#02 : Love on the engawa
Characters: Zero x Kaname (established relationship, yaoi.)
Disclaimer: I don't own Vampire Knight, this is a fanfic written for fun and for love of the series. I'm not making any money with it.
Warning: Passed a few years later. Mentions of a war, but it's all made up settings for the fic, so it's not spoilery for the canon VK.
For Blackened Wing, because I told you I'd be writing something with an engawa/veranda and the rain falling softly outside, remember? XD lol
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A stream of soft gasping moans was escaping the pureblood's luscious lips, his body jerking and jolting with the multiple surges of mind-shattering pleasure brought by each stroke of the skilled tongue lavishing an exquisite torture on the most sensitive spots of his hardened flesh.
Kaname's hands slid on the polished wood he was laying on, frantically grasping for purchase but finding none as the surface was smooth and there was nothing to hold onto as the pleasure reached unbearable heights. His long pale legs convulsed over Zero's shoulders, causing the loose summer kimono he was wearing to slip open further, creating an even more revealing image of absolute voluptuous delight and unbridled lust worthy of the greatest erotic painters.
For all outward appearances, they were Lord Kaname Kuran and his loyal bodyguard, a vampire-hunter turned vampire. Kaname was on a diplomatic mission for the new Vampire Council, seeking to retie old alliances that had been lost due to the direction the previously corrupt council had been edging towards until the war. The mission had gone wonderfully well, with a new treaty being signed and the issues resolved in much less time than they had expected, due to Kaname's charming influence and political genius – which is precisely why Takuma always entrusted the more delicate missions to him. Both sides were delighted with the treaty, and the future looked bright ahead for the vampire society re-organizing itself after the war.
Kaname was very much done there, and found himself left with a few days of unexpected freedom before Zero and him were scheduled to return home. Considering how busy they normally were, that was a rare enough occurrence for it to deserve being enjoyed to the maximum, so rather than re-scheduling their plane tickets, they chose to stay and enjoy their unexpected mini-vacation in the beautiful region.
With perfect timing, a local pureblood family among the clans ratifying the treaty invited Kaname – and his bodyguard, of course– to spend the remaining days of the trip at their luxurious country estate in a lush valley nearby, insisting that they would be honored to have the head of the Kuran clan as their guest.
When it came to Zero, much of the vampire society found it rather surprising –they wouldn't dare using the terms 'shocking' or 'outrageous' when it came to a decision taken by Kaname Kuran, but the feeling was there—that he had chosen one of hunter origin to be his bodyguard.
Surely, no hunter, turned or not, could possibly be trusted?! Much less trusted with the life of one as important as Kaname-sama?!-- It was a constant leitmotiv they'd heard whispered under the breaths of countless members of the vampire aristocracy in each social event they attended.
But purebloods were different from other vampires precisely in that they understood much too well the need one may have for a bodyguard who is especially effective against vampires, and for them Kaname's choice seemed a very logical one.
As a result, it was a refreshing feeling to be able to accept an invitation without having to worry about what unpleasant situations Zero might encounter at their host's.
The country estate turned out to be an impressive old Japanese mansion, surrounded in its entirety by a beautiful engawa – a traditional narrow wooden veranda, on which one could sit to enjoy the beauty of the garden around the house while still being protected from the elements.
It was particularly peaceful to watch the frequent summer rain patter relentlessly on the lush vegetation, while relaxing on some zabuton cushions and having green tea with traditional little sweets-- the master of the house had suggested the idea to Kaname as he showed the younger pureblood his best guest room.
Kaname had then been then left alone to refresh himself and rest a little before dinner if he so wished. Zero and him were currently putting that time to very good use, completely forgetting anything about the summer rain or tea and sweets-- as soon as their host had left them, Zero had more or less openly suggested to Kaname that there was something much sweeter then tea, that he very much intended to taste right away, and they had barely had the time to change out of their street clothes and into the comfortable yukata provided for their stay.
They may have forgotten the traditional cushions and the very idea of tea and sweets, but they were enjoying the veranda very much, and particularly the fact that their room opened to the garden in a calm area where no one could see them, unless someone came through the garden or along the veranda, although the two should be able to hear anyone on the wooden veranda before the potential intruders turned around the corner. In theory, at least, if they weren't too taken by each other to notice…
A loud throaty moan slipped out unchecked from Kaname's lips, and the pureblood's fingers lost themselves in the silver hair of the man who was currently swallowing his soul whole, or at least that was what it very much felt like Zero was doing.
The hunter interrupted his infinitely skilled ministrations to chuckle and whisper a warning to his lover.
"If you get any louder than that, they might send someone to check on us…"
But far from providing any respite that might help Kaname regain his composure and keep his silence, Zero had a teasing grin on his face before sucking slowly on two of his fingers, that quickly disappeared between his lover's legs.
"Ze-Zero? It's a pity, but I doubt that we'll have the time to get rid of each other's scents before dinner if we go that far…" Kaname hated having to interrupt such a precious moment, but he knew well that the scent of sex would be much too recognizable to the vampires present, if so much as a tiny little of it remained on them.
As long as they kept it to their current activities, there wouldn't be enough of their scent on one another for strangers to notice, but actual sex would be pushing it too far, the pheromones released by both vampires during release would cling to each other in such a close body-to-body contact.
"Relax… Don't you trust me?" Zero had the look he had when he playfully challenged Kaname, and it was quite clear he had no intentions of relenting. But Kaname also realized now that his lover wasn't planning to take him, or at least not to take him the way he had expected.
Rather than preparing him for penetration, Zero was merely pleasuring Kaname, pushing him farther and farther as his fingers coaxed the soft opening to relax and stretch gently, and as those slick digits slid deeper and deeper. Kaname's breath hitched in his throat when the hunter hit right the perfect spot. When Zero resumed his ministrations on the pureblood's arousal on same time, Kaname thought he might scream. The double sensation made his blood throb in his veins, every single inch of his skin feeling on fire in a delicious manner, waves of pleasure rippling through his body in a crescendo of such incredible levels that he had forgotten it was even possible to feel that good – Zero was a source of never-ending surprises.
The pureblood covered his own lips with a hand, throwing his head back and using all his willpower to not moan out loud over and over as Zero pinned his hips down with one arm, forcing him to stay still while he deep-throated him in a sequence of mind-blowing movements in perfect sync with the rhythm of the fingers thrusting into Kaname's most intimate spot.
It was quite tricky to manage to keep the moans in and still breathe, especially in the state of mindless bliss the pureblood was currently lost in, head lolling on the ground of the wooden veranda, his whole body feeling like butter melting in the sun under the hunter's touch.
Very quickly, Kaname was completely lost, thrashing on the ground trying to hold onto something, legs clenched around his lover's shoulders, as if in an attempt to not let him go anywhere, which made Zero chuckle fondly as he continued pushing his lover closer and closer to the edge of an earth shattering climax.
Kaname came hard enough that he couldn't hold back a strangled cry of absolute pleasure, even with both hands covering his mouth.
Zero swallowed every single drop, resisting the urge to kiss Kaname and make him drink himself from his lover's lips, a kink that they often indulged on, normally.
Kaname would inevitably be the center of attention at the dinner, and he couldn't take the risk, it would definitely be bad if anyone somehow noticed the scent – never underestimate a vampire's senses.
The pureblood was currently very out of things, still riding the wave of the afterglow, shivers of delight rushing through his whole body as if there was a live wire connected to him, but one that made him feel so good that he just wished he could stay forever like that, in a state of perpetual Zero-induced bliss.
The silver haired hunter laid next to him, propping himself on his elbow to support his head.
"Much as I'd love for us to just stay here and go on, I think you were a bit loud… We should probably get inside quickly, and try to look decent in case they come running to see what's wrong? Hmm?"
Kaname was still breathless, and while the automatic thread of familiar worry for the society's conventions and proprieties was already slipping into his mind to tell him that the hunter was right, at the current moment his body and the glorious sensations rippling through it were still overruling his reason, and he couldn't quite bring himself to care even if someone did walk in on them splayed half naked and quite improper on the veranda.
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Elsewhere, the lord of the house was confirming to a third worried guard that yes, he was aware of the faint cry that was heard, and no, no one was allowed to approach that wing of the house. The guard was to ignore it completely and merely wait for instructions without prying or disturbing in any way.
For much too long were purebloods made the slaves of a council that they should have been born to rule over. For much too long, those born of undiluted blood were condemned to an existence of complete lack of freedom and near certain sorrow.
Now that the peace had finally given them all a chance of happiness, the old pureblood smiled fondly, quite convinced that if someone deserved that happiness more than anyone, it was Kaname Kuran, who had worked so hard to establish this hope-filled new society.
Yet another guard approached, and he sighed, prepared to repeat again the orders of not approaching the area of the house with the suspicious sounds.
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I find that engawas are lovely and male summer kimonos are incredibly sexy. The whole world should adopt the tradition of a garment that practically falls off a guy's body as soon as he rolls around a little. XD
Female yukata are lovely, but tend to hold together much more sturdily than male yukata. lol
Also, I adore traditional tea & sweets. I wish they had played a larger role in the fic, but I'm sure no one wants to read about tea varieties when we can read about lovely Kaname moaning under Zero's touches. ;D
