Author note: Hello and welcome to my Guntz/Zweegle anthology, Collar, which will be updated every Thursday till completion. Most of these fics are rated M for mature, and feature a fair amount of homosexuality and D/s (Dominance and Submission). This first one, however, is T, to help introduce the concepts. After the first few, however, the gloves are coming off!
Disclaimer: I don't own any of the Klonoa characters, they belong to Namco and Klonoa works. My representation of these characters is by no means a reflection of their behavior within the established canon, and is entirely of my own making.
Beckon
Guntz was sprawled out on the old and partially moth-eaten rug, resting his head on his arms and looking up at his master in the chair in front of him. The aforementioned purple-skinned vampire was leaning back in his armchair, a nineteenth century Gothic-romance novel clutched in his paws. A typical early morning scenario.
It was about an hour before sunrise, not that you would be able to tell that from inside the room. Thick blackout curtains covered the only window and were pegged shut to prevent them from coming undone by mistake. With its olden-style décor and disconnection with the outside world, it would be easy to believe that the room itself was frozen in an age gone by, completely separate from everything and everyone else. And that is exactly how the pair liked it.
Zweegle flicked over a page, and Guntz let out a small yawn. It was getting late, and he was eager to go to bed and get some rest. But whether he did or not was entirely at his masters discretion. Lifting his head up, he looked back over at him, hoping to catch his attention and get him to take some pity on him. Zweegle's eyes, however, stayed firmly on the page in front of him, the novel being of far too much interest for him to notice anything else. Guntz lowered his head to the ground again. He would have to wait.
Waiting, however, was something the wolf could handle well enough. He had waited for over seventeen years to find somebody to take him in. Someone to care from him. Somebody who understood the language of pain. Of sorrow, rejection. Of killing.
Two beings, one who lived to kill, one who killed to live. One who struck fear into the hearts of the entire country, and the one whom feared their merciless wrath. They really weren't that much different, now that he thought about it. Both sides of the same twisted coin, each envious of the other. Who could have imagined them taking comfort in each other's presence?
He closed his eyes for a second, listening to the light crackle of the fireplace and enjoying the soft but worn touch of the rug beneath him. Could life get any better than it was now? He surmised that it could not.
The sound of another page turning could be heard, and the wolfs heart skipped a beat. That was one step closer to bed, which was of course one step closer to being with his master. One step closer to being in his arms, the others hands running themselves up and down his body without restraint. His tail flicked back and forth impatiently, it being the only real give-away to his thoughts. The rest of his body lay stock still, waiting for a sign.
As if he could sense the others impatience, the vampire slid the thin piece of ribbon between the pages of his book and snapped it shut, the sound being music to the ears of the younger boy. He raised his head, and their eyes met as Zweegle removed his reading glasses and placed them delicately on the book beside him. Finally done with his little ritual, he brought a hand in front of his face and, extending his index finger, beckoned his pet closer.
The wolf began to crawl towards him cautiously, not daring to make a sudden movement and spoil his chances. Reaching the chair, he hauled himself up and placed his head in the crook of the others neck, winding his hands around his waist and snuggling closer as he did so. Finally settled, he let out a contented sigh.
Zweegle allowed a rare smile to show on his face, confident that no-one could see him do so. Though, at that moment, it really didn't matter if anyone could see him or not. He was in a state of complete bliss, and that was all that mattered.
"Someone's affectionate tonight..." The vamp muttered idly as he scratched the wolf behind his ears. Guntz leaned into the hand and gently nodded his head in agreement. "You about ready for bed then?" Another nod. Zweegle stood up slowly, allowing his partner to get to his feet as well. Linking hands, he lead Guntz slowly and seductively to the bedroom, his eyes not leaving him for a second.
Reaching the large, round bed that dominated most of the room, Zweegle pulled back the covers and slid beneath them, holding them open for Guntz. The wolf immediately took the invitation, settling himself in next to the vampire. After this was done, the covers were drawn back over them, encasing them within their own little world.
The vampire scooped his lover into his embrace and held him possessively, clutching so tight that his claw like fingernails almost drew blood. Guntz simply buried himself deeper into the other's chest, treasuring the mere comfort of his master's closeness. It was a far-cry from his days on the battlefield, where the living would run in terror, and the only contact he had with anyone was through his fists and boots.
And for the elder, the embrace was just as exciting. To have somebody within his grasp, bowing before HIS power. No longer the hunted, sulking in the shadows and hiding from the mob. Feeding off the blood of rats in dilapidated alleyways, and living in squalid warehouses and abandoned buildings. Now, he had the hunter to go out, to do it for him. All at his own orders. It was the power he had always dreamed of.
To anyone watching the pair; one possessively griping the other, while they innocently lay there and accepted it, it was hard to tell which one was the happiest.
Wow, short first chapter. I'll try and make them a little longer in the future, but I kinda like how this one turned out, it doesn't feel artificially stretched out, like some of mine tend to do. Anyway, feel free to leave a comment, I'll try my hardest to respond to all of them.