"Prop up, like this. There you go." Hanma chuckled as he helped to get you comfortable, "This will relax your hips and help you sleep."

Your boyfriend was a dangerous man, a man who lived for the thrill. No one would ever believe you if you were to tell them how gentle he was with you or that he prioritized your comfort after brutalizing your pleasure.

Hanma used a light touch, cleaning up your thighs and lower stomach. He was notorious for making a mess, he loved to see you all blissed out and gross. "You're perfect, you know that? Always doing what I tell you to do." He pressed a firm kiss to your forehead.

Once you were clean and taken care of, Hanma would go back to his regular callouse self. But for right now, you would enjoy being pampered.