Disclaimer:

I do not own Vampire Knight or any of its characters...unfortunately.

WARNING: Rated M for language, rape, sexual harassment, torture, boyxboy, seductive lemons, supernatural themes and the pure awesomeness that is Vampire Knight.

Enjoy!

Phoenix


Kill Me Softly

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Skin caressed skin, moving together as their hosts sunk further into the bed. Silken sheets rustled together, drowned out by the sound of whispered words, restrained gasps and the low rumble which could be translated into a growl of emotion or a soft moan of desire.

"-Again- say it again…"

"..A-A…-Akat..suki-"

Lips mouthed tenderly against Zero's collar bone, moving up to kiss the front of his neck.

"Again."

"Akatsuki."

"Again." The noble shifted his mouth placing it over the side of his beloved's neck, right when the main blood vein hovered just beneath skin.

"Akat-suki!"Zero almost screamed as fangs pierced the soft flesh. Pain mixed with pleasure surged through the younger's body and his back arched off the bed grinding himself upwards and pressing every line of his body against the noble's.

A tongue flicked at his skin, teasing it as firm lips locks around the wound. For a moment Zero felt part of himself being drained away. A fleeting moment of panic overtook him- what is the noble drained him until he was all gone?

Warm hands, safe hands, his hands pulled him closer tenderly stroking him, soothing him back to calm. No, Akatsuki wouldn't drain him and even if he did Zero didn't think he minded so much, every particle of him was thrumming in pleasure.

"Akatsuki…-" He felt incredibly weak, light-headed and completely calm apart from a wave of bloodlust that was becoming more pronounced with every draw Kain took. Claws extracted, gripping tight to the body above him. A groan filled the room and the nobles fangs vibrated within him. Zero tossed his head back, crying out as pleasure once again blinded him. He wouldn't last much longer under such ministrations and he knew his life wouldn't last much longer if he didn't stop the noble soon. The fear and the desire, the need and the craving was all rolled into one. Zero felt as if his whole body was been ravaged by a storm and his desire to stop it was becoming less important by the minute.

Warms hands, protective hands, soft and beautiful hands, reached for Zero's head, twisting it and guiding it to the hollow of his throat.

A rumble echoed in Zero's chest and he couldn't think anymore, all he could do was press his lips to the skin and allow his fangs to drive down...

Zero's eyes snapped open. He was gasping, sweat lingered on his skin and his whole body felt as if it were on fire.

His head pushed back against the pillow and his eyes almost rolled upwards as the heat surged downwards and between his legs.

"Zero?"

Oh God…

Kain's face came into view and Zero honestly thought that the shock of seeing him and the embarrassment he would feel is he actually saw Zero explode right now was the only thing that kept Zero from doing so. However restraining his pleasure only fueled the energy elsewhere, needing a vent it raged into his senses and flared his blood hunger into full-force. Zero surged off the bed, crashing straight into Kain and slamming him back down onto the bed. His mouth latched to the noble's throat, fangs not breaking skin yet, only just restrained by Zero's crumbling self-control.

His hips rolled down, the lower part of his body demanding friction and forcing itself upon Kain. An answering hardness quickly swelled to greet him.

"..Zero..?" His voice was bewildered, breathless and it did nothing to cool the after-effects of Zero's dream.

A whimper of need was the only sound that Zero's body could make, almost pleading with the vampire beneath him. Kain knew what for.

"Yes Zero…"

Gods yes.

Zero's fangs plunged into the skin and his body moaned, echoing in the room as it finally tasted the sweet, wonderful nectar. The rest of his body mimicked his pleasure, pressing down and grinding itself against a slightly larger mound.

Zero was nowhere near in control of his body or his reactions. All he could think of, all he could focus on was the dream flickering before his eyes and the maddening sensation of being so close to release and then being denied.

"…-say it again.-"

Zero moaned into Kain's neck and the noble echoed the sound.

"…-Say it again."

Zero wanted to shake his head freeing his thoughts from the whirlwind inside of him, but his mouth was still latched onto Kain's throat.

"…-Again, say it again-" Zero tore away from the noble's throat.

"Akatsuki-" Zero gasped, his hands gripping the noble's face. Kain looked absolutely floored, like he had just seen a bomb go off.

"W-" Zero's mouth covered his, lips silencing whatever he had been about to say. Zero didn't want to hear it, he didn't want to talk. All he wanted was the noble. Every inch of him.

"Akatsuki." He ripped his mouth away to gasp it once again before returning in full fervor. His lips clashed with Kain's and his tongue forced itself into the waiting cavern. Zero was engulfed in heat, in Kain's warmth. He wanted more of it, he wanted to be closer to the noble. Zero's hands gripped soft blond hair, pulling at the strands almost viciously so. He wanted to be closer, he wanted to be completely covered in the heat, wrapped up in a firestorm.

Kain wrenched his head away.

"Zero-"

NO! No more talking. Zero fused their lips back together, red covering every inch of his vision as he forced his second hand downwards, finding a steel shaft between them and gripping it tight.

Kain's head fell back, a strangled sound tearing from his lips before Zero's mouth was attacking him again.

Zero didn't know what was happening, didn't care about anything else apart for the sweet release he could just feel around the bend. His hand slid down the hard bar of flesh before being dragged back up. A violent cry filled the room and suddenly Zero felt his back slamming down on the mattress beneath him. The bed actually groaned with the movement.

"Zero!" Warm hands pressed Zero's onto the pillow beside Zero's head.

Zero snarled, fangs bared and reaching as Zero strained his head as far off the pillow as he could. Claws scrabbled at the air, scraping his own palms in the process and the rest of his body thrashed, trying to throw the noble off.

"Zero." Kain growled, pressing his forehead to Zero's and forcing it down and into the pillow. Red eyes met gold flecked with red as the pair stare each other down. Zero hissed and snarled in protest and the flecked ones clamed to a burning yellow.

"Zero…"He whispered, removing his forehead to place a soft, gentle kiss to the boy's temple. "Zero, shush…" Ragged breaths slowed only faintly and Kain heard the boy heart continuing to pound in his chest. Red receded to veins as deep violet began to show through. A strained whimper left Zero's throat.

"It's okay Zero." As humanity began to sink more into the boy's eyes so did fear and horror at the realization of what was happening. "This is okay" Kain soothed, kissing the corner of Zero's eye and then doing so for the other side.

"Zero?" Frightened eyes met his. "This is okay, nothing is wrong with this." He could already hear the boy's mind protesting and shaming the pet with so-called morals that had been brainwashed into him.

"Zero…" Kain called softly, trying to keep Zero's attention on him and not at those horrible voices in his head. He brushed his body against Zero's lower region. Desire shot through them both, Kain watched it flick through Zero's gaze.

"I just need to make sure that you actually want this, not just the bloodlust." Confusion burned through the boy's gaze. He wanted this yes; the bloodlust wanted it, his friggen libido wanted this…but did he really want this? What was this anyway?

Memories flicked through his vision; the dream and what it was like to be embraced and to have nothing between them, weeks ago when Kain had held him for the first time when Zero was truly sane… like he was made of glass, something precious and treasured for all time.

Zero remembered the feeling of being held without rejection of disgust for what he was, just soft, gentle hands cherishing every inch of him…

The memories of such embraces, of such acceptance and care called deep down, back to that hidden place within him that was starved for affection, the place that craved for it with every fiber of his being since he had been turned all those years ago.

The longing and need for such affection made it easy to silence the cruel voices that labeled him a freak for wanting this… for wanting this with vampire.

Kain's grip around Zero's wrists loosened, moving slowly until they were intertwining their fingers together instead of trying to restrain him, palms pressed against the other's.

Zero let out a shaky breath, gold eyes gauging his every reaction as he moved closer, brushing their lips together; once, twice- until they softly joined. Zero drew in another uneven breath, his eyes falling shut. Emotion burned thick behind his eyes but he fought it. There was no way he was going to turn into a cry-baby every time someone showed him this kind of affection- no matter how few those times were.

A soft sound escaped him and Zero refused to label it as a whine. Kain accepted it either way and lowered himself fully on the pet. Zero's breath caught as the noble allowed him to feel his weight and to shift slightly so that they molded together perfectly.

Zero savored the feeling of Kain's hands, caressing his palm and the other moving to cup his cheek, angling his mouth for a deeper kiss before sliding down his throat and along his side. Zero's skin shuddered beneath it, rippling softly as gentle hands taunted every nerve there.

When Kain rocked his hips, Zero's body flared in response remembering just how close he had been to that peak. Zero's breath stuttered as red trickled back into his vision, it was not controlling him but it was there all the same. His hands were gripping Kain now, the firmness of the grip telling Kain without words how acute his need was at the moment and how it was growing with every second that passed.

A low rumble of appreciation vibrated in the noble's chest, his wandering hand finally finding the waist-band of Zero's sleep pants the same time his mouth found the hollow of Zero's throat. Before Zero could even think of becoming self-conscious of what Kain was about to do, he sucked down on Zero's neck. Hard. Hard enough to leave a mark. Zero's breath hitched and suddenly his pants were missing. Red was just starting to bloom in his cheeks but what Kain was doing to his neck seemed to be far too distracting to really care for anything else.

When fangs brushed his skin, the dream flicked through his mind, reminding him of the exact moment Kain had bit him. Zero gasped, his eyes fluttering open for a moment. A hand gripped the back of Kain's neck and pushed him down, further into the hollow of his throat. Zero's claws scrapped at Kain's skin, the scent of blood hit the air, only intensifying Zero's blood lust.

Zero forced his head to the side, angling his neck up to Kain in the ultimate invitation to be bitten and for a split second, Zero wanted it. Wanted fangs to penetrate his skin, to draw from him connect him to the noble just as the dream had.

Then reality filtered in.

Zero locked up.

In reality, bites from vampires weren't pleasurable- not for Zero at least. Zero didn't know how anyone could enjoy the burning pain, the feeling of having your skin ripped apart as someone tore at your soul. Everyone described a bite from a vampire as that. But vampires themselves liked it, maybe it was because they were dark creatures or maybe there was a secret technique that they used only with other vampires to make it pleasurable. Zero didn't know what to think. All he knew was that bites for him were painful.

Kain, feeling the pet's rigidness moved away from his neck, transferring is attention to Zero's chest instead. He knew his pet was terrified at the thought of being bitten but did the boy know that his actions only moments ago were like a blatant invitation to be drunk from? The offer had been so tantalizing, Kain had almost obliged without thought. It took everything he had to restrain the urge and to move away when Zero shied away from him.

Zero, however, soon found himself forgetting all about the bite as a sure, almost rough, tongue circled a nub upon his chest. Teeth scraped against it, causing Zero to suddenly fist the pillow above him with one hand while the other continued to hold the back of Kain's neck in a death-lock.

Kain abused each nub; taunting them with soft licks before nipping them viciously, he soothed the burn with a sure stroke of his tongue and every now and again blew lightly upon them until they pebbled to the point of almost pain.

Zero's focus was shot, loosing himself to the ministrations of Kain before finally surfacing, taking the time for a much needed breath and then loosing himself again.

It was complete sin.

This time when Zero managed to hold a single thought in his head, he noticed that the material of Kain's pants, the last barrier between them was slowly being removed.

Zero's breath got stuck somewhere in his throat and the world began to slow when gold eyes met his. Silently asking him if this was what he really wanted. Zero swallowed audibly as Kain gently lifted himself off Zero, freeing his hand to pull away the last obstruction between them. From Zero's angle, he couldn't really see much but his eyes unwillingly darted downwards anyway. He only managed to get a quick glimpse of smooth flesh before he realized what he was doing and snapped his eyes back up. Heat flushing in his cheeks and right down to his toes. It didn't help the matter that everywhere he looked there was bare skin or gold eyes. Sure, they both slept shirtless all the time so seeing Kain's chest was nothing new, but somehow now seemed different and Zero could just feel himself getting redder.

Amused amber eyes shrouded in lust watched him.

"It's okay Zero." A warm hand gently covered Zero's own, picking it up off the pillow and pressing it to his chest. Zero's eyes watched the movement before flicking up uncertainly to look at Kain. The noble net his gaze, still holding Zero's hand pressed to his chest until he finally let it go. Zero's hand remained where it was.

"It's okay." God, how many times did Kain say that in a day to him? How many times did Zero feel sudden relief at those words? It was like the noble was seeing straight into him, seeing his fears and then comforting him for each one. Each time he did Zero felt something swell in his chest, easing all his tension and worry, he felt… safe.

Zero glanced back at Kain, not really understanding what the noble wanted, until that warm hand returned guiding his hand and dragging it across Kain's skin. Zero felt his face flame with realization at what the noble wanted.

When Kain dropped his hand again, Zero continued stroking the same place of skin. It was soft, warm and echoing with the faint beat of a heart. With trembling, unsure fingers, Zero's hand moved over the noble's chest his eyes continually flicking up to Kain's to make sure he wasn't doing anything wrong or worse… weird. Each time he did the noble's reassuring gaze met his, making Zero flush feeling an idiot and darting his eyes back down again.

Zero's eyes soon became more fixated on the skin in front of him than the noble's gaze, entranced by the faint ripples of skin as Zero's fingers brushed against it, following the lines and curves until Zero found the exact spot of Kain's heart. He paused, listening to the steady beat. Realizing he had been still too long, Zero once again felt himself sneaking a glance upward, but Kain was no longer watching him. His eyes were closed and his face relaxed.

Zero continued his exploration.

Shifting slightly in the bed, he traced down Kain's arms, marveling at the thickness of the natural muscle there before trailing his fingers down to Kain's hands. Zero took his time, admiring each line of skin, each knuckle of the fingers, caressing the thick gold ring engraved with the Kain family crest and finally the flat palm.

Zero hesitated, running his fingers over the smooth skin before pressing his own palm to it and savoring the heat sinking into his own.

These hands ruled the nightlife world with an iron fist. They could deliver fatal blows of attack or give the greatest comfort Zero had ever felt. Zero had been saved by these hands, when Kain rescued him from the Snatchers and lost himself to despair or to his nightmares it was these warm, soft hands that woke him, that embraced him, that kept him safe, that held him at night and caressed his skin as if he were glass… as if he were loved.

A water droplet fell from Zero's face. Thankfully it only hit the sheets and not Kain's skin, alerting the noble. Zero didn't not want to explain why he felt such torment; such happiness and such agony all rolled into one.

Zero wanted to press his face to the palm, to make Kain cup his face and look into his eyes as he did on rare occasions. But he couldn't. Doing so would alert the noble to the pet's tears and also reveal that Zero, on some level, had begun to crave and treasure the noble's touch.

Zero moved his hand away, placing it back on Kain's chest and forcing back the wetness behind his eyes back. This was not the time to be acting like a lovesick fool.

Love…?

Zero shook his head violently, shoving such thoughts away viciously.

Zero focused on his hand moving it from the chest down to the noble's stomach, forcing himself to be totally absorbed in the single act. He made himself notice the texture of the skin, the shape of the muscles and the dark blond hair-

-Hair…?

Zero froze. His whole face flaming once again.

Oh come on, it's not like you haven't seen one before! Zero tried to reason with himself, there was no reason he should be freaking out about this, not really. He had one didn't he? He'd seen others in the shower rooms at the Hunter's Association so how was this different?

Well for one, I've never been this close to someone else's. Christ it's not like I've touch anyone else's, well, apart from…Ka…- no don't go there, he's gone now. He's gone. They're gone.

And then more thoughts began to filter into Zero's head. Equally as unwanted, yet far more disturbing in some ways.

I've already touched Kain.

Zero remembered the blur of emotion and hands when he first woke not thirty minutes ago. He had been so blood-lust crazed that he hadn't wanted Kain to talk, so he distracted the noble by…by.

Oh God.

Did that mean Kain wanted him to touch him now? Was that the whole purpose behind this 'exploring, feely, touchy thing?'

Oh God.

Zero had never wanked someone else off before- not intentionally at least- was it different to when he did it to himself or was there some special technique? Not that Zero had much technique. He had been too troubled and stressed by the work at the Association to fully enjoy a good…-well you know- and there when he actually did get around to it, he was always rushed. A few rough strokes, vague images coming to mind before quickly cumming. Then there was always the after-guilt, or shame that he couldn't even pleasure himself right or ever be normal or thinking that he was just sick if he'd imagined someone else during it, because he felt disgusted that a monster like him was getting off on the people he'd seen in the street or on the TV.

And now the Nightlife King wanted Zero to jerk him off. The same Nightlife King who probably had hundreds of hand jobs, hell, maybe even thousands, depending on how old the vampire already was. He ran all the good clubs and there were always people looking out for a quickie in the back especially with the owner of the place. Or maybe Kain didn't get hand jobs, maybe he just went straight to fucking. But he hadn't done that with Zero

Oh God.

Christ, now he was thinking about all Kain's past sexual experiences. They'd never bothered Zero before, but then again they hadn't had many 'before's' unless you count a bit of kissing some nice body-rubbing and a few received hand jobs- oh and a blowjob.

Oh God.

What if he was shit? Kain had been making a big deal out of Zero being a virgin, hell, he'd even joked about it on a number of occasions. Zero was nothing like the other people he probably hooked up with, he was probably awful in comparison if he actually tried anything with the noble. Sure the stuff they'd done already had felt good to Zero but what if it wasn't to the noble? Was that the reason he was being made a bodyguard? Because he was a shit pet? That he couldn't kiss right or even receive what Kain did right and was that because Zero had remained a virgin so long? Was he going to be unable to do anything sexual without stuffing up somehow because of his lack of experience? What if the noble was just tired of him and was trying to get rid of him? Why was he even afraid of that thought? He didn't want to be a pet did he?

Oh God.

Zero's heart was racing in his chest. It was suddenly hard to breathe and short puffs of air were escaping him. Kain would've had thousands of sexual partners in his time, not just Zero. Kain would probably just laugh at his attempts to please him- no Kain wouldn't do that, he was too kind, he would probably do something worse: pretend that it was fine but really be disappointed. Zero felt his heat clench. He didn't want to disappoint to noble, not after everything he'd done for him; a pet, a level D.

What am I going to do now?

Zero glanced at Kain nervously, but he still had his eyes closed. Maybe he was doing so to not make him uncomfortable or just to see what Zero would do. Zero felt a nervous shudder go through him. He couldn't give Kain a hand job. He would suck at it and Kain would be disappointed and Zero would be ashamed. Wait, since when was he actually okay with even considering this?

What am I going to do? I started this in the first place!

Zero felt himself burning in embarrassment at his earlier actions. He wanted Kain, he still did right now, but he didn't want to do this

Wait a second-

Zero had no real experience or skill with hand jobs.

But he did know how to give someone a blow job.

Well sorta.

Katashi had been pretty specific with what he wanted. Giving enough instruction to pass off for some sort of knowledge if he could just remember what exactly he'd been saying. Zero had been trying to forget that time after all.

What happened if Kain didn't like what Katashi liked?

Zero clenched his eyes shut, his teeth ground together.

Think Zero. Think.

Zero felt an odd numbness beginning to spread through him. He didn't want to do this. But he didn't want to disappoint Kain either. This was what pets were for weren't they? After all Kain had done for him, it was the least he could do, especially after the whole body guard thing and The Bloody Rose.

He didn't want to do this.

But what else could he do? Just keep taking and taking from Kain without giving anything back in return? Maybe…after, after Zero had…had done it Kain would return the favour by laying out Zero's dream. After all, Kain would be able to find a second release like that. That was what Zero had intended when he had first woken and attacked Kain. For them to be together for them to find that peak together. Not Just Zero taking all the time or only one of them getting the benefits. Zero shuddered.

Get a grip you idiot.

Zero fought the tremors that racked his body, he pushed down the feelings of fear and worthlessness. The thoughts that told him no matter what he did he would still end up disappointing Kain and stuffing this whole thing up.

Zero swallowed firmly and opened his eyes. He moved down lower on the bed.

The angle's wrong, when I did it to Katashi he was standing. Zero bit his tongue. He could hardly ask the noble to stand up now could he? He would just have to make it work. He had to if he wanted to have a chance of fulfilling his dream, of being held again, of being connected to someone for the first time in his life.

Zero trailed his hand lower, his whole arms locked ridged in order to stop the tremors. Numbness was beginning to overtake him, he wanted to welcome it, with it he could do the job without feeling anything. But on the other hand, if he did he wouldn't be able to function his mind properly, he wouldn't be able to sense Kain's reactions. If he was numb he might get lost in his memories, be trapped facing Katashi again.

Maybe he could only go half-numb?- was there such a thing?

If there was he would try and achieve it.

Come on Zero think. Think. Zero shuddered inwardly as he delved into his memories and to a time he never wanted to return to again.

Zero watched as his captor stepped out of his pants and shoes and strolled proudly over to him. His throbbing, cum-slicked cock bouncing lightly with every step. Once again it was positioned at Zero's mouth. The hunter met Katashi's cold green eyes. His heart raced, his stomach flipped, his veins pulsed with adrenaline.

""Let's try this again shall we?" Katashi brushed himself against Zero's lips. "But this time, you have to do all the work."

Zero took hold of Kain with both hands, his neck was positioned off the bed, awkwardly and his neck already burned with the effort to keep it up. Giving a blowjob when the other party was on their side was not something Zero wanted to repeat after this. Zero pressed Kain's tip to his mouth.

"Zero what-"

Zero closed his eyes, he felt a pang of guilt. He couldn't give Kain what he wanted. Hopefully this would stop him from being too disappointed.

Zero parted his lips and pushed his head forward and took the mushroom tip into his mouth.

"Zero!" fingers shot into Zero's hair. An ice-cold shudder ran down Zero's spine. The hands in his hair felt ice cold to him.

"That's it, take it all in." Katashi threaded his fingers through the Hunter's hair. "Hollow out you cheeks."

Zero did as he was told, the sound of Kain's gasp gave him hope. Maybe he could do this right. Determined, Zero took Kain's length. His throat seized up and he forced himself with every ounce of his will not to gag. His eyes watered from the effort involved. Or maybe it was something else because the water was flowing too fast now. Running down the side of his face as his neck burned and his eyes stung.

"Nice and tight-"

Zero tried to increase his pace, willing this to be over. His neck was burning in pain and sweat was appearing on his forehead with the effort and yet his whole body was as cold as ice. The fingers in his hair tugged and pulled as Zero swirled his tongue round the tip before sucking back down, his cheeks as hollow as he could get them.

His fingers tugged at the boy's silver hair in a silent demand for more.

"'Look at me." Katashi grunted.

Zero clenched his eyes even tighter. He couldn't look at Kain, not now. Kain would see Zero's expression and make him stop. Zero didn't want to stop, he couldn't just keep taking from Kain, besides if he stopped now and Kain realized Zero was crying he wouldn't touch him in anyway except a hug. And Zero didn't want a hug, he wanted to be wrapped up against Kain, sliding against each other, whispering tender words and treating each other like some precious treasure. He wanted to be accepted, not just pitied.

With that thought in mind Zero began to incorporate his hands, stroking a twisting just like Katashi had instructed. He curled his tongue around the shaft of flesh and sucked hard. Kain's hips bucked. The small victory was not celebrated by Zero as the movement made Kain's length slam the back of his throat. Zero felt his chest Seize up like he wanted to gag or choke on a sob but he refused it. Instead he continued encouraging Kain to thrust into him even though zero was sure he was about to die of suffocation or break his neck.

Kain's breathing was getting faster. Zero hoped it meat he would come soon.

"Don't you dare spit." Katashi's voice reminded him. "I meant all of it bitch"

A shudder ran through Kain and Zero locked his lips tight, completely sealed around the flesh as Kain suddenly exploded in his mouth.

There was too much, but Zero forced himself to swallow, to not waste a drop. It was not done easily. When Kain had finished. Zero released him. Dropping his head back to the mattress and gasping for much needed air. He was so dizzy. His throat burned, his lungs burned, his neck burned, his eyes burned and his cheeks stung with shame. Tears continued to roll. Silently he thanked whoever was out there that it was over and prayed that he had at least done a fair job.

Shivers where running down his body and he couldn't stop them. He felt cold and the perspiration at the effort involved at keeping his head up right coated his skin. The morning air was so cold.

Zero was trying to stop the tears. It would be no good to get this far and then turn to face Kain crying and then not get his wish.

Inconspicuously as he could, Zero wiped his cheeks on the mattress. Blinked a few times and focused on something else.

The dream.

The dream.

Zero suddenly became aware of the limp piece of flesh between his legs. He bit back a snarl of frustration and tried to focus back on the dream. Kain had to know that he was ready for another round. He would not do so if Zero could not…'rise' to the occasion. Zero finally managed to get himself semi-hard while Kain was getting his breath back. Zero reached down and gripped himself, just for the shortest of moments, imagining it was Kain's hand and that was enough.

His body sagged with relief and Zero moved up the bed, a small smile of his face.

"Zero…" Kain panted, his amber eyes glowing with dis-belief. "You didn't-"

Oh crap.

Kain was still disappointed.

"I-I know you wanted a h-hand job…" Zero looked down his face flaming. "B-but…I couldn't-"

"-Wait Zero what?" Kain's voice made Zero's head snap up. Kain's eyes were serious. Zero felt a cold spike go down his spine.

"I s-sa-"

"No Zero, no I didn't want a hand job" Zero flinched at the tone.

"T-then what…what was…that?"

"I was giving you a chance to see me. To get used to me and…well my body, not telling you to jerk me off- or blow me for that matter."

A iceblock had wedged itself into Zero's throat. Kain hadn't wanted anything. Zero had just made a dick of himself.

Zero had just whored himself like a good little pet.

Zero felt bile rise in his throat. His mind was completely frozen, blank. He couldn't remember how to think.

Whored.

"Not that I didn't appreciate it Zero" Kain stroked Zero's face. "You didn't have to…to do that." Kain was growing worried at how pale Zero's expression was, maybe it was just the moonlight. "I'll be more specific next time, okay?"

Zero nodded numbly.

"Zero, are you alright?"

"Yes." Zero's voice was not his own, it was too numb.

"Christ you're not hurt are you? You didn't have pillow to support you head or anything-"

"I'm fine."

"What started this anyway? Was it just the blood-hunger? I've never seen you so… determined"

Determined, like a good little whore, eager to please their master.

"Zero?"

"…Dream…it was a dream."

And now he was dreaming of pleasing his master too. Wonderful.

"Oh really?" Kain raised his eyebrows. "Any good?"

Zero wanted to be sick.

Kain's phone suddenly vibrated across the bedside table. He snatched it up and rose from the bed, oblivious to his nudity.

"I've gotta take this and then head off to a meeting, when it's done I can get you and we can go out." He didn't wait for Zero's response. He was too busy answering his phone. Kain crossed the room and went into his study, closing the door firmly behind him. Zero sat there for a few more moments in shock before he found his body suddenly launching himself across the room, out the door and into the neighboring room; his room. He flung himself into the bathroom and threw his head down the toilet.

Whore.

Katashi had said it.

Hibiki had said it.

And now Zero knew it.

After all, who else dreamt about their maser fucking them into the sheets and then sucking them off as a wake-up call.

Zero retched, his dinner already digested so all that came up was blood and…

Zero retched again heaving his sides. The cold tiles chilled him to the bone, his whole body was spasming with shivers. Zero crawled towards the bath, he turned the hot water on full and climbed in before it was even full.

Dimly he heard Kain leave. Maybe he heard the bath running and decided to leave without saying goodbye. Or maybe he had said goodbye and Zero hadn't heard. Or maybe he hadn't bothered at all because he'd already got what he wanted out of his pet.

Zero choked on a sob.

No Kain wasn't that cruel. It was him with the problems. Not Kain. Kain didn't whore himself, didn't dream about whoring himself, didn't dream about someone sucking the life out of him.

Zero retched again. Nothing was left to come up. All that talk about being held and feeling accepted- it was just a cover for what it really was; being fucked and loving it.

Whore.

Zero dropped his head, the bathtub had filled to the brim. His forehead dipped in the boiling water. Maybe if he stuck his head forwards and kept it there he could drown. End it all for good, make the pain stop. But even death wouldn't change what he was.

Zero shuddered. Even the hot water wasn't enough to warm him. Zero wanted Kain here, wanted that warm embrace.

But Kain wasn't here.

He wasn't even away from the noble for more than five minutes and he already wanted him back and touching him.

Zero stopped crying. There were no more tears left. He held his knees to his chest and bowed his head, trying to block out the sounds of Katashi and Hibiki's taunts.

'Such a wonderful mouth…"

"Whore'

"Good little bitch"

Zero curled tighter into himself, trying to make himself as small as possible.

In the background. Zero could hear Alfred and his trolley of breakfast entering his room and the soft knock at the door.

"Sir?"

Zero did not answer him.


Hmmm, not sure if I like this chapter.

Most of this thing was unplanned. It just kind of slipped out. In the planned version Zero and Kain were supposed to do some nice dry humping without their clothes and maybe a little bit of rimming or 'fingerwork'. But this just kinda ended up as the result.

I haven't gone back and changed it because not only is it a lot of writing and a lot of work, but I think this could work to the advantage of kain and Zero's relationship mainly the physical side. It also kinda fits that Zero would be having a bit of a relapse after seeing Katashi and Hibiki after all this time and reopening old wounds.

Hmmm… next chapter could be… interesting.

Okay im not going to spoil anything except that I have some news. Possibly great if you like this story.

There will be a sequel.

And possibly a third part.

Maybe, haven't figured that bit out yet.

As always thankyou for all the reviews and I'd love to hear what you think of this unplanned chapter. Is it shit? Annoying? Be honest. I actually think im a bit annoyed with the whore repetitive 'whore' thing, but then again it does make sense to have this bit in here. I don't know. We'll have to see what kind of 'therapy' kain has planned to make it all better.

Oh yes.. I see some ideas coming now.

Okay im going to have a cold shower.

Review!

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