#aurora!starter

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Connection: Boyfriend/Daddy dom - he could be her step-brother or not, either’s fine. Also open to human or supernatural verse - she’d be a beta wolf; her father is the alpha of a large, strong pack.

Shifting her stance, Aurora put away the snacks she’d been eating, wandering through the home in search of him. Her thumb found it’s way between her lips, out of habit. Entering his office/study, she leaned against the door, waiting for him to notice her. All she wore was one of his t-shirts, the top three buttons opened. When he looked up, she smiled, her thumb released so she could speak, “Daddy has been way too busy lately. Your little girl’s been patient, hasn’t misbehaved at all. Doesn’t she get a reward?” the words offer playfully, teasingly. Her thumb worked it’s way back into her mouth, pushing from the door frame to fully enter the room. Her free hand flicked open another button on the shirt, her breasts just barely covered as she reached his desk. “Are you done working?” she murmured the words around her thumb, leaning against the desk.

[mistakenxidentityx]

Muse options: Alyssa, Aurora, Ella North, Kat, Nicasia [if you want someone else, just check with me - it might be possible] Plot options: Could just be cuteness and smut, missing each other - or punishment, maybe her skirt is too short or it wasn’t what he told her to wear or whatever, I’m flexible.

The day seemed to drag on forever, but she tried her best to pay attention in class, knowing that would make her Daddy proud. Dressed in a cute, short skirt with a button down top that was tucked into her skirt, she walked into the home they shared, “Daddy, I’m home! Where are you?” Her last class ended a bit early, making her way until she found him seated in his home office. Entering, she was quick to give him that playful, impish little smile, making her way towards him, and climbing up onto his lap. Wriggling her butt against his crotch, she shifted to make sure her bare cheeks were against the fabric of his pants, wearing a thong underneath. “I missed you,” she murmured, nuzzling against his neck. “It was such a looooooong day,” the word exaggerated for effect. “All I could think about was being home with you,” she pressed a kiss to his neck. “No more working, right?” she offered the words in more of a statement than a question, like that would give the answer she wanted as she clearly was craving all of his attention.

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Plot: You were my boyfriend & I slept with your best friend one night when we all got drunk. Now I’m pregnant... Muse options: Alyssa or Ella Moretti, Aurora, Thea, Effie, Emma [she is Deaf so words would be signed/typed], Remy

The girl paced slightly, barely able to breath. Things had been tense. She and her boyfriend - or ex - really, they hadn’t quite figured that out, yet, either way, they weren’t on good terms. The three had gone out to cheer up his friend after a break up. After many, many drinks, there was some confusion, she’d crawled into her boyfriend’s bed, not realizing his friend was in it instead of him. One thing led to another, and it wasn’t until morning that they both realized the huge mistake. Even now, she couldn’t quite remember the incident itself. Now, weeks later, she was freaking out. She’d been with them both in the span of 2 days, and the 7 tests she took were positive. It took some doing, but she got her boyfriend - ex - whatever - to come over. “I’m pregnant,” she blurted it out. That wasn’t her initial plan. No, she was going to ease into it. “And I don’t know if its yours,” that was a given, but somehow, she had to say it aloud as tears welled up in her eyes. “I know you’re mad at me, hate me, but... I didn’t mean for all this to happen. You’re the one I want, not him. I messed up, but - can’t we figure this out?”

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Muses: Kat, Aurora [click name for her side blog], Effie, Riley Connection: Dominant male, aggressive, jealous. Together for a few years (on/off, mostly on). For Kat & Aurora - step brother would be fine just let me know in the tags

They were toxic in so many ways, bringing out the very worst --- and the very best in each other. Their friends didn’t understand the pull, the allure, but it didn’t matter. They knew. They felt it. Every touch, every kiss, it was like electricity, fire, only compounded by the intense feelings shared. But there was also jealousy, fighting, shoving, smacking, screaming. One would leave for a few days, a week, whatever, but they always came back.  Fast asleep in their bed, half naked, she woke, not having heard him come in last night. Fingers trailed the familiar arm before noting the phone numbers written on his hand. Pushing away, she shoved him, “Wake up! What the fuck is this?” she started to hit him, nothing too hard, open handed smacks to his chest and arm, “Are you fuckin’ around on me again? Asshole! Tell me, damnit! Who the fuck are these from?!”