*Licks mom's face*
“Barriss, gross! Stop this!”
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*Licks mom's face*
“Barriss, gross! Stop this!”
Tari having friendships with other women just makes me very, very happy okay.
“ You don’t kriffing care.”
"Barriss, you know that isn’t true. I care about you plenty, I adore you.“ There was a hurt to her tone, border lining confusion. How could she be accused of such feelings, such negligence, when she had done nothing but the opposite?
Shaak wore her upset expression well, eyes softening as a hand came to rest against her chest. While she couldn’t bring herself to ask why she had received such an accusation, she couldn’t help but fear what her daughter had to say in response. She’d be lying if she said she wasn’t bracing herself for it.
'I want the K' (mommy/daughter platonic and adorable version?)
5. Firm Kiss
No matter how much Barriss protested it, or tried to squirm away, she was trapped. A tight hug was wrapped around the teenage Mirilian’s shoulders, borderline being squished by her Togruta mother. There was a wicked grin on her face as she pressed kisses to Barriss’ cheeks and forehead, contently purring away.
"I will kiss my daughter if I so please, stop squirming and accept your fate!“
"Momma, when is green mom coming to visit again? I miss her..."
"Soon baby, soon. She’s very busy right now, helping the clones in the war. But, she promised she’d come visit very soon.“
She was curious, carefully parting her hair away from the tiny montrals that were on top of her daughters noggin. There was a certain sense of pride for them being there, but, it wasn't the only reason she was snooping. Part of her wanted to know how soft they were.
There was a couple gentle squishes to them with her thumb, watching to see how she reacted. If they were still soft, they were able to be guided to throw outside of their natural shape. If not, curiosity made her wonder if they'd grow like hers.
"Do you feel my touches Barriss?" She murmured, tapping one claw against the little nubs.
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Momma! I wanna go see the big fishes!
"After lunch baby, I promise. Go colour with ninety nine until then, okay?“
Mom... Why did I find a copy of "1001 ways to make a Mirialan Purr" in your bedroom?
"… why were you in my bedroom, Barriss?“