neverwrongagent

Except for worries about hurting him, she was unconcerned with his wounds. They were things done to him, things she could help heal, not signs of any flaw in him. She even broke out of the kiss to lean down and kiss his chest. Her hands moved over him, caressing lightly. He was even paler, which she hadn't really thought was possible. She nuzzled at his jaw before kissing him with tenderness that surprised her some. "Do you want to take off my shirt?"