Dreams and Reality

Yusuke raced home, his shirt untucked, trying to avoid running into anyone else. At that moment, he really didn’t need it. Damn the fucking demons! Damn them! Bloody fucking damn them to fucking hell!! Gods! His skin still burned where they’d kissed him, where Kurama had run his fingers through his hair…where their eyes had lingered. He could still feel Kurama’s breath against his body as the kitsune had bent over to pull up his pants. He could imagine those lips wrapped around…FUCK IT!!!!

He reached the door and fumbled with the lock. Why the hell was he shaking? Why was he sweating so badly? Finally, the door opened and he almost tripped over his own feet getting out of his shoes. Without looking to see if his mother was home or not, he raced to his room, slamming the door behind him and locking it. In less than a second, he clothing flew around the room and he fell back onto his bed, naked. He could still feel the traces where the plants had slid under his skin, brushing over every inch of it. His fingers traced the most sensitive of these paths, across his neck and shoulders, down to his nipples, where his fingers ghosted over the hardened flesh. His eyes drifted closed and he could see red eyes and red hair over him. His lips parted as his breathing became more erratic. In his mind, the crimson hair traveled down his body, ruby lips touching every place his fingers went. Carmine eyes held his prisoner, watching from afar as the sanguine hair went lower and lower on his body, tracing a zigzagging trail over his abdomen and finally wrapping around his painfully erect cock, swallowing it whole, massaging its entire length with a talented tongue. He gasped aloud, his eyes remaining closed as his hips bucked into his hand. He groaned as he felt his climax approaching. Groaned and shook, his body tensing and releasing repeatedly, rapidly as his heart pounded in his chest and as, in his mind, red devoured him. With a strangled cry, sounding as if two words were trying to make their way out of his throat at the same time, his shaft erupted over his quaking abdomen.

After a long minute where he just tried to remember how to breathe, Yusuke opened his eyes. He was almost surprised to see he was alone. His imagination had been so vivid. He looked down at the puddles of white cum on his stomach and chest, and quietly whispered, “I wonder…” as he brought his fingers to his lips. The taste was pungent, salty, peppery…different, for sure…but…not all that bad really. He wondered how the demons tasted… 'FUCKING BLOODY HELL!!!! Now I’m some kind of pervert!'


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This is *NOT* the promised epilogue...that's a lot longer than this. This is just a random bit I wrote in response to a review (damn you, KHL...wanting to know who Yusuke called for...brat...went and stuck the idea in my head) Anyways...I still need reviews in order to post the actual epilogue...I'll respond to the reviews when I actually post the epilogue :D