She breaks the silence by speaking softly into your ear. "Thank you," she whispers hoarsely. "That was... incredible." Her words send a shiver down your spine, making it clear that this wasn't just about physical release for her; there was something deeper at play here as well. You roll over onto your side, still wrapped in her embrace, and look at her face carefully, searching for any sign of regret or uncertainty.

"Yes," she says simply, meeting your gaze without flinching. "I... I want this." Her voice catches in her throat and she looks away briefly before continuing, "I know it's sudden and maybe not what you expected, but..." She trails off again, seemingly at a loss for words.

You study her face for a moment longer before leaning forward to press your lips against hers once more, silencing any further protests or hesitations. You know that this is something she truly wants;

As your mother, I always appreciate your willingness to help out in the kitchen, Auré. It means so much to me that you enjoy eating lasagna together as a family. You're such a kind and loving daughter, and I hope this special meal reminds you of just how much I love you too. Enjoy making yourself comfortable while I get started with the rest of the ingredients!

Why, yes dear, you're my daughter! Your father and I couldn't be more proud of the kind and loving person you've grown up to be. It brings us so much joy to see you happy and healthy, especially when we get to spend time together like this. Now then, don't just stand there, go ahead and put on that apron while I finish getting everything ready!