<div class="floatright">(http://i1099.photobucket.com/albums/g393/theredfear/MaleCharPics/img-carlos-bocanegra_1155538764412.jpg)<strong><br/>Dom (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=150938.msg6869979#msg6869979)</strong><br/><strong>Location:</strong> Bus<br/><strong>Summary:</strong> Killing Sara<br/>with kindness. And hotness. Pure <br/>Unmitigated hotness. Bam! <br/><strong>Tagged: </strong> Sara<br/><hr/></div><br/>He brought the cloth up to the side of her face decorated with Mika, and began the slow process of wiping away the grime, sweat, and blood. He worked the cloth well, warm water gradually cooling as the bitter cold of night began to take the place of the blistering heat of day. Every so often he squeezed out the water from the cloth into the dirty water pot, and then dipped it into the clean water pot to resume. Soon Sara's face was so clean it probably made her that much more aware of the fact that the rest of her was not. He wiped gently around her throat and collar. Perhaps meant to suggest without words that he'd wash the rest of her too if she deigned to reveal more of her body. Of course he'd already seen, touched, and tasted half of it so didn't imagine she'd be too squeamish about the idea.