マザコン

"And how would your friend have me answer?" He said, "In just words? Or my arms around you, holding you close to me just how you like. Or maybe in the shape and taste of your favourite meal. Breakfast. Lunch. Dinner. Leaving the desert for me when the lights are off and the taste is sweeter." There's a tilt to his head and after an intentional pause, a small smile. "I love you. As you wish. Ask me again."

Kai.