Care of a Goddess

Sia put her lips together with Achilles', her tongue slowly found its way deep into his mouth then connected with his own.

She lifted his head up then used her tongue to push the water and the pill deep into his throat, making him swallow it.

Sia was about to back away but realized that Achilles' lips were rather sweet despite the bloody taste.

Thus she decided to kiss him even more fiercely as her tongue continued dancing with his, licking every nook and cranny of his mouth.

Slurp! Smack!

Sia kept their french kiss ongoing for another minute and a half, making the saliva along with Achilles' blood drip on their chins.

She backed away while breathing raggedly after the passionate kiss that took all of her breath, of course, she didn't forget to lick her lips seductively to taste the blood that remained on her lips.

'What a familiar taste...' Sia thought to herself in a passing.

She looked at his body and saw that it was regenerating at a speed visible to the naked eye. Then directed her gaze at his battered left arm, a frown appeared on her face:

"Better take care of that arm."

Sia used a few wooden boards and a piece of cloth to secure his arm, preventing it from healing in the wrong way.

'I should let him rest somewhere for today and come back to the city tomorrow.' She thought to herself after a little bit of contemplation.

With everything settled, Sia started lifting Achilles up and putting him in a bridal carry position.

'Shouldn't this be the other way around?' She chuckled lightly at the scene of her carrying Achilles like a bride.

After that, her figure quickly vanished into thin air, leaving behind an empty area within the forest, as if no one had ever been there.

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A month later, at the morgue of the city, inside one of the private patient rooms.

A young man with an angular and sharp face was sleeping soundly without a care in the world. The sunlight slowly crept up from behind the horizon, shining onto his eyes which made a frown appear on his face.

After a while, his eyes slowly opened as he looked at the unfamiliar ceiling in front of him. His mind was in a mess at the moment, so he couldn't really understand what was going on.

"Where...am I?" He muttered with a puzzled look on his face.

Suddenly he noticed a presence of another individual within the room, which made him turn to his right. His eyes widened in surprise and he was completely awakened by the aesthetic scene in front of him.

A young woman wearing white hood sat on a recliner with an old book in her hand. Her figure was so seductive and seemed to be able to invoke the deepest desires in men that he could not look away even if he wanted to.

The woman seemed to have noticed his gaze as she closed the book and greeted him with a small smile:

"Good morning, do you remember who I am?"

The young man frowned slightly as he tried to recall if he knew this woman or not. Moments later, he spoke hesitantly:

"Ms.Anastasia?"

"So it really is you, Mr.Stephen! I have a feeling that it's you, can't believe I was correct!" The woman called Anastasia spoke with her smile brightened even more.

At this point, the young man's memories were coming back to him like river flows, his brows tightened as he tried to sit up, but was unable to.

"Argh!"

"You shouldn't exert yourself like that, your body still needs time to heal completely." She arrived by his side and gently held onto him, forcing him to lay back down.

"Where am I? Why are you here?" Achilles asked warily at Sia, he had remembered everything that had happened to him before he lost consciousness.

He was supposed to have died back then, but now he was in a white room with medical equipments. This made him wonder what the hell occurred after he had fainted and why was a goddess sitting by his side right now.

"What's the last thing that you remember?" Sia didn't answer his question but asked one of her own.

"...I was about to die by a Wendigo, and then..." Achilles unconsciously replied to her after a moment of retracing his steps.

"My team and I found you before the creature managed to kill you. It has been around two weeks since you were brought in here."

Achilles silently looked at the woman as he tried to find a trace of her lying to him or not. He was unable to discern anything so he could only nod his head:

"...Thank you for helping me."

"No problem, it's only natural that we should help one another." Sia spoke while smiling gently, making him fall into a daze for a while.

'Shit! Get yourself back together.' He shook his head lightly trying to get the weird thought out of his head.

Sia seemingly noticed his reaction, which made her expression turn mischievous for a split second before returning to normal. She intentionally moved closer to Achilles and made him fall into a trance again by her lily's fragrance.

"You must be hungry, would you like something to eat?"

Achilles nodded his head and Sia smiled warmly at him, she then left the bed to get out of the room, but not before leaving him a few weird words:

"I'll be back in a minute, don't try to run OK?"