Free My Heart (Zero Kiryu x Reader)

Chapter XIV - A Different Facet of Love

"I'm really sorry..." Whispered Zero, the pad of his thumb stopping at your elbow. A whimper slipped from between your lips at the feeling of Zero's dry lips hovering over the side of your neck and you squeezed your eyes shut when you sensed him opening his mouth, breathing heavily over your sensitive skin. Zero's parted lips grazed your neck as if trying to examine the exquisite feel of your flesh and his eyelids closed as your velvety skin met his sinful lips.

Time seemed to stop there as you waited for Zero to sink his incisors in your neck and you simply held your breath, scared to make the slightest move.

Despite your stance of expectation, the feeling of something sharp pressing against your neck made your hair stand on end. You gasped and your body stiffened when Zero bit into your neck, allowing his pointy fangs to pierce your unadulterated skin. Instantly upon breaking your flesh, Zero sensed your heated blood seeping from the newly-inflicted wound and rushing into his awaiting mouth.

Oh, how he loved it.

As if pleading to taste more, he drove his sharp incisors deeper into your skin, adding more pressure into his bite. Pained by Zero's actions, you whimpered and clenched your hands into fists over the dark fabric of Zero's trousers, feeling the blood flowing from your throbbing veins and into the vampire's mouth. You shuddered when Zero used his tongue to capture as much blood as possible from your generous veins, sucking the satisfying drug into his system. He hummed, the vibration in his throat undulating onto your skin and making you shiver in an uncontrollable way. You sniffed as a burning sensation rushed to your eyes and gathered behind your closed eyelids. "Zero..." You breathed out, suddenly feeling lightheaded as the young man went on devouring your blood.

Your hands grew numb and your arms shook uncontrollably as you no longer could use them to support your body. Zero seemed to notice that when he felt your hands trembling against his thigh. Without changing his position, Zero brought his hands to your own and wrapped your clenched fists with his large palms. Ever so gently, he pulled your hands up and brought them to rest on his shoulders, giving you wordless instructions to lean on him for support. Though reluctant, you allowed your fingers to curl at Zero's broad shoulders, feeling his muscles shifting occasionally underneath his blazer.

Zero held onto your upper arms, keeping you close to him while continuing to feast slowly on the crimson life-stream that was being pumped through your veins. You could sense his breathing gradually slowing down to a steady pace and his stiff muscles relaxing as he satiated his hunger with the rich texture of your blood.

For the first time in so long, he felt satisfied; he had missed the feeling of not having his throat constantly burning like thorns set on fire and his chest aching with a stifling pressure. As the first drop from your blood had touched his tasting papillae, he knew that it was the best he had tasted in a while. To say the least... it was different from anything and everything else that had entered his system... and he hated how he loved it.

He hated the fact that he had succumbed to his infernal needs... the fact that he was the first to scar the untouched skin of your neck. In all honesty, he didn't know how to feel in regards to this whole occurrence. He felt both ashamed and honored to be the one to whom you had willingly offered your blood – and it baffled him how these two contradictory emotions managed to proclaim their presence at the same time.

To you, it wasn't too different when it came to contradiction; you had mixed emotions apropos the fact of having this very handsome young man – whom you couldn't help but develop a liking for – holding you close and attacking your innocent flesh. The closeness that the two of you were sharing sent tingles across your body, rendering you aflutter at his actions, the blunt ones as well as the timid ones. However, you still could not comprehend how, even when your very core was quaking with fear, you had deliberately come walking back to Zero and offered your blood to him as if he owned it. You wished you could push him away or pull yourself out of his hold, but you found yourself as still as a statue between his arms.