I'll be a lump of dead meat

The door shut right in front of his face. His eyes went round as the realization hit him. There was a stinging sensation he felt on his toes.

"Arrrrghh!!" he grunted in pain as he curled his body and held his right foot, limping. "Damn, that vixen!" Cassian Martell De'Loughrey cussed under his breath and rubbed his right foot.

He knelt onto the ground and started to remove his dark leathered boots and caress swelled foot. 

"Nice foot! Is he blushing?" someone with a manly voice teased. 

Cassian glanced over his shoulder to see who among his brothers it was. The corner of his eyes wrinkled as he took in the sight of the man. "Quite Audemar!" he snapped.

Audemar Cirillo raised both of his hands in defeat as the corner of his lips rose. "Alright, alright, brother. But really, what are you doing here?" He asked as he slowly approached the door.