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Disclaimer: I do not own Legacy of Kain, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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Slaughter

Disclaimer: Legacy of Kain belongs to Edios and Crystal Dynamics
not me. I am making �0.00 out of this fic, it is written purely because I have
a burning need to create. Although I would like to own Kain . . . then he�d be
mine.

Warning: this fic contains YAOI (GuyXGuy), blood play and a lemon, if this offends or upsets
you do not read this, it�s that simple.

Rating: R - NC17

Pairing: Kain/Raziel

Part: Four of four.

Authoress note: finally this fic has a proper ending, sort of. I�m
thing of a squeal but am unsure, let me know what you
think.

WARNING: LEMON.

Another Long chapter.

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Chapter Four

Slowly
Raziel came to, the world was spinning making him ill. He frowned and opened
his eyes a little watching as the ceiling spun, instantly he closed them again.
A cool hand ghosted over his forehead, cooling his skin and calming the
dizziness. He carefully tried to open his eyes again.

�What
the hell were you doing down there� Kain snapped, anger clear in his frame. He
was shaking, his hands clenched into fists.
�I bloody told you . . .� he went silent gritting his teeth together.
He�d never felt this angry in a long, long time. But it was anger tainted with
fear.

�I
. . . I was� Raziel coughed his throat dry. A cool hand reached round and
roughly lifted him into a sitting position, resting him back against the old
headboard. Kain held a worn cup up to his mouth. He gratefully swallowed the
blood offered. �Thank you� he breathed.
The two whispered words seemed to suck all the anger out of his father. He
watched as is visibly fell away, like a coat being shed. His father sighed
loudly, sound more exhausted than anything else.

�Just
. . . just don�t do it again� Kain looked at him and shook his head before
looking at the bed sheets �you could have died, do you have . . . any idea what
they would have done to you� it was now Raziel noticed, the bruise fading under
his fathers left eye, the blood on his forehead, a fresh pink scar ran across
his stomach, dried blood flaked silently off his skin. Without thinking he
lunged forwards, thin arms wrapping around his father, face pressed against his
chest.

�I
love you� he breathed looking up. Kain just looked at him, his expression
unreadable.

Raziel
watched fear welling up inside of him. His father looked . . . angry. And then
those lips brushed against his, effectively banishing Raziel�s worries. He lifted his hands timidly to clasp his father�s arms. Kain�s
mouth moved over his own so very lightly, far lighter than the previous kiss;
and yet, this caused the fire inside of him to wake faster and hotter than it
had before. Raziel quivered as heat coursed through
his veins, pumping hotly in his blood. Then he felt the tip of a tongue,
surprisingly warm, tracing over the valley between his lips. He gasped opening
his mouth as goosebumps rose all over him and his skin tingled.

His
father paused, and Raziel new and uncertain, moved
his lips questioningly under his father�s mouth. His father groaned
making Raziel freeze but before he could begin to wonder if he�d done something
wrong, a hand moved to cradle the back of his head holding them together.
Another arm wrapped around his lower back, clawed hand settling across his
stomach. Fangs grazed over his bottom lip, then his father�s tongue was
slipping into his mouth. A quiet moan escaped him and as it did Kain tensed his
grip tightening, crushed their bodies together hard. Raziel jerked in surprise
and clutched at his father, cold skin warming under his touch. Raziel thrust his
tongue against his fathers with growing urgency. The movement caused his father
to groan again and suddenly Raziel felt himself pinned to the bed, held there
under the weight of his sire. Kain�s mouth moved from his child�s and down over
his throat, tracing the veins that lay just under the skin, throbbing
temptingly.

Raziel
arched when he felt fangs scrape over his skin but not slice down. The heat
inside him was intensifying devouring him inside, as memories from his
conversation with Charlotte
sprang up, would they really do all that? How? Would it hurt? He closed his
eyes and felt his breath hitch, stuck in his chest. His hands were clawing at
his father�s back; he could smell the blood from the thin scratches he was
inflicting. He could feel his father�s hands running up and down his chest and
over his waist. Light touches driving him mad, he couldn�t see, couldn�t
breathe. His chest felt like it was closing, the heat intensifying, his skin
was so tight. Raziel swallowed a thin cry as his father�s mouth found his
again, but he couldn�t stop himself twisting and bucking up when Kain�s hand
slipped over the flat expanse of his stomach, moving down until it slid between
his legs to cup his sex. His hands twitched and claws sunk into his fathers
back, Kain made a small surprised sound before shivering. He let out a choked
sob and bucked into that hand helplessly. It was so intense; the burning became
painful and raw but undeniably good. He bucked again as his father stroked him.

�Father�
he whined and it was all gone.

Cold
shock rushed through him, and collided with the burning making him cry out in
frustration and pain. His father had stopped, why? Opening his eyes it took a
moment to focus, but when he did he saw his father had turned away from him. He
went to move forwards but Kain moved quickly, hands pressing Raziel back.

�No�
he hissed, his voice deep and heavy

�Father,�
Raziel whined, looking up, his eyes half closed and needy, he pressed forwards
against hands holding him away. �Why did we stop?� Kain took a deep breath
despite not really needing to and opened his mouth, no sound came out. �Why?�
Raziel tried to lean forward and Kain felt his arms shake. Kain hissed through
his teeth, what was wrong with him, didn�t he want this? Oh, gods that had to be the most
ridiculous question since . . .ever his
mind silently answered for him of course he wanted this. Then why wasn�t he . . . because I can�t let him control me. Raziel stopped pushing forwards and Kain felt his arms sag.
For some stupid reason he could not raise his eyes from the sheets. He growled
to himself, since when had he been afraid to look at someone. Dear lord this
was pathetic, the scourge of the circle, destroyer of Nosgoth, killer of
daemons and the Hylden could not bring himself to meet the eyes of his child.

�Please Father� Raziel sounded like he would cry. Something within Kain
twisted and broke at those words. He would not be controlled, this could not
continue. But it already had, he knew he could not fight it. He�d never been
able nor would he ever be able to refuse this child anything. Leaning forwards
he closed his mouth over his child�s again.

The
heat was calmer this time. Raziel sighed in relief, the speed with which it had
come before had been frightening, and it had been so close to pain he�d almost
wept. Light kisses were spread across his shoulders and chest as the sheet was
slowly pulled away. Raziel half noticed he had a large bruise on his stomach
and one on his thigh which was bare. His father having obviously stripped him
to make sure he wasn�t badly hurt. His train of thought was stopped when his
father nipped, nearly dangerous at his nipple making him whine. A pail hand
made tiny delicate patterns across his stomach making him giggle as it tickled
and rose goose bumps on his skin again. His father looked up at him and raised
an eyebrow.

�Tickles�
he breathed still shaking with silent laughter as the same hand did it again.

He
stopped laughing when Kain�s hand stopped its procrastinating and crept down between
his legs to tease his sex. Gentle touches just ghosting across. Raziel writhed
as the heat grew stronger, still at the same slow pace it had before. It was
delicious, intensity growing gently, growing ever more enflamed until finally
he arched up and whimpered. Wanting something more to be touched firmly, not
the little light ones. He felt his father pull back completely for a moment and
opened his eyes long enough to see black pants falling to the floor before that
same weight settled over him again. He purer reaching up wrapping arms around
ivory shoulders. Feeling as light touches ran up and down his sides and over
his stomach. He hissed, baring fangs in frustration, before the grip on his
arousal returned, tighter. Crying out Raziel jerked up into the touch and threw
his head back. The heat was growing faster now but the speed was good, he
wanted it faster. He heard his father
groan quietly and the sound seemed to
liquefy every muscle in his body.

All
of a sudden Kain caught his child�s wrists and pinned them above his head with
one hand, capturing his mouth in a searing kiss as his free hand moved faster,
his grip tightening a little. Another cry escaped the fledgling, the sound
muffled by his sire�s mouth. Raziel moaned and bucked against his father,
breaking the kiss. His vision blurred into a haze of wiry muscles straining
beneath alabaster skin as he buried his head on his father shoulder. Then the
heat changed, it became concentrated, he felt it building. Shooting down to his
groin from all over the rest of his body. He tossed his head from side to
side, trying to fight it, as the burning nearly became pain again, but it
wouldn�t be stopped, he felt like he would explode.

"Father�
he heard his voice crack and break, �please�

Kain�s
weight lifted off of him and he opened his mouth to scream but the cry caught
in his throat and all that came out was a small choked sound. Through tear
filled eyes he saw his father moving downward, pristine hair trailing over his
stomach as he moved between his legs. Molten gold eyes turned red as they
stared back at him and his father lowered his head. What was he . . .

Raziel
screamed as he was swallowed. His back bowed, hips arching up off the bead. It
was pain, it had to be pain nothing was so intense without being pain. But it
wasn�t pain, it was wonderful. Those lips moved up, tongue circling the head,
then Kain swallowed him again and sucked on him powerfully. It was like he was
trying to completely drain him of blood in seconds through his sex. Then the world
turned white. The sun burned behind his eyes as if it were only just being
born, white hot fire shot through every vein in his body and he sobbed with the
force of it. He felt a clawed hand on his hips and was half aware that what he
gave was being drank. He arched one last time before the white heat left him,
tingling pleasantly on the mattress his father lying beside him pulling them
together.

Charlottes description had not
done it justice.

Kain
was breathing deeply trying hard to keep calm, as he cradled his shuddering
child as it rode through it�s aftershocks. He was whispering soothing nonsense
in it�s ear trying to calm it down some, it�s shaking was becoming a worry.
Fear gripped him when he saw tears but the grip his child had on him and the
nearly silent, nonsensical words he was mumbling let Kain know he wasn�t hurt.
Watching him now Kain shook his head at his own doubts, how could he not have
done this, even if only to see that.

�Can
we do . . . it the . . . other way . . . now� Kain stopped when he heard his
child speak softly still panting for breath.

�What?�
he managed surprise making his throat close

�Charlotte said . . .
inside� Raziel swallowed, his eyes only now starting to focus �I want . . .� he
stopped, giving up, talking was to hard now. After a few moments silence he
heard his father speak, his voice horse.

"It
will hurt you" Kain managed, Raziel shivered, gripping hold of his sire
and nuzzled against clammy flesh.

�Please�
he breathed, �I wan . . .� the words were swallowed by his father in a kiss
before he could finish. He felt his father lean to the side slightly and heard
a loud clatter from beside the bed. The drawer in the small table had fallen
and hit the floor. But his father ignored his and leaned back over him. He
whimpered when he felt his father�s hands slid up between his legs pushed them
wide, earning a gasp of surprise. He felt claws trail up and down his thighs
like they had across his stomach, tickling. He snorted and twisted as he
shivered the sensations racing through him. The tingling shooting straight into
his groin. He felt his father lean over him lips closing on his throat again
while his hand moved lower.

Raziel
heard himself let out a quiet cry of both surprise and some pleasure when a
single clawed finger traced his opening, teasing. It was unusual, it felt good
but also very alien, it was sending little shiveres
up and down his spine. Something inside of him remembered this and knew it,
subconsciously he pressed back against his father. The fingertip pressed
harder, slipping inside. He grunted, it didn�t hurt as such but it felt
strange. He felt his father�s mouth move up nipping at his ear with sharp
teeth, as another finger pushed inside. He grunted again but he also felt an
odd shiver burning up his spine and down again into his groin a lot stronger
than before. The sensation made him squeak and rock his hips slightly against
the invasion. He felt fingers move inside of him, reaching deeper. He yelped
when his father�s other hand closed over his already hard member and move
slowly, stroking, intensifying the heat again. He trust back hard against the
invasion and almost screamed in alarm

"Father!!"
he cried, trying to sit up suddenly but being pushed back down by a gentle
clawed hand. He gasped wondering what had just happened, that had felt, the way
it felt when Kain had swallowed him. Intense but only for a second. He half
felt fingers move subtly and then it happened again. He wailed, screaming and
pressed up, arching violently up against his father, causing both of them to
groan as their erections brushed against each other. Lying back his father
kissed him and stroked that spot inside of him again. Oh, it felt so good, too
good, intense and hot and he nearly screamed for more. His father rolled
against him pressing his hips against his child�s making them both groan again.

"Please�
he hissed pulling back from the kiss, nipping at an alabaster shoulder, he felt
his father shudder against him, and move away. He watched through half lidded eyes
as Kain fiddled with a small bottle of . . . something and only half heartily
wondered what it was. He watched as his father slicked his sex and leaned
forward pushing his child�s legs open farther. Then he felt his father pressing
against his entrance.

"Kain!�
Kain gasped in alarm at the tremulous wail as he entered his child, it sounded
as if he were killing the child, but the legs that wrapped around his hips said
otherwise. He leaned down and feathered kisses over his child�s face, calming
him. It was then that the shock it hit him, this was the first time, Raziel had
ever said his name. oh of all the times to start. He�d told it to him when he�d
woken but . . . �Kain!� his child cried again, frustrated. Kain took an
unneeded breath and tried to swallow the emotion that had rose and was
currently making the physical sensations three million times stronger. This
child was going to drive him to utter madness.
Leaning down he kissed his child harder than before to distract him as he
pushed inside fully, wondering how it was possible to feel this much at once
without exploding.

Raziel�s
cries were muffled by his father�s mouth as he felt himself being filled. It hurt, there was no denying
it, this really hurt and he couldn�t stop the muffled cries or the tears. It
was burning, he was burning to death from the inside. Kain had his eyes
squeezed shut, trying with all the will he had to move slowly. But it was so
beautiful and so delicious, and great gods so hot and tight. He felt his
arms almost give out as he slid in to the hilt and stopped. Iron control
holding him still, looking down he frowned, feeling guilt for causing his child
pain. He swallowed loudly, he�d done this many times to many people and never
not once had he felt this bad about hurting his partner. What on Nosgoth was
this child doing to him. Leaning down he lapped at the bloody tears.

�Shh�
he breathed �just relax. I promise it�ll stop� Now golden once blue eyes opened
and looked up in unmistakable adoration and trust. The legs around his hips
tightened and Kain felt his breathing stop completely. He couldn�t stand this,
he closed his eyes unable to look at him, he did not disserve that kind of
trust from anyone. A small sound, not quite a whimper and he felt his child�s
hips jerk slightly in an experimental little movement.

"fath
. . .er� he hissed and Kain was grateful he had not used his name. As
sensations race through every vein in his body, his felt his blood boil in his
veins and heard himself hiss. Vaguely Kain realized that he was trembling. This
madness was going to kill him. He could feel his heart pounding in his chest.

�I�m
mad� he hissed as his child pushed against him again hips rolling slow and
smooth. Kain hissed again as pure pleasure surged through his spine and bowed
his back, wrenching away any control he thought he had. He cried out, and
bucked sharply, thrusting deep within the young body beneath him. Raziel
yelped, his body arched, nails raking over his father�s chest. Kain heard more
than felt his claws dig deep into the mattress.

�Ahh,
please� the words more a gasp than anything else as Raziel arched up beneath
his father with a desperate moan. The movement forced a choked sound out of
Kain�s throat and he thrust into his child again, shoving himself deep, so deep
and tight and hot. Raziel groaned, this was wonderful, the heat was throbbing
through him, the pain was still there but it was unimportant now as each thrust
his father gave brushed up against something inside him, that same something
that had been touched on by his father�s fingers. Kain had started to move
carefully now, never before had he strained himself so strongly to be so
careful. A faint buzz was singing over his nerves, never before had this been
so intense.

�Father�
Raziel�s voice was demanding, wanting more. Kain dimly felt his sanity start to
shatter. Every little movement his child made, every sound and another crack
webbed through and made him that little bit more fragile. �FATHER!� the demand
shattered him he was faintly aware as thousands of gleaming pieces flew off.
With a growl normally reserved for prey he pressed forward hard, Raziel�s grip
on him tightened and he did it again. Snapping his hips forward faster, with
more force than he felt he should have. But the pleasure shot up through him
and robbed him of the tiny fragment of control he was holding on to and it
could not be stopped. Raziel bucked up against his father, easily matching the
harsh pounding rhythm and crying out as he did so. He felt the tightness
growing again and bit his lip to loosen it.

His
father�s mouth closed over his again and he felt the undeniable sharpness of
lengthened fangs. The kiss did not last long as Kain moved away, mouth
wandering down his child�s throat to where he wanted and brutally he sank fang
into vein. Raziel snapped his head back and all out howled, nothing in the
world could be more perfect than this. He felt his father shift him, moving him
a little while clawed hands clutching his hips and slammed deeper inside. Kain
drew back from his child�s bloody throat as he heard the nearly silent mewl,
and hands close in his hair, pulling hard. Leaning back he pulled his child�s
hip, making them roll upwards with every thrust he gave. He felt like he would
explode soon, his heart wanted to explode. He felt raw inside, he was bleeding
every movement tore him inside a little more. He opened his mouth and was
surprised when blood didn�t pour from his lips. He was so very close, the
absolute pleasure becoming to much.

But
his child would die first.

Gripping
his child�s sex he stroked in time to his movements. It only took three more
thrusts and two stroke before his child flew apart with a delicious scream.
Bucking wildly up against his father, he drew him deep inside, clenching around
him, milking him, forcing him farther than he could bear. A ragged, desperate
cry tore from Kain�s throat, as he followed his child into oblivion.

Opening
his eyes Raziel found his limbs had turned to mush and he simply could not
move. Not that he wanted to. His father was still inside of him and had
gracelessly collapsed half on top of him. Smiling Raziel managed to lift his
arms, wrapping them around his father�s shoulders. One hair tweaking his hair.
Kain slowly moved, rising up on shaking arms, with a gasp he separated himself
from his child and allowed himself to collapse next to him. He felt the
fledgling curl in his arms and sighed with exhaustion. Closing his eyes he felt
wetness on his chest, he frowned and tilted his child�s face up to his with a
claw under its chin. Bloody stained tears fell from Raziel as he looked to his
father.

�Why
. . . why are you crying� Kain was pathetically proud that he�d managed the
sentence. But before his child could reply he leaned down and drank in the
creamy taste of his child�s tears, his own eyes stinging far more than they had
a right to.

"Father�
the child whispered brokenly against his lips before sealing them together. A
shudder crawled up Kain�s spine, at the kiss, stronger and stronger until it
wrenched a moan from deep in his throat. The things this child could do to him,
he had feared losing control of having his control taken but this child had
twisted him until he�d given it willingly. He swallowed hard, Oh dear lord, this child has me in tatters,
his mind hissed I am undone. �Father�
Raziel�s voice was firmer now

�Shh�
Kain dragged sheets over them, feeling the sunlight press at the boarded
windows. Wrapping arms around Raziel again he rocked subtly. �You have me
child. Sleep now�. Raziel looked at him, then smiled slowly, exausted and nuzzeled down
against him before closing his eyes.

Kain knew this had been a mistake, possibly
the biggest mistake he had ever made, he knew this one act would most likely be
his undoing, but looking down at the sleeping bundle of limbs in his arms he
knew he would have done it again, that he would do it again. He let out a long breath that he hadn�t known
he�d been holding, and cradled Raziel close, eyelids drifting closed.

He
did not know how much pain this mistake would cause and quiet frankly he didn�t
care either.

~

Slowly
Kain felt sleep being forced from him. The soft nuzzling against the back of
his neck driving sleep away. He growled lowly, hoping his child would take the
hint but after a few moments he realised this was not going to happen. Bugger.

�You�re
awake� Raziel sounded surprised when his father rolled over and glared at him,

�Wonder
why� Kain sighed and closed his eyes.

Rolling
onto his back Kain placed a cool hand across his forehead. His head was pounding
for some reason. He jumped a little when he felt cool lips close over his own
and smiled into the kiss. This wasn�t actually a bad way to wake up. A small
hand skimmed gentle, barely touching over his shoulder and moved down, slipping
beneath the sheets.

�You
want . . .� Kain�s started opening his eyes then stopped when Raziel�s eyes
suddenly lit up, causing Kain to lift a pail eyebrow in question

�In
the bath� Raziel jumped and clambered over his father and almost fell from the
bed, grabbing his fathers arm and pulling, trying in vain to pull Kain�s from
the sheets �like you were before�

�What!�
Kain snorted a laugh in surprise, even as the idea complete with in depth
mental images, sent an electric jolt to his groin �no� he pulled his arm free
�it�ll spill everywhere and filling it again is very difficult� oh dear god I sound like Vorador!

�Oh�
Raziel stopped pulling and sighed, dejected. Kain looked at him for a moment
before grumbling loudly with mock irritation; he stood and pushed his child onto
the bed as he stormed past. Raziel frowned and sat up from his sprawled
position, his father was gone. He waited a moment wondering if Kain would be
angry if he went after him, maybe he�d annoyed him to much; maybe he�d gone
down stairs and had no intention of coming back. Raziel almost leapt to his
feet at that idea,

�Don�t
leave� he called �it doesn�t matter rea . . .� he stopped when Kain reappeared
in the bedroom, dripping in blood. Leaving bloody splatters over the floor.

�Are
you happy now� Kain snapped trying to sound annoyed but the smirk got in the
way, Raziel blinked for a moment before grinning widely dropping to his knees
and reaching for his father

�Very
much so� Raziel nuzzled against his stomach, Kain�s smirk widened. Vorador had
always liked him covered in blood as well.

End of
Fic

Authoress Note; There may be a sequel to
this I�m not sure. I had a lot of ideas that didn�t make it into the fic so I�m
playing with the idea of squeal. Please let me know what you think.

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