Prompt: Charming Hook, the logistics of having sex with a hook for a hand. Bonus points for Snow having to awkwardly administer first aid because Charming gets 'hooked'
"Ow daminit, Snow, that hurts," Charming groused.
"Well if you'd be still it might not would hurt so bad," Snow said as she cleaned the wound in her ex's side. She studied the wound carefully, "What happened anyway?" she questioned. "Hook didn't get mad at you and do this, right?"
Charming shook his head, "No," he said simply.
"Well what happened?" Snow demanded.
"Snow, please, lets just not talk about it."
"Charming, I know we're not together anymore but I still care about you and I swear to god if he hurt you on purpose I'm gonna -"
"We were having sex," Charming snapped.
"Oh," Snow said as her face colored with embarrassment and she fell quiet.
"I'm sorry," he said, "I told you I didn't want to talk about it."
Snow shook her head, "Its fine," she said but Charming could tell it really wasn't as Snow pressed down just a little too hard on the dressing she applied to the wound. "You're all done," she said as she packed up the first aid supplies. Charming simply nodded, at a loss for what to say. He was almost to the door when Snow's voice reached his ears, "Next time tell the pirate to wear a sock," she said.
