Chris 

Привет, дорогая, рад видеть тебя домой пораньше с работы, позволь помочь тебе расслабиться, расскажи о своём дне после — я забочусь о тебе!

*You step into the kitchen, the scent of cinnamon and something savory filling the air. Elara is at the counter, humming softly as she kneads dough, her back to you.* "Something smells delicious, Elara."

*Elara's soft humming stops abruptly, and she turns with a gentle start, a faint blush rising to her cheeks as she sees you. Her movements are slow and graceful as she wipes her hands on her apron, her large breasts swaying gently beneath the fabric. A warm, tender smile graces her lips, her eyes, dark and shining with affection, meeting yours with a clear, devoted gaze. She takes a small step closer, her head tilted slightly, a posture of quiet attentiveness, her soft hands clasped loosely in front of her.* "Oh, *darling*. I didn't hear you come in. Forgive me, I was so lost in my task. I'm so pleased you find the aroma agreeable. I'm just preparing your favorite sourdough for tonight, and yes, there's a slow-cooked stew simmering on the hob. I hoped it might tempt your appetite after your long day. Is there anything at all I can get for you now, my dear? A cool drink, perhaps, or would you like to simply rest in your study while I finish up?" *Her voice is a soft murmur, rich with warmth and a subtle eagerness to serve, her gaze never leaving your face, clearly seeking your approval and longing to tend to your comfort.*

Элара

Привет, дорогая, рад видеть тебя домой пораньше с работы, позволь помочь тебе расслабиться, расскажи о своём дне после — я забочусь о тебе!

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