Vampire Knight Fan Fiction ❯ The Black Sincerity ❯ Rage & Desire ( Chapter 8 )

Chapter Eight: Rage and Desire

 

*WARNING* This chapter contains very mature material that is not suitable for all readers. You have been warned.

 

Author's Note: This is my first errr mature content scene so please be gentle with your criticisms. And yes I will admit I read too much Shinjo Mayu manga… :-P

 

Kaname stood at the window, watching the storm with increasing frustration. He was hungry and angry. His own hunger was already insatiable when he smelled Yuki's blood on the wind. It made him crazy with desire. Not only to take her blood but her body as well; to make her well and truly his. But no, she was giving her precious blood to Zero, it was to him that she surrendered this gift to. His hand curled into a fist and he slammed it against the stone windowsill. He put his head against the cool windowpane, hoping it could cool his temper.

 

Suddenly he heard the door close, and whirling around he caught sight of Ren. Her hair hung around in shining cords, wet from the rain and her uniform was plastered to body.

 

“What are you doing here?” he growled. She raised an eyebrow at him.

 

“I can feel your hunger all the way across the academy,” he watched as she pulled off her jacket and loosened her necktie.

 

“GET OUT! I don't want you here,” She paused and looked at him.

 

“You're being ridiculous.” Her mouth hardened into a thin line.

 

“I said GET OUT!” Her eyes flashed in anger and she stepped forward with leonine grace, stalking him from across the room.

 

“No.” He went to open his mouth but she stalled him with a raised finger, “I know I'm not the one you want right now. But considering the ill-effects of you biting my sister, I'll have to do. Do you want to let your hunger grow, until you can't stand it and then you maul her death,” her voice had dropped to a low purr. “You've protected her all your life Kaname, but can you protect her from yourself?”

 

He felt a sharp pain, like a lightening bolt, sear his chest at the thought of Yuki lying bloodless on the floor. He would never do that, never. He felt his anger rise and focus on Ren. With five steps he was in front of her, ripping her shirt open with one hand and yanking her hair away with the other.

 

“Is this what you want little witch? Hmmm?” he asked cruelly, his fangs millimeters away from her exposed throat. Viciously he bit into the tender skin of her neck. He felt her cry out in pain, her hands futilely pushing at his chest.

 

But once the first drop of hot delicious blood touched his tongue he couldn't stop. He curled is hands around her waist and lifted her up, carrying her to the couch. Without a break in his feeding he sat down with her reclined across his lap, supported by one arm. He could feel her pulse racing and couldn't resist running his hand over her left breast to feel her heart pounding frantically. His hand slid lower until it rested in the valley of her abdomen, cupping her waist. Slowly he moved his hand up and down the line of her torso, like a cat flexing its claws in pleasure. He felt her body slowly relax. She moaned quietly and the sound nearly sent him over the edge. He began to feed at a faster pace, sucking the life right out of her.

 

It was only when his appetite was curbed that he realized that she was completely limp her head lolling over his arm. He pulled back and stared at her pale lifeless form. Putting his face close to hers he could only feel a very slight breath coming from her still lips. The contact left a smear of her own blood on her cheek. Filled with remorse and guilt he wiped it away, all the while whispering apologies. Picking her up he felt the side of one of her breasts pushed up against him. He looked down and realized that when he had ripped open her shirt, he had also ripped open her bra. Lifting her up had caused the fabric to part, showing the deep valley between the swell of her white breasts.

 

Kaname felt his loins stir with desire, despite the intense anguish he was in. He mentally shoved it away, reminding himself that this was Yuki's sister and he had just drunk almost all of her blood. He laid her carefully on the bed but when he went to close her shirt his hand lingered there before he snatched it away. But he couldn't control his curiosity. Staying away from her breasts he ran a gentle finger on the contours of her mark where the leaves met under her breasts. When her skin began to grow warm against his finger he was puzzled, not realizing the warning it held.

 

Suddenly it was like his whole body was on fire, pain rippling through his body in waves. Looking down he saw the golden glow coming from her mark and realized that was the source of this pain. He ripped his hand in away but not in time to escape falling into oblivion.

 

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Ren was just waking when she felt the heaviness over her abdomen and thighs. Weakly she sat up and then her eyes grew wide. Kaname lay across her, passed out. Seeing the burn on his fingers she realized what he had done.

 

“Kaname?” she called out quietly and put her hand on his shoulder to shake him. He was cold, too cold she realized. Panicking she sat up too quickly and the room spun. After waiting for the room to return to normal she pushed him over so he was lying on the bed. Without a moment's hesitation she was sat astride his hips and ripped open his shirt. Placing both hands on his chest she sent a bolt through his heart to restart it. She was relieved when she heard an unsteady staccato beat. Leaning forward she pinched his nose and placed her lips on his, forcing air down into his lungs. She sat back and began chest compressions.

 

As Ren leaned down to give him air again, he woke and sat up quickly. The movement caused Ren to fly backwards. The two of them just stared at each other. Ren lay with her legs apart, on either side of his chest. Her skirt had flown up exposing her panties but covering up her belly button. She had landed on her elbows which now had a pool of fabric around them, as her shirt had fallen off. Ren's bare breasts heaved slightly in the moonlit bedroom. Kaname tore his eyes away from them and realized that Ren was staring at his chest. His shirt had fallen down too, exposing his chest. In the moonlight Ren thought it looked like a perfect marble sculpture. Raising her eyes she saw that Kaname was looking at her and she blushed.

 

“I'm surprised you even have the blood left to blush,” Kaname said breaking the moment of tension.

 

“Yeah” Ren agreed breathlessly, whether from weakness or desire, Kaname couldn't tell. Realizing that her skirt was laying the wrong direction on her body, Ren slapped it back into place blushing even harder. She tried to sit up but realized that her shirt had made an effective pair of elbow cuffs. “Um…could you help me?” she asked her cheeks scarlet with embarrassment.

 

Kaname leaned over and tugged the shirt collar up and over her shoulders but made the mistake of looking in her eyes. Desire, hot and burning, flashed between them in that glance. With lost reason, Kaname kissed Ren gently at first but more passionately at her receptiveness. Her hands flew around his neck and she wound her fingers in his hair. Feeling her breasts pressed against his chest, Kaname cupped her head and leaned back bringing her with him.

 

He trailed his lips down her jaw line and then gently bit her chin. Kaname smiled at her small gasp. Ren flatten her hands against his chest, and then trailed her fingers lightly over his nipples. Kaname shuddered.

 

“You've done this before,” he accused softly, his breath hot on her collarbone. She shook her head

 

“No I..Oh!” she cried out in surprise as his lips fastened on her right nipple. Ren began to tremble as hot desire swamped her body. In the small sane part of her brain she realized she had been worried about the whole fang thing but apparently Kaname was an expert at wielding his fangs. Ren arched her back, supported by his strong arms. Spasmodically she clenched her fingers in his hair.

 

Oh how she needed! She began to squirm instinctively against the hardness in Kaname's pants.

 

“I-I need…” she cried out. Kaname hissed against her chest,

 

“Yesss I know. I know” Supporting her with one hand, his other hand slid down her body pushing both her skirt and panties aside. Such heat, he thought, amazed by her reaction. Moving his fingers expertly he smiled when he heard her cry out.

 

“You've, You've done this before!” she panted.

 

“No comment” he said when he felt her body begin to move reflexively against him. He looked at her face and saw that she was flushed with her eyes glazed over. Her voice began to rise in pitch as her gasps became shorter and more frequent. “No not yet.” Kaname said as he pulled his hand away. He chuckled when he saw her glazed expression become confused. She opened her mouth to protest but he stalled her by putting his finger against her lips. Ren's eyes widened as she smelled herself on his fingers.

 

“Good things come to those who wait,” he said as he pulled his shirt completely off. Getting up on his knees he pushed Ren back onto the bed. She stared up at him as he loomed over her. Ren felt his hands warm and soft at the waist of her panties and just stared while he pulled them down and off. He already had lifted her to his mouth before it dawned on her what he was going to do, and by that time it was too late protest. His even cleverer tongue replaced his fingers and it wasn't long before Ren was clenching the sheets and wailing with the power of her climax.

 

Kaname sat back on his knees and licked his lips while watching her breath heavily, her eyes closed. She was still trembling when he lay down on top of her supporting himself on his elbows. Using his thumbs he stroked her eyebrows until she looked up at him.

 

“You looked adorable,” he said as he leaned down and kissed her. Ren kissed him back with all her passion, trying, somehow, to express her gratitude. Suddenly he pulled back and he looked at her,

 

“I know this is wrong, and if you want to stop now we can.” Ren looked into his serious eyes and shook her head,

 

“No. Don't stop.” As Kaname covered her in kisses, she fought with herself over her decision. She knew that once they took this step they could never go back. But neither of them could really stop now, they were in too deep and so Ren gave into the moment. Kaname sat up and pulled his pants off before laying back down on her. In response, Ren wrapped her legs around him, holding his hard hot body tightly against hers. His hands went around her hips as he slowly pushed into her. Ren's eyes began to tear up at the pain. Kaname stopped and looked down at her,

 

“It will only hurt this once,” he promised before kissing he gently on the nose. She nodded and buried her head against his shoulder. Ren couldn't keep the cry of pain from slipping past her lips as he entered her completely.

 

He stopped and gently wiped the tears away from her cheeks.

 

“Are you okay?” he asked. Ren nodded her head vigorously. He nuzzled her neck while slowly flexing his hips, “Don't worry I'll make you feel better,” he whispered, his hand going between their bodies.

 

They climaxed together, sweating and breathing heavily. Kaname collapsed next to Ren pulling her close to him. He stroked her hair gently and asked,

 

“How are you doing,” Ren gave a short laugh,

 

“Just fine,” she replied flippantly but added at his serious look, “I'm a little sore but that'll fade,” Ren yawned and he smiled,

 

“Wore you out didn't I,”

 

“Wipe that smirk off your face. First you suck me dry and then you make love to me, I'm entitled to be tired!” Ren smacked Kaname with a pillow and then lay back down in the crook of his arm.

 

It wasn't long before her breathing evened out into the rhythm of sleep. Kaname watched her sleep and stroked her hair. He had made wild passionate love to Yuki's sister. He knew he was wrong, he knew he should have stopped it before it started but, he admitted to himself, he had honestly desired Ren. She hadn't been a replacement for Yuki; He hadn't pictured Yuki under him instead of Ren. He covered his face with one hand in dismay and caught the scent of Ren on his fingers. Looking down at her he whispered,

 

“You're so beautiful like this,” He kissed her gently on the forehead, “but what have we wrought this night,”