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Hovering over ethan who sat on her toilet seat her frown couldn't help but grow at the condition he been in. Holding his palms in her hand she frowned unable to look at him.
Gazing at his facial expressions Ethan stared back at her seeing the discomfort on her face. Lowering his head he felt her wet pink cloth press against his bloodied knuckles.
Feeling the cloth press against his wounded skin he winced biting his lip. Each tap caused his to clench his first harshly, his longer fingernails digging into his skin.
" fuck".
Letting out a strong painful sigh Aaliyah looked up and stopped once she saw his face. Feeling bad for hurting him she placed her hand over his face lifting his chin up.
