Kanda landed right outside his doors, an almost unconscious Allen in his arms. His breathing was labored and Kanda knew he could do only one thing. After shifting into his more human-like form, Kanda rushed to his room, holding the poor wolf. When he got there, he set Allen gently down on the bed and whispered sweet nothings into his ear.
"You'll be alright, don't worry. This is going to sting at first," Kanda warned.
Kanda tilted Allen's head to the left, showing the mark the needle made in his neck. Kanda growled, thinking of the dark-haired man. Allen who wasn't fully awake, saw what Kanda was doing, tried to push him off, failing miserably.
"Don't worry, Allen, it will only take a minute," Kanda assured, catching Allen's hands in his own.
Allen's fuzzy brain couldn't make out what Kanda was saying, only that he could feel Kanda put his hands to his lips. The pleasant shock that came with it was something very new. For the both of them. Kanda didn't want to do it, but he knew he had to. He put his nose into Allen's shoulder, inhaling his sweet scent. He smelled of peppermint and pine, mixing the two in the most pleasant of ways. Kanda ghosted his lips over the point that the needle holding the wolfsbane had entered. Allen started to squirm, so Kanda pinned him to the mattress with his hips. With a soft warning, Kanda dug his fangs into Allen's neck. Pain shocked Allen, causing him to be hyper aware of Kanda's presence. His breath warming Allen's neck, the pang of his fangs biting into his throat, his very being on top of him. Then there was ecstasy. Allen's breath hitched, making Kanda smile against his skin. The struggling turned into clinging, trying to get more of the vampire's almond scent.
*He smells nice,* Allen thought causing Kanda to smirk.
Kanda, who was trying to concentrate on getting the wolfsbane, couldn't help but shiver as the wolf's blood slid down his throat. The wolf's moans and the way he was moving was not helping the vampire at all as he could feel his member to throb. A hand that was pinning one of Allen's moved to Allen's side. The wolf immediately let out a faint huff as a reaction and leaned into Kanda's hand. Kanda shifted, making it so that Allen could feel his heat more, knowing the state the wolf was in. Allen needed more of him or he would go mad. That's what his venom did to his mate even though it was designed to kill his prey, it had the opposite effect on Allen. Kanda removed his fangs gently licking at the wounds causing them to heal letting the wolf settle. Kanda looked at at Allen's face, shifting from his neck. Allen was a vision. His checks were bright red, his eyes still lidded from the lust the venom gave him. He was panting, his peppermint smell being blown by his breath. Allen wrapped his arms around Kanda's neck, tried pulling him closer but, Kanda held firm.
"Not yet, love. Wait..." Kanda hummed.
"Kanda-" Allen breathed, and his eye flashing a liquid gold.
"No. Please rest." Kanda ordered.
Kanda left the room, leaving the younger to cool down. A smell hit Kanda's nose, one of ash and pepper. A small frown pulled at Kanda's lips, and he sped to the main entrance. Standing there was another immortal, much like himself, though he was a bit younger than the ancient. He had long, flaming hair. Half of his face was covered in a mask for reason's that were not known. The bridge and a single frame hung on his nose, shielding his warm, milk brown eyes. A small cigarette laid in his mouth, smoke rising from the end.
"Cross, long time no smell." Kanda huffed, hinting at a small inside joke.
"Awe, come on, Kanda, I'm just curious. Smells almost like you have a wolf in heat in here." Cross grunted, not hiding his amusement.
"That's none of your business!" Kanda snapped.
"Oh~ You do?" Cross grinned wickedly.
"No. You can smell him, so I'll admit to having the wolf here. He's not in heat, though..." the older vampire admitted.
Even though a small part wished the wolf was.
"I wanna see!" With that, Cross blurred out of view, Kanda panicking behind him.
Cross followed his nose, finding a sleeping Allen. Cross crossed his arms, look at the boy, thinking he had seen him before. Kanda walked up beside him, fuming.
"You better not wake him up." Kanda hissed in warning.
"where'd you find 'im?" Cross questioned.
"Stuck in a few traps around the house." Kanda answered.
"Wasn't he taken by those Noah weirdos?" Cross asked. Kanda's body went rigid.
Though he had heard of the Noah in his long years, he had never encountered one until recently. He already didn't like them. Cross took Kanda's response as a yes, and headed in. Knowing that Cross would never hurt the boy, Kanda followed slowly. Cross looked at the boy's neck, looking for a bite-mark. Allen's head was tilted to the left, hiding the the mark. Cross used his finger to guide his head to the right, Kanda hissing behind him. There, and the hollow of his neck, was Kanda's teeth marks. Even though they had been fully healed, Cross could still see them. Cross raised a brow to the raven, watching silver eyes narrow.
"What? Just curious," Cross shrugged.
*Count... Allen is waking...*
As if on cue, Allen's eyes opened up, staring at Cross, who was inches from his face at this point. Allen yelped, and slashed at the red-head. Cross moved out of the way gracefully, and Kanda walked up to the frightened wolf, calming with only his presence.
"Morning," Kanda chuckled.
"Morning?" Allen greeted.
"You slept maybe twenty minutes," Kanda summed bluntly.
"Who?" Allen questioned.
*Cross Marian...*
*Cross...*
Figures danced around Cross, calling out the older man's name.
"Cross?" the wolf questioned, and both of the other males only look at him.
"And how would you know that?" Cross questioned, pulling out another cigarette, though no one saw him dispose of the first.
"They told me," Allen said, pointing at the spirits.
The two immortals didn't notice that Allen's left eye had transformed. It was now black as ink with vibrant glowing red circles in it. They both looked, but saw nothing.
"He must see the spirits," Kanda pondered.
"The ones you keep as pets?" Cross scoffed, angering the spirits around him. "Alright, I've seen you toy poodle, I'm out," and Cross vanished.
"Toy... poodle..." Allen sniffed, his wolven pride hurt.
"Now, now," Kanda purred.
"I'm am a prideful wolf! How dare he!" Allen grumbled.
"You weren't to prideful when it was only you, me, and the moonlight," Kanda smirked as he watched the wolf's face go the brightest red he has ever seen.
This caused the vampire to laugh.
"Now hold still, I have to take care of that silver branded into your skull." Allen knew that he could trust Kanda as the vampire extended his fangs pricking one of his fingers.
Kanda dropped some of his blood on the wound causing it to fizz and pop. Allen's claws dug into Kanda's body as he bit down on his lips with his fangs. The wound healed leaving no trace of the silver but now much like the jagged scar was a permeant part of Allen.
"There now... you should rest. You have been through a lot." Kanda stated as he moved to leave.
"Please don't leave me alone..." Allen whimpered.
"If that is what you wish. Then I will stay."