A/n:p this is just a short oneshot based on a fanart I found of these two. It was very interesting but sadly I wasn't able to find out who the artist was. XD whoever it was is damn good though!

Until the dawn breaks

Nightshroud appeared silently next to Zane's bed and sat beside him.

He woke with a start but before he could move, Nightshroud wrapped his hand around his throat.

Zane stared defiantly into his eyes and spat out through clenched teeth.

"I'll never give you my key!"

Nightshroud smirked and tightened his grip on Zane's throat, coming dangerously close to his lips as he whispered.

"Than perhaps I'll take your body first."

Zane's eyes slid closed with a shiver as he felt Nightshroud's cool breath against his face.

"Take anything you want...but you will not get my key."

Nightshroud was silent at this and leaned in ever closer, slowly testing the pulsing lips below his.

Finding no resistance he captured them roughly.

Biting down with an eyetooth he smirked and lapped up the small amount of blood he had drawn on Zane's bottom lip.

Nightshroud slid over Zane, pinning him at the hips as he dragged both hands above his head, continuing to kiss him.

Grasping both of Zane's wrists in one hand his other slid down, teasing the quivering stomach with light fingers.

As he released his lips, Zane blushed and stared into the eyes, past the mask and realized who his assailant was.

All too suddenly he was a willing victim in this beautiful lust driven game.

He gasped out an inaudible name, throwing his head back as Nightshroud began to lay tender kisses on his throat.

The darkly clad figure above him began to rock his hips slowly and went back to his lips.

Without warning Zane reversed the situation and stared down into the shocked face.

"Atticus..."

The brunet let out a startled sigh as Zane's fingers now worked their way down.

"H-how did you know!"

Zane smiled widely.

"How many times have we been together now? And you didn't think I'd know my own lover, even with a mask?"

He reached down and gently pulled off the mask before brushing his lips softly against the others.

"Tonight I'm going to give you far more than my key..."

And soon they were tangled together with the silk sheets, gasping each other's names.

Hours later they lay panting beside each other and Zane stared into Atticus eyes.

"I'll give you the key on one condition."

Atticus sighed deeply and replaced his mask as he stood, pulling his pants back on.

"That was very good Zane, but I'm afraid I can't take that key from you..."

Zane sat up, looking puzzled at his lover.

"Why not? Isn't that why you came to me in the first place?"

Atticus smirked down at him.

"If I take your key I not only have to take your soul, but I'll also never be able to see you again...so what do you say we meet again tomorrow night."

Zane smirked at this.

"Only if you wear that mask again."

Nightshroud once again, he silently disappeared through the bright light of the early morning, leaving Zane to wonder if he'd really come back...