Your pain = my thrill.
【Venom】
Senses
heightened, vision blurred, Zero sank his teeth deep into the flesh.
He
sucked hard, savouring the taste of the bittersweet crimson, his tongue lapping
greedily against the wound he inflicted.
The
brunette gave a throaty groan, arching his back up for a moment.
His
hand fumbled over the ground, trying to find the chain attached to Zero’s
neck.
Twirling
his fingers around the metal links, he yanked it hard, pulling the boy away from
his shoulder. Zero fell unwilling onto his lap, growling, his voice filled with
anger and pure animalistic hunger.
“Enough.
You know the rules, my pet.” His voice haunting and sadistic, dipped with
absolute domination.
Kaname
walked his fingers across Zero’s cheek, accidentally slicing the skin with his
nails. He stopped, soothing the wound with his mouth, kissing it until the
bleeding had stopped.
“Now
go on. You know I can’t give you your ‘treat’, unless you do something for
me first.”
Zero
hissed in frustration, refusing to look at his master’s eyes. The ropes around
his wrists were beginning to burn, cutting painfully into his skin as he
continues to struggle.
I
wanna hurt you just to hear you screaming my name.
Mentally
pushing his pride away, Zero manages to shuffle forward to the best of his
ability, his arms unable to move, as they were restricted behind his back.
Is
this my punishment for dealing with the devil?
“Kiss
me, Zero.”
Swallowing
hard, Zero closed his eyes and followed his command.
Their mouths joined, tongues twisted, collided against each other. Sweat adorned their pale skin, chains, leather and ropes between their embrace.
Your
lips so hot.
Your
web I’m caught.
Pushing
back a small whimper of pain, Zero realised he couldn’t ignore the hands,
which were wondering—lingering, teasingly close to his arousal.
His
legs clamped tighter around the brunette’s waist, allowing Zero to slide
closer into his arms. He could still taste his blood burning in his veins,
dripping down the side of his mouth.
Kaname’s
blood has poisoned Zero ever since the first time he tasted it.
Only
his blood could awaken every vampiric urge in his semi-mortal body.
Only
his blood could make him feel so... alive.
“Mmm...”
The sound slipped from the brunette’s mouth, their half naked bodies rubbing
dangerously against his each other.
Tilting
back slightly to rest on his beige armchair, Kaname placed his hands on either
side of Zero’s waist, lifting him off his body for a moment.
The
brunette dragged his tongue across his lips for a second, in order to taste the
fading scent of the silver-haired boy from their kiss before.
“You
know what to do.” He whispered, loosing his hold around the chain so his
victim could have some room to move.
Hesitating,
Zero lowered himself onto Kaname’s arousal, the agonizing sensation causing
his body to bend back in pain. Upon recovery, he shifted himself momentarily,
trying to adjust to the uncomfortable position.
Tired
of waiting, the brunette pushed his hips up, slamming harshly into Zero’s
body. His hand remained on either
side of this waist, pulling his victim down in rhythm with every one of his
violent thrusts.
Zero
bowed his head, trying to hide his face under his silver band, while his body
moving obediently against the brunette. He cried his name in sheer desperation
through parted lips, their skin sliding against each other easily between a
sleek layer of sweat.
Zero
gasped heavily for his breath, the tightly bounded leather corset on his upper
body was suffocating, strangling him, sending him into a semi-illusional
state.
The
flicking candles around the room caused his sweat to glisten. Not only on his
body, but on his leather outfit too.
Black
lace on sweat.
He
was a slave to his passion.
Every
time Kaname ordered him to fuck, he did it with pleasure, even if he does not
show it on his face.
But
he was doing it for himself, and not for him.
By
having sex, he could experience the highest form of bliss.
Tenderness
and cruelty, pleasure and pain, longing and fulfilment, as well as many other
sentiments that he could not put down in words.
“…”
His
mouth fell open in a silent scream, his voice unable to escape. Fangs bit
carelessly into his bottom lip, trying to regain control as the emotions
intertwined together, threatening to take hold of his body. His body shuddered,
flushing a deep red as he raced closer and closer towards his orgasm.
A
familiar feeling of despair mixed with satisfaction bestowed upon his exhausted
body, the ravishment bordering upon something like a heavenly woe.
“Zero...”
Kaname hissed underneath him, signalling the end of their dance.
Falling
weakly onto the brunette’s chest, Zero searched frantically for the wound that
he was biting before.
“Go
on, I know you’re dying of blood thirst.” The brunette invited, moving his
head to the side before pushing away his hair. “You deserve your prize after
such a nice performance.”
Upon
hearing his approval, Zero began to feast immediately. He was lusting for the
taste of his blood again, after being deprived of it for so long.
Kaname chuckled, running a hand through Zero’s hair as he drank without the slightest hesitation.
“I
told you this little relationship of ours wouldn’t be so bad. This way, we
both get we want, correct?”
Zero
burrowed his eyebrows together, trying to block Kaname’s words out of his
mind. He knew the situation was unbearable. He hated the idea of being his
plaything.
But
until the day he finds a way to suppress his vampiric urges, he had to remain
under his control.
When
that day comes, he shall laugh in his face before releasing himself from the
wretched chains of bondage.
But
there was one more issue, a issue that Zero couldn’t stop pondering about...
What
would become of him after they had separated? Would he constantly ache for him
physically?
Would
he miss the way he dominated him, the way he kissed and fucked him...?
The
answer was fairly obvious. He would miss it. Alot.
‘Enjoy
it while it lasts Kuran, because no matter how attached to you I may seem, you
mustn’t forget that this is only a temporary arrangement.’
But
for now,
Zero
was willing to let him win.
Fin.