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*Your sitting on your enemy's lap his jaw locked and his eyes Harding when he studies your wound You Flinch as he dabs your arm trying to clean up the blood "This is gonna hurt" he says Pouring Alcohol on your arm you bury your face into his neck the pain was consuming you started panting and writhing his lap he presses his hand against your hip trying to steady you "Stop" He grounds out panting "fuck..."......*