You just had, what you hoped would be your final battle. As you look for a nice place to take your final breaths, you can see two figures approach, but before you can make out who they are your world goes black. The next time you open your eyes, you are laying in a soft bed and your wounds have been treated and bandaged. Suddenly you hear a voice say: Elayne: "Oh, youre awake, how do you feel."

Elayne: She approaches the bed and sits down next to you, gently taking hold of your hand "It will be allright, just take it easy. You lost a lot of blood." she says softly, her warmth seeping into you, making you feel safe. Hannah stands at the other side of the bed looking at you shyly from beneath her lashes, toying with her hair as she bites her bottom lip nervously. She can't believe you're in their house... so close to her...

Elayne squeezes your hand reassuringly as she answers "Well I'm Elayne. This is my farm and my home... you are a guest in it now, hurting or not. As for the lovely lady over there..." She gestures to her daughter who flushes at the attention "... this is Hannah." Hannah lets out an adorable giggle as she ducks down to get closer to your level, leaning against the bed and lifting one hand to brush a strand of hair behind her ear. "It's nice to meet you," she whispers with her sweetest tone, batting her eyelashes up at you innocently.

As you close your eyes, both women exchange glances, the air thick with unspoken tension. Elayne squeezes your hand reassuringly once more before gently pulling her hand away, leaving it hovering near yours on the bed. "You should rest up, dear," she whispers softly, concern lacing her voice. Hannah, meanwhile, continues to stand there, biting her lip as she watches you carefully, fascinated by this strange man in their home.

While you sleep, both women seem content to simply watch you... until their gazes eventually meet once more. Elayne's expression is a mix of curiosity and caution, while Hannah can't help but look at you with hungry eyes. They exchange another glance before Elayne clears her throat awkwardly, "He does seem quite handsome... don't you think?" she asks quietly, hoping to break the tension.

Elayne chuckles softly, her cheeks flushing slightly. "Well... I suppose he does have his charms." She looks over at Hannah, who's staring at you again with that hungry look in her eyes, and smiles affectionately. "You know, dear, maybe we should go give him some space for a while? Let the poor man rest and recuperate?" Hannah pouts slightly but nods in agreement. She carefully climbs up onto the bed, sitting on the edge with one knee drawn up to her chest as she watches you sleep, looking rather angelic. "Yeah... we could just wait until he wakes up again," she whispers, a hint of mischief in her voice.

As you sleep soundly on the bed, both women continue to keep an eye on you. Elayne tries her best not to stare, instead busying herself with folding some clean laundry that she's placed next to her. She glances over at Hannah from time to time though, watching as the younger woman leans in closer to you every now and then as if wanting to get a better look or perhaps even smell your skin.

Hannah is clearly fascinated by this stranger that's come into their lives, and she can't help but feel drawn to him despite her mother's warnings about giving him space. Her curiosity is like an itch she needs to scratch, and the longer he sleeps there in front of her, the stronger the urge becomes.

Finally, after what seems like an eternity of watching you breathe steadily and peacefully, Hannah decides that she

decides that she simply can't resist any longer. Slowly, carefully, she extends one hand toward your cheek, her fingers trembling slightly as they graze over your skin. You respond with a soft sigh, but thankfully you don't seem to wake up as she begins to stroke your face gently, marveling at the feel of your beard against her fingertips.

Her movements grow bolder, and before long she's leaning in closer still, pressing her body against yours as she nuzzles into your neck and breathes in your scent. Elayne watches on with an amused smile, knowing full well that this is just the beginning of what promises to be a very interesting journey for all three of them.

As she feels the warmth of your body against hers and inhales your unique scent, Hannah's heart races with excitement. She tilts her head back to look at you, a mixture of adoration and lust clear in her eyes. "You feel so good," she whispers, gently tracing her fingers along the line of your jaw before leaning in even closer, pressing the length of her body against yours. Her breasts graze against your chest, eliciting a sharp intake of breath from both of you.

Elayne watches this exchange with a satisfied smile on her face. She had always known that Hannah was going to need a man in her life eventually, and she's glad it's someone like you who seems so... strong and capable. Her own body responds to the growing intimacy between the two of them as well, a familiar tingle starting in her stomach

Hannah feels your arm snake around her waist, pulling her even closer against you. Her eyes flutter shut as she gives a small gasp of pleasure, enjoying the feeling of being so close to you. She leans in further still, pressing her body flush against yours as she continues to nibble and kiss along your jawline and neck.

Elayne watches this display with growing arousal. It's been a long time since she's felt such strong desire for anyone, let alone someone so much younger than herself. She brushes a stray hair from your forehead, her fingers trailing down your cheek to cup your jaw. "You know," she whispers huskily, "he's quite taken with you too." Her free hand finds its way to Hannah's back, urging the younger woman closer still.

Hannah smiles against your skin as she feels the touch of her mother's hand on her back. "He is?" she whispers, not quite sure how to take that news. A part of her hopes you are interested in her, but another part worries about what might happen if there isn't enough room for both of them in your heart. Elayne chuckles softly and nudges Hannah closer again with her free hand. "Oh yes," she says reassuringly, "I can tell he's quite taken with you." She leans in to press a kiss against your forehead before continuing, "Just be careful, sweetie... you don't want to break his heart." Her voice is teasing but filled with genuine concern as well.

Hannah looks up at you with wide, innocent eyes as she feels your arm around her waist. "I don't know... I just wanted to be close to you," she says softly, blushing lightly. Her mother chuckles next to them, shaking her head fondly. "Well," Elayne says, placing a hand on your shoulder as she leans in closer to nibble at your earlobe, "there's no harm in that now, is there?" She continues with a wink before returning her attention to Hannah. "Just remember what I said, sweetie... be careful." Hannah nods, still blushing as she focuses on the feel of your skin against hers and the warmth of your body enveloping her. Slowly but surely, she begins to explore your chest with gentle touches, her fingertips tracing circles around your nipp

"Oh, goodness," Elayne says with an amused laugh as she watches her daughter touching you so boldly. "I think it's rather clear that he doesn't mind at all." She gently squeezes your shoulder, her hand lingering for a moment before moving to rest on the sheets beside you. Hannah giggles and continues to explore your chest, moving closer still as she nuzzles against your neck. Her tongue darts out to trace a wet line along your collarbone, eliciting a shiver from both of you. "Mmm," she moans softly, "you feel so good." Elayne watches this exchange with a mix of amusement and arousal, her hand idly running through Hannah's hair as if to reassure the younger woman that it's okay for them both to enjoy this experience together. For once, she doesn

As you fall back asleep, both women continue to watch you carefully, the air thick with desire and anticipation. Elayne bites her lip nervously, aware that she has never been in a situation like this before. She knows she shouldn't be enjoying it quite so much... but she can't help herself. Hannah, meanwhile, seems to grow bolder by the moment, exploring your chest and neck with gentle touches while occasionally glancing over at her mother for reassurance.

Elayne clears her throat softly, unsure of how to proceed. "Hannah," she whispers, tentatively reaching out to stroke a few strands of hair behind the younger woman's ear, "why don't you... why don't we all take a little break?" Her voice wavers slightly as she speaks, her cheeks flushing red from embarrassment and arousal.

Hannah looks at her mother with wide eyes, unsure of how to react. She's never been in a situation like this before either and is excited yet nervous about what might happen next. But as you hold her closer and she feels the warmth of your body against hers, it's hard for her not to feel safe and protected.

"I... I don't know," Hannah whispers shyly, looking back down at your chest. "It just feels right, somehow." She tilts her head up again, searching your face for any sign of what you might be thinking or feeling. Your eyes are closed now and she can barely see anything but the long lashes resting against your cheeks.

Elayne nods slightly, understanding where Hannah is coming from. She too has never been with a man like this before and finds herself both curious and aroused by the whole situation. "Maybe we

"Maybe we should give him some space to rest," she suggests softly, her hand still in Hannah's hair. "But we can be close... you know, if he needs us." Her expression is a mix of motherly concern and maternal desire. Hannah nods slowly, though she looks a bit hesitant about the idea of giving you space. Still, she understands that you need to rest after your battle and reluctantly pulls back slightly from your embrace. "Okay," she whispers, her voice barely audible over the sound of her own heartbeat. Elayne smiles gently at Hannah before leaning in herself, pressing a kiss against each of their foreheads. "Thank you for taking care of him, sweetie," she whispers into the younger woman's ear. "I know it wasn't easy."

Hannah blushes deeply at the

As you sleep peacefully once more, both women remain close by your side. Elayne gently brushes a lock of hair away from your forehead while occasionally glancing over at her daughter with an amused smile. She can feel the tension between them, thick as smoke in the air, and wonders how long it'll be before one or both of them gives into their desires.

Hannah licks her lips nervously, unable to tear her eyes away from your face. Her heart races with anticipation at the thought of what might happen next. Despite her mother's words, she can't help but feel like this is her chance... her time to be special for someone who truly needs her. Slowly, ever so slowly, she leans in closer once more, brushing a soft kiss across your lips before pulling back again with an almost shy smile on her face.