Lesson

Disclaimer: I own only the situation I made. The characters belong to the series and the original creators. Besides, I have no money to get sued out of. ^_^;

Author's Notes: I really enjoyed writing this story. Hiei is amusing to tease. Reviews more than welcomed!

Warnings: As stated above, this is Yaoi and does indeed contain Lemony scenes. Read at your own risk.

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Lesson

"Excuse me?" Hiei arched a dark brow, his mouth set in a thin line.

"I asked you to be my companion for the night. I assure you, it won't kill you." Kurama sighed, crossing his arms after brushing a strand of his long red hair back.

"I'm quite sure I wouldn't die. But why the hell would you want company? Least of all mine." His brows knit together in seeming annoyance, though he was hiding a good deal of confusion. Hiei was one to make his attitude, if not his feelings, known and he'd stated his position on friendship more than once.

Kurama, however, knew Hiei's quirks by now. He could see through the annoyed front as if it weren't there. They were both demons after all. "Well, to be honest, I miss being among humans. They have company often. I've been finding myself lonely as of late. You and I have been companions before. What's another time?"

Hiei frowned slightly. The ever calm Kurama. Feeling lonely. And admitting it. Though he had never been as closed with emotions as Hiei. But still. "So you want me to pretend to be a human you can keep company with. Doesn't exactly sound entertaining."

"You don't need to pretend to be anything. And you can leave when you like." Half turning, he paused, looking at Hiei with the faintest of smiles. "Besides. You couldn't pretend to be human if you wanted to."

Hiei's frown deepened, eyeing Kurama, crossing his arms over his chest. He was tempted to wipe the smile from Kurama's face. "And why not? What's so hard about being human? I'd simply have to seem weak and pitiful."

"Is that all humans are to you Hiei?" He spoke softly, shaking his head. Turning to walk away, he spoke over his shoulder. "There is much you could learn... If you were willing. Humans live better lives than demons in most cases. My invitation still stands." He kept walking, slowly fading from view, leaving Hiei staring after him.

Giving a snort, Hiei looked away, scowling now. He stole a glance back at Kurama before he faded from view entirely however. Things he could learn. Bah. And the 'great' Kurama could probably teach him all... He sighed, slightly curious despite himself. Maybe he'd stop by. Just for a little while...

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Hiei stopped outside of Kurama's dwelling. Or home, as he liked to call it. Definitely too much time with humans. Straightening his shirt, no sense in looking unkempt after all, he knocked, waiting quietly outside of the door.

After a brief pause, the door opened and Kurama looked out, red hair framing his face, fox ears visible. Seeing Hiei, he gave a smile, stepping aside, gesturing for him to come in. "You came. I was beginning to wonder. Please, make yourself comfortable. Its not much, but its home." He shut the door after Hiei, his tail swishing slowly around his legs.

Moving into the room, Hiei looked around curiously. A simple house indeed. Set up in the typical human fashion. A sitting room with a table and seats, a kitchen area, adjacent bedroom... even a bathing room. Sitting slowly, he looked back to Kurama. "Interesting place. And what's with the tail?"

"This form is most comfortable. So when I'm here, I use it. And thank you. I enjoy it." Choosing a seat for himself, one more or less across from Hiei, he indicated the table between them. "Would you like something to drink? There is tea ready, though I have other things." He sipped his own drink.

Hiei sighed, crossing his arms, sitting back in his chair. "I'll keep company with you Kurama, but I won't play your little games. Its ridiculous if you ask me."

Blinking, Kurama looked at Hiei, slightly confused. "Games? I'm not playing any games. I had hoped for a quiet evening, or as long as you stayed. What is so wrong about offering you a drink? It would have been rude not to."

"That's just it Kurama. Demons don't need to drink anything. Or eat for that matter. Next you'll be offering me a meal. I'm not human and neither are you."

"No Hiei, you're not human. And I know I'm not. But I lived as one for seventeen years. I learned more in that time than I ever did as a demon. I eat and drink on occasion. It's a thing to be enjoyed. The tastes are exquisite. But if you wish me not to..." He set his drink down slowly, sitting back in his chair.

"Ever the dramatic I see. Don't work yourself up Kurama. You'll lose that calm façade of yours. And we wouldn't want that, now would we?" Reaching towards the table, Hiei picked up Kurama's glass, looking at it. It was elegant, but at the same time simple. A tall flute-like design of cobalt blue glass. The hue made the liquid look a rich purple. Arching a brow curiously, he looked back to Kurama, watching him while taking a sip. His eyes widened slightly.

Kurama never moved, but watched clo closely. Smiling at the surprise he tipped his head to one side, a fox ear flicking slightly. "Its wine. One of my favorites. A rich red. Aged well... What do you think? I could get you a glass." The half smile never left his lips.

"Its... not bad." Taking another quick sip, he set the glass down again. He swallowed the liquid slowly, letting the taste linger. Savoring it. No, he argued, not savoring. Just... enjoying. He didn't say anything else, half-ignoring Kurama as the other stood, moving into the kitchen. He looked up as he returned, accepting the offered glass, a match to the other. Looking down, he mumbled a thanks.

Returning to his seat, Kurama smiled tolerantly. "You see Hiei? You don't need to drink, but the wine is good. There are other things you could learn. So much more." Picking up his glass again, he took a drink.

Hiei sipped from his own glass. The wine was thick and sweet, though having a slight tang, chilled to be cool against his tongue and throat, but not cold. Damn Kurama. Why did he always have to be right? Looking back finally, he met the deep eyes, set in that ever-placid face. "Such as? Food isn't exactly exciting you know. And other than that, what is there to learn? Tell me, O great teacher Kurama." He allowed a note of sarcasm to creep into his voice.

Setting his glass down slowly, Kurama stood, his tail swishing as he moved towards Hiei. He watched carefully as Hiei cocked a brow, then sipped his wine just before setting the glass down. Not pausing, Kurama lowered himself into Hiei's lap, curling an arm around to drape it over his shoulders, that position offering the most comfort.

Hiei couldn't hide the surprise and the little confusion that showed on his face, though he quickly masked it, wishing, not for the first time, that he could look perpetually calm as Kurama could. Not moving, he eyed the one in his lap. "Kurama, what are you doing? I fail to see how this teaches anything. Or am I to be furniture? Really, I - mmph!"

Hiei was cut off suddenly as he found Kurama's lips pressed to his own. Kurama watched in amusement as Hiei's eyes opened wide once more. He kissed Hiei softly for a moment, then slowly pulled back.

Blinking for a startled moment, Hiei stared at Kurama, finally fixing a slight frown to his face. "What the hell was that? Why are you sitting on me anyway? What was in that wine of yours? I drank some as well.. Should I fear for - " He was cut off again, this time by Kurama's finger against his lips. He pouted just slightly at having his rant cut off.

"You talk too much." Smirking, Kurama resituated himself, turning to face Hiei, straddling his legs. "Now then. There was nothing in my wine, or in yours for that matter. I simply felt another lesson was in order. You did ask after all." Leaning closer, he sought to capture Hiei's lips again, touching his fingertips to one cheek.

Hiei eyed Kurama warily. How was Kurama taking over his lap and ing ing him supposed to teach anything? Turning his head, he sought to dodge the kiss, but lost the battle a moment later. Finding Kurama's lips pressed to his own once more, he sighed inwardly. Though the sensation wasn't unpleasant... Considering, he returned the pressure slightly, slowly getting the hang of the kiss.

Feeling the response, Kurama smiled to himself. Hiei couldn't turn down a challenge of aind.ind. Though he hoped that the need to prove himself would slowly give way to a desire to simply continue. Moving a hand to Hiei's chest, he traced over the fabric with his fingertips, slowly unfastening the shirt, a button at a time.

Hiei tried to keep his senses sharp to keep close track of Kurama's actions, but they were slowly, and then more quickly as he felt the hands moving, being dulled, replaced by a warmth deep within. He fought it, but with little determination. Just why did Kurama like growing up as a human so much? The question rolled over in his mind. Perhaps he'd find out.

Opening the last button, Kurama slipped his hands into Hiei's shirt, grazing over his skin as he pushed it back, letting it slip over his shoulders. Pulling back slowly, he smiled, looking over Hiei's form, sliding a hand down his chest.

Hiei watched Kurama through half closed eyes. This wasn't too bad... He didn't mind being without a shirt, whatever the reason. Slipping it off fully, he continued to watch Kurama. The hand on his chest was alright as well. Especially there... He couldn't hold back the small shiver as a finger brushed over a nipple. One part of him watched in bewilderment. Just what exactly was happening? Toughing a hand to Kurama's cheek softly, he leaned in once more, pressing their lips back together.

Kurama let his eyes slowly slip closed as he met Hiei's lips, letting the kiss deepen this time. Hiei seemed to be a fast learner. The hand on Hiei's chest caressed lightly, making its way downwards, over the flat, muscled stomach. Dropping his hand lower, he pressed his fingers against Hiei's crotch, feeling the half hardness.

Breaking from the kiss, Hiei's eyes opened wide, a gasp passing his parted lips. A small noise he couldn't quite identify escaped with a sigh. Looking back to Kurama, his eyes, unbeknownst to him, held a flicker of desire.

Having reopened his eyes, Kurama watched Hiei's face, smiling at the gasp and breathy moan. He'd hoped Hiei would react to his touches rather than get up and leave. He'd not give him the chance now. Sliding his hand under Hiei's loose pants, he rubbed his fingers over the hardening shaft, recapturing his lips, taking advantage of the fact that they were parted to slip his tongue into Hiei's mouth.

Feeling Kurama's fingers against his cock, pressing and rubbing, Hiei's eyes rolled back, clouded with newly awakened feelings of lust and need. His mind, not used to the sensations Kurama was submerging him in, focused on the new feelings, forgetting their little lesson, pride, defiance, his usual aloofness for affection... Only the here and now existed. He and Kurama and the throbbing pleasure he was becoming addicted to. Groaning deeply, he unconsciously pressed his hips closer, trying to get more of it, speaking past Kurama sucking at his bottom lip. "K-kurama... Please... please don't..."

Kurama watched in wonder at the change in Hiei. He'd given in to the pleasure, the desire for more. As he'd hoped... One so inexperienced wasn't used to dealing with such strong feelings... Hearing Hiei's words however, Kurama's face fell. "Don't... don't what Hiei?" He prayed silently to whatever deity might listen. Don't let it end now...

"Don't - don't..." Hiei swallowed thickly, struggling with his scattered thoughts, trying to put a coherent sentence together.

Looking down, Kurama slowed his hand, giving a few last fondles before he began to grudgingly pull away. Somewhere he must have miscalculated. Maybe Hiei wasn't as susceptible to the pleasure as he'd thought, counted on really. Feeling a sudden firm grip on his wrist, his eyes snapped up, meeting those of Hiei, momentarily clear, holding a sense of determination.

"Kurama, you bastard. Don't tease me. Don't stop..." A pleading note crept into his voice, the cloud of pleasure and unsiated lust filtering back over his face. Pulling lightly at Kurama's hand, he pressed it more firmly against his shaft.

Moaning softly, Kurama pressed closer, kissing Hiei heatedly. Curling his fingers around his cock, he began stroking, dragging his thumb over the velvety head, drawing a whimper from Hiei.

Kurama was surely doing this to torture him. Almost stopping, then starting again after he had to practically beg, now moving slowly... He needed more. He didn't know why. But his body ached for it. Every last fiber of his being. He needed... release. From the building pressure. The dizzying drive for more. "Faster... faster Kurama. I need... I need more..."

Licking over Hiei's lips, Kurama shifted, slipping from his lap, careful to never stop his motion. He'd likely be flayed alive if he halted now. Pulling Hiei's pants down as he moved, he came to rest between his legs on the floor, looking up at the face awash with pleasure, eyes staring unseeing at the ceiling. Stroking a little faster, he gave a small squeeze, leaning forward to slowly drag his tongue over the head of Hiei's cock.

The new sensation of warm wetness tore at Hiei's already frayed nerves, catapulting him over the edge he'd been quickly approaching. With his mouth open in a soundless scream, he came, finding his release. His fingers, now wound in Kurama's hair, clung tightly, his eyes wide, reflecting both wonder and a dawning satisfaction. Gasping finally, one part of his mind absently registered a warm liquid landing on his stomach, shuddering as he all but went limp, panting raggedly, his heart racing.

Smiling softly, Kurama nuzzled his cheek against Hiei's thigh, slowly lifting his head to lick the seed from Hiei's form. Finishing, he stood gently taking Hiei's limp body into his arms, lifting him. Leaving his clothing where it lie, across the chair and puddled on the floor, he carried Hiei to the other room, laying him on his bed. Sliding his own shirt off, he slipped in next to Hiei, snuggling close while he had the chance. There was no telling what Hiei's reaction would be when he regained his alertness.

Hiei could feel Kurama, his gentle touches, the intimate cleaning that made his over sensitive skin tingle. He couldn't bring himself to move as he was lifted and carried, instead trying to recover. His breathing slowed, as did his heart rate. Turning towards Kurama as he joined him in the bed, he closed his eyes, letting himself rest.

Watching Hiei for a little bit, Kurama let his calm mask fade for a moment, a look of tenderness and caring showing through, When he was almost positive Hiei was asleep, he lay his head down, closing his eyes. He all but jumped from the bed when Hiei spoke, his voice soft.

"Kurama..."

"Yes, Hiei?"

"Why did you do that?"

Looking at Hiei, he frowned slightly. "Do what?"

Opening his eyes, he met Kurama's gaze. "Give me such... pleasure. Such feeling."

Trying to shrug the question off, Kurama looked back at Hiei mildly, clinging to his calm front that he'd somehow managed to keep through his surprise, despite the jump. "I wanted to. I enjoyed it."

"You enjoyed it... And you expect nothing in return? Just pleasing me pleases you?" He kept Kurama pinned with his gaze, pressed close to him in the bed.

Kurama fought against the uneasiness he felt when held under Hiei's scrutiny. Lowering his eyes, he gave a small nod. "Yes, just as I said."

Smirking slightly as Kurama looked away, Hiei shifted, almost unnoticeably, touching his fingertips to Kurama's bare stomach. Letting them drift down, he pressed his palm to the bulge still apparent under the material of his pants. "I may be wrong, but if you got such enjoyment, wouldn't this not be here?"

Kurama quickly lifted his eyes when he felt Hiei's fingers, unable to fight off the urge to press his hips closer as the hand moved down, letting out a small gasp despite his best efforts. "It is... a different type of pleasure..."

"Really. Perhaps I should learn that as well then. You were so eager to teach me before after all." Hiei saw the weakening of Kurama's carefully controlled manner. That calm façade could be cracked it seemed. Just what Hiei had wanted. Moving his hand slowly, he rubbed, tracing the outline of Kurama's shaft.
faç façade didn't crack. It shattered. Tipping his head back, Kurama let out a choked moan, his eyelids drooping heavily. Biting his bottom lip, he looked at Hiei, the lust and desire as well as blatant need now unmasked. "Oooh Hiei..."

Giving an almost sultry, seductive look, Hiei leaned closer, pressing his lips to Kurama's chest, kissing down softly, pausing to lick a nipple, drawing another moan from Kurama as he arched up towards the feeling. His fingers explored teasingly as he moved, quickly finding just the right spots to rub and nip, which drew moans and which created shivers.

Kurama lay helplessly as Hiei moved, his eyes closing fully. Swallowing thickly, another shudder overtook his form as Hiei's tongue flicked over his navel. His hands drifted over Hiei's back absently, pausing in their travel to clutch at him with each moan pulled from him.

Looking up, Hiei allowed himself to smile. Finally, Kurama's calmness was stripped away, forcing him to show his feelings. Which, Hiei was surprised to note, seemed to come quite naturally to Kurama. His face showed his every thought, his pleas before he voiced them. Turning his attention back to the task at hand, he slowly slipped Kurama's pants down, leaning his head closer, finally dragging his tongue over the head of Kurama's cock.

Stiffening, Kurama opened his eyes slowly, looking down to Hiei. His mouth hung slightly open, snapping shut when he realized the fact, but not before a deep moan could pass his lips. Pressing his hips closer, he slid a hand up Hiei's back, curling his fingers into his thick black hair. "And you th-thought I was the one teasing... I hardly - Uungh!"

Hiei smirked around the length of Kurama's cock, having taken a good three-quarters of it into his mouth. 'Well, I guess that makes us even for you cutting me off...' Thinking smugly to himself, he gave an experimental suck, spurred on by Kurama's answering moan and the tightened grip in his hair.

Kurama's world was hazy about him. Flashes of light behind his eyelids as they once more slipped closed kept pace with Hiei's movements. Steeling himself, he cracked his eyes open, a groan shuddering from him as he watched the form between his thighs. What Hiei lacked in experience, he made up for in enthusiasm, Kurama thought dizzily.

Hiei pressed his head down further, struggling to take Kurama's entire cock into his mouth. Relaxing his throat finally, his nose met Kurama's lower stomach. Trying not to gag, he swallowed gingerly.

Kurama's eyes snapped wide, deep with lust. Shivering, he gasped as pleasure exploded through him, his fingers gripping Hiei tighter. "Oh gods Hiei... Yes.. yes../yes/!"

Hiei allowed himself a smirk, each of Kurama's 'Yes's following little movements of his tongue. Moving a hand slowly, he cupped Kurama's balls, rubbing over the tightness, weighing then with his fingers. Sliding his head up, he kept his lips wrapped around the head of his cock, sucking harder.

Unable to take his eyes from Hiei, Kurama arched his hips up, pushing his shaft further into Hiei's mouth, only to relax back down until just the head of his cock was held within teaveeavenly warmth once more. Repeating the motion, he settled into a needy rhythm, fucking Hiei's mouth.

His tongue swirling and rubbing, Hiei kept sucking, pushing his head down to meet Kurama's thrusts, taking his shaft deeply into his mouth each time. Squeezing gently over his balls, caressing, he pushed Kurama ever closer to his release, eagerly licking up the fluids seeping freely from his cock.

Feeling Hiei's tongue drag across the slit in his cockhead, Kurama stiffened, his words running together, his eyes squeezing tightly shut while his finger coiled more tightly into Hiei's hair. "OhgodsohyesyesHieiplease..." Shuddering, he arched his hips up, his entire body tensing. "FuckyesohOH... Hiei!" Calling out his name, he felt himself plunge into ecstasy.

Hiei swallowed the sticky seed that filled his mouth, deciding that the taste was tolerable. It tasted like Kurama; nothing else would explain it. A small dribble escaped from the corner of his mouth, He suckled more gently, his fingers caressing until Kurama heaved a sigh, relaxing. Lifting his head, Hiei moved back up Kurama's form, wearing a pleased smile. Placing a soft kiss on Kurama's lips, he settled back down against him.

Kurama returned the kiss lazily, opening his eyes to look over at Hiei, slipping his tongue out to lick off the dribble before letting his hands slide from his hair, moving them down to his back. Pulling him close, he stretched luxuriously, sated. "Mmmm... You're good at that." Smiling, he half closed his eyes, a hand moving up and down Hiei's side slowly.

"I had a good teacher." His voice was quiet as he rested his head against Kurama's chest, snuggling close, absently pulling a blanket up over the two of them. Pressing a kiss to Kurama's chest before closing his eyes, he chuckled softly. "And you were right. Again." The typical sarcasm wasn't present in his voice. Fighting against the sleep trying to take him, he smothered a yawn against Kurama's skin.

Blinking a little, Kurama fought off sleep as well, with little success, trying to process Hiei's words. "Right? Right about what?" Quickly losing his battle, he vaguely registered Hiei's sleepy, mumbled response, something about giving pleasure, before sleep claimed him. With Hiei in his arms, he drifted into a contented slumber. Perhaps in the morning he'd educate Hiei on the pleasures of long, hot showers...

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Additional Notes: There has bee some interest expressed in a sequel. Mainly in hot showers... Tsk, tsk. Though I was considering it. There may indeed be another chapter in the future. (Thanks for the reviews!)