What it means to be a Savior by @like-waves-on-the-beach
“Killian watched as a flood of damp hair was released from the helmet. It was damp and blonde, clinging to the face and jaw line of a beautiful green-eyed woman. Killian’s body responded immediately despite the cold, and the flooding of his blood into his groin reminded him that he had taken two major hits to his balls and penis. Groaning, he moved to the side and rolled over, still gasping for breath. Son-of-a-green-eyed bitch.”












