A/N:- And the plot thickens.
Zero's scream came out as a sigh, not that he knew it. Inside his mind, galaxies were born, supernova exploded and he burned oh so sweetly.
The earthly world fell away, and he flew upwards amongst the stars, into a higher plane of bliss.
Nothing hurt, nothing could hurt here. It was joy and peace and a contentment so thorough that he felt as if his soul had been fed wine and chocolate then left to drowse in a scalding hot bath.
There was something else though, some sort of vibration or resonance, but it was faint, and Zero was too blissed out to think about it properly.
Ecstasy was too kind a word for this.
Kaname withdrew his fangs, and Zero's eyes fluttered open in complaint, he wanted it back…
Fuck.
A few blinks and a determined effort had Zero hauling himself upright – at some point, he'd collapsed into Kaname's arms like some fainting damsel. Mortification reddened his cheeks; he glared at Kaname, daring him to say something.
The pureblood was carefully wiping his fangs on a handkerchief. Huh. Who'd have guessed? He really wasn't going to taste Zero's blood.
A vampire of his word. How novel.
Relief washed through Zero as he futilely straightened his clothes and determinedly ignored the evidence of how much he'd liked the bite currently throbbing away in his jeans.
That had been… unreal.
"Mmm, I did promise that you'd enjoy my bite."
Kaname sounded smugger than a cat that had found the Christmas turkey.
"Fuck you," Zero said, keeping it short and sweet so as to avoid embarrassing himself even more by begging Kaname to bite him again.
Fuck, but that had been… awe-inspiring. No wonder his Court followed him around like imprinted little ducklings if that was what they got from it.
"You should know that the pleasure is increased by a few orders of magnitude when I'm actually drawing blood, in case you wanted to…experiment."
"Fuck you."
The pureblood ignored the habitual insult and prowled a step closer. Zero refused to back away, hoping it was defiance (and not hope that Kaname would ignore his earlier caveats and just fucking take his throat again) that made him hold his ground.
Kaname tilted Zero's chin away, ignoring the snarl, and examined the mark on his neck.
"Mine," he whispered, pressing a kiss to the wound. It zinged with pleasure, sending a brutally intense spike into his brain.
"Uh huh, what the fuck ever." Zero pushed Kuran, shivering with desire, away and stalked to the bathroom to examine the mark himself.
It looked…fine?
No black veins spreading from it, no neon glow – just two faint pink pinpricks. They only looked like a bite if you believed in vampires, otherwise it was negligible.
It didn't look like something that was going to royally fuck him over, but wasn't that always the way with vampires? Appearances were deceptive etc.
"When do I find out what this does?"
"When it becomes relevant. Are you done primping yet?"
Zero rolled his eyes in the mirror and tried to savour his last few moments as a free man.
"Fine, let's go."
#
Kaname had brought a flashy red sports car this time. It stood out, painfully, amongst the overflowing rubbish bins and broken windows.
"How the fuck has no one stolen this yet?" Zero asked, bemused as the door lifted silently up for him. Kaname had been in his apartment for at least two hours. A fucking tricycle would have been stolen in ten minutes.
"Maybe it has something to do with the number plate," Kaname snarked, getting into the beast of a car.
Zero ignored him to go and look at said number plate. KURAN. Given that his area was a mostly vampire one, and that all vampires seemed to possess the innate ability to rattle off the names of every pureblood who'd ever lived, praise be and halle-fucking-lujah , he was no longer surprised.
"Bloody typical," he muttered, glaring at the five-letter word. "What happened to subtlety and discretion?"
If Mashiro ever heard about this… Zero didn't want to think about what he'd do. His rent going up was probably only the beginning.
"I hardly need to hide when I'm visiting an old pet of mine, do I?"
Fuming, Zero got into the car and slammed the door. He sat gingerly, given Kaname's latest perversion, but it didn't hurt, he just felt intensely aware of his body. He was waiting on tenterhooks for the toy to shift or for Kaname to do something unexpected.
"You've got way too much money," he said, eyeing the touch screen displays inside. Really? Did a fucking car need that many displays?
"At least I spend it wisely," Kaname eyed Zero pointedly, which Zero chose to rise above.
Or actually, no.
"You haven't spent millions on my arse. My arse is petty cash at best."
"I distinctly remember offering you a fortune for
your blood."
Zero snorted. "I'm selling my body not my soul."
"Technically, your blood is part of your body."
"Don't start," Zero warned, and then sighed in sheer fucking frustration as he felt it.
The toy currently sitting pretty inside him was vibrating.
"You just couldn't help yourself, could you?"
Kaname snickered as he waved his hands and magicked the car's ridiculous controls into working.
"My pet exists for my pleasure, and I find this…hilarious."
"See if I suck you off in here now, master," Zero sneered. He was utterly resolute – he would show Kaname no reaction.
"Oh, I somehow think you will," Kaname smiled at him.
"Eyes on the road!"
Kaname ignored him. "It doesn't just vibrate you know, it's also Bluetooth enabled."
Taking his eyes off the road again Kaname messed about with the main display screen. Zero watched with mounting anxiety as a display like a volume bar glowed in the darkness.
Without even looking at him, the prick, Kaname swiped it higher.
Zero bit his lip as the buzzing and pulsing inside him ratcheted up and up and up.
"I can just take it out you know," he said evenly.
"But it was an order from your master," Kaname blinked innocent-doe eyes at him, smiling wickedly. "My sweet pet would never upset me so. If he did, why, I'd have no choice but to punish him."
Zero sighed, loudly. It was annoying, but he had agreed to this. Eugh.
"Are we going to your castle?"
"Naturally."
So, that was a good half an hour's drive then, even with Kaname's loose interpretation of speed limits.
"Run me through what you want of me this weekend then. I, unfortunately, know the standard etiquette expected of a pet. But I'm sure there's more."
"I admit to some curiosity there, I would not have thought it would be something you ever wished to learn."
"Standing on a street corner gets amazingly boring, we talk."
Also, bitching about their former masters was something every abandoned 'D Zero had ever met loved to do. Frequently. They gossiped about kinks, traded horror stories like cigarettes and if there was ever one topic guaranteed to break the ice it was My old master, you know, he/she had this thing…
"Interesting," Kaname replied, and Zero had the unfortunate impression that he really meant that. Hopefully he hadn't just damned a few of his 'colleagues' to future interrogations.
"However, some rules are specific to the bloodline. I'll run through from the beginning."
Zero snorted, "You won't have time for your blowjob in the car then."
"I have faith in your ability to multitask," Kaname smirked.
Zero shot him a what the fuck look, but the pureblood kept smirking so Zero gave in to the inevitable.
"If you don't slow down, I'm not taking off my seatbelt, and I'm not giving you head with it choking me too."
Kaname slowed down, so Zero sighed, again, and unclicked his seatbelt and twisted around. Manoeuvring around the gearstick without it jabbing him in the ribs required way more flexibility than porn portrayed. Keeping his balance with Kaname behind the wheel was also a trial, but Zero managed to wedge one arm between the seats to support himself and managed to get Kaname's zip undone.
His cock was hard already, because the pureblood lived to piss him off.
"Rule one," Kaname said calmly, like his dick wasn't throbbing happily between Zero's lips, "You will address me as master at all times. Even in private, as there is a high risk of spies during the negotiation."
Then and there, Zero swore he'd make Kaname stumble over his words if it was the last thing he did. The bastard didn't have the right to be cool and collected when Zero was trying to suck his cock.
"Rule two, bowing and kneeling. You're required to bow when I enter a room that you are already in or vice versa. Hold for a count of three, and if you are not ordered otherwise you carry on whatever you were doing. If I summon you to the room I am in, you bow upon entering and kneel by the door until called for. If I gesture you over after the bow, you kneel at my feet. You maintain that position until told otherwise."
Zero sucked harder. He already knew Kaname was going to enjoy the fuck out of this weekend. He foresaw a lot of forced 'respect' over the next few days.
"Mmm, yes just like that, pet."
Bastard.
"Don't speak unless spoken to. Don't look me in the eye. Don't let anyone touch you. Don't let anyone see you even the slightest bit unclothed. You're going to face some jealousy from members of my Court and household, live with it – do not rise to any challenge they offer."
Zero was looking forward to it already. The car took a bend too quickly and the gearstick caught Zero in the ribs.
Pulling free, Zero quickly wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.
"Slow down," he hissed. "I do not want to go flying through the windshield, and you can bet that if we crash I'm going to bite it off."
"No back talking to your master, pet," Kaname chirped. "And no more of your darling little threats. I'd hate for Fujiwara to get the wrong impression and offer me a better trained pet for my bed."
"How are you still hard when you're giving a lecture? Do you love the sound of your own voice that much?"
"Have you considered that perhaps you are just that skilled?"
Zero snorted at the faux-compliment and bent to his task once more.
Kuran rolled his eyes and carried blithely on. "As a 'D, you rank amongst the lowest in the castle. As my lover, you have considerable power. Navigate those currents carefully. Pets are normally interchangeable, so all will assume your position is far more fragile than it is and that comes with risks."
It was a sad state of affairs, Zero thought, when giving head could become automatic enough that focusing on Kaname's lesson was easy. Easy enough for him to catch the connotations of that last little comment.
"And why exactly, would my 'position'," he sneered to make sure Kuran understood his level of disgust at any association between themselves, "not be fragile."
It was Kuran's turn to look exasperated.
"Zero, we've been fucking for months. The average pet lasts two days."
Vampires. They were such… parasites.
"I'm not your pet though. I'm a… contractor. I'll be gone as soon as our deal ends. I don't have a position and I certainly don't want one."
"You're the only one currently in my bed, Zero, that gives you a position. That you don't use it is beside the point. Power is implied by association."
"You pay me to be there."
"Which makes it worse, I assure you. Afterall, if I can not command you to serve me, only pay for the privilege, then you must have some power over me and they all want that."
"Power over you? For fucks sake I'm the one sucking your cock."
"And I'd appreciate it if you got back to it."
Zero growled in irritation and took the bastard back into his mouth.
"It would be easier if you could fake…affection for me. There's a reason we call 'D's pets. Most fawn over their makers for one reason or another. Doing so would invoke less suspicion."
Fake that you're in love with me.
Fan-fucking-tastic.