Silco was a fiery one. Got in fights and tussles despite the warnings.

And this time, didn't go so well. He was slashed across the chest, not too bad but it needed dressing. So you, his lover, volunteered.

At first, he didn't want help. He was stubborn and down right refused. Until it got a little scrappy and it ended up with him laid back on the floor. You ontop of his stomach to pin his arms down. While you quietly dress the injury, ignoring his begging.

"Darling- I don't need help."