A few days later...
"Today, we're once again practicing the divine art of the kiss."
Grace tried not to squirm as Venus paced in front of the small group of angels gathered in the Love Sister training hall. The room was warm and dimly lit, cushions scattered across the floor in a way that suggested both comfort and purpose.
After the battle at Oakridge and their triumphant return to the Dominion, Grace had hoped for a break. Maybe a week off. Time to process killing a Primal Demon, a fallen angel, and oh, a bunch of corrupted villagers.
Instead, here she was, back in Love Sister class, trying to pay attention while Venus described the spiritual importance of making out.
"The kiss is not merely physical," Venus continued, her voice dropping to a seductive purr. "It's an exchange of divine energy, a mingling of essences that elevates both parties."
Grace nodded along, hoping she looked attentive rather than terrified.
