Memories of a Life Long Passed
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Adult ++
Chapters:
13
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4,663
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27
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Vines Are a Youko’s Best Friend
Chapter 3
Vines Are a Youko’s Best Friend
“Ha!” Kuronue yelled out as he skidded to a stop. They had been running for several minutes after Kurama had let loose the blood thirsty plant on the village guards. “Guess they couldn’t handle a little crazy shrubbery.”
Kurama frowned, his tail twitching in annoyance. “Crazy shrubbery? Not crazy, just very hungry... I wonder how many of them it took out before they figured it was too dangerous to mess with.” The kitsune glanced back. “I’ve half a mind to go back and check.”
“Curiosity killed the cat.”
“Good thing I’m not a cat then,” Kurama sneered as he turned.
Kuronue grabbed the silver kitsune’s tail, yanking him back. “Hm, I can think of something a little more constructive to do,” he said as he pet the tail invitingly.
The kitsune shrugged and turned around. “Fine, if you think you can hold my interest.”
The black haired demon almost growled at Kurama’s words but held back, knowing he was being baited. “Oh, I think I can manage that.” He wrapped his fingers around Kurama’s chin, tugging it closer to him. “No vines this time.” Kuronue bit the kitsune’s bottom lip then licked it.
“You’re no fun Ku-“ he grumbled before Kuronue kissed him soundly. The black haired demon teased Kurama’s tongue with his own, earning a moan out of the kitsune. His long, lean fingers unwrapped from the youko’s chin and slid down his neck. He stroked the soft skin with the tips of his nails, just hard enough to make Kurama shiver. Kuronue slid his hand under the neckline of Kurama’s robe, then caressed Kurama from neck to shoulder, brining the top of the robe with his hand.
After exposing Kurama’s soft flesh, Kuronue ended the ever roughening kiss and started to nibbled on Kurama’s chin. Using long and slow licks, he worked his way from underneath the kitsune’s chin to the juncture where shoulder met neck. Once there he bit down, making the kitsune clutch at Kuronue’s sides.
Kurama bent down and bit one of Kuronue’s pointed ears in retaliation, sliding his teeth across the captured ear. The black haired demon moaned, biting into Kurama even harder. His tongue flicked across the soft flesh caught between his teeth. Both released their grips on the other’s flesh as need drove them back to another quick kiss. Their breath quickened, and hands sought out flesh as they began to undressed each other.
Kuronue could feel the kitsune smiling against his lips, so he jerked back. “Don’t you dare,” he whispered. Suddenly something knocked him off of his feet. The black haired demon landed on the ground with a loud grunt as vines curled around his legs. “Kurama,” Kuronue hissed as felt the vines curling around his wrists. He glared at the snickering kitsune. No matter how much he struggled, which was something Kurama loved to see from him, the vines wouldn’t let go. The plants wrapped around Kuronue’s chest, yanking him onto his back. They pulled at his wrists, tugging them above his head.
“Ah well, turn about is foreplay.” The silver haired kitsune chuckled as he lowered himself to his knees, undoing the sash around his waist, pants being the last piece of clothing left on the two, as his plants did the same for their prey. Kurama leaned down, rubbing his body across his prey’s as he slithered his way to Kuroune’s lips. “This is for you,” the youko whispered seductively against Kuronue’s lips. Kurama kissed Kuronue once, then slid back down his body.
“For me? What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Patience.”
Kuronue was about to mutter another complaint when the kitsune dipped his tongue into the black haired demon’s belly button. He flinched away from the tongue, it tickled more than it felt good. The skilled kitsune’s tongue darted in and out of the crevice, replacing the ticklish feeling with pleasure. Kuronue felt the long hot tongue travel down from his belly button and across his upper thigh.
Kurama kneaded at his prey’s thighs, nipping here and there. Slowly he brought his head back down to the area he was almost painfully neglecting, never taking his eyes off of Kuronue’s lust filled ones.
Even though he saw it coming, the first lick made Kuronue gasp. Kurama licked at the tip of his member again, this time a little more slowly. His prey gasped again. Encouraged by his lover’s reactions, he lapped at the head a few times before he took it into his mouth. That elicited a groan from Kuronue, who was clutching madly at the vines. The kitsune sucked hard on the tip, swirling his tongue around it. Kuronue tried to buck his hips, but found himself entirely immobilized by the vines.
The silver haired kitsune removed the member from his mouth, grinning up at his lover. “I’m half tempted to leave you like this...” Kurama kissed the tip of Kuronue’s member. “But your moans are entirely too sexy to waste on pettiness.” He lowered his head, engulfing all of Kuronue’s length into his mouth. Kuronue cried out, his back arching up and straining against the vines that held him tightly...
~oOo~
Hiei woke with a start, nearly falling out of the tree he was in. “What the hell kind of dream was that?” He panted, trying to bring his breathing back to normal after the erotic dream he just had. The dream itself wasn’t odd, what surprised him was that it was a dream about the silver haired Kurama instead of the fiery haired one he knew so well. Hiei took in a deep breath. ‘It’s probably because of what happened last night,’ he thought to himself. ‘I wonder if he remembers...’ A rare moment of curiosity over came him, and he sought out the kitsune.
~oOo~
Light broke through Kurama’s open window and right into his eyes. Kurama protested sleepily as he turned away from the light. Wearily he peeked open one eye as soon as he had turned away from the blasted light. Red eyes greeted him.
“Hiei!” Kurama sat up, instantly regretting it as he clutched at his head. “Inari...” He rubbed furiously at the bridge of his nose, trying to rid himself of the strong head ache he had.
“Hn, did I come at a bad time?” Hiei smirked as he sat down on Kurama’s bed.
“No...” The kitsune slowly got out of bed, making sure to keep his head as still as possible. “That sake just... got to me.”
“No kidding...”
Kurama whipped his head around at the tone of Hiei’s voice... and again, regretted his hasty action. “Hiei I... Hold on, I can’t think straight with this head ache.” Kurama left his room, glad that his mother had left with her fiancé for an early morning trip to the ocean. It wouldn’t do for her to see him with a hang over. He opened the fridge, taking out a large bottle of water before closing it again. Water was the reason he had a hang over, so drinking as much as he could would probably cure it. The medicine was next, so he opened the cabinet and tip toed to reach the top shelf where the pain relievers were. After downing two he put the bottle back and went back to his room.
He should say something like; ‘Hiei, I’m sorry. It was a drunken mistake, please forgive my actions. They won’t happen again.’ What he should do didn’t feel right though, and once he opened the door to see the fire demon laying on his bed, most of his back and head against the wall, the kitsune made his final decision.
Vines Are a Youko’s Best Friend
“Ha!” Kuronue yelled out as he skidded to a stop. They had been running for several minutes after Kurama had let loose the blood thirsty plant on the village guards. “Guess they couldn’t handle a little crazy shrubbery.”
Kurama frowned, his tail twitching in annoyance. “Crazy shrubbery? Not crazy, just very hungry... I wonder how many of them it took out before they figured it was too dangerous to mess with.” The kitsune glanced back. “I’ve half a mind to go back and check.”
“Curiosity killed the cat.”
“Good thing I’m not a cat then,” Kurama sneered as he turned.
Kuronue grabbed the silver kitsune’s tail, yanking him back. “Hm, I can think of something a little more constructive to do,” he said as he pet the tail invitingly.
The kitsune shrugged and turned around. “Fine, if you think you can hold my interest.”
The black haired demon almost growled at Kurama’s words but held back, knowing he was being baited. “Oh, I think I can manage that.” He wrapped his fingers around Kurama’s chin, tugging it closer to him. “No vines this time.” Kuronue bit the kitsune’s bottom lip then licked it.
“You’re no fun Ku-“ he grumbled before Kuronue kissed him soundly. The black haired demon teased Kurama’s tongue with his own, earning a moan out of the kitsune. His long, lean fingers unwrapped from the youko’s chin and slid down his neck. He stroked the soft skin with the tips of his nails, just hard enough to make Kurama shiver. Kuronue slid his hand under the neckline of Kurama’s robe, then caressed Kurama from neck to shoulder, brining the top of the robe with his hand.
After exposing Kurama’s soft flesh, Kuronue ended the ever roughening kiss and started to nibbled on Kurama’s chin. Using long and slow licks, he worked his way from underneath the kitsune’s chin to the juncture where shoulder met neck. Once there he bit down, making the kitsune clutch at Kuronue’s sides.
Kurama bent down and bit one of Kuronue’s pointed ears in retaliation, sliding his teeth across the captured ear. The black haired demon moaned, biting into Kurama even harder. His tongue flicked across the soft flesh caught between his teeth. Both released their grips on the other’s flesh as need drove them back to another quick kiss. Their breath quickened, and hands sought out flesh as they began to undressed each other.
Kuronue could feel the kitsune smiling against his lips, so he jerked back. “Don’t you dare,” he whispered. Suddenly something knocked him off of his feet. The black haired demon landed on the ground with a loud grunt as vines curled around his legs. “Kurama,” Kuronue hissed as felt the vines curling around his wrists. He glared at the snickering kitsune. No matter how much he struggled, which was something Kurama loved to see from him, the vines wouldn’t let go. The plants wrapped around Kuronue’s chest, yanking him onto his back. They pulled at his wrists, tugging them above his head.
“Ah well, turn about is foreplay.” The silver haired kitsune chuckled as he lowered himself to his knees, undoing the sash around his waist, pants being the last piece of clothing left on the two, as his plants did the same for their prey. Kurama leaned down, rubbing his body across his prey’s as he slithered his way to Kuroune’s lips. “This is for you,” the youko whispered seductively against Kuronue’s lips. Kurama kissed Kuronue once, then slid back down his body.
“For me? What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“Patience.”
Kuronue was about to mutter another complaint when the kitsune dipped his tongue into the black haired demon’s belly button. He flinched away from the tongue, it tickled more than it felt good. The skilled kitsune’s tongue darted in and out of the crevice, replacing the ticklish feeling with pleasure. Kuronue felt the long hot tongue travel down from his belly button and across his upper thigh.
Kurama kneaded at his prey’s thighs, nipping here and there. Slowly he brought his head back down to the area he was almost painfully neglecting, never taking his eyes off of Kuronue’s lust filled ones.
Even though he saw it coming, the first lick made Kuronue gasp. Kurama licked at the tip of his member again, this time a little more slowly. His prey gasped again. Encouraged by his lover’s reactions, he lapped at the head a few times before he took it into his mouth. That elicited a groan from Kuronue, who was clutching madly at the vines. The kitsune sucked hard on the tip, swirling his tongue around it. Kuronue tried to buck his hips, but found himself entirely immobilized by the vines.
The silver haired kitsune removed the member from his mouth, grinning up at his lover. “I’m half tempted to leave you like this...” Kurama kissed the tip of Kuronue’s member. “But your moans are entirely too sexy to waste on pettiness.” He lowered his head, engulfing all of Kuronue’s length into his mouth. Kuronue cried out, his back arching up and straining against the vines that held him tightly...
~oOo~
Hiei woke with a start, nearly falling out of the tree he was in. “What the hell kind of dream was that?” He panted, trying to bring his breathing back to normal after the erotic dream he just had. The dream itself wasn’t odd, what surprised him was that it was a dream about the silver haired Kurama instead of the fiery haired one he knew so well. Hiei took in a deep breath. ‘It’s probably because of what happened last night,’ he thought to himself. ‘I wonder if he remembers...’ A rare moment of curiosity over came him, and he sought out the kitsune.
~oOo~
Light broke through Kurama’s open window and right into his eyes. Kurama protested sleepily as he turned away from the light. Wearily he peeked open one eye as soon as he had turned away from the blasted light. Red eyes greeted him.
“Hiei!” Kurama sat up, instantly regretting it as he clutched at his head. “Inari...” He rubbed furiously at the bridge of his nose, trying to rid himself of the strong head ache he had.
“Hn, did I come at a bad time?” Hiei smirked as he sat down on Kurama’s bed.
“No...” The kitsune slowly got out of bed, making sure to keep his head as still as possible. “That sake just... got to me.”
“No kidding...”
Kurama whipped his head around at the tone of Hiei’s voice... and again, regretted his hasty action. “Hiei I... Hold on, I can’t think straight with this head ache.” Kurama left his room, glad that his mother had left with her fiancé for an early morning trip to the ocean. It wouldn’t do for her to see him with a hang over. He opened the fridge, taking out a large bottle of water before closing it again. Water was the reason he had a hang over, so drinking as much as he could would probably cure it. The medicine was next, so he opened the cabinet and tip toed to reach the top shelf where the pain relievers were. After downing two he put the bottle back and went back to his room.
He should say something like; ‘Hiei, I’m sorry. It was a drunken mistake, please forgive my actions. They won’t happen again.’ What he should do didn’t feel right though, and once he opened the door to see the fire demon laying on his bed, most of his back and head against the wall, the kitsune made his final decision.