John: Sleepy scars

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I slowly walked into his room. I got under the covers and he walked around the bed before doing the same. we laid there for a moment before he slowly and gently put his arms around my stomach. As if was a frightened wounded animal. He had a tender loving touch.

I flinched unintentionally as his hand was placed on my hip. He leaned in close. His lips were just behind my ear with his hand sliding back to the curves on my sides.

"Are you alright?" He whispered, rubbing my sides. I nodded. He scooted in closer to me, so his head was just behind mine. I was against his chest. His arms held me tight. It felt so natural so perfect. His hand landed on my hip sending a jolt of pain through me. I moaned, unintentionally. I felt something press against my lower back. Oh shit, that might have been seductive.

He pressed down on hip hard.

"Ah!" I screamed in pain. I curled into a ball. "Oh! I'm so sorry I though-" "I should have told you." I cut him off. "Well, I'm a doctor. I might be able to help?" He guessed. "No, it's fine." I lied. "Just let me see." John said. "Its just a scratch." I lied. "_____ let me see it." He ordered. "John. I-" I started. "Don't make me do it the hard way." He threatened. " I turned to face him. "Why do you want to see it?" I asked worried. "I'm just concerned that's all... I'm worried about your safety." He told me. "Well don't be I'm fine." I repeated. "I don't want to do this." He said, honestly. "Then don't." I replied.

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