Kiss it better (/Falling Inside the Black)
“Damn it, you’re a bloody butcher, Bentley,” Becker hisses a laugh half-jokingly as the medic fastens the bandages over a fresh wound.
“Serves you right,” Bentley mumbles. “You’re lucky it’s Ditzy’s day off. He’d kick your pretty arse for that stunt.”
“Rest assured, Lyle already did.”
“Ouch.”
“Kiss it better?” Becker asks with a small smile that never quite leaves his features despite the surprised dance of his eyebrows as Bentley suddenly kisses him firmly on the lips. After just a quick taste the medic pulls away with an almost boyish smug grin.
“Be careful what you wish for, Alex.”