“F@ck” he whimpered when you placed the towel on his wound. You were sitting on your knees between his legs while he was sitting on the couch.

“Hey it’s fine, I’m almost done” you told him reassuring.

But before you could finish you notice he had a huge bruise on his lower stomach.

“Omg Noah, you need to stop this” you said concerned, while inspecting his bruise.

You took out a lotion that was supposed relieve the pain from bruising. You carefully start massaging the lotion into his stomach. That’s when he threw his head back, his breath growing unsteady.

“Noah, are you okay..? That shouldn’t hurt.” You said, still massaging.

“Trust me, it doesn’t.” He rasped while smirking at you.

“But I’d like you to go a little lower.”

(He’s a Mafia boss and you’re one of the biggest spies and killers and you work for him)