A/N: Here's chapter 6. It's a long one but the one most of you have been waiting for I think. I haven't been teasing you on purpose. I wanted to spend some time developing things so the character's actions would seem somewhat plausible.
Most reviewers wanted Zero to be more aggressive so hopefully he pleases you. Hope it's not too explicit for FF:D
Warnings for lemons and a little kink.
In the lemon you might notice a similarity to an alternate chapter of a story by Blackened Wing. She's very inspirational! LOL If you haven't read her stuff yet, shame on you. Her writing is wonderful and you're in for a treat.
Disclaimer: The boys are not mine. I'm just having fun.
The day had gone full circle and it was dark out again. The silver-haired hunter lay on the bed, hands behind his head. He hadn't stirred from the chairman's guest room much since the pureblood's visit. Zero's eyes were open but he wasn't seeing the ceiling above him. He was thinking hard about the events of the last few days. His mind had repeatedly gone over each encounter since their first meeting, analyzing every word and action that he could remember between himself and the pureblood.
Zero had believed the pureblood thought of him as an almost worthless ex-human, tolerating him with barely concealed contempt and he had expected all purebloods to behave like smug, pampered, rich, bloodsuckers. He wouldn't be subservient to someone like that! So he'd been barely civil, even deliberately rude to the older vampire every time they met. Now he realized his own assumptions had distorted each interaction. In retrospect he could see that Kaname had been polite and courteous since their first meeting, and far more tolerant of Zero than he needed to be. In vampire society if anyone else treated Kaname in such a manner they would have been punished but Kaname had repeatedly endured Zero's taunts and poor behaviour. The pureblood's actions meant something and Zero struggled to understand.
The hunter had thought the pureblood was cold and remote, an ice prince. Kaname kept his emotional distance from the other night students. He projected an air of serenity, of calmness. But in the hunter's room, the pureblood had been far more passionate than his public persona would have indicated. Zero had given this contradiction intense thought. He realized he really knew nothing about the pureblood before he began to feed from him. Tonight, lying here analyzing the older vampire's actions, he was beginning to understand the pureblood, at least a little.
Purebloods such as Kaname were bound by social expectations and constraints, the hunter was coming to realize. Vampire society actually held then at arm's length, in a class separate and apart. It was unacceptable for purebloods to show or admit to pain or mental fatigue. Displaying such weakness would erode their image of physical and mental perfection. Vampire society was full of backstabbing power hungry bloodsuckers eager to take advantage of any such failing. But just because they didn't show it didn't mean they weren't capable of experiencing such things though Zero reasoned. He himself strived never to portray his fears, loneliness or exhaustion. The ex-human realized with a shock that in some ways Kaname had more restrictions imposed upon him than the ex-human. Perhaps he was the only person to see the genuine Kaname.
It was now obvious that Kaname was attracted to him. He might have seen little signs months ago but he was too wrapped up in his problems to notice anything. In each of their previous encounters the older vampire was passionate, responding eagerly to Zero's touch, still, he had never initiated anything and had never acted as aggressively as Zero would have expected from a pureblood. At the time the hunter had been too angry to think at all, but now he was surprised that Kaname had allowed himself to be restrained. Kaname was stronger physically. Zero didn't even know what kind of other abilities he possessed. He could have overpowered the hunter but he didn't. Instead, the pureblood had submitted to Zero, though it must have taken some degree of faith to surrender his control. Kaname had trusted Zero and in doing so he had come a long way towards earning Zero's trust.
Zero focused on what the pureblood had said earlier. That he admired, even respected the hunter. That he'd been attracted to him since before Zero drank from him, and that he wanted the younger vampire as his lover. Zero tried to picture them together. The image of Kaname on his knees, urgently mouthing Zero's flesh, dark hair against Zero's pale thigh, kept intruding in his thoughts, but if he concentrated he could visualize it; the pureblood behind him, slowly entering him, moving inside him, and Zero could see it but it didn't excite him. In fact, he was uncomfortable contemplating it. In every mental image he conjured up he could see himself squirming, could see himself pulling away and telling Kaname it wasn't working. The thought of being held down by someone, his body plundered, was too similar to the way he had been turned four years ago. Zero just didn't think he could do it with all the emotional baggage he carried, at least not yet. He was pretty sure he had made it clear that he didn't want Kaname to take him so where did that leave them as lovers?
Kaname wanted him, was attracted to him, and had been even before the blood sharing. The pureblood had admitted he'd sexually imprinted on and was conditioned to respond to Zero. When the hunter sank his fangs into Kaname, the pureblood couldn't hide his physical response. And Zero had been rough, sometimes deliberately rough. He knew he had hurt the pureblood, at least the first few times, yet Kaname had been aroused, seeming to like the rough biting, encouraging Zero to take things further. Purebloods were different from other vampires, and Kaname had explained that at least for purebloods, blood sharing could be sexually pleasurable. Maybe pain could work the same way? So far each time, with the exception of pleasuring Zero with his mouth, the older vampire had always been the more submissive, letting Zero take control in their explorations. Zero wondered now if Kaname would have been as assertive that time if he hadn't been restrained. It was a mistake to assume Kaname wanted to control or dominate him. All Zero's previous assumptions had been wrong. Maybe he had it backwards. Maybe the pureblood found the idea of Zero taking him exciting. It seemed that way if he hadn't mistaken the brunette's words or his faint blush.
The threads of excitement running low through his stomach and groin leapt and twisted, intensifying as Zero imagined his earlier scenario the other way round; the feel of his stomach pressed tight against the curve of Kaname's back, his lips pressed to the pulse of the pureblood's throat. Maybe he was beginning to understand what made the pureblood tick. Kaname had said he would be alone in his rooms tonight and Zero decided he would go to him.
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The walk to the Moon Dorm hadn't seemed as long as normal and Zero was approaching the double doors before he knew it. Zero concentrated his hunter senses and found he could tell where Kaname was. There didn't seem to be any others present in the dorm. Good, he wasn't sure he would have gone in if there were others. The hunter entered the dorm approaching the pureblood's rooms slowly. He didn't think he was reading this wrong. Anyway, if he was Kaname would likely kill him on the spot and he wouldn't have to worry about it.
Upstairs, Kaname straightened and sat up as he detected the hunter's presence. Zero had always bitten him in the left and as usual, whenever the hunter was near, the area was tingling. Kaname rose, tugging at his clothes and brushing his hair out of his eyes.
Zero was deciding whether to knock or just walk in when Kaname opened the door. The pureblood made an appetizing vision, his shirt open at the throat, loose pants, no socks or shoes, his damp hair and the faint scent of soap attesting to his recent shower. Of course, it would be early morning for him Zero thought.
Kaname stepped back gesturing for Zero to enter. "Zero." he said quietly but the hunter noted the husky tone and the pureblood's accelerating heart rate. Zero squared his shoulders and stepped in.
The pureblood's pulse was racing, and his stomach was jumping. Kaname had been awake for hours hoping the hunter would come, and for more than just blood. He would assume nothing though; let Zero take the lead. Kaname closed the door and turned, his enquiry about Zero's thirst dying on his lips.
The hunter was close and staring at him intently. Kaname couldn't read his expression but it made his mouth dry. "Zero?" Kaname asked, swallowing.
Zero moved in fast, his hands hitting the wood of the door on either side of Kaname's head, his body pushing the pureblood up against it. Kaname's head hit the door hard and he saw stars. The hunter's face was very close, his eyes immobilizing the pureblood. His breath ghosting over Kaname's cheek.
"Ze…" Kaname began but he didn't finish as the hunter plundered his mouth. Their teeth clicked together painfully but it didn't slow the hunter down. His kiss was fierce; tongue flicking over the pureblood's teeth, the inside of his cheek and the roof of his mouth, sparring with his tongue. Kaname struggled to regain his mental balance even as his mouth and body responded.
As Zero continued to ravage the brunette's mouth he pressed his thigh between the pureblood's. The brunette was painfully hard and groaning, desperately grinding against him even as he withdrew from the pureblood's mouth, biting and pulling on Kaname's lower lip with his teeth before breaking the kiss.
The hunter left his hands where they were, palms against the door, watching Kaname carefully. He could smell his clean soap smell and under it Kaname's own unique scent. It was stronger than a few minutes ago. Kaname's body temperature was rising, making his scent stronger. Or maybe Zero's senses were heightened. It didn't matter which. Pressed this close Zero could feel Kaname's chest heaving as the pureblood tried to control his breathing.
"Zero." Kaname managed. He was aware he was hanging on to Zero's shoulders, breathless and panting. He couldn't believe how aroused he was. The hunter seemed to know exactly how to excite him. Zero still had him pinned to the door, held in place by his thigh, watching him fixedly and his eyes were undoing Kaname. The hunter looked as if he could devour him. It made Kaname so hard he ached. Zero had to know what he was doing to him. Kaname flushed, shifting uneasily but the movement increased the friction of the hunter's thigh against his arousal and rubbed his hip against the hunter's rigid length. Kaname bit back a moan.
Something flickered in the hunter's eyes and he pulled back abruptly and walked away. Kaname felt his stomach plummet. He leaned against the door to stop himself from sagging. Please, Zero couldn't do this to him. The hunter was facing away from Kaname. He was doing something with his arms but Kaname couldn't see clearly. What he was doing? The pureblood stared in disbelief as the hunter stepped out of his jeans, tugged his shirt over his head and tossed it onto the couch. Zero was undressing?
Zero faced him as he pulled off his socks. He was aroused and naked. Zero's body was pale and perfect. Kaname took the time to catalogue smooth muscles, pale flat nipples surrounded by even paler skin, the smooth stomach, the muscles lightly defined, a trail of fine hairs from just below his navel to his erection. Kaname drank in the sight of the naked hunter. He wanted to memorize every angle and plane. Zero held his gaze, dropping carelessly to sit on the couch. Naked. The hunter was sitting naked on Kaname's couch, watching him as Kaname shut his mouth and pushed off from the door. Zero hadn't been here five minutes and Kaname was completely unsettled. He had to regain his equilibrium.
"You must feel hungry." Kaname heard himself say and flushed again at the double meaning behind his choice of words. What a stupid thing to say. He was so unbalanced. He couldn't seem to get past the fact that Zero was naked on his couch! Kaname's mind reeled. If the hunter wanted to feed, Kaname was going to be very close to all that naked flesh. How was he going to stay calm with a very naked and aroused hunter sinking his fangs into him? Zero could be rough when he drank. He shouldn't like that but he did. Kaname felt foolish standing all the way over by the door. Unconsciously he drew a little closer.
Zero sat on the couch, feet flat on the floor. He was still watching Kaname intently as he spoke for the first time since he'd arrived, his voice low and rough. " I am hungry Kaname. Why don't you come here?"
Excitement flooded the pureblood's body as the hunter spoke. He moved closer facing the younger boy but still out of reach. He focused on Zero's face, trying not to look at the younger vampire's body. It was rude, plus it made him very aroused. He needed to focus and regain his mental footing.
Zero eyes traveled up over the brunette's body. He smiled, flashing his teeth and Kaname could see fangs gleaming. Zero's smile was predatory. "Take off your clothes for me Kaname." he said softly. "I want to see all of you. I want touch your body while I drink." Though the tone was mild it was clearly a demand, not a request.
Kaname inhaled sharply, his arousal jerking, at the command. Zero was telling him to strip for him and the pureblood was stimulated more than he had ever been. What was wrong with him? Was this the result of sharing his blood? Zero was just sitting there, hands resting on the couch on either side of his body but Kaname felt the hunter could make him climax just by using his voice. What was the hunter doing to him? Kaname heard a clink of metal and glancing down was almost horrified to see he'd already undone all of his shirt buttons and he was undoing his pants. The sound was his belt buckle as he undid it. Damn! He hadn't made a conscious choice, simply done as he was told. Now he couldn't very well stop without looking very stupid.
The pureblood tossed his hair out of his eyes and jutting his chin out defiantly, stepped out of his clothes and stood haughtily before Zero.
The hunter smirked and patted his thigh. Kaname was bewildered. "You want me to sit on your lap?" he asked incredulously.
"Straddle me while I feed." Zero said smoothly. He enjoyed the mixture of emotions fleeting across the pureblood's face, irritation, excitement, nervousness, anticipation, before the older vampire was able to school his features once more.
Kaname moved slowly to kneel over Zero, his movements less graceful and sure than usual. He straddled the hunter's thighs, facing him, holding his body high and away from the hunter, hands palming each elbow. The inside of his thighs burned where they touched the younger vampire's skin. He hesitated, unsure what to do. He almost wished he could move forward in time so they would have done this already and it was behind him. He couldn't remember a time when he had felt this unsure of himself, this unsettled.
The hunter felt fierce triumph as Kaname moved to kneel over him. He'd been right. Kaname was responding to his advances. The pureblood hadn't been able to stop himself from reacting to their kiss or the sight of Zero stripping. Zero hadn't really thought this far ahead, he was acting on instinct. He hadn't expected the pureblood to do as he asked so readily and he was almost unable to control his own desire. He wanted to touch the pureblood everywhere, he was in the full throes of blood lust now but it was much worse than usual because he was lusting for much more than Kaname's blood. His darker urges were clamouring for his attention; demanding he take his mate now. Zero struggled to keep his control. He didn't know about the pureblood but it was his first time, and at least Kaname's first time with him. He didn't want to rush this.
The hunter reached up and traced Kaname's lips with his fingers, savouring the feel of the smooth velvety skin against his sensitive fingertips. He was pleased to see his hand didn't look like it was shaking. The older vampire was trying to appear calm but the glitter in his eyes and the flush at his throat told Zero he wasn't as composed as he would seem. Zero moved his hand to caress the pureblood's neck. He could feel the tremble of Kaname's muscles transmitting through his thighs to Zero's body. The hunter brought his hand to Kaname's dark hair, watching the pureblood's face as he tightened his fist in the silky tresses, pulling Kaname towards him. The brunette moaned and caught his lip between his teeth as his body came into contact with Zero's. Zero pulled until the pureblood was off balance and he had to reach for Zero's shoulders to stop himself from toppling forwards. The pureblood's hands were hot on his skin, his fingers digging into the hunter as if he was still afraid of falling.
Kaname swallowed, flushing deeply as Zero caressed his throat with his lips and tongue. Zero had chosen his left side once again, the side already agonizingly sensitive to the hunter's bite. The hunter was nibbling and sucking the sensitive area, pausing between bites and kisses to murmur dark desires.
"I want to drink from you, I want to touch you, tease you, I want to be inside you. Do you want that Kaname?" the younger boy asked continuing to bite and lick Kaname's throat.
Did he want this? Kaname asked himself. If he gave himself to the hunter it couldn't be undone. Each time the younger boy fed, Kaname had become more addicted. Blood sharing with the hunter was pure pleasure but he wanted so much more. He had begun to hope Zero would accept him as his lover, would have understood the subtext of his words and actions, but he hadn't expected the hunter to be so natural to this role. His stomach was flip-flopping. His body felt like it was coming apart; like his skin was too small, stretched too thin over his bones. He couldn't think clearly right now. Zero's actions were unraveling him.
The hunter paused and gazed at Kaname, waiting for his answer. His eyes were crimson now, fangs fully extended. He shouldn't have been able to stop himself from tearing into Kaname's throat but still he waited. Kaname realized he had underestimated Zero. He had so much more control than Kaname had expected.
"I need to know you want this." Zero said. His fingers still tangled in Kaname's hair, his other hand stroking the brunette's hip, leaving fiery trails along the pureblood's skin.
Kaname felt a moment of utter panic. This was wrong. Purebloods weren't supposed to submit to anyone. They were supposed to be in control at all times. Weakness was ruthlessly exploited. But he wanted the hunter. He wanted this. Nothing the hunter could do to him sexually could permanently hurt him. He was practically immortal with superior healing abilities and strengths. Just once couldn't he allow himself something he really wanted?
Breathing in deeply, the brunette nodded once and Zero was on him. The hand stroking his hip grasped him, pulling his body down and close as Zero pierced the sensitive skin of his neck; the hunter's other hand fisting in his hair, tugging his head back, exposing more of his throat.
The hunter drank greedily, taking great gulps of Kaname's blood, rocking his teeth in and out of Kaname as he drank. The sensation was exquisite. Each time after the hunter swallowed, he thrust his teeth in, drawing more blood into his mouth, rocking against Kaname, causing their arousals to slip and slide against each other. The brunette almost sobbed at the duel sensations. It wasn't enough to bring him all the way to orgasm but he was balanced on the precipice. He was so close. He didn't want to climax like this. If Zero was going to take him he needed to be aroused. It would make it much easier for both of them wouldn't it? He was a pureblood. He could control his body. Surely the hunter would have taken enough soon. He could hang on a little longer couldn't he?
Eventually the hunter slowed, his movements lessened and he withdrew his fangs, licking the punctures roughly. The rough grasp on his hip eased and Kaname shifted his body back slightly, breathing shakily, his achingly sensitized length no longer touching the hunter's.
Zero drew back and wiped his mouth with the heel of his hand. Flicking his tongue out he licked the blood from the corners of his mouth and his palm.
Kaname watched entranced as Zero licked his fingers. His other hand pulled Kaname closer, their lengths touching again as he wrapped his hand around both of them, sliding his fist up and down their lengths experimentally, his eyes on Kaname's.
The brunette's pupils were fully dilated, his face flushed, hair damp around his face. His muscles were still trembling, his gaze locked on the hunter's. Zero let go of their arousals and regripped Kaname's length firmly. Zero's other palm slid around the pureblood's hip, stroking the smooth round muscles of his rear. He watched Kaname carefully as, raising his hand, he brought it down fast, striking the pale flesh with his palm and fingertips.
Kaname yelped and bucked as if he'd been stung by an insect. He looked at the hunter speechlessly. Zero had just slapped him and he had yelped like a girl! Feelings of embarrassment fought with the sensual feel of his aroused flesh sliding against the hunter's slick palm as Zero worked his hand in a smooth motion. It hadn't really hurt and Zero's palm caressed his skin, soothing away the sting. Kaname relaxed almost infinitesimally. Even as his mind registered Zero's hand was gone, he felt the air move as the hunter struck his cheeks delivering a series of sharp smacks. He should stop this. Really he should. But with each slap his erection slid in and out of Zero tight fist. None of the slaps were really painful but together they were making his skin burn. Endorphins were flooding his system and pleasure was overriding his inhibitions and embarrassment. Kaname was bucking and writhing as Zero drew intense sensations from him and he felt unable to stop his body from responding. In a way the sense of helplessness was liberating.
"Ah. Please…." Kaname moaned helplessly. He wasn't even sure what he was asking for.
Zero watched the brunette's face. The urge to smack his palm against Kaname's exquisite flesh had come out of nowhere and he had done it before he had really thought it through. He hadn't expected this reaction though. Kaname's erection had slid through his fist with the first slap, the already hard length becoming rigid in his grasp. The pureblood was such an image of sensuality. Aroused and naked, spread across the hunter's thighs with his eyes closed, checks and lips flushed, moaning in abandon as he writhed in Zero's hands.
"Please what? What do you want Kaname?" the hunter said huskily. Zero thought the pureblood was close to completion and the hunter wanted to bring him to climax. His hand continued to stroke Kaname's arousal. He leaned forward flicking his tongue over a taut nipple. "You like this Kaname?"
"Please… Ngh, ngh" Kaname sobbed as his body convulsed and he felt hot liquid splash over his thighs. His pleasure was intense, too intense. White light flared behind his eyes, his vision and hearing shorting out. And like a circuit that was overloaded his mind shut down.
The hunter held Kaname tightly, pulling his lover against his chest. Kaname's expression had been beatific as he climaxed. He stroked the shuddering body gently, ignoring his sticky stomach for now. Kaname's breaths were warm puffs of air against his throat, stimulating his sensitive neck, the sensation traveling straight to his groin and making his own arousal throb. The pureblood still seemed out of it; maybe that was a good thing right now. It might cause less discomfort to prep him Zero thought as he slid his hand down the pureblood's back and over the smooth round flesh. He slid a sticky finger against Kaname's entrance and pushed in gently.
Sensation returned first followed by sound. The pureblood became aware of Zero's fingers moving in him. The hunter was pressing them in and out firmly, gradually moving deeper. Kaname realized he was pushing back against them, making little inarticulate noises of pleasure with each thrust. He couldn't seem to stop himself.
"Kaname I need to move you, okay?" Zero murmured. He was sure they were both ready but the brunette was clinging to him and the angle was wrong. Kaname gave a little mewl of protest as Zero removed his fingers and turned them both so they were positioned sideways on the couch. The hunter paused briefly as his eyes traveled over the pureblood on his knees and elbows in front of him. Kaname had his head resting on his forearms, face turned to the side. His eyes were closed, hair dark and damp clinging to the nape of his neck. Zero could see each vertebrae along the curve of the pureblood's spine and the slightly reddened skin where Zero's hand had contacted his flesh. It must have been redder earlier but was fading quickly. Kaname opened his eyes and raised his head to look at Zero. The invitation in his expression was all Zero needed and he gripped the pureblood's hips with his hands as he eased himself slowly in.
Zero had been prepared to go slowly, to help the older boy become accustomed to the feeling of Zero inside him, but he slid in easily, his stomach tight against Kaname's back almost with the first stroke. It felt so natural, as if their bodies were made to fit to each other's and no one else's. He was enveloped in tight, satiny heat. The pureblood was rocking against him, perspiration dotting his skin, moaning softly as he moved with the hunter. The sensation was unbelievable and Zero moved smoothly and slowly at first. Soon though, the need to drive himself into his willing partner overcame his wish to make this last and his thrusts became more urgent.
As he moved closer to his own climax Zero wanted to bring Kaname with him. He eyed the long stretch of pale skin over Kaname's back and the damp tendrils of dark hair sticking to the brunette's neck. He was too far away and hunter wanted to press himself against Kaname, to kiss his throat and lips. Zero let go of Kaname's hips to lean forward. Wrapping his arms around Kaname's chest, he pulled them both upright.
The pureblood gave a startled cry as he was pulled backwards but the new angle was deeper and with every snap of his hips the hunter was stroking something inside him that threatened to bring him to a shattering climax. Zero had not let go and Kaname leaned back against the younger boy, hugging the arms that held him so tightly. He was almost there.
He was deep inside. The pureblood's scent was all around him, his lover's hands holding his own arms in place, keeping him firmly against him. Kaname was making keening sounds, slamming his body onto Zero's arousal and arching against him. Zero's vampire urges, awake since he had first scented Kaname when he arrived, took over and he sank his teeth into the junction of the brunette's neck and shoulder, holding him in place as he thrust his hips repeatedly.
Kaname screamed, spilling his seed, his muscles clenching as he rode out his climax. It was enough to send Zero spiraling over the edge of his own completion as he snapped his hips erratically a few more times before lowering Kaname to the couch and collapsing bonelessly on top of him.
Both vampires were shuddering and trembling. Zero was physically and emotionally exhausted and his arms were still wrapped tightly around Kaname, pinned underneath the pureblood. He should get them cleaned up and then leave but he just needed a minute. Just a minute Zero thought as his breathing slowed and he drifted off to sleep.