Ghost Files: Appendix M

Ghost Files: Appendix M
Six

The demon King, Dalynk, has declared war on the human world, only if the young Spirit Detective Masaru can defeat him in a fair contest can the worlds be saved. But then Masaru has lost his spirit energy and it seems the only way he can get it back, believe it or not, is to have sex with his teacher and long time crush, Yusuke Urameshi.

Night was falling. The sky was half vivid orange bleeding into hot pink, half purple turning to black. Venus was already out. Masaru sat on his bedroll in the opening to their tent, waiting for Yusuke to come back. He assumed the demon had gone to wash in the stream as he had already done. The water had been cold and did little to help ease his nerves about what was going to happen that night.

He was going make love with Yusuke. Considering his long-time worship of the guy, the notion should have made him excited. But he knew the only reason Yusuke was doing it was because the fate of the world depended on it. That put a damper on things.

Masaru wondered it he should take his clothes off to make things easier. No, he decided. He was cold from his bath and wanted to keep the warmth of his clothes as long as he could. He could always strip when Yusuke got back. Strip… Yusuke… Strip in front of Yusuke. He was suddenly very self-conscience. Would he look good naked?

What if he went to take off his pants and got one legs caught up in the material and then he tripped? The would be so un-cool! Maybe he should take off his pants now. But then he’d be there wearing only his shirt and wouldn’t that look funny?

All too soon these concerns were moot, because Yusuke returned. He was freshly washed and shirtless. The cold water left his skin pink, imitating a blush. Masaru watched a stray water drop roll down his collar bone, down his perfect chest and hard abs to at last be absorbed in the waistband of his jeans. He hadn’t bothered to button the top button, Masaru noted. The boy wasn’t going to have any trouble getting aroused this time.

“Well, guess we’d better get started.” Yusuke sunk easily down to his knee to kneel next to Masaru. He wrapped the boy in his arms and kissed him, long and slowly. His hands moved smoothly down Masaru’s sides, his hips, around to the front to touch the button and fly on his jeans.

“Uh, isn’t this kind of rushing it,” Masaru flinched and hastily broke off. “Maybe we could, um talk for a while. Then, ya know, we could work our way from there.”

“We’ve only got three months until you gotta face Dalynk. We’re gonna need all the time we can get, so we got to get your energy back ASAP.” Yusuke told him before he aggressively took Masaru’s lips again. He kissed down his jaw and his neck.

Masaru was startled when Yusuke’s teeth scraped against the delicate flesh just under his ear. Yusuke was biting him! Masaru was no stranger to necking, but that had always been with girls who expected him to do all the work. He’d never had anyone handle him with such aggression before. Yusuke nipped and sucked at the side of his neck where the main artery ran just beneath a thin layer of flesh. It made heat well up from his core and spread throughout his body. He was starting to feel light headed.

That was when Yusuke made his move, unfastened Masaru’s pants and pushed them down. Masaru suddenly felt the cool mountain air brush against his exposed rear. Then that sensation gave way to a warm calloused hand, cupping his buttock.

Without thinking, he shoved Yusuke away and exclaimed, “I’m totally not ready for this!” He made a dive for the tent exit, but got hampered by his pants around his knees.

Yusuke dove on his back to restrain him, “We don’t have time for you to be getting all shy! I know the idea of having a dick in you is scary--”

“Oh my god! Don’t say it out loud like that!”

“You don’t got to be afraid of it, see, nothing scary about it.”

Masaru paused his struggling to look back at Yusuke. He’d unzipped his pants and taken out his member and-- it as so much bigger than Masaru’s! Already at seven and a half inches long and a fair girth, and it wasn’t even fully erect yet. When Yusuke was good and hard it would probably be closer to nine!

“I can’t do this!” Masaru made to escape again, but Yusuke grabbed him around the middle, consequently the action brought Yusuke’s firm cock in direct contact with Masaru’s bare rear, which sent the boy into an even larger fit of panic.

Yusuke yelled, “Stop fighting me, so I can give you what you want! Come on, take it like a man.”

“I don’t want to TAKE it at all!”

“What a couple of idiots,” a third voice caused both of them to still.

“Hiei!” Masaru was relieved to see the small demon, he darted out from under Yusuke, flew to Hiei where he wrapped his arms around the small demon’s waist and buried his face in his dark cloak.

“Hiei,” Yusuke gawked, “What are you doing here?”

“What do you think? I’m breaking up this asinine circus you two are holding here,” Hiei cut him off. “I do agree with you. His energy blockage probably is sexually related. But raping him isn’t going to do any good either.”

“I wasn’t raping him!” Yusuke protested.

“When you’re trying to have sex with someone and they’re screaming ‘no’, that’s called rape,” Hiei rolled his eyes, “But then I suppose you don’t know much about sex anyway. What with that female of yours, insisting that you wait until after you marry. I doubt you’ve ever even done it before. ”

“Hey, I’ve done it lots of times with Kurama!” Yusuke blurted out. His face turned red. And the scene went dead quite, even the crickets outside observed the awkward silence.

Then Hiei abruptly burst out laughing. “What’s so funny,” Yusuke demanded.

“The fox vamped you.”

“Shut up!”

“You…” Masaru whispered, “You’ve really been with another guy before.”

“Well, yeah,” Yusuke said, a little embarrassed, “I mean, did ya think I’d be so open to the idea of doing it with you if I hadn’t done it before? And for your information Hiei, just cuz a guy is resisting a little don’t mean he don’t want it. It just means he’s nervous. The first time I did it with Kurama, he nearly had to tie me down, I was so freaked about having a guy slipping it to me. But I still wanted it. And after he got it in there, it felt so good, I nearly cried.”

“What about your female-- girlfriend,” Masaru had inadvertently used Hiei’s terminology, “I, uh, heard you had a girlfriend, that Keiko girl.”

Yusuke frowned, “It happened last year while Keiko and I were broken up. I was hanging out with Kurama, one thing lead to another…. On several occasions.”

“I did not know that,” Hiei looked at him aghast.

Yusuke grinned, “Ha, looks like you know everything about me, Mr. I-can-peek-in-on-your-life-anytime-I-want-with-my-freaky-eye.”

Masaru remembered meeting Kurama, tall, slender, and gorgeous. You couldn’t miss him with his glamorously long crimson red hair and his sparkling green eyes. He could see how another guy could fall for him. “You and that Kurama guy were really going out once,” Masaru said awed.

“I wouldn’t say were going out. It was more of a fling, I mean, the only understanding we had, was that once he got his pants off, I’m committed fucking and getting fucked until he’d worn himself out. Beyond that…” Yusuke shrugged, “I’ll always go back to Keiko, I love her, ya know. Kurama was real understanding about it. Tell the truth, I thought he was tapping you too, Hiei.”

Hiei’s brow twitched but he moved on, “Would you mind if I had a word with the kid… alone.”

“Uh okay sure. I‘ve got to go drain the weasel anyway.” he paused before exiting the tent and whispered in Hiei’s ear, “If you think you manage to get into his pants, go for it. Remember to give it to him good!” He gave Hiei a thumbs up before leaving.

“That idiot,” Hiei shook his head before he sat down next to Masaru. Masaru suddenly realized he was naked from the waist down. When had Yusuke gotten his pants completely off? And where the hell were they now? To preserve whatever modesty he had left, he grabbed a sleeping bag to cover himself.

“You’re blowing it, you know that,” Hiei said, “What’s with all the fighting? I thought you were all in love-- or something equally stupid-- with Yusuke since you were in kindergarten.”

“Since I was six, yeah,” Masaru muttered, “What about you?”

Hiei’s eyes shot open so wide, they nearly took over the entirety of his face. He swallowed, “Talking in my sleep?”

“Yeah.”

“Damn. I should start muzzling myself before I nap.”

“So?”

“It’s none of your damn business.”

“Actually it might be,” Masaru scratched his head, “My spirit energy went MIA immediately after finding out.”

Hiei cursed under his breath, “Fine I’ll spill my guts-- but only because the fate of the world might depend on it.

“I used to be a bandit. On my last heist I stole an artifact from Spirit World and was apprehended by Yusuke. As punishment, Spirit World assigned me to work with Yusuke. It was on my first case with him, that it started, Maze Castle. We were stuck in this stupid deathtrap. One person could escape it though. Yusuke told me to go and find a way to save the rest of them. I had tried to kill him before… the moron said, ‘I trust you.’ No one ever trusted me before, not even to watch their plate of beans so the dogs wouldn’t get it, let alone their lives.

“Anyway I suppose I became very enamored with him after that. I started to notice other attractive qualities in him, like his endearingly impetuous personality, his growing strength-- that’s a very important quality demons look for in lovers-- and how handsome he was growing.”

“So why did you never pursue him?” Masaru asked.

“I could hand you a list a mile long, but mainly,” Hiei shifted uncomfortably here, “It was because of the prejudice against human’s I had back then. Yusuke was very appealing, but still human. For that I refrained from pursuing him. Later Yusuke became a demon as well, but by then he was already attached to his human female. Had I acted earlier… too late for regrets now. I‘ve given up the notion, more or less.”

“I see,” Masaru rested his chin on his knees.

“You’re pouting,” Hiei pointed out.

“Am I?” Masaru sighed, “I think, maybe I don’t like the fact that you like Yusuke.”

“You think I’m taking him away from you?”

“Yeah, but I also feel like… he’s taking you from me,” Masaru let out a flustered groan, “Dang it, I decided I wasn’t going do nothing with you and now I’m getting all possessive and junk. What the hell is that about?!”

“Sometimes the heart makes decisions all of its own,” Hiei murmured, “That’s why I still think of Yusuke a little, even though I’ve given up on him. Even though I’ve found someone new I wouldn’t mind being with.”

“Hiei,” Masaru said after a pause, “You don’t really like doing this heart to heart talking thing do you?” Hiei gave him a sour look in response. “But you’re gritting your way through it for me. I guess you’re not such a jerk after all, not all the time at least. Thanks.” Masaru leaned over and gave Hiei a chaste kiss on the lips.

“Alright you know a lot more than I’m really comfortable with. How’s your spirit energy?” Hiei demanded.

Masaru held up his hand, concentrated on summoning his shield, “Uh, no good.”

“What? And after I completely embarrassed myself!” Hiei raged.

“Wait, of course, we’ve completely forgotten about the third side in this little love triangle,” Masaru snapped his fingers, “Maybe we need to square this with Yusuke.”

Hiei paled, “Screw that, I vote that we revert back to Yusuke’s plan; we fuck you until your energy comes back.” He grabbed Masaru and wrestled with him.

“I take it all back; you’re still a jerk all the time!”
* * *
Masaru thought he had lucked out, when Yusuke returned. Hiei was caressing and fondling of his naked body. Yeah, Hiei had divested him of his sleeping bag covering and gotten the rest of his clothes off as well. Masaru thought that Yusuke’s return would have stopped his tactile explorations. It did for a moment, until Yusuke said, “Way to go Three-Eyes. Ya need a hand with that.”

Then Hiei lifted Masaru up to stand on his knees. With a smirk he plastered himself to the boy’s front. His hand glided ever so sensually down Masaru’s back, exciting a shiver from the boy. “I’ll take the front, you cover the rear,” Hiei said cheekily.

“Sounds good,” Yusuke eyed Masaru’s round backside a moment before, pressing his bare body against Masaru’s back.

“Oh!” Masaru gasped when Yusuke’s searing heat touched him.

“Hn, and you didn’t want this,” Hiei gloated. He reach down to stroke the kid’s weeping erection.”

“Nyh!” Masaru groaned and his hips jerked forward into Hiei’s grasp. At the same time Yusuke started sucking at the tender spot just under his ear. Man, did he have an affinity for doing that! And he was so good at it too!

Hiei laid his lips on Masaru’s flesh. His lips were so small and soft. It was like having a butterfly dancing across his skin. The butterfly was migrating south, down his sternum. Hiei’s pert little tongue darted out to lap at his abdominals, still heading south.

Oh my god, Hiei’s not going to do THAT to me! Masaru’s mind screamed half in shock, half in joy.

“Take it easily, Hiei,” Yusuke murmured over Masaru’s shoulder, “Ya keep doing it so sexy, the kids gonna shoot off before we can finish with him.”

Masaru gave a weak chuckle, “You think Hiei’s sexy?”

“Uh, well yeah sure. His look are kind of cute. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve seen him in real hardcore fights and stuff, and he’s so strong and cool. I’ve fought him before too, something about fighting him is just so… invigorating. Ya know, like your skin comes out of it battered and dirty, but your soul is, like, clean and whole,” Yusuke turned red as he made the wise decision to stop babbling and get back to the task at hand.

He wrapped his arms fully around Masaru’s middle and placed his lips on the back of his neck. Hiei took Yusuke’s advice and started to travel his way back up Masaru’s body, until he was fully upright again, he tipped his head up and took the boy’s lips. Again Masaru was subjected to that electrified sensation that Hiei’s kiss always gave him.

Yusuke’s hands roved over Masaru’s chest, smoothing over and cupping his pectoral muscles. Up down, his hands brushed Hiei’s front, those compact, yet so powerful muscles. Yusuke turned his hands to feel his body more fully. Masaru moaned, Yusuke noted. He slipped his arms around to caress Hiei’s back. It was so smooth and shapely. Consequently the action farther compressed the human boy between the demons. Yusuke’s hard body on his back, the hardest part of which was pressing at the cleft of his ass in way that would have been distressing to the boy, if it weren’t for Hiei’s hot body on his front, putting deliriously wonderful pressure on his manhood.

“Uh!” Masaru exclaimed tossing his head back. Hiei took advantage of his tipped head to attack his neck with lips and gentle teeth. Yusuke was also moving with his lips over Masaru’s neck. He and Hiei bumped into each other, stopped, and looked at each other. Yusuke blushed.

Hiei smirked, “You’re not so bad yourself, by the way.”

Yusuke leaned his head forward and Hiei gratefully accepted his mouth. “Whoa, mama and I thought you did your best with your fists,” Yusuke panted.

“Hn, when will you ever learn to stop underestimating me,” Hiei snorted as he snatched one of Yusuke’s hands and brought it to his mouth. Much to both Yusuke and Masaru’s pleasure, he sucked two digits into his mouth and started to work them with his tongue and jaw.

Masaru felt Yusuke swell against his backside. And Hiei was only working on Yusuke’s fingers, imagine if it were his-- Hiei was going to suck his dick, Masaru recalled. Oh man, he wasn’t sure if he could handle that!

Abruptly he let go of Yusuke’s digits. Some communication seemed to pass between them. Hiei reached up, fondled Masaru’s messy brown hair, leaned close to his ear, whispered, “If it starts to hurt too much, I can enter your mind like I did before and dampen the pain. Just let me know.”

He then slipped his hands down to Masaru’s hips. He moved his hands back, grasped him. He was spreading his ass-cheeks. Masaru felt the cool air gust over his hidden hole, soon followed by cold slippery digit. He jumped when the finger started to probe at his entrance, but Hiei’s strong hands held him firmly in place. Actually, more than that, the boy found Hiei’s restraint on him a little arousing. Now he thought of it, he did seem to be attracted to strength, which more than explained his selection of lovers.

Masaru’s entrance was tight, but as Yusuke gently massaged the outer ring, it loosened, just enough for the demon to slip the digit in to his first knuckle. Masaru squirmed a bit. It didn’t hurt, it just felt… odd. But then the more Yusuke fiddled around back there with that finger, the more the word odd turned to good. And deeper, really good… so good. Yusuke moved deeper, curled his finger a bit.

“AH!” Masaru screamed. It was so fucking good! It was the best sensation he’d felt in his whole life! Then barely comprehensible, he felt a slight prang in his passage. He realized Yusuke had added another finger. In and out, Yusuke continued to work him until he was used to the second finger, and then he added a third and repeated the process.

“Okay, I think you’re ready now. At least your body is,” Yusuke panted, his brow was covered in sweat. Doing that must really have aroused him.

“Hold on,” Hiei shuffled around to Yusuke, “The boy’s new at this. Better wet you thoroughly for good measure.” And then with out a moment’s hesitation he bent down and took Yusuke’s manhood into his mouth.

Masaru watched aghast. Hiei’s mouth was so tiny and Yusuke’s dick so big-- Masaru was right about it measuring nearly nine inches when fully aroused-- But Hiei took nearly all of it in. The remaining portion of the shaft he worked with his fist, smearing saliva on it that dribbled from his mouth.

“Oh shit Hiei,” Yusuke hissed through clenched teeth.

Evidently Masaru was right about that too, Hiei was magical with his mouth. Not only that, but the two of them together were hot! Yusuke’s muscles strained under sweat shined skin, showing just how powerful his body was. And Hiei so dark, cool and sensuous, he was the cause of the other’s condition. Yet on farther inspection a proud erection stood up between his legs, leaking just about as much fluid as his mouth was. He was enjoying giving Yusuke a blowjob. Something about that fact….

Masaru reached down and started handling himself without even thinking about it. The first touch nearly sent him through the roof of the tent. He’d masturbated often-- what teenage boy doesn’t? But he’d never been this sensitive before! He had to bite his lip to keep from coming right away. It was probably the best jack off he’d had in his life! There was only one sensation he’d had that was better….

Carefully, almost shyly, Masaru slipped his hand down, probed between his ass-cheeks, and touched his pucker. It was soft, slick, and open. Hard to believe that was HIS hole. Was he really going to do it? He exhaled and pushed his finger up inside. After a moment of exploration, he found that spot. “Uhnnnn,” He groaned with pleasure as he worked his shaft and fiddled with that special spot.

“I think that will do,” Hiei said after he released Yusuke’s member.

“It will have to do. Look the boy’s gone and started without us,” Yusuke nodded toward Masaru. Masaru was aware they were watching him, but by then his brain was just too fogged over with pleasure to care.

Hiei smirked as he pried Masaru’s hands away from his dick and hole, “A good boy should share his toys, regardless how hot it is to watch you playing all by yourself.”

“To think a few minutes ago you were afraid to death of being touched down there.” Yusuke resumed his position behind Masaru, grasped his hips, “Ready?”

“Yeah,” Masaru said in a hoarse whisper.

Yusuke nodded to no one in particular and pressed his hips smoothly forward.

“Nyn!” Masaru whimpered as Yusuke’s girth pressed him open and filled his passage nearly to the point of busting. He squeezed his eyes shut, but a stream of tears still managed to escape. “Hiei…”

“I’ve got you,” Hiei reached up to remove his headband.

“No,” Masaru grabbed his hand, “Just… distract me, please.”

Hiei grinned, “And what manner of distraction did you have I mind?”

“Hiei!” Masaru grunted as Yusuke pressed another inch inside of him.

“You’re right, you’ve been teased enough already… obviously,” Hiei caressed Masaru’s painfully hard member to punctuate his point.

“Mmm,” Masaru whined. That made Hiei smile, so he rewarded the boy by sliding down his body and taking his member into his mouth. All those presumptions Masaru made about Hiei’s oral skills, way off! Nobody could imagine the how good it felt to be in Hiei’s talented mouth!

“Shit, kid, did your temperature just go up like a thousand degrees!” Yusuke gasped. He was fully seated in Masaru’s passage now. He was resting there, both because he knew the kid would need time to adjust to the unaccustomed intrusion. And two, Masaru’s virgin passage was so tight and warm; he need time to compose himself. But when Hiei started going down on the boy his heat shot up and his internal muscles flexed, it was all Yusuke could do not to say screw it and start pounding into the boy like there was no tomorrow. He would move when he deemed the time right.

When he did deem the time right, Masaru nearly jumped out of his skin. That smooth dragging against his stretched inner walls as Yusuke’s pulled out-- If someone were to ask him what it was like, he’d have to say, it was like having a dick pulled out of you, because there really was not other feeling like it. And then Yusuke pressed back in, stretching his walls again. It would have been painful but thanks to Hiei’s efforts, Masaru’s mind was just too flooded with pleasure to register any more than a little pain.

“You like that?” Yusuke panted as he set up a nice steady rhythm.

“It… it’s a novel experience,” Masaru gasped in reply.

Hiei apparently thought that was funny, because he chuckled around Masaru’s length-- or maybe he did it because he knew the mind blowing affect it would have on the boy. Deep and subtle vibrations hit his cock from all directions. Each one setting off a thousand sparks of raw pleasure to singe his nerve endings.

He cried out, “Ah, Hiei!” He looked down on the tiny demon. Hiei back peered up at him through his lashes. It was hard to tell with his mouth full, but Masaru could swear he was smiling at him.

“Mmm, oh kid, you’re a really, REALLY good lay, you should know that,” Yusuke groaned out.

“Ha, you’re the… one doing all the w-work,” Masaru said shakily.

“Don’t matter. Your body is awesome by itself. Don’t let anyone ever tell you otherwise, you sexy thing,” Yusuke told him as he delivered one long slow thrust.

God when he did it like that it felt like his dick was three feet long-- and suddenly that was a good thing! Before, the thought of having a dick in him sounded like a fate worse than death to Masaru, and the thicker and longer the dick the worse the fate. But now Masaru actually found himself spreading his legs farther to let Yusuke probe him deeper.

Yusuke was more than glad to oblige. As a matter of fact, he’d have trouble not obliging at this point. He slid his arms up around Masaru’s chest and rocked into him with his full body. Masaru could feel Yusuke’s strong chest on his back, tightening with the effort of his movement. God was that sexy! Masaru flexed his hips and pressed back on Yusuke, meeting his thrusts blow for blow.

“Oh god, oh god, kid!” Yusuke whined. The boy had no idea what affect his actions had on the older man. His passage griped and rippled around his hard member… the smell of sweat and male arousal… the pleasant slapping of his balls on the boy’s backside. And then the boy turned his head to look back at him. A dark blush was spread over his cheeks under big glassy eyes, turned dark with passion. A little sting of spit dripped from the corner of swollen pink his lips. It was too much, even for an experienced man.

“Hold on kid,” He muttered before shoving his shoulders forward, toppling the boy down on his hands and knees. He thrust into him again, but shallow this time. It took him a couple of trusts to find the spot he was looking for, but it became apparent that he found it when Masaru’s head jerked up, eyes wide, and howled.

“OHHHH!” Masaru screamed. It was that spot again, the one Yusuke fiddled with before and even lured Masaru into fingering his own ass. Yusuke was pounding into it with a force and speed no mere finger could rival. That combined with the sensation of his stretched asshole and the stroking of his inner wall-- oh and let‘s not forget, Hiei sucking on his cock. Can never forget Hiei sucking on his cock! “YES YES YES!!!”

Yusuke leaned down and whispered in his ear, “Does your hungry little hole like sucking on my big cock?” Was Yusuke talking dirty to him? He was! He husked, “Come for me.”

Masaru didn’t need to be told. The heat that had been coiling in his belly since the whole thing started was brimming over. It surged like boiling lava, straight to his cock and exploded out from him just as his vision blurred and his mind completely shut down. Coming was never like this before. Masturbation has nothing on fucking… or being fucked! Masaru thought giddily, I could get used to being a cock jockey.

Good thing, because it wasn’t over yet. As soon as his orgasm peeked Yusuke drove his dick as far up Masaru’s ass as he could manage. Again and again he pulled all nine inches of his massive dick out of the boy and plunged it back. And with so much force, Masaru’s knees were knocked out from under him, sending him sprawling onto the ground in a dead frog position. Yusuke didn’t stop ramming him for a second.

Hiei, whom had moved out from under Masaru only seconds before Yusuke toppled the kid, cried out in horror. “Yusuke, stop! You‘re hurting him!”

“No… I’m not” Yusuke grunted between hard thrusts, “Look!”

Hiei looked at the display. Masaru was screaming, but in pleasure not pain. He opened his Jagan and looked at him again and gasped. His spirit energy was back-- and more potent than ever! It was pooling down by his lower regions-- protecting him from damage from the rough sex!

“You like that?” Yusuke grunted into the boy’s ear, “Oh gods you’re so fucking good! So good, I’m gonna come in your ass. I’m gonna paint your walls so white they’re gonna have to hang a sign on your ass that say’s ‘designed by Martha Stewart’! Ngh!” As promised Yusuke plunged himself deep into Masaru and spilled his fluids.

“I can’t believe it,” Hiei said after a pause, “You really fucked his spirit energy back.”

“I can’t believe you said Maratha Stewart!” Masaru muttered dazed.

Yusuke laughed softly and hugged Masaru’s back, “I get carried away. But I did mean some of the things I said. You really are a good lay. I… I know how you feel about me.”

“You know!” Masaru stiffened.

“Kinda hard not to,” Yusuke gave him reassuring squeeze, “You’re a great guy. I could love you, I really could. But the thing is, there’s someone else I already promised to be the love of this life of mine. I’m sorry Masaru.”

“Oh yeah, that Keiko chick,” Masaru muttered, feeling not at all surprised, but still deflated. “W-what should I do then?”

“Let him love you,” Yusuke nodded toward Hiei. Masaru starred somewhat blankly at Hiei. Then closed his eyes and breathed, “That sounds… good.”

On that sanction, Hiei moved to close his arms around the boy. At the same time, Yusuke slipped out of Masaru, moved away, leaving a cold emptiness at his back. But that was only temporary because already Hiei was pressing him down to lie on the bed. Hiei slipped his hand down Masaru’s body, down between his legs. Masaru felt Hiei’s fingers probe effortlessly at his loosened pucker.

Hiei removed his fingers and examined them. “A bloodless deflowering. How do you feel?”

“Remarkably good actually,” Masaru said, “Hmm, I would have thought there’d be soreness at least.”

Hiei laughed, “I hate to tell you this, kid, but I think you ought to give up on a life of heterosexuality. Because it seems you were made for this.”

“Made for you?” Masaru said wrapping his arms around Hiei’s shoulders, drew him down to his lips.

“Sap,” Hiei snorted against his mouth before claming it.

In the missionary position, like an old married couple, Hiei shifted his hips forward and breached Masaru’s pucker without much effort. He was still stretched out and slick form his coupling with Yusuke. And Hiei was only half the size of Yusuke. But then as he began to move his sex, the boy’s body tightened pleasantly around him. Oh what a talented body this kid had! Hiei knew Masaru’s physiology was remarkable the first time he’d seen him fight, but this went beyond any of his expectations.

He whispered so quietly into Masaru’s ear, no one else in the world could have heard it, “I let one spirit detective slip through my grasp. I won’t let it happen again.”

“Oh, Hiei,” Masaru breathed as a warm feeling settled over him. He just wanted to wrap his arms and legs around the demon and hold him forever.

The sex he had before with Yusuke was wild, it made him frightened and pleasurably excited at the same time, like going on a rollercoaster at an amusement park. But now with Hiei’s body slowly merging into his, it was like coming home. They made love well into the night and the next day, Yusuke let them sleep in. But the day after that… there was hell to pay in blood sweat and tears as Yusuke stepped up Masaru’s training into full all-out Genkai style.

Three months later, Masaru traveled to demon world and defeated King Dalynk. Thanks to the rigors of the three months of training Yusuke put him through, his strength was now equal to that of an upper B-class apparition. Dalynk was an A-class, but he was also some sort of wolf demon. So, Masaru cleverly closed the advantage by activating a dog whistle app on his Spirit Phone and barely managed to scrape out a win.

The Human World was saved. Spirit Worlds was happy. Demon World would have to assemble another tournament to select a new king who wasn‘t a complete tool. None the less it was a close call. Yusuke had already offered farther training, believing Masaru could be stronger. However Masaru had to pause to think, how strong does he really need to be?

Immediately following after the battle, Hiei grabbed him with intent to put him through rigors of his own. Hiei slammed him down on the couch in the locker room and quickly mounted his hips.

“Dang it, Hiei you horn-dog. I just got out the ring and my spirit energies, like, completely tapped out,” Masaru protested.

“I’ll be gentle,” Hiei hissed before swooping in to devourer the other’s lips.

“Mmm, you better be,” Masaru grunted, “If you injure me, it’ll be right awkward explaining it to Miss Yukina when I have to ask her to heal me.”

Hiei blanched for reasons that Masaru was not yet aware of-- but would probably find out about soon enough. “I said I’d be gentle, but for the sake of argument, why not have Hinageshi do it?”

“She asks too many questions… personal questions. And she wants details,” Masaru grimaced, “I think she’s writing a fan fiction or something.”

“Well there’s no way she could be creative enough to do our relationship justice,” Hiei smirked, “Remember the time under the big oak tree and against it and then in it?”

“Yeah,” Masaru brooded, “I still can’t believe you keep going even after we fell out of it.”

“You’re unbreakable. A little fifteen foot fall with a demon screwing your ass isn’t gonna kill you,” Hiei playfully swatted Masaru’s hind end.

“Oh!” Masaru cried. Hiei swallowed the exclamation with a long probing kiss. By the time he was finished, Masaru was panting for breath. His face was cherry pink, which reminded Hiei.

He fished in this coat and produced a little pink bottle. He said, “I brought your favorite, cherry flavor.”

“You brought a bottle of lube with you! So, this was completely premeditated?” Masaru added, “And cherry is YOUR favorite flavor. You never asked me mine.”

Hiei chuckled and moved in to kiss down along the side of his neck, “Moot point, seeing I’m the one who’s going to be licking it off of you. And believe me, with what I got planned, you’re going to start to love cherry.”

“You’re a pervert,” Masaru said without conviction. Hiei’s kisses were already going to his brain.

Hiei laid his hands on Masaru’s waistband, starting to work them down, “Would you have me any other way?”

“No,” Masaru stole a quick kiss, before Hiei had his way with him.

They were still in the locker room long after all the spectators left the stadium. Even the cleaning staff would be packing up and leaving soon. Masaru stretched his back, winced at the dull pain in his backside. It was to be expected with his spirit energy drained from the fight, there wasn’t much left to hearten his body for Hiei’s unique affections.

“You seem happy,” Hiei smirked as he pulled his coat back on.

Masaru shrugged into his jeans. They were hard to fit into with his body so sweaty, “I’m in a state of shock. It’s my typical reaction to my liaisons with you.” He shook his head, “its just mind blowing the things you come up with, like… that thing you did… with your tongue.”

“I do a lot of things with my tongue.”

“You know what I mean!”

“It’s called a rim job.”

“It has name,” Masaru muttered with his shirt half pulled over his head, “Of course it has a name. Man, sometimes when I’m with you I think, what the hell am I doing here-- not that I’m complaining. It’s just that I feel like I’m in over my head. Maybe you’d prefer a more… experienced lover.”

Hiei was there to meet him when his head popped out of his neck band. He took Masaru’s lips before he even had a chance to be startled, and kiss him soundly. “Hn, don’t get presumptuous that you think you can decide what sort of lover I’d like. Anyway, I doubt there are many who could please me as you have.”

“Shoot,” Masaru blushed at the complement. Then in moment, out of the blue he said, “Hey Hiei, have you completely given up on Yusuke?

“No,” Hiei told him flat out, “But I’m not going to drop you in favor of him either. You don’t understand? Yusuke and I are both demons who have chosen a human as their lifetime love. However demons live a lot longer than a human’s lifetime.”

“So, like, after both I and that Keiko girl are dead, you’ll go to each other?” Masaru said.

“Who, knows my experience with you might serve to bring us closer,” Hiei nodded. “Is that offensive to you?”

“Not really,” Masaru mauled it over. “In fact it’s sort of comforting, knowing you’ll be taken care of when I’m gone. I just got one more question.”

“What’s that?”

“ Did you ever have a thing with Kurama, like Yusuke thought you did?”

Hiei growled annoyed, “We were about to take on the most powerful apparitions in the human plane at the Dark Tournament. He said he didn’t want to die a virgin.”

“So you gave it him?” Masaru said both shocked and fascinated.

Hiei snorted, “Thought I was, but it didn’t exactly work out like that.”

“You mean him did… that to you?” Hiei was silent. “Am I going to get to… do that to you?”

Hiei tossed him a suffering look. “I’ll tell you what; I’ll let you top me when you get stronger than me.”

In a flash Masaru was up and on phone with Yusuke taking up offer for farther training.

END
A/N: I hope you had as much fun reading this as I did writing it. Thank you, everyone who read and double thanks for all the reviews. They really make all the work I put into these things worth it. I’m working on another story now, a short one in about three parts. I’ll get that out as soon as I can. Se ya then, next time.