A/N: For the Love of Rose will be updated soon btw.
Summary: He watched the purebloods house, wondering which window in the penthouse occupied the silver haired beauty. He saw him every day, wanting him endlessly. They didn't know how much he watched, no one did. It was amazing, even to him, that he got so much done in the day. He had big plans on the horizon. When everyone thought they might be safe, he'd be there, waiting to take advantage of an unlocked door, a forgetful parent... His plans would start soon, though. It would surely be a huge deal, he knew. But, more than anything, he was willing to risk it all for his prize, his silver beauty. Sure, the hunters would show up, but he was too smart for them, too smart for any of them, even a pureblood. His boys, his victims though...they were the only ones who would know. His cock ached to have them...and his fangs ached to drink them dry once he had his fun with their body. Shivering, he tore his gaze away from the house reluctantly and made his way back along the street, thoughts rapidly swirling in his head.
Chapter: It's important to be gentle
-11:45pm, Friday-
"Honestly, you're planning to seize my entire fortune aren't you?" Kaname accused, watching as Zero took the small pile of poker chips in the space between them. He laughed, adding the chips to his mound of winnings. In no less than fifteen minutes, Kaname was certain that the other male was hustling him. He had only won two hands, and it was due to extreme luck in drawing cards. Zero had won eleven hands, earning himself almost fifteen bucks.
"Fourteen dollars and fifty cents is your entire fortune? By the looks of it I'd say you're a fib." he laughed, enjoying his lover's mock anger. Zero was smiling at him over his latest hand, and Kaname had to admire the sparkle in his eyes. When Zero first sat down, Kaname had felt a betraying blush when he complained of how sore he was.
"I just hope that in the future you're only sore because we've made love so much, rather than being honestly injured by someone."
"You've been lying to me all this time about your talent with cards, Zero...I know what you're doing, and it's stripping away all of my masculinity!" Kaname accused again. Zero only smirked at him, laying down one card to exchange it for a new one.
"Dealer takes one. Don't worry, Kana...your masculinity is actually too large for me to diminish it in any way," he flirted, looking at the new card. His eyes gave away nothing more than affection, so Kaname couldn't tell if he had a good hand or not. "Damn it all to hell!"
He knew he had a great hand, but it wasn't the best hand, and he'd probably end up losing more money…though…that really wasn't the issue at all because he had more money then what was healthy for him.
"I'll raise you a dollar-fifty," he declared, tossing more poker chips onto the four already in the middle of the table. Zero lifted one eyebrow, looking down at the pile of money-sure, it wasn't a lot of money, but winning this much after all the gloating Kaname did before was the best revenge.
"I'll see your raise then," Zero answered, keeping his face passive. "Are you ready?" Kaname kept his poker face intact, trying his damnedest to intimidate him into folding. Zero didn't budge, though, and the pureblood tossed down his hand.
"I've got a straight," he announced, satisfied when he saw the younger's mouth fall ajar. It closed almost immediately, though, and he looked at the pure breed with pleasure.
"I'm surprised, Kana...you almost won this time." Tossing down his hand, he watched Kaname's eyes bulge. "A straight flush-and that beats your hand. Another two dollars for me!" he announced happily, herding the chips to his side.
"How do you do it?" he asked, flabbergasted-if such a word were appropriate.
"Tsk tsk, do not ask a man his secrets. Want another hand?" he asked sweetly, stacking his chips neatly.
"And lose Monday's lunch money? No, thanks," he joked, letting the younger get away with swindling him. "Besides, it looks like you're getting tired," he pointed out. Hiding a yawn behind his hand, Zero pouted cutely at him, not wanting his perfect day to end yet. Feeling that he wouldn't be able to enjoy his Saturday if he slept most of the morning and didn't get his English paper's conclusion written, he relented and stood up.
"There you go, with my life savings and my shirt," Kaname said, smiling as he stuffed the cards back into their box. Zero sleepily yawned at him, stretching his arms up and bringing the hem of the shirt dangerously close to revealing more than just legs. Kaname, of course, eyed it just as any man, gay or straight, would, and Zero smiled widely when he dropped his arms again and sauntered off.
Squinting his eyes at him, Kaname left the deck of cards where they were, stuffing the last of his meager fortune into his wallet and following him up the stairs after switching off all the downstairs lights. In the bedroom again, he found Zero kneeling on their large bed, hands on the edge of the mattress as he peered out the window.
"Look!" he excitedly whispered. "It's snowing."
Watching the sparkling, giant flakes as they passed by a property light at the end of the house, he recalled one of his first Christmases. The only memories he really had were of his brother and mother smiling faces and the sweet taste of ginger, but snow, without a doubt, always reminded him of that day. The bed dipped behind him, and he felt a warm chest brush against his back. Two strong arms slid around his abdomen, bringing him close against Kaname's warm and inviting chest, and for a few minutes, together they watched the snow fall, gently and silently floating to the ground.
"Let's go to sleep, okay?" he whispered, bringing Zero out of the semi-conscious state into which he had fallen. Realizing that he was half-sagging in his lover's arms, Zero blushed, a bit unsteadily following him beneath the covers. Snuggling up to him was one of the best feelings in the world because of the way Kaname would open his arms to him and pulled him close, being held by him felt safe, warm and right. It was only a minute before he fell asleep, curled close to his older lover with one arm over his side and the other tucked between them. Kaname took a bit longer to fall asleep, having not completely gotten accustomed to going to bed at night, but the warmth beneath the blankets and the tiring events of the day wore him down quickly, and he mumbled three words of endearment before letting Morpheus take over.
-Somewhere, Sometime That Night-
He watched the purebloods house, wondering which window in the penthouse occupied the silver haired beauty. He saw him every day, wanting him endlessly. They didn't know how much he watched, no one did. It was amazing, even to him, that he got so much done in the day. He had big plans on the horizon. When everyone thought they might be safe, he'd be there, waiting to take advantage of an unlocked door, a forgetful parent... His plans would start soon, though. It would surely be a huge deal, he knew. But, more than anything, he was willing to risk it all for his prize, his silver beauty. Sure, the hunters would show up, but he was too smart for them, too smart for any of them, even a pureblood. His boys, his victims though...they were the only ones who would know. His cock ached to have them...and his fangs ached to drink them dry once he had his fun with their body. Shivering, he tore his gaze away from the house reluctantly and made his way back along the street, thoughts rapidly swirling in his head.
-9:00 am, Saturday-
Taking a tired breath, Kaname sleepily opened his eyes, popping his neck slightly and wondering why he felt so warm...more so then usual. Looking down, he saw that all of the blankets were stacked on top of him, and looked over to see that Zero was uncovered, probably having kicked the covers off of him and onto him instead. Wondering if he was cold, Kaname carefully sat up, letting his head adjust to the difference in elevation as blood rushed away from his brain. Closing his eyes, he rubbed the bridge of his nose between his index finger and thumb, hoping to wake up soon. Yawning again, he opened his eyes and turned to look at him once more.
His body immediately froze, looking at the superbly delicious pose the boy was in. Now he remembered-Zero hadn't put on any boxers after their hot little session on the bed, only a shirt. Well, the shirt rode high enough to see everything below the navel, but what was even better was that his left leg was bent, the foot upon the bed, and his knee was pointed outward, resting on the edge of the bed. His other leg wasn't quite as bent, but it was bent in the opposite direction, giving Kaname an excellent view of the clamping warmth that always enveloped him so well.
It was much too convenient for him to pass up. And really, who could blame him?
Zero was dreaming something odd indeed. He was running after a black car that he didn't recognize, but he somehow knew that his father was in it. He didn't seem to be driving, though. Rather, it felt like he was in the passenger seat, even though he couldn't see anything inside the car. It picked up speed as he neared the bumper, quickly losing him as it drove down one of those desert highways seen in Nevada or Utah-the endless roads that Hollywood sometimes loved to use. It felt like the middle of July out there, and he realized that he himself had no car. The sun was hot on his neck and back, though not so much on his legs. He could see heat waves in the distance, and turned to see if any cars were coming down the road towards him. As he expected, though, the highway was void of traffic. Walking a few paces to get off of the highway pavement, he stood on the roadside, not sure what to do now. The sun continued beating down on him, and he felt like his skin was burning. He looked around as if trying to find a backpack so that he could apply sunscreen, but the backpack was gone. In fact, everything he wore was gone! He was stark butt naked out here!
Now hoping more than ever that the next car to come by would be some sweet old lady, and not some trucker or some creepy pedophile, he looked both ways again, still seeing no signs of life. Everything felt hazy, as if he were about to have a heat stroke, and he wondered if he was going to faint before a car could come by to get him.
The edges of his vision began to gray, and he whipped his head from left to right, hoping to shake the haziness and at the same time, search for an oncoming car. It was no use, though. The grayness seeped in further, trailing a blackness that threatened unconsciousness. He felt so dizzy-so warm...he was sure that he was going to faint, and the grayness pressed at his eyes, drawing him into the blackness until it swallowed him completely…
Gasping as he awoke from his disturbing dream, he raised his head, immediately finding the source that had awoken him. His beloved was between his thighs, his lips fainting kissing upon the heavy meat of his body. Kaname looked up at him from his position between his spread legs, daring him to say something, but not stopping his assault on his tempting cock. Dropping his head back to the pillow and closing his eyes again, he loudly sighed, for the moment unable to say anything at all. The hand resting on his chest reached back to clutch the pillow beneath his head, needing something to cling to as a burning awareness began to pool in his stomach and to his length as a result of Kaname's hot mouth. He felt him adjust the fingers holding his thighs apart, and then his lips and tongue found him again, teasing the hot, semi hard skin.
His breath was intermittently hot and cool as he breathed in and out, and the wet sound of his tongue gliding over his tip was one of the many sounds assaulting his ears. Zero's feet rasped against the bed covers, and the jerky but small movements of his hips elicited tiny squeaks from the bed, thanks to vampire hearing, but his shallow breathing was the loudest of all.
"Oh Kami," Zero sighed. He stared at the ceiling, closing his eyes once in a while as the minutes slowly but pleasurably ticked by. Though, Kaname spent most of those minutes flicking and dallying with the head of his achingly painful length. He sometimes jabbed his tongue within the small cavern, mimicking the basest of acts with tiny thrusts. Zero's stomach muscles were convulsing now, reacting to the direct touches that his tongue made to his highly sensitive tip.
At that moment, Zero rapidly cursed Kaname in his head for always wanting to do this slowly and drawl out his ever little reaction. But really, that was another thing he deeply loved about the pureblood.
His thigh muscles clenched, heels digging into the mattress, and his back arched, hardly relieving the tension. "More."An achy sort of moan left his mouth with each breath, escaping him involuntarily.
"Oh…mmh...more Kaname," he begged, sliding his hands down his own body to the head between his thighs. His hands gripped the sides of Kaname's face, legs spreading wide, but the pureblood merely teased his sweet spot, taking more into his mouth in tiny increments. When he wouldn't cooperate, Zero's hands threaded through his lover's hair, not to make him go faster, but simply because he just wanted to feel him. He tried gently rocking his hips, but Kaname only tightened his arms over his pelvis, keeping him in place and gently teasing the life out of him.
Desperate now, he hurriedly shoved the shirt he still wore up to his collarbone, exposing his toned chest to the cool air of the room, which tweaked the rosy peaks into reacting. One of his hands ran down his body again to play in Kaname's hair while the other squeezed and tweaked the blushing nipples between his thumb and pointing finger, sending tiny, satisfying trickles of pleasure down to the pit of his stomach that shot straight to his cock. Kaname, realizing that he couldn't keep it slow for much longer, adjusted his fingers again, sliding one up and down the inside of Zero's thighs, receiving a shiver in return.
He tongued the underside of his length to get it wet before molding his lips over it, he sucked in a breath as he hollowed his cheeks.
"Uhhhnnn!" Zero groaned, not being able to help it and began raising his hips despite Kaname's attempts to hold him down. His nipples forgotten, he merely held himself up about half a foot, clenching his thighs tightly around his lover's head and rolling his own head back into the pillow. His hands found the covers and gripped them as if they would keep him on the ground. Harsh gasps and groans sawed in and out of his lungs, high, breathless, and shallow.
"Kaname, Oh..." he winced, still...not quite...there. "uhhhh, please...please..." he gasped out uncontrollable, subtly gyrating his hips. He felt Kaname's mouth suck harder, and his heart stopped inside his chest-lungs freezing, and muscles solidifying as satisfying large warmth washed down his body. His mouth opened in a silent scream, hips jerked with the force of his orgasm. It was indescribably good-as if a liquid-smooth, hot hand was now messaging his still hard muscles, throbbing over them and leaving behind a buzz better than any drug on the market. He vaguely thought that he might be crushing his head with his thighs, but it was a wayward, somehow unimportant consideration.
Eventually things stopped spinning. His world righted itself again, and some unknown force, probably exhaustion, pushed his hips down to the bed. His muscles liquefied, becoming more relaxed than he had felt in quite a few weeks.
"Mmm," he sighed, unclenching his white-knuckled hands and smirking with pleasure. Kaname rose to his knees, fully clad in his nightclothes still, though an unmistakable bulge tented his sweatpants. He licked his lips and eyed Zero hungrily. Zero stretched lazily, as if he were a cat with a belly-full of cream. Looking up at him with a satisfied expression, he encircled his forearms in his hands, licking his own lips.
"That was...utter bliss," he sighed, his eyes closing as if remembering it. His solid weight settled over Zero, pressing him down into the mattress as well as pressing his urgent need against the still-twitching hole between his thighs. Zero felt a wet mouth against his neck, and grinned happily.
"That was to make up for last night," Kaname muttered against his throat, his voice husky from sleep and arousal. "I brought you close, but not far enough..."
"If that's how you make up for everything, then I'll have to start nagging you more," Zero flirted, squeezing his legs against Kaname's hips. Zero's hands traveled over his back, finding warm and toned muscles beneath the thin cotton t-shirt.
"You're so beautiful," Kaname complimented, sliding his fingers over his sides and brushing his lips along the younger's shoulder. Zero chuckled, pushing his hand away.
"That tickles, baka." His statement only goaded the pureblood further, for he wiggled his digits against his skin, holding him in place with his weight as Zero laughed beneath him. Zero's body automatically tried to buck him off, shoving his hips against his blatant arousal. When he suddenly stopped and groaned, clenching his jaw, Zero thought he had hurt him for a split second. But Kaname's body seemed to curve closer to him, and he watched Kaname's eyes change in a blink, becoming the color of sex, if there was such a color.
"Zero...do you think that..." he started, swallowing once as his voice left him momentarily.
"I'm...sore from last night. My insides feel like jelly," he admitted, biting his lower lip. Zero could see the disappointment on his face, the promise in his eyes that he would be gentle, but he didn't say anything and backed away after leaving a kiss on his forehead. The wash of bliss was dampened by the guilt he suddenly felt, and Zero sat up to watch him as he left the room, saying that he was going to shower. Chewing his lip in thought, he swung his legs over the edge of the bed.
Kaname shut the bathroom door behind him, sighing heavily as he tugged his t-shirt over his head. He knew he had to be patient—His lover was young, tender, and new to the intricacies of sex...but he'd be damned if he didn't admit to himself that he was a little frustrated. He couldn't sate his lust for him even in the slightest of ways. Every time he saw the silver head beauty, he felt an incredible urge to hold him, kiss him, and make love to him right there on the floor if he had to, and it was playing havoc with his more manly parts. He now knew the meaning of the phrase 'blue-balled' even though it wasn't passable for a vampire.
The solution to which he resorted lately was a cold shower. He had never needed such a diversion when his girlfriends were already inaugurated into lovemaking, ready to please the pureblood at the snap of a flawless finger, but now that he had Zero, it was his only salvation from forcing himself upon him.
Dropping his sweatpants to the floor, he stepped out of them and picked them up, tossing them into the hamper next to the linen closet, which needed to be re-stocked with more bath towels since only one was left, plus an odd assortment of hand towels that he never used. Turning on the shower, he started it off warm and stepped into the stall, shutting the wavy glass door behind him. After soaping off the remnants of the previous night, he washed the foam from his body, mentally sighing again when his erection refused to relax. As he turned to grab his shampoo bottle from the built-in shelf on the back wall of the shower stall, the door suddenly opened, startling him into dropping the bottle.
There stood Zero, his lover, standing as naked as the day he was born, and blushing from the roots of his hair to the graceful lines of his shoulders. Zero's hand dropped from the door handle to his side, and he licked his lips as if ready to say something. Nothing came out, though, and Kaname looked to see two hand towels in his other hand. Kaname phallus jumped as soon as he recognized his intentions, and he was transfixed for a long ten seconds, not caring that water was ricocheting off of him and onto the bathroom floor. The first to break the spell was Zero, who squatted down and sneaked his hand out to pick up the shampoo bottle. Standing back up, he put his foot forward into the stall, and Kaname backed up immediately to make room for him.
"Mind if I join you?" he asked breathlessly, the line of seduction sounding awkward, but it had the exact same effect as if it were said confidently. Pulling the door shut as the rest of his body entered the spacious stall, reaching behind him to set the bottle back into the wire basket attached to the shower shelf. The warm, cascading water immediately wet the back of Zero's head, darkening his hair and weighing it down. Without breaking eye contact, Zero reached up to the showerhead above and behind him, turning it until it sprayed water at the back wall.
Neither vampire's seemed to be able to say anything more. It was a decadent, silent moment as Zero carefully lowered himself to his knees, cushioning them with the hand towels he had pilfered from the linen closet. Kaname watched his lover with his mouth open, sucking in shallow breaths, as Zero touched his hands to his thighs. Zero pressed kisses to Kaname's pelvis, keeping the pace slow. The only reason why Kaname felt his back and shoulders meet the side wall was because the tiles were so cold against his heated skin. The outside world no longer existed for him-everything he needed at the moment was inside that shower stall. He was somehow afraid of breaking the tension between them if he touched Zero, so his hands stayed clenched at his sides as his young lover kisses drew closer and closer to the organ that needed his attention the most.
The sound of running water was loud in the stall, so his kisses sounded muffled, and his heart thudded dully in the purebloods sensitive ears. As soon as his lips ever so gently kissed the side of his raging arousal, it jumped in reaction, motivating Zero to hold it in place with one hand at the base. Kissing the side again, only higher up this time, he listened for any sign from his lover that he was enjoying it, but the shower made it difficult to hear, even with his vampire hearing, so he went on blind faith that he was going fast enough for him. Zero's eyes opened and looked to the side, finding Kaname's tightly clenched hands, knuckles white from the grip of his fist.
Closing his eyes again, Zero opened his mouth and slid his tongue out, rubbing the flat of it heavily over the tip of him. A loud groan met his ears, and he continued to stimulate the tip as his hand rubbed up and down the shaft, feeling the roll of hot skin over the hardened tissues beneath.
Kaname made no attempt to stop the sounds issuing from his mouth. His body was hot for Zero, but the boy's mouth was hotter. Every time his hand slid over him, compounded by the wet, smooth movements of his tongue, jolts of pleasure sizzled along the length of him to the pit of his stomach. His only fight was to keep from bucking into his mouth. Zero usually let him know when it was okay, since a couple of times before he had moved and only managed to choke him slightly. But still, the desire to go faster was immense.
"Zero," he groaned, voice low and gravelly. "S-...s-suck me...please," he asked politely. His hands clenched and unclenched at his sides, his lungs breathing rapidly, and Zero thankfully complied, having heard the words he had been waiting for. Molding his lips around the shaft of his arousal, Zero moved his head forward, pulling him into the hot cavern of his sinful mouth.
"Uuuhhhh!" His hands wanted to find the wet hair on Zero's head and form around the curve of his skull, but he kept them where they were as Zero moved his mouth over him, holding nothing back as he pumped him with his hand and licked or sucked every sensitive inch of flesh. His hips involuntarily jerked after not too long, and Zero took the hint as he held his head in place, letting Kaname take over. Zero's hand followed his movements as best as he could, massaging the delicate sack beneath.
Zero was always good at this, but he was exceptionally good that day—and Kaname felt his knees shaking as the heat of orgasm gathered in his stomach. A pressure began to rapidly build at the base of his erection, and his eyes shut tightly against the need to hit the glass door with his fist. He felt Zero's mouth pull harder upon him, and nearly lost his head, bucking a few last times as the surge of climax shot up and out of his body. Zero pulled back barely in time, letting the streams of his pleasure shoot onto his chest or over his shoulder.
"Nngh, Ze...roo!" he yelled through clenched teeth. Agonized groans eked out of him, sounding pained. Zero watched as the ecstasy passed over his face, he loved watching that part. Ever since last week when Kaname had shown him his reaction to the way he made him feel, Zero longed to see it again, and felt happy knowing that he had successfully done so. Eventually, the strings of semen ceased, and Kaname halfway softened in his hand. Zero hastily backed up as Kaname slid down the slick, tiled wall to sit at the bottom, and watched the reaction in his face as the pureblood looked at him.
Kaname had never loved anyone like this...not even his ex-fiancé had so thoroughly claimed his heart. He had not been able to tell Zero about her, afraid that he would think of him differently or treat him differently-now he felt obliged to tell him, and made a serious mental note to do so as soon as he could. Looking at Zero, his lover who watched him expectantly and still sported a few swirls of his own ejaculation on his perfect chest, he knew that the younger cared deeply about him, about the frustrations and joys in his life. Zero could read him so much better than Sara ever did. Zero wasn't a quitter, and they had the kind of physical and mental connection that he had been hoping for his entire life.
Kaname loved him so much that suddenly everything was possible-he felt invincible.
Needing to tell him this, he leaned forward with his legs framed around Zero, and encased him within his arms, not caring about the mess he had made on his chest or the tight space they were suddenly in. Clamping him close to him, Kaname fervently whispered his love into the silver haired beauty's ear, and felt the boy immediately melt against him.
The moment was romantic and debauched at the same time, intimate and meant only for them. It was something to be remembered for as long as their forever since vampire's lived envious long lives.
-11:00 a.m., Late Breakfast-
After a prolonged make-out session in the shower, both had washed each other's hair, still stealing kisses, unable to keep their hand off one another. Then finally stepping out of the stall into the rest of the bathroom, which looked as hazy as a jungle in the summertime, they dried themselves and dressed. Kaname went downstairs to make breakfast, but Zero stayed behind to towel dry his hair for a few minutes and found Kaname whistling as he stepped into the dimly lit kitchen. The scrambled eggs he was manipulating in the pan were still mostly liquid, so Zero felt safe sneaking up to him by attempting to hid his era without the chance that he'd turn to look for a plate.
Dressed in a sleeveless workout shirt and very baggy soccer shorts, Kaname looked more like a college student than a seemingly teenage history teacher. Zero had put on his own clothes this time-a pair of long basket ball shorts and a plain, tight fitting black beater meant to put not so innocent thoughts into his lover's head. Zero usually only wore outfit like this to bed as pajamas, too self-conscious of his figure to wear it anywhere else, but if it was for Kaname, he actually hoped he got the reaction that he normally wanted to avoid in other people.
Hugging him from behind, Zero felt the slight surprise in his muscles, but he otherwise didn't react, and continued whistling. Zero held on, though, enjoying the moment, and almost didn't hear him when he commented,
"We got six inches of snow last night. Looks like I'll have to shovel the driveway." Zero peered around him at the window above the sink to their left to verify what he said. The tree outside was now heavily weighed down by snow, the wet and chunky kind that made great snowmen.
"Wow...a pureblood doing manual labor…didn't see it coming." Zero teased, earning an amused agreement form the older vampire.
Looking at the pan in front of him, the eggs were halfway done to being cooked, so Zero searched for a couple of plates in the cupboard above the muted television. "Wonder if the roads are clear by now," Zero said distractedly to himself.
"They probably are since it's already lunchtime-whoa!" Kaname suddenly exclaimed, his eyes on him now. "Where did that outfit come from?" he asked, eyeing his tight upper body and strong physique. Zero smiled over his shoulder as he retrieved the plates.
"Just something I had stuffed in my bag," he replied mysteriously, walking back to his side.
"I must say, I like what I see." Kaname complimented, watching him intensely.
"I bet I know why," he answered back, setting the plates down. Unexpectedly, the doorbell rang just as Zero brought his hand away from the expensive looking plates, and he shot a confused glance to Kaname before heading to the front door while Kaname finished the eggs.
Peering through the curtains in the front room to discover the identity of their visitor, Zero sighed upon spying a blubbering Ichiru, who frantically waved at Zero to let him inside the house. Taking his time to get to the door, he unlocked it and whipped it open. He braced himself as the slightly shorter boy launched into hysterics, hugging Zero tightly enough to make his ribs squeeze uncomfortably.
"Zeroooo-kuuun!" he sobbed, alerting Kaname in the kitchen as to who was at the door. Zero could just imagine him rolling his eyes as he led the identical boy into the living room.
Rolling his eyes in the kitchen, Kaname finished off the eggs and added a dash of salt to them before spooning half onto his plate. Shutting off the stove and stowing the rest of the eggs in the microwave, he ate his eggs at the kitchen table, listening from there to the suppose twin's story, which he was yelling loud enough for the next-door neighbors to hear.
"Last night... Kaito and I were supposed...to have a wonderful...romantic date, remember?" he told Zero as they sat down upon the couch in the front room, hiccupping and sobbing at every pause. Zero nodded, letting Ichiru continue. "Well...we ate at the...really nice French restaurant in Boku...and he was so...sweet," he groaned, his current tears happy, though Zero could tell that the story would obviously turn sour soon. "My mom thought...I was taking the bus home...from the meet...so she was supposed to go to work...before the bus got back...And she really was at work when Kaito and I...came home," he squeaked, and his friend slash brother tisked in sympathy, knowing what was coming.
"Kaito and I went...to my room...and-and Zero it...was so lovely...it h-hurt like you said, but...but it was wonderful...that Kaito...but...but," he started, his red and damp eyes squinting as the emotion bubbled up inside him again. "Literally ten seconds after he finished...my mom walked in," he finished weakly, tears streaming down his face. Zero grimaced, and Ichiru nodded. "I've never...seen her...so angry...And she...kicked Kaito out...into the cold...without his clothes…calling him a filthy hunter! I had to fight...past my mom...to toss them to him!" he blubbered. "She...spent the next...two hours...yelling at me...and I don't...know what to tell Kaito! Mom says I'm grounded until I graduate...from college!" he bawled, collapsing onto the couch in a little ball of what appeared to be pain.
Zero spent the next half hour calming his brother down and feeding eggs to the poor boy. He and Kaname came up with the best advice they could think of, and Ichiru went on his way back home around noon, food in his stomach and semi-solid plans in his head. Zero ended up making a sandwich for himself and finished off his English paper while Kaname trekked outside to remove the snow from the driveway. Except for two more phone calls from Ichiru, the rest of the day passed uneventfully. That night, Zero and Kaname decided to stay in and watched movies in the back room until they fell asleep on the couch, waking up with stiff necks the next morning.
Sunday was spent working on the research project, now almost seventy-five percent done, and Kaname graded the last of Thursday's tests. Zero began to notice his lustful glances that day, too. Whenever he walked by, he would follow his movements with that hungry gaze, and it made him feel warm in all the right places just knowing that he was yearning for him. Zero also felt guilty, unable to answer the silent plea in his face, nor satiate the personal desire he himself felt for him. The twinges of pain slowly receded over the next few days, but by Wednesday, neither of them had time to think of intimacy. Fall Break was coming up in a week, so tests and homework were bogging down both of them. The only thing they could get in was a brief feeding session that calmed both Zero and Kaname's hunger.
Zero was starting to receive responses from colleges, forwarded by his father, and most of them had so far accepted him.
And the date of his father's trial was approaching. The five-day weekend being given to the students would be the last time that he and Kaname might have together, and that constantly needled at him, pricking him with several worries at unexpected moments.
Ichiru seemed to have mostly patched things up with his pureblood mother, who now watched his vigilantly. The infamous Kaito ended up sending letters to Kaname's penthouse, and Zero would deliver them to Ichiru at school.
The day before Fall Break was filled with restlessness, and it was obvious that all the students at the school were itching to leave.
-Wednesday, November 25th-end of the school day-
"Everyone, quiet down!" Kaname yelled, effectively silencing the class. There was only five minutes left in the school day, and Zero half-smirked, liking the fact that he was flustered. It was going to be their chance in quite a few days to spend time together before the date of his father's trial, and he was just as antsy to get out of there as everyone else. Looking over at Ichiru, who had been depressed ever since his mother caught him and Kaito together, Zero's smirk faded a bit, but Kaname's voice distracted him before he could catch his twin's eye.
"If you had been quiet earlier, I could have told you that you can leave, so get out of here and enjoy fall break," he announced, smiling when the class cheered and stood up to rush out of the room. Zero touched Ichiru's arm as the latter hefted his book-bag onto his shoulder.
"Come visit over the break, okay? We'll find something fun to do," Zero promised, attempting to cheer him up. Ichiru gave him a wane smile, saying that he would call him later the next day. He joined some of his other friends as they left the room, which became quieter almost instantly once the gaggle of girls left. One last person stuffed his books into his bag, flashing Zero a glance as if hoping to beat him out of the room, and left as well, leaving Zero and his teacher alone.
"I thought the day would never end," Zero admitted, standing up from his seat. He brought his bag onto his shoulder, walking towards Kaname's desk as he packed away some papers into his briefcase.
"Me, too," he agreed, settling a smile on his lips. Setting his own bag on the floor next to his desk, Zero leaned his hip on the desk, watching his hands.
"So what do we want to do today?" Zero asked as Kaname zipped his leather briefcase shut with finality. Shrugging into his coat, he regarded him for a moment, and Zero found himself blushing under the scrutiny. Kaname's eyes dragged over his body, and though he had on his usual winter uniform with its long pants and snowy white shirt with the black jacket over it, he felt naked in an instant. Kaname ended the visual liaison, though, picking up his briefcase. He shakily followed suit with his brief case.
"I was thinking of going by the grocery store and picking up some ingredients for dinner. We'll use the actual dining room and the nice dishes...no boring fine China today," he joked, winking at him as they exited the classroom. He shut the classroom door and locked it. They walked to Zero's locker, talking about what they wanted to eat, and he exchanged a few books before pulling out his coat. Kaname helped him into it, subtly caressing his shoulders, which sent a pleasant chill down his body.
Both of them seemed to be dancing around their real desire for the evening's activities, but Zero loved the tension, probably as much as Kaname did.
The cold wind hit them as soon as they opened the door closest to the parking lot. Zero clung to him for the warmth he gave off, and to make sure he didn't lose his footing since the sidewalk was covered with ice. The building's maintenance workers had spread salt over it that very morning, but winter was early this year and turning out to be awful. The road crews were having a hard time keeping up, but thankfully, there was very little snow that day. As soon as they both piled into the car, which was as cold as a meat locker, he started it up, letting it warm up before turning on the heat. To make due while they waited, he held Zero close to him, feeling safe doing so since frost was caked over all of the windows. Yes, they were vampire, but vampires could get cold too. Just not as cold as a human could, though, Zero was once human. That would explained why he was so cold even though he was now a stable vampire.
"So we're definitely going to have steak?" Kaname asked, trying to think of something other than the fact that he was holding his lover.
"Most c-certainly. A slab of meat s-sounds good right now," Zero joked, snuggling closer. Kaname chuckled a bit, rubbing his back.
"Are you warm enough?" he asked, worried about the stutter in his young lover's voice. Zero hesitated in answering, at first ready to say 'yes,' but a more devilish reply popped into his head.
"My lips are c-cold," he said into his chest, raising his eyes. The smile slowly melted off of Kaname's face as if his statement had turned the freezing car into a smoldering one. Zero watched his eyes darken, a gaze that made him shiver for reasons altogether different from being cold. Kaname's breath puffed out in a fine mist because of the nip in the air, but all Zero could think was that his mouth looked incredibly warm. Without needing permission, he bent his neck, covering Zero's mouth with his own.
For a few seconds he merely suckled upon the soft, chilled lips beneath his own, enjoying the sweet taste of his cherry chopstick flavored lips. It quickly was not enough, though, for Kaname gently pulled Zero's jaw open with his free hand and swept his tongue inside the hot cavern of his mouth. An excited sound squeaked from Zero's throat, and his hands fisted in the cloth of Kaname's coat. Warmth began to spread inside his loins, which heated the rest of his body. Kaname's tongue and lips became greedier, tasting more and rubbing further. Zero began to return his kiss, sliding his tongue against his, tasting the desire the pureblood felt for him. It was when Zero felt his hand on his knee that he woke up from the hazy dream he had sunk into. Pulling his head back and breaking the trance, Zero mentioned with a tremor in his voice that they should get to the store and back home before the sun set. Kaname rubbed his hand over Zero's knee for a split second before releasing him, and Zero righted his attire as he buckled his seatbelt.
"Sorry," Kaname laughed, turning on the heat. Zero laughed with him, watching the ice melt off of the windshield. He got out for a few seconds to scrape the rear windows, but was back inside the car in a minute, and they drove off towards the local grocery chain. By the time they got home, the sun was already set, though it was hard to tell since it was overcast the entire day. The weatherman predicted a few more inches of snow that night, so Kaname parked the car in the garage. Hauling their bags of groceries and books into the kitchen, everything was piled on the breakfast table, and Zero went upstairs to change into something warmer.
Changing into jeans with a plain shirt and sweatshirt, he slipped his feet into his blue house slippers and made it back downstairs. Kaname was shrugging back into his coat, ready to go outside and fire up the grill on the back porch.
Zero was completely famished by the time he brought their steaks back inside. Zero had prepared baked potatoes and a salad, which they devoured at the dining table, laughing and joking with each other, talking about their days and about the weekend coming up. Zero wrapped up the extra steak after dinner, cleaning out the salad bowls and rinsing the dishes. Kaname dumped the rest of the charcoal into the pile of snow outside and cleaned up the grill. When he came back inside, he heard Zero moving around upstairs, freshening up, so he brought out a pack of cards. The kitchen was warmer, but he had a plan formulating and set up a poker game in the dining room.
"What's this?" Zero asked as soon as he came into the dining room.
"You're going to teach me some of those poker tricks you used on me last time," he affirmed, setting one hand on his hip. Zero squinted his eyes at him and crossed his arms.
"That's my secret, Kuran sama...a hustler never gives away his secrets," he joked, confirming his suspicions.
"So you were hustling me! Fine...I'll win by my own game...but we are going to play." Zero chuckled in his confidence, pulling out a chair diagonal to the end of the table, where he sat down a few seconds later.
"Okay, so how much are we betting this time? Just ten cents a round won't empty your wallet, right?" he put his hand on the chips wheel, ready to dish out their starting amount.
"We're betting clothes," he said, sitting down with a smirk on his face. Zero looked up at him, a little startled, and his face immediately darkened to a blush.
"You mean...strip poker?" he asked, a bit nervous. Kaname nodded, dragging his gaze over him again the same way as after that afternoon's final class. "What if I get cold?" he asked, already shivering thinking of it.
"You can sit on my lap," he offered, leaning forward to hand the cards to him. Taking his hand from the chips wheel, he began to shuffle the deck.
"But you'll be able to see my cards," he thought, imagining such a position.
"Believe me...we won't be playing poker anymore if you need to come warm up on my lap," he said in a low voice. Zero felt his cheeks flame with embarrassment, but forced himself to deal out the cards. Casting surreptitious glances that checked the amount of clothes Kaname wore, Zero counted that they had the same number of articles of clothing, so he was certain that Kaname would be naked first.
"Dealer takes one." Zero checked his cards...not good. He had two pair, but both pairs were low in the suit, not very effective. Kaname asked for two, and Zero studied his face, but the pureblood made no reaction at all to his new cards. Kaname shifted a couple around, but that didn't mean anything.
"Ready?" Zero asked when Kaname lifted his eyes. He nodded, placing his hand down on the table. He also had two pair, both of which beat Zero's, and he put down his hand in defeat. Kaname smirked at him, and Zero pulled his sweater off, placing it on the table next to them. Dealing again, Zero took three cards this time, pulling off a full house that beat his hand. All he deigned to remove was his socks. Next came his shirt, then his undershirt, but Zero lost his pants after that.
As Zero studied him during the next round, he felt a shiver crawl up his spine, which stiffened his back as it went. He saw Kaname's jaw clench. Now knowing most of his signals, Zero knew he was stiffening as well.
When Kaname lost his pants, Zero got a good look at the bulge in his boxer briefs while he was standing up to undress. His cheeks were tinted red, but he gave no other sign that anything was amiss. After the next round, Zero hissed in defeat and removed his slippers.
"Hey, that's no fair...shirt first, little vampire." Kaname complained.
"We made no rules about what came off first...I get to take off what I want to take off," he rightly pointed out. Zero's shirt was long enough to hide his important parts, even if he were otherwise completely naked...so he knew exactly why Kaname was being so obstinate. Zero still had his shirt and boxers, though, and meant to keep them for a while.
Kaname grumbled a bit, but dealt out the next hand, which he lost. Without standing up this time, he rocked from hip to hip, sliding his gray boxer briefs off of his body. He twirled them a couple of times for his lovers benefit, earning another of his blushes, before tossing them onto the pile of clothing in the middle of the table. Zero won the next three hands, and it was quickly becoming apparent that his lover was growing impatient.
"What's the point of this game?" Zero teased as he shuffled the cards. Kaname shifted uncomfortably in his seat, and Zero was tempted to lean forward a bit to peek at the tip of his manhood, which was no doubt standing up straight enough for him to see it. However, he stayed where he was, looking at his lovers face as he shuffled the deck once more.
"The point is to get you naked, damnit..." he growled, shifting in his seat again. Dealing out the cards, Zero knew he had lost almost immediately. Zero's hand was not easily salvaged, but he picked his worst cards and traded in for three. Kaname took two, no longer able to hold much of a poker face. The triumph on his face sealed Zero's fate. Tossing down his hand, Zero had only a single pair of four's, and Kaname uncharacteristically hooted, throwing down his two pair, one of Jack's and one of Ace's. Zero mimicked him in the way that he removed his boxers, spinning them around one finger and flicking them towards their pile of clothing.
Zero won the next two hands, but Kaname was a trooper and managed to remain in his seat. The pureblood was biting his lip through the third hand, and Zero had to admit that he was squirming in his seat as well. Kaname looked so delicious when his hair was slightly mussed the way it was now, and his perfectly chiseled, swimsuit model chest beckoned for his hands to touch it.
"Dealer takes three," Zero announced, studying him even as he himself studied his own cards. It was a decent hand-three-of-a-kind of a royal card. Zero heard him smack down his hand, and looked to see what the cards had given him. He realized with a gasp that he was thoroughly beaten. A royal flush in spades easily beat his hand.
"The odds of this..." Zero moaned, wondering how Kaname managed to pull off such a great winning hand.
"The shirt, Zero," he said, looking at him expectantly. Hearing the serious tone in his voice, Zero looked at his face, which mirrored his mood.
It had been what had felt like forever. They had been so tired every night that neither had been able to do much more than mumble good night before falling into a dead sleep. Zero's practices at the covered field across town would keep him until past dinner, and then once he had eaten and finished off his homework, it was bedtime, so he would be exhausted. Kaname was busy preparing exams and grading the projects that had been due that month. He would workout (yes, the pureblood works out because it's in his vampirism nature to be physically active) in the basement and make dinner for his lover, but then go right back to grading and preparing, falling asleep next to him once he finally came to bed.
Zero felt his heart jump and flutter inside his chest, but stood up, watching Kaname's face as long as he could before the shirt blocked his eyes. He let the shirt fall from his fingers, feeling strange for being naked in the dining room, (good thing the nobles were visiting their own families) which was visible from the front door at a certain angle. The front door was locked, and there was no window in it, nor any chance of anyone stopping by, but it still felt strange…and cold. Zero jerked in reaction to a full-body shiver, and felt goose-bumps rise on his flesh. Yet Kaname still stared at him, lips parted as he contemplated the planes of his lover's body. Zero's eyes could see part of Kaname's lap, the growth of hair that nestled around his manhood, but his arm blocked anything else. Zero looked into his eyes again, so intent and serious...watching him. When Zero thought he might scream at him, Kaname slowly rose from the chair, keeping eye contact with him and moving forward as if trying to catch a frightened rabbit.
"Kana..." he quietly said, prompting a flurry of motion. Kaname snatched Zero's up into his arms, bringing his feet off of the floor. His mouth found his and commanded him to wrap his legs around him before his tongue dived in. He invaded every part of Zero's mouth, licking and tasting every surface, which still held the mint from his toothpaste. Zero secured his arms around his shoulders and brought his thighs around his hips, clenching them to hold himself up. Zero felt him walk a short distance, and eventually his rear end met the mahogany table, cool to the touch. He let his legs loosen a bit, and gasped into his mouth when Kaname's hand squirmed between them, finding the thickness between his legs and running his fingers along the length of it until his thumb caressed to leaking tip that elected a surge of pleasure to shoot through his body.
"Oh, God," he rasped out, finding it difficult to even get a breath in between his lovers probing kisses. Kaname's erection poked his abdomen, and his body was extremely warm. Zero clung to his shoulders even as his free hand fondled his nipples, tweaking the peaks that were already pert from the cool air.
"I can't get enough of you," he grumbled against his cheek before taking his lips again. Zero was so tempting and inviting, ready to receive him again...and he sorely desired him. Kaname had been half-stiff the entire day just thinking about the many ways he could take him that night. Getting through dinner was difficult enough, despite the great conversation that should have distracted him, but actually made him even more aware of him. He had him now, though...and if Zero was finally ready, he could have him all night.
Zero's skin was sizzling. Everything he touched felt sensitive, and he wanted nothing more than to lay back on the table and let his lover take him. Both were breathing harshly, writhing against each other in an effort to feel more and go faster. Zero thought he might die with happiness when he felt Kaname fist his cock and lined up the tip of his arousal with his body. Zero looked down, wanting to watch him enter his body, and gasped, grasping him before he could go any farther.
"What?" he gruffly asked, hissing because Zero grip was a bit too tight.
"You forgot...lubrication," he panted, looking at him as if he'd strangle him if he didn't hurry up.
"Damnit," he cursed, unhooking Zero's arms from his shoulders. He left him with a quick kiss, running naked up the stairs in vampire speed to secure a contraceptive. Zero took the opportunity to catch his breath, but his body began to cool down very quickly without his lover there to warm him up, and another full-body shiver caught him unawares. Hearing him coming back down the stairs, he turned to watch him re-enter the room, and he paused at the doorway.
"...Damn," he breathed, looking at the image of his lover sitting on the table. His skin was a beautiful contrast to the dark wallpaper and mahogany furniture, and the small chandelier above him cast a glow to his body. He stifled a low grunt in his throat, feeling his arousal harden even more. Stalking his way around the table with his hand fisted around the bottle, he stepped between his partners waiting thighs, pulling his toned body close.
"Can I rub it on?" Zero asked quietly, his fingers touching his fist. Kaname choked down another groan, handing him the small blue bottle. Zero carefully squeezed out the desired amount into his palm. "Wow, it's...slippery," he commented, rubbing his fingers together over the lubrication. Looking down, he steadied Kaname's member with one hand and began coating the tip first.
"Make sure you get it all wet," he instructed, swelling under the inspection. Zero adjusted his hand, fisting the member in his hand while giving it a few pumps. Kaname's head lolled backward, and he grunted at the ceiling due to the tension.
"Kana," he breathed, sitting closer to the edge. Kaname brought his face forward again, hooking his hands under his knees and inching him to the edge of the table.
"Lay back." he immediately complied, audibly reacting to the cool temperature of the wood. One of his hands left his leg, but Zero held it still, breathing deeply when the head of his phallus nudged between his gluteus cheeks to his twitching hole. The hand returned, and Kaname began to slowly push his way inside his body. His hands held Zero's legs wide, so he held his arms close to his chest, biting on his lower lip at the intense pleasure from the friction that Kaname's body created with his.
"Are you okay?" he hoarsely asked, seeing the grimace on his face.
"It's...so good, Kana..." he sighed shakily, opening his eyes to look at him. Kaname breathed a mental sigh of relief, plunging farther into him. A cry of pleasure met his ears, and he went deeper, listening to every excited noise Zero made. Kaname released his knees from his grip, leaning over the table and planting his hands on either side of his younger's torso. Zero's hands laced themselves behind Kaname's neck, and the pureblood widened his stance, achieving a more direct angle to his prostates. Pulling out, he quickly pumped back inside, loudly groaning at the feel of his clamping passageway.
"Kaaanaa!" he choked out, eyes scrunching up. He drove in and out, finding that one wonderful button and hitting it every time. Kaname's shaft filled him just right, pulling at the walls of his body and creating heat and pleasure, sucking away his strength. All Zero had left in him to do was roll his hips in time with his and hold his knees in position.
"You're doing so good...just right," Kaname moaned, thrusting faster. Zero was squeezing him almost exactly the way he should. Zero was a little off, but it wasn't enough to make much of a difference, and it was a lot better than anyone else had done with him. His reaction was the one thing that made Kaname burn the most. Zero sighed and gasped, groaned and hissed. Those simple sounds sizzled along his length, which continued to penetrate deep inside him.
"I...didn't know...that it could be so good!" Zero cried out, clamping him harder. Kaname looked down at him, the flush in his cheeks, the way his silver hair fanned out around his face. Zero's head moved with his as he rocked into his body, and when he opened his eyes to look up at him, the lust in his gaze made Kaname's heart swell. Both couldn't hold the eye contact for long, though. The feelings were too much, and their eyes shut of their own accord.
"Ah, God...take me, Zero...take all of it!" he grunted, thrusting hard now. Zero gasped once, twice...breathing fast and shallow as the warmth grew exponentially.
"Uhhhnn, so good! Yes...yes! Oh, God, yes!" Zero rasped out, taking one long, high gasp as his climax hit him. His head swam, and he felt close to fainting. It was like being on a roller coaster. The sweat and heat combined with Kaname's voice, his touch... This orgasm was the best so far, ripping through his loins and making is entire body jerk and convulse beneath him. Zero's voice came out high and breathless now, moaning as his peak lengthened by the continued thrusting of his older lover's hips. "Uhhhh...Kaname..." he relaxed, letting his fingers slide apart. Zero's hands dropped to his stomach, and he felt Kaname's member still thrusting inside of him, going slowly and smoothly. "Mmm...never stop," he breathed, placing his hand above his head as he began to drawn in the pleasure once more.
"I won't. I'll make you come all night." His voice was gravelly and soft, sensually mimicking the promise he just made. Opening his eyes, he looked down at the young man beneath him, who held him just right in his tight, slick chamber. The next had to be this very minute. He had to see it this time. "Right now...come for me again, love," he cajoled, using an endearment that always made Zero's stomach flip. He began once more, going fast and rubbing the right spot with his thumb. Kaname's member beat in and out of him quickly enough to make the same wet noise that he remembered from before, and now, pleasure and heat swam inside his veins. Zero opened his eyes, disbelieving it, but another orgasm was coming already, filtering up his thighs. His lower back stiffened again, and his abdomen jerked. Zero's mouth fell open, eyes shutting themselves automatically, and he silently lived through another climax since his voice was no longer working. When he needed to breathe air again, it came in a loud gasp that ended in a short, shaky release.
"Uhhhhnn..."Zero breathed, enjoying the aftershocks as Kaname moved inside him still. Only a few seconds passed, though, before he withdrew. Zero stretched a bit on the table, surprised to realize that the spot beneath his back was wet with his perspiration. He opened his eyes, finding his beloved pureblood waiting for him to sit up, and Zero held out a hand, which he took. Pulling him to his original position, Kaname greeted him with a kiss, finding the mint in his mouth once again.
"Hold onto me," Kaname breathed against his mouth. Zero tightened his thighs around his waist, feeling his arms lock firmly about his waist. He hefted Zero up, carrying him towards the stairs.
"Zero." he sighed with pleasure, knowing what would happen next. "This is going to be a long night."
Omg Kaname you dog! XD. It seems like Kaname has a lot planed for our Zero-rin. What a creepy summary also O.0' who the heck is this stranger that likes little boys anyways? He's a creep, that's who he is! Run Zero-kun! Kaname-sama, protect what's yours!
O-my O-my! What this? Zero can finally take Kaname's size and actually enjoy it? *faints*
R&R? Heck you can even B**** to me about how long it took to update.
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