Greg knew when to joke around with this man and when not to, he moved to Elsa and checked her. "It's just a fever, you should know what to do when your wife has a fever instead of interupting my work. I was at the middle of a surgery you know!" Greg said sternly, he almost forgot he was angry when he got here cause of the intensity in the room. He wanted to tease this man badly.
But Liam's harsh words, reminded him of the reason he was here. Unlike Greg, Liam was new to this life of caring for someone, especially now that this person means so much to him. Elsa's presence in his life has brought a side of him he never thought existed, all he wanted to do was give her all his love and care, just her and no one else. She is his and he'ld protect her no matter what.
"These drugs should help calm the fever before noon, make sure she rest!" Greg gave him the drugs before leaving. Liam asked wadsworth to prepare chicken soup for Elsa, and after some time Wadsworth brought the warm soup over. Liam put the drugs in her soup "Elsa sit so you can eat!" He said warmly, his deep voice that always came with fear was now the sweetest sound one would want to listen to.
"Is it bitter?" Elsa asked as she sat up a little, he kept a pillow behind her head so she could be comfortable. "It'll make you feel better!" He said calmly as he fed her, Elsa took a sip and almost spit it out. "No I don't want it, it's bitter!".
She refused to drink the soup, "If you don't drink the soup you can't get any better!" Said Liam "I don't want to, it's bitter!" She kept a livid face and stubbornly refused to drink. Liam was not surprised at all, he's always known this wife of his was pigheaded from the first day he saw her.
He didn't respond to her, he immediately dropped the spoon in the tray, on the bedside table. Elsa was elated by his action, she sighed in relief knowing that Liam would no longer give her that bitter soup.
But his next action paralyzed her, he drank the soup to mouth full and poured it in her mouth. She could feel his soft lips on hers, her face became red as her mind wondered far, she could no longer taste the bitter soup. Her heart was racing fast that she was scared he would hear her heart beat. He continued his actions till the bowl was empty.
"Do you still taste bitter!" Elsa could no longer think straight, she nodded blinking her eyes, Liam tilted his head towards hers, "let me make your mouth sweet again!" He wispered in her ears, his hot breath sending shivers to her body. Her brain became nomb and she could no longer think straight.
He captured her lips, sliding his tongue into her mouth. He used his index finger to raise her chin a little upward so he could gain more access to her soft lips.