I'd fight the world for you

Siren surprised her by coming to press a kiss to her lips before she began any of her work, catching her off guard enough that she couldn't stop the soft, delighted murr that she gave at the sudden affection. She smiled adoringly at her love as she began to move away to go get the supplies she would need, watching Siren move with the delicate grace of the princess she was. Never before had Dalila ever considered someone attractive or had any desire to be with them physically in any way, but Siren defied all of her usual notions. Siren was stunningly beautiful, breathtaking in every way, and just watching her like this was more than enough of a distraction to keep her mind off of the discomfort as her lady began to clean around her wound. It certainly wasn't the worst wound she had ever received and it wasn't a deadly bite by any means, but it still hurt and feeling siren clean and maneuver the area to disinfect and treat the bite wasn't a pleasant thing. She sat still through the whole though though, only the occasional grimace giving away her discomfort.

Occasionally her blue gaze caught with Sirens as her lady began to wrap her wounds with bandages, a little smile pulling at the corners of her lips each time. She would never get over how striking Siren's gaze was, each eye unique and utterly captivating. She realized a few moments too late that Siren had used their good bandages to wrap her leg and her ears flicked guiltily, but she stopped herself from saying anything, knowing already what Siren would say. She still had that deeply ingrained train of thought that she was a slave and therefore shouldn't be allowed to use or have nice things like this, but even just the fact that Siren was caring for her like this at all was a testament to how their relationship had changed. "Thank you for patching up my wounds," she said softly as Siren finished with wrapping her leg, her light blue gaze shining with love as she yearned for more of those delicate kisses.

"Dalila"