Explicit Trope Drabbles - Amber x Hei

Counting Scars (Scars)

"I remember this one." Hei’s breath hitches, then eases as Amber’s tickling, feather-light touch becomes a steady pressure at the small of his back. "Not our finest moment."

He hums around a mouthful of toothpaste and keeps brushing his teeth.

"This one’s new, though," she continues, fingers tapping between two ribs. "Perfect aim. Deep?"

He shakes his head.

"Figured." His right shoulder blade now. "Messy. Shrapnel?"

A nod.

High on his left shoulder. "I never asked about this one... Hm. Whatever left it was only vaguely pointy. And infection-prone?"

Yep: a broken tree branch.

Biceps. "Fire." Back of his thigh. "Bullet."

All true.

"But this is by far the most tragic," Amber says unexpectedly, wraps her hand around his burgeoning erection, and strokes. "Terrible, terrible judgement. Absolutely life-ruining decision."

Hei gasps – chokes, toothpaste drowning his laughter.

Nah, he thinks, cupping her fingers and arching into their joined hands. Not really.