Frustration

Kurama couldn’t stop the shiver that coursed through his body, breaking down the strict control that he had over his body. He went slightly dizzy as the all the blood in his body seemed to rush to his shaft, causing it to grow rapidly, his hips thrusting up slightly, trying to loosen his pants to accommodate the sudden change. He could hear Hiei chuckling against his neck as a small whimper escaped his throat.

“I’ll take that for a ‘yes,’” Hiei murmured, bringing his lips more fully into contact with the sensitive column. He was a little surprised at how strongly the kitsune reacted, but wouldn’t let that deter him. In fact, it served to encourage him as Kurama let his head fall back. Hiei slid his hand under the kitsune’s neck, gently supporting it as he languidly explored the graceful curve, beginning just under the fox’s ear and tracing the throbbing pulse line downwards. Where it throbbed strongest, where he could feel the vibrations of the vocal cords as Kurama groaned, he brought his mouth fully over, bridging the voice box, sucking lightly, compressing the delicate trachea just enough to cause a slight restriction in breathing.

Kurama gasped, his eyes opening wide at the intense feeling of vulnerability that washed over him, somehow heightening his arousal, causing the blood in his erection to pound harder. The world spun and swam before his eyes and just before he thought it would vanish, Hiei’s mouth left his throat and he panted weakly. “Hi…” he started, only to be cut off by the gently insistent pressure of the koorime’s mouth over his.

As Kurama’s fingers continued to gently massage his back, so Hiei sought to gently massage the redhead’s lips with his own. He was pleased with the kitsune’s reaction to his slight restriction of his breathing and intended to continue that line of play until the fox showed signs of displeasure. Slowly, the hand supporting the kitsune’s neck slid up to cup his head, bringing Kurama’s lips closer to Hiei as he deepened their kiss. His tongue slid between his lips, tasting the freshness of spring before asking entrance to the warm cavern behind. Moaning, Kurama opened to and welcomed Hiei’s questing appendage into his mouth, massaging the fleshy blade with expert skill, hinting at the myriad of talents his own tongue possessed. With a low groan, Hiei rocked his hips against the kitsune’s abdomen, drawing another groan from the redhead, the sound traveling from his tongue through his body and concentrating in his aching shaft. His prior frustration was thoroughly replaced by a different type of longing. Simple lust replaced the earlier bloodlust as he continued to sample the kitsune’s taste and skill. He could feel Kurama start to feebly pluck at his tank top. He knew the redhead was feeling lightheaded from the lack of oxygen he’d induced. He pulled back enough to let the fox gaps a moment, the kitsune’s hands returning to caress Hiei’s back while he panted, his eyes closed.

Hiei watched Kurama a moment then traced a path along his cheek with light kisses. When he reached the ear, he nibbled on the lobe and brought the fingers of his free hand to the kitsune’s mouth. Kurama willingly drew the digits into his moist cavern, welcoming them with his tongue, sucking lightly to bring them deeper.

Continuing down the graceful arc of the kitsune’s neck, Hiei allowed the fox free play with his fingers while he sampled the flesh laid bare. With delicate care, he licked and nipped downwards, spending longer on those sensitive spots that drew groans around his fingers. When he reached the kitsune’s voice box again, he trapped it between his teeth, blowing gently on it, teasing the fox, but not applying any pressure. He could feel Kurama moan and arch into his touch, but he had more plans in his head for the tempting manipulator. Slowly, he traced the rigid airway down to the hollow between the sentinel collarbones. Kurama moaned loudly as his tongue touched the skin there, encouraging him to suckle it as well as he could, leaving a mark behind as he moved lower, his body sliding downwards, dragging his cloth covered erection over the one below him. This action sent sparks through his vision as Kurama groaned loudly around his fingers, compounding the erotic sensations in his body. He had to fight the desire to rock against the kitsune, to seek his release there, with both of them partially clothed. He wanted more from the fox, first, but the sensations were hard to fight. Taking a deep breath to regain a semblance of control, he brought the hand holding Kurama’s head around and draped it over the fox’s throat where his mouth had earlier teased. Lightly, he pinched the delicate pulse point just enough to let the kitsune know his hand was there. Kurama gasped around his fingers and then sucked on them with renewed vigor. Hiei smiled as his lips traced the fox’s chest, slowly trailing a path to the tempting nub.

Hiei’s hand tightened briefly around Kurama’s throat again as his lips touched the already peaked flesh of the kitsune’s nipple. Again, Kurama moaned around his fingers, flexing his hips upwards to rub against the koorime’s abdomen. He whimpered slightly as Hiei’s fingers were withdrawn from his mouth and his hand moved from his throat, only to groan as the saliva soaked digits came in contact with his neglected nub and the other hand wandered lower and began working the fastenings of his pants. Whether he did it consciously or not, Kurama was breathing lightly, almost holding his breath as Hiei continued to explore his body. He was amazed at how incredible it felt to be truly vulnerable to someone else. Even with Kuronue, he’d never felt so exposed, so open, and yet so safe and cared for. His hands wandered up Hiei’s back as the koorime slid down his body, teasing his ribs before tracing the lines of his abdomen. Hiei moved so that he was kneeling between the kitsune’s legs, barely needing to encourage him to move as both hands came to push down the offending fabric of the pink uniform pants. Nor did he need to encourage the fox to lift his hips as the garment was pushed down. Kurama even obliged him by bringing his feet up, allowing Hiei to pull the pants off and toss them aside quickly.

Pulling his tank top over his head, red eyes surveyed the beauty before him. Red hair splayed over the floor, framing the delicately face with its lust glazed eyes, swollen, panting lips. The slender neck led to gracefully narrow shoulders that belied the power of the body they belonged to. Kurama’s arms were bent at his sides where they’d fallen to allow Hiei to sit up and remove his pants. Hiei could see the glistening trails he’d left on his exploration of the kitsune’s body, ending just above his navel. His eyes drifted lower, and his tongue darted out to moisten his lips at the sight of the exquisite line of the redhead’s erection as it rose from the nest of red hair that graced the apex of the bare white legs. It pulsed, dancing as if it could feel his eyes touch it. The fox was open and lay bare before him to do whatever he pleased. He could feel his shaft pulse in the confines of his own pants. Bringing his eyes back up to the green orbs, he held eye contact while he undid his belts slowly, drawing each one out as it was unfastened. He could see the desire in those emerald eyes as he deliberately drew out the act of unfastening his pants. He deliberately bent over the kitsune, his lips picking up where they left off before, nipping slightly just above the fox’s navel as he pushed his pants off his body, blocking the view from the hungry redhead. He heard Kurama groan aloud and smirked slightly as his tongue found its way into the indent, drawing another groan from the redhead. Kurama’s hands slid back into his hair, massaging his scalp as he languorously made love to the fox’s navel with his tongue. Lazily, he drew his hands up the bare legs that surrounded him, enjoying the sounds the fox made, groans and moans and sighs of pleasure.

Kurama’s body felt as if he were vibrating…he had to be, there was too much flowing through him for him to not be. He’d expected to be submissive, but nowhere in his wildest fantasies had he imagined he’d be subjected to such erotic sensations as he was now. He wanted more. Gently, silently, he begged, asked, pushed Hiei’s head, trying to get it to move lower, but the koorime refused to be moved any faster than he was going. A yelp of surprise and pleasure escaped him as one of Hiei’s hands began to fondle the weight of his balls as they lay heavy beneath his aching shaft. “More,” he begged, the word ghosting past his lips.

Hiei looked up from his preoccupation at the sound of the fox begging. Slowly, his free hand traced a path up the kitsune’s body, lightly drawing out shivers from the redhead as it made its way to his throat. Again, Hiei’s hand wrapped around Kurama’s throat and he squeezed lightly as his mouth came down to draw in the dripping erection. A gasping moan made its way past the restriction and Kurama’s body arched into his touch, burying the aching shaft deeper in the warm wet cavern that engulfed it. Kurama gasped, trying to draw in enough air, as Hiei’s lips slid back a bit before moving to the red thatch at the base of his shaft. He could still breathe, it was just difficult, and strangely enough, that added to the erotic feel of Hiei’s mouth around him. He again tried to cry out as Hiei’s tongue began to languidly explore the underside of his erection as his mouth moved rhythmically along the pulsing rod. With a silent scream, he came into Hiei’s mouth as the koorime began to hum around him, the world exploding into vivid colors before fading into darkness. Just before it faded completely, he felt the pressure at his neck release and he hungrily gulped in oxygen, the world again dancing around him as Hiei continued to suck and hum around his shaft. He could have sworn he’d climaxed twice under the sensual assault. His body went limp as he tried to make sense of anything at all.

Hiei sat back on his heels, letting Kurama regain his senses, stroking his legs gently. He glanced around the cave again, and smirked when he saw a bright red flower near him on a stem that extended from near the futon. When the bleary green eyes opened and attempted to focus on him, he asked gesturing at the flower, “You called it?”

Kurama’s eyes followed his motion and returned to the koorime. He shrugged, “I can’t remember.” His voice was ragged and it took more effort than he cared to admit to make the small motion needed to look or to speak.

Under different circumstances, Hiei’s expression could have been called a smirk. He reached out to the flower and dipped his fingers in the clear fluid that pooled in the blossom, his eyes locked on the green ones that barely managed to meet his. “More?” he asked simply.

Kurama’s eyes wandered downwards from Hiei’s, tracing the lines of his cheeks, lingering on the lips that conspired to bring him such pleasure before tracing the deceptively strong neck, too delicate to be as strong as it was, to square set shoulders. Drunkenly, his gaze danced over the bare chest, admiring the firm lines of hardened muscles under the pale skin, the lightly darkened nipples that were lightly peaked with arousal, along the parallel lines that marked Hiei’s abdomen. His eyes stopped their journey when they reached the flared head of the koorime’s erection tipped with precum just under his navel. Not looking away from the tempting sight and unable to follow the flowing arc lower due to his body being in the way, he licked his lips and answered, “Please.”

Amused bye the fox’s preoccupation, Hiei curled his toes under his feet, lifting his hips to give Kurama a better view while he encouraged the kitsune to roll his hips slightly, opening his body more. Without breaking his eye lock on Hiei’s shaft, Kurama complied, spreading his legs, bending them and resting his feet on the floor without being prompted. He wanted to feel that rod in his body, filling him. Hiei withdrew his sap covered fingers from the flower and lightly traced the veins in his erection, watching the expression on Kurama’s face and his quickly renewing arousal. With his still clean hand, he wiped the drop of precum off the head of his shaft and bent over to offer the digit to Kurama. Ravenously, Kurama bent up for the finger, taking it into his mouth and swirling his tongue all around it, savoring the pungent taste of the koorime before a gasp tore its way out of his throat when Hiei pressed a finger into his body. Kurama’s head fell back to the ground, his eyes closed, and he panted as the feeling of being penetrated for the first time overwhelmed him. Hiei’s finger returned to his mouth and his welcomed it back, moaning as its sibling moved gently in and out of his lower opening, coaxing his muscles to relax. He whimpered when he felt the lower digit removed only to moan wantonly when it was returned, joined by another. He’d forgotten what it was like to be on the receptive end of this torturous pleasure. He rocked his hips, encouraging Hiei to continue, to move faster. He wanted more. Hiei slowly drew his fingers apart, stretching the muscles even more, and Kurama sighed and moaned.

Hiei’s body was screaming out to be buried in the fox’s dark heat, but he didn’t want to hurt his friend. Taking a deep breath, he asked, “Now?”

“Please!” Kurama begged around his finger without hesitation. He whimpered when Hiei’s fingers were withdrawn from his body, leaving him empty and needy. He was vaguely aware of motion between his legs for too long a moment before he felt the promise of heaven pressing against his opening. He opened his eyes again when Hiei withdrew his finger from his mouth, looking up to meet red eyes that blazed with barely contained fire. “Please,” he whispered, feeling Hiei shaking above him. Slowly, deliberately, and with great care, Hiei pressed his hips forward. A long low groan was pressed from the kitsune’s body as he was stretched and filled endlessly. An eternity passed, Hiei continuing to penetrate him until he was sure nothing else would fit into his body, before the koorime’s hips pressed against his ass. In a daze, Kurama brought his arms up to hold onto Hiei, feeling him tremble as he fought for control. Sliding his hands up to Hiei’s shoulders, Kurama murmured, “It’s okay, Hiei. I’m ready.”

“I know,” Hiei returned, barely moving his lips to talk. He was fighting his desire to move quickly, to bring his climax about in the overly hasty manner his body craved. He wanted to come, he wanted it badly, but he wanted to bring Kurama the pleasure he was begging for. Slowly, he drew his hips back, relishing the groan that issued forth from the redhead’s overly tempting throat. As he moved back in, forcing himself to go slowly, he brought his lips again to sample that graceful neck, forcing his mind to concentrate on that rather than the burning heat that surrounded his throbbing erection. Kurama’s fingers threaded through his hair, holding him, encouraging him to continue while the redhead tipped back, opening the flesh more fully to the koorime’s exploration. Kurama’s hips began to undulate with Hiei’s slow strokes, lengthening each withdrawal, deepening each entry, encouraging Hiei to keep moving, dragging his shaft along the koorime’s abdomen.

Hiei’s lips traced over the rigid trachea and he felt the fox’s body tighten around him, almost breaking his strict control that was barely holding him back. Kurama whimpered slightly as his lips continued to trace a path across his neck up to his ear. “You want more of that?” he husked out, voice barely leaving his body, as his hand came up to touch the kitsune’s neck, teasing the pounding pulse that ran along his airway.

“Please,” Kurama begged. The shock that traveled through his body when Hiei’s lips brushed over his airway surprised him, making him want more.

Hiei pulled back from the kitsune’s neck, looking into his dark green eyes. Complete trust and confidence was all he saw in those lustful dark orbs. Reaching a decision not based on any reason, Hiei brought his lips back down to Kurama’s throat, bridging the kitsune’s voice box with his mouth and applied gentle pressure to the delicate flesh as his body moved faster within the tightening heat. Kurama’s hands tightened in the black hair as he felt one of Hiei’s hands come up to support his neck and the other squeeze between their bodies to encase his throbbing erection. The additional stimulation wasn’t necessary as Kurama’s body began to tense into his orgasm before the koorime’s fingers reached his pulsing shaft. Hiei groaned around the trapped throat as his erection was gripped almost painfully, his orgasm almost ripped from his body as the fox released between their stomachs. He felt Kurama’s arms going limp and released his hold on his throat, licking the area in apology as he noticed the coppery taste of blood on his lips. Kurama’s body spasmed once more and then lay still, Hiei collapsing onto his chest as they both struggled to breathe.

Hiei’s body was limp, his mind blank and relaxed as he lay recovering, so much so that he didn’t notice the subtle changes in the one below him until a voice spoke that was unlike the one he’d just heard begging. “You’re very good, you know, but now, it’s my turn.” Lifting his head, red met gold, surprised.


A/N: Well....as it has been pointed out, Frustration is a very good title for this story, isn't it? The whole breath control/choking thing....don't do it unless you really know what you're doing. That's all I'll say about it. On to reviews, since I forgot if I was going to say anything else about this chapter....

Blue Utopia: Yes, painful...but, it's the best place to break it....I agree, they're both complicated, and dominant, even though Kurama did offer to be submissive. I was going to say more, but...in all honesty...I've got my other story running through my head...Oh, I'm sure you saw my review for Island...thank you for posting it.

Lady Aqualyne: Hope you made it to class on time :D I'm glad you enjoyed it...hope you enjoyed this too ;D

KyoHana: An easy solution? Not really...I think this chapter, along with Kurama's reaction to being strangled in the last one, really show what Hiei needed....he needed someone to trust him. Enma didn't, that was obvious, and...it's complicated and made sense to me when I worte it, but as I said to Blue...my head's in my other story at the moment.

MeLaiya: Hope you liked this, and thank you :D

kit-kit: I think we all do...that's why he's so easy to write ;)

neaera: Thank you. I do try and improve, to grow as a writer, with each story, and sometimes it's harder than others, but I enjoy a challenge. I'm glad you enjoyed the imagery and the other bits slipped in. Hope you enjoyed this chapter as well.

KHL: Yep, our Kurama is a control freak...no matter if he's seme or uke...and Hiei knew where it was going from the beginning...I mean, way back in chapter one...Kurama asked how much he was up for...So...was Kurama thanked adequately? :D

SweetMissery: Glad you liked it.

And, just because I'm a major brat about this story...three more days, my loves...Keep reviewing and let me know what you think ;D