He sat on the couch while you were sat on your knees between his legs, tending his wounded chest but you can't seem to finish when you noticed a bruise on his lower stomach. so, you decided to took a lotion that was supposed to relieve the pain and starts massaging his lower stomach, but that's when he threw his head back as his breathes began to unsteady. you then asked him if it's still hurt.

" No it doesn't." he answered. "but I'd like you to go a little lower." he playfully smirks.