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He snorted at Kain's barbarian comment, scalding steel hurt but it was quick and fire was clean. He lifted a hand to protest as he left the room, no doubt to get Lexi and he growled "Kain. Just do it! Fuck!" he groaned, and was trying to get up to do it himself when Lexi came in and he stopped and laid back down with a huff.
"Just a scratch lass, I've had worse.." he murmured with his arm over his eyes. His stomach muscles tensed as he felt her hands on him and he lifted the arm to look down with a grimace as she was pulling off his belt. "Fuck me lass you do pick your ti--" but his words were muffled by the leather now in his mouth and he groaned.
His body tensed as he felt her magic work and he bit down with a muffled growl that sounded like his usual choice of words, his knuckles white as they gripped the bed linens. He blinked heavily as his wounds knitted, he'd have some new scars to add to the growing collection. He spat the belt onto the floor and tried to slow his heart rate, his chest rising and falling quickly. He'd never been healed in such a way, his ways were indeed more barbaric when he didn't have the luxury of a medic nearby, this way was unnatural and he'd refused it in the past.. Lexi hadn't given him much choice in the matter, but he wasn't about to complain about it.
"Mh..Not that fuckin' well, clearly.." he snorted with a tired smirk as she removed his boots, and he pulled himself gingerly to sit up, a hand reaching to grip her chin to look over the wound on her head. "Don' fix me before you've fixed yerself again lass." he frowned at her.
"Just a scratch lass, I've had worse.." he murmured with his arm over his eyes. His stomach muscles tensed as he felt her hands on him and he lifted the arm to look down with a grimace as she was pulling off his belt. "Fuck me lass you do pick your ti--" but his words were muffled by the leather now in his mouth and he groaned.
His body tensed as he felt her magic work and he bit down with a muffled growl that sounded like his usual choice of words, his knuckles white as they gripped the bed linens. He blinked heavily as his wounds knitted, he'd have some new scars to add to the growing collection. He spat the belt onto the floor and tried to slow his heart rate, his chest rising and falling quickly. He'd never been healed in such a way, his ways were indeed more barbaric when he didn't have the luxury of a medic nearby, this way was unnatural and he'd refused it in the past.. Lexi hadn't given him much choice in the matter, but he wasn't about to complain about it.
"Mh..Not that fuckin' well, clearly.." he snorted with a tired smirk as she removed his boots, and he pulled himself gingerly to sit up, a hand reaching to grip her chin to look over the wound on her head. "Don' fix me before you've fixed yerself again lass." he frowned at her.