Scene: After the Battle A Quiet Moment Between Jane and Lithlad
In a remote part of Remnant, the battlefield was quiet. Ash and blood covered the ground. Jane and Lithlad stood victorious, surrounded by the fallen remnants of the Legion's angelic forces. The enemy had been no match for them.
The remaining angels fled in fear, but not all escaped.
Lithlad struck one down before it could flee and shouted after the rest, his voice fierce:
Lithlad: “Run, you false deities! Tell your Legion we do not fear them!”
Jane stood beside him, giggling softly at his boldness. Her smile faded, however, when she noticed the state he was in his body was covered in blood and grime.
Jane (worried): “Oh no, dear... you’re completely covered in blood!”
Lithlad: “It’s nothing, Jane. This is normal for me.”
Jane: “I know… but I don’t want to see my love like this. Come with me to my apartment at the Dark Legion base? Let’s get cleaned up.”
Lithlad: “Sure, I’ll accept.”
Jane smiled, clearly pleased. With a wave of her hand, she summoned a glowing portal. She gently grabbed Lithlad’s hand.
Jane: “Let’s go, dear~”
He nodded, allowing her to pull him through the portal.
Lithlad: “Whoa…!”
They arrived in Jane’s dorm at the Dark Legion base. The space was warm, beautifully decorated, and sparkling clean filled with soft scents and a peaceful atmosphere.
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Lithlad: “Jane… this place is amazing. And it smells… really nice.”
Jane giggled.
Jane: “Thank you. Feel free to look around, but first we need to get cleaned up. Shall we?”
Lithlad blushed slightly as Jane smiled at him with gentle warmth.
Jane: “Follow me, dear~”
She led him to the bathroom. It was pristine, with soft lights and a gentle, aromatic scent of lavender in the air. Lithlad followed her in.
Jane: “Alright, let me take care of you, okay?”
Lithlad nodded silently.
Jane helped him undress, removing his armor and clothing piece by piece until only his undergarments remained. Then, she undressed herself, revealing her pale skin, elegant curves, and long, flowing hair. She stepped into the shower, her expression playful.
Jane: “Well? What are you waiting for? Come in~”
Lithlad swallowed nervously, then stepped inside with her. She turned on the warm water and gently guided him to sit down on a small stool. With care and tenderness, she lathered his hair with shampoo, scrubbing gently to wash away the battlefield's filth.
