Chapter 2: Possession
Kaname POV
Everyone had that demon inside them, that side of themselves they'd never show anyone else.
Yet, for him; it didn't matter. He could seem to be himself around the hunter, and he couldn't fathom why. He had always let his demon dominate him before afraid amethyst eyes, that side that was so uncontrollable that he hid it away from the rest of the world. All except him. The walls built around his being, his heart, all but dissolved in the hunter's presence. His beastly form would take over completely, and like the carnal predator he was; strike viciously at his prey.
It was hard not to lose control, he found, as time went on. That beast within him consumed him more and more, eating away at his composure until that side of Kaname Kuran no longer existed and so that the side that lusted for blood, the one he'd denied that treasure, that specialty for so long, the violence, and that sick level of intimacy would eventually reign eternal.
Kaname grabbed a hold of pale cheeks between dangerously sharp pointed fingers, as he moved his own face even closer, holding it just inches from his own, forcing the avoidant eyes of Zero to look at him.
"Are you scared Zero?" His tone was almost emotionless.
"No" Zero spat back, as his entire form tensed.
"You should be" The threat was plain and clear in that hushed tone.
The way those smooth violet irises had widened in horror at that statement, the way the fear that just resonated from him in waves, Oh god... it was thrilling, so exhilarating. That pleasure shot through Kaname; his heart rate suddenly erratic, adrenaline flooded blood pumping hard and fast throughout his veins, throbbing... for more. Such a reaction was simply...Indescribable.
This was the true nature of a pureblood; to torture their prey, to watch as they teetered upon the edge of death, to use them at whim, and food as they so wished.
Until, of course, they got bored.
Yet, Kaname couldn't help but think that, that was the one thing different about Zero; he could never grow bored of him. No matter how much he tortured him, the extent he tortured him to, he just never seemed to really crack. He would never succumb like all his inferiors. Zero would just never give in; those retorts he always fired back, ever fuelling that ball of hatred that lived within Kaname, and the overwhelming pleasure that simultaneously blinded his judgement.
With each and every encounter, Kaname could only be more and more intrigued; even so to the point he might admire his nerve, that front. The Kiryuu was a unique being; he hated to admit it. That audacity and pride that seemed to be never ending was annoyingly admirable indeed. Would he ever crumble? Kaname wondered. How long would it take?
Snaking his arm around Zero's waist, he pulled him in close.
A possession.
Zero was his, and his alone. Kaname wouldn't let him forget that. It wasn't as if Zero could forget anyway. It made the hunter sick, absolutely sick to think he was someone's mere pet, and not just anyone; Kuran himself. Some food or a bit of temptation that was just here for his taking whenever he so desired. Zero's miserable dismay...
His lavender orbs always filled with nothing but the utmost hatred. That fear and pain that he thought he hid so well, his eyes were an open book; little to the poor hunters knowledge. That slide show of emotions that flickered in his eye, the ever turning pages containing even those darkest feelings.
Grasping Zero's neck he pinned him to the wall gazing intently into those same eyes. It was like a staring competition to see who would blink first, to see who would break first.
A sinister smile broke out on Kaname's lips as he brought his tongue to tease at his ear; he played with the piercings sensually as he ran his tongue along his earlobe.
Zero POV
Unwanted shivers of terror ran down his spine, the silence was heavy and he knew that Kaname's gaze was set heavily upon him. He could just feel the way those eyes bore into him, scrutinizing his very being.
The poisonous tongue was slowly infecting him, grooming him with that deathly, most unwanted touch, coating him with his venom. The older male smirked wickedly. Zero shot him a fierce glare.
"What do you think you're doing?" He gasped when Kaname's ever wondering hands yanked his pants and boxers down.
And there it was again, that fear that radiated off of Zero in waves; it sent Kaname's overly aroused beast over the edge. Such pain, such anxiety... Not only that, but seeing the hunter struggle by his hand... He had to take him. That demonic side of him wanted nothing other than to own him, inside, and out.
Zero was scared, yes. Who wouldn't be? Who wouldn't be completely afraid of being raped, tainted, and utterly consumed? Especially by the one person you loathed so much, that one person you knew was superior to you on every possible level.
He was forcefully turned around and sandwiched between the wall and Kaname, who pushed up as close as his body would physically allow him to go. Their close proximity was disgusting, but Zero couldn't move, it was like he was glued in place, almost like it was where he belonged. One hand hooked around his waist and the other caressed the side of his neck. Zero shivered when he could feel something hard rubbing between his two cheeks.
"W-Wha- Stop!" He snapped, not sure if he was more afraid than angry. He unknowingly pushed back forcefully impaling Kaname inside him.
Pain.
A harsh pain shot up his spine. He groaned and screamed out loudly, his voice cracking mid-cry. He heard a breathy grunt sound from behind him.
"That's it Zero, scream." He could hear that trade mark malicious smirk in his voice, and could just imagine the shadow of it plastered on his face.
"Go to hell Kuran!" He snarled. "AHHH" Kaname thrust hard and deep inside him.
He could feel his muscles clench around the unwanted intrusion, as much as he tried to relax to make the inevitable as less painful as possible, his body seemed to reject the foreign object. Kaname's hip movements became more rigor, pushing the hunter's legs even further apart. He wanted those cries, those cries of agony. He wanted to see him suffer, he wanted him to beg.
'Don't you dare cry' Zero spoke inside his head as those tears prickled so harshly at the corners of his eyes, the waterfalls behind his closed lids threatening to topple over at any given second. He will notgive Kuran the satisfaction of seeing him cry. He didn't want this. Why was he making him feel like this? Feel this pain, mixed with that ounce of sick pleasure.
That ounce of sick carnal pleasure he couldn't ignore.
Kaname's breath came hot, heavy, and fast as he groaned and moaned against the skin of his neck. The pain dulled slightly when his blood-coated thrusts became more fluent.
"You like it rough, don't you, Zero?" The deep husky voice that spoke was almost unrecognisable to Zero's ears.
The fact that a small part of him agreed that it was pleasurable was all the more infuriating. Maybe he should have fought back harder, but his entire frame ached and all he wanted was the darkness to swallow him whole.
For good.
As if he wasn't already at the lowest he could be, could feel. The pureblood wanted to degrade him even more by making all of these unwanted, embarrassing noises tumble out of his mouth. He tried biting his lip, but unclamped his aroused fangs at the thought he might break the skin and that wouldn't be good for him both ways right now. Blood would send him into frenzy, a frenzy he most certainly didn't need at the moment.
Zero's body was committing the most ultimate betrayal responding to his enemy like this, as those undesirable sensations tingled like electricity with every swift stroke, every stimulating touch that caressed his over-sensitive skin.
Unpleasant tremors wracked throughout his body with each and every one of the purebloods sick ministrations. Shooting straight to his groin, were those exact kinds of sensations he didn't want to feel. With his forced struggles, the brunette's hold on him only tightened. A spark of pleasure ignited Zero's entire being with a single accurate thrust in that place he didn't even know existed inside of him.
Most unwillingly, he came forcefully for a second time that night.
Kuran followed suit when with last graceful movement, that sticky liquid shot up inside Zero, burning his insides. The brunette didn't move. He stood there fully sheathed and breathing heavy while he came down from the high of his climax.
Zero sighed in relief when Kaname finally did leave him empty, and that uncomfortable warmth drew out of him. Of course the pureblood didn't miss that small sigh of relief or that slightly calmer expression that adorned his features. Kaname was Determined to crush this immediately.
"Don't look so relieved, Zero" His voice was low, smooth and even, though Zero could hear that smirk still in his voice, that tiny note of amusement. "It's not over yet"
A horrified expression replaced that once calm visage. Of course it wouldn't be over. It was never that easy for him now, was it? Zero knew he was bleeding and he could slowly feel that bloodlust reawakening from the scent of his own blood flooding his senses, lingering heavy in the air, creeping like some forbidden temptation up his nose, clawing at the walls, beckoning him.
Fangs throbbing painfully, Zero bit down on his own tongue.
By the pleasured look on Zero's features, Kaname knew what he'd just done. He pressed his lips almost immediately against the hunters own, forcing his tongue in that wet and warm cavern.
Oh yes, a hunters blood, a delicacy indeed, especially to purebloods. The blood... Just so sinfully delicious. His moan was muffled as their tongues entwined. The smell was just so, captivating.
That enticing substance that will just keep him longing for more...
He pulled back with his fully dilated eyes and drunk in the hunter's tormented expression, how it only fuelled his pleasure. The pureblood nuzzled his head into the crook of Zero's neck once more, before bringing his lips to his ear.
"Remember who you belong to Zero" His tone was filled with a certain possessiveness and Zero didn't like it one bit. It was frightening; absolutely terrifying to know that he was helpless. Perhaps in this position anyone would say he was his possession, his little worthless slave.
"As if I could forget" He murmured, but the pureblood had already vanished into the darkness and he was left, cold and alone once more.
He fell to his weak shaking knees with a slight crack and cradled his head in shaking hands.
He could no longer stop the tears from falling.
*Hugs Zero tightly*
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