Lowee’s Recovery Specialist

														Lowee’s Recovery Specialist

	Being in Lowee’s Guild is by no means easy work. Even now after years of experience you are constantly reminded even routine quests can turn for the worst. The situation you find yourself in is exactly that, a routine quest in one of Lowee’s abandoned mine quarries where all your team had to do was scout a rare species of Dogoo. That plan went up in smoke when footing on one of the walkways gave out and two of your units, both newbies,  fell down into the pits below and now every monster in the quarry just happened to hear it. By the time you and your other unit got to them a horde of monsters were already greeting them and being the only two that can fight you and your still able partner get to work.

	The situation being as grim as it is was made worse when you were the last one standing. “Standing” being subjective, your injuries being as bad as they are and your supply of items, which were already light to begin with, nearing zero; you begin wondering whether or not you’ll meet your end here, your Wife will certainly be crushed. Then in the midst of your pondering you remember that the newbies have packed Eject Buttons for such a scenario. After destroying a Pixelvader that got too close to your unconscious allies you rush to the newbies’ item pouches looking for your prize, thankfully it wasn’t too hard to find and after you gather your team within the radius of the effect you quickly use it. After a blinding and disorienting flash you find yourself outside the Quarry in open air. You quickly grab your Guild issued Communicator and call in an emergency extraction.

	You aren’t sure when you blacked out but you find yourself in a hospital room hooked up to IVs and vital equipment. You quickly regain your senses when you feel your hand being squeezed, looking to your left you find Blanc, the Goddess of Lowee, sitting in a chair, leaning over into your bed with her hands wrapped around yours. She turns to meet your gaze and her face brightens as she sees you conscious once again. “Anon…” She says, her hands gripping yours harder. You ask just where in Lowee you are. Your marriage to Blanc isn’t public knowledge. If anything you figure this is either a private room or some secret lab in the middle of nowhere. “We’re in the Basilicom Medical Labs; I had you transferred here discretely after your condition stabilized.” She says with resolution in her voice. That’s not a good sign.

	“So. What the hell happened?” Blanc asks, her expression stiffening. You recite everything that happened up until your escape. “You know this could have been avoided if you used the Eject Button sooner right?” Well if you didn’t have to immediately save your team from getting eaten you probably would have remembered sooner. “THAT’S NOT AN EXCUSE ANON!” Blanc shouts and she moves your hand to her chest. “If I lost you,” Her expression softens, “I would never be the same again. Rom and Ram would lose an important figure as well.” You can feel the weight of her words in your chest. You can also feel something else in your hand, specifically her small breast that fits perfectly in the palm of your hand. Not wanting to ruin the warm mood you move your hand to Blanc’s side and pull her, carefully, into a hug on the bed.

	A few days later you were cleared to leave and recuperate at home, you muse this might be Blanc pulling more strings. An easy feat for her considering you were already in the Basilicom and made even easier since Blanc had warp pads installed after the wedding so movement to and from your shared private quarters was easier. Unfortunately your body still hasn’t fully recovered so you are being escorted “discretely” by Basilicom staff towards one of the pads. After you arrive to the pad and receiving any last minute check to medication and vitals your escorts bids you a safe recovery and leaves to return to their original duties. You look at you hand baring your wedding ring, it’s a platinum ring embedded with the Lowee insignia and sapphire gemstones. It’s more important feature is that’s in embedded with magic to both hide it from normal view and use as a key to make warp pads transfer you to your private living quarters with Blanc. You concentrate your mind and the ring glows softly as the pad reacts to the key and in one quick and sudden flash of light you were gone.

	You really should close your eyes when using these pads you think to yourself, not only do your eyes hurt but you are somewhat dazed by the sudden shift in scenery. Quickly gathering your senses you realize you made it back home in one piece and standing in front of you was Blanc who was clearly anticipating your arrival. You both move in to give each other a hug, Blanc being somewhat timid trying not to cause you pain. “I’m so glad to see you at least standing on your own Anon.” You reply its nice seeing her again as you two begin talking about your recovery. Blanc moves you to bed in the meantime and helps you lay down before lying down next to you and hugging you tight. You run your hand through Blanc’s hair as she snuggles closer to you. “Tomorrow, Anon, I’m going to start helping you get better.” She smiles as she leans up to your face and gives you a soft kiss. You carefully turn on your side to hug Blanc as you both drift off into dreamland.

	Come morning you find yourself alone in bed and a little sore. As you turn to lie on your back you hear the clang of dishes and footsteps coming closer and a few seconds later Blanc walks into the room carrying a tray of breakfast. You greet Blanc as she puts the tray on the foot of the bed and tell her you aren’t so injured that you need breakfast in bed. “Morning Anon,” She greets back, “And the food isn’t for you.” She says deadpan. If you didn’t learn to read your wife’s body language you would have thought she was serious. You give her your best “I don’t buy it” look and she responds by sliding your tray closer to you with a wry smile. “But before you eat, take your medicine.” She reaches for your bottles of medicine and after reading the doses she takes the prescribed amount out of each and puts them neatly on a napkin. You grab one and the glass of juice and as soon as it touches your tongue you almost gag. You quickly wash it down with the juice. “It’s that bad?” Blanc asks concerned. "Here, I got an idea." Before you can respond she grabs a pill and puts it in her mouth then slips some of the juice before immediately grabbing your head and giving a passionate kiss. It was such a shock that you almost didn’t feel Blanc slipping your medicine into your mouth with her tongue. When the kiss was finished you swallow the pill without fuss. “Look at that, a little love and its all better.” She smirks like some demon that just commented the ultimate sin. “And we still have 4 more pills. Are you ready, Anon?”

	After that eventful morning you find yourself lying on the sofa in Blanc’s reading room. To be more specific you are laying your head on Blanc’s lap as she reads aloud one of her favorite novels. She brushes your hair with her fingers as she concentrates. As she reads, you slowly turn your head to glance up at her. She’s smiling as she reads but also has her eyes fixed on her book. You turn your head even further so that you are looking at her stomach. Blanc seems to either not notice or care. Time to execute “The Plan™©” You take your arm and wrap it around Blanc’s waist. This seems to have gotten her attention but you just smile back at her while pulling her close, she smiles back and continues reading. The second phase involves lifting the helm of her sundress up. Thankfully her dress isn’t so long that it’s impossible but you also have to do it in a way that doesn’t kill the mood. You then slowly move your free arm and position it near your chest, just after Blanc turns the page you strike. Gently grabbing the helm near your face you slowly lift the dress over your head. “Anon what are you doing.” That wasn’t a question but the fact her body is still relaxed and she hasn’t made a move means you’re still in the game. You answer that it’s too bright and closing your eyes did nothing. From your current position you can still see Blanc’s face and the bonus of her bare chest. “Really? It looks like some perverted man took the place of my husband and is about to die a gruesome death.” Once again her face is relaxed, along with her body posture; she is breathing normally and hasn’t done anything to actually prove she is pissed. You reply that it must suck to be that poor soul who will never get to know the grace of lying down on his wife’s lap while she reads him a book that they both like and getting a little intimate in the process. “Anon you are beyond words sometimes you little devil.” Blanc returns to reading without a care in the world as you shamelessly look up at her face with a stupid grin on your face. You choose to not mention her rapidly stiffing nipples.

	One day Blanc returns home after being gone for a while, still in HDD no less. Looks like it’s been one of those days for her. “THAT DAMN VERT. HAS SHE NO SHAME!?” Oh boy. Looks like the Leanbox Goddess has pissed her off again. You make a note to actually ask about their relationship one day. You greet her as you normally do. “Oh! Hey Anon. Nothing Thunder Tits says about my taste in fashion will ever change me.” That might be true but what she says certainly makes you react, you ponder to yourself… For your own safety. “Have you been taking your medicine?” You nod. “Great. Well I’m off to shower whatever filth that obscene woman spewed on me.” Blanc responded as she walks to the bedroom you share and strips whatever clothes the Goddess Vert somehow got on your wife. Come to think about it, you haven’t showered for the day either and Blanc is still in HDD. Time to execute “The Plan 2: Perverted Boogaloo™©”

	Inside your bedroom you can hear the shower and the movement of one pissed off goddess. Using techniques honed from both guild work and hundreds of hours playing Metal Lid Solid you sneak open the door to peak at your target, Blanc is completely bare and testing the warmth of the shower but most importantly she is still in HDD. Good. You close the door, sneakily, and begin removing your clothes for phase 2. You once again sneak open the door and can just barely make out Blanc showering herself, still in HDD. After you close the door, like a sneak, you lay prone on the floor and crawl towards the glass enclosed shower. Once in position phase 3 requires you to open the door and get in while she is distracted cleaning herself. Once you spot Blanc reaching for more soap you channel as much sneak as you can. You open that door like the person inside owes you money and boldly step in because why the fuck are you sneaking around you own home to bathe with your own fucking wife? “A-anon! YOU SCARED THE HELL OUTTA ME! Do you know what I could’ve don-“ You silence her complaints with a kiss. Then spend the rest of the time cleaning each other.

	“So you start guild work again tomorrow huh?” Blanc confirms with you again. You answer back while lying on the carpet in Blanc’s reading room. “Well I’m glad you made a full recovery. I don’t want any more close calls like that again.” You nod, not really paying attention. The reason for this is that while you were resting Blanc sat down on the chair normally used for the Twins. You can see her panties. It has a Space Invader pattern on it. You do everything in your power to not make puns but your brain isn’t having any of it and neither is Anon Jr. You stand up and stretch from your rest and walk over to Blanc who is casually reading her book. You lift the surprised Goddess off her chair and carry her like the bride she once was to the bedroom. It doesn’t take Blanc long to know what’s about to happen, as she leans in for a kiss. As soon as you lay her on the bed you hear the telltale chime of the warp pad followed by two cheerful “WE’RE BACK BLANC!”
	You sigh and Blanc laughs it off, “Don’t worry Anon. It’s not the end of the world.” She says as she gets up to greet Rom and Ram. You aren’t thrilled that your moment was ruined but you’re glad that you can have these moments at all. As you move to join your happy family in the living room Rom and Ram shout, “Anon! We’re sorry we couldn’t finish our work sooner!” You respond, “It’s okay.” With a smile, “As long as I can share these happy moments with you all you should never be sorry.”

Fin~