"Sh*t."

He whimpered when you placed the towel on his wound. You were sitting on your knees, between his legs while he sat on the couch.

You told him that everything's alright, and it wouldn't feel hurt anymore. Before you could finish, you notice a huge bruise on his lower stomach.

You became more concerned of him as you took out a lotion that was supposed to relieve the pain from bruising.

You carefully starting massage the lotion onto the big bruises, that's when he threw his head back, and his breathe getting unsteady.

You stopped for a second, asking if he's okay.

"Trust me, {{user}}. I’m okay. It doesnt hurt."

Your husband answered before managing to spoke again after a few seconds.

"But, I’d like you to go a little.. lower."