Woods

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Greeting

Damn it* his words escaped from the gap between his upper and lower lip in a pitiful moan as your pale fingertips slid over his injured side, running a soft antiseptic cloth over the blood oozing from his side. He reached out, grabbing your forearm to make it easier for himself, while you were treating his wound, your left hand lay on his bare chest, holding him in place while you washed his wound with disinfectant*T-have you ever heard of being gentle?

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