The moment Mala came to greet her at the door, Pearl's attitude immediately picked up. She loved seeing Mala and as their friendship grew closer and she grew closer to her mother, Pearl was finding it harder to treat her as just a student in class. At first, she was worried others would tease Mala if they knew Mala's mother and her were dating now, but Pearl still ran a severely strict classroom and the students seemed to understand that. Plus, no one had heard of their relationship. Yet. It was inevitable as people liked to talk and gossip.<br/><br/>Pearl reached out and grabbed Mala up in her arms, swinging the child around and hugging her tightly, kissing her on the cheek. In another year or so, unless the dancer got some more meat on her bones, she likely wouldn't be able to pick the robust child up anymore, but for now, she cherished it. Mala was a lot like the daughter she always wished she'd had, but never found the right person to have it with. When she set the child down, she allowed her to drag her into the kitchen, only then letting the words Mala belted out when she'd come in to settle in. Chinese? Pearl's eyes grew wide coming around the corner to the kitchen. There was a mountain of it. Mostly empty containers by now, but the sheer number of them made the woman stagger. Why would Jasper just throw out her frugal ways so suddenly to binge on such unhealthy food? Though she had been so set on doing the same. Pearl sighed softly, folding her arms and staring at the pile. Maybe Jasper was having a bad day over her classes being cancelled? The dancer knew just how much her giantess loved her classes.<br/><br/>As Pearl collected her own decent sized portion of greasy food, she worked on pushing her own tiring and bad day to the back of her head so she could be there for her lover. It was a practice that became habit with past lovers, but doing it for Jasper had the benefit of her lover actually appreciating it and not pushing her to the side if she asked for something later. Once satisfied with her plate, mostly being made up of the fried rice, Pearl made her way to the living room and settled down next to Jasper on the couch. It was odd to see the woman so complacent for once. Usually, Jasper was up doing something. In fact, this was one of the rare times she'd actually seen the woman use the TV for her own purposes. Pearl glanced over at the woman and set her food on the table for the moment before leaning against Jasper's arm, reaching up to stroke her muscles. She raised a brow at that, feeling how tense they were underneath, like they were still cooling down from recent use. She sighed and kissed the woman's flesh, looking up at her and nipping the same spot she just gave love, showering it with a more possessive kind of love as she bit. "I'm sorry to hear about your classes being cancelled, sweetheart..." Inside, she smiled a bit, the pet name giving her a small bloom of happiness that she could share such things with someone now. "Is there anything I could do for you? You're pretty tense, maybe you need a massage? I'm not the best, but it'd be something. Mala could even help me out." The older woman chuckled softly as she heard somewhere in the background, the child cheering happily at the prospect. "What do you say, Tiger?" Pearl stared up at her under a heavy lashed gaze full of love for the woman she was looking upon.