Dreams and Reality

Hiei smiled at his fox. “Well, Kurama? Was it worth the delay?”

“Yes.” He smirked and claimed Hiei’s lips for another kiss.

Hiei pulled back. “Is your mother home right now?”

Kurama blinked slightly, not expecting this question. “No, she said she had errands to run today and she would see me for dinner tonight. Why?”

Hiei caressed the redhead’s cheek. “You wanted a bath, didn’t you?”

Green eyes searched red for a moment, reading desire and need within. “I did, yes…but…”

“Let’s go, then” Hiei cut him off. He turned away from the redhead and was going to walk separately when he felt fingers lace through his. He turned to look at the redhead.

“I’m yours, Hiei. I will never be ashamed of that. I like holding your hand, too.” Almost uncharacteristically, Kurama blushed slightly, just a tint of pink on his cheeks.

Hiei smiled, again, almost uncharacteristically gentle, “Yes, you are mine…and you need a bath, Fox.” He squeezed the fingers in his and turned to walk toward the redhead’s home. Hiei continued to lead the compliant kitsune into the silent and empty house and up the stairs. When he passed the redhead’s bedroom, the kitsune made a surprised noise and pulled slightly on his hand. Hiei glanced back, “You needed a bath, didn’t you?”

Kurama blinked, not expecting that response. He followed the hiyoukai into the bathroom and watched, bemused, as Hiei let go of his hand to run the water in the tub. After making sure the water would not be too hot, he plugged the tub, letting it fill, while he turned to face the kitsune. A ghost of a smile graced his lips as he said, “We’ll need towels.”

Kurama looked ready to say something, but stopped when a finger touched his lips. “You are mine, to have any way I want, Kurama. Go get towels.”

Confused, the kitsune moved to comply, grabbing a stack of towels from the closet in the hallway. Returning to the bathroom, he stood in the doorway and stared at his lover. Hiei had removed his shirt and was standing over the tub, looking through the collection of oils the fox kept on the ledge. Selecting one, he poured some into the gently steaming water. Kurama smiled as the scent of roses filled the room. He watched as the koorime bent down and stirred the water after turning off the tap. He could feel his body respond as he watched the play of the smooth skin over hard muscles as the fingers trailed, with unconscious sensuality, through the warm water.

Green eyes were filled again with hunger when Hiei turned to face the fox. “Come here,” he called, his voice husky.

Kurama swallowed thickly and moved to obey. Hiei took the towels from him and set them on the floor before moving to embrace the redhead. He rested his cheek against the smooth fabric of the kitsune’s shirt, listening to the rhythm of the human’s heart. He sighed, content, when Kurama wrapped his arms around him and he felt the redhead rest his own cheek on his head.

Kurama lifted his head when heard the koorime whisper his name. He looked into those deep crimson eyes, feeling his soul being somehow pulled from him and strengthened at the same time. “Kurama,” Hiei repeated, softly, seeming to enjoy the feel of the name in his mouth. “I want to bathe you.”

Kurama kissed him on the mouth and then kissed those lidded eyes, “Anything, anyway, any time, Hiei. I am yours.” He didn’t fully understand why the koorime wanted to bathe him, but was more than happy for any attention Hiei wanted to give him, more than happy just to be with the one he’d wanted for so long. He watched as Hiei’s hands came up to slowly unfasten his shirt. He moved his gaze to the koorime’s face, seeing something there he’d never thought he’d see…Hiei was uncertain…no, that wasn’t right. There was a vulnerability in his face, as if his soul were laid bare…exposed before the kitsune in his need to care for him. Kurama began to understand. Hiei needed to reassure himself that he was needed, that Kurama did want him to care for him. By bathing the fox, he could reassure himself that the fox was indeed his. Kurama saw all this in the down turned eyes, the lip caught between teeth, the slight tremble in Hiei’s hands as each button was undone. He saw all this and was humbled, his heart pounding in his ears.

When Hiei looked up at him, however, all that remained was need and hunger. The koorime needed the fox to need him, his soul hungering for that connection. He slid his hands up the kitsune’s chest, pushing the shirt open and off the redhead’s shoulders. Kurama’s hands fell to his sides, allowing the shirt to fall off unhindered. Hiei again embraced the fox, listening again to his heart, hearing it’s increased pace. “Your heart is beating faster, Kurama.” With his ear to the fox’s chest, he could hear the redhead’s voice rumble up from his diaphragm.

“I’m happy to be with you, Hiei.”

The koorime stood listening for a while longer, finding the steady thump against his ear reassuring, before turning and kissing above the pounding organ. He turned his face upwards and brought a hand to the red head’s cheek, “I’m happy, too.” Before Kurama could bend down to kiss him, however, he brought his hands down and worked on the fastenings of the kitsune’s pants, letting them fall to the ground as well. He knelt before the redhead, gently tapping behind each heel to get Kurama to lift his feet and removed the kitsune’s pants from around his ankles. Standing again, he gently led the fox to the tub, helping him step in. He looked at Kurama’s face, taking in the bemused but trusting expression as he guided the fox to sit in the warm water.

Spreading a towel next to the tub, Hiei knelt on the floor and ran his hand slowly over the fox’s cheek. He watched as green eyes slowly closed and the red head leaned into his touch. With his free hand, he reached blindly for a wash cloth and slowly dipped it in the warm water. Kissing the too tempting lips, he began to slowly run the cloth along the kitsune’s chest and neck. Here, in the privacy of the otherwise empty house, in the sanctuary of the closed bathroom, the two demons could express themselves freely. They could allow their need and desire for the other to show in their eyes, in their touch.

Kurama relaxed against the end of the tub, his eyes half-lidded as Hiei slowly drew the rough wet rag over his neck, his chest, and arms. He understood now, understood that the koorime needed this, to be needed, to be trusted. He watched as Hiei wrung the rag out and then slowly stroked it over his face, gently tracing the fox’s forehead, cheeks, chin, and lips. The rag then fell from the koorime’s fingers as he claimed those lips, passion consuming him.

Kurama wrapped his arms around Hiei, sitting awkwardly in the tub, trying to get as close as he could. His body longed to be taken, to be devoured by the koorime. He slid out of the tub, pinning Hiei under him on the towel. He could feel Hiei smirk against his lips, but he didn’t care. He needed…he needed to be closer. His hands slid down the koorime’s bare chest to his pants. Hiei had not put back on his belts that morning, so the redhead had no trouble working the fastenings and pushing down the unwanted fabric. He then left the delectable mouth and began tracing a blazing trail down the exposed neck, his tongue seeking out every sensitive bit of skin. He sighed when Hiei’s fingers laced through his hair and massaged his scalp. Impatiently, he continued down the writhing body below him, his hands coming up to join his mouth as he teased the koorime’s nipples.

Hiei arched responsively into the kitsune’s questing mouth. He knew Kurama had held himself back earlier. He wanted to know…needed to feel the redhead’s hunger. Gently, subtlety, he encouraged the fox to go lower, his efforts rewarded when Kurama traced his rib cage before kissing over to his navel. He smirked slightly when he remembered the fox’s reaction to his playing with that indent. He didn’t expect the sudden rush of sensation that over took his body as Kurama gently nipped around his navel. He gasped out “Kurama!” and tightened his fingers in the red locks.

Kurama was hungry. He couldn’t remember being so hungry ever before in either of his lives. He wasn’t hungry for food, no…his body’s needs were far from his mind. He was hungry for the one beneath him. He needed to consume the hiyoukai, to take him into his body. Reaching blindly for the drawer by the sink, he continued to tease and nip at Hiei’s abdomen. Finally getting the drawer open, he withdrew a small tube that he hoped he’d get to use in this way. Quickly, he opened it, tossing the cap away somewhere, and squeezed the lube into his hand. The tube then followed the cap as the redhead wrapped his hand around the shaft below his chest.

Hiei’s body shuddered as the cold gel came in contact with his heated flesh. Before he could respond fully, he felt the red head move, coming up to straddle his hips. He looked into those lust-filled green eyes questioningly. “Turn about’s fair play,” the redhead muttered as he impaled himself.

Kurama had forgotten what it was like to be penetrated…forgotten to prepare himself. As a result, pain shot up his spine…pain mixed with pleasure, knowing what caused it, but none the less, pain. A lot of pain. His body quaked as he tried to relax into the pain, to let his body adjust…but he couldn’t. He whimpered and felt strong arms wrap around him, hands rubbing his back, lips brushing against his chest.

“Shhhh….shhhh, Kurama…just relax…” Hiei’s voice was gentle, calming, reaching into the kitsune’s overtaxed mind, giving him a path, a way out of the pain.

Laying his face on the dark hair before him, Kurama asked, “Why didn’t you hurt?”

Hiei continued to soothe his fox, “How long has it been for you, Kurama? How long since you’ve been uke to anyone? How long since you’ve allowed that? Have you ever allowed that?”

Kurama’s body was beginning to relax, the pain beginning to fade, “A long, long time…not since…” his voice trailed off, and then he continued softly, “…not since Kuronue.”

“And never in your human body. You should have prepared yourself, baka kitsune.”

“I wanted you…I needed you, Hiei.” Kurama pulled his head back and brought the koorime’s face up to his. “I needed you,” he repeated, kissing Hiei.

Hiei wrapped his arms firmly around the redhead’s body and rolled them over so the fox was on his back without breaking their kiss. Slowly, he began to move gently within the confining heat. Kurama’s whimpers of pain were gradually replaced with pants of pleasure. As his body relaxed, Hiei moved more quickly and more deeply in the now writhing kitsune. He felt…he wasn’t sure what it was, but it consumed him, drove him. It was more than need, more than hunger. His body moved in its own rhythm, faster and faster, pushing them both over the edge. Kurama’s body tightened around his shaft again, this time rippling, pulling his orgasm out of him as the redhead’s shaft spilled over their stomachs.

Kurama’s body went limp as he felt Hiei collapse on his chest. They both were panting, gasping, and he could feel his heart racing. Some part of his brain noticed that Hiei’s ear was to his chest again, but that didn’t really register until the koorime murmured, “You must be very happy, Kurama.”

Smiling, he answered, “I am. What makes you say that?”

“Your heart is beating very fast.”

“I love you, Hiei.”

The koorime looked up at him quizzically. “Love is more than need?” he asked.

“Much more…much more than want, more than need. I love you.”

Hiei smiled, a gentle expression, reaching his eyes, causing them to seem to glow. “I love you, too. But, you still need a bath.”

Kurama laughed.

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A/N Well, this completes our torment of our beloved Kurama….I think we balanced our meanness with plenty of kindness…don’t you? Anyways…we got reviews…even though it took adding something unexpected…so, here you are, the epilogue. Now to respond to your wonderful reviews:

Draikitha: Hope you enjoyed the end of the story…thank you for reading and sorry that ff.net screwed up your reviews…and different is good…usually :D
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MultifacetedTune: Glad you enjoyed this little romp :D Hope you enjoyed this epilogue :D
Tendrilrake: They can do it because…well…they’re demons…yeah, that’s it! lol…and yes, the visuals are nice, aren’t they? As for the tie in…It’s tied into Truth Dice or Dare…though we didn’t originally intend it to be…it just kinda happened that way…so…the threesome is already written (and if you haven’t read it yet…don’t be put off that it has 15 chapters…it’s actually shorter than this story)
KLH: So…you kinda enjoyed it, ne? We had fun writing this and we’re glad you enjoyed it…even if your blasted review forced us to add more to the story than we’d originally planned (*grrr*) lol. But, honestly, it turned out nicely…though…Shadow got a giggle out of the term “wanking off”…actually we both did. And, yes, trying to get two words out at the same time will choke someone…I couldn’t decide who he wanted more…which also works to tie it into TDoD. And…hugs and kisses all night…ooooo…sounds nice ;)
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