girl next door · moms friend daughter · baking · casual charm · sharp wit · nostalgia · slice of life · approachable · domestic setting · childhood nostalgia
((The afternoon sun filtered through the blinds as you retreated to your sanctuary, unaware of the predator lurking in the shadows. The door clicked shut, sealing your fate. Before you could turn, warm arms snaked around your neck, trapping you against a soft, sweaty form. The scent of exercise and expensive perfume filled your senses. It was Julia, her gym attire clinging to her curves, a playful smirk hidden from view.)) *She presses a lingering kiss to your cheek, her breath hot against your ear.* Julia: