The Second Unmarked Videotape

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

As promised, Hiei met up with Kurama in the woods, far from the stench of the human cities. The site was marked by a long forgotten wall and a derelict hunting shack that stood like ghosts from the mysterious past. The clearing was just big enough that the trees did not block out the warm sun or the starry night sky. Hiei wasn’t sure how Kurama came upon this place. Finding unusual places was just another one of Kurama’s many talents.

Hiei dipped his paintbrush into the can of thin white paint, while grousing under his breath about overly ambitious foxes. Sometime between Sunday and Wednesday, Kurama concocted an elaborate plan for his seduction of Yusuke Urameshi, which involved transforming this clearing into a “Wonderland.” Hiei told him that seducing Yusuke was not that hard, but the fox insisting on going through with his cockamamie scheme, just for the fun of it. Hiei wasn’t having fun. First, Kurama wanted him to help carry a big chair and table all the way out into the woods. Then, they had to clear out all leafs and shrubs, so Kurama could make the grass all pretty. Now, Kurama had him painting the bloody shack. If memory serves, they came to make a sex tape for Yusuke, not play better homes and gardens!

Hiei swiped on the last bit of paint and stood back to assess his work. Kurama, who had been across the clearing growing a patch of purple flowers, came over handing Hiei a bottle of water. As Hiei tipped his head back to guzzle the water, Kurama took the opportunity to thoroughly admire his bare chest. Kurama’s eyes followed a drop of sweat as it rolled off his collarbone and down gullies of his muscle toned chest, past his abs, to finally absorb into his waistband.

“It looks good,” Kurama was referring to the shack-- or was he?

“Hn,” Hiei grunted.

“Oh, don’t be that way.” Kurama disregarded the other’s mood, “Besides, I have a surprise just for you.”

Kurama led Hiei to a pair of boxes, he’d brought. Hiei bent and opened the one Kurama indicated. His eyes practically lit up when he saw what was inside. It was a pretty blue Alice in Wonderland costume. It was too big to fit him, and it looked too small for Kurama…

Kurama said, “I know how much you like playing dress up, so I thought I’d get Yusuke to wear this.”

“You always get me the nicest things,” Hiei chuckled. He couldn’t wait to see Yusuke in it. But before that could happen…

“You have the video equipment set up?” Hiei asked.

Kurama already had everything set up; all Hiei would have to do is push the record button. But not yet, Kurama said he needed to do some preparations first. Before Hiei could ask, ‘what kind of preparations?’ Kurama produced a bottle that Hiei recognized at once. Then Hiei knew what kind of preparations. He sat own in the grass, knowing he’d soon have trouble standing.

Kurama started taking off his clothes. He moved fluidly and slower than necessary. But Kurama wasn’t just trying to get the job done; he was looking good while doing it-- and teasing the smaller demon in the process. Once he was completely disrobed, he opened the bottle and applied a liberal amount of the goo to his fingers. He settled down, in his patch of soft purple flowers, on his hands and knees. Kurama dipped his two fingers between the round globes of his ass to massage his entrance. A soft gasp escaped his lips when he penetrated himself. He worked his fingers in and out; making sure the hole was stretched and well lubricated. He was clearly enjoying his work. He hadn’t even touched his cock yet, he already had a semi-hard erection.

Hiei was enjoying watching him work. Kurama looked so sexy with his pale skin in contrast to those dark purple flowers. His cheeks nearly matched his hair, they were so red. And those lips, those pink, panting lips… Hiei couldn’t help but wanting to taste those lips. He crawled on his hands and knees to Kurama so that he could capture those lips. Hiei could feel the heat of Kurama’s mouth flow into him. He opened his mouth so his tongue could steal into that hot moist cavern, but Kurama met him with his own. Their tongues dueled in the space between them. Hiei won, and he devoured his prize. Kurama moaned as he inserted another finger into his own rectum. Hiei swallowed that moan as well.

Needing to relieve some of pressure that was building in him, Hiei slipped his hand into his own trousers, gripped his hot flesh and pumped it urgently. Kurama saw this and became fully hard. It was amazing how much they stimulated each other, considering they were both on their hands and knees, the only part of them touching were their mouths.

Kurama pulled away, “We’d better start recording,” he panted.

Reluctantly, Hiei got up and went to the video camera, the full erection making it difficult for him to walk. He pressed record and then sat himself down to watch. Kurama’s act started out slow, only subtlety touching himself. The fox loved to tease. But then he started using his plants, and it was scene worthy of amine pornography. As Hiei stared, his breath started coming in harsh gasps and his fingers dug into the grass. Kurama summoned a gourd to penetrate his ass. Sure when Hiei saw that bottle of lube, he figured Kurama was planning something like this-- but damn!

Kurama screamed the most fuckably obscene things as the vegetation had its way with him. Hiei could see his muscles twitching and clinching on the verge of orgasm. His mind screamed in jealousy, all that sweet pressure wasted on a squash!

Kurama came hard. The second his cock stopped spewing his seed, Hiei shut off the camera. In a flash Hiei was in front of Kurama. He none to gently grabbed the gourd and yanked it out Kurama. Kurama voiced a started cry, only to voice another one when Hiei replaced it with his searing hot shaft.

“Damn it… so hot… oh shit Kurama,” Hiei cursed as he ravenously took his friend.

Hiei entered him with such force, that the vines holding Kurama aloft could not hold. They broke, Kurama started to fall, but Hiei caught him and lowered to the ground. He nuzzled at the pale chest before him, before sinking his teeth into the upper left pectoral.

“Hiei!” Kurama cried out.

His hands shot up to claw at Hiei’s back. The smaller demon let out small growls as he repeatedly nipped and sucked at the bit flesh. The shear primal heat of it was driving Kurama mad. Kurama’s arousal was returning quickly and at the pace Hiei was going, it wasn’t going to last long.

Hiei suddenly stilled himself in Kurama and shuttered. Kurama felt his liquid heat spill inside of him. Kurama couldn’t help but feel a slight annoyed, Hiei had gotten him all fired up and then he came first, leaving Kurama to carry on alone. Kurama reached for his re-awaked erection, but Hiei beat him to it. Hiei griped him tightly and started to work his cock.

“Ohhh, thank you, Hiei,” Kurama moaned in all sincerity.

A few expert tugs later, he came into Hiei’s hand. Hiei licked the result from his fingers while commenting, “You taste good, fox.”

“Is that why you bit me?” Kurama asked from under the post orgasmic haze.

“I like leaving marks on my lovers,” Hiei said as a-matter-a-fact, “that way every time you change your clothes or bath, you will remember the time we were together, forever-- well at until it heals.”

Kurama laughed out loud and then said, “You know for a second there, your words almost sounded romantic.”

Hiei bristled at the word, ‘romantic’. “I am not romantic!” He protested.

Kurama laughed at him some more, but settled himself when Hiei became sullen. “Don’t pout,” Kurama kissed him on the cheek. And remarkably Hiei stopped pouting.

After they got cleaned up and Kurama got dressed, he flopped down on the soft grass. Hiei came to rest at his side. Hiei briefly sniffed at his hair before setting his head on Kurama’s shoulder. It was one of those odd mannerisms that Kurama was becoming steadily more aware of. He disregarded them, though; because he was pretty sure they meant nothing.

“When you going to give it to him?” Hiei asked.

“After he watches the tape,” Kurama said blandly.

“That was my joke,” Hiei pointed, “And I meant, when are you going to give him the tape?”

Kurama, chuckled, “I’ll call him this weekend, see when he’s free.”

“Can I watch?”

Kurama responded with a smile, “Of course, why do you think I bought those costumes?”

It was getting dark out and the air was beginning to carry the chill of the night. Venus was already visible in the sky. Kurama brought his hand around to stroke at Hiei’s back. Hiei sighed at contact and scooted minutely closer.

A/N: I think I’m going to have to stop posting these as PWP. Because the longer I spend on this series the more it seems a like a plot is developing. I started Kurama and Hiei off in a sort of friends with benefits relationship, but I think there are some real feelings bubbling in the subtext. Oh sob, melodramatic swoon. Will my readers still love me if I introduced a plot?