"Vixen, I'm coming, I'll go get the medical treatment," she pulled about to leave still hearing his groan.
She retracted about to walk away but then Vixen's hold retaliated as he pulled her back landing her body on him.
She raised her eyes swollen with concern.
"Vixen please just let me—" she was cut by the touch of his hand behind her her and then he came closer concealing his lips with hers.
Surprised by his moves, he moved closer despite the pain as she released her breath letting his tongue in, entwined with the moment, the kiss was rough and vile.
A lose grunt, Vixen pulled her a bit not to affect his injured hand but he maintained the pace of the kiss, saliva mixed into one another, an explore of her mouth tasting every bits that satisfied his senses and made him triggered.
After a while, she became breathless, slowly retracting herself from him she looked at him letting a little bit of chuckle escape her lips.
