The full moon hung low, casting silver light through the glass windows of Adrian's penthouse. The city below buzzed with oblivious energy, unaware that war brewed quietly in its shadows. But up here, in the tense silence between two bound souls, something else was happening something primal.
Kai stood in the doorway to Adrian's room, his eyes dark with thoughts, lips parted as if on the verge of a question. His body was bare except for one of Adrian's black button-up shirts, far too large for his petite frame. It draped over him like a lover's touch, brushing the tops of his thighs with every step he took toward the vampire.
Adrian was watching him like prey no, like treasure. His shirt was undone, revealing the sculpted lines of his chest and the sharp hunger in his crimson eyes. He held a glass of bloodwine in one hand, but he hadn't taken a sip. He was already drunk on Kai.
"I thought we were getting some sleep," Kai murmured, voice soft, teasing.
Adrian tilted his head, setting the glass down. "Sleep? With you walking around looking like that? Not a fucking chance."
Kai blushed, but he didn't back down. He padded closer, barefoot and bold, heart thumping in his chest. "What if I said I wanted a distraction… something to take my mind off the vampire council and my psycho pack alpha?"
Adrian didn't move until Kai was within arm's reach. Then, faster than the human eye could catch, he gripped Kai's wrist and pulled him flush against his body. "You don't need a distraction, baby. You need to feel something real."
Kai shivered, his breath catching. "And what's that supposed to mean?"
Adrian's fingers slid under the hem of his own shirt, trailing slowly up Kai's thighs, his grip firm. "It means I want to remind you what you're fighting for. What we're fighting for."
"By ripping my clothes off?"
Adrian smirked. "Exactly."
He didn't wait for permission he knew he didn't need it. The moment their lips met, it was like a fuse was lit. Kai melted into him, moaning softly as Adrian's hands roamed over his skin, claiming every inch like it belonged to him.
Clothes hit the floor in a heated blur. Adrian pressed Kai back against the bed, the cool sheets doing nothing to soothe the fire sparking between them.
Kai arched beneath him, head tilting back, breathy whines spilling from his lips as Adrian kissed and bit down his neck. Not enough to draw blood yet but just enough to leave bruises. Marks. Ownership.
"You drive me insane," Adrian whispered into his ear, voice ragged. "So fucking soft… and all mine."
Kai whimpered, wrapping his legs around Adrian's waist, grinding against him with barely restrained need. "Then take me already…"
The tension between them snapped. Adrian growled, deep and hungry, as he thrust into him, hard and raw. No hesitation. No softness. Just two supernatural beings tearing into each other like the world might end tomorrow.
Kai cried out, clutching at Adrian's back, nails dragging down pale skin. "F....fuck Adrian"
"You feel that?" Adrian growled, slamming into him again, "That's real. That's ours."
They moved together like something instinctual, like they were made for this rhythm, this chaos. The sound of skin slapping against skin filled the room, punctuated by moans and growls and the sharp gasps of an omega unraveling beneath the force of a vampire's love and lust.
Adrian's mouth found Kai's again, kissing him with a desperation that said, I might lose everything, but not you. He pushed them both closer to the edge, then dragged Kai over it, leaving him wrecked and trembling beneath him.
When they finally collapsed together, sweat-slicked and breathless, Kai curled into Adrian's chest, lips still tingling.
"…You're not letting me walk tomorrow, are you?" he whispered.
Adrian chuckled, low and satisfied. "Nope."
"Asshole."
"Love you too, baby."
And in that stillness, in the aftershock of raw passion and shared vulnerability, neither of them said it but they both felt it:
The war was coming.
But they had each other now.
And they were ready to fight.
Adrian's hand moved possessively across Kai's flushed skin, the afterglow of their raw, unrestrained passion still crackling in the air like lightning. Kai lay sprawled on the bed, skin kissed pink and glistening with sweat, chest heaving as he tried to remember how to breathe.
But there was no peace in the silence.
Only the thunderous beat of two hearts tethered by a bond neither fully understood.
Kai turned his head slightly, brushing Adrian's jaw with the tip of his nose, seeking closeness even after being thoroughly claimed. "Was that... your idea of romance?"
Adrian chuckled low, voice still gravelly from growling his name. "No, sweetheart. That was me losing control. You don't want to see romance yet. It'll ruin you."
Kai snorted, cheek pressing into the pillow. "Pretty sure you already did that."
"Oh, I haven't even started," Adrian whispered, lips brushing Kai's ear before he trailed slow, feather-light kisses down the back of his neck.
Kai shivered. His omega instincts stirred, humming with the pleasure of being cherished and dominated in the same breath. He was used to being underestimated small, delicate, the runt of his old pack. But with Adrian? He wasn't just desired. He was worshipped.
The kind of worship that came with teeth.
Adrian slid his arm under Kai, pulling him back against his chest, spooning him possessively. "You good?" he murmured.
Kai's voice was soft but honest. "I'm… better than good."
There was a pause. Adrian didn't speak for a beat, and when he did, his voice had that dangerous velvet edge again.
"You need to be careful, Kai."
Kai blinked, turning slightly to look at him. "What do you mean?"
Adrian's crimson gaze softened with something he rarely showed: fear. "The council, your old alpha none of them would understand what we are. They'll try to use you. Hurt you. Take you from me."
Kai's lips parted, but Adrian cut him off, brushing a thumb across his lower lip.
"I will burn the world to the ground before I let them."
For a long moment, they just stared at each other. The predator and the prey. The vampire and the werewolf. But neither felt like the enemy anymore.
Kai leaned in, pressing a gentle kiss to Adrian's collarbone. "Then I guess we're burning it together."
Adrian smirked, but his hand curled protectively around Kai's waist.
A flicker of movement outside the window caught his eye. Shadows. Shifting.
The peace was ending.
And their enemies were starting to circle.