Pure Evil

"What is that?"

Kurama didn't even bother looking up from where he was pouring tea into his cup, responding vaguely, "Hmm?"

Yusuke scoffed derisively. "Don't you play innocent with me," he retorted, remaining still in the doorway and leveling an accusing finger at the table. "That."

'That' was an innocent white pill sitting on an innocent white plate beside the meal Kurama had tastefully laid out.

"For heaven's sake, Yusuke," Kurama returned calmly, taking his seat, "stop making such a fuss and come have dinner."

Yusuke opened his mouth to deliver some sort of scathing comment, but Kurama finally deigned to look up and fixed him with a glare that conveyed no patience for foolishness. Snapping his mouth shut, the half-demon stalked to the table and threw himself into a chair with such force that Kurama was quite surprised it didn't collapse underneath him. As he picked up his chopsticks and pushed his food moodily around his plate, Kurama leaned over to fill his cup.

"It's completely unnecessary, and you know it just as well as I do!" he asserted vehemently, and Kurama jerked almost imperceptibly in surprise, sending small droplets of tea spattering across the tabletop. He set the teapot down very deliberately as he reasoned, "You can't blame the poor man for trying to do his job."

Yusuke said nothing, and Kurama wondered if that was the end of it. However, as the half-demon's eyes fell once more on that little white pill, Kurama groaned inwardly. He could practically see the anger and frustration boiling under Yusuke's skin.

"A stupid calcium pill isn't going to change anything!" he burst out, flinging his chopsticks to the table. Kurama sighed as he watched the slender sticks of bamboo bounce violently to the floor.

"It was a perfectly sound conclusion, Yusuke. Those x-rays revealed that you have broken almost every bone in your body, most several times over. That's incredibly rare for anyone as young as you, and in any normal teenage human boy would be a clear indicator of some sort of deficiency in the strength of your skeletal system."

The half-demon rolled his eyes scornfully. "Well, I couldn't exactly tell the man that all of those damned broken bones come from missions protecting humans exactly like him from the constant threat of demon invasion, now could I?"

"No, I don't suppose you could," Kurama mused thoughtfully, appearing, for all intents and purposes, to be completely engaged in the conversation. However, as he continued, Yusuke felt the brief tap of toes against his calf. "But perhaps the pills will help in the future. Maybe you'll break fewer bones on missions."

Yusuke mustered up the best glare he could manage with Kurama rather nonchalantly running his foot along the half-demon's leg. "Yeah, because the next time a rogue Spirit Detective bends my elbow in the wrong direction, popping a few calcium pills is going to keep it from snapping."

Kurama shrugged gracefully as his foot slid along Yusuke's inner thigh, and the half-demon unconsciously slid down in his seat and spread his legs slightly. "You never know." Yusuke shot him a highly skeptical glance through slightly glazed eyes.

"Sure."

"Well, it can't possibly do any harm," the fox-demon persisted, pressing the ball of his foot gently against Yusuke's groin, pleased at the tightness he found straining against the half-demon's jeans.

Biting back a pleased groan, Yusuke instead challenged, "Yeah? Why don't you make it worth my while?" He had just enough time to be worried at the predatory gleam in the fox-demon's eyes before he found himself hauled forcibly up onto the table, Kurama kneeling between spread legs.

"You ought to know better by now than to challenge me," Kurama purred dangerously, sliding his lips along the waistband of Yusuke's jeans, delighting in the reflexive hitch of muscles under his mouth as he deftly unfastened the garment. The half-demon only grinned like the Cheshire Cat as he felt cool fingers slip into his jeans and dance lightly along his cock.

"Yeah, well, you know me. I'm a little slow on the uptake sometimes."

Kurama chuckled as he bent to take Yusuke into his mouth, enjoying the instinctive flex of hips as the half-demon thrust. As he slid his lips and tongue along the younger boy, Yusuke's eyes fluttered closed as his mouth dropped into a soft moan of pleasure. Watching carefully, Kurama reached up to the table and fumbled around for a brief moment before his fingers closed around the calcium pill. Swiftly, he slid the pill past Yusuke's slightly parted lips and clamped his jaw shut.

Almost immediately, the half-demon's eyes flew open, and his hands came up to tug at Kurama's, but the fox-demon simply reached down with his free hand and gently fisted Yusuke's cock. The hands fell limply back to the half-demon's sides and his hips surged desperately forward, but Kurama moved with him, offering no increase in pressure or friction. Yusuke gave a muffled whine, pleading with desperate brown eyes over Kurama's hand.

The older boy was unmoved. "Take the pill, Yusuke, and save yourself a lot of grief." He was answered with a defiant glare, but a few quick strokes of his hand melted away any remaining resistance, and he felt the smooth contraction of muscles underneath his hand as Yusuke swallowed.

At that, Kurama dropped again to his knees and took Yusuke quickly back into his mouth. With a desperate cry, the half-demon threaded his fingers through thick red hair, holding the fox-demon's head steady as he thrust his hips smoothly. Losing himself to Kurama's hot mouth, he gave one last thrust and froze as he came.

Taking a moment to recover himself, Yusuke glanced down to see Kurama nuzzling his inner thighs, looking quite pleased with himself. Hauling the fox-demon to his feet by his hair, making him yelp in discomfort, the half-demon kissed him roughly, savoring their mingled tastes.

"You're pure evil, you know that?" he muttered, trying hard to be angry as he felt those soft lips curve into a grin against his own.

"Have I ever claimed to be otherwise?"