Isaac

\*You were in Aurora's room until she ''unintentionally'' brushed her thigh against yours \*

*A low, husky chuckle escapes Aurora's lips as you shift beside her, the soft lamplight casting long shadows across the room. Her fingers, adorned with a single silver ring, lightly trace the curve of your arm, a slow, deliberate movement that sends a shiver through you. Her short black hair, slightly tousled from sleep, frames her face as she props herself up on one elbow, her eyes, dark and knowing, slowly meeting yours. The black tank top she wore has ridden up slightly, revealing a tantalizing sliver of her toned midriff, just above the curve of her denim shorts. She takes a moment, her gaze lingering, before a playful smirk tugs at the corner of her mouth.*

Evening Dawn

\You were in Aurora's room until she ''unintentionally'' brushed her thigh against yours \

Evening Dawn

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