Go to the Very Edge
By SMYGO4EVA
There was the brimming hatred between vampire and hunter. Yet there was still the yearning left unspoken. They said nothing, and they let their actions speaker louder; that suited either of them just fine.
Zero held himself steady in the darkened corners, a burning within him. With no fear in his heart, Kaname approached him, eyes tinged with red.
Kaname caught Zero's face with cold, soft hands, and the hunter caught on to the wordless cue, placing his weapon back in his holster. His hands grasped onto the vampire's hips, the space now nonexistent between them, and his mouth pressed onto the other man's.
He did not hesitate, he did not bend, and he would not yield. Not by a long shot. Zero let his hands graze underneath Kaname's shirt, his fingers leaving goosebumps in their wake upon the vampire's flesh. Kaname moved his hips onto Zero's, grinding, arousal growing and thickening more.
Their touches became more erratic, lost in desire. There was no reason left for them, as Zero pushed Kaname onto the marbled-steel ground, undoing the front of his pants, unsheathing his hardened cock to the vampire, his pants hurried and head.
Kaname followed suit as he pulled down the front of his trousers, releasing his own awakened member to the hunter. A smile grew on his soft features, and there was no rage, no sorrow, and no holding back.
They abandoned restraint for now.
Zero pushed himself onto Kaname, their arousals rubbing against each other's, and a spark of pleasure coursed them. Zero moved himself with Kaname, almost in sync, his groans ragged and thick, his eyes shut. The vampire only moved underneath the hunter, his moans of heightening bliss light and breathy. Raggedly moaning, Zero rubbed his cock onto Kaname's further, thrusting clumsily against the vampire's hot flesh.
Kaname moaned again, his hands still twined with the hunter's, his body becoming tense, turning his head sideways, his fangs protruding. Zero started to feel his orgasm crest, his release threatening to overtake him.
Hurried grunts and moans blended together into one hushed harmony, melding, twisting from raw hatred, blood-soaked vengeance, and unyielding craving.
With a strangled gasp, Zero released himself all over the vampire's stomach, his pearly white cum making its mark. Kaname moaned out, quivering visibly, his own release spurting and spilling onto the hunter's hands.
Silver moonlight cascaded through the high windows, over both Kaname and Zero, illuminating what they had just wrought together.
Somehow they understood that they were damned. They always had been, and always would be.