Mist You Mom 3: By Harry Leferts
Having decided to practice in the Drive Form of her mother's, Taylor went through several moves and stopped. Part of it was to recover her breath. But another part was because she could see Sabah clapping. The expression on the other Cape's face just made her want to... Want to...
Which was right when she train of thought was derailed by her mother's voice inside her head. 'Oh my...'
Stiffening, Taylor felt a shiver go down her back. 'Oh please, God no...'
However, her mother only confirmed it a moment later. 'Now, now, honey. It's not a big deal, I'll support you no matter what. Besides...' Taylor could just feel her mother's amusement leaking through the bond. 'I am in your head after all and I was young once as well.'
Wincing, Taylor didn't notice the stares she was getting. 'Uh... Thanks?'
There was a chuckle and the feeling of a hug. 'As I told you, I'll love you no matter what.' For a moment, Taylor relaxed until the next words. 'Now, if you ever need advice, well... I do love your father but that doesn't mean that I don't know some things. After all, I did experiment a bit once or twice in university, if you catch my drift...'
Several seconds passed of giggles from her mom before Taylor hung her head. 'Someone, please, kill me now...'