the_lady_lamb drabble request #1
Vampire Knight: KanaYuu, “hair dye”
The water dripped down the nape of her neck slowly, causing goosebumps to rise up as it trailed downward. She shivered and gripped her hands along the sink's rim. Ever diligent, Kaname brought the towel gently against her skin, rubbing carefully. Yuuki released the tension in her shoulders and brought her chin closer to her chest so that it wouldn't happen again.
She closed her eyes as Kaname finished rinsing her hair, his long, aristocratic fingers combing through the wet tangles of her once ebony hair. Once her locks had dried they'd be a rusty auburn, or at least hinting at the shade.
He had told her it was for her own protection, that now that they were both on the run anything they could do to disguise themselves would help. She had been hesitant at first, but Kaname had persisted and she had acquiesced after some prodding he had done with his mouth hot against hers.
He placed the cup he had used to rinse her hair near the knobs and drapped the towel over her shoulders like a wrap. He smoothed her hair back as she stood. Yuuki's gaze went straight to her hair, but the change in shade was difficult to notice sincce her hair was still damp. “Yuuki...,” Kaname spoke quietly, sliding his hands down her arms.
“Thank you, sen.... onii-sama,” she offered, meeting his gaze in the broken mirror over the sink. She felt the towel over her bare shoulders soaking in the water, her pale skin flushed with having been bent over for so long. His eyes were growing lighter, crimson flecks on his usual chocolate-colored irises. Her heart began pounding against her ribcage and she was surprised that he couldn't see its beating in her chest in the mirror. But he could see the pulse in her neck, highlighted against the wet curls. She knew he could sense it, could practically taste it.
The heat grew stronger within her as he refused to let her break her eyes from his. She watched and felt his left hand drift from her arm to her chest. Knowing and wanting what was coming next, she tilted her head to the right and sucked in a breath as his mouth feathered along her throat. His lips parted and she felt the graze of his fangs quickly followed by the sharp pinch of his teeth piercing her skin.
And then there was ecstacy.
The water dripped down the nape of her neck slowly, causing goosebumps to rise up as it trailed downward. She shivered and gripped her hands along the sink's rim. Ever diligent, Kaname brought the towel gently against her skin, rubbing carefully. Yuuki released the tension in her shoulders and brought her chin closer to her chest so that it wouldn't happen again.
She closed her eyes as Kaname finished rinsing her hair, his long, aristocratic fingers combing through the wet tangles of her once ebony hair. Once her locks had dried they'd be a rusty auburn, or at least hinting at the shade.
He had told her it was for her own protection, that now that they were both on the run anything they could do to disguise themselves would help. She had been hesitant at first, but Kaname had persisted and she had acquiesced after some prodding he had done with his mouth hot against hers.
He placed the cup he had used to rinse her hair near the knobs and drapped the towel over her shoulders like a wrap. He smoothed her hair back as she stood. Yuuki's gaze went straight to her hair, but the change in shade was difficult to notice sincce her hair was still damp. “Yuuki...,” Kaname spoke quietly, sliding his hands down her arms.
“Thank you, sen.... onii-sama,” she offered, meeting his gaze in the broken mirror over the sink. She felt the towel over her bare shoulders soaking in the water, her pale skin flushed with having been bent over for so long. His eyes were growing lighter, crimson flecks on his usual chocolate-colored irises. Her heart began pounding against her ribcage and she was surprised that he couldn't see its beating in her chest in the mirror. But he could see the pulse in her neck, highlighted against the wet curls. She knew he could sense it, could practically taste it.
The heat grew stronger within her as he refused to let her break her eyes from his. She watched and felt his left hand drift from her arm to her chest. Knowing and wanting what was coming next, she tilted her head to the right and sucked in a breath as his mouth feathered along her throat. His lips parted and she felt the graze of his fangs quickly followed by the sharp pinch of his teeth piercing her skin.
And then there was ecstacy.