Disclaimer: I do not own Vampire Knight or any of its characters
Rated M: Sexual Themes
Author Note: It's been so long. Forgive me. Anyway, here is another One-shot. Enjoy.
Yuuki stared down at the passage in front of her, the text rolling over in her head again and again. She had read the same paragraph for the fifth time and still had no idea what it was about. She sighed as she finally gave up trying to concentrate on her studies.
"Is there something on your mind, Yuuki?" Kaname asked her from his desk in their study. He was completing some paperwork for the council, and it was a rare occurrence for him to be home during the day. Naturally, she took advantage of the times she got to see him. So she sat quietly on the couch reading up on a few books Kaname had her tutor assign her on vampire history.
"No, Onii-sama. I'm fine, thanks for asking." She tried her best to lie as smoothly as possible. Kaname gave her an unconvinced look. As always, he was able to pick up on her deceit. She wasn't even sure why she bothered; she had never been good at lying.
"...You haven't turned the page in the last half hour. Are you sure there is nothing you want to talk about." He inquired curiously. He stopped working and set aside the letter he had been replying to. To be honest, there was something on her mind. Ever since they left Cross Academy, she has been feeling like their relationship was stalling. Other than the occasional kiss or a lingering embrace, there wasn't much action between them lately….and it was starting to affect her. She knew how adamant Kaname was about making sure she was comfortable and happy and of course he gave her everything she desired...everything but his body. And she was ashamed to admit that she was craving him...often. She didn't want to make it seem as if Kaname wasn't attentive to her needs, because he was. It was just that she wanted more from him...needed more…
"Truly I'm fine. Nothing to be overly concerned about." She dismissed him again. His red-brown eyes lingered on her for a few moments and she tried her best to act natural. She could sense that he was contemplating in his head on pressing the topic further, but then decided to trust her, something she was grateful for. His trust extended all the way to who she spent her day with when he wasn't around, and it was usually Zero or Yori. And as much as Kaname disliked his particular choice of company, he never openly stated his distaste to her face. She had no doubt that when she wasn't around, he had conversations with Zero about the boundaries his patience went with their relationship. That itself required trust. She knew that…
Still, she wanted nothing more than to get past her shy tendencies and feel confident in asking for some more quality time when she desired it. The only problem was Kaname's busy schedule. She didn't want to come off as an insensitive and ungrateful partner by asking him for more of his affection. He literally spoiled her, and deep down she knew it was his way of asking her for forgiveness for his busy lifestyle ― one of which she did not have. He had bought them their beautiful lavish mansion safely tucked away in the countryside, far away from any trouble or wandering eyes.
All the excitement in her life was basically gone once they left Cross Academy. She wanted that excitement back; she missed the thrill of being a guardian. But she wasn't a school girl anymore, and she knew she needed more mature ways of occupying her time and her attention. The last thing she wanted was for the aristocrats to look down on Kaname for wanting to marry an incompetent partner, even despite her pureblood status. Alot was at stake for their relationship to thrive and she knew Kaname did all he could to make sure that things went smoothly outside of her glamorous, entitled world...And it was all too evident in his health.
When he finally gave up trying to pry into her feelings, she peeped over her shoulder to study him. Kaname was a master at deceiving people into believing he was doing better than he truly was. It had taken a while for her to see past his tendencies but at this point in their relationship, she knew him well. It didn't take as long as it used to see the effects of stress on his face and how drained he felt through his movements. His mahogany hair was slightly disheveled, and she wondered if he was in too much of a hurry to rush out the house that evening to brush it. From afar, it seemed as if his attire was polished and put together, but she could see the creases in his clothes. By the way he fiddled with the cuff of his sleeves, she knew he was itching to get more comfortable and roll them up. It always confused her how difficult it was to get him to relax in their own home. Her red-brown eyes, almost identical to his, raised to study his handsome features.
She was actually a master at reading him by now. It was a secret she kept close to her heart. All she needed was a bit more practice using it to her advantage. His personality was practically an open book…
And that was when the idea struck her.
"Onii-sama, there was this passage in a book I was reading that was difficult for me to understand. Will you accompany me to our room so that I may read it to you?" She asked sweetly. She ran her fingers through his hair, twirling a few pieces around her finger teasingly. He let out a loose, pleasant sigh when the pads of her fingers began to massage his scalp. She watched as his body physically melted into the chair. Moments went by with no response from him. Warm brown eyes flickered to his face. His eyes were closed. She took a moment to loosen some of the buttons on his shirt and brush his hair off his neck. He had leaned back into the chair until his head rested comfortably against her belly. He was moaning very very softly; the moans increased when her hands left his hair to graze his neck and rest on his rising chest.
"You've been up all night working dear. The sun is up. Won't you join me?" She whispered in his ear. She could feel heat generating off his body and it gave her enough encouragement to continue what she'd started. She got from behind him to grab his hand. Glowing red eyes pierced her. She knew him well enough to know when she was sparking a fire within him but she played it off as if she didn't notice a thing. He rose from his chair and obediently followed as she led them out of their study. Minut traces of his arousal lingered in the air.
Yuuki decided that the topic for her desire for the next few hours would be centered around the letter K. Because everyone, especially her husband, enjoyed a bit of wordplay. And the word of the day began with Kaname: there were a lot of wonderful words she could think of that began with the letter K.
She briefly wondered if Kaname was oblivious to the mischievousness she had in store for him. She snuck a glance over her shoulder. He was too distracted with her derriere to notice. She felt her body flush with heat which only served to make her wetter. She shivered as she pulled him into their bedroom. She bit her lip ― almost as if to refrain her body from giving her away, but her intuition told her it was still too soon for him to distinguish the fragrance of her arousal from of his own.
"Stay here" She instructed him, pushing him gently onto their bed. He wordlessly complied. She could tell by the twinkle in his eyes that he was trying to figure her out. She giggled to herself. The night had blended beautifully into day, and the morning rays peered through their curtains bathing them in warm yellow light. She was actually proud of what she'd picked out to wear for once because her gingham blue mini skirt and short frilly white crop top were great accessories for the fantasy she was fashioning. She sashayed her hips a bit more dramatically than she usually did as she paraded to the windows and pulled the curtains shut. She made sure all her movements were slow, sensual, and taunting.
"...Yuuki, I-I…" He wasn't allowed to finish his sentence before she rushed over to plant a finger on his lips.
"Now now, be patient onii-sama" She reassured him before she dipped her finger past them. She could tell that caught him off guard. His warm tongue swirled around that digit, tugging on it as she pulled it out. Why had it taken her so long to tease Kaname in this way? Clearly she was good at it. He gulped, and she giggled. When their eyes met he cleared his throat.
She imagined it burning; burning with thirst for her.
She was leaning over him slightly because he was seated, which put her breasts in the perfect position of his line of sight. She watched his hand twitch in his lap.
He was being a very good little boy…
She tried very hard to hold back the laugh stuck in her throat. It was always enduring to watch her husband lose his self control. That rarely happened. But she had a feeling after she was done with him, it would be a problem she wouldn't have anymore.
She could tell he assumed she would back up, but instead she turned her body just a bit so that she could bend down. Her perfectly round ass was all up in his face. Her skirt, which was already way too short to be bending over the way she was, flowed forward with her movements, sliding up her hips just enough to expose her matching blue thong. The pleats in her skirt contrasted beautifully against her skin and her crop top was barely keeping her boobs contained. She wiggled her hips just enough in his view so he would catch a whiff of her wet panties.
"Yuuki!"
He groaned her name as if she was torturing me; witch she was. This time his hands came up to rub her soft behind. She watched as his hand disappeared under her skirt to fiddle with the string of her thong. She knew he was just itching to rub her pink pussy…but that would have to wait. She gave him just a few seconds to savor the view of her behind before she planted herself sweetly into his lap. She had hidden an erotica story under their bed the other day and it occurred to her that she could use it as a prop. The title read: Highway to Heaven. She read it aloud for him without turning around. Yuki cleared her throat theatrically and wiggled in his lap, allowing the curves of her ass and her hips to rub the tent in his pants. "Do you know the way to heaven, Kaname?" By now he had caught onto her antics but like the gentleman he was, he played along.
"I believe I do…I'd love to guide you there…to heaven that is" He responded huskily. She didn't need to look him in his eyes to know that they were bright red. She could feel the strength of his arousal getting thicker in the atmosphere. His hands were practically groping her hips at this point. And he was rocking along with her as she danced in his lap. He pulled her closer to his chest, snaking an arm up to slide underneath the cup of her bra to firmly assault her nipple. He did one breast, then the other.
Yuuki was panting his arms, and her insides felt like jello. All those sensations were rumbling and spinning and twirling around, stirring her up and making her lose her concentration. Still she persisted.
She opened the book to a random page and began to explain,
"I was masturbating the other day and the passage was describing desire. The word desire took me down another train of thought. Instead I liked the idea of discovering other words that start with D like: dildo, or duty, or danger, or dominance. And afterwards I thoroughly masturbated to the thought of your dick deep inside of me…filling me…
When I couldn't cum anymore, I decided that I fancied the letter K more. Now all I can think about are what words I can fantasize about that begin with K. Will you help me?
I'll start: Kaname" She moaned his name the same way it sounded when she orgasmed. She knew that would break all of his self control. It did.
"Fuuck" was all he hissed. Every syllable was drawn out as her hair was yanked back, forcing her to arch into his lap; exposing her neck submissively to him. Strong arms wrapped around her, trapping her to his body even as she squirmed. She could feel every movement in his body as he gyrated himself possessively against her. He pressed his hot core into her backside feverishly, emphasizing very clearly what she was doing to him. His breath caressed her like sweet kisses along her neck. Sure enough, the kisses followed. Whatever she'd done, there was no going back...
"You're gonna make me lose my mind…" she thought she heard him groan in her ear. But she could have just fantasized it…
She swallowed at the thought of him piercing her with his fangs and quenching his thirst. Only she knew how long it'd been since he last fed. You know you wanna…
Yuuki was too drunk off anticipation to recall if she actually said that out loud, but considering his reaction she believed she did.
"Yuuki…please" He begged for the first time. She rather liked the way he begged. She carried on,
"It's your turn to start Onii-sama. I already picked the word Kaname," She took his hand from her hip and dragged it under her skirt. She felt his fingers rub her pussy and she purred as she continued,
"If you want a taste of heaven you need to play fair. Pick a word, any word. It must begin with K" She reminded him. The experience was transforming into something completely mind-blowing for the both of them. One hand was everywhere, exploding across her body groping every part of her within his reach. On the other hand, his other hand was coated in her honey. Kaname was slicking his fingers with her juices to rub her clit again and again and again.
King: that was the word he chose before he plunged three fingers up her pink sex violently. Yuuki cried out as she nearly jumped out of his lap. He was quick to yank her back, never ending his assault: rubbing, and coaxing, and pumping into her. She was a mess in his hands. Putty. It took several moments for her to clear her mind before she spat out,
"Kinky!"
She distinctly heard the sound of clothes being ripped, and before she could process her thoughts her back was against the bed and her husband was between her legs. He spread her wide. And every time she tried to close them he would yank them back open again. She struggled against him until she found herself spread so wide they were up to her shoulders.
"Kaname!" she screamed as his tongue lapped eagerly at her sex.
"Ah, ah, ah. It's not your turn" He teased. Her head felt too weak to hold itself up and she allowed all her weight to simply melt into the bed. He took a moment to inhale her in deeply before he ground out in the sexiest tone,
"Kissable" He planted sloppy wet kisses along her sensitive inner thighs. She knew he was relishing in the way she was trembling before him. He had to have been straining, simply straining for release. Too caught up in the explosion of bliss he was creating within her, she didn't notice that Kaname had freed himself of his pants, and was pumping his dick so impatiently it would have definitely turned her on. But she could hear his panting and moaning increase in volume. He was so loud in her ears, it was all she could hear.
His mouth was roaming all of her body by that point. By the time he claimed her, she would be so wet, and so hot, and so tight she doubted he would last.
Knot: because that's what was forming in her belly. She whimpered when she felt him stroke his dick against her quenching pussy, lubricating himself with her honey. Her eyes shifted to his and she gasped at what she saw. It seemed like something akin to coldness in his eyes. Until it registered that what she saw was pure raw lust.
He buried his face into her neck, lapped at her pressure point and bit down hard. Simultaneously, he'd pulled her up until she was straddling his hips. With them both in a seated position, he angled his throbbing dick parallel to his stomach and eased her down onto him. Strong arms flattened onto her back as she arched into them. Her lips rounded into a soundless O.
Her first orgasm erupted through her violently, her little game so far gone in her mind as he helped her set a steady pace. She rode him so irregularly that he had to slide a little further to the edge of the bed so that he could swing his hips upwards to fuck her real good. He fed from her for so long, drinking up her arousal to further fuel his own bliss.
And she loved it
She loved it
She loved it
He worked her up again, and again…one position after another…orgasm after orgasm. She would be so sore by the time he left for work again. She was sure of that. And soon enough it was she who was begging,
"More" She cried out. He knelt behind her. Her favorite position. And the one that always got the best of him. He grunted in response before he submissively sped up.
"More!" she cried out again. He was so impossibly deep. His hips were moving so fast she couldn't keep up with him. When Kaname fucked her, he really fucked her. Brutally.
She silently praised herself for not over teasing him. She was thoroughly enjoying all of his stamina. She could feel every inch of him, and he could feel every inch of her.
Ahhh! Yuuukiiii….F-Fuc….Yessss" He was so incoherent that if she had enough strength she would have made fun of him for it. Somehow he had picked up on what she was thinking because after a quick change of angle she was the one screaming.
When he leaned forward, her knees at her shoulder had the effect of lifting her bottom off the mattress a few inches, changing the angle to something borderline painful yet pleasurable for the both of them.
"I c-cant…I-i….can't…take ..anymore" She managed to breathe out as he hit her sweet spot again and again. The tip of his dick was firmly against the mouth of her womb and she feared her tiny body would break trying to continue to accept his formidable shaft. With a shudder and a deep low moan, Kaname kept her trapped, using short sharp strokes to excite the rough raised muscles deep in her pussy that quacked and squeezed his dick. The wetness and the friction was making it feel like her slick pussy was sucking his dick back inside with each withdrawal.
He knew he needed to calm himself, but her sweet folds were so heavenly. He couldn't stop. He wouldn't stop. He tethered on almost to the brink of insanity…
It was moments like that where he truly allowed his raw need for his wife…his lover, his most precious treasure to be exposed and available for her whenever and however she needed his affections. Even if it was against his will.
Kaname cherished Yuuki.
She felt his hands tangled in her hair again just as four short, sharp, incredibly deep thrusts had them both tumbling toward nirvana. Her already tight wet pussy gushed a spray of wetness onto him. His nostrils flared as he emptied rush after rush of his hot seed deep into Yuuki's belly in a series of explosive spurts. Time was indistinguishable as everything just slowed down. Moments later, when he came back to himself, he slid his wilted member from between her thighs. He pulled her in close and intertwined himself within her body. He rested his forehead weakly against her. She'd long fallen victim to a heavy, sated sleep. He smoothed out her hair and whispered in her ear,
"Keeper"
Author Note: Until next time…Review, don't review. You can do whatever you like.