[ As she moves, he follows, barely letting their bodies separate. A knee pushes her thighs apart and he quickly settles himself between them. After another bout of kisses, he pushing himself up to kneeling. His eyes lock with hers before drifting down her torso to rest on the spot where her bandages lay hidden beneath her camisole. It's obvious he's still worried that she won't heal properly. Scythe inflicted wounds are not easily overcome, even by reapers themselves. ]
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apart and he quickly settles himself between them. After another bout of kisses, he pushing himself up to kneeling. His eyes lock with hers before drifting down her torso to rest on the spot where her bandages lay hidden beneath her camisole. It's obvious he's still worried that she won't heal properly. Scythe inflicted wounds are not easily overcome, even by reapers themselves. ]
We shouldn't put too much pressure on it.