Post by Blue Suit on Mar 21, 2015 22:51:31 GMT -6
Adam watched the forever crystalline water turn deep red as he stuck his hand beneath the faucet. Dry blood mixing with fresh one, his and the black haired man he had almost beaten to death. It wasn't the first time he had been hurt in a fight, and though he was finally beginning to feel the pain, he had had much worse wounds than that one, that was for sure. However, truth was, he couldn't make out the seriousness of the cut, not with all that blood getting in the way.
When Rebecca called out from the other side of the door, the knight's brows furrowed ever so lightly. Well, of course she'd know. He shook his head. He wouldn't allow her to see it, he could treat his own injuries, though he lacked the materials to do so.
"It's nothing serious" He declared, examining the blur his hand was now that it was under the running water. It wasn't a flesh wound, but it didn't seem to be that deep either "Though could you please hand me something to dress the wound?"
Elisa had to hold back a laugh while Victor tried, but failed, to unclasp her bra. She wanted to offer her help, but she didn't know if that'd make the whole situation awkward, well, more awkward than it already was. In an attempt to aid him, she lifted her back off the bed a little, figuring that it could be easier that way, or at least she thought so. Really, she put it on and off every day, she didn't find it that hard, but then again the knight hadn't deal with one ever before.
The young girl sighed silently when she felt the clasp coming undone, finally. However, though it had not been removed yet, the hold around her breasts had obviously and evidently loosened, causing for her to grow somewhat sheepish at last. Oh, she was getting nervous all over again.
The black haired man's ramble though, proved to be effective in calming her a little. So she finally laughed, releasing some tension that had been building up. "I know, Victor, I know" She replied, her stare looking for his, her face flushed, due to embarrassment or the heat she wasn't sure. "Thank you" She said before kissing his cheek, where she lingered for e bit before she began to trail small kisses down his neck.
This time, the redhead did aid him in removing the belt and unbutton his pants. Although she did it slowly and calmly. They had all the time in the world, no need to hurry at all. Besides, it didn't pose such a challenge to the young girl like it had done to him.
When Rebecca called out from the other side of the door, the knight's brows furrowed ever so lightly. Well, of course she'd know. He shook his head. He wouldn't allow her to see it, he could treat his own injuries, though he lacked the materials to do so.
"It's nothing serious" He declared, examining the blur his hand was now that it was under the running water. It wasn't a flesh wound, but it didn't seem to be that deep either "Though could you please hand me something to dress the wound?"
Elisa had to hold back a laugh while Victor tried, but failed, to unclasp her bra. She wanted to offer her help, but she didn't know if that'd make the whole situation awkward, well, more awkward than it already was. In an attempt to aid him, she lifted her back off the bed a little, figuring that it could be easier that way, or at least she thought so. Really, she put it on and off every day, she didn't find it that hard, but then again the knight hadn't deal with one ever before.
The young girl sighed silently when she felt the clasp coming undone, finally. However, though it had not been removed yet, the hold around her breasts had obviously and evidently loosened, causing for her to grow somewhat sheepish at last. Oh, she was getting nervous all over again.
The black haired man's ramble though, proved to be effective in calming her a little. So she finally laughed, releasing some tension that had been building up. "I know, Victor, I know" She replied, her stare looking for his, her face flushed, due to embarrassment or the heat she wasn't sure. "Thank you" She said before kissing his cheek, where she lingered for e bit before she began to trail small kisses down his neck.
This time, the redhead did aid him in removing the belt and unbutton his pants. Although she did it slowly and calmly. They had all the time in the world, no need to hurry at all. Besides, it didn't pose such a challenge to the young girl like it had done to him.
yaaaaay Clint bears <3