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By: CrimsonFox234
folder Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male › Hiei/Kurama
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 5
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Through the Door

Just another piece. I've been getting writer's block on my major stories, so I write these to help get back into the mind set of things.

Pairings: Hiei/Kurama, of course

Warning: Yaoi, gotta love the hardcore Boy on Boy action

Even more important of a warning! There is no plot and or point to this story!

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Through the Door

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It was mid-afternoon, and the motorcycle was just pulling into the small, two-level house after another boring day of his all boy school. His sister had been allowed to go to the neighborhood school, but do to…‘unpleasant events’ … Hiei had been forced into the strict school almost twenty minutes away, but at least he had gotten the bike out of the deal. Pulling off his helmet, Hiei barely acknowledge the group of teens sitting in the front room as he headed straight for his dark and secluded bedroom.

Running a hand through his spiky black and white hair after pulling off his motorcycle helmet, Hiei’s deep crimson eyes scanned the empty bedroom. Three earrings decorated his left ear’s cartilage while the right one had a ring on the very tip with a chain that led down to the one in the lobe. His sister was downstairs with her friends again. He didn’t really care for gatherings so he opted to hide away in his room instead.

The two had completely different sets of friends. For one… well… Yukina had friends… technically speaking that was the only difference, but no need to go into such details.

Hiei settled on the constantly disheveled bed, trying to think of what he could do for the rest of the day. The group was in the den, so he couldn’t watch television, and he wasn’t in the mood to go driving around aimlessly again. Laying out on the bed, Hiei stared up at the dusty ceiling for a few minutes before he heard the door being knocked upon.

“Who is it?” his deep voice demanded of the unseen intruder, he hadn’t bothered to sit up to find out.

There were no words, just the door opening to reveal one of Yukina’s friends from downstairs.

“Bathroom’s two doors that way,” he snorted before he heard the click of the lock and noticed it was the tall, lucsiuos redhead.

“Thank you, but I’ve found what I was looking for,” he chuckled softly, and slowly glided all the way up to the small bed with a sexy smirk continuously playing on his lips.

As always, he recognized that sensual, alto voice. “Hn,” Hiei sat up on his elbows and gave the slightest hint of a smile.

They had done this before, Yukina and her friends from school would come over with this Kurama always in the group, and the redhead would sneak into his room to talk and make out, and every now and then… a little more than that.

“How have you been, Hiei?” he sat on the bed next to the punk Goth in black leather.

“Fine, you?” he hungrily eyed the lithe body hiding under the multiple layers of clothing.

“I’ve been good, but you look a little hot in that jacket,” he started to reach over and open the front of the coat while his tongue was already playing on the outside of the ear, teasing the cold chain that connected the earrings.

“Hn, I could say the same about you and that school uniform,” he smirked up at the beauty hovering over him. Their bodies were barely touching except for

“Really? I felt rather cool until I came in here.”

“Then maybe you should stop coming in here.”

“But your taste keeps me coming back for more, and I'm always hungrier than the last time.”

Hiei pulled at one of the boy’s side locks so their lips met in a fierce kiss.

“Oh,” Kurama groaned into the hot mouth as he was pull atop the shorter teen, and their arousals rubbed against one another.

“Mngh,” Hiei pushed down on Kurama's shoulders, signaling what it was that he wanted.

“A little anxious today, aren’t we?”

“How long do you think it’ll be until the others try to figure out where it is that you went to?”

“I told them I was having a stomachache, so they might give me a little longer than usual.”

“Hn, and what’s wrong with your stomach?”

“Right now? I’m feeling a little hungry for a nice piece of meat.”

Hiei actually laughed, Kurama could say some of the funniest things sometimes when he was horny.

“Hey, come on, you have to get into the mood too,” he pouted, playing with one of his side locks between his fingers.

“I’ll get into the mood when you’re pretty and talented lips are wrapped around my cock.”

“There we go. That’s much more like it,” Kurama slid to the edge of the bed and on to the floor, pulling Hiei’s legs to either side of him, and ran long fingers over Hiei’s straining sex that was tenting the front of his rather tightly fitting pants.

“Mm.”

Watching Hiei’s face closely, Kurama started to open the front of the fitted jeans to allow the release of the tasty morsel the teenage boy had been hungering for since the last time the two had been together.

“Ngh,” he felt the tip of his cock surrounded by the talented hot, wet mouth, and was suckled softly at first, “Oh, yeah,” he whimpered softly, running a hand through the thick mass of ruby hair.

Taking almost the entire member into his mouth, Kurama pleasured his lover as much as his very talented lips and tongue could, which, judging by Hiei’s heavy pants and almost silent pleas to continue doing more, he was doing quite well.

The gothic teen pressed up into the warm mouth, feeling the teeth scrape him every now and then.

He wrapped his hand tightly around the base of the enlarged manhood, letting his tongue slide up and around the tasty sex before sitting back on his heels.

“Hey!” Hiei growled when Kurama pulled away, and cool air caressed his member.

“Hm, I didn’t say I wanted you to cum in my mouth,” he stood and started to open the top of his pink uniform jacket, and pulled off the rest of his clothing, making sure to give Hiei the best strip show in town.

Screw the town, Kurama was the only thing that the teenage Goth ever wanted to look at, touch, or feel in the entire planet and more than likely the entire universe. Kurama was the ultimate gorgeous creature in the spiky haired boy’s mind. Hiei watched completely enthralled in the skin, slowly being revealed to him, “So beautiful,” he murmured softly.

“Mm, and you’re not so bad yourself,” he crawled on top, pressing down on the thick arousal.

“Wait, you’re not prepared,” but he was cut off with a deep kiss and determined hips pressing down on him. After being fully seated though, Hiei refused to allow Kurama to move until he was sure that the redhead was ready. The pace started out slowly while a thick wet tongue played with the three earrings on hiei's ear. "Oh," Hiei felt the need flowing through him as his sensitive ears were teased.

“Shh, it’s okay,” he whispered into his toy while he rolled his hips over the other teen's, begging Hiei to start moving faster.

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Meanwhile, downstairs…

“I wonder what’s taking Kurama so long?” Yukina looked at the hallway leading to the stairwell.

“He’s probably got diarrhea or somthin’,” Kazuma shrugged.

“Nah, he’s probably tying to bang your brother. Ya saw the way he looks at short stack when he comes in.”

“Yes, he does tend to look lie a starving dog staring at a juicy piece of meat,” Keiko sighed.

“You are not allowed to refer to anyone as a juicy piece of meat ever again,” Yusuke stated firmly, “unless it’s me.”

“You? A juicy piece of meat?” she laughed.

*****

Chewing on his lip, the redhead continued to stand in font of the door to the boy’s room with his hand raised about ready to knock on the dark mahogany door. He wanted very much just to talk to Hiei even if for a little bit, but… Hiei isn’t exactly the social type, and he could swear that he heard little pleas and pants. Maybe Hiei already had someone…

*****

“Ngh,” Hiei came silently over his hand as he pictured the beautiful boy moving over him, impaled on his cock. Breathing heavily, he laid back in bed, still thinking about the amazing beauty that was just down stairs, or rather… just outside the door, listening to his ravaged huffs and gasps.

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THE END

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Ah, one shots, they're fun. Please, let me know what you all think!
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