Day 7: I've Got You
Prompts Used: Carrying
Warnings: None
Ship: Sith Warrior/Bounty Hunter
Characters: Azan Tarnak (Lord Wrath - Sith Pureblood), Max Tro (Bounty Hunter - Human)
Azan offered a grimace of a smile at the woman curled up on her couch. Max had stripped her armor to leave her in the underlying bodysuit, hair slick with sweat, brows scrunched together and face bare of its usual skull paint. The Sith didn't need the Force to tell that Max was miserable and had a fever.
She took a seat on the edge of the sofa and placed a hand against her girlfriend's forehead. Max flinched initially, but then leaned into Azan's warm touch.
"I told you to wear your warmer gear if you were going to Hoth."
A groan answered, followed by the smaller woman crossing her arms over her face.
"I also told you that you should be checked by a medical droid."
That got a reaction. Max's bright blue eyes peeked over her arms; she was glaring daggers. "No," she mumbled before covering her eyes again.
"All right, that's enough." Azan always knew there would be an upside to being so much larger than her partner: Picking Max up was easy, even as the Human jolted and tried to roll back onto the couch. "Stop that. Come here."
Bridal style, Max was carried up the stairs and straight to Azan's room. It didn't take long for her to stop struggling and instead press her face against the Sith's neck.
"You're warm… Like a blanket." Max murmured.
Azan just shook her head and chuckled. "And you are a reckless Mandalorian who needs to go to sleep," she said as she pulled the covers back over Max's curled up frame.
"Mm… I'll sleep if you lay with me."
Oh, no. There were The Eyes. With even her nose tucked under the blanket, Azan could only see Max's blue eyes and arched brows. How could she say no to those eyes?
Leaning down to place a kiss on Max's forehead, the Sith relented.
It didn't take long for Max to shift so she was curled up against Azan's chest, nor for them both to drift off to sleep.