Fulfillment

Kurama was excited in a way he hadn’t been in a while. He was excited not to be a part of something. He’d convinced Hiei to meet him at his cave and not tell Yusuke he’d be there. He’d convinced Yusuke to join him without revealing that Hiei would be there. Kurama wanted Yusuke to be surprised. It was also almost Yusuke’s birthday. What a better time to surprise him? The redhead had also noticed a lot of tension between the two, as if they couldn’t decide whether to attack each other with weapons or lips. So, being the ever helpful one he was, he’d give them an opportunity for the latter. Hiei had smiled when Kurama had mentioned that Yusuke was going to be there and asked him to not reveal the fact that he’d been asked. That smile caused Kurama to kiss Hiei deeply, leading to an interesting night, to say the least. Needless to say, Hiei was happy with the idea. Kurama was sure Yusuke would be, as well.

“You look overly pleased with yourself, Fox,” Hiei remarked blandly when he entered the cave.

“Overly? No, but I am pleased.” He grinned at the koorime, “I know you are, too.”

“And what is your plan?” Hiei asked, even though Kurama had explained it before.

Kurama walked over to Hiei and brushed their bodies together, circling the koorime while he explained, “You’ll be over there, by the futon, since that is where I normally wait for Yusuke. I’ll be by the entrance, leaning against the wall, out of sight when he walks in. You two can do whatever you want to each other, I’ll watch.”

“And if we want you to join in?” Yusuke asked from the door, causing Kurama to jump and Hiei to smirk.

Kurama quickly checked with his plants. They had noticed Yusuke, but since he came to the cave so frequently, they hadn’t bothered to tell Kurama. “That is entirely up to you,” he managed to recover his composure.

Yusuke crossed the room, eyes focused on the redhead, “Another set up, Kurama?”

“Happy birthday,” the fox countered, side stepping Yusuke and encouraging Hiei to step forward. “I hope you like your gift.”

Hiei wrapped his arms around Yusuke and the brunet looked down into his red eyes. Still focused on those eyes, he replied, “I’ve always wanted one.” One hand wrapped around Hiei’s body, the other coming to his face, caressing it. His voice was dark when he asked, “Do I get to play with it however I want?”

Hiei growled, “I get to play with you however I want.”

Yusuke considered a moment, “Is how you want what you said when I beat you and sucked you off?”

Kurama moved to the side of the room, sitting on the floor, while Hiei answered, “You mean when I said I’d make you scream my name?”

Yusuke’s hips moved slightly against the petite demon, “Yeah.”

Hiei grinned, Yusuke’s movement revealing his excitement at the idea. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you?”

“It’s what I was gonna suggest.” Yusuke brought his lips to Hiei’s and brushed them lightly. That small motion seemed to break whatever both of them were using to hold back. They pulled back slightly, looking into each other’s eyes for a second and then returned to devour the other’s mouth.

Kurama smiled as he watched the two. He’d been right. There was too much tension, too much chemistry between the two for them to hold out, especially given the freedom to act on their desires. He watched as Hiei’s hands pulled Yusuke’s tee out of his jeans, bunching the fabric in his hands. Yusuke’s hands removed Hiei’s scarf, dropping it on the floor while his hands quickly returned to caressing the koorime’s arched back. Hiei’s hands left Yusuke’s shirt and went to tangle in his black hair, the koorime going to his toes, pressing into Yusuke’s mouth as if he intended to take the detective into his body. Yusuke’s hands went under Hiei’s ass and he lifted the koorime, walking him over to the futon without breaking their kiss. When his toes nudged the mattress, he turned and sat on the bed with Hiei in his lap.

Kurama was forced to crawl around to keep a decent view of the action, but he didn’t mind at all. The show was worth any amount of crawling as Yusuke’s hands began working on Hiei’s cloak, pulling the fastenings, opening it to reveal the bare skin below. Yusuke groaned as he ran his hands over Hiei’s chest and Hiei rocked in his lap. Yusuke pushed the cloak down Hiei’s arms, forcing the koorime to release his head. Holding Hiei’s arms, Yusuke broke their kiss to look down at Hiei’s chest. “Nice to know you were ready for me.”

“Shut the fuck up, detective,” Hiei slid his arms out of Yusuke’s grip and pulled his shirt off. He then pressed the detective into the mattress with lips and body, devouring, plundering the other’s mouth with a hunger that rivaled any Kurama had seen. It surprised him a little, since he’d just talked about this happening with Hiei last night. Maybe he’d underestimated what he’d seen between the two. He didn’t allow that to cloud his mind, however, as he watched Hiei move along Yusuke’s chin. Kurama knew when Hiei’s lips wrapped around Yusuke’s earlobe because the boy cried out and arched into Hiei’s body. Hiei’s hand pulled Yusuke’s hair, causing his head to move, exposing his neck and ears to more torment.

Hiei kissed and nipped a trail along Yusuke’s neck before biting his neck where it joined with his shoulder. Yusuke cried in pain and Kurama was aghast, moving to intervene. Hiei’s eyes came up, glaring at the fox. “Mine,” he growled. “You can play later, if I let you, but he’s mine!”

“Shit, Hiei,” Yusuke groaned, “I knew you cared, but this…” His words were cut off as Hiei claimed his mouth again, possessive, dominating. When he pulled back, Yusuke gasped out, “Yours, I get it.”

Kurama asked, “You accept this, Yusuke?” He honestly hadn’t expected Hiei to claim the boy, only for them to enjoy each other’s bodies.

Yusuke met Kurama’s eyes, “Yeah, I’m okay with it.” His brown eyes actually seemed to hold joy.

Kurama tipped his head, “Did you plan this?”

Hiei answered, his voice a little irritated, “No, we didn’t.” He glared at Kurama. “If you don’t shut up and sit over there,” he pointed at the wall, “I’m going to have you leave.” His eyes returned to Yusuke, “You can talk all you want when we’re finished.”

Kurama backed up to the wall and sat silently as he was told and Hiei bent down to claim Yusuke’s lips more gently, his weight settling on his arms as his fingers played with the black locks. Yusuke’s arms wrapped loosely around the koorime’s body, his hands caressing Hiei’s back. Kurama watched, amazed. Hiei claimed Yusuke as his, marking him against use by others without express permission and Yusuke was happy about it. Had he known the two felt this way about each other, he would have brought them together sooner. He smiled sadly; it also meant he was out two partners. He pushed that thought away with some difficulty and focused on the two before him.

Hiei kissed a slow trail along Yusuke’s cheek to his chin and then to his ear, suckling gently, drawing groans from the brunet boy. His hands continued to play in Yusuke’s hair as he traced the large vein down Yusuke’s neck. When he bridged Yusuke’s voice box, the brunet whimpered, mildly panicked. Hiei continued down his neck, and Yusuke calmed. Kurama’s eyebrow lifted at this. Yusuke didn’t want to try breath play. Maybe there was still a chance for him to play since Hiei seemed to enjoy it very much, as did he.

Yusuke’s hands came up to hold Hiei’s head and shoulders, caressing each as the koorime continued down his chest with slow kisses and gentle nips. Kurama found himself bending to the floor to see better, watching Hiei avidly. His red eyes were hidden behind his lids, but his expression was one of contentment as he mapped Yusuke’s body. Kurama glanced at Yusuke’s face and saw the same expression, one that became suffused with pleasure as Hiei claimed his nipple, bringing his teeth together around it. “Amazing,” the redhead breathed so softly that Yusuke didn’t hear, but Hiei did.

Red eyes opened a crack and met his green ones. In his head, Kurama heard Hiei’s voice, “I want him, and I want you, too. He wants both of us, but he also craves security. You would not accept my mark, he will and has. Nothing will change, Fox.” A small smirk managed to form on Hiei’s lips around the flesh in his mouth, “But, you’re getting too close. He’s mine right now,” his tone was playfully possessive.

Kurama smiled and bowed his forehead to the futon mattress before backing up slightly. He understood, now, and was happy. Hiei had given Yusuke something he couldn’t and Yusuke had taken something he couldn’t. It wasn’t that he didn’t care deeply for his partners; it’s just that they were partners, not lovers. Yusuke needed a lover and knew that he’d never be able to provide that. Hiei was able and also willing to share with Kurama, which Yusuke didn’t want to loose. It was the best solution for all of them. “Maybe some day you will find a lover, Kurama,” Yusuke’s voice reached his ears as the lust filled brown eyes met his. Kurama turned a glare on Hiei for using his jagan. The koorime ignored him, and Yusuke continued, “Maybe you have, just not a single…” his voice trailed off in a gasp when Hiei bit his abdomen just below his ribcage. It seems he didn’t want Yusuke to say so much, but Kurama had heard what he needed.

He smiled at Yusuke and sat back, watching as Hiei licked Yusuke’s abdomen in apology. Yusuke’s fingers tangled in the koorime’s wild hair, caressing his scalp, offering forgiveness. Hiei’s fingers wandered Yusuke’s sides and his red eyes flicked to Kurama. “The plant, if you don’t mind,” Kurama heard in his head.

The redhead gestured palm up to the already waiting plant, and he thought loudly at the koorime, “I should have made you suffer.”

“He’s right, isn’t he?” Hiei asked, still in Kurama’s mind as he pulled Yusuke’s pants down. He looked over at the redhead, who’d become very still physically and mentally. Red and green eyes met and Kurama nodded slightly, a blush coloring his cheeks. Hiei’s smile was soft, holding none of his usual hardness and his face was beautiful. “I love you,” he whispered aloud, looking first at Kurama and then Yusuke.

“Good, I’m glad. I love you, too,” Yusuke answered, his face hungry, “Now do something about it!”

“What would you like me to do about it?” Hiei teased, dipping his fingers in the sap.

“Fuck me so hard I’m gonna remember it and scream your name when I come.” Yusuke’s back arched away from the mat and he screamed as Hiei entered him with two fingers.

“Like that?” Hiei asked, watching the brunet writhe on the futon. Kurama felt his own shaft pound against his pants, knowing that Yusuke was absolutely enjoying himself.

“More!” the detective cried.

Hiei pulled out his fingers, “On your hands and knees, slut.” Yusuke groaned and moved to comply. Hiei slapped his ass and Yusuke’s head went back, a whine of mixed pleasure and pain. “Do you like that?” Hiei asked, his voice serious.

“Yes,” Yusuke groaned, his head hanging between his arms.

“Do you want more?” Hiei asked, rubbing Yusuke’s ass over where he’d hit it.

“Yes.”

“Call for Kurama if it gets too much, understood?” Hiei raked his nails over Yusuke’s reddened skin.

“Yes,” Yusuke groaned, his head lolling between his arms, rubbing against his arms.

“What do you understand, Yusuke?”

“Too much, call for Kurama.”

Hiei slapped Yusuke’s ass hard enough for the kitsune to wince and Yusuke cried out. “Good,” Hiei murmured, caressing the reddened skin while Yusuke’s head hung between his arms again, the brunet panting. Hiei brought his lips to the firm ass and brushed them lightly over the hot skin. Yusuke took to rubbing his cheeks on his arms again, as if he were a cat in heat.

Kurama watched, amazed. He’d never even explored pain with Yusuke, but it seemed that Hiei knew just how to find someone’s kink. He watched as Hiei pulled back slightly and then bit Yusuke over the reddened skin. Yusuke whined high in his throat, his head shaking, but he pushed back into Hiei’s mouth, encouraging the koorime. Hiei pulled back and licked the bite. “More?” he asked.

“Don’t stop,” Yusuke panted out.

“Whore!” Hiei yelled, bringing both hands down on Yusuke’s ass hard enough for the sound to echo in the cave.

Yusuke screamed, his back arching, his head going back, “Fuck me, bastard!”

Hiei bit Yusuke’s ass again and Yusuke whined. Kurama watched, eyes wide. He was having trouble breathing, his chest almost as tight as his pants. Yusuke’s head went down again when Hiei withdrew his teeth and began licking at the bite and the red welts left by his hands, gently caressing the skin he’d abused. Yusuke collapsed to his elbows and pleaded, “I need your dick up my ass, please…”

Hiei plunged three fingers into the begging boy and Yusuke’s request dissolved into a whine of pleasure to be followed by a whimper of need when the fingers were withdrawn from his body. “How much of a slut are you?” Hiei asked.

“Name it, I’ll do it,” Yusuke panted out, turning to face Hiei.

Hiei’s eyes flickered to Kurama and then back to Yusuke. He caressed his cheek against Yusuke’s ass, “I know you’re a little come slut, like as much as you can get. Tell me, have you ever gone down on his ass?”

Yusuke’s eyes were wide and he shook his head. “I’ve never even topped,” he confessed.

“Why?” Hiei asked.

“Never wanted to.” Yusuke shrugged as well as he could with his elbows on the ground.

“And if I want you to?” Hiei asked.

“You’ll fuck me if I do?” Yusuke’s eyes focused on the koorime, hungry. Hiei nodded, and before he could speak, Yusuke continued, “Then I will.” He pushed himself back up on his hands, and looked over at Kurama, pouting and hungry, “But, he’s all the way over there and dressed.”

Kurama looked at Hiei expectantly, waiting to see what was wanted. He didn’t have long to wait as the koorime ordered, “Fox, strip and get your ass over here.”

Kurama bowed quickly again to Hiei, “As you wish.” He stood and removed his clothes, his school uniform, quickly, still managing to make the efficient movements sensual and seductive. When he stepped out of his pants, he went to all fours and crawled in front of Yusuke, presenting the detective with his ass.

Hiei caressed Yusuke’s back, “Now, my little whore, make love to the fox’s ass as if it were his mouth. I want to hear him cry out in pleasure.”

Tentatively, Yusuke kissed each of Kurama’s ass cheeks, fighting his nerves before diving into the cleft. Kurama held himself still, letting Yusuke proceed at his own pace, trying not to squirm when the touches were too light and tickled or just missed where he wanted them to be. After a long moment of Yusuke exploring his cheeks, his hands came up and spread the firm flesh apart and he licked the hidden opening. Kurama shuddered and sighed, enjoying the touch. Thus encouraged, Yusuke pressed harder into Kurama’s ass, circling the dark hole with his tongue while his lips caressed the flesh. He took Hiei’s order to heart and treated the opening as if it were the fox’s mouth and pressed his tongue in. Kurama whined in pleasure and Hiei caressed his back, murmuring, “Good little whore, just like that.” Yusuke could feel Hiei moving and felt the koorime’s bare legs against his. With renewed vigor, he plunged his tongue in as far as it would go and pulled out.

Kurama panted, “Good, Yusuke.”

Yusuke moaned as he felt Hiei’s shaft brush along the cleft of his ass a couple of strokes and then it vanished, causing him to whimper into Kurama’s body. The next thing he was aware of, Hiei pierced his body fully with his shaft and Yusuke was forced to pull away from Kurama’s ass to scream his pleasure. Before he’d stopped, Kurama had slid back and sheathed himself on Yusuke’s shaft, adding his own cry to Yusuke’s. Hiei groaned aloud as Yusuke’s body adjusted around him. He bit Yusuke’s back, causing the detective to whimper and whine. “Good little slut, such a good whore I’ve found,” Hiei murmured into Yusuke’s back.

Yusuke’s head fell forward to rest on Kurama’s back. He was struggling to breathe when all he wanted to do was scream and let the world know he was getting fucked. Kurama moved slightly and he suddenly realized he was fucking, too. He allowed his mind to comprehend, to savor the feelings from his shaft. “Fucking hell, Kurama,” he murmured, “This feels so good.”

Hiei managed to pant, “Think you’ll want to do it again?”

Yusuke looked at Hiei over his shoulder, “You’d better fucking believe it!”

Hiei smirked, “Just like I said, slut, whore.”

“And you love it!” Yusuke countered.

“Wasn’t complaining,” Hiei answered, pulling back slightly and guiding Yusuke’s hips within Kurama. He set up a slow rhythm, allowing Yusuke to savor Kurama and him to savor Yusuke.

Yusuke leaned forward, bracing himself against Kurama’s back. “More,” he begged. Hiei gripped his hips harder and Yusuke begged again, “More!”

“You fucking tramp!” Hiei growled, slapping Yusuke’s ass again and the detective whine in pleasure. “Greedy little fucker, all you can think of is your own fucking pleasure, isn’t it?” Hiei continued to smack Yusuke’s ass in time to his thrust, caressing the skin briefly between blows. Yusuke’s body tensed around his shaft and he whined in want after each blow so Hiei continued, thrusting harder and faster into Yusuke’s body, “God damned slut, I’ve never seen such a whore, ready to spread his legs for whatever walks by.” Yusuke reached around Kurama’s body and began pulling on the redhead’s shaft while Hiei continued to slap his ass. “Fucking tramp! Whore! Slut! Shit! Yusuke!” Hiei came hard in Yusuke’s body as the detective screamed his name while his shaft pulsed in Kurama’s body. The redhead was pushed over and down into the futon as the two behind him collapsed.

All three panted on the futon, limbs trembling, too exhausted to move. Finally, Yusuke spoke up, “Hiei?”

“Hn?” came the grunt of acknowledgement.

“I don’t think we should do that too often,” Yusuke answered.

“Hn,” Hiei grunted, though it may have been a question.

“I don’t think I’m gonna be able to sit for a while.”

“Hn,” Hiei repeated, some amusement making its way into the sound.

Kurama wriggled a little, “I have something for that.”

Yusuke kissed his shoulder, “As soon as I can move again.” He yawned and then asked, “You okay under there?”

Kurama took in a deep breath, “Yeah.”

“Good. Night.” Yusuke fell into a light sleep, Hiei already having gone before him. Kurama mused a little longer on the night’s events before he finally convinced himself nothing really had changed. They would still fuck each other when the mood struck. Did it really matter that they cared for each other, too?

A/N: Just a little requested story for BlueUtopiah. Yes, it's 7 of 6...she so kindly pointed out that my chocolate arc still lacked one more story...and proceeded to request it.

As always, I don't own them if I did, there'd be too many OAV's for anyone to get anything done ;)