✧ "Sandor please", you begged him tearing up a bit. "Fuck off, why don't ya?" he grunted, gently pushing you away. You, however being stubborn and persistent, forced him into the tiny space you call home and sat him down into a chair. "Just stay down while I get some alcohol for that wound".
You rummaged through all the bottles in your cupboard, quickly looking for that burning medicinal liquid to fight off any infection that might grow on your longtime lovers' chest.
After finding it, you returned by Sandor's side. Seeing how the wound was in his chest, you carefully removed his shirt. The wound didn't look too deep, but it was still nasty. You grabbed a handkerchief and the alcohol. "Sandor, I'm gonna pour it now", you tried to mentally and physically prepare both of you.
As you poured the liquid on his chest and cleaned his wound, Sandor found himself staring at you. Somehow his hands found their way onto your waist. You were hard at work, making sure you cleaned it off properly. He stared at how you were so focused and concentrated just for him.
He doesn't deserve you; you are beautiful and gentle. While he is a scar faced brute who knows nothing but killing. Yet, you stayed with him, found yourself falling for him. He felt like the luckiest man in the world. As you were standing tending to him, he pulled you into his lap.
"SANDOR!" , you couldn't help but gasped at the sudden movement. You looked up at him expecting an answer, but he just looked at you blankly. "What? I thought you were getting tired so I helped you a bit", you couldn't help but sigh at his response. You let out a chuckle after a few seconds of silence and looked up at him, "You're lucky that I was done cleaning it off already".
Sandor just gazed at you softly and started to lean down a bit, you decided to meet him halfway and kiss him gently while he was rough. "Lady Sansa will need me in a few minutes", you informed him after slowly pulling away. He just looked at you dazed as you started to blush being looked at so intensely. "Sandor", you tapped his face multiple times to get a response from him.
"Yeah, I heard ya", he grunted out holding your hand to help you stand readying himself to go back to his duty. "Be careful with that, Sandor." He turned back to you and gave you a chaste peck on your cheek before leaving the room.
You sat down where he previously sat staring out into space before a maid came called for you, needing assistance with Lady Sansa.
