Hot Mazoku Action

Hot Mazoku Action

By Sefiru

Pairings: Yusuke/Hiei/Kurama in various combinations

Warnings: NC-17: Yes, we’re finally here!. YAOI, anal, oral, D/s, threesome.

Disclaimer: I don’t own YuYu Hakusho, it owns me.

Kit-kit: tops and bottoms are variable, is all I’m giving away.

Shade shadow: Kurama returns in chapter 8.

kerryann: yes, we’ll get to see Kurama’s reaction when he finds out.

Katonie: oh you poor thing! ~_^ this chapter should ease your pain …

Tephra: phear my vocabulary. ^^ death by anticipation? My plot’s work is done.

Hemamal: nope, Hiei gets the first shot. Kurama gets his later though.

AmyMcClair: thanks for joining us! Hiei is in for a big surprise.

Angela: you have fallen for my yummy threesome evil! Mwahahahaha!

BlueUtopiah: heh, thank you! I try to keep the characterizations as close to canon as I can. The manga thing just seemed to follow naturally.

In this chapter: Lime. Orange. Kumquat. Grapefruit. Clementine. Etc.

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Chapter 6: At Long Last

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      Hiei’s Dragon writhed and rumbled on his arm, rubbing against the wards Yusuke had made as if it was as excited as its master. He practically floated down the hallway at Yusuke’s side; it took all his concentration to keep pace with him, instead of dashing ahead. Every muscle was wound tight with anticipation. The Toushin, on the other hand, ambled along with his hands in his pockets, totally unperturbed, his eyes never leaving Hiei’s form. He also was still wearing that grin that promised that someone would land flat on his back tonight – just not the way that Hiei was used to.

      “What’ll Kurama think about the two of us getting it on?” he mused.

      “N?” Hiei pulled himself away from contemplating Yusuke’s thighs. “Oh, we agreed to share you.”

      “Share? You mean I can have both of you?”

      Hiei smirked at Yusuke’s astonishment, but the hunger in his voice made him shiver. What had he unleashed? They came to yet another door, left their shoes, and Yusuke pushed Hiei ahead of him into the bedroom. This was a far different chamber from the one he had woken in; a giant bed, fur-covered, stood opposite the entry, flanked by a pair of pirate chests. A single soft amber light hung above it, casting the rest of the room in shadow, and a sturdy rug softened the floor.

     The door closed behind him and he heard the lock click home. He felt Yusuke’s heat at his back, his hands reaching around to his throat – not to strangle, but to undo the clasp on his cloak. “So you know, Yusuke, I’ve never done this before.”

      “In that case, I’m honored.” The cloth fell to the floor; the hands went to his belts and undid them one by one. “Me neither. It’s time to put all my book learning to good use.” He wasn’t wasting any time – in one motion Hiei’s pants were shoved down and his tank top pulled over his head. Yusuke picked him up like he weighed nothing at all and tossed him onto the monster bed. He rolled over in time to see the Toushin start stripping as he walked forward.

       Oh hell. It was like a conjuror’s trick; he pulled his tshirt over his face, and when he was revealed again his demon markings had appeared. His loose pants came off, showing that he also had marks on his thighs and hips. His youki was thick enough to drown in, and his eyes glowed red in the shadows. But Hiei barely had a moment to take it all in before Yusuke pounced on him and turned him back over on his stomach.

       A hot tongue scraped across his neck, and he gasped. When he asked Yusuke to take him, he imagined that he’d simply be bent over and mounted. He really should have known better. Yusuke’s tongue ran along his hairline and down his spine, his fingers seeking out what felt like every nerve and fiber on his ribs. No, the Toushin wouldn’t be satisfied with him merely enduring this; he wanted surrender, and he was going to get it. Hiei had no defense against this kind of attack, and although he could stand blank-faced while his flesh was torn from his bones, these few brief touches had him groaning already. Every brush sent a spark arching through him from head to toe, and his skin felt like it was covered in flames on the inside.

     Yusuke crawled lower, holding Hiei still against the bed – not that Hiei could focus enough to struggle through the fog of pleasure. Yusuke nibbled his skin and growled happily. Hiei knew what he had found: a starburst-shaped scar at the small of his back, souvenir of a certain detective’s rei gun. Yusuke spent minutes tracing around it, and his demon instincts probably liked that Hiei had worn his mark since the day they met. His attention had its effect on Hiei, who had passed from groaning to whimpering, twitching and writhing. The tongue touched the top of his crack, and he screamed.

      He had no thought left for dignity or pride. When the hands and lips stopped, he whined for their return; the Toushin had him completely. But Yusuke only stopped to roll him onto his back. He was suddenly staring into endless red-tinged eyes, shimmering above him like twin pools of lava, ready to consume him as soon as he fell in. He couldn’t look away; could barely move. Yusuke noticed his fingers clutching at nothing, took his wrist and wrapped his arm around his waist. Hiei had a moment to savor the velvet texture of his Toushin’s skin before Yusuke pressed their lips together.

      Hiei had never seen the appeal of this particular act; he hadn’t taken into account that the lips were some of the softest and most sensitive skin on the body. His eyes – the original two – rolled back in his head, while his Jagan opened wider. Yusuke’s ki poured over him; the heavy heat of youki, the piercing brilliant reiki, and the unique, divine energy which felt like champagne made of lightning pouring into his skin. Yusuke raised his head far enough to see Hiei’s face.

      “Dude. You’re broadcasting through the Jagan.”

      “Nnnnn … more … give me …” Hiei wasn’t too coherent right now, and he didn’t care. His Toushin granted his wish, growling as he scattered small bites across Hiei’s neck and shoulders. His hands parted Hiei’s thighs so he could lie between them, and then one finger dipped lower to his ring. Once again his prior knowledge left him unprepared; he yelled as Yusuke opened him. One finger. Just one finger. His muscles convulsed, his joints quivered like jelly. His hands raked Yusuke’s back with enough force to crush a human, but Yusuke’s ki was so high he didn’t leave a mark. One finger became two, then three. With every second that passed, Hiei burned higher; the touch in his hole grew quickly into unbearable arousal. At the same time, Yusuke ravished his mouth with his tongue, and Hiei wimpered and moaned under him. He had long since lost his mind. He was the touch. He was whatever his Toushin poured into him. He was a snarling animal that only wanted all the pleasure he could hold.

       Suddenly the fingers were gone, and he growled at the emptiness that was almost painful. Yusuke held back long enough for Hiei to come back to himself, only to send him back into the flames when he rammed his cock into him.

       “Aaaaaauugh!” He was impaled; the shaft struck places inside him that fingers could not reach. Sparks danced along his nerves and over his skin. His Jagan saw Yusuke’s pleasure and added it to his own. Yusuke moved; Hiei’s muscles went limp as the fire spilled over his flesh. Their kis spiraled higher with every thrust until suddenly Yusuke reached his release, shooting both seed and ki deep into Hiei’s body. His ki … inside … That feeling was enough to finish him; he shattered under a hammer of pleasure, and the last thing he heard was his own scream.

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*Hands out napkins*

Next chapter: Things stay steamy as Hiei helps Yusuke keep his realm in order.