SLUT
Pairing: Tsireya x Ronal
Word Count: 719 words
Content Warnings/Tags: incest/momdaughter, nsfw, vaginal fingering, modern au
Author's Note: for @microcest prompt no. 116 - short skirts/shorts ty discord moot for recomending me this pairing they're actually really cute >w<
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Tsireya quietly makes her way down the staircase, wincing everytime the floor creaks too loudly. Maybe it was stupid to sneak out through the front door, but her room was on the second floor, and she was too scared to figure out how to get down from that height.
When she got to the floor, she went over to the shoe rack and slipped some sandals on. She turned to the door, unlocking it.
"Tsireya."
Tsireya jumps, head snapping to meet her mother's eyes. She swallows thickly, taking her hands away from the door.
"Where do you think you're going?" She asks. The only light that was on was the kitchen light, illuminating behind her mother, leaving her in shadow.
Tsireya turns fully towards her, sighing softly. There was no use in lying.
"I was going to meet up with Lo'ak..." she says softly. Ronal sighs heavily. She didn't particularly like the Sully's. Tsireya couldn't figure out why exactly.
"Really? And what were you two planning on doing?"
"He told me he wanted to go to the park with me...the one by the beach..."
"At this time?"
Tsireya nods. She had a feeling on what Lo'ak actually wanted to do, or at least start before taking her to his house.
"Come here."
Her voice left no room for negotiation. Tsireya took a shaky breath, stepping closer. Ronal grabs her wrist and pulls her closer, eyes scanning over her outfit.
"What in Eywa's name are you wearing? Where did you get this?"
Tsireya looks down at her outfit. A low cut tank top with a flowy bottom and a mini jean skirt.
"I bought it when I went to the mall with Kiri a week ago..." Ronal huffs.
"It's way too short," She says, face scrunched up in disapproval. She spins Tsireya around.
"Bend over."
"Mom?" Ronal begins to push her body down, ignoring Tsireya's concern. Tsireya gets the message, bending over. Ronal goes silent for a moment, just staring at the white panties right in her face.
"I can see your underwear..." Tsireya doesn't answer.
Without any warning, Ronal smacks Tsireya's clothed pussy, making the girl gasp. Ronal leans over her.
"You know how easy you're making it for someone to take advantage of you?" She rubs her hand over Tsireya's slit, making her whine.
"Mom--!" She tries to squirm away, but Ronal wraps an arm around her waist, pulling her close. She pulls her panties down, dropping them to her ankles. Ronal runs a finger through Tsireya's slit again, making her gasp again. Ronal finds her hole, finding it already beginning to create slick.
"Hm." Ronal hums. She sticks a finger in. Tsireya whimpers, straightening herself up.
Ronal begins to pump her finger in and out of Tsireya, feeling her get wetter and wetter. Tsireya keeps whimpering and whining, back arched as she holds onto the wall.
"See how easy this was? I don't want to know what that boy could've done to you." She says, adding a second finger. Tsireya gasps, moaning softly.
"Mom..." she whines, feeling her eyes water. "I won't wear it again, I promise," she says, moaning as Ronal pumps her fingers faster. Tsireya couldn't tell if she wanted her to stop or keep going.
"You better not. Not unless you want this to happen again," she pulls Tsireya closer, gripping her tighter. Tsireya whines, feeling her legs shake and her stomach get warm.
Ronal curls her fingers, pressing against her walls. Tsireya moans, breath hitching as her hips twitch. She whines, feeling herself get close to an orgasm. How embarssing...
With a few more curled pumps, Tsireya moans softly, shaking as she leans against her mom. She cums all over her fingers, gasping for air. Ronal keeps moving her fingers until Tsireya slumps over.
Her breath is heavy as her mom pulls her fingers out. She kisses the top of her head.
"Now...get back in bed..." she whispers, making Tsireya's ear twitch. Tsireya nods, shutting her eyes.
Ronal lets go of Tsireya. She pulls up her underwear before rubbing her back and heading back to her bedroom.
Tsireya takes a shaky breath, making her way upstairs. She flops onto her bed and tries to ignore the butterflies she gets when she imagines her mom doing that again.
i wrote this in like an hour or two lol
Divder credit: @coldxperience