The Command Wing's bunk quarters were a rare oasis. Kael lay sprawled across a narrow bunk, his chest rising and falling in a soft, steady rhythm, finally succumbing to exhaustion after the brutal Crawler encounter.
His damaged vault suit had been peeled away, leaving him clad only in a thin medical sheet draped precariously low across his hips, barely concealing the taut lines of his toned physique.
Scars and smudges of grime traced his skin—dried blood caked along his ribs, dust clinging to the sweat-slicked planes of his chest—his vulnerability a stark contrast to the hero who'd saved them.
Sera sighed, rolling her shoulders with a grimace, her silver hair matted and her torn sports bra slipping to reveal a generous swell of cleavage, the fabric clinging indecently to her sweat-drenched skin.
Sera (gruff): "Alright… I need a damn shower. I'm exhausted from babysitting this idiot."
Clara hovered nearby, her hands fidgeting near her collar, her orange-brown hair a damp mess framing her flushed, cherry-red cheeks. Her jumpsuit, unzipped to her waist, hung loose, the damp fabric outlining her perky curves as her wide eyes darted to Kael's exposed form.
Clara (whispering, anxious): "B-But… Kael's still all dirty… Shouldn't we clean him first? W-what if the wounds get infected…? I-I could… help clean him up…"
Her voice trembled with a mix of concern and shy excitement, her gaze lingering on the faint definition of his abs.
Rosa, already shedding her vault suit with shameless ease, let it pool at her ankles, revealing a scandalously tight underwear that hugged her voluptuous figure, her pink hair cascading over bare shoulders. She grinned devilishly, clutching a steaming basin and a damp towel, her hips swaying as she approached.
Rosa (teasing, to Clara): "Oh? Look who's volunteering to touch every inch of our hero's ripped body. What a naughty girl."
She winked, her towel brushing suggestively against Kael's thigh as she set the basin down.
Clara: "Wha—n-no! D-don't twist it, Rosa!"
Her face burned brighter.
Sera knelt beside the bed and examined Kael again. His wrapped wounds were healing nicely with the med-gel patchwork Clara applied, but the rest of his skin still held smudges of grime, dried blood, and dust.
With a sharp exhale, she grabbed another towel, dipped it into the warm basin Rosa placed down, and began scrubbing Kael's arm with almost aggressive strokes.
Sera (focused, grumbling): "Clara's right. Rosa, get his back, and Clara will handle his legs."
Rosa: "Poor Kael… He's going to regret falling asleep right now"
Her breath was hot against Kael's neck as she leaned over him, straining her undershirt as she ran the towel slowly down his spine, her fingers lingering on the tense muscles.
His body moved slightly, exposing his nude upper body, and the sheet slid down to show his hips' V-line.
With shaky hands, Clara wiped at his thighs, her towel slipping perilously near the edge of the sheet. Her eyes widened as she glanced at his well-defined legs, her breath catching.
Clara (covering her face, whimpering): "F-Fuweehh… I shouldn't be doing this… it's too much!" Yet her hands kept moving.
Rosa (mock innocently): "Oh, don't stop now, Clara!"
As she shifted Kael's position, she giggled and lowered her towel, pressing her curves against his side with a cunning smile.
Sera (snarling, blushing): "Tch… All these muscles are just a hassle to clean!"
She scrubbed his chest more vigorously, avoiding his partially exposed torso while her towel touched his pecs and her face flushed.
Kael (murmuring): "No-no not.. ther~…"
His head lolled sideways and his lips formed a small, playful smile.
Clara gasped and briefly put down the towel.
Clara (horrified, hands to her mouth):"H-He's dreaming?!"
A faint giggle slipped from her lips, revealing her amusement as her eyes widened in shock.
Clara (giggling, covering her face): "O-Oh no, I think he's ticklish there... I didn't mean—!"
Rosa, who was sitting close by with her arms folded, laughed.
Rosa (grinning): "Aw, listen to him. Dreaming about us already, isn't he?."
Sera rolled her eyes, but a faint grin showed through the hint of chuckles she was trying to hide.
With their hands still lingering, the girls completed their task by pulling a new thermal blanket over Kael and tucking it neatly around his hips, the fabric enticingly outlining his form. Rosa ran her fingers down his cheek and brushed his hair back.
Rosa (softly, sultry): "Sleep tight, hero. We'll be waiting for you…"
Her voice carried a warm, indecent promise, her smile tender yet teasing.
Sera (muttering, gentle): "Idiot…."
Her fingers lingered on his shoulder as she rearranged his pillow.
Clara (whispering, shy): "G-get well, Kael…"
Her eyes were soft with affection as she squeezed his hand, her blush deepening.
With Kael tucked in, the three girls turned toward the glowing bath module, its sliding glass doors parting to release curls of steamy warm air.
Sera (cool, authoritative): "I'm going first, move it!"
She stepped forward with her silver hair falling over her back and her torn sports bra off, exposing the curve of her breasts.
Clara (nervous, stammering): "T-Together… the three of us…? I-I've never… than that…"
Her hands fluttered to cover herself before lowering themselves shyly as her jumpsuit slipped to her waist, revealing her pale skin and the swelling of her chest..
Rosa (grinning, lewd): "Of course, darlings Imagine the fun—slippery bodies, and maybe a little… exploration~"
She threw off her underwear, sauntering into the steam naked, with her pink hair framing her provocative pose and her full breasts bouncing free.
Through the warm air, steam rose from the enormous circular tub. The gentle light caused a slight sparkle to appear on the water.
With her hair hanging over her shoulders, Rosa had taken over the far side of the tub. With a sigh from deep within, she leaned back against the curved edge.
Rosa (eyes closed): "I think I could die happy right now."
For the first time since awakening, the tension had melted from her shoulders completely.
On the other side, Clara sat more modestly, washing her arms while the steam turned her cheeks pink. Every now and then she would look toward the glass wall separating them from the main dorm.
Clara (voice soft with worry): "I hope he's okay... He looked so pale. To think he fought those things and then just... collapsed."
Only her shoulders were visible above the water's surface as she dipped deeper.
Since getting into the bath, Sera had remained silent, her eyes were distant as she allowed the hot water to relax her tense muscles. Her voice had its typical edge when she finally spoke, but it was softer than before.
Sera: "What an Idiot."
As she thought about what to say next, she stopped and ran her fingers brushing through her silver hair.
Sera: "He was always reckless, always putting anything other than himself"
With a knowing smirk on her lips, Rosa opened one eye.
Rosa (teasingly): "Oh wow? Getting worried now for our hero are we?"
Sera's cheeks flushed deeper.
Sera (defensive): "Hmmp! I-Im not!"
Clara giggled quietly during their conversation, but her anxious expression persisted. With her chin resting on the water's surface, she embraced her knees to her chest.
Clara (quietly): "H-He saved us. All..All of us."