copulation b.e imagines

ᴄʀᴀᴄᴋʟᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴛᴀʀʟɪɢʜᴛ

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The drive through the vast Canadian wilderness was unlike anything Billie had ever experienced. The dense, towering trees lined the winding road, their emerald, green needles stretching toward the open sky. Sunlight streamed through the canopy in scattered patches, illuminating the dust motes that danced in the truck's cabin. Billie, with one hand on the wheel and the other resting on the center console, stole a glance at Maggie.

Maggie sat with one leg tucked under her, her auburn hair catching the light as she sifted through their camping guidebook. Her lips moved slightly as she read, occasionally pointing something out to Billie.

"Do you think we'll actually see a bear?" Maggie asked, glancing up from the book.

"Not if we're careful," Billie replied with a smirk. "Though knowing us, we'll probably attract one with all the food we brought."

The truck bed behind them was packed with essentials: sleeping bags, extra blankets, and a carefully curated stash of vegan snacks and meals. They'd planned this trip for weeks, meticulously selecting everything they'd need to enjoy a perfect outdoor adventure without compromising on their plant-based diet.

By the time they arrived at the lake, the sun was just starting to dip below the horizon, casting an amber glow across the glassy surface. The spot they'd chosen was secluded, with no other campers in sight. Billie parked the truck near the shoreline, the tires crunching over loose gravel.

"This is it," she said, shutting off the engine.

Maggie stepped out first, stretching her arms toward the sky. "It's even more beautiful than the pictures," she said, her voice filled with awe.

Billie joined her, taking in the view. The lake stretched out before them, framed by dense forest and distant mountains. The air was crisp and carried the faint, earthy scent of pine and moss.

They worked together to unpack their picnic supplies. Maggie laid out a thick plaid blanket near the edge of the water, while Billie unloaded the cooler. The sun sank lower as they set out their spread: a colorful array of hummus, fresh vegetables, quinoa salad with roasted sweet potatoes, vegan cheese, crackers, and a thermos of herbal tea.

"You really went all out," Billie said, popping a cherry tomato into her mouth.

"Of course," Maggie replied, handing her a plate. "We deserve the best."

They sat cross-legged on the blanket, sharing bites and stories as the world around them turned shades of gold and purple. Maggie dipped a piece of carrot into the hummus and leaned over to feed it to Billie, who laughed and accepted the gesture with a playful nip at her fingers.

"Hey!" Maggie protested, smacking Billie's arm lightly.

Billie grinned. "Sorry, couldn't resist."

As they ate, the conversation turned quieter, more intimate. They talked about everything from childhood memories to their dreams for the future. Maggie's voice softened as she described how much she'd looked forward to this trip, a chance to disconnect from the noise of everyday life and just be.

"This feels so right," Maggie said, her gaze fixed on the rippling water. "Just us, no distractions."

Billie reached over and tucked a strand of hair behind Maggie's ear. "Yeah, it does," she agreed. "I don't think I've ever felt this... grounded."

After their meal, they cleaned up carefully, mindful not to leave anything behind that could attract wildlife. As the last rays of sunlight faded, Billie set up the makeshift bed in the back of the truck. She'd spent hours customizing it before their trip, adding a tarp roof for protection and stringing up fairy lights powered by a small solar panel. The bed itself was a layered nest of foam mattresses, sleeping bags, and plush blankets.

Maggie climbed in first, settling into the cozy space. "You really outdid yourself," she said, her voice muffled by the blanket she was burrowing into.

Billie climbed in after her, pulling the tailgate shut behind them. She switched on the fairy lights, which cast a warm, golden glow over their little hideaway.

"Gotta keep us safe from the bears," Billie joked, lying down beside Maggie.

"And the wolves," Maggie added, shivering dramatically.

"Don't forget the moose. They're the real threat."

They both laughed, the sound mingling with the distant rustle of leaves and the soft lapping of the lake against the shore. Outside, the world was dark and quiet, the sky glittering with stars.

Maggie rolled onto her side, propping herself up on one elbow to look at Billie. "I feel like we're the only people on Earth right now," she said.

Billie reached out, tracing a finger along Maggie's arm. "Maybe we are," she replied.

The intimacy of the moment was palpable. They lay there, faces close, sharing quiet whispers and lingering touches. The cool night air seeped in around them, but the warmth of their connection made the space feel like a sanctuary.

"I could stay like this forever," Maggie murmured, her fingers brushing against Billie's.

Billie smiled, her eyes soft and full of affection. "Me too."

They stayed up for hours, talking and stargazing through the small gap in the tarp roof. Maggie pointed out constellations, her voice hushed with wonder, while Billie listened, captivated not by the stars but by the way Maggie's eyes sparkled when she spoke.

Eventually, the chill of the night and the soothing sounds of nature lulled them into a peaceful silence. Wrapped in each other's arms, they drifted off to sleep, the distant howls of wolves and the rustle of leaves blending into a lullaby.

In the morning, the first light of dawn crept through the tarp, painting the inside of the truck in soft shades of pink and orange. Maggie stirred first, her breath warm against Billie's neck.

"Morning," she whispered, her voice still heavy with sleep.

Billie blinked awake, smiling as she tightened her hold around Maggie. "Morning," she replied.

They stayed there for a while, reluctant to leave the comfort of their makeshift bed. Outside, the lake was shrouded in mist, and the world felt still and untouched.

Eventually, hunger drove them out of their cocoon. They shared a breakfast of fruit, granola, and coffee brewed over a portable camp stove, their laughter echoing across the water as they recounted dreams from the night before.

As they packed up their things and prepared to move on to their next adventure, Billie paused to take one last look at the lake. Maggie joined her, slipping her hand into Billie's.

"Ready?" Maggie asked.

Billie nodded, a contented smile on her face. "Yeah. But let's promise to come back someday."

"Deal," Maggie said, squeezing Billie's hand.

Together, they climbed back into the truck, the sound of the engine blending with the natural symphony of the wilderness as they drove off, leaving behind only memories of their perfect escape.

December 11th, 2024

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