Passion. [VK Kaname x Zero fanfic]

WARNING: This contains explicit sexual content. Kaname Kuran x Zero Kiryu, Passion. Kaname's breath shuddered as he inhaled. Zero felt it through his hand on the pureblood's side and where their hips were pressed together. "Z-Zero..." Kaname's soft voice was hazed with pleasure, exhaustion and need. Zero paused, giving Kaname a moment to breathe as he bent his head, his warm mouth lightly kissing and caressing one of the dark love bites he'd made on the neck of the other vampire's shoulder. It was so intoxicatingly rare... to see his marks lingering on his lover's pale, perfect skin. Kaname usually healed so fast that bruises disappeared in a matter of minutes. But now, after a brush with one of Zero's anti-vampire weapons, Kaname's vampire healing ability was temporarily supressed. Kaname moaned softly, fire trailing through his skin as he squirmed a bit impatiently, wanting Zero to hurry up and do something. He was burning in strange and unusual way and dispite the discomfort it was a complete turn-on. Knowing Kaname was already sore from last time, but un able to wait any longer with the provocative pureblood egging him on like that, Zero rocked his hips firmly against him again. Setting quickly into a rapid pace that made Kaname's body slide back and forth against the red silk sheets as he held him still. Kaname's fingers knotted in the bed covers and his head shot back against Zero's shoulder, a soft, hissing groan escaping between his teeth. "Uhn... not... not so fast..." he panted softly, pupils dialated in ecstasy, but body tense with the unusual sensations of something that bordered on pain but still felt delicious. Zero smiled against Kaname's skin, not immediately complying. "You're such a baby without your powers Kaname." he murmured teasingly as he bit down lightly on the skin under Kaname's mouth. He used his normal teeth and not his fangs, bruising the skin but not breaking it. It was amazing... to be able to mark him like this. Kaname's body bore the very visible signs of his lover's possession and passion. Actually, Zero wasn't being nearly as rough with Kaname as his body suggested. It seemed that once you took that special pureblood healing of his away Kaname's delicate skin bruised very easily, proven by the fact that he had Zero's fingerprint impressions all over him. In all honesty it turned Zero on almost unbearably. Kaname's head dropped, his hot forehead pressing against the cool sheets and he groaned, almost keening in his throat. "But... it aches..." he mumbled in a softly heated tone somewhere between embarrassed and bewildered. He wasn't used to having it linger like this. "Mmmm..." Zero responded in an amused and unsympathetic purr. Kaname was only just finding out? It must be nice. Welcome to my world... Kaname. "You're enjoying this too much." Kaname accused, unable to sound truly petulant with as much wanton heat as was burning in his breathless voice. The pureblood whimpered through his teeth, groaning a half delighted and half agonised expletive as Zero shifted slightly. "Hey, this was your idea." Zero murmured against Kaname's hair, his voice husky and his smile fond. "You wanted to know what it was like for a human remember?" Zero took pity on Kaname's antsy, squirming body and finally did slow down. However his slow movements just became more forceful and he savoured the way Kaname's back arched, pressing against his chest, letting him feel the pureblood's heart pounding hard in his chest. "Yeah, well it sucks." Kaname muttered, although the way his body shuddered in bliss and the soft, pleased growl that escaped him completely belied that statement. "I hope you're enjoying yourself Zero.. because there's no way i'm doing this..." Kaname's voice broke up and trailed off, his breath harshening as the fire inside him soared, building towards critical. It was obvious he was going to say 'again' but that wasn't what came out in the end. "... too often." he panted in a half moan instead. "Oh, god, Zero..." Zero just chuckled and kissed Kaname's shoulder adoringly, pressing his cheek to the other's hair, his own breath starting to become ragged as his motions quickened. Damn he loved this insufferable jerk.