Beside Comfort
Title: Beside Comfort
Rating: PG-16
Fandom: DOGS: Bullets & Carnage
Character(s): Naoto Fuyumine, Heine Rammsteiner
Pairing(s): Heine/Naoto
Word Count: 819
Summary: Heine's sick and Bishop thought it was a good idea to have Naoto "nurse" him back to health.
Author's Note: Writing for the DOGS: Naoto/Heine kink meme. Prompt: Naoto in a nurse outfit and Heine as a patient, Bonus kinks of a dominating Naoto and having Heine bound to the bed.
This was that stupid lolicon priest’s idea… not to mention… well found out one of his kinks.
Bishop had given Naoto the outfit to wear since it was ‘too big for Nill and the only spare clothing he had left’. The young girl was trying to get used to patching up holes in outfits (because of a certain someone), so Nill had taken Naoto’s clothes in order to fix them. But then suddenly he had to go out and took Nill with him. Naoto raised an eyebrow in suspicion. His last words?
“Take care of Heine.”
Was he fucking out of his mind?
--
So dogs could get sick.
White hair stuck to his face, skin felt clammy, and he was cold but burning up at the same time. Heine moved to the door in order to open it and was greeted with Naoto’s curled hand, about to knock on the door. Except, he didn’t see her and ran into her hand.
“Get out my w-”
Heine looked the woman over, vision blurry. She was in all white, which was way off from her usual palate of colors. Was that-was that a nurse outfit? The male’s first reaction was to double over and laugh. But then, he was quicker to catch on to the stupid priest’s game. Sick bastard.
--
This is what he meant. Naoto didn’t move out of Heine’s way.
“Step back.”
Heine tilted his head in disgust.
“Move.”
“I told you to step back.”
The dog wasn’t going to move and neither was she. She pushed him back into the room. Heine jumped, disliking the fact that Naoto was touching him, but he couldn’t find himself finding the strength to freak out more or fight her back. Instead, he fell backwards into the bed.
Heine sat up and Naoto automatically hovered over him and pushed him back down. The male planned on saying something, but his tongue was dry and seemed to be unable to move in any coherent fashion. He sighed and placed an arm on top of his forehead.
Defeated.
--
He must have passed out some time after that because when he woke up, he was immobilized. He knew his reaction time was a little slow, but hell, he was bound. The stray dog in him started to freak out until he looked over and saw Naoto’s back. She was over at the desk, wringing a wash cloth out in a basin of water. He tried his best to calm down.
“You’re the worst nurse ever, you know that?”
“Shut up.”
--
The hours passed the same way and the silence was the only thing that was talking. Occasionally, Heine would fall back asleep and then wake up again. But the one time he did, well.
Let’s just say Naoto was glad she had tied him to the bed.
A nightmare from his past arose, and Heine thrashed around violently as much as he could in his state. Naoto had been in the other room, preparing something for him to eat when she heard the bed’s legs scratching against the floor. She rushed into the room and saw Heine trying to pull at the binds, screaming, and occasionally yelling out one name:
Lily.
Not for the state of his safety, but of the bed, she climbed on top of the bed and tried to calm him down.
“Heine!”
Maybe calling his name would bring him back to reality. She wasn’t really sure if it would work, but she had to try. She placed her hands on the side of his face (she had seen Nill do it before) and called out his name again. At his name, Heine froze and slowly calmed down, back being pressed against the bed once more. Eyelids fluttered open and red eye exposed themselves.
“Lily…”
“Not quite.”
The clouded thoughts and fleeting dream let him when he saw Naoto hovering over him, her soft hands on the side of her face. Usually he’d be freaking out but he wasn’t. Maybe it didn’t matter that much if it was Nill or Naoto comforting him. Maybe it was just the notion of comfort. For a moment, he swore Naoto looked more feminine, her face and eyes soft, not chiseled out of ice and stone.
“You said my name just now, didn’t you?”
Heine looked up at the woman over him, her scar slightly exposed at their current angle. He couldn’t help looking at it for a moment before his eyes traveled to her face.
Naoto hadn’t thought about it, but yeah… she guessed she did. She had never said his name before. This would definitely make a first. The woman shrugged in agreement.
“Thank you.”
Were those… words of gratitude coming from his mouth? Now Naoto felt like she was about to throw up.
“You really are sick, aren’t you?”
“And you’re still a shitty nurse.”
“Shut up.”
Rating: PG-16
Fandom: DOGS: Bullets & Carnage
Character(s): Naoto Fuyumine, Heine Rammsteiner
Pairing(s): Heine/Naoto
Word Count: 819
Summary: Heine's sick and Bishop thought it was a good idea to have Naoto "nurse" him back to health.
Author's Note: Writing for the DOGS: Naoto/Heine kink meme. Prompt: Naoto in a nurse outfit and Heine as a patient, Bonus kinks of a dominating Naoto and having Heine bound to the bed.
This was that stupid lolicon priest’s idea… not to mention… well found out one of his kinks.
Bishop had given Naoto the outfit to wear since it was ‘too big for Nill and the only spare clothing he had left’. The young girl was trying to get used to patching up holes in outfits (because of a certain someone), so Nill had taken Naoto’s clothes in order to fix them. But then suddenly he had to go out and took Nill with him. Naoto raised an eyebrow in suspicion. His last words?
“Take care of Heine.”
Was he fucking out of his mind?
--
So dogs could get sick.
White hair stuck to his face, skin felt clammy, and he was cold but burning up at the same time. Heine moved to the door in order to open it and was greeted with Naoto’s curled hand, about to knock on the door. Except, he didn’t see her and ran into her hand.
“Get out my w-”
Heine looked the woman over, vision blurry. She was in all white, which was way off from her usual palate of colors. Was that-was that a nurse outfit? The male’s first reaction was to double over and laugh. But then, he was quicker to catch on to the stupid priest’s game. Sick bastard.
--
This is what he meant. Naoto didn’t move out of Heine’s way.
“Step back.”
Heine tilted his head in disgust.
“Move.”
“I told you to step back.”
The dog wasn’t going to move and neither was she. She pushed him back into the room. Heine jumped, disliking the fact that Naoto was touching him, but he couldn’t find himself finding the strength to freak out more or fight her back. Instead, he fell backwards into the bed.
Heine sat up and Naoto automatically hovered over him and pushed him back down. The male planned on saying something, but his tongue was dry and seemed to be unable to move in any coherent fashion. He sighed and placed an arm on top of his forehead.
Defeated.
--
He must have passed out some time after that because when he woke up, he was immobilized. He knew his reaction time was a little slow, but hell, he was bound. The stray dog in him started to freak out until he looked over and saw Naoto’s back. She was over at the desk, wringing a wash cloth out in a basin of water. He tried his best to calm down.
“You’re the worst nurse ever, you know that?”
“Shut up.”
--
The hours passed the same way and the silence was the only thing that was talking. Occasionally, Heine would fall back asleep and then wake up again. But the one time he did, well.
Let’s just say Naoto was glad she had tied him to the bed.
A nightmare from his past arose, and Heine thrashed around violently as much as he could in his state. Naoto had been in the other room, preparing something for him to eat when she heard the bed’s legs scratching against the floor. She rushed into the room and saw Heine trying to pull at the binds, screaming, and occasionally yelling out one name:
Lily.
Not for the state of his safety, but of the bed, she climbed on top of the bed and tried to calm him down.
“Heine!”
Maybe calling his name would bring him back to reality. She wasn’t really sure if it would work, but she had to try. She placed her hands on the side of his face (she had seen Nill do it before) and called out his name again. At his name, Heine froze and slowly calmed down, back being pressed against the bed once more. Eyelids fluttered open and red eye exposed themselves.
“Lily…”
“Not quite.”
The clouded thoughts and fleeting dream let him when he saw Naoto hovering over him, her soft hands on the side of her face. Usually he’d be freaking out but he wasn’t. Maybe it didn’t matter that much if it was Nill or Naoto comforting him. Maybe it was just the notion of comfort. For a moment, he swore Naoto looked more feminine, her face and eyes soft, not chiseled out of ice and stone.
“You said my name just now, didn’t you?”
Heine looked up at the woman over him, her scar slightly exposed at their current angle. He couldn’t help looking at it for a moment before his eyes traveled to her face.
Naoto hadn’t thought about it, but yeah… she guessed she did. She had never said his name before. This would definitely make a first. The woman shrugged in agreement.
“Thank you.”
Were those… words of gratitude coming from his mouth? Now Naoto felt like she was about to throw up.
“You really are sick, aren’t you?”
“And you’re still a shitty nurse.”
“Shut up.”