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Living in the Shadows [Kaname Takashi & CharlotteV]

Genesis​

Nothing was ever simple when it came to vampire society. When Genesis took the seat on the council, he thought that people would get used to seeing a changeling in a place of power. Unfortunately, that wasn't what happened. For the last ten years the fighting between purebloods and changelings had seemed to increase. Purebloods couldn't accept that there was a lowly changeling making important decisions, while changelings grew ever more aggressive in their fight for equality. Needless to say, fighting escalated with each passing year and Genesis wasn't sure he could grab hold of his people's reins any longer.

The changeling had made great strives for his people. He had a pureblood persecuted for his crimes against him and his (let's be honest, no one was sad to see Alarick Kostantine go anyway), he was awarded a seat the the vampire council, he had a tight network of vampires from various social rankings, and he was a very successful businessman and extended those services to his people. That didn't seem to be enough anymore though.

Vampires were coming at him from both sides of the dense; changelings demanding he move faster in his work for their rights and purebloods who demand that he, as the changeling representative, control his miscreants and their activities. This ultimately left the ancient vampire tired and somewhat irritable, especially when he came home to Zane.

Great, wonderful, and loving Zane who after of few moments of having Gen home would leave the changeling relaxed. Usually this meant in bed, but not always. Sometimes it would be the little things, a shoulder massage or a nice dinner waiting for him when Genesis got back from meetings. Over the last ten years the two had settled into a nice married life, despite the slight strain Genesis' job put on their relationship.

"Thanks Bruce." He said tiredly to the werewolf currently driving his car. Genesis could still remember when the man had been a young teen he had picked up off the streets. Now Bruce had just become a grandpa.

It was a short walk from the car to his front door and it only took a moment for him to be inside. "Home." Genesis called, dropping his briefcase by the door and shrugging his jacket off and onto a hanger.
 
Zane​

Stepping down from council work, forced or not, was the best thing that ever happened to Zane. In the years that passed there were still politics that he was involved in, things that he stepped up for, because even though he wasn't allowed a seat...his last name was still Kostantine, his blood was still royal, and somehow his opinion still mattered. It was kind of ridiculous actually, but Zane went with the flow, because at the end of the day he got to argue things that were important to him. Didn't really matter how he got there.

While Genesis moved up the ranks, Zane moved down. He was always built for a slower pace, and eventually talk about opening his own gallery became a reality. He had enough money stacked up that the project was finished within a month, and Zane flourished. There were works he displayed, works he sold, works he did on commission...he still had a bit of an insecurity bone, though. And, of course, there were paintings that would only ever line the walls in his home...paintings too intimate for the public eye.

The future was a bright place, and each year it brought provided a happier Zane, a Zane who could shed off the shackles of his past, a Zane who finally had control over his own life. Being married to Genesis was something Zane never, ever took for granted...and he liked to think he was pretty good at the whole husband thing.

Given that he owned his own gallery, his hours were his to set, so during the weeknights he always made it a habit to be home before Genesis. Sometimes the changeling worked much later than anticipated, but for the most part they had a good balance worked out. Unfortunately, council business wasn't nearly as enjoyable as his own, so it wasn't unusual for his better half to walk in tired or irritable, at the very least.

Zane took it all in stride. He was good at it. He cooked dinners, made luscious deserts, ran warm bubble baths, made sure a mug of blood was ready to go, whatever Genesis needed...Zane was ready to give.

He was in the livingroom when the changeling returned home, clad in only his pajama pants, sitting on the floor watching the television with his sketchbook in his lap. He'd been so lost in some documentary he hadn't even heard the car approach, but the moment he heard Gensis' voice he was up, rounding the corner and smiling.

"Hey baby," Genesis already looked tired, not that it was really surprising. "How was work?" Which really meant what do you need?
 
Genesis​

A tired smile graced Genesis' lips at the sight of his lover. His eyes wondered up the pureblood's bare torso before he toed his shoes off and stepped closer to the younger male. Genesis wrapped his arms around Zane's chest, his forehead resting against the tall man's neck as his eyes closed. He took a moment to just relax, take in Zane's scent, and to feel the pureblood's skin. It helped the tiniest bit in making him feel better.

Gently the changeling turned his head, his lips brushing against Zane's skin and nibbling on the flesh of his neck. Tired or not, Genesis was always in the mood for a good romp with his lover. Detaching himself from the other vampire took a bot of effort, but eventually Genesis was able to make his way into the kitchen.

"Work was chaos…as usual." Genesis replied solemnly. He opened the fridge, removed one of the blood bags, and emptied the contents into a mug. Twenty seconds in the microwave and it was ready. The changeling sipped his meal slowly, his free hand pulling at the tie around his neck and eventually undoing it. "It's getting bad, love, and I need a vacation, but I'm not allowed to take one."

Setting down the mug on the granite countertop, Genesis began to remove the leather belt around his waist. If there was one thing Genesis did better than playing political games, it was dressing to impress. Every bit of clothing was expensive and complemented one another perfectly. Tossing the leather onto the back of one of the chairs, the changeling turned his full attention to his lover.

"How about you? Anything interesting happen at the gallery today?" He took hold of his mug once more and moved over to Zane, one hand pulling the pureblood even closer by the waistband of his pajamas till they were almost touching. Genesis' bright blue eyes looked up at the younger vampire, hidding his grin by taking another sip from his cup.
 
Zane​

Ten years hadn't really changed much between them. Zane liked to think they were better, stronger, knew each other in ways that no one else ever would...but they still had this was of reacting to each other. It was like they'd never quite left the honeymoon stage. They still liked to touch, still liked to stare, still liked to roll around in the sheets together more often than not. As a young teen Zane had always imagined being tied down to one person would get boring...Genesis was anything but. So he felt the gaze that wondered up his bare torso, fought back a smirk. Genesis had his body memorized by now, it wasn't like it'd changed one bit, but damn did it go straight to his ego that he was still looked at like that.

He buried his nose into soft dark brown hair the moment the changeling was wrapped around him, indulging in everything that smelt like home, arms going around the older male's waist. He followed Genesis into the kitchen when they finally moved, a little upset that he hadn't thought to have a warm meal ready before hand, but there was nothing he could do about it now. So he simply leaned back on the counter, watched Genesis make it himself, tracked the movement he made as he undid his belt. Yeah, Zane stared too.

The words irritated him, though. Zane was fairly caught up with what was going on in the world. He read the paper, and more importantly listened to Genesis whenever the man had to get something off his chest, but he didn't really know how bad. He'd give anything to be able to just...take Genesis away. Granted, they did live on the beach, maybe if he could give him at least a weekend...a vacation in their backyard was better than nothing.

When the changeling pulled him closer, Zane went easily, small smile playing on his lips, slightly shrugging his shoulders. "Nah." Zane's life wasn't exactly interesting these days. He'd had more than enough of that as a teenager, what between literally breaking the law and then very nearly going to jail for it, not to mention for crimes he hadn't actually committed. Calm and collected was more his style. His hands moved to his lovers waist, tugging his shirt up out of his pants easily. "Couple of sales, nothing spectacular."
 
Genesis​

Gen had always known Zane was talented with a paintbrush, always knew people would pay big bucks for the smallest piece of his artwork. That had evidently, proved true as Zane's career took off. At first, the changeling had helped him along, managed his pieces and set prices. As the years passed though, Zane took care of most of it now, even set up his own gallery where his work and the works of others were proudly displayed. Genesis always felt a bit of pride in seeing Zane accomplish what the changeling had always told him he could.

The older male smirked as he felt Zane work his shirt out of his pants. "Trying to tell me something here?" He teased, taking one last big gulp to finish off the contents of his mug. The last bit of blood always felt the best, sating his hunger for the next few hours. Genesis pulled away from Zane, his hand teasingly brushing against his lover's toned chest and stomach before he headed over to the sink to clean out his cup. That was one thing he was most certainly grateful for, Zane had matured to the point of doing his own dishes.

Turning back to the younger male, Genesis made a show of slowly unbuttoning his shirt, revealing one small piece of skin after another before his chest was finally bare. He took a moment to slowly undo his cufflinks, setting the small golden studs onto the kitchen table before removing his shirt completely. He draped the fabric over one of the chairs at the table before turning his attention back to Zane.

"So…" Genesis began slowly, his fingers slowly undoing the button of his pants. Taking two steps he moved towards Zane, his fingers moving to his zipper as the tiniest bit of his boxer briefs peeked out behind the opening. The changeling was so close, almost touching his younger lover as he finished, his fingers getting ready to pull the material down.

Then he took the quickest steps right around Zane and headed into the living, leaving the pureblood hanging. A large smirk spread across his features as Genesis headed for the staircase, aiming for their bedroom as his destination.
 
Zane​

Zane figured he could play dumb, simply blink and say he was only trying to help, but really they both knew him better than that. If the opportunity for sex was around, Zane was jumping at it much like the teenager he still appeared to be. And, with them, the opportunity of sex was pretty much always around if they had enough time.

He sighed a bit when Genesis moved away, was about to get up and go do...something. He completely forgot what, because then the man's fingers were undoing the buttons on his shirt. Slowly. With purpose. Zane froze, eyes tracking each slow reveal of pale skin like he'd never seen it before. He pulled his lower lip into his mouth slightly as the cufflinks came off, one after another, and then finally the damn shirt was sliding off his shoulders.

He was aware Genesis was talking, but his focus was still on those damn fingers, pulling the button apart, tugging at the zipper, revealing boxers and Zane wasn't afraid to admit that he whined, just a bit, in the back of his throat. So close, just a little more...

Zane was staring at an empty kitchen. It took his mind a few minutes to catch up on why, and then he heard the footsteps circling into the living room, up the stairs. "Cocktease!" he shouted, even though with Genesis' hearing he could have whispered it. He scrambled out of the kitchen eventually, caught his lover before he'd even made it all the way up the stairs. Very literally, with hands on his waist and a nibble to the man's earlobe. "Why? Why do you do these things to me?"
 
Genesis​

The changeling never got tired of seeing Zane's reaction. After so much time together he knew exactly what he needed to do in order to receive one reaction or another. It was thrilling and gave Genesis the opportunity to get exactly what he wanted. Zane's shout from the kitchen caused him to laugh a bit and he even put a little speed into his step to try and get to the bedroom before Zane caught him. That didn't happen, of course. The pureblood had a goal in mind and that was to catch Genesis and Gen just wanted to play the game.

Genesis loved feeling the younger man's hands on him, grabbing at him or holding him. With Zane's lips biting his ear, the older vampire sighed happily. "Because you love it." The changeling answered Zane, turning in the pureblood's arms and wrapping his own around the taller male's neck.

The kiss Gen started was a hungry one, all invasive tongue and nibbling teeth. It didn't take long for the changeling to hop up and twine his legs around his lover's waist. He could feel Zane's hands reflexively reach up and grab his butt to keep the changeling in place. The next thing Genesis knew, his back was hitting the hallway wall and it was very evident what activity they'd soon be partaking in.

It wasn't until a loud clattering and a sharp pain against his shoulder brought Genesis' mouth off of Zane's. Breathing heavily and eyes hazy with lust, the changeling looked to the side to see that one of their paintings had been knocked down in their make out session. The slight pang in his shoulder had evidently been the result of the silver frame scratching against his skin as it fell. Turning his head a little more, Gen could see bit of blood pooling at the small cut.

He laughed lightly, his eyes glancing down quickly to see that neither had lost their vigor for the impending activity with the small interruption. "So…" He began once more, as he had in the kitchen moments earlier. Genesis's mouth pressed lightly, lovingly against the purebloods before separating quickly. "Anything in particular you want to do?" His voice was innocent, teasing. Another game to play in their sexcapades.
 
Zane​

They liked sex, both of them. They were good at it. Slow and loving, fast and passionate, playful and teasing...Usually playful, honestly. Genesis was almost always a tease and...he was right, Zane loved it. He loved chasing, he loved whining, he loved getting exactly what he wanted in the end.

Sometimes, they made messes. They'd broken more plates than they cared to admit in the kitchen, tore down a drape or two in the livingroom, knocked over vases and statues, and caused quite a few frames to fall off the walls. Most of them were reinforced for that reason, so it kind of surprised him when the clatter reached his hears. He was panting just as hard when Genesis pulled back, brows knotting into confusion as of why until he followed the changeling's gaze to the painting on the ground.

The smell of blood reached him in the next second, and his eyes snapped over to the blood pooling at Genesis' shoulder. It wasn't a horribly large cut, but the contrast of ruby red against pale white was enough to zero Zane's attention in. It shouldn't though. They had very little rules when it came to sex, but blood was one of them.

Because they both had addictive personalities. They couldn't handle it, feeding from one another. The last time they'd made that mistake...Zane couldn't even bring himself to think about how much it had broken Genesis. But he didn't have a problem with drinking...he had a problem with being bitten. The right side of his neck tingled slightly, old wounds coming back to life, and he had to wonder momentarily how he still missed that feeling.

Thankfully, the quick kiss pulled him away from it, and he looked at Genesis again with a slight smile. "I don't know, you're the one who's been at work all day," he leaned in for another kiss, lips moving against his lovers as he said, "You tell me." He could ignore it, the blood. He could.
 
Genesis​

Genesis saw Zane's eyes narrow in on the small shoulder injury. They were vampires after all and fresh blood was always the best. Drinking from another vampire was labeled as dirty or taboo in most circles of their society. It was a thing the changeling had a lot of experience in, namely the bad kind. There was a reason he only drank bags, feeding fresh made him….dangerous. He had been taught to drink in the way that kills the donor and had spent centuries doing just that. Feeding from vampires sparked that habit without fail and the couple already had one bad run in with it.

So just like his lover, Genesis chose to try and ignore that particular problem and get their attention focused on someplace else.

Zane's kiss was sweet and quick, but Gen enjoyed it regardless of the short imd span. "Hmm…" The changeling mumbled at his lover's comments. The older man could be up for anything depending on his day and how it went. Considering the long, grueling day he had as it was, Genesis was pretty sure he knew what he wanted. "I want to relax. I want to be pampered."

His bottom lip stuck out almost childishly as he finished. If it wasn't for his youthful appearance, the action at his age could be considered very strange. It was nice though, early on in their relationship it had always been Genesis who needed to be the mature one, make all the hard decisions. Maturity came with age though and now the changeling was able to be needy or spoiled, Zane would take care of everything when necessary.

Genesis' hand moved to cup the younger male's cheek, his eyes brushing over ever feature. With his arms still around Zane's neck, Genesis moved closer, resting his chin on the other vampire's shoulder in a hug. For a moment it was calm, nothing like their primal behavior previously, but the comfort it brought was immense. "Take me to bed." The older male muttered, tightening his grip on Zane just the slightest bit with both his arms and legs.
 
Zane​

"Okay." Zane smiled at the request, because he loved pampering Genesis, which was something that had kind of come with age...at least in the bedroom. After he'd lost most of his teenage libido, sex had been less about getting off and much more about just...enjoying each other. But it wasn't even just that, they could lay in bed for hours and Zane would be more than happy just to rub the knots out of Genesis' back, just to feel his tense muscles relax under his hands. Anything he could do just to...make things better.

He tilted his face slighting into Genesis' palm the moment it was against his cheek, one hand moving to run up through his lovers soft hair. He was more than strong enough to hold the changeling up with one arm, so he pressed a kiss against the man's temple and then moved to the bedroom, dropping them both down easily onto the absolute heaven of clouds that was their bed.

There was still blood on his shoulder though, and Zane couldn't ignore it anymore. A little voice known for making excuses in the back of his mind reminded him that, even though it was only a little, it could stain their white sheets. So why not just take care of it? He didn't have the drinking problem, he'd been raised on donors his entire life, so it wouldn't hurt either of them...even though they'd technically agreed never to do it.

Regardless, Zane found himself dragging his tongue against soft skin, gathering up the red droplets. Changelings always had kind of an odd taste to them, but it wasn't one he particularly disliked. Still, he didn't let himself think on it long, instead focused on drawing slow, warm kisses all the way up the side of Genesis' neck, to the soft skin just behind his ear.

It was a dangerous area for any vampire to be paying attention to, and despite the fact that Zane had decent control he didn't repeat the treatment on the other side. It was just too risky, especially with the little taste he'd already gotten, and there was a good chance he'd accidentally push his own want of feeling fangs pierce skin onto Genesis and...no need to go there. So, instead, he untangled them just enough that he could get to Genesis' collarbone instead, trace that area with mouth, slow and drawn out, taking his time.
 
Genesis​

A content sigh escaped Genesis leisurely as Zane's lips glided across, eyes closing while his body fully enjoyed the feeling of being in their soft, plush bed. Like many things in his life, the changeling spared no expense when it came to comforts like a bed. Their mattress was absolutely top of the line, soft with adjustable settings for either side. It was a nice investment.

He pointedly ignored Zane's initial attention on the the wound, a slight shiver wracking his body at the feeling of the younger man's tongue against his skin. That was a subject he didn't want to get into, particularly for his lovers own safety. Feeling Zane's kisses move up around his neck made the changeling slightly stiffen. There was no way the pureblood was attempting to go into that particular territory…right?

Luckily the younger man's touch moved away and down to Gen's collarbone. The changeling visibly relaxed from the previous tension wracking his body. Closing his eyes, Genesis reached up to run his fingers up and down Zane's back, his short names scratching against the skin just the slightest.

"Zane…" His lover's name leaving his mouth in a relaxed tone. Genesis' hands found there way to Zane's chin, grasping loosely so he could move his lover back up. The changeling started a slow, but very deep kiss, after all there was no rush for them tonight. Or at least he thought.

The deep, distinct sound of a phone vibrating could be hear coming from one of their nightstands. Releasing Zane's mouth, Genesis looked over to see what it was. For once it wasn't his phone that had interrupted their intimate time, no his was still downstairs packed away in his suit jacket pocket. Placing a quick kiss on the taller male's lips, Genesis nodded his head over to the interrupting device. "You gonna get that?
 
Zane​

Zane was always pliant to Genesis' touch. It was just a simple fact, even if they were arguing (which was fairly rare) Zane reacted without even thinking, so he went easily when the older male pulled him up for a kiss, melting into it with ease. Slow and deep, maybe just a little bit dirty. That was really his plan for the whole night.

They didn't have any reason to rush, he could take Genesis apart piece by piece, gently lay him out, run his fingers over every inch of skin and go back over it with his tongue. It'd be all about hot, slow, toe curling orgasms and coming down from cloud-nine softly. He couldn't wait to get started.

Until that damn vibrating broke through his haze. It was almost impossible to ignore with vampire hearing, because every sound was so audible, but he was sure going to try. Until Genesis made the decision for him. He sighed as he sat up slightly, resting on his lovers thighs, waiting for the changeling to grab the phone. He didn't even realize it was his own until Gen called him out on it.

Zane's eyebrows lifted slowly. People didn't call him, not on his personal phone at least. His gallery had it's own landline, and his very few friends preferred texting. The only person who even had a ring tone was Genesis, and just so Zane could know if he was calling regardless of where he'd left his phone.

It was really only curisotiy that caused him to lean over and swipe the device off the table, flip it open and press it to his ear with a quick, "Yo." The fingertips of his free hand were tracing over Genesis' face, up through his hairline, thumb gently brushing over his cheekbone. He hated being interrupted.
 
Genesis​

Genesis enjoyed the slight touches Zane continued with as the younger male answered his phone. The changeling was only halfheartedly listening, heightened hearing and all that, as a he grabbed his lover's wrist gently,, bringing the palm to his mouth and giving the skin a long lick. He nipped lightly, the silence on the other end of the phone really not catching his attention.

A sly grin spread across Genesis' features, his blue eyes bright with mischief. He moved Zane's hand down, down, down until he laid it over his own groin. Using his own hand for guidance, though much wouldn't be needed once the pureblood knew what he wanted, Gen began to buck up against Zane's palm. A soft moan escaped the changeling as he used his hand to press Zane's own harder against his erection. Phone call or not, the changeling was in the mood.

Too caught up in his own arousal, Genesis heard nothing from the other line. His lover hadn't said a word and he was content with the current touch enough not to pry. At least not until a blaring screeching erupted form the tiny device. It was high frequency and extremely loud, bolting Genesis right up in surprise, before his hands were at his ears in hoping to keep out the sound. Zane had dropped his phone in surprise, he certainly hadn't been expecting it. An entire minute went by, the sound almost vibrating throughout the room before it abruptly went off.

All thoughts of sex left his mind once he was able to focus, especially once he saw the trickle of blood pouring out from Zane's ear. "Baby," Genesis said hurriedly, his hand reaching out and turning the younger male's head to the side so he could look over the wound. "Are you okay?!" His voice was frantic, ears were sensitive in every species, more so when you could hear so well with them.
 
Zane​

It all happened so fast. One minute Zane had an eyebrow quirked in irritation, letting Genesis move his hand and being more than willing to give the man what he wanted, and the next he was doubled over in pain. Ears were sensitive, vampire ears were arguably the weakest parts of their bodies. Zane knew pain, but it'd been ten years since it'd come knocking.

He didn't even crush the phone in his haste to get away from it, he just knew it was gone, and then he was covering his head, anything to make it stop. It was like he could hear it bouncing through his fucking skull, not just the room. Even once he rationally knew it was gone, he could still fucking hear it.

Genesis was moving, drawing his gaze up, and somewhere Zane smelt blood...his own, although it'd been awhile since he recognized that sent right off the bat. He winced once fingers were on him, tilting his head, because he could feel it then...sliding through his ear. He hated it.

He couldn't hear.

Genesis' lips were moving, but he couldn't hear him. He could just hear that damn ringing.

"I can't-" if possible, the fact that he couldn't hear himself was even more terrifying. He took a deep breath, closed his eyes for a moment, focused on the gifts he kept so tightly locked down and pushed a thought into his lovers mind instead. I can't hear you. It would heal...surely it would heal.
 
Genesis​

Genesis was scared, Zane hadn't responded for a few moments and when he finally did it was almost shouted. It startled the changeling at first, before he could hear his lover's voice in his head. I can't hear you.. If Genesis had a heartbeat it would have stopped with those words. Panic filled his chest as he thought back how everything was going to be fine, how help would be there in ten minutes to make sure nothing was really wrong.

Giving the pureblood one quick kiss to the cheek, Genesis slipped from the confines of their bed and raced down to get his own phone. There was no way he was going to be using Zane's. He had even skipped the stairs completely, hopping over the railing in his haste. Once his own device was in his hand, help was on its way.


Half an hour later and the vampire doctor on call was looking over Zane. Genesis stood in the doorway, his arms crossed as he watched the woman intently. She had insisted that there was no permanent damage, instead that it the younger vampires' ear would heal, albeit very slowly. Luckily there had been no permanent damage in his left ear, just the initial shock and ringing in his head had caused Zane to lose his hearing all together. With that gone, it was just his right ear that wouldn't be hearing anything soon.

"You're sure it'll heal?" Genesis asked for the millionth time. The doctor just sent him a look, apparently she was getting annoyed with having to answer him. Frustrated, the changeling brought his attention over to Bruce. "I want whoever called tracked down and beaten within an inch of his life." He demanded angrily, Bruce just nodded knowing in what kind of mood the vampire was in. The werewolf was going to take the device to an expert. Whoever had made the call was playing a dangerous game.

"Take it easy Gen, no use yelling at poor Bruce." Insisted a voice from down the hall, one familiar to everyone there. Raymond Pierce, still handsome and charming, walked into the room, his gaze sweeping over every occupant. "I see another woman got you into bed." He teased, the comment directed at Zane.

The pureblood, of lower status than Zane, rubbed his hands up and down Genesis' arms in an attempt to calm the ancient vampire. Genesis just scoffed, turning his head to the side childishly, but in a way attempting to do as Ray insisted.

With Zane patched up and his phone securely sealed away, both Bruce and the doctor left with the safety of the moon still in the sky, though barely. This lead to Ray insisting he'd have to stay. "To keep you and little Zane safe." He insisted.

That's how Genesis found himself sitting in his kitchen, three mugs on the table, and in the company of the two main men in his life…well, sort of. "Shouldn't you be home with Maia?" The changeling asked, eyebrow raising as he sipped from his own beverage.

"Maia is spending quality time with grandma, or was, and so I was free. Was on my way over when I saw all the fanfare outside." Ray replied, sitting across from him.
 
Zane​

Zane was exhausted. Between the shock and the pain, he just wanted to curl up and go to sleep. His head was pounding something awful, and the doctor kept telling him that was okay and not to worry. He was skeptical until his hearing came back in his left ear, and then it was almost too loud. She assured him that a little bit of blood would probably fix the pain in his head. His right ear would ache for awhile though. Regardless, he wasn't trapping his powers down again. It just made him feel safer.

Unfortunately, one of the first things he heard with absolute clarity was Raymond Pierce's voice. He still wasn't a fan, no amount of years would ever change that. Whatever charm Ray seemed to have with others was completely lost on Zane, even these days, but he was too damn tired to be sassy so he simply settled with flipping him off. He definitely didn't want the asshole sticking around, but again...arguing took energy.

Even once they were gathered in the kitchen, Zane kept his mouth shut. He curled up into his chair, physically teenage limbs making the movement easily accomplished, mug between his hands, frowning down at the table. He knew Gen and Ray were talking, he could hear them, thank god. But his ear still hurt, bad enough that he kept pressing it against his shoulder, trying to drown out the ringing that no longer existed anywhere but in his mind.
 
Genesis​

Maia was Ray's four year old daughter, a deal he had made with his parents as his political position became more prominent. They needed and heir after all, and Ray did like the female body on occasion. Still, a child hadn't curbed his habit of chasing after Genesis. It may have even made the changeling like him just the tiniest bit more. Little Maia with her blonde curls and big green eyes had the older vampire wrapped around her finger. Genesis had always been a sucker for children.

The changeling's eyes travelled over to Zane, who hadn't said a word since the incident. Genesis' heart almost broke at how dejected the youngest at the table looked. "I think it's time for bed." The changeling suggested, downing what remained of his own drink. Ray was about to say something, but the Genesis knew better. "You can have the guest room." He commented as the other vampire opened his mouth. Ray just sighed an shrugged. In a way he knew he'd be 'banished', but considering the evening's events maybe that was for the best.

As Ray went to leave, Genesis placed a hand on Zane's knee. Once he got his lover's attention he smiled softly and nodded towards the pureblood's still full mug. "You have to drink love, or nothing will get better." He watched as the younger male, reluctantly drank, and then pulled him back to their bedroom.

There was a bit of blood on the sheets, so Gen took a minute to strip them from the bed. With that done, he took Zane to bed, bringing the blanket up over their bodies. The changeling curled up against his lover's side, his chest resting against the taller vampire's chest. Genesis brought a hand up, rubbing against Zane's stomach to try and help the other man relax. "I love you."

The night was supposed to have been one about sex, about relaxation, and about stress release. Instead someone had decided to ruin their evening and even put Zane in harms way. Frustrated, Genesis nuzzled his face into his lover's bare skin, kissing the area tenderly. He seriously hoped that tomorrow, rather that evening, would be better.
 
Zane​

Zane knew he was being uncharacteristically silent, because even with age his look at me personality hadn't really changed much, but he just didn't have it in himself to try and act normal. He'd honestly been scared, for the first time in a long time. If he'd lost his hearing permanently it wouldn't have been the worst thing in the world, he could still had telepathy, but it wasn't ideal. It shook him to feel that vulnerable.

So, he wasn't surprised when Genesis cut their night short, though he was still thankful Ray was held at arms lengths. He really just wanted Genesis to himself, more so even than usual, because he was hurt and needy and he wasn't above admitting that. Not having hearing in one ear threw off his equilibrium a bit, but he didn't even have to do anything because Genesis took care of it, and then they were curling up in bed.

He crashed hard after a murmured I love you, too and that was that, he was out all night, even though his body still felt a little tense. Like he was ready for something to come at him now that he'd been taken down a notch. It wasn't comfortable, but regardless he got the sleep he so obviously needed.

Genesis' alarm woke them in the morning, and Zane instinctively covered his good ear and whined before he realized it wasn't the kind of sound he needed to recoil from. Great. How long until he stopped jumping at loud noises? "No," he mumbled. He wasn't even sure about what. He just knew he didn't want Genesis leaving.
 
Genesis​

The sound of his alarm was a rather unwelcome sound. He was tired and tensed, so another day dealing with a crap load of political bullshit wasn't something Genesis wanted to deal with. Zane's mumble of 'no' was also another incentive to just stay in bed. The changeling was till pressed tightly to his lover's chest and it took him all of two minutes to roll over, shut off his alarm, and get back into place. One more minute to sleep, that sounded good.

Genesis' eyes opened slightly as a thought ran through his mind. He still had a couple of hours before work and well, yesterday didn't exactly go off as planned. Rubbing at his eyes slowly, it took the changeling a few seconds to roll onto Zane so he was straddling the other vampire's waist. Leisurely he placed a few kisses along the younger's neck and collarbone before licking one nipple. Giving the section a slightly hard bite he could feel Zane's body naturally awaken under him.

Pulling away took a little bit of effort on Genesis' part, but he managed nonetheless. Hands pressed to Zane's stomach, he gave his lover one longing look. "Feel better?" He asked, concern lacing the question. Gen always wanted his lover, and he was sure the same was true for Zane, but he didn't want to push if the pureblood wasn't up for it.

"We could take a shower," He said, looking off towards the bathroom door to emphasize his point. "Or bathe." Bathing sounded nice, but Genesis preferred doing that after a good roll in the sack. Water tended to wash lubricant away and there was just a bit too much friction. "Of we could cuddle." That was always an option, especially if Zane wasn't feeling all that great.
 
Zane​

Zane was vaguely aware of Genesis moving, but he was still just asleep enough that he didn't care. Sometimes the changeling stayed in bed with him for a bit, sometimes he didn't. Zane wanted him to stay...but he also didn't want to get up himself, so there was that. The kisses alone were enough to pull a reaction out of him, but it was the bite that caused his eyes to fly open.

"You're horrible," he muttered, but there was a smirk curling at the edges of his lips. Genesis was insatiable, but Zane was young, and well...they had gotten distracted yesterday. The question made him sigh a little, do an internal check. Other than his head he was fine, and the pounding had gone down, but there was a considerable ache on the right side. Healing, probably.

He opened his mouth to ask Gen just to take it easy...any considerable jostling might not feel particularly good, and with as durable as they were well...they could get really into it sometimes. A few broken pieces of furniture could attest to that. But, at the last moment, he remembered something...Raymond Pierce was in their house. Not that it would stop sex by any means, but Zane would be damned if he sounded even the least bit unprepared for the task.

"I'm fine," he promised, lifting up on one elbow and using his other hand to pull his lover down for another kiss. "Sorry I didn't get to pamper you...I'll make up for it later." Because, unfortunately, now they were pressed for time.
 
Genesis​

A small smile curled Genesis' lips at Zane's words. He was happy that his love was fine, but also very ecstatic about the things he expected when he got home from work. The kiss Zane gave him was soft, too quick to be anything more. With the pureblood's okay though, Genesis wasn't planning on getting ready until that itch he had been feeling since the night before was scratched.

Genesis' hands pushed himself back up, nails digging into Zane's chest just the slightest. He thought that continuing where he had just left off would be the best course of action so, without further adieu, brought his mouth back down onto the tender flesh of the nipple he had previously bitten.

Simultaneously, Genesis began to squirm, moving so that he was between Zane's legs rather than straddling his waist. With his hands free, he was easily able to move them to the waistband of Zane's pajama bottom and slowly push the fabric down. Luckily the pureblood wasn't wearing anything extra, so it didn't take long for the younger male's hardening erection to spring free.

Slowly Gen's attentive mouth moved downward, tongue moving along every indent of Zane's defined abs. It didn't take long for the changeling's head to disappear below the covers and his mouth to ghost over his lover's penis. Licking his lips in a moment of contemplation, his mouth sucked over the head with the slightest pressure. Honestly, Genesis loved playing games, but really he was in too needy a mood to do so. He wanted to fuck, long and hard preferably (which he knew was probably not in the cards at the moment), but fast and hard was also good. He just needed to make sure that Zane was at attention.

Moment's later his lips slid down, taking the majority of Zane's cock into his mouth. The pureblood was still a bit soft having just woke up, but Genesis' head bobbed up and down slowly, fingers gripping Zane's toned thighs to get the other man to his full size.
 
Zane​

Zane eyed Genesis warily, because it was those fucking small smiles that looked nice and innocent that one usually had to watch out for. But really, at this point, it wasn't like there was anything he wasn't going to be enjoying, a fact that was brought into reminder the way nails dug into his skin. He sighed the moment lips were on him again, dropped back down against the mattress, legs falling open more to make room for the changeling.

He lifted his hips slightly to help when he felt his pajamas being moved, half expecting only a hand job or something to get them going, but the moment there was warm breath against him he was arching slightly, oh so ready, but Genesis could be such a damn tease...Until he wasn't.

"Oh, fuck." One of his hands instinctively moved to Genesis' hair, fingers tangling in the silky strands. Not that he had to guide, hell no, Genesis was damn talented with his mouth on his own, but Zane always felt like he had to hold onto something when he was getting blown. Holy shit was it good.

He could lay there forever, he really, really could, but he knew his lover wanted so much more. He shot his free hand out towards the closest nightstand, pulling it open and haphazardly searching for a bottle of lube. They always kept a generous amount on hand because...obviously.

He finally found what he was looking for when Gen did that thing that always made Zane curse and his hips jump, but the older male had a good enough grip on him that nothing was going to end up shoved farther down his throat than necessary. He was fucking hard now, no doubt about it.

Tugging Genesis up took much more effort than he would ever proudly admit, and if they'd had the time to deal with refractory periods he probably would have just given in, but they didn't. So he pulled his lover in for a quick, admittedly messy kiss. "We got time to fuck?" he asked, in between more kisses. "Or just to suck each other off?" Because, regardless, Genesis was going to have to take a shower one way or another...
 
Genesis​

Genesis' head bobbed fast, as he felt Zane's hands in his hair. Sucked harder as he felt the other man buck up against his hands. The changeling always got some sick pleasure out of being able to get his lover into this wild state. Genesis took moment to prepare himself, relaxing his mouth and throat before finally sinking down and taking Zane's full length into his mouth. Genesis could feel his lover reach the back of his throat and was thankful that there was no need for him to actual breath.

Before he knew it though, Zane was grabbing at him, pulling him from finishing him off. The older vampire's mouth wasn't unoccupied for long as Zane pulled him into a messy kiss, tongues invading. It was quick though and Genesis was admittedly only half listening to the worlds coming out of his lover's mouth. His replies were rushed too, his own cock straining against his boxer briefs.

"I don't care." He replied about the time, his hand taking the bottle of lube from Zane and opening it. His mouth found Zane's again, this time making their kiss deep. Tongues played as his free hand down his own body. Knees on either side of the younger man's waist, Genesis pushed up, straining their kiss the slightest bit as he finally got his underwear down his thighs. "Just fuck me."

Mouths separated for a moment as Genesis rushed to push open the cap of the lube bottle and hastily brought up his own hand to pour some into. Throwing the thing to the side without any regard of it spilling, Genesis reached behind himself, working a single finger into his ass. He let out a low hiss, it had actually been a while since they'd had intercourse. Insanely busy schedules will do that to any couple. Frotting and oral could only get them so far without penetration.

As he added in the second digit, stretching himself as much as possible, he latched his mouth back onto Zane's. His tongue entered the pureblood's mouth, free hand moving to take Zane's cock and keep it occupied for the time being.
 
Zane​

"I don't care." Fuck if that didn't make something hot curl in his stomach, make his cock twitch. He let go of the bottle without a fight, slight smirk on his face. He'd love to hear Genesis' excuse for being late to work (not that the changeling wouldn't have a perfectly acceptable one, but that didn't particularly fit Zane's fantasies).

Since Genesis seemed like he was going to do half the work himself, Zane focused on kissing, making sure they actually were instead of just messily aiming for each others mouths. He watched with interest as the first finger went in, licking his lips, even though he couldn't see anything but his lovers face it didn't even matter. And then they were kissing again, and that was so much better.

He was pretty sure he lost his patience way too early, but he didn't even care before reaching back and jerking Genesis' hand out of the way so he could check the stretch with his own fingers, let Gen use the extra lube to rub up his cock before he was lining up, planting his feet against the matress, and then pushing in.

Fuck it'd been too long. One hand was resting on Genesis' hip, fingers digging into his skin, the other fisted and went to Zane's mouth as he arched back, eyes screwing shut at the fucking wonderful, tight heat he'd just enveloped himself in. "Goddamnit Gen, so fucking good."
 
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