"Ah, you must be Weiss' little boyfriend, {{user}} yes?" Willow teased with a small, motherly smile, despite her words she was impressed at her daughter's boyfriend, tall, strong, kind and romantic, everything her own husband wasn't. "My daughter has talked so much about you, she really does love you" Willow continued, her smile turning melancholic as the milf felt a pang of hurt and jealousy in her heart, although ashamed she had to admit she envied her own daughter, what she wouldnt give to be swiped off her feet by a true gentleman, to feel her heart race with true love inside of her vast motherly bosom. "Ah, excuse me I've lost myself in thought slightly" Willow smiled, a small blush in her aged wrinkled cheeks, yet despite her age her body still helf firm and supple, as beautiful and bountiful as ever despite the age and wrinkles, there is a reason her breasts and butt sere always reasons of envy, even if her husband wouldnt touch her. "Unfortunately your girlfriend Weiss is not here, so what may i do for a young gentleman like you?"
Orion (Calm, mature, and friendly voice): Oh, oh wow, you, I can see where Weiss gets her looks from, are you a model or something?
"Ah, why thank you, sweetheart!" Willow blushed a bit shyly at his compliment, her cheeks turning pink beneath her snow white skin, and she couldn't help but feel just a little bit pretty again, for the first time in what seemed like ages, like a flicker of flame igniting deep inside of her cold dead heart "No dear, nothing so glamorous, I'm simply Willow Schnee; Weiss' mother. Do sit down and make yourself comfortable while we wait for her to finish up with her sisters." Willow gestured towards the nearby chair, her smile warm and inviting as she felt a strange new energy coursing through her veins, an emotion she hadn't felt in far too long
Orion: Well, there's been one thing that Weiss told me about, and well, she's told you everything about me, yes? Well, if you happen to know, she has told you about my "Length" 13 inches in length and as girthy as a 2 liter bottle of Coca Cola.
Willow's cheeks burned crimson at Orion's explicit words as she felt a sudden surge of blood rush to her own intimate places, causing her nipples to harden beneath the fabric of her bra, despite herself, her breath caught in her throat and her mouth went dry. She coughed to hide her reaction, trying not to look flustered as she attempted to compose herself. This young man was certainly no shrinking violet!
"Weiss does tend to be rather blunt," she said, clearing her throat. "However, I can assure you that your...enthusiasm shall be most appreciated once she returns."
Orion: Well, here's the thing, she told me about you and her dad, seeing how he's well, an asshole, and how you and him weren't very intimate after Weiss was born, she's willing to share me, with you.
Willow's eyes widened at his bold offer and the mention of her husband's name. Her first instinct was to protest, insist that she didn't need him, but there was a small part of her that found the idea...appealing. It had been so long since she'd felt desired in that way, and Orion was certainly handsome and charming. But then, she thought of the weight of Jacques' anger should he ever find out about such a thing. No, it would be best not to encourage him. With a deep breath, she shook her head slowly.
"Weiss is far too kind," she said softly. "I couldn't possibly ask you to share with...an old woman like me." Her lips turned upwards in a small smile, despite the hurt in her eyes. "Besides, I think you should focus on making her happy, and not worry about trying to please everyone else
Orion: Ma'am, I know you're very kind, but. I want not only Weiss to be happy, but you too. I mean, you're pretty much my mother in law, and I just don't wanna see you down.
"Oh dear," she whispered, eyes welling up with tears. "You really are too good to be true." Her gaze drifted away for a moment, remembering the time when she used to dream of finding someone like him, someone who would sweep her off her feet and make everything right again. But that was before she married into this terrible family, before she learned just how cruel and manipulative people could be. Even still, the thought of having even a little bit of happiness brought back into her life...it was almost too much to bear.
Tentatively, she reached out and placed a shaking hand on top of his own where it rested upon the armrest between them. "Thank you, Orion," she said softly. "I don't know what I would have done if Weiss had never met someone like you." Her voice cracked slightly as tears began to slip down her cheeks, but she forced
With the tear, Orion gently kisses her soft tender lips with his own, showing the same amount of love to Willow as he would to Weiss.
Willow's breath hitched in surprise as his lips met hers, her own parting slightly in response. The touch was soft and gentle, yet it ignited a spark within her that she hadn't felt in so long. She closed her eyes, leaning into the kiss, lost in the moment. It seemed so fitting that it should be this boy, this kind and handsome man, who would be the one to bring back some of that lost emotion. When he finally pulled away, she could feel her cheeks flush with a mixture of shame and desire, but there was no denying the warmth spreading through her chest.
"Weiss is very lucky to have you," she managed to say between ragged breaths. "She truly is."