Go Ask Alice

 

Here you go kids! Chapter two of 'Go Ask Alice'. 

Today's update is brought to you earlier than I probably would have initially in honour of blueutopiah and her upcoming birthday.  



Warnings: Sex. Language. Drug use. Threesome. Again, this is unbeta'd, so excuse my midtakes and errors.

Parings: Hiei/Kurama/Yusuke, Hiei/Kurama, Youko/Kuronue/Yusuke

Disclaimer: I in no way own Yu Yu Hakusho, I just use the characters for my own nefarious purposes. 













Two: Kids In Love

 

 

Hiei’s back was propped against a wall, his hands gripping the carpet absently, the individual threads of the fabric intensified under his fingers. He had no idea why, exactly, but he couldn’t look away from the multi colored lights strobing over the ceiling and wall opposite him. The bass from the music vibrated through his finger tips and kept him connected to the floor, the only thing keeping him from vibrating apart and floating away. If it weren’t for his grip on the floor, he might just become part of the music, and be gone.

 

He tried to remember when he’s started to feel like this, and how it had gotten so intense, so fast, but his thoughts were scattered and incomplete, and just when he thought he’d managed to form a complete thought, it raced away on a blur of colour and sound. Kurama, his red hair, and bright green eyes. The little orange pill, with a strange orange dog on one side, broken in half with a knife. Yusuke laughing and telling him to give it time when Hiei had claimed that he wasn’t feeling anything.

                                                          

And then… Hiei wasn’t quite sure.

 

Slowly the world had started to tilt a little. The lights took on a glow around the edges, and Hiei’s hands had started to shake, his teeth chattering like he was in outside in the below freezing weather.

 

He had no idea how long he’d been sitting against the wall, watching the lights, but it felt like hours, but it could have been days or merely minutes. Hiei jumped as a warm hand stroked down his arms, the warmth tingling and spreading through his entire body until it almost felt cold again. He blinked, turning to find Kurama sitting close to him, the redhead literally glittering, whether from the copious amounts of glitter a couple of the girls who’d arrived earlier had been throwing around, or the drugs, Hiei didn’t know, but Hiei couldn’t resist reaching out to stoke long red hair. It was unbelievably soft, and Hiei found himself entranced by the texture.

 

Kurama’s fingers stroked through his own hair, and the other teen’s lowered voice drew Hiei from his reprieve. “Hiei, come on,” It sounded like something he’d repeated once or twice and when Kurama had Hiei’s attention, he was pulling him to his feet, using a tight grip on Hiei’s hand to pull him through a crowd of people, towards stairs and precious space, where it wasn’t a crush of body on body. The difference made the world feel infinite.

 

Kuronue and Youko were pressed together in the stairwell, the darker boy pressing Youko into the wall, his hand on Youko’s throat, his voice low as he pressed into the paler teen. Hiei blinked at them, a little curiously as Youko arched desperately into Kuronue as the darker haired boy fisted a hand in blonde hair, eyes glowing golden in the dark.

 

Hiei blinked, and he was dragged away again, the image imprinted in his mind for a moment before he was distracted again.

 

The overly loud music was muffled as Kurama dragged him up the stairs, the vibrations barely shaking the walls and floor as the redhead dragged Hiei into the guest room, locking the door behind them. Yusuke was sitting on the windowsill smoking.

 

The brunette glanced up as Kurama approached him, leaving Hiei staring at the wall, touching it lightly, absorbed by the texture. “How is he?” Yusuke asked, nodding at Hiei as he offered the cigarette to Kurama.

 

The redhead nodded with a shrug. “He’s rolling. Hard. But, he’ll be alright. I found him staring at the strobe lights,” Yusuke snorted and Kurama laughed lightly as well. “I seem to remember finding someone outside in the grass, talking to the stars about how he’d never been so completely connected to the earth,” Kurama smirked as he leaned into Yusuke, receiving a kiss for his teasing.

 

“Yeah, well, someone left me alone in the house, and it was stifling to be inside. Or something like that because I don’t really remember my exact thought process,” It was Kurama’s turn to smirk, leaning into the darker boy for another kiss. Yusuke’s hands gripped Kurama’s hips, slipping under the tee-shirt to stroke soft skin. Yusuke chuckled against Kurama’s lips. “You know, I don’t remember a lot of that night, but I do remember some pretty fantastic sex.”

 

“Mm,” Kurama murmured, pulling back slightly from Yusuke to looking from him to Hiei. “The sex is usually pretty fantastic, Yusuke, unless I’m off my mark. C’mon. Let’s play with Hiei,” He took the other boy by the hand, dragging him off the windowsill. Hiei had stretched out on the bed, stroking the sheets.

 

Yusuke smirked, standing easily, offering Kurama another pill from a baggie sitting on the sill next to his ash tray. Kurama accepted the pill from Yusuke’s fingers with a smirk, leaning in to kiss the brunette, before pulling away and heading for the bed. Yusuke smirked, swallowing a pill with the last of the water in his cup and followed the redhead.

 

Kurama was stretched over Hiei, stroking the smaller teen’s skin as he slowly pushed his tee-shirt up his chest. Yusuke dropped his own shirt to the floor before he crawled up the bed, dropping a kiss on Hiei’s stomach as he did.

 

Hiei gasped a little at the contact, his hand coming up to thread through Yusuke’s hair, breaking up the gel in it as he did.

 

Kurama chuckled slightly, running his fingers down the bridge of Hiei’s nose, forcing the red-brown eyes to attempt to focus on him. Hiei gasped into the soft kiss that Kurama slowly deepened, both hands threading into Hiei’s hair. Hiei gasped, torn between grasping Kurama closer to him and fully experiencing Yusuke’s mouth as it moved over his stomach, towards his chest, leaving bruising bite marks in his wake.

 

“Ah,” Kurama cried out into Hiei’s mouth as the smaller teen raked his nails up his back, his nails digging in as he pulled Kurama closer, pushing his shirt up in the process. Kurama gasped again as Yusuke’s hand joined Hiei’s, tracing intricate patterns on the skin. Glazed green eyes turned on Yusuke curiously and chocolate brown sparkled back at him, and Yusuke pushed up, pushing both Kurama and Hiei’s shirts up and off in the process. He leaned down to lick a long stripe up Kurama’s spine, ending with a strong bite at the back of Kurama’s neck as he fisted a hand in the redhead’s hair. He pulled Kurama up for a rough kiss, gripping the redhead’s lower lip between his teeth for a moment before brushing another kiss across his cheek.

 

Hiei’s nails digging incessantly into his side brought Yusuke’s attention back to him. He smirked down at the smaller boy, running his fingers lightly up Hiei’s skin, digging his fingers into Hiei’s shoulders, massaging the muscles there.

 

Hiei’s body arched into the touch, groaning under Yusuke, his gaze blank as they focused on the ceiling, flicking erratically, watching something no one else could see. Yusuke brushed his fingers over Hiei’s face, bringing the boy’s attention to him as he leaned down to a kiss. Kurama scraped his teeth over Hiei’s shoulder, and Hiei gasped, opening himself to Yusuke’s kiss.

 

Yusuke’s hand shifted, and Hiei’s world abruptly snapped back into place. The room was still covered in glitter, but he could focus on Yusuke and Kurama again, stroking red hair as the redhead rasped his tongue over a nipple while Yusuke moved to leave marks over the side of Hiei’s neck.

 

Sparks lit behind Hiei’s eyes as Yusuke’s hand slipped into his pants. Hiei hadn’t even realized he was hard before Yusuke actually touched him, gripping him in a way that was almost too much, but ended up being just right. His fingers dug into skin as he tried to anchor himself.

 

Yusuke’s hand continued to move over his cock, and the sensation was so strong, and nearly overwhelming. He arched his back, screaming as he came, his world exploding into sparks.

 

 

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Hiei’s world slid back into place as Yusuke’s cock slid into his body. The slight burn made his head spin, and turned to pleasure just as quickly as he’d acknowledged it, the sensation sinking into his bones. His eyes focused slowly, and he blinked down at Kurama below him.

 

The redhead’s eyes were squeezed shut as he panted under Hiei, his legs over Hiei’s shoulders. It took a minute for Hiei’s mind to register that his pleasure not only came from Yusuke pressing into him from behind, but the fact that he was pressing into Kurama’s body beneath him. Hiei’s hand gripped the sheets over Kurama’s shoulders, his entire body shuddering, his hips working out of pure instinct.

 

Kurama’s nails digging into his shoulders, and Yusuke’s teeth repeatedly leaving marks over his shoulders, and Hiei was a little lost as the world spun. The bodies on either side of him the only things keeping him from spinning away completely.

 

Green eyes opened slowly and he stared up at Hiei for a moment. Pleasure flooded his eyes as he panted, and he grinned up at Hiei, pulling the smaller body down for a kiss. Hiei fisted his hands in Kurama’s hair, returning the kiss enthusiastically. Yusuke shifted on his knees, using his grip on Hiei’s hips to slam harder into the smaller teen, forcing him roughly into Kurama.

 

The redhead broke the kiss with a gasp, crying out. Hiei gasped, his head dropping as he gripped Kurama’s thighs hard enough to leave bruises, Kurama’s fingers pulling his hair painfully.

 

Hiei was sure he was begging in some sort of gibberish, or maybe praying, but Yusuke was hitting that spot inside him that made his limbs go limp and his body shake. Hiei pushed up abruptly, his back pressing to Yusuke’s chest as the taller boy’s arm wrapping around his chest tightly to support him. Kurama’s legs fell from Hiei’s shoulders, wrapping around his waist, his heels digging into Yusuke’s back as he cried out.

 

 

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Hiei seemed to blink, and he was shifting. He was straddling Kurama’s hips, riding the redhead with wild abandon, using Yusuke’s shoulders for leverage. The taller boy was straddling Kurama’s chest, the redhead’s arms wrapped around Yusuke’s waist, leaving bloody scratches down his back and over his hips as Yusuke fisted his hands in Kurama’s hair, feeding the other boy his cock repeatedly.

 

Hiei’s hands gripped Yusuke’s shoulders, working himself wildly over Kurama’s cock, his breath coming in sharp gasps, his body trembling with the effort up supporting himself, and the feeling rushing through his body. It was like fire flicking up his spine, burning him completely from the inside out.

 

He’d leaned forward, tasting the skin of Yusuke’s shoulders and neck before he’d really thought about it. The texture of Yusuke’s skin exploded across his tongue, and he couldn’t help mouthing the skin, chewing lightly as he wrapped his arm around Yusuke’s chest.

 

“God, the two of you are fucking hot,” Yusuke nearly growled out, pumping roughly into Kurama’s mouth as he leaned back into Hiei, groaning as Hiei bit down particularly hard, his nails digging into the skin of Yusuke’s chest, his own body still working against Kurama, his world slipping into mindless passion.

 

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Hiei was between Kurama and Yusuke, wrapping in both of their arms, holding on for dear life. It was like, if he let go of either of them, the world would implode in upon itself and he would lose it entirely. Hiei shivered violently, gripping any skin around him that he could, trying somehow to get closer, to find a connection somewhere before he floated away on the expanding bubble that was his world and was lost entirely.

 

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“God, Yusuke, please,” Kurama groaned, and Hiei blinked his eyes open slowly. He was lying most on his side, his arm griping Kurama’s hand were it was draped across the redhead’s chest where Kurama was lying flat on his back. Yusuke was thrusting into the redhead’s slim body, his hands griping the redhead’s hips as he leaned over him.

 

Hiei squeezed Kurama’s hand that was holding his, without thinking, and let his teeth graze the shoulder nearest him. Kurama shivered, turning his gaze Hiei slowly, smiling slightly, the fingers of his free hand snaking in to Hiei’s hair, and pulling as he arched under Yusuke.

 

The redhead arched again, and Hiei sighed, the gentle tugging on his hair comforting more than arousing really as he watched the two of them through heavily lidded eyes.

 

The world was a little clearer now, still fading a bit from being far too close to being far too far away, but it had stopped glittering. Hiei unconsciously stroked tangled red hair, blinking as Yusuke’s hand gripped the arm he had across Kurama’s chest, tightening almost painfully as he cried out his completion, nearly collapsing on the redhead, barely falling to the side.

 

Yusuke blinked sleepily at Hiei, and grinned slightly, slinging an arm across Kurama’s chest, so he was touching Hiei was well as he shut his eyes. With a sigh, Hiei shut his eyes as well. Just for a minute.

 

 

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“Hiei? Where are you?”

 

Kurama opened the door to the bathroom slowly, following the sounds of running water. He’d managed to drag himself out of bed slowly, finding that Hiei wasn’t there. He hadn’t really slept though there were calm black spots throughout his memory where he had rested, and he was curious as to how Hiei was fairing. He found the dark haired boy, sitting in the bottom of the guest shower, steam clouding the entire room.

 

Blood shot red-brown eyes blinked as Kurama slid the glass door of the shower to the side. The smaller teen wasn’t quite sure if he was rolling any longer, but the hot water felt good, and it seemed to be helping clear his head further.

 

It had been a bit of a trip walking down the hall. It had seemed to stretch on forever one minute, and the next he was quite suddenly at the bathroom. He’d had to cling to the wall as he walked.

 

Kurama grinned slightly, stepping into the shower in front of Hiei and closing the door behind him as he knelt in front of him, brushing damp, dark hair off the other boy’s forehead. “How are you feeling this morning, Hiei?”

 

“Hn,” Hiei grunted, though he leaned into Kurama’s caress, closing his eyes for a minute before blinking slowly at Kurama. The teen’s hair was tangled hopelessly, and he was covered in bruising bite marks. Hiei was only remembering things in flashes of phenomenal sex, and clinging to Yusuke and Kurama like his life depended on it, and he wasn’t sure what order any of those had come in, or if any of it was actually real.

 

He reached out with a hand, tracing one of the bite makes of Kurama’s chest. Kurama laughed lightly, forcing Hiei to lean back as the redhead wet his hair, reaching over Hiei for the shampoo he kept at his brother’s house.

 

“We tend to forget ourselves a little when we’re rolling. I have a couple scars from the occasional tryst,” The redhead grinned as he leaned back, lathering his hair slowly. “You have a couple marks of your own.”

 

Hiei nodded absently, glancing down at his chest and shoulders. And arms. And hips. And legs. He was sure his back, neck, and shoulders were covered as well.

 

Kurama sighed, standing, and pulling Hiei to his feet as well. He stepped around Hiei so he could get his hair back under the water. Hiei watched Kurama, his head cocked to the side as he leaned against the bathroom wall. Kurama blinked slowly, watching Hiei curiously in return.

 

“What?”

 

Hiei shook his head. “Nothing.”

 

“Right,” Kurama said slowly, wringing his hair out as he turned the water off. “C’mon. Coffee. We can try and sleep later.”

 

“Is Yusuke actually sleeping?” Hiei couldn’t imagine sleeping right now. He felt… Twitchy. Exhausted, but there was no way he could actually lie down and sleep

 

“Ah, he’s more passed out than anything. He tends to for a while, but he’ll be up in an hour or so, complaining about his come down. He tends to clean the house when he gets like that,” Kurama shrugged, throwing a towel in Hiei’s direction as he stepped out of the stall. “I know I personally won’t really sleep until tomorrow probably. Everyone’s different, but it’ll be a slow couple of days.”

 

“Hn,” Kurama laughed lightly as he wrapped the towel around his waist, heading out of the bathroom. Hiei followed suit, too tired to be overly concerned about his clothes.

 

While people hadn’t actually made it upstairs, there were plenty of people actually passed out in the living room. Or, lounging. Kurama stepped over people casually, heading for the coffee machine, and Hiei followed close behind, his gaze drifting over the various people in the house from the night before. He had vague flashes of actually meeting some of them, like actually being introduced to the mysterious couple, Jin and Touya, some blue haired girl named Botan, with some rich boyfriend name Koenma who had a pacifier in his mouth for the entire night. Yomi who had hit on Kurama all night long, until Yusuke had threatened his life and Youko had dragged him away. The couple of girls, Juri and Koto who had hit on Hiei mercilessly before ending up making out in the corner of the couch after each kissing Hiei on the cheek.

 

“Kurama! Thank god you’re up,” Youko had been sitting at the table, and jumped up, blonde hair tangled as he stumbled over someone to reach the redhead. He gripped his half-brother’s shoulders with a frown. “There is a girl in Kuro’s and my bed, and we don’t know who she is.”

 

The redhead blinked, somewhat blinding accepting the coffee cup that Hiei pushed into his hands. “I’m not sure how that’s unusual, Youko. I’m fairly sure that happens absolutely all the time.”

 

“Because,” Youko spoke slowly, like he was speaking to a child. “We have no idea who she might be and no memory of how she got there, and we need you to go up there and get rid of her.”

 

“Again, I’m not sure that’s unusual,” Kurama frowned, stepping away from his brother. “Why do you need me to do this?”

 

“Well, we’re fairly sure you didn’t sleep with her last night, that makes you the prime candidate to let her go on her way nicely and leave no one with any bad feelings,” Kuronue said from the door way, startling all of them.  “So, Kurama you can go get rid of her!”

 

The redhead sighed, dropping his head. “Fine,” he muttered, shooting a glance at Hiei as he shuffled out of the kitchen. Hiei grunted, following the redhead out of the kitchen after he finished pouring an unseemly amount of sugar into the cup. Kurama tracked back up the stairs, Hiei on his heels as he headed for Kuronue and Youko’s room. He blinked as he opened the door. A girl was indeed stretched out in the bed.

 

“Do you recognize her?” Kurama asked softly, turning green eyes on Hiei. Hiei shook his head, taking a moment to examine the girl. She was pale and thin, with long hair. It looked like it was naturally blonde, streaked with bright green and pure white in places, and black in others, her bangs pure green, glowing slightly in the dark of the room, covering her face. Kurama sighed, stepping into the room, stepping over discarded clothing, frowning as the girl shifted, settling on the edge of the bed. Hiei leaned against the wall, nursing his coffee. Kurama shook her shoulder lightly. “Miss? Miss, wake up.”

 

The girl’s entire body shuddered, and she jerked away from Kurama’s hand, blinking up at him with a frown, bright blue eyes clouded. “Who the fuck are you? Where am I? What… Um,” She blinked slowly, looking around the room, blinking rapidly a few times as she took in her surroundings. “I’m still at Youko and Kuronue’s place right?”

 

Kurama chuckled slightly. “Yes, you are. In their bed, actually.”

 

“Huh,” She said slowly, wincing as she attempted to run a hand through her hair. “Well, I didn’t think they were into girls, but considering I’m covered in glitter, glow paint and what I’m going to assume is semen, I’ll take a wild guess as to what actually went on last night. I’m just going to avoid black lights in the near future,” She said off handedly as she leaned over the side of the bed. “Do either of y’all see pair of a silver and green bedazzled underwear on the ground? And a matching bra? And a pair of go-go boots?”

 

“Um…” Kurama glanced around the room, looking up at Hiei curiously. The brunette shrugged, kicking ineffectively at a silver and green, sparkling boot. Its match was half under the bed. Kurama shifted enough to pull the boot from under the bed as Hiei tossed the other one towards the bed at the girl’s indication. “I really haven’t the slightest idea of where your clothes might have gone if they’re not in here.”

 

The girl blinked as she sat up, completely comfortable in her nudity, reaching for the boots. “Well, seeing as I don’t remember how I ended up here or what happened, I think it’s safe to assume there’s every likelihood that I lost clothes well before I got up here,” She shrugged, standing carefully, and using Kurama’s shoulder to steady herself as she nearly tipped over grabbing a tee-shirt off the ground. She pulled it over her head, raking her fingers through the tangled mess that was her hair. “Tell your brother and Kuronue that I’m stealing a shirt. They’ll see it again if I see my dance outfit ever again. If my memory serves, which is may not, the bottoms at least were torn pretty dramatically,” She rolled her eyes before waving. “Laters,” She murmured, waving as she stepped past Hiei into the hall, stumbling a little towards the steps.

 

Hiei and Kurama both blinked a little blankly, still coming down, and too tired to really have understood what she said, or stop her as she walked away. Their eyes met after a moment, and Kurama laughed, stretching over the bed, and waving Hiei over with a hand. Hiei moved without argument, setting his now empty coffee cup on the ground, curling against Kurama’s side.

 

“Should we have figured out who she was?”

 

Kurama shrugged as he closed his eyes, allowing Hiei to pet him casually. “I’m not sure it matters, really. Youko and Kuro slept with her. As long as she doesn’t get pregnant.”

 

“Hn,” Hiei curled around Kurama, petting the redhead aimlessly, rubbing his hands up and down bare sides. Kurama shifted slightly, rolling over Hiei, scraping his teeth over the smaller teen’s neck, rolling his hips. Hiei groaned, his arms tightening around Kurama, one hand going to the redhead’s hair, tugging restlessly as Kurama’s teeth left imprints in his skin. Kurama shifted slightly, pressing light kisses to Hiei’s cheek, running his hands up Hiei’s sides, sliding his fingers through Hiei’s hair.

 

Kurama pulled away slightly to look down at Hiei seriously. “Hiei, are you really alright with this? We never really discussed this,” He said, waving a hand between the two of them. “Yuskue and I rather jumped you last night.”

 

Hiei’s hands twisted a little restlessly in Kurama’s hair. He nodded slowly. “Yeah, yeah, it’s good. C’mere,” Hiei tugged on Kurama’s hair, pulling the redhead into another kiss. Kurama grinned into the kiss, relaxing over Hiei, running his hands over the smaller teen’s sides, leaving new bruises in the shape of his finger tips on Hiei’s sides.

 

Hiei wondered, for a moment, if they should really be having sex in Kurama’s brother’s bed, because he was fairly that’s where this was going, but the thought didn’t last long. He wrapped one arm around Kurama’s shoulders, and spread his legs, allowing the redhead to settle between them.

 

“Kurama,” Hiei gasped as the redhead pulled away from his lips, leaving a trail of kisses down the side of Hiei’s neck, his teeth scrapping over the skin. Kurama smirked, biting hard enough to bruise, making Hiei arch into him.

 

Green eyes grinned up at Hiei’s gasping expression, red hair trailing over Hiei’s chest as Kurama’s mouth trailed down his chest, leaving a trail of red marks over Hiei’s sternum, lapping at the skin on Hiei’s stomach. The smaller teen twisted under him, the feeling of the redhead’s smooth chest rubbing against his arousal shooting him up to new levels.

 

Kurama hushed him with a smirk as he lifted slightly away from Hiei’s body, running his hands up over Hiei’s legs and stomach, before wrapping a slim, long fingered hand around Hiei’s cock, stroking. Hiei arched up, crying out, but the sound was cut off in favor of another scream as Kurama dipped his head suddenly, taking him in his mouth, relaxing his throat, and taking Hiei in deep in his throat.

 

“Fuck!”

 

Kurama’s mouth of him was sending Hiei spiraling. The redhead bobbed his head, working his tongue and throat. Hiei’s hand moved of their own volition, his fingers sinking into red hair, not pulling, but as something to hold on to. Kurama made an appreciative noise, making Hiei’s hands tighten further in his hair. Kurama slipped a finger in his mouth alongside Hiei’s cock for a moment, before sliding his hand between Hiei’s legs, rubbing spit slicked fingers against Hiei’s hole. The dark haired boy arched his back further, spreading his legs in blatant invitation.

 

One, then two fingers worked their way into the smaller teen’s body, making Hiei cry out and gasp. He practically screamed Kurama’s name when the redhead found the sweet spot inside of him, swallowing at the same time. Kurama pulled back enough to take a deep breath before dropping his head again, working Hiei’s prostate as he swallowed repeatedly.

 

Hiei screamed, his back arching as he twisted, his body strung tight as he came down Kurama’s throat.

 

Kurama gave a self-satisfied smirk as he pulled away, sliding his body up Hiei’S, drawing a shiver out of the spent boy. Kurama, threaded his fingers through Hiei’s hair, as he slid his lips against Hiei’s. Hiei let out a long breath, allowing Kurama entrance to his mouth, tasting himself on the redhead’s tongue. Kurama slipped his hand under the pillows, hoping the Youko and Kuronue’s habits hadn’t changed, and they still kept plenty of lube within easy reach. He made a happily successful noise as his fingers closed around a mostly empty tube.

 

Mostly empty, but it was enough for what Kurama intended as he twisted the top off the tube with one hand, still ravaging Hiei’s mouth as he did so, and slicking his cock easily.

 

The kiss ended on a gasp on Hiei’s part as Kurama entered him on one smooth thrust. He paused, his fingers tight in Hiei’s hair as he gazed down at him, a thin line of green surrounding his blown pupils. Hiei stared back, his pupils huge and red, glazed as his body made a valiant attempt to recover so quickly. He was aroused, no doubt, and as Kurama began to thrust slowly he could feel his body rallying.

 

Especially when Kurama thrust just so.

 

Legs wrapped around a lithe waist, as Kurama shifted his hips again, pressing into Hiei’s body forcefully. Hiei’s hand gripped his shoulders, nails digging in as he cried out, his back arching again. Kurama took advantage, leaning down to nip at Hiei’s neck, rolling his hips again and again.

 

“Oh, god,” Hiei cried put, another string of curses following, falling from his lips. He cried out again as Kurama’s hand slipped between them, wrapping around Hiei, stroking hard and fast.

 

It didn’t take long for either of them, clutched together, succumbing to passion, coming with loud cries.

 

The two curled together in the bed, still exhausted, and too drained for the moment to move, even enough to pull the covers over themselves.

 

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Youko leaned against Kuronue as they leaned in the doorway to their room. The blonde was comfortable in the circle of the brunette’s arms, his arms wrapped behind him to tuck into Kuronue’s back pockets.

 

“Why is it that your brother finds it okay to have sex in our bed? He has his own here,” Kuronue muttered, sweeping Youko’s hair off his shoulder to mouth as his neck, occasionally sinking his teeth in lightly.

 

“We did send him up here, and you can’t really expect him to resist Hiei,” Youko murmured, with a grin.

 

Kuronue shook his head, tugging lightly on a lock of Youko’s hair as he stepped out of the room. “Well, then, we’ll just have to take over his guest bed,” He grinned, pulling Youko into him for rough kiss with a hand on the back of the blonde’s neck. “Plus, Yusuke’s probably still in there, and I rarely pass up an opportunity to jump him.”

 

Youko laughed deeply, fisting his hands in Kuronue’s hair, kissing him again before taking off down the hall.

 

Yusuke was sprawled over the middle of the guest bed. The dark haired teen was unabashedly naked, the covers kicked off either during some marathon sex session the night before, or sometime while Yuskue was sleeping.

 

Youko reached him first, leaping on the bed gracefully, sliding between the boy’s unconsciously spread legs, rubbing his full, mostly clothed body against Yusuke’s, running his tongue over the teen’s sweaty skin. Even in his sleep his body was attempting to rid itself of the drugs still coursing through his system. Youko nipped lightly at tanned skin, grinning at Kuronue as he sidled up next to him, shoving Yusuke to the side enough to fit on the bed.

 

Yusuke groaned a bit, shifting to accommodate the other two bodies, curling into Youko as the blonde slipped to the side, nipping at Yusuke’s throat again lightly. He rolled his hips as Kuronue’s hands slipped down his side, rubbing circles on Yusuke’s stomach, slowly making his way lower as Youko enticed the dark haired teen into a kiss, tangling finger in dark hair, for once free of gel.

 

“The hell…?” Yusuke muttered, though the words were slurred and ended on a gasp as Youko’s finger found a nipple and Kuronue’s hand wrapped around his reawakening erection.

 

Kuronue’s teeth found the sensitive skin under Yusuke’s air, licking the skin lightly. “Do you have a problem with this, Yusuke?”

 

Glazed brown eyes slipped closed as the brunette shook his head. “Fuck no.”

 

The situation devolved from there. Youko and a Kuronue didn’t bother to strip completely, twisting until their sweat pants were around their hips. Yusuke rolled to his side so he was facing Youko, the blonde wrapping his hand around both their erections, Yusuke’s fingers digging into Youko’s arms. Kuronue kept an arm wrapped around Yusuke’s chest, pressed against Yusuke’s back, his cock pressed and rubbing in the clef of Yusuke’s ass without actual penetration.

 

Yusuke arched between the two of them, squirming back into Kuronue’s body, while thrusting harder into Youko’s hand, crying out as Kuronue’s teeth found his shoulder, Youko forcing his head back to press his lips against his neck.

 

“Fuck,” Youko ground out, thrusting harder against Yusuke and into his own fist, arching and crying out again as he came, his grip on Yusuke’s member tightening. The dark haired boy, cried out, his eyes wide as he climaxed, his seed spreading between them to join Youko’s. The two panted as Kuronue shifted, rolling Yusuke to his back, Youko flopping to the side.

 

Kuronue knelt above them, fisting himself slowly, purple eyes blazing as he gazed down at the two below him. Yusuke was hazy, his gaze unfocused as he slipped in an out of consciousness. Youko grinned at Kuronue, licking his fingers slowly as he gazed up at the darker male. “Oh, Youko,” Kuronue growled out, his voice low, his body tightening as he came.

 

Yuskue grunted slightly as Kuronue let his weight drop partially on the other boy, Youko claiming his other side.

 

“We should probably take a shower,” Youko murmured, making no move to actually get up.

 

Kuronue shook his head, reaching out a hand to tug lightly on a lock of Youko’s hair, running his hand through it. “Whatever. We can do it later. Let us all come down a little more.”

                             

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