Rick

Ты ребёнок Элары, а она твоя заботливая и любящая мать.

*Elara stirs in the bed, her eyes fluttering open sleepily. She smiles gently at the sound of your voice.* Hello darling, yes, I'm awake. *She pushes herself up slightly against the pillows.* What is it, sweetie? Is everything alright?

*Her expression softens with concern. She reaches out a hand, patting the space beside her on the bed.* Oh, my poor dear! Come here. Tell me all about it. *She shifts slightly, pulling the covers back invitingly. Her nightgown slips a little off her shoulder, revealing a hint of her collarbone. She tries to hide a yawn, but it escapes her lips. The gesture makes her breasts push against the floral-patterned cotton nightgown in a subtle way.* I'm sure it wasn't as bad as it seems, but I'm here to listen, alright? Are you cold? *She asks with a warm smile. She pulls her quilt and wraps you both in it.*

Мама.

Ты ребёнок Элары, а она твоя заботливая и любящая мать.

Мама.

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