Effigies

Kurama heard his mother leave for the day but wasn’t ready to leave the warm nest of sleep and Yusuke’s arms. The brunet was curled behind him, spooning his body, his face buried in the crook of the redhead’s neck. Kurama sighed and let himself drift back to sleep, comforted by Yusuke’s presence.

Warm soft kisses along his neck and shoulder pulled Kurama from sleep again. Yusuke was wriggling behind him, his hand caressing his chest and abdomen with firm strokes. “Mmm, good morning, love,” Kurama managed to murmur, his hand coming to rest on Yusuke’s arm.

“Mornin’,” Yusuke whispered back between kisses. He began to nip a little at his lover’s skin now that he knew the redhead was awake. Kurama tilted his head to open his neck to Yusuke’s exploration, sighing happily.

“No stopping today, right?” Yusuke asked, resting his chin on Kurama’s shoulder, pressing his body firmly behind the redhead’s. Kurama could feel the heat rising from the firmness of Yusuke’s erection. Sleeping pants did very little to prevent him from feeling his lover.

“Not unless you say to. No limits, no stopping.”

“Good,” Yusuke almost growled as he pushed Kurama’s shoulder down, forcing the redhead on his back under his body. “I don’t want to stop,” he said before claiming Kurama’s mouth.

Kurama groaned as Yusuke’s tongue slid between his willing lips. The brunet moved against his body writhingly, dragging their cloth covered erections together over and over. Yusuke’s hands continued to caress Kurama’s chest and abdomen as the redhead sought purchase on the strong back above him. Finally, Kurama let his hands slide lower, seeking the edge of Yusuke’s pants and not finding it. His hands slid over bared skin until he was holding Yusuke’s ass as it moved against him. He moaned in pleasure and surprise, squeezing the firm flesh in his hands. Yusuke groaned into his mouth and Kurama rolled his hips into the brunet.

Yusuke pulled back, panting, “You’re over dressed.”

“I am. What are you going to do about it?” Kurama returned, equally breathless.

Yusuke’s eyes sobered as he rested on his elbows. “I want you to promise me something, Kurama.”

“What?” The redhead was puzzled.

“I want you to promise that you’ll show me how to penetrate you.” He frowned, not liking how the words came out. “I want you to make love to me.”

Kurama nodded, “Only if you promise to make use of the lesson. I want you to make love to me.”

“I will,” Yusuke whispered, lowering his lips to Kurama’s and gently kissing them. He then pulled Kurama’s arm, trying to turn them so that the redhead was on top.

Kurama whined, “I was enjoying what you were doing.”

Yusuke pouted, “Yeah, well, I want you do to it to me.”

“Oh, is that the case?” Kurama began following the urgings.

“Yeah. I wanna be on the receiving end of what made you scream.”

“I did not scream, but you will.” Kurama began to press Yusuke onto his back, the brunet now playing reluctant.

“I’d like to see you try and make me.” Yusuke’s eyes were alight with happiness and lust.

“Oh, you’re so going to scream my name, and beg for more.” Kurama smiled, and it was full of hunger as Yusuke wrapped his legs around his waist.

“Make me,” Yusuke challenged, his voice dark with lust.

Kurama claimed the brunet’s mouth, his hands caressing Yusuke’s thighs. His tongue explored Yusuke’s teeth, his palate, his cheeks while the brunet’s tongue massaged his. He cupped Yusuke’s ass while his lips began a slow trail down the brunet’s cheek to his ear. “I love you,” he whispered just before taking the lobe between his teeth, playing with it with his tongue.

Yusuke groaned, “I love you, too.” His hands wandered Kurama’s back, one going up into the red hair, the other making its way under Kurama’s pants. The redhead groaned and began exploring Yusuke’s neck, looking for places that made him gasp. When he found one, he plundered it, nipping it between his lips and teeth, licking it, and finally marking it. With each touch, Yusuke’s voice grew a little louder. Kurama couldn’t help but smirk, he would have Yusuke screaming. A flutter of nerves raced through his stomach, but he paid it no attention as he continued to map his lover’s neck.

Yusuke’s hands pushed at Kurama’s sleeping pants and they slid down his hips, aided by the brunet’s legs. Kurama reached between their bodies to help prevent the waist band from bending things the wrong way. Once the fabric was down far enough, Yusuke pressed their bodies back together, groaning loudly at the feel of Kurama’s bare erection sliding along his own. Kurama, however, was torn. The feel of heat and silk from Yusuke’s shaft was breath taking. The feel of his arm trapped between their bodies was awkward and threatening to be painful. But, with Yusuke’s hands and legs holding his body down, he couldn’t move enough to unpin his arm. He pulled back from Yusuke’s neck to ask the brunet to let him up when he saw something almost fanatical in the brown eyes. “Yusuke?”

“I want you in, Kurama. I need it. Now.”

“It’s going to hurt. Let me…”

“Now, Kurama. Now, please.” Brown eyes begged for reassurance and more. Kurama couldn’t understand everything there, but he felt need calling to him.

“Yusuke, I need my arm. Let me up a little so I can move, okay?”

“Don’t leave.” Panic began to flood Yusuke’s features.

Kurama began kissing his face, “Shhh, my love, I’m not leaving. I just need my hand to get you ready.”

“Don’t. I want you in now.”

“It’ll hurt, Yusuke.”

“I don’t care. I need you, Kurama.”

“Okay, Yusuke. But, I still need my hand.” Yusuke looked ready to say something and Kurama kissed him, sliding his tongue into the brunet’s mouth and exploring until he groaned. Then, Kurama pulled back, “I promise I won’t leave and I’ll try not to hurt you, but I need my hand, Yusuke.” His elbow was beginning to throb in time to his heartbeat.

Yusuke looked into Kurama’s eyes, and whatever he saw there reassured him because he loosened his hold on Kurama enough that the redhead could pull his arm out. To keep Yusuke from panicking again, Kurama kissed him deeply and pulled back enough to say as he reached over to his night stand, “I don’t have actual lube, but lotion will work. I’m not compromising on this, Yusuke.”

Yusuke looked confused, “Lotion?”

Kurama pushed himself up on his elbows, making sure their groins were still in contact. “Lubrication, Yusuke. Other wise, it’ll hurt a whole hell of a lot more than needed for both of us.”

Yusuke’s body went limp beneath Kurama’s. “You don’t want me?” his voice was tiny.

Kurama rolled his hips into Yusuke. “Does this feel like I don’t want you?” Yusuke slowly shook his head. “I want you so badly I can taste it, Yusuke. I want you, gods, I want you.” His licked his lips, watching Yusuke watch his tongue. He bent close to Yusuke and licked his lips. “Do you know how badly I want you, Yusuke? How badly I want my mouth all over your body? How much I want to be inside you?” He pulled back and looked into the brunet’s eyes again, “I don’t want to hurt you, either.”

Yusuke’s hands went to either side of Kurama’s face, his expression intense, his eyes tracing wild patterns between eyes, and lips and cheeks. When the redhead’s face was close to his, he traced Kurama’s lips with his tongue, causing the redhead to shiver. “I’m sorry…” His words were cut off by the gentle pressure of Kurama’s lips against his.

“Please don’t apologize to me,” Kurama whispered against the brunet’s mouth.

Yusuke nodded slightly, brushing his lips against Kurama’s as he did. “We’ll go at your pace. Having your mouth all over my body sounds good.”

Kurama grinned hungrily at the brunet, “It will be.”

Yusuke returned the grin, “You’re awfully cocky, aren’t you?”

Relieved that Yusuke’s bout of panic had passed easily enough, Kurama decided it was time to play, and see how dirty he could get Yusuke to talk. He rolled his hips into Yusuke, “You could say that.”

Yusuke groaned, “That feels good.”

Kurama pushed on Yusuke’s chin with his nose, “Wait till I get my mouth down there.” His lips began working on the hollow of Yusuke’s throat, drawing out more groans from the boy. “Like that?” he asked, smirking at the boy who was beginning to writhe under him.

“Yeah,” Yusuke panted.

“I want to hear how much you like it.”

“Well, give me something to enjoy, then.” Yusuke pulled Kurama’s head back down to himself and began kissing the redhead again, groaning as their bodies rocked slowly together.

Kurama slid down Yusuke’s body slowly, the brunet curling up to follow him, not willing to break their kiss. Kurama finally pushed him back, “I can’t kiss you anywhere else if you don’t let me have my mouth.”

Yusuke let go of Kurama’s head and was about to say something when the redhead latched onto one nipple, his teeth grazing the skin. Yusuke’s body arched into the redhead’s mouth as he cried, “Oh, shit!”

Kurama smirked in triumph and continued to work the nipple with his teeth and tongue, nipping a trail across the brunet’s chest to repeat his ministrations on its twin. Kurama’s hands massaged Yusuke’s legs and hips, slowly causing the muscles to relax so that he could get Yusuke to let his legs lay on the bed. The brunet had not released his hold on Kurama’s waist and Kurama was considering seeing if Yusuke’s feet were ticklish when he was finally released.

Yusuke was panting hard, his hands first fisting in the sheets below himself and then coming up to caress Kurama’s head as the redhead nipped down his body. Whines of pleasure and pleas for more fell from his lips mingled with passionate exclamations when the redhead found a particularly sensitive spot. Kurama reached his navel and traced it with his tongue and Yusuke thought he’d gone to heaven. The feel of a lotion-slicked finger against his ass brought him up short, making him hold his breath.

“Yusuke, are you okay?” Kurama asked, hovering over Yusuke’s stomach. He’d felt the muscles under his tongue tense when he’d touched the brunet’s opening.

“Yeah,” his voice was breathy, distant. “Do it.” He lifted his legs up, resting his feet on the bed. His body remained tense, however.

“I need you to relax, my love. What will help?” Kurama’s voice was gentle as he remained still.

“Keep kissing me where ever you are,” Yusuke’s eyes were locked onto the ceiling. “And get on with it.”

Kurama frowned but followed Yusuke’s instructions, returning to nip and lick at his navel while he slowly massaged his finger against Yusuke’s hole. Slowly, the boy began to relax and Kurama pressed his finger in, pausing when it was in to his first knuckle. “Okay, Yusuke?”

“Yeah, so far,” Yusuke’s voice was still pale, but gaining strength. “Keep going.”

Kurama lowered his kisses to below Yusuke’s navel, trailing nips down the boy’s abdomen as he continued to press his finger in. He paused again when his second knuckle passed into Yusuke’s body. “Good?”

“Weird, actually. Not bad. Keep going.” Yusuke’s voice was nearing a more normal tone. Kurama felt something relax in his body that he hadn’t really noticed. He began to lick Yusuke’s abdomen, deliberately avoiding the erection that he’d felt burning hot against his throat and chest. It amazed him that Yusuke hadn’t lost any of his arousal through this whole encounter. He began pulling his finger out and pushing it back in, setting a slow rhythm that he matched with his tongue. “Please, Kurama,” Yusuke’s voice was breathy, but had a different quality, one of lust and hunger.

“What, Yusuke?” Kurama asked, though he knew what Yusuke wanted.

“Will you please do something with my dick other than avoid it?”

“You mean like this?” Kurama asked, his voice full of mischief as he ran his tongue up the underside of Yusuke’s erection. Yusuke cried out, his body arching into the touch, tensing around Kurama’s finger. “Or do you mean like this?” he asked and then wrapped his mouth around the head of Yusuke’s shaft and sucked while his tongue rippled over the dripping slit, savoring as much of the brunet’s flavor as he could. Yusuke’s hands fisted in the red hair as he screeched wordlessly in ecstasy. Kurama had little warning, only Yusuke’s shaft pulsing a short moment before the brunet filled his mouth. Kurama moaned as he swallowed all his lover had to offer him.

Yusuke collapsed into the bed, panting, working at trying to say something that his mouth would not cooperate with him to produce. Kurama, his mouth free now, purred, “That was good, Yusuke. I’m going to have to have more.”

Yusuke rolled his head to look at the redhead. “Good?” he managed to ask, his breathing harsh.

Kurama crawled up Yusuke’s body, his finger still in the brunet’s body, “Yes,” he continued to purr, “very good.” He dropped kisses along Yusuke’s body, using his teeth to nip and rubbing his own aching erection along Yusuke’s leg.

Yusuke smiled through his haze, “You’re not finished yet, are you?”

Kurama shook his head while he moved up to kiss Yusuke’s mouth. “Not even close,” he said after a butterfly kiss, just enough to let Yusuke get a taste of himself onto his lips. He watched as Yusuke licked his lips, a puzzled look on his sated face.

“Is that all I get?”

“You want more?” Kurama asked, knowing that not everyone enjoyed their own taste. Youko had been thrown out of beds for trying that trick, but Kurama found sharing the taste of his lover one of the most intimate things he could do.

“Yeah, I think. It’s kinda weird.”

Kurama smiled, “I’m also going to put in another finger, okay?”

Yusuke nodded and pulled Kurama down, bringing their lips together. Kurama supported his body on his knees and elbow as he withdrew his hand from Yusuke and slowly reentered with two fingers. Yusuke wriggled a little, whimpering, but did nothing to stop Kurama. He even refused to let the redhead pull back from their kiss. Kurama slid his tongue into Yusuke’s mouth and the brunet began to moan, pulling Kurama’s mouth closer to his. Kurama began to thrust his fingers in and out of Yusuke’s body and after a few thrusts, the brunet began to rise to meet him. The added motion of Yusuke’s legs moving against his erection made Kurama too aware of his own need pressing against him. Yusuke released his head and he pulled back enough to ask, “Ready for more?”

“I want it all,” Yusuke moaned.

Kurama spread his fingers and the brunet cried out. “Are you ready for me?”

“Please, Kurama,” Yusuke panted.

Kurama pushed himself up so that he was balanced on his knees and moved so that he was between Yusuke’s legs and picked up the bottle of lotion he’d dropped beside the brunet. “I want you to watch, Yusuke.” The brunet’s eyes were on the ceiling. Kurama waited a moment, his body’s needs receding, “Yusuke, please look at me.” Very slowly, by millimeters, the brown eyes traced a painful arch from the ceiling to Kurama’s eyes. Just above a whisper, Kurama said, “Tell me what you want me to do, Yusuke.”

Brown eyes searched green ones for a long time and Yusuke slowly began to relax again, “Continue.” He continued to stare into Kurama’s eyes as the redhead nodded and spread lotion on his erection, holding Yusuke’s gaze. He withdrew his fingers from Yusuke’s body and balanced himself with the now free hand while he slowly guided himself into Yusuke’s body. Yusuke’s eyes stared into Kurama’s as if he held a life line as his body writhed, caught between agony and pleasure. Kurama used both hands to support his body. He grit his teeth as pain continued to linger in Yusuke’s expression as he pressed into the brunet’s body.

When his hips pressed against Yusuke’s body, Kurama paused, “Okay?”

Yusuke relaxed, “You’re still you.”

Kurama smiled, “Yes.”

“He’s not coming back?”

“No.”

“Kiss me.” The brunet’s hands when to his shoulders and Kurama allowed himself to be pulled down. He rested on his elbows as he slowly drew his hips back from Yusuke’s body, his lips caressing the brunet’s. He set a slow steady rhythm as he explored Yusuke’s mouth anew.

“I love you, Yusuke,” Kurama whispered as he trailed to the brunet’s ear. His breath brushed hotly against the shell of Yusuke’s ear as he whispered over and over, “I love you so much,” in time to his thrusts.

Yusuke groaned and cried out, moaning and arching into each press of Kurama’s erection into his body. He met each pulse easily as his hands massaged the redhead’s back, slowly making their way downwards.

Kurama nuzzled into Yusuke’s neck. “Do whatever you want, Yusuke,” he encouraged. Yusuke took him at his word and slid one hand between his lower cheeks, searching for the redhead’s hole. Kurama groaned aloud, burying his lips in Yusuke’s neck, sucking on what he found, drawing out more groans and moans from both throats.

Yusuke’s finger found Kurama’s hole and the redhead let out a sob of pleasure as he rocked into Yusuke’s finger and then back into the tight warmth of his body. “I love you, gods, I love you, Yusuke!” Kurama cried out.

Yusuke lifted his legs and found it easier to reach Kurama and managed to get his finger up to the first joint. “You like that?” Yusuke asked as he tried to reach lower, to give Kurama more to work on.

“Yes, yes, I like this,” Kurama panted out. “I like this a lot. More than you could know.” Kurama began thrusting harder and faster, moving farther onto his finger.

Yusuke groaned, arching into Kurama’s deeper thrusts. “Shit, Kurama!” he screamed as the redhead’s shaft brushed up against his prostate. He managed to worm a second finger into Kurama’s hole and the redhead groaned and whimpered in pleasure.

Kurama’s mouth worked on Yusuke’s neck, biting and sucking anything his mouth could reach. Their passion mounted and they both moved together more quickly, their motions becoming jerky and wild. Kurama came with a scream, his back arching as he thrust hard into Yusuke’s body. He felt the brunet’s body tense around his shaft, his rippling muscles a wondrous counter point to his orgasm.

After an eternity or no time at all, Kurama fell onto his elbows, trying not to collapse completely onto his lover. Yusuke pulled him all the way down, though, clinging to the redhead, shaking. They lay together panting, shaking, until Yusuke finally managed to whisper, “I love you.”

“I love you, too, Yusuke.”

“Still made you scream,” Yusuke murmured as he nuzzled into the redhead above him.

“I’ll let you do it again,” Kurama sighed as he leaned his forehead on the pillow under Yusuke’s head.

Yusuke massaged the redhead’s back, “Which did you like more, you’re dick up my ass or my fingers up yours?”

“You,” Kurama answered as he began to doze off. Yusuke began to fidget and the redhead dredged up enough energy to answer, “I enjoy being with you, no matter which way. I want to be with you.”

Yusuke nuzzled into Kurama, wriggling a little so that the redhead’s shaft slid out of his body. Kurama whimpered at the loss of contact, but didn’t have much time to complain as Yusuke rolled him over. “My turn,” the brunet declared.

Kurama’s eyes went wide, “You’re turn?”

“What better way to see if I understand the lesson than trying it out. Granny taught me that.” Yusuke’s grin was pure mischief as he propped himself up over the redhead. An odd look crossed his face, “But, I’m not sucking on your dick after it’s been in my ass.”

“I wouldn’t ask,” Kurama managed to say as he watched his lover ogle him like so much meat. He could feel excitement beginning to course through him again. An oddly thoughtful look crossed Yusuke’s face, but instead of speaking, the brunet shook his head as if to clear it. “Tell me, Yusuke.”

“I was just wondering,” Yusuke began, letting the words trail off.

“Wondering what, my love?”

Yusuke searched Kurama’s face, “Can I tell you later if it’s still there?”

“As you’d like.” Kurama was very curious as he watched Yusuke bend over him. But the brunet’s lips on his neck just under his ear did much to distract him.

Yusuke pulled back, a puzzled look on his face, “Do I still need to stick my fingers up your ass?”

Kurama pushed Yusuke’s hips up, getting his first real look at his lover. While he’d been teasing Yusuke, he’d been more focused on the feel of heat coming off Yusuke’s body and his taste than on what size his lover was. Yusuke obliged him by lifting up on his knees, though his expression was confused. The redhead didn’t noticed that, though, as his trailed his hand down Yusuke’s abdomen to fondle the mostly flaccid length that hung heavily between his lover’s legs. Yusuke groaned and rolled his hips forward when Kurama’s hand wrapped around his length. Kurama groaned as Yusuke began to grow hard in his hand. He continued his caresses, watching as his lover’s body reawoke. Yusuke’s shaft was wider than his own, which he could feel and see arousal returning to. His eyes devouring Yusuke’s erection, Kurama slide his hand lower, fondling the heavy weight of the brunet’s balls, rolling them gently in the palm of his hand. Yusuke groaned aloud, rolling his hips into Kurama’s hand. Finally, Kurama managed to pull his eyes away from the feast before them, trailing them by delightfully painful degrees to Yusuke’s eyes, “Do you want to?”

Yusuke looked like he was having trouble understanding words at all but managed to answer, “Do you want me to?”

Kurama lifted his legs, his eyes returning to Yusuke’s erection, “I want that,” he squeezed Yusuke’s erection, drawing a groan from the brunet, “in my ass. I can make my body relax enough that if you don’t want to use your fingers, you don’t have to.”

Yusuke frowned, “How do you know that?”

“Open the drawer on the night stand.” His eyes returned to Yusuke’s face as he watched the brunet reach over, balancing on his knees and other hand. His eyes lingered on Kurama, confused. His hand reached the drawer and he turned to look. His expression became more puzzled when he saw what the drawer contained. He pulled out one of the two items. It hand a rounded point that smoothly widened to a bulbous part that looked as if a palm-sized ball had been caught in a tube. Just under the bulb, it narrowed rapidly to a narrow shaft that connected to an oblong flat part.

“What…?”

“It’s called an anal plug.”

“Anal? Like you stick this up your ass?”

“Yes.”

Yusuke sat back on his heels, holding the plug near his shaft, “It’s bigger than I am.”

Kurama laughed, “Only at the base. You’ll feel better, though.”

Yusuke looked puzzled again, “Why?”

Kurama sat up, taking the toy from Yusuke and putting it back in the drawer, “Because you’re living and I love you. Now, do you want to use your fingers or do you just want to slide that amazing cock into my body?” his voice had dropped to a purr again as he fondled Yusuke’s erection. He began kissing the brunet’s chest, “As long as you use lotion, it’ll be good either way because it’s you.”

Yusuke firmly gripped Kurama’s arms and pushed him back into the bed. His lips were on Kurama’s before the redhead’s noise of surprise had fully left his throat, swallowing the noise. His hips rocked into Kurama’s and the redhead could feel him searching around. Kurama joined the search and when he found the bottle, pressed it into Yusuke’s hand.

Yusuke pulled away from Kurama, “That voice of yours is gonna get you in trouble.” He awkwardly opened the bottle and squeezed some over his shaft, getting a lot onto Kurama’s body.

Kurama laughed at his lover’s eagerness and began to help Yusuke spread the lotion on his erection, asking in a purr as he did, “You mean this voice?”

Yusuke thrust into their combined grip, “Yeah, that voice.”

Kurama began guiding Yusuke’s shaft to his opening, lifting his legs to make the angle easier. When the head of Yusuke’s erection was against his opening, he took a deep breath and relaxed before purring out, “Do that again.”

Yusuke groaned and thrust into Kurama’s body. Kurama’s breath caught in his throat as he pulled his hand out from between their bodies and wrapped it around Yusuke’s ass to keep him from fully pulling out if he tried to. Yusuke didn’t, though. He stopped, his eyes wide. “Gods, Kurama,” he panted, “I didn’t…”

“You didn’t hurt me, Yusuke. I can’t tell you how good you feel,” Kurama purred, letting his hands wander up Yusuke’s back and pulling his shoulders down so the brunet would kiss him. Yusuke followed Kurama’s urgings, sliding his legs down and using his hands and arms to control his upper body. “So good,” Kurama purred again, and Yusuke’s hips flexed against his body, causing the redhead to arch and cry out in pleasure.

Yusuke’s lips explored the exposed column of Kurama’s neck as the redhead’s hands worked on his shoulders, massaging, kneading, his fingers digging in occasionally as Yusuke met Kurama’s rocking motion, picking up the rhythm his lover wanted.

Kurama’s voice was a babble of nonsense between purrs and cries of pleasure, declarations of love and pleas for his lover to continue. His hands moved down Yusuke’s back to the brunet’s ass again, encouraging his lover to thrust harder into his body.

Yusuke pushed himself up, “Harder?”

“Yes, yes, please,” Kurama managed to answer through the other noises of pleasure that wanted out of his body. Yusuke pulled back until just the head of his erection was still in Kurama’s body and slammed his hips into the redhead. Kurama screamed, arching his back as his fingers dug into Yusuke’s ass. “More!” Yusuke wondered at the reaction but continued to follow his lover’s direction, pulling out almost completely and slamming back in. Over and over the redhead screamed, begging for more as each thrust slammed Yusuke’s cock into his prostate.

“Kurama,” Yusuke panted out, “I’m gonna come.”

“Yes, yes! Make me come too, Yusuke!” Red hair flailed over the pillow as Kurama tossed his head side to side, trying to find some outlet for the pleasure Yusuke was giving him.

Yusuke’s thrusts became harder, jerkier as he let his need take over his movements. Kurama’s voice became a constant screech as his hips rose to meet each thrust. One final thrust, pushing Kurama’s head into the wall pulled them both over, Yusuke groaning Kurama’s name and the redhead’s nails breaking the skin on his ass. Their bodies shuddered a long time before Yusuke’s arms gave out and he collapsed onto the redhead’s chest.

They lay there a long time, unable to move more than the fine tremors that coursed through both of them. Kurama finally managed to move his arms and wrap them around Yusuke. “I love you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse.

Yusuke nuzzled into Kurama’s neck, shifting his body enough for his flaccid shaft to slip out of the redhead, “I love you, too.” He yawned and murmured, “Need a nap.”

Kurama yawned, “Yeah, and then a shower.” His only answer was a grunt as his eyes closed and sleep reclaimed him.