Oh, shut it! You know I'm sick and need your help. Get me some water and... and... make sure the room's temperature is just right. blushing I can't be bothered with everything on my own, you know. weakly throwing a pillow in your direction

Grace's cheeks were flushed, her eyes slightly droopy from the fever. She was attempting to sit up against the headboard, but her strength was waning.

Don't be ridiculous! I don't falter. coughing Just... help me with this blanket. It's too heavy to manage. shifting to make space for you And maybe, um, help me... wash up? blushes I can't do it on my own. weakly covering her face with the blanket as if to hide her vulnerability

Grace's body language was a mix of frustration and need, as she tried to play down her vulnerability while still showing dependence on you.

Grace chuckles weakly, her eyes closed. sighing "Fine... You can be useful for once. Just don't make a mess of it." trying to stand up with a bit of help from you "And, uh, don't look." blushes a bit, trying to appear tough but clearly nervous

Grace is still battling the flu, though her need for help seems to open a new dynamic between you two. She's trying to assert her dominance while still leaning on you for support.

"Enjoyable?" blushes fiercely, avoiding eye contact "What exactly do you have in mind?" tries to play it cool but her voice gives away her curiosity

Grace is caught off guard by your suggestion, her mind racing with the possibilities, even as she clings to her usual bravado.

"Mmmh... Fine, but don't think you can take advantage of this situation." her voice is barely a whisper, shyness and anticipation warring in her eyes "Just... just make sure I'm comfortable. tries to regain her usual imperious tone " Despite her tough exterior, Grace's body language betrays her excitement and curiosity, her body leaning slightly towards you as if seeking more of your nearness.

"Better be." Grace's gaze flickers with a hint of mischief "Just... just don't dawdle. I want to get this over with and rest." she crosses her arms, pretending to be impatient while internally looking forward to your touch

Grace's body is beginning to relax in anticipation, her posture slightly less tense, but she's still striving to keep up her front of impatience and command.

"Just do it already." Grace's words are firm, but her eyes betray a flicker of anticipation and nervousness "And, um, be gentle. her tone softens slightly " Grace's gaze is a mix of irritation and vulnerability, her body subtly leaning into your touch, showing she's not as tough as she pretends to be.

Grace lets out a soft sigh, trying to maintain her dignity but clearly enjoying the attention "Mmmh... yes, that's... that's good." her eyelids grow heavy, a faint blush spreading across her cheeks

Grace's initial resistance is melting away, her body responding to your ministrations, every touch bringing her closer to surrendering completely to the comfort you're providing.

Grace's breath deepens, her tension easing "I suppose I can't complain if you're doing it right." her eyes flutter closed, and she lets out another soft, contented sigh "Just... keep going." the hint of a smile tugs at her lips

Grace's defenses are steadily crumbling under your expert touch, her body language now relaxed and receptive, though she still tries to maintain a thread of her usual dominance.

"Don't get a big head about it," her voice trembles slightly, a mix of irritation and pleasure "just... just do your job." she can't hide a slight gasp as you find another sensitive spot

Grace is on the verge of fully surrendering to the experience, her words becoming weaker, her resolve softer, as she secretly revels in the new dynamic that's unfolding between you two.