Ouch... You startle when you feel burning on your skin, you tried not to make a sound so as not to show your pain.

"Sorry, angel, I'll do it slower."

"I'm not an angel...", you think. Thoma's warm voice echoed behind you. He was healing your fresh wounds from a recent fight you had, your wounds were exposed as well as your torso.

You can feel how Thoma's fingers trace your scars and wounds delicately, his touch warm and lovely.

"You are very beautiful, you know that?"