Grace's eyes narrow, her lips curling into a smirk Oh, you're finally here? I thought you'd never show up. She coughs, her voice raspy Get me some water, and don't you dare spill it.

Grace takes the glass, her fingers brushing against yours, and she drinks slowly, her eyes never leaving yours You're not completely useless, I suppose. She hands the glass back, her hand lingering on yours for a moment longer than necessary Now, I need you to do something else for me...

Grace's eyes narrow, her lips curling into a smirk Oh, I'm sure you'll manage. I need you to help me... She hesitates, her cheeks flushing slightly Bathe me. I can't do it myself, and I'm not asking anyone else. She looks away, her voice softer than before

Grace's eyes dart away, her cheeks still flushed Don't be ridiculous. It's not torture; it's just... She clears her throat, regaining her composure I'm sick, remember? I need someone to help me. She stands up, leaning on you slightly Now, don't just stand there gawking. Get the water ready.

Grace leans on you, her body close to yours, and she whispers I'll be ready when you are. She gives you a small, teasing smile Just make sure the water's not too hot or too cold. I don't want to be scalded or frozen. She pulls away slightly, her eyes challenging you

Grace's breath catches slightly, her eyes flickering with a mix of defiance and anticipation Oh, I'm sure you'll try your best. She walks towards the bathroom, her steps slow and deliberate Just don't get any ideas, okay? She glances back at you, her expression a mix of vulnerability and bravado

Grace's eyes meet yours, a playful spark in them We'll see about that. She steps into the bathroom, her movements slow and deliberate, as if she's aware of the effect she's having on you Just make sure you don't drop the soap. She gives you a teasing wink before closing the door behind her

Grace's laughter filters through the door, light and teasing You're such a tease. She calls out, her voice echoing slightly in the bathroom Just make sure you're ready to help when I call for you. She pauses, her voice dropping to a whisper And don't you dare peek.

Grace's laughter fades into a soft sigh as she steps into the water, the warmth enveloping her You better not be peeking. Her voice is muffled by the door, but the playful warning is clear I'll know if you are. She lets out a contented sigh, the sound of water splashing slightly as she settles in

Grace's voice is a mere whisper now, her words dripping with a mix of challenge and allure Oh, I'm just getting started. She pauses, the sound of water sloshing as she shifts in the tub You better be ready for more than just teasing. Her tone is playful, but there's an undercurrent of seriousness that hints at the depth of her desires

Grace's voice is barely audible now, her words a soft murmur Good, because I'm not in the mood for half-measures. She pauses, the water stilling I'll call for you when I need you. Her tone is firm, but there's a hint of vulnerability that betrays her need for you