The Second Unmarked Videotape

The following are the events preceding the ones in the previous chapter. Those of you, who are new to the Unmarked Videotape series, may be confused. These Behind the Scenes Extra chapters where written at a latter date in response to the request that the reader get to see Hiei and Kurama’s plotting and/or making of the videotapes.

The Second Unmarked Videotape By: boysluvcraft
Behind the Scenes Extra!

Kurama was supposed to have been working on a report for his collage class. He was usually very good about staying on task, but today all he could do was fidget.
Kurama stared hard at his computer screen as if his sheer force of will could cause the report to finish itself. His mind was elsewhere he was thinking about Hiei, and the hot night of sex they had two days ago. He watched while Hiei, the sullen and surly fire demon, made a sex tape. Yesterday, Hiei went off to give said tape to their mutual friend, Yusuke Urameshi. He hadn’t heard from either since.

Kurama was so lost in his thoughts, that he was nearly startled out of his wits when a pair of dainty hands covered his eyes.

“Guess who.”

“Hiei!” Kurama gasped in surprise.

Hiei chuckled, “Got cha.”

Kurama cursed himself for letting Hiei sneak up behind him. Surprising him gave the smaller demon way too much pleasure. Then he took note of Hiei’s expression and the rare playfulness.

“You’re in a good mood,” Kurama opened, “May I take that as a sign that things went well with Yusuke and the tape?”

“Oh it went well all right,” Hiei was being coy.

“So he didn’t freak out?” Kurama pressed.

“Depends on your definition,” Hiei smirked, “I for one, would say things got a little freaky.”

Normally Kurama could play these word games all day, but he was dieing to know, “Damn it, Hiei! Tell me what happened!”

“First, I went to give Yusuke the tape, but he was leaving to see that woman of his,” Hiei began.

“That’s right, he and Keiko have a standing date every Saturday,” Kurama recalled.

“That was a date? All he did was carry stuff for her. I’m glad we’re not dating, I prefer getting laid.” Hiei harrumphed.

Kurama couldn’t help but laugh, “Most people who date do sleep together, eventfully. Their relationship just hasn’t gotten to that level yet.”

Hiei rolled his eyes and got back on topic. “Anyway, I gave him the tape before he met up with her. Then I… hung around for awhile.”

“You followed him around and spied on him,” Kurama called him out.

“I wanted to see his reaction when he watched the tape!” Hiei said defensively.

“And what was his reaction?” Kurama asked on the edge of his seat.

Hiei licked his lips. His smirk had graduated to a full blown grin.

“He liked it?!” Kurama’s excitement was mounting.

“He more than liked it,” Hiei told him. “It got him hard and wanting. And…”

“And?” Kurama pressed.

Hiei was smug, “And I decided to give him exactly what he wanted.”

Kurama was positively dumbfounded, by this new revelation. Images of the two flashed through the fox’s mind. Hiei kissing Yusuke. Their tongues twining and dueling. He wondered if the kissing was tender or harsh. Hiei touching Yusuke. Yusuke shattering under Hiei’s expert hands. Hiei mounting Yusuke. Kurama imaged their bodies moving and melting together all night long.

“Show me,” Kurama’s voice was a low purr, “Show me how you did it.”

Kurama’s arousal bulged plainly in his pants, and he made no effort to hide it. Hiei licked his lips in appreciation. He glided across the few feet separating them and delicately caressed the trapped member. Kurama moaned and nearly melted at the touch.

“Is anyone home?” Hiei stole a glance at Kurama’s bedroom door.

Kurama shook his quickly clouding head, “No. Father took Shuichi to a ballgame. Mother’s gone to her book club. We’ll have that house all to ourselves for hours.”

“Good. Take off your clothes and get in the bed. ”

“On my hands and knees or on my back?”

“On your back.”

Kurama happily did as he was told while Hiei went to the door and locked it. Better safe than sorry, right? Hiei turned from the door, slowly undressing himself.
He eyed the fox lying on the bed. Kurama was leisurely stroking his cock as he watched Hiei undress. Hiei crawled into the bed. He coached Kurama into sitting up.

“Let’s see,” Hiei searched his memory, “First I think I kissed him, like this.” He brushed his fingers against Kurama’s cheeks and pulled him in for a forceful kiss.

“And then I held him like this.” Hiei pulled himself up on Kurama’s thighs and caressed his sides. He took Kurama hands and slid them down his front. “And he touched me like that.”

“Hiei…” Kurama moaned as he continued to stroke the others toned flesh with his hands and his body. The touching felt good enough, but Hiei’s insistent narration made it all the more erotic.

“It gets better,” Hiei nibbled on his neck, “You know what he asked me? He asked me to do him.”

“He asked for it?” Kurama said, “Damn that’s hot.”

“It was,” Hiei confirmed. “Now ask.”

“Huh?” Kurama asked hazy.

“We’re recreating it right? And you’re Yusuke, so ask. Ask me do you.”

“Hmm, do me Hiei,” Kurama giggled.

“Good enough.” Hiei pushed him flat on the bed and kissed down his body. He almost went for the cock where it stood out from a tuft of curly red hair, but as if an afterthought he detoured to lap at the junction between hip and thigh.

“He opened himself to me quite willingly. I think he would have allowed me to mount him right away. Of, course, I didn’t. I was sure he had never done anything like this before, so he’d need preparation first.” Hiei demonstrated, reaching down to massage Kurama’s orifice.

Kurama was used to it. His body reflexive opened to Hiei. However, Hiei ignored it and continued to rub the passage as he did with Yusuke. Kurama moaned. His legs shook with frustration. He wanted to be penetrated, yet the little circles that Hiei traced around his hole felt so good. Finally, Hiei slipped the digit inside.

“He took the first finger well. When I sure he wasn’t in any pain, I added a second. But his poor virgin ass had trouble with two, so I had to distract him.” Hiei pumped Kurama’s needy cock, “But not too much. I didn’t want Yusuke going off before the main event.”

Hiei finished the preparation and moved over Kurama, placing his dripping member at Kurama’s entrance. “And then… I he took him with one smooth thrust. Ngh… I told him to… to just relax, it’ll feel better soon. Hmmm… It‘ll feel so good soon.”

“I’m so proud of you,” Kurama sighed, “Being so gentle with him on his first time.” Then, “But Hiei, this is far from my first time, so can we…”

“Right.”

Hiei pulled out, but not quite as carefully, as he had with Yusuke. Then he thrust himself back in, starting a series of smooth thrusts. The slow pace felt far more intimate than their usual frenzied love making was. Kurama became acutely aware of his bedmate’s every mannerism; Hiei’s burning tongue lapping at his nipple, and the subtle sighs that escaped Hiei’s lips; Hiei’s hands trembling on his hips. But the most prominent thing was his face. Kurama couldn’t stop staring at the expression on Hiei’s face as he made love to him. Sweat dripped from his temples. His lips were slightly parted. His eyes were closed in immense concentration. He winced as he withdrew from Kurama, as if the separation pained him, but when they reconnected a look that was more than passion crossed if features. It was tenderness; it was joy; it was like coming home.

“You okay, Kurama?” Hiei looked down at him, concern written on his features.

Kurama hadn’t realized he’d been crying. He curled up, capturing Hiei’s lips in a soft salty kiss. He whispered to him, “I want more.”

“Ha, that’s what Yusuke said,” Hiei smirked, however without the accustomed arrogance, “And this is what I did.”

He pushed Kurama’s knees up to his chest, lifting his hips. Hiei knew just the angle to drive into Kurama to hit his sweet spot. Those oh-so familiar, but always elusive sparks of pleasure shot up Kurama’s spine and straight to the center of his brain. The pressure built until he could no longer take it. He worked his hand between their bodies and started stoking his own dick in time with Hiei’s trusts. All too soon Kurama was coming.

Above him, Hiei panted, “And then… And then…Ahhh!” Hiei came. When he’d caught his breath, he said, “That’s about how it went. He fell asleep. Now, I’m here to report.”

“You’re here to kiss and tell,” Kurama mock tut-tuted.

“More like show and tell,” Hiei corrected him. “Anyhow, when are you going to make your move? I know you want him.”

“Yes,” Kurama folded his arms around Hiei as he pondered the situation, “The real question is how to go about it.”

“You can always do it they way I did,” Hiei said with a half-heated yawn.

“Hmm.” The more Kurama thought about it the more he liked it. “Hiei, do you remember that place where we went camping last month? Of course you do. How could you forget? Can you meet me there on Wednesday?”

“What for?”

“We’re going to make a sequel.”

A/N: I know I haven’t gotten to the taping yet. The bedroom scene took loner than I thought-- I kinda lost control of the situation, ha. I’ll write another extra for the taping of the 2nd UV, kay? I wrote this whole chapter in one evening while stuck in bed with a cold. Hope you like, please leave a review.