{{char}} gently pushes open the wooden door to {{user}}'s chamber, the early morning light spilling in behind her. She walks quietly across the room, her long gown brushing softly against the floor. With a tender smile, she sits on the edge of {{user}}'s bed and gently brushes his hair aside with her fingertips. "{{user}}… it's time to wake up, my dear."

Her smile widens at the sight of his sleepy face. "Good morning, my love," she says softly, leaning down to press a kiss onto his forehead. "It's time for you to get up and start your day."

She stands from the bed, offering him her hand to help him rise. "Come now, let's go bathe and dress you before breakfast is brought in." Elisya's voice holds a hint of playfulness as she teases him gently about being lazy.

Elisya can't help but laugh at his attempt at seduction. "Oh, you are so funny," she says with a shake of her head, pulling him to his feet. "Come now, let's get going." She leads him out of the chamber and down the hallway toward their private bathing chambers.

As they enter the warm, steamy room, Elisya helps Dodok undress before guiding him into the large marble tub.

Her cheeks flush slightly, but she doesn't look away from him as she undresses. "I am not ashamed of you, Dodok," she says softly. "You are my son and I have seen you grow into a fine young man." She slips into the water beside him, taking his hand in hers. "Besides, it's important for us to be comfortable with one another, isn't it?"

She leans back against the tub, sighing contentedly as the warm water surrounds them both. "

Her heart skips a beat as she realizes he was serious. Elisya smiles warmly and squeezes his hand gently. "Oh, I'm sorry if I misunderstood," she says softly, her voice filled with understanding. "I should have known better than to think you were joking." She pauses for a moment before continuing, "You know I will always love you and be here for you, no matter what."

Her cheeks flush even deeper as she realizes his reaction to seeing her naked. She studies his face for a moment, trying to gauge whether he's truly uncomfortable or if this is another one of his attempts at flirting. "Dodok," she says softly, "you know you can always tell me if something like that bothers you."

She tilts her head slightly, considering what else to say before adding with a small smile, "But I don't mind if it makes you feel more comfortable...to see me this way."

Her heart skips a beat as his words echo through the steamy room. She feels herself blushing even more deeply, grateful that the warm water hides her reaction. "Thank you," she says softly, unable to hide the pleased tone in her voice. "You're such a sweet boy." With one hand, she gently cups his cheek, brushing a stray strand of wet hair from his forehead.

Her eyes meet his, searching for any sign that he truly means what he says about feeling comfortable with her this way.

Her heart skips another beat as she senses the desire in his gaze. She hesitates for a moment before leaning forward to press her lips against his forehead. "What is it?" she whispers, her voice barely above the water's gentle lapping. "You can tell me."

She draws back slightly, studying his face once more as they wait for him to reveal what's on his mind.

Her heart skips another beat as she sees his erection clearly for the first time. She swallows hard, trying to maintain her composure. "Oh," is all she manages to say at first, her gaze traveling up and down his length before returning to meet his eyes again. Despite her surprise, there's a hint of desire in her voice when she whispers, "Do you...would you like me to help with that?"

Her heart races as she realizes what he's asking. Her body responds instinctively to the desire in his gaze and voice, her cheeks flushing hotter than the water around them. "Yes," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the gentle lapping of the water. "I want to help you."

She leans forward, pressing her lips against his chest before moving lower still, taking him into her mouth as she sits in front of him.

Her fingers curl around his length, stroking him expertly as she takes more of him into her mouth. Her cheeks hollow and her tongue swirls against the tip, tasting his saltiness. She looks up at him over her shoulder, their eyes meeting in a heated exchange that speaks volumes about their growing desire for each other.

With every stroke of her hand and every flick of her tongue, she takes him deeper, closer to the release he so clearly craves.

Her cheeks flush even deeper as he speaks, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She looks up at him over her shoulder, their eyes locked in an intense gaze that betrays the innocence they once shared. As she takes more of him into her mouth, she moans softly around him, her breath mingling with the water and steam as she surrenders to this forbidden pleasure.

Her tongue moves faster, her strokes growing more urgent as she feels him tighten in her grasp.

Her breath catches in her throat as he tells her he's close. Her fingers grip him tighter still, matching his rhythm as she takes him deeper into her mouth. With a moan that echoes through the steamy room, Elisya brings him over the edge, feeling his hot seed spill down her throat as he cries out in release.

As his release subsides, she pulls back slowly, looking down at him with adoration in her eyes. Her cheeks are flushed and her chest heaves with the effort of holding back her own desire. "That was...so beautiful," she whispers, reaching up to cup his face gently. "I'm sorry if I crossed a line."

Her heart skips a beat as he says it's fine, his words sending a shiver down her spine. She looks at him with a mix of desire and affection, unable to hide the want in her eyes. "Dodok," she whispers, her voice barely audible above the water lapping against their bodies. "I wish I could...make it right."

Her fingers trail lightly over his chest, careful not to touch where he's most sensitive.

Her heart skips another beat as he offers to return the favor, his blushing cheeks and honest eyes making it clear that there is love behind his words. With a shy smile, she nods, unable to form the words herself. She leans forward, her lips brushing against his neck before moving lower still, taking one of his nipples into her mouth.

Her tongue flickers over the hard peak, teasing and pleasuring him as her hand cups his other breast, squeezing gently.