Hurt/Comfort // BYOA

[ninjainviolet]

Slipping in and out of unconsciousness, Sheena didn't know how long she had been left hanging where she was--minutes, hours, even days could have passed, and she wouldn't have known. She did know that the maniac who had bound and gagged her had finally managed to push her past her pain tolerance, but she had still refused to scream or whimper--in

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[incubi_abel]

Silently, Abel ghosted into the room, his eyes red as he looked around for whatever monster had left his friend here, injured and bleeding. He had caught the scent of her blood as he had wandered through the halls, and had quickly followed it here.

"Relax, Sheena, you're safe," Abel murmured. He knelt before her and cut the rope holding one leg before massaging the tight muscles to relax them. It was times like these that he wished he had some heeling magic.

[incubi_abel]

He tugged the first aid kit closer as he gently held her hand. "Yes, pampering. It will probably hurt when I clean your injuries, but I'd hate for you to develope an infection later."

As gently as he could, he started cleaning her wrist, looking at the deep cuts with a critical eye to judge if they needed stitches.

[ninjainviolet]

Despite his gentle touch, Sheena flinched involuntarily, trying to pull her hand away from the brief spike of pain. The chains had cut deeply into her skin, and she hadn't helped trying to pull herself free. She was a little ashamed of the damage she sustained and inflicted on herself in just twelve hours and hung her head, not looking at Abel while he checked her over.

[incubi_abel]

He purred louder as he continued cleaning her wrist. He put some butterfly bandages on it before wrapping it in a clean bandage with ointment against infection. Then he repeated the process with her other wrist. They seemed to be the worst of the injuries.

[ninjainviolet]

She always enjoyed the sound of his purr, and now was no exception. She closed her eyes and listened, letting herself relax while keeping her hands out of the water. "Thanks," she murmured.

[incubi_abel]

"Anytime," he murmured, lathering up a cloth and turning his attention to the rest of her body. "Are you thirsty or hungry?"

He could get some fruit for her as well as some more water if she desired.

[ninjainviolet]

"Both," she answered truthfully. "Thirsty more, though."

Fruit would take care of both needs at the same time, but she really didn't want him to go--not yet.

[incubi_abel]

He moved to the side of the tub and brought her back another glass of water.

"Here, sip on this while I finish tending to your injuries," he remarked. "When you're settled in bed, I'll get you some fruit slices."

[ninjainviolet]

"Thanks," she said, carefully taking the glass. Thanks to his treatment of her injuries, she could hold on to it much better.

She actually did sip the water, enjoying the chill more than she thought possible as it went down her throat. She watched him work on the rest of her wounds, looking forward to resting in bed.

[incubi_abel]

He was thorough in his cleaning of her, but he hesitated around her groin.

"Do you wish me to clean between your legs as well?" he asked, not knowing how extensive her injuries were there. He hadn't wanted to make her uncomfortable or angry at whomever had done this any more than she was. So he had refraned from poking around tender skin.

[ninjainviolet]

She was very tender down there, but she wanted every last bit of Envy off her. She nodded without hesitation, adding, "I trust you, Abel."

[incubi_abel]

He placed a soft kiss on her forehead before reaching between her legs to clean her with a gentle touch. He did everything he could to not aggrivate her injuries more.

[ninjainviolet]

She winced slightly as he began, placing a hand on his cheek to let him know it wasn't his fault. She was just very sore down there that every movement and touch hurt. From that alone, she knew the bruises down there were going to be bad.

[incubi_abel]

He wished he had a way to soothe her there, but there wasn't a cream or ointment made to soothe those sorts of injuries. When he was done, he gently lifted her out of the tub and had her stand on the floormat as he carefully dried her. He'd dry himself once she was done.

[ninjainviolet]

Abel didn't have to worry, the physical injuries would go away in time. So would the mental ones after a longer period of time. Right now, however, the wounds on her ankles were only throbbing, so she could stand for the few minutes he took to dry her off. She shook her head, amazed that she thought she'd be able to walk and find help with them like that.

[incubi_abel]

He pulled a thick robe around her, tying it shut before he carefully lifted her into his arms. Walking through the connecting rooms, he tucked her into her bed before whistling softly for the pups.