Vampire Games

Yusuke was sitting at his desk. His shirt was back on his shoulders, buttoned partially. The top four buttons were still undone, revealing a large portion of his chest. He looked up when Kurama entered the room, smiling when he saw Hiei following the redhead, a confused glare on his face. “Kurama, omoimono, it’s good to see you.” He smiled when Hiei stalked across the room to take a seat without invitation. Kurama glided to stand behind him. Hiei glared at the redhead, his expression still confused. “What happened?”

Hiei only growled, so Kurama answered, “He was talking and I was so moved by his story that I kissed him.” When Yusuke looked at him, he tipped his head and added, “Lightly, once on the forehead and once on the lips.”

Yusuke smiled, “As much as I’d like to explore that, dawn presses against us.”

“What is this business with marking me?” Hiei growled out. “I don’t want to be a vampire.”

“The marks will not make you a vampire, omoimono. They are a way to share my strength with you, my lifespan, but you will remain human.”

“What’s involved? What are the consequences?”

“The first mark is a sharing of life force and it allows me to enter your mind, to speak with you mentally. The second is a joining of souls…”

“Vampires don’t have souls,” Hiei growled

“Whatever it is we have that resemble souls,” Yusuke corrected smoothly. “It allows me to draw sustenance from you in times of need. It also allows me to enter your dreams.” Hiei pulled a face but remained silent. “The third mark is where you share your blood with me…”

“I don’t think so!” Hiei moved to get up.

“Please, Hiei,” Kurama said.

“If it weren’t needed, I wouldn’t suggest it, Hiei,” Yusuke added.

Hiei was tense, his body half raised. He waited.

“The third mark establishes a direct link between us. It allows you to enter my mind. The marks also make you harder to kill and help your body recover more quickly.” Hiei sat again. “The fourth mark, where I share my blood with you, cements our bond.”

“Are they reversible?” Hiei spoke through clenched teeth.

“No.” Hiei’s eyes traveled to the corner of the desk. Yusuke added, “If it helps, we can only perform the first two tonight anyways. It takes a little while for you to recover from the third.”

“I don’t want to sleep with you,” Hiei growled out, his voice soft.

“I didn’t ask you to.” Hiei’s eyes returned to Yusuke. “I want to, but this is very serious, Hiei. This is not just another attempt to get you to sleep with us.”

“It will give you the opportunity to avenge your parents,” Kurama added softly. Both Yusuke and Hiei looked at him. “As I said, Bui will be there.”

“As will Karasu,” Yusuke added softly, wrapping an arm around the redhead’s waist as he shivered.

“I didn’t want to be reminded,” Kurama murmured.

“If we’re pulling up ghosts, Kurama, everyone’s ghost is pulled up.”

“And Toguro will be there,” the redhead countered.

Yusuke leaned his head against Kurama’s stomach, “I know.” Kurama’s fingers came up and ran through Yusuke’s hair in apology. Yusuke grabbed his wrist and pulled him into his lap. He kissed Kurama’s cheek and then faced Hiei. “We really do need your help, omoimono.”

“Who are Karasu and Toguro?” It disturbed him deeply to see the vampires afraid.

“Karasu wants Kurama. He wants the same privileges Kurama gives me and doesn’t care if he is willing or not. Toguro used to be one of my masters until I got away.”

Very softly, Kurama added, “Karasu prefers if I’m not willing. It gives him more reason to beat me.” He buried his head in Yusuke’s neck a moment before turning to Hiei again, “Karasu was my patron a while after Yusuke left.” His eyes were haunted.

Hiei found himself walking around the desk before he’d realized he’d gotten up. He was angry, but not at the two before him. He ran his fingers through Kurama’s hair, his mind almost too distracted to notice the silky texture. “I won’t let them,” he said softly, almost unaware of the words, of his tone. All he knew was the redhead was afraid and he couldn’t stand to see him afraid. His mind no longer labeled Kurama a monster.

Very softly, Yusuke asked, “Will you join us?”

Hiei turned to meet Yusuke eyes, surprised that his mind didn’t label him ‘monster’ either. “Yes. But that doesn’t mean I’m gonna sleep with you.”

Yusuke smiled a little, “I didn’t ask you to.”

“Yet, tonight.”

With a final squeeze, Kurama slid off of Yusuke’s lap. He hugged Hiei, flustering the smaller man briefly, and left the room. “Dawn is approaching rapidly, omoimono. Shall we?”

Hiei nodded, stepping back, only to be stopped by Yusuke’s hand on his arm. “What?”

“May I have the same liberties you granted Kurama?” Yusuke asked softly.

Hiei looked away. His chest was tight, his throat constricted. He stood there a moment until Yusuke’s hand came to his cheek, then he spoke, “He barely touched me.”

“I know,” Yusuke murmured as he brought his lips to Hiei’s forehead, touching the same place the redhead had, where the white lock began. He used this motion to give Hiei the first mark. Hiei gasped slightly as he felt something within him shift, but didn’t have time to fully appreciate it before Yusuke brushed his lips. He saw two points of fire, strangely brown, felt them enter his eyes and suddenly became more aware of Yusuke than he’d been before.

Hiei stood there, still, a long time. Finally, he opened his eyes, though he didn’t remember closing them. Yusuke was standing still, watching him, his hand still on Hiei’s arm. Heat burned through his body from where Yusuke’s lips had touched him, tension sang through him from Yusuke’s hand. He understood how much Yusuke was holding back just standing there. And, strangely, it comforted him, almost as much as it scared him. He stepped back slightly, “Good night, Yusuke.”

Releasing the arm he held, Yusuke returned the greeting, “Good night, Hiei. Sleep well. Be here just after dusk.”

Hiei nodded and fled up the stairs. His heart was pounding in his chest so strongly he could hear it and feel it in his head. When he got to his car, he rested his forehead against the cool metal for a while, just breathing, until he was back in control of his body. His hands still shook when he put the key in the lock, though he tried to stop them. He could feel the tremors through his body as he drove home.

He sat in the parking lot of his apartment for a long time, trying to stop the shaking in his limbs and to settle his mind. Somehow, he felt the dawn, felt it press against him, and his body calmed. He was able to breathe again.

When Yusuke entered the room he shared with Kurama, he found the redhead laying on his stomach, one arm and leg bent so the green eyes could watch the door. Kurama was fully nude as he lay in their large coffin, hunger in his eyes. He watched Yusuke take off his shirt before he spoke. “We don’t have a lot of time.”

“You did better than I thought you would, Kurama,” Yusuke’s voice was warm with approval as his eyes devoured the redhead from the foot of their bed.

Kurama lifted his knee higher, opening himself more to Yusuke’s hungry brown eyes. “You doubted me, Master?” he pouted.

“No, I just didn’t expect you to kiss him or to convince him to allow me to mark him.” Yusuke unfastened his pants, pushing them down to reveal his already raging erection. “What did you tell him?”

Kurama moaned at the sight of his master’s throbbing shaft, knowing that it would soon be his. He lifted his knee a little more, revealing his erection to Yusuke as well. “I told him how we met, how you brought me over. He told me about his parents. Bui allowed them to be killed. Hiei killed the revenants that Bui was supposed to be controlling. He was 12 at the time.”

Yusuke hummed in response, kissing Kurama’s ankle and up his leg. “You’re such a good boy,” he murmured between kisses, “you deserve a reward.” Yusuke licked the back of the outstretched knee, “What would you like, my darling?”

Kurama moaned, knowing Yusuke must be very pleased with him to not only offer him whatever he wanted, but to also call him ‘darling,’ a term of affection used less than ‘I love you.’ He gasped when Yusuke’s tongue traveled up his inner thigh and Yusuke hummed. “I would like my Master to tongue fuck me and then fuck me to sleep.”

Yusuke hummed again, running his tongue up the cleft of Kurama’s ass, “Such a dirty minded little servant I’ve got.”

“Only out done by my Master,” Kurama groaned in response, moving to rest both knees on the mattress, spread wide.

Yusuke ran his hands along the redhead’s back, gently caressing him before dropping his lips on his lower back and kissing along his spine downwards. Kurama moaned in appreciation, gasping when Yusuke scrapped his fangs along the insides of his ass cheeks. Yusuke brought his hands down and caressed Kurama’s ass, spreading the cheeks farther apart as his tongue traced swirls on the inner surfaces. Kurama groaned wantonly as Yusuke’s tongue traced the outer rim of his opening, arching his back, pressing the opening closer to Yusuke’s warm mouth. One of Yusuke’s hands wandered down to fondle his balls while the other went to rest on his lower back. Yusuke’s tongue pressed into Kurama’s willing body and the redhead moaned, “Master,” his voice dripping with sin and softness. Yusuke groaned as he slid his tongue as far in as it would go and then drew it out again. His lower hand wandered to fondle Kurama’s erection, caressing the silky skin that was hot to touch and achingly hard. Kurama cried out, burying his face into the bed.

Yusuke felt his own body aching to take the redhead. He pulled his face out of the redhead’s ass, relishing the disappointed noises this action elicited. He moved his hands off the redhead’s body and ordered softly, “On your back.”

Kurama moved to comply, bringing his knees up, but stopped by Yusuke’s hands pulling his legs straight. Yusuke bent to kiss Kurama’s thigh, “I’m not ready for that, yet. You still need to be rewarded.”

Kurama’s eyes were the color of leaves at midnight as he murmured, “Master.” He watched Yusuke kiss up his thigh, licking the large vein there before running his tongue up his erection. The redhead tried to buck but his hips were held down as Yusuke swallowed his erection, fangs lightly brushing along the length. Kurama screamed, his body trembling with desire and need. After a couple of strokes, Yusuke released Kurama’s shaft and kissed a trail up his body. Kurama whimpered, torn between need and the fire Yusuke was creating in him. Yusuke was still keeping his legs straight by straddling them, but the redhead was too far gone into pleasure to notice or care at the moment.

Yusuke trailed his tongue around Kurama’s navel, his fangs brushing along either side of the indent, drawing a shivering gasp from the redhead. Yusuke liked that Kurama was so responsive, so verbally responsive to every touch. This fueled Yusuke’s desire for and his knowledge of the redhead. He used this to his advantage, always bringing as much pleasure to his delightful treasure as possible. Even a century had not dimmed his hunger for Kurama, and he knew the redhead felt the same way about him. Their need for Hiei did not diminish their need for each other, but seemed to enhance it. But, Yusuke’s mind had no room for these thoughts as he kissed his way up Kurama’s abdomen, nipping at his ribs on his way to what he knew were very sensitive nipples. Kurama’s hands came up to caress his shoulders and neck, trying to show his delight as well as his voice did.

Yusuke’s fangs broke the skin’s surface around one nipple and Kurama screeched in pleasure, his hands clenching tightly in Yusuke’s hair. Yusuke’s body rocked against the redhead, his shaft brushing along Kurama’s thighs. Kurama whined in want when Yusuke left his nipple, tracing a path of blood across his chest to the other where he repeated the ministration. The redhead tossed his head side to side, keening, his hands white knuckled in Yusuke’s hair. Yusuke made his way up Kurama’s chest, again leaving a bloody trail to mark his path. Kurama’s hands pulled his head away from his chest and the redhead claimed his lips hungrily, his fangs breaking the surface of Yusuke’s lips. They both moaned wantonly in the passionate embrace as Yusuke shifted his body the last bit needed to reward his redhead.

Kurama groaned as he felt himself pulled into a semi-seated position, a little confused, but not really caring. He broke his kiss to throw his head back and howl when he felt Yusuke’s body slide down his shaft. When he could breathe again, he murmured, “My Master must be well pleased.”

Yusuke nuzzled the redhead’s neck, “Very well pleased.” He rocked his body along Kurama’s erection, enjoying the feel of the redhead in his body. He was a little surprised when Kurama wrapped his arms around him and reversed their positions.

“Then I claim my full reward,” Kurama growled, his voice full of passion, his eyes almost seeming to glow golden for a moment.

Yusuke groaned, allowing his body to relax as Kurama pulled back, almost completely withdrawing from his body. The redhead’s hips snapped forward and he pulled Yusuke’s legs to rest against his chest. Yusuke was reduced to panting and moaning as he held his knees for Kurama as the redhead pounded him into the mattress. The first time he’d allowed the redhead to take him, they’d broken their coffin, to his delight and the redhead’s chagrin. Since then, their coffins were reinforced to withstand their occasional switch in positions. Kurama’s hand came down to squeeze Yusuke’s long neglected erection, drawing a groan of appreciation from the brunet. Kurama was reduced to sheer need as his hips thrust against Yusuke and his hand pulled him in time to the violent thrusts. His climax was rapidly approaching, clouding his mind with more and more pleasure. He felt Yusuke’s body tighten around him, his shaft pulsing in his hand. Kurama threw his head back, howling wildly as his body convulsed in pleasure.

The redhead remained upright, trembling, his body resting against Yusuke’s feet. Slowly, Yusuke drew Kurama to him, sliding his legs down the mattress and pulling the redhead to his chest. Tiredly, Kurama nuzzled into Yusuke. “I love you, Master,” he sighed, his eyes closing as the dawn pressed against his body. With a sigh, he became still.

“I love you, my heart,” Yusuke murmured on his last breath, becoming still as he held his lover.

A/N Whee…another chapter! Yays! Aren’t you all happy? Or is your brain fried from what you just read? ;) Poor poor Hiei…don’t you feel so badly for him? I forgot to say in the last chapter that the quote “The heart has reasons that Reason knows not” is from Pascal. Not that that matters really, but…oh, wells.

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lunar eclipse 24: Keiko was his girlfriend...I know I didn't come right out and say it, but she was. I haven't really gotten to the S&M part of the vampire porn, but there is much in the way of sensuality and sexuality in the books...as well as the gore...

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KHL: Should this lowly one send you a bucket? a mop? just keep writing? lol This lowly one is delighted in her Mistresses delight.

citizen cobalt: I'm on the eigth book. It's been a while since I read actual books instead of manga or fanfic...I almost read the first one backwards (because of manga) and wondered, briefly, where the pictures were...

nytekit: Yep, poor Hiei can't escape now...now, if he could just *admit* there was something he was trying to escape maybe he wouldn't feel that need anymore? ;)

Lonely lust: I'm glad you're enjoying this, and thank you :D

BlueUtopia: Not a lot of people get that in a Dom/sub relationship that the sub sets the pace of the reltaionship...*shrug* And that to maintan sucha relationship for so long, there's a lot of owning being done. Are you in need of previously offered bucket and mop? lol The miserable results were more in the fact that his grandmother didn't like him than in the raising of his parents, but yeah, it's miserable. This lowly one is happy to please.

vampslyr: Have you been reading over my shoulder? Reading my livejournal? You totally called the scene, really...makes me wonder if I'm that predictable? ;) Hope you enjoyed...and thank you for reviewing even with the server being crappy *hugs*

Actually, hugs to all my readers/reviewers. Oh, before I forget again...I was asked if "omoimono" had more of a meaning than sweetheart...not that I can find, but I only looked in one dictionary.