A/N: This chapter took quite a few turns I wasn't expecting and turned out somewhat different than I originally envisioned, including getting a bit longer but what can I say? I can't say no to the dear boys when they start writing themselves... ;) Content warnings apply.
Chapter Twelve: "Twisted Reflections"
Kaname's free hand quickly rose to tangle in Zero's hair as the ex-human continued to bite and bleed his neck with excruciating sensuality. The pureblood gasped softly as Zero undid button and zipper on his trousers and coaxed his straining flesh free, not bothering to undress him any further than that just yet.
Warm fingers curled around him, fondling, caressing, pumping him in long,f demanding strokes and Kaname's back arched against the bed, his hips jerking urgently into Zero's grip as he nearly sobbed from delighted arousal and desire.
Some part of Zero kept expecting Kaname to resist him, to want to turn the tables, and he pressed Kaname harder, fingers digging almost painfully into his flesh as he pleasured him. He didn't want to give up this incredible moment when he had the pureblood bucking helplessly against him and groaning so sweetly in the wild abandon of pleasure. He wouldn't give it up.
But Kaname didn't try to take control from him. The idea of resistance barely even entered his mind. Why would he want to resist something that felt so unbelievably good? He was lost, and he let himself be lost, in Zero's touch, in his nearness, in the indescribable mix of pain and pleasure that Kaname instinctively craved. "Ngh... ah.." Kaname groaned harshly through his teeth, feeling like he was losing his mind.
Zero shifted a little further up the bed, aroused beyond belief at the way Kaname was reacting, fairly bucking under him. The pureblood thrust urgently into his grip, gasping and shuddering as Zero continued to sweetly maul his neck from ear to shoulder, back and forth, over and over. He jerked his teeth. He tore flesh. Kaname screamed softly in his throat and clutched Zero tighter. Blood turned the white collar of the pureblood's dress shirt red.
Zero was lost.
Kaname gripped Zero's shoulder with his free hand, fingers tangling in Zero's shirt, tugging at him, almost tearing the sleeve, begging for more as Zero brutalized and pleasured him out of his mind in equal measure. Zero still had Kaname's other hand trapped by his head. Kaname couldn't think; he could register nothing but the exquisite, excruciating bliss his lover was giving him.
Pain for a vampire was a more complicated and double-edged sensation than it was for humans. Sometimes pain was just pain, but when other factors were involved, when blood lust or arousal was suitably put into play... the chemicals released by those states of being rushed to the brain, reinterpreting pain signals into those of pleasure. For a society wherein sinking your teeth into someone else was essential for survival, this was a natural biological adaptation. Not that the pain didn't still hurt, but given the right stimuli the two sensations could blend in the most unimaginably exquisite ways.
Being a pureblood, Kaname's body was more responsive than most to that kind of stimulation and on some level he barely understood he craved that dual-edged dance, craved it intensely. To truly balance the two sensations usually took a certain amount of practice, an acquired skill which the young pureblood did not yet entirely possess, but the raw allure of it was strong and Kaname almost shook at the mixed up jumble of signals that was shooting around in his head and playing out in his body. His neck was a mass of raw pain, but it just fed the heat pooling in his groin, a molten fire that threatened to undo him.
He fought it at first, not ready to let Zero dominate him so completely, to make him lose control like this. But soon his own need overcame him. He couldn't help it and he surrendered to Zero and to the fire that was too delicious to deny. He groaned, breath coming in hard, ragged pants as he realized he was losing it, pushed over the brink by Zero's strong, groping hand and his exquisitely ruthless fangs.
Kaname cried out, humming muscles snapping tight, white flame washing across his senses. He climaxed hard under Zero as the hunter pinned him down against the bed. Kaname keened softly with repeated shudders of bliss as Zero wrung the full effect of his pleasure out of him, squeezing and pumping as he urgently licked, kissed and bit Kaname's already blood covered neck.
Zero's heart was pounding wildly, the echo of his lover's pleasure resounding through him. The pureblood's release only fueled his own need and desire. The ex-human's eyes were completely black. No silver showed now, only a fine rim of red around the edges. If Kaname had wanted to see Zero's vampire side rise to the fore... that was exactly what had happened.
Kaname's body slackened in Zero's arms, his frame going limp against the bed in the after effects of gratification as he tried to catch his breath, still holding Zero close. He felt weak and dizzy from his release.
With the pureblood pliant in the aftermath of intense orgasm and still shivering with lingering shocks of pleasure, Zero had no trouble swiftly and easily stripping Kaname completely out of his clothes and shedding his own. Zero's need was still very, very real, and there was currently only one way he wanted to satiate it.
Kaname sucked his breath in, dilated eyes fluttering open and fixing on Zero as the hunter knelt between his legs, pulling Kaname's right knee up his side with one hand as he used blood from Kaname's neck to swiftly and roughly prep him with the other hand. The pureblood's muscles still felt leaden with release. With some resistance, they gave way for Zero, but Kaname's body trembled a bit as he realized what his lover wanted, wincing at the swift, un-careful movements.
Kaname felt his breath catch, body tense and unsure as he looked up at Zero. It wasn't as if the hunter had never made love to him like this before... but not that often, and not in a really long time. Kaname felt incredibly vulnerable in this position. With his healing neck still bloodied and his body still feeling shaky from having just been brought to orgasm in such a helpless manner... it fueled his feeling of vulnerability even more.
Zero wasn't biting him anymore, but he kissed, licked and caressed Kaname's healing neck intensely as he jabbed his fingers deeper, impatiently scissoring them to force a wider entry. Kaname sucked his breath in, pulse hammering, hips squirming in discomfort on the mattress. He wasn't aroused enough now for this to feel good, and it hurt. Zero's lips continued to play on his neck, caressing the small, raw bite marks and sending little shivers through Kaname that wanted to rekindle the fire in him, but his body simply wasn't quite ready yet.
If Zero's head had been a little clearer, he might have thought that the long, raw track of fading bite marks he'd left across Kaname's neck held an eerie resemblance to the ones sported by the ex-humans at the party. Kaname did have that thought that however, and the small twist of irony was not lost on him. It begged the question, who exactly was the master here, and who was the thrall? It was a humiliating, frightening, almost terrifying thought for the pureblood actually, because the truth was, Kaname knew Zero held a certain power over him that he couldn't explain, even if it was just the power of his own, hopeless attraction.
This was exemplified by the fact that although Kaname was perfectly capable of pulling away if he really didn't want Zero to do this... he was staying put. He was biting his lip against the pain and saying nothing as Zero's fingers harshly plundered and stretched, demanding his body give way. He was curling his arms hesitantly around Zero's back in order to explore the warm planes of muscle and soft skin. He was holding his breath without realizing it as Zero pulled his fingers free, his hard flesh sliding against Kaname's thigh, pressing against him, seeking entry. It was almost impossible for Kaname to accept anyone having this kind of inexplicable hold over him... and yet... with Zero...
His own vulnerability twisted a hard knot in Kaname's stomach that was as strangely arousing as it was unsettling. He was stupid. He was so stupid. Others of his kind would never understand this, they would be shocked, horrified and think he was unforgivably weak for letting someone else possess him like this; especially someone like Zero... but Kaname wanted Zero. Even though he wasn't even fully aroused at the moment, even though this was hurting like hell... he wanted Zero in a way that ran deeper than that. He wanted to give this to Zero. Wanted to give himself. On some level he was not yet ready to express... he wanted to give Zero everything.
Zero kissed Kaname behind the ear, his teeth teasingly grazing over where he had bitten before as he thrust forward hard, claiming his lover's still softly shuddering body. The hunter's heart pounded in his ears in a rapid, delicious tattoo of desire, throbbing in his aroused body where he was joining with his lover. It felt so good... thinking was impossible; all he could do was feel.
Kaname's back arched as pain flared and he gave a soft, strangled cry. His hands snapped up to grip Zero's upper arms tightly, hanging onto him as he struggled to relax into what was happening. His breath came in swift, rapid gasps. It had indeed been a little too long; he'd forgotten how this could feel and Zero wasn't exactly being gentle. His hips squirmed and his fingers dug into Zero's biceps, squeezing tightly for some kind of grounding as his lover pushed swiftly deeper. Kaname pressed his head back against the mattress, biting his lip and trying to focus on that pain instead of the other.
Zero gave a shuddering groan of pleasure, his arousal flushed flesh tingling and pulsing within the hot, tight confines of his lover's body as he swiftly thrust harder, deeper. It was so good... he needed more... he needed everything... wanted to give everything... Kaname's fingers were bruising his arms and he grabbed the pureblood's wrists once more, pushing them back down to the bed and pinning them by Kaname's sides as he rocked into him.
Kaname inhaled sharply through his teeth in a small gasping groan and Zero shuddered, drinking up the sound, his driving motions becoming harder, more forceful, wanting to hear that sound again.
Kaname did whimper again, he couldn't help it. He clenched his eyes shut, trying not to hyperventilate. This really hurt... not just hurt-and-then-feel-good; it was hurt-and-keep-hurting. Shit did it hurt Zero this much every time? He hadn't remembered it being quite this bad, but then, last time Zero had taken him seemed a life age ago, and Kaname had been so delirious with desire and pleasure at that time that it had made things significantly easier. Even now, if he'd been more aroused, it probably would have been a different story. Zero was pushing rapidly, demandingly into his tight heat and Kaname set his jaw, wrists twisting in the iron grip.
"Zero..." he gasped softly through his teeth, wanting to ask Zero to slow down a little, but unable to get around his pride to do so.
Zero could tell the pureblood was having a hard time adjusting, and was having an equally hard time speaking up about it. He intentionally pressed him harder, forcing Kaname's protesting body to accept every inch he had to offer, not about to stop until he had taken his lover completely to the core. Perhaps if Kaname could have brought himself to ask, Zero might have slowed for him, but if Kaname was going to try to play the proud pureblood... the hunter would have no mercy, he was too worked up and that required way too much thinking. Kaname had certainly never been hesitant with him when the shoe was on the other foot... never asked him what he wanted, never gave him a choice...
Zero stifled a short little almost-sob in his throat that turned into a soft growl. He was not the pureblood's dog, he was not! His hips slammed into Kaname's, almost hard enough to hurt them both.
Kaname's knees clamped against Zero's sides, a harsh gasping cry torn from his throat as Zero's seated himself completely. Kaname's breathing trembled, his body contracting and tensing wildly despite knowing that would make this more difficult for himself. His chest heaved; he felt like he couldn't get enough air and he squeezed his eyes shut. He was in pain and he was humiliatingly a little scared, although he hardly knew why. There was no reason really; it was just that he wasn't at ease ceding this much control, he had edged way out beyond his comfort zone. But this was Zero... not anyone else, Zero... The pureblood's pulse thundered in his ears.
Please, Zero... please... give me half a second... I'm not used to this... he entreated silently, words he could not say, nor did he expect Zero to heed whether he did or not. His lover was obviously quite worked up and Kaname's muscles knotted in agonized anticipation of what was coming. He was hyperventilating now.
But Zero didn't simply start plowing him. The ex-human stilled for a heartbeat, giving his lover that moment he needed. He released Kaname's wrists, his hands sliding up to plant on either side of Kaname's head as he leaned over him. Silver strands of hair partially obscured the hunter's face, but the dark, hungry, dancing eyes glittered with heat. Zero's breath brushed Kaname's neck, sending a shiver though the pureblood's being.
"Somebody told me, you're supposed to relax and that makes it easier..." Zero murmured with dark, silky amusement. He gave a small, rough little jerk of his hips, just enough to make sure that Kaname felt him move, that he remembered how deeply Zero was currently possessing him. Like there was any chance the pureblood was about to forget... but Kaname was so appealing like this, with his usual veneer stripped away – uncertain, vulnerable... desirable... Zero's body throbbed harshly in its tight sheath and he almost groaned, head swimming with ecstasy. He leaned on one arm, his other sliding to pinch one of Kaname's soft, pale nipples, molesting it almost painfully as he jerked his hips again, harder this time. "What's the matter, Kaname... don't you... want to... relax?" each purred word was punctuated with another short thrust and a sharp little twist of the fingers, sending exquisite jolts of pain and heat through his partner's body.
Kaname's eyes shot open at the sound of his lover's voice and he found his gaze locked with Zero's. There was something hypnotic in the dark eyes and Kaname felt another shudder curl through him. He winced, his flushed face tensing as Zero reminded him, quite thoroughly, of his position. The pureblood whimpered softly in his throat, one fist twisting in the sheets. He gave a small, shaky, breathless snort of laughter, resisting the urge to writhe at how tightly stretched he felt. Relax? Yeah, there was something he really felt like doing with a vamped out ex-human on top of him, those dark eyes promising so much delicious torture to come.
"Somebody... was a moron..." he gasped softly, a hint of sardonic sarcasm in his tone because he knew he was talking about himself, and just at the moment that was so true. Especially since a dull, but warm and welcome thread of arousal was starting to thrum through his being once more... starting to make him crave this deeply intimate contact rather than resist it... giving his heart something else to race with.
Zero's dark smile glittered for a moment. "Yeah..." he murmured as he dipped down, forehead resting against Kaname's shoulder. His elbows now braced on the bed, arms resting on either side of Kaname's head, his fingers curled tightly into the quilt for purchase as his hips jerked back and thrust forward again, claiming the body under him hard.
Kaname's supple body arched beautifully against him, muscles rippling under the pale skin as another soft cry was torn from him. But there was pleasure in it, as well as pain this time. A sharp jolt of sudden, intensely aroused fire radiated through the pureblood. Zero had struck the right chord to make Kaname's body sing like a harp and before Kaname even had a chance to grapple with this new, delightful sensation, the hunter's driving body had struck it again, and again...
Kaname's hands curled up under Zero's armpits, gripping on desperately and feeling the hunter's muscles flex under the warm skin as Zero's rapid, unrestrained, intense pounding pushed them both backwards, further up the bed towards the headboard. The pureblood was keening from pleasure again, raw waves of sensation crashing and breaking over him as he was scooted roughly across the quilted bedspread. He'd also forgotten how damn good this could feel.
Zero's chest heaved and shuddered. Kaname's cries were intoxicating, just like his hot, tight body, just like the way he bucked and writhed between Zero and the mattress, lithe and almost catlike. The hunter could have almost wept from the sensation. It was beyond amazing and it was swiftly undoing him completely.
Pleasure seared up through his senses, driving him towards a brink that he welcomed, even as he tried to hold it off for as long as deliciously possible. His fingers knotted into the covers again, accidentally tearing into them as his fingers unintentionally and unexpectedly lengthened into short talons in the throes of passion. His arms tightened, elbows digging into the bed, trapping Kaname's shoulders against the back of his upper arms to halt their movement across the mattress and hold the pureblood still. His hips flexed, thrusting deeply and repeatedly into the body under him as the burning pleasure inside him finally found release.
Zero cried out hoarsely, his face flushed and glazed with pleasure, his whole body jerking with the incredible waves of sensation as they tore through him and he rode them out, climaxing intensely inside his lover's body. At the height of his release, Zero's closed eyes snapped open, gazing down into Kaname's.
Kaname was transfixed by the raw, almost soul-splitting pleasure written across Zero's face and in his dark eyes. The pureblood's whole being seemed to respond, a hot tightness crushing his chest like a warm fist curled around his heart.
Zero collapsed against Kaname, his body trembling, chest heaving raggedly. His hands released the sheets and tangled softly in Kaname's hair, clinging to him like the pureblood was the very air he breathed. Their chests heaved silently, softly together.
Kaname was still aching with arousal, but his arms slid around Zero's shoulders, holding him as the hunter shivered against him, savoring the nearness even if his body was still urgently craving something else. His legs wrapped around Zero's waist, ankles crossing at the small of his lover's back as he held him close. Zero's breath rasped unevenly against the pureblood's neck, body continuing to shudder softly. Kaname couldn't see it, but the blackness had receded from the hunter's eyes. Zero's body felt leaden with pleasure and alcohol, his chest felt warm... tight... and head was cloudy.
"Kaname..." he murmured softly against the other's neck, his brows furrowing lightly now in concern as he tried to work around the cotton in his mind, a complete, heavy weariness pulling him down and making his eyelids heavy. He felt deeply fulfilled... but he knew he'd also been angry, and he'd not been gentle. "'m sorry... did I hurt you?" he mumbled softly, his whispered voice slurring a bit.
Kaname's arms tightened around Zero's sides, his fingers slowly stroking Zero's deliciously muscled shoulder blades. Yes, Zero had hurt him, but... he'd been willing, and it had been incredible. "I'm fine, Zero," Kaname murmured softly into his hair. He smiled faintly, shifting against Zero, resisting the urge to bite his lip as his hard body pressed achingly against Zero's abdomen. The hunter was still inside him and Kaname couldn't really move without pulling away, which he didn't quite want to do.
Zero was too gone to split hairs about Kaname's response and he simply relaxed in relief, his eyes closing as he inhaled the rich scent of his lover's body, face nestled in the crook of his neck... Zero started to drift despite himself. Exhaustion and release mingled with intoxication were a potent combination.
"Zero?" Kaname shifted slightly, fingers tracing the other's spine. But Zero didn't respond and Kaname could feel the body over him slackening in relaxation, breath and heart evening out in a way that said quite clearly his lover was falling asleep, or, perhaps more appropriately passing out. The pureblood couldn't resist a wry, slightly frustrated smile as he held Zero for a moment, their bodies still entwined as he gazed up at the ceiling. Well, what did he expect? The ex-human was dead drunk and had... exerted himself... rather hard.
Kaname bit back a small groan as his hips pressed up against Zero of their own accord. Kaname understood, but he still had... a problem. Reluctantly, Kaname started to shift, moving to roll Zero off him so he could retire to the bathroom and take care of his issues on his own. Kaname winced a little. He'd heal up swiftly, but just at the moment, he was still pretty sore and moving reminded him of that quite vividly.
Feeling Kaname start to withdraw, however, seemed to stir Zero out of his slumber and he instinctively tightened, hands suddenly curling into the bed tightly on either side of Kaname's head again, knees gripping the pureblood's hips to keep him still as if unwilling to lose the soft warmth beneath him, as if needing to stay connected to the beating heart by his chest like it was his own. He mumbled something unintelligible in groggy, slightly petulant protest at being disturbed, his hips jerking softly against the pureblood.
Despite being sated, Zero was still hard inside the other's body and Kaname sucked his breath in, legs clenching around Zero's waist as the motion sent much needed sensation skittering through him. He groaned softly, both amused and stymied by Zero's reaction. He didn't want to just force the boy off him, but his situation was getting pretty uncomfortably urgent.
His fingers tangled in Zero's hair, his hips unable to help humping softly against the other now. "Zero..." he murmured, his voice a little shaky. "Zero, let me go now..." he didn't think Zero would be too hard to convince in his current state, but Zero surprised him, his body tightening further, apparently deeply unwilling to lose contact with his lover.
"Mmnnng..." he protested groggily, unable to figure out why Kaname kept trying to pull away from him. All he wanted to do right now was hold the pureblood... he felt like some part of him would break if he couldn't.
"Zero!" a little of Kaname's frustration bled through into his voice. Zero had left him very worked up and he really needed to move.
The hint of urgency in Kaname's tone dragged Zero a little more awake and he lifted his head, blinking somewhat foggily at his lover. As he did, he became aware of something very, very hard jabbing him in the stomach. A surprised and slightly confused look took Zero's flushed features as he slid one hand down between their bodies, fingers searching and finding the something to confirm its identity.
Kaname hissed softly through his teeth, his body tensing pleasurably at the contact.
Zero's mind was operating a little slowly now and he looked at Kaname with something akin to puzzlement as he absently stroked the hard flesh. He hadn't realized Kaname hadn't found release yet. In his defense, he was doing pretty good just being awake still with the amount of vampire alcohol he had coursing through his veins. If Kaname had drunk his blood right now, he probably could have gotten tipsy off the hunter.
"You're still... uh... hard..." Zero murmured softly, as if trying to figure out why that was or what he'd done wrong. His confusion was precious, but Kaname's body was aching and Zero's light, exploratory touches were only feeding that fire.
The pureblood resisted a soft groan. "Yes, Zero, you're a genius," he panted softly, with a healthy dose of amused sarcasm that he couldn't stifle.
Zero scowled hazily at him, unexpectedly hooking his hand under Kaname's right knee and pushing it back to the other's chest as he gave his hips a sharp thrust. Kaname just did not tend to engender the desire to be treated gently, did he? Zero vaguely registered some surprise that he was still hard too and Kaname reacted delightfully to the stimulation, his fingers dropping to the covers at his sides and holding on tightly as pleasure rocked through him again.
Zero liked that reaction. He pulled back and shifted partially upright, sliding to kneel on the bed and gripping Kaname's knees, half for balance and half for control, as he knelt between the pureblood's legs.
Kaname leaned slightly up on his elbows, fixing Zero with a heated, if very mildly apprehensive look. He didn't know what the ex-human was doing.
Zero stroked Kaname's pale inner thigh with a soft, almost reassuring touch, promising pleasure, not pain. His head was hazy and throbbing, he was deliciously exhausted and really wanted to sleep, but his intentions now were simply to please his lover. He didn't want to leave Kaname hanging, and there was something deeply appealing about the needy desire radiating from the other.
Holding Kaname's knees spread, Zero rocked into him with deliberate slowness, watching the reaction play across Kaname's features, the way his neck muscles flexed, his hands curled into the bedspread, seeing the moment when he took him completely and Kaname's eyes glazed with unimaginable pleasure. It was an intensely erotic and compelling tableau.
His hands slid down to Kaname's hips, gripping them and holding them to the bed as he continued to thrust, angling for maximum effect as he watched the enticing pureblood spread on the bed before him gasp and tremble with ecstasy each time he touched the right places inside him. Zero was too gone to really get going again himself, but there was a different kind of awe to be found here, and it pulled him in and swallowed him just as surely as before, if in a different way.
He watched Kaname as his pace slowly quickened, transfixed. At the moment, all the other issues and problems that surrounded them were but a distant memory, something he couldn't be bothered with at this juncture, and his cloudy mind was caught in an aching sense of wonder. Most everyone at that party earlier would have willingly thrown themselves at Kaname – all of them beautiful, high-blooded vampires with so much to offer. But Zero was the one Kaname went home with, and he was the one that was now so deeply tangled up in the pureblood's beautiful body that it felt like they were physically one. Maybe it was just because he was completely drunk that that thought made Zero's heart so full, that's what he would tell himself later at any rate, but then again, maybe it wasn't...
In some ways, Kaname felt even more vulnerable than before as Zero knelt, holding his hips and his knees, pleasuring him deliberately while Kaname could do nothing but lie back on the bed and groan in aroused delight and agony while Zero watched him. But intense, helpless heat held him in place as his gaze locked with Zero and he saw so much intensity and such indefinably soft emotion on his partner's face. That was why this was worth it...every bit of control he'd surrendered, even more than the intense, incredible pleasure he was also reaping, it was that look in Zero's eyes. For these moments, they weren't telling Kaname that he was a disgusting beast in human form; they were looking at him like he was something delightful and entrancing, something worthy of caring about. It was pathetic that he craved that kind of look from just about the only person in the world who usually wouldn't give it to him, but Kaname didn't care. He arched against Zero with a soft groan, fingers digging through the covers and into the mattress as Zero's torturously slow pace finally roughened and became swifter, sending his heart racing wildly.
"Zero..." he groaned the hunter's name helplessly. "Zero..."
Then Zero was gone from between his legs and Kaname was left gasping and reeling, like the world had ended. No... please... he was so close... "Zero!" it was a desperate, agonized whisper. The pureblood's whole being thrummed with desire for his lover, so much he almost couldn't breathe.
Warm hands were on his thighs again, spreading them, spreading fire across the sensitive skin, making his body tremble. Kaname looked down and saw Zero's silver head bent over him. Hot, smooth, firm lips pressed against Kaname's quivering stomach, against his navel, against his abdomen... and finally against his straining, throbbing arousal.
Zero mapped the unusual texture and taste slowly. Maybe it was the alcohol goading him to things he would otherwise have avoided, but the truth was he wanted to do this... and he wanted to see Kaname's reaction. Very, very much.
Kaname's body convulsed in delight and shock and his breath sobbed in through his teeth as sensation flamed through him along with surprise. Zero had never done this before. Neither of them had. Somehow it had seemed too... personal. Idiotic, considering the other things they did perhaps, but nevertheless, they had never done it. It was slightly obvious that Zero didn't really know what he was doing, but at this point that hardly mattered. Kaname was so worked up, and the whole thing so novel that just the thought of Zero doing this for him was almost enough to send Kaname over to top. He hung on desperately though, not wanting this to end, wanting to prolong the moment as Zero's warm, wet tongue, lips and teeth played him sensually, if tentatively.
Zero's untried ministrations were intensely earnest as he licked and sucked at the pureblood's needy flesh, taking him into his mouth at first a bit hesitantly, but then with more resolve as he found it not quite so odd or distasteful as he'd thought it would be, especially with the delightful way Kaname was reacting. Actually... Zero found it strangely good and exciting and he licked and sucked more insistently, wringing gasping moan after moan from Kaname, the pureblood's skin entirely flushed with desire. His hand tangled in Zero's hair, his chest heaving. Kaname was completely at Zero's mercy and completely lost in a sea of indescribable pleasure. Something about that hit a very deep note inside the hunter, reverberating in his soul.
Kaname couldn't hold out long under the beautiful stimulus and pleasure finally exploded through him. He clutched at Zero's hair and the bed sheets, his hips arching as he came, heels pressing down into the mattress, head snapping back with a hoarse, wild cry of pleasure. He hadn't expected Zero to do this so completely, but the hunter milked him with the innate skill of one who could imagine what would feel good, even without prior experience.
Kaname fell back on the bed, exhausted, trembling, body still quaking with pleasure. He felt spent and full and confused all at the same time. He tried to keep in mind that this was just two friends expressing their mutual attraction and needs, but every day, that was getting harder. He felt like he'd given Zero more than he should... like he was leaving himself so open for hurt it was breathtakingly stupid... but he just couldn't stop. He couldn't weigh the consequences and play the careful games he usually played. When it came to this stubborn, moody, sensual, incredible hunter... all his logic and his plans seemed to go out the window and he didn't know how to stop that. He didn't want to. It felt so good... so right when he was with Zero, and that was all he wanted to think about right now.
Zero wiped his mouth on the back of his hand, too warm, tired and utterly contented by his lover's reactions and responses to feel weirded out with himself at all, at least right now. Later perhaps... but later, was later. This was now, and Zero simply crawled up the bed to rejoin his lover.
Kaname felt Zero's body slide against his as the hunter moved to lie beside him, legs tangling with Kaname's as he tried somewhat clumsily to tug at the quilt they were laying on. Kaname helped him, a few moments of maneuvering getting them both under the covers instead of above them. Zero was so tired now; he couldn't keep his eyes open, even though he wanted to. He snuggled against Kaname's body, wrapping a leg around the other's hip as they rolled to face each other, silver hair fanned on the pillows, mingling with brown.
Kaname wrapped his arm around Zero's waist, nuzzling his face softly into Zero's neck, kissing and licking slowly. Lightly, his fangs slipped into the hunter's skin. Gently, he coaxed blood from him with practiced ease. It wasn't about being thirsty as much as the need for intimacy. Zero was right here in his arms, but... it wasn't enough. He wanted the hunter in his veins. In his soul.
Zero started just slightly at the sharp prick of fangs at his neck, but he was already drifting off to sleep, and Kaname was being very careful, the mild sting only lasting a moment before it was just the warm, intimate sensation and sound of blood being drawn from his body. Actually... it was very... pleasant.
Zero smiled sleepily, nuzzling into Kaname and tilting his head into the pillow, arm curling around Kaname's midriff. Proving both that he was subconsciously more comfortable and trusting of his partner than he usually admitted, and perhaps also just how heavily intoxicated he was, Zero drifted off to sleep while Kaname was drinking from him.
Kaname finished and licked the wounds closed. He hadn't taken too much, but it was enough to fill the ache in his chest... and enough to make his head buzz slightly but warmly from the intoxicants he'd taken in through Zero's blood. With a soft sigh, Kaname's hand slid up to cup Zero's sleeping face, tangling in the silver hair as he watched him sleep.
Utterly silently, the pureblood did what he knew he could not do when the other boy was conscious. He leaned forward and brushed the faintest ghost of a kiss against Zero's warm, still lips, before settling his head back down on the pillow, forehead resting against that of his sleeping lover.
Kaname knew he was an unforgivable idiot. Repeatedly, he handed Zero a deadly blade and placed the tip against his own heart. But Zero wouldn't stab him. Somehow... despite years of ingrained wariness and mistrust of everyone around him, Kaname just couldn't believe that he would. He couldn't contemplate what he'd do if that happened.
A faint smile played on the pureblood's lips in the darkness as he closed his eyes, fingers still contentedly tangled in Zero's hair as he too, drifted off into an exhausted sleep.
