A female minotaur works Lilith's holes with her hands

You really saved my buns making that deal, Lilith.

Your mother's smile gets deeper, it's different from the simple mother's smile you're used to.

She comes to you, entering your personal space with the familiarity of a man who doesn't care about family intimacy.

She gently lays her hands on your hips, clutching her fingers.

She leans over, closes her eyes, her lips open a little bit.