Cass shook his head in disappointment, he wanted her to know how to take a hit, that was the purpose of this ‘exercise’, if she couldn’t take some rough play she’d never be ready.
“Oh fine, we’ll try again when you heal.” He snapped before his demeanour completely changed and he leaned in to run his hands over the wounds on her thighs.
“It’s alright Palp, you did last longer this time. Now let’s get you into a bath.”
His hand moved from to her waist and he pulled her off the ground. Caring for her as if he hadn’t just beaten her.
She shakily rose, a quiet and wounded whimper leaving her. “I don’t want to do this again,” the smaller twin said, unable to rest weight on it. She leaned against Cassius, her frame trembling. It hurt a lot more than she remembered, and fixing up the damage wouldn’t feel very good either. “I-I just want to go to sleep.”