[Drive] Naked
Aug. 3rd, 2015 02:15 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Rating: M
Characters: Heart, Tomari Shinnosuke
Summary: Intimacy through showing everything you are
Warning(s): gore,
Roidmudes don’t bleed.
Their skin peels, and underneath Tomari can see the sparking flash of gunmetal flesh, and somehow it’s as beautiful as it is disturbing. But Heart doesn’t care, he just laughs, presses his thumb into the dip of Tomari’s hip and moves.
A hard thrust that has Tomari seeing stars, fingers digging into skin to the point of drawing blood but Roidmudes don’t bleed.
They don’t bleed, don’t you know that, Kamen Rider, and Tomari knows, knows because he’s bitten down on Heart’s skin. Has lost himself in pleasure so intense the wounds he leaves behind on Heart are enough to make him feel--
“I’ve suffered,” Heart tells him, lips moving against Tomari’s, hips still, cock still buried deep, “but for you--”
“No, no,” Tomari whispers, “not here.”
But Tomari has seen it, has dreamt it, how his hands press against Heart’s chest, fingers curling into flesh, pulling--
Pulling--
Until skin and gunmetal grey and coils and wires peel back, black liquid dripping down his arms, pooling on his chest, and Heart exposed to the world. Pulsing innards, coiled, winded, charged, and it’s breathtakingly beautiful.
Breathtakingly dangerous (like Heart himself).
And Heart always moves, always keeps Tomari’s hands there, urges him to feel, feel, feel, let his fingers tangle in loose wires, feel the pulsating heat.
Intimacy--
Trust--
(A want for something else Tomari is hesitant to give)