Lia panted a bit as she tried to keep herself under control. She hated feeling this way and worse, having Razor around to witness her weakness. She had no idea what was going on with her to be so sick. The worst thing she could think of was him looking at her poorly because of this. He was strong, resilient, everything a demon should be and here she was.. Falling victim to some unknown disease and being too helpless to even get to the bed by herself. The very idea made her sick; well more sick than she already was.
But before she knew it, she could feel his gentle touch followed by his soft kiss. He was so tender with her... It was hard to believe this was the fearsome Death Lord. But before she could throughly enjoy this moment he pulled away leaving her to watch him move around. The demoness thought he was going to leave her despite his words, but there he was, getting himself comfortable to stay by her side. The very image brought a small smile to her flushed face. She wanted to call him over to join her in bed, but considering the state she was in the last thing the girl wanted was to risk the Lord getting sick as well. So she opted to remain nuzzled in the bed, watching him softly with a smile. The healer soon returned to the room after cleaning the bathroom.
He had made another elixir for the girl to drink should she feel worse again. For now the meds would keep her from the state she was in and the flickering of her true form. As he gathered his things, he bowed to Razor. "I prepared another medicine for the lady should she feel ill again. If there is nothing else I can do, I'll be taking my leave."
But before she knew it, she could feel his gentle touch followed by his soft kiss. He was so tender with her... It was hard to believe this was the fearsome Death Lord. But before she could throughly enjoy this moment he pulled away leaving her to watch him move around. The demoness thought he was going to leave her despite his words, but there he was, getting himself comfortable to stay by her side. The very image brought a small smile to her flushed face. She wanted to call him over to join her in bed, but considering the state she was in the last thing the girl wanted was to risk the Lord getting sick as well. So she opted to remain nuzzled in the bed, watching him softly with a smile. The healer soon returned to the room after cleaning the bathroom.
He had made another elixir for the girl to drink should she feel worse again. For now the meds would keep her from the state she was in and the flickering of her true form. As he gathered his things, he bowed to Razor. "I prepared another medicine for the lady should she feel ill again. If there is nothing else I can do, I'll be taking my leave."
