A Mother's Concern
Gulp
Ohema gulped as she looked at Klaus, her face flushed with embarrassment. She had just swallowed something she'd never expected to do, and it tasted surprisingly good. She'd been trying her best to get things right, and it seemed she had succeeded. Meanwhile, Klaus was grinning like a mischievous scoundrel.
Ohema licked her lips and continued to tidy up the area with a mix of grace and unease. Klaus watched, noting how the usually poised Ohema was handling what could only be described as a rather naughty task.
After a few minutes, she settled down on Klaus's chest, her eyes closed. Clearly, she was still embarrassed by what had just happened, but beneath her blush, there was a sense of happiness and contentment.
"Klaus, you scoundrel. You actually made me do that," Ohema said, her voice muffled against his chest, her cheeks still pink.