Assistance

For several hours, Rose partook of Your blood, taking half-mouthfuls every few minutes, it was certainly a strange feeling, not unpleasant, sure it was painful at first... but after some time, it felt pretty good, like the warm relaxing feeling that one gets just as they are about to drift off into sleep.

Rose had already begun to show signs of light recovery, some of her more serious wounds had begun to close, she seemed a little more lucid and she had even begun to speak a little more clearly, though she was nowhere near anything even resembling okay. Rose let go of Your arm, "Enough..." she whispered, "I... I need, to clean up." You nodded, carefully going to help her up, She flinched backward her face twisting into a frown "Look, You can barely even speak, let alone get up and turn on the bath, at least let me help You get up..." She stared again, a distinct distrust in her eyes, eventually relenting to Your insistence.

Just helping Her up, You could tell that this was unbearable, the pain nearly causing her to pass out a couple of times again. Rose attempted to stand on her own a couple of times, but it was just not happening, all of the ligaments were slashed and torn, leading You to eventually just having to carry her through to the bathroom, "God damn it..." she hissed weakly as You assisted her into the fancy bath, gently setting her down into the large Ivory tub.

Letting Her settle for a moment, You sighed as You noticed the large patches of Her blood all over You "For fuck's sake." Rose's breathing was segmented and harsh, she was trying to pull away at her torn clothes, but she was unable, You were about to offer Your assistance again, but thought the better of it.

Rose eventually just gave up, glancing over to You as You tried to wipe the blood off of Your sleeve, "Help me" She said, breathy and weary, "Umm are You sure?" a huff and an irritated scowl were assurance enough.

With the Claw of the index finger, You tore away the remaining fabric of her Turtle neck, Her eyes never leaving Yours as You slowly exposed her body, carefully pulling away her skirt, Rose grunted in pain all the way, even sighing with annoyance as she saw her torn skirt, though Her eyes still never left Yours. there she lay in only a bra and torn leggings, She had such a lean and shapely form, smooth abdomen, lightly muscled, juicy DD breasts barely contained in a Black-Laced bra, Your eyes kept wandering down to her stockings, staring at her shapely legs and pus- "Stop staring." Her words ripped You back into reality.

"I..." She winced as She sat herself up, "I can do the rest... just find me some clothes..."

"Alight, Call me if You need any help." Rose almost looked like she might laugh, but it was replaced by a pained groan "Go."