I could not resist writing this...
He was drifting, floating, and ever so slightly becoming aware of the pulsing pain in his head. He grunted as he finally became fully awake, although a few seconds later he rather wished that he hadn't. He couldn't see a thing, a leather blindfold covering his eyes, and if he wasn't mistaken, that was also a metal mask covering the lower part of his face, making him unable to bite anyone. It was humiliating, degrading, making him feel surging wrath, a fit of blazing anger deep inside. He growled in his frustration, and pulled on his bonds, squirming his body.
He soon realized that he was on some kind of table, or bench, strapped and tied down. He could not break the bonds and realized that they must have been enchanted to resist vampire strength. Normally he could have broken free in seconds, it angered him that he suddenly could not.
He was an Uchiha vampire, the oldest clan, the strongest clan to have ever walked this earth. He should not have been caught this easily, bonds like this should not keep him caught this easily. He started his struggle a new, growling deep from within his chest, pulling the very hardest he could and trying to break loose.
"Relax." He froze and tried to focus his energy on his surrounding, but he couldn't feel anything there. He did, however, recognize the voice, the deep, calming voice of his captor. He made a half-hearted growl in the direction of the voice.
"There, there...easy now." And that warm hand was back, caressing his stomach once again, and against his will, he could feel himself starting to calm down.
"Hmph." Was the only sound he could find to this, marking his frustration.
"How old are you, little one?" He turned his head towards the sound but gave no answer. The hunter did not feel threatening, and yet he could not trust this man.
Kakashi was amazed at what he had before him. He was dead certain what breed it was, and his heart was racing at the thought of it. A survivor, wild and untamed, with the same fire in its blood that he remembered so clearly. He let out a mental sigh. This would not be an easy task, he knew that, but he had to try it.
"What is your name, little one?" Sasuke snarled at him then.
"I'm not 'little', and my name is none of your business." Kakashi could not resist drawing his hand through that onyx black hair, caressing it, enjoying the softness of it, the feeling resembling that of silk thread.
"If you give me no name, then I shall name you 'little one' and everyone shall call you that as well. You choose." the voice was calm, and not mean, it just stated the truth.
Sasuke stretched the time out before giving his answer to that.
"Sasuke. And I am already an adult, don't you dare call me little." He could not believe he agreed to this, obeying orders from a hunter. Falling into his trap, getting caught, and now this. He pushed his lips together as he sulked.
"Sasuke..." The boy shivered as he heard his name spoken from the lips of the other. How long had it been since anyone had said his name? He did not know. It annoyed him that he could not see, that he did not know how this hunter looked like. He wanted a face to match with the voice.
"Are you hungry?" The boy looked so thin like he hadn't eaten much or well in a long time.
"Why the hell do you care, hunter? Why haven't you killed me yet?" He growled it out, showing his fangs and balled his hands into fists.
"You hunters care for nothing but to kill." He hissed it out now, anger fresh and strong. Kakashi said nothing, he simply watched, observed, and then got up.
"I will see you later, I suggest you get some rest now...Sasuke." He could hear the captured vampire growl as he left the room, locking the door securely behind him. When he turned, he was almost face to face with Genma. The man was looking at him, almost the same way that he had just been watching Sasuke. Like he was trying to figure something out.
"What are you up to, you silly wolf?" He was serious. Kakashi shrugged and tried his best to act casual.
"I'm just doing my job." Genma huffed at hearing that.
"Since when does that involve keeping them alive?" he crossed his arms, waiting for a reply.
Kakashi just shrugged again and started walking down the corridor.
"Keeping them alive long term is part of our job as well, isn't it?" and he said no more, he didn't need to. Genma made a grimace, and let Kakashi go. He looked at the locked door before him, which held the tied up, but very much alive Uchiha inside it.
"I do sure hope that you know what you are doing, silly wolf."
Sasuke almost felt guilty over the things he had said to the hunter and wondered for the briefest of moments if he could have hurt the man with his words. The next second he pushed all those feelings aside and gave himself a mental slapping. The man had captured him and was most likely going to kill him or use him in some kind of twisted experiment. He had to be strong, and prepare himself for the possibility that he might have to kill the man, and every other hunter in range, in order to escape. He made a victory growl at the thought of freedom, and what he could do with it. It would be worth it, no matter the price, he would survive this, escape, and get his vengeance.
For what he assumed to be hours, he waited. The room was quiet, and the silence was getting on his nerves. He tried to focus, to be strong, but it felt like his powers were being drained as soon as he could gather them. It made him sleepy, drowsy, and he couldn't help but yawn.
Behind a screen, Kakashi watched his every move. The yawn drew Kakashi's eye to those lips, hardly visible behind the metal mask, that kept him and all the others safe, just in case. He knew very well why the boy was tired, the room was designed to drag out the chakra from his body, the very energy of the vampire, keeping it low, to low for the vampire to pose a threat.
He sighed and leaned back in the chair, tearing his eye away from the screen. He rubbed his hands across his face and groaned. His body was tingling, knowing that an Uchiha was so close, feeling it with every fiber of his body. He knew very well what he wanted to be done, he knew very well how he wanted things to be like, but the road to that destination was kept hidden from his view.
Hours and more hours passed by, and Sasuke could feel the burning in his throat starting to get worse. He was gasping, whining, and the feeling started to spread through his body like intense pain. It gnawed right through him, and he started to feel weak. He needed blood, he needed it badly. Suddenly, that warm hand was again on his skin, caressing his neck, and face. He was startled by it, he hadn't noticed the man come in.
"You're really thirsty, aren't you?" It was his hunter. He just let his head hang against his chest, not finding the energy to swear or growl at the moment. He could smell the man's blood inside his veins now that he was so close, and it hurt Sasuke that he could not get to it.
"I will release you from your bonds...and if you just relax, I will let you have some blood." Sasuke's head lifted, and he could feel the thirst gnawing inside of him, he nodded and told himself that he could kill this man if he was fast enough. The man did indeed release him, and then gently lifted Sasuke up. It felt weird being this close to someone and being carried around like a bride. For some reason he never got to the point of attacking the man, he could not feel the urge for it, and it made him blush. He kept his head low, hoping that the man would not notice.
He was placed on something soft, some kind of bed, and every time his and the hunter's skin made contact, it sent shivers down his spine. The man sat down on the bed beside him, and reached around his head, releasing the straps that held the mask in place. He licked his fangs in the apprehension of what was to come, feeling ready with his entire body. But what happened next stunned him. The man stroked his face once, then let his hand gently grab the back of Sasuke's head and guided him straight to the hunter's own neck.
"W-what are you doing?" he pushed at the man's chest.
"Feeding you, of course." The man had almost made it sound like it was a totally natural thing to do.
The man still held Sasuke near, and the warmth was calling out to him. He resisted it.
"Why? Don't you have blood banked blood?" The man was silent at first, and Sasuke almost believed that the man would not answer at all.
"Yes, we do have that." Sasuke's mind went still, not understanding.
"Why?" He could not trust this man. He could kill this man, he knew he could.
The man rubbed his fingers in the hair of his neck, and to his horror, he could feel his body enjoying it.
"Because I think you will enjoy this more." Sasuke swallowed. This could be a test. There could be other hunters in the room, ready to kill him any moment.
Once again Kakashi guided Sasuke's head to his neck, and he could hear the boy whine, and weakly push against his chest once more in protest. But the thirst has a will of its own and gasping, trying to resist, Sasuke could feel himself losing this battle. His fangs had already come out, ready for the bite, and he could sense the blood just millimeters under his mouth.
"Shh...it's ok, I will stop you if you take to much." And he could not resist any longer, with an inhale of air, he let his hands sneak around the body much larger than his own, and his fangs pierced that skin, hiding its treasure from him. The moment the blood touched his tongue, he gave a loud moan and more or less climbed right into the lap of his captivator. It was like an explosion going through his entire body like he was drinking pure fire. He had never ever tasted anything like it, he could not stop moaning, holding the man tight and close to himself.
Kakashi ignored the pain in his neck and concentrated on Sasuke. He let his hands wander across that lithe body, massaging perfectly round buttocks, massaging a tense back as his hands moved over it. Sasuke was so high on the moment that his head was spinning. It was so good, he knew he would have to struggle to let it go once he was done the feeding.
Kakashi took that time to sneak one of his hands down Sasuke's front, massaging and pulling on his already half hard erection, and Sasuke arched his back, lifting himself up in the air from the intense feeling. He stopped sucking, without letting go of that warm neck, for a few moments to let out a long moan. He started to wiggle around in that warm lap, the feeling of pleasure so intense, inside and out, the blood burning inside and this hunters hands on the outside. As Kakashi's hands worked him over more and more, he had to let go of the neck before him in order to draw breaths. He gulped down air, just like he had been gulping down blood just moments ago, and hissed. Every chance he got, he was back at the neck, drinking, sucking, but already starting to feel full.
Kakashi laid down, letting the boy sit on top of him, rubbing him, rubbing against him.
Sasuke could feel the man's hard cock beneath him, and although it might have disgusted him on any other occasion, he could not keep himself from rubbing over it, pushing down on it, feeling it against him. The man kept on pleasuring him, stroking his own stiff cock, and he could feel his climax starting to close upon him. His hands held the man's shirt tight, in a deadly grip, holding on for all he was worth. And in those last few minutes, the man sat back up, and pulled his head in for a kiss, tasting his own blood in Sasuke's mouth. He clung to the man, lost in pleasure, and let the other dominate him, feeling that warm tongue explore his mouth, caressing his fangs, stroking him inside.
He whined, a very non-Sasuke like whine, and threw his head back, mouth open, panting and gasping, his body tingling and his heart beating hard.
"Come for me, Sasuke." And the man thrust up against Sasuke while he kept his eye on that porcelain white face, and Sasuke could not hold back any longer. With a loud gasp, and curling his lips up, he tensed and came all over the hunter's hand, making the man grunt and pull in deep breaths through his nose. As Sasuke came down from his high and calmed down, he could feel his heart still racing in his chest. He could feel the man's heart race too, and those warm hands still held him.
"Why?" He asked weakly. Why did he feel so safe all of a sudden...why hadn't he killed the man, who hadn't killed him? Why had they done what they just did? He just couldn't understand, he had never hesitated before, he always had a plan, and stuck to it. This time, however, nothing had happened according to his plan.
The man didn't answer him, but the hand over his back never stopped massaging him, holding him. He collapsed against that tall frame, strong body, and licked his lips clear from blood and saliva. He could smell the wound on the man's neck, still bleeding just a little, and he could not stop himself from licking at it, licking up all blood that might have escaped over the skin.
He had never, ever, done anything sexual with someone else, and yet he did not feel mad or bad about it now. He felt so sated, no longer the thirst clawed at his insides, and he yawned. Placing his head on that warm human shoulder in front of him, he fell down into oblivion, falling asleep as his body was finally able to relax.
Kakashi still held him and was actually surprised to see the other fall asleep. It wasn't very often for vampires to sleep like this, they could stay awake for much longer than humans if they wanted to. However, having the young vampire in his arms felt good, and he closed his eye just to embrace the moment. The young vampire had asked him 'why' but he had not been able to answer it. He had his creeping suspicion, but he hushed it back deep into his mind. He could think of that later.
Looking into the red blinking light of the surveillance camera, he figured he had something to explain, not to the young vampire in his arms, but to the other hunters. And he wasn't really sure about how that conversation would go. But one thing first, and what he had to do now was to secure this young vampire in his cell again, preferably without waking him up.
He held on to the young man a while longer, then carefully got to work.
TBC.