Underworld: Viktor/Kraven
Title: I need some air
Fandom: Underworld
Pairing: Viktor/Kraven
Prompt: 54: Air
Word Count: 153
Rating: R
Author's Notes: Just being silly and Kraven's eager!
The Big Damn Table can be found OVER HERE!
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Kraven could hardly sit still any longer as he waited for Viktor to emerge from the bathroom and once said elder appeared attired in his silky deep red hued robe, hands fingering through freshly washed blond hair Kraven pounced!
He uncoiled from the bed, padded over to the man and grabbed his hand all but dragging the elder with him out to the balcony. “Come on, I need some air.”
“Kraven!” Viktor half heartedly protested as he followed, clutching his bathrobe closed. “Now?! You need air now?”
“Yes - now!”
“Well at least let me dress...”
Once outside the raven haired vampire turned on heel and with a hungry gaze backed the elder up against the wall. “You don’t need to get dressed.” He all but growled already slipping his hands under the elder’s robe, lips already latched upon pulse point, pelvis already pressing flush against the man.
"...N-no...?"
"None-what-so-ever."
“Oh!.... Ohhhhhhhhh!”
Fandom: Underworld
Pairing: Viktor/Kraven
Prompt: 54: Air
Word Count: 153
Rating: R
Author's Notes: Just being silly and Kraven's eager!
The Big Damn Table can be found OVER HERE!
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Kraven could hardly sit still any longer as he waited for Viktor to emerge from the bathroom and once said elder appeared attired in his silky deep red hued robe, hands fingering through freshly washed blond hair Kraven pounced!
He uncoiled from the bed, padded over to the man and grabbed his hand all but dragging the elder with him out to the balcony. “Come on, I need some air.”
“Kraven!” Viktor half heartedly protested as he followed, clutching his bathrobe closed. “Now?! You need air now?”
“Yes - now!”
“Well at least let me dress...”
Once outside the raven haired vampire turned on heel and with a hungry gaze backed the elder up against the wall. “You don’t need to get dressed.” He all but growled already slipping his hands under the elder’s robe, lips already latched upon pulse point, pelvis already pressing flush against the man.
"...N-no...?"
"None-what-so-ever."
“Oh!.... Ohhhhhhhhh!”