Dreams

Hi B here. After much tweaking and waiting on the fans parts here it is, the finished revise of Dreams. I must of add at least four pages of petting and groping. It was a lot of work, but worth the effort. Well, know I’ve got to go fix of “The Koorime’s Litter.” Hmm, I kind of glossed over the sex scenes in that one. Maybe I should add on to those. Let me know if anyone interested. As always comments are welcomed, good or bad. Just please explain why you don’t like something instead of @%#$!@ okay.

Ja ne

b-chan

Kurama finished packing his stuff and glanced around to make sure he hadn’t forgotten anything. He smiled as his eyes landed on one of the king size beds, memories of last night flowing back to him. The fox licked his chops remember
Yusuke’s taste, the feel of Hiei’s mouth, the pleasure he’d gotten from both. We’ll defiantly have to do that again and soon.

He chuckled low to himself remembering how Hiei had walked out of the room with a slight limp his morning. Yusuke had been all smiles at breakfast as he passed off hickies for bruises from his matches. He, Kurama, had just sat there looking smug. Of course, everyone thinks it’s because we won the tournament, but I know better.

Kurama sighed, found memories, and picked up his bag heading towards the door. He was just about to open it, when it swung in on its own nearly clipping his nose.

"Kurama," chirped Botan who was standing on the other side. She thrust a letter and package in his face. "This is from Koenma-sama, he wanted me to give it to you."

"Oh, thank you Botan," said Kurama taking the package.

"No problem. I’ve got to go. See yah!" She ran down the halls like a little girl, happy as a clam.

"Hmmm...." said Kurama looking at the plain envelope. He went back into the room and sat down on the bed as he tore the letter open.

Kurama, meet me at the luxury sweet at the top of the hotel, room 273 at 7:00 tonight for a special assignment. Do not tell any one, this assignment is top secret.

P.S. wear this.

Koenma.

Kurama stared at the letter a bit longer. What did that mean? A surprise case so soon after the tournament, Koenma was so cruel!

"Oh well," said Kurama tossing his bag back to the floor. "Looks like I’ll be staying here a bit longer."

"Hmm..." he said opening the package. Kurama’s eyes grew very larger.

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I’m going to kill him thought Kurama as he stocked down the hall toward Koenma’s room. On the way every guy he passed gave him a look over, some doing double takes, more then one girl steamed with jealously.

"What the hell kind of mission is he sending me on anyway?" muttered Kurama to himself. His frown deepened when a tall youkai blocked his path.

"Yo babe, what’s the hurry?" asked the youkai backing Kurama up to a wall and leaning over him.

Kurama sighed; this was the third one that had done that. A quick grab, twist and pull, and the youkai was curled up on the floor in a fetal position. Kurama dusted off his hands and continued to stomp down the hall. He found Koenma’s room and slammed the door open.

"Okay Koenma, why the hell do I have to wear a dress for this mission!" barked the youko. True to his word, Kurama wore a sleek, green gown of shiny satin. It had a U shape neckline and long slits up both sides of the skirt. Adding to the outfit were a pair of matching green three-inch heels and a pair of white gloves going all the way up the fox’s arms.

Kurama blinked his eyes several times, in front of him was not Koenma, but Yusuke. The teen was all decked out in delectable black leather. Sleeve-less jacket with metal button’s and buckles, no shirt, skin tight black leather pants- if Yusuke’s ass looked good in jeans, woe, woe, woe!- knee high boots with steel toes, finger-less bike gloves, and a black spike studded dog collar?!

"Y-Yusuke?" said Kurama.

"Kurama? What are you doing here?" His eyes scanned down the fox’s outfit, lingering in certain areas. "Nice dress," he said with a bad boy grin, going rather nicely with the rest of his new look. The fox wasn’t sure how to respond; had that been sarcasm or a real compliment?

Before he could make up his mind Koenma strolled in from the dinning room in a smoke jacket and for some odd reason his teenage form. "Ah! Kurama you look smashing. Would you be a dear and put the do not disturb sign up?"

Too stunned to argue Kurama did as he was asked and walked over to stand next to Yusuke.

"Koenma? What the hell’s going on?" asked Yusuke. "Why are we wearing these weird outfits?"

"We should wait for Hiei before I tell you what the assignment is," said Koenma with a secretive grin.

"Hiei?" questioned both teens.

The door banged open causing both teens to turn to see the said demon standing in the doorway.

"How cute!" shouted both Yusuke and Kurama running over to glump the petite fire demon.

"Get off me!" shouted Hiei.

The fire demon was dressed in a ningen elementary school uniform. It consisted of a short sleeve button up white shirt, a big blue bow tie, little black shoes, white socks pulled up high on his calves, and light blue sinfully tight pretty boy shorts. The picture was completed with a small backpack slung over the demon’s shoulders covered in Hello Kitty characters.

"Koenma you’d better have a damn good reason for me having to wear this!" said Hiei throwing down the backpack and pulling his sword out of God knows where to leveling it at the Prince of Death.

"Hiei, may look the part of adorable little kid right now, but he’s still the same old Hiei," laughed Yusuke.

Hiei gave him an odd look, one that might almost have been approval as his eyes slowly moved up from Yusuke knees to his face.

When the half koorime’s eyes landed on Kurama the fox grinned at him and couldn’t resist a tease. "Hey little boy, you want to sit on my lap?"

They watched the petite fire demon fight hard to not blush and lose badly. "Hn," snorted Hiei turning his face to the side. Something that looked dangerously like a pout appeared on his lips or perhaps that was just the image Hiei was currently projecting.

"I don’t even want to know what Kuwabara’s going to show up in," said Yusuke looking out the door.

Koenma chuckled and moved over to shut and lock the door. "Kuwabara isn’t invited on his mission."

"What?!" said all three.

"Your assignment is me," said Koenma giving them a charming smile.

Blank look of confusion appeared on all three’s faces. "You?" said Yusuke. "Just what do you mean by that?"

Koenma smiled and sat down on the huge bed stuck in the middle of the room.

"I mean you three are going to pleasure me with your bodies," said the god as if it was a simple request.

“What?!” the three chorused yet again.

"Just why should we do that?" asked Kurama hands on hips.

Koenma smiled evil like and picked up a remote to press a button.

The TV turned on, lots of moans and groans were heard as all three tantei’s faces turned beat red.

Hiei leapt forward and sliced the TV in half. Breathing in ragged breath he continued to hank at the remains of the entertainment unit.

"Koenma, you peeping tom!" shouted Yusuke.

"If you think that was the only copy of that tape you’re very wrong. If you don’t do as I say, well... let’s just say this tape might end up in the corner of a few movie rentals in the Reikai, Makai, and Ningenkai."

All three paled.

"Show time you three," said Koenma leaning back on the bed. He took a glass of wine from a nightstand and sipped it.

"You’re going to watch!" said Yusuke mortified.

"For now," grinned Koenma.

Yusuke stood there gapping at the Jr. god of death in disbelief. Kurama looked thoughtfully at Koenma as if weighting out his options. Coming to some kind of conclusion the fox shrugged and grabbed Yusuke.

"Kurama, you can’t be serious!" sputtered Yusuke within the fox’s arms, looking nervous as his eyes darted from Koenma and back to Kurama.

"It’s not like we have much choice Yusuke, might as well enjoy it," said the fox leaning in to kiss protesting lips.
Yusuke tense in an uncertain fashion, eyes glancing over at Koenma who was watching with perverse pleasure in his eyes. When Kurama’s tongue ghosted over his lips Yusuke gave a mental shrug and grabbed Kurama around the waist kissing back. "Ah, damn. Why not," said Yusuke once they’d pulled apart.

In unison both turned to look at Hiei, who was trying to discreetly look around for an escape route. The Koorime boy paled under their combined gazes and backed away, shaking his head. “No, fucking way.”

Kurama grinned. "Come here little school boy, I’m going to teach you a nice lesson," purred Kurama.

"Yah," smirked Yusuke getting into the role-play. "Give me all your lunch money or I’ll have to take my payment in some…another way." He chuckled darkly as he advanced on the wide-eyed fire demon.

Poor Hiei, who didn’t know anything about ningen schools, didn’t have any snappy comebacks. He soon found himself backed into a corner by the two.

Yusuke’s hand snapped forward to snatch hold of the front of Hiei’s shirt and tossed the demon down onto the carpeted floor. The ravine haired-teen wasted no time pinning his victim down and giving the smaller demon a deep ravishing kiss. Hiei moaned against the taller boy‘s lips, turned on in ways he couldn’t explain by the other’s aggressive nature and his supposed helpless state.

Yusuke could taste the expensive sweetened coffee Hiei had savor this morning for breakfast, and to a smaller extent the rich syrup the fire demon had so drenched his pancakes with. It was almost strange that such a mellow person could consume so much sugar and not be bouncing off the walls; perhaps that was the key to Hiei insane speed? To put it simply kissing Hiei was very sweet. As his tongue play over Hiei’s he noted that it was a different shape then his own, more tapered at the tip and as Yusuke discovered by the other kissing him back, much longer then his own. The fire demon’s skimmed over his canines and back to touch his molars. A wave of heat shot down to Yusuke’s groin at the explorative move, just thinking of the possibilities. Yusuke broke the kiss with a breathless pant, lips hovering centimeters from Hiei’s own kiss swollen ones. The fire demon titled his head over and started to lean up seeking another kiss. Yusuke snapped his head up out of the demon’s reach and looked down at him with half hooded eyes as if considering. Reaching into the pocket of his leather jacket he pulled out a butterfly knife and with an expert twirl flipped it open. Holding eyes with Hiei startling big ones he leaned down to give the blade a long suggestive lick.

"Yusuke, don’t!" shouted Hiei in panic twisting to try and get away as the raven-haired teen held him down with one hand and used the other to ran the flat side of the blade down his pale cheek. Moving the knife lower Yusuke began cutting Hiei shirt, reducing it to straps on his strong frame. Fisting his hand in the ribbons of white fabric he ripped the remaining tatters off with one good pull, leaving the blue tie around his toy’s neck. Just like a present waiting to be unwrapped he thought, snapping the butterfly knife closed with a twirl admiring his handy work. The fire demon was tense under him, had he actually thought Yusuke was going to cut him?! The thought was disturbing, from what he could gather hurting your partner for some kind of sexual high didn’t seem all that uncommon in the demon realm. Kurasu was a prime example and Kurama to a certain extent also seemed to enjoy biting and bleed his bedmate; perhaps it was a fox thing? Still he found no sexual thrill in bringing pain to his partner, biting was one thing, but actually aiming to maim was a whole other. He’d much rather have his partner writhing in pleasure from his touches. It was no fun unless both parties enjoyed themselves.

"Oh Yusuke you’re such a bad boy," said Kurama licking his chops as one hand caressed a long curvy legs, made even more so by the heels he wore. Recognizing Kurama was in a playful mood and wanting attention Yusuke pulled Hiei onto his lap and into a binding full body embrace. His arms and legs circled the slender apparition lightly as if taunting him to attempt another escape. Perhaps the teen wanted to encourage his smaller company to squirm and wiggle against him or more precisely certain parts of him. He had no doubt Hiei was very aware of the hard piece of flesh jabbing threw the material of their pants and into his backside. The fire demon’s eyes darted from Kurama to Yusuke to Koema, and back to Kurama, his attention captured and held much like his own current position with the fox’s slow suggestive movements. All present turned their attention over to the playful creature before them.

Kurama laughed in a delighted manner under their combined stares and began to twist and turn his slender frame in a slow seductive dance. Sliding his gloved fingertips over his sides and legs. Bending his long frame in sensual arches that had one wishing feverishly for a camera. He played with his own long hair, threading his finger threw the thick locks and splaying them over his shoulder and back like a red fan of fire. Rising up one gloved hand he nipped at a fingertip before slipping the digit into his mouth. The fox’s eyes closed and he groaned loudly, sucking and swaying to an invisible beat.

Yusuke let out his own moan of want and pressed Hiei’s weight down more across his lap needing the presser with the erotic display. Hiei responded with a breathless gasp, whether from Yusuke’s actions of Kurama’s it was hard to say. Never the less, the petite demon’s gazed was transfixed on Kurama’s fingers as if he were wishfully thinking of himself nipping and suck those slender digits. Koenma had downed his wine without really noticing, he looked like he might need another glass or at least something to occupy his hands before he joined in. The god however, did manage to keep his hands to himself.

Letting the moistened finger slip from his lips Kurama nipped the tip with his teeth and giving his audience a steamy look pulled it slowly off dropping it to the floor. The fox removed his other glove with far less show, but still a playful mischief air to him. Turning on his heels he gave them his back and gathered his long red hair to the side, one hand slid up his backside, questing over his own lean frame to grab the zipper of the dress and slowly tug it downward. Everyone’s eyes followed its decent.

Kurama’s hands went up to caress his arms. First pulling one then the other strap down. The slick material slipped off his body to pool on the floor much like a serpent shedding its skin. With an extra kick to his feet Kurama stepped out of the dress and turned around. Scanning his eyes around to gage their various reactions Kurama’s gaze settle on Koenma and with a sexy grin he hooked the dress with one foot and tossed it his way. The dress fell over the Prince of Death’s head and the Jr. god lifted a corner to peek out, continuing to watch with lustful eyes.

Sensually Kurama strutted over towards Yusuke like a super model on the catwalk, only slower, more intense. His heels only added to the image. The only other stitch that remained, besides the strappy heels, were a pair of woman’s black lacy underwear. Reaching his destination Kurama lifted a hand to caresses the side of Yusuke’s face slowly circling around the teen and his captive.

Kurama knelt down behind Yusuke running his hands up Yusuke’s bare arms. "I like my men very naughty," he whispered into Yusuke’s ear before nipping it.

Yusuke groaned and released Hiei from his binding hold to slide his hands down the demon’s well muscled back. His hands journeyed to the tight blue shorts and slid in to grab the Koorime boy’s ass, grinding the other’s rear onto his stiff arousal.

Hiei blushed, his breath quickening. He could remember, all to well, being Yusuke’s last night. Without his permission his body began to heat up from the sinful contact. Part of him protested; the other part welcomed it. In the end the scales tipped in Yusuke and Kurama’s favor; he had never felt desired by any one in anyway before. The feeling was strangely addictive. It would be worth it if he felt even a fraction of what he had last night. That decided he leaned his face against Yusuke’s shoulder, rubbing his bare chest against the leather clad teen and let his little pink tongue flick out to lick up Yusuke’s neck to his other ear.

Yusuke shivered at their twin assault. If he didn’t know any better he’d say both had oral fetishists. Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth he squeezed Hiei tighter and leaned back against Kurama, moaning softly to let them know how much he was enjoying their attention.

Kurama traveled down Yusuke’s neck, skipping over the dog collar with his tongue. Tugging on the black leather jacket he slid it off one shoulder to kiss the flesh revealed and with his other hand finished moving the article from his toy. He then backed away and lowered his lover to lay flat. Yusuke fisted his hand in Hiei’s hair and yanked, bringing the fire demon’s head up so they could kiss. Kurama circled around them till he was positioned between Yusuke’s bent legs.

On the bed Koenma panted, so aroused by the sight that he almost came right then. He drew in a shaky breath to try and calm himself then leaned forward to better see what Kurama was up to.

The red head pushed Yusuke’s legs farther apart. His slender hands ran up the black leather pants to the teen’s crotch. There was a loud, long zipping sound as Kurama tugged down the fly and a huge piece of juicy meat sprang up before his hungry mouth. Kurama licked his lips before lowering his head.

Yusuke taught his less experienced partner the pleasures of a deep kiss. He broke off the kissing session suddenly to let out a deep gasp as he felt something warm and moist enveloping him. His grip on Hiei tightens almost painfully for the Koorime boy as he pushed Hiei up to sit on his chest and muffled his cry of pleasure against the demon’s washboard abs. His cries stopped to be replaced by Hiei’s as he titled his head up to bite down on one of the Koorime’s nipples. Hiei lurched forward to slap his hands on the carpeted floor, fingers digging in at the sharp pain. He groaned low in his throat as Yusuke let go to start licking and sucking the nub as if to apologize.

Koenma whimpered on the bed. He couldn’t take it any more he needed them, but which one. He watched as Hiei’s small mouth opened and closed, how the Koorime would chew his lower lip in an attempt to keep quiet, revealing those cute little fangs of his. He wanted Hiei to do to him what he’d done to Kurama last night, the fox looked like he’d died and gone to heaven. Koenma’s eyes went to Kurama, he watched as the fox’s head moved up and down, pulling away just enough for Koenma to see through the silky red hair. Kurama licked up one side of Yusuke’s shaft and wrapped his tongue around it to run up to the tip, where he vigorous worked. The fox nipped and licked several times before engulfing Yusuke completely again. The raven-haired teen groaned loudly against Hiei. Koenma trembled with desire for the fox. He wanted to taste the red head, to feeling that satiny skin, to breathe in the perfumed scent of roses. Koenma’s eyes landed on the object of Yusuke’s desire that Kurama was so skillfully pleasing. Gods! He was huge! Koenma wanted it, he wanted it all. To feel Yusuke big and full inside of him. The raven-haired teen slamming up into him that powerful body moving against his like it had against Hiei’s last night.

Koenma groaned and fisted his hands into the bed sheets. He couldn’t decide whom he wanted more: Hiei, Yusuke, or Kurama. If he didn’t decided soon he would explode.

"Stop!"

All three froze and stopped the erotic play to look up at their employer. Koenma grinned and got up to untie the belt of his smoke jacket. He had decided he would have it all. He dropped the rode to stand completely naked before them. Their eyes roamed up and down his form, they grinned; obviously liking what they saw.

"Hiei," purred Koenma getting down on his knees by the Koorime boy still sitting on Yusuke’s chest. The koorime lifted an eyebrow at him. "Come here," said Koenma beckoning the koorime with his finger.

Hiei hesitated a moment, looking between his red and raven-haired lovers who only returned the look with encouraging ones of their own. Sliding off Yusuke he knelt in front of Koenma, ruby gaze fixed on the Prince of Death in curiosity. Koenma grabbed the fire demon by the throat and pulled him forward for a bruising kiss. His tongue invaded the demon’s mouth; Hiei kissed back with the new knowledge he’d just acquired from Yusuke.

Oh yes! Though Koenma. His mouth is so sweet, so hot. He shivered against Hiei, hands reaching up to grope the fire demon’s flesh as Hiei mapped his mouth with his tongue and teased him with a kind of skill that one so inexperience shouldn’t have possessed.

Koenma broke off the kiss before he ending up pushing the petite apparition to the floor. "They say,” he panted pausing a moment to regain his breath and fondled the demon with his eyes, “They say fire demons are the most skilled with their mouths," said Koenma grabbing Hiei by the shoulder and pushing him down on his hands and knees. He moved his hips forward towards the demon. "Would you care to test that theory?"

Hiei blushed in a very uncharacteristic moment of shyness. His ruby eyes sot out his other two lovers and was taken aback by the eager way they leaned foreword to watch. Obviously he wasn’t the only one to get a kick out of watching. Gaining courage from their obvious enjoyment he stuck out his tongue and licked Koenma on the tip very slowly while keeping his eyes trained on the two watchers. The god shivered and the hands on his shoulders tightened. Yusuke and Kurama watched on with greedy eyes.

Hiei found he didn’t just like watching he liked being watched. The thought of their eyes on him set his body on fire (not literal) with a new level of arousal. His gaze flicked up to Koenma who’s expression could almost be describe as painful. Even thought he was the one in the submissive position it was he who held the power. Liking this train of thought Hiei began to lick his new treat like one would an ice-cream cone, small strokes of his tongue. He branched off and began to experiment: playing with the head, sticking the tip of his tongue into the slit, twirling his tongue up and down the sides. He pulled back and tilted his head to gently bite the side of Koenma’s shaft, lightly scrapping his pointy fangs on it.

"Ah Hiei!" cried out Koenma. "Don’t tease."

The Koorime laughed against him and moved lower. His lips moved to suck the underside of Koenma’s erection near the base, while one hand ventured up to cup and caressed the godling’s balls. Koenma let out a gasping high note and Hiei glanced up to watch as several beads of pearly white precum escaped the tip of Koenma’s erection to slowly slide down his way. Moving back up, his tongue caught the first few drops then dragged back up to the source giving Koenma one long stroke from balls to tip. The Jr. God of Death cried out and tossed his head. Yusuke and Kurama licked their chops.

"Hiei please," said Koenma not sure he could take any more teasing from that wonderful hot tongue.

Hiei snorted at being rushed, but took pity when he saw such a pleading expression on the godling’s face. He opened his mouth, idly wondering just how deep he could take Koenma, before deciding to find out.

Koenma cried out as he was enveloped in Hiei’s heat. He let go of the demon’s shoulders to fist one hand in Hiei’s wild hair none too gently and looked down at the sight. Hiei’s nose was buried in the curly hair at his base, the petite demon’s large eyes shut softy. He was keeping his jaw relaxed for more confront like a pro, Koenma was however pleasantly shocked when the fire demon swallowed hard and he felt the head of his arousal touch the back of his throat. He’d expected Hiei to start choking, but the fire apparition keep his composure and drew back only to swallow again in that mine numbing matter. Hiei’s head began to bob slowly, drawing back for a breath then swallowing again. He was nearly undone when the Koorime let out a low moan that vibrated him to the root and began titling his head from side to side, using his tongue to protect against sharp teeth and add to the wondrous feeling he was invoking. Oh fuck! It was a good thing the little demon was going slow or Koenma would have lost it there. One hand began to pet Hiei’s soft hair slowly to show his enjoyment.

"Yusuke..." he breathed, looking at the raven-haired teen with lust-clouded eyes. They journeyed from Yusuke’s face down to his sizable erection jutting out from the black leather pants, still hard and wet and in need of release. "Come here Yusuke," breathed Koenma.

The raven-haired teen didn’t hesitate to join them. He moved over to Koenma and gave him a bruising kiss, much like Koenma had given Hiei. The kiss was broken off short as Koenma gasped against Yusuke’s mouth: fire demons were indeed naturally very good at head. "Yusuke behind me," whispered Koenma against his lips a dark blush painted over his checks and nose, whether from having to ask or from Hiei’s attention it was hard to say.

Yusuke gave a smug grin and leaned back, thrusting his hips forward in the air. "You want this?" asked Yusuke rocking his hips slowly and reaching up a hand to stroke himself.

"Yes," panted the god, tongue snaking out to wet his lips at the sight.

Yusuke’s grin became even more smug and getting up he moved around behind the pair. His hands wondered up to grip Koenma on both sides and his fingers began to gently squeeze and fondle them. He leaned in till Koenma could distinctly feel the teen’s hot breath beating down on his neck and shoulder.

Koenma gasped and swallowed hard, his hands going down to still Hiei’s head at the first brush of Yusuke’s sex against his rear. The light contract, along with anticipation, had almost caused him to lose it once more. He groaned in loss as Yusuke removed his light touch and Hiei took the moment to rest and take a breather, leaving the sudden chill of the room to blow across his damp erection. He shivered violently. The sound of the three men panting soft and deeply was the loudest to be heard in the room.

“Having fun are we?” came Yusuke’s amused voice right next to his ear. A little lower a smug “Hn,” was heard.

Koenma opened his mouth to ask them to continue, but closed it with a hiss as Yusuke’s fingers encircle his cock tightly, the other one gripped his chin as the dark haired teen pressed his cheek to the godling’s.

“Can’t have too much of that just yet, now can we,” he purred. Koenma whimpered at the almost painful hold Yusuke was using on him. Hiei sat back on his heels, content to watch for now.

“Yu..suk-,” the word was cut off as two fingers of the hand holding his chin thrust into his mouth.

“Suck bitch,” growl Yusuke softly and nudged his sex once more at Koenma’s backside. “Suck it good and wet, cause you’ll need it.”

Koenma’s eyes rolled down to Look at Hiei who wore an amused look, to Kurama who’s eyes fairly sparkled with a lustful light, and back towards Yusuke. The raven haired teen gave Koenma’s head a shake and his sex a squeeze that had the young god sucking in a sharp breath. Yusuke might have gotten too much into his role, because that one had actually hurt a bit. Deciding not to push his luck any more, Koenma’s lips circled Yusuke’s fingers and he sucked and laved them with his tongue. His breath hitched when the teen began grinding his arousal against his backside in a teasing manner. Koenma felt electric trills of pleasure spike up and down his spine. The teen was everything he’d ever dreamed he’d be and then some. He almost protested as Yusuke withdrew his fingers, but a hard glare from the teen shut him up.

“This might be a little uncomfortable,” said Yusuke, his eyes went down to Hiei, still kneeling before them both. He admired the sight a moment, his eyes softening a smidge for the fire demon. “How about you help… distract him?”

Hiei’s smile was positively wolfish, leaning forward he placed his hands on the sides of Koenma’s waist. Ducking his head he wrapped his lips around the head of Koenma’s arousal and used his tongue to flick over it.

Koenma bucked against their hold. The fire demon’s mouth felt several times hotter after his damp sex had been exposed so long to the cool air. He wanted to sink right back into the molten heat, but both boys’ hands prevent it.

He squirmed in their hold, Yusuke’s fingers still tightly circled his now deep red sex, while the fire demon’s mouth pay homage in the most pleasant ways. He thought he might lose his mind if this continued much longer, that is till he felt Yusuke’s wet fingers tips tracing his anus and knew that this was only the beginning. His mouth fell open in silent shock when two fingers pressed up into him. Despite Yusuke’s roughness, he was very careful as he wiggled his fingers stretching and searching.

Koenma was very grateful for Yusuke’s grip on his penis when the teen finally found what he was looking for, because it felt like he was coming even thought he knew he wasn’t.

Once, twice, thrice more he touched that spot inside him with his blunt fingertips, making lights dance before his eyes, then he withdrew Koenma whimpered out loud at the loss. That is before he felt the two youths shift their hold.

Hiei’s hands went to his ass checks, grasping and parting them, making easy access for Yusuke, while Yusuke’s hands went to his hips to hold and brace them. Koenma’s heart beat like a bird in a cage trying to break free as Yusuke positioned himself at his rear and Hiei his front. The Koorime’s lips were pressed against his sex, not open, but not closed either, jut insane, firm, wet, hot, pressure there. While Yusuke’s penis was firmly wedged between his cheeks, the tip pressed into him, but not entering. It was like the two were on the same wavelength; just waiting for the cue to move. Koenma’s eyes glanced from one pair to another seeing both were staring deeply into the other’s eyes. As one Yusuke pressed forward while Hiei took in.

The cry that left Koenma was loud and once more he was sure he’d have spilled his seeds down the Koorime’s throat if not for the tight hold Yusuke held on him. The raven-haired teen was a filling pressure in his backside. Almost too much to take, but insanely good never the less. He knelt there gasping in great gulps of air as Yusuke began to move establishing a rhythm Hiei perfectly followed his lead. Oh, he could feel it, every bump and ridge in that swollen piece of flesh rubbing against his inner walls.

Koenma began to lose himself in their flawless motion and started trusting his hips back against Yusuke and forward into Hiei. He knew he would come like a floodgate as soon as Yusuke loosened his grip.

Koenma mentally growled at himself, he was a god! An immortal with great power and responsibility, he had to maintain control. Even if Yusuke let go, he promised himself he won’t come till they all come with him.

Yusuke moved against him, his thrusts slow and intense, but also building in pace. Koenma bit his lip and arched his back. Oh! It felt wonderful to have Yusuke powerful body slamming into him from behind while Hiei’s sinful mouth pleasured him in front. Dimly he was aware of being watched and his eyes rolled in their sockets to see the beautiful red head sitting before him. The fox was flushed a rosy red and clearly excited by the view. The black panties he wore barely managed to contain the raging hard on he now sported. Koenma looked at him with half lidded eyes. "Ku-Kurama," he moaned.

Kurama smiled a foxy grin and stood up. He moved to circle them slowly taking it all in from different angles, like a predator decided on the best course of action to strike his prey. His hand lifted and his fingertips danced in the air a moment before reaching out to lightly pet Yusuke shinny black hair. The teen’s eyes rolled over to look at him and the impact of his hips against Koenma’s quickened as if the fox’s presence made him that much more aroused, or perhaps it did. Kurama groaned low under his breath and began to sway and undulate his hips as if he could feel what Yusuke was doing; felt it and loved it. His long fingers fisted and roughed through Yusuke’s hair in a heated manner as if he wanted to rip the teen away from the threesome and have a private season with him, but the rough treatment stopped and Kurama’s sighed and smoothly stepped away from Yusuke towards Koenma’s front and Hiei’s back.

The raven-haired teen seemed somewhat disappointed by the fox leaving, but he was far from discontent with his current toy. He did seem to be collecting quite a few cherries these last few days: Kurama’s human form, Hiei, and now Koenma. His smile was more then smug as he bit gently, but firmly at the side of Koenma’s neck, eyes calling a challenge and taunt to the fox as if to say ‘mine”.

The fox picked up the challenge and his ego fared at it. He was Youko Kurama, thief and wet dream of legend. He was the tauter not the taunted, perhaps he should fight Yusuke for control? He let out a loud growl purr at the thought his eyes scanning over the possible prizes. Yusuke had bitten and lay claim to both he and Hiei and now he was currently threatening to add Koenma to his list of conquests. While he had managed to lay claim on the said teen, he’d settled for a secondary claim on Hiei so as not to cause strife between them, and had yet to lay any claim on Koenma.

Toushins were known for taking multiply mates, however; they were also known for being very loving and loyal partners, while youkos were known for being skilled lovers, but not very loving and certainly not loyal. Kurama signed and smoother the feeling of rebellion and aggression, he probably wouldn’t have been able to if he’d still been pure youko, it was the human in him that allowed him to bend. Yusuke was the better choice for pact leader he could not deny it. The boy was the strongest and the easiest to trust. Still he disliked being so far below another. His smile was down right devilish at his own thoughts; maybe he didn’t disliking being beneath Yusuke. His green eyes traveled down to watch the teen’s thick length slam almost violently into Koenma’s backside, bouncing the jr. god of death foreword into Hiei’s eager mouth before roughly pulling him back to meet his next thrust.

Oh yes. Yusuke was the ultimate, beautiful, exciting alpha male. He’d take what the teen had to offer any day of the week. But, still if he couldn’t be on top, then he’d take the middle.

He watched Koenma gasp and pant in Yusuke and Hiei’s grasps and couldn’t help a pang of envy. “Lucky bitch,” he said softly under his breath. Yes, the middle was definitely the best place to be, giving and taking. He watched Yusuke’s hands run and caress over Koenma’s front, giving and taking. Greedy little Koenma receive the full attention of two very fine creatures. And poor lonely little Hiei giving such pleasure to another and receiving none in return. We can’t have that now can we thought the youko moving to loom over the petite Koorime, eyes locking with Koenma’s.

Hiei jolted when he laid his hand on the koorime’s boy’s back. The poor thing had been so into his new treat he’d forgotten the hungry predator at his back. He moved to pull away from Koenma, but the Jr. god would have none of that and fisted both hands into Hiei’s ultra fine hair keeping him were he wanted him. Hiei would have protested if his mouth weren’t so occupied. His head tilled and his eyes slanted back to try and see the red haired fox, suddenly quick nervous.

Kurama smiled down at him, a smile he hoped was more reassuring then lustful, before both hands came down to rest on the koorime’s sides, the fingers touching the fire apparition’s breast while his thumbs pressed into his shoulder blades. Really he was such a small thing, if Kurama didn’t know any better he’d think him very breakable, delicate. The fox licked his chops and ravaged the demon with his eyes, his pelvis slide forward and his hands pressed back making Hiei perch on his lap on all fours in such a sinfully perfect way. If they’d both been fully unclothed he could have slide right into that welcoming heat in a very straight deep thrust. As it was right now his package was snuggly pressed into the demon’s curves, the tight blue shorts Hiei wore left nothing to the imagination about that muscular flank. No underwear, such a thin barrier, if he drew back and slam forward hard enough he wondered if it would continue to protect his pretty fire dance from him.

Hiei’s face was turned back towards Koenma so he couldn’t read his expression. The koorime’s shoulder blades and arms trembled dangerously beneath him; out of fear or want Kurama couldn’t say. He looked down at his own erect length, quite a monstrous thing when compared to the koorime’s petite frame. Taking Hiei without any preparation would be a very unkind thing to do to him. He began to rock his hips, grinding into Hiei backside in a way that was surely giving great friction to them both. One of the fox’s hands slid down the fire apparition’s flat belly to his shorts. A quick twist of his wrist and the fasten was undone, his hand inside the blue cloth. Hiei let out a series of low moans deep in his throat, above him Koenma let out his own shuddering breath his hips suddenly pitched forward and drove more forcefully down the koorime’s throat before Yusuke growled dangerously behind him and stilled his hips completely with an iron grip. Yusuke’s own hips picked up the pace and Koenma blushed and gasped loudly receiving the full force of Yusuke’s impact and no give to less it. He remained rooted in place while the raven-haired teen beat at his backside with loud slaps of flesh against flesh.

Kurama smile appreciatively as Yusuke’s punishment technique. That’ll teach Koenma to choke their little spite fire: really, good head was not to be treated that way, it should be comfortable and enjoyable for both. Kurama watched Koenma moan wantonly tossing his head to and fro thick strains of brown hair plastered to his forehead, and smirked. Boy was Koenma going to be sore tomorrow; well the little brat was getting what he dissevered. Sore?

His smile slipped and his green eyes slid down to look at their little koorime’s face who was currently using the moment to catch his breath. Those fine lips were bruised a shade darker then usual, dark and glistening wetly in the light. His small pink tongue lolled out as he panted deeply, pausing to bite those kiss-bruised lips whenever Kurama touched him just so. His hand had been gentle foundling the Koorime’s intimate parts; bring him up to match the rest of them. Curiously two of his fingers left their task of pumping and squeezing to slide back under and press in.

Hiei lurched forward, pressed his face to the side of Koenma’s stomach, wrapping his arms around both him and Yusuke; there was no mistaking the wince twisting that pretty face. Yah, still quite sore from Yusuke’s treatment last night. Yusuke paused in his movements a moment to peer over Koenma’s shoulder at the little demon. His eyes moved up and locked on Kurama’s, both coming to a silent agreement.

Kurama sighed and withdrew his fingers to redouble his efforts on the koorime’s sex. Hiei’s expression smoothed, a deep blush painted over his checks and nose. Whether from embracement or pleasure it was hard to say. To cover the blush, Hiei’s mouth went back to his task of making Koenma moan and groan. The sounds caused Yusuke to go back to driving his hips forward, once more allowing the smooth roll of hips; forward into Hiei and back onto him.

Kurama continued to stroke the Koorime boy, eyes watching the erotic scene before him. He would of very much have liked to of topped Hiei, he supposed he could wait a day or two for the little demon to recover first. But still it would have been very nice. He ground his erection into the Koorime’s backside a few times more, soaking up the demon’s incredible heat before regretfully drawing back. Reaching into the black lacy panties Kurama freed his heavy sex and raised up his hips an inch or two to let it lay across the koorime’s curvy backside. He reached up with his free hand and pulled the god into a wild kiss, which left Koenma completely breathless. The Jr. god tried to speak, but couldn’t seem to form any coherent sentences or words, only low moans and groans. Lucky for him the clever fox seemed to understand.

"Shhhh," said Kurama fisting his fingers into Koenma’s soft brown hair. "I know what you want," he purred, pushing Koenma to double over Hiei. Bringing the god’s mouth down to his erection, caress those lips with his thick manhood.

Koenma released Hiei’s hair and with trembling fingers to grip Kurama on either side of his hips. His hot breath ghosted over Kurama’s groin, making the fox bite delicately on his bottom lip in anticipation. Koenma scented the red head; the aroma was like roses and herbs, earthly and sweet to his pallet, it made his mouth water. Far too aroused already and eager to boot, he skipped any form of foreplay to hungry take the fox in his mouth. Behind him Yusuke groaned low in his throat at the sight and released his hold on Koenma’s sex to grip the godling on both sides.

Koenma moaned uncontrollable against Kurama. Kurama: hard and sweet in his mouth, skin so very soft, scent so very arousing. Yusuke: big and hard behind him, hands pulling him back to met him, reaching deeper and deeper inside. Hiei: pleasing the very source of his desire, sucking, nipping, and doing the most erotic things with his tongue.

He couldn’t help but go insane among them. He must have done something very right in his life, because right now he was in heaven.

They all moved together smoothly. Koenma pulled on his ki and taped into theirs, grabbing a firm hold on their every essence in a way that only a God of Death could do. He had control now. They were his. Not even death could take them from him. He would always be able to find them for they were marked with his own power, their very souls marked as his. ‘MINE!’

The connection was like an electric shock through them all and had explosive results. Kurama tossed back his head crying out his pleasure as Koenma drank him up. Hiei’s muffled cries echoed Kurama as he came in the fox’s hand. Yusuke’s cry of pleasure joined theirs; he pushed the deepest inside Koenma and filled the god with his warm seed. Between then all Koenma glowed with power, his eyes blazed a bright blue as he climaxed down Hiei’s throat, broadcasting his aura to every living thing around.

At that moment the three tantei knew what it meant to love a god, it was both wonderful and terrifying. Koenma was beautiful and holy and they were lost in his unearthly embrace.

The intense aura that surrounded Koenma faded and his eyes returned to their normal warm brown. The group collapsed in a pile of arms and legs, gasping and panting for breath, shaken by the super natural pleasure that racked through their bodies.

"What just happened?" asked Hiei the first to catch his breath.

"I don’t know?" said Kurama brushing his damp hair out of his face.

"Koenma?" questioned Yusuke.

The Jr. God of Death smiled secretly to himself. No he won’t tell them, they didn’t need to know that he’d infused a part of himself into the core of their being. This forever, no matter what bodies they took, world they lived in, lives they lived, they would always be his; his beautiful tantei.

"Beloved of a god," said Koenma getting up. He grabbed his robe and wrapped it about his form.

"Eh?" said all three in confusion.

Koenma gave them a lazy grin, the aftermath of such a release, before a dense fog suddenly surrounded him. When it cleared he was reveled back in his chibi form.

"Ahhhh! I’m tired!" cried the toddler flopping down on the bed. He was snoring within seconds.

All three tantei fell flat on their backs twitching.