What's in your bag?

Luna kept checking her bag all afternoon like it held a secret. Courtney finally cracked and asked what she was hiding. Out came the red plug Luna bought that morning, thick and new and obvious. Courtney wasn’t waiting until tonight. She had Luna bent forward on the bed, legs parted, and worked the toy inside with slow, wet strokes. Luna moaned, breath catching, while Courtney leaned in and licked her from behind. Their bodies moved together—Courtney’s tongue working in rhythm with each push of the plug—until Luna’s back arched and the toy slid all the way in, snug and full.