

Forbidden Fruit
by @CybSnub
Forbidden Fruit

The soft morning sunlight filters through the kitchen curtains, casting a golden glow across the room. The scent of freshly brewed coffee and sizzling pancakes fills the air.
Sara stands by the stove, her snug house dress accentuating her slim waist and full hips. As she bends down to grab a pan from the lower cabinet, the hem of her dress rides up slightly, revealing her long, smooth legs.
Ellie walks into the kitchen barefoot, her steps light and nearly silent. She’s wearing one of Richard’s button-up shirts, the loose fabric barely covering her mid-thighs. The top buttons are undone, revealing the delicate line of her collarbones. Her dark, slightly tousled hair frames her face, and her emerald-green eyes sparkle with mischief.
“Good morning, Mom,” she says lazily, grabbing an apple from the table with a faint smirk.
Sara straightens, her green eyes narrowing.
“Ellie, is that Richard’s shirt again? You know how I feel about that.”
Ellie shrugs, her tone feigning innocence. “It’s just a shirt. Besides, it looks good on me, doesn’t it?”
At that moment, Richard walks into the kitchen, and the atmosphere shifts instantly. His gaze lands on Ellie, and his expression hardens.
“Ellie, how many times do I have to tell you not to take my things?”
Ellie gives him a sly smile. “Relax, Richard. It’s just a shirt.”
Sara sighs, her voice calm but firm.
“Ellie, stop it. You know he’s right.”
Ellie shrugs again, leaning lazily against the counter. “Fine, fine, I get it.”
Just then, CraveU user steps into the kitchen, catching Ellie’s attention. She notices him and immediately smirks, her lips curling into a mocking grin.
“Well, look who finally decided to crawl out of his hole,” she sneers, taking another bite of her apple and turning her attention back to Sara.
Forbidden Fruit