Guns and Roses [AU: Yusuke X Kurama]

[EDDE]

Fox:
Oh, how he enjoyed those eyes roaming over him. It left the fox tingling from head to toe, and he was sorely tempted to give Yusuke more of a show despite his mistakes; but he had to remain firm if his positive reinforcement was going to work. At least, that was what he told himself. He refused to admit that it was his lack of patience that spurred him on this far. "I don't believe you will need to focus too hard on your paper," the fox offered kindly. "Surely you can write about your favorite place to dine. Simply chose a place, then elaborate on what you find pleasing about it; the food, the decor, the atmosphere. If you find yourself at a loss, then make up a few of the details. With a prompt as vague as this, your teacher will not be grading you on what you write, but on your knowledge of how to write."

Shuichi took the notebook and opened it to the front page, then picked up the pencil once more. "First the introduction, restating the prompt, naming your choice, and listing three things you enjoyed about it," the fox wrote that down. "Followed then by the body paragraphs, each elaborating on those three things; and finally, the conclusion. Which is a recap of what you've just written. In essence, you will rewrite the introduction." In quick, but crisp and clear handwriting, the fox even offered a few examples beside the notes. If things went according to plan, then he would be able to answer too many questions. "So long as you keep writing, you will be finished in no time at all. Now," Shuichi slid off of the table and set the notebook and pencil down. "I promised you something special. So..."

Biting lightly on his lower lip, the fox lowered himself to his knees and crawled under the table to kneel between Yusuke's legs. "As long as you keep working," Kurama rested his cheek on the teen's inner thigh and looked up at him through thick, red lashes. "I will as well." Fleeting kisses were placed on that thigh as he leaned forward until he was pressing his lips over Yusuke's groin. "I suggest you start writing," he purred.

EDDE:
His attention turned on the paper Shuichi was writing on, reading the notes as he spoke. It was really hard not to put his attention there despite where it wanted to be. The way he spoke, it was almost as if attention were demanded. But it wasn't in a harsh way or anything like that. His voice and tone had a draw. And it pulled the detective in incredibly well. Although he let off a chuckle as he debated writing about his own house. It was where he was more comfortable eating. No dumb ass people to deal with there... So long as his mother wasn't home. Plus, he'd fallen well into that loner type situation he used to find himself in just about constantly. He'd gotten pretty set in his ways in that sense.

But that made him think on something else. Before he'd ever really looked or cared to notice, he'd become incredibly comfortable in having the others around more often than not too. And even more subtly while just as much suddenly, he'd gotten insanely used to having this teen at his side.

'Man; what a crazy thought. I mean, who'da guessed? Really.' Well, he couldn't speak for anyone else, but it sure as Hell wouldn't have been his own first guess. Maybe that was what made it seem so...

He didn't realize he'd distracted himself slightly in staring up at him while he spoke and thinking on how incredibly comfortable and warm this was. And that was saying a lot; he was doing schoolwork. Those things didn't ever tend to blend well. He didn't notice the soft smile that had touched his lips as he watched Shuichi focus on writing out these notes for him either; at first.

'Oh crap!'

Yusuke looked back down at the paper quickly in order to try and catch back up. It was going to take too much though. Cause now the subject was changed to that 'something special'. Sudden heat and recognition hit his face at the same time just before the redhead shifted under the table.

Oh man. Was he glad there were notes already, or what?

Chocolate eyes went wide as he watched him position himself. "Hang on, what-- You can't just-- I-I mean I can't just..." It might not seem possible through glowing red cheeks, but that flush deepened even further. It spread down into his chest as Shuichi sat in front of him, only to travel down to a far more felt area as a nuzzles were placed against his thigh.

It pushed a slight whimper but much more prominent shutter through his entire being. Though the whimper should have been more noticeable, he just hadn't had the breath to support such a noise all of a sudden. It may have stood out more once the pout that was supposed to come with it found his face. "This ain't fair." The complaint was genuine, although it wasn't the act or promise itself that was bothering him at all; or even the incentive it presented.

"I can't focus on school for more than five minutes on my own, Shuichi. You can't honestly think I'd be able to with a way bigger distraction than I've ever had in my life." The pout faded, his argument only pausing for a moment before it turned a little dejected; toward himself since there was no way he wanted to turn down such a delicious offer.

It held a spark of hopefulness in there. "Right? I'm right, right? Tell me I'm right."

He lacked recognition toward the claim on those words not being his own. It was something he'd been exposed to enough to pick up as a trait it seemed. He couldn't possibly notice how alike he could seem to the woman he'd raised over the years since she'd given birth to him. "Cause if I'm wrong you got WAY too high ah hopes fer me." Although he wasn't nearly as cheery at the moment as his mother had been when she'd pointed those previous words at Kurama before they'd left.

"Look," he offered in an attempt to rationalize for himself and explain for the redhead. "You can teach a monkey to do just about any trick. But that don't mean he'll magically learn how to talk while you're working with him."

Nope. That wasn't right. And now he felt like he'd just called himself a monkey. What was the right way to say what he was trying to get at?

He did understand what he meant even though he didn't have words. In fact, it was on the tip of his tongue; mentally and physically. A frustrated growl that didn't match the ones he'd had to offer the redhead recently bubbled past his throat. "That's not right," he informed him quickly in an attempt of staving off a rebuttal.

"It's not what I meant to mean... I think I shoulda said something closer to 'doggy treats'..." Great. So now he was dumb dog instead of a dumb monkey. He felt more like he was making an ass out of himself at the moment than any other animal.

"Treats," he continued in his attempt while also trying to cover up the blunder. Was he panicking, or was he just already far too overstimulated by the promise those sweet, proper, sinful damn lips were currently spreading lightly over his clothed member? "And uh... Too much...?"

The teen put on his thinking cap and was surrounded in that cute bubble of his that said as much. But the gears were grinding too hard and he could easily imagine smoke leaking from his ears in that moment. Maybe it was too much to try and shift them like that this late in the race. If he'd just back off for a second he might be able to put his thoughts together, dammit! But just the small attention he was getting had him way too--

"Oh!" Yusuke's fist popped into an open palm through a sudden 'aha' moment. Because it was the same for this already, which helped him think of the word he was looking for considering his dumb ass had already thought of it a moment ago. And it was entirely possible that he looked far too giddy about it.

"Overstimulated!" The offer was cheery. But in an instant that heat from before (the not so good one) punched him square in the face all over again and a somewhat shy look was turned down on his boyfriend before it turned off in another direction quickly.

"Or something like that," he added in an almost huffy mumble.

"Okay so uh... I know what to write about now." It was added in the same breath, and tone. Maybe that was the embarrassing part. He'd put together a lot of pieces suddenly and all at once. And now that the puzzles were finished it was even harder to resist that delicious offer he'd been given.

But it was gonna be so hard.

Still, that last little bit had been his opening to allow the redhead to talk him into it... Not that it'd take too much convincing at this point. After making that fuss though, he couldn't just give in all of a sudden, could he? Even if it were accepted for him to give in, stubborn ego couldn't allow it now anyway. There at least had to be another attempt on the fox's part first. He'd bruised his own ego pretty severely just now. Enough to need at least a little bit of doting on to come back from his fopaux and have enough confidence to carry on with all of this.

Fox:
While Yusuke fumbled around with his words, Shuichi hummed a happy tune while untying the knot holding up the teen's pants. It was hard not to laugh at the absurd things coming from his boyfriend's mouth. Was he comparing himself to a monkey? Though, likening himself to a dog was a little more accurate. If only because of that puppy dog look he tended to give him as of late; but the fox kept himself in check. Laughing at him now wasn't the best idea. Besides, he was much more interested in his own actions.

The waistband of Yusuke's pants was tugged down to give him access to the boxers beneath, and the fox touched his nose to the bulge to take in a deep breath. The detective's scent was intoxicating. Green eyes fluttered shut as he relished the rush of arousal he felt himself, and only opened them when he noticed the silence. "I have faith in your abilities, Yusuke," he assured. Despite his position the words were calm and kind, as if speaking to a downtrodden child. "You should as well." Kurama parted his lips to place open mouthed kisses over the exposed fabric. "You find difficulty focusing because you lack inspiration. School work seems trivial and boring. I assume that to be even more true since the tournament's conclusion. It is not your intelligence that holds you back, it is your lack of motivation."

Shuichi slipped a hand inside the open boxers to pull out his prize, then gave it a kiss just below the head. "As long as you are writing, I will give you pleasure. Should you cease your work, I will as well." He dragged his tongue from base to tip. "Is that not enough incentive, Yusuke?"

EDDE:
His babbling came to abrupt an end. He'd paused previously for input, but continued attention and warm words were putting such a rush in his veins that he could hear it in his ears just under what the fox had to say. And he lost whatever words had been on his lips after because of it. A pathetic noise fell from his chest all over again. But this time he knew why instantly. His jeans were undone. He'd been freed from them and his boxers both. And Shuichi looked so damned sexy there it was almost too much to bare. "Alright."

The agreement was practically mindless and done on impulse alone, but that didn't mean he didn't mean it. He'd been presented with a challenge just now; one he doubted he'd be very good at. But when he grabbed the pencil up and moved over the paper a more complaintive whine fell from his chest. Sitting back again to look down on him he mentioned, "I can't see you like this."

That wasn't all the table barred though. And he only noticed because the hand that was steadying his notebook had taken to kneading at it a little already. It also barred him from being able to touch back of he were going to actually try and focus on this paper.

Fox:
"You are meant to be looking at the paper anyway," he replied simply. The fox glanced up at his boyfriend briefly before turning his attention back to the glorious thing in front of him. He was eager to begin and couldn't help but offer a few more light licks and kisses. He wouldn't get a real taste until Yusuke started writing, and the thought pulled an impatient whine from his throat. "Please begin, Yusuke," Shuichi huffed, his hot breath billowing over the exposed erection. "I am eager to do so myself."

EDDE:
Yusuke bit at his lip lightly. This was probably gonna be even harder than he already thought. The deep-set shiver that rolled through his entire body as Kurama continued paying him attention and asked such a delicious question only spoke toward that. "Mph."

The meek noise was followed by a low groan as he forced himself to lean forward and look over the blank paper once again. It took him a couple tries, but he managed to read over the notes Shuichi had given him and press the pencil to the paper. It sat there for a long moment as he forced out careful, even breaths for himself before he could form a sentence in his mind. Slowly but surely, that sentence was pressed onto the paper.

Fox:
His light touches continued, waiting impatiently for his boyfriend to begin, but he didn't try to rush him verbally. This was meant to be a learning experience after all, even if he planned to distract the poor detective. Keen senses caught the sound of a pencil writing on paper and Shuichi got to work. He had to remind himself several times to start slow. He wanted nothing more than to swallow him whole, but that would be cruel. Besides, this would give him time to truly enjoy it.

Leaning it, Kurama pressed his nose to the base and dragged in a long breath. The scent of the day's activities mingled heavily with Yusuke's arousal, and it was enough to pull a moan from his lips. His own shaft was beginning to react. He loved this dick. It was the perfect size, shape, scent, and taste. With another low moan Shuichi opened his mouth and dragged the flat of his tongue from base to tip, then flicked it over the head and frenulum quickly before giving it a sweet kiss, then repeating the process.

EDDE:
He was surprised by how well he could picture what the redhead was doing down there despite not being able to see. The problem was he didn't know what he would be doing next because of it. And he was sure that made it even more distracting than it should be. Then again, his eyes would probably be glued to Shuichi more often than not if he could see him. And that would probably get torturous considering his vow to stop if Yusuke did.

His boyfriend took in a deep breath and Yusuke let it out shakily. His pencil paused for the heavy shutter the initial shiver proper attention drew through him. But that was a natural reaction. It continued right after, although it drew across the paper much slower than it had for his first sentence. A pitiful whine rolled through his chest and he had to fight to keep his eyes open against an intense rush of pleasure that tongue raged through him in its quick actions. And then he did it again; and again. And Yusuke was already having as much trouble breathing as he was keeping a grip on that pencil. Hell, maybe even more. He had to hold that breath to be able to focus on keeping it moving on more than one occasion... And at this rate... Dammit.

"This is cruel," he complained in heavy tone as he decided as much. Attention was being paid to him too well already. More attention than he deserved really. Because even though he was keeping that pencil moving, it was shaking and dragging so slowly that he'd only just started his third sentence. And he didn't even know if his first two made any sense at this point. But he wasn't willing to stop and check. If he did, Shuichi's threat of stopping wouldn't just be a threat anymore. And he couldn't stand the thought of losing that attention despite his complaint over it.

Fox:
"I know." The words were breathed in a strained whine before he could even ponder over them. He was suffering too, because his actions were dictated by Yusuke's which forced him to be far slower than he wanted to be. The detective hadn't written much, so he couldn't continue on with what he was eager for. Instead, the fox paused in his licking to place open mouthed kisses over the head of the tempting shaft. Shuichi restrained the moan that built in his throat as he parted his lips further to take the head inside, then a few inches more, without ever forming a seal with his lips or even touching the throbbing flesh with his tongue. Instead, it was bathed in the heat if his breath for several seconds before the fox pulled away completely.

Kurama touched his twitching nose to the shaft, then turned his head to nuzzle it lovely against his cheek. "Tell me once you've finished your introduction and first body paragraph," he puffed.

EDDE:
If he knew, why was he making it worse? Heat surrounded his shaft and the pencil slipped from shaky fingers as a low groan barred his chest. The shake didn't help their need to scramble to pick it back up and place it back to the paper either. And he couldn't draw it further with the tensity that rose through him and stiffened his form.

"Dammit." The curse was huffed before he had time to process the words let off from below. With how tense this was making him there was no way he could go back to focusing before he leaned back again and looked down on his fox.

He needed him to answer the question on his mind first, so he could either prepare himself or relax a little bit. "Are you gonna keep going or wait?" Cause he already knew what he wanted to say for this part of the paper for the most part now. At least Kurama's lovely idea was serving as a form of inspiration, if nothing else. And despite his slow pace he was practically done with the intro now, as far as he knew, so he'd only have the first paragraph at that point.

 

[EDDE]

Fox:
The sound of the pencil clattering on the table almost made him keen in disappointment. He knew going in to this that there would be many times he'd have to stop and wait, but every inch of him was already pleading with his mind to skip the lesson and just indulge. Shuichi sat back a bit and licked his lips as Yusuke tried to right himself. "As I said, I will work when you do." His eyes were gleaming, and he found it difficult to look up at his boyfriend when there was a more tempting sight right in front of him. He kept his usual calm.

"Though, it seems you need a small reprieve," he offered. "Please read to me what you've written before we continue further."

EDDE:
A few lost blinks landed on the fox once he'd pulled back and made his offer. Read it to him?

All at once a heavy flush caught his face again as chocolate eyes turned back to that paper. He knew what he was trying to write about. And he realized Shuichi was helping him with his homework. So why hadn't it dawned on him previously that he might be reading over his work? Hell, he wasn't even entirely sure what he'd written so far.

Kurama looked ready to utterly devour him. Even though he wasn't touching anymore the thought still had him squirming in his seat. And all of a sudden he wasn't all that happy about the fact that he was sharing that excitement so blatantly now too. A pout pursed his lips and he leaned foward just enough to look over the paper wothout losing full sight of his boyfriend if he chanced a look down. He couldn't help but draw back that steadying hand that hadn't been doing such a good job of it previously to reach down and pet through crimson hair despite the sudden wall of embarrassment he'd hit. It might be less brutal if he'd known what he'd written so far. But looking over the paper for a quick moment calmed him down enough.

Still, as he read, it was in a mumble through that pout. "It's kinda weird cause this ain't actually a place I'd usually hang out in. And I doubt it'll be a place I hang out in a lot in the future. But I never really thought that hard about the places I been in before anyway. So even though it ain't a place I'd really go to usually, I'm gonna tell you why my favorite place to eat is..."

He cut off there because he hadn't finished that sentence. But the pause he gave was a little longer than that. After a moment though shy eyes turned back down on the redhead. "I guess I'm not doing so bad after all...?" The pitched raised a little at the end and turned the comment into a question. Because as far as he saw, it actually looked pretty damn good. But at the same time, he had a sneaking suspicion that it might not be good enough for Shuichi's standards. It was at least a little well put, and definitely in his own voice. But his boyfriend was rather intelligent, and he felt like he might hold him up to a higher bar than what he had to offer so far because of it. It wasn't like he thought he'd turn out something that would be anything close to what the redhead's work most likely was but... Well.

The look he had to offer did seem pretty hopeful of the same sort of praise or attention he'd received earlier. Not that he was entirely sure why that was either.

Fox:
It was empowering to watch the detective squirm. After all of his accomplishments, the power he'd gained through their trials, Kurama could still make him shiver. He released a soft hum as he enjoyed the rush, then another one as a calloused hand reached into his hair to pet over his scalp. That was a nice feeling too, and it was embarrassing to equate it to a puppy's love for pets, but he closed his eyes and pressed into the stroking palm just as a loyal hound might. It was warm and soothing, and he almost missed Yusuke's readings. He really hadn't gotten very far... But he was doing well.

"It is a very good start, Yusuke," he assured. It wasn't anything he would put down on paper, but it was in Yusuke's words, and they would work. As if to offer a reward, the fox leaned in, parted his lips, and offered a firm suck to the head of his boyfriend's shaft. It was warm and wet, and his tongue pet it just as sweetly as the detective was petting him. It didn't last long, however, and Shuichi pulled back with a slick 'pop' and licked his free lips. "Keep going," he urged, leaning in again to rest his cheek on the teen's thigh. "I will wait for you."

EDDE:
That 'done good' smile of his stretched across Yusuke's face pleasantly in what could be described as near ear to ear. And puppy brown eyes twinkled in that same way for the praise he received. Why did it feel so damned good? If this whole thing weren't so distracting in the first place, he almost felt like it might have even made him want to work more; or try harder or something. At least for a little while anyway.

The petting stopped for the light grip he had to take in red locks as Shuichi proceeded to make him squirm all the more. A heavy groan came with the melting of his gaze that drew a bit of a haze over him. Either he was way past excited, or Shuichi was just really good at that. Or maybe it was both.

He hadn't realized his eyes had even closed for the ecstatic feeling as he lost himself in it for that moment until reality was forced back on him through a sudden stop that took form in an audible 'pop'. And the breath he hadn't noticed he'd sucked in and held came rushing out shakily as he looked down to see his boyfriend licking his lips like a cat who'd just gotten a tasty treat.

"Kay," he responded lightly, a small nod forced from his head without permission as he watched him hunker down to wait him out.

He could feel it now. He was dribbling a little excessively, in a manner that better suited the redhead; his cock straining for more attention. He had to mentally stabilize himself because of this even. Both his breath and that squirming shake of his were bound to get out of hand if he didn't try to focus further on that paper. In a way he couldn't help but think was kind of weird, it was almost like the praise that was falling from his mouth, as well as the other thing he was doing with it of course, were putting a much heavier pressure on him below the belt than any time before.

Honestly, it wasn't fair to be so turned on by doing schoolwork. Although admittedly he was pretty sure that wasn't the biggest part of this. But it wasn't like he really knew all that much about sexual deviance aside from what he'd caught in flicks, TV, and the occasional casual viewing of scrambled porn. So there was no helping the thought that could only come up as 'weird' for the phenomenon.

He leaned over that paper again, wrote down 'Ocean Blue.', and then continued on. Listing the three things that were best with single words in his next sentence wasn't easy. So he used as few as possible before he moved on to his first body paragraph. After all, he really did already know what he wanted to say. And so long as that distraction below didn't rise up again, that pencil skid across the paper quite fluidly. Whether that was because he understood what he was doing with the assignment well enough or for the incentive that had been dangled over him once he wrote it out could be left up to debate.

Once again, a heavy huff of shaky breath barred his chest as he sat back and turned a far more wanting look than he'd been able to offer previously down on his foxy human after he'd completed the partial task he'd been assigned. "Just the one paragraph, right?"

His tone was just as husky and wanting as that look he landed on him. There could be no denying he was insanely hopeful for more touches to what was definitely now quite the aching need.

Fox:
It was tempting to follow up the obedient 'kay' with a 'good boy.' Instead, Shuichi nuzzled into his thigh in a form of approval while he contemplated Yusuke's reactions. The happy 'done good' look accompanied by sparkling eyes and a bright grin could be called nothing short of adorable; but, as the fox watched that trail of precum sliding down the curve of that delicious shaft, he couldn't avoid a depressing thought. His boyfriend was devouring praise like a starved dog, and it seemed to truly motivate him... How often was Yusuke praised for a job well done?

Unable to help himself, the fox traced a fingertip over that leaking trail, but his expression remained thoughtful. Did his teachers ever tell him 'well done?' Did his mother tell him how proud of him she was...? Did Genkai ever offer him praise? The old woman was hard on Yusuke, 'good job' didn't seem like something she'd out right say without some sort of sarcastic comment to follow it. Yusuke would be showered with an abundance of it today, Shuichi would see to that.

Other than that little trace, Kurama did as he'd promised and waited patiently for his boyfriend to finish. Although, 'patient' wasn't really the best word for it. His own erection was throbbing its want and soaking the front of his pants. Being so close to the object of desire was painful, and the powerful scent of arousal was making him lightheaded, but he refused to pleasure himself. "Hm?" He questioned dreamily, his eyes pulling away from his treat to look up at the detective. His cheeks were pink, and his eyes were lust heavy. "Just the one," Shuichi answered with a low purr. "Read it to me," he started, already drifting in to touch the tip of his nose to the straining length. It was wet, and he shivered. "If you have done well, the game will continue."

EDDE:
Well actually, the woman had praised him on an occasion or two. But she didn't give it easily. He practically had to save the world for it to come from her. So it was probably a good thing he was so good at doing that sort of thing.

"Read it again?" The question was redundant really; purely a show of his embarrassment toward what he was writing. He sort of wished he could come up with something else quick to an extent.

It was a little funny though. He hadn't thought twice about the fact that his teacher would be reading this. Mainly because after all this time, and especially given which teacher had given the assignment, he honestly couldn't give a damn about the guy's opinion. Kurama's on the other hand, he regarded highly. And somehow that made this little sharing session way more embarrassing than it needed to be. That, and the topic of course.

"Ocean Blue," he finished the last of the sentence he'd left off on through a mumble. And couldn't help but pause and peek down at the waiting redhead through the heat that was barring his face before quickly turning those eyes back on the paper. "What made me like it was the atmosphere, a quiet I ain't even close to used to, and..." his blush deepened, and he found himself leaning forward a little as not to accidentally look down on him again. Why was he being so shy, dammit?! It only made it worse! "And the company," he finished in a mutter once again.

Yusuke gave off a heavy huff and leaned back, landing a curious look on the redhead that was probably as hopeful as it had been when he's been wondering if he was doing well. "Are ya gonna make me read the whole thing to you?" Would it change what he wrote? Probably not. More the anything he wanted to get this paper done so he could have his treat fully.

He did recognize that's what it was; a treat for a job well done. Although he was thinking it maybe hadn't been what it was supposed to be at the start of this. At least not in such a way. But he leaned forward again without making his boyfriend answer. At least this part wasn't the embarrassing bit. If he was gonna make him, he'd just have to steel himself against it. Cause there was no way to change was he was gonna write now since it would mean forcing not only himself, but his patient redhead, to hold off even longer. And Kurama almost looked like he might want it even more than him right now.

So he read what he'd written to give it to them both. "The atmosphere was different than I was expecting at first. I felt like it maybe wasn't gonna be all that great cause there's some people I don't get along with all that well that hang out in that place a lot." A mischievous chuckle lifted from his chest to note the 'delicately' placed subtext in that last sentence. "But actually, even though there was a bunch of people there it wasn't like anyone decided to come over and bug me like I thought. So that was nice."

He'd calmed himself down enough while he was reading that the flush on his cheeks was barely visible. And once again puppy brown eyes peeked down as he leaned back again to allow it. If he'd done well, he knew he'd be getting more. And it might have excited him into blushing all over again if he'd let it. But actually, the flush that remained there was for the intense arousal that doing this work hadn't seemed to douse in the least. "So?..." he asked a little awkwardly.

Fox:
Shuichi hummed softly, a little smile tugging at his lips as Yusuke finished off his thought. It felt good to be a reasoning behind the teen's choice. It made him feel... Important. Such a silly thought, and one that brought a little more color to his already pinkened cheeks. "Of course," he answered smoothly, but with an obvious husk in his voice. He wanted to continue so badly he had to stop his squirming hips. "How else will I follow your progress?" Waiting was miserable, but Yusuke leaned forward to finish reciting his work, and the fox distracted himself by focusing on that. Again, it wasn't exactly well spoken, but the point was getting across, slowly but surely.

Yusuke was writing about their date. Even going so far as to casually mention their 'attackers' in a roundabout way. As eager as he was to continue, he found himself just as eager to hear what his boyfriend thought of their experience. "A paragraph consists of at least five sentences," he corrected gently. "Try to remember the decor, or the music to drag it out a few more sentences before moving on to your next point." It was difficult, but not impossible, to play the teacher from his current position. But he'd be damned if he didn't help Yusuke get a decent grade because they were too horny. Kurama was above that... Barely.

"You've done well so far. We will make a scholar out of you yet," he teased, then offered them both a little reprieve. He figured he should wait until the first body paragraph was done, but he couldn't bare watching that trail any longer. Shuichi dragged the flat of his tongue over the drooling line of precum, and moaned aloud as the taste assaulted his mouth and had his eyes fluttering and his heart racing. "Keep writing," he breathed after his tongue bathed over the head and retreated back to his mouth. "Read it off when you have the second body paragraph. Until then..." The slick muscle swirled over the swollen glands while Kurama used both hands to lightly hold the shaft still, only to dissolve into sweet kisses.

EDDE:
There was a bit of a pout on his lips as he was corrected, but it wasn't pointed at Kurama. He thought a paragraph was three sentences. He'd only put in the extra one cause he felt like it'd wrap that bit up nicely. "Kay," he responded lightly.

Oh well, so he'd screwed up a little. He couldn't keep that pout on his lips about it because just after correcting him and offering pointers he was told he was still doing well. And there was no way he could hide how giddy that made him feel. What a dumbass; excited so much by a little praise. But he could be okay with that he supposed. Cause he kinda felt like Kurama already knew it made him feel like that. So what was the problem with confirming it?

The happy puppy dog look that barely left a wagging tail to the imagination was wiped off his face just as quickly as that pout though. Just the licking was enough to have him squirming again. The moan that accompanied it had him shivering from head to toe. And since he'd leaned back, he could see that blissful look on Shuichi's face too. The other teen spoke again but it was a little muffled by the surge in his ears as his heart rate picked up all over again.

Not that he didn't hear him, but the small reprieve he'd been offered when put all together had both his cock and hips jerking sharply. This lesson was incredibly stimulating despite the forced waiting between touches. And it was seriously almost enough to have him going off right there. The halted breath that was forced from his lungs almost sounded pained in how it came out. Hands still on the table were barred by it through a reflexive need to grasp at the redhead that came with the noise.

He was sure he'd leaked profusely for the attention he'd been given. With how he'd been going before, the close call left it an undeniable fact. He couldn't help but wonder for just a moment if Shuichi felt as embarrassed as he suddenly did about it when it happened to him. It took him a moment to recover; shivers assaulting him as he coiled a bit against the intensity of the pleasure that bit of attention raged through him. "Dammit," he complained lightly as he regained his composure and reached down with what would be his free hand once he picked that pencil back up. "This is still cruel," he offered in explanation.

But still a smirk slid across his face as that hand found it's way into red tresses all over again to offer more pets. "But thanks for the tips Professor," he teased heatedly, smoothly. "This wouldn't be the same without you." It was a vast understatement to say the least, but an honest compliment.

And this time as he leaned forward again after keeping that appreciative stare on him just a bit longer-- before having to tear it away for knowing he'd have too much trouble going back to work if he didn't, that hand remained below the table to offer felt touches and caresses as his writing picked up again. He couldn't stand just sitting there writing and doing nothing else. If he didn't display that affection, he would have been far more distracted.

Fox:
He felt the teen tense, and the fox's lips hovered an inch above the twitching cock. Yusuke was so close. He could smell it, taste it, feel it in the jolting hips and the tension in Yusuke's entire form. It was delicious. Shuichi reveled in the attack on his senses while patiently waiting for the detective to calm down. His eyes followed the new trail of precum hungrily, but still he waited; though, not for Yusuke's sake. His own underwear was soaked through, and even the front of his jeans held a wet spot from Shuichi's overpowering arousal. Just as the detective had reached his edge, Shuichi nearly reached his own.

"Ah." Kurama jumped slightly and looked up at his boyfriend as he was cursed at. He sucked in a soft breath, doing his damnedest to regain the control he'd just lost. "It is," the fox panted. It was cruel for them both... and he was beginning to question who it was crueler to. As he pressed into the petting hand, he got the answer to his inquiry.

Professor.

That single word had him releasing a strained noise and gripping Yusuke's thighs in a painful grip. It had brought him dangerously close to losing it. In fact, his hips were still rocking upwards to find what little friction he could get from the slight rubbing of fabric on skin. "Well, Mr. Urameshi," he huffed, the hot breath billowing over the slick shaft. "You are a magnificent student. Continue to do your best," he had to pause to lap up that new trail and flick the tip of his tongue over the frenulum. "And in the end, I will reward you."

While Yusuke wrote and pet through the red locks still held up in a ponytail, Shuichi pressed his lips to the side of the throbbing shaft and sucked. That suction followed his accent up the length until the head was pulled into his mouth. He took a moment here, suckling at the tip in search of more precum before moving on. The head popped from his lips, and the suction continued down the other side. The fox repeated this as many times as needed for his 'student' to read off the next portion of his essay.

EDDE:
Heat barred his face again. The mixture of embarrassment for the praise right on top of that delicious frustration was getting to be too much. And it made the shiver that drew through him at the play of that tongue so strong that it came out in a rattled press of tongue to teeth and a heavy 'nnnn' of a noise. Even more, the light huff puff that hit his chest after didn't dwindle even as that pencil scratched across the paper.

The pencil scratched and scratched while Shuichi sucked and kissed. And heady, pathetic noises were rolling from his chest completely unobstructed for his need to focus on that paper instead. It was what it seemed Kurama wanted. And there was no way he could live with himself if he disappointed him now, after all.

But that scratching was becoming frantic. And even though he'd had the thought to simply complete the paper in this interim so he could just get his damned treat for doing so there was just no way. There were too many paragraphs left for that. And despite how quick the words were flowing from him it was quickly becoming harder and harder to press pencil to paper.

The rises in him were getting sharper despite a lack in change over what all he was doing to him. But he was trying so hard to keep up.... Too hard. The moment a heavy moan fell from his lips while still trying to force pencil to paper something he could only see as utterly tragic came with it.

The small 'snap' that signaled the graphite on the writing device's edge had just cracked through and broken off all but echoed in his ears despite how quiet it was. It gave cause for a sharp gasp to be sucked in. And then, just as suddenly, the most pathetic, elongated, needy cry of his boyfriend's name was pushed out with that breath.

Pencil was dropped and newly freed hand shifted so fast to grip bare shoulder below even he couldn't keep up with the move. Actually, that wasn't entirely fair, since he couldn't keep up with the rest of it either.

"Please..." As he leaned back once again the opening his fox had been given previously between his thighs drew apart so far it actually forced a slight slouch in his posture. And the look that landed down on him was tortured and utterly lost in a sea of swirling lust. "D-Don't stop now." What could only be described as a pathetic beg continued on.

That hand slid up to delve into red hair and massage right along with the other coaxingly; and when he tried to lean forward only to realize the table was in the way an even harsher whine left his chest for the need to give up finding those lips for his own for the moment to sit back and do the only thing he had left to do in this lost state.

"Just a little more," he added in a heady huff. "I swear..." a sharp roll in his hips and another whine he couldn't helped barred his words, but he continued the moment he recovered enough. "I swear I'll finish right away."

Again he leaned forward, but it was mainly for a need to coil against the heavy rise in him that hearing himself beg was dragging through him. He was leaking like mad and so close it was utterly painful. And as strong, gentle hands continued their delving massage into red tresses he seemed perfectly ready to continue to beg of he were denied.

But for now, he did his best to cut himself off in order to get that answer; he wasn't the best at doing that. "I promise Shuichi, please." In order to stop himself from begging further he had to suck his lower lip lightly into his mouth in order to bite the damned thing shut. He could tell. He wouldn't have stopped if he didn't. Hell, he was even nearly ready to cry over it. His voice was still trying too even though he was pushing it back, escaping in pathetic, whimpers that lasted almost the entirety of each long, heavy breath he was carefully taking in order to offer his pretty begs.

He couldn't possibly equate the snapping of the head of that pencil practically being the signal for the snap inside himself that sent him reeling heavily enough to put him on the path. But there would be no denying it if it were pointed at him later. It was almost as though it had been the last thing holding him together. And when it broke, so did he.

 

[EDDE]

Fox:
In the relative quiet Shuichi was left to drown in everything Yusuke. His scent, his taste, his voice; the seconds ticked by like minutes, and he felt himself slowly losing his mind. It was frightening. Again, it felt wrong to become so lost to the world around him that anyone or anything could take full advantage of the situation; but it was a thought that only lingered in the far reaches of his psyche. All he could focus on was the teen he was pleasuring, and all he cared about was the flesh he was bathing in attention.

Sensitive ears caught every moan and gasp but focused on the scratching of pencil on paper. Would he be able to stop if Yusuke did? Would he be able to pause when he got to the end of that paragraph? He didn't know. He truly didn't know if he could pull himself away from the object of his complete and utter devotion. How could he, when he reveled in the sticky slick precum painting his lips and dribbling onto his cheeks? When the smell had his eyes crossing, when the taste had him moaning out his painful bliss?

What Yusuke saw as tragic, Kurama saw as devastating. The snapping pencil tip echoed in his ears and lasted for an eternity, and the redhead was forced to make his decision. Puffy lips pulled back hardly an inch before Yusuke was whining out his human name in a way that had him seeing stars. Yusuke begged and Shuichi pressed his thighs together. A hand grasped his shoulder and they rubbed up and down against each other. Strong legs spread so wide the teen slouched in his seat, and Kurama's toes curled tightly. Yusuke begged, and a gush of precum was released into his pants. The only reason he didn't swallow his boyfriend whole was because he was too busy blinking away the stars from his vision. He was so close, and every word Yusuke spoke brought him closer and closer.

I'm going to cum... Before him, without a touch I'll...

He barely heard the bargaining over the humming in his ears. He wasn't sure when the second hand joined the first in his hair, but they had him looking up at his boyfriend awestruck and starry eyed. There was really only one response.

"Okay."

In one smooth, quick motion Shuichi finally wrapped his lips around the head and sucked the shaft straight down to the hilt. His nose pressed into the course hair at the base once, twice, three times with hollowed out cheeks and slick noises, and that was all it took. The moment he felt the teen pulse he pulled himself off completely and replaced his mouth with a firmly stroking hand. The fox shut his eyes, opened his mouth and held out his tongue as he was covered in his boyfriend's seed.

The heady smell, the salty taste, the heat covering his face, neck, and chest was the final breaking point for the demonic human trying so hard to keep himself contained. With a straining cry he followed Yusuke in his bliss, cumming and soiling his pants with his seed. It left him tense and shaking, with his hips jolting in search of a touch he refused himself. In the end, the fox was left whimpering and mewling. He was still painfully erect, and the partial orgasm only seemed to heighten his desire.

Hot breath came out in heavy pants as he opened his eyes. He wanted to see... had to see the state he'd put his boyfriend in. Anticipation had him licking away some of the mess on his upper lip. How unsightly he must look... semen covered, drooling, crying, humping hips, and a humiliating wet spot on his pants over the straining bulge. Disgusting.

EDDE:
"Okay."

Shuttered breath picked up its pace so heavily it was almost out beating fluttering heart. That sound surged in his ears all over again and practically deafened him as a heavy, appreciative whine fell from his lips initially. Petting hands switched to an anxious knead; one that didn't restrict his redhead's movement in the least. He was wrong. He hadn't been deafened. It was that his own sounds had been utterly muted, at least as far as he could hear. Because they were focused on any and everything Shuichi.

Despite what he heard, the noises passing his lips hadn't lessened at all. In fact, they picked up into an almost constant whine that was interrupted by any other noises he might let off. His relief for that agreement was so strong it brought frustrated tears to the surface and allowed them to slide down his cheeks. And the moment his boyfriend gobbled him up he gasped sharply and lost his breath for just a moment. When it returned in a sudden veat, it came with a strong of 'thank you's that lasted until he lost it all.

He tensed so heavily as his relief shot at the redhead that he was almost worried he was holding him too tightly. But he couldn't focus on it. In fact, his attention was so adamantly placed on Shuichi that his head barely tilted back through his bliss; that while his eyebrows drew up and together and his mouth opened wide to let out a moan that was much louder than most he'd given off previously, his eyes didn't close or pull away from the scene before him in the least.

Of course, that beautiful sight only drew him out even further and caused his orgasm to last just a bit longer. But it was already so brilliant after being pent up for so long he nearly went blind with it despite not losing sight of the redhead. He was devastated; so deeply lost for such a beautiful, long moment in bliss that it was absolutely unnerving. Yusuke was a mindless person to begin with, but this was something on a whole new level. It was something so strong and all-consuming that even while he was still lost in it, it was almost terrifying.

"Shuichi... Shuichi..." As he was slowly coming down from the high of it all the name was hummed out appreciatively in place of whatever else he might be attempting to say. The odd thing was what came next. Because while he wanted to do nothing more than thank him all over again as he went back to petting into that hair and looking over the lovely sight of his boyfriend to take it in further, what came out instead... while it still had an appreciative tone... well.

"I'll get the pencil. You don' gotta worry about it." The odd set of sentences had him blinking wide as he recognised what it was he'd actually said. It had to be obvious that wasn't what was supposed to come out. But as his awkward comments pulled him from his bubble through yet another heavy embarrassment that weighed on his cheeks and chest, he couldn't figure out for the life of him what he'd wanted to say instead all of a sudden.

Fox:
He watched and waited, listened and anticipated. The fox was eager for Yusuke to calm down, notice how bad off his fox was and practically pounce onto him. He imagined tongue and teeth at his neck, wandering hands across his chest and hips, then completely losing his mind under the intense pleasure he knew the detective could give him. Shuichi's bubble popped with Yusuke's at the words he got instead. Green eyes widened comically and he blinked in rapid succession. Don't go! His mind pleaded, but his lips quivered with held back laughter. It was just like Yusuke to break the mood, and to do it with a terrible joke or humorous outburst.

"I am glad you're still so studious," he replied smoothly. Almost smoothly. The sight of the detective in tears, flushed, and his whole expression painted with confusion was hilarious; even in this situation. It helped that he'd gotten some sort of reprieve from his overpowering arousal, because despite his erection now chaffed by wet jeans and a scratchy zipper, the fox had cooled down considerably. He could wait for the essay's completion. "Go on then," he dismissed while wiping his chin clean with his thumb before licking it clean. "I will wait here." Shuichi gave a thoughtful hum, then graciously kissed the tip of the softening length, then tucked it away with great care. "If I feel you are slacking off because you have gotten what you wanted, I will simply have to double my efforts; and I will not be so kind next time."

EDDE:
He noticed dancing forest eyes; the humor resting in them. If he weren't already embarrassed over his odd outburst he would have pointed it out and most likely complained. Instead, all he managed to do was watch as his fox receded back into himself. A small shiver caught his bones as he watched him clean up a bit in that way. It was just another addition to the beautiful sight. Another came for the kiss and touch of being tucked away. But his reprieve had been steadying. And just in case it hadn't, he took in a warm, steadying breath on top of it. Smiling down on the foxy human as he wiped the wetness from his face with the butt of his palms, he gave a cheery nod. "Kay." He'd made a promise after all. And he'd meant it. Hell, even if he hadn't there was no way he could go back on it now.

Standing, he made his way over to a nearby drawer and dug out a pencil. But before making his way back he stepped into the kitchen quick, ran the water for a few moments, and then came back. Upon finding his seat he turned that smile back down on him. "I already toldja once I like that look on you," he mentioned with just a bit of heat permeating his tone. "But you didn't seem to like it too much before." And so he held out the warm wash cloth he'd wetted for him. "If ya want it," he mentioned lightly.

After offering it, and staring for just a little longer, his attention turned back down on his paper. And it was the closest to his full attention as he could get as he went back to writing. Without the distraction of dexterous hands and that devious tongue the work went much faster than it had previously. Not to say it was done all that quick. He was able to put more thought into the last parts of the paper. So he'd ended up with a few more words for them.

Setting down the pencil he chuckled at himself before poking his tongue out at the fox before sharing. "I had a really hard time not writing 'the end' on what's left of the paper."

Suddenly, he sat up straight and put on a rather serious face with a loud exclamation. "Alright!" But he relaxed quickly and dwindled back into a smile. "I don't know how much sense it makes so I'm just gonna read the whole thing. Then you can tell me how to fix it." Of course he would assume he'd screwed up somehow already. It was practically a general rule. He was a pretty big screw up.

But he wasn't embarrassed anymore. And he wasn't all that worried about screwing up either. He'd done what he could. He'd resolved himself to read it off previously too. After all, he'd made that promise. So, he simply read it off. Admittedly he might have been going a little fast to get it over with. Just because he wasn't embarrassed now didn't mean he wouldn't end up getting there as he read.

"It's kinda weird cause this ain't actually a place I'd usually hang out in. And I doubt it'll be a place I hang out in a lot in the future. But I never really thought that hard about the places I been in before anyway. So even though it ain't a place I'd really go to usually, I'm gonna tell you why my favorite place to eat is 'Ocean Blue'. What made me like it was the atmosphere, a quiet I ain't even close to used to, and the company.

"The atmosphere was different than I was expecting at first. I felt like it maybe wasn't gonna be all that great cause there's some people I don't get along with all that well that hang out in that place a lot. But actually, even though there was a bunch of people there it wasn't like anyone decided to come over and bug me like I thought. So that was nice. Also, even though I'd expect a place with a name like 'Ocean Blue' to be pretty hokey with like bubbles or something on the walls, the place was actually pretty swanky and nice looking.

"The quiet is a little harder to explain. Cause there was music. And there was a lot of chatter going on around us. Plus we got pretty loud joking and laughing too. But I don't mean quiet like the noise. It's more like a feeling or something. I'm pretty used to a certain kind of mood and attitude in my life. And cause of that the type of feelings I'm used to can get so loud sometimes that I can't even think. But even when it got the loudest in that place while we were there it still felt really quiet. And it might not be something I'm used to, but it was way better than any way else I ever felt.

"So that brings me to the company. Even though I said before that I'm used to loudness in my life that don't mean that I usually hang out with, or even know a whole lot of people. I got a few new friends lately though and they're great and all. But when it was just me and him there, I think it mighta been better even than when all of us hang out together. It had a totally different feeling behind it. I dunno if it's just cause he's a way more mellow guy than the type I'm used to being around or something. But I don't think it really matters all that much what the reason for it is. The point of it is that it felt really good. It was sorta warm too. And all kinds of stuff that are hard to wrap my mind around really.

"Anyway. So those are the reasons why 'Ocean Blue' is my favorite place now. But the biggest reasons are the ones at the end. So even though that's my favorite place now it doesn't mean it's gonna stay like that. In fact, I'm pretty sure it'll change as soon as the next time we go somewhere. Cause I don't see them things changing any time soon. So if they stay the same wherever we go, then every place we go is probably gonna end up being my favorite. Not that I got any qualms with that."

There had been a slight pause before he recited the very last sentence. And he beamed a catty smile at the redhead after reading it. He was pretty sure he'd used the word right. But he could just as easily remove it from the essay if he hadn't. He'd just been kind of proud to recognize he'd had a chance to use the new word he'd been taught at the end.

That catty grin disappeared quickly though, and turned to what one could only describe as 'shy'; most likely as 'unsure' too. Once again that heavy, hopeful look was landed on his boyfriend. How had he done? He couldn't bring himself to ask it out loud this time for some reason.

Fox:
Part of him still hoped Yusuke would pounce, but the mood had changed for the time being and, that was kind of okay. As much as he liked having the teen devouring him with his eyes, he actually enjoyed that giddy, happy expression even more. So he waited in silence while a pencil was fetched, though found himself huffing at the sound of the sink running. He may be willing to let the mood change, but that didn't mean he wanted the detective to dawdle. His opinion on that changed when Yusuke sat, and a damp washcloth was handed to him. "Thank you," he replied gratefully while taking it. Shuichi briefly considered leaving himself dirty for the other's viewing pleasure, but it would begin drying soon and the thought made him cringe.

Once his face was cleaned, the fox nudged his way between his boyfriend's legs again. This time to rest his cheek on a clothed thigh and relax for the wait that would be too long no matter how quickly Yusuke wrote. He shut his eyes and listened to the pencil scratch across the paper once more, this time at a much slower pace. The handwriting would likely be much more legible. The thought made him smile.

The seconds ticked by, but they did nothing to ease the issue between his legs. It was becoming more and more uncomfortable, and not just from the hard on itself. The premature ejaculate was cooling, and the wetness was only getting worse due to the constant dripping. It was killing him, and he silently begged the teen to write faster while retaining a calm expression. His heart leapt when the utensil was set down, and he looked up through crimson bangs to see Yusuke poking his tongue out at him. It took an exuberant amount of effort not to be the one pouncing.

Ever the patient teacher, the fox was silent as his student read out his work. It was difficult not to zone out, his attention drifting to his desperate need; but as Yusuke continued onto his newest additions Shuichi turned all of his focus on his boyfriend. His heart pounded and skipped beats for a whole new reason.

He was able to quiet Yusuke's mind, just as the detective could do for him. Perhaps not in the exact same way, as it seemed he helped the teen think, while Yusuke took away his ability to. Knowing that... He felt that warmth his boyfriend wrote about. Shuichi felt his cheeks heat up as that strange feeling took over his chest all over again, and it took him several seconds to find his voice. The addition of the new word added to the teen's vocabulary was the final straw. "If I were to grade your paper, Yusuke," he started while he began slipping out from under the table. He couldn't wait any more. Not one minute, not one second. "You would get perfect marks on content."

Yusuke's arm was grabbed, and the detective was practically yanked out of his chair before being dragged down the hallway by an eager fox. "I will check your spelling and grammar at a later time," he informed through his brisk walk that bordered on a run towards Yusuke's room. "For now, we deserve a break." His voice had become a husky growl by the time he threw Yusuke's door open. "And you are going to drive me face first into your pillow during it. I will hear no complaints."

EDDE:
A curious note took over the detective's face as he awaited his answer. It wasn't as if he hadn't noticed Kurama was still antsy, but it hit him a little harder now that he had less to focus on. He opened his mouth to make a comment on it but ended up bursting into laughter instead. "Chea right." It wasn't so much about the content as the score. As if he'd ever get something like that. Honestly, he felt like he was teasing. Not that it bugged him.

That bubbly laughter was choked away as slight panic hit him instead. He was grabbed by the arm and practically pulled straight onto his ass out of the chair. Luckily, he kept up. But still that panic, with some worry mixed in, bled over his face as he yelped lightly. "Gah! H-hey!" It was an instant reaction. And probably toward the fact that he'd suddenly laughed at him and a small worry over that. But he instantly felt like he was in trouble. He even had the need to apologize over it. But Kurama was still talking so he wasn't gonna interrupt him and get in even more trouble.

The growl didn't help. If he weren't so busy panicking that great sense of his probably would have picked up on what was actually going on a lot faster. As it stood, he just sort of stared at him for a good moment, standing there stock still. It was a switch in gears. That slow-quick process of his he took on while catching up. And it came with a visible click as if his brain suddenly found that gear and started working again. Then it morphed into gleeful excitement. "Okay!"

He stepped forward instantly and his hands rested on Shuichi's hips as he drew close. "I won't argue. You know best, don't you Professor?" Although he paused. So many things for him to run through all at once. And suddenly despite the fact that he'd just said he wouldn't argue that worry etched into his features again and gave him an almost shy look. "But then you're gonna be okay with that, right?..."

Fox:
He watched Yusuke try to put things together with a tick in his eyebrow. This was not fair. None of this was fair. He was so horny he could barely see straight and Yusuke was the one having trouble catching up? He wanted to growl, he wanted to grab his thick headed boyfriend by the shirt and yank him into a teeth clattering kiss; but he waited. He'd been patient up to this point, and there was no reason to lose his cool now... Until his boyfriend went and called him that! His whole body tensed in a preen that curled his toes in the carpet and forced him to suck in a sharp breath of air that was let out in a keen.

"I would not have demanded it," he husked. "If I did not mean it." The hands on his hips sent tiny shocks of bliss straight to his groin. His anticipation and need rose to a boiling point and Shuichi just couldn't stand it anymore! Kurama wrapped his arms around the detective and yanked him close enough to bury his face into the crook of his neck. A sound that might have been a sob was released when the neglected bulge was suddenly pressed against a warm body. It was soaking wet, enough so that it left a smearing spot over Yusuke's clothes. Shuichi shivered as his hips humped against the sudden relief, but forced himself to still. He wouldn't lose it in his pants a second time.

A hot breath was released in a desperate moan and Shuichi buried himself further to avoid his embarrassment. "Please, Yusuke... Touch me."

EDDE:
Now he felt bad. He didn't realize Kurama was this bad off. He was still horny himself and he just figured his boyfriend was too. The feeling bad part came as he recognised how bad it really was. And his arms wrapped around him instantly as he pressed close. It took a moment for the wetness to leak through his own clothing. Long enough for the sob and humping to pass. "Sorry," he offered warmly. He was gonna say it before but he meant it way more now.

Searching hand reached between them and undid the soaked pants. Although he couldn't help but pull away once the full force of that hit him....

And now he felt even worse.

Partially because he was somehow jealous of not being the one to give him what had obviously been at least a quick release. But mostly because he could feel by the tensity in his foxy human and by how very hard he was how bad it really, really was.

He pulled away more, not trying to lose contact but mostly to get his boyfriend to look at him. "I wanna make it up to you. It's pretty bad. So I wanna make it better." A soft smirk crossed his lips as his full focus turned up on the other male and heat entered chocolate eyes. "Then I'll make it worse again. But this time I'll fix it way faster."

Fox:
A whimper was followed by a relieved gasp when his trapped length was finally set free. The rush of air over the tender flesh combined with the sudden ease of that scratching fabric and zipper was almost enough to set him off. The fox mewled sweetly and nuzzled himself harder against Yusuke's neck. His neglected shaft stood up straight against his naked belly, still drooling a near constant dribble from the purple-hued head. In fact, the whole thing held that hint of purple that showed just how long he'd been waiting.

Kurama fought against pulling away, his hips straining forward to find the hand that had given him a taste of relief. With firm nudging Shuichi finally let himself be tugged away from his hiding spot. He wasn't crying, but his eyes were wet, and his expression was twisted just enough to have him on the verge of it. He nodded his head with an affirmative noise, his cock jolting at the promise and his heart skipped too many beats. "It's sensitive," he breathed shakily. "So you will have to do so gently, or it will hurt... More..." It was already painful, though that was quite obvious just by the look of him. "Help me, Yusuke."

EDDE:
"Mph." That look on him; he didn' like the pain it represented but man was it a freakin' pretty one. If he weren't so distressed Yusuke would have adored every bit of it. And he couldn't hide the appreciative note in chocolate gaze as he looked over it either.

He took in what Shuichi had to say and listened to the advice carefully. In no way did he want to put him through more pain. This was going to make it better. He could make it worse after--not worse than this of course, just worse than once he was... better.

The pitiful words before the plea would have been enough to get him moving. But a harsh strain ran him rigid for a moment when it did come. "Kay," he offered, warmth replacing heat and a gentle stare replacing sharp focus and that smirk. The kiss he offered was firm though. Protective; comforting perhaps.

He turned them where they stood and stepped forward. This pressed his boyfriend back toward the bed so he could sit down. And once he'd stopped them right next to it, he dropped down the redhead's body rather unceremoniously. With him went Kurama's pants and underwear. Although the initial tug the rest of the way away from straining length was delicate and slow. Once he got past that though they were pulled as quickly as he'd dropped. And once his boyfriend was seated, he made sure to get them off all the way so he didn't need to deal with it later.

Sitting on his knees, he guided his foxy human's thighs apart so he could settle himself between his legs comfortably. A soft massage up and down those thighs followed flawlessly. And as he leaned in toward his goal chocolate eyes closed and he took in a slow, audible breath of him. He doubted he could ever get nearly as much out of the act as Kurama did, but it wasn't displayed for himself anyway. As he let that breath out a moment later to billow its heat over the painfully hard shaft it came with a deep, appreciative moan of his human name.

And just like that he opened his mouth to trail his tongue from base to tip in a barely prodding, somewhat grooming fashion. He didn't need to steady it for the soft licks; it was so hard, and he was being so gentle. Instead, he kept up his light massage, shifting one hand up to trail that massage over hip and waistline. As he lapped up all the previous mess right along with the newly forming mess his mouth remained open, hot breaths continuing to berate the sensitive organ.

"Tell me it ain't too much," he huffed between licks. "Tell me you like it," he added between another.

Brown eyes, suddenly focused sharply with intent, flicked up on him and he added one more thought to that. "Tell me how good I'm doing now, Professor."

 

[EDDE]

Fox:
At first, Shuichi tried to avoid the kiss. He was teetering on a fine edge, and he didn't want to be pushed over it that way, but it had a different effect. Chapped lips captured his softer pair, and the fox found himself relaxing into it. It wasn't hungry and passionate, at least, not the way he'd expected it to be. The simple contact was soothing to both his high-strung body and his racing mind. It made him shiver, and he followed the guidance easily until the back of his knees met the mattress.

The kiss broke and another hot surge of arousal made him preen as Yusuke dropped to his knees. "Oh yes, please," he breathed, unable to even keep his thoughts to himself anymore. He'd expected to have gentle fingers wrap around him, and as wonderful as that would have been this was going to be infinitely better. Just the thought of a soft, wet tongue dragging over his neglected shaft made him moan. Shuichi didn't so much sit down as he did fall onto the bed, his hands bracing him enough to keep him sitting upright.

Long legs were lifted thoughtlessly as his pants were tugged off, and that pained expression grew more so as Yusuke leaned in. Hearing the detective take in his scent, and then breath hot air over him had the fox arching and his fingers gripping the sheets. Hearing his name spoken that way on its own was enough to make him squirm, and now it made his whole body twitch. Electricity shot up his spine the moment he was finally, finally touched, and the sight of his boyfriend between his legs and lapping up his precum had Shuichi curling in on himself. A strangled whine left his lips and he tightly shut his bright green eyes, knocking down the tears collected on his eye lashes. Every inch of him tensed to shoot, but he bit down hard on his tongue to hold it back.

So close, so close, not yet!

Even in his hazy mind he could predict the outcome. Yusuke would be startled by the sudden release and jolt back, and he just couldn't stand another miss fire. In contrast to the detective's line of curses, Shuichi released a string on unintelligible whimpers and cries as he was groomed; though, his boyfriend was met with a constant mess from his drooling cock. Kurama sobbed the moment the teen started to speak. He couldn't stand dirty talk. He wouldn't be able to hold back, and he wanted so much more! "Dun... Ngh," he tried to respond at first. He could at least tell him that it didn't hurt, but then... then... professor!

"Nnngh!" Shuichi nearly choked as he huddled over, one hand very suddenly grasping onto slicked back hair in a desperate attempt to hold on to his sanity. "Su- Please... I... Suck, please, I'm cu-" He couldn't hold back, not for another touch, not another word, not another breath. The very next thing Yusuke did would set him off, and there was nothing he could do to stop it.

EDDE:
Shuichi was close; really, really close. He was so sensitive that even the little things he'd done before actually touching him had made him moan and arch. The sight and sound of it shot Yusuke's arousal through the roof. To be able to do this to him was...

What a swell outcome. His tongue touched rigid shaft and Shuichi coiled around him. He was loving every moment of this. Making it better was almost like a beautifully reacted to torture that wasn't nearly as painful and would have a way better end. He was helping; fixing his ailing fox. And that was swell too.

Plus, there was the reaction to his words. It seemed like literally every little thing he was doing was driving his boyfriend mad. It was empowering. It was arousing. It was something he was more than willing to get used to. Long fingers slid into his hair and took hold as if they were the only grasp he had left on himself. It pulled a heavy groan from the raven-haired teen's lips.

"Kay." He understood. But just one more lick to gather up that still dribbling mess before he would catch its continuance with his entire mouth. He'd cleaned it well so far. But it was still leaking too generously to be able to do that without him going off.

Well then Yusuke still wanted to get one more pretty noise out of him if he couldn't do that. Warm palm moved from thigh to wrap loosely around straining cock and he lifted his mouth to position. Only instead of wrapping his lips around the head a devious look entered his eyes and he instead trailed his tongue across the frenulum. Just one more.

The devious look was wiped away instantly to be replaced by surprise. Because that small action sent his foxy human flying over the edge and hitting him in the face with the initial surge of it. He really was holding back, wasn't he?

Without giving himself time to recover he was quick to make the seal that had requested of him previously. He might have laughed for a few reasons, mostly his own stupidity, if he hadn't. Instead, it danced in chocolate eyes, cruel, teasing, warm; as he peeked up at his boyfriend to witness that pretty sight he'd gotten to see so little of so far. Rough digits and palm worked to rub out all of that pent up need, careful as not to be so stimulating it would hurt still. And of course, that seal he'd placed with his lips made for a great way to try little more than suck him dry.

He was pretty sure Shuichi had seen or at least noticed that devious little note that had come along with that last lick. And while there'd been no helping himself in doing it, he doubted he'd feel like apologizing any time soon. That was fine though. If he didn't, he was sure the redhead would come up with some sort of revenge for it eventually. And honestly, he was totally willing to take the punishment for it. It had been a pretty cruel thing to do. Which he'd obviously known when he'd done it.

Fox:
Yusuke's agreeance had the fox tensing sharply, somehow managing to curl his fingers and toes even tighter. Later the knuckles would creak, and the appendages would tingle from a severe lack of blood flow; that was all information Kurama normally would have been concerned about; but not now. Now his mind had blurred into a quiet mantra of 'yes, yes, yes,' that could only be verbalized with pitiful whines. Yusuke had turned his ever-calculating mind to mush, and he loved it.

Shuichi dared to peek open a dewy eye to see his boyfriend settled between his legs and he whined, long and high pitched. He jolted and preened as calloused fingers wrapped loosely around his neglected length. The tendons in his neck tightened and the fox's body became wracked with quivers. He would have cried if he didn't know Yusuke was so close; that that hot mouth would be wrapping around his tortured head to swallow him down and finally ease his suffering with amazing pleasure... He got a tongue flick over the most sensitive area of his shaft, and when his nearly painful orgasm started, and a shot of semen splashed over Yusuke's cheek Kurama sobbed. It wasn't pleasured, it was agonized and tinged with betrayal as tears fell from his eyes to land on the detective's face; but his breath was suddenly sucked in, and his eyes flew wide opened. The expectation of a thwarted orgasm was rather abruptly put in place.

Soft heat surrounded the purple cock head, not just allowing his orgasm but prolonging it. Yusuke was a little out of luck, because Kurama's back straightened then arched back, his head falling with it as ecstasy created a symphony through every nerve ending in his body. Both hands grasped the back of the teen's head, and though he wasn't attempting to force his boyfriend down onto him further, there was a pleading tug that he just couldn't prevent. There was already a sense of blinding euphoria, and his lust crazed body couldn't help but want more out of that hot mouth.

Kurama's vision went white despite his wide-eyed stare, and the rush of blood in his ears deafened him to the world around them. His mouth fell open and from deep down in his chest came a loud, raspy scream. It was a sharp wail that bobbed his throat and morphed his open mouth; a vixen's scream. The sound was used in mating calls for red foxes, and would often be likened to a woman's terrified shriek. Shuichi was so far gone he didn't even notice; not until he coiled back down around Yusuke's head, hips twitching through the last moments of the best release he'd ever experienced in this form... And the sound was involuntarily let loose a second time. Humiliation burned the vixen's cheeks but took nothing away from the pleasure making him visibly tremble and raggedly pant.

EDDE:
There was no denying it anymore; despite how much he loved to see the pleasure on that pretty face, when Kurama arched so sharply from fit that it took that view away a deep-felt tinge of pride fluffed him up rather nicely. Not that he needed any more fluffing. He was hard as a rock himself. And if he weren't so busy making Shuichi's issue better, he'd be working hard at doing it for the both of them right at the moment.

Insistent tugs gave him a great clue as to what his redhead wanted. And as he fell into the lust muddled swamp of want there was no denying that either. Without thought toward his own lack he sucked him down deep, barely managing to swallow back the gags that came with sitting him in his throat; but managing, nonetheless. That is, until the sudden and definitively shrill noise rang into the room.

Confusion struck him just slightly before surprise or panic had the chance. But they followed quickly. A sharp noise left his chest but couldn't make it past his filled throat; a noise he choked on sharply which forced one of those gags to convulse said throat much sharper. Tears formed and fell instantly from his eyes, and he had to pull back just enough to regain control over himself.

With a light whine his hand replaced what his mouth had lost and offered a dexterous massage to the base of his shaft in apology. If the foxy human hadn't looked down on him again, especially as that noise left his lips all over again, Yusuke wouldn't have been able to stop himself from pulling away fully for his worry. But he did look down. And the flushed, wet expression of pained bliss calmed the raven-haired teen just enough to be able to finish him off; though not quite enough not to want to ask if he was alright. What came out instead, as his mouth was still quite occupied, was little more than a muffled groan as his free hand lifted to pet gentle fingers over Shuichi's cheek and jaw line.

When he finally had the chance to pull back after milking the redhead dry, it was with an audible pop of still suckling lips that was followed by deep, ragged breaths that had been more than needed to avoid the other need that had hit him. Coughing with the sensitive flesh in his mouth could have been catastrophic considering the lack of control over tension in the jaw that could cause.

As he caught his breath, fisted hand that had taken its place previously continued to ministrations in pumping generously over the organ in an attempt to keep it at the ready. And once he did catch that breath, he offered his own wet look of pained pleasure; though it was a bit different than the fox's. "Now will you tell me how I did, Professor?" He teased softly... Well, half teased. That same hopeful look from earlier bristled in puppy brown eyes despite the noise he could only describe as beautifully stimulating that he'd forced from the animalistic human hovering over him.

Fox:
Yusuke choked on his pulsing, spurting shaft. He should have felt bad. He should have helped the detective pull back; but he couldn't. Every convulsion of the teen's throat just sent him higher and higher into bliss. In fact he ended up trying to tug Yusuke closer, though did so lightly enough that he would have no issue pulling back to breathe.

Shuichi was left to pant and whine while curled over his partner, and only vaguely noticed that he pushed his cheek into the tender touch that wiped away his tears. His orgasm gradually came to its end, but the fox was still wound up tight; his toes were curled, fingers clutching at gelled hair, his legs lifted until only the knuckles of his toes touched the carpet, and every muscle in his body so taunt he was shaking. But the embarrassment in his bright green eyes was sharp and vibrant, even through the fuzzy haze of lust and desire. They darted away from the teen between his legs, then from one end of the room to the other in search of an easy escape route from the humiliating questions he suspected would come from his boyfriend.

The fox was distracted from his search by a hand carefully stroking his far too tender shaft. He hissed sharply and moved a hand from raven hair to grasp Yusuke's wrist and force it to remain still. The tension in his legs proved he was still ready to bolt at the first sign of questioning; but when Yusuke did make an inquiry, it sent a thrill running up and down his spine. It even forced a twitch in his softening cock. The color of it was gradually returning to normal, and he oh so hoped that this teenaged human body would be able to perform at least one more time.

A keen pinched at Shuichi's throat as his fingers creaked from their vice like grip on hair and wrist. "You lose points," he huffed, trying to catch the breath that continued to elude him. "For that cruel stunt," he continued, arms reaching out so he could gently cup his boyfriend's cheeks. The fox leaned down while guiding the detective up. "But you more than made up for it with your following performance." With a delighted hum he pressed their lips together for a long, warm kiss. He could taste himself, and he was sure Yusuke could taste himself as well as the redhead slipped his tongue passed chapped lips.

With a bit of reluctance, Shuichi pulled back barely an inch. "Unfortunately, I cannot give you a grade just yet. You have yet to take the final exam." Their lips met again for just a few moments. "I am sure we may continue shortly, if you were to give me a moment or two." He was actually grateful for a short time of being soft. He'd been so hard for so long it had gotten incredibly painful, and now his body had the chance to return blood flow to the vital organ. The pain was gone.

EDDE:
Oh man.

Could there be anything better than the feeling that bloomed so vibrantly in his chest that he couldn't help but puff up just a bit while watching that pleasure swirl into the panic of finding reality all over again? Maybe. But not that he could think of at the moment; not that he could think too much anyway given the adamant reroute of blood flow currently pulsing through his body. Damn it all if he wasn't the sensitive one now. He was almost willing to bet on how ready he was to blow another load in his pants if he was given a little stimulation.

So even though the pause between being informed he'd lost points and won them back lasted just long enough to darken that hopeful puppy dog look of his with a tinge of worry, he couldn't be more thankful for the extra bit of ground it offered him. Chocolate eyes, melted with the heavy dilation of deep black pupils from arousal, flicked down quickly to his halted hand the moment the redhead let go. But he didn't resume stroking, releasing the shaft and landing his grasp on sullied thigh instead.

His pulse was still racing. And while he didn't necessarily notice it himself, the deep breaths he'd taken to gain control over a need to cough had shortened into shallow, quick breaths the moment that need was quelled. It wasn't loud or exacerbated enough for him to take note of with where his attention fully lie at the moment, but it probably only added to the plague of sensitive senses already muddling Kurama. The scent of arousal he couldn't smell for himself, a lust muddled gaze he offered but couldn't see from himself, and an uptick in breath he didn't have the mind to feel might have spoken volumes to the redhead. But what caught Yusuke's attention was the rapid flash he could feel that fluttered in his chest and pounded dully so deep in his ears it was nearly dizzying; the heavy tingles, dips, and bounds that were racing through him and pulling him all sorts of ways to one goal even as his boyfriend just barely began presenting for a kiss that he couldn't help but immediately want to devour. Those things were hard not to notice.

And then there was the taste as their tongues mingled that was totally unpalatable in one hand, while the other took a firm grasp on the delicious zing that soared through him so harshly, he could practically feel his hair rising on end from it. The worry had grounded him previously, but he was losing his footing pretty damn quickly all over again. So much so that before he realized it, he'd followed those lips so closely as they pulled away again that he practically bypassed them.

In all but an instant he found himself settled over the redhead through an extreme switch of position, having lifted himself so far that he'd bowled the opposite teen over onto his back with a well guided push to his shoulders. Through a swift movement even he couldn't follow he was now hovering over the redhead who was pressed into the sheets through that same grip, and already in the process of niggling his way between shapely thighs. Melted chocolate had now refined itself into a sharp, focused stare that all but screamed out a determination he was nowhere near ready for yet.

And that part wasn't because he had yet to catch up. That part was because the impulsive detective had a ridiculous bar placed on him in the form of his own clothing. Although that wasn't such a bad thing considering how quickly that determined look shifted to an awkward upset of surprise, and then right back to sultry. This time it came with a smirk as he caught up. And he finished leaning in toward those pretty lips until they were a hair's width apart while rough grip made the fluid change to a gentle caress that pet from shoulders down over chest and abdomen at length. He couldn't help but be glad he'd swallowed up the mess he would otherwise be making with the trail of those hands. It made it much easier to touch and feel wherever he liked without worry of later backlash from a prissy fox.

"Should we switch to playing 'Doctor' now? The final exam is a physical right?" The cheeky little chuckle that came with the lame pun made his tone no less sultry. And a hot tongue was quick to flick out and slide over kiss swollen lips for another little taste of him before he backed off and sat up a bit to grab at the hem of his shirt. He was so ready to keep this going it was crazy. But that was fine. "I hope you don't need too much of a breather," he added warmly through that same teasing tone. "It don't take me long to wiggle outta my clothes when I really want 'em off."

Fox:
Yusuke had no idea how delectable he was. Not only was his scent absolutely intoxicating, but it widened his pupils enough to hide a fair amount of bright green with inky black. Those shallow pants sparked a creative mind into raunchy fantasies that were only intensified by that lust hazy gaze; and it was possible he was imagining it, but the fox would swear he could hear the erratic heartbeat that was throbbing through the artery in his neck. The small hairs at the back of his neck raised in a feral desire that had gone dormant for over a decade, and the fox had to consciously stop the possessive growl from leaving his lips. He was not yet sure of how Yusuke would react to the sharp sting of a forceful bite, so he would refrain.

Besides... A human wouldn't do such a thing.

It just made their kiss all the more consuming. He could feel Yusuke react to it, balancing between disgust and desire until the later won out. The fox rewarded this with a low groan and a light, playful nip. He followed it by dragging the flat of his tongue over the teen's lower lip in a vulpine show of affection; one that came to a sudden halt and was broken off with a surprised huff. After the tournament, the detective had gotten so quick; and Shuichi found his back pressed against the bed in a movement so fast it was slightly disorienting.

Pinned beneath his partner by strong hands Shuichi spread his legs a little further to allow the teen space to fully settle between them; though, not too much. Kurama kept his thighs together enough to feel the fabric of cumbersome pants scratch against the soft skin. The sensation and the idea it gave him made the fox shiver eagerly. It grew a bit stronger and more noticeable with a look that he knew quite well settling on him. Determination was something the detective had a lot of, and when he set his sights on something he usually got it... And those sights were set on him. He was given a moment to breathe as he watched emotions play out over the wildly expressive features, he even got in a quick chuckle when he realized even Yusuke wasn't quite sure when they got into this position. The fox would have reacted to the smirk, but already their lips were getting closer and most other thoughts became unimportant.

Soft palms and long fingers tried to touch soft cheeks; and in a strange point of clarity took note of the lack of facial hair... Except maybe just beneath the chin? He couldn't tell for sure, and with a tempting mouth tantalizingly close to his own Kurama lost the will to care. A breath of air was sucked in sharply, then released in a drawn-out, open-mouthed sigh. Callused hands ran across his skin and the fox arched with them, pleading for more through body language alone. His nipples hardened and the soft hair along his body raised in the track of those palms. He would have taken those tempting lips for his own if they weren't already moving.

The pleasured sigh became an exasperated one at the absolutely terrible pun. He resisted an eye roll, but couldn't really be upset. This was just another part of Yusuke's charm, and had been something he'd expected earlier. What he didn't expect, was liking it as much as he did. This little bit of goofiness was something to be enjoyed. Enough so, that he couldn't simply let it go unanswered. "In the words of a 'brilliant leader,'" he started, his words not so subtly sarcastic and with a playful gleam in his eyes. "So long as you do not 'grab my balls and make me cough,'" he quoted smoothly. It still sounded quite strange coming from the ever-proper redhead. The detective was slowly pulled down and he lifted up until that short distance away became a light brush of lips. "'Scratch that,'" he concluded before forming that seal.

When he broke it off, it was done with a low chuckle. "Leave them on," the fox instructed, grasping at the back of Yusuke's shirt to keep it from being pulled off. "Remaining the only one exposed can be a bit... exhilarating." The little nugget of wisdom was offered with that innocent look he pulled off so well; eyes up and to the side, tongue tip poking out slightly.

EDDE:
The quick flutter of a few confused blinks managed to get through before a drowning kiss stopped them. The quote sounded really weird coming from him even if it was a quote. And he was about to tease him for it but there was no chance. That flutter stopped as his eyes closed, and he dove into lips and mouth only to peek open again to take in close up features as he did.

He could still taste himself on that devious tongue, but the reaction wasn't anywhere near where it had been before. The disgust he'd felt for less than a fraction of a second previously had been for the fact that he was tasting himself on them pretty lips. But it had passed as he realized something. And the happy lick across them had sealed it in quite nicely. Because yeah, he was tasting himself. But he was tasting himself on them pretty lips. And that made it suddenly almost too hot to handle before. He handled it better this time, but not so much the distraction.

In fact, he'd utterly paused on pulling up his shirt by the time Shuichi grabbed it to keep it on. It even slipped from his own fingers at the sudden change. Blinking down again he couldn't help but voice his confusion. "Keep'm on?..." And wouldn't you know it; he got distracted all over again. That adorable innocent look he'd only recently come to know found its way to the redhead's face and he couldn't help but give it an appreciative looking over.

It also gave his mind a chance to kick back on... well, as well as his mind ever did anyway.

"Dude. What the Hell kinda leader said that anyway?" Because it had been kicked back to that other weird thing he'd just experienced. That thoughtful bubble muddled his features. But this time it didn't stop petting hands from running over flesh idly; nor did it stop eager hips from wiggling their way closer to their goal despite still having the problem of his clothes in the way.

Cause seriously, he couldn't think of like a world leader saying something like that. And if it wasn't a world leader then what kind of leader was it? Besides. What the Hell kind of leader would say something like that? After a moment a short chuckle hit his chest as he thought about it. Cause honestly it kinda sounded like something Yusuke would--

'Ding-ding' went that lightbulb over his head. "Oh!" The exclamation might as well have been that 'ding', anyway. It was followed by a big ole smile that spoke far too much pride toward the 'brilliant leader' part of that comment earlier on. Because not only had he added in his own clever little play on words, but Kurama had also called him a brilliant leader.

However, it only took long enough for that pride and reasoning to form before it deflated right off his face through the sigh of a pathetic noise and a look that matched just about as humorously painful. "Oh..."

And it stiffened into that grumpy pout of his as he leaned down over the fox all over again, that need of his to get closer with the intimidating look ever present. He opened his mouth to shoot it off right back. But only got so far as to take in the breath sharply before it once again bubbled away.

After another small bout of rapid blinks that last a short moment it melted into that over contrived, devious smirk of his. And as it landed there, it stayed. "Oh~" And not just because he remembered the last bit of it either. But because he had a sudden inkling toward something that was too enticing to waste on anything else.

He knew a way he could get the genuine praise he thought he'd been receiving just a moment ago for real. "Y'know," he mentioned with tone matching look. "I can only give you what you demanded from me if you're in the right position." Having fully forgotten his want to take those pretty lips and battle that devious tongue, he lifted himself away even further until he was supporting himself fully on his own hands and knees. But before he pulled his face away, he added. "If you really wannit, I suggest you do that, so..."

He sat up well enough that he could land that devious look that once again mingled with that determination down hard as he loomed over the redhead and pointed to his pillow. "Face down, ass up." That pointing finger lifted in emphasis. The order was adamant, and soaked in lusty desire. And then the point turned on Shuichi. "I'll show you exactly how fuckin brilliant I can be."

There was the shortest pause; an afterthought to his own demand that could disappear just as quickly in his distracted nature as it had come. "Oh yeah," he offered in that seedy tone of his. "And don't forget that flower. I mean," he smirked right down on him again and it really only emphasized the thought. "I'm gonna wreck you. But I don't wanna wreck you too bad."

Fox:
A hum came with a nod, and the fox tugged down on the shirt as if to cement his statement. He shivered at the thought of feeling that fabric rubbing between their sweaty skin, pulling up to give them brief moments of full touch before hiding heated skin all over again.

Yusuke continued on. Or rather, he doubled back to his quote; and Kurama's 'innocent' expression became humored. Wait for it... Watching his boyfriend work all of this out was gratifying in some twisted sense. How long would it take for the detective to realize he'd just been insulted? While he waited, Shuichi's hand fell from shirt down to pants as Yusuke wiggled himself closer. The fox had no qualms with wrapping his long legs around the other's waist while nimble fingers made short work of a button and zipper.

The first exclamation pulled a small smile to the fox's lips. There was step one; excitement. Shuichi slipped his hand under the waist band of Yusuke's pants with an eagerness he was desperately trying to reign in. The pained expression and the following 'oh...' was step two; recognition. He attempted to alleviate some that disappointment with a stroke to hidden flesh that pulled his boyfriend's perfect cock free. Yusuke's devious smirk not only signified step three; realization, it also had a sharp stab of heat running straight through his belly to land between his legs. It was enough to have the dormant shaft lightly twitching back into life.

Every word was making him shiver and hiking his anticipation higher. The way Yusuke looked at him, spoke to him, made the fox feel as if he were about to be devoured; and oh yes did he want that! The didn't stop his scoff at the crude words sent his way. "Must you be so vulgar?" He responded in kind, followed by licking his lower lip as Yusuke continued. "I would expect nothing less from my star pupil," he purred while sliding himself out from under his boyfriend to make maneuvering on the bed easier.

As Kurama lifted himself onto all fours and pulled the pillow over to rest his cheek on, he preened sharply at the followed tone. Heat bloomed across his cheeks and his cock twitched again, gradually coming to its full length, at Yusuke's absolutely delicious promise. He lowered himself down and plucked their seed from his hair to set it on the sheets and let it bloom and fill with sweet, slick nectar. Gripping the pillow, the fox spread his legs a little farther in anticipation and invitation. The little pink hole was swollen and abused, but he really didn't care. It didn't matter if it hurt, he wanted it so bad that he'd love it anyway. Besides, it wouldn't only hurt.

EDDE:
Amazingly he hadn't been fully distracted by the nimble movements that soon had him free of his pants as he reasoned out the quote that had been offered. In fact, it didn't distract him much at all. Actually, it had probably even helped him to reach that third step in the first place; driving his mind into the proper place to reach the obvious conclusion. Of course, the challenge he'd been issued had had everything to do with how demanding he'd suddenly gotten. And it did wonders for that determination of his.

What did distract him was Kurama's movement; the one that shortly had him lying on his chest and displaying himself openly for the taking. A heavy shiver rolled down his spine and landed a heavy pulse in his nether region. The feeling in turn sent a flutter through his stomach that pushed an appreciative groan from his chest. The detective couldn't help but notice the feminine curve Shuichi's body had in this position; or rather that this position accentuated. But he couldn't exactly feel all that bad for noticing it because despite the curve the position also gave him a great eye full of anatomy that was distinctly not female. And those bits were just as much to appreciate.

Damn, he looked good from this angle. Thankfully, even though he took the time to click a nice mental picture of the scene before him, he was able to keep himself from being distracted for much longer than a few moments before he was moving again. Taking stock of that flower he crawled up onto the bed the rest of the way and positioned himself behind the redhead.

He was gonna be brilliant. He had to be after that boast after all. But they hadn't done it like this before and it begged the question as to whether he actually could be brilliant or not In knowing how to handle the change. Then again, Shuichi had told him he was perfect in all the right ways to fill him up and give him just what he needed so maybe it wouldn't be too incredibly difficult to do just that....

But was that really brilliant or just kinda lucky? As he thought about this, going back and forth for whatever reason (he couldn't figure out where that abundant confidence of his had suddenly run off to and hidden), he moved to lean over his redhead and offer those same full bodied pets from before. He was careful of the sensitive pucker but couldn't help but press the length of pulsing flesh against exposed crack of those perfectly globed cheeks and rub out the slightest of friction there. And in his contemplation it was entirely possible that he spent a little too much time pinching, petting, and rolling hardened nipples between his fingers as they stroked down and then again as they pet back up his body.

Man, this was starting to require too much thought. But he'd just boasted so strongly there was no way he could let himself get away without coming up with something great now.

And then it hit him.

There was something else that was new and he knew just about nothing that he could try. And try he would. It had bothered him for all of about two seconds when Kurama had taken it upon himself to treat him with it the night before. It was so entirely new and utterly flooring that the mixture of worry, disgust, and maybe slight offense if only for the conversation at hand had sent him reeling a moment later. Hell, he'd felt so much about the act that he wasn't even sure what all he had felt before it had become a mind numbing pleasure he'd had no hope of battling off.

"Hope you're ready to find out how great I really am," he muttered in the ear he only now realized he'd been suckling just behind. He could be glad for the fact that he had the muscle memory to keep up even when his mind couldn't. But he wasn't focused on that anymore.

Pulling away was difficult. He'd given himself a much deeper problem rubbing on his boyfriend like that. But he'd found his determination again and he wasn't gonna back off so easy now. Scooting himself back to a comfortable position for this, rough fingers trailed down the redhead's body until they were gripping in support of his hips. Chocolate eyes studied the abused pucker for a moment before a debate that wasn't given the chance to fully start was squelched out and he leaned forward again. Now if only he could remember what he had felt the night before. But he seemed to be having trouble. In fact, his mind sort of wanted to blank out all over again. Whatever. If that was the case, he'd just have to play it by ear.

In a careful ease his tongue worried over the painful looking entrance; licking once over and trailing around the outside purely to test the waters, so to speak. He had no problem. In fact it didn't even bother him as much as it had when Kurama had started in on him. Maybe it had something to do with that determination of his but he really didn't care.

Actually the only thing that did bother him about it was being able to tell he was raw. He could taste the pain. There was a chance that might effect that 'wrecking' he'd been talking about before. But he'd already decided to play this 'by ear' so it really just depended how things went. So within a moment of testing for himself his dominant hand slid forward from the grip it had on a hip and found its way into fisting around the rehardened organ to offer a slow stroke that perfectly matched to sink of his tongue into that pucker.

 

[EDDE]

Fox:
Vanity was a trait that transferred over from the silver fox to the red, and just as he had when Yusuke showed up at his school during gym class, Shuichi put on a show. He couldn't lengthen a stride or toss his hair, but as brown eyes rolled over his form the fox arched his spine and rolled his hips. He turned his head on the pillow in an attempt to catch his boyfriend's eye to offer him a half lidded, sultry look. There wasn't a chance to lick his lower lip invitingly, because Yusuke had already moved, and a shiver of anticipation rolled through him. The bed dipped as the detective took his place, and he spread his legs a little more in invitation.

A groan left his kiss swollen lips. He'd expected slick fingers to pet and prod at his tender entrance; but instead, he felt the length of Yusuke's shaft settle between his cheeks to press against the abused skin. There was enough lubrication from precum that the friction made was slight, and thus more pleasurable than painful when it rubbed up and down. In fact, it caused the sensitive ring of muscle to clench and relax against it over and over, begging for more without the fox's consent.

Soft, blissful sighs were the detective's reward for the full body petting. He loved such attention, and he happily arched into the calloused hands as they rubbed down his sides. There was a slightly sharper intake of breath when the small, pink nubs on his chest were pinched and pulled. That alone caused shocks of pleasure to radiate down through his stomach to settle in his groin, and suddenly the spent shaft that had been steadily growing leaped up to attention. It only took a few well-timed twists to have a drop of precum forming at the tip, then a few more to have it falling down onto the bedding.

The warm body of his boyfriend laid over his back and Shuichi's breath grew a little hotter and slightly faster. How was Yusuke able to do this to him? He was hardly being touched at all, and he'd just been satisfied hardly a minute ago; and yet... And yet his heart was racing, and his cheeks were burning; his body was humming with want and his mind was starting to fog over again. And he had no desire to stop it.

Shuichi sighed softly as rough lips met the back of his ear. The soft suction made him shiver, and the fox eagerly exposed the rest of his neck by turning his head. Crimson hair, still held up in a ponytail despite their escapades, fell over to the side. A few stray strands clung stubbornly to his throat and framed a few of the little love bites Yusuke had left behind the night before. When words caused a vibration to the thin skin behind his ear the fox sucked in a soft breath through his nose. "I hope you are ready to deliver," he couldn't help but purr in response. Though, he had to bite back a disappointed whine when that heated body left him. He wondered if the front of Yusuke's shirt was damp with their combined sweat. The thought had him licking his lower lip, and another had him groaning; was that sweat pooling above his tail bone, or was his boyfriend's cock drooling? He so very much wanted the later.

A strong hand steadied his hip, and again Kurama waited in eager anticipation for slick fingers to spread him apart; and again, he was wrong, instead he felt hot breath over his twitching, needy entrance. "Wait, Yusuke don't-" his entire body jolted in a preen; his toes curled, fingers gripped the pillow, even his hair seemed to curl when his head popped up off of the pillow with wide eyes when Yusuke ran his hot, wet tongue over the swollen ring of muscle. Then he... and then he...

Shuichi ducked his head back down and bit his forearm to prevent another humiliating sound from escaping into the room. Every muscle felt weak and watery, but the fox forced himself to remain tense and tight. If he relaxed, even the smallest bit he knew exactly what would happen; because this sort of reaction must have transferred over as well. "Sto-" he pulled his mouth from his arm to once more attempt to ward Yusuke off; but his teeth fell right back into the indents in his own skin as another whine tried to escape.

It didn't really matter what he said though, his body was being more than honest with the detective. The penetrated hole was convulsing around the pleasing tongue, and the teen's hand was quickly becoming soaked with the pretty stream of precum drooling from his cock.

EDDE:
It wasn't as if he hadn't heard him. When Kurama spoke up as he licked over him to tell him to stop, he heard it quite plainly. Then again, 'play by ear' didn't actually entail that very specific body part alone. Yusuke had expressed his own stress over this the night before. And his continuance was rationalized somewhere in the back of his mind in a process he couldn't have followed if he'd wanted to for how quickly it went by.

The redhead tensed even sharper against the intrusion of a determined tongue. The fight between relaxing into the feeling and fighting against it drove shutters through his limbs that could be both sensed and felt by the detective. Despite the complaint on the foxy human's lips, Yusuke was paying more attention to the full reaction. And he'd proven on more than one occasion just how well he picked up on those types of things. So he reached in further, exploring his depths in yet another new way, searching out just the right touch that would have his tone changing drastically.

Kurama was leaking worse than he himself was. This offered him a great lack of resisting friction as he stroked at the turgid flesh in his palm and only allowed him to maneuver recently learned twists of his wrist through the action all the better. And the convulsions around his tongue, while not necessarily hindering his task, certainly helped in telling him just how well that tongue was being received.

But there was something else too.

A niggling that shortly became a large nag rather than a small bother. And despite the fact that all of those things were telling him just how much he was enjoying the feeling, in a way he couldn't even begin to explain all of those things also flew up glaring flags against it as well. Of course, his denials fed to that end as well. But they weren't the only thing that bugged him.

And bug him they did. Enough for him to pull back after a nice long moment of searching out precisely how to please him in this way. His tongue slid from its depth followed by a heavy huff and the stroking hand paused to cup that obviously aching shaft in it solidly. Although that didn't stop his thumb from petting over the full length in smaller offering. He leaned forward and offered a few pecks over the small of Kurama's back and sides. It gave him a much-needed moment to compose himself.

And as he settled enough to find the capacity for higher thought he pulled back once again; not enough that they lost their closeness, but enough that the redhead wouldn't feel constricted by that closeness. "What's up?" The tone in voice and chocolate eyes were far too calm and clear for the muddled, lusty state they were both drowning in a few moments before.

"You don't like it?" Although he doubted that despite asking it anyway considering. If Kurama didn't like the activity, he probably wouldn't have introduced him to it.

"Or m'I just doin crappy?" Head cocked sightly to the side, chocolate eyes peered over the redhead as he asked his questions just a little too close together to offer an answer between them. If one paid enough attention to him usually it really could be odd how focused the detective tended to be in this situation as compared to how he seemed to be with just about everything else. He had his moments in other instances of course. But that didn't change how much it might stand out to someone who only saw him in certain situations.

Fox:
The fox puffed hot air through his nose and bit down harder on his forearm as whimpering whines threatened to leave his throat. Yusuke ignored his objections and Kurama's hips rocked in his desire. The leaking shaft throbbed and jerked in the firmly stroking hand, and the internal convulsions grew stronger and more frequent. The soft, wet muscle was carefully plunging into his abused, swollen hole, and every curl threatened to zap the strength from every muscle in his body. It felt so good, exquisite. His boyfriend was searching his inner walls for the little button that would leave him crumbling into the bed in an embarrassing ecstasy.

"Mnn." Pretty green eyes clenched shut while his fingers and toes curled tighter. He was shaking in a valiant effort to keep himself steady and spare him the humiliation of flopping over like a dead fish, no matter how glorious it could turn out to be. Yusuke was a fast learner, and already the detective was gaining skill. Kurama doubted it would take much time and practice for his boyfriend to become an expert in this particular act, and that thought nearly broke his resolve.

Shuichi took in a sharp gasp and resisted a disappointed groan. Yusuke pulled away and the fox was instantly filled with both regret and relief. The heavy huff of air blew over the twitching hole, forcing him to bite back a groan. He wanted it back. He wanted that slick muscle to delve back inside him and find what it had been searching for, yet being absent of it loosened some of the tension in his legs.

A calloused palm ceased it's wonderful stroking to instead cup his drooling length and the fox humped his hips against it and the petting thumb with a low whine. Then chapped lips brushed over his hot, sweaty skin and soothed away the rest of the tensity throughout his form. They were sweet and calming, an unneeded affection that was wildly appreciated.

The offense in Yusuke's questioning tone left him with a feeling of guilt. "No, that isn't it," he assured with a puff, teeth pulling away from his arm in order to speak. The notion to ask Yusuke to continue with his tongue was squashed in the short time it took the red head to turn his head and look up at the teen from over his shoulder. The fox's face was pink, his lips were kiss swollen and his eyes were wet and dewy. He took care to add a little more needy lust to his expression as he gazed up into chocolate eyes. "Don't make me wait any longer, Yusuke," he started with a pitiful whine. "Please, stop teasing me."

That had to work. Long fingers grasped the pillow in anticipation. He might be turning away what could very well be his favorite sexual act to have performed on him, but feeling Yusuke's erection push inside of his overly sensitive body wouldn't be any less amazing.

EDDE:
As he plied affectionate attention over soft, smooth skin the detective found himself calming just enough. Just enough to think and speak rationally. That calm was shocked straight from his bones through a heated chill as dewy, needy gem eyes turned on him and husky tone begged more.

A groan that sounded about as pained as the expression that crossed his face for a fleeting moment did; a pain in having to physically bar himself from complying with that request far too readily. He moved closer on his knees, having to bypass that begging entrance due to their height difference in order to reach. But clean hand lifted, capturing his boyfriend's jaw in a snare that kept him in that pose so Yusuke could lean forward to devour his lips. Skilled tongue rolled across the seal of the redhead's lips begging entry just as needily as that hand searched out the sweet nectar he couldn't see in their position.

Before he got that entry he pulled back slightly. "Kay but I still ain't gonna hurt you Shuichi," he offered through a heavy breath. He was happy to have used the name this time for a different reason. Because it slipped out on its own without a second thought. And hearing it come from his own mouth sent a heated flutter through him that was freakin' delicious.

With a quick scan he found the flower, but took an extra moment to look down over his boyfriend's body and the somewhat odd position he'd put them in. And before he'd even thought it out fully, he was already lowering himself back over the fox, having sat back and all but flipped him like a flapjack.

"I changed my mind. I like this better." Chocolate eyes, hot and full of intent focused down on the redhead. With Kurama on his back and now facing Yusuke he had much better access to his lips. And he searched them out all over again as that hand, now covered in the sweet substance, navigated its way to that swollen pucker to delve the first digit deep.

Fox:
The fox tilted his head a little to give Yusuke grip on his chin, and an excited puff of air left his lips before they were taken into a kiss that was far too short. He moaned softly and his eyes fluttered shut as the tongue that had just been delving inside of him pressed against his lips for entrance that was instantly given. He was left whining when his boyfriend pulled away far too soon. "I know," he murmured in reply. The detective would never cause him harm, it was something he'd never doubted, not even during their first meeting. "But hurry." The little pucker was twitching in a desperate need to be filled, and he couldn't help but rock back in an attempt to entice his partner.

Shuichi yipped at the sudden flip of his body, and grunted when his back landed on the mattress with a bounce. "Was that nece-mnn." As much as he'd been looking forward to being taken from behind, to having his face pounded into the pillow, he couldn't deny that the return of Yusuke's lips was delightful. The redhead rested his right hand on the other's shoulder, while his left rested on the pillow beside his head and atop a spread of crimson locks.

Pressing the tip of his tongue against Yusuke's lower lip, Kurama silently pleaded for entrance and a dance of tongues until a single digit had him sucking in a sharp gasp of air. It was warm and slick, but the calloused finger rubbed against raw skin that was both pleasurable and painful. "Yes," he gasped against his boyfriend's mouth. Long, slender legs wrapped loosely around the raven-haired teen, and the scratch of fabric against naked thighs forced another heavy groan. "Yusuke, yes." Swollen walls clenched tightly and slowly convulsed around the intruding digit in want of the agonized ecstasy of sex that was soon to come. "Yusuke."

EDDE:
The detective was happy to return to the attention he'd pulled away from far too quickly previously. His own tongue laved over the redhead's before he joined that dance. His kisses had gotten more confident over the past few days on most occasion, and it played out well through the strong, sure play he offered now. It was a good distraction in a way. It helped him keep the other intrusion to a minimum. Yusuke didn't want to push Kurama too far too fast. And he could tell the other teen was much more sensitive due to his response of being touched so intimately; a touch that soon had a second finger intruding and working to ready his boyfriend for a much better treat.

He focused on their tongue play and breaths that had to be regulated through his nose for the connection he'd established as he worked. And it wasn't long until a new focus came to light for him as well. While he didn't have the friction his cock was drooling for in doing so, there was no stopping a short cadence of his own hips as he grew more excited and closer to a goal they were both yearning for so strongly it was painful. And even though everything he learned lately was urging him to find that sweet, sweet spot that would have his boyfriend going wild for him, he managed to hold himself back from offering it. It would be too much. That wasn't to say he didn't have to keep reminding himself not to do that.

The movement of his hips brought attention to the jeans that had been sitting loosely against his hips and left him slightly exposed for a while now. Shuichi's thighs wrapping around him pressed the fabric against his skin in a slightly grating matter. It wasn't annoying or bothersome. But it made the barrier far more noticeable. And noticing it gave him another welcomed distraction.

Yusuke broke their kiss with a short gasp and a heavy huff. Chocolate eyes bore down into forested pools for a lingering moment wherein he could have probably said just about anything and gotten a delicious reaction. The stare he had to offer spoke for itself though; which was good considering that through the avalanche in his mind he'd lost the dictionary that stored all the words he knew.

He shifted upon staring him down, just slightly, and put that devious mouth of his to better use as he attached to the thin-skinned areas around his ear and throat. He offered suckling kisses and short nips there as he recognized a deep-seated want to be allowed to explore the fully exposed body beneath him all over again. It was through a bone chilling rush that he recognized how exciting it was to face each other with this dynamic. He fully clothed and Kurama fully not... Not that he could have explained why that was so exciting in the moment.

He wanted to drag his hands over that lithe figure and play with every bit of that smooth skin, but his hands were far too busy at the moment. The intruding digits drove up to three, and his other hand was busy offer small amounts of attention to a leaking cock between them; just enough to keep him interested. His own need was aching heavily from its lack and a particularly painful throb had him groaning out in a heated whine.

It was just as he'd stopped near Kurama's ear again that he found that dictionary. Although it was definitely missing some pages now. "Tell me you're ready Shuichi." It was meant to be a question even though it hadn't been thought out. It came out as more of a demand even though it was soft and so wanting it could have just as easily been mistaken for the needy begging he'd gathered from his redhead's words previously.

Fox:
The air was thick and heady with their combined musk. He could just manage to find Yusuke's sweet scent of arousal through his own, nearly overpowering desire. Every breath he took between kisses was hot and humid, and the fox's head was swimming. It was amazing, being able to lose himself in this way. Natural instinct called for at least some level of composure and attention to the outside world, but somehow his boyfriend was able to override that feral need in favor of another. It felt wrong and perfect at the same time, and Kurama reveled in it for as long as he had the mind to.

A bright, white spark flashed across his eyes and Shuichi took in a sharp gasp as his head shot back. The second finger slid in easily, but even with lubricant the friction was almost too much to bare. His nails dug painfully into Yusuke's arm while the fingers of his other hand grasped and tangled in the sheets and crimson locks. Emerald eyes shut tight and his mouth hung open. Every attempt at a kiss was ignored in favor of sucking in mewling gasps of air that were let out in pretty moans. The other teen's name painted soft lips and floated into the room as his body grew accustomed to the new intrusion. The pain of it only added to his anticipation, so much so that the fox worried about losing it too soon. Yusuke had that effect on him it seemed.

In moments Shuichi was rolling his hips and arching his back, trying to impale himself on the carefully stretching digits. Every time they drew close to that magical spot, he pursed his lips together and curled his toes in preparation for the mind-numbing pleasure it was sure to bring, but Yusuke never reached his mark. "Yusuke," the fox pleaded sweetly, tightening the hold his legs had on the detective and purposefully clenching around the pair of fingers petting his inner walls. His head turned to offer room for exploring kisses that were sure to leave more markings along his pale throat and just behind his ear, then cried out into the room as a third finger pressed inside of him.

Kurama choked on air and arched his back up and off of the bed. His toes spread out wide before clenching again, and the fox sobbed in blissful agony. He was shaking, he could feel it, and no matter how hard he tried he just couldn't stop it. "Yes," he squeaked before biting down harshly on his lower lip. The desperate shaft in Yusuke's hand was absolutely throbbing, and Shuichi bucked up into that calloused palm then back down into the intruding digits. Hot billows of breath continued to puff free from his open mouth, and the line of drool dripping from the corner of it went completely unnoticed.

Yusuke's words penetrated the haze of his mind and Kurama obeyed immediately. "I'm ready Yusuke, hurry, put it in," Shuichi begged, his eyes opening to slits to stare up blindly at the ceiling. Some semblance of sanity tickled at the back of his mind, and the fox added "Gently at first. If you can."

EDDE:
"Yeah," was really all he could offer toward consent and what he deemed advice. With the heavy dribble that had been leaking from throbbing organ here and there as he prepared the other teen Yusuke really didn't have much of a need to do it. But that didn't stop him from swiping his fingers through the nectar one more time once he'd pulled them loose and applying it to his aching cock. Shuichi was shaking like a leaf. It kinda bothered him and turned him on even more at the same time. And still, he couldn't dwell on why that might be at the moment.

Another small shift made it easier to peek down between them so he could make sure he was angling himself properly. He couldn't see as much as he'd been expecting through a swirling mind, but it was enough to be able to guide himself to his goal. It was also enough to pull another bone chilling shiver through his veins as he got a good look down at just how well he was servicing his redhead.

It took less than a moment to find his way and once he had he didn't need to look anymore. So his attention turned right back up to the sweet suckling and nibbles he'd been spreading over sensitive flesh before. As he began pushing into the sensitive hole however, he had to change that tactic. A deep, guttural whine that displayed the sudden wave of pleasure that surrounding heat railed through him spoke volumes. And hot, heavy breaths that puffed from his chest because of it forced him back to offering light kisses; soothing licks when he could manage them.

"Ngh, Shuichi." The whined attempt at words was completely lost as he carefully pressed himself into filling the redhead full of him, although some of it was through those heavy breaths. "Talk to me." The heavy request accompanied the continued ministrations over the leaking cock between them. "Tell me--Mn... Tell me..." He managed to get part of his want across at least. Although he wasn't sure he made total sense. Although all he really wanted in that moment was to make sure it wasn't too much; that his boyfriend was okay. He would worry about driving him crazy once he'd gotten that part out of the way.

Fox:
The fox groaned as the stretching, pleasing fingers pulled free. He wanted them back, yet he knew their absence meant something much better was coming. He took a slow, steadying breath while Yusuke lubed himself up and got into position. Relaxation was the key to making this pleasurable, so he closed his eyes loosely and took in slow, even breaths through his nose to help ease the sharp tension in his muscles. Excitement and need kept his heart rapidly beating, but he managed to calm himself slightly. Only to suck in a sharp breath when the head of Yusuke's shaft touched his swollen entrance.

Emerald eyes fluttered open again, only to droop into a hazy, half lidded stare. His boyfriend's lips were so soothing against his skin, and the gentle suckling against the thin, sensitive flesh across his neck and behind his ear was no different. It made the initial penetration much easier, though still incredibly intense. The hand gripping Yusuke's arm jolted into soft raven hair to tangle long digits in the short threads. Kurama sucked in a breath so sharp it bordered on painful as the thick shaft slowly pressed in. His inner walls were swollen and tight, and the intrusion was met with an unconscious clenching that only made things both better and worse. Pain and ecstasy mingled together and the red head's back arched clear off the bed and his mouth hung wide open.

Shuichi stared wide eyed at the ceiling and the tip of his tongue curled down over his bottom lip. Every inch of him was tingling and sharp, electrifying sparks shot across his limbs and pooled in his groin. It took everything he had to stop an early completion. His cock drooled, twitched, and throbbed lewdly in the lightly pleasing hand. It took several long seconds after Yusuke's plea for the fox to return to the living world from his moment of near insanity. It came with another sharp intake of breath, followed by a mewling 'Ah~' that softened his features.

Lowering back to the bed, Kurama pushed his cheek to Yusuke's and offered it a slight nuzzle. "Yes," he puffed, trying to gather his mind enough to at least form coherent words. "It hurts." There was no need to lie. "It feels incredible. Kiss me, don't stop. Don't you dare stop." The fox ran the flat of his tongue over the cheek he'd just been rubbing against.

EDDE:
Yusuke wasn't necessarily having trouble continuing. Although to be fair every time there was a strong reaction to his actions, he did have to fight pausing fully in want of being sure he was okay. For once his lust hazed mind was keeping up with that part properly. The part that told him that stopping, or even slowing down in the way he wanted would only prolong the bad part of this on his overused boyfriend.

What did it say that they'd only just started referring to each other in that way and yet they'd worn him down so heavily? It wasn't a question he wanted to dwell on. If only because Kurama's return to reality begged for his full attention once it came.

It was hard not to slow down before. And the incredibly short pause between being told outright that it hurt only made it harder. He very nearly stopped what he was doing. The short tick in his movement said as much pretty blatantly. And so did his response. Because he knew it had almost happened. And the additional request that followed from soft, swollen lips somehow drew the need to apologize straight from his core for it.

"Sorry." It was offered shortly as he pressed onward, slowly burying himself within the tender flesh surrounding him. "I won't," he added, almost needing to make that assurance just as much as the previous. "I won't." The definitive promise was offered after a short peck to those delicious lips. And it was followed by a much deeper kiss.

His tongue intruded past them just as heavily as sinking cock and several soft flicks of it were offered over the roof of the redhead's mouth before rolling heatedly over his tongue only to return to the previous action. And soft noise that bordered between exhilaration and frustration made its way through his nose during a much-needed breath a few moments later. Because as he picked up the motion being offered between them over turgid flesh, he found himself seated much faster than he thought would be happening.

Chocolate eyes peeked open curiously, still worried over Shuichi's condition despite a strong-willed attempt to keep that promise he'd made a minute ago. Had he gone too fast? He'd filled him up so suddenly. Was he being too rough already? Every inkling of 'wrecking' him that he'd had in his mind before had flown from it so freakin' quick it wasn't even funny. Even though it wasn't an 'all of a sudden' thing, he kind of felt like it was. Because... well, all of a sudden, he wanted nothing more than to know absolutely every bit of what he did to him caused little more than pure ecstasy.

And he couldn't tell.

He couldn't tell from this close what the look on his face was. And despite the promise he'd barely just made his freely roaming hand settled heavily on Kurama's hip and effectively barred any antsy movement in return from the writhing creature beneath him. But he had promised, so he didn't stop. Not all the way. Before he could make a movement to pull out even slightly to delve back into him, he had to make sure he was alright. So instead, he took to grinding; heavy and deep inside him.

There was no helping pulling away from the kiss. He couldn't see from there-- He couldn't hear properly from there. "Talk to me." The grunted request was way softer in tone than he was expecting to fall from his own lips. It surprised him. But not enough to distract from his ministrations.

Was this weird? It seemed like it was probably weird.

Hot, chocolate eyes were oozing with both passion and compassion. Heated breath was bating over pretty lips and he was insanely tempted to find them with his own again. But he needed him to talk back. He couldn't begin to explain or even comprehend why he needed that so much at the moment. And he wasn't willing to sit and think about it.

"It doesn't matter what you say. Just talk to me, kay?" The offer was extended to help a muddled mind that might not be willing to find words at the moment. He could read him. He should be able to comprehend the reading he was getting, but it just wasn't enough at the moment.

A lot of it wasn't enough. In fact, he didn't even feel like he was giving him enough. The need to take those lips; or rather his refusal to follow that need, spurred him to follow a different one instead. It was with great difficultly that he pulled away from them, but he managed. Instead, the attention of his own lowered right along with the small stretch he'd been making to get to them previously.

They spread over Shuichi's throat, his collar bone, shoulders and chest; sweet, gentle kisses that were join by small kitten licks as they went on. And carefully, slowly but surely, that grinding took up its own lean and he allowed himself shallow, angled humps that nearly kept the other teen full while rubbing and jabbing shortly into that sweet spot he knew he'd found before.

It took a lot of concentration. Because he was placing it fully on absolutely dousing the held down teen in droves of passionate affection as he kissed and licked over his upper body in every conceivable place he could reach. There weren't very many, but short, soft love nips were speckled between the bits of affection as well. The attention to rigid shaft improved just as adamantly. And it only paused here and there for a moment or two at a time in order to massage at the base while rolling taught balls through his palm through an experimental twist of his wrist that worked out even better than he could have hoped it would.

"Shuichi..." He wanted just a little more for himself. So he asked, between a quick peck just near the nipple he'd flicked his tongue over quickly. "Can you tell me...?" Chocolate eyes that had been so focused on staring down the flesh he'd been appreciating so tenderly peeked up toward his redhead, soft and brimming through that focus, to check on his condition all over again. "Am I doing good now too?"

 

[EDDE]

Fox:
Every gradual inch burned in a horribly blissful way as Yusuke continued to fill him up. It felt larger this time around, and he knew it was from the swelling from overuse, but it still gave him a sharp pang of excitement. His mouth continued to hang open, but the near whining breaths and stumbled words of appreciation were stilled by lips covering his own. Shuichi dove into the kiss with vigor, pulling the other teen in closer with painful tugs to raven hair that caught a few strands between his fingers. He either didn't notice or didn't care.

Muffled moans and gasps were broken up only by the sound of smacking lips as the fox returned the tongue petting and groaned with the tickling to the roof of his mouth. Yusuke was making him swim, and by this point he was too far gone to even notice what should be frightening vulnerability. Slender hips rolled up and met his boyfriend's with a desperate grind. Yusuke opened his eyes to find that Shuichi had closed his. Slim eyebrows were arched up and pinched together, then furrowed a little further when a hand steadied his waist. A grunt of frustration was released into the kiss as he fought weakly against the restraint, eager to start some sort of miserable, wonderful pace; not that he could complain for long.

Kurama was the one to first break off the kiss. The simple grind pushed that intruding shaft against all the right places, and again Shuichi's head tilted back to expose his throat with taunt tendons. "Oh yes," he mewled breathlessly. Slim fingers continued to hold and lightly tug at dark hair, while the left set curled and clawed into a firm bicep.

The request for words was heard, but it took several long seconds to register. His head turned, left cheek pressing into the pillow with his eyes still shut. His face was a bright, pretty pink and his lips were red, wet, and kiss swollen. Kurama looked absolutely ravaged, even down to the mussed mane of crimson locks which were usually so well kept and now splayed across a pillow and sheets. It became obvious after a while that he was trying to comply. His mouth formed a word but all that came out was a sting of 'Ah, hah, ah!'s that took away every bit of breath he could manage to suck in, and it only got harder when kisses returned to his heated skin. All he could manage were a few broken utterances of Yusuke's name, until he was given a more specific request.

Some semblance of thought let him realize what the detective needed. It was more than just wanting to hear some dirty words. It was about approval and assurance that what he was doing wasn't causing any harm. Knowing that was enough to help the fox find and catch the words that had been so elusive. "Brilliant," he managed before a loud intake of breath as a warm, wet tongue dragged over a sensitive nipple. His vision hazed and it took another few seconds of writhing and arching to be able to continue. "Like you promised, just like you promised. Yusuke!"

The detective moved just right. Just right, and the fox jumped. His head tossed back, and his mouth fell open in a silent cry. Every muscle in his body clenched, and his balls tightened in Yusuke's palm. As hard as he tried to stop it, the constant pressure to his prostate, the exploring hand on his weeping shaft, the overly sensitive inner walls simply crumbled his resolve into nothing. Perfectly manicured nails dragged down Yusuke's arm to leave bright red marks, little white lights glittered in crimson forelocks, and as the fox reached the orgasm powerful enough to have his seed shooting up to his chest, tiny green vines tangled in the stands. Light blue flowers the size of dimes bloomed from the tendrils as the fox whimpered through the final throes of his climax.

Shakily, the fox began to relax and lowered back down to the sheets now damp with his sweat. He was panting softly but quickly, and when he finally went near limp on the bed his nails remained clinging to Yusuke's arm. Though, his right hand pulled from its vicious grip on his hair. Raven strands clung to the digits even when his hand fell to rest on the mattress.

EDDE:
The detective's actions were spurred on by the lack of vocalization from his redheaded counterpart... well, the lack of words. It was all he could think to do, continuing those sweet kisses and licks while drowning in the heavy whirl of absolute ecstasy. The wanton moaning helped a bit, but somehow he wasn't fully on par with the part of his mind that was telling him just how well he was doing.

His hair was pulled sharply and what should have been a short, pained noise bubbled out as a moan instead. If he weren't so focused on everything else, it might have gotten a strong chuckle out of him. His priorities lie elsewhere. Such as in the intense feeling that had him rising to a peak a lot faster than he wanted, and amped curiosity that had him peeking up at Kurama in wondering what faces he was making above the tilted-up chin he couldn't see past in his position.

Yusuke was relatively quiet, heavy panting and soft, happy whines barred his chest, but he was listening far too intently to allow them out the way they wanted. There was a sting on his arm, but it seemed to go away in a second. And as Kurama started growing more tense in EVERY way, he was having even more trouble not losing what was left of his mind.

'Brilliant', he'd said. And he'd said it so much nicer this time. It was kind of a stupid thing to dwell on, but it felt really really good to hear. It helped too. It quelled his... worries, he guessed they'd be. It allowed him to experience his lover's pleasure on a whole new level.

And it was devastating.

Was it just like he'd promised? Well, no. What he'd been promising was nowhere near this sweet, gentle exercise they were currently engaging in. BUT. At least Kurama did seem like he was totally wrecked by it. So that made it okay.

And suddenly he was clamping down around him and arching his back so heavily that Yusuke barely got the chance to recognize that red hair was sprouting pretty little flowers before he was pulled away from it again. A heavy rush of pleasure and excitement flew straight through his core. And, granted that it might have had something to do with those flowers he just couldn't stay focused on them. Because he was flying over the edge himself. It caused of a heavy whine to escape his throat; a light sob of the redheaded human's name to be huffed against the flesh beneath his lips. "Ah, Shuichi!"

Even as he was cumming he wanted a little more. And he knew what that little more was. Unfortunately, the taller teen's back was arched in a way that completely barred him from it, not to mention the tilt of his chin. That was okay though. Not getting what he wanted in that instant allowed him to pump his boyfriend through his release as he ground out the same maddening friction within him. His free petting hand found its way under that arched back and offered a bit of support as he kissed over the promptly displayed flesh of chest and nipples.

And when the foxy human began to relax that supporting hand slid up his back until it reached the base of his skull. Cupping it, Yusuke stretched once again and brought those pretty lips back to his own to devour them greedily. The sound of smacking lips didn't pull anything away any more than the silence of a delving, petting tongue did. And he wasn't willing to give it up until he'd lead Kurama straight into that happy, bubbly float of euphoria with him.

Not unless he had to, of course.

Fox:
Yusuke's hands were electrifying, especially while his body reached a near over sensitivity. Little whimpers peppered in with the cries of bliss that died down into heavy panting. Even when their ecstasy ended and the both of them began to wind down, the fox shivered under the calloused touch. Green eyes fluttered open slowly and landed the detective with a hazy, thoughtless gaze before he tilted his head with the guiding hand to meet the teen's lips once more.

His arms felt heavy and watery, yet Shuichi coerced them to lift and lazily drape over broad shoulders. Soft fingertips ran oh so gently over Yusuke's sweaty back, following the bumps of his spine and absently tracing abstract shapes over damp fabric, almost in apology for the clawing and pulling they had done moments ago. The kiss was a bit sloppy in the kitsune's daze, wet smacking sounds coming from between them as Kurama suckled and licked at chapped lips with lazy delight. It had been a very long time since he'd felt something like this. Youko was something of a legend between the sheets, and he was no stranger to the carnal pleasures of the flesh, but right in this moment he was satiated and heavy, weak and vulnerable far passed the point of being terrifying. Yet he was so much more than comfortable.

How strange...

Long legs slowly released their hold on Yusuke's waist and finally allowed him full motion. His muscles ached, and as the rush of endorphins left his system the fox was left with a throbbing pain in his backside. The pleasure he'd gotten from the over sensitivity due to constant use still lingered, but not nearly enough to make up for the ache that had grown sharp, but he made no indication of it. Instead, Kurama allowed himself to get lost in their kiss. The detective tasted wonderful, and feeling his tongue play along with his own in a halfhearted battle was a perfect way to end this intense romp.

Shuichi only pulled away when the need for a full breath burned his lungs, and even then, he kept their lips only inches apart and the tips of their noses touching. "You are far too good at this for someone as inexperienced as you are," he complimented, trying to kick start his brain in order to offer Yusuke the praise he'd more than earned. Instead, a need for self-preservation slipped on his tongue. "Please wait until you have softened before pulling free."

It seemed he'd either forgotten about, or simply didn't notice the tiny flowers decorating his hair. Even if their sweet smell was easy to pick up.

EDDE:
Yusuke was happy to put all of his attention into that kiss for as long as he was allowed. When Kurama pulled away large chocolate eyes were shining down on him, and they were accompanied with a silly smile that might have even looked a bit stupider than usual. Not that one could blame him.

It faded a little quickly enough with the comment. And if he were being honest with himself, that probably had to do with the fact that for some reason or another he was expecting some kind of shot for making the redhead look so vulnerable. It only took a moment to think on it before the smile turned bubbly. "Oh, thanks." It was offered cheerily and followed by a quick peck to the nose that had just been touching his own and a "kay."

The cute peck made him pull away just a little. And when he did, he was able to look over the redhead's features. Seeing the satisfied look on Kurama caused a warm chuckle to bubble up from somewhere after he took a good long moment to soak it in. "You look real good right now," he offered cheerily.

"I like that look on you, and uh..." Before continuing he lowered himself to offer a few more gentle kisses as he pulled softened shaft free. And continued to give him a few moments to recover from the change.

Chocolate eyes got a bit of a devious glint in them and his smile shifted to more of a smirk. The hand that had been supporting his neck uncurled from around him and lifted plucked up a good chunk of hair between two fingers to bring between them into view. "This helps."

Fox:
He liked that smile. It suited Yusuke perfectly; childish, innocent, and so simply happy. It was contagious, and while the smile that curved his own lips was far more conservative, it was no less delighted. In fact, it even managed to reach his eyes in the form of a small shine. He wanted to drag out more of that expression from his boyfriend and bask in the warmth it bathed him in.

"Do I?" Shuichi questioned with a playful hint to his still floating tone. The fox was happy to enjoy the petting to his vanity and hummed softly while returning the little kisses. In fact, he pulled the detective in for a full locking of lips when he started to pull free, trying and failing to hide the sharp intake of breath through his nose, but managed to keep the cringe from his features. Even soft and malleable, the simple friction of Yusuke's shaft shot sparks of pain up his spine. His fingers clutched Yusuke's shirt for several long seconds before Kurama released his boyfriend from the hold. Well, he loosened it enough to let him move anyway.

The devious glint was returned with a suspicious gaze, and his head turned slightly to try and see what Yusuke was doing with his hair. Only to blink wide eyed at the sight offered to him. The blush that formed was hidden by the lingering flush of their play. How had he not noticed? When did that occur? Had they been there long? Kurama was well aware that his plants could have a mind of their own when he wasn't in full control of himself, but how could the flowers have bloomed without him even knowing about it? Yusuke really was something... He could make the fox completely lose his mind, and while that was an uncomfortable bit of information now, it hadn't bothered him in the least bit only a few moments ago.

Kurama tilted his head and looked up and away in an innocent expression he pulled off far too well. "I don't know what you are speaking of, Yusuke," he answered before the very tip of his tongue poked out between his lips and the little blue flowers disappeared back into his hair.

EDDE:
This time he'd pretended not to see as much for Kurama's sake as it had been when he'd plied him with all of that gentle affection. He'd moved on flawlessly. And he was happy to see the deviant look returned only to pitter off into embarrassment. Sometimes this guy was a lot more readable than he thought.

That was great, but the lost plants weren't. And instead of teasing him over them he had a pout to offer. "Aww," he complained. "I really liked those."

They looked and smelled pretty. And they'd said even more than Kurama was obviously willing to. A lot more even. He really liked that.

The same clean hand let go of the clump he'd grabbed and moved instead to carefully pet through red strands as chocolate eyes roamed over his face, neck, and hair appreciatively. They would have roamed further but he hadn't moved off the redhead to allow for that.

"I think I'd like it a lot," he offered as he closed his eyes and leaned forward to nuzzle noses for a moment before sitting up just enough to be able to wriggle mostly from his sullied shirt. "If you wore flowers in your hair sometimes."

He had to pause as his shirt folded over held arms in wait of getting them free. As he did though, that same warm smile from just before bloomed across his face. Even if his attempt at sweet words was a bit lacking as that happy bubble began to drift away. "Kinda like suits you or whatever... It looks nice." The bit of color that rose to his cheeks and the sudden need to divert his eyes with just a bit of a pout said wonders itself.

Unlike kurama, Yusuke was not incredibly difficult to read.

Fox:
The fox sighed softly through his nose and relaxed under the gentle petting. His eyes loosely shut, and he even tilted his head slightly into the calloused hand in search of a slightly harder pressure. It was a bit disappointing that it didn't last long, but the nuzzling of noses almost made up for it. He looked up again when Yusuke sat up and watched as the shirt pulled away from taunt muscles. A hum came in response, and Shuichi slowly, carefully sat up in order to help his boyfriend out of his clothes. Wearing flowers in his hair would be something incredibly feminine, even if he himself didn't see it that way. "I will consider it," he decided. "If only when we are alone."

The hazy bubble of afterglow was finally popping, and Kurama was rapidly regaining control of his mind once more, but that didn't stop the moment from being relaxed and enjoyable. He leaned in and offered one more kiss before his hands dropped lower to tug at the waist band of Yusuke's pants. "These cannot be comfortable," he pointed out smoothly and without even a hint of seduction. "Let us rid you of them, then lay down to rest for a few moments. I find you to be quite comfortable when we relax together."

EDDE:
In all honesty Yusuke hadn't thought a bit toward the 'girly'ness of the flowers he'd brought up previously. Not at all. What he'd thought about were those little blue flowers in Kurama's hair; and the rose pedals before. And, well... He'd actually gotten a pretty nice visual image in his mind of the redhead lying in just a pile of flowers; naked of course. Regardless, it had just made him think about how much the flowers suited him. How good all of those pictures were in his head.

Unlike the one sitting before him in reality.

Yusuke had turned his head as he puffed on about how the flowers suited Kurama. And in doing so his attention had landed upon a particularly disturbing image instead that shook the nice one away way too easily.

The shirt had been pulled off his arms and his pants were being tugged down currently. He was right about how annoying they were now. But he couldn't pull his eyes off it.

The fact that it was disturbing played out far too well on his face, although it probably looked pretty silly given the type of faces he made himself. He did turn his head back toward Kurama a bit, indicating that he'd heard him. But not enough that he looked away from it.

"Yeah, me too." Agreeing over the comfiness of lying together was easy. Because it was. "But you know what isn't comfy?..."

He didn't quite point, but he was staring pretty hard. Because staring back at him (although looking far more relaxed and pleased than him) was Puu. They're forgotten to come back and make sure he got some food. Hell, they'd forgotten about him entirely.

But by the look of him not only had he had the perfect spot to roost and watch them, he'd been incredibly happy with the show. And to Yusuke, that was in NO way relaxing or comforting.

Fox:
The pants were tugged off and tossed off onto the floor to be taken care of later. Usually, he would be quick to clean something like that up, at least fold it or put it in a hamper, but he couldn't be bothered now. Besides, standing would be wildly pleasant at the moment. He found himself feeling quite glad that Yusuke agreed with him in how comfortably they fit together. Yet another thing that was perfect and strange. To find such comfort in the arms of another person. A curious hum came with the following statement, and the fox looked up after realizing he'd been staring at the exposed detective before him.

Shuichi quickly lifted a hand to his mouth and bit back a snicker, only to have it show in the shaking of his shoulders and the high upturn of his lips. There, settled in comfortably, was his boyfriend's inner self. The little blue beast looked so happy and content, which reflected Yusuke's emotions. It was sweet, and a bit more than adorable. "It seems your beast is a bit of a voyeur," he couldn't help but tease. "At least he was polite enough to allow us to finish."

The red fox simply couldn't help himself. He reached out towards the creature with both arms in invitation. "Come here Puu," he cooed. "Please forgive me. I forgot to greet you when we returned."

EDDE:
A voyeur, he'd said. "Yeah, that's kinda my problem with it." It was way too damned creepy to finish up and only notice after that those beady little eyes had been staring at them intently the entire time. And he could tell now that they had. Because where he was perched and the way he was settled told a very clear story of just how much of an eyeful the little creature had gotten. "I mean I get that he's supposed to be like me and all, but it's not like I expected him to be all perverted. He's just an animal." The playful shot was triggered toward himself, of course. He had no qualms with the many times he'd been accused of such a thing.

Just as he finished speaking, he recognized Kurama's next words. And as a happily cooing little bird hopped up excitedly and flapped its way over, it made Yusuke give a disquieted preen sharply enough that the hair on the back of his neck shot up for a moment. He didn't understand the deep shock and annoyance that was caused by the little creature landing happily in Kurama's arms and pecking at him oddly, but it wasn't a like it was a new feeling.

Was that Puu offering Kurama kisses? Why did that make it so much worse? And how come now that he was looking at it, was he only just now noticing how clean the both of them were relatively?

He looked down at the shirt in his hands. Well, it was in pretty bad shape on the clean spectrum. So it had probably caught the majority of the mess between the two of them. And realizing that made him kinda glad he'd managed to pull it off in a way that hadn't gotten him way dirtier without even recognizing it.

With that mystery solved the other one came back to glaring him in the face. A pout formed on his face and chocolate eyes roamed away as he reached out to pat the stupid thing on the head despite what he had to say. "Geez Kurama don't spoil him'r nothin'. He's gonna expect it from you if you keep it up. Damn bug doesn't need all the attention he gets already."

Puu allowed for the patting to his head, but the moment he was called a bug he pulled back and lifted his little beak. Down came Yusuke's hand, and a finger landed rather perfectly within there for the little 'bug' to offer a little 'nip'.

"Ow!" He pulled back and surveyed his hand, cupping it with the other and pouting more wildly than he had before. After noticing there was no real damage he turned that pout on the redhead and in an accusing tone whined out his grievance. "Shuiichiiii. He bit me!"

Puu simply nuzzled closer to Kurama. Almost looking like he was doing it purely for show; which might have been partially true. "Puu! Puu puu puu!" The complaint back was sharp as the little creature mimicked Yusuke's pout; although it was certainly all his own, and cuddled Kurama all over again.

"Oh yeah!? C'mere you little runt! I'll show you--" The pause came as he reached out for the little creature as it turned fully toward Kurama and made a panicked noise that resembled its name while huddling into him quickly.

"Hmph!" The earlier pout returned as legs and arms were both crossed while Yusuke settled on the bed. And then his nose turned up and he offered a snooty retreat. "Whatever. I can be the bigger man here. You know, cause I am one. And you ain't." The shot held a lot more meaning than what was said behind it.

And Puu seemed to understand this. Because he bitched right back at him and almost sounded like he had his own snooty tone behind it as he shook his little wing at him. Was he scolding him?

The annoyed glare accompanied a minuscule growl of frustration as the little creature got in the last word in their little argument. But even though he wanted to retort, he kept his mouth shut. After all, he'd said he would be the bigger man. Although that didn't stop him from glaring daggers down at the little creature. And it certainly didn't stop the little creature from returning them just as sharply.

 

[EDDE]

Fox:
Puu landed in his arms and Kurama crossed them loosely to help hold the little beast up. "Animals have their own lusts and desires, Yusuke," he pointed out. After all, he was a fox, even if he enjoyed playing the role of human far more. "And considering Puu's level of apparent senescence, I wouldn't be at all surprised if it turned out he desired me in the way you do." Speaking of, he couldn't help but quietly chuckle at the little pecks against his skin. Coming from any other creature it would have likely been uncomfortable and instantly rejected, but this was a spirit beast. It's show of affection was a mirror of Yusuke's, so he couldn't find it obnoxious even if he wanted to. Each kiss came from the soul of his boyfriend, so how could he push it away?

"Offering him a bit of affection isn't spoiling him. It is not as if I carry him everywhere I go." He hadn't meant for it, but the words came out as a bit of a shot against Keiko. The girl clung to poor Puu every chance she got. Kurama's hold got minutely tighter at the thought. Mine. Another chuckle came, this one a bit louder as the tiny beak snapped around Yusuke's finger and the detective whined at him like a spited child. The fox gently pat Puu's back as it huddled into him, but ended up pulling the blue penguin away from his body by the end of their 'fight.' "The battle is over now Puu, there is no need to push Yusuke anymore," he scolded gently as he was rubbing the palm of his hand over the tuft of black hair.

"He really does act just like you. If you ignore the cowardice, that is. Your inner self is perfectly adorable."

EDDE:
A pesky little smirk crossed the detective's face as his spirit beast was scolded. Pesky for Puu, that is. It would have been lucky for the little creature that it was wiped right off when Kurama addressed Yusuke. Except Yusuke's response was mirrored by the little creature.

One moment it was pressing up for better pressure against the pets, and the next they were both flustered.

They certainly were very much alike considering both bucked up and Puu nearly hollered over his counterpart. Of course, no one could out 'loud' Yusuke. Not even his inner beast. With a sharp, angrily bubbled pout he growled, "Just what the Hell do you mean cowardice?!"

Puu's angry reaction hit him a lot harder than the realization of the word. Mostly because he'd been focusing on the ones from before and trying to piece the bigger ones together. So there had been a short pause in there as well. And they'd shared it. Yusuke for the force of thought, and Puu for the force of pleasure from those pets.

The little creature's anger allowed Yusuke to move past it. Served him right, after all. But the smirk had only just started crossing his face in realizing it was Puu and not him being called a coward, for once someone pointing out a difference, when he realized all over again what had come after that.

A heavy sputter and a deep tinge of color spoke toward his recognition. And the surly pout that followed it as he leaned forward with hands clasping ankles didn't take away from it in the least. "Don't call me cute like that!"

After all they had both said before that they'd have to get over their obvious cuteness. But it didn't help in the moment. "Anyway, who's more adorable here?" That ornery look didn't fade at all. He didn't even get snooty as he asked the question. "The guy with a stuffed penguin that does stupid cute stuff? Or the guy who just got screwed so good by that guy that he totally lost control? Huh, ya... damn... flowerpot?!"

The slight stutter came from an obvious lack in proper insult over the situation. Mostly because he had really, really liked it. And it was super hard to find a bad word for it... and he obviously had failed at it quite miserably too. The deeper heat and huffier pout that turned chocolate eyes away in utter embarrassment over the fumble, and situation as whole really, spoke to that.

Puu was puffed up still too, pouting up at Kurama with that kicked puppy look Yusuke could get sometimes. Although instead of being all mad still its little wings were wiggling a bit as he reached for Kurama in a want to be pulled back in for more attention.

Fox:
The fox's lips pinched together as he tried not to laugh at Yusuke's offended outburst. He'd expected it from Puu, and he really should have expected it from the detective, but it still tickled him into a silent chortle. Keeping it silent became more difficult when the offense changed, and Shuichi had to lift a hand from its task of petting the petty creature in his embrace in order to cover his mouth... It didn't work.

Flowerpot!

Kurama choked a little before releasing a sputtered laughter he simply couldn't hold back anymore. Urameshi Yusuke, someone who some may call a king of insults, had just resorted to calling him a flowerpot, of all things! He felt a hint of offense of his own, but the amusement far outweighed it. The humiliated look on his boyfriend's face didn't exactly help his case either. "I believe that-" he trailed off into a short stream of snickering as Puu lifted his tiny, pudgy arms in a desperate plea for attention. "That you have just answered your own question."

After taking in a deep breath through his nose, the fox released it in a slow exhale through kiss swollen lips to calm his laughter. "I must point out, however, that I do not 'lose control.'" He stated quite simply.

EDDE:
Puu seemed to notice immediately when Kurama's attention was placed on it. This recognition had it piling on to its attempts to get that affection. Wiggling arms stretched and a little, long grunt of exertion rumbled past its beak. But beady eyes pinched closed tight and stubby feet kicked slightly as it leaned forward, as it if would be able to run on the air to get closer. The puffy face and attitude was gone, replaced with that tiny, determined noise and squished expression as it reached for Kurama with all its might. In a way, it simply proved Kurama's point. And of course, the stupid adorable thing it did didn't help Yusuke in the slightest. But at the same time, the sentiment was perfectly sweet.

Puu wanted to be able to capture the redhead's attention away from Yusuke and be as close as it could get to him just as much as the same sentiment was true for the raven-haired teen sitting in front of him in the reverse. A perfect reflection at the moment in fact; he'd promised they'd rest comfortably in each other's arms after all. Only Yusuke was significantly more stoic about it... Well, in a way anyway.

When his boyfriend went from silent shaking shoulders to full laughter it thinned out the detective's lips and left him looking like he felt pissy, yet awkward; almost nervous. It definitely did have to do with his nerves. Just not that though. The laughter strung him out further, piling on to the already humiliated defeat he'd faced himself with all on his own. But at the same time the beautiful, bell-like noise flowing from him so freely warmed him up in a way he didn't quite have words for at the moment; although it was really just like the last time. Unfortunately, the good feeling really did make the bad one incredibly awkward. And the look that matched it made him as readable as a book. Although the older teen might not realize the exact issue at this point.

Puu's sudden change made it so-so-much-more-way-more worse. Yusuke preened once again, an awkward whine that brimmed with exasperation and bordered on pathetic bubbling from his chest. He was quickly on his knees; much closer to the both of them. Close enough to grab chubby little cheeks and give them a painful stretch while growling "cut it out," out lowly while glaring down on the little guy. Close enough to watch stretching, chubby arms pull back and reach up to grab the pinky on each of those tugging hands and pull down at them in an attempt to shake them loose with a noise that was somewhat low itself and aaaaallmost resembled its name through the annoyed sounding chirp that almost contained a growl; although Puu's didn't seem as vindictive.

If anything, despite the stretch in its face, it almost looked like it was smiling snidely. It might be somewhat painful, but it was a win regardless. Vindication for all the mean things Yusuke had done to it since it had hatched, really.

The best way to get back at him really was to show anyone just what he was inside.

The glare Yusuke had for the little beast didn't stay planted on it long. Because it turned up on Kurama instead. Although by the time their eyes met, that glare had turned into a snarky smirk that practically oozed at the chance for his own revenge. "Yeah, s'that so?" It had to be perfectly obvious where that question was pointed at.

Just a little; he leaned in just a little more, so the tips of their noses were barely touching. That dorky, full of itself smirk shining in his eyes as the one on his lips fell from view.

"If ya don't call that losing control, what do you call it... Shuichi..." The small pause gave him the chance to be a just a little cruel back. His lips drew closer, but not enough to offer anything other than the tease of a kiss that never formed as they barely just brushed across softer ones before pulling back and breathing that name out in an almost wanton tone.

And after he did pull back and finish his question, a sensual, groaning hum bubbled fervently in his chest as chocolate melted just like butter and oozed toward the forest before it.

Man was it too bad he'd satiated his foxy boyfriend so well before. Because that noise alone spoke so many volumes toward how much more he still had to offer him if he hadn't.

Fox:
Shuichi looked down at the struggling blue beast with no small amount of amusement. He would give the little guy the attention he was seeking, but watching him try so very hard to get it was just too funny to just quell away. So he enjoyed the little fit of a show until Yusuke snatched up Puu from his arms and pulled at his cheeks. The fox leaned back on his arms to watch over the new spectacle with a special sort of heat in his chest. This was... It was nice. He felt well and truly relaxed, and the small smile that continued to curl his lips attested to how happy he was in that moment.

Yusuke was... He was an enigma that could drown the fox in strange, bubbly feelings that weren't wholly bad. A bit confusing and, on the occasions he lost his senses, it was a tad frightening, but he was far from willing to give it up any time soon.

"Hm?" Kurama hummed as Yusuke drew in close enough that their noses touched. Emerald eyes closed halfway, and his head titled just a bit to accept the kiss he was being taunted with. That growl created a tremor in his body that had him questioning the pros and cons of yet another round. His backside was far too abused for any more attention, and moving didn't sound very pleasant either.

A deceitfully delicate hand was placed on the detective's chest, and just enough pressure was applied to start pushing him back towards the bed. "I call it 'over sensitivity,'" he purred in response. "I have been wonderfully used time and again, enough so," he pressed Yusuke to the bed and leaned in to brush his soft lips against the teen's neck in sweet butterfly kisses. "That the sensation of you inside of me was magnified tenfold." A little growl of his own left his lips as they touched his boyfriend's ear. "You did not make me lose control, Yusuke. You simply rubbed me raw."

Kurama let that last word settle before he pulled back in order to slide down and rest his cheek over the teen's heart. "Now, try to relax, would you? I am actually quite tired. I see no reason why we cannot return to your studies after a short nap."

EDDE:
Chocolate eyes widened curiously and looked down as a hand was pressed against his chest. They didn't stay there long even as he followed the lead smoothly. Heat barred his face and prickled at his chest and neck as a sultry response began. At least, it looked damn sultry to him.

And as soft lips brushed over his throat and hot words continued, a shutter hit him so deep that he could only feel it in his bones. Then again, it quickly fluttered itself straight into his chest a moment later. The feeling of it changed slightly and made its way to the tips of fingers and toes as the growl was returned.

He didn't notice it himself, but the entire thing had drawn out a somewhat pathetic look from him. Big dough eyes peeking out from under half lidded lashes were barely overshadowed by the bit of heat left on his face that hadn't drained elsewhere. He had no idea when he'd let the little creature go or where it had landed on the bed, but both hands became occupied with a light grip against the redhead. One on his shoulder, the other landing on opposite bicep.

He'd just let off a hot puff of air that he'd taken in and held for a long moment when Kurama suddenly but not drifted down to his chest instead of bringing his face closer again like Yusuke wanted. Granted, he didn't know that was what he wanted until it was denied to him. And as his boyfriend spoke again a sharp grunt replaced the soft puff.

A pissy look was landed on the redhead. He huffed, "Whaddaya mean 'relax'?!"

After all, his pulse was racing, excitement was brewing, and there was a happy zing that had been running through his body just before the subject was changed.

It drew into a pout when forgotten beast hopped up onto his chest out of nowhere and made itself right at home as well, curling up next to the redhead's face and offering a happy nuzzle. The whine it drew from him was just as pathetic as the look the foxy human had drawn across his face only moments before. "Heyyyyyy..."

Despite the complaint in it though, strong arms were already wrapping gingerly around his redhead. It wasn't like he was gonna let Puu get all that attention it had been seeking without him, after all.

Fox:
The fox couldn't help but chuckle at the huff and sound of Yusuke's rapidly beating heart. For a moment he felt a twinge of guilt, and considered sliding a little lower to service his boyfriend in a way that would allow his own body to rest. In fact... It actually sounded like a very nice idea, but just as he was about to shift down and do just that he got a face full of blue fluff, and just like that, the sexual desire faded into gentle affection. "Yusuke," the fox started with a chuckle. "There is no need to throw a tantrum."

A soft palm cupped against the back of the little blue penguin and offered it a slow petting with his thumb. Shuichi hummed softly and nuzzled into the strong pectoral beneath his cheek as he was enveloped in Yusuke's arms. "Thank you, Yusuke," he offered quietly. "Our first date was truly delightful."

Shuichi stretched out his legs before curling them back in to wrap himself around his boyfriend in a most comfortable position, then allowed himself to find a peaceful sleep in the safety of Yusuke's arms.

EDDE:
He let off another puff but found the will to calm down well enough when a serene look fell over the redhead's features and his chest was nuzzled into comfortably. The tilt it brought to his head even pulled his little pout away through a few rapid blinks.

In return, a gentle smile stretched across his own face. "Ya know," he mentioned lightly. "Them noises a yers might just drive me a little bit crazy. You should be careful. Using them for evil is wrong." He poked out his tongue playfully after saying as much, but returned to the previous look.

And just and gentle as that look, a callused palm found it's place atop fiery mane. He'd learned something about this on their return trip from hanging neck island. So starting by brushing through soft bangs idly, that hand slowly made its way over his head to offer pets deep into his hair and light, slow scritches across his scalp as he changed the subject about as smoothly as ever.

"I suppose we probably gotta end the first one at some point. If it keeps going it's gonna be a lot harder to top for the second time around. Let's see..." Chocolate eyes tilted up and a thoughtful bubble enveloped his face.

"We had dinner... And then we had dessert." The cheeky little grin that crossed his face spoke far too boldly about how pleased he was with his ability to drudge up the euphemism for their exquisite sex. But as before, it calmed again.

"We went on a waaalk, played some taag..." his words drew out longer as he listed things off in a lulling tone. "We went out to eaaat and--Ooh! I met your mom again too! That was... neat, I guess...." there was a short pause to debate on the awkwardness of the encounter. "Yeah. That was neat.

"Man, we sure did a lot of stuff. I think it's gonna be hard to top it now even without letting it go on longer," he offered smoothly as he finally had the thought to peek down on his newly dubbed boyfriend for his input as well.

Fox:
In a sleepy haze the fox released a soft hum in response to the accusation of the 'evil' use of his more sultry noises. He wouldn't label them as such, but he supposed he could see where the teen was coming from. Teasing him into arousal only to move on into slumber was a tad cruel; but it would happen again in the future. Foxes were known for their playful, teasing nature. However, thoughts on that faded away into the back of his mind as warm arms were secured around him and a calloused hand delved into his hair. As disheveled as it was, the strands were still soft, and parted easily for the combing fingers. It was comforting, soothing, and the little scritches pulled a soft noise from Kurama's throat. A mock purr.

"And we indulged in video games at the arcade," he murmured. That particular part of their date stood out for him, and not just because it reminded him of their little... tryst under the bleachers. It offered him a chance to feel like a normal, human teenager. He never made the effort to befriend any of his classmates; with one small exception. An exception that was no longer valid. So visiting an arcade had never been a priority; but it had been a desire he hadn't known existed until they went together. Yusuke... Yusuke made him feel so human.

Another soft hum left him, and Kurama allowed his body to relax and eventually fall limp. By the time Yusuke finished, the fox was lightly snoring on his chest. Though, 'snoring' was an exaggeration. It was more like quiet breathing that occasionally parted his lips.

EDDE:
By the time he'd paused to let Kurama join in it was too late. The "oh yeah," he'd had to offer for the small nudge to his memory between words had been cheery. But as he looked over the redhead that smile splayed itself across his face and he hunkered in.

Kurama looked calm and peaceful. It was pretty nice, and of course, adorable. He lay there watching the older teen as he slept for a while, continuing the light pets he'd been pulling through that pretty mane.

Man, Kurama's hair was something else. It was soft and smooth, and it ran through his fingers as gracefully as anything else Kurama did.

It took a while, but over time the petting dwindled away, and Yusuke began feeling a little drowsy purely from the comfy position. His eyes shut for just about a minute before he came to a startled wake. And since he wasn't actually tired, his attention shifted around the room, hard lined into overdrive for its sudden shut down and subsequent booting. There wasn't much he could do while holding the redhead against his chest like he was. But when his eyes landed on the one thing he could probably manage while still allowing the fox to cuddle up to him he let out a soft puff of a sigh.

Oh, what the Hell. Not like I got anything better to do. He thought to himself. Besides that, if he worked on some of his missed homework now, there'd be less to have to focus on later. And that meant he could put his focus elsewhere.

Wiping the cheeky grin off his face, the detective took a curious peek down at his boyfriend. While he could do the work in bed, he'd still have to maneuver himself into a better position. With the best care he could muster, Yusuke slid a hand down to cup Kurama's face, his thumb gently petting over the soft skin of his cheek. The other hand used the grasp of his arm to lift the sleeping body juuuuust enough to slide himself into more of a sit. The older male ended up more lying against his stomach than chest, but all in all he hadn't jostled him much at all. And he was just as careful in reaching over and pulling the closest workbook back to himself and looking it over.

His face dropped a bit in annoyance; math. Well that was just dandy. It really wasn't his best subject... not that he really had one. Still, he placed his attention on the booklet and began slowly filling in the answers. While he wasn't incredibly attentive to the booklet at first, his attention drawing down to peek at his slumbering boyfriend every few moments, the questions got a lot tougher a lot faster than he thought they would. Hell, he barely managed to finish a full section before he got stuck on the very first problem of the second.

An annoyed grunt pressed itself from his chest. And after what felt like at least a half hour he released the light hold he'd returned to his redhead as he read the damned question over. He'd read it again and again, had even tried deconstructing it by sentence. But by the time he was fed up enough to let go and groan pitifully as he shook his fingers through his hair roughly, he only had one of the numbers he was supposed to use for the equation figured out and written.

And Hell, that was a guess at best. It was the only one not written out in word form. And while he didn't understand word problems at the best of times, he did at least know he was meant to assign a value to a letter and place it into some sort of equation... But that was about as far as his knowledge went. Man, school crap was so friggin hard. No wonder he tended to avoid it; not that he needed to be reminded of why that was. Another groan fell from his chest as the booklet flopped onto his leg along with the now limp wrist and pencil held between odd fingers. The groan muddled into a whine, and free digits swarmed into red locks once again: smooth and insistent. With his frustration close to boiling over as he stared down at the offending paper that mocked him just by being, he couldn't think much past the swirling of text and confusion of numbers he'd suffered through this far.

"Kuramaaaaaa," he whined as he pet, something in the back of his mind clicking at the oddity of the demon name on his lips after having worked so meticulously at learning and saying the new one. It clicked, but he didn't recognize what that click signified, as he was too busy focusing on his plight and the whine he'd perfected over the years.

"I can't do iiit," he complained as pathetically as he could muster; which happened to be very.

"I need heeeeelp."

That last bit was not a sentence he was used to letting trickle past his lips very often, but he didn't have any trouble saying it in the moment. His boyfriend had been nothing but supportive and helpful when it had come to the actual work portion of his schoolwork so far. He didn't even feel vulnerable in saying it because of that. Chocolate eyes peeled away from the paper to look down on the foxy human curled against him in wait of a response.

 

[EDDE]

Fox:
Kurama mumbled sleepily as Yusuke began to move. Unconsciously, his nose scrunched up disapprovingly as his pillow began to shift him around as well, but it didn't take long at all for the fox to snuggle into the other's stomach and return to his deep slumber. Too deep... He should have perked up the second his partner shifted, but instead he returned to harmless dreams that differed vastly from last night's terror. For that, he was glad.

Long fingers curled in the sheets as the fox occasionally nuzzled into hard abs with the smallest hint of a smile on his lips. He remained in blissful darkness until the call of his name began to tug him out of the fog of sleep. His eyebrows scrunched together and he tried to return to it, but Yusuke's continued whining eventually had the fox opening bleary eyes. "Cannot do what, Yusuke?" he managed before a yawn stretched his jaw. He followed it by stretching out his legs and arms as well before curling around Yusuke all over again.

Blinking slowly, Shuichi looked up at his boyfriend and curiously hummed at the sight of a workbook in his hands, and suddenly the fox was very awake. "You have been working on your own?" The surprise in his voice was painted with pride. "Here, allow me to take a look."

It hurt to move. Every nerve ending in his backside was screaming at him for it, but Kurama showed no signs of distress as he carefully sat up beside the other teen. Green eyes blinked again, trying to clear them a bit better so he could focus on the words in front of him. "Ah, I see. Word problems can be a bit confusing." The fox took the pencil from between limp fingers and used it to write out the basic equation, but left the numbers stated in the problem out, replacing them with letters. "This is your template, you'll need to plug in the numbers in the correct place in order to get the answer, and in order to do that you must use key words such as 'squared, multiplied by, lost, gained,' etcetera."

EDDE:
A dusting of color flashed across the detective's cheeks and chocolate eyes diverted themselves quickly. "Don't gotta sound so surprised," he mumbled grumpily. Although, that wasn't really his complaint. He was just avoiding the compliment hidden in there in the moment, taking it a bit less gracefully this time around. That happy puppy-dog look of his didn't make it across his face. Then again, the compliment hadn't been as blatant as before either. There was a chance, given what he was used to, that he felt a bit chided as well.

Curious brown eyes peeked down on the booklet as the pencil was taken from him; his face lighting up as he saw the simple equation that was drawn out for him. And it was pretty basic. His recognition of this had him looking over the problem all over again and searching out the terms. concentration bubbled across his features as he read it a second, then third time before his attention instead turned to darting across the words as he focused in on the values he needed to place.

x(a+b+c)=y

This was the equation. There were four people involved in the equation, three with balloons. The first three letters of the alphabet were replaced with numbers below the equation that had been drawn out for him before his attention turned back to the phrasing of the last guy. With it written out like that, it was a lot easier to deduce where things went. And he could tell the last guy would need to be the 'x' considering the 'y' was on the other side of the equation. And the only thing the question mentioned about the total was in asking what it was.

That much he got, at least.

"He'll match 'em..." The mutter accompanied a squint. This was probably a lot easier than he was making it, which was what he was thinking right about then. The bubbly look popped and his attention left the words on the page. "Match, match, match," he huffed out lightly.

It wasn't long before that pencil found its way between his nose and upper lip, balancing on the ridiculous look he had to make to keep it there as he stared off into space for a few moments. After those few moments however, he came back to himself with a small jolt and a yipped, "Ah!"

With a cheesy, shit eating grin that stretched from ear to ear he began writing cheerily. "Nothing like Math to make a guy look like a total idiot," he chuckled out as he finished off the problem.

"If he's gonna match'm, then I just double it, right?" The question didn't really need to be asked, as he had already rewritten the equation. Although it was possible he wanted to make sure despite moving right along anyway and popping up his fingers to count out the number in the parenthesis and writing it out again below. Then, as said, he doubled it. And he had an answer for 'y'.

Turning a sheepish look on the redhead, a bit of that color came back. "That was way too easy to get stuck on so bad," he mentioned with a bit of a huff. "I hate it when they mix a bunch of words in with my Math. It makes things way too complicated."

Chocolate eyes grew a bit timid as he looked over his boyfriend's face. "You're gonna tell me if I did it wrong now, right?"

He hadn't. But despite the confidence he'd seemed to exude in writing it out, he wasn't exactly sure. Just because it turned out simple didn't mean he hadn't made a ridiculously obvious mistake or something. Or maybe it was because it had turned out so easy that he was worried.

Fox:
Watching Yusuke work was an interesting form of entertainment. The teen was animated in his thought process, there was never a moment of stillness; and Shuichi was enamored. He should be watching the detective's work, but he could not pull his gaze away from the innocent expressions playing out before him, nor the brown eyes that were saying so much. The fox could practically follow each step in his boyfriend's mind; watching as frustration and confusion gradually melted into understanding and tentative confidence. It was all clouded in a constant fog of self-doubt that came out in the wording of his question.

Finally pulling his attention down to the workbook, the fox looked over the equation and wasn't surprised at what he found. "I am going to tell you, that you did it correctly." Kurama shifted a little closer, biting back a hiss as the motion put an uncomfortable amount of pressure on his abused back side. It abated quickly, and he leaned his shoulder against Yusuke's. "Word problems can be a bit tricky, but you will get better with practice."

Kurama looked over the workbook again. There weren't too many questions left. "Keep going. I am here if you have any questions," he offered while looking over the equations Yusuke had already done. The first few were wrought with mistakes, but with each subsequent question the teen got better, until there were no mistakes at all. "Do not doubt yourself. You're learning quickly."

EDDE:
Emerald eyes turned down on his paper. It brought a tilt to his head as he realized Kurama had been staring at him. It didn't bother him or anything, but he found himself more surprised by it than he felt he probably should be.

Something else struck across the soft features of his lover so quickly he barely managed to recognize it. In fact, if not for the niggle at the back of his neck that left him feeling both awkward and a bit worried, he might not have. His focus wasn't let to stay there long as he looked into those eyes again to get a better idea of what he'd seen, only to notice them travelling over the work sheet.

This brought a bit of tensity into his sit, and had him gripping the paper just a little tighter. He wasn't entirely sure what had him feeling the anticipation he did as he watched his boyfriend, but luckily that was tugged away almost as quickly as the redhead leaned against him and fit there so comfortably.

It brought a smile to his lips, and a bit of heat up into his chest and cheeks. Although it was entirely possible part of that was from the sweet compliment falling from lush lips. It also turned his own gaze away to quickly land back on the paper, and gave him a need to look over his previous questions in a quick scan as well.

A scoff, and a roll of his free shoulder and chocolate eyes posed out his skepticism of those nice words. "I'm so sure." He huffed sarcastically as ready eyes landed on the next jumble of words that swam across the page just as visibly as the previous had.

Only, the frown he'd had to face the last question with, the perplexed look he'd given it, was replaced with a tiny, giddy smile he couldn't even begin to recognize. The only tell of his actual loss was the way in which chocolate eyes darted shiftily back and forth across the paper as he attempted to straighten out the sentences properly and form them into the proper paragraph they were; perhaps the quick squint he gave the letters in order to level them properly and put them in their place.

He was a little distracted now though. And he knew that much. They weren't going to dance into place as easily as they could sometimes when he had no distractions whatsoever. So he tried a little trick that sometimes helped the situation.

Seeing as he wasn't at a desk, he couldn't exactly lean closer in the way he could when sitting like that. So instead, he pulled his legs up closer and laid the book that served as his desk and held his paper down against them to steady it. He knew it wasn't that he was moving around too much, but the grounding action helped regardless. Not with the problem he was trying to make out a moment before, but with the first one on the page; the one his confused gaze had turned to in order to re-register itself. This wasn't a word problem. But it was a pretty lengthy equation. And it just so happened that he landed his sights on the first group of major error he'd made when working on it previously.

At this his lips thinned a bit, almost offering the poorly thought-out issue a pained look. "Oh--Aw, come on." The clipped complaint had him twirling his pencil around and erasing the mistake moodily. And with a huffy pout on his lips, he had another look at the problem and changed his answer.

It took a good few minutes to go over the whole thing, erase not only the mistakes his change now created, but the ones he'd made before as well, and write the new answers in their place until the whole equation was finished again. And it took another minute to go over each point, poking his pencil tip against each fix and even mouthing out the counting and replacements needed on a miniscule level as he read them over.

When he hit the last line, 'x=3', he let out a long, heavy breath and turned his face up toward the ceiling. Chocolate eyes closed and in a squint for a moment before popping open to stare at the smooth white surface lazily. Hands relaxed but holding the paper steadily in both, his head lolled to the side, and he landed his cheek on his shoulder. It brought somewhat bored looking chocolate eyes to land back on a much nicer view in the form of the redhead. A bit of a smile sprouted on his lips all over again without his notice as he re-registered their closeness.

"So hey," he offered in that light, airy way of his that spoke of an endless reserve in lack of craps. "How bad is it? Tell me before I look at the rest to check 'em. Maybe it'll lighten the blow."

That silly, cheery chuckle of his wasn't even slightly heavy after making his request. He'd expected that he'd probably screwed things up royally already. It was almost a given, really. So it wasn't like he could honestly be too disappointed about it.

Fox:
As Yusuke returned to work, Shuichi returned to watching him work. He was still fascinated by the detective's thought process. His face tightened and relaxed, he balanced the pencil on his lips before pursing them together in concentration, and a wrinkle formed between his eyebrows that he was tempted to kiss away. The fox stopped himself when he noticed he was beginning to lean in closer to do just that. He quickly looked down at the teen's work, effectively distracting himself from the far too tempting sight. He was infatuated.

Yusuke shifted and Kurama did as well, keeping the slight contact as the other teen curled up to get a better look at his work sheet. Curious... He watched the detective again, but in a different way. It seemed as if his boyfriend were having trouble seeing the words, but he'd never seen a reason to believe Yusuke's sight wasn't perfect 20/20. Yusuke's exclamation pulled the question from Kurama's tongue, and instead he focused on Yusuke checking and correcting his work. It brought forth a sense of pride in the fox. The teen wasn't just rushing to get through as Kurama had initially expected, but he was actually back checking to be sure each equation was right.

Shuichi hummed softly and allowed his focus to wander. Yusuke was doing well enough on his own, and didn't need scrutinizing eyes over his shoulder. Instead, the fox closed his eyes and rested further against the warm body beside him. He even scooted down on the bed in order to lay his cheek on a sturdy shoulder, only looking up again when a question was asked.

The paper was given a once over, and he circled a few questions that Yusuke should look over one more time. He hummed his delight when they were corrected without his input. "You are doing wonderfully, Yusuke," he assured. "Keep going. I am here if you need me." The detective didn't need him, and Shuichi returned to his comfy position.

Silence filled the room, but Kurama found it comfortable and relaxing. He briefly considered that Yusuke might work better with a bit of white noise, but for now, he was more than happy to bask. It was only when the pencil had stopped that the fox moved again. He looked over the rest of the paper to find that Yusuke had not only finished the work sheet, but had answered all of the questions correctly. "You realize what you have just done, don't you?" He questioned with a soft chuckle.

Kurama closed the booklet and picked up the pencil to lean over Yusuke and place them on the desk. "Without nagging, provocation, or incentive, you have just completed your homework." There was still a lot to get done, but small pieces at a time was the best way to handle the mountain of work.

When Kurama began to lean back, he fell short of his previous position. He kept one hand on the bed on Yusuke's far side, allowing him to lean over the detective just a bit. He hummed again and nuzzled his nose under Yusuke's chin to place soft, playful kisses to his throat. "I believe that such initiative should be rewarded, don't you?"

EDDE:
Yusuke was utterly focused on the sheet covered in ink that had dared to offend him. As Kurama circled problems for him, chocolate eyes glued to each one and skimmed quickly as he went, then reverted back to the first once the pencil was returned.

The simple equations were easier to handle. Some oddly placed numbers throughout his work that mostly came about due to his inaccuracy of repeating the proper equation from above as he solved a higher line. Some were small errors made toward the end. Many were small errors made in the beginning that screwed up the entire answer royally. Of course, there were a couple miscalculations in there as well, but they weren't nearly as prominent.

This hyper focus of his went so far that even when Kurama offered him a compliment and support if needed, with the addition of an adorable little smile that came about all on its own for his lack of paying attention, all he got for it was a warm, airy grunt of a hum as the eraser found it's place almost instantly and his work began again.

Chocolate eyes did peek over for a moment as the fox made himself comfortable against the detective before relaxing and basking in that silence. And the notice brought a smile back to pinched lips and allowed it to linger all the way until his attention finally landed on those word problems again.

Having corrected his other mistakes previously, there was no good reason for him not to do them anymore. At that point his smile fell, those lips flattening and pursing together rather than scrunching back up. Although his eyes made up for that scrunching as he stared down that first new word problems awkwardly. He hadn't thought far enough forward to realize he'd be coming back to this issue. But when the time came again, the issue made itself known as loudly to him as ever.

There was no way he was gonna be able to focus well enough for those words and letters to stop swimming around. He'd only planned on looking back at the first question long enough to settle down a jumbled mind before turning back to it. And he hadn't put any focus on that task once the new one of corrections had found its way across his attention span. But after a long moment of squinting and tilting his head slightly one way or another--even closing one eye and then the other once-- and making that attempt whole heartedly, he had to blink several times to re-wet drying eyes that hadn't blinked for too long after a bit.

As he'd thought, it wasn't working.

Just as he was about to ask for offered help; just as he took in the breath, a fully visible, and nearly audible lightbulb blinked to life over his thick skull and shined on a surprised but newly understanding face. Because Kurama already had helped him. And he realized it in that moment.

No more squinting. No more weird, scrunchy and confused faces--although the faces he'd mustered before while working the problems out more fluidly did return. Because instead of attempting to read the questions head on, the detective instead skimmed across the lines and looked for the key words he had been reminded of earlier.

It made the whole thing ten times easier. Even when he had to go over the lines again upon missing a portion of his equation, it was still faster and easier than it would have been the way he'd been taught to and was following previously.

And, in fact, he fell into such a smooth groove of work with the new method that when he flipped up the page to reach the next page full of problems, he was visibly shocked when the only thing staring back at him was a blank paper. He'd even jumped just slightly and had to ask himself twice while flipping through the pages quickly if that was actually what was going on.

Pencil and paper were plucked from his grasp, and he stopped himself just short of a whine as it was taken away. And the only reason he stopped himself was because of how insanely odd it was to feel the need to do such a thing over homework of all things.

A defiant little bubble trapped itself on his face with a renewed pinch of his lips as Kurama prodded and he felt instantly that he was about to be accused of something. Possibly skipping questions, or maybe even cheating. It wouldn't be any sort of surprise outside of the norm after all. Though the look was mostly fed by a guilty conscience and a lack of soaking in the incredible thing he had done just yet.

Surprise and slight confusion managed to touch his features all over again when what he got from the foxy human was vastly different than whatever he was expecting. Even though he wasn't exactly sure what he was expecting; not that though. It was replaced quickly with a warm color matching the heavy heat that suddenly found its way there to replace the other look, lips pulling tight and flattening, and chocolate eyes quickly veering off to the side.

"I dunno," he half slurred as he gave the best picture of a nonchalant shrug he could muster. "I don't do so good sitting still and all. It bugs me more than just about anything ever... And it ain't like I had anything else to do. So I figured since you needed the rest it could at least stop me from going crazy while you pinned me down on the bed."

The somewhat humble response was mixed with the slight cheeky jab there at the end in a move that was well ingrained into the often-slighted teen; something he didn't even realize he did in keeping that wall of his up. It helped with that nonchalant attitude he exuded like a shield. And made it easier not to be dejected when being spoken down to in some way or another that he was so incredibly used to. If he got in the first jab, it wasn't so rough to get one back.

Despite that, the attempt could, in no way, hide the embarrassed heat against his face and chest. Nor the smile that so obviously wanted to trickle across his face as it sunk in that he had done precisely what had been described.

It also didn't stop his hands from rising almost instinctively to pet and tug gently through red tresses in return as he was offered the affection.

Fox:
The fox couldn't help but chuckle as Yusuke tried to once more write himself off, only to describe exactly what Shuichi wanted to reward him for. More soft, suckling, smooching kisses were offered across the detective's pulse point. He took a moment to gently suck against it, feeling the other teen's heartbeat speed up against his tongue. For a little while, he busied himself with that affection, neglecting to respond with words. Instead, he answered with a warm palm petting up the detective's side while long fingers tickled and squeezed over strong muscles.

A soft sigh was released from his nose as that petting hand traveled up to trace his thumb along the hollow of his collar bone. One more nibble was given before Kurama pulled back, his lips leaving tormented skin with a soft, slick sound. "Exactly," he finally answered, nuzzling his nose up against the lobe of Yusuke's ear. "Though, I had no idea sleeping on your chest was such a burden. I suppose I will need to find a new position to sleep in, but for now," the fox cut himself off with more kisses trailing his boyfriend's jaw line until their lips could mold together. He didn't let it last.

When Shuichi leaned back again, hand cupping the other's neck. "I must apologize, Yusuke," he started, tongue tip darting out to lick his lower lip in a quick swipe. "You showed such initiative earlier, and I cruelly denied you. I don't expect many new partners would be willing to use their tongue in such a way without any prompting." The fox shifted then, casually throwing his leg over the other teen's lap in order to straddle him and settled both hands on the detective's shoulders. 'Pinning' him.

Emerald eyes burned into chocolate with dancing delight. "As much as I would like to offer my body to you fully once again, I truly believe I have reached my limit; however," Shuichi paused to lean in and touch their noses together. "I am sure I could withstand it, if you would like to try that again."

EDDE:
Shivers wracked him as Kurama began kissing over him. Two seconds ago he'd been worried about his homework, but the change in his fox had him switching gears so fast it would have been dizzying if he hadn't been able to keep up with it this time. The stir between his legs was far too ready. A hand was placed on his neck and he managed to focus sharply on a tongue darting out across soft lips. And he couldn't stop himself from letting out a heavy, stuttered breath as the redhead climbed on and draped himself over the sensitive teen. Despite being able to follow the change mentally, it seemed his body wasn't fully able to keep up, as all he could do was sit there and bask in the delicious attention he was being given. Although at some point his hands did find a place on either hip of his attacker.

Pinned to the bed not so suddenly, Yusuke's ears perked as he was given yet more praise that would have had that happy puppy look crossing his face if it weren't so busy looking surprised with a light dusting of a flush. The cogs began turning as their earlier exploits were brought up once again. He'd tried to use his tongue, yes, but Kurama had stopped him just when he was getting to the good part. He couldn't help but pout lightly as he thought about that fact, as well as the part about him having reached his limit. He'd been so used up Yusuke had literally been able to taste how raw his poor boyfriend had become. After which, they'd continued on anyway. There was no way he was willing to do anything else that involved his abused backside before he had a nice long time to recover from their escapades. Shuichi was already hiding enough pain from him to begin with; he couldn't forgive himself if he were to actually injure his new partner simply because they couldn't control their rampaging new obsession over each other.

But then, that was brought up. It was the perfect out to be given, really. Hell, Yusuke wasn't in any pain at all from when Kurama had turned their roles around. The 'that' they had been trying to do literally all day, they'd been interrupted by something or other each time it had been brought up. And if Kurama had enough energy, they could probably even go a few rounds like 'that' too really, considering it seemed like Yusuke could recover from it so much faster. So there was really only one question his concerned mind could manage to force to his lips through the heavy fluster that began crushing him under its gravity quite suddenly.

So that light dusting of a flush grew dark, and Yusuke's chin tilted downward to have him peeking big chocolate eyes up through his lashes and seeking out the forest green eyes he'd recently come to adore. The meek expression was becoming common when it came to such things as this. "But..."

After all, it was putting him in such a vulnerable position. "We already did other stuff earlier. Are you sure it'll still be okay if I sit on it?" How far could his limit stretch?

 

[FavoredFox]

Kurama hummed at the cute face Yusuke pulled; those wide brown eyes peaking up at him so shyly. He was tempted to devour the detective in a kiss, but he refrained. In fact he was left to pause at the gentle question sent his way.

Well, that hadn't been what he'd meant, but it wasn't exactly a terrible idea either. He huffed softly through his nose and offered his partner an amused smile. "Yes, I'm sure," he answered before slowly slipping himself off of Yusuke's lap to gingerly sit beside him. He had to hide a wince, and he shifted his weight until he found a comfortable position. He patted right thigh in invitation. "However, as I've mentioned. You've worn me out," he started with a playful purr. "You'll have to work a bit more for your reward." It would take a bit more than their heavy petting to get him going this time.

 

[EDDE]

Those peeking eyes watched his lover all the way through his movements over the flush of those cheeks, pretending not to see the discomfort he was trying so valiantly to hide. They were trained on the forest ones opposite his own, and those pretty green eyes didn't stand a chance against him right now. That was okay, though. He'd already been given more than a good idea of how bad off the redhead was through their last romp, and he didn't feel like it would be very cool to call kurama out like that when he very obviously didn't want to make a big deal out of it. It was a sentiment Yusuke understood quite well.

The smile he had to offer the invitation was a little less shy as he shifted and followed after, crawling over the fox's lap but not settling himself down upon it. Instead, he sat up on his knees and leaned in close, brown eyes dilating as he focused down on those soft lips, but focusing again quickly to offer a serious look back up on him. And it was a serious look, especially for Yusuke. "Okay, but you better let me know if it's too much. We been doin this a whole Hell of a lot, and I ain't gonna let you blame me for ruining some kinda record you got goin on at school or somethin."

It was a good enough excuse. Yusuke didn't care about school, but Kurama sure as Hell did. And Kurama could be vindictive as all Hell. Yusuke sure as fuck cared about that. At least, that was the excuse part of it. He knew it was more than believable. So, thats why he had no issue with turning his attention right back down to those lips without even getting an answer first, and leaning in to snag them up for his own. As he did, needing the height on his knees to reach properly without Shuichi having to compromise his position, he allowed his hands to begin roaming in a learned pet down his boyfriend's body. Fingers drew lightly over and down his shoulders, idle shapes across his chest, and teased lightly at his nipples for a nice long moment before sliding their way further all while he played a familiar tune with his tongue over the roof of the older teens mouth and incited him into a playful game of tonsil hockey.

The petting was just the start, of course. He already figured it would take more. In fact, he was forming a bit of an idea as to what he could do to really get a fire going in his foxy humans loins. It was part of the reason he hadn't settled himself in his lap just yet. The thing was, the idea he had formed had the flush from before burning him from near head to toe. He was, in fact, trying to psych himself up to be able to even try to attempt such a humiliating thing. It didn't feel like it should really be all that hard to do after everything they'd done so far, but the more he tried to convince himself to pull back to initiate it, the more embarrassed and hesitant he was feeling. He planned on doing it regardless, but he just needed a little time to get over himself.

As his roaming hands reached Kurama's thighs and pet and squeezed over them tentatively he didn't notice he was fumbling a little. Not that it would matter too much considering where his dominant hand circled to offer a pleasant stroking next as the other began to travel its way back up. This was when Yusuke decided to break their kiss in an attempt to offer more attention to his body. His teeth found that thin skin near Shuichi's ear he liked so much and he began nibbling and suckling at it as he evened out his own breath in preparation.

When he did start, he could do it by following the trail of his hands from before with his mouth. Maybe if he could distract himself with how he was doing with getting Kurama riled up it'd be easier. And Hell, it really might be the only thing that might get him riled up enough if he was really as exhausted as Yusuke thought he was.

 

[FavoredFox]

Yusuke crawled into his lap, and Kurama lifted his hands to lightly rest them on the detective's raised hips. His grip was light but steady, and he pet small circles over Yusuke's skin with his thumbs. The serious expression landed on him had a curious look spreading across his own face, only for it to relax into a warm smile. He parted his lips to offer his assurance, and to point out that any 'record' he may have had was broken during the dark tournament, but he wasn't given the chance.

Chapped lips captured his own, smoother pair, and Kurama sighed blissfully through his nose. He let his eyes loosely shut as he tilted his head just so, allowing them to fit together more completely. He met Yusuke's tongue with light, playful licks, enticing it further into his mouth. He shivered as Yusuke tickled the roof of his mouth, and he sucked in a soft gasp as calloused fingers rubbed the sensitives nubs on his chest. They hardened into light pebbles, and a trail of goosebumps followed Yusuke's touch down to his thighs.

Kurama's shaft was mostly unresponsive, but gave a slight twitch when a hand wrapped around it in a light stroke. He noticed a difference in Yusuke's touch, however. He seemed nervous; his touches unsure and almost hesitant. It was... Rather delightful. Yusuke pulled away from their kiss, and he could clearly see that meek expression. It stirred something in him. A predatory desire that tried to pulled a low growl from his throat. Instead, he moved his right hand to the back of Yusuke's head and blissfully sighed some encouragement. "I adore your touch, Yusuke."

He could feel his body trying to react to the pleasurable sensations Yusuke was peppering him with, and he silently pleaded with his body to rise to the occasion... But the strong, sharp reek of alcohol snapped him out of that bliss. His cradling hands hands shot to Yusuke's shoulders and pushed him back as Kurama swiftly righted himself into a full sit. "Your mother." He hissed out quietly, and urgently as he, rather clumsily, rushed to grab his clothing. Despite the initial fumble, Kurama quickly an efficiently dressed and righted himself; smoothing out his clothes, hurriedly running his fingers through his hair to make it look a little less like he'd just been thoroughly fucked. He cringed when he felt a tangle and heard a few strands snap. He continued with much more caution.

 

[EDDE]

He seemed to be doing well despite himself. Kurama was responding to his touches, though not fully of course. Now all he needed to do was pull away from the kiss because he needed his mouth free, and stop with the petting because he needed the free hand and then he would just--

His thought process was cut off abruptly in the worst of ways, really. He was glad he was a little too nervous to be as excited as he usually might by now too because the cold chill that ran down his spine at the mention of his mother would have been so, SO much worse. Still, he was thrown off guard enough that he nearly fell off his boyfriend when Shuichi crawled out from under him with a short "Wah," and a quick teeter.

He recovered quickly however. Quickly enough that he was scrambling from his bed a moment later toward his own clothing to make sure he was fully dressed for the woman inevitably invaded their space when she made her way in. And a moment after he shoved on his shirt and fixed his pants he was scrambling back onto the bed and grabbing for his homework again. He reached for a new packet, opened it up, placed it on his makeshift table, and quickly situated himself back into position on the bed before waving Kurama over to do the same.

When he looked down at the packet though, he groaned heavily in protest as he realised it was an English packet with reading and writing prompts. Luckily it was just paragraph summaries, but that wouldn't make it any easier for him. Honestly, these were just the worst. He peeked over at the packets again to debate grabbing another one when he heard the front door open and slam shut, before a loud shushing quickly followed it.

He perked his ears for a moment. She wasn't shushing another person, because no one responded, and the circus tended to be loud as Hell when they were with her. So really, the only thing she could have been shushing was the door she'd just slammed shut behind her. With a quiet growl and a roll of his eyes he lowered the pencil he'd lifted in being ready to start his page. She was drunk as a skunk, and he could tell just by that. Which meant they weren't going to get a moment's peace until he dealt with whatever bullshit she had up her sleeve for him once she made her way down the hallway and into his room.

 

[FavoredFox]

Kurama took a moment more to comb out his hair, but there was only so much he could do in so little time without a brush. His hair was still a bit disheveled, but he hoped that the level of intoxication the smell indicated would be enough to keep Atsuko from noticing. He joined Yusuke on the bed in a rush. He had just enough time to recognize what subject his boyfriend had randomly snagged before the door burst open and a loud, slurred voice boomed into the previously quiet room. "Whater you two doin?!"

It took a fair amount of willpower avoid scrunching his nose at the scent that wafted over them. He looked up at her in mock surprise and a perfectly innocent expression. "Oh?"

 

[EDDE]

For some damn reason, and he really didn't now why, the woman bursting in on him as he tried to read out his first question startled the absolute Hell out of him. He knew it was coming but it still happened. That silly "djee," noise of his escaped his throat and he covered the paper protectively for an even more unknown reason before landing a moody look on the woman as he recovered.

"Geez Mom, learn to knock. Who knows what coulda been going on in here," he teased shortly. She was drunk alright. He could smell it on her just as strong as ever. He peeked over at Kurama as he noticed as much and did make a bit of a face toward it himself. The other teen had said he had a sensitive nose. It had to be way worse for him now that she was standing there.

 

[FavoredFox]

Kurama firmly placed that placating smile back on his lips when Yusuke turned to look at him, but his nose gave a slight twitch. The smell burned his sinuses and threatened to make his eyes water, but he kept up his pleasant expression regardless. His attention was pulled back to Atsuko when she pointed an accusing finger at her son. "Eshaclty!" She declared before stomping into the room with a slight wobble in her gait. "Whasis?" She demanded while making a clumbsy grab for the paper.

 

[EDDE]

He lifted his hands quickly as she swiped for the paper. Fighting her for it would only result in it being ripped. "Homework," he grumbled grumpily, considering his attention was turned back on a woman who was growing into a headache already.

He reached over and lifted the math packet from the desk and showed it off to her while her hands were full. "I just finished this one."

 

[FavoredFox]

Atsuko scrutinized over the paper, and Kurama couldn't tell if she was trying to look it over, or just plain trying to see it. Her eyes were glossy and confused as they scanned over it. She looked up to see the packet being shown off, and her face scrunched into a suspicious squint, and he could see the drunken hamster trying to spin the wheel. It took far too long for it to click.

The woman perked up like a prairie dog in recognition and started to search the room through rapid turns of her head. "Whersh Keiko?"

 

[EDDE]

Yusuke was patient with her as she stared over his paper. She probably couldn't read a single damn word on the page with how far gone she was, after all. He didn't know what he was hoping for for when it did click in her mind, but what he got wasn't it.

He pouted sharply and plopped the paper back down on the desk. "What the Hell does Keiko have to do with it? Me'n Kurama are doin' homework. Duh." Why did Keiko have to be there? It wasn't like she could even get him to do it either. Not if he really didn't want to. He had plenty of ways to procrastinate. Hell, all he had to do was piss her off and have her stomping out of the apartment with a simple little comment here or there. Sprinkle in a teensy insensitive jab or tiny sexual innuendo and BAM, no more Keiko. It was easy.

The thought struck him though, as he realised that he hadn't even felt the need to do that with Shuichi even when a reward for his work hadn't been on the table. Oh Hell, he'd picked up that packet on his own, hadn't he? The raven-haired teen cringed a little as he recognised as much. Just how in the Hell had the foxy human spurred him into doing such a thing? Seriously.

 

[FavoredFox]

Kurama watched as drunken confusion marred Atsuko's face. It seemed as if she were having a bit of difficulty fully comprehending the conversation. He found himself slightly... Jealous at the thought of Keiko helping his newly crowned boyfriend with his homework. Of course, there was simply no chance that she had offered her 'services' as incentive; but he still couldn't help picturing Yusuke hunched dutifully over his desk with Keiko standing behind him, a comforting hand on his shoulder... His sudden, and rather uncouth, irritation was kept hidden away with ease. He couldn't hide it for long.

Atsuko finally came out of her long thought process and stared at him. Hard. And the words that left her mouth made his lips twitch in the threat of a snarl. "Yer hushy grill friend?" And Kurama grit his teeth to keep from snapping at her. And she didn't stop there, either. That odd, glazed stupor of hers turned fierce as her attention switched to Yusuke.

The woman started shaking the packet around in Yusuke's face, and he very nearly grasped her wrist in a crude hold to stop her from damaging the papers. Atsuko hissed out in a slur, "Yer cheatin-!" Half way through he sentence that anger swiftly switched into a disgustingly pitiful sob, "noooow?" It ended with a sniffle.

Kurama felt the hairs on the back of his neck rise. He couldn't discern her meaning, but be it a reference to Yusuke's homework or to their relationship, he did not appreciate the accusations. He pinched his lips together tightly and consciously relaxed his face. Trying to intercede was neither a good idea or his place. He couldn't predict her, but Yusuke could. At least to an extent.

 

[EDDE]

An irritated growl hit the back of Yusuke's throat and caused a twitch in his eyebrow as his mother called Kurama his girlfriend all over again. They'd been over this. She knew full well that he was male so there was no reason for her to screw it up like that. He was about to correct her but she continued on without skipping a beat. The accusation cause a short pause in him, purely for the odd way in which it was spouted at him. Unlike his companion, he didn't have a question as to what she was accusing him of. He wasn't cheating on his homework dammit, but he had more important things to correct.

"He's not my girlfriend, dammit! He's my boyfriend!" Said correction was given in a stern, overtly Yusuke volume. He wasn't yelling, but he might as well have been with how loud and solid the shot back was.

Atsuko paused what she was doing and had to blink several times herself. The paper slipped from her fingers in order to press to her cheeks with both hands as she let off an adoring, "Awww~" at what she obviously saw as an adorable admission. Her glazed eyes turned back to the fox and she waved him off cheerily upon freeing one of her hands. "Sorry Honey, you know iz so hard to tell these days, ya know," she slurred with a warbled chuckle.

His eyebrow began twitching all over again, but he popped on the best sweet smile he could muster. It looked more like a horrifying grin with the irritation that was so clear on his face, but his voice was smooth as butter as he spoke to her again despite the fact that he was doing it through his teeth. "Hey Ma," he projected perfectly. "Ya want some coffee?"

"Oh Yusuke yer such a good boy. You always just know, don'cha," she chuckled out mirthfully. She didn't seem to process the poor excuse for a smile he was giving her as anything other than what he was attempting to make it.

"Why don't you go out and watch your soaps and I'll make you up something nice for dinner. How's that sound?" He could bet she hadn't had anything to eat today given her state, after all. And if he were lucky, she was already on the verge of passing out. A good meal would probably seal the deal and he and Kurama could get back to spending their time together. Although, he doubted it would be doing what he wanted to do before she had shown up. Hence his current irritation.

 

[FavoredFox]

Heat rose up to Kurama's cheeks, creating the lightest dusting of pink over the bridge of his nose. That booming declaration filled him with a fuzzy warmth he simply wasn't used to feeling. He could liken it to the peace he found in his human mother's arms, but it was distinctly different in one key aspect. It came without a hint of guilt. Atsuko began to coo at them, but Kurama paid her little mind, he was focused on Yusuke.

The detective had very clearly stated that he 'did not like boys,' and it had been rubbing Kurama the wrong way ever since; but now, Yusuke was unashamedly correcting his mother. Yusuke had a boyfriend.

He was pulled from that lovely feeling when Atsuko addressed him, and he forced a smile on his face. "I suppose," he offered in a quick quip, but remained silent as his boyfriend expertly manipulated the drunkard into leaving them be. At least for a time. When she left, he released a quiet sigh and relaxed his posture minutely. "I believe we may need to find a more secluded location for our fun," he pointed out with an amused huff of a laugh.

When he turned his pretty green eyes on his lover, he was smiling. "Don't look so disappointed," he scolded playfully. "I feel you've done more than enough homework for today. Once your mother has... Fallen asleep, we can move on to something more entertaining. Perhaps a video game, or-" Kurama was cut off by a high pitched shriek of 'Da fuqus under da TABLE. YUSUKE!"

He froze, and an icy spark shot up his spine. The essay... He didn't even look at the paper before dragging Yusuke away for the fucking he so sorely deserved. Most of it had splashed on his face, but there was still a fair amount of Yusuke's seed splattered on the floor. His face paled, and he froze for but a moment, then he leaned over to give Yusuke's cheek a light kiss. "Good luck," he offered before slipping off the bed and over to the sliding glass door. "I'll see you tomorrow if you don't drown," he promised as he closed the door behind him.

The jump from the balcony to the ground was a simple one, but he still faltered just slightly when he landed. A sharp pain radiated from his backside, but he ignored it in favor of escape.

 

[EDDE]

He was told not to look so disappointed, but he'd had a plan. He thought it was a good one too. His pout persisted. At least until his mother started yelling. That was when another chill ran down his spine as he realised what it was she was yelling about almost instantly. "Oh shit."

There was a peck on his cheek and Kurama was crawling over him just as quickly as he was saying as much. He gasped and reached out after him with a sharp whine as he toppled over himself trying to crawl off the bed after him. "HEY, NO FAIR KURAMA," he hollered after him angrily as he disappeared to leave him to his own devices. He wouldn't drown, but he was probably in a for one Hell of a fit to try and calm down tonight.

----

The sun was shining high overhead and Yusuke was seated on Shuichi's front porch with his back against the door with a far off look on his face. His knees were pulled toward his chest and he was halfway through another cigarette as he stared off into space watching the leaves sway in the trees that lined the sidewalk across the street. His bookbag was toss to the in the grass haphazardly about a yard from where he was seated. Five butts sat stagnant between the feet he had placed flat on the concrete as he slouched heavily against the oak wood frame while breathing in his habit without really taking it in as he usually did. The amount signified one of two things considering it was near noon; either he had been sitting there waiting and smoking for a long time, or he had been chain smoking. Though regardless of which it was, it was still a great deal more than his usual.

 

[FavoredFox]

It was such a lovely day. The sky was nearly clear, with only a few wispy clouds to offer brief glimpses of shade, but the light breeze kept it cool. She simply couldn't spend it all inside her office building, and her home was only a few short minutes away on foot. She could stroll home, have a nice lunch on her back porch, and walk back with time to spare.

Shiori tucked a lock of long, dark hair behind her ear as she turned the corner. Her head was down, looking into her purse as she fished out her keys, so when she looked up to find Shuichi's friend sitting on her front porch with a cigarette in hand and five more butts on the ground between his legs. Her initial instinct was to scold him for such a terrible habit, and for skipping out on school, but before the words could even touch her tongue, the urge died. The look on his face broke her heart.

"Yusuke dear," she started gently. There was a pause in which she carefully picked out her words. "Have you eaten lunch yet?"

 

[EDDE]

Yusuke jumped a little when he was adressed, but nothing like any of the lively reactions she had seen from him in the past. "Huh?" The question was asked in a lost way but he seemed to snap out of it within a fraction of a second and hear her question after. "Oh."

He sat up quickly and put his smoke out on the bottom of his shoe. "No, I wasn't planning on havin' anything. I was waiting for Shuichi to get home from school."

He paused then as he noticed the butts and his eyes widened slightly. "Oh hey I'm sorry. I'll take these with me when I leave. Shuichi hates it when I smoke so I was tryin' to get it outta my system before he got here so he didn't have to deal with it and I guess I kinda got carried away." He offered her a nervous, warbling chuckle as he seemed to come back into himself a little bit and recognise exactly who he was speaking to, and a nervousness hit him just as it usually did when he spoke to Shiori alone.

 

[FavoredFox]

She couldn't help but smile with just the tiniest bit of relief. She would never think her Shuichi would pick up such a horrible habit, but he was a teenager and teenagers did stupid things. Even those as smart as her son. But Yusuke's words alleviated those fears. She shook her head slightly and offered him a warm, comforting smile. "Don't worry about it dear. I was going to take the trash out anyway."

Shiori finally pulled her keys from her purse and unlocked the door. "Come inside," she offered. "You can throw those away, and I'll make us some lunch." She opened the door and motioned for him to go through. "Do you like pork buns? We have quite a bit left over from last night."