Little Thing Called Lust, a vampire knight fanfic

Title: Little Thing Called Lust

Summary: He wasn't looking for Love, and hers was already spoken for. They didn't seek each other for comfort; they weren't attracted by a sense of longing. They lusted after one another; a charge ignited that was so strongly carnal that it pooled and heated and clutched at them through their bellies and in their eyes. Physical release and carnal satisfaction drove them, again and again, to their secret tryst. They just couldn't help it; the need was always too hard to ignore.

Category: Anime/Manga » Vampire Knight

Characters: Kaien Kurosu, Jurri KuranAuthor: Marie Meyers

Language: English, Rating: Rated: T
Genre: Romance, Prose
Published: 11-11-12, Updated: 11-11-12
Chapters: 1, Words: 623

Disclaimer/Letter from the Author: This story is called "Little Thing Called Lust," an idea I had originally written for characters by the names of Mina and Leroy. As I was writing it, I realized I could make it a story for Zero and Yuuki or Kain and Ruka, but I decided to write it for Kaien and Juuri, and I wrote this story as a tribute to them because I've always felt compelled by the mystery of their relationship. Just what had Juuri meant to Kaien before she died? In the manga, Kaien at one point has a piece of a memory of Juuri from the time he was a vampire hunter. Just what happened? Why did he feel like he owed her? So, Kaien, this is for you.

All mention of Vampire Knight is fandom use only. I do not own Vampire Knight or its characters. Please, if you like this story, support this series by reading it online and buying the books in stores! Matsuri Hino would greatly appreciate it. Also for any reprint, mention, or want of use of this work of fan-fiction, please ask author Marie Meyers.

Little Thing Called Lust

His back hit the door with a faint thud as he pressed her body against his. He groaned at the feeling of her fingers entangled in his hair as he cupped her chin and captured her lips with his own.

He should've felt ashamed, they both should have.

The kiss wasn't laced with love like Haruka's kisses were. Kaien's kiss was fierce and laced with desire, and it sent Juuri's mind reeling as she pulled at his hair, bringing his face closer to hers.

"Kaien," she squeaked when they surfaced for air. "Kaien." He bent his head down to kiss at her neck and Juuri gasped.

"What time is Haruka-San coming home?" Kaien asked with his face buried in her neck. "How much time do we have?"

"He'll be home tomorrow evening," Juuri replied as her hands slipped from his hair to clutch at his jacket. She shifted against him and Kaien let out st strange sound, exhaling sharply.

Kaien slipped his arms around Juuri's waist and felt her legs wrap around his torso as he walked with her into what was Juuri's and Haruka's bedroom. Carefully, he laid her out at the center of the bed. His body loomed over hers as he pulled her face to his and kissed her once more.

They knew nothing would change. When Haruka returned, they both knew Juuri would cling to him, loving him with all her heart all the while. Kaien, too, would resume his swinger ways, so it wasn't like they were in love or anything.

"Juuri," Kaien whispered as Juuri's hands stripped him of his jacket.

"Shhh," she replied.

They just couldn't help it, giving into the little thing called lust.

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