(Love) Hate You

Ajax turned into a lovable husband right now. After returning from the restaurant where he got the bruises, now he was clinging to Lavender. He wanted to be pampered by Lavender, and somehow, he felt that it was delightful. 

"Stop clinging like that; I have to put the ointment on your cuts!" Lavender pushed him a bit to put the ointment on him. Ajax was smirking and kept caressing her back. 

"Ouch …" the wound stung when the gel on the thin layer of lips. Lavender instantly held his cheek worryingly.

"I'm sorry. Is it painful?" Lavender gently blew his lips, but their eyes collided after. Ajax wanted to kiss, but he stopped.

"I still have the gel on my lips." Lavender grinned beamingly. 

"You should wait," she whispered. The desire between them was almost bursting up. Both Ajax and Lavender tried to subdue it. It seemed to work for some reason that Lavender still putting an ointment at him.