<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #4040FF"><span style="font-size: 150%; line-height: 116%;">Alice Green</span><br/><span style="font-size: 120%; line-height: 116%;">'The Huntress'</span></span></div><br/><br/><div style="text-align: justify;">Alice tossed the bandage aside and smiled back at Peter as she unwrapped her legs from his hips and stood up in front of him. <span style="color: #4040FF">"No way I'm gonna let you die before you make me your universal heir"</span>, she joked, putting on her best serious face. <span style="color: #4040FF">"I have <span style="font-style: italic">some</span> principles, you know". </span><br/><br/>After this remark, and still grinning, Alice moved just a little for a better position, her legs still shaking a little. The last thing she wanted was to stand now, but there wasn't much of a choice in the matter. Or maybe she doubted her ability to do so without any trouble for a few more minutes. Of course, that was something Alice wouldn't admit aloud, so she sucked it up and pretended nothing was happening. <br/><br/><span style="color: #4040FF">"If I know your wild tigress well, I could say she enjoyed the treatment so much she will want some more later on"</span>, the policewoman replied, unable to hold a mischievous grin.<br/><br/>As Peter pushed her head under the shower, Alice fell silent for a moment. She closed her eyes while he washed her hair, enjoying the feel of Peter's hands on her scalp. After a few seconds just enjoying his attention, Alice nodded. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Yeah, it's gonna be a lot of trouble cleaning you"</span>, Alice replied, before starting to rub her hands on Peter's body. She was just teasing him, of course, as they were around the same level as it came to being dirty. She chose to start with his chest, and touched the injured area with delicate fingers. <span style="color: #4040FF">"Tell me if it hurts", she muttered softly. "I am being as careful as I possibly can"</span>, she completed, focusing on her task.</div>