Author: My first ever Kimbly/Roy drabble. -grins- I just love this pairing, it is, as I refer to it, my sinful pairing. Anyways, my beta (Nimblnymph) told me this was kinky. -grins- Is it really?

Disclaimer: I work at McDonald's... I own nothing.

Gasoline

Roy shuddered, feeling Kimbly's hands roam across his body. A moan escaped from him as he felt the slight string of gasoline as it was poured onto his naked body. The burn of the liquid as it dripped to the ground beneath him. Kimbly smiled, his grin just as wicked as his nature.

This didn't bother Roy, though. He was used to the gasoline and the smiles. The pain of the coupling and the hands that groped him continuously. He had to be used to it. They met enough.

Always after a great massacre, never after small skirmishes. By now, he could vividly picture the blood sliding from his body as he stood under the shower with Kimbly behind him. It made him sick to his stomach, but something about Kimbly... about this helped. It replaced the sick feeling with a painful pleasure, too good to be ignored. Roy groaned as Kimbly pushed in. As always, he was thankful for the gasoline.