Dreams

A/N: Yet another Yusuke/Kurama story! Yay! And, it’s not a one-shot! Go me! Lol. It takes place after the Dark Tournament. Anyway, Hope you all enjoy the first chapter!
Rated for sex (obviously) and language.
~*~*~*~=Scene change
“ Blah”=words
‘blah’=thoughts


Dreams

Chapter 1

'Yusuke felt as though his body were on fire as Kurama left a trail of soft kisses down his neck. The kitsune’s every move drove the black-haired boy mad. His hands seemed to move on their own as they traveled down his muscled stomach and over his hips. Both were lying in Yusuke’s bed, naked, with a thin layer of sweat covering their bodies. The lights were low and it only added to the mood. Kurama’s touches were soft, and it made Yusuke want more.
Yusuke grabbed Kurama’s wrists and flipped them over so that he was lying on top of the Kitsune. Kurama looked up at him with his beautiful green eyes as Yusuke lowered his lips for a kiss. Their kiss was almost desperate, almost as though they had spent a considerable amount of time apart. Yusuke’s tongue explored every inch of Kurama’s mouth as his hands traveled down his arms to his lean chest and stomach. Kurama moaned into the kiss as Yusuke’s hands explored his body. The kitsune broke away from the kiss in a shy manner and ran his fingers over Yusuke’s sides.

“ Touch me, Yusuke,” Kurama begged. “Please.”

Yusuke groaned at the sound of Kurama’s passion filled, alto voice. ‘I could get off to the sound of his voice’ Yusuke mused to himself before he set out to do what Kurama wanted him to. His calloused hand moved over Kurama’s thigh just inches from the Kitsune’s erection. Kurama gave Yusuke a look to let him know that he didn’t appreciate his teasing. Yusuke flashed an evil grin as he wrapped his hand around Kurama’s massive cock. Kurama moaned as the other’s hand began to pump up and down in a torturously slow motion. Yusuke felt powerful in a sense to know that he could control his lover like this. He knew every spot where Kurama would feel the most pleasure, and he just loved it when Kurama screamed his name.

“ Faster, please!” Kurama moaned louder.

“ What was that, Kurama?” Yusuke asked with a sly grin on his face. “I didn’t quite hear that.”

“ Yusuke!” Kurama groaned in half pleasure and frustration as the other boy applied pressure to his erection. “Stop teasing! Faster!”

Not wanting to disappoint his Kitsune, Yusuke moved his hand faster. He watched as Kurama’s body writhed beneath him, and felt his cock twitch slightly. His erection was becoming almost painful as he watched Kurama’s body movements and listened to his cries. He knew that Kurama was near the edge, and wanted to give as much pleasure to Kurama as possible. He moved his hand faster yet, and watched Kurama’s face just as he was about to come.
“ Oooh! Yusuke!”

~*~

“ Holy fuck!” Yusuke cursed as he shot up in his bed.

Yusuke couldn’t believe it had happened again. This was the third time this week that he had a dream about Kurama. Every morning after he would wake up to the sight of wet sheets and his wilting erection. With wobbly legs, Yusuke stood up and looked into the mirror. His hair was a mess, and his chest was all sweaty. He looked down at his pants to find remnants of his dream in the form of a huge stain.

“Shit,” he cursed again.

After grabbing a new set of clothes, Yusuke quickly walked into the bathroom and took a shower. All he could think about was Kurama, and what Kurama had been doing to him in his dream. It was true that Yusuke had feelings for Kurama, he always had. But, it wasn’t until recently that the dreams started. They started a week after they had returned from the Dark Tournament. He and Kuwabara were at Kurama’s house, just hanging out like normal teenagers. When Yusuke had arrived at Kurama’s house, Kurama was wearing a pair of tight blue jeans with a white button down shirt. The first four buttons on Kurama’s shirt were unbuttoned, and all Yusuke could concentrate on was the definition of Kurama’s muscles. And the way Kurama had been lying on the couch. He had been lying on his sides, with his hands comfortably behind his head, and his legs were bent and spread apart. He looked so seductive, lying there looking like he wanted to be taken.

“ All because of a stupid shirt,” Yusuke said as he got out of the shower.

~*~*~*~

“ Oooh, Yusuke!”


Kurama’s eyes immediately snapped open after he awoke from the most erotic dream he had ever had. He and Yusuke were doing things he hadn’t done since he was a Youko. It was obvious that he had like the dream, do to the large erection that he was now sporting. He sat up, avoiding the pain in his lower region, and rubbed his eyes. He tried everything to calm himself down, and nothing worked.

Doing the only thing he could think of, he lied back down, and removed his pajama pants and boxers. He ran his hand down his stomach slowly before he reached his cock. He wrapped his fingers around it tightly and began pumping up and down at a quick pace. He thought of Yusuke, and the way he had touched him, and kissed him. He could hear the sound of his lust filled voice, and imagined that he was whispering into his ear. It felt as though lava were coursing through his veins as he pleasured himself, thinking of Yusuke. A few other images popped into his head, such as Yusuke lying naked in the middle of his bed, legs spread and beckoning him forward.

“ Yusuke!” Kurama moaned softly as he came all over his hand.

Kurama lied there for a moment, trying to regain his composure. He looked at the clock on his nightstand, and realized that he would be late for school if he didn’t hurry. Gathering his school uniform from his dresser, he walked into the bathroom that was connected to his bedroom and took a quick shower.

“ Suuichi!” his mother called just as he stepped out of the shower. “Are you almost ready? You’re going to be late.”

“ In a few moments, mother!” Kurama called back as he began changing into his uniform.

Kurama was hoping that he wouldn’t have another dream like that again if it made him this disoriented in the morning. But, on the other hand, he liked the image of him and Yusuke, together. The feelings he held for Yusuke had grown over the course of the Dark Tournament. Their team leader had been so strong, and courageous. Yusuke had taken care of him after his battle against Bakken (if you could call if a battle, considering he was unconscious at the time). He loved everything about Yusuke, and he wasn’t afraid to admit that to himself. If only he could admit that to Yusuke.

A/N: Well, what did you guys think? I hope you liked it. I should have chapter 2 up soon, depending if when my next paper is due ::grumbles::
Better get going. Please review!