Practice

Kurama nuzzled his cheek against the boy’s, “And you have the most sensual voice, Yusuke. Keep talking like that and I’ll do anything you want.” Bending down a little further, he reached out and took the overly tempting earlobe in his mouth.

“So, if I keep talking to you, you’ll….oh…show me…uhhh…everything….gods, Kurama!...” The kitsune had moved from his ear and to the neck below and back to his ear, using his tongue to trace every curving line.

“Do you like that, Yusuke?” the fox whispers into the shell he’d been teasing.

“Yes, gods…it feels…incredible, Kurama.”

“Do you want more, Yusuke?”

“That has got to be one of the stupidest fucking things you have ever asked, fox-boy.” Yusuke pulled the red hair in his hand, raising the kitsune’s head so he could look into those green eyes. “I want everything, Kurama. I mean everything.” He pulled those delectable lips into meet his, arching his body into the kiss. When he pulled back, he released the silken hair and moved his hand to the soft cheek, “You asked what I fantasized about, ne?” Kurama nodded, leaning into the strong hand on his cheek. “I want you to show me…” the boy blushed as his voice trailed off.

“Tell me, Yusuke, and I’ll do it. Anything you want,” Kurama reassured.

“I really wanna suck you off,” the boy’s blush deepened.

Nuzzling against the boy’s warmed cheek again, Kurama asked, “Anything else?”

“Yeah,” Yusuke murmured, letting his fingers slide back into the soft, slightly damp hair. “I want…I want…” he buried his nose into Kurama’s neck.

“Whatever you want, Yusuke.” Kurama allowed his hands to run up and down the boy’s sides, almost petting him, trying to calm the anxiety or embarrassment that kept him from speaking.

Yusuke brought his lips to Kurama’s ear and whispered huskily, “I want you to fuck me.”

Kurama felt his whole body react, not just to the words, but to the voice, to the warm breath by his ear, the desire in that voice. He felt his heart pound, his semihard shaft spring fully to life, his breath quickening. Trying to regain a little control over himself, Kurama murmured, “You have such a way with words. I think that voice of yours could make me cum, if you wanted.”

Yusuke pulled back and pouted a bit, “I don’t want this to be over that fast.”

Kissing those pouting lips reassuringly at first, and then with more passion, Kurama moved to convince the dark haired one that their liaison would not be over for some time. Yusuke’s tongue met his, not seeking dominance, only connection. ‘He learns so quickly,’ the redhead managed to think as his hands moved to thread through the inky locks. Not quite having enough of that delectable mouth, Kurama began to kiss along Yusuke’s jaw, tasting each bit of skin he passed on his way to the boy’s neck, slowly, painstakingly devouring every offered centimeter with deliberate care. Yusuke tipped his head back, opening his throat, making himself vulnerable to the kitsune’s soft lips, moaning softly, gasping and tightening his fingers in red locks when a particularly sensitive spot received attention. Kurama deliberately suckled on these spots longer, drawing more pleasure into each touch. Again, he reached the boy’s ear and gently drew the lobe between his teeth, teasing it with his tongue. Yusuke’s body arched into his, a louder groan than those that’d gone before and a tighter grip in his hair. After a long moment of suckling the sensitive lobe, red lips traced a path down to the covered collarbones, hands untangling to push open the fabric of the yukata enough to give him access to those graceful curves. Slowly, he traced these lines as his hands wandered the strongly built chest under his, not moving the fabric, teasing the boy through the cloth.

“Kurama…please…please…” the whimpering pleas came. Not breaking from his torturous exploration, the kitsune hummed his question. “Please touch me. I wanna feel your skin against mine,” the boy moaned.

Returning to the overly sensitive lobe, Kurama murmured, “I’ll get there, don’t worry. Relax, enjoy, Yusuke.” His tongue darted out, teasing the shell before his mouth returned to slowly tracing the sweeping arch of the boy’s collarbones, his hands continuing to wander over the clothed chest.

“Don’t tease me, fox-boy!”

A vulpine grin graced the redhead’s soft lips as he looked the boy in the eye, “But, that’s half the fun, Yusuke.”

“I’ll leave,” the boy threatened.

Kurama rolled his hips slightly, brushing against the boy’s straining erection, marveling a bit at what he felt, “You sure that’s what you want?”

His voice was breathless as he begged, “Please…”

The need in that voice was more than the kitsune could handle. He brought his knees to the ground on either side of the boy’s thighs, lifting his body and untied the sash holding the yukata closed. Pushing the fabric open, he allowed his eyes to admire the body spread below him in the dim light. Strong shoulders, clearly defined muscles led down to a smooth chest, skin lightly tanned. The chest rose and fell erratically as green eyes continued their survey, tracing the lines of the pectoral muscles, resting momentarily on the darkened circles of the tantei’s nipples, watching as they began to peak into hardness. Kurama’s tongue darted out to lick his lips as his eyes continued downward, following each line of the well defined abdomen, his eyes finally reaching that which he felt earlier. His fingers came up to lightly trace the path his eyes were burning, tracing the arc that the shaft traced from Yusuke’s hip bone upwards, ending almost at his navel. The boy let out a shuddering gasp at the light touch, but Kurama didn’t seem to notice as he continued to trace the outline of the boy’s erection, his fingers following the path of each vein running along the surface, running lightly under the flaring head, ghosting downward along the length to slip under the sac nestled at the base of the shaft, feeling the heavy weight of the balls nestled within. He was drawn from his worship by the needy cries from the boy.

“Kurama, please….please…it’s torture!” Yusuke’s voice shook almost painfully.

With physical effort, Kurama’s eyes came up from that consuming sight to look into the brunet’s face. His forehead was drawn in pain and his eyes were glazed as he looked at the redhead. He looked as if he were in pain. Kurama took pity on the panting one and leaned over him, his hands tracing paths up from hip to shoulder as he bent to claim the boy’s lips.

Yusuke’s hands searched for purchase on the redhead above him, running through his hair, stroking his back, pulling at the fabric of the still tied yukata as the kitsune devoured his mouth. His hands found the belt of fabric holding it closed and followed it around until he found the knot, pulling at it desperately until the tie came undone, allowing the robe to fall open. Yusuke’s hands slid under the cloth and along the bared skin to wrap around the slim body above his and pulled it down, pressing their bared flesh closely together. He gasped, breaking their kiss, “Fucking hell, you feel good!”

Kurama groaned and rolled his hips into Yusuke’s. “I need to cum,” he whispered hotly into the boy’s ear.

Yusuke whimpered, his hands moving to hold Kurama’s ass, trying to hold him still, “I don’t want this to be over!”

“It won’t be,” Kurama panted out, “but if I don’t cum, I’m not gonna be able to show you everything you want.” He nuzzled the boy’s ear, “Cum with me, Yusuke.”

“You’ll show me everything?” the boy turned to meet those lust darkened green eyes.

“Yes, everything…we’ll do everything you asked for. Please.” Kurama claimed the overly tempting lips again, begging silently.

Experimentally, Yusuke rolled his hips into Kurama’s and groaned into their kiss, his hands moving now to encourage the kitsune to move. Their bodies moved together, their groans filled their kiss, their motions becoming more frantic as they felt the overwhelming pressure of their orgasm building. Yusuke pulled back with a gasping groan, his body arching. Kurama watched him through a hazy cloud of lust and pleasure and their bodies tensed, both crying out as their erections pulsed between their bodies.

Kurama’s body relaxed, his head coming to rest on the boy’s shoulder, as they both lay there panting, their hearts racing. The blinding pressure had passed, but desire remained with lust. After a moment, Kurama began nibbling along Yusuke’s collar bone. Another moment passed, and the dark-haired boy managed to pant out, “You’re insatiable.”

Kurama pulled back with a laugh, “You’re complaining?”

“No, not at all.” His hand slid up the kitsune’s back to come to rest on his cheek, “It means you’ll show me more, ne?”

Kurama turned to kiss the hand that held his cheek, “Yes.” His tongue darted out, licking the boy’s palm, then traced a path along the boy’s wrist and arm, occasionally kissing and nibbling at the toned arm. When he reached the shoulder, he again followed the line of the collarbones. He didn’t pause as he reached the center hollow, but followed the boy’s chest downwards, kissing and licking as he traced the line of the boy’s muscles, one hand coming to mimic his mouth’s actions on the other side of Yusuke’s body. Lips and fingers reached the darkened nubs and Yusuke arched into his touch, crying out. His cries became moans as Kurama suckled the sensitive flesh, drawing it as far into his mouth as he could and fondled it with his tongue. Gently, the kitsune brought his teeth together around the nub and Yusuke cried out again, his body pressing into the fox’s as his hands went to the red hair, pulling him closer. After a long moment of attention, the redhead released the nub and moved across to pay similar attention to its twin. Yusuke’s fingers massaged his scalp as the boy moaned and cried for more, writhing under his touch. He could feel his shaft growing heavy again as desire built in him.

Another long moment passed as he ministered to the boy’s nipple before his lips trailed a pathway downwards. His lips tasted their mixed essence on the boy’s stomach, his tongue coming out to clean it up, removing every drop as he teased the boy’s abdomen, noting each spot that caused Yusuke to groan or tighten his grip in the red locks. His quest finally brought him to his destination. He pulled back, allowing his eyes to devour the pulsing shaft. The head was almost purple, dripping precum, demanding attention, worship, which the kitsune was all too happy to offer. He felt Yusuke tugging his hair and he looked up to the boy’s flushed face.

“Ya gonna stare at it all night?” Yusuke demanded.

Kurama smirked and moved to run his tongue from base to head, drawing out a gasp from the belligerent boy. Yusuke’s finger tightened painfully in his hair, but he didn’t care about that as his lips began kissing the head of the boy’s shaft, his tongue darting out to lick up the precum.

“Fuck, Kurama!” the boy gasped as the kitsune took him into his mouth. He tried to buck into that searing heat only to find his hips pinned. He tightened his grip on the hair in his hand, lost in a dizzying world of pleasure as suction and the wild patterns Kurama’s tongue traced conspired to bring him quickly to the edge of passion. He cried out, but before his body reached release, Kurama paused, and he whimpered as the razor sharp edge of orgasm was pulled back slightly. He tried to get the redhead to move and then some part of his brain managed to get through that he could be hurting the kitsune by pulling on his hair and maybe that’s why he stopped. With great effort, he released his death grip on the red silk and begged, “Please Kurama…I’m sorry I pulled your hair…Please don’t stop.”

Kurama hadn’t really been aware of what the boy was doing to his hair, so focused on bringing the most pleasure possible. Hearing Yusuke’s pleas and apologies caused him to groan around the flesh in his mouth. The added vibrations brought a sympathetic groan from the writhing boy, whose hands now held the kitsune’s shoulder, massaging them. Kurama decided then he’d teased the boy enough for the moment and began to earnestly devour the cock in his mouth. Yusuke’s groans came constantly, mingled with cries of pleasure. Kurama heard the cry he was beginning to associate with the boy’s warning of impending orgasm and sucked harder, swallowing around the shaft. His efforts were rewarded as the shaft pulsed violently and cum filled his mouth. He swallowed quickly, drawing all the boy had to give him. Only when Yusuke’s body went completely limp did he release the spent shaft and move to lie next to the panting boy. “I didn’t stop because you were pulling my hair, Yusuke,” he whispered to the panting boy. “I wanted to bring you more pleasure.”

Yusuke turned to face the redhead lying next to him, his face content, sated, but his eyes still held lust and hunger. “I think you did that…” his voice was dazed, breathy. Slowly, lethargically, he brought his hand up to stroke Kurama’s cheek, his thumb tracing the swollen lower lip as he did. As the almost overwhelming lethargy began to leave his body, he turned on his side. “It’s my turn, now, isn’t it?” he grinned, his voice full of anticipation.

Kurama shivered a bit under the touch, and the desire in Yusuke’s voice sent a jolt through his body that centered itself in his groin. “Anything you want, Yusuke,” he answered, his voice breathy.

Yusuke moved in to claim the redhead’s lips, his tongue slipping into the willing receptive mouth as soon as he made contact. Urgently, he pushed Kurama onto his back and moved to straddle the boy. His every motion spoke of urgency as he traced the kitsune’s jaw to his neck. Whispering, he said, “I don’t have your patience, fox-boy,” before continuing down the gracefully arched column below. When Kurama groaned, he paused, his lips continuing to touch the spot that had drawn out that noise. Experimentally, he allowed his tongue to trace around the surface his lips touched. The same delightful sound emerged from under his seeking lips, slightly louder. A smirk touched his lips as he brought his teeth into play, nipping gently at that same spot. This time, Kurama groaned out his name and he felt the kitsune’s fingers thread through his hair. With his lips lightly touching that sensitive spot, he whispered again, “But, maybe I could learn.” With less urgency, he began seeking other spots on the kitsune’s neck and body that would draw out those sounds. Each time he found one, he would try different touches to see what would draw the loudest sounds from the redhead’s throat. He did not linger any particular spot very long, but mapped them all in his head, remembering each one for later. Now, he had a mission in mind and was steadily heading to that goal.

Briefly, Yusuke considered torturing the fox the way he’d been, but his hunger and curiosity won out. His tongue darted out, tasting the precum dripping off the throbbing shaft his exploration had lead him to. He hummed as he drew his tongue back into his mouth. “You tasted good, Kurama,” he murmured before taking the head of the kitsune’s shaft into his mouth and sucking.

Kurama’s fingers tightened almost convulsively in the inky strands he held as his hips bucked, trying to deepen how much of his erection was being swallowed. He felt Yusuke’s hands push his hips down and he whimpered. He could feel Yusuke’s tongue tentatively exploring his flesh and it felt like a fire raging through his body. He was growing frustrated that Yusuke was only very slowly enveloping his cock, not even bothering to set up any type of rhythm. He tried to encourage this with his hands, tried to move against the restraining grip that held him down, to no avail. He was shocked when he felt the boy’s lips reach the base of his shaft without a single gag from the boy. His shock turned to pleasure as Yusuke swallowed around him. He arched back, crying out, his cries continued as Yusuke began bobbing in a quick rhythm, one that would bring him quickly over the edge of passion. He howled as Yusuke sucked hard and pulled his orgasm, his soul out of his body.

The next thing Kurama was fully aware of was Yusuke lying by his side, smirking down at him. “How…?” he breathed out.

“You taste a whole hell of a lot better than cucumbers, Kurama,” the boy declared as he nuzzled into the fox’s neck, licking at one of the sensitive spots he’d found before.

“Cucumbers?” Kurama asked dumbly, his brain muddled by the soft lick and his recent orgasm. He hadn’t expected the boy to be so…good.

“Yeah, cucumbers. They’re about the right shape and size. No where near as nice as the real thing, though.”

“Why…?”

“Cause…well…,” Yusuke brought his lips to the redhead’s ear, “I wanted to know how it felt. I’d snagged one of Keiko’s manga and…was curious. I liked how it felt, so I kept doing it, and borrowed more manga. Then, I started finding stories to read. They had all kinds of things in them and I tried some of them, and…well, I was…hoping…that you’d…”

Kurama couldn’t take anymore. Between the words, the warm breath on his ear and the images his mind was generating, his body was quickly becoming aroused again. He pulled the boy away from his ear and began kissing him hungrily. He pushed Yusuke back and slid his knee between the boy’s thighs, encouraging him to open his legs, not that Yusuke needed much encouragement. He even went so far as to push at Kurama and wrapped his legs around the redhead’s when they were between his legs. Kurama pulled back from their kiss, “And I’m insatiable?”

“Shut up and fuck me!” Yusuke demanded.

Kurama laughed, “Do you want to enjoy it or just be fucked? I can go either way, you know.”

Yusuke looked into those green eyes, “I trust you, Kurama.”

His curiosity winning out, Kurama asked, “Did you ever…?”

“No, I had to eat them later,” Yusuke cut him off, “but, I did use my fingers a few times.”

Kurama struggled to contain his laughter, trying to focus solely on the end of the statement, “Did you like that?”

“Yeah, I did…” the boy blushed.

That was too much for Kurama. He buried his nose in Yusuke’s neck and laughed.

“What’s so funny, fox-boy?” Yusuke demanded, irritated and confused by the redhead’s outburst.

“I’m sorry, Yusuke, honestly I am…but you’re too cute!”

“I am NOT…” his protest was cut off as Kurama began to suck on his ear. After a moment, he tried again, but his voice lacked the strength it’d held, “I am not cute…” he managed to get out between sighs, “and you don’t play fair.”

“Okay, you’re not cute,” Kurama whispered around the lobe he’d caught between his teeth, “but, you are too something…adorable, maybe? And I never claimed to be fair about anything.”

Yusuke didn’t answer, only groaning as Kurama moved down his body, teasing every spot that sent shocks to his already aching shaft. “Don’t tease,” he managed to beg as the fox’s lips found his nipple.

Kurama sent out a small amount of ki, summoning a particular plant from the wall near the futon. Within its red bell-shaped flower was a viscous liquid that worked well as lubrication. Into this he dipped his fingers, coating them well and scooping up a bit. While continuing to suckle on Yusuke’s nipple, Kurama wrapped his hand around his erection, coating it with the sap before moving his fingers to the again writhing boy’s opening. Pulling back to watch the boy’s face, he slowly slid two fingers into that tight passage.

Yusuke’s eyes drifted closed at the intrusion and he pulled his legs upwards, spreading them as he did, pulling his knees to his chest with a groan. “More,” he begged when the redhead stopped moving. In answer, those fingers were drawn out and thrust back in, widening slightly as the entered. Groaning, “So good…” Yusuke managed to pant out.

Kurama groaned. Yusuke’s body was so tight around his fingers, he could hardly wait to feel that constricting heat around his shaft. But, he wanted to bring as much pleasure to the boy as possible, knowing that he’d be incredibly sore in the morning. He withdrew his fingers again and added a third, carefully watching the boy’s face for any sign of pain. All he saw, however, was sheer pleasure, so after a couple of strokes, he asked, “Ready, Yusuke?”

“More than,” the brunet panted out. He gasped when he felt those invading digits leave his body, but that noise was quickly turned to a groan as he felt the tip of something more substantial at his entrance. Ever so slowly, he was filled with the most amazing feeling he could imagine. It never seemed to end, just kept sliding into his body until he thought there was no room for anything else. It was then he felt the kitsune’s hips against his ass and he opened his eyes to see the redhead shaking above him, braced by his hands on either side of him.

Green eyes sought out brown, searching them for any sign of pain that should have been there but not finding it. “You okay?” he gasped out.

“Yeah, better than…you can move, y’know,” he answered, panting.

Kurama bent down, claiming the boy’s lips as he pulled back, letting his body settle onto Yusuke’s as he thrust back in, moving slowly, wanting to enjoy that encompassing heat as long as his body would allow it. He felt Yusuke groaning into their kiss and wrap his legs around his body as the boy’s strong arms held him close. They continued in their slow pace for a long time, both enjoying the friction as they continued to kiss, eventually mutually exploring necks and shoulders.

“More,” Yusuke groaned after a while, the need to be pushed over the edge again growing too strong to ignore.

Kurama pulled back from the boy’s shoulder and began to increase their pace. He, too, was ready to seek out release again, more than ready, but had been waiting for Yusuke, wanting to give the detective everything he’d wanted from their encounter. His eyes held those lust glazed brown ones as he began to pound into the boy, watching his face, arching into each thrust. Adjusting his balance, he brought one hand down and began to stroke the boy’s dripping shaft in time with his thrusts.

Yusuke could no longer hold eye contact, and his head arched back, arching his whole body, bringing Kurama’s shaft directly in contact with his prostate. The boy howled in pleasure, his body remaining bowed, tightening. He could see a blinding kaleidoscope of colors as his shaft spilled itself for the third time. This time, the world around him fades to darkness and he is vaguely aware of Kurama crying out and then collapsing onto him.

As consciousness began to return, Yusuke thought it was just a dream, a very vivid fantasy he’d had while masturbating. That’s what it had to be. There was no way Kurama would agree to anything like what he’d asked. There was no way the redhead would want him the same way. No emotional commitments, just a good fuck when they both were in the mood. No way…

The feel of someone breathing against his chest stopped those thoughts and he opened his eyes to see brilliant red strands obscuring his view, tickling his face as he breathed. His arms were loose around the kitsune’s body and he tightened them, relieved that he’d not just fantasized the whole encounter. Kurama groaned and nuzzled further into his body, seeking warmth. They were still both wearing the yukatas, but the blankets had been lost sometime during their play. Not completely lost, he could still feel them near his feet. Stretching his toes, he managed to grab the cover and pulled it upwards, moving slowly so as not to disturb the resting fox. After much effort, he finally managed to get the blanket over both of their bodies, and hugged the redhead close to him again. “Thank you,” he whispered. He wasn’t sure, but he thought he felt lips curve against his neck as he dropped of to sleep.


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A/N None of this story, aside from the very beginning when the way I thought it would. Oh, well...I think it works, don't you? I giggled while writing part of this...I really didn't expect...cucumbers! I really didn't plan that. Anyways...I'm not gonna ramble much more, just thank my wonderful reviewers :D

vampslyr...if the first two chapters were that good...how did you survive this one? lol
kit-kit...thanks :D
Ryokotsusei...yeah, Yusuke does get to the point of things...and I've been working on this thing since I posted the last one...
Shuichi Shindou...one word...hypocrite...not sure what I mean...check out your review to The Bath, where I make it abundantly clear that Kurama is screwing Yusuke, Hiei and Koenma at the same time...and I don't mean just having that foursome...that he was seeing them individually.
Kogas Hentai Lover...I love you too, but you knew that ;D Did this chapter redeem my brattiness? lol
SweetMisery1...as soon as I could...it really did take this long to write this chapter :D
DuosAngel...more...and I am evil! It's been officially declared, but mean? hmmm...maybe...*evil grins*
Sir Psycho Sexy...thank you :D I hope this lived up to my teasing.

Okay...I'm gonna work on...well, I have to write a letter explaining why I'm so wonderful and should be accepted to the JET programme and then I'll work on Reaching Understanding. Hope you all enjoyed this...please tell me! I love reviews!