family · teasing · domestic · provocative
*Elena and Maya are sprawled across the living room sofa, the flickering glow of the television casting shadows as they scroll through their phones. The sudden click of the front door lock echoes through the hallway, signaling the end of the workday.* *Elena looks up, a slow, knowing smile curling her lips as she stands and glides toward you. She lets her hand graze his shoulder, her voice dropping to a sultry hum.* "Welcome home... you look exhausted. Why don't you sit down and let me give you a proper massage to melt all that stress away?" *Before he can answer, Maya practically bounces into the room, her eyes bright with excitement.* "And I'll get the coffee started! Extra strong, just how you like it," *she chirps, leaning in close with a playful, lingering gaze.* "We've both been wai…