Tails Of A Half Breed [YYH] (FavoredFox)

[FavoredFox]

He wasn't quite sure what was getting into him. This was a fantasy he often played out in his head the few times he'd given himself relief, and there had been a physical want of his for months now, but that desire had never been as intense as it was now. Enough so that he didn't falter at what he believed to be a warning growl. Instead, he wrapped his lips around a taunt tendon and suckled gently while his teeth worried the skin. Perhaps it was the near death experience that was lowering his inhibitions.

There was a stirring in his loins, and he wondered how long it would take for Hiei to catch the scent of his arousal.

A taunt nipple was lightly pinched and rolled between a gentle thumb and forefinger, but was let go when Hiei's grip grew tight. With a soft sucking sound, Kurama released Hiei's neck from his lips and teeth, then the fox turned his head to meet the pointed stare with a heated one. "Do you dislike it?" He asked with an unintentional purr, before boldly leaning in to run the flat of his tongue along the back of Hiei's ear. The taste of conditioner was of no consiquence. His fingers began exploring again, trying to travel lower. Kurama bent a little further in his desire to pet right passed toned abs to tickle his fingertips just above the fire demon's groin. "If you would like me to stop," he started, hot breath trailing over the shell of his ear. "You need only say so."

 

[EDDE]

The petite demon recognized the change in the redhead before he'd asked a useless question that didn't really need an answer; and wasn't given one directly. This change wasn't a new one. He'd scented Kurama's arousal in the past. The difference being that the foxy human hadn't ever acted on it before.

Not past the meshing of lips and tongue, that is.

Hiei had gotten an impression from this that probably wasn't the proper one. But seeing as Kurama had never shown much of an interest in taking up on that change, Hiei had never felt the need to press it further.

He wasn't thinking on that at the moment however. The whole of his attention was on each move the redhead was making against him. They, not unlike the potent scent that had hit him previously, spoke even more loudly than his words. At least, in his own opinion.

An offering was placed at his feet. And the attention of that silver tongue was getting to him. Were his hair not soaked down at the moment it would have stood on end for an entirely different reason. The sensual purr in that tone coupled with still expertly petting fingers and hot breath against his ear and down the back of his neck sent a hot chill through his core that would have had a less conditioned being up on their toes with the force of it.

What a stupid question he'd been posed with. Though he could admit he was affected much heavier than he expected by the blow. And he had no need to hide the reaction Kurama had garnered despite the fact that the arousing jump didn't play out nearly as openly as it could have.

"Heh." The small sound of amusement was pointed both inwardly and toward the offer he'd been given as crimson eyes focused down on those tickling fingers as they slowly made their way lower.

He could have simply stood there and allowed them to find their goal. He could have let Kurama explore as he liked. He could have waited to find out what the redhead would do on his own.

He could have. But Hiei wasn't the type to simply sit back and enjoy himself.

The grip he had on the Kurama's dominant arm sharpened, that hand being closer to its goal than the other. The less dominant was allowed to slide from his grip. But only for the moment it took to snake under the arm and slap it away with the back of his own free hand.

Not being one to waste time in advantage, he used the momentum he had started to twirl from the loose grasp he'd effectively starved off. Kurama was leaning over him. So it was no large task to press his palm firmly against his chest just above the diaphragm and swing himself into a simple forward step. The cause of this effect would be to press the redhead back against the tile wall in a full stand with a comfortable arm's length between the two of them.

A short stare was settled up on forest eyes, sharp and unreadable for the small time it lasted. But his attention shifted.

Now, Hiei didn't have the best attention span, but this was certainly different. Large almond eyes landed on the grip he still held as he seemed to recognize the useless trapping of dominant hand at the wrist against the wall. He hadn't bothered to pin the other. Then again, pinning him wasn't exactly the tactic he was going for.

A familiar air of non-chalance, a looks that was often conflated with bored recognition and little else, rolled over his features as he watch the small trickles of diluted blood mix with water droplets down chilling flesh.

Hiei might have little trouble adjusting to sudden temperature shifts, both extreme and not, but he also had a back for sensing them in real time. The room was somewhat steamy as cool air mixed with the heat of the water. But pulling Kurama from beneath it and exposing him to the slight change had a near instant effect.

It wasnt something new. But at the moment he found it far more fascinating than he had in the past. And as sharp eyes focused on the bit of blood still escaping the scratches on his arms, hot little tongue reached out to meet the end and lap right up and over the tiny wound that remained.

Kurama was still bleeding. And despite being diluted by the head of the hose spitting water at them, the scent of it was even more intoxicating close up than he'd thought.

Before another thought even formed fully in his mind he found himself grooming away trickles of blood on chilling skin to the point where he'd nearly covered the entirety of hos forearm with hot, laving licks.

And even though he forced himself to stop and calm before finding the urge to rise up on the balls of his feet to reach higher, he was completely consumed with the act as he carried it out. In fact, he hadn't been paying attention to anything else as did it other than the fact that both his own breath and the skin beneath it seemed to be heating up on pretty level terms relatively speaking.

He'd barely even been paying attention to Kurama's reaction.

Almond eyes closed loosely and he took in a long breath through his nose. It would tell him everything he needed to know about that reaction. And chances were it already had, or he would have registered the need to pause.

He hadn't.

Leaning forward, he dragged his tongue up and over the bicep once more slowly. As enticing as grooming the small wounds was, even skin tinged with the slightest taste of salt from a further heating room tugged at something deep inside him and made him want a better taste.

His tongue drew over the small casm between arm and chest and paused just as he reached a sensitive nub that had nearly made him squirm not a minute before when it was toyed with. That long breath was let loose, stuttering its heat over the nipple heavily.

He didn't hesitate to draw the grooming organ over it heavily, or pull it between his teeth and offer a short pinch through a light suck. But after that he did pause, pressing his forehead lightly against his breast and allowing hot breath to bleat over the hardened nub as he drew himself back together.

The hand that had been pressing into his chest had found it's way down his side, around the wound in his stomach, and had planted itself in a firm, sure grip against Kurama's hip.

He could have kept going. He could tell that already. But the thing that spurred him to stop was something he wouldn't be able to get past in ten lifetimes, let alone this one. And that thing was, as it came to Kurama, the chance to rub it in.

He back off slowly, only slightly, and large crimson eyes opened and lifted to land what was usually an incredibly wicked look, when accompanied by the small smirk that went with it, up on the redhead. "Have you found what you were looking for?"

He could have used Kurama's words against him. But that didn't tend to end well on Hieies end when he did. So instead of spouting them back as he usually might he focused on the tickling, searching hands that he'd thwarted several moments ago.

 

[FavoredFox]

A decidedly delicious heat flared then pooled in his groin as his partner casually manhandled him against the wall. The was so much power in the tiny body before him, and that alone was enough to cause a groan to form in his throat. The fox nearly licked his lips in anticipation when his back met the cool, wet tile, but a short feeling of dread overtook that urge. Had he pressed too hard? Had he irritated his touchy fire demon? Kurama tensed slightly, only to allow that tension to roll right through him as the water did over his skin. Crimson eyes shifted from his face down to the superficial wound still left on his arm, and again he fought off the urge to groan.

Hiei leaned in and the hot little tongue working its way up his arm had emerald eyes closing half way. He watched as his partner licked up his watered down blood, and he couldn't help but want to know just how much Hiei liked the taste. Kurama didn't notice his breath hitch, nor the slight increase in speed. Not until that hot little mouth moved over to his chest.

Kurama lifted his free hand up to his mouth to help hold back the high pitched moan that fought to escape. His shoulders jumped and his hips rocked, his half hard length jumping up to full erection with the pinch to his nipple. It was so... So sensitive! He'd never thought to play with them on his own, it hadn't been that much of an erogenous zone in his previous life. He shuddered in anticipation, only to bite down on a whine when Hiei back away.

The fox took a second to catch his breath through his nose before his hand fell away from wet lips. "Not quite," he answered smoothly, free hand now reaching out to tangle in dark strands of hair against the back of Hiei's skull. "I was looking..." Kurama pulled his partner closer, bringing their lips together. "For everything, Firecracker," he purred before pulling them into a different, yet familiar kiss.

The scent of arousal was growing, and not just his own. He could catch Hiei's scent, his need, and it fueled the hunger of Kurama's kiss; his tongue sliding in to play with the smaller, his teeth nipping almost cruelly at chapped lips, and a quiet growl rumbled in his throat.

 

[EDDE]

It wasn't difficult to catch every single reaction the attention he was plying the redhead with got. Compared to his usually well kept, refined reactions that could leave one wondering, these were blatant and screamingly loud.

He liked that.

It made Kurama so easy to read where he was usually left to debate silently for himself just how he was taking something. And the answer he got was just as straight forward.

He liked that too.

He couldnt help but wonder why Kurama had seemed to have so easily lost that shroud he wore as a matter of pride; one that was similar and yet so different from Hiei's own...

Not that it mattered. Because that along with the sharp grip in his hair set his veins on fire and produce a deeply felt growl that also sounded just as pleased as it was. And it persisted as that grip became a mesh of lips and tongue and teeth.

Shivers ran up and down his body; set so deep in his bones they could have knocked him off his feet right then and there if a delicious challenge hadn't just been presented to him through the sound and action he garnered in return for the quick swipes of his tongue and nips he had to offer right back. The hand that had pressed the fox against the tile at the hip released a kneading grasp and lifted to capture him at the crook of his neck. The sure grip dug blunt nails into the base of his shoulder blade slightly. And while the hold on his hip would have disallowed him from taking more in the form of pressing himself against Hiei or repeating that delicious bout of humping he'd inadvertently caused, that was while he was standing.

This position, the one Kurama had chosen to take in order to gain his lips, could prove to be far more cruel. Aside from the grips they each had on each other, including the one still pressing Kurama's wrist against the wall in a much less useless way now, beyond the attention of nipping teeth and dancing tongues, there was just no maneuverability that would have them even touching slightly.

And Hiei removed that contact as well with a sharply placed response of, "Fine." Albeit not before delivering a nip sharp enough to soft red lips that ir drew a slow forming drop of blood he was eager to lap away.

It was slight and would probably only bleed for a moment more. Not that it mattered. Drawing even that small amount of blood from the fox was enthralling. It fed the fire in his veins like nothing else. And while it could just be because of the short thrill he received from it, he could almost swear that blood tasted even sweeter than the metallic tainted water he'd been lapping up previously. Then again it could have been the fact that it was watered down.

It didn't matter though. And he didn't dwell on the surprisingly exhilarating change.

Instead the stark rise it gave him had him dipping past those lips and taking a sharp hold of the redheads throat with his teeth in the exact opposite position of his hand. A deep, gutteral growl pounding past his chest.

He bit.

And an instinctual want he recognized easily pressured him to sink his teeth into flesh until he tasted that precious tinge he'd just gotten himself a moment ago.

However Hiei wasn't easily pressured. Not when he knew exactly what he wanted already.

And it wasn't that.

After a moment of worrying kneading teeth down sharply against Kurama's throat he lifted the pressure and replaced it with a hot, soothing tongue that rolled over salty skin and irritated pink impressions caused by several deep pressing teeth; the deepest of which happened to be from sharp canines. They had been so close to piercing skin that the he could just barely taste the tinge of the blood readily rushing to the surface to break free. It tainted the salty taste of heat sheened skin in a way that nearly forced him to pause with the need to allow it for a second time.

But he continued.

His tongue trailed down and just missed the tip of Kurama's collar bone before taking it's back up just under the jaw line and trailing it's way heavily to where it was pulled back abruptly as he reached the base of skull and jaw just below and behind the ear. It Was replaced with the quick swipe of nipping teeth and a subtle suckling before heated breath mixed with tone.

"Your taste is maddening, Kurama." The scent mingling in the small room was nothing if not intoxicating, but that he was sure he already knew.

With that came a noise that often escaped Hiei in a grunt but instead responded in a low hum. Long and amused; and in a tune most people, who truly believed him only capable of the one monotone, could never believe he'd just sung out.

Just as suddenly as Hiei had pressed up up against that wall, nearly all established contact was utterly abandoned. So much so that the small creature even made a two step retreat.

It was jarringly sobering even for him. He could only imagine how harsh it was for the fox. The only contact that was held was that deep, intense stare crimson eyes snapped to as he pulled away. He'd peeked down quickly to find the object he was seeking as he moved, but by the time eye contact could be established it was linked heavily.

If that was what Kurama wanted, Hiei wasn't going to stand in the way. Before, the teen had never made such an implication. Though depending on the circumstance Hiei might not have taken him up on it anyway.

But it wasn't as if this were the first time he'd been tempted. And the mingling scent of their arousal tainted with the sweet smell of blood had him far post any want for denial.

So of that was what he wanted...

With a quick swipe of his foot the shower stool stood between them, low on the ground in the poorest display of a barrier one could ever think of. Dark pupils sharpened in their focus through that intense gaze and he offered just one simple word just as he usually might.

"Sit." It wasn't a request.

 

[FavoredFox]

The sharp nip to his lower lip had another growl rumbling in his chest. He wasn't sure how his body reacted to the little bit of sharp pain that drew a few droplets of blood. It was both exhilarating and irritating. Knowing Hiei had such an affinity to his taste sent tingling heat down to his groin, but he was a tad sick of bleeding today, and while it was no where near enough to leave him weak from blood loss (or rather, more so,) it was still just a bit unpleasant. He wasn't given much time to think on it, however. Hiei's single word answer made him nearly weak in the knees as old fantasies flooded his mind. He'd considered this many times, laying back in his bed with his eyes shut and picturing different hands traveling over his form.

There would be no more need for fantasies after tonight. He would have the reality to look forward to and replay in his mind when Hiei inevitable disappeared again. He didn't mind such a habit, he knew it was just how his partner was, but it was bound to be more difficult now... Again, he wasn't given time to think. Teeth sunk into his flesh and he could not choke back the loud groan that followed. Green eyes fluttered and his head eagerly turned to give Hiei all the room he needed. Sharp canines came so close to piercing skin, blood rushing to the area to create bright red spots surrounded by a splotch of pink. A hickey. Hiei had just given him a hickey, and a slow drop of precum built at the tip of his shaft before dribbling down the length of it.

Kurama continued to give appreciative moans as the fire demon continued to explore his flesh with that hot little tongue that had Kurama's mind going wild with ideas and desires. Teeth met the soft, sensitive skin behind his earlobe and the fox gasped and jumped as sparkling tingles raced through his limbs. "Something we have in common," he puffed at the compliment. He could still taste the heated skin of his lover's neck.

Then, all of a sudden, that heat was gone. The pleasure of the small form so close to his own vanished, and he couldn't stop the small whine that pinched his throat. Ever fiber of his being wanted to follow his partner; drag him into a more intimate embrace that would give them the flesh on flesh contact he was sure they were both craving, but he waited. Even in this lusty haze, Kurama was still Kurama, and he knew when to be patient. His curiosity peeked when the stool was kicked between them. Hiei standing on it would certainly give them better access to each other, but he certainly doubted the prideful demon would be willing to do so.

The single order shot an irritated, but oh so erotic shock through his system. He was no dog, but he truly doubted that was what his partner was going for. Hiei was simply a man of few words, and the short order was a consequence of that. Kurama hesitated for a few moments before following through. He pulled the stool a little closer to himself, then took a seat on the wet surface and was pleased to find it warm from the hot steam surrounding them. The shower was still running, but he didn't care... Except for the fact he hadn't yet washed his own hair. It had been soaked down, however, and the crimson strands were heavy and clung to his body in a bloody curtain. The fore locks framed his face and made his already bright eyes even more so as he turned his gaze up at Hiei.

Kurama couldn't stop himself from licking his lower lip, collecting another drop of blood that had formed from the small split made by a sharp canine. His nose twitched and those bright eyes began to haze over. He was sure Hiei had a plan, but the fox wasn't willing to wait for more orders. After all, Hiei had told him to 'sit,' not 'sit still.'

Soft hands reached out to grasp his partner's hips and pull him a bit closer. Close enough for the fox to lean in and bury his nose in surprisingly soft pubic hair. It wasn't quite like his own, it wasn't fur, but it was just as silky and smooth as the spiky hair atop his head. Another deep breath was taken in and the fox closed his eyes. His nose continued to twitch as the tip trailed along the length of Hiei's shaft. The heady scent of the fire demon's musky arousal was enough to make him groan and his shaft to twitch in eager anticipation.

Kurama stuck out his tongue and dragged the flat of it over the happy organ, and outright moaned at the intoxicating taste.

 

[EDDE]

The short pause gave Hiei the chance to do something he hadn't thought to do previously. That is, he had done so thoughtlessly, but hadn't given himself the time to appreciate it. Crimson eyes slid down Kurama's body slowly and took in the view he hadn't thought to recognize previously.

From the drowned look of deep red hair that resembled blood much more now that it was soaked down, to large green eyes that seemed to have grown larger and hold a more lively shine due to that simple change in his hair. It was bloodied now, and clung tightly to his body at a new length, but it still didn't hold a candle to the contrast his truly bloodied form had done for Hiei's libido. Still, he wasn't anywhere near finished observing and though he had only a few seconds to do so, he did manage to get quite a bit in.

The larger male, large eyes glazed slightly and pupils dilated with lust, held incredibly distinctive features Hiei hadn't cared to take much more of for himself before. A slim face, well sculpted but slightly rounded cheeks; large, soft red lips now marred by the slightest split.

He couldn't help but admire the marring feature he'd added to the perfectly sculpted face.

While he was in no similar region as the crow that had marred the body, the small creature who'd lived a live full of nearly nothing but cruelty and abuse (the majority of which had come from his end as time went by) did share similar sentiments on a smaller level.

In fact, there was a chance that a good portion of his offense at everything that had happened to the fox came from a place of posessiveness that stated the redhead was his to keep or destroy. Whether such a claim had been made or not. It wasn't as if he felt Kurama was 'his'. But the man was an oddity; a strange and curious treasure that had kept him entertained and attentive since he'd discovered it all on his own. And he had discovered it. So if anyone were going to destroy that treasure, it was going to be Hiei.

That possessive thought only fanned his pleasure when it came just as the redhead obediently complied with his order. He hadn't thought on it as he was making it, but the soft look the water gave him and the ease with which he complied had Hiei realizing exactly how his command may have sounded. Kurama was no dog, but it seemed there were times when he would obey like one.

And the addition small stool only served to emphasize his liking of the small epiphany. So small was the thing that it forced long, shapely legs to bent, and his knees to rise above his hips. With Hiei standing so close it also forced the redhead to present himself openly with his legs apart and Hiei close to between them as he stared down at him. This, of course, gave him a luxurious view to be looking down on.

Kurama was a delicious mixture of both feminine and masculine features. Broad shoulders connected a soft, yet well toned chest and abdomen. This spread into well shaped hips and thighs that put a feminine curl into bent knees he couldn't help but appreciate. And while feminine hips led to legs that pulled the shapely feature together perectly, what those legs housed between them and framed by a patch of soft red curl was anything but.

Hiei was a small creature to be sure, but he was hung incredibly well despite that. Still, while his own endowment was impressive, the fully erect, drooling appendige that large crimson eyes finally landed on hungrily was bigger. And the mixture of those feminine and distinctly not features added to the oddity that was the foxy human; were just as enticing as the look big green eyes were giving him at the moment.

Almond eyes lidded slightly and helped to produce the catty grin that slid itself across chapped lips. He was about to make a comment; undoubtly one that was just as catty and teasing as the look that crossed his face over his previous realization. However those eyes widened again and a startled question was grunted from somewhere in the back of his throat as he was suddenly grabbed and pulled closer.

So maybe Kurama wasn't as good at obeying. Annoyance traced through the petite demons features as he realized Kurama was making an attempt to thwart his plans. He'd said he wanted everything after all. Hiei had been about to begin that process since he had agreed to willingly.

And yet that annoyed look was wiped right off his face as the fox drew close, contact was established, and a candid sniffing of his crotch ensued. The breath it forced him to take in was shuttered. And the grunt it produced as he let it loose sounded almost as defeated as it did frustrated.

Small, callused hands found their purchase in crimson locks on either side of the fox's head quickly. And as a cool tongue dragged itself he was perfectly pleased that the noise that felt like it was about to escape him as he let out another shakey breath came from the redhead instead.

It sounded so much better from those lips. And that, coupled with the feeling allowed clinging fingers to uncurl and begin kneading the hair between his fingers heavily against his skull.

It also allowed him to get over the initial shock of having his own attention turned against him in a far more intimate way. And that need ofnthis kicked in. The one he'd never be able to kick when it came to Kurama; the one where he must offer some sort of tease to gain back the ground he lost against him.

Large crimson eyes lidded half way once again. This time for his acceptance of, and ability to relax against the delicious feeling he was being presented with. They turned down on his agressor. And that catty grin returned so he could offer his comment properly this time.

It was a different one than he'd had before. But it was just as good. "Good boy."

Only... Despite the fact that the look was meant to be cruel, and the tone was meant to be teasing, the look on his face more looked like a cat with its cream than a the devious one sneaking up on the mouse. And the fact that he had been able to relax and accept the pleasure that little bit of attention garnered, his tone came out in a near purr of a tone he couldn't often pull off on his own.

Despite wanting to tease the man below him cruelly, what came out looked and sounded genuinely, and thoroughly pleased.

 

[FavoredFox]

He paused in his licking when rough hands threaded into his hair with a surprising tenderness. At least, for Hiei's standards. The hesitation was short lived at most, hardly even noticeable, as the fox laved his tongue over his treat once more. It was a delicious taste, and the more he did it the stronger the scent of arousal grew. It was driving him mad and fogging his mind to some degree. Kurama was always keenly aware of his surroundings, and even in this lusty haze a portion of his mind remained clear and unhindered. Always cautious, always aware, and always ready. It had become almost instinct over his many years as a thief. Still, this level of desire affected him on a conscious level, and his completely exposed shaft jutted out from his lap, twitching and drooling in its desire for relief. Kurama ignored it.

Feeling crimson eyes rake over his form in a different way than usual gave the fox a strong sense of pride. It pleasantly pet the vanity he strongly possessed but easily disguised. In return, he offered his own appreciative gaze through hooded eyes and thick red lashes. Though, he didn't let it distract him. Kurama gently pulled down the foreskin to expose sensitive glands, then wrapped his soft lips around the head to give it a soft suction. He took the length down slowly, his tongue rubbing up and down the underside as he went.

Due to his fantasies and hopes, the fox had trained his gag reflex by brushing the back of his tongue whenever cleaning his teeth. It worked. The head touched the back of his throat, and the fox managed to take it down with a heavy swallow. It did have his eyes watering slightly, giving them a dewy look. His nose touched soft pubic hair, and he couldn't help but notice something interesting. Among the thick patch of black was a splotch of white that matched Hiei's hair. Kurama couldn't help himself. As he began a slow bobbing of his head, his right hand left a pointed hip to pet over strong abs absently before trailing a little lower. In the guise of pleasurable pets, Kurama brushed along that white patch, his fingers slowly shifting the hair around to create different shapes. If he weren't so enamored by what was filling his mouth and throat again and again as his head bobbed, he would have found it cute that he could create forms that weren't abstract. He shifted the hair just right, and he could vaguely make out the form of a rabbit.

Now and then, Kurama lifted those lust heavy, shining wet eyes up at his partner. Tears clung to the corners and grew heavier each time his throat was breached. He loved it, and the fox moaned around the shaft with each upward movement of his head to say as much without the use of words... But Hiei had to start using them instead.

Good boy. Hiei just called him a good boy! And a mixture of emotions rolled through him. With that pleased tone the fire demon had said it in, it sparked an old desire he thought had been buried away a long time ago. His shoulders sag and his back hunched in a submissive posture and he seemed to be very much in nirvana by two simple words. The intensity of the old, but not forgotten emotion was frightening. So his needy reaction was jolted away by an angry fox. Those sweet eyes grew sharp and his body language tensed into disdain for the praise meant for a dog. Kurama curled his lips back to expose his teeth as he pressed them down into vulnerable flesh. The pressure would be uncomfortable, but only held the promise of pain. The fox growled his displeasure to remind Hiei to be careful what he said when such a valuable portion of his anatomy was held between the teeth of a fox.

 

[EDDE]

If Hiei had the capacity to care at the moment he would probably be disturbed in some way by the new tune the fox had gotten him to sing. But really, the culmination of everything that had happened recently with everything that had happened tonight had simply put him in a new state of being; the most of which was the redhead's choice in action tonight.

Hiei was calm and while not entirely relaxed, as it was possible that wasn't a state he could reach(while conscious), the Dark Tournament and it's end had a profound effect on him as well as everyone else. And while it might not be even close to the same degree, the lack of the intense tension that tournament had them in served to do the calming. Kurama had done the relaxing. And while it was entirely possible it wouldn't have worked out for him nearly as well without what they'd just come out of, those two things also weren't the only thing pushing him along.

A dewy forest was peeking up at him periodically and it put a jump in slow flowing veins every time. The attention those pretty lips and that silver tongue were giving him was almost enough to make him weak in the knees. And every time Kurama swallowed him down a deep hitch stuck in his throat for several long moments. All of this before he'd managed to offer his tease; all of this that put him into the state that forced it out in something that might resemble a happy coo on anyone else. It didn't quite make it there with Hiei. But the change had still been profound. Which might be why it had seemed to hit the redhead just as profoundly.

Hiei saw.

He saw every bit of the change he'd push on the redheads shoulders through the purred tease. How could he miss it? He was so focused on watching that overly proper mouth swallow him down in the least proper way it might be able to and getting such a deep thrill that a clock already aching for its release was drooling nonstop as it was attended to.

Grabted, it had been a long time since Hiei had felt the need to seek gratification with another person, and he wasn't necessarily the most picky person when it came to whom he would be defiling. But this had nothing to do with that. Neither did the fact that he was so close to ready even by the short time he'd managed to tease he was surprised he'd even gotten it out.

The submissive pose drove a spike deep down into the over agressive, possessive fire demon and forced a noise from his chest that wasn't nearly as new; a growl. Although that growl was decidedly more pleased sounding than usual. And a low moan formed at the end of it as crimson eyes focused sharply on the suddenly meek creature below him.

He liked that look.

And he had just gotten the thought in his mind to stop the meek fox from what he was doing so he could simply fuck him into oblivion while staring down that look on his face the whole time when it disappeared just as suddenly.

And so did that pleasing attention. A short, soft gasp pulled past Hiei's lips as the pleasurable casm that was Kurama's mouth and throat were suddenly lost; followed by a short.grunt of discomfort purely due to that sudden loss. It was almost sobering.

Almost.

The feeling of harsh teeth replacing soft lips was almost as surprising. But in the moment it took for that replacement the fire demon caught up with what was happening.

Despite his utter failure to tease the redhead in any form he had actually meant to, it had been understood. And the response was an obvious one. Or at least it should have been obvious given their positions and the fact that Kurama's favorite weapon against was currently filled with Hiei's pulsing flesh.

In fact, as red eyes widened and blinked down at the sharp, dark forest looking back at him he could only manage to realize how very stupid his attempt had been now. He hadn't before.

It was ridiculous how moronic, and obvious, it was to have done such a thing. And as he stared blankly for an awkward moment into the eyes of an angry beast that notion put a slight tilt in his.

At least until it knitted his eyebrows together, and a short snort tugged a lopsided smile across his lips. And just a fraction of a second after that it pulled an intensely raw bout of laughter from his gut so strong it pulled those large almond eyes of his closed lightly.

This was not a normal laugh. Or rather it was, but it wasnt. In no way was it his normal, cruelly amused chuckle. It was a remarkably genuine chortle that sounded like it fully belonged to someone else; only it was definitely in Hiei's voice.

Despite how odd the somewhat warm noise was, it didn't last very long at least. After one long breath of a laugh he settled more easily than it might seem doable from how abrupt the outburst had been.

His chin lifted lightly, unbandaged hand slid from his hair down to cup and swipe his thumb gently over it and under the eye before petting back up his face. The movement itself was gentle. But as those crimson eyes opened again they sharpened their attention down over a lifted chin onto his disobedient partner; those same fingers sliding through his bangs and capturing what made it between his fingers into a sharp grip. He tugged just slightly. Enough to lift the redheads face forcibly by a fraction of a degree without jarring him or those warning teeth much more.

What pulled to his lips this time was much more comfortable; perhaps even comforting in its own way. Because the sharp look and thin sliding of lips made for that perfectly wicked grin he wore much better.

"Lost already, Fox? We could always move on." After all, despite what Hiei already knew well from anything he'd heard of the silver fox in stories shared by demons in the Makai, Kurama was in no way knew to this situation. And yet for some reason he had really seemed to be acting like it was all quite new. Although that mostly had to do with his sensitivity.

And while what he had said before had been perfectly foolish, the tease he had to offer now was not so much. Because....

Well...

Despite how warm the smile and noise that had just left him had been, his one was far more promising.

 

[FavoredFox]

The snort had his eyes widening, the sharpness in them quickly replaced with surprise. His lips relaxed and once more covered still threatening teeth. It was such a strange sound, but it was unmistakably Hiei's laughter. He had heard amused huffs, the hums Hiei made while he smirked at his fallen foe, even a few enthusiastic 'ha!'s when he made a comment that tickled the fire demon's sense of humor; but was relaxed, more natural. It was unsettling to say the least, but the fox committed into to memory. It was a rare exclamation of actual joy from his Firecracker, and he would not take such a thing for granted.

Kurama closed his right eye as Hiei's thumb brushed over it, and he couldn't help but press into the calloused palm. He greatly enjoyed being pet. By the time the fire demon tilted his chin up to look at him, the teeth had released their pressure and soft lips replaced them. He would have been happy to continue his act of fellatio, but the promising tease pulled an exasperated huff from his nose. When he pulled back, the swollen head was released from his mouth with a wet 'pop.'

He wiped away any lingering saliva from his chin and licked his lower lip, as if savoring the taste that lingered there. "If that is what you wish," the fox purred. In one smooth motion, Kurama stood from the stool, lifted Hiei by the hips, turned, and pressed the fire demon's back against the tiled wall. With a low, relieved moan he pressed his aching shaft against Hiei's in a slow grind.

The redhead still had to lean down, but not by much, to press his open mouth against Hiei's neck. He scraped his teeth along the skin, up and down the length of his throat, while devious hands explored. The right hand traveled over a muscular thigh, while his left stroked Hiei's flank and slid lower to inch his fingers closer and closer to their goal, until his middle finger rubbed cautious circles around the puckered ring.

"Have you done this before, Hiei?" He purred against the smaller demon's ear. "Had sex with another man?" It was warm and sensual without the hint of a tease. He needed to know just how much, if anything, he needed to teach his partner.

 

[EDDE]

Kurama pulled away and Hiei recognized the distinct want of a low groan that held complaint wishing to bubble it's way up. He remained composed. It wasn't as hard as it might seem. Granted, he was still aching fiercely with the need to release the knot barely keeping him together. But being that he was no longer engulfed by that hot cavern and squeezed down tight throat it was much easier to maintain himself. Although he'd be lying if he tried to deny the fact that the heavy pop of sucking lips that accompanied its loss was just as shiver inducing as the way in which he pulled away.

As the redhead did so, sharply gripped bangs were let loose and allowed to slide through his fingers. They moved back toward the act they'd offered previously, ready to pet over that face again. And he was inexorably compelled to offer the same words that had gotten him the threat of those teeth in the first place if only to push the redheads annoyance with him further.

Where would be the fun in having that meek creature from before to toy with when Hiei knew a much more challenging one in the fox? Not that it mattered. Because just as he took in the breath it would take to offer the cruel tease, it was quickly deepened into a surprised full of air.

Hiei was not slow by any means. However, for some reason he was utterly incapable of keeping up with the sweeping motion that soon had him pinned against a cold wall under a warm body; not as warm as his own, but still he could tell even without the flush to silky light skin how well his partner had heated up.

With wide eyes, the hand that moved to offer another pet instead landed a desperate grasp on soft shoulder in his surprise, as if in supported of the sudden lack of weight of his own. Crimson eyes widened broadly and had to work themselves through several rapid blinks before he was able to catch up to what had just happened.

With no effort whatsoever the fox had lifted him right off his feet as one might a child.

Offense hit him like a ton of bricks and the picture of annoyance dripped from his features the moment he had the capacity to register it. His grip on both shoulder and the hair he did still have in the opposite hand tightened as he tensed against that offense and prepared to react accordingly. Unfortunately for him that look was wiped off his face practically immediately, and he didnt even have the time to decide what that 'according' reaction would be, as that warm body pressed against him further and the sudden-not-sudden friction to his sorely aching need nearly took his breath away. It was replaced with a desperate softness and a knitting of his brows that only lasted as long as it took for him to reign it, and the deep, low groan that accompanied it, in.

That wasn't long. Kurama waa only given a flash of that look before it calmed. But that didn't so much have to do with the fact that he had calmed it rather than the rest of the reaction his body inadvertently responded with.

Shock over the shpw of force-- how simply it was played out-- gripped him and sent a singing chill down his spine. Or perhaps it was the devastating attention that had returned. Either one shouldn't have effected him as heavily as it did though. At least not in his own mind. Not like this. Because the simple action even forced his body to coil. The flat of his feet caught the wall and curled knees hugged the larger body pressed against him. And the biggest reason Kurama lost the chance to see that look on his face came right along with it as his neck tensed and his forehead shoved itself rather forcefully down against the redheads shoulder. It was painful only for the unnatural eye beneath it's showing that caught the brunt of the change.

Why was he so slow all of a sudden? Was it simply that he was too sensitive to keep up? It had been a while, sure. But this wasn't an issue he'd had for a much much longer time; even when he'd staved off such needs for months or even years between finding someone to couple with.

And then came that mouth again. The cocky words from before had been lost on his own, and Kurama's was dragging its teeth roughly against the less than exposed throat.

This time a growl wasn't the answer. This time he didnt tense or shy away from the potential danger that specific act posed. This time the grip of both hands tightened and a short tug was given to raven hair in pulling those teeth closer as his head tilted and his chin lifted to rest on the shoulder he'd just been pressing against.

Because this time, unlike my other, and instinctual want to have those teeth dig into his own flesh was nearly as strong as the one that had nearly had his own doing the same to Kurama's.

Hiei had just been thinking he'd rather have a challenge than to take advantage of a meek, needy fox. Getting that very thing quite suddenly, as well as the deeply pleasurable actions taken against him, gave rise to his own needy moan to bubble out from somewhere deep inside of him.

He couldn't understand this; why this change had effected him as strongly as it had. Hiei hadn't had such a rough time keeping himself composed or been nearly as sensitive since back when he'd first started exploring his sexuality.

This fact was what had had him blurting out that last tease that had gotten him here. And that knowledge bothered him a lot more than his singing body was allowing him to express at the moment.

His saving grace came in the form of Kurama's actions against just as the fall had. Hiei had lost his words, which had been replaced with heavy, tone laden breaths that rose into the air past the redheads shoulder.

But the moment he registered where that probing hand was headed properly, as it offered an explorative pressure against his ass hole, he found them again. First came a single one, sharply growled in warning. "Fox."

As that hand that had been gripping his shoulder shifted quickly and pushed against it sharply, the other turned sharp in his hair once more; no longer for support, but in a show of keeping him in place as he pushed him back.

They weren't exactly an arms length apart through the show of force. In fact, all it truly served to do was push the redhead away enough that not only couldn't he reach Hiei's neck anymore, but it allowed a sharp look to piece forest eyes with crimson as Hiei cranes his neck enough to turn his head and offer it.

"You are the one who asked for everything," he reminded shortly. His tone portrayed his point pretty clearly. He did not expect to be the one in this position, even now. The short spat of words on the other hand, betrayed him in more way than one in properly making that clear.

Not that Hiei thought such a thing mattered. He was a man of few words in the best of circumstances, and tended to be betrayed by the ones that fell from his lips in others. But he had very little doubt the redhead understood exactly what he meant. He usually did. Whether or not he decided to play dumb on such things was another story.

But Kurama almost always knew what Hiei was saying. Even when he had to take a moment to piece things together. Even when Hiei wasn't clear.

The clearest part about it however, was definitely the fact that Hiei simply expected the foxy human to facilitate his want for change.

 

[FavoredFox]

What lovely noises his partner was making. He pressed his teeth harder into taunt skin, and he took the time to suckle and nibble on one spot in order to leave behind a hickey that matched his own. The fox compartmentalized the sounds he was given in response deep into his memory along with that strange new laugh. Kurama had just begun to start a new mark below Hiei's ear when a sharp force in his hair and a pushing hand forced him away from the delicious skin. "Yes?" he answered at the growling of his nickname while he tilted his head to touch their noses together in a canid rub.

hungry gleam came to emerald eyes which had only moments ago been dewy and submissive. Now they narrowed in on the fire demon like prey. "Trust me, Firecracker," he started in a low purr. A vine crept down the kitsune's back and along his left arm, and the probing digits disappeared for a few seconds, only to return slick and eager. "You will be giving me everything." The firm statement was cemented by the locking of their lips and the fox's middle finger pressing passed the tight entrance up to the knuckle.

It was hot. Scalding, even, inside of his partner. Kurama's hips rolled in a slow humping, unable to help himself as he imagined something else being engulfed in that heat that bordered on too hot; but only bordered. With the helpful distraction of a hungry kiss, the fox curled his finger in search of a pleasurable spot.

 

[EDDE]

The slight pinch of large almond eyes were the only show of want to pull away from the canid show of affection. It was something he'd grown a bit more accustomed to when it came to their make-out sessions over time so the affection itself wasn't the issue. Though neither was the closeness. The reason he didnt pull away was purely for the loss he would feel in losing any of the touch they were sharing at the moment. The problem was the fact that he was attempting to level that intense stare of his. And that particular kind of closeness made it incredibly difficult as he spoke.

As soon as he was done something entirely different had him backing down from that look of his though. The ability to relax just slightly at the loss of that finger helped to quell, but the majority of its loss came for the look he was given in return.

A hot, heavy breath bellowed from his chest as predatory green eyes stared him down. It wasn't exactly a look he was unused to. Although the last time he remembered being face with anything similar had been from a face softened by earlier age. And even though the water had softened his features deliciously now, it took nothing away from the deep felt guttural rise of a mix of anxiety, adrenaline, and arousal.

There was also the fact that this particular look was somehow very different than the one he'd seen on those gently curved features previously. But even if he'd had the mind to assess that difference, he wasn't given the time.

So far Kurama had garnered incredibly rare reactions from the small creature; things he hadn't felt or done in a very long time. But this.

Hiei had never felt a mix of emotion that had forced him in any way to back down before. He'd only ever been emboldened by such things. To be fair, in lieu of this very particular circumstance that probably wouldn't be the case. Hiei was in no way easily intimidated.

Yet still, Kurama was different. In a way he always had been. And while it may not have been the case in any other circumstance, the notion that it was now, and therefore could be in the future was definitely the thing that drew back his own intimidating look and replaced it with a much softer one.

He barely had time to recognize what was being said to him before those soft lips assaulted his own all over again. Just before they reached him a short grunt filled to the brim with complaint he couldn't begin to process let alone voice fell between them as the limb that was pushing them apart grew a shake and finger that had curled in red tresses lost their grip and allowed gravity to take his arm down to rest over Kurama's shoulder for a moment before those fingers found the spot between his shoulder blade to press into.

And still he barely had the chance to comprehend and return that gesture before his senses were assaulted even further by a brutal pang of sensitivity that had his eyebrows knitting and his eyes clamping shut as clenched muscle was penetrated and sent his nerves singing.

He was already so close before that the shivers of pleasure that raced through his form and pooled in his groin as Kurama prodded at his insides and the friction there that only pushed it further had him gasping frantically for breath and left him helplessly unable to return the attention of searching lips.

Then once more; within moments the redhead found exactly what he was searching for, whether purposefully or not. A cry of shock that came close to sounding pained for the sudden severity barreled from the smaller creature and tended every single muscle in his body tightened.

His legs hugged the body between them sharply, barred from hindering humping hips due to the placement. Pushing hand became pulling and the arm coiled over Kurama's shoulder joined it. With his back so heavily pressed against the tile the need to arch could have forced Hiei's chin back roughly enough to connect loudly with the wall. But the coiling reaction went the opposite way. His chin did lift, but instead it found it's place just over the crook for the Fox's neck next to a tugging hand as he lurched forward, his own neck straining with the slight twist and tilt that left it openly, beautifully exposed for previously teasing mouth to return to it's task if it wanted.

He found his voice again, but only for a moment before his throat closed off to anything other than frantic, shaky breaths through the bodily reaction.

"No. Kurama..." It was too much already. Much more and he would utterly lose the battle his body had just automatically engaged in in holding back what it had wanted to do desperately for a while now.

 

[FavoredFox]

A low rumble vibrated is chest and throat, a vulpine mockery of a feline purr. Hiei; stubborn, aggressive, fiery tempered, and prideful was falling apart in his arms. Who would have guessed that they shared the same weakness for pleasure? He was tempted to pull his head back and force the little fire demon to look at him, but Kurama allowed him at least that much. He would let his partner hide his lewd faces for now, because after this day he was sure he'd have many, many more chances to push on Hiei's boundaries, and he was sure the same would be done for his own. The fox turned his head to continue the pleasurable assault along the exposed throat, biting and kissing and licking while he looked for the best places to make his partner moan.

The loud cry of bliss had that rumbling purr growing into a full, pleased growl. Despite the denial, the redhead continued to curl and thrust his finger inside the heated body, and even added his ring finger. "Oh? Have I found it then?" Kurama's tone had lowered to husky and heady as it was released against wet, heated skin. Long digits spread and gently pinched Hiei's prostate between them, but was careful not to apply too much pressure. If he offered the fire demon release now, it would inevitably lead to a switch of positions, and while his original goal was to take the submissive role, Hiei had provoked the predator inside of him.

"It feels good, doesn't it?" He slipped in a third finger to stretch out the tiny ring. "But my fingers aren't enough, are they?" His words were playful, but not quite teasing. They were coaxing, and offered wonderful promises. "Tell me Firecracker," a sharp nip over a taunt tendon. "Tell me what you want."

 

[EDDE]

He was stuck for a long moment, forced to cling tightly to the warm body that was pressed against him; stuck between taking long, stuttered breaths and falling into short, frantic pants.

It had been a while since he'd felt the need to couple with another. And it had been years since he'd allowed himself to be placed into this particular position. But it was worse than that. Even when he'd been here before it was nothing like this. It was like he couldn't even comprehend it at first. It was nothing like the brutal onslaught of pain that co-mingled into pleasure given enough time that he was familiar with.

It was a brutal onslaught; but what little pain might have come with the new treatment as he was stretched and prodded open was utterly buried in an avalanche of pleasure he couldn't have expected even if he'd been warned.

Two fingers forced the deep breaths he'd been able to gulp in to break through fewer and father between the deep need to take in the shorter gasps. He'd lost his voice just after attempting his complaint; not that he would have much to say in the first place. He was far too preoccupied with the poor response his body gave to the decidedly new experience as each pinch to singing nerves had his limbs tensing so sharply in an attempt to coil away that they shook hard enough to loosen his grip just enough to notice, their release allowing him to regain the previous grasp only to repeat as Kurama's leisure.

It was instinctive. The utter rejection of the confusing, unfamiliar onslaught his body attempted for what was far too long of a moment disallowed any proper response to the initial question. There were several pauses that could have been attempts, and perhaps even an attempt at the second. However they could have just as easily been a sharp reaction to this new feeling between needy gasps.

It was with the addition of the third finger that a grounding began to take place; the racking torment of hurried stretching bringing him back to himself shortly. It was still nothing like he was used to. But the rippling pain that managed to dampen the invasive pleasure was just enough.

This was when he realized that he'd heard what the fox had to say. Or, at least this was when he was able to piece it together. And what followed came to him in real time, forcing a small, pathetic noise to find its way through his vocal chords.

It wasn't enough; despite the fact that even now he could barely manage to comprehend the pangs of pleasure that had produced bright stars behind his eyelids. The low, purring tone permeated his senses and brought the last of Kurama's taunt home hard as teeth graced sensitive, crawling skin once again.

That was it. He couldn't take it anymore. Despite the fact that the fox's actions were eager and really hadn't taken up much time, the wait was agonizing. He was right. He needed more. If only to make it past the torturous foreplay.

Whatever was left of Hiei's patience, or whatever the Hell it was holding him tight against the fox and back from doing exactly what was asked of him snapped sharply and whisked away without a second thought.

Through a heavy, frustrated moan small digits slid their way up under the sticky red mane and curled loosely against the base of his skull. There was a bit of a shake to his limbs as he unwound the sharp tension in them that had had him clinging so desperately. "What are you waiting for?" The question managed to loose itself from his chest fully, albeit with a heavy quake and absolute lack of any natural sharpness it usually held. He simple couldn't manage to keep the proper pitch as he uncoiled everything else almost smoothly.

Large crimson eyes had lost sight some time ago, forced into a pinch at some point. When his back sided against the cool tile completely he knew the only task he had left was to get them open if only so he could see whatever assault he'd be faced with next. And it was surprisingly easy too. His lids lifted just enough to see out of, a fire burning brightly behind a lust hazed stare that landed on the forest he'd managed to expose himself to.

"Take what you want," he added simply, his tone docile.

 

[FavoredFox]

It was getting harder and harder to postpone the inevitable penetration. Feeling his partner writhe (by Hiei's standards) against him, listening to his sounds of pleasure, and the tight heat squeezing around his fingers were quickly ramping up the kitsune's libido to brand new heights. Between them his shaft throbbed and twitched, drooling in want and gradually darkening in hue, but he didn't skip a beat. His long digits continued to pet and curl against silky inner walls while he waited; and he was so glad he waited.

Hiei pulled back and gave Kurama a lovely view of flushed cheeks and half lidded eyes. The sight alone pulled a groan from his throat. He offered no answer for the question, just licked his lower lip as Hiei answered his in such a delicious manner. He'd never seen the fire demon so biddable, and any thoughts he had on pushing for more flew out the window.

The fox captured the other's lips with his own while pulling his fingers free and grasping tightly to muscled butt cheeks. The kiss only lasted a moment, and he pulled back with a low growl. "That is a dangerous answer, Hiei," he warned with a playful lilt to his tone. Lifting the smaller demon up higher, he positioned himself carefully. With as much as he was dripping, there was little need for lube, but the little vine applied a generous amount to it anyway. The slick head carefully prodded at the stretched entrance, and the red head grit his teeth as he oh so slowly worked himself in. He paused when flared glands popped passed the tight ring of muscle and turned heated forest eyes to meet crimson gems.

Kurama resisted a chuckle when he purred a pleased "Good boy." Then shoved his partner down and thrust up his hips to fully sheath himself in one fluid motion. His eyes clamped shut and his teeth clenched, his lips pulling back to expose pearly whites. Every part of him tensed in a desperate attempt not to lose it right then and there. It was tight and hot, so amazing hot! It bordered on burning, but stopped just short. The sudden onslaught of pleasure threatened to overwhelm his virgin body. He managed to just barely hold back by biting his cheek and clenching his toes.

The fox hissed a curse under his breath. "Damn."

 

[EDDE]

Lips found his and they glued together effortlessly, a deep shiver wracking through him as he was given a short reprieve. A short chuckle barred his breath in response. The noise would definitely have been more challenging if the only thing he could muster at the moment wasn't something loose and warm.

Dangerous, was it? That had never stopped him before.

Pressure met his entrance and calloused hands curled tighter against the shoulders they were holding for support. Though his expression and tension in his body released itself smoothly as he managed to prepare for what would follow it. The shallow entrance slid home a lot smoother than he expected. There was far less pain than he expected, or had ever experienced. But then again, nearly the entire situation had been something different than anything else he was used to.

It was gentle, careful, and far less painful of an experience.

His shoulders rose through the bone deep shutter that loosened most of the tenisity throughout his body as the bulbous head sunk itself within him shallowly. That small tensity was the only bit of him that could display his surprise over the amount of pleasure that was outweighing any bit of discomfort he was feeling. His eyebrows knitted lightly but clenched jaw, neck, and even throat loosened and slacked enough for a low, appreciative noise to bubble from his chest unhindered. Those large, bloodied orbs didn't budge from the hold they'd taken on the emerald forest turned down on him. They were absolutely transfixed.

That is, until the next sudden surge of insanity roared through him like a title wave. When having thought he couldn't comprehend the feeling previously, it was nothing compared to this.

Kurama suddenly, and quite brutally, assaulted every sense of expectant pleasure the petite demon was now almost expecting as he drove into him. Hiei caught sight of the ceiling for a brief moment before the light of the room was replaced with the white hot flash from behind his lids. His chin lifted effortlessly in tune with the heavy roll of his eyes and displaced raven hair against the wall with a clipped crack as his crown found tile as just suddenly and sharply. The movement came from the force of a deep gasp as it wracked his chest. The sharp grip he'd taken was forced back and through a heavy tug would have brought the redhead closer as he coiled all over again.

With the loss of control over the strength the smaller creature had, it was entirely possible for Hiei to have stopped any further movement from the fox for at least a few moments if it hadn't been inturrupted by the positioning he'd placed himself in. Because of it, this was stopped short before it could bring him in fully; by the combination of the sharp arch in his back that had his chest barring him from yanking him in much closer, and with the sudden smack of his elbows back against the tile as he pulled. The arching, with elbows and head pressed roughly against the tile and legs squeezing around the fox's sides, instead had Hiei clinging tightly to the redhead, forced into a pathetic kneading that didn't block Kurama's continuance at all.

The cry that filled the steamy room previously paled in comparison to the one that released itself as he was split apart and filled so full. That filling put a sharp, then unwaning pressure against all of the right places; and flooded him with euphoria that filled him in another way, right to the brim, and caused him to spill over in heavy spurts.

The desperate noise petered into choked hums and short breaths quickly. Hiei was so utterly lost in the feeling that he couldn't even begin to focus on the picture he'd lost for himself, let alone the words pointed in his direction. And even if he'd been warned before the assault, the absolute precision and strength of the move would have unwound him just as easily. Really, there wouldn't have been any stopping his release shy of not doing what Kurama had done at all.

It was familiar, understood; this feeling that was also somehow utterly foreign. This was different from anything he'd experienced previously. And despite the fact that he couldn't gather a proper breath let alone much of anything else at the moment, that bit of understanding was something he could gather in the moment. Or at the very least, he could gather something he wasn't expecting despite certain legend tales he'd heard all sorts of whispers of within realms and circles of demons over the years.

That being that Kurama was exponentially better at this than he'd been willing to give him credit for when they'd started. And they'd barely even begun.

That part of his realization brought about something even more unwarranted than anything else he had given up to the elder demon before. Anxiety washed over him in a sudden, icey wave. Another new feeling gripped him much sharper; desperation.

"Kurama..." It was huffed hurriedly despite his lack of breath, almost whispered due to the lack. The barely breathed word also lacked the tone that would betray the sudden sense that clawed at him because of it even with how little time he gave himself to appreciate what his body had just been through.

The sharp reaction the fox had elicited had forced Hiei to tense so sharply that even the muscles that were made to loosen momentarily in rolling bliss as he came couldn't help him uncoil his grasp. Any of it. Small hands had the blunts strong fingers dug down heavily against the smooth, soft skin in their grasp there was a pretty his probability that the redhead would have round bruises in their shape circling where they were perched on his shoulders just outside of where his neck joined them. Tight, hurriedly stretched inside didn't have nearly that sort of strength. Although it might have bordered on painful to the sensitive organ invading him. It would have barred any continuance, forcing that bulbous head to remain flush against the sensitive bundle of nerves, able to hold him hostage until he lost the control he had pulled over himself.

Hiei had to force a couple of long, shaking breaths before he could find some semblance of control over them. When he did though, he also managed to carefully uncurl the aching joints in his fingers. Had they landed in any other position Hiei's nails surely would have broken the skin and washed them both in a wave of the scent of freshly spilled blood. He wouldn't have liked that at all. Even though he was sure it would have given him another surge of euphoria initially. Despite how very open he had been so far in sharing this particular weakness he didn't yet know they shared in, drawing blood in such an uncouth manner would probably have been more devastating than if he had managed to sob the name he'd called a few seconds ago.

Inadvertently holding his partner hostage for the few moments it took him to catch his breath had its advantages. It allowed him to calm down just long enough to make for what should have been a quick move, but lasted a little longer than he'd anticipated. But only because the shift inside him that happened when he did move to make it nearly had him losing control of the muscles in his limbs with the euphoric feeling it sent ringing through him all over again. Still, he did manage to change his grip bodily in a matter of seconds. That anxious feeling of losing the bliss suddenly helping to urge the action on.

He would have wrapped his legs around the redhead's waist if he could have gotten that far with that encumbering issue but he didn't quite make it there. His ankles and heels did manage to hook shapely thighs in an attempt to keep them connected though. In an effort to keep that grip that had barred his movement previously at bay he allowed his left hand to slide down the front of the fox's body and trail his fingers around his back below his shoulder. His dominant hand didn't have much to offer in the form of skin to skin contact aside from the fingers that were free of bonded wrappings so they made their way slipped up and under deep red locks and curled into a careful grip within them as large crimson eyes clouded with hazy lust managed to find their way back to locking on to forest green.

"Don't stop." This time, it wasn't a demand.

 

[FavoredFox]

It was insane and incredible. He could barely watch it, his right eye tightly shut and his left eye forced open half way. The fox hadn't been expecting Hiei to lose it so quickly, but watching the stoic fire demon lose himself so utterly in climax was almost enough to toss him over the edge himself. It was the vice like clenching of burning walls around his sensitive shaft that did him in. Small elbows clacked against the wall and Kurama lost his sight. Both eyes clamped shut and his lips pulled back in an expression that mimicked pain. His teeth clenched and a cursing hiss was forced passed them as his own orgasm dulled his senses to everything but the agonizing pleasure wracking his body.

The fire demon wrapped around him, and Kurama was forced to slow his thrusts into tiny grinds against that sweet little spot inside his lover while spilling his seed. Thin fingers dug into bony hips, and he resisted a pitiful whimper as Hiei's body continued to pleasure his recently spent shaft. He expected over sensitivity and pain. Through his own explorations, the fox had found that he was unfortunate enough to gain a human refractory period, even if it was shorter than the norm. Instead, his arousal remained high and his cock remained rock solid inside his lover. He would have found it strange if he weren't so happy for it. Having to stop now would be nothing short of tragic. Especially with that perfect plea that came as he opened his eyes to find crimson staring back at them.

"I don't intend to," he assured with a quiet pant. The fox shifted his arms, having to crouch slightly to hook Hiei's knees in the crooks of his elbows to pull them up higher and better expose his precious Firecracker.

Regaining his composure quickly in his desire to keep Hiei from regaining his, the fox gazed down with a predatory gaze that was just so promising. "You've never felt this before, have you?" It was a statement that didn't need an answer. Kurama leaned in to nibble under a small ear while he began a slow, grinding pace of thrusts. "You've only ever found your pleasure in quick, haphazard ruts which only felt good despite the pain that came with it." Hiei's earlobe was taken between soft lips and given sweet little suckles while the fox rolled his hips, gradually picking up speed. "You'll find I have no enjoyment of such things."

Still holding up Hiei's legs, soft palms pet along slick sides while Kurama's thumbs rubbed up and down over skin taunt covering firm muscles. Kurama felt an uncomfortable burning in his left leg, and he shifted carefully to put more pressure on the right. There was now way in hell he was going to lose this opportunity. He continued to rumble purring words, his lips vibrating against thin skin. "I won't stop. However long it takes I will find everything that drives you mad. Everything that rolls your eyes back into your head," he paused to pant a soft moan, thrusts gaining speed until the fire demon's back was being slapped against the tilted wall. "Everything that makes you scream. Everything that makes you drool and whimper and whine, because I get my pleasure out of showing you ecstasy."

The red head pulled back, rolling his shoulders to try and shrug off the hold Hiei had on him. A firm grip was taken on muscled cheeks for leverage and the fox leaned back to watch his lover writhe when he shifted their hips just right to jab into that little spot with each thrust still gaining in force. "Touch yourself Firecracker," he growled. He couldn't, or he would have done so already. "Cum for me. As much as you wish. We are not leaving this room until we are both completely and utterly spent."

 

[EDDE]

It was horrible. Even the movement it took to change his position sent a maddening shiver through his body. Or perhaps it was the response he got for the almost plea he had blurted out without thought or ability to control it.

Kurama shifted their position, and the change opened him up and split him apart even further as gravity did its job. Taught cheeks previously well connected against that driving pelvis sunk under the pressure and Hiei lost his breath for a long, long moment as he was seated properly and that grinding movement inside him didn't let up. But it wasn't just that. Large crimson orbs, drowning in pleasure and half lost under lashes and lids were stuck; glued forcefully up on the blazing forest staring down on him.

And then he started talking.

He found his breath; sucked in sharply and shakily as he felt himself shrinking and sinking deeper into a sea of utter loss and pleasure. He was spared those eyes after a few moments, but they were replaced with a far more devastating closeness of those words and horribly delicious touches that also came from that sinful mouth. He'd told Kurama time and time again that he talked to much and this was no different. He couldn't stand it when he went on and on like that. It had to be one of his worst qualities, really.... But it was different.

It was too much. He was beginning to feel absolutely helpless against it and he hated it. Breathless gasps and soft huffs were beating at his chest rampantly, only allowing quiet groans and light moans to escape him when his body tensed in all the worst ways against the onslaught of havoc being wreaked on him. He could do nothing else but hold on for dear life, his shaky grasp extending into his entire form at times and only able to strengthen itself into something tighter when various wild twitches of his insides rolled around the cock that was currently being used to drive them wild that send painful pangs of absolute ecstasy soaring through him all over again. The forced quiet in his voice was only driving all of this in a horrible, maddening circle.

He was dying. He had to be dying. He hoped he was dying. He was never going to live this down if he wasn't.

Kurama mentioned the rolling of his eyes and it forced him to recognise the complacency of his body. His eyes had closed themselves the moment he'd lost sight of Kurama's, but behind closed lids, they'd certainly rolled back. That particular blow to his ego was too much to ignore. It should have been such a small thing to be able to focus on and correct but as he did, he recognized that he began losing grip on the shallow tone of the noises he was making. Not on his own, but because his ears burned as they picked up the notion as Kurama brought it up. He grit his teeth and he attempted to close off his throat enough to calm them down.

Schooling his face and volume was insanely difficult as that horrible, delicious movement inside him only grew worse as the fox backed off of him. The burn it was forcing into his eyes kept them closed and forced him to focus solely on them, drawing the rest of his expression into something perfectly tortured. Keeping back what noise he could was forming a lump in his throat that was nearly as painful. He could manage. Pain was something he could handle easily. What he wasn't used to was what came next.

He was so focused on not being as complacent as he had been so far; on not doing the specific things that Kurama had pointed out previously. So when his hand was dropped into his lap, he did little more than comply with the imposing demand. Especially because he was far too busy focusing on something far more demanding.

Kurama thrust into him just right and Hiei tensed heavily. Clenched teeth rubbed against each other and his lips pressed together sharply. A meek noise bubbled past the blockade in his throat that he only barely manage to cut off in time. If there were a single noise in the world that Hiei could not stand to the nth degree it would be whining. What would have likely come out as a rather beautiful one for the fox was pinch quickly into a short whimper instead. It was hardly more tolerable.

"S-stop," he gasped miserably as he landed his vision up on the redhead. He had such a need to throw a familiar seething glare of ice and hatred up at the domineering figure looming over him, but what Kurama received was a wet, bleary eyed look of lost desperation. "Stop talking," he huffed in a cracked tone.