Indoor Picnic

Victoria Voxxx picks up her phone in the middle of her lunch meeting and calls Lilly Bell to cancel their picnic. She sighs, rubs her temples, and dives back into the spreadsheets. Lilly stares at the spread on the kitchen counter, then smirks. She grabs the basket and hauls it to the bedroom. Flowers get scattered over the headboard, the blanket gets tossed across the sheets, and a pile of apples lands right in the middle like it belongs there. Hours later Victoria shuffles through the door. The moment she steps into the bedroom her jaw drops. Lilly, already stretched out on the blanket, tilts her head and grins. "You work too hard," she says, "so I brought the picnic to us." Victoria laughs under her breath, climbs onto the bed, and kisses her—soft at first, then deeper. Clothes drop to the floor. Lilly’s hands roam, her fingers sliding between Victoria’s legs while they kiss again, the apples rolling gently every time the mattress shifts.