copulation b.e imagines

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Billie: Top

Maggie: Bottom

Maggie had always been a night owl, her creativity sparking to life under the cover of darkness. Tonight was no different, but there was an added anticipation thrumming through her veins. She glanced at her phone, the message from Billie lighting up the screen.

"Come over. I have a surprise for you."

Maggie bit her lip, a shiver of excitement running down her spine. Billie was full of surprises, and Maggie loved every moment of it. She quickly grabbed her jacket, the moonlight catching on her jet-black hair as she slipped out the door.

Billie's apartment was a haven of sophistication and style, a stark contrast to Maggie's more eclectic and chaotic space. She arrived in record time, her heart pounding in her chest as she climbed the stairs. As she reached the top, the door swung open, and there stood Billie, her blonde hair cascading over her shoulders, blue eyes sparkling with mischief.

"Come in," Billie purred, stepping aside to let Maggie enter.

Maggie stepped inside, the scent of vanilla and sandalwood wrapping around her like a warm embrace. Billie closed the door behind her, and Maggie felt the familiar flutter in her stomach as Billie pressed a soft kiss to her cheek.

"I've been waiting for you," Billie murmured, her breath hot against Maggie's skin.

Maggie smiled, her dark eyes meeting Billie's. "I missed you."

Billie took her hand, leading her into the living room. On the table was a beautifully wrapped box, its crimson ribbon catching the light. Maggie's curiosity piqued, and she looked at Billie questioningly.

"Open it," Billie encouraged, her voice a low hum of excitement.

Maggie untied the ribbon, her fingers trembling slightly as she lifted the lid. Inside was the most exquisite piece of lingerie she had ever seen—black lace, delicate and daring. She looked up at Billie, who was watching her intently.

"It's beautiful," Maggie breathed.

"Try it on," Billie suggested, her eyes darkening with desire.

Maggie nodded, taking the box and heading towards the bedroom. She could feel Billie's gaze on her as she walked, the anticipation building with each step. Once inside, she closed the door and quickly shed her clothes, slipping into the delicate lace. It fit her perfectly, accentuating every curve and showcasing her tattoos in a way that made her feel both powerful and vulnerable.

Taking a deep breath, Maggie opened the door and stepped out. Billie's eyes widened, her lips parting slightly as she took in the sight before her.

"You look stunning," Billie said, her voice thick with desire.

Maggie felt a blush rise to her cheeks, her confidence soaring under Billie's gaze. "Thank you."

Billie crossed the room, her movements slow and deliberate. She reached out, trailing a finger along the edge of the lace, sending shivers down Maggie's spine.

"You're perfect," Billie whispered, her eyes never leaving Maggie's.

Before Maggie could respond, Billie leaned in, capturing her lips in a kiss that was both tender and demanding. Maggie melted into her, the feel of Billie's body against hers igniting a fire within her. Billie guided her to the couch, their kiss deepening as they sank into the cushions.

Billie pulled back slightly, her breath ragged. "I've been thinking about you all day," she confessed, her hands roaming over Maggie's body.

Maggie gasped as Billie's fingers found the sensitive skin just above the lace. "I've been thinking about you too," she admitted, her voice barely a whisper.