Kraven

Disclaimer: Don't own anything, except for the rather strange and twisted plotline. It's getting more twisted by the minute…

Kraven started as he saw Erika standing by the inner doors with an odd look on her face. Half smirk, half fear and a dash of arousal. What the hell was she doing, especially with that look on her face? "What aren't you telling me?" The servant paused. "Well…Selene and Viktor are…busy and I don't think they want to be disturbed. Very busy." Fuck. Selene was probably bitching about him and showing Viktor all her injuries. I didn't even think he'd regenerated fully yet. "Define busy."

"Well, Viktor just told Selene that she could beat the shit out of you without being punished, which she'll probably do if you interrupt them." Erika paused. "I know what you did to her and I wouldn't be surprised if Viktor tortured you." He paused. "Well, if you know, then you know what will happen if Viktor hears of it." The Regent's eyes began to lighten.

Although she wasn't the one being threatened, Selene was tortured nevertheless. She felt as if she were burning. She wanted nothing except to feel her Sire's body around her, inside her, but there was nothing she could do about it. Every caress was agony on her healing body and ecstacy on her soul. Her heartbeat pounded in her ears as she trailed kisses over every inch of his chest.

Uh oh. Maybe this wasn't a good idea. "But the report was really an excuse, wasn't it? A chance for you to scare Selene into clamming up, or –"

Erika saw a vague blur before Kraven's fist smashed into her temple. She shrieked in pain and passed out.

Just my luck, for some half-witted asshole to create an emergency. Selene's head snapped up at the scream. Ignore it. Just ignore it: you're not the only Death Dealer here. A reluctant sigh escaped her throat as she stared into Viktor's eyes. But any opportunity for her to ignore the commotion was shot to pieces as Kraven stalked in. Shiiiit. I'll be banished by tomorrow.

That insolent little bastard. "Kraven…" Viktor let his voice trail off menacingly as the Regent bowed. "I have recently become aware of certain…disturbing matters. Would you care to explain yourself?" Perhaps the entire story will emerge. He could feel Selene trembling beside him and drew her into his arms. The speed of her heartbeat had nothing to do with love and everyting to do with fear.

As Kraven stared at the tableau in front of him, he became less petrified and more and more confused. There was something slightly out of reach…something terribly wrong about the whole scene. He transferred his gaze from Viktor to Selene, unable to prevent a sadistic grin from appearing on his feaures. Suddenly he was back in his quarters, his body pressed against hers to stop her from struggling, the taste of her blood sweet and intoxicating in his mouth. But the memories would have to wait. First he needed a…suitable explanation.

"Kraven!" Viktor's voice cut through Selene's fear. She desperately wanted to bury her face in his chest, let him embrace her and drive away her fear, but she couldn't. Not with Kraven watching. "No matter how much you fear the Lycans, you have to face them. Don't let them see your weakness, child." The memory of her Sire's voice allowed her to focus. Just go and puch the arrogant shithead up. No-one will blame you. The Regent smiled blandly and stepped towards them. "Get the hell away from me you bastard!" The smile never left Kraven's face as he took another step. "I'm warning you…" Selene's voice was steady, even if it was barely above a whisper.

Finally Kraven composed himself and looked as innocently as he could manage at Viktor. "Selene came to my quarters wanting a copy of Soren's report on a possible Den. As it was nothng to do with her current assignment I refused, unless she gave me somethng in return." Why am I not surprised? "Since she did, I couldn't give her the report, but I did tell her that Soren had found nothing. Read the report for yourself if you don't believe me." I certainly don't. "Continue."

"Selene accused me of lying and we argued. After she hit me I had to fight in self-defence. Eventually I overpowered her."

"That is everything?" Viktor's voice hadn't lost its cynical tone. Kraven nodded. "Liar." Selene's whisper came as a surprise even to herself. Selene has never lied to me before. On the other hand, her loathing for Kraven isn't exactly a state secret. No-one could break her with violence alone – I made sure of that. Damn this!

Just make him go. If he stays here I'll crack. Or I'll beat him to a pulp. Selene gritted her teeth and waited. Neither option would help her. She closed her eyes wearily and suddenly she was acutely aware of how she was leaning against her Sire's body, how wonderful it had felt to press her lips against his, and how much farther she wanted to go. My bloody hormones aren't helping either. Just get Kraven out of here! Completely unexpectedly the Regent laughed. "I didn't think you'd want me to tell Viktor about what else happened." Kraven's face twisted into a perverted grin. He's trying to set me up. Bastard. "And…?" Viktor had suddenly gone very calm. Not good. He'll never belive Kraven anyway. I hope. "After I had…subdued her Selene decided tat she wasn't that interested in fight-"

"Out! I'm not going to stand here and watch you spout bullshit Kraven!" Without realising, Selene broke free of Vktor's grasp and stepped towards Kraven.

Kraven tried not to burst out laughing again, in spite of the danger. Selene's temper had just proven his argument. Viktor would never believe her if she threw him out by force. "I think I'll stay where I am, thank you. I'm enjoing the view." Only someone with a heart of stone could ignore it. Then again, Viktor hasn't been the slightest bit interested in women since his wife died. His musings were interrupted by Selene's fist breaking his nose and spraying blood everywhere. Oops. Maybe I went a bit far. He blocked the next few punches before she managed to kick his legs out from under him. How ironic. Exactly how I ended on top of her. In retaliation he shot up and kicked her in the chest, clipping her jaw as she faltered. The reprieve was short lived as her foot connected with his genitals. Kraven doubled up in pain before a punch to the head rendered him unconscious and he was dragged outside.

Viktor watched the fight, half amused at Kraven's pathetic attempts to defend himself and half concerned about the effect of his attack on Selene's injuries. There's nothing I can do for her at the moment. He stepped further out of range of both fighters, remembering the feel of Selene's body under his hands. Calmly he sat down on the bed and removed his shoes as Selene dragged Kraven out the door. Good riddance.

"Selene? What was the sc-" Kahn stopped as he saw her lugging Kraven out of her room. "Oh. Right. Erika, take Kraven to his rooms and lock the bastard in." Selene grinned as Erika hurried away with Kraven's unconscious body. "I'm glad I got he chance to speak to you Selene. About that human of yours…" The smile faded. "Michael Corvin, yes." What's up with her? "Do you mind if I have a little chat with him?"

"No, go ahead. He's in safe house 7."

"Thanks." Kahn walked away.

Selene closed her eyes and fought the urge to groan in frustration. Michael. Shit. Their kiss flashed into her mind. That's ridiculous. He's nothing to me.