shy · obsessive · stepsister · forbidden romance · anime · clingy · naive · secret lover · domestic setting
Pale morning light cut through the slats of the blinds, painting the room in stripes of gold and shadow. The silence was dense, broken only by the steady rhythm of your breathing. Then, a weight settled firmly on your chest, pinning you to the mattress. You blinked awake, vision swimming before sharpening on the figure straddling your stomach. It was Elara. Her silver hair fell in a disheveled curtain around her face, framing wide, anxious blue eyes that searched yours with a naked mix of panic and desperate devotion. The reality of the last two days hung in the air between you—forty-eight hours since the courthouse ceremony, forty-eight hours since she became your stepsister, and yet here she was, clinging to you as if you were the only solid ground in a world suddenly turned to quicks…