Petroleum Jelly

Soubi rubbed something sticky on my cut. Across my collar bone ran a jagged

slightly bloody scar. When he came to me Soubi asked a question he already knew

the answer to. Who did it? He already knew it was my mother, and knew I wouldn't

reply.

After inspecting the cut he carefully looked over every inch of my body. Every

inch, in turn, crawled with nervousness. His eyes burrowed into me. They only

stopped when he pulled me into a deep warm hug. Nuzzling his head against the

non-injured side of my neck before pulling away. His head moved closer to the

cut, not looking up. Before I could ask what he was doing Soubi /licked me/!

"Soubi you idot! What are you doing!"

His tongue advanced across my cut. It ignored my words.

"Cleaning it." Soubi replied as he lifts his head up and his eyes briefly met

mine. He turned his attention away just as a blush crept through me. He grabbed

a first aid kit from his bag and started pulling some things out. And then Soubi

rubbed something sticky on my cut.

It felt different. Usually I just put on a bandaid but now a salve soothed my

broken skin.

"What's that Soubi?"

"Petroleum Jelly." He answered. Duh, I could've read a label myself.

"No dummy, what's it do?"

"Just about everything." Soubi said matter-of-factly. It made me think of him.

Soubi said he could do anything for me. Everything.

Soubi looked up at me, a smile dancing on across his face. He finished rubbing

the salve across my cut and wiped the extra up with his finger. His finger that

had caressed my skin, my bones, healing me. He pressed that finger to my lips

and rubbed it in. Smoothing his thumb along every area blending together him and

me with one mysterious sticky salve. It felt nice. He felt nice.

Moving closer, Soubi licked me, /again/. On my lips. He licked my lips! But I

couldn't help the feeling in my stomach that said I really didn't hate it. The

feeling that said I wanted more. Before I could process what was happening he

pressed his lips onto mine. Warm and gentle lips swimming in the smoothness of

my own. Mine parted to a tiny groan. My cheeks flushed even more. Had I.. just

made that sound! I didn't know what was going on my stomach was fluttering like

crazy, my head was spinning with Soubi's smell. His taste. Trying to ignore what

I did, and Soubi's grinning reaction as he reached for more kisses, I spoke.

"Soubi.." I found myself unable to yell at him. "You can't.. wait! Soubi! You

shouldn't put /medicine/ by my mouth! And it's on yours now too! And your

tongue!"

"It's okay Ritsuka. It's Petroleum Jelly." He pointed out. Not knowing what that

meant at all I sighed and gave in to his kisses, licks, and even a small nibble.

I couldn't resist this time. Not like usual. I allowed Soubi to do what he like.

What I might.. like... a little. He finished by gently parting his lips from

mine and then he silently bandaged my wound. I knew that he too, was listening

to our breaths intertwine, and our heartbeat's connect.

The next morning I looked at the wound, it was healing, quicker than I thought

it would. I rubbed my finger over the pink skin. It was soft. Remembering, I

rubbed my lips together. My lips were soft.