Writing prompt from @thatmmolesbian An OC broke their leg and now their SO gets to pamper them.
Khinnara glared down at her leg, supported by a splint and wrapped in a cast. Something to make sure it healed properly, or so she was told. Her armour didn’t fit over the swollen leg, and she’d cut off the leg of her favourite pants.
Light fingers on her shoulders drew her out of her thoughts, and she tilted her head back to see the smiling face of her wife.
“Hey,” Vasani said, pressing a quick kiss to Khinnara’s cheek. “Youre still pouting about your leg?”
“No,” Khinnara said, shaking her head quickly. “No, just thinking. I’m pretty much a helpless hunter right now.”
“Pretty, yes,” Vasani agreed, squeezing Khinnara’s shoulders. The huntress hummed, tilting her head back with a small smile.
“That’s why I married you,” Vasani added, kissing her properly this time. Khinnara felt her stress melting away a little bit at a time, and took the twi’lek’s much smaller hands in her own.
“And here I thought it’s cause I saved your life on Belsavis,” she murmured against her lips.
Vasani laughed softly, stepping around to join her on the couch. Once she’d settled, she pulled Khinnara’s legs into her lap, and ran her fingers lightly along her thigh. “That too,” She admitted, looking away. “It’s certainly when I fell in love with you.”
Khinnara blushed, averting her own eyes now. That had certainly been an interesting time, to say the least. She couldn’t remember why Vasani had been on that planet, but she’d been hired to release the Dread Masters. A mistake in retrospect, but she didn’t care. It was taken care of. She hoped.
Another gently touch pulled her out of her thoughts, and she looked over at Vasani, who was looking at her with concern.
“I’m okay,” Khinnara promised, looking over at her. “Just lost in old memories.”
Vasani nodded, looking more relaxed now. “Good ones?” she asked, leaning toward her.
“They were alright,” Khinnara said, leaning to meet her. “I’d like to make some better ones.”
At that moment, Blizz burst into the room, excitedly chattering about how he’d found some way to fix her leg, and the part of them split apart. Khinnara couldn’t stay mad at him though, not went he was doing his best to help her out. She only listened with half an ear, nodding occasionally when he asked questions.
Maybe she was maimed right now, but she could live with it. After all, she had the best crew a girl could ask for.
