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The day had started out like any other, you woke up buried under colourful patchwork textiles, hand-crafted and worn over time. The warmth that had encompassed you throughout the night was no longer there as Lilia’s side of the bed sat empty with the lingering smell of vanilla and cinnamon. Lilia had to pry your hands off of her to get out of the bed and make breakfast, she always woke up earlier and liked to make sure you weren’t hungry at any point of the day - even the crack of dawn. She had a routine, and the most important part of that was making sure her girl had her chocolate pancakes, and that’s exactly what she was doing.
As you became more aware of your surroundings and eased back into consciousness, the smell of Lilia’s baking flooded your senses, sending low grumbles straight to your stomach as saliva all but seeped from your lips.With one labored stretch and a long groan, you had Lilia’s attention immediately. She turned to face you with a warm smile and her spatula in flour covered hands
~ Well good morning sleepyhead, how are you feeling?
You let out another low groan, too tired to form coherent sentences, and shoved your head into Lilia’s pillow, inhaling the comforting scent.
~ Looks like someone doesn’t want any of the breakfast I have just put so much love into making?
Lilia’s smile only grew wider as you shot up, you would never turn down anything she made and she knew that threatening to take away your breakfast would get you to do anything. You tore yourself from the blankets and made small steps in protest of having to get up.
~ Uh why can’t you just take my breakfast to me and then we can both eat in the comfy and warm bed
You moaned as you approached the chair Lilia had pulled out for you at the coffee table and sat, picking up your knife and fork. Lilia put down your plates and a jug of maple syrup as she replied
~ Because…
Lilia finally sat down opposite you, picking up your hand and stroking your knuckles as she spoke softly.
~ Then I would wake up to chocolate chips and crumbs in my cleavage, when I would much rather just have you there.
You grinned and let go of Lilia, picking up the maple syrup and tucking in to your pancakes as she watched and did the same. She always told you that you drowned her wonderful cooking with the amount of maple syrup you used, but it was never out of judgement.
Lilia was happy to cook for you whenever you needed and she had no care about calories or numbers. She loved how your body was sculpted like a goddess and would make a big parade about how perfect you were, and god, did she show that in bed. She would kiss you on every spot she could get her mouth on and she would happily stare at you all day if you both didn’t have your respective things to do.
Despite this, the past few days had taken a toll on you - you were beginning to grow out of all of your favorite clothes and had spent a lot of time in front of the mirror. Taking note of all the things you would change about yourself if you could, and worrying about when Lilia would finally see how ugly you are. These thoughts were never ones you let Lilia in on, and you sure as hell didn’t plan to.
However, this breakfast, Lilia noticed how you didn’t have the same joy on your features as you usually did, and you weren’t so eager to eat. She wiped her hands on a napkin and spoke with concern.
~ Honey, are you okay?
You were pulled from your string of thoughts and quickly put a smile on your face.
~ Yeah! These pancakes are really good, Lilia.
Lilia thanked you for the compliment but still carried a sense of unease about your unusual demeanor today. She would get to the bottom of this, she had to know what was up with her sweet girl.
The day continued like this, you were closed off and Lilia’s worry only grew. You were tending to the plants in your small garden when Lilia approached you, with a furrowed brow and a heart full of concern.
~ Y/N…
~ Yah?
You turned around and put down the rusty metal watering can at your feet, wiping the soil that coated your hands onto your trousers.
~ You know you're going to have to change those and wash your hands if you want to come anywhere near me.
Lilia joked but your smile faltered slightly, with all the negative thoughts whirling around your head, you actually believed her.
~ Hey…I’m only kidding.
Lilia gave you a sad smile and pulled you into her warm embrace, she didn’t mind getting a little dirty for the sake of hugging you.
~ What's going on in that pretty head of yours?
~ What do you mean?
~ Y/N, I’m not blind, there's something…off about you recently. I just want to understand what you’re thinking so I can at least try to help you.
~ Lilia, there’s really nothing.
You tried to convince her but she noticed the way your bottom lip wobbled slightly as you pulled away and your eyes found everything apart from her own.
~ How about we get you cleaned up. What do you think about a nice shower?
If your thoughts were bad before, they just got a million times worse. Lilia would see you… all of you. The scars, the stretch marks, the extra pounds you had added to your frame. Tears threatened to spill as you thought about the arrangement more, pooling in your eyes, but not falling. You never did that in front of Lilia - she had enough on her plate with her visions, the shop, her own trauma…Her visions were ghastly things and were often brought on by stress, if she knew the storm that was raging in your heart, she would feel and see it as much as you did.
~ Oh, it’s fine, you can shower without me.
Your voice was hushed as you looked down, playing with your fingers and chewing on your lip. Lilia’s warm palm found your face as she lifted your head up and stroked your cheekbone.
~ Darling…what’s going on inside that pretty head of yours huh?
~ I don’t want you to see me.
You walked away from her and entered the shop again, slouching down on the pillows of the couch, huffing and hiding your face in your hands.
~ What do you mean by that dear?
~ Lilia, have you not noticed? I’ve been putting on weight. How are you not repulsed by me?!
Your tears now spilled, as did Lilia’s as she listened tentatively, you knew she loved every part of you, but something fucked up in your head was screaming otherwise. You knew she would kiss every inch of your skin if you wished, but your brain pushed the idea that she would leave as soon as she saw you, the real you.
~ Oh, honey. I love you so much, every part of you. The scars, the stretch marks, all of it…they give you life, they show that you're human and you’ve had human experiences. So what if you've put on weight! It only gives me more of you to cuddle…and it means you love my cooking.
Her last sentence came out as more of a whisper as you both chuckled at Lilia’s egotistical remark. You knew all of what she was saying was true, but there was still some hesitation. Your tears stopped flowing and you looked up to see a mischievous expression painted on Lilia’s features.
~ Lilia?
She got closer to you now, her breath traveling over your neck as she left small pecks over your pulse point. Her lips moved higher and she approached your ear.
~ Maybe i need to show you how much mama adores her girl.
All you could do was let out a pathetic whimper and nod as her lips returned to your pulse point, this time nibbling and sucking on the sensitive flesh. Lilia’s hands found the hem of your shirt, not minding that it was covered in dirt, and lifted it over your head. You felt her hands on your own, moving them away from your stomach. You hadn't realized that you moved to cover it until Lilia whispered in your ear.
~ Mama wants to see all of you.
She reached around to unclasp your bra, with eased and practiced skill. You let out another small whimper as you felt her hand on your sternum, pushing you deeper into the pillows on the couch . Her lips left your neck and travelled down, along the top of your breasts and eventually to your nipples, taking them into her mouth one after the other and eventually grazing her teeth along the sensitive buds. You let out a gasp when you felt her bite down slightly, your hand moving to the back of her hair and pulling her closer to you. Her kisses travelled further, peppering delicate smooches all over your stomach. Lilia’s smile grew as she heard you giggling softly.
But as she got closer to where you wanted her, you became needy, erratically pulling down your trousers and underwear and showing her your glistening folds.
~ Someone’s eager.
~ Please, look how wet I am for you, mama.
~ I just want one thing from you first, do you think you can do something for mama?
~ Yes…anything…please.
~ Tell me you’re mama’s beautiful girl.
Your words got caught in your throat as you heard this. Was she really mocking you right now? You looked down to see Lilia’s genuine and knowing expression, her eyes locked onto yours.
~ I…
~ Darling, you can do it. Believe it for me.
~ I am mama’s beautiful girl.
Before you could even take back any of what you said, Lilia’s tongue was on your pussy, licking a strip up your folds and swirling around your clit - making you moan slightly.
~ Mama is going to reward you now sweetheart.
Her lips latched onto your clit and sucked hard as she pushed two fingers into you, slowly thrusting them in and out and curling them ever so slightly. She knew the exact things to do to make you feel good and she could feel how each thrust made you clench and drip with fresh heat. She doubled down on her efforts as your moans grew in pitch and your hips struggled to match the rhythm of her thrusts.
~ Does mama’s pretty girl want to cum?
~ P-please…I..Fuck.
Lilia’s free hand moved to stroke a single tear that fell from your eyes as you came undone, she remained looking up at how magnificent you looked when you came. Her fingers inside you slowed but didn’t stop, prolonging the pleasure you deserved to feel.
As your high flowed out of you, the thoughts returned. Not as bad as before, but still there. Lilia got off the couch and stood before you, slowly stripping down to her yellow, matching bra and knickers. You were too much in awe and in the afterglow to even make a noise, you just sat with your mouth hanging open. Lilia gently took your hand and guided it towards her crotch, you gasped as her wetness seeped through the fabric and coated your fingers.
~ That’s all from seeing you, my love, do you feel how my body responds to you, to how perfect you are.
Lilia sat down once again and spread her legs slightly, making a show of removing her ruined panties. She then unclasped her own bra and sat there, all spread and opened for you.
~ Can mama’s good girl make her feel good now?
You didn’t need any further instructions - your mouth was immediately on her breasts, suckling and nibbling slightly on her nipples, Lilia threw her head back and closed her eyes, you always were talented with your mouth. Your fingers soon found her clit, rubbing softly with the pads of your fingertips, making her almost growl.
~ G-god, you're so good for mama.
Her words only spurred you on, grazing your teeth along her nipple and speeding up the movements with your fingers, Lilia’s high was approaching quickly.
~ Fuck…mama’s gonna cum for her perfect girl.
You held Lilia in place with a hand on her stomach as she came hard. Both of you were now shaking and covered in each other's juices, but you were right where you wanted to be. You both got cleaned up and ended the night in each other's arms, you may not have believed you were beautiful, but Lilia sure did and she would remind you every chance she got.