#04 : Checkmate?
Characters: Zero x Kaname (at the academy, in a deserted classroom after the Night Class has already returned to their dorm... )
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: Lemon, sort of dub-con, mind games and some angst.
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He gasped softly, throwing his head back in an instinctive attempt to shift his body and escape as the other gripped his hips harder. Dark locks of hair fell aside with the involuntary movement, and his throat was better revealed, all the more inviting and enticing against his best efforts.
Kaname Kuran, pureblood vampire and pride of the vampiric world, was trying his best not to moan uncontrollably under the ministrations of a mere ex-human vampire, who was buried to the hilt in his body, which should have been utterly pure and untouched by anyone… only, things never happened the way they should with him, did they?
The pureblood's legs were bare, but he was still wearing the top part of his uniform, even though it was wide open and hardly recognizable from the pristine and always prim way he normally wore it. His shirt was all crumpled, the tie partially untied and pulled to the side to better uncover his neck.
Zero on the other hand, had only bothered to unzip his pants before sitting on the side of the desk and pulling the other vampire over for Kaname to straddle his erection.
Worse yet, he'd gotten Kaname to impale himself on his hard body of his own volition –well, not that the pureblood had much of a choice, considering their deal, but it was still more humiliating than remaining passive. Kaname clenched his teeth harder, stifling a whimper that threatened to escape his flushed lips.
When did my life start to go down such a path…?
The pureblood's inner thighs were shaking slightly, his body desperately trying to fight against the onslaught of sensations, pain from being stretched too fast mingling with rapturous pleasure that made him burn with shame, hating how well attuned his body had become to the hunter's touch.
"Now, whose body is more honest than they are, Kuran?"
The hunter's grip on the pureblood's hips was strong, and he thrust upwards faster now, holding Kaname firmly in place straddling his lap. The pureblood had finally given up attempting to seem unfazed, and was now squirming in earnest, his body trying to escape the deep, rapid penetration the silver-haired man was seeking.
Kaname panted, nearly choking on his own breath as he made an attempt to straighten up and let out a low growl from the back of his throat, a warning for the hunter, or maybe an attempted reminder of what he could do to him if he kept pushing his luck, but Zero merely chuckled in reply, unimpressed and unafraid.
Kaname could and would do nothing to him, as he needed him far too much to protect Yuuki. Not that Zero would ever have bargained with such a thing, he wouldn't hesitate to give his life for her, but… in the meantime, wiping the smug superiority from the pureblood's face and replacing it with this dazed flush born of shame and unbidden pleasure… well, it was well worth taking some risks.
Lifting the pureblood a little before pushing him down again, the hunter rocked his hips, penetrating him to the hilt once more, claiming him deeper and relishing in the small cry he got out of him, and the scent of freshly spilled blood— Kaname had just bit his own lip to try and keep his voice down, but he was far too aroused, and his fangs went straight through his lower lip, spilling his precious blood out in perfect crimson droplets rolling steadily down his chin.
"What a waste Kuran… we can't have that now, can we?"
Kaname squeezed his eyes tight, not wanting to see the amusement on the other's face, and almost flinched when he felt Zero's tongue licking the blood off his chin, then travelling back up and claiming his lips. The pureblood whimpered softly into the other's forceful kiss, still trying and failing to resist the humiliation of how wantonly Zero could make his body react when claiming him.
And the hunter hadn't even bitten him yet.
As if on cue, Zero's lips started to thread their way along the pureblood's jaw and lower, towards the sensitive bite area of his neck. Kaname thrashed softly in his arms, his blood practically throbbing inside his veins from need, but he didn't try to escape.
This was what this was all about. This was how this bizarre relationship had formed between them. Not lovers nor friends, but… something else, strange and darker, that scared Kaname far more than he would ever have admitted aloud.
A pureblood could have no weakness, vulnerability was equal to defeat and to inevitable death sooner or later.
And yet… a pureblood was also supposed to be able to turn any situation in their favor, to achieve their goals regardless of how hard they were.
To get a hunter-turned-vampire and filled with loathing like Zero was to accept to protect what he'd sooner or later discover to be another pureblood vampire… surely that was no easy task.
And while Zero – luckily— did not know yet about Yuuki's real nature, Kaname would still try all he could to get the hunter to play the game he needed him to, because it was the only way to ensure it would all work in the larger scale, when it all came to completion.
Even if that meant sacrificing his own body to the other's vengeful lust for that.
So was it really any surprise that when Kaname offered Zero his blood, and the hunter managed to refuse it over and over, the pureblood had to finally sacrifice pride and accept to play by the other's rules when they were in private?
Was it any surprise that when Zero –more to insult the pureblood than because he thought it would ever really work— demanded Kaname's body in exchange for accepting to drink from him… Kaname accepted the deal?
The pureblood gasped for breath, moaning softly in a string of little sounds that escaped his lips against his best efforts. Zero tilted them backwards onto the table, still holding Kaname firmly in place over him, forcing the pureblood's legs wide apart while he claimed him deeply. And while he avidly mouthed Kaname's bite area, making him tremble with a need so strong that he hated his own body for making it all so obvious.
They were both lost in it, both trying to retain a certain measure of control and composure, and failing utterly.
Zero wanted to reign in his need for blood, to keep his own reactions under control as he drank and to not fall under the dominion of his dark needs and the bloodlust that he so hated, because it made him more vampire than any other in that school.
Kaname was utterly disgusted by his own shameful reactions to the hunter's slightest touches. He hated how with each encounter his body became more attuned to the other, and more prone to come undone at Zero's command.
And he deeply, completely, hated how his own voice sounded as he lost all control and moaned louder and louder, hoping with all his will that no one would come back to the class room and find them, even though they'd locked the door. He was too far gone to register the way his own legs parted even wider to allow the hunter a deeper penetration, hips surrendering to the other's grip and bucking earnestly to impale himself over and over onto the hard body plowing into him.
Chest heaving, the pureblood could only try to not forget breathing when he felt the other's fangs pierce into his neck, the added invasion strangely mirroring the one lower down his body.
When Zero begun to drink, in hungry, deep draughts, Kaname was completely lost to the sensation of that double penetration and the sound of his blood being taken by the other. He keened in his throat, all shame and pride momentarily forgotten, disconnected chunks of sentences escaping his lips incoherently, neither of them understanding what he was trying to say, which was perhaps for the best, as Kaname would have burned even harder from shame if he realized that he was begging Zero, and what exactly he was asking for.
Not that he needed to ask for it, as Zero was just as lost as him and currently could think of nothing more than taking him harder, ramming himself into the pureblood 's tight entrance and into that particular spot inside his body that made Kaname come even more undone, so splendidly so that not even Zero could deny the pureblood's irresistible beauty as he rocked into him faster and pushed the two of them over the edge of utter sensual bliss, until they could feel nothing but the unbearable pleasure that encompassed everything and invaded every single one of their senses, leaving no room left to any rational thought or any masks of pride or control.
They came back to their senses a little while later, still breathless and shaking, their clothes crumpled and damp from perspiration, semen and, in the case of Kaname's shirt collar and lapel, blood.
The hunter was still holding the pureblood tightly, apparently absentmindedly as Zero seemed too busy trying to regain his breath and didn't seem to be doing much in the thinking department yet. The gentleness of his hold, however, was a strange contrast with their relationship, and with the fact that he'd been initially holding Kaname to stop the pureblood's attempts to squirm away from him.
Kaname's gaze was lost on a random point on the ground, and he panted softly, not wanting to meet the other's eyes, and too used to their games to try to pull away before Zero said the meeting was over. But a part of him that he didn't quite understand –or perhaps that he didn't want to understand— paradoxically relished in those moments of unexpected gentleness, when Zero would just hold him as if they weren't enemies, and as if this wasn't just an exchange of sexual favors.
The hunter's softening body twitched inside the pureblood, and Kaname jolted slightly, hating the little rekindled spike of heat and need that his body felt in reply.
Like with almost every one of those secret meetings they had late at night, he was going to have to figure out a new way to get back to the Moon Dorm without anyone scenting him, or, more exactly, scenting the hunter all over him. The whole Night Class would probably implode if their pureblood leader came home covered in his own blood, and…worse even, reeking of sex and of a hunter's touch on his skin, clearly marked by the enemy and claimed thoroughly.
He squeezed his eyes hard, not wanting to even consider the possibility, and not wanting just yet to think of the loathsome sensation he would inevitable feel as he uncomfortably walked back to his room with the reminder of Zero's claim on him: the man's semen sliding down between his legs, colder and thicker by then, but still sticky and impossible to ignore, as it was always the case whenever Zero came inside him, which was most of the time.
Kaname wasn't sure if he hated that more, or when Zero claimed his mouth instead. The latter, maybe. He didn't even dare kiss Yuuki's hair anymore, he was far too tainted for that.
A surprisingly gentle caress on his hair pulled the pureblood out of his dark musings.
"Hey…"
Startled by the hunter's voice, Kaname looked up, to find Zero's eyes filled with a strange something, akin to embarrassed fondness and guilt all mixed together.
"I'm… sorry."
The pureblood turned the words round and round in his head before believing that Zero had really said that. The look of stunned silence that must have showed on his face brought a chuckle to the hunter's lips.
"Is it really so strange that I'd apologize?"
"To me?"
To a pureblood?
"It is indeed rather unexpected, considering how you are…" And what you were doing to me until a moment ago.
Kaname's voice was soft and held no apparent bite, but the pureblood's wounded pride was easily visible in the mordant look in his eyes, and his remark was enough to send a spike of anger straight to Zero's gut. The hunter was quick to counter-attack.
"You looked so miserable for a moment that I felt compelled to say it. But I must have been mistaken. Thank you for reminding me of how much of a bastard you are, Kuran."
And yet, the harsh words were in a wide contrast with the gentle way Zero held Kaname even now, as if to steady him as he propped himself back up.
Before the pureblood could say anything, Zero pulled out, and Kaname jolted from the sensation, unwillingly shivering at the loss and still feeling like his legs weren't quite ready to stand back up yet. Zero didn't give him a choice about the matter though, and in a moment was already up and rearranging his own pants, zipping up with his back turned to the pureblood so that Kaname would not see the inexplicable light flush on his cheeks.
Kaname stood uncertainly, holding onto the side of the desk for support, wary that his knees may buckle under him if he didn't hold onto something, and counting on his uniform's disarrayed jacket and the shirt-tails beneath it to cover his modesty and the top of his thighs. He hated himself for the way his legs were shaking so hard and the way his body seemed to regret being empty of the other now.
Zero hurried for the exit without turning back, and in guise of farewell, merely blurted out "Nothing changed, our deal is still going, and I expect to find you here again and ready for me in two days."
Kaname watched the door for some time after Zero slammed it shut, and a strange little smile found its way to the pureblood's lips.
It seemed that he had conjectured right, and Zero was the type that couldn't go on being systematically cruel to someone for very long without developing an inevitable feeling of guilt.
Playing the passive and obedient card had been the right way to do it then, regardless that Kaname hadn't had a choice about playing anything else, at the time.
Maybe he would still win this game after all.
For some strange reason, the usually loathed reminder of Zero's presence, dripping slowly between the pureblood's legs didn't quite feel repulsive anymore, shameful as that may still be. That surprised Kaname more than he'd expected.
Checkmate soon, maybe… but for which of them?
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[The End]
Random ending is random! XD;;
In case it's not obvious, they're both developing unwanted feelings for each other. :3
Zero wanted it to be all about humiliating a pureblood, but it backfired and he's getting the urge to be gentle to Kaname… while Kaname, on the other hand, had been playing with what cards he had, needing to have Zero drink his blood to get stronger just in case something happened before Yuuki turned back, and hoping that Zero's eventual guilt would translate into a bigger need to protect her… although in the end, he's also slowly falling for Zero, much to his own shock. XD
Hence why he's not sure who will get the checkmate.
One could imagine it would end up in a threesome perhaps. :3
