Camp Wood

A/N: Hey and thanks so much for your lovely reviews! Sorry it took so long but I didn't have access to the comp... The "mood" changes in this chapter, lol.

Chapter Four

Hiei and Yusuke spazmed apart and pulled their clothes on, fleeing in the shadows of the trees quickly. They saw two figures stagger to the spot where they had just layd.

"I saw something," came the voice of a young, drunk man. The smaller person clung to his side, head lulling weakly.

"You're imagining things babe, it's just the shadows. How much did ya drink anyway?" she slurred. The man almost stumbled but managed to keep his balance.

"I didn't drink that much!" he huffed loudly, leaning against the tree, "And there was someone here, I saw it!" The girl pressed against him.

"Well since the guys are over there, why don't we..." she whispered the rest in his ear and they started making out, falling on the ground. Yusuke let out a breath he didn't even know he was holding. He started when he realised Hiei was nowhere around. He saw the koorime's silhouette on the lawn a bit further, and snuk away, the teens not noticing him. The reikai tantei leader reached the demon strutting towards the tents.

"Wow. That was close," he said lightly. Hiei just cast him an icy glare. The taller man grinned.

"What? They didn't see us, lighten up!" he said, giving Hiei's butt a light pat. That did it. The jaganshi froze in his tracks, turning flaming red eyes up.

"When will you learn? This is all your fault! We could've been kicked off the area if caught and then kitsune and the oaf would want to know why and then..." he growled. Yusuke looked a bit confused.

"What the hell? You were just as willing as I was. Don't make it sound like I forced you or something," he huffed, "It takes two, you know." Hiei shook his head arrogantly, giving a short, dark laugh.

"Please. We both know how it is," he smirked. Yusuke's expression froze, and his eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"And how is it?" he asked lowly, the hair rising in his neck. The demon stayed silent for a few seconds, which was almost enough to drive Yusuke over the edge with annoyance. Looking somewhere in the distance, Hiei ran his hand through his hair to straighten the tousled, dark spikes.

"If it came down to it, you would not last as long as me," he said as if declaring that he was good with the sword. Yusuke's eyes widened in rage and his throat felt dry.

"Excuse me?" he snarled lowly, "I think it's the other way around, you little snot.You were begging for it back there!" Hiei cast him a pitiful glance from under his lashes.

"You can't keep your raging human hormones in check enough to drag me in a safe place. All I have to do is mention sex and you're stripped quicker than I fight, Urameshi." Yusuke felt his blood boiling with fury, balling his strong fists. How dared Hiei mock him like this? He leaned down close to his lover's face, emphasizing how much taller he was, and narrowed his brown hazel eyes.

"You'll come to me long before I start to feel it, Hiei," he grumbled. The demon held his stare, without blinking, emotionlessly. They stared into each others eyes, barely resisting the temptation to knock each other flat down, with rage and lust for sex.

"Deal," Hiei suddenly said with a low voice, turned around and kept walking towards their tents. Yusuke straightened up, taking a deep, deep breath, trying to calm himself. Fucking little runt. What he wouldn't give to knock him down on the grass he was walking on and fuck his brains out, right there and then. His gaze fixed on the swaying of those lean, tight little hips, he started to make his way over as well, trying to distract his thoughts from sex.

When Hiei reached the tents, his eyes widened. Kazuma was strutting back and forth, practically fuming with rage. Kurama was trying to soothe him, muttering quietly as he passed by. There were human teens staggering away from the redheads. When the fire apparition looked at their tents, he froze. The heads facing each other were slit open. Walking closer, Hiei observed the damage. Albeit not a very clean cut, probably with a dull Swiss knife, but still, the tents were ruined.

"What happened?" he asked. Kurama sighed and motioned towards the teens. Kazuma hurled around and balled his fists.

"What does it look like you idiot? Those little punks decided to have some fun, and now Kurama won't let me get even!" he growled.

"There's no need to cause a mess in the middle of the night. We'll report them tomorrow, and they'll be kicked out. Let's not get into trouble. I want to stay here, I've been waiting for this trip too long," Kurama said. Yusuke had heard him and stared at the tents.

"You think we should make a new fire?" he asked helplessly. The yoko shook his head.

"One of us would have to keep guard, and besides, we can't bring it too near to the tents." He glanced around.

"Hiei, can you melt the ends together? Make one big tent. I don't have any thread with me. Just heat the very edges up and press together, it's synthetic fabric so it should work. I'll help you." Nodding slightly, the demon went to work with the fox helping. Kazuma kicked a nearby tree in frustration, cussing under his breath. He knew Kurama was right, but it didn't make it any easier. They watched the demons work and suddenly Kuwabara turned to Yusuke.

"Where the hell were you, anyway?" he asked. Yusuke's cheeks heated up and he panicked.

"We um, we had to go to the bathroom," he said.

"Ain't the lavatory in that direction?" Kuwa asked suspiciously, pointing up the hill, and Yusuke shifted his weight.

"Well we couldn't sleep so we walked down to look at the lake but we bumped into a few drunk kids who giving us attitude and they were so drunk I decided to have mercy on them and we came back. Probably from the same gang," he added in hopes of turning the redhead's attention back on his anger. Which worked. Kurama stepped back.

"I think it'll hold untill tomorrow," he said and got in, Hiei following him. Kuwa and Yusuke crawled in the tent and closed the zipper. It was somewhat crammed and crowded, or at least it felt that way since they weren't used to sleeping this close to each other. Or at least two of them weren't... Kurama and Hiei got down next to each other, as did the human teens, the only differenece being that now their feet were touching. Kurama lifted his head and grinned at Kuwa and Yusuke who were squirming next to each other. They had the broadest shoulders, after all. After a while it became quiet and the air stilled, filling with slow, even breathing.

Yusuke stared at the roof of the tent. He was pretty sure he wouldn't get much sleep tonight. Goddammit. Why did Hiei have to be so damn stubborn? Even if it was part of his appeal, it didn't help right now. They could be lying somewhere under another tree. He could be thrusting into that awesome, tight heat, wathing his partner pant and flush and moan beneath him... sracth his back, pleading for more, deeper, faster, harder...

Yusuke shifted slightly, his aching erection back. Thank god the others were asleep. Suddenly he heard a rustle as Hiei sat up, eyes closed and hair messy. The demon seemed to be unaware that anyone was awake. Yusuke stayed as still as he could, his eyes only open enough to see what his lover was doing. Hiei opened his shirt and pulled it off. It was rather warm in here, with all these bodies in a small space and not enough air. Especially for the fire demon. Yusuke thought where he could get something cold for his lover on this camping place, when he remembered they were supposed to be mad at each other.

Hiei opened his pants and pulled them down, wearing nothing but underwear. Yusuke swalloved and averted his gaze up. The last thing he needed was an almost naked jaganshi lying right there on display, just waiting to be pounced by him. Well, not waiting, but that's how it felt right now. Yusuke couldn't concentrate or think straight. Hiei's toes brushed against his, and he started. The yokai slid his hand up his chest idly, eyes closed. The palm stroked his chest back and forth lazily, halting to play with the nipples. Yusuke felt his cock twitch. Hiei wasn't going to fondle himself? Now? Here?

The palm slid down the fluttering, slightly heaving abdomen, ran across the waistband, and slid underneath. Yusuke shuddered, and pressed his eyes shut. He couldn't keep them off his lover for more than a few seconds. Hiei was taking deeper, fuller breaths, eyes closed, his hand moving up and down in his boxers. His lips parted absentmindedly, a pink tongue flicking to moisten them. A hand fumbled up quickly to delve fingers into that little mouth, and went back into the pants. It was all Urameshi could do not to shudder at the mental image.

Suddenly Hiei pulled the fabric down and freed his erection, and Yusuke had to bite his lower lip. A hand squeezed around the base, slowly stroking up and down. Yusuke was aching to touch himself, and balled his fists against his sides. He watched the pale, calloused hand massaging the flushed, dark flesh, long slender fingers rolling around the slick tip. Hiei's breaths were shuddering out of him quietly as he pulled and squeezed the tip, his other hand caressing and massaging the heavy sack. Yusuke had propped himself up with his elbows, staring in mesmerism at the sight. His hand was running over his own, clothed erection subconsciouly.

Glowing, hazy ruby eyes slid open and looked at the detective knowingly. Yusuke started visibly, and Hiei's lips spread ever so slightly, truly wicked. He knew he had been watched. Despite of his embarrasment and shock, Urameshi was too aroused to stop. Hiei lifted his hips off the ground, sliding his boxers down. He raised his thighs high, slowly pulling the garment up and off. It was a flawless sight, just what Yusuke had been craving for, and they both knew it. Rubbing his cock harder now through the boxers, Yusuke stared at the pert, spread ass, so shamelessly offered to him. The underwear fell off and Hiei hooked his other leg, foot against buttock, letting the other down on the ground. Letting his lover enjoy the sight fully, he continued stroking himself slowly, his lusty gaze on the human. Yusuke's hand was stroking his length underneath the fabric now, moving on its own, without commands or requests. He was too transfixed with Hiei.

The fire demon arched his back and spread his thighs more, his head pressing back in the ground. He had much more space than Yusuke did, due to Kurama's slender built and his position curled up agains the side of the tent. His fingers slick and glistening, Hiei blindly guided one hand down between round globes, rubbing the tight, pink pucker. He opened his eyes, staring into Yusuke's as a digit pushed in, and Urameshi felt something jerk inside him. Another finger pushed in, and Hiei bit his tongue visibly, frowning in heat and impatience. He savoured the penetration, pushing the fingers deeper and slowly pulling them all out.

Yusuke bucked into the tight, tense palm wrapped around the tip of his shaft as Hiei pushed two fingers in deep, bucking his hips as well. He just couldn't take this. All Urameshi wanted was to jump on his lover and fuck him right now, and hard. But Kurama and Kazuma were right next to them. Sound asleep and completely still, their breaths even, but still. The reikai tantei leader moistened his lips, shaking his head and wording silently for Hiei to stop this right now. But the demon didn't care; instead he slickened his fingers some more with precum and kept fingerfucking himself, lost in the pleasure.

Yusuke was about to blow. Hiei's eyes slid open and in the midst of his heat, he managed to flash an absolutely obnoxious smirk. Taunting Yusuke. Suddenly it was so clear. This was all to make the human teen crack and give in first! Yusuke shuddered as he came closer to the edge. Hell, he didn't even care, he was so close nothing else mattered. He rolled on his knees quickly and silently, and with a few, strong pulls, cummed and splashed his seed all over Hiei's stomach, chest and face. The demon trembled, shuddering as the hot cum touched his bare skin, and released his seed all over himself, his lips pursed shut tightly in agony.

They lay back, panting as silently as they could, the air damp on their bare skin. The tent reeked of cum and sweat and musk, but they didn't care. Hiei was swiping the pearly liquid off his body lazily, licking his fingers clean and swiping again. Yusuke thought he looked like a content kitten cleaning himself. He wanted to go over and have some too, but he simply didn't have it in him. He closed his eyes and relaxed, pulling a sheet to cover his hips clumsily. After a while, he felt toes brush against his foot and looked up. Hiei had cleaned himself, and his look made one thing very clear. They hadn't touched each other.

The threat was still on.

TBC...