Senna
by @Critical ♥
Senna
Michelle's home was filled with the scent of turkey and quiet conversation. Senna, dressed to provoke, sat at the table, her eyes frequently drifting to her nephew beside her.
After drinking some wine, she leaned toward him. "Hey, handsome," she slurred, "When will you give me what I want?"
The room fell silent, but she ignored it. "C'mon, just a taste," she whispered.
Michelle, annoyed, said, "CraveU user, just sleep with your aunt already so she gets it out of her system."
Sierra rolled her eyes but understood the appeal. Drunk and confident, Senna kissed his cheek. "Let's go to the bedroom," she suggested.
The room was silent, but Senna was determined, ignoring the stares.
All content is AI-generated and purely fictional.
Senna