Our Hidden Desire

Daniel went into his room and then into the bathroom that was there. He pulled off his shirt and looked at his front and back. Not a single mark was on him. Even the deep bruises were gone, he didn't feel any soreness in them either. Though his left thigh was rather sore and hurt. Which he looked at undressing and turning the shower on.

At least he didn't have a bunch of knife wounds or something. Though they would have smelled the blood and Juan would have insisted on having it healed. Neil would have done it for him too, but he didn't. Just a bunch of bruises that were both old and new. 

She was good, sometimes when Neil healed him, he didn't get the smaller bruising or the ones that were deeper and didn't show on the surface. Then again Daniel only really had his severe wounds healed before he'd walk away or said that he was fine and didn't need anymore.