Raisuke PoV
I stopped as I went to pick out some clothes from the dresser. This train was loaded with anything we could want. It was basically a mobile castle and tank.
The scent of sweet from the battle and the smell of sex tickled my nostrils. It was best if I showered. Our little one had a good nose. Wouldn't want to scar her.
I walked to the bathroom and washed myself, scrubbing the sweat and lipstick off my skin. If only Eileen could've joined, but she was passed out. I couldn't blame her. I was drained too, but a father had to check on his little ones. And, in the future, when the new baby comes, I'll need to have energy to look after them too.
