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Trouble LOL
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Trouble L.O.L.
By 11
Chapter 01
The sun was shining and had been up for only about 3 minutes. Kurama was busy as he dressed for school brushing out his long silky red hair. He finished and put the brush down on the bathroom counter. His green eyes reflected in the mirror stared back at one another questioningly somewhat puzzled.
Hiei had been over at his house and they had made love that night after dinner. His family was out for the night, though his mother would be home by morning. He and Hiei had been a couple for nearly 6 months already and Kurama had thought they both had, had found everything they needed in each other. He knew he had but recently Hiei had been acting so strangely.
*Flashback*
Kurama stirred slightly at the sound of his window opening. He could see Hiei’s back turned to him and sat up slightly, “Hiei? Why are you leaving so early?” Kurama glanced over at his clock, it was 1:30 only 20 minutes after their love making session.
“Whatever,” Hiei muttered under his breath in his casual nonchalant way. Kurama sat up watching his lover very confused at the moment.
“Has Mokuro summoned you for a mission?” Kurama asked. He barely caught the negative grunt from Hiei indicating that wasn’t the situation. “Then what is it?”
Hiei shrugged then jumped out of his open window. Kurama threw off the sheets following him to the window, “Hiei?” he called after him looking out the window and around the neighborhood and finding no sign of his beloved fire demon. He had disappeared faster than his human form could have even seen, let alone managed to catch up to detain.
*End Flashback*
It had been like that for almost three weeks. They would make love, Hiei would leave soon after without any acknowledgment of Kurama and then return sometimes the next day or even several days later demanding another turn, Kurama would always comply.
At first he had suspected that Hiei was still just having a little trouble adjusting to being so open with another person after having closed himself for so long but he felt unsure now. It seemed more as if Hiei wasn’t even interested anymore. Nothing except for the sex where Hiei could vent out any frustrations out into Kurama’s body.
It made him feel sick inside to think that Hiei might only see him as a sex object.
To be nothing more than Hiei’s…
Whore…
It hurt to even think that, surely he was wrong, but all the signs pointed to it, he no longer had any meaning to his fire demon and now he only kept coming to him for sexual satisfaction. As long as Hiei was with him it shouldn’t matter if Hiei really loved him or was just using him, just to be able to be near the one person he loved ought to be enough but Kurama found himself not wanting that. Even if he got to be close to the one he loved to never be acknowledged never seen as anything but a toy for him to use and cast aside as he pleased sickened Kurama to the core.
Looking back at his reflection he could see his eyes had water and he was on the verge of tears. Hiei why? Do you really see… and think… of me as nothing more…
“Schuichi! Breakfast will get cold if you don’t hurry aren’t you done yet?” Shiori’s voice called from downstairs. Kurama hastily wiped away the brimming tears.
“I’m done just now, sorry. I’ll be right down.” Kurama answered back as cheerfully as he could muster to his human mother.
Turning back to his reflection he wiped away the remaining evidence of his sorrow and started downstairs where Shiori had made him a rice and small vegetables breakfast. After finishing he bid his mother goodbye and started off for school. He’d ask Hiei tonight. If he came...
****
That day after school, Shiori had once again gone out with Kurama’s father and his brother had stopped by once only to talk for a bit and then leave again. Now Kurama worked on his homework, he’d be done soon and so far he hadn’t sensed any aura at all, let alone Hiei’s. Kurama leaned back in his chair after he finished writing down the last of his report.
Looking towards the window his face turned somewhat sorrowful, maybe Hiei wouldn’t be coming tonight. It wasn’t so unusual now since Hiei seemed to think he could come and go as he pleased and not risk anything such as his place in Kurama’s heart.
But if that’s what Hiei thought, he’d be right, Kurama thought wryly. Hiei had forever stolen Kurama’s heart and he loved Hiei no matter how badly the demon may treat him. But if there was never going to be a chance of Hiei ever loving him, he needed to know. He didn’t want to forever love someone who would never even look at him and say he appreciated them being there.
Kurama undressed himself of his uniform slipped into a comfortable nightshirt and climbed beneath the blankets of his bed. He was about to fall into a restful sleep when he heard his window slide up, he had been so ready to sleep he hadn’t even realized as Hiei’s aura had approached and entered his room. Kurama immediately shot up and turned to face the fire/ice demon.
Hiei’s ruby eyes looked him over as he lay in the bed a look of slight surprise on his face. Hiei gripped the covering sheet and ripped it away from Kurama tossing it away. His eyes narrowed slightly.
Kurama; dressed in only a slightly overly large nightshirt looked up at him plant green, emerald colored eyes staring up at him, his long red hair falling over his back and shoulders like a crimson waterfall. His porcelain face clean and bright the long legs lying over the bed his entire body illuminated by the full moon, making him look like an image of an angelic statue.
“Take it off.” Hiei ordered as he semi turned and started undoing his many buckles and slipping out of his black garb, Kurama licked his lips in anticipation he had to ask him.
“Hiei?” Kurama started somewhat timidly. Hiei turned to him, he was already nude and he looked irritated that Kurama had not done the same.
“What is it you stupid fox?” Hiei quipped irritably. Kurama noted how cute he was then pouting and his full beautiful body just as perfect as it was their first time, how he wanted to go ahead and pleasure Hiei beyond possibility, but not tonight, he had to know first.
Kurama shook his head to clear it. “Hiei, I need to know something. Lately I feel like, we aren’t what we used to be, as lovers I mean. It feels more like you’re just using me for this,” Kurama’s stomach clenched slightly, “sex,” he murmured quietly, “and I want to know. Do you really just want that or do you really love me? I told you I loved you, that’s true Hiei, but I don’t want to have and love someone who doesn’t care about me, at all.”
Kurama was silent after that wondering what Hiei would answer with. After a minute Hiei snorted and started toward him in a somewhat hostile way. “Is that what this is all about?” Hiei asked his voice curling cruelly as he advanced towards Kurama who had backed himself as far away from the fire demon as was possible but was stopped by the wall and now Hiei had climbed over him and had him pinned there with nowhere else to go.
“Hiei?” Kurama asked as he tried to keep his fear down, Hiei didn’t seem angry but he seemed so much different. His eyes stayed open even as Hiei dipped his head in and pressed his lips against his own and pressing his tongue into his mouth drinking from him as a hungry animal may drink honey straight from the hive.
Kurama’s eyes went wide as he felt Hiei’s cool hand reach beneath his shirt, and between his thighs, and gripped around him and giving a tight squeeze that very near sent Kurama into a black out. He had forgotten their nightly ways had also become somewhat more forceful, at least on Hiei’s part.
Hiei’s mouth retreated from Kurama’s bearing down on his slender throat alternating with sharp bites and brutally ravishing kisses. He loved Hiei, and everything he was doing to him, and he couldn’t stop it, he wanted to know but maybe Hiei would answer him afterwards…
Kurama felt Hiei grip him by his hair and yanked his head back hard, Kurama nearly yelped at the force he used. He felt Hiei’s hard mouth clamp down, this time he could feel as the demon drew his blood, in the past three weeks Hiei seemed to have developed a taste for Kurama’s blood.
Kurama then felt his face pressed up against Hiei’s neck, his part was somewhat meager after Hiei had taken his turn but Kurama wasn’t so tired he’d collapsed. He felt Hiei’s hand leave his hair and instead moved to his hips to grind them together.
Kurama slowly started as he alternated his gentle licks and sweet kisses along Hiei’s body he could feel the demon relaxing beneath him as he dominated the situation now his caresses roaming all over Hiei’s body till it finally rested on his intimates. He started out with slight messaging that started to move steadily faster with every moment.
Eventually Kurama could feel Hiei close to climax and removed his hands. Hiei glared down at him for only a minute before he tossed his head back with a cry as Kurama replaced his hands with the soft interior stroking of his mouth. He slowly slipped upwards till he had only taken Hiei’s head and no more.
With a growl Hiei positioned himself so he was sitting upright he forcefully gripped Kurama’s head by the back of his hair and pulled him back Kurama gasped momentarily, his mouth wide open before he was shoved roughly down on Hiei’s shaft covering him entirely. He nearly gagged at this action.
Kurama felt as if he couldn’t breath, and then Hiei thrust up into him further creating a rhythm as he beat his body into Kurama’s hot wet mouth. He was suffocating, he could hear Hiei’s grunts and groans as he continued the thrusting actions into Kurama’s mouth, his other hand keeping the red heads head in place so he couldn’t back up or pull away.
Kurama was only vaguely aware that his body was soaked in sweat as his face was wet with what must have been tears. He was hurting, couldn’t Hiei see that?
Then with a final thrust that Kurama was sure went all the way down his throat Hiei climaxed into Kurama spilling the white milky seed into his body. He kept Kurama’s head held there with Hiei’s member buried into his throat before letting out a somewhat satisfied sigh and pulled Kurama off of him. Kurama gasped for air, oxygen felt wonderful in his lungs, this was the longest turn Hiei had ever made him do a B.J.
“But we’re not done yet Kurama,” Hiei’s voice purred to him. Kurama felt himself laid on his back; Kurama barely had the strength to resist against any of it. He felt Hiei’s hand encircle his own shaft and bring him to a painful erection. He felt Hiei’s already renewed hard-on prodding at his entrance. Lately Hiei had also forgotten to lubricate either of them before this point, he was about to remind him but didn’t get the chance as he felt his demon enter him. Pain shot through him as he was penetrated without warning.
Again a rhythm of thrusts came from Hiei as Kurama tried to bite back his screams. Kurama wasn’t sure of the passage of time or if he succeeded in not crying loud enough for anyone to hear them. All Kurama knew was that when he finally woke up again Hiei was getting ready to leave.
“Hiei!” Kurama called after him. The demon looked back at him nonchalantly, “Hiei? Will you answer me now? Please Hiei, I need to know…”
Hiei watched him for a minute, even with blood and semen marring him he was still so beautiful; even the way he cried was beautiful.
“Fox.” Hiei stated, “I really don’t care one way or the other. Being so unclean, you already belong to me, so does it really make a difference if I care or not?”
Hiei then leapt from the window disappearing into the darkness. Kurama didn’t follow him. The words Hiei had spoken didn’t seem to register clearly enough.
“…don’t care…unclean…belong to me…does it really make a difference…”
Every word Hiei had just spoken cut through Kurama life a steel blade, his breathing was already faster and hoarse after a minute Kurama collapsed on the floor.
****
Hiei knew he had been cruel. He knew how much Kurama cared about him. He knew he really should go back and apologize. But did he really love Kurama? When Kurama had first told him that he loved him, he hadn’t answered right then. But did he love Kurama?
He knew they had been friends for quite a long while, Kurama was a good fighter and a reliable and useful ally to him, and recently he had been sharing his bed. He knew he had hurt Kurama, maybe he had done it intentionally? But if so why? Maybe to try and get the fox to run away from him. He didn’t want to admit it even to himself but he was already afraid, as he had been opening up so much, too much. What was to keep Kurama from doing what he’d just done moments before.
He also knew this reasoning was pointless as Kurama would never do something like that. It wasn’t in Kurama’s nature, besides he was right. Where else would Kurama go? Who would love Kurama after Hiei had marked him in such a way? Kurama would always be there for him. He’d pay a visit the next night too.
Maybe he’d go easier on the fox. Maybe he’d actually apologize. But he doubted this action the most.
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Trouble L.O.L.
By 11
Chapter 01
The sun was shining and had been up for only about 3 minutes. Kurama was busy as he dressed for school brushing out his long silky red hair. He finished and put the brush down on the bathroom counter. His green eyes reflected in the mirror stared back at one another questioningly somewhat puzzled.
Hiei had been over at his house and they had made love that night after dinner. His family was out for the night, though his mother would be home by morning. He and Hiei had been a couple for nearly 6 months already and Kurama had thought they both had, had found everything they needed in each other. He knew he had but recently Hiei had been acting so strangely.
*Flashback*
Kurama stirred slightly at the sound of his window opening. He could see Hiei’s back turned to him and sat up slightly, “Hiei? Why are you leaving so early?” Kurama glanced over at his clock, it was 1:30 only 20 minutes after their love making session.
“Whatever,” Hiei muttered under his breath in his casual nonchalant way. Kurama sat up watching his lover very confused at the moment.
“Has Mokuro summoned you for a mission?” Kurama asked. He barely caught the negative grunt from Hiei indicating that wasn’t the situation. “Then what is it?”
Hiei shrugged then jumped out of his open window. Kurama threw off the sheets following him to the window, “Hiei?” he called after him looking out the window and around the neighborhood and finding no sign of his beloved fire demon. He had disappeared faster than his human form could have even seen, let alone managed to catch up to detain.
*End Flashback*
It had been like that for almost three weeks. They would make love, Hiei would leave soon after without any acknowledgment of Kurama and then return sometimes the next day or even several days later demanding another turn, Kurama would always comply.
At first he had suspected that Hiei was still just having a little trouble adjusting to being so open with another person after having closed himself for so long but he felt unsure now. It seemed more as if Hiei wasn’t even interested anymore. Nothing except for the sex where Hiei could vent out any frustrations out into Kurama’s body.
It made him feel sick inside to think that Hiei might only see him as a sex object.
To be nothing more than Hiei’s…
Whore…
It hurt to even think that, surely he was wrong, but all the signs pointed to it, he no longer had any meaning to his fire demon and now he only kept coming to him for sexual satisfaction. As long as Hiei was with him it shouldn’t matter if Hiei really loved him or was just using him, just to be able to be near the one person he loved ought to be enough but Kurama found himself not wanting that. Even if he got to be close to the one he loved to never be acknowledged never seen as anything but a toy for him to use and cast aside as he pleased sickened Kurama to the core.
Looking back at his reflection he could see his eyes had water and he was on the verge of tears. Hiei why? Do you really see… and think… of me as nothing more…
“Schuichi! Breakfast will get cold if you don’t hurry aren’t you done yet?” Shiori’s voice called from downstairs. Kurama hastily wiped away the brimming tears.
“I’m done just now, sorry. I’ll be right down.” Kurama answered back as cheerfully as he could muster to his human mother.
Turning back to his reflection he wiped away the remaining evidence of his sorrow and started downstairs where Shiori had made him a rice and small vegetables breakfast. After finishing he bid his mother goodbye and started off for school. He’d ask Hiei tonight. If he came...
****
That day after school, Shiori had once again gone out with Kurama’s father and his brother had stopped by once only to talk for a bit and then leave again. Now Kurama worked on his homework, he’d be done soon and so far he hadn’t sensed any aura at all, let alone Hiei’s. Kurama leaned back in his chair after he finished writing down the last of his report.
Looking towards the window his face turned somewhat sorrowful, maybe Hiei wouldn’t be coming tonight. It wasn’t so unusual now since Hiei seemed to think he could come and go as he pleased and not risk anything such as his place in Kurama’s heart.
But if that’s what Hiei thought, he’d be right, Kurama thought wryly. Hiei had forever stolen Kurama’s heart and he loved Hiei no matter how badly the demon may treat him. But if there was never going to be a chance of Hiei ever loving him, he needed to know. He didn’t want to forever love someone who would never even look at him and say he appreciated them being there.
Kurama undressed himself of his uniform slipped into a comfortable nightshirt and climbed beneath the blankets of his bed. He was about to fall into a restful sleep when he heard his window slide up, he had been so ready to sleep he hadn’t even realized as Hiei’s aura had approached and entered his room. Kurama immediately shot up and turned to face the fire/ice demon.
Hiei’s ruby eyes looked him over as he lay in the bed a look of slight surprise on his face. Hiei gripped the covering sheet and ripped it away from Kurama tossing it away. His eyes narrowed slightly.
Kurama; dressed in only a slightly overly large nightshirt looked up at him plant green, emerald colored eyes staring up at him, his long red hair falling over his back and shoulders like a crimson waterfall. His porcelain face clean and bright the long legs lying over the bed his entire body illuminated by the full moon, making him look like an image of an angelic statue.
“Take it off.” Hiei ordered as he semi turned and started undoing his many buckles and slipping out of his black garb, Kurama licked his lips in anticipation he had to ask him.
“Hiei?” Kurama started somewhat timidly. Hiei turned to him, he was already nude and he looked irritated that Kurama had not done the same.
“What is it you stupid fox?” Hiei quipped irritably. Kurama noted how cute he was then pouting and his full beautiful body just as perfect as it was their first time, how he wanted to go ahead and pleasure Hiei beyond possibility, but not tonight, he had to know first.
Kurama shook his head to clear it. “Hiei, I need to know something. Lately I feel like, we aren’t what we used to be, as lovers I mean. It feels more like you’re just using me for this,” Kurama’s stomach clenched slightly, “sex,” he murmured quietly, “and I want to know. Do you really just want that or do you really love me? I told you I loved you, that’s true Hiei, but I don’t want to have and love someone who doesn’t care about me, at all.”
Kurama was silent after that wondering what Hiei would answer with. After a minute Hiei snorted and started toward him in a somewhat hostile way. “Is that what this is all about?” Hiei asked his voice curling cruelly as he advanced towards Kurama who had backed himself as far away from the fire demon as was possible but was stopped by the wall and now Hiei had climbed over him and had him pinned there with nowhere else to go.
“Hiei?” Kurama asked as he tried to keep his fear down, Hiei didn’t seem angry but he seemed so much different. His eyes stayed open even as Hiei dipped his head in and pressed his lips against his own and pressing his tongue into his mouth drinking from him as a hungry animal may drink honey straight from the hive.
Kurama’s eyes went wide as he felt Hiei’s cool hand reach beneath his shirt, and between his thighs, and gripped around him and giving a tight squeeze that very near sent Kurama into a black out. He had forgotten their nightly ways had also become somewhat more forceful, at least on Hiei’s part.
Hiei’s mouth retreated from Kurama’s bearing down on his slender throat alternating with sharp bites and brutally ravishing kisses. He loved Hiei, and everything he was doing to him, and he couldn’t stop it, he wanted to know but maybe Hiei would answer him afterwards…
Kurama felt Hiei grip him by his hair and yanked his head back hard, Kurama nearly yelped at the force he used. He felt Hiei’s hard mouth clamp down, this time he could feel as the demon drew his blood, in the past three weeks Hiei seemed to have developed a taste for Kurama’s blood.
Kurama then felt his face pressed up against Hiei’s neck, his part was somewhat meager after Hiei had taken his turn but Kurama wasn’t so tired he’d collapsed. He felt Hiei’s hand leave his hair and instead moved to his hips to grind them together.
Kurama slowly started as he alternated his gentle licks and sweet kisses along Hiei’s body he could feel the demon relaxing beneath him as he dominated the situation now his caresses roaming all over Hiei’s body till it finally rested on his intimates. He started out with slight messaging that started to move steadily faster with every moment.
Eventually Kurama could feel Hiei close to climax and removed his hands. Hiei glared down at him for only a minute before he tossed his head back with a cry as Kurama replaced his hands with the soft interior stroking of his mouth. He slowly slipped upwards till he had only taken Hiei’s head and no more.
With a growl Hiei positioned himself so he was sitting upright he forcefully gripped Kurama’s head by the back of his hair and pulled him back Kurama gasped momentarily, his mouth wide open before he was shoved roughly down on Hiei’s shaft covering him entirely. He nearly gagged at this action.
Kurama felt as if he couldn’t breath, and then Hiei thrust up into him further creating a rhythm as he beat his body into Kurama’s hot wet mouth. He was suffocating, he could hear Hiei’s grunts and groans as he continued the thrusting actions into Kurama’s mouth, his other hand keeping the red heads head in place so he couldn’t back up or pull away.
Kurama was only vaguely aware that his body was soaked in sweat as his face was wet with what must have been tears. He was hurting, couldn’t Hiei see that?
Then with a final thrust that Kurama was sure went all the way down his throat Hiei climaxed into Kurama spilling the white milky seed into his body. He kept Kurama’s head held there with Hiei’s member buried into his throat before letting out a somewhat satisfied sigh and pulled Kurama off of him. Kurama gasped for air, oxygen felt wonderful in his lungs, this was the longest turn Hiei had ever made him do a B.J.
“But we’re not done yet Kurama,” Hiei’s voice purred to him. Kurama felt himself laid on his back; Kurama barely had the strength to resist against any of it. He felt Hiei’s hand encircle his own shaft and bring him to a painful erection. He felt Hiei’s already renewed hard-on prodding at his entrance. Lately Hiei had also forgotten to lubricate either of them before this point, he was about to remind him but didn’t get the chance as he felt his demon enter him. Pain shot through him as he was penetrated without warning.
Again a rhythm of thrusts came from Hiei as Kurama tried to bite back his screams. Kurama wasn’t sure of the passage of time or if he succeeded in not crying loud enough for anyone to hear them. All Kurama knew was that when he finally woke up again Hiei was getting ready to leave.
“Hiei!” Kurama called after him. The demon looked back at him nonchalantly, “Hiei? Will you answer me now? Please Hiei, I need to know…”
Hiei watched him for a minute, even with blood and semen marring him he was still so beautiful; even the way he cried was beautiful.
“Fox.” Hiei stated, “I really don’t care one way or the other. Being so unclean, you already belong to me, so does it really make a difference if I care or not?”
Hiei then leapt from the window disappearing into the darkness. Kurama didn’t follow him. The words Hiei had spoken didn’t seem to register clearly enough.
“…don’t care…unclean…belong to me…does it really make a difference…”
Every word Hiei had just spoken cut through Kurama life a steel blade, his breathing was already faster and hoarse after a minute Kurama collapsed on the floor.
****
Hiei knew he had been cruel. He knew how much Kurama cared about him. He knew he really should go back and apologize. But did he really love Kurama? When Kurama had first told him that he loved him, he hadn’t answered right then. But did he love Kurama?
He knew they had been friends for quite a long while, Kurama was a good fighter and a reliable and useful ally to him, and recently he had been sharing his bed. He knew he had hurt Kurama, maybe he had done it intentionally? But if so why? Maybe to try and get the fox to run away from him. He didn’t want to admit it even to himself but he was already afraid, as he had been opening up so much, too much. What was to keep Kurama from doing what he’d just done moments before.
He also knew this reasoning was pointless as Kurama would never do something like that. It wasn’t in Kurama’s nature, besides he was right. Where else would Kurama go? Who would love Kurama after Hiei had marked him in such a way? Kurama would always be there for him. He’d pay a visit the next night too.
Maybe he’d go easier on the fox. Maybe he’d actually apologize. But he doubted this action the most.
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