Disclaimer: Vampire Knight is not mine.
A/N: I promised I would never ship Zero and Kaname together, but then I had dream about them thus creating this drabble. Please read and review; enjoy~
Demolition Lovers
This is so wrong, a revolted voice growled at the back of Zero's head, the only sane part of the vampire hunter left. Unfortunately, the voice was ignored as sanity had long since fled the room.
The window was wide open, spilling silver moonlight over the bed in which their bodies were currently intertwined. Blood stained the satin, lavender sheets scattered with matching crimson rose petals, clothes strewn carelessly on the floor.
The only sound that could be heard besides the gentle whistling of the wind moving through the trees was a faint gulping noise as Zero drank the blood of the pure-blood vampire sprawled beneath him.
When he finished, he licked the bloody fang marks sensually, glancing up to stare at his lover with eyes that were currently glowing like fire.
Kaname stared back.
He reached out slowly, grabbing a fistful of Zero's silvery white hair to pull the other vampire closer so that their noses brushed lightly. His tongue flicked out, lapping at his own blood staining Zero's lips and jaw. They kissed then, slowly and passionately, Zero's hands moving to cup Kaname's face while Kaname's other hand wrapped tightly around Zero's bare waist. Their tongues danced intimately, each one marveling at the taste and feel of the other. When they finally separated, Zero's eyebrows pulled together in confusion, and he planted his hands on either side of Kaname's head on the mattress.
"Why won't you kill me?" he asked quietly, looking like a being carved by angels with his silver hair tickling Kaname's cheeks, his now violet eyes sparkling in the moonlight. Kaname smiled softly before replying, reaching up to place a hand gently over Zero's cheek, the vampire hunter-turned-vampire leaning into it with a sigh.
"For the same reason you tossed your Bloody Rose gun to the floor over an hour ago."
Zero kissed the palm of Kaname's hand lightly before readjusting the long, smooth legs curled around his pale waist. He brought their lips back together hungrily as he slipped inside the older vampire. Both of them moaned at the feeling of becoming one physically, Zero thrusting into the heat surrounding him. Kaname's arms found their way around Zero's back as he deepened their kiss, both bodies sweating and heated. It wasn't long before Kaname was biting into Zero's shoulder as their bodies exploded with white pleasure, temporarily blinding the vampire lovers. Exhausted and spent, Zero pulled out, collapsing onto his partner.
Kaname placed a gentle kiss on Zero's sweaty temple, shifting so that they were lying on their sides. They took a moment to bask in the after-glow of their love-making, violet eyes staring into reddish-brown. Zero tenderly brushed a stray strand of soft, chocolate brown hair from Kaname's face.
"What is this?" he asked softly, tucking the strand behind Kaname's ear. The pure-blood smiled angelically, his dark eyes reflecting hundreds of years of wisdom.
"The answer is in why my blood is the only kind that can satisfy you, and vice versa," Kaname answered mischievously.
"Love?" Zero murmured, kissing the corner of Kaname's mouth, a small, rare grin playing on his face. It was almost maniacal. Kaname chuckled, taking the other vampire's chin.
"Exactly," he replied simply before kissing Zero again softly on the lips.
Zero chewed playfully on Kaname's bottom lip, finally silencing the voice in the back of his head. Who cared if it was wrong when it felt so right?
They were both already on the road to hell, only now… they could ride it together.
The End.