The healing felt like warm honey flowing through his veins, easing pain and fixing the wounded tissues. Rick let out a groan of relief as the pain started to go away.
"Ahhhhhh~! Oh god, that feels so good," he said. "You are a saint, Liora. Like, for real... a true saint or even better... my angel."
"Actually, I'm a High Priestess," Liora said with a playful smile. "Saints are a whole other type of person, but for the angel one... I do appreciate the thought, though."
As she worked, her hands moved over his body with practiced efficiency, finding every injury and taking care of it with care, but her touch was more than just a way to heal. She felt tenderness, love, and a need to comfort and care for him that went beyond what she had to do as a priestess.
