Possession

Hiei woke to Kurama shaking him. “Hiei, how do you feel?” the redhead asked softly when Hiei’s eyes managed to focus on him.

The koorime pushed himself up silently. Something niggled at his brain, but it wasn’t specific. Something about Yusuke. He looked over and saw the brunet lying on the sand across from him. “What happened?” he asked.

Kurama followed Hiei’s gaze, “He’s okay. You both exhausted yourselves. You’ve been fighting constantly for two weeks. Are you satisfied with his progress, Hiei?”

Hiei looked at the redhead and then back at the toushin lying on the ground. “Who fell first?”

“It happened at the same time,” Kurama replied.

“Hn,” Hiei answered, something still nibbling at his brain. It was too vague to pin down so he let it go. “We’ll see how long it takes him to wake up.” He looked again at the redhead, “Why are you here?”

“You and Yusuke asked me here, but when I arrived, you were training.” Kurama looked down and back up with a slightly knowing smile, “I’d hoped you two had finally worked things out so we could all have fun together.”

“Fun?” Yusuke’s voice was ragged as he pushed himself up into a seating position.

Kurama gave Hiei another knowing grin and then crawled over to Yusuke, making the movement both sensual and predatory. Hiei couldn’t take his eyes off the redhead and he knew that was why the redhead moved that way.

“Yes, Yusuke, fun. Or did he not mention that before you began training? I had hoped maybe to find you two had started,” Kurama’s voice was a sultry purr as he crawled over the boy’s lap.

“I…” Yusuke swallowed visibly and started again, “I didn’t give him a chance to say anything. I…” his voice went higher, “I wanted to show him I’d been training on my own.” The last words were almost pathetically hungry as he lay back down under Kurama.

“But, it’s ever so much better to train with someone,” Kurama purred, nuzzling into Yusuke’s neck before looking over to Hiei, “Right?”

Shaking himself a little, Hiei managed a small smile, “Right.” He crawled over to Kurama, his hand tangling in the flowing red locks. Briefly, he had an image of blood, but the desire in those green eyes dispelled it as quickly as it came up. He kissed Kurama hungrily, as if his very life depended on the redhead’s lips.

Kurama pulled away, a grin on his lips, “Do you really want to continue here? I’m not terribly fond of sand in delicate areas and I’m sure Yusuke has more comfortable places, if he wants to have fun with us.” His grin grew, his eyes glittering, “Or maybe even watch us if he’s not ready yet.”

“Show off,” Hiei murmured before turning to Yusuke. “Well?”

“I think my room would be…acceptable,” the toushin panted out.

Kurama stood, stepping to the side to offer Yusuke a hand up and then drew him close, “May I?”

“What are you asking for?” Yusuke asked, confused.

“It’s polite to ask the first time,” Kurama replied, purring softly.

Yusuke snorted, “When have I ever cared about polite?” Kurama tilted his head, a touch of impatience showing. “Yeah, I want you to,” Yusuke growled out.

Kurama brushed his lips against Yusuke’s lightly before claiming the boy’s mouth completely. Hiei felt something tightening in his body, around his core, but put it down as lust and feeling mildly left out. He wanted to kiss Yusuke, wanted to make the brunet his as much as Kurama was his. A correction went through his head, he was Kurama’s. This assertation warred with his ego, his ego eventually not so much conceding as labeling it as one of those things that didn’t matter as long as he got what he wanted.

And, he wanted to be under the fox. He was never the one taken, always the one taking. Why did he now want to be under Kurama? Before he could puzzle it out, Kurama called to him softly.

“Do you want to taste?” the redhead asked, offering him Yusuke.

The brunet’s eyes were glazed with lust and as Hiei’s eyes traveled his body, he could see the stirrings of lust throughout the toushin’s body. When Yusuke leaned toward him, resistance fled and he claimed the boy as his own in a bruising kiss, using the toushin’s hair to pull him closer. Yusuke’s moan of pleasure heightened Hiei’s need and he started to pull the toushin closer.

“Let’s go someplace more comfortable,” Kurama’s voice gently brought Hiei back to himself, reminding him of his desire to be taken by the redhead.

“This way,” Yusuke panted out, taking them both by the hand and leading them out of the arena. Any servants quickly melded into the shadows, leaving their way clear. Yusuke kicked open the door to his room rather than let go of the hands he was holding. “How’s this?” he asked, a hint of pride in his voice.

The room was huge, though the decoration had more to do with an old porn film than anything resembling taste. There were leopard print beanbags littering the floor, a fur blanket of what might be tiger if it weren’t purple on the bed and odd light fixtures, including lava lamps, on every flat surface. Hiei looked at Kurama and the redhead’s face was twisted painfully.

Yusuke looked over his shoulder and grinned, “Just kidding. That was here when I moved in. It’s disgusting, isn’t it?” He laughed and led them down the hall a little farther and kicked open a door that led into a more normal human-type room. A larger bed sat in the corner covered with a dark blue blanket and a few pillows. A desk sat on the wall opposite it and a couple of worn looking chairs between the two larger pieces. “This is my room,” Yusuke said softly.

Kurama took the lead, pushing Yusuke ahead of himself and Hiei into the room. “This is very nice,” he said softly. When the three of them were in, Kurama turned and closed the door behind them, “Now, how do we want to do this?”

“Take me,” Hiei blurted out. He hid his surprise at his bluntness and his request as the other two turned to look at him.

There was a fire that almost burned gold in Kurama’s eyes as he asked, “Really? May I?”

“Hn. Don’t make me repeat myself,” Hiei groused, trying to maintain something of his normal demeanor.

“So, where does that leave me?” Yusuke pouted.

Kurama turned that fire onto Yusuke and Hiei could see him swallow as the redhead advanced. The boy didn’t move and Kurama nuzzled into him, bending to lick his neck, “You could take me.”

Hiei watched as the boy’s knees almost dropped him. Kurama wrapped an arm around Yusuke’s waist and then claimed his lips in a kiss that rivaled Hiei’s for possessiveness. Hiei found himself crossing the room, his hands pulling at Yusuke’s clothing, a brief image of them torn, of blood flickering in his mind and vanishing before he could really pin it down. Before he could devote too much attention to it, a long lusty groan from Yusuke drew his mind back to the matter at hand, or rather, the flesh in his hand. During his short distraction, he had already unfastened Yusuke’s pants and was working the toushin’s already hard shaft. A groan from Kurama drew Hiei’s attention enough to see the boy had figured things out enough to do the same to the redhead.

“Let’s get on with it,” Hiei declared, crossing the room and throwing off his clothes as he did.

“So quickly?” Kurama teased though he followed, stripping easily. He looked over his shoulder, “Watch and you’ll know what to do, Yusuke.”

“I wanna kiss more,” Yusuke complained, tripping over his pants as he followed the other two.

“Oh, we will. Later. You know Hiei. He liked to establish things quickly and then go back and fill in the details,” Kurama reassured the boy, his eyes on Hiei as the koorime climbed onto the bed, remaining on his hands and knees.

“Kissing is a…oh, fuck,” Yusuke panted.

Hiei turned to see the boy’s eyes focused on his ass. “Stop wasting time,” he growled.

Kurama crawled on the bed behind Hiei, his hands caressing the koorime’s bared ass, “There does need to be a little introduction, Hiei.” Hiei started to growl, the sound cut off when Kurama’s lips brushed against his skin. He felt the kitsune’s sigh brush over his skin and twisted enough to see that Yusuke was kneeling behind Kurama, most likely mimicking the redhead’s actions.

“Don’t tease me, fox,” the koorime growled.

“Not at all, Hiei, not at all,” the redhead promised as his slicked fingers suddenly pressed into Hiei’s body. Not one, but three at once.

Hiei’s back arched, his head snapping back as he yelped in shock and pleasure. He heard Kurama’s cry as he was convinced Yusuke was mimicking the fox. “Bastard,” Hiei hissed out.

“I warned you, Hiei,” Kurama panted.

Hiei let his head hang between his arms, forcing his body to relax as the redhead fucked him hard with his fingers. As he began rocking back into the touch, Kurama panted out, “Do you want more, Hiei?”

Need coiled deep within him, wrapped around him, consumed him until the sound that fell from his lips could only be called begging, “Yes.” His world stopped as Kurama’s fingers left his body, the feeling of something else being drawn out of him teasing the fringes of his perception. When Kurama’s shaft filled him, he groaned, his world overwhelmed in the sensation. Oddly, he could feel Yusuke entering Kurama, the kitsune’s shaft dancing in his hole enticingly. He panted, sweat dripping from his skin as the redhead held them still.

When Kurama moved, there was nothing gentle about it. He gripped Hiei’s hip bruisingly in one hand, the other on Yusuke’s hip with the same strength. He guided them rapidly to the heights of passion. Hiei could hear Yusuke’s yelps and groans, Kurama’s harsh breathing and moans, his own panting as he let the movement of the kitsune’s shaft in his body breathe for him.

Hiei felt his orgasm hovering just out of reach, just beyond his body. He arched his back, curled up, tried to get the fox’s shaft to brush against that spot that might trigger it to no avail. “Please,” he panted softly, not sure if he wanted the word to be heard above the sound of flesh meeting and the breathing of the other two.

A few more harsh strokes and Kurama actually moved them faster. “Don’t hold back,” he panted. “Let it out.”

A shock of recognition ran through Hiei though what it was about was washed from his mind before he could grasp it in the tidal wave of his orgasm, a much stronger orgasm than he could ever remember having before. The world went white and nothing mattered at all as pleasure consumed him like a wildfire.

The next thing he was aware of, Hiei was on his side, Kurama panting behind him, Yusuke panting, his arm resting across Kurama’s body so that his hand was on Hiei. With a frown, Hiei tried to remember what it was he realized, what had made him uneasy, but he couldn’t really remember even being uneasy. Kurama’s hand brushed gently against his hair and he sighed, allowing himself to enjoy the touch.

“I’d like to see you two sometime,” Kurama murmured, his voice lazy and sated.

“See us?” Yusuke asked from the edge of sleep.

“I love seeing the ones I love playing together,” Kurama laughed lightly.

Yusuke nuzzled closer, his hand moving so he held Hiei closer to Kurama, “Crazy fox. Why did I wait so long for this?”

“Who knows?” Hiei murmured. “You were human.”

“Will you two stay here with me?” Yusuke’s voice became timid. “I miss being around people I know and while I know I’m supposed to be some powerful demon, I get lonely,” he confessed, his voice buried in Kurama’s hair.

“As much as I’m allowed,” Hiei muttered, letting the calm and safety of their arms lull him into sleep.

“Of course, as much as I can, Yusuke. I love you, after all,” Kurama murmured. “I have to protect what I love.”

From the fringes of what he could perceive, Hiei heard, “I have to protect what is mine.” He frowned but didn’t care enough to pursue the thought. He was entirely too comfortable where he was.

That night, he dreamed of velvet chains.

A/N Thus it ends. I think the chain is understandable now. Enjoy, leave cookies, cherries, whatever.