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Once they were deep enough into the trees, Kayla grabbed the needle and thread from Gale. "Sit down, love." She said softly, sitting on a nearby log |
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Gale sat with his back to her, taking off his cloak and shirt before setting them aside and waiting on her. |
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Kayla silently began stitching his wounds and kissed his neck softly |
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He just hummed a tune as she did glancing over his shoulder and smiling when she kissed his neck. |
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Kayla felt like she was doing something right when she was able to take care of him. She smiled softly when she heard his humming, finishing stitching after a while and kissing him before getting up |
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Gale stood and pressed a kiss to her lips before stretching his shoulders, the stitches staying and him getting a slightly shocked yet smug expression on his face. "Good stitches, must say that." He compleminted, putting his shirt back on. |
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"Thank you." She said softly, watching him in awe. She could never get over his perfection, scars and all. She watched his muscles shift beneath his skin as he moved and placed the shirt over them. She found herself slightly staring and unable to turn away until she realized what she was doing and blushed, looking down |
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"What? I don't care if you look, been stared at enough I don't even notice it unless it's deadass eye contact.Now that,that I notice.Here, you want me to take my shirt off? Flex for you if you're gonna be staring?" He teased, grabbing his cloak aswell. "I'm just messing with you, y'know it's fun to mess with people." Gale muttered, slipping udner the cloak once more. |
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Kayla just smiled softly yet playfully at him. "If i'm gonna be staring, then please do." She teased back, kissing him and starting to walk once more |
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"Okay then so, no shirt no cloak? Gotcha," He teased, peeling off his shirt and cloak again before fastening them in his pack, the sun angled that added shadows to the depth of his muscles. |
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