Truth Dice or Dare

Hiei grinned and stood up. "Convince the detective to let you eat what I bring up off his stomach." With that challenge, he left the room to go to the kitchen.

"What?" Yusuke squeaked, backing into the wall, trying to vanish into the wall, really.

"Yusuke, it's not going to be anything that will hurt you," Kurama began.

"No, just embarrass the hell out of me!" the shaking boy returned.

"Why? It's just the three of us. No one else will ever know. What are you afraid of?" Kurama's voice was calming, as if he were talking to a child, as he slowly walked on his knees over to Yusuke.

Yusuke dropped his eyes to the floor. What he was afraid of was enjoying it, of becoming one of Kurama's conquests, of wanting to be one of Kurama's conquests. He let out a startled gasp as the red head's hand was laid on his shoulder. Unwillingly, he brought his eyes up to see the green ones looking at him with compassion. "Do you not really want to play, Yusuke?"

"I-i-it's not really that....I-I-I...." he dropped his eyes again.

"What is it, Yusuke?" Kurama's voice couldn't be kinder.

Unwilling, unable to articulate what he was thinking, the dark haired boy shrugged. Somehow, his lip found itself wedged between his teeth.

Kurama tipped Yusuke's chin up so they made eye contact again. "Are you having fun?" The tantei made a motion that may have been a shrug or a nod. Kurama's hand went to his cheek, his thumb ghosting over the other's lips in the process, "We won't do anything you're truly unwilling to do, Yusuke. Will you let me complete Hiei's dare?"

Yusuke blushed deeply then nodded. Hiei entered the room, having waited outside the door while Kurama spoke to the boy. In his hands were a jar of cherries, chocolate sauce, and a can of whipped cream. "Lay down, Yusuke," he ordered.

Yusuke moved away from the wall and nervously supinated himself on the floor, crossing his hands over his chest, and watching the two demons carefully. Hiei walked around the boy to kneel opposite Kurama, shaking the whipping cream as he did. Removing the cap, he sprayed a generous portion around the boy's navel. Yusuke's stomach muscles tightened as the cold food came in contact with his skin, but he bit back any comment. Putting the can down, Hiei fished two cherries out of the jar and placed them on the mound of cream, covering them with chocolate sauce. When finished, he sat back, "Enjoy."

Kurama looked at his nervous plate and smiled reassuringly before bending to the task of removing the dessert toppings. Using his lips, he picked up a cherry, tipping his head back to let it fall in his mouth. He repeated this process with the other one before using his tongue to scoop up the chocolate covered whipped cream.

Yusuke's breathing was uneven as he watched the kitsune slowly devour the pile of whipping cream from his stomach. He let out an involuntary gasp when he felt the red head's tongue touch his skin for the first time. He didn't know if he was embarrassed or aroused from the attention. His body soon began to answer the question his mind couldn't as Kurama continued to lathe his abdomen.

Kurama noticed every reaction Yusuke had, enjoyed them. He could see that the darker boy was developing a telling bulge in his pants. Taking his time, he made sure all the cream and chocolate were thoroughly cleaned from the boy's stomach. "Mmmm, delicious," he murmured as he returned to his seat.

Yusuke shakingly made his way to sitting again. His mind was dazed, his body was aroused, and he was confused. Running his fingers harshly through his hair, he tried to focus on anything when Kurama called his name. "Huh?"

"Your turn, what do you want?"

'Oh, gods,' he thought, trying to get something to go through his muffled brain. There were no safe options in this game, he was finding out rapidly. "Or," he finally said, choosing the option of making no choice.

Kurama smiled, knowing that Yusuke's mind was beginning to shut down. Deciding to push a little more, he challenged, "Challenge Hiei to choose dice or dare."

The glazed brown eyes turned to meet the red ones, "Well, Hiei, dice or dare?"

Hiei smirked, "Dare, if you think you can, detective."

Yusuke's mind stuttered, 'd-d-dare-dice-dace' when his mouth blurted out "Dance." 'Where the fuck did that come from?'

Hiei rose gracefully, moving the food items to Kurama's desk and walked over to the cd player to select music. Kurama moved to join Yusuke against the wall, giving the koorime room to move around and him a better view. Finding the disk he wanted and placing it in the player, Hiei struck a pose in the center of the floor.

Music that could only be called exotic or erotic floated from the speakers. Gypsy notes stirred the demon's body into motion, moving his hips, hands, body in a way calculated to make eunuchs drool. His eyes grew dark and lustful as his hips moved enticingly, his hands caressing his body. Feeling restricted by his cloak, he removed it from his body, flinging it onto the bed. Never breaking step, he continued to move around the space granted him, hands skimming over his chest, his hips, his ass, as he did. Again, feeling over dressed, he removed his tank top, tossing it to join his cape. His movements became, if possible, more erotic, more enticing.

Kurama could feel his body respond to the koorime's dance. He knew that Hiei could move well, but had never seen him dance before. 'Gods, I'll have to get him to do that again,' the kitsune thought as his mouth watered and his blood pooled in his groin, causing his shaft to grow hard.

Yusuke's eyes glazed over, his mind reaching the melting point and beginning shut down proceedures. His semihard shaft demanded more blood from his body, and he shifted to give it room to adjust.

All too soon, the song ended and the koorime sat down. "Kurama, what will it be?"


A/N Did you get the song? I hope so, because I really don't feel I did it justice...if not, go get it http://hcolleen.net/marcopolo.mp3 and read Hiei's dance again, with the music going and your imagination running...I can't listen to the song without moving, it's just not possible. What else? Only four hours of sleep for me, so tomorrow I'm trying melatonin to see if I can get anymore. Just posted two more moves as a single post over on the bbs (which is what woke me up)...Is it possible to strangle a muse? Probably not, especially since I'm enjoying the reviews you wonderful people are leaving...Which I will get on to...now, even.
Lord Baltimore: *bows* Glad to amuse you ;)
KuwaL: Character development? OMG! A plot snuck in here some how! Oh, no! lol Thank you for the compliments :D
IceAngel: Maybe you should keep paper towels (geesh, it took like five trys to get that word typed) near your computer if you're going to be spitting at your monitor ;) This whole game is dangerous for Yusuke, but now, Kurama's uncomfortable...he's the only one fully clothed...poor poor boy!
blu_dragon: Don't worry that you didn't review before. I'm glad you did, though :D It's not like I demand it, but it is fun to get feed back, and I do get ideas from reviewers...tomorrow will have one of those (Oh, yeah, before I forget....Hiei's dance was inspired by a request for a strip tease made by SweetMisery)
Botan: Happy happy you're enjoying this. Hope your little trip goes smoothly...I know that traveling with parents, especially when you kinda would rather not, can be a pain...
kit-kit: Hope you liked what the demons had to do ;D
Tomorrow....one of Koga's Hentai Luver's requests and a very uncomfortable kitsune ;D (and what can I do to make a kitsune uncomfortable? hehehe)

~~Edit: I forgot....The song title is Marco Polo, artist Loreena McKennitt...album...I forgot...genre...global/Celtic...it's based on Sufi music. The Sufi are a group of people in the middle east who show their connection to their god by dancing, they are also known as "Whirling Dervishes" (I think that may be spelled wrong...) because of the manner in which they dance. Belly dancing has a similar orgin (now, I will go and beat the nerd in me into submission....yeah, sure...whatever....dirty minded people!)