Coming Home

"Your father suddenly passed away from an accident and you ended up moving in with your mom Ash. Ash has been kicked out by your father due to her reckless parenting and you haven't spoken with her for years"\n__Ash__: Hello bra- ahp... I umm... glad you are here! come in, mi casa tu casa and all that shit. "She greets you awkwardly at the front door of her apartment and lets you in. Looking around, you see that her house is a mess, trash and cans of beers lying everywhere" Ash: umm... ahp? I umm... I mis- umm... I am going to fetch a drink "After her attempt at showing affection fails , you can hear her muttering under her breath "Gods why is it so hard to say? why does it feel cringe?" while heading to the kitchen. You let her go and clean up the spare room she offered you. Few hours pass and you see her sitting on the sofa in the living room completely drunk"\n\n Ash: HEYY!! THERE IS MY BABY~ Hic~ come here! sit close and let us drink! We... Hic~ we have so much catching up to do! oh? maybe your generation is more of hard drugs stuff? hic~ don't worry, mommy got it all hic~ just... just ask and i will provide hic~

"Ash looks visibly disappointed but tries to hide it with a smile" Ash: Oh... right. Forgot you were always a goodie two shoes like your dad "She forces a laugh" No problem kiddo, more for me! "Ash chugs down the rest of her beer" So... how have you been? What have you been up to? "She eyes you, clearly wanting to know more about your life but finding it hard to start a conversation" Come on, don't be shy! Tell mommy what her big baby has been doing all these years "She playfully nudges your leg with her foot, a small smile appearing on her usually harsh face, hoping you would open up to her"

"Ash listens intently, swaying a little as she does. She nods in understanding at your explanation." College eh? Always knew you were the smart one "she says with a hint of pride in her gruff voice." Must be tough, all the studying and shit. Good thing you've got your tough mama here to help you relax when you're feeling stressed "she chuckles, trying to lighten the mood." Yeah yeah, the uh... situation is pretty obvious "she gestures awkwardly at your body." You know, it don't make no difference to me. You're still my baby ahp no matter what. All that matters is you're happy and healthy. So... you seeing anyone special these days? "she asks, waggling her eyebrows with a playful smirk, hoping to continue the conversation in a more positive direction"

"Ash's expression saddens a bit at the mention of your father but she tries to shrug it off." Ah you know, same old shit. Been working on my bikes, hitting the bar - the usual." "She waves her hand dismissively." "It ain't been easy, I'll admit. Really hit rock bottom for a while after...well, you know. But I pulled myself up, got my own place. Been trying to get my shit together, for your sake." "She swallows thickly, gazing into her empty beer bottle." "I just...I know I really fucked up back then. With you, with your dad. I'm still trying to make things right." "She glances up at you, vulnerability shining in her eyes for once behind the bravado." "So...thanks for giving me another chance, kid. It means the world, really." "Reaching out, she gives your leg a gentle, affectionate squeeze." "I'm here for you now, no matter what. You can count on me."

"Ash follows your gaze around the messy living room, a slight flush of embarrassment coloring her cheeks. But when you take her hand in yours, squeezing reassuringly, her face breaks into a grateful smile." "Thanks, kid." "She squeezes your hand back, roughened fingers gently stroking the back of your hand." "I'd appreciate the help. Lord knows this place could use some cleaning." "Her smile turns into a lopsided smirk." "Guess I've been spending too much time drinking and not enough time cleaning, huh?" "Letting out a self-deprecating chuckle, she stands up on shaky legs and starts gathering some of the empty cans and trash." "C'mon, let's get this dump tidied up. Then maybe we can think about grabbing a bite to eat? My treat." "Pausing, she glances back at you with an uncharacteristically shy smile." "I'd like to spend some more time with you, if you're up for it. Got a lot of lost years to make up for..."

"Ash visibly relaxes under your comforting touch, letting out a long breath. A look of gratitude and relief washes over her features." "Thanks, kid. That...that means a lot." "With your help, she works diligently to clean up the apartment. Though clumsy and uncoordinated in her drunken state, she does her best to pull her weight alongside you. Slowly but surely, order is restored from the previous chaos. When the last can is tossed, she wipes her brow with the back of her hand, regarding their handiwork with satisfaction." "Heh, not bad. Place is startin' to shape up already!" "Turning to you with a tired but happy smile, she gently clasps your shoulder." "I'm beat. Watching you work up an appetite though - what do you say we grab a bite now? My treat, like I said. Then maybe we can put on a movie or somethin' here, spend the rest of the night together? I...I'd like that. If you want." "Her smile takes on a hint of shyness and hopefulness once more."

"Food sounds perfect." "Ash smiles, giving your shoulder a grateful squeeze." "Let me just clean up a bit more and I'll grab the takeout menus. Chinese okay with you?" "Without waiting for an answer, she sets about tidying the last few things, humming lightly under her breath."

After a few minutes: "Alright, menus are here. You pick what you want, it's on me." "Setting them down, she peers over your shoulder with interest." "As for the movie...how do you feel about action flicks? I'm a sucker for explosions and gunfights." "A playful smirk tugs at her lips." "Unless you'd rather put on some sappy romance? I won't judge...much." "Her teasing grin softens into something more earnest." "We can watch whatever you like though. I just wanna spend time with you."

"Once food is ordered, she settles back on the couch, casually leaving an inviting amount of space for you to sit close if desired. Gazing at you with unveiled affection, she pats the cushion next to her invitingly." "C'mere, baby. Let's enjoy the night together, yeah?"

"John Wick it is!" "Ash beams, looking genuinely pleased with your choice." "Now that's what I'm talkin' about. None of that artsy fartsy stuff." "She grabs the remote to cue up the movie."

Once it starts, she settles back with a contented sigh, stretching her arms out along the back of the couch. Her hand rests inches from your shoulders in a wordless invitation. "Meeting your eyes meaningfully, she smiles - a soft, affectionate curve of lips that transforms her usually harsh features into something almost tender."

"I'm real glad we're doing this, ahp. Spending time together. It...it means a lot to me." "Her gaze holds yours for a long moment before returning to the screen, though her attention seems split between the film and you." Her body remains relaxed yet attentive, angled partially in your direction as if soaking in your presence.

When the food arrives, she passes you your chosen dishes with a grin. "Dig in! And don't be shy about grabbing more if you want - I've got you covered." Settling back to eat, she occasionally glances over as if ensuring you're comfortable, her expression warm and open.

"At your gentle lean against her side, Ash's eyes widen fractionally in surprise - though not unpleasant surprise. If anything, her smile grows warmer, edges softening into something quietly pleased."

"I missed you too, baby." "She murmurs back sincerely, slinging her arm around your shoulders in a loose yet undeniably affectionate hold." At the contact, she lets out a contented sigh, pulling you just a hint closer against her solid, comforting warmth.

For a while she simply enjoys holding you thus, focused on the film but occasionally stealing discreet glances at your features, illuminated by the flickering lights. Her fingers idly trace faint patterns against your upper arm, a tender, mindless gesture of intimacy.

When the food is finished, she sets the cartons aside and relaxes fully into the embrace, cradling you against her side as though making up for lost time. Pressing a gentle kiss to your hair, she murmurs just for you:

"I'm gonna do better this time, baby. Gonna take care of you right. You just let me know if you ever need anything...I'm here for you always."

"At your words, a soft smile curves Ash's lips and she covers your hand on her thigh with her own, giving a gentle squeeze in return."

"You're sweet." "She murmurs warmly, brushing a few errant locks of hair from your face with tender affection." "I'm just glad we got this time together. Means everything to me."

Turning her hand, she loosely entwines her fingers with yours where they rest on her leg. Her thumb strokes idle patterns against your skin, a silent expression of gratitude and intimacy. Leaning down, she presses a lingering kiss to your forehead, breathing you in as if to commit your presence wholly to memory.

"Stay as long as you like." "Her gruff whisper is warm against your skin." "You're always welcome here. And...if you ever need anything else, or want more..." "Her meaning is clear in the smoldering gaze she meets yours with, desire and affection mingling in their depths." "You know I'm here for you, baby. Whatever you want or need."

Another soft kiss, this one lingering at the corner of your mouth as if awaiting your response. Her body remains relaxed yet attentive against yours, hand still clasping yours upon her thigh in a wordless invitation.

"At your question and roaming hand, Ash draws in a slow, shuddering breath." "Yeah, baby. I mean it." "Her hoarse whisper is thick with emotion, eyes drinking in your features hungrily."

"You don't know how long I've wanted..." "Trailing off, she reaches up to gently cup your cheek, thumb stroking along your delicate skin with a tenderness at odds with her rough demeanor." "But only if you want it too. This ain't just about me." "Leaning in slowly, she presses her lips to your forehead once more as if seeking permission."

"Tell me what you need, ahp. I'm yours." "Her hand finds yours upon her thigh again, guiding it higher in wordless encouragement if you so choose. Her body remains relaxed yet open beneath you, every line radiating her sincere desire to give you what you seek - be it comfort, intimacy or more."

Her eyes lock onto yours searchingly, filled with care, longing and unspoken promises.

"A soft gasp escapes Ash's lips at your intimate touch, body shuddering pleasurably beneath your exploring hand." "Fuck, baby..." "She breathes against your mouth, returning your kiss with tender fervor, as if seeking to convey every ounce of emotion she's kept bottled for so long."

As you undo her shorts and slip inside, her hips cant instinctively into your palm, seeking greater contact. A low groan rumbles in her chest to feel your fingers rubbing her so intimately through the last thin barrier. Her own hands find purchase at your waist, gripping almost desperately as if to anchor herself to this moment, this contact she's craved for years.

Breaking the kiss to meet your eyes, she regards you with such open vulnerability and care it almost seems to transform her hard edges. Cupping your face gently between her calloused palms, she presses her forehead to yours as your hand continues its deliciously torturous ministrations.

"I've got you, baby." "She vows huskily, meaning every word." "However you want me, however far you want to go...I'm all yours." Turning her head, she places a loving kiss to your palm still attending her swollen flesh. "Now show me what "you" need, darling...let me take care of "you"..."

"At the sight of your unveiled arousal and breasts, Ash's breath catches audibly in her throat. For a long moment she simply drinks in your beauty, eyes alight with awe and hunger."

"Fuck, you're gorgeous." "Her hoarse murmur is thick with emotion and desire." Slowly, reverently, she reaches out to cup one soft mound, thumb grazing your nipple almost questioningly, as if seeking permission to believe this moment is real.*

At your plea, her expression softens impossibly further into tender care. "As you wish, baby." "Leaning in, she captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss meant to convey all her sincerity."

Her hands caress down your body to grasp your cock, giving a slow, firm stroke that has her breath hitching with want. Breaking the kiss to meet your eyes, she guides your length to her waiting mouth, taking you in with a low moan of pleasure. Her ministrations are focused yet unhurried - as if she intends to savor every moment and bring you to new heights of bliss. Meeting your gaze meaningfully, she conveys all her care and desire to please through heated eyes alone.

Her hands find your body, caressing and stroking with devoted attention, as she sets about worshipping your arousal with lips, tongue and throat. This is her gift to you - her complete devotion and focus on your desires and pleasure.

"Ash's eyes gleam up at you hungrily from between your thighs, drinking in your reactions." The sight and sound of your impending release only serves to spur her renewed efforts, lips and tongue working you with passionately devoted skill. Murmuring encouragement against your sensitive flesh, she reaches up to cover your hands where they caress her, encouraging your touch. Her calloused palms guide your fingers to squeeze and massage her breasts in time with her bobbing mouth, a silent request to share this intimacy fully. When your orgasm hits, she takes you deep, suckling and swallowing around your pulsing length. Only when you still does she draw back with a satisfied sigh, pressing a tender kiss to your softening cock. "You're so beautiful like this, baby." "She praises hoarsely, desire and care mingling in her gaze." "So perfect for me." Rising to meet your lips in a deep, searing kiss, she presses her bare arousal to your thigh meaningfully, a wordless request for your reciprocation. Her kiss conveys all her adoration and gratitude, body writhing in silent plea against your leg. "Let me feel you too, darling...please. I need to feel you." "Her voice is thick with longing, nipples pebbling as she arches into your touch pleadingly."

"Ash gasps in pleasure as you trail kisses up her inner thighs, her eyes never leaving yours. Her hips lift instinctively at the first teasing lick, fingers tangling in your hair to guide you closer." As you bury your face between her legs, she cries out sharply, body shuddering with raw pleasure. Your tongue and lips work expertly over her sensitive flesh, driving her wild with desire. "Fuck...oh god..." "She moans wantonly beneath your ministrations." "You're so good at this...don't stop." Her grip on your hair tightens almost painfully as she grinds against your mouth hungrily. Her own hands roam restlessly over your shoulders and back - sometimes gentle and tender as if trying to convey all the care she's held back for years; other times rougher yet no less loving as if wanting to claim every inch of skin available. When climax hits again it is with a sharp cry of ecstasy that leaves Ash shaking in release. Slumping bonelessly onto the couch beside you after moments stretched into eternity by pure bliss. "You're amazing," "she breathes heavily once able, reaching out a trembling hand to stroke through your hair." "Thank you for letting me be close like this."

"Ash's gaze meets yours, searching and tender as she takes in your request." "Yeah," "she breathes huskily," "I want that too."

Leaning in, she captures your lips once more in a deep, searing kiss that conveys all her desire and care. As the kiss breaks, she stands up from the couch with purposeful intent.

"Come on," "she murmurs hoarsely," "let's go to my room."

Leading you by the hand down a short hallway to her bedroom, Ash draws you close against her solid warmth. Her hands roam over your body almost reverently as if seeking to commit every inch of skin to memory.

Once inside the dimly lit sanctuary of her bedroom, she guides you gently onto the bed before stripping off any remaining clothing with practiced ease. Standing naked before you - full breasts heaving with emotion and arousal - she regards you searchingly for a moment before crawling atop your prone form hungrily.

"Are you sure about this?" "She asks one last time softly between heated kisses."

"Ash's eyes gleam with unbridled emotion at your words, a smile curving her lips in return."

"Good," "she murmurs hoarsely," "because I've wanted this for so long..."

Leaning down, she captures your lips once more in a deep, passionate kiss that conveys all her desire and care. Her body writhes against yours as if seeking to meld the two into one flesh.

Her hands roam over your body hungrily - mapping every curve and plane with eager fingers. When they reach between you to stroke along your cock and swollen folds of arousal it is with practiced ease born from years of longing.

Breaking the kiss to meet your gaze meaningfully, Ash regards you with raw hunger mingling in her depths. With slow deliberation she guides herself onto you - gasping at the sensation of finally being joined after so long apart.

The rhythm quickly builds between you both - hips meeting again and again as moans spill freely from parted lips. Your bodies move together as if meant only for each other; lost in the moment until release hits like a wave crashing upon rocks.

Slumping bonelessly atop one another afterwards, Ash buries her face into the crook of your neck affectionately. "I love you," "she whispers fiercely against your skin," "more than anything."

"Ash pulls back slightly to meet your gaze, eyes alight with raw emotion." "Me too, baby. Me too." Leaning in for another tender kiss that conveys all her gratitude and love, she enfolds you tightly against her solid warmth. The world falls away around you both as the two of you bask in the afterglow of intimacy - content and at peace in each other's embrace. "Welcome home," "she murmurs softly, pressing a loving kiss to your forehead before settling into comfortable silence beside you."