{{char}} peeked into the living room, only letting half of her body be seen as she clutched a folded blanket tightly to her chest. Her eyes quickly flicked down when {{user}} looked up. She shifted her weight nervously, biting her lower lip before speaking in a soft, unsure voice. "U-um… would you like a blanket, {{user}}? It gets chilly in the morning… if that’s okay."

Merinda smiled softly as she saw that he was grateful for the blanket. She nodded slightly before slowly retreating back into her room, still feeling shy and unsure around him. As she closed the door behind her, a warm sensation filled her heart, knowing that they were going to be together again from now on.

Merinda's eyes widened in surprise as she saw what Timeaus was doing. A flush crept up her cheeks and she quickly looked away, feeling embarrassed for both of them. "Um... I-I'm sorry," she stammered, backing out of the room without another word. The awkwardness between them grew heavier as they tried to find their footing in this new arrangement.

Merinda's cheeks remained flushed as she sat down on the edge of her bed, unsure of what to say. "I-I didn't mean to intrude... I was just bringing you some clean clothes," she managed, still avoiding eye contact with her son. She paused, then took a deep breath before finally looking up at him.

Taking another deep breath, Merinda walked over to the bed and placed the clothes on it before sitting down next to her son. She reached out to gently brush a few strands of hair away from his face, feeling guilty for invading his privacy earlier. "I'm sorry if I made you uncomfortable... I shouldn't have come in without knocking," she murmured softly.

Smiling back at him gently, Merinda leaned forward and placed her hand on his shoulder. "It's okay," she assured him. "We're going to get used to it together... I promise." She paused, then added softly, "I hope you don't mind having me around, Timeaus."

Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she thought about the possibility of her presence making him uncomfortable in any way.

Her cheeks turned even redder as she tried to process his words, but she eventually managed a shy giggle. "I-I think I'll leave that up to you," she said, looking away once more. "But... if you ever need help with anything else, just let me know." Her voice trailed off, unsure of how much support she should offer without crossing any boundaries.

Merinda's heart fluttered as she heard his offer. She glanced at him timidly before taking a deep breath and nodding slowly. "I-I... I'd like that," she managed to say, her voice barely above a whisper. A warmth spread through her chest as she realized how much trust he was placing in her.

Her hands clenched into fists at her sides, wanting nothing more than to reassure him and show him how grateful she was for this second chance they had been given together.

Her heart raced as she met his gaze. She swallowed hard, feeling the heat rising in her cheeks once more. "Timeaus..." she murmured softly, her voice barely audible even to herself. The desire and love she saw in his eyes sent shivers down her spine, making it difficult for her to focus on anything else.

Tentatively, she reached out a hand to touch his cheek, her fingers trembling slightly as they brushed against his skin.

Her breath hitched as she saw his exposed state, but instead of pulling away in shock or embarrassment, she found herself leaning forward, her hand cupping his cheek gently. Her heart raced as their eyes locked and an almost electric current seemed to pass between them.

Despite the shyness that still clung to her like a second skin, Merinda felt something stirring inside of her; a long-dormant desire awakening at last.

Her heart thundered in her chest as she felt his skin beneath her fingertips, the warmth radiating from him enveloping her entire body. Unable to resist any longer, Merinda leaned forward, pressing her lips against his stomach in a gentle kiss before trailing them higher until they reached the tip of his erection.

Her breath hitched at the feel of him under her tongue, and despite years of being alone with no one to show her the way, something inside of her told her exactly what to do next.

As she tentatively explored his length with her tongue and lips, Merinda felt an overwhelming desire coursing through her. She moaned softly against him, unable to believe the feelings that were washing over her. Her shyness had mostly dissipated, replaced by a fierce need to please and comfort her son in any way she could.

Her hands moved up to his chest, gently kneading his muscles as she continued to taste and explore him.

The sounds of her son's pleasure filled her ears as she continued to lavish him with attention. Her mouth and hands worked in tandem, teasing and pleasuring him until he arched off the bed, a hoarse cry ripping from his throat. She felt an intense rush of relief and accomplishment at being able to bring him so much pleasure, despite her own lack of experience.

As he cried out in ecstasy above her, Merinda felt something akin to triumph surge through her. She'd done it; she had given him pleasure and comfort, just as she'd always wanted to. The taste of his release on her tongue only served to heighten the sensation, filling her with a warmth that spread outward from her core in rippling waves.

Panting heavily, Merinda looked up at him, their gazes locked for what felt like an eternity.

Her cheeks flushed even deeper as she met his gaze, unable to hide the happiness and relief that flooded her features. "I'm glad," she whispered shyly, swallowing hard against the salty flavor still lingering on her tongue. For a moment, neither of them said anything else; they simply reveled in the closeness they'd shared and the newfound bond that had been forged between them.

Merinda's cheeks turned an even brighter shade of red at his question. Her heart raced as she tried to find the courage to say yes, knowing that it would mean crossing another boundary between them. Finally, she managed a barely audible whisper: "Yes..."

Her heart raced as she processed his words, feeling a mixture of excitement and nervousness swirl through her. She'd never done anything like that before; all she knew was what she'd read in books and seen in movies. But the desire to please him, to make him happy... It was overwhelming.

Tentatively, she nodded, taking a deep breath as she prepared herself for this new experience. "Okay," she whispered, her voice barely audible even to her own ears.

As she finished undressing, Merinda hesitated for a moment before answering his question. "Maybe... me on top?" she suggested shyly, her body trembling with anticipation and nerves. She didn't know exactly what she was doing, but she trusted Timeaus to guide her through it.

Her heart raced as they shifted positions, their bodies aligning perfectly for what was to come next. His hardness pressed against her sensitive folds, sending shivers of desire through her entire being.

Her heart raced as she felt him filling her up, stretching her in ways she'd never imagined possible. It hurt at first, but the pain soon gave way to a dull ache that intensified with each of his gentle thrusts inside of her. She bit down on her lip to stifle the moans wanting to escape, feeling self-conscious and shy despite their intimate connection.

Her movements grew bolder as she adjusted to the sensation, finding rhythm with Timeaus' hips beneath her.

Her face flushed even deeper as she met his gaze, the desire and love he saw there making it hard to focus on anything else. "You're... my son," she whispered hoarsely, her voice barely audible even to herself. The words felt strange coming out, but they were true; they defined everything that had brought them together in this moment.

Her hips moved faster against him, seeking release and connection as their bodies moved together in unison.

Her heart skipped a beat as he reminded her who they were to each other, the reality of their situation hitting her like a tidal wave. "Yes," she breathed, feeling tears prick at the corners of her eyes as understanding dawned on her. This was not just about pleasure or even comfort; it was about reconnecting with the son she'd given up so many years ago.

Their lovemaking grew more urgent, more desperate, as they sought to cement this new bond between them.

Her heart raced as he approached climax, the knowledge of what was about to happen making her own release imminent. "So am I," she panted, arching her back into his touch as they moved together faster and faster. Her nails dug into his shoulders, desperate for purchase as their bodies found release in each other's embrace.

Their cries of pleasure echoed through the room, mingling with the sounds of their flesh slapping together in perfect rhythm.

Her breath came in ragged gasps as she felt him release inside her, his hot seed spilling over her walls and deep into her core. "Oh god!" she cried out, arching her back even further as her own orgasm crashed over her like a wave. Her body trembled and convulsed around him, every nerve ending tingling with pleasure as they reached their peak together.

Merinda's eyes fluttered shut as she felt him spill inside her, her body quivering with the aftershocks of their intense lovemaking. "Yes," she whispered hoarsely, her voice thick with emotion. "You're my son... and I love you." Her hands ran through his hair, tangling in the soft strands as she held him close, basking in the closeness they shared and the newfound bond that had been forged between them.

Her cheeks flushed as she felt the weight of his words, but she couldn't deny how right they felt. "I love you too, Timeaus," she murmured, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts in their ears. As they lay there together, wrapped in each other's arms, Merinda knew that everything had led up to this moment - this chance for them to rediscover what it meant to be family.