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His smile grew a bit coy at the comment on jealousy. He'd have to do his best to keep it at just a little. But then he wasnt too worried about that. If only for the fact that Kurama had a great insight of his own into how differently he'd begun feeling thing since he'd become a demon.

He blinked a bit toward the second part. It shouldn't be so surprising really, but he hadn't thought about that at all. It hadn't crossed his mind for a moment. "It was never about..." The denial he'd felt the need to share pulled into a hum as soft lips were presented. He decided to pay attention to that instead.

"You were worried I'd be disgusted with you?" The question sounded more like a statement; a realization. Answered or not he dropped to his knees rather uncerimoniously. The nozzle was switched off, heated air enough to keep the chill from the room while they have it time to recover. And he turned back quickly and flicked chocolate eyes up on the redhead and offered atentative swipe of his tongue from base to sensitive tip as he took the throbbing organ in his hands. "Never," he offered smoothly as he began a grooming bathe of his tongue. It wasn't long before the tip slipped between his lips and he offered some suction and a flicking tongue over the frenulum.

He'd first said he wanted this after all.
 
"Yes well..." When it was spoken out loud it did seem a bit silly... And yet. "You first thought me so clean. Untouched by anyone but you. Why not be disguised by someone so sullied in both past and present life times?" His time with Yomi had been necessity, not desire, but he still remembered his own thoughts of guilt for his betrayal; they didn't last. They couldn't, not when Yusuke dropped down to his knees in the tub and looked up at him with those wide chocolate eyes he adored. Water accosted his chest just as heat did his cheeks, but he was soon left in a heavy steam and a desire that was rapidly building all over again.

Yusuke's name came in a quiet puff of air, and his eyes gazed half lidded down at his lover. The bathing tongue made him shiver and rock his hips forward. Shuichi reached out his right hand to tangle it in soaked, dark locks; not as a guide, but as a show of appreciation.
 
He spent little time with the softer treatment before taking him in straight down to the hilt. He sucked. And he licked in that learned fashion. And he swallow heavily several times against the bulbous head as it accosted his throat. Although that was all he offered. Kurama had been rather vague and hevd told him to tell him exactly what he wanted.

Still, it wasn't like that sensitivity of his made the treatment any less maddening. And he didn't want to send him over the edge. He wanted to pull him right up to the brink. Chocolate eyes focused sharply up on his mate as he gauged him with the rest of his senses as well, his treatment continuing with slight changes and the littlest bit of added shallow bobbing over the shaft before taking him down fully again.

Once he felt Shuichi was close enough to coming he pulled away quickly, a soft 'pop' of sucking lips punctuating his retreat. A smirk rolled across free lips. "How was that?" The tease was far too pleased with itself. "That's what you asked for, right? I don't remember you saying you wanted to cum."

Not that he wasn't planning on allowing him as much through the next thing he'd said he wanted.
 
Shuichi's mouth fell open and his head tilted back as his lover took him suddenly down to the hilt. His hips jumped without thought and short vocals joined in with his gradually increasing pants. He could feel the flared glands drag in and out of Yusuke's throat and each time caused another exclamation in the form of an 'ah!' or a loud whine. With how rarely he asked for this treatment, and how frequently their roles were reversed, it was easy to forget just how good the former detective had gotten.

Emerald eyes fluttered shut and the fox relaxed against the tilted wall, listening to the slick sounds with a heavy flush on his cheeks that reached down his neck. He couldn't stop his hips from rolling, especially when Yusuke's tongue pet him just right over the sensitive frenulum. His toes curled and his breath picked up into constant canid whines, and Yusuke's name was halfway called into the bathroom when the man pulled away. "Yusuke!" The moan became an irritated snap. "That should be implied!"

The reaction was purely on impulse. His shaft bobbed defiantly in the air, wet with saliva and precum and an angry, needy red. He wasn't a fan of being denied, but then, that was the name of the game, wasn't it? His pleasure came secondary, orgasm was a privilege; and though he felt he'd earned it, it wasn't his call. "Yusuke," he tried again, the name coming in a needy whimper this time. "Please allow me my orgasm."
 
That smirk was only piled on as the snippy complaint was let into the air. A deep, low hum that was almost too am used to be let off as a warning bubbled past his lips. That was exactly the response he'd expected. He'd pulled it so mant times from his foxy human there was simply no way he couldnt think it was coming.

But Shuichi corrected himself quickly. And it was asked so prettily. But...

"Nope."

The movement was swift enough to be almost dizzying. This he knew from experience too. He stood quickly. Only it wasn't just a simple movement to level himself with the redhead.

As he went, elbows locked heavily behind knees and the overall movement soon had him supporting the full weight of his fox with those knees and elbows. It spread him open beautifully. And he had no problem placing strong hands against both hip and small of his back to offer just a little more support. And as he found his position sharp, hungry pupils landed on his fox's face and he pressed himself close enough that his body provided just a little friction to that prettily exposed shaft. "I ain't anywhere near done with you yet."
 
He didn't have time to object. Just as quickly as disappointment clouded his features surprise took its place. Kurama freed his hands and pressed them into the wall to keep his balance as he was rolled up against it. His fingertips found the grout and dug in, excitement burning him to the core. Kurama rolled his hips as well as the position would allow, and he whimpered under that predatory gaze. He'd spoken of it earlier, and it only seemed to increase its effect now. Shuichi pulled his lower lip between his teeth and curled his toes in anticipation; then, with a heavy groan, Kurama replied with an intelligent "Okay."
 
The former detective was perfectly pleased with that response. Although honestly he might ha e relented if he'd asked for it again. But if he had, itd only be becauae he wasnt nearly as sensitive himself. And that meant he could last longer.. well, actually it didn't mean that at all judging by their track record. Soooo, yeah. It was probably a good thing he didnt relent. Either way really.

Supportive hand on hip shifted down and around to land on and grasp that perfectly shaped globe. He could be so freaking glad Kurama was so flexible. It made maneuvering easier; as well as switching support. They'd already done it once, but that didn't stop him from checking on Shuichi's condition.

Dexterous middle and forefinger pressed and prodded at the puckered ring of muscle. Though only the middle slid in to offer the smallest bit of stimulation. It doubled in the form of a tease as well as an act that allowed him to do his checking. "How much you think you need?"

The addition was almost as full of itself as his earlier comment. And then there was a hum as he leaned closer and nipped sharply at his lower lip just after it. "Hmmm?"
 
He was pressed further up the wall and Kurama rested an arm over Yusuke's left shoulder to grasp at the right. He couldn't stop himself from searching blindly for a kiss, nor the groan that parted his lips. Shuichi squirmed and his inner walls fluttered around the petting digit. He was tight, but the fox was more than willing to forgo the stretching for something more. "None," he answered in a puff. "I am in no need of preparation." He was regaining his sense of mind. "Only the penetration of something much larger. Please don't tease me any longer."
 
Teasing digit retreated. The smirk that had crossed humming lips softened. And the slit of his eyes dilated just a bit through his change in focus; all things that signified an understanding and willingness to follow through. "Kay," he offered in a warmer tone. "You're being real real good. I won't be mean. You earned better." One more nuzzle to his nose before he offered sweet kisses across cheeks and lips.

The teasing tone didn't change because of the request though. It changed for his shift in attention that begged caution. His grip on the lower cheek tightened, tugging out a better opening for himself. The massaging hand at the small of his back pulled away in order to guide himself to his goal. Between his the pressure of Yusuke's body, the wall, and Kurama himself he knew there would be enough support even though he moved just a little slower than an anxious want demanded.

Within a moment of saying as much he was pressing his own burning need against the right entrance. The sweet attention of those kisses changed. Chapped lips were placed firmly against plush ones. This gentle attention was nothing new. It presented itself often when Yusuke took the lead. Because it had always seemed to help with pain and discomfort when they'd first started doing this. And it had become quite the habit.

A warm groan of appreciation for a bit of relief posed through his chest as he forced his head through the tightly muscled ring. He sometimes had a tendancy to get lost in the pleasure of that heat as it surrounded him. But at the moment he was focused almost solely on his deliciously exposed human and his reaction to the slow decent niggled in through a rock of his own hips. Guiding hand how free returned to the massage it had been offering against the small of his back previously.
 
"Thank you," he murmured against those lips, nuzzling against each kiss with a blissful sigh. When the supporting hand left his back, the fox curled himself just right to keep himself from sliding down the slick tile. He only just noticed the cooling temperature as the steam settled and created a thin line of moisture on the walls, but he paid it no mind. They would be heating up soon enough, especially if Yusuke really planned to 'fuck him stupid.'

Kurama felt the bulbous head press against him, and he bit down on his lip again in anticipation; only to have it soothed from pinching teeth by his lover's kisses. He fell into the sweet attention, whining into chapped lips as he was carefully pulled down and Yusuke rocked up. Pain mingled with pleasure so perfectly he moaned aloud and gripped the man tighter.

Long legs curved over the supporting arms until he could hook his ankles together against the other's back. Shuichi rolled his head, forcing a break in the kiss as his mouth fell open and a sucking gasp was taken in. "Oh yes, Yusuke." Despite his best efforts to remain still the fox was quivering in excitement and clenching rhythmically around the intrusion. "Don't stop short again. Please let me cum this time."
 
It wasn't until he was fully seated that the supporting hand at his back moved again to come around and offer a stay, learned stroking to throbbing cock left between them. Kisses to his lips drew down perfectly to land heavy attention against his throat and crook of his neck when the redhead pulled away to breath of his request. "I won't hold back,"he offered heartedly. "Do the same for me?" He loved to hear those sweet begging, wanting nodded bouncing heavily off the tiled walls.

His start was gradual. Shuichi was still more sensitive than him. Gentle rocking and pointed grinding would be all he used to allow him over the edge he was seeking; well, that and the stroking. It wasn't until he drove him straight through that pleasure and allowed him to experience it with all the same attention with the addition of sharp teeth dragging over his pulse point repeatedly that he would change his tactics.

Once he drove Kurama past his release however, and reveled in it himself, his thrusts would pick up and he would start toward his goal of 'fucking him up the wall'. With a heated growl those sharp teeth drove down and popped through the tender flesh against the crook of his neck. Instinct always drove him to want to sink them into the more dangerous area over his pulse point, but Yusuke hadn't ever been able to bring himself to do that. He was too guarding of his not so feeble human to be willing. Not because he was worried he couldn't handle it; but because he had his own tendency to lose himself to the plague and friction he was providing now. And he didn't trust he could necessarily keep that in check.

Still, as he supported his foxy human with his only free hand through a tightly grip and a heavy press of his upper body, perfectly placed strokes continued and the motion of his hips grew almost brutal as deep growls mingled with heavy moans against the flesh he licked at variously that was bunched between clamped teeth; a small iota of show in his gentler nature.
 
"Yes," he mewled softly, his head tilting back until slick red strands clung to the tiled wall, to allow Yusuke all the room he desired. His breath caught in his throat and the needy cries were choked out as the slow grinding began. The orgasm he'd been denied was rushing to him again, and in no time at all the former detective's name was howled out into the bathroom, the tile amplifying and echoing the sound enough to make Kurama blush. Thankfully his cheeks were already so flushed it was difficult to tell.

Kurama's cum spurt between them, covering their bellies and filling the steamy room with a thick, heady scent. "Oh by Inari!" He gasped, his body now overly sensitive from his recent release was assaulted perfectly with heavy thrusts that had him humping his hips and writhing against the wall. A wail was let out as teeth sunk into his flesh and popped right through. The scent of blood mingled in the musky room and Kurama found himself panting like a desperate dog, his lips forming wide and narrow 'o's to release a wavering, pitiful howl.

Despite the pain, feeling Yusuke mark him in the manner of a demon always sent sharp thrills through his whole form. It made his half spent shaft jolt to life in Yusuke's hand. "Yusuke! Yes, Yusuke!" When he got his breath back it was released in the cry of his lover's name. The howling stopped and his tongue hung lewdly from his mouth while he gasped for air that was almost too thick to be useful. Shuichi felt light headed and dizzy, and his vision began to double... Or was that his eyes crossing and rolling back? "I'm yours," he panted. "Screw me like you own me, Yusuke!"
 
Kurama was losing himself again; Yusuke was a little further than that even. The previous cry of bliss had served as a catalyst for that impulsive nature. And it brought on an odd bit of a high that he was more used to now, but still didn't quite have a name for. It was a lot like that possessive feeling. Only it felt better. And could hit him Even stronger. It was what had caused him to bite down into flesh so suddenly. And what was causing the deep growls to rumble from his chest as he beat into his fox almost mercilessly. The assault would leave his prostate a bit abused, but as with anything else Yusuke had learned over time just how much bliss it could bring his boyfriend.

"Ngh!" Unlike the deep set noises that had been falling from him so far as he pounded into his redhead, this one sounded a bit dejected. It had nothing to do with Kurama. Well, aside from the plea he'd just spouted so deliciously. It had come with an ecstatic note to himself in the form of 'mine', just like his boyfriend had just claimed. But damn it all if it wasnt just too heavy to handle properly.

Actually, it was more like alarm bells rose in his mind in the same instant. And he wasn't sure what brought on the small panic but it had him pulling his teeth away quickly to replace them with his lips. And while he might not understand it Kurama would most likely be glad for it. Because that thought had flared up that possessive feeling in him so sharply that it had drudged up a small flare in his energy along with it. But with lips replacing teeth, despite how sharply the kiss turned out in spite of himself the repericussions he had no knowledge could come of it didn't actually happen.

Instead what Kurama received was a sharp, probably somewhat painful kiss that was quickly followed by those lips roaming up his throat and a happy growl that was breathed unevenly right into his ear. "That's right. You're all mine now. And I don't plan on letting you forget it." Little did he know how memerable it would have been had he not listened to whatever had stopped him from biting.
 
He was drowning in bliss. Yusuke was thrusting into him so roughly it bordered harshly on painful, and the fox loved every moment. Every beating his inner walls took had him barking and yelping and crying in agony that felt so good he couldn't see anymore. Shuichi's hold on his lover grew frantic; his nails scraping at the demon's back in a scramble to find a hold, and eventually found it by cupping over the protruding shoulder blades.

Then he felt that spike of energy and he sobbed. He knew exactly what it meant, he knew what Yusuke's demonic nature was demanding of him, and by Inari he wanted it! Kurama was no fool, he knew that the transfer of energy would be a living hell for a good amount of time, but right then, in that moment, it would have been euphoric. "Oh please!" He cried as the teeth left his flesh before the marking could begin, and he squirmed for it, searching for the pain that came only in the form of kissing lips and lapping tongue. Of course Yusuke stopped. Even without knowing what he wanted, the former detective had the instincts to avoid causing him pain. Usually this was a good thing.

Shuichi's head tilted for the freed mouth, his pulse racing against rough lips. His eyes clamped shut and a mantra of 'yes' left his lips, because he belonged to Yusuke, because Yusuke owned him and he loved it. The fox writhed against the wall, his fingers digging into those shoulder blades while his legs slid up and down his boyfriend's waist until he lost it.

Kurama's back arched and his head hit the wall with a loud 'thump.' "Yusu... I... Cu..." His failed attempt at speech came to a sudden halt and a booming howl left his lips. The sound echoed in the tiny room as he painted their abdomens all over again. The force of it left him quivering.
 
Kurama was going mad. And everything about it, the sight, the sound, the pain of scrambling nails on his back; he was drowning in all of it. He didn't recognize that his lover was begging him for the thing he'd just avoided. Hell, he barely noticed he'd avoided anything to begin with.

Gasping half words assaulted his ears. And the booming howl along with sharp tightening of his insides just before he lost himself to reprieve had Yusuke crying out his own sharp octave. They lost it almost in unison and that even hit him nearly as hard as the rest of it. A heavy, deep growl pulled through his chest and without though his teeth fitted right back into the small holes they'd made in Shuichi's skin. The assault continued even as he began expending himself.

And it only began to dwindle when they both began floating Down from a high that was almost inconceivable. Shuichi was his. And as that thought struck him all over again his hand lifted to offer careful support behind a head which had struck the wall hard enough to nearly echo. And his brutal pace drew down to a pleasant grind as he lapped at the bit of trickling blood he'd pulled with eager teeth. "I'm all yours, you know." It didn't matter who either of them might or might not have belonged to in the past. Now they belonged to each other. And that had been the entire point he'd been trying to make by asking that question of him once again.
 
Kurama only just managed to breech the sea of ecstasy for air before it was stolen from him all over again. Yusuke continued and the fox choked and writhed; teeth took their place in bleeding holes and Shuichi sobbed for what could have been. Even with a slowly clearing mind he knew that he would gladly suffer though the pain of Yusuke's marking, if it meant he could always feel a flicker of that warm, protective energy; even when he was alone.

His body was singing, and every touch played a higher and higher note until he cracked. Just as his lover's hips stopped, tears pooled in the corners of his eyes, then fell in a torrent he had no control over. Fingers slid into his conditioner slick hair push his skull off of the tiled wall, and teeth left his skin once more. The continued grinding left him squirming in his lover's hold despite his sudden exhaustion, and when Yusuke spoke Kurama sobbed.

The fox jolted and choked, and his expression was pulled into something that would later have the vein creature mortified. "I love you," he sputtered before trying to hide himself away against Yusuke's neck while he cried in such an ugly manner, and he couldn't even put a finger on why! Actually, he couldn't think much at all. Everything was a hazy, sexy, euphoric blur that crested so high that it must have just... Broken him. That coupled with the emotions that had lead up to said blur, and the furious desire to be marked, had him in irrational tears.

"I need..." He hiccuped and tried to calm himself with steady breaths, but only seemed to start it all over again. "A break. Can we take a break, Yusuke? I need... I need..." Kurama's arms wrapped tighter and tighter around the former detective with each passing second.
 
The sob surprised yusuke. Although the addition choked him up a little on its own and a bit of heat hit his face for suddenly feeling a bit stupid. Although he wasn't sure what he should feel stupid about. He cranes away from his grooming lips and allowed his boyfriend to coil against him as heavily as he seemed necessary. That hand on his head only pressed down to allow him that place in his neck before moving on to a gently stroking pet. "Okay," he offered warmly through a slight shift. "Whatever you need. Whatever you want."

His free hand twisted the shower back on after turning th head away from them while still managing to support his curling fox. When the cold bit of just heated he flipped it back and allowed the stream to hit them dead on. It was soothing. Maybe as soothing as the pets he was now offering over neck and shoulder when his hand passed down over hisbhead before moving back up. "Let's clean up. We can dry off and have have something tasty... that is, I'll make dinner," he clarified with a light chuckle. "And... Maybe a movie. It might sound kinda dumb, but I really wanna just hold you for a while. S'at okay?"

He knew it was. Even without saying it he knew what Kurama wanted and needed. An offering of a movie was simply something to do in the mean time while they explored that want. And dinner... well dinner was dinner. And it sounded pretty damned good at the moment. Besides. Without a break and fuel Kurama was bound to become exhausted. Whether he understood that for the emotional part of this or not was left up to question. The only thing that mattered was that he knew the important part of it at the moment.
 
Kurama managed an affirmative sound through his full bodied blubbering that he only managed to slow into pitiful hiccups and snivels by the time heated water fell over them once more. Then, he oh so carefully began to unwrap his legs from Yusuke's waist, and waited for the man's help before trying to lower himself down onto his feet again. That didn't stop him from burying so deep into the crook of the other's neck it would probably be a bit painful, or at least very uncomfortable, for the former detective. "Okay," he managed in a wavering voice that could only just be heard over the fall of water. "Okay."

Joints creaked as the fox started to relax his arms and pull himself away from his lover. Standing straight, Kurama rubbed his arm over his eyes, then looked down at his lover with a gross smile. It was warm and loving, but covered in snot. It didn't last long, as embarrassment overcame the need to assure Yusuke of a job well done. That could come later. For now he looked off to the side, his eyes occasionally flickering over to the brown set he adored before darting away again.

Shuichi gathered water in his cupped palms and splashed it over his face to wash away the mess, and by then his cries had become something of the past, left only in the rare sniff or lingering hiccup. Then he found himself trying to wiggle his way back into his lover's arms for a few more seconds. Yusuke still had to rinse out his hair, after all. So... Just a little bit longer would be okay.
 
Yusuke was careful in disconnecting them and letting his mate down onto the floor. Even as he got him there he kept up that support. He didn't mind the closeness; didnt care if he were trying to crawl under his skin at the moment. His only concern was supporting the redhead both physically and through those gentle pets.

When Shuichi did look at him he couldn't help but let out a soft huff that managed to hide a warm chuckle just a little. The mess he'd made of himself wasn't something that could disgust yusuke in any way. In fact, he absolutely adored it. But for his vain fox' s sake he did his best not to place attention on it. He was auiet. And it kind of felt weird. But at the same time it was kind of comfortable and he really didn't want to take that away.

So instead he simply kept up exactly what he was doing. It wasn't as odd as it used to be; him not sharing the majority of words he had at the ready at times like this. And when Kurama drew close again he simple circled himself right back around him comfortingly before facing his lover's back toward the stream and working at his hair gently. Finally, he had to share. "I didn't expect things to go like this," he offered smoothly. "It's been fun though, huh? And honestly better than anything I coulda imagined myself so far."
 
It was everything he needed. It wasn't much, just a few minutes of listening to water hit their bodies, of feeling Yusuke's hands running through his hair until the red locks were rinsed clean, and being surrounded by the man he loved so desperately it hurt; but it was everything he needed to come back down. "Mn," he agreed with a slight nod of his head, an action that would be felt over seen. Shuichi was still tingling when he pulled back again. This time he was able to meet his lover's gaze, even if it was with a flushed face. "We have only just begun, and already my expectations were pale in comparison." And it was true. None of his fantasies had even touched the reality; though, they had yet to delve into his more... raunchy thoughts.

After cleansing and cuddling for several minutes more the water was shut off and the two lovers left the shower. Kurama was beginning to stand tall again as he slowly fell out of the roll of submissive and returned to his usual, prideful demeanor. He just couldn't shake the urge to hunch his shoulders, even as he was gently pat dry. When it came time to leave the steamy room, Shuichi bypassed his own robe to grab the other one hanging up on the wall. It was warm and fluffy and green... And it smelled just like his boyfriend. The fox practically snuggled his way into it and held the ends tightly to his chest. It hit him, then, why it was so hard to right his posture. It wasn't done yet... "Did I do well, Yusuke?" He murmured.
 
It was warm, and nice, and mostly quiet as he finished rinsing them down. Unlike usual his ability in running his hands smoothly and sweetly over his fox's skin without more.intimate touch was spot on. Yes, usually Yusike couldnt keep up thay facade woth a naked, drenched down fox in his grasp. And he wasnt sure why it was different either. It just was sometimes.

Yusuke's head tilted as his robe was snatched from its hanging spot. Instead of pouting or putting on his childish antics he just smiled as he watched his redhead cuddle fondly into it. He had no doubt he looked similar, though a little less refined, when he did the same thing with the silky robe that had been bypassed. It wasnt warm and fluffy. And it clung to the wetness that still tinged his skin in spots. But it smelled heavily of his fox. And that was enough to make him want to leave his face nice and burried in it.. Surprise caught his features as he was asked that question all of a sudden. "Didn't I tell you already?" He asked curiously.

It didn't really matter if he had or not though. He wouldn't have had a problem repeating it over and over for him. A warm hum lifted off his chest and took the single step closer he needed to wrap him up all over again. He couldn't exactly kiss him atop the head despite their angles. At least not until he pulled it down against his neck and chest again and offered a pet to his hair similar to those he'd had to offer previously. Because either way, "I meant to."

Kurama may be standing tell already, but yusuke felt the need to tug him down into his hold again to offer his answer. It couldn't be helped. "You were so good," he hummed out warmly. "You are so good."
 
The fox was willing and eager to follow Yusuke's direction, and with only the slightest bit of effort the teen had him nuzzled up all over again. He was practically purring when the petting started again, and Kurama showed his appreciation with adorable little keens that he knew the Mazuko enjoyed. A bright grin pulled at his lips and he was snuggling even closer, getting lost in his lover's scent, touch, and voice. What was supposed to be an internal thought was spoken out loud. "I'm a good boy," he said with far too much joy.

Heat brought his cheeks to a boiling red when he realized what he'd just said. It just felt so... Silly. Shuichi cleared his throat and tried to pull back again, eyes turned up and away in that innocent expression he'd mastered and Yusuke imitated. "I made sure to stock the kitchen for our in home vacation," he informed in a sad attempt to change the subject. "You are welcome to whatever you find." He even tried to make a sneaky lead towards the kitchen.
 
Warmth and fuzziness filled and surrounded him. And it wasn't just the bathrobe either. He couldn't help but smile at the quiet comment. He didn't necessarily know where it came from. But it had been a theme he'd caught onto already. And he had no problem offering it up either. It didn't matter what it meant to him as long as it made him so happy when they were like this. Although he did realize it was probably a good question to ask. Hopefully he could remember it later.

Huffing out another chuckle he allowed Kurama to start leading him. Although he stopped abruptly before they got out of the roo.. "ah. Hang on hang on," he mentioned hurriedly as he moved toward the dresser. Kurama was more than invited to move along with him. "I'm puttin on pants before cooking this time. I ain't stupid enough to try that again." He pulled out a pair of jeans and tugged them up his naked form. "I think think was harder on you than it was on me even," he teased just a little meanly. It wasn't entirely untrue.

Once he'd dawned pants he led them down to the kitchen once again. And he heated up some milk in the microwave before plopping cocoa powder in front of kurama. "Not so much for me this time," he offered just as teasingly. They'd had a fun little battle over the redhead not giving him enough the last time thatbjad ended with powder everywhere and the need to buy more. When he set the glasses in front of him as well he was quick to turn and check out what they had for him to coom. "In the mood for anything special?"

He paused in thought. Aw man, he'd almost forgotten. Since he'd glossed over it so well. Without thought he was quick to turn and place a peck on the redhead's cheek near jaw and ear. 'By the way. You totally are a good boy," he cooed.
 
While Yusuke pulled on pants, Kurama tied off the robe. It was a little short on him, but no where near obscene, and it fit him just fine in every other regard. He huffed in mock offense. "Shall I apologize for being addicted to you?" The fox teased in response before following down the stairs and into his kitchen. Yusuke started at the microwave, and Kurama couldn't stop a silly little smile from pulling on his lips. The man knew just how much he loved hot chocolate, and was happy to cater to the fox's sweet tooth when he was in need of a pick me up.

"Are you sure? We have an extra can this time," he taunted sweetly.

Kurama paused in his measuring to think. "There is chicken in the bottom drawer," he answered. "As well as a fair amount of sides to choose from." The first spoonful of powder was dropped into a glass, and he was pulling out a second from the can when Yusuke joined him at the counter to place a kiss on his cheek. Shuichi melted into it... At first. A full bodied preen even had the fox up on the tips of his toes and scattering cocoa powder all over the counter. In fact, he even had to scramble to catch the can before it could topple over; unfortunately, he couldn't save one of the glasses of milk.

Shuichi sputtered and his face burned. He wanted to be mad, or at least upset; but the words gave him such a warm fuzzy feeling that all he could do was force a glaring pout that was much more suited for Yusuke. "That was uncalled for," he huffed, but even that was bubbled.
 
Cocoa powder flew and one of the mugs was knocked over. Yusuke had the wherewithal to capture it just before or rolled off the counter though. Worry struck him first, for the hot liquid that had spilled. "Did it getcha?" He paused immediately after asking the question. Because he'd looked up at the redhead's face while asking.

Through a few rapid blinks one of those buffs lifted heavily off his chest once again; A sure sign that he was holding back a laugh. He caught it quicmly enough though and the gleeful look dwindled into a smile, devious as it may be. "Aww." Leaning forward, he pecked the redhead on the nose and went for a quick nuzzle of them if he could catch it. "What a cute face."

The tease was warm despite being a little cruel. But he couldn't really expect much else considering all the teasing they tended to do to each other. On top of that, Yusuke couldn't help but find the pout adorable. Although he didn't want to try to mentally attach that thought to himself with a similar face despite the fact that he couldn't help it. Chuckling smoothly, he backed off to pull some paper towels off their rolled rack and place it over the mess on the counter that was slowly mixing itself into cocoa.

"So anyway," he offered in changing the subject. "I asked if you wanted anything special. Like specifically, ya know." The almpst accusatory tone put up a great front that stated that might be why he'd even teased him in the first place. It shouldn't be put past him either really.
 
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