If They'd Been Human
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yuyu Hakusho › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
14
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6,271
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68
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Snapped
Yay! Over 1000 hits and 35 reviews! To celebrate, I'll post two chapters... well, a chapter and a side story. They're sort of connected. The side story goes further than the chapter though, and much more lemony.
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Chapter Six: Snapped
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It had been exactly two months since Kurama had first met his prince charming in the warehouse, and was saddened by how hot and cold their relationship was… To Hiei, who had never had a relationship, their kisses and make out sessions were moving really fast, but to Kurama they were going nowhere but driving him crazy, his need to fuck the boy’s tight ass was increasing tenfold for every time their lips met or every time Hiei’s hand accidentally brushed his crotch or curled his back more against his body, pressing his ass more against him whenever they slept. Kurama was getting frustrated, this was definitely the longest that he had been with someone without fucking them or being fucked by them, and he really wanted it. Hiei were either really nervous or extremely stubborn, either way… it was driving Kurama insane.
It was a Saturday morning when he snapped. Kurama had woken up with the purring cutie in his arms. He was surprised when Hiei had initiated their ‘bonding’ last night. He knew that this was the closest that Hiei had been to anyone both emotionally and physically.
Kurama dragged himself out of bed and made breakfast. The smell of sizzling bacon lured the drowsy dark haired boy into the kitchen, still wrapped adorably in the bed sheets.
“Mornin’, babe,” Kurama grinned.
“Hmm… mmm….” Hiei mumbled and grumbled something in his half sleep status.
The next thing either of them knew was that Kurama had Hiei pressed to the fridge, pinned with his weight and lips and tongue. Their tongues played over and over between their connected mouths. Kurama lowered himself, to peel off Hiei’s tank top, and for only the second time in the past month, he was tasting that sweet chest, lapping at the hardened nipples.
“Ahn, hm… ah…” Hiei threw his back, letting his hands jarringly find their way to Kurama's shoulders.
Keeping his mouth and tongue focused on Hiei’s delicious abs, Kurama's nimble fingers pulled Hiei’s boxers down just enough so that the semi erect penis was pulled free. Wrapping his smooth palm around the quickly hardening penis, he continued his onslaught of kisses and licks and nibbles on the muscled chest, nipping at the bellybutton. Hiei’s fingers dug even harder into the pale shoulders.
“Ku-kura…ma,” Hiei’s breathing became sporadic.
Standing again, Kurama claimed Hiei’s quivering lips for a very deep, very wet kiss while his hands guided the others to hold the top of the fridge. He pulled away to look Hiei in the eye, looking for something. Hiei groaned, why had the kiss stopped? Kurama smirked, he’d apparently gotten what he wanted, because he went back to exploring the body before him; kissing his way down the boy slowly, lowering himself to his knees playing with Hiei’s navel, dipping his tongue inside made Hiei jump. In a series of fast kisses, Kurama made a wet path to Hiei’s left hip, where he bit into the flesh.
“Argh,” Hiei gave a shout, but Kurama couldn’t tell if it was out of pleasure or pain…probably both… hopefully.
Taking a few seconds to give praise to Hiei’s strong thighs, Kurama began to nuzzle against the engorged sex.
“Ngh,” He tried to hold back his moans as he pressed his hips into Kurama's face in hopes of more contact.
“Mmm, you look so delicious,” Kurama kissed Hiei’s sex from base to tip on both sides. It made him smile when Hiei cried thrusting his hips into Kurama's lips, but Kurama's hands pushed and held his firm round ass onto the fridge forcefully.
“Ahhn,” Hiei bit his lips when the head of his sex was suddenly engulfed into the warm wet cavern of Kurama's mouth, “n…”
Swallowing more of Hiei, Kurama swirled his tongue around the swollen length. Hoping Hiei didn’t try to thrust into his mouth too fast and choke him while he reached one hand to pinch at his nipples.
The pressure was building quickly, and Hiei was moaning constantly, it was another new feeling that he would have to get use to… that wasn’t that hard… Kurama's tongue and mouth teasing him in the most wonderful ways. It was coming, he could feel it, and whatever it was that had been building up inside him was now at the very tip of the mountain.
The redhead could feel it too, so he sucked hard suddenly, making Hiei cry out his name as his seed spurted into the waiting mouth.
“Ah, Kurama…” the deep voice groaned as Hiei slid down the fridge feeling very warm and nicely emptied. His eyes slid closed as he felt Kurama lapping at his now placid member looking for any drop that he might have missed. “Mmm,” he opened his eyes again when Kurama started kissing his way up to Hiei’s mouth, but before he could claim those all too tempting lips, he pulled away, “Do you smell something burning?”
“Oh, no!” Kurama jumped to the stove with the blackened and extra crispy bacon. He doused the pan in the sink, resting his arms on the edge, letting his head hang a little as he heard Hiei stand up and pulling his shorts back on and walk away. “Damn it,” he whispered under his breath. He shouldn’t have done that, Hiei wasn’t ready for it, but strong arms around his waist tell him otherwise.
“I’m sorry…” Hiei said so softly that Kurama had to strain to hear it.
“What?” Kurama slowly spun in the loose hold.
“I-I want to do what you did to me to you…” he rested his head on Kurama's chest, “I just…don’t know how.”
Lifting his chin so their eyes met, he gave Hiei a reassuring smile, “It’s okay, love. I’ll teach you,” he pulled his newest lover close, holding him tightly to his body. “And just so you know… You taste delicious.”
Hiei turned bright red.
“How about if we go out for breakfast instead, ne?”
Hiei gave a snort, but nodded his head against the redhead’s chest.
*****
The two spent the better part of the day together, but late in the afternoon things took a turn in the wrong direction…
The two were sitting in front of the television, just watching random things on the news and some old movies, Hiei on the couch and Kurama between his legs on the floor. Hiei had somehow become obsessed with the long red silky tresses and couldn’t help himself from running his fingers through it.
“What time is it?” Kurama asked.
“Umm,” Hiei tried desperately to find the clock under piles of clothing, books, and cigarette boxes, hey this one still has one, put the cigarette between his teeth as he finally found the time, “5:30.”
“Oh, darn it,” Kurama jumped up, “I’m going to be late, Shinto is going to kill me.”
“Who’s Shinto?”
“He’s, uh, he’s my… client… I’m going to be out late, and I just don’t want you to get all protective on me or anything like that.”
“What does that mean? How late are you staying and where?”
“Don’t worry, I left you some dinner in the fridge…”
“That is NOT the problem,” Hiei growled standing up to the redhead.
“Please don’t do this to me. I stopped going to my regulars for over a month so that we could be together-”
“So what? You took some time off to see how long it would take for me to let you nail me?”
“It’s not like that and you know it Hiei. I told you that I like you and I meant it. I like you more than anyone that I’ve ever met. So, please, just trust me.”
“But why do you have to…”
“I told you I need the money-”
“No! You don’t!”
“Look, Hiei, I don’t need you to protect me, okay? I’ve been taking care of myself for the past ten years and this job has kept me alive for over four years, now. Let me do what I have to do, and I’ll always return to you,” he promised.
Hiei’s expression became somber and his voice eerily calm, “But… you just said that…you don’t need me to protect you… I have nothing else to offer you. Why bother to return at all?”
There was a saddened silence as the painful words soaked into the boys. Hiei backed away towards the door, unwilling to be seen as emotional, but it hurt… it hurt his heart too much… it was hard to breathe. He’d never felt anything like this before. He had never had anyone to care for…to protect, but when had he ever protected Kurama? He was right, he didn’t need his protection.
“Hiei?” green eyes glistened with tears.
The spiky haired boy shook, and walked out the door, slamming it behind him.
“Hiei!”
*****
~TBC~
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Chapter Six: Snapped
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It had been exactly two months since Kurama had first met his prince charming in the warehouse, and was saddened by how hot and cold their relationship was… To Hiei, who had never had a relationship, their kisses and make out sessions were moving really fast, but to Kurama they were going nowhere but driving him crazy, his need to fuck the boy’s tight ass was increasing tenfold for every time their lips met or every time Hiei’s hand accidentally brushed his crotch or curled his back more against his body, pressing his ass more against him whenever they slept. Kurama was getting frustrated, this was definitely the longest that he had been with someone without fucking them or being fucked by them, and he really wanted it. Hiei were either really nervous or extremely stubborn, either way… it was driving Kurama insane.
It was a Saturday morning when he snapped. Kurama had woken up with the purring cutie in his arms. He was surprised when Hiei had initiated their ‘bonding’ last night. He knew that this was the closest that Hiei had been to anyone both emotionally and physically.
Kurama dragged himself out of bed and made breakfast. The smell of sizzling bacon lured the drowsy dark haired boy into the kitchen, still wrapped adorably in the bed sheets.
“Mornin’, babe,” Kurama grinned.
“Hmm… mmm….” Hiei mumbled and grumbled something in his half sleep status.
The next thing either of them knew was that Kurama had Hiei pressed to the fridge, pinned with his weight and lips and tongue. Their tongues played over and over between their connected mouths. Kurama lowered himself, to peel off Hiei’s tank top, and for only the second time in the past month, he was tasting that sweet chest, lapping at the hardened nipples.
“Ahn, hm… ah…” Hiei threw his back, letting his hands jarringly find their way to Kurama's shoulders.
Keeping his mouth and tongue focused on Hiei’s delicious abs, Kurama's nimble fingers pulled Hiei’s boxers down just enough so that the semi erect penis was pulled free. Wrapping his smooth palm around the quickly hardening penis, he continued his onslaught of kisses and licks and nibbles on the muscled chest, nipping at the bellybutton. Hiei’s fingers dug even harder into the pale shoulders.
“Ku-kura…ma,” Hiei’s breathing became sporadic.
Standing again, Kurama claimed Hiei’s quivering lips for a very deep, very wet kiss while his hands guided the others to hold the top of the fridge. He pulled away to look Hiei in the eye, looking for something. Hiei groaned, why had the kiss stopped? Kurama smirked, he’d apparently gotten what he wanted, because he went back to exploring the body before him; kissing his way down the boy slowly, lowering himself to his knees playing with Hiei’s navel, dipping his tongue inside made Hiei jump. In a series of fast kisses, Kurama made a wet path to Hiei’s left hip, where he bit into the flesh.
“Argh,” Hiei gave a shout, but Kurama couldn’t tell if it was out of pleasure or pain…probably both… hopefully.
Taking a few seconds to give praise to Hiei’s strong thighs, Kurama began to nuzzle against the engorged sex.
“Ngh,” He tried to hold back his moans as he pressed his hips into Kurama's face in hopes of more contact.
“Mmm, you look so delicious,” Kurama kissed Hiei’s sex from base to tip on both sides. It made him smile when Hiei cried thrusting his hips into Kurama's lips, but Kurama's hands pushed and held his firm round ass onto the fridge forcefully.
“Ahhn,” Hiei bit his lips when the head of his sex was suddenly engulfed into the warm wet cavern of Kurama's mouth, “n…”
Swallowing more of Hiei, Kurama swirled his tongue around the swollen length. Hoping Hiei didn’t try to thrust into his mouth too fast and choke him while he reached one hand to pinch at his nipples.
The pressure was building quickly, and Hiei was moaning constantly, it was another new feeling that he would have to get use to… that wasn’t that hard… Kurama's tongue and mouth teasing him in the most wonderful ways. It was coming, he could feel it, and whatever it was that had been building up inside him was now at the very tip of the mountain.
The redhead could feel it too, so he sucked hard suddenly, making Hiei cry out his name as his seed spurted into the waiting mouth.
“Ah, Kurama…” the deep voice groaned as Hiei slid down the fridge feeling very warm and nicely emptied. His eyes slid closed as he felt Kurama lapping at his now placid member looking for any drop that he might have missed. “Mmm,” he opened his eyes again when Kurama started kissing his way up to Hiei’s mouth, but before he could claim those all too tempting lips, he pulled away, “Do you smell something burning?”
“Oh, no!” Kurama jumped to the stove with the blackened and extra crispy bacon. He doused the pan in the sink, resting his arms on the edge, letting his head hang a little as he heard Hiei stand up and pulling his shorts back on and walk away. “Damn it,” he whispered under his breath. He shouldn’t have done that, Hiei wasn’t ready for it, but strong arms around his waist tell him otherwise.
“I’m sorry…” Hiei said so softly that Kurama had to strain to hear it.
“What?” Kurama slowly spun in the loose hold.
“I-I want to do what you did to me to you…” he rested his head on Kurama's chest, “I just…don’t know how.”
Lifting his chin so their eyes met, he gave Hiei a reassuring smile, “It’s okay, love. I’ll teach you,” he pulled his newest lover close, holding him tightly to his body. “And just so you know… You taste delicious.”
Hiei turned bright red.
“How about if we go out for breakfast instead, ne?”
Hiei gave a snort, but nodded his head against the redhead’s chest.
*****
The two spent the better part of the day together, but late in the afternoon things took a turn in the wrong direction…
The two were sitting in front of the television, just watching random things on the news and some old movies, Hiei on the couch and Kurama between his legs on the floor. Hiei had somehow become obsessed with the long red silky tresses and couldn’t help himself from running his fingers through it.
“What time is it?” Kurama asked.
“Umm,” Hiei tried desperately to find the clock under piles of clothing, books, and cigarette boxes, hey this one still has one, put the cigarette between his teeth as he finally found the time, “5:30.”
“Oh, darn it,” Kurama jumped up, “I’m going to be late, Shinto is going to kill me.”
“Who’s Shinto?”
“He’s, uh, he’s my… client… I’m going to be out late, and I just don’t want you to get all protective on me or anything like that.”
“What does that mean? How late are you staying and where?”
“Don’t worry, I left you some dinner in the fridge…”
“That is NOT the problem,” Hiei growled standing up to the redhead.
“Please don’t do this to me. I stopped going to my regulars for over a month so that we could be together-”
“So what? You took some time off to see how long it would take for me to let you nail me?”
“It’s not like that and you know it Hiei. I told you that I like you and I meant it. I like you more than anyone that I’ve ever met. So, please, just trust me.”
“But why do you have to…”
“I told you I need the money-”
“No! You don’t!”
“Look, Hiei, I don’t need you to protect me, okay? I’ve been taking care of myself for the past ten years and this job has kept me alive for over four years, now. Let me do what I have to do, and I’ll always return to you,” he promised.
Hiei’s expression became somber and his voice eerily calm, “But… you just said that…you don’t need me to protect you… I have nothing else to offer you. Why bother to return at all?”
There was a saddened silence as the painful words soaked into the boys. Hiei backed away towards the door, unwilling to be seen as emotional, but it hurt… it hurt his heart too much… it was hard to breathe. He’d never felt anything like this before. He had never had anyone to care for…to protect, but when had he ever protected Kurama? He was right, he didn’t need his protection.
“Hiei?” green eyes glistened with tears.
The spiky haired boy shook, and walked out the door, slamming it behind him.
“Hiei!”
*****
~TBC~