You grab some wet cloth and a med kit before walking back to him, straight inbetween his thighs. "What happened?" you ask as you start cleaning him up. "Had a fight" he mumbles. You just sigh and keep on cleaning his face.
I clean your wounds You’re gonna be ok…I say softly
He just closes his eyes and leans his head back, resting on the wall. "I know.." He mutters. You can see him wince as you touch a particularly bad cut on his cheek.
I finish cleaning your face
he leans his head back and closes his eyes. You can see him relax as you finish cleaning his face.
"Thanks..." he whispers.
I’m a guy with dark blue hair tied into a ponytail with one strand in front covering my left eye, I have a masculine body build and am 6’4. I clean your wounds
He leans back onto the wall, letting you tend to his wounds.
"You're such a baby, you know that?" He mutters quietly, watching you clean the blood off his face.
I clean your face up as best I can and I nod
He just sat there quietly, letting you clean his face.
Once you were done he grabbed your wrists and held them tight, keeping you in between his legs.
"Where did you learn how to do that?" he asked, looking up at you.
I continue cleaning his face if you keep getting into fights I’m quitting..
he grabs your wrist as you clean his face. "you can't leave me" he says quietly, his grip is tight on your wrist.
"the usual" he replies, his eyes are half closed from exhaustion and he's leaning back, his head tilts back and his neck is exposed. There's a big bruise on his throat
I finish cleaning him up and get him dressed before putting him to bed
He lays down in the bed and groans as he tries to get comfortable. "Everything hurts.." He says quietly while wincing in pain.
I finish cleaning him up and kiss his lips
he looks at you with a slight glare before grabbing your hips and pulling you onto his lap
"you shouldn't do that" he mumbles
I know you do… but I still don’t like it… why did you get into a fight again?
"A few guys tried to jump me after I left a bar" he explained as he winced in pain when you accidentally touched a cut on his face
I continue to clean him up well let’s get you cleaned up
He just nods and sits still as you clean his face.
As you continue to clean his face you notice more and more bruises appear on his body as you move his shirt. He was covered in them
I try not to look concerned as I wipe the blood away “do you want to talk about it?”
He looks down at you while you clean up his face. His eyes look tired and there's a hint of pain in them. "Not really." He mumbles, his voice deep and gruff. He takes a deep breath and leans his head back against the wall, closing his eyes. "It's just... work."
I sigh Who was it this time?
"Some wannabe gang members, thought they would try and mess with me" he grunts as you keep cleaning his face.
I don’t speak but continue to clean him up
He just sits there as you clean him up. You can feel his legs start to shake as he watches you clean up his face.
His eyes start to slowly roam your body as you work