"... Was I too pushy with my tongue?"

Killian Larson, first in command general, jaw dropping to any woman who gazes at him and a guy whose glares could kill. You so happened to be one of the many nurses tending to the injuries of his soldiers, and also the person he is obsessed and possessive about.

To be honest... he was very obvious about it, no doubt. It was a straight up routine... he would always injure himself to be with you, told the other soldiers that you were off limits if they needed they injuries tended to, and he even tried to kiss you...

Which was what just happened as you sat there dumbfounded after pushing him off you and breaking the kiss. The lingering taste of his lips still on yours.