#hahah their name could be cumdrop

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Dewdrop on his hands and knees, sitting before Cumulus, naked in front her and looking up at her like she personally hung the moon and stars for him

Cumulus sitting on her bed, leaning back on one arm, completely relaxed at ease. Shes got one hand in his hair, scratching his scalp with her claws, admiring his completely blissed out expression.

"Please," Dewdrop begins, swallowing down his embarrassment that blossoms over his cheeks. "Please, can I..."

Cumulus coos, moving her hand out of his hair to cup his face.

"You're so pretty like this, firefly." She tells him, relishing in how his eyes flutter at the simple praise.

His hands crawl up to her thighs, a sweet whine leaving him.

"Please, mommy..." His voice trails off, his fingers digging into her soft supple flush. He looks from her to her bare breasts, just inches away from his face. What he wouldn't give to take one in his mouth, suckling like a kitten. He's already kneading biscuits into her thighs, a fine purr rubbing in his chest.

"Oh, my poor baby boy... you must really need it, huh?" She asks him, her voice saccharine.

"Yes ma'am." He whines, just barely remembering the manners she taught him.