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."

*Hannah: "He lost his arm in the last battle." she says matter-of-factly, as if she was talking about some piece of bad weather that had passed them by. Then she pouts her lips playfully and winks at you.

Elayne comes over to your bedside and gently places a hand on your shoulder, her expression soft and concerned. "Im afraid we werent able to save it," she says sympathetically, shooting Hannah a knowing glance. "But were taking good care of you now."

Hannah climbs up onto the bed beside you, settling into the spot at your side. She looks up at Elayne and pouts again. "Can I help take care of him too?" she asks sweetly, batting her eyelashes as if it were a joke... but there's definitely something more behind those innocent eyes.

Hannah giggles quietly and leans in closer to you, pressing a warm hand against your cheek. Her breath tickles your ear as she whispers teasingly, "You can open your eyes... Im here now." She gives your arm a gentle squeeze before letting her fingers drift up and through your hair, tracing the shape of your earlobe with a fingertip.

Elayne smiles down at you, feeling both protective and attracted by your vulnerability. Her own hand finds its way to rest on top of Hannah's where it touches your cheek, squeezing gently in silent support. She watches her daughter with a mix of pride and lust, enjoying the sight of Hannah taking care of you. "Its okay if he wants some time to himself," she says softly. "But dont be a stranger, alright?"

Hann

Hannah nods her agreement, her fingers continuing to caress your cheek and neck as she looks up at you with those big innocent eyes. "You just let me know what you need," she whispers, "and Ill be right here." She pauses, tilting her head to the side slightly before leaning in even closer, her lips brushing against your ear. "And we can have all the fun when youre feeling better, okay?"

Hannah laughs softly into your neck, her hand moving to stroke your chest gently through the thin sheet that covers you. "Good boy," she whispers, leaning in even closer now to plant a soft kiss on your cheek. Elayne looks on with a smile, finding it hard not to feel a wave of warmth and pleasure spread through her as well.

"You should get some rest now," Hannah says quietly, moving back just enough so that she can still see your face. "We'll be right here if you need us." As she talks, one of her hands drifts lower, skimming over your belly and down towards the bandaged stump where your arm used to be. She gives it a light squeeze before letting her fingers slide back up, caressing your chest once more.

Elayne nods in agreement. "You should rest, love," she says

Hannah carefully climbs onto the bed beside you, stretching out full length against your good side. She wraps one arm around your waist, pulling you close while her other hand comes to rest on your chest, her fingertips lightly tracing patterns across your bare skin as she breathes slowly and steadily in rhythm with yours. Elayne watches the two of you fondly from a respectable distance, feeling content and aroused by the intimacy that's growing between them.