open starter from ivy thorne (early / mid twenties) to m/nb.
plot: caught in your muses bed while she thought everyone was out. could be on vacation, or sheโs just over visiting and maybe everyone went out for a little bit, whatever works.
possible connections: relative (full / half / step), bf best friend, best friend, sisters boyfriend, etc ..
ivy knew it was wrong, but since the house was empty and she couldnโt stop the fantasy from invading her mind, she figured there wouldnโt be any harm. found themselves on top of their bed, naked, hand between her legs and moans dripping from her lips. a string of whimpers and their name. maybe she didnโt hear the door or the sound of footsteps, maybe she did and decided she didnโt care. couldnโt deny she heard the bedroom door open, eyes wide as she caught sight of there face. โ i-i Iโm sorry โฆ i can, iโll go โฆ โ she stammered out.