Fights and Flights

Yusuke walked into the clearing confidently. He hadn’t seen the redhead in about a week and was beginning to wonder what he’d been up to. It was strange for Kurama to go more than a couple of days without some kind of contact, even if it was just a phone call. So, a week was a long time without any type of contact. Yusuke had set out thinking that the clearing near the kitsune’s cave would be the best place to find him. If he weren’t here, he could always check by his house, but he wanted to try here first, for a few reasons. He felt a presence that he didn’t expect and it caused him to stop and look around. “I know you’re there, Hiei, come out,” he called.

The hiyoukai in question moved fractionally, just enough to become visible but not leaving the trees. “It seems you’re making progress, detective,” he murmured.

Yusuke grinned, “Yeah, training’s gotta be worth something, doesn’t it?”

“Hn,” the koorime grunted as he leapt down from the tree. “Let’s just see how much training you’ve had, detective.” With no other warning, Hiei drew his katana and began to attack the boy using his demonic speed to push the boy harder and faster, leaving no openings for counterattacks. Or so he thought.

The detective had picked up several habits from the fox, playing with his opponent and dodging a more flexible whip among them. After a few minutes of dancing back from Hiei’s attack, he began to see a pattern to the koorime’s fighting and slid into a barely perceptible hole in his offence. As he drew near the petite demon, instead of hitting him, his hand wandered lower and Hiei let out a startled gasp as he was distinctly felt up.

Shocked, the koorime leapt back and landed on the opposite side of the clearing from the grinning detective. “What the hell was that, detective?” he demanded, his face beginning to take on a flush, but he was unsure if it was anger or arousal.

He was answered with a grin, “You’re packin’ pretty good, Hiei. I would’a thought a short guy wouldn’t have so much.” He laughed a bit, “I bet you’re a bit bigger than Kurama.” The boy’s grin turned lecherous, “Gonna let me see it?”

Hiei stood staring at the stranger before him. With just those comments, he found out a lot more than he really wanted to know about the detective. First, the boy got off on copping feels…’Wait, I knew that already.’…Second, the boy was a partner of the kitsune…’Is that really a surprise? What about Keiko?’…And third, the boy wanted to…’Hang on…is that such a bad thing?’ If the boy learned as much about sex as he’d learned about fighting, he’d make a good partner, and the kitsune had been unavailable for a week. His shocked expression turned to one that mirrored the boy’s, “You know, detective, that kitsune like their toys to play nicely together, don’t you?”

It was Yusuke’s turn to look surprised. “Toys? Together? You sayin’ you’re one of Kurama’s partners?” His gaze became contemplative as he looked the koorime over from head to toe, taking in the shock of black hair that defied gravity, no matter what, the delicate yet masculine face, the ruby eyes, the full lips that were turned up into a smirk. His eyes continued downwards to the broad shoulders covered with a black cloak that concealed what he knew to be a hard packed body, one where not a single ounce of spare flesh would dare hide. Though the demon was short, he was most definitely attractive. “I can see why,” he murmured after his inspection, his eyes returning to the ruby orbs. After a moment of consideration, “You say he wants us to play nicely together, eh? How about this…If you beat me, you can do what you want, but if I beat you, I do what I want. But, only once, ‘cause if you’re right, Kurama’ll want to see anything else we do.”

Hiei was shocked at the quality of the boy’s voice. It was dark with confidence and lust, more sensual than before. The boy’s words weren’t ones he’d call seductive, but he could feel himself getting aroused. He wouldn’t be uke to the boy, however. He’d win and put the detective in his place! “Fine. We’ll play your way, for now, detective.”

Hiei attacked again, his movements swift and efficient as he forced the boy to dance away from his blur of a blade. Yusuke continued to grin at the koorime, however, and this expression was beginning to unnerve him. The boy darted forward, finding a hole in his defense and again, instead of attacking, slid his hand between Hiei’s legs with amazingly firm pressure before jumping back to dodge the shaky counterattack.

“C’mon, Hiei, you’re gonna have to try harder than that to win, y’know,” Yusuke taunted. This time, he moved to attack the hiyoukai, sliding under his katana, wrapping his arms around the firm body, pressing it close to his. “Or is it, you wanna loose…wanna know what I want to do to you, hmmm?” the boy purred into his ear as his hands slid down the solid back to cup the firm ass and squeeze it. Yusuke continued to press his advantage on the shocked koorime, rolling his hips slightly against him, revealing his own arousal. “Tell ya what I want to do to you,” he continued, his lips wandering closer to Hiei’s neck. “I wanna suck you off so hard that you’ll remember it for the next week, at least. That’s what I wanna do to you, Hiei.” Yusuke’s hands continued to wander over the koorime’s body and he continued to rock his hips into the petite demon.

Hiei’s brain finally began functioning on the same wavelength as the boy’s. This wasn’t a fight, this was a dance of seduction. Similar to one the fox had used to get him the first time. The boy had learned well, it seemed, and now it was time to use the same tactics. He allowed his free hand to tangle in the boy’s inky hair, using it as leverage to pull the boy’s face back from his neck. “I wanna see you writhe under me, detective. I wanna feel your ass around my cock as I fuck you senseless. You’re gonna scream my name as you cum, that’s what I want from you, Yusuke.”

Yusuke’s body arched into Hiei’s as the boy moaned, “Now I don’t know whether I wanna win or loose.”

“You’ll fight with everything you have or you get nothing,” Hiei growled out, shoving the boy away from him.

Yusuke landed easily halfway across the clearing, his stance both seductive and defensive. “Ready when you are,” he challenged and offered.

Hiei put away his sword. This type of fight was better hand to hand, anyways. He darted across the clearing, hands ready to both hit and feel up the detective, but Yusuke dodged to the side and grabbed his ass as he was carried past by his own momentum. He spun to face the boy, moving to attack again. This time, he managed to get his hand between the boy’s legs before Yusuke jumped back. “Not so bad yourself, detective,” he taunted.

Yusuke grinned, “Bet you wondering what this,” he grabbed himself, “would feel like in your mouth or in your ass, aren’t you?” He continued to hold his crotch, his hand moving up and down slightly, “Bet that mouth of yours is hot, isn’t it? Yusuke’s eyes began to drift closed, lost in his own imaginings and the feel of his hand on his cock.

Taking advantage of the detective’s distraction, Hiei moved in and wrenched the boy’s arm up behind his back and began rubbing the boy’s shaft through his jeans, “Too bad you’ll never know if you don’t keep your mind on the fight, detective.”

Yusuke turned, breaking Hiei’s hold and pinned the koorime to the ground. “Keep my mind where?” he taunted as he held Hiei under him. Hiei tried to get away, but Yusuke used his greater height to his advantage. “You give yet, Hiei?” he asked, licking the koorime’s neck.

Hiei bit back a groan and bucked, trying again to dislodge the detective. This action only succeeded in bringing his covered shaft in contact with the boy’s. Yusuke groaned, and Hiei tried again, bringing his head and shoulders up from the ground, but found himself being kissed deeply as the boy’s weight settled onto his body. “Gonna let me have my way with you, Hiei? Or do I have to pin you longer? Maybe slide this cloak of yours up so I can feel you better?” The boy’s eyes were dark with lust as he looked into Hiei’s.

Hiei continued to try and glare at the boy, but the expression was no where near being a glare, closer to being a darkly seductive look, one of hunger. “This time,” he growled out, conceding the battle, but not the war.

Yusuke kissed the koorime again, using his tongue to languidly trace the petite fire demon’s mouth, mapping every surface as his hands moved the coarse black fabric upwards. His hands came up to remove the white scarf and he complained against the now exposed column, “How come you didn’t take your cloak off for me?”

Biting back a groan, Hiei answered, “I expected to beat you quickly and then…make you work…” he lost the battle to keep from groaning and the boy explored his neck with teeth and tongue.

“Make me work, eh?” the boy whispered in his ear. His hands found the hidden fastenings on the cloak and he pulled it open, “Good thing I like this kind of work, isn’t it?”

“You’re wasting time. You said you just wanted to suck me off. Get to it, already,” Hiei spat out, his fingers coming up to pull on the boy’s hair.

Yusuke continued to work the fastenings on the cloak slowly, deliberately going slower, “As I recall, I won so I get to do what I want.” Finally, the cloak fell open, revealing the koorime’s bare chest and only a single belt in his pants. Yusuke ran his hand from the waist band up the center of Hiei’s body, his eyes following his hand, “Looks like you were expecting something, hmmm?”

Hiei only managed to glare, which caused Yusuke to laugh a bit, “You know, that look is extremely sexy on you. It looks like you can’t decide whether you want to fuck me or shove my mouth onto your cock.” His hand wandered back down Hiei’s body, this time stopping at the belt, fiddling with it. “Should I put you out of your misery?” the boy mused, “Or should I make you enjoy yourself?” He brought his lips down and began tracing the koorime’s collarbones, “Maybe both, hmmm?”

Hiei made no attempt to answer, nor did it seem that Yusuke expected one as he traced the lines of the koorime’s chest with his lips as his hands worked the belt loose and opened the black fabric of the pants, pushing them down, encouraging Hiei to lift his hips. For his part, Hiei’s fingers quit pulling on the detective’s hair and began to caress his scalp, and he fell silent, his eyes so dark they appeared black as he watched the boy explore his body.

Not receiving the response he was used to with Kurama, Yusuke looked up and saw the burning desire in Hiei’s eyes. He paused, gasping slightly under the hunger he saw. “Fuck,” he breathed out, barely a sound, “that has got to be the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” He moved up to kiss Hiei fully on the mouth, his tongue seeking entrance as his hands tangling in the koorime’s hair, pulling his mouth closer, as if he were trying to pull the koorime into his body. A slight tugging at his hair brought him back. Those eyes were begging him to continue, to take the koorime. Yusuke groaned and moved swiftly down Hiei’s body, no longer wanting to delay, wanting to give the koorime every thing he was asking for. A barely perceptible gasp escaped Hiei’s lips as Yusuke’s lips surrounded and devoured his weeping shaft.

Yusuke quickly set a pace that he knew would bring Hiei release soon. His tongue danced over the koorime’s shaft, pressing firmly on every spot he knew would be particularly sensitive. His eyes were open and focused on the dark red eyes that burned through his soul. Hiei’s fingers continued to massage his scalp, tightening every so often, encouraging the boy to continue, to spend more time on a particular spot, and finally to speed up. Yusuke brought his fingers up and massaged the area just behind the heavy weight of the koorime’s balls, watching as those eyes lost contact with his as Hiei threw his head back, his body arching, tensing, his shaft pulsing and filling Yusuke’s mouth with the koorime’s release.

Yusuke crawled up next to the panting koorime, dropping gentle kisses along his body as he did. He looked into Hiei’s face and was slightly shocked at what he saw. The koorime’s eyes were closed, his lips parted, his cheeks flush, all traces of defensiveness gone. Hiei was completely relaxed, floating on the waves of post-orgasmic bliss. Yusuke just watched until red eyes opened blearily. “You are incredibly hot, y’know?” he murmured.

“Hn,” Hiei returned, the sound bordering on positive.

“Though,” the boy continued, shifting uncomfortably, “maybe I should have let you win. I still got a massive problem.”

Hiei managed an amused glare before repeating, “Hn.”

Yusuke was mildly put off by the demon’s taciturnity, but continued to talk, “But, I’m sure the fox will be back soon. After all, if he wants his toys to play nicely together, he’s gotta keep ‘em happy.” He shifted slightly, “Next time he calls you, let me know, and if he’s called both of us, then how about we tease him a bit? He admits to being overly fond of Hershey Kisses…” the boy’s voice trailed off suggestively.

Hiei managed to smile at that idea. He was beginning to move again, pulling up his pants, which had only made it down to midthigh in the boy’s eagerness to consume him. Slowly, he dragged the fabric up over his hips and fastened them before standing and shaking out his cloak. Yusuke watched him, his eyes wistful, hungry. “The fox will be back soon,” he said, his voice gruff. He fastened his cloak and moved quickly out of the clearing.

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A/N (so I don't forget) I don't own 'em...much as I'd like to and probably wouldn't have to work if I did...

This is the fourth of six possible stories started because someone asked me to write Youko Kurama, chocolate body paint and someone ticklish. I probably will write the remaining two...just not sure in which order or if something else will pop up between times...though...now I could write another story...gotta wonder how Kurama doesn't notice Hiei's taste in Yusuke's mouth if he's gonna show up soon anyways...gum...or chocolate? Anyways...I also don't own Hershey Kisses and actually don't care that much for them...I prefer chocolate covered cherries or junior mints...but I don't own them either...I don't think I own my own mind anymore....have I dsclaimed enough? Oh, yeah...I don't any sanity whatsoever! :D That should cover it, right? And it's questionable if I own any reality....