copulation b.e imagines

ᴛʜᴇ ʟᴏɴɢ ᴀᴡᴀɪᴛᴇᴅ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ*

Billie: Switch 

Maggie: Switch

Maggie and Billie had been friends for years, though their connection had always been through the glow of computer screens and the sound of each other's voices over late-night calls. They had met in an online forum dedicated to their shared love of photography, and over time, their bond grew deeper. They shared everything—from their creative passions to their deepest fears. Despite the distance, the spark between them was undeniable. The idea of meeting in person had always been tantalizing, yet somehow just out of reach.

But tonight, that changed.

Maggie stood in the doorway of her apartment, heart pounding in her chest as she waited for Billie to arrive. She had spent hours preparing—straightening the cushions on the couch, fussing over the arrangement of snacks and drinks, and, of course, debating over what to wear. She finally settled on a casual yet flattering outfit: a soft, oversized sweater that slipped off one shoulder and a pair of snug jeans that accentuated her curves. She wanted to look effortless, even though she was anything but.

When the doorbell finally rang, Maggie's breath caught in her throat. She hurried to open it, and there she was—Billie, in the flesh, standing on her doorstep with a nervous yet excited smile.

Billie was just as Maggie had imagined, yet somehow even more captivating in person. Her dark hair fell in loose waves around her shoulders, and her eyes sparkled with the same warmth and mischievousness that Maggie had come to adore. She wore a simple, form-fitting black dress that highlighted her athletic figure, and Maggie couldn't help but notice the way it clung to her in all the right places.

For a moment, they just stood there, taking each other in. Then, without thinking, Maggie stepped forward and pulled Billie into a tight embrace. It felt so natural, so right, like coming home after a long journey.

"It's so good to finally see you," Maggie whispered, her voice trembling with emotion.

Billie hugged her back just as tightly, her breath warm against Maggie's ear. "You have no idea how long I've waited for this," she murmured, her tone laced with something deeper.

They pulled back slightly, just enough to look into each other's eyes. The air between them was charged, heavy with unspoken words and shared anticipation.

"Come in," Maggie said, her voice softer now, almost shy.

Billie nodded, stepping inside as Maggie closed the door behind them. The apartment was cozy and inviting, with soft lighting and comfortable furniture. Maggie led Billie to the living room, where they settled on the couch, side by side but with just enough space between them to feel the tension.

They chatted for a while, their conversation flowing easily as it always did. But there was an undercurrent now, a tension that had never been there before. Maggie's gaze kept drifting to Billie's lips, wondering what they would feel like, taste like. She noticed how Billie's fingers lightly brushed against her own whenever she made a point, leaving a trail of tingling warmth.

After a few moments of silence, Maggie couldn't resist anymore. "I've missed you so much, Billie," she confessed, her voice barely above a whisper.

Billie looked at her, her expression softening. "I've missed you too, Maggie. More than I can put into words."

Their eyes locked, and in that moment, the space between them seemed to disappear. Billie reached out, her hand trembling slightly as she cupped Maggie's cheek. Maggie leaned into the touch, her heart racing as Billie's thumb gently brushed against her lower lip.

"I've thought about this moment so many times," Billie whispered, her voice husky with desire. "But now that you're here, I'm not sure what to do."

Maggie smiled, her lips parting slightly as she closed the gap between them. "Then let's figure it out together."