RWBY: Lex Talionis - Male Reader x Harem (Complete)

Part 111

The moment wasn't as awkward as Y/N thought it was going to be, maybe it had to do with the very soft and slow movements from Sienna, but if he admitted that it would make it awkward.

Sienna herself wasn't much affected either, even when she acknowledged how intimate and affectionate this entire moment was.

Is she doing this on purpose?

His inner question repeated when the cut on his shoulder was cleaned and she moved on to the other.

Rather than rounding the bed, she scrubbed the rag with another little dollop of soap, and reached across.

"What're doing?" Y/N muttered with a growing furrow in his brow.

Sienna's tattooed arm was draped across his bare chest, and her hair was a breath's length away from the tip of his nose.

Y/N's heart squeezed with a small skip as he caught a waft of her scent, it was a deep earthy smell with a tinge of sweetness in the mix.

It had been a long week in Atlas hunting troublesome Grimm, but the trip was finally over as Y/N returned home.

He walked the streets of Shady Springs, greeting the locals when they passed with an offered smile.

Eventually, he made the long ascent to a shared apartment, where he slid a key into the lock and pushed the door open.

His sensitive nose caught the rich and familial scent Sangria gave off, it was earthy with a pinch of smoky sweetness.

She was there, waiting on a stool before the kitchen island. It's when they both crossed eyes did they break out in wide smiles.

Jumping off the chair, she rapidly approached into a tight and affectionate hug.

"Hey you..." She muttered, laying her ear against his chest.

"And hey to you." He murmured, burying his nose in her hair.

"You okay?"

Disturbed from his memories and blinking away a few stray tears, Y/N pursed his lips with a quiet reply.

"Yeah..."

"Does it hurt?." Sienna said softly and worriedly.

Wiping his cheeks and eyes, he shook his head with a shuttered sigh.

"No..."

His teary gaze dropped to his blanket, a gaze that was sorrowful and nearly blank in emotion.

It was hard to forget when he wanted to remember. He wanted an out yet he could never bring himself to forget someone so loved.

Seeing and hearing no response, Sienna got to work on his stomach, being extra careful when she saw how deformed the damaged flesh was.

Sovereign had moderate trouble piercing his armor, but due to its architecture and hardened metal his stomach got the worst of it.

The razor sharp sword came in at an angle, there it found even more resistance from his durable frame, thus making the wound far worse.

Without the chest piece, he would've been out for good, either ending up dead or in a wheelchair for the rest of his life.

Sienna eventually finished, that's when she decided to speak to the unresponsive man.

"I need to get the back..."

Seeing him reach for the bedside handle, she instead hooked an arm behind his back and slowly pulled him forward, the small movement alone brought a hiss from Y/N.