Medkit - {phighting}

Medkit is very aware of your… unique biting habits…

It was almost funny to watch you bite your nails, although he found himself reminding you that it wasn't the healthiest thing to do before giving you something that was at least safe (at least it wasn't a part of your own body, he thought).

Medkit didn't discourage your stimming; in fact, he saw nothing wrong with it, nor did it ever bother him. After all, he was your boyfriend. What was there to judge?

He wasn't one to show affection openly, but he did so subtly, especially in private. At home, in their shared space, he felt more comfortable letting his guard down, and tonight seemed to be one of those nights. He was lying next to you in bed, wearing only an oversized shirt and boxers, your legs intertwined, your bodies close. It was just what he needed after long, exhausting match days tending to his teammates: time to simply be with you, in peace and quiet.

They both lay in silence for a moment before Medkit made a small sound as she felt the gentle pressure of your teeth on her skin. It didn't hurt, it was more of a slight surprise; strangely, it didn't bother her. There was something oddly comforting about it. She pulled back a little, but kept you in her arms, a silent pause between you.

“…”

“Do it again,” he encouraged, in a calm but firm tone, the kind that carried an unmistakable demand despite his relaxed air.