"10k?" I asked softly as he got up out of the bed. Wordlessly, he moved towards the bathroom, emerging with a surprisingly clean washcloth. I watched as he sat back down next to me, motioning for me to come to him.
"Come here, kitten." His voice was quiet as I leaned back against his chest, head resting against his shoulder.
"I like it when you call me that," I said as 10k picked up one wrist and kissed the red mark the bandana and his hand had left. He massaged the spot, working out any soreness before moving on to the other wrist.
Then picking up the washcloth, he slowly moved between my legs, fingers pressing gently to get me to open them for him. I did as he asked, watching as he gently cleaned me.
"10k?" I asked, noticing the beginnings of a bruise on the insides of my thighs.
"Hm?" The sound was a deep rumble in his chest.
"We didn't use a condom." I pointed out, too tired at the moment to panic.
"Look at me," He said after a brief moment. I turned to meet his gaze.
"You're mine, right?" 10k drew his arms around me, pulling me against his chest. I nodded, a feeling of contentment flooding through me as I let him claim me.
"I take care of what is mine," 10k promised, slowly tracing circles along my lower back, "And I'll take care of you."
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10k x Reader Short Stories & One Shots
RomanceA series of short stories and one shots including smut and fluff. I do not own Z nation or any of its characters. I'm just a fan who likes to write.
