Guilty Pleasures,
By ApocalypticDisaster
Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight or any of the characters
Aidou Hanabusa stood in front of a pair of elegantly carved double doors that the Noble vampire knew quite well. The Aristocrat, on several occasions, came up with excuses to visit these very doors. The doors that he knew led to the Kuran siblings chamber.
More then once Hanabusa had knocked the doors in front of him, only to be met by a seemingly annoyed Kuran Kaname, who would open the door with an infuriated expression, his breathing slightly uneven and his then crinkled shirt unbuttoned, exposing the Purebloods muscular chest and toned stomach, the perfect alabaster skin marred by a light sheet of sweat and the occasional drop of blood.
"What is it, Aidou?" The brunette male would impatiently ask, causing the Noble to reluctantly remove his line of sight from his idols body, or, just as often, from the disheveled Pureblood Princess in the background, whose hair would be clamped in streaks against her face that would be painted bright red and soaked by beads of perspiration that ran like streams down her neck, disappearing down the silk sheets that would be carelessly thrown over her, hiding her body away from the Blonde's intense gaze. Sometimes part of her legs would be out to view and the bare skin would entrance him, the whole scene resulting in the blue eyed male turning into a stuttering mess as he tried to explain his clear interruption.
Today was different. He had given the doors his signature knock, three quick taps followed by two shorter ones, quite loudly if he said so himself and waited, the documents being clutched tightly by his hand that lay tense at his side. He was greeted by nothing. No indication that his self proclaimed announcement of arrival had been given any notice too and his hand rose again, his feet taking a single step closer to the doors as his hand prepared to knock again.
The fingers that were loosely curled inwards froze, just centimeters away from making contact with the wood directly in front of him and his mouth sagged open slightly, showing off a pair of white fangs. His aqua eyes were huge, feeling as if they could fall out of their sockets at any moment as his usually pale skin tinged red with severe embarrassment. His long hand snapped back, clamping over his own mouth and effectively muffling his gasp of shock that threatened to give away his presence as the thin file of important documents fell from his limp fingers, sprawling out messily against the cold marble as it hit the floor with an almost inaudible thump. His sharp ears seemed to burn with every sound that could be heard from behind the door, each quiet moan and pant bringing his body closer until he was all but pressed against the door, his ear squashed directly over the wood in an attempt to hear more.
A part of him felt ridiculous as he found his breath quickening, his eyes eyes sliding close in borrowed contentment as more groans pleasured his ears, the sounds taunting the thoughts that he so painfully suppressed each day.
Her body withered under his lean form, her brown red eyes clamping shut as a pleasure filled groan fell from her thoroughly kissed lips and the Princess's chest rose and fell in irregular patterns as she struggled to breathe, her body unable to remember preforming the basic functions. The only fault of the intensity of bliss running throughout her entire form. A deafening moan echoed around the elegantly decorated room, a pair of sweat soaked bodies brushing against each other in the light of the moon that streamed in from the open curtains.
His teeth ground together as the image filled his mind. Kuran Yuki thrashing underneath HIM, her body begging for HIS touch, completely submitting herself to him and allowing him to do as he wished to her. His hand, betraying his mind, ran over his own clothed chest, feeling his own nipples perk up through his shirt as his fingers brushed over them, lightly squeezing them in his trance. His vivid imagination helped deceive his mind, the illusion fueled by the moans that seemed to get louder with each press of his ear against the door. An almost silent gasp sounded from him as he heard a deeper groan, the seductive sound causing an unexpected twist in his forbidden desires.
A slim but muscular body was host to a selection of bite marks, and half lidded blue eyes stared up at a brown haired beauty that crouched over him. Hanabusa's heart seemed to thunder against his chest as a fully tailored black shirt was pulled off the other males body, slowly showcasing the pale planes of the Purebloods chest. His stomach tightened in anticipation as the the dark eyes that belonged to the Vampire Prince got closer to him, the brown-red orbs smoldering in the darkness of the room that seemed to embrace the pair, giving them the perfect amount of privacy. The Noble could feel his mates warm breath hit his face, their lips so close that he could feel them brush over the others as they whispered each others names, the endearing tones being lost in the darkness. Two strong chests heaved in an attempt to gasp in the necessary amount of air, the thick signs of their arousal rubbing against their partner which each movement they made, both participants clear in the others desire.
Some part of him knew what he was doing was wrong, that he should stop before it gets too out of hand but his fingers continued to move, brushing over the waist of his close fitting trousers that hugged his frame perfectly, the dark color striking against the paleness of his skin. He kept his eyes closed as he pulled the zipper down, refusing to let go of the beautifully potent images in his mind. A strangled groan passed through him, trying to be as silent as possible as his large hand slipped itself into his underwear, dragging the fabric down enough so the tips of his fingers could run over the erect length his minds fantasy's had created. To Hanabusa it wasn't his own hand, it was the innocent touch of Yuki, the gentle yet somewhat harsh strokes of Kaname. Anything his mind could conjure at that time. As long as his mind allowed the fantasy to feel real, it didn't matter. It was enough to make him lean his head against the door, his teeth biting down upon his bottom lip in an attempt to stop the grunts of wanton pleasure that kept threatening to escape him. It wouldn't be good if he got caught in this sinful act, not when he was so close of the release he so badly needed. Another stroke of himself, waist length hair tickling the sides of his face as she stared down at him, her loving gaze burning straight through him. A cruel squeeze, two masculine bodies rubbing against each other, his skin burning with each contact they made. A quiet whimper slid through his closed lips, his hand gripping his pulsing manhood just that little bit tighter as he reached the edge of release, his hand holding onto the door handle to steady himself as his body shook, hair being clamped to his forehead by sweat that ran freely down his face that was twisted in almost silent pleasure. A few more strokes, a few more illusions, was all it took for him to lose himself, his toes curling in the expensive leather shoes he wore and his back arched as the product of his act fell down his fingers and thighs, staining him in the quickly cooling remains of his act, leaving him breathless and disgusted as he stared down at himself. Feeling soiled for his disgraceful movements that tainted the very things that he took pride in worshiping.
He produced a pristine handkerchief from the chest pocket of his shirt, using it to remove all traces of his actions from his hands the best he could in his shaken state.
"Aidou-Senpai!"
His Aqua eyes, once again, widened as he stared at the now door, an awkward lump rising his throat.
A/N: Ok, so this short one-shot was written as sorry fic for breaking my Fluff promise in my story 'Blood Ties' mainly for the wonderful and talented GeeAnnaB, but it's also intended for all of my fans as a thank you for all their amazing support. Couldn't do it without you!
Was it a little OOC? I'm not sure Hanabusa would be as bold as to do this right outside their door...but, a girl can dream, no? Please review and let me know what you think, I'm very eager to hear your responses. Thank you!