She was a babe, so fucking hot and so fucking.. fiesty was it? God did he love it, the pleasure that came with the burning sensations of the fire. He loved it a lot. But at the same time he hated it, all the boys that swarmed over her, he couldn't blame them honestly but it pissed him off to no end. Made him wanna gauge their fucking eyes out and bend them every wrong way.
Or was it that...?
She felt him sigh, the warm air fanning across her skin and making her shiver. Her cheeks flushed immediately.
"I can hear your heart...it's beating really fast. I didn't hurt you did I?" He asked as he pulled away, reaching over to grab the bandage.
This story contains:
-female reader
-fluff
-a liiiiitle angst 🤏
-smut (?) kinda- not really at all