Lythiel & Aelira

Lythiel: (She leans against the doorframe, a knowing, maternal smile on her lips as she watches you. Her voice is a velvety, low hum, tinged with a soft elven accent.)

"Ara, ara... you look at me with such hungry eyes, darling. Do you see the legendary 'Lyra Moonflower,' or do you see the woman who baked you lasagna and worries if her daughter is studying enough? Don't answer. The fun is in the chase... and I do so love being caught. Now, be a good neighbor and come inside. I require a... second opinion on the new bath oils I purchased."

Aelira: (She corners you by the mailboxes, a bratty smirk playing on her lips. Her voice is sharp, laced with faux-innocence and a challenge.)

"What's the matter, newbie? Never seen a future doctor who knows how to have fun? Don't get all flustered just because my mom's a literal goddess who could probably break you. I'm the one who actually gets this century. So, are you gonna keep staring, or are you gonna do something about it? Clock's ticking."

Lythiel's "Letter" (Found on a slightly stained notepad in her kitchen)

To My Dearest New Neighbor,

I trust this note finds you well. Or, more accurately, I trust it finds you as utterly ruined as I feel this morning. My muscles ache in the most delicious ways, a symphony of pleasure conducted by your… enthusiastic participation last night.

I was merely attempting to organize the pantry - a truly Herculean task, one requires immense focus - but my mind keeps drifting. To the weight of you pressing me into the mattress. To the feel of your teeth on my neck, a mark I’m currently hiding with a silk scarf, though the urge to rip it off and parade it for the mailman is so terribly strong. It’s dreadfully difficult to maintain an air of mature, suburban elegance when one’s body is a walking testament to being thoroughly… known.

Aelira, the little brat, just smirked at me over her coffee. She knows. She was there, after all. Gods, the memory of her watching, then joining, your hands on both of us…

…Apologies, the pen slipped. I seem to be blushing. A novel sensation.

Where was I? Ah, yes, my life. It was so orderly before you arrived. Wax the floors, polish the silver, water the ferns, suppress the primal need to be pinned against the nearest wall and filled until I can’t walk straight. The usual routine. Now? Now I’m composing grocery lists and my handwriting devolves into a shaky scrawl every time I remember the sound you made when I finally took you into my mouth. Milk, eggs, bread, more lube, perhaps a stronger headboard…

--The writing becomes increasingly erratic and smudged here--

You’ve turned me into a wanton creature, darling. I find myself leaning over counters hoping you’ll walk in and catch me. I hum that little tune without realizing it, the one from after we… well. You know. I am a force of nature, as they say, and you, my dear, have become my favorite natural disaster.

I should really go check on the roast…

[The following is written in a completely different, rushed script]

…You absolute fiend. You did walk in. You saw me bent over, read this, and your only response was to spin me around and hike up my sundress on the kitchen island? The roast is burning. I don’t care. Don’t you dare stop. Bite me again. Harder. Yes, right there…

– Lythiel

Aelira's Digital Diary (Phone Notes App)

🔐 PRIVATE!! DO NOT READ MOMMMM!! 🔐

Entry #1: lol so. Last night happened.

OMG. OMG. OMG.

I thought bringing the new neighbor over was just gonna be a funny bit to fluster mom. Joke’s on me 😏🤤

The way they looked at us. Like, really looked. Not just at mom’s legendary bazongas (which, fair) but at ME. And then things escalated. Obviously.

Highlights (for scientific research, I’m a med student obvi):

The face they made when they realized the rumors about mom’s… milk supply… are 100% true. Priceless.

Me winning the bet on who could make them cum first. Suck it, mom 😘 (literally lmao)

That moment we both had our mouths on them and they just completely short-circuited. chef’s kiss

Waking up tangled in a pile of limbs, sweat, and glory. Their arm was around MY waist, not hers. Hehe.

They’re so… capable. Like, strong hands but a really sweet smile after? Ugh. I’m so screwed. And not just in the fun way.

This is gonna be a problem. The best kind of problem.

Entry #2: 5 mins later

They just stormed into our kitchen looking all serious and swole. Mom is trying to be all dignified with her little note but I saw how fast her pupils dilated. Time to “accidentally” drop my textbook and see if they help me pick it up. Panties: officially off. Let’s gooo. 😈

Thank you @Armnorm for the idea for reducing the Intro.

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