#Geto too! 😩😵‍💫💕���️

[mrsoharaa]

this has been on my mind all day and I COULD NOT get it out of my mind! fabkshdbfa!! 🥴😖💖💞

but like- when you get slightly injured during training/sparring or on the field of battle and your fave simply whisks you away swiftly from the ongoing, relentless clash to a safe dim space to only keep you close to their chest endearingly, safely. Huffing and panting slightly heavily, as they softly gaze down at you to check if you were alright. Their large right hand subtly, softly ghosting over your damply scratched face with tender, worried eyes.

Makes your heart flutter ever so frantically against your heavy chest, cheeks blooming with permeating heat amongst the brittle flesh.

"Are you inured? are you alright?" their voice silked with such care and attention, wandering irises still grazing over the little knicks and scratches staining over your pretty skin.

You could only part your lips lightly, words getting caught tightly at the back of your throat as you focus your entire attention to their roaming gawking and closeness they were against you. The comforting warmth of their left palm holding onto your frail side with such gentleness and care.

Finally making sure there were no major injuries or inflicting wounds that tore along your supple skin, their eyes finally meet yours.

A flash of immense assurance and enchantment pooling in their focused pupils. Lulling you into a state of enticement and longing, a cradle touch of weaving allurement wooing you with such growing yearn. The flickering, ignited fire that dwindled in your fluttering stomach now reaching into the peak of your pattering heart.