It’s been a long day, and I’m very sore and tired. I board the train, and Jacob immediately swoops down on me, worried. “Are you okay?” he asks, running a gloved hand down my arm. “Are you injured?” I assure him that I’m fine, just a bit tired, but he insists on giving me an inspection in his train car. Removing my shirt, he lays gentle kisses on the bruises and scrapes he finds. He moves down “south” and gives me the best “inspection,” assuring me that everything between my legs is fine.
Caps (x) // confessed by @ellestrix
I am swooning!
-Sister Teodora
I wouldn’t mind a quick check-up from Signore Frye…
~Claudia