Injured Female Reader/Albino Yautja
Yautja Name Words:
Brave Moon (Yeyin Luar-ke) - Albino Yautja OC
Dah'Nagara (Short sword) - You
Other Yautja Words Used:
Kch-tanu (love)
Pauk-de (fucker/fucking)
Trigger Warning:
Canon-typical injury, cussing, nudity, blood, teasing, sex
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You'd known this would happen at some point.
You're just so small and fraile-looking...even though you're not . You'd already proven that with Brave time and time again ...but you still found yourself in tight situations at the worst of times. People of all species liked to pick on you. And it just had to be a stupid-ass human mugger in New York that caught you offguard…
You tried to minimize your limping as you unlocked your apartment door and stepped in, locking it behind you. And you tried to ignore the little jump of your unsteady heart. Brave wasn't home, was he? If you could just get it wrapped up before he saw it… Peering about, you sucked in a breath and did your best not to limp too much through the combined living room-dining room separated by an island. You dropped off the few groceries you'd gone out to get and hobbled towards the bedroom. Just beyond that...the safety of the bathroom! Just as you entered the bedroom...the bathroom door swung open. Well...fuck.
"I smell blood on you, Dah'Nagara," Brave spoke, briskly drying his dreads off with a white towel. You swallowed, cheeks heating as you realized he didn't even have his usual temperature-regulating mesh netting on… His nearly white albino body was blending in with both the steam rolling out of the bathroom and the towel...but he was still stark naked...and one particular part- that was probably reacting to the heat- had risin, casting shadows on his thighs. You forced your eyes up to his face, where concerned crimson eyes lie...a hint of amusement and pride mixed in.
"Yeah, I uh...I got hurt…," you managed to get out, grasping for words. "Not bad , though...I was just going to wrap it up…"
"Before I could see," he added on with an unhappy click of his mandibles, making you flinch. He knew you too well… "It is worse than you let on. Sit." He turned back into the bathroom, off to get bandages and stuff, no doubt. You knew better than disobeying your mate on something like this...even with as stubborn as you were. He'd just come after you and force you down, mending it anyway. And it wasn't like you could get very far on that leg… He came striding out mere moments later, both bandages and his medical kit in hand. God you hated that thing… "Is it here?" He knelt before you, between your parted legs, tapping your right leg that had your jacket wound around it via the sleeves. He was still naked. You swallowed again.
"Yeah...," you muttered, untying your jacket slowly with a slight cringe. It still stung and tingled, your pants painted red and brown with blood around the cut. He'd gotten you with a small knife...well, small compared to Brave's. It was a large switch blade. And he didn't just swipe it...he'd stabbed in and got it lodged in your lower thigh. It was a bitch to pull out…and blood oozed back up to the torn flesh.
"Kch-tanu…this must be mended with my kit," Brave chided lightly, also somewhat preparing you for what was to come. That shit was terrible ...but it was an immediate fix…
"Pauk-deee….," you groaned, grabbing your jacket and flopping back on the bed. You twisted up the bottom and shoved it in your mouth. Ready. You gave him the thumbs-up sign...to which he lightly chuckled in that purr of clicking mandibles.
"Good little females get rewards," Brave Moon clicked his mandibles again, an unmistakeable heat in his eyes that made you burn in a place much too close to his face… You neglected to see his hands moving, too focused on his face and the warmth of his breath on your thigh. "Three...two...one…" There was a searing sensation across your injured leg, little electrical jolts travelling up to your hips and down to your curling toes. Your body arched as you screamed into the fabric of your jacket, fingers clenching the covers as he held you firmly in place. You bucked and thrashed against him, all the while cursing him up and down on the inside.
"There, there...let me make your pain go away…" You were still quivering uncontrollably, back arched, as you felt his deft hands pulling your jeans from you. When had he undone them..? His mandibles locked around your thighs, his hot mouth on your barely clothed sex. Nope . That didn't matter anymore. Nothing did but his mouth as he brought you to orgasm after orgasm, ripping your panties off at some point or another and eventually progressing into rough, passionate sex. You were a trembling, moaning mess by the end, unable to form coherant words let alone focus or sit up in any way on your own. Getting hurt wasn't so bad after all….
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