Underworld: Lucian/Kraven
Title: Not in charge any more
Fandom: Underworld
Pairing: Lucian/Kraven
Prompt: 96: Writer's Choice
Word Count: 3131ish
Rating: NC-17 for Slash
Author's Notes: Requested by a dear friend, an alternate ending to the scene from the movie where Kraven gets in Lucian's car.
The Big Damn Table can be found OVER HERE!
+ :: + :: +:: +:: + :: + :: + :: +:: + :: +
He was already fuming as he sat, non-too patiently in the back of the car. If it were possible buildings would have blow apart from the glares he shot out the window.
How dare the cur order him around! What by the blessed moon did the dog think! That he could just drop everything he was doing and go to him! Appear at his beck and call! He was REGENT by the night spirits!
Kraven snarled as he uncoiled from the back seat of his black jaguar as soon as Soren had the door open. The vampire glowered even more as he was instantly drenched in the ever downpour of the Pest; the cold water slipping inside his clothing soaking him to the skin, dripping from his hair, making him shiver. He jerked his coat closed around his chest, blinking against the water as it pelted against his face making a beeline for the other parked car not sparing the large black lycan whom opened the door for him a second glance.
The vampire slid inside the car shaking his hair and palming his face off of the downpour. A snarl leaving him as the scent of the lycan assaulted his senses and he shot the figure in who sat in the shadow of the car an annoyed look before he began.
“Engaging death dealers in public! And she has to run off with some human! That was not we’d agreed on!”
Kraven shifted his seating his fury still building even as he berated himself for not really saying what was on his mind. ‘Tell him what you really feel!’ his mind screamed as he resisted the urge to wipe what remained of the rain from his fair skin instead letting the water drip from his hair not caring if he got the expensive leather seats wet.
“That was NOT what I had in mind! You were told!” he spat at the still infuriating calm man who sat still in the corner of the car a clawed finger stabbing in that direction. “You were told to set up shop and lay low...!”
Kraven never had the chance to finish as he was bodily slammed against the leather seat, his airway choked off by the iron grip around it and Lucian’s equally fuming face but inches from his.
“Calm Your Self Kraven!” the lycan leader spat at him. The vampire’s anger upped yet another notch! A curse on the tip of his tongue ready to be spoken but the damn animal squeeze tighter pressing him further into the seat, the vampire felt the first stirring in his belly as he shut his eyes lest the beast see the spark of want in them as a husky groan left his mouth and he forced himself to relax.
The grip around his neck eased, Lucian’s voice almost a purr before he all but snarled against Kraven’s skin, eyeing the pale wet features. “And besides I’ve laid low for quite long enough.” The bearded man gave one last squeeze and shove against the neck he held impressing his domination over the man and the situation before slowly settling back in his seat once more.
Kraven winced as he felt those claws drag across his throat; he shot another glare at the man. Surly Lucian knew he couldn’t go back to the coven marked it would raise too many uncomfortable questions. The vampire felt his neck, searching for any signs of blood, any signs that the man had actually broken skin but there were none.
He let out a relieved sigh which turned to panted breath as he tuned to shoot a death glare at the lycan leader. “Don’t ever touch me again.” He shifted closer to see the man’s face, gauge his eyes, to see if the man was even listening to him. “Never again without my permission.”
A primal growl was heard just before the bearded man pounced, his hand going for the vampire’s neck again as he pushed with all his strength knocking the irritatingly haughty vampire down upon the seat; this other hand grabbing the regent’s groin and squeezed as he all but clambered atop the raven haired man.
“I’m not one of your fucking parasites, Blood Regent!” Lucian snarled as he squeezed both of his hands, enjoying the way Kraven squirmed under him making his cock stir and begin to fill. “You don’t tell me what to do.” The lycan leaned down to inhale the pale and too god damn perfect skin; he licked the man’s cheek, earning himself a renewed effort on Kraven’s part to push him off. The bearded man only squeeze tighter upon the throat as his other hand switched to a stroking method.
Ice cold blue eyes spat their silent fury at Lucian as Kraven clawed the seats, trying to gain leverage against the surprisingly stronger man. He shot the car door an almost desperate look wondering if Soren was still just outside the dark tinted windows or if he’d retreated back to the confines of Kraven’s car. Briefly wondered if he clawed at the window if his Second would hear and open the door, come to his rescue; the vampire started to reach to do just that but paused, as Lucian’s caressing touch was making his own cock began to harden. With a muffled groan Kraven pulled back as he arched against the man’s grip, he didn’t need Soren or Raze to see him like this as he gasped for breath.
“Behave vampire,” the lycan cooed in a soft mocking tone, his eyes watching the play of emotions under him, seeing the flash of fang, the sight of which always made him aggressive and horny. “Behave and I'll let you breath.” He squeezed more, shoving the vampire deeper in the seat as Kraven arched his neck trying to gain air before he finally gave in and nodded his head.
Lucian smiled, chuckled and eased his grip around the neck but not upon the vampire’s cock. “See? Was that so hard, Kraven?” he all but cooed the name. He really enjoyed feeling the far too beautiful vampire under him, controlling him, humiliating him, making him submit to his will as he bent to lick the man’s skin again feeling the need to mark this creature, leave evidence that Kraven belonged to him. Flaunt it before Viktor, before Marcus to shout in his own way he was still very much alive. The lycan chuckled as he let go of the vampire’s hard on and undid the top buttons of Kraven’s black silk shirt.
“Get off me!” the regent rasped out before yelping again as the lycan clamped his grip back around his neck. “FUCK!” the vampire spat seconds later when Lucian eased up allowing for breath once more.
“Tsk, tsk vampire, such language from Viktor’s favored pet.” Lucian purred still undoing buttons before tugging the garment free of the tailored slacks while rubbing bodily against the vampire. “Now behave this time vampire.” He chided as if speaking to a child, smug smile in place as he flicked the shirt open, hand already touching smooth pale skin. He bent down and licked a peaked nipple feeling Kraven tense and his eyes squeeze shut, denial written all over his features; it only fueled Lucian’s hunger for the vampire regent.
Clawed hands dug deeper in the seats scoring and tearing the leather as Kraven forced him self to relax, go limp even as he worked for breath since despite Lucian’s undressing him, he kept a firm hold on his neck. “L-lucian stop this.” The word ‘Please’ almost followed but the raven haired man wouldn’t beg!
The lycan growled squeezing again and not letting up as the man under him tensed, trying to push him off once more. “You forget you place vampire! You are not in charge anymore,” the bearded man didn’t let go as he worked to undo his own pants. “I’ve bled for you remember! With out me you’d have nothing!” Lucian managed to work his pants down hips then forced himself between Kraven’s legs, spreading them, hooking one arm under the man’s knee; enjoying the way the man struggled under him trying to gain leverage which had just become more difficult since Lucian held Kraven’s leg off the seat scooting closer to him. “With out me you’d be Nothing!” he gave one last squeeze to the sender neck under his grip, noting the bruising already forming upon the pale skin as he decided to claw it was well.
“Lucian!” Kraven finally spat once his neck was released, his own hands pushing at the man’s flanks and shoulder. “Get off!” he spat eyes spitting their displeasure since he knew Lucian was now intentionally leaving marks on him. The vampire’s breath hitched and became almost panting when he felt the erection against his rump, he was torn, part of him screamed to fight! Not to allow a lycan to touch him this way; another part of him wanted this! Wanted to taken, fucked, be marked even more! “P-please Lucian.” he managed to speak between heaving breaths.
The lycan leader chuckled as he hooked up Kraven’s other leg taking away any and all leverage the vampire had as the regent’s arms flung outwards for balance. “Please what Kraven.” He cooed adjusting his own seating upon the back seat of the car. “Please Don’t...?” Lucian licked his lips the mocking smile once more in place. “Or Please Fuck Me.” He wanted to claw this god damn perfect pale skin, prove to Kraven and the vampires that they weren’t so high and mighty as they all thought.
“Come on vampire, say it, I know you want it, just say it and I’ll give it to you, fuck you like the wanton slut we both know you are, fuck you until you can’t think, until you are babbling and calling my name.” He purred, resting Kraven’s leg between himself and the back of the car seat so he could reach and stroke the vampire’s cock, willing his own claws to grow so he could even score and mark this part of the regent. “Come on vampire, beg me Kraven.” He softly spoke, bending to kiss the inside of an expose thigh, licking at the skin, his stroking becoming more aggressive as he waited for the words he knew wouldn’t be much longer in coming.
He covered his eyes with an arm, how could he be so ghod damn weak willed! Kraven bucked his hips and cried out as Lucian manipulated his body; made him squirm and arch his back off the car seat, wanting - no, needing the lycan to fill him, take him, hurt him more! He was breathing so hard he was light headed from it as he listened to Lucian’s words, the tone and crooning of the man’s voice driving him mad with lust and the need to mate!
Kraven really did cry out suddenly as he felt Lucian’s mouth on his cock! His hands flailing for a hand hold from the awkward position the lycan had placed him in. “LUCIAN!” He growled between breaths as he shot the man a heated smoldering glare, wanting to slap the smug look off his bearded face! “Damnit!” he arched again as that wet tongue licked him again.
Lucian laughed again, his lips but inches from the vampires straining cock. “That’s not how you ask and you know it.” He playfully mocked the regent even though his own body and instincts were screaming at him to bury himself inside the vampire. The lycan stopped his stroking in favor of gripping the cock in his hand, hard and didn’t let go, but instead kept squeezing. “Give me what I want and I’ll give you want you need.” He all but commanded enjoying the sight of Kraven’s own body rebelling against him.
“Mother Night!” the vampire spat finally as the man’s grip really was beginning to hurt. “Yes! Alright! Damn you lycan! Do it! DO IT!” he snarled, eyes blazing blue as he shot the other man a desperate look. “Fuck me! Lucian! Do it! Please, oh by the Blessed Night just do it, please Lucian!”
A long satisfied sight left the bearded man as he eased his grip, gave one last lick to the vampire’s erection then pulled Kraven flush against him, driving his cock all the way into the willing body, his head and back arching backwards as he was enveloped in tight heat, reveling in the gasp of pain from Kraven from the hard quick and dry entry. The lycan held still for a few minutes waiting for his head to clear enough for he wasn’t done with giving Kraven his thoughts just yet as he began to thrust, deep and in a driving steady pace.
“You will concentrate on your part of the bargain!” he managed to snarl between thrusts and grunted sounds. Each driving push on his part scooting Kraven back on the seat until he was leaning against the car door and by his expression, the door handle was digging into his back. Lucian’s grin only became more predatory.
“Remember your place regent,” he sneered the title. “Without me you will have nothing!” He flicked his head back getting his hair out of his face while switching his grip from Kraven’s legs to his latching onto and digging his claws in to the slender hips of the vampire then used them to control his thrusting a primal growl slipping free as he felt his release building.
Kraven could only nod his agreement as he braced himself against the car door, praying Lucian’s thrusting wouldn't inadvertently cause him to hit the release latch and cause the car door to open. He gritted his teeth at the rough coupling, his nails tearing the cars interior as he held onto anything that he could grip and bite his own tongue to keep from crying out. “F-fine!” he snapped back feeling the heat of indignantly of having been lectured to by a lycan and out of automatic reaction he swiped the arrogant servant with an open hand, scratching Lucian’s face, a self satisfied smirk on his mouth as the man jerked back in surprise.
A yelp left Lucian at the unexpected clawing as he touched his face, feeling the sting and burn of the claw marks. He looked from his fingers to Kraven whom was smiling at him! With a growl the lycan leader struck back! The back of his hand hitting Kraven on the cheek jerking the vampire’s entire body sideways before he grabbed the haughty regent by his hips once more, tearing and gouging the skin before flipping him onto his belly, gripping one of Kraven’s arms behind him, hitching the limb high before he plunged back inside the vampire’s body!
“Fuck’n arrogant blood sucker!” he roared driving himself hard into the pale body under him, pressing Kraven downwards into the seat, muffling his cries and snarls. “You are not my god damn master or overseer!” the bearded man spat not caring if he was hurting the vampire. “Never forget that!” he was breathing hard as he felt the first sparks of his release at the base of his spine as he doubled his efforts in fucking Kraven. The lycan leader let go of the arm in favor of a hand full of blue/black locks of hair and yanked backwards earning himself another cry from Kraven as he bent over the prone regent, his breath against the vampire’s neck.
“If you want this deal to succeed You Will Obey Me! Do I Make Myself Clear!” he growled, accentuating each word with a thrust as he came hard and violent inside the man under him and a howl on his lips as he dug his fingers relentlessly into the vampire’s hair, his body shuddering through his release before he collapsed upon the cool body under him. He was till breathing raggedly when he heard a faint, “L-lucian… please, I can’t breath.” The bearded man managed to drag his arms under him to push himself off the vampire.
Kraven couldn’t suppress the moan of pain as Lucian’s weight was lifted from him. He simply lay there for a moment longer, a shaky sob leaving him as he not only felt Lucian’s release but his own. He was so mortified by his own actions, he timidly forced himself to sit up, yelping as he felt a cracked rib shift inside him. Clutching his chest Kraven shot Lucian a heated glare but held his tongue. He raked his hair back from his face, doing his best to tug his slacks back in place as Lucian silently watched him.
The vampire regent was breathless and hurting by the time he finally managed to redress himself to a semi decent state. His hand was on the door handle to leave but his prided cried out for a last shred of self dignity as he turned his head just so to speak over his shoulder. “Don’t call me again unless it’s important.” He managed to croak stretching his abused neck then opened the door only to find Soren there, a look of somewhere between anger, horror and shock on his face.
“Regent!” he softly called his hands instantly helping Kraven to walk as he shot the inside of the car a hard cold glare as he could have sworn he heard laughter before he assisted the younger vampire back to his own car.
“No! Not the back.” Kraven tiredly spoke with a weak smile while gesturing to the front passenger side of his midnight blue Jag. “The front seat will be just fine.” He avoided looking to his second’s eyes as he managed to get inside the car grateful for the Pest’s ever present downpour, drenching and soaking him once more and hopefully washing Lucian’s scent from his skin.
The vampire wearily pushed his dripping hair from his face once more, leaning his head against the window, “We are not going back to the Mansion,” he absently gestured in another direction. “To my safe house if you please Soren.” He still spoke looking out the window as he could just feel the older vampire’s worried look and unasked questions oozing from him but as ever remained silent as he saw Soren’s nodded answer in the reflection of the window.
Kraven gave a heavy sigh, his body aching and in pain from Lucian. He gritted his teeth trying to hold his chest tight to keep it from moving. He was once more glaring out the window, thinking how sweet it will be once he was named absolute Coven leader; the Elder’s dead and the ghod damn smug lycan leader at his feet, branded and collared where Lucian would be one night.
+ + + + + + + +