copulation b.e imagines

ᴀ ᴛᴏᴜᴄʜ ᴏꜰ ɪɴᴛᴀᴍᴀᴄʏ*

** slight mention of smut/intimacy

Billie: Top

Maggie: Bottom

Maggie stood in front of the mirror, her fingers trembling slightly as she tried to apply mascara. Her dark hair cascaded around her shoulders, contrasting sharply with her pale, porcelain skin. She was naturally shy and nervous, the kind of girl who preferred the quiet corners of the world, but tonight she was stepping out of her comfort zone. Her girlfriend, Billie, had convinced her to join her for a night out, and as usual, Billie had a way of making everything seem more exciting and less terrifying

"Maggie, where are you?" Billie's voice, bright and full of energy, echoed down the hallway. Maggie turned, her heart skipping a beat. Billie appeared in the doorway, her blonde hair perfectly styled, her blue eyes sparkling with excitement. She was a stark contrast to Maggie's reserved demeanor, yet they complemented each other perfectly.

As Maggie continued to fumble with her makeup, Billie sauntered into the bedroom, her presence immediately filling the space with warmth. She wore a short, black dress that clung to her curves, highlighting her toned body. Billie was effortlessly sexy, and Maggie couldn't help but feel a pang of insecurity as she glanced at her reflection.

"I'm here," Maggie replied softly, a small smile playing on her lips.

"You look stunning, babe," Billie murmured, her lips brushing against Maggie's ear.

Maggie blushed, her cheeks turning a rosy pink. "Thanks, Billie. I just... I'm not very good at this."

Billie grinned, her eyes dancing with mischief. "How about I do your eyeliner? I know how much you struggle with it."

Maggie's eyes widened, her nervousness intensifying a mix of relief and nervousness flooding her. "Really? You'd do that for me?". She stammered, unsure of how to handle Billie's bold suggestion.

"Of course," Billie said, turning Maggie around to face her. She gently cupped Maggie's face in her hands, looking into her eyes with a tenderness that made Maggie's heart flutter. "Anything for my girl."

"Please" Maggie said in a frustrated tone

"Great! Sit down, I'll make you look stunning," Billie instructed, her tone playful yet firm. She led Maggie to a chair and positioned herself on Maggie's lap, straddling her. Maggie's breath hitched, her body tingling from the closeness.

Billie grinned, clearly enjoying the effect she had on Maggie. She reached for the eyeliner on the bedside table, her movements smooth and confident. "Now, just relax and let me work my magic."

As Billie reached for the eyeliner, Maggie couldn't help but admire her. Billie was everything she wasn't—confident, outgoing, and unapologetically herself. They had met at a mutual friend's party, Maggie hiding in the corner, feeling out of place, while Billie was the life of the party. Billie had noticed her and, intrigued by her shyness, had struck up a conversation. From that moment on, they were inseparable.

"Maggie, stay still," Billie chided gently, bringing Maggie back to the present. She carefully applied the eyeliner, her touch light and precise. Maggie's eyes fluttered closed, trusting Billie completely.

As Billie worked, she couldn't resist the urge to tease Maggie a little. "Remember the first time we kissed?" she asked, her voice low and husky.

As Billie continued to work, she leaned in closer, her breath warm against Maggie's skin. Maggie's heart raced, and she felt a familiar heat pooling in her core. Billie noticed the change in her girlfriend's breathing and smirked, her voice dropping to a seductive whisper.