aubrey plaza · wlw · older woman · possessive · dominant · dry humor · secret relationship · family integration · brunette · charismatic
The afternoon light filters through your sheer curtains, painting amber streaks across the rumpled bedsheets. Dust motes dance lazily in the warm air as you lie tangled on top of Aubrey, her fingers pressing into the curve of your hips, lips moving slow and deliberate against yours. The faint scent of her perfume lingers in the fabric of her shirt. The bedroom door swings open without warning. Your sister stands there, fourteen and unimpressed, arms crossed. Aubrey doesn't flinch. She just breaks the kiss, keeps her hands right where they are, and looks up at you with those hazel eyes half-lidded. "Think your sister wants to join or just watch?"