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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.

 

 

Your poison running through my veins.

 

 

“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.

 

 






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