Memories of a Life Long Passed

Chapter 4

Kitsunes are Sexy for a Reason




“What?” Hiei frowned as he watched the kitsune stare at him for a few minutes.

“Hiei, what happened last night wasn’t a mistake. At least I don’t think so.” Kurama sat down next to Hiei, facing towards him. Slowly he raised his hand, brushing the back of it against the fire demon’s cheek. “I wish it hadn’t been just a kiss.”


“Feh, is that all that was wrong with you?”

“Hmm? So it doesn’t bother you?”

“Stupid, if it bothered me I would have said so. Do you really know so little about me, to think I’d just sit there while you were doing something I didn’t like?” Hiei scowled at the kitsune.

“No... But then my memory is a little frazzled at the moment.” Kurama smiled deviously as he hooked his fingers into the little demon’s hair. “Care to refresh my memory?” He pulled Hiei to him, noting no resistance from the fire demon. At first it was a simple kiss, two lips pressed gently together. The kitsune decided he’d had enough of that and slightly opened his mouth, deepening the kiss little by little until he felt Hiei responding. Hiei’s kisses were surprisingly soft, but had the power to set Kurama’s body ablaze.

Not content to just sitting by while the kitsune took charge, Hiei placed both hands on either sides of Kurama’s cheeks. His hands drifted down, his right hand curling around the back of Kurama’s neck as the other scratched down his chest. The kitsune let out a little hiss, to which Hiei smiled, instantly liking the sound. Light as a feather, he scratched across the kitsune’s chest, swirling around one nipple. Kurama gasped and tilted his head back from Hiei’s.

“What?” Hiei smirked at the surprised look on Kurama’s face.

“You’ve done this before? I didn’t figure you’d be into carnal pleasures.” Kurama said as he struggled to get his breathing back under control.

The fire demon shrugged. “I haven’t, and I’m not.” Hiei let an evil grin cross his lips as he slid his claws from the center of Kurama’s chest to the tip of his chin. “But I’m not stupid, I know what feels good.” He pushed the kitsune to his back, crawling up Kurama’s body until his lips touched the red head’s. “You were saying something about wishing there had been more?” He spoke softly into Kurama’s lips.

Kurama was surprised by Hiei’s actions, he always figured he’d be the meek one. Despite the dull throbbing in the poor kitsune’s head, he once again claimed Hiei’s lips, promising to himself that this wouldn’t be one sided. Being mostly naked was a disadvantage, so Kurama set to work removing Hiei’s clothes. He tugged up at the cloak usually worn by the fire demon, parting it and then tossing it across the room. The sleeveless shirt was next, he tugged at the fabric closest to his waist, first pulling it out of Hiei’s pants then sliding it up. Savoring the exquisite softness of the fire demon’s back, Kurama took a few seconds to stroke it.

Hiei’s breathing quickened as the kitsune pressed firmly against his spine at the base, then up to the back of his neck. He repeated this a few times, smirking at the way Hiei would pause in between kisses to pant every time Kurama caressed his back. For a little revenge Kurama scratched up the fire demon’s spine with both hands. Hiei took in a quick breath, arching his back against the kitsune’s body. The action had an extra pleasurable side effect as the hardness locked in Hiei’s pants rubbed against the one in Kurama’s underwear, making them both moan.

Resolving to keep the contact for as long as he could, Hiei bucked his hips against the kitsune’s eliciting another moan from them both. Kurama, on the other hand, hand enough of Hiei’s clothing and tugged off the offending shirt. As another pleasure filled moan escaped from his lips, Kurama started to remove the three belts holding Hiei’s pants up. It didn’t take long for him to get frustrated with the belts, only removing the first one in the time it would normally take to remove four.

Fingers twined around the kitsune’s, removing his hands from the belt so he could work the familiar fasteners. As soon as they were undone Kurama made his move, grabbing Hiei by the shoulders and flipping him onto his back. Kurama sat up, removing Hiei’s pants and flinging them around the same place the rest of Hiei’s clothing had been tossed. Kurama looked down, blinking a few times then laughed.

“What is it now?” Hiei snapped, not at all appreciating the laugh or the fact that Kurama was staring at his crotch and doing so.

The kitsune covered his mouth. “Oh, I’m sorry Hiei... I just didn’t think you’d actually wear the boxers I gave you a while back.”

A tiny bit of color tinted Hiei’s cheeks. “Hn. They’re blue and they have black dragons on them, of course I like them.” Hiei glared at Kurama. “Is this all that you wanted to do, laugh at the underwear YOU gave me?”

Kurama held up his hands. “No no no... It’s just... cute.”

“I am not cute.”

“Hmmm... You are.”

“I am no-“ Hiei’s words turned into a gasp as Kurama swiftly leaned down and nipped the hardened flesh trapped inside.

The kitsune slid both hands into the boxers, kneading at Hiei’s inner thighs. He slid his hands out, scraping his nails along the little demon’s thighs to his knees. Hiei only let out a tiny panting sound. It wasn’t enough for Kurama to hear, he wanted his fire demon to cry out. So he hooked his fingers into the elastic around his waist, tugging down as he worked the silky dragon boxers off. Kurama smirked as lowered his head, teasingly blowing on the hardened member. Hiei let out another ragged sigh. Kneading at Hiei’s thighs again, Kurama cracked his lips open to give Hiei one long lick. The fire demon moaned softly, curling his fingers into the kitsune’s hair. Kurama nibbled along the edges of the tip, then swirled his tongue around the head. Taking just the head into his mouth, his tongue explored every inch and even darting into the hole at the very top.


Hiei’s moan became a little louder, the fingers in the red head’s hair tightening just a bit. Amused by his new lover’s reactions, Kurama decided to tease him a bit more. Sliding the rest of the fire demon’s length into his mouth he sucked hard, rubbing his tongue up and down in quick motions against the trapped member. Hiei grunted, making fists in Kurama’s hair. Painfully slow, the kitsune raised his head releasing the member from his mouth. Quickly he turned his head and bit Hiei’s inner thigh.

The little demon wasn’t having any of Kurama’s playfulness at the moment, so he tugged the kitsune’s head back to his length. It was the closest he’d ever come to begging. Kurama obliged his lover, taking the member once again into his mouth while using one hand to steady it. The kitsune settled himself into a more comfortable position then wrapped his arms around both thighs, tugging the little demon closer to his face. He eased his head up slowly at first, enjoying the panting sounds coming from Hiei. Little by little he increased his speed, the pants changing into moans.

Hiei unconsciously started to rock his hips in time with the kitsune’s speed, losing all thought as he felt the beginnings of an orgasm. Much to Kurama’s satisfaction, Hiei’s release was a loud one, though a bit painful as he tugged hard at Kurama’s hair. It ran through the little demon like lightning, his body tingling as an after effect. Kurama faithfully swallowed all that his lover had to offer, lapping at the tip even though it had long ceased to stop spewing the semi-sweet liquid.

The little demon laid there panting as Kurama took his beauty in, knowing the other would look at him oddly if he stared at any other time. Licking his salty lips Kurama inched his way up Hiei’s body, laying soft kisses along the way. He stopped when he reached Hiei’s chest. Circling his arms around the lower back of the fire demon, Kurama laid his head against the still heaving chest. Hiei’s hands shook a little as he tried to regain control of his body, despite the shakiness he was still able to stroke the soft hair of his kitsune.

After a few minutes of silence and hardly any movement from Hiei Kurama thought the fire demon had fallen asleep, but when he looked up he saw that ruby eyes were glinting dangerously at him. The little demon lifted Kurama’s chin, dragging the kitsune so he was close enough to kiss.

“If you thought that would be all I was up for, then you’ve under estimated me kitsune.” Hiei’s now gruff voice whispered.