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Despite being face-down on the table, Chase could practically feel the stare of his superior standing over him. Heart was the one who agreed to inspect Chase for damage after a recent incident, despite not being familiar with the procedures. It was likely one of his ‘bonding activities.’ The injury was nothing life-threatening, of course, but it was just a bit too close to Chase’s ‘spine’ for comfort.
Without so much as a word of warning, Heart pushed his hand past layers of synthetic skin into the wound. It turns out it was a lot deeper than it looked, so deep in fact he could grab one of the wires that served as nerves. Chase immediately flinched, Heart taking careful note of his reaction. He gently brushed his fingers over the nerve again, and just like before, Chase’s body responded.
“Does it hurt?”
“I don’t know.”
“You don’t know?” Heart cooed, taking the exposed wire between his fingers, stroking it with a thumb.
The sensation sent a shock through Chase’s entire nervous system. It felt strange, piercing through him like a hot knife. It wasn’t painful, no, it was… good . He shivered under Heart’s careful touch as the other Roidmude continued to tease the nerve ending.
“Feels good, doesn’t it?” Heart leaned in closer. “Medic tried it with me once, I’ve never experienced anything like it, before or since,” he mused. “You know what that means, right? That I’m showing you something so special? It means you’ve earned it.” His voice was like honey, sickeningly sweet, melting into the warm haze of Chase’s mind.
Heart kept on talking in that soft tone, but Chase didn’t seem to hear, words lost to the fog. Heart was getting more bold with his ministrations, twisting the wire between his fingers. This made Chase gasp and grip the edge of the table with trembling hands.
“Heart…”
Chase’s voice was quiet, shaky and broken. He could hardly form words, let alone a coherent sentence, the feeling was just so overwhelming. Heart was making him feel amazing , stroking and twisting the exposed wire, pressing kisses against Chase’s exposed skin.
Heart slid a hand over the one gripping the table and carefully uncurled Chase’s fingers before sliding a hand under his chest and flipping him over, pulling Chase onto his lap. Heart held Chase close to him, continuing to play with the nerve, causing his subordinate to bury his face into Heart’s neck to hide the soft sounds he was making.
“Chase, you’re so beautiful like this,” he whispered.
Chase shivered against him, fingers digging into Heart’s shoulders. He so desperately wanted to be made to come apart slowly, piece by piece. It was so good it almost hurt, a persistent ache. He almost screamed when Heart suddenly grabbed a fistful of cables underneath his skin and pulled ever so slightly. With just those touches, Chase was getting closer. To what, he wasn't sure. All he knew in his pleasure-addled mind was that he was about to tip over the edge and into something .
“You like that?”
Chase nodded frantically. Heart smiled and pulled at the wires even harder. Spots of white flashed before his eyes and his whole body stiffened before going limp, like a puppet with its strings cut. Chase sank into Heart’s embrace as he gasped for air, desperately trying to prevent himself from overheating from the sheer amount of stimulation. The last thing he heard before his vision faded and he fell into unconsciousness was his superior whispering into his ear, praising him for a job well done.
“Heart, how did-”
Brain stopped in his tracks when he saw Chase half-naked and unconscious in the arms of his beloved Heart.
“What is it, Brain? Something wrong?”
“No… I think I should leave. I don’t want to interrupt…” he gestured at whatever was happening in front of him. “...that.”
He scampered out of the room as quickly as he’d barged in, seething with jealousy. Brain gripped the handkerchief, wringing it in his hands like he wanted to do to Chase’s neck.
That should’ve been me, damnit!