If Only in My in Dreams

If Only in My Dreams Part Nine By: boysluvcraft

Epilogue
The past few days had been the most hectic and exhaustive that Yusuke, or any of them, could remember. It was for that reason that they avoided making port at one of Dreamland’s bustling cities. Instead they dropped anchor at a small uninhibited cove near the southern tip of the Zak continent. The place was only a few miles from the little town, Heaven, where Yusuke had first met Ianto. The rickety patchwork ship, floated on calm dark waters, under the phosphorescent clouds. There was no moon that night.

“Hey, look who’s awake, well awake in dreams at least,” Yusuke greeted Koenma as he waked in, bearing an armload of supplies, indented for treating Koenma’s meager wounds. Koenma sat up in his bed, staring in awe at Yusuke.

“What is it? I got something in my nose?” Yusuke causally asked.

“You really came for me,” Koenma shook his head. “I didn’t even think you liked me.”

“Nah, I just didn’t like you when you were the authority figure in my life. We’re cool now.” Then he added; “Besides I owed you one for teaching me that blow job trick-- and I think Kurama owes you one for that too.”

“You and Kurama…” Koenma’s face turned red as his fertile imagination provided him with a picture. While he was fantasying about the two sexy demons going at each other, he missed the next thing Yusuke had said.

“What?” Koenma asked.

Yusuke repeated himself, “I said how you know something like this ain’t gonna happen again? Ya know, you think those monsters will come back for ya or something?”

“They won’t get me again, Yusuke. The only got me the first time because I was foolish. I was exhausted by my work and responsibilities, just wanted to escape everything for a while, so I slipped into the Dreams. It was stupid and reckless. This was entire mess was my fault… I’m so sorry.”

“Hey, don’t yourself up over it. That’s my job,” Yusuke joked, but when Koenma didn’t laugh Yusuke said with all seriousness, “Everyone make mistakes.”

“I know that-- probably far better than anyone. Working at the Gates of Judgment, I’ve seen-- and forgiven-- things you couldn’t image. But, they were mortals, Yusuke. My mistakes carry far more weight. Do you understand?”

Yusuke rubbed the demigod’s suddenly tight shoulders. “Yeah, I get it. So how’s about this; next time your feeling like you need an escape, you sneak out and come see me. We’ll have fun, ‘kay?”

“I’d like that,” Koenma smiled and relaxed against Yusuke’s shoulder.

After Koenma was taken care of Yusuke went looking for Kurama and Hiei, there where a few things he wanted to discuss with them. He found them up on deck. Kurama was talking to Ianto, and Hiei was perched on nearby rail pretending to mind his own business.

“Well, that will fine, I suppose,” Ianto had said, before glancing over to Yusuke who was shuffling awkwardly on the sidelines. “Hmm, I think I’ll go see if your friend, Koenma, needs something to eat.” It was his way of excusing himself so the three demons could talk. They all knew it.

“He always so accommodating?” Hiei watched the blond leave.

“Usually,” Kurama nodded, “he is an odd creature.”

I take you don’t think he’s an enemy spy, or something, anymore.” Yusuke posed to Kurama.

“Kurama’s just used to people keeping secrets.” Hiei came to the red head‘s aid, saying, “He’s not usually wrong. I suppose being in Dreams has thrown off your intuition, fox.”

“Maybe not, everyone’s got secrets, you know,” Kurama defended. “You, know the seer in Barharna said a thing followed Yusuke through dreams. What do you think of that?”

Hiei shrugged, “It could have been anything, a real enemy spy, a curious young zoog from the Enchanted Forest, or a cat. Who knows, dreams are strange.”

This was followed by long silence which Yusuke broke in the most unceremonious manner. “Listen I’ve been sleeping with Kurama. And Hiei, I know you’ve been with him, too. Well, I love Kurama, but guess what, I love you too! And I want to be with the both of you!”

The other two where stunned. Hiei looked to Kurama accusingly, “Fox?”

Kurama said, “Well, yes that’s pretty much the score, though I was planning to bring it up a little differently.”

“Your way takes too long,” Yusuke said to Kurama. Then to Hiei, “Me and Kurama have already talked and we both want this, so you in or what?”

“I take it regardless of my decision; the two of you will still be together?” Hiei asked.

“After all of this,” Kurama said as he treaded his fingers together with Yusuke’s, “I don’t think I could ever let him go.”

Hiei looked between the two; the affection there was so thick it was nearly a tangible thing. Hiei knew he’d be a fool not to get in on this. There was no room for doubt, no asking, Will this work? Will they still love me when we awaken? He wanted to be a part of this, even if it was only in his dreams. He stepped forward and placed his hand tenderly atop of Yusuke and Kurama’s intertwined hands. It was all the answer he had to give.

“Yusuke, Koenma‘s gone!” Ianto rushed up to the deck to report the demigod’s inexplicable disappearance, only to find an empty deck. The blond closed his eyes and focused is sixth sense, trying to get any idea to the demons’ location. They were gone, more than gone; it was as if they were never there. Opening his eyes, Ianto knew what had happened. They woke up.

“Darn,” he whispered to the empty ship. “Just like dreams; always wake up just when it starts getting good.”

When Yusuke woke up he screamed for two reasons. One, Kuwabara was right in his face; with his hair in a mess, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked like he’d had way too much coffee. That would scare anyone first thing in the morning. The second reason why Yusuke screamed was because it happened so suddenly. One moment he was on a ship, floating on a sea of dreams, and the loves of his life had just agreed to love him back. In the next moment, big old Kuwabara face.

Yusuke was back at King Enma’s palace, in Koenma’s bedchamber. It felt sort of strange, like returning to a familiar place after being gone for a long, long time. But in reality he’d never left. He had wondered in Dreams for a little over a year, but the Oneiromancer, Varvara, had informed him that they had only slept for a little over sixteen hours.

King Enma came to see his son right away, Boton and Jorge came in on his coattails. Enma offered the three demons endless gratitude. Kuwabara jabbered on about how intense it was during the end of their dream, before him and the old women pulled them out. Boton and Jorge cried with joy. Everyone was happy to see the dreamers awake and well.

The more awake Yusuke became the more the Dreamlands faded into hazy memory.

* * *

Epi-lemon
“The stuff that happened in Dreams, it all seems so foggy and distant, like it didn’t really happen.” Yusuke said.

A week had passed since their quest into the dreamlands, though it felt like it had been a life time ago. Hiei had come over to Yusuke and Kurama’s apartment that day. Yusuke sat in Kurama’s computer chair, Kurama sat on the edge of his bed, while Hiei occupied the space in front of the window. They were congregating in Kurama’s room because the living room was currently under reconstruction. Kurama had suddenly decided to change the wall color in the living room from white to Sea Foam, he was changing the carpet to hardwood, and he kept bringing in stuff that was whitewashed or made of driftwood.

The project had kept him busy enough that he didn’t think about how he and Yusuke didn’t really spend any time together, they didn’t talk, and they didn’t kiss each other. It was just as Yusuke had said, everything that happened in dreams seemed like it didn’t happen.

“Dreams are odd things,” Kurama told him. “They are not real, but they do exist. So there’s our philosophical dilemma, was what happened between us real or not?”

“This is a foolish conservation,” Hiei growled.

“Well, we gotta talk about it sometime,” Yusuke came to his feet, “Because I don’t know about you, but the things I said and the things I did… I meant them!”

“Yusuke…” Kurama came to stand by his emotionally distressed friend.

Hiei rolled his eyes and grabbed Yusuke by the front of his shirt, and Kurama by a lock of his red hair. He pulled them down to his level and pressed his lips hungrily to Kurama’s. Yusuke could only gape at the scene. Hiei took advantage of this, as he detached from Kurama and attacked Yusuke’s helpless mouth. He pulled away with a smug look on his face.

“There‘s only one thing that needs to be said,” Hiei avowed. “Are you in or what?”

“Hell yeah,” Yusuke broke out in a big goofy grin. No need to ask him twice. He tackled Hiei, returning the kiss he owed the small apparition.

Kurama didn’t speak; instead he moved up behind Hiei and started laying a line of hot kisses and licks along his neck and shoulders. Hiei was right, they all knew what they wanted there was no need to complicate it.

Yes, I know exactly what I want; to see both of these deliciously fuckable bodies writhing in ecstasy. Kurama spiraled off into one of his Youko lapses; however this time he had no intention of reigning in the animal within him.

He moved back up to Hiei’s ear and whispered, “Let’s get him into the bed.”

Hiei gently pushed the boy in that diction. Yusuke got the idea and allowed himself to herded into the bed. When the back of his knees hit the mattress, he lost his balance and fell back onto the soft bedding. Kurama’s sheets smelled like fresh spring meadow.

They must be freshly washed, Yusuke observed. Kurama was always good about keeping fresh linens on his bed, not like Yusuke who would sleep in the same funky sheets for weeks on end.

All ridiculous thoughts of linen were cast aside when Hiei climbed into the bed near Yusuke’s left, while Kurama settled to Yusuke’s right. Hiei reclaimed Yusuke‘s lips. While behind Yusuke, Kurama slid his hands under the boy’s shirt to stroke his belly and tickle his ribs. Just as Yusuke was getting comfortable, Kurama pinched his nipples hard, causing him to yelp. Hiei took advantage of the boy’s open mouth to slip his tongue inside. Yusuke tried to fight off Hiei’s tongue with his own. He tried to at gain a little bit of the upper hand, but it was no use. He couldn’t out-tongue Hiei with Kurama tugging expertly at his nipples. It felt so good the only thought his brain could produce was: More. I want MORE!

Yusuke’s hips undulated, without him realizing it. Kurama thought it was adorable and brought one hand down to unfasten and reach into Yusuke’s pants. Yusuke gasped against Hiei’s mouth when he felt the cool air wash over his burning member.

Kurama then left Yusuke’s lower half painfully alone, so he may help Hiei out of his pants. Once Hiei’s flesh was freed of its fabric confines, he pressed himself against Yusuke’s equally bared flesh. He rolled his hips, exciting wonderful friction between them. Yusuke griped Hiei by the hips in effort to increase the pressure. Soon he became aware that Hiei was tugging at his pants. He eased his grip so Hiei could pull the offending article down to his knees. They never stopped kissing the whole time.

But then, Hiei broke the kiss, and he pushed the boy’s shirt up, so he could to suck at the nipple Kurama had abandoned. Kurama then placed two fingers at Yusuke’s lips. Yusuke took those fingers into his mouth and sucked at them. When they wet enough, Kurama took the fingers way. Yusuke felt a bit of loss for it, but he was consoled because he had a good idea what the fox was planning to do with to saliva slicked digits.

“Ah!” Yusuke cried out when, Kurama pushed his first finger up his ass. There was a minute burning pain that dissolved as the fox started moving his finger in and out of his cavity. Yusuke let out a little wine.

“Does it hurt?” Kurama asked and slowed down his pace.

Yusuke shook his head and thrust himself back onto those fingers, he wanted more. Kurama took the hint, called Yusuke a greedy boy, and picked up the pace. Kurama leaned over and whispered something to Hiei that Yusuke’s muddled mind was unable to decipher. Hiei’s warmth against his body disappeared. Yusuke opened his eyes to find Hiei’s stiff member bobbing in front of his face. Yusuke had just been aching to have something in his mouth. He lurched forward onto his hands and knees to catch that teasing phallus between his teeth. Yusuke didn’t mess around, he immediately took Hiei as far back in his throat as he could and swallowed.

Hiei moaned loudly as his penis was being massaged by the ridges in Yusuke’s throat. Kurama chose this time to add another finger to the one already in Yusuke’s rear. He pumped the digits in and out while scissoring them to stretch the hole. This caused Yusuke to moan, the vibrations in turn caused Hiei to moan again.

Wonderful, Kurama was overjoyed. I can pleasure both my lovers at once! He moved his fingers to just the right angle and then pushed them into Yusuke, hitting the boy’s prostate hard. Yusuke howled around Hiei. Hiei cried out. Kurama did it again and again, until Yusuke was mindless, and his body unsure whether to lunge forward along that tasty cock or push back into those devilish fingers.

Hiei had fierce grip on a clump of Yusuke’s dark hair. He was trying for all that he was worth not to thrust his hips and just fuck that hot wicked mouth for all he was worth.

“Fox,” Hiei growled, “if you keep that up… neither one of us is going… last long enough to pay you back.”

“You’re right, Hiei.” Kurama pulled his fingers out, much to Yusuke’s disappointment. “We need to switch places anyway.”

“Don’t make me steal Yusuke’s running vagueness gag.” Hiei warned with a curious brow raised.

“Well I was just thinking. In the waking, Yusuke is still technically a virgin.” Kurama told him, “And I got to pop his cherry in Dreams, so why not let you do it this time.”

This aroused a devious smile from Hiei, “Well, well aren’t you a lucky boy, Yusuke. Not many boys get to lose their virginity twice.”

First thing was first though; the boys were ready, but still mostly clothed. Clothes are so inconvenient aren’t they? Yusuke quickly ditched his shirt and kicked off his pants, so he could watch as Kurama and Hiei set to work removing their own clothes. Hiei intentionally made a show of it by dragging his fingers over his flesh as he reached for the hem of his shirt, and he swayed his hips a little more than necessary as he stepped out of his pants.

“Whoo-hoo! Take it off! Take it off!” Yusuke hollered and pumped his fist in the air

“Ha, always the clown, aren’t you, Yusuke. Don’t want this?” Hiei ran a hand over his own cock.

In way of answering, Yusuke laid back, grinning between his spread his legs. “Yeah, so quit messing around and make a man out me already.”

How could Hiei resist an invitation like that? He fell on the boy like a lion taking down a wildebeest. Yusuke could feel Hiei’s hot shaft probing between his buttocks and made a point of relaxing-- regardless of how excited the sensation made him. Hiei eased into Yusuke. Hiei’s dick already being wet from Yusuke’s mouth and the preparation Kurama had given Yusuke made penetration a relatively painless ordeal.

Hiei dropped his brow against Yusuke’s chest and concentrated on his breathing. Yusuke was so tight, yet his body acted like it was used to being penetrated. Hiei smirked, “You’ve been practicing?”

“He uses taper candles,” Kurama supplied.

“Kurama!” Yusuke whined from beneath Hiei.

Neither Hiei nor Kurama could resist laughing at a beet red Yusuke. Then Hiei gasped; Kurama had moved around behind him and was in the process of probing the smaller demons ass with a spit slicked finger.

“Fox…” Hiei growled.

“Don’t worry,” Kurama assured him as he took hold of Hiei’s hips pulling him partway out of Yusuke. “I know how you like it; rough.”

Kurama brutally rammed himself into Hiei, with enough force that the moment rocked Hiei deep into Yusuke.

“Ha-ahh!” Hiei cried out as his eyes rolled back in his head. Being penetrated so suddenly and without preparation was painful. Usually such a thing would cause a person to bleed, but like Yusuke, Hiei has been practicing. However, Hiei’s toy was much bigger than a taper candle. His ass would accept this sort of punishment easily. It still hurt, but that just added to the pleasure.

Kurama rocked his hips back withdrawing from Hiei while guiding Hiei out of Yusuke, and then he rocketed forward again. He started this with a slow pace, but as his lovers’ needs became more, he increased the speed and the force of his blows to comply. Oh, how Kurama loved to comply. Two sexy men were crying in ecstasy and he was the cause; what more could a Youko want?

Three sexy men crying in ecstasy! DON’T BE GREEDY! Kurama scolded himself.

Talk about the best of both worlds, Hiei’s cock was sheathed in Yusuke’s heat, while Kurama was having him like a bitch in heat. By this point, Hiei had completely given up control to Kurama. It was so good; Hiei wouldn’t have been able to turn the tides if he wanted to. Though, Hiei would deny that fact until the day he died.

The only thought in Yusuke’s mind; I could die right now, no regrets.

Yusuke was the first to go. Kurama snaked his hand between Yusuke and Hiei, and firmly stroked Yusuke’s pulsing member causing it to erupt, coating Kurama’s hand and Hiei’s chest with semen. When Kurama felt the wetness on his hand he pushed Hiei as deep as he could into Yusuke’s convulsing body. Hiei’s orgasm as virtually milked out of him. Only then did Kurama allow himself to release into Hiei.

The three demons arranged themselves as best as they could in karma’s full sized bed. Needless to say it was a tight fit. Hiei wound up laying half on top of Yusuke.

“You need a bigger bed, fox,” Hiei complained.

“I don’t know,” Yusuke put in, “this way I have an excuse to cuddle afterward.” He illustrated the point by cuddling the small apparition on top of him.

Hiei snorted “Look for as many silver linings as you want, but don’t you wine to me when your arms fall asleep!”

“I’ll get a bigger bed,” Kurama laughed at the two’s bickering antics. “Besides it never hurts to have more room to operate in.”

“Can I still cuddle Hiei?” Yusuke grinned.

“I’ll tie him up for you if need be,” Kurama nodded.

Yusuke cheered. Hiei tried to pout-- but he just couldn’t muster a bad mood at the time. After that the three just lied together, listening to each other breath, and pretty much basking in their own happiness. Not sound interrupted the blissfulness, until Yusuke sighed.
“Hey, guys,” he said, “if I’m dreaming, don’t wake me up. Don’t you DARE wake me up.”

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END

A/N: That’s it the end of my first fic. Makes me a little sad to see it end. I’ve thought of continuing with adventures of the Reikei Tantei in the Cthulhu-verse, maybe bring back OC Ianto, but don‘t know. Thank you to all you who’ve stuck with me, and double thanks to those who reviewed. It would be great if I’ve managed to spark anyone’s interest in the Cthulhu Cycle Mythos. It was created by H.P. Lovecraft; his books are still being reprinted, if anyone is interested.