Underworld: Kraven/Erika: 2-Gluttony
Title: Punish
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: Underworld
Characters/Pairing: Kraven/Erika
Prompt: 2-Gluttony
Word Count: 444
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Author's Notes: Reviews…please? Contains BDSM. Spoilers for Underworld.
Her nails dug into his scalp as she yanked his head back. He let out a small hiss of pain.
“You’ve been a very bad boy haven’t you Kraven?” Erika asked sternly, yanking on his hair harder.
He had doubted her strength before. Now he was finding she possessed a power he had never seen her use.
“Yes I have,” he replied through clenched teeth, his naked body trembling slightly.
“Address me properly,” she snapped, twisting her fingers around in his hair roughly.
He let out a grunt.
“Yes I have, mistress,” he replied.
“That’s better, well bad boys have to be punished,” she said, letting go of his head and walking over to a table.
Kraven panted softly. Her heels echoed off the wall as she made her way back over to him. The first blow of the crop was unexpected and he had let out a yelp, mostly from surprise. Erika smirked and bought the crop down again across his bare, smooth, milky skin. Kraven yelped again, this time from the pain. She had lost track of how many lashes she had delivered, but it was enough to mark his white skin with angry red stripes.
“More, mistress,” he growled.
Stunned by his response, Erika stood their silently.
“More!” he boomed.
“Kraven…no, if I give you more, I’ll make you bleed,” she explained.
“Just do it Erika,” he ordered.
Erika closed her eyes and bought the crop down again and again. Suddenly this game had lost all the fun it once possessed. Erika opened her eyes and watched blood ooze from an open wound. She threw the crop across the room and kneeled down by his side.
“More Erika,” he panted. He wanted to pushed, to be fully cleansed of his misdeeds.
“No Kraven, no more, no more,” she replied.
Even though she knew the wound would heal soon, she couldn’t bring herself to do any more harm to him. She looked over his back and the wound was sealed and the marks were healing themselves on his back. Kraven was slowly regaining his strength back. When he had recovered, he grabbed Erika, stripping her of all her clothes. He slipped himself inside of her and began to trust in and out for all he was worth.
His fangs found the tender flesh of her neck and punctured through the skin. Her sweet blood filled his mouth. He was intoxicated with her taste and he just kept feeding from her until he felt her body go limp beneath his from the blood lost and her recent orgasm.
“Erika?” he asked softly.
“I’m still here,” she replied, a gentle smile on her face.
Author: mistress_britt
Fandom: Underworld
Characters/Pairing: Kraven/Erika
Prompt: 2-Gluttony
Word Count: 444
Rating: NC-17
Disclaimer: Characters aren’t mine, work of fiction is.
Author's Notes: Reviews…please? Contains BDSM. Spoilers for Underworld.
Her nails dug into his scalp as she yanked his head back. He let out a small hiss of pain.
“You’ve been a very bad boy haven’t you Kraven?” Erika asked sternly, yanking on his hair harder.
He had doubted her strength before. Now he was finding she possessed a power he had never seen her use.
“Yes I have,” he replied through clenched teeth, his naked body trembling slightly.
“Address me properly,” she snapped, twisting her fingers around in his hair roughly.
He let out a grunt.
“Yes I have, mistress,” he replied.
“That’s better, well bad boys have to be punished,” she said, letting go of his head and walking over to a table.
Kraven panted softly. Her heels echoed off the wall as she made her way back over to him. The first blow of the crop was unexpected and he had let out a yelp, mostly from surprise. Erika smirked and bought the crop down again across his bare, smooth, milky skin. Kraven yelped again, this time from the pain. She had lost track of how many lashes she had delivered, but it was enough to mark his white skin with angry red stripes.
“More, mistress,” he growled.
Stunned by his response, Erika stood their silently.
“More!” he boomed.
“Kraven…no, if I give you more, I’ll make you bleed,” she explained.
“Just do it Erika,” he ordered.
Erika closed her eyes and bought the crop down again and again. Suddenly this game had lost all the fun it once possessed. Erika opened her eyes and watched blood ooze from an open wound. She threw the crop across the room and kneeled down by his side.
“More Erika,” he panted. He wanted to pushed, to be fully cleansed of his misdeeds.
“No Kraven, no more, no more,” she replied.
Even though she knew the wound would heal soon, she couldn’t bring herself to do any more harm to him. She looked over his back and the wound was sealed and the marks were healing themselves on his back. Kraven was slowly regaining his strength back. When he had recovered, he grabbed Erika, stripping her of all her clothes. He slipped himself inside of her and began to trust in and out for all he was worth.
His fangs found the tender flesh of her neck and punctured through the skin. Her sweet blood filled his mouth. He was intoxicated with her taste and he just kept feeding from her until he felt her body go limp beneath his from the blood lost and her recent orgasm.
“Erika?” he asked softly.
“I’m still here,” she replied, a gentle smile on her face.