"... I guess we're girlfriends. This is a date, we've fucked, and... I like you. Like... like, like you. It's a small thing now, but..."

She halfsmiles, traces a half-circle around the lip of her teacup. "I trust the Bowers. And so far you've been good to me. So - I'll give it a chance, alright?"

"Alright. Want to do something terribly romantic?"

"We're already on a lovely date in the middle of a beautiful garden, but I suppose you mean sex, don't you?"

"No, not actually. I mostly wanted to snuggle. And feed each other shortbread."

"... We can do that."

"Were you hoping for sex?"

"... I was hoping I could get past needing to be in charge."

... Audrey reaches out, takes Lily's hand, and leans forwards across the table to kiss it. 

"I like when you're in charge."

She flushes. 

"... Oh," she says. "... let me guess, you switch?" 

"Yeah."

"... we can learn another time," says Lily, setting down her teacup. "I think I'd like a bed, now."

Her chair unfolds into a king-size bed with sheets redder than the reddest roses.

She smiles, pats the bed next to her. "Come sit."

Audrey knocks back the rest of her coffee and joins Lily on the bed.

Lily leans in and kisses her cheek.

She turns her head; their lips meet in the second kiss.

Lily pulls Audrey's brooch free and kisses her again and lets a hand fall to her breast.

Audrey hums appreciatively and leans in and wraps an arm around Lily's shoulders to steady herself.

"... I want to edge you, is that alright?"

Audrey nods eagerly.

Lily reaches down and takes Audrey's cock in hand. Not stroking just yet, just holding it.

Audrey flushes and stiffens.

Lily gets some lube from the table and pours out a dollop and rubs it in to the underside of Audrey's cockhead.

She hardens under Lily's slick touch, more of her cock sliding out to meet her hands.

Lily kisses Audrey again, and smears the lube all over her cock.