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Hari can say that Kai is still angry.
The vampire hides it well, but Hari can see it. When they reach the den, they moved after the incident in the hotel, Kai, very carefully, closes the door of the car they stepped out of. When Hari looks over his shoulder, he can see that the metal of the handle is bent.
Hari doesn't say anything and instead follows Kai into the building. The others, probably sensing their leader's sour mood, quickly disappear from their company and Hari is left with staring at the back of Kai's neck as the vampire slowly walks.
He told himself he wouldn't think about it but the memory of the hunter on the couch, sitting there with bran new collar surfaces his mind.
Hari allows himself to clench his jaw. It's only Kai and him now, anyway. He doesn't, however, allow himself to reach for his own neck. He is sure the walls of the manor were soundproof, but he isn't sure if Kai didn't actually hear what Dabi said about him.
Shame and jealousy burn inside him dangerously. Dabi might as well call him a blood whore.
He takes a deep breath and chases the thoughts away. They are almost in Kai's room and Hari doesn't want to channel too much of the turmoil that's going on inside him through the bond. Kai hasn't rested for days. It was about time for him to lie down.
The vampire demolishes these hopes when he opens the door to his room and looks at Hari with knowing, amber eyes look at him. "Too late for that. Get inside, Chrono."
Hari feels his breath hitch. He expected to be sent into his own rooms. It's a couple of weeks since Kai fed on him directly but it's still pretty soon for another feeding.
However, despite these thoughts, his legs are already moving him to Kai's bedroom. The vampire didn't even have to make the command through bond, never has to. Hari would never think about disobedience of anything Kai could tell him to do.
The room is dark and cold, and Hari resists the shiver going through his body. If he is lucky, Kai will warm him up.
Another wave of shame goes through him, this time from the expectations. Whatever Kai wants, Kai shall get. There is nothing for Hari to decide. Not to mention Kai is keeping the bond silent on his end and Hari can't tell what the vampire is thinking. Which usually means either of two things – Kai will simply feed off him to chase of thirst, or he will properly mess him up.
"Which one would you prefer, Chrono?" Kai questions quietly into the room, proving once more that he is paying very careful attention to the bond.
Instead of an answer, Hari closes the door behind himself, stealing away any light there could be in the room. He stares into the glowing amber eyes. He can feel cold shiver go down his spine. There's something about being alone in the small room with a predator who could so easily kill him before he'd even had a chance to realize what's going on.
"Undress," Kai's voice is deep as he commands. The amber eyes are still watching him from the darkness from safe distance.
Hari gulps and does as he is told. The raincoat is the first to go. He lets it fall on the ground, fighting the need to fold it. But he knows better than to do something Kai didn't directly tell him to do. The shirt underneath is next. It slips easily down from his shoulders. He doesn't try to be hot as he undresses because Kai didn't tell him to.
Pants are the last. He bends down to step out of them and when he looks up, the amber eyes are no longer at the other end of the room. A shiver goes down his spine and he fights a moan as he feels cold, voluntarily breath on the back of his neck, playing with his air. He almost jerks away when he feels a hand on his hip.
The vampire behind him takes in a deep breath, right under Hari's ear, taking in the scent. His own heart is pounding already in his ears, his body sweaty and his mouth is watering. His cock is getting harder.
His body knows when a bite is coming very well.
"All that time," Kai murmurs and Hari trembles when the lips brush against his ear. "I was there with that asshole, discussing, I could feel you… I'd never thought you'd be a jealous type."
Hari gulps and tries not to tremble when the cold hand moves, slowly, caressing the skin of his stomach up his chest. Kai's thumb brushes against his nipple and his breath hitches involuntarily. He can't say if Kai is enjoying his reaction since the man behind him is awfully quiet and doesn't let anything to soak through the bond either.
"I was almost ashamed of you," Kai continues and Hari closes his eyes, already knowing it's going to be one of those nights. "Do you think the others couldn't say how jealous you were as if a human like you could have any claims on me? My own assistant. The only human of my coven with any privileges… acting like common blood whore."
Hari's breathing is getting heavier and his cock gives another twitch.
"I'm sor-"
Fingers wrap themselves around his throat, tight and firm. He instinctively grabs the wrist of Kai's arm, but he doesn't make the mistake of trying to pull it away. Meanwhile, Kai's other arm hugs Hari around his slender waist, pulling him against the other man. He can feel the fabric of Kai's clothes, yet another reminder of Hari's place.
"I didn't give you a permission to speak, did I?" Kai snarls lowly into Hari's ear.
Hari quickly shakes his head. He is rewarded by the thumb gently pressing into his neck, feeling the pulse going through it and lips touching his ear lightly again before Kai commands.
"Get on the bed."
Hari bites down on his lip. Not hard enough to draw blood because he knows Kai, knows how he gets like this. He doesn't want this to be over too soon. The hands around him disappear and he moves on legs that he would never admit feel too wobbly.
He knows Kai's rooms by the memory, even in the complete darkness. He easily finds it, his fingers gently touching the mattress. He climbs into the bed, breathing in deeply Kai's scent.
He almost asks Kai how he wants him but then thinks better off it.
"Kneel down and grab your ankles," this time, when the vampire speaks, Hari feels the tug of the bond, wrapped tight around him like invisible chains, moving his body without needing his permission. He knows if he tried to disobey the comment, the chains would only grow tighter.
There is no escape from Kai now, nor will there ever be. Not that Hari would ever want anyway.
"I want your face pressed into the mattress with your ass up," he hears Kai's voice somewhere behind him, too sweet with only hoarse undertone. "If you're going to behave like a whore you will get treated like one."
Hari closes his eyes a very soft moan escaping his lips. He tightens the grip on his ankles.
He feels the mattress shift under Kai's weight as the vampire climbs behind him. Cold fingers gently touch Hari's ankle and he jerks as if he was burnt by the light touch. Slowly, the fingers run up Hari's leg, to his knee. Then, Kai pushes him apart.
"You do make a good view," Kai purrs, the hands move up again, across Hari's thighs. This time, he can feel the nails scratching the soft skin before they settle on his ass. He rubs small circles with his thumbs into the skin.
Hari clenches his teeth and squeezes his eyes shut. Just few light touches and his whole body is trembling like leaf in a wind.
The hand continues its journey down Hari's spine, cold and possessive. They touch him all over his back, feeling the soft, smooth skin.
"It's such a shame you ruin it with your obnoxious behavior, Hari," Kai growls and, without warning, Hari feels sharp sting of pain as the loud smack fills the air.
The silver-haired man groans and instinctively tries to squirm away but his hands can't leave his ankles.
"You, Hari, need to realize one thing," Kai says smacking the other cheek, hard enough to make Hari bite down on his lip. A whine escapes his lips anyway, his cheeks burn so nicely, and he knows Kai can barely feel anything on his palms.
Hari feels a hand in his hair, pulling him up. He gulps knowing he already looks pathetic. Painfully hard, his cheeks red and his lips swollen from how hard he bit down.
The bond eases it's grasp on his body and he sighs with relief when he can stop bending his body at uncomfortable ankle to be help up by his hair. Amber eyes glow heatedly in the dark. Kai doesn't let go of Hari's hair, still holding him up by them.
Hari hopes the vampire is listening through the bond as he sends of his desperation through, hoping the other man will take some mercy on him.
The only indication that he noticed Hari's growing need, however, is only when the vampire smiles. It's a soft smile but there is spark in the amber eyes which lets Hari know there will be no mercy tonight. The vampire raises his other hand. At least he took off his gloves already, Hari thinks, his mind slightly dizzy when Kai runs his thumb over Hari's lower lip, smearing away the small amount of blood Hari accidently left there when he bit down.
The silver-haired man shivers and resists the urge to wrap his lips around the thumb and suck it. Instead, he can only watch weakly as Kai brings the thumb to his lips. Hari's breathing is labored as he sees the white, sharp canines. He can feel his own body craving the bite again he moment the red liquid touches Kai's tongue, and there is crimson spark in the vampire's eyes.
"Kai-" he babbles before he can stop himself.
The slip earns him a slap so fast Hari doesn't even know when the hand left his hair. The strike is so powerful he falls down on the bed and he moans into the pillow. His whole cheek is on fire as he tries to push himself back up immediately, but his head is too dizzy.
Kai sighs above him. "And this is what I'm talking about, Hari. What you need to realize, is that you are mine, but I am a privilege to you. For example," he presses his palm into Hari's hair, pushing him back down, face into the pillow, making him moan. "If I decided to let Eight Expendables in right now and let them all fuck you, there is nothing you could do to stop it. If I decided to replace you with someone else, you couldn't do anything. Do you understand now, Hari?"
Hari feels tears stinging in his eyes from the blow. His voice is muffled by the ankle of his neck and the pillow under him. "Yes, I am yours."
Kai laughs and Hari almost sobs out at the sound. The hand is still holding his head down while Kai's other disappears for a moment before he places it at the crook of his ass.
"There is a good whore," Kai praises and then, without any warning, presses the fingers into him.
Hari shudders at the feeling, his body squirming but it doesn't stop the fingers moving deeper inside him. Kai doesn't bother with being gentle, doesn't bother with exploring Hari inside. He already knows him too well, knows where to touch and where to push to make him clench around him, to make him whimper through gritted teeth.
This time, Kai's fingers don't seek the spot inside Hari to make him writhe in pleasure, no. They spread him with hard scissoring movements. He just wants Hari to be prepared for him, just so he can use him without hurting himself.
Kai's name is dragging out of Hari's throat, desperate at the feeling of not very gentle fingers that are preparing him for whatever use Kai will see fit. He shudders at the thought.
"You like that, Hari?" Kai purrs, his hand moving down from the silver locks to wrap the fingers around Hari's neck and squeezes, the fingers dig into the skin hard enough to bruise. "Do you want me to use you like a common blood whore you are?"
Hari chokes, the fingers around his neck steal away his breath and his words. He can only nod weakly instead. The movement of his hips to get the fingers deeper inside of him is not intentional but his body craves everything it knows Kai can give to him.
"Stay still!" Kai hisses, jerking him with the hand on his neck.
Hari can feel his head pulsing as it's missing the oxygen, the fingers painfully digging into his neck, marking him down. He can only squeeze his eyes shut and grasp at the sheets beneath him helplessly as he forces his abused body to go still.
The grip on his neck eases, just a bit to let him cough in a breath.
"See, you can be a good whore when you really want," Kai praises in soft tone. It contrasts with the rough way the fingers scissor him again and the way he is still pushing him into the mattress by the neck.
Hari can only whine again and nod.
The preparation is short and they both know it when Hari's body jerks as Kai withdraws his fingers. The silver-haired man still feels awfully empty without the fingers inside and he moans softly at the feeling.
He doesn't move though; he knows better than to do that without permission. He lies there, breathless, his hard cock leaking precum at the sheets underneath him. He whimpers when Kai's hand finds his hip again, the touch light but making Hari's breath hitched anyway.
"You are always so sensitive every time I touch you," Kai purrs almost admirably and he tugs at the hip, turning the man on his back. "It would look cute if you didn't look so repugnant. One of these, I'm gonna take a picture and show you," Hari trembles again, squeezing his eyes shut, moaning at the degrading words that make his cock twitch in interested – and Kai's not finished. "Sweaty and panting like a bitch in heat, Hari. I'll make you look at it while I fuck you, so you know how pathetic you look. So, you know how grateful you should be I'm even considering to putting a cock into that slutty hole of yours."
It's so rare for Kai to talk so vulgar even during their little sessions. Hari tries to bite down on his lips again but when Kai touches his thigh, moving it gently in contrast to his harsh words, spreading the silver-haired man so he can be open and completely exposed in front of him, Hari can't stop the words from escaping his lips. "M-Master, please…"
The amber eyes glow in the dark and he smiles softly, moving closer to the hot body underneath him, his knees under Hari's thighs, lifting his hips up. Kai is still completely dressed, and the fabric is cold and smooth against Hari's heated skin.
He feels one Kai's hand run across Hari's chest, feeling the skin, until he grabs him by the nipple and when he twists, the silver-haired man rolls his eyes into the back of his head. Kai's words fill his ears: "There it is. A whore knowing its place. Put your hands on the headboard, whore, and don't let go."
Hari's whimper fills the air as a shiver goes down his spine at being called an 'it.' He doesn't have to think about the command, his trembling hands move on their own, the weak fingers wrapping around the headboard. There is no need for ropes or for the words to tug at the blood bond between them. Hari's own devotion is binding him to Kai's will more than anything else ever could.
There is an affectionate nudge against Hari's hazy and heated mind, first time tonight that Kai lets him feel his presence and reminder that he is there, always feeling him, and clearly pleased with Hari.
The silver-haired man opens his eyes and looks at the vampire above him. His look wavers when Kai stops twisting his nipple and rubs it instead with his thumb. He moans, the touch suddenly too much.
"Who do you belong to?" Kai demands.
"You, master," Hari doesn't need to think about the answer.
Kai grins. He places one hand by Hari's head and leans down on it, one knee moving up spreading Hari's legs some more. The vampire makes sure their chests are not touching, doesn't give Hari everything he wants, but he still has the smaller man groaning loudly when the fabric of his pants presses the tender skin of his cock. He can feel Kai's own hard member pressing against his. Desperately, Hari grips the headboard tighter, fighting the urge to roll his hips against the other man. He can only whimper helpless.
He shivers when Kai leans down some more, his eyes roll into the back of his head and he tilts it backwards, exposing his throat in quiet offering when he feels Kai's cold breath at the scarred skin of his throat, his whole body squirming. And Kai demands: "And what are you?"
Hari feels Kai's hand between them and hears the quiet sound of belt being unbuckled. A shiver goes down his spine in anticipation.
"A whore, master," he says quickly, trying to move his neck closer to the mouth.
For a very brief moment, he can feel the cold lips, the nose pressed into his skin, the breath, and he almost cries in euphoria.
Then, he hears Kai click his tongue and the man pulls away. Hari does cry but it's a needy sound. It's then he realizes he moved without permission.
"You were doing so good," Kai complains in disappointed voice that makes Hari want to beg for forgiveness, his glowing amber eyes sinking into the other man's.
The silver-haired man does even open his mouth, but the vampire gives him a warning look that makes him whine and close his mouth.
"I suppose we will have to teach you some manners tonight," Kai promises darkly.
Hari bites down on his lips again, his knuckles are white from how hard he is grabbing the headboard, but he doesn't care. His breathing gets heavier as he watches Kai. The vampire, very slowly, takes the tie around his neck and throws it away. Hari clenches his jaw, begging in his head hoping the other man listens, as Kai then undoes one, two top buttons of his shirt. Then, he rolls up the sleeves, revealing the strong beautiful hands that could so easily take Hari apart, completely destroy him.
He looks casual doing so, almost bored. As if Hari isn't anything else a task to do. The thought makes Hari shiver again.
The silver-haired man gulps when, finally, Kai pulls out his cock. He doesn't take off his pants. He simply looks Hari in the eyes and orders: "Don't move."
The command is so simple but then Hari can feel the big, fat cock lining at his entrance and pushing inside and it's not so simple anymore. The little preparation he had was hardly enough, the familiar low burn draws a long moan from his throat. Kai's hand grabs him by his hip. He doesn't stop, he pushes deeper and deeper, filling Hari better than nothing before did and nothing else ever will.
He's only half-way through when Hari lets out a high whimper and squirms his hips. It's a slight movement but one that could never escape the vampire above him.
Anger flashes through amber eyes and that's the only warning Hari gets before he hears a sting on his cheek and loud slap fills the air. The silver-haired man groans as the heated pain pulsing through his cheeks mingles into pleasure.
His hands never leave the headboard.
"This is what I get for bring a dirty human into my bed, isn't it?" Kai leans down, towering over Hari's body as he growls and stares at him. "Such a whore and it still thinks it can do what it wants? Do I need to teach you everything?"
Hari opens his mouth, to apologize but before any sound can pass his lips, Kai backhands him.
The sound that leaves him is a hitched sob. He wants to curl on himself, but he won't allow the hands let go off the headboard and when he tries to move his hips, Kai only pushes in deeper, making the man underneath him whimper.
"I didn't give you permission to speak either," Kai snarls, his hand finding his chin and grabbing it harshly. "If you want to come tonight, I'd advise you to start doing as you're told."
Hari nods eagerly. He doesn't try to say anything this time and Kai pushes his head back into the pillow before letting go off his chin. Hari moans again, feeling absolutely pathetic, like a doll to be played with and used. And Kai treats him exactly that way when he puts both his hands on his hips and gives the first real thrust.
The silver-haired man whines loudly, as he is filled completely, to the brim, stuffed with Kai's hard cock. It hurts but Kai knows Hari, knows his body perfectly and he hits the spot inside him immediately, making the burning sensation mingle with pleasure that courses through him with such power Hari can only cry out in pure bliss.
"I wish you could see yourself right now," Kai purrs, pulling out almost all the way before thrusting right back in, setting rough and brutal pace and, each time, he hits the spot that makes he hits the spot hard enough to make Hari see black spots as his body drowns in pleasure, harder than any human ever could.
"Do you know how the others call you?" the vampire sounds so nonchalant, like he isn't running his hand over Hari's flat stomach up, stroking and exploring the skin, like he isn't fucking Hari's brain out each time he rolls his hips, each time he fills him up. "All cold and aloof… They call you 'Ice Princess.' Isn't that funny? I wonder what they would think if I let them see you like this… disheveled… weak… moaning mess."
He amplifies the words, thrusting into Hari with each word and dismantling him with each movement. He can only moan loudly, not even caring about how he must look, all that matters is the man inside him and the unbearable pleasure the man sends through him every time.
"Would you let me show you to them?" Kai asks, his voice only cracking slightly at the end, heated with desire and lust. His fingers dig into Hari's hip, hard enough to leave bruises as he thrusts deeply into the man under him, the wet noises filling the noises but dying in Hari's moans. "Would you let me do it, Hari?"
Hari sobs, his hands twitching with the urge to reach for his cock. It takes him a few more seconds, few more thrusts that interrupt his hazy thoughts, before he realizes he has to answer. Enough time for Kai to chuckle mockingly. The smaller man opens his mouth to answer but it's hard with Kai drawing whines from him, unrelenting in his thrusts, almost cruel.
"I'm waiting," Kai growls a warning. He never stops.
"Ha… ha," is what leaves Hari's mouth before he finally gains enough focus to say: "Tha-aah… that's not… hnn… up to me!"
"So, you can learn, after all," Kai purrs, pleased, rewarding him by an especially deep thrust.
Hari eagerly nods. "Y-Yes, master… I-I… fuck… I can be a good boy!"
The vampire leans down on the hand still next to Hari's head, while he cups Hari's cheek with the other, the touch tender in sharp contrast to the rough, hard snapping of his hips. Hari moans – the palm is so cold while his cheek still burns from the slap before. He shivers when the vampire runs his thumb over his lower lip. He opens his mouth in offering but doesn't suck, to show that he can be a good boy.
Kai watches him, his eyes wide, eager and consuming, at Hari's lips. Then, the eyes look up into Hari's and then the thumb moves to his chin. The smaller man sobs out with relief when Kai kisses him. His tongue is colder than Hari's, but the human accepts it anyway and whines into the kiss when Kai pushes it inside to explore, making the kiss more a conquest, swallowing all the sounds which try to drag out of Hari's throat as a prize.
Kisses, however rough, are such a rare treat with Kai.
Hari can only take everything the vampire has to offer, the tongue playing with him, the fingers now wrapped around his neck, simply feeling his pulse without squeezing yet, and the harsh, violent thrust of Kai's hips as he fills him to the brim, sending waves of pleasure through Hari. It hurts and with each movement of Kai, he is half-expecting his bones to give in to the more than rough treatment.
He loves it. The desperation, the way Kai isn't afraid to hurt, the fact that he couldn't do anything to stop the man above him. It makes his cock twitch.
Kai grins into the kiss and pulls away only to bite down on Hari's lower lip and suck on it when he draws blood, feral growl leaving the vampire's throat.
He can feel orgasm building in his belly, can feel himself closing to the edge, the waves of pleasure too much for his body to hold on. And just when he thinks the next roll of Kai's hips will send him into the pit of ecstasy, he is stopped by the invisible, familiar force.
As he sobs out desperately, he feels cold amusement soaking through the bond as well as very well-hidden hunger.
"M-Master," he manages to moan out as Kai continues to fuck into him, relentless, merciless. "P-Please I-"
"Forgot about your obnoxious behavior earlier?" Kai interrupts him in cold voice. "We're not done, whore."
He stops, buried deep inside him, the tip of his dick still pressed against the spot inside him, the waves of pleasure pulsing through Hari unbearable without the sweet release. The vampire stares down at him, how he is covered with sweat, his cheeks awfully red and eyes wet with barely stopped tears.
Then, Kai pulls out, too quickly. Hari gasps at the emptiness. There is so many things he is losing his focus to, his heartbeat pounding in his ears, the heat of his cheeks and Kai's hand on his stomach again. He is so far done that he almost doesn't hear the vampire's next order.
"Turn around, get on your knees."
When they do register in his brain, he huffs out an exhausted breath. He tries to turn over, but his limbs feel weak and he can't stop touching the headboard.
Kai doesn't offer any help; his amber eyes watch him hungrily as he struggles to obey the command.
Eventually, Hari makes his hot body kneel down, his back turned towards the vampire behind him, feeling bare in a way which has nothing to do with his lack of clothes.
He is pressing some of his weight on the headboard. That, however, changes, when he feels the predator behind him move closer and he feels a hand run down his spine, wiping away his sweat and he shivers as he feels the fingers press down on each vertebra, a good reminder of what he is. When the pressure increases as the hand gets closer to his neck, he whines, the excitement coursing through his body as he bends down and presses his face against the pillow.
Hari knows he looks a mess – his hair slick, his breathing heavy and his ass up in the air. He knows what he is in the moment and Kai confirms it with the following words.
"Such a whore," the words comment through the air. And that's all the warning Hari gets before the hand settles on his hip again and he feels the tip of his cock press against his entrance again.
This time, he pushes inside slowly, and he doesn't punish Hari as he is squirming and whining loudly at the feeling of being filled again. He doesn't stop until his cock is seated deep within Hari, until Hari can feel it pressing against the spot inside him which is bringing him closer to the edge Kai won't let him reach.
When Kai starts moving again, it's pure agony. He sets just as fast and rough pace as he did before, mercilessly drowning Hari in pleasure each time he thrusts into him. And he doesn't stop, and he doesn't stop, and all Hari can do is take it all, moaning, whimpering, his toes curling helplessly. It doesn't take long before the silver-haired man sobs quietly, grasping at the headboard so hard his hands hurt but it doesn't help, nothing does.
It feels like cruel eternity of him being on edge, his cock hurting at this point, before he can't take it and moans out: "M-Master… p-please!"
He tries to push the desperation through the bond, begging for the sweet release.
Hari hears a chuckle above him which only makes him cry louder. Fingers then grasp at his silver locks and his face is pushed into the pillow, harsh. Kai leans down and still fucks him, not stopping for anything in the world, the angle too good and Hari's whole body trembles violently.
When he feels cold tongue lick at the crook of his neck, he squeezes his eyes shut and wails, the pleasure still pulsing through his whole being.
"You should have seen yourself back then," Kai murmurs against his skin. "Acting as if I belonged to you when you are the one who's mine."
Tears are spilling down Hari's eyes; loud sobs fill the room along with the sound of skin on skin each time Kai pushes deep inside him. "Y-Yes, master, I'm so sorry for... ugh... ha… for being such a nee…n-needy whore! I'm… aah… so sorry, master!"
Kai laughs loudly, Hari's ice fully cracked, revealing everything that's underneath. He lets his weight completely atop of Hari who already had hard time keep himself up as it was with Kai's violent thrusts. He collapses on the bed, still sobbing when his oversensitive cock is trapped between his belly and the rough fabric of the blanket. It's too much but Kai doesn't care. He lets all of his weight on him and fucks and fucks him as the human cries loudly, he can feel the rough fabric of Kai's still present clothes.
"Will you be a good boy?" Kai brushes the canines over the sensitive, thin skin of Hari's neck.
"Yes!" Hari screams in desperation. "P-Please, I-"
Kai hits the spot inside him again and the words die on Hari's lips again as the restrains around him disappear. An orgasm rips through him, both his mind and body completely drowned in bliss so powerful that he rolls his eyes into the back of his head and his body shakes so violently he thinks he is going to pass out. He is clenching tight around the hard cock inside. And then, Kai sinks his fangs into his neck.
All the sound dies on Hari's lips as he feels the skin tear, the sharp, stabbing pain of the bite mingles with pleasure. Hari's body is shaking with ecstasy. Kai has never been one to soothe the pain of the bite, always enjoyed making Hari squirm with the pleasure and pain. He hears Kai moan loudly, the first real reaction as he drinks his blood eagerly. The hand is still tugging at the silver locks, keeping his throat exposed.
Kai's canines bite down, deeper, taking more and more, and the vampire growls in pleasure as Hari moans again at the sharp pain going through him, mingling with soft pleasure the aftermath of his orgasm into the perfect combination the human craves more than anything else. Hari feels the tip of his tongue brushing gently at the skin but not to heal it, he is simply playing with the taste on his tongue. Some of the blood streaks down Hari's neck and the human whimpers.
Kai is still thrusting into the willing body beneath him, but his movements are erratic now, sloppy, just like the way he is drinking. Soon, though, Hari feels the man sink his canines just a bit deeper again and then his hips still and Hari moans at the feeling of being filled.
Too soon, Hari feels his head spinning. His heart which barely got any time to slow down is beating loud in his chest and his breathing fastens. The sweat is cold in his hair and on his back.
His grip on the headboard grows weak and he closes his eyes, lets himself float at the feeling of his own delicacy and fragility. He doesn't say anything, doesn't beg Kai to stop, he simply lies there and lets him as he pleases, anything.
The only time he feels the sweetness of Kai's magic fill the air as he stops Hari's body from going into shock. But he drinks and drinks.
Just when Hari's breathing gets shallow and there are black dots in his vision, Kai pulls away. Hari whines weakly when he feels the canines leave the wound. The tongue that was cold before now, after the blood loss, feels strangely warm as it licks at the abused, torn skin, mending it just so slightly.
"Would you really let me do it?" Kai asks quietly, his lips still at the sensitive, barely sealed skin.
Hari doesn't even think about it. "Yes."
For a moment, Kai remains silent, the words hanging between them. Then, Kai pulls out of him and Hari moans at the sudden emptiness.
Kai chuckles but, this time, it's not a cruel. He even presses his nose into Hari's hair. Which are soaked with sweat.
Instinctively, Hari moves away in panic.
"It's okay, pet," Kai speaks tenderly and Hari almost cries again when he feels a wave of emotion which are not his own soak through the bond into his mind. Satisfaction, delight and pride.
Kai is happy with him.
"I am very much," the vampire confirms his thought with a purr and Hari makes a low, happy sound, letting his tired head rest in the pillow.
Kai chuckles again. "Not yet, pet… let's get a different blanket that is not covered with blood and come."
The weight lifts off Hari and the human tries to get on his knees but they immediately feel too weak and there is a palm pressing him down again, gently this time.
"No, you stay here," Kai orders. "Let's just get you up from the blanket, I will get another one."
"But Kai-"
"Hari," his fingers are still too cold when he takes the silver-haired man by his wrist. "You've been a very good boy, letting me play with you for so long. Obedient when I wanted to. You can let go now."
Hari didn't realize he's been still weakly grasping at the headboard until now. He lets go, his fingers stiff from the grip and Kai pulls at his wrists, gently rubbing them with his thumb.
After that, things get hazy. He knows Kai pushes him up, letting his body rest against the pillows as he tugs away the blanket and leaves only for a moment to bring another one, carton of juice and a small towel. Hari keeps his eyes closed but he doesn't sleep, his heart beating loud in his chest, trying to compensate for the blood loss and his breathing is still too fast.
Kai prepares a glass of juice before he wipes away all the sweat, he can with the towel, before he wraps the blanket around Hari's weak, limp body and pulls him into his lap.
During these rare moments, Kai is loving, even affectionate. Hari loves those moments, he thinks as he lets his face rest in the crook of Kai's neck, his hand sitting comfortably at his cool chest. The vampire then brings the glass of juice to his lips. He hasn't realized how thirsty he was until the cool liquid travels down his throat.
When he is done, Kai puts the glass aside, wrapping his other arm around Hari's waist. He lets his cheek rest against Hari's forehead and the human melts against him.
"Did you really think I would replace you with him?" Kai questions.
Again, Hari doesn't think about the answer of "It's not for me to decide," no matter how much his own answer.
Kai chuckles. "We are not in the play anymore, Hari."
"I am aware," Hari murmurs.
He feels Kai look down at him, but he is too busy enjoying the feeling of the arms around him to be bothered with whatever Kai think about him as long as the other man just stays close.
The vampire chuckles and then the arms around him tighten. He kisses Hari at his temple gently, before growling, possessive and loving: "You are such a good pet to me, a perfect boy, all mine. Don't ever think again some dirty human could ever replace you."
He leans down and sucks at the wound at Hari's neck. The skin is still tender and Hari groans softly when he feels the tongue licking.
"I'm never getting anyone else in your stead, Hari," Kai adds, breath cold against the skin – they both he doesn't have to breathe but he knows how much Hari loves feeling it anyway. "You are my favorite."
He places a soft kiss, just in the soft spot under Hari's ear before he moves up and lets his teeth gently bite on his jaw. Hari closes his eyes at the sharpness and lets his hand wander up to cup Kai's cheek. The vampire takes him by the wrist and brings the hand to his mouth, the cool tongue licks at Hari's fingers before he lets the human run the fingers over his upper teeth He shivers when the sharpness of Kai's canine breaks through his skin, a small stab of pain.
The amber eyes sink into the dark ones, glowing softly, and Hari sees a spark of crimson before Kai closes his lips around his two fingers and scratches them some more before licking the blood away, closing the eyes, the tongue gentle.
Hari feels warmth growing inside him and he closes his eyes as well, letting the vampire such and lick softly at the skin of his neck till he falls asleep.