Jade Fern Grove [M] The Fortune Queen of New Orleans

His brow raised. "Ouuu!" Came a soft, surprised noise, unbidden from his lips. She peeled away from his side and he felt the cold sweep in immediately. He rose to his feet as if tethered to her, pulled along by some invisible heartstring. His smile grew as she backed away from him, and he prowled forward- accepting her boast as an invitation. 

If she healed as well as she made love, she could cure anything. 

He followed after her as her willing patient ready to take in all the treatments the expert medic had to offer.