Zack, Gen - castlevania'verse
Zack prided himself on his work. Whatever he put himself into, he always aimed for results. If it was selling, he would sell. If it was fighting, he would fight. And if it was capturing attractive vampires for personal reasons, well....
"Taking him upstairs," Zack announced, with a bundle of said attractive vampire chained up, gagged, and tossed over his shoulder. Angeal waved him along; he was only in this story along for the ride. But Genesis was glaring bloody murder at him, regardless, and Angeal smiled like sunshine in return and waved him goodbye. He'd be hearing it, but not for a day, at least. Which was more peace than he could ask for. In the meantime, Ikki needed something done with him.
Genesis was a squirmy thing, but Zack held firm on him. He was a noisy thing, too, but Zack turned a deaf ear to the many, many dampened complaints and insults to his person being crowed his way. But the more Genesis shouted through his gag, the more he fought, until finally, he had wore himself down by the time Zack kicked in the doors to the master bedroom. Sort of. Like any good victim of kidnap, the struggling renewed once he was tossed down to the canopy bed--because Genesis was vain enough to have a canopy bed. A real sexy canopy bed. Vampires only had one reason for beds, anyway. Of course it would be sexy.
"Usunvubi'h!"
Zack beamed and leaned over him, patting him on the cheek. "Isn't that my line? You went and abducted this cute little blond thing. How am I supposed to take that?"
Something unintelligible.
"And his father's a real pisser, too. A great sell, but he's unfriendly and kinda mean and he knows he's missing his boys, so it's...not very good. I know Seph has the other, but this is one competition you shouldn't have started. You're lucky the father when that way first, instead of this way."
Genesis glared stonily. Zack gave an over exaggerated sigh and reached out to tug the damn thing from his mouth, and he quickly minded the teeth that snapped at his fingers. "Untie me, Fair," the redhead hissed, "or you won't walk out of here."
"I like the way you talk, but liar." He circled the bad and crawled on from the side, tugging Gen up the bed by the slender chains, out of harm's way of the dangerous end of a vampire. Tugged him up and pinned him down by the shoulders. "I'm all kinds of jealous right now. Blonds usually win in these lover showdowns. You should be reassuring me--"
"Oh, grown up."
"--like, 'Oh Zackie, I'd never ditch you for a sweet blond nugget--'"
"When have I ever--!"
"'--especially a ripe, not-too-eager virgin of the Creisse bloodline,' because you know Ikarin's a pain in the ass and horribly straight but I read ahead, and Seph should really get his hands on Ikki, too. Because holy shit, that's some sexy incest and I'd get a lot of money on the market for footage of that. I hope the girls make them forget this when it happens. It would cause no end of problems, otherwise."
"Zack!"
"What? I didn't forget about you." Zack kissed the top of Gen's head, again needing to avoid sharp teeth as he lunged upwards. "I just really think you need to focus more on me and less on Seph."
"Focus on releasing me!"
"I am a very poorly trained dog," Zack openly claimed, if only a little jubilantly. "Orders are just strange noises. Did you know you're pretty when you're flustered?"
"You--!" Among the lighted fury, the faint flush in his cheeks, and a glare ready to kill for, Genesis was made to cut off his own tirade on account that he made the unfortunate mistake of opening his mouth in the first place. Because Zack liked kissing, even when the kisses were literally lined with daggers. Maybe especially because they were lined with daggers. Or maybe because it was him, regardless of the risk. Either would certainly explain why Genesis had a mouth over his, when Gen was supposed to be verbally ripping Zack a new one. One gloved tangled in his hair and the other was cuffing the base of his neck.
Gen acquiesced to the treatment.
"Itadakimasu."