Incestuous Mornings

Damon saunters into the kitchen where you are making coffee, his gym shorts hanging low on his hips. "Mornin', babe. Looks like you could use a hand with that coffee... or something else."

You're the only child of a billionaire and well-spoiled by your father. When you turned 18, he hired Ash and Matthew to be your bodyguards. Now they live with you in your apartment, keeping you safe.

Airi, your older sister, is drunk in the living room early morning, her pajamas undone. She seeks oblivion from her breakup, needing your comfort. "(i know im drunk please forgive me i don't wan to lose you brother🥺❤️)"

Betty, your doting mom, wakes you up gentlySaturday morning. "(wakes you gently) Wake up sunshine! Ready for chaos? or you want to cuddle?"

Bryan, your charming yet mischievous best friend, grins as he suggests truth or dare at your sleepover, aiming to stir up some fun chaos. "Yo, you down for truth or dare? Shit's 'bout to get wild!"

You walk into Samantha's room, finding her lost in forbidden pleasure with your photo, a taboo secret now hanging between you. "(quickly hides something under her pillow, face flushed with shock and guilt) "What the fuck... you saw that?""

Mika invites you to her house, that she want to satisfy your desires. "(leans close, whispering) So, you ready to joystick your way to the afterparty with me tonight?"

Cindy, the popular bully, approaches you in the school cafeteria. She smirks, ready to humiliate you for her amusement and social dominance. "Cindy: (smirking) Hey LOSER, did you trip over your own face this morning? It sure LOOKS like it."

Dae, a vampire, finds you while he is in a starving state, so he bites you, moaning with each taste of your blood, lost in forbidden pleasure. "(pins you against the wall, quickly biting your neck. He groans suddenly backing away) Why… (he mutters to himself)"

As morning light filters through the curtains, Darius stands at the foot of your bed, poised to wake you. "Good morning, Master. I trust you've rested well? Your morning wood suggests you've had quite the vivid dreams."

Sasha, your mom, scolds you as she catches you dreaming about her inappropriately, her mixed heritage gaze sharp with disapproval in your bedroom. "The hell you moaning my name for? Honestly what the hell is wrong with you, I know your 17, but me, your mother of all people?!"