The kiss was light as a feather at first, a mere brush at the lips. His lips were slightly parted as he basked in her scent. The alcohol was unmistakeable in her breath, stinging in his nostrils.

He traced his finger across her cheek and down the side of her neck, feeling her pulse beat beneath her pearl skin. It quickened underneath his graze, bringing colour to her cheeks and lips.

She whispered his name between breaths, setting off the primal instinct in him. He pushed closer, deepening the kiss. She was now pressed against the door behind her, and he was kneeling with one knee between her legs, one hand steadying himself and another cupping her cheek. She placed a hand delicately on the nape of his neck and the other steadied herself against his chest. She was both keeping him at a distance and drawing him closer.

Yuuki's head spun as their lips moved together. She gasped slightly as he parted hers and slipped his tongue inside her mouth. She couldn't help herself as her body groaned at this new sensation, further encouraging him. His hand slipped from her cheek, to brush at her collarbone, inching downward toward her ….

A knock at the door froze them both. Their lips separated and found each other panting from the adrenaline. A voice called out, "Kaname."

"Wait." He responded, and brought their lips back together again.

Yuuki brought her hand up and cupped his mouth shut. She smiled, "Maybe you should get that."

He rolled his eyes and stood up, lifting Yuuki to her feet as well.

She walked away from the door to the chaise longue in the back and lay down while the world spun around her. He answered the door and left the room to talk to the intruder.

As he came back inside and walked toward the sofa, she sat up.

"Who was it?"

He responded with a kiss and leaned her back until he was on top of her on the couch. Ignoring her question, he made his way down to her neck and left a trail of kisses from her collarbone to her stomach, kissing the fabric of her dress as he did so. He pulled back and wrinkled his nose.

"You smell of cologne."

Yuuki blushed as she realized that it must have come from Minobe when he kissed her.

"This won't do."

Kaname proceeded to wrap his arm around her back, lifting her slightly off the sofa, and working the zipper so that her dress came apart in the back. He tugged the fabric off her body and through her legs, leaving her stunned and half-naked. She was left in her white lace matching bra and panties, as well as her long trench jacket.

She blushed scarlet, as no one had ever seen her this vulnerable before and waited for Kaname to make his next move. He was perched on her thighs, admiring her in her state.

She saw in his eyes, a spark of something she had never noticed before. It wasn't only desire, although, his body radiated that, but a darkness within that threatened to come out.

When he finally spoke, his whispers seemed to echo through the room.

"If Minobe has kissed you, and Kiryuu drank your blood. What's left for me?"

Her pulse raced as he said these words, faster than she thought her body could take. She squirmed slightly beneath him, although he remained statutorily still. He raised his eyebrow, expecting an answer to a non-rhetorical question.

She answered. "The one thing that's important."

He smiled a dark smile, pleased with her answer, and hovered over her to kiss her again.