Be Mine

"Stop," I exclaimed, his hands fell to my thighs and he stroke them gently.
"Calm down," He whispered, chills oozed down my spine as the words travels through my ears.
"Hold still, this shouldn't hurt so mu-"
"Easy!" He moaned, the boiling water kissing his deep wounds.
"You shouldn't have picked up a fight anyways." I sighed, pressing the cloth gently on his bruises.
"It was worth it," He leaned on the bed and thought deeply.
"You mindless, selfless, beautiful girl." He chuckled darkly.
"I want you."