Wasteland – chapter 4

Warnings: Lemon, FINALLY. XD *lol*
And this chapter should be longer than the previous ones, because I didn't want to cut in the middle of the scene.

A big thank you to Blackened Wing for being awesome in general and for having read it first and reassured me when I was having my running-in-circles-angsting about the fic. XD;;

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Kaname whispered silkily against Zero's skin, "Uhmm, Zero… If you're so worried about my injuries… then make me forget how I got them…"

There was a very clear invitation in the tone of his voice and the way Kaname raised his knees up higher on each side of Zero's hips, that left no doubts on how exactly the pureblood wanted Zero to make him forget... and yet, unwittingly, a hint of fear briefly slipped its way into his seductive voice.
Their eyes met quickly, Zero's gaze showing how surprised he was by the pureblood's words, before anxiously searching Kaname's face for any hints of sarcasm or reprobation. But there were none at all. To Zero's renewed surprise, he could no find no blame whatsoever in Kaname's passionate eyes, regardless of how much the hunter blamed himself.

There was only sultry desire in Kaname's gaze, and… Zero caught also another glint of that deeply hidden fear, which Kaname was trying his very best to harness to not let it escape and take over him completely.

But it was so very close to the edge…

The pureblood might put up a façade of perfect control with his sexy demeanor that Zero had missed so badly, but inside he was still hurting deeply. That teasing challenge when he asked Zero to make him forget was not just seduction — Kaname really did mean it. In some deep, almost primal level, he needed this additional level of intimacy not merely out of desire, but because he desperately needed his lover to wipe from his heart and soul the tainted marks that rape had placed there. His body would heal swiftly enough and leave no outward marks of what had happened, but only Zero could soothe Kaname's aching heart.

Kaname didn't have to voice the embarrassing truth aloud, however. Zero saw it in his eyes, and realized without words how important that was for him. The hunter got up, landing a gentle peck on Kaname's lips before reassuring him with a promise to be back in a second.

Zero quickly scanned the tent with his eyes, looking for any places likely to have a bottle of oil, but a more in-depth search of each of those drawers and containers left him with no results.
There had to be a tube or a vial of it somewhere! The real owner of that tent was a perfectly active young man, and quite popular with the female hunters.

Zero gave up the search when he found a tin of vaseline, which he knew his lieutenant kept to grease the junction points of the body armor he wore in battle. Vaseline made perfect lube and Zero belatedly realized that perhaps that was exactly the answer to the puzzling absence of another tube or bottle of it… one served two uses perfectly well.

He headed back, undressing while he rushed, his eagerness making him trip over his pants for a moment and nearly fall over right as he came into the room, causing Kaname to inevitably break out laughing at the unexpected display.

Seeing that mirthful light in Kaname's eyes as he laughed was like a balm to Zero's soul, filling it with hope that things would be okay after all, and that Kaname's mental scars would hopefully heal up fine, in time.

Now as naked as his lover was, Zero climbed back onto the bed, keeping his movements gentle and reassuring, even more so after he realized that regardless of the desire in the pureblood's eyes, Kaname was also unconsciously shrinking back a little, involuntarily tense, both deeply wanting and slightly fearing the contact that would follow.

Zero straddled his lover's hips, bending forward to leave a trail of butterfly kisses along Kaname's face and down until his ear, where he whispered the pureblood's name heatedly, the desire in his voice echoing Kaname's own need, and bringing a deeper shade to his beautifully flushed face.

That initial distraction passed – the pureblood was so into it that he hadn't even noticed at which moment Zero had popped the top of the vaseline tin off—Kaname felt a sudden spike of delicious heat shoot through his otherwise tense stomach. Zero was sliding vaseline-coated fingers along the pureblood's arousal, wrapping his fist around it and pumping it irresistibly, not only to pleasure his lover but also to coat his whole length… the hunter then spread his own legs farther apart and lowered himself carefully, determined to impale himself on Kaname's heated flesh.

"Ze…Zero?! What are you doing…?"

Back in the past, Zero had always been extremely reluctant to allow Kaname to take him. He had viewed it as something that gave the pureblood even more power over him, an idea that Zero hadn't been ready to accept then.
Even when they had become much closer under Yuuki's encouragements, they still did it almost exclusively with Zero topping, the hunter only very rarely ever allowing Kaname to claim him, and even then only in particularly emotional moments when he had allowed himself to concede for a moment that this pureblood might be different from purebloods in general, even if he still hadn't been quite sure then whether what he was doing was right or wrong; many of those delightful nights had ended with bitterly regretful mornings, followed each time by days of Zero avoiding Kaname until he'd momentarily sorted out his feelings about having allowed the pureblood such intimacy.

But now, all those past hesitancies and uncertainties appeared so foolish at Zero's eyes and were readily left behind at the face of his realization of just how much Kaname meant for him. He had to nearly lose him to finally understand. Never again he would allow his fears or past beliefs to come between them and tear them apart. He'd wronged them both for a lifetime, now it was time to set things right.

But before Zero could impale himself on his lover's arousal, Kaname's gentle hands gripped the hunter's thighs to stop him.

Kaname was smiling up at Zero with a loving gleam in his eyes… which were wet, Zero realized. The emotion of seeing the hunter so willing to give himself to him entirely brought tears to Kaname's eyes.
But now was not the right moment. He still remembered so well how difficult that had been for Zero in the past, and much as he understood the hunter's need to prove himself, he couldn't let him do it so soon and risk reawakening fears from the past.

"There will be time for that later, Zero… I wouldn't want you to do it out of a feeling of duty. Nor do I want you to risk regretting it later."

Years before, aside from the pride issues that had been present at the very beginning of their relationship, once Kaname had been sure of his feelings for Zero he'd had no trouble in letting Zero claim his blood and his body alike, and he knew that the years that passed since then hadn't changed that in the least.
The violent experience he'd lived a mere few hours before, however, was sending repeated little waves of fear rolling through the pureblood's stomach, fighting a ruthless battle with his desire and dampening his resolve each time that unwelcome images of the countless rapes he'd suffered flashed through his mind. Even now, Kaname's legs felt heavy like lead; they'd been spread too far apart for too long, held forcibly in place while unspeakable things were done to his unwilling body. Even as his body tried to relax against the soft mattress he was resting on, he had to concentrate with all his will on Zero's touch so that his mind wouldn't slip back into the horrible nightmare he'd just escaped.

But that was also precisely why Kaname deeply felt he needed Zero to take him, on an almost primal level.

He was deadly afraid that if he let that trauma set the way it was, it would become a scar etched upon his very soul, something that he wasn't sure whether he would ever be able to fully erase. Perhaps he wasn't in the best condition to be making such decisions, but he deeply believed that his lover's touch could cleanse his soul and replace the memories of rape with ones of a much desired and much awaited penetration. It didn't matter that he was still physically aching in a near unbearable manner in some places, or that he couldn't do anything to stop the irrational fear that inevitably nagged at him, flashing the horrible images in his mind.

It was precisely because of it all: if Zero didn't take him, Kaname feared he'd never stand back up completely whole again.

And Zero saw that fear in Kaname's eyes and understood. Belying their difficulties in understanding each other in the past, the connection they shared at the present moment was such that Zero knew exactly what Kaname feared and why the pureblood was so intent on being taken.

Zero was no psychologist and couldn't make any possible guess on whether Kaname's idea of trauma control had any basis or was completely far-fetched, but the human psyche and the vampire one could be so different… what truly mattered was that --logical or not-- Kaname did deeply need this, and only Zero could give it to him. The pain from the wounds was beyond secondary, in Kaname's eyes.
The hunter cast aside his hesitation and moved backwards on the bed a little, caressing the pureblood's long legs as he gently lifted them until they were parted aside and resting on each side of Zero's hips as he gracefully slid between them to lean over his lover.

Kaname shuddered softly, fear and anticipation mixing in his eyes as he watched Zero's fingers sweep another dollop of vaseline, the hunter's hand disappearing between the pureblood's legs. Kaname squeezed his eyes shut tightly, bracing himself with clenched teeth, but there was no contact, and he heard his lover's voice gently beckoning him. "Shhh, open your eyes Kaname, don't hide from me… Look at me while I do this…"

Kaname opened his eyes, to find his lover smiling at him reassuringly. Zero brushed his lips gently on the tip of Kaname's nose in a playful caress to try and lighten the pureblood's tense mood, and made sure he had his full attention before sliding his lubed fingers in a careful circle around the edge of his lover's entrance, wanting to reassure him as well as ensure that the already painful area wouldn't risk being dry and hurt more when he actually penetrated him.
Kaname tensed instantly upon contact, fingers clenching against the sheets as an uncertain look took over his features, but he held his lover's gaze as he had asked.

Zero was watching Kaname's reactions carefully, waiting until his tenseness eased up a little before he deepened the caress, fingertips brushing tantalizingly around the edge of the pureblood's intimacy, the tip of one finger already pushing further and teasing the entrance. Zero continued whispering gentle words and caressing Kaname with soft and caring touches until the pureblood's gaze lost a little of the fear and regained a more heated look, before Zero tentatively slid a finger in just a little ways deeper.

Kaname sucked his breath in, both from how much he wanted it and inevitably also because the area was still very raw and sensitive. His pureblood healing was terribly slowed down by the drugs the soldiers had pumped him full off to block his powers, and as such, much as he terribly wanted Zero, even just a finger was really pushing it, at the moment. Utter disappointment and frustration flashed on Kaname's face and he looked up worriedly, a small part of him irrationally fearing that his lover would feel let down.

But Zero had a solution for this too, and whispered into Kaname's ear an invitation that completely took the pureblood by surprise.

Zero was offering him his blood.

The one thing the hunter had always denied him, even when they had become lovers, even the few times in the past when Zero had allowed Kaname to top him.

"Zero… I couldn't…! You never wanted me to…"

The hunter stopped him before Kaname finished. "Everything is different now, Kaname. This isn't because I want to prove something to myself or to you. I just really want us to be together… as… as equals." Zero looked down with a slightly embarrassed expression, inevitable guilt flickering on his face whenever he thought of the way he'd handled certain things before.
Kaname was a pureblood and Zero an ex-human, but it hadn't been Kaname who looked down on Zero, in the past. The hunter's hatred of vampires made that ideas of equality had been very difficult to accept, years before. As they became lovers, Zero had constantly been torn between accepting that Kaname was different and refusing to upset his view of the world and vampires in general.
But so much had changed, both back then and so much more now. Humans could be as ruthlessly cruel as vampires, and Zero had witnessed it countless times. The most recent example was one he would never forget, even long after the marks would fade from Kaname's body.

Leaving aside the verbal explanations for a more direct coaxing, Zero ran his lips along Kaname's jaw line and dropped them onto the pureblood's graceful neck, softly mouthing the ultra-sensitive bite area in an enticing manner, tongue flicking out onto the pureblood's skin every so often.

It had the desired effect, Kaname couldn't help but squirm deliciously beneath Zero's ministrations, soft little moans escaping his lips as the overwhelming sensations rippled through the pureblood's whole body, easing away the tension in his muscles and mirroring the hunger that he felt until Kaname couldn't help anymore but drop his lips onto Zero's neck as well. The hunter shuddered involuntarily when he felt the pureblood's extended fangs scrape his skin softly as Kaname lavished his lover's neck with attention and a rising need.

"Ze…Zero… uhn…"

He wanted to tell the hunter to stop egging him on before he became unable to control himself and really bit him, but Zero wanted exactly that, and only pushed further, nipping carefully Kaname's bite area to push him closer to the edge, knowing that in his current state the pureblood wouldn't be able to resist long.
Kaname whimpered softly, desire burning harder inside him, barely able to resist sinking his fangs into the offered neck he was hungrily licking. He wrapped his trembling arms around Zero's back and clung to him like a drowning man to a plank.

"A-are you really sure?"

Ah, Kaname… you hesitate still? You were always too gentle for your own good!

Zero wished he'd realized that much longer ago, but hopefully it was never too late.

"Never been so sure of anything, my love." He whispered before returning to suck on the pureblood's sensitive neck, being careful to not pierce it with his --now also very aroused-- fangs. Kaname wasn't in a condition to have blood taken from him at the moment, and Zero just wanted to give him that pleasure without weakening him.

It was bittersweet, in a way, when the pureblood finally did pierce the hunter's skin. Zero tensed for a fraction of a moment, instinctively, then forced himself to relax, marveling in how gentle Kaname could be even when to terribly needy. The bite only stung for a second or two, pleasure flooding the hunter's body instantly afterwards, radiating from the bite as Kaname drank. Zero couldn't hold back a moan that vibrated against Kaname's throat.

The pureblood was in his own heaven, in a world all made of Zero. The hunter was pressed over him, his finger still inside him, and Zero was now also in him through his blood, something Kaname had terribly wanted for far too long, and despaired of always having it be denied.

Kaname felt as if he was finally whole, the love flowing in through Zero's blood filling up the broken places of his heart in need of mending. He nearly sobbed with delight, and actually whimpered softly –out of pleasure this time-- when he felt the hunter's fingers resume their movements, a second one gently sliding into the pureblood with the utmost care now that Zero could tell that Kaname's body was quickly strengthening with the much needed blood.

Kaname's legs slid up little ways, his knees pressing on each side of Zero as his breathing quickened and the pleasure from the hunter's touch and the blood flowing into him made his mind spin with delight.

Kaname was drinking slowly, savoring each little draught, taking as small a mouthful as he could each time, letting the blood roll on his tongue to savor it as long as possible before swallowing and feeling the warmth and Zero's presence flooding his whole body in a delightful manner. He wanted the moment to last forever, but it would obviously not last very long without endangering the hunter if he drank too fast, so he was as slow as he possibly could be to prolongate the mind-blowing delight. He was so lost in his paradise of feeling Zero both inside and outside him that he didn't even notice how much his own body had relaxed meanwhile, until Zero pulled out his fingers, judging that the pureblood was ready to be taken.

Kaname interrupted his drinking for a split second to let out a half-mewl of protest at the loss, not realizing at first what was about to happen, until the hunter chuckled softly by his ear and positioned himself at his entrance.

The pureblood was surprised to find out that the apprehension from earlier and the horrifying flashes didn't come now, and all he could think of was how much he wanted Zero to fill him completely, to make him whole not just in feeling and with his blood, but also with his body.

He wrapped his arms tighter around Zero's back, pressing his forehead against Zero's shoulder when the hunter slid in. Zero was extra careful and went slowly, going only little ways at a time to leave Kaname enough time to adapt to the hard and stretching width, so much more than the fingers had been.

Shuddering breaths were leaving Kaname's trembling lips as his body was trying to process the onslaught of sensations, lost in the pleasure of his lover's blood, touch, and now flesh. But there was no fear on Kaname's face, just absolute bliss at being claimed at last by the one he'd waited for so many years.

Kaname had always been an extremely devoted person when it came to love, and it had torn his heart to be separated from the only person he had left that he loved with all his heart. Having Zero in his arms again was so unimaginably beautiful that Kaname's still aching mind had trouble processing it, automatically assuming it could only be an illusion.

Even now that Zero was buried deeply inside the pureblood, Kaname still thought he was living nothing but a dream, and that in the morning he'd find the hunter gone and his life a pit of misery once more.

The thought brought an inevitable pang of agony each time his mind brushed it, but Kaname was focusing all his will in losing himself in what he believed to be an illusion, living in the moment and refusing to think of the bleak future he believed was ahead. A vampire's mind could have a lot more power over the body than a human's, and with the shaken state the pureblood was still in, it was not a far leap for him to be unable to quite discern reality from illusion at that moment, even though the enrapturing sensations rippling deliciously through his body felt a lot more real than he remembered any of his daydreams to have ever felt, the times he tried to get his mind to fool his body into believing he wasn't so terribly alone.

But in his eyes, it didn't matter whether this was the most real illusion he'd ever lived or whether it just felt that way because of all the horror he'd recently gone through. He'd enjoy it to the maximum, and say nothing of his fears to not risk shattering the moment.

A part of him did hope it was all real, but he'd hoped so much in the past already. He'd gazed at the horizon for hours at a time each day, from the tall towers of the royal castle, burning his eyes with the sunlight as he waited and waited for someone that never came, not daring to blink much, least he missed to see him. He'd despaired of hoping once his heart was too broken for him to go on fooling himself.

But this… the way Zero held him, the way the hunter was now kissing him and making eye contact while whispering gentle words as he pulled out of his body carefully and then back in in tentative thrusts that sent irresistible little waves of pleasure racking through the pureblood's most sensitive areas… it gave him more hope for the future than anything before had. And quite frankly, the pureblood felt so broken and had been so ready to give up everything, that in his eyes it didn't matter anymore whether it would all crumble to dust with the first ray of the morning, a new day coming to tell him that it was just a dream and he was to be executed or something. It didn't matter anymore.

All that mattered was Zero, right here and right now.

Kaname let go of all conscious thought and coherent considerations, and let his mind and body be swallowed by the pleasure as Zero's hips bucked with more speed now as the hunter grew confident that his pureblood lover was writhing under him with nothing but absolute bliss, all aches and wounds forgotten at the face of the all-consuming rapturous pleasure invading every corner of his senses. Zero was not only claiming his body that way, but also roaming his hands over Kaname's chest, his sensitive neck, down his ribs, gripping his hips, caressing his thighs, so many delightful touches that made Kaname unable to even think clearly anymore.

Strengthened by Zero's blood and no longer suffering as much from the wounds nor weakened enough to risk losing conscience at any moment just from the building pleasure, Kaname could fully enjoy the moment to its fullest, and thrashed on the bed beautifully, head thrown back, dark hair splayed on the contrasting sheets, lips parted as a string of moans and delighted gasps escaped them, until the build up was too much and he had to actually arch up against Zero, clinging to him and trying to meet his movements to deepen the penetration and prolongate the moment where the hunter's arousal would press onto that one spot that made Kaname feel like he would pass out with the onslaught of pleasure. Soon, whatever control he still might have over himself was long gone, and all he could do was rock into Zero's thrusts while crying out his name in mindless bliss, over and over.

The way the pureblood was coming completely undone under him was driving Zero crazy with delight as well, and pushing him closer and closer to the edge. When Kaname begun to hoarsely sob out his name among pleasured pants and cries of pleasure, Zero nearly climaxed right then, but held himself back with all his might, wanting to prolongate the moment and to wait for Kaname, although visibly the pureblood wasn't very far either.

Zero groaned Kaname's name too, through clenched teeth, feeling too good to trust his voice to regain any composure. At long last, even that last resistance ceded when Zero heard the pureblood start calling out his name louder and louder as he neared the brink.

The hunter finally decided that whatever the nearest guard may think if he overheard them mattered little to nothing compared to the moment at hand, and let go of his inhibitions, joining his lover in a deliciously uncontrollable fall into an ocean of pleasure that swept right through their bodies and minds as they reached climax together, heated cries audible quite far into the hunter's encampment.

In the general vicinity of the tent, a number of the hunter soldiers had been gathering in a more or less discreet attempt to eavesdrop on their commander's sexual prowess, which they expected must rival his feats of arms, and which was something they hadn't had the occasion to hear before due to Zero's inexistent sex life.

In a military camp in constant movement and where the men all lived in canvassy tents, curiosity and gossip where inevitable, so the spying attempts quickly lost whatever semblant of discretion they had initially had, and the crowd in the surroundings of the tent grew to a larger and larger number as the time passed and as things inside became noisier and thus more interesting for the curious and lecherous ears nearby.

They had been listening in on whatever they could catch of the sounds coming from within the tent, unable to know exactly what was happening but exchanging garish comments and crude jokes about the vampire king and what they believed he must be suffering inside the tent.

Until suddenly, the crowd fell silent with shock, recognizing their commander's voice filled with lust and arousal as he called out the enemy's name with an intensity and passion that were unmistakably that of a lover rather than someone claiming a prisoner by force as they had expected.

They realized now that the prisoner too, called their commander by his given name rather than rank, and it was not fear or pain but absolute delight that they could hear in his voice.

The men looked at each other, some seeming lost, others already sporting scandalized expressions of disapproval, not sure on how to voice their thoughts on the subject, or whether or not this new development should be taken as a betrayal on the part of their commander.

Oblivious to the entire universe but each other, Zero and Kaname held each other close, trembling hands caressing spent bodies, still tingling as the powerful orgasm faded away leaving them delicious sated and so lost in one another that they were completely unaware of how far they had been heard, or of the dangerous wind of distrust that was quickly threatening to build up among the crowd gathered outside.

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[tbc...]

Yesss. I managed another cliffhanger, hahaha. *is shot* XD;;;
It MIGHT end in the next chapter. Might. I never know with my crazy Muses. XD;