control

DISCLAIMER- "NOT MINE, NOT MINE" all characters are owned solely but their creator and I as a fan own nothing, except my imagination.

This a NC-17 (Kurama x Hiei lemon with a hint o rape sprinkled with profanity incrusted in a humor pie shell with a scoop of PWP.) Tasty. Yes.
TITLE- Control
SUMMARY- They meet they have sex, they meet again they have more sex, some words are exchanged in between this is my frist time so I tried to keep it simple.

I must train. Again, but it seems all I do these days is practice how to kill anything that pisses me off. The frist few 100 times I was quite thrilled by the alternate distraction but now I am not sure if I am happy, however I am content. The days seem to blend together like never ending cycle. Train, eat, train, sleep, train, kill something, train, sleep, train, eat, train. Boring? Perhaps, but at least I am the the one in control unlike before when that crazy fox had me caught up in one of his twisted mindfucks.

~~FLASH BACK~~

"Hiei, you're hurt again aren't you?"
'No.' I think to myself, 'I just like to bleed profusely for no reason what so ever.' I simple say "Hn"
"Sit down and give me your arm." He gentle pulls my arm straight and mindfully looks at the damage. I have two gashes one starts at the shoulder and ends half way down my left arm the other begins at my elbow and ends on the backside of my hand between my thumb and forefinger. "I can see a bit if bone" he says matter of factly. "You really need to be more careful. At least tell me you did defeat whoever or whatever you were fighting."
"Baka, I am here aren't I?"
"True you are. Done." He turns and puts his frist aid kit under his bed. He gets right in my face, the tip of his nose brush against mine he purrs, "Is there anything eles I can do for you, Hiei." he pauses for a moment drops his glaze to my bare chest smiles and adds, "Or to you?"

He is a true youko by all aspects of the word. I know I should just exit stage left but curiosity was killing this half-koorime. So, with a smile and a quick lick he was on me and needless to say I was enjoying every minute of it. He did everything I could possible image and somethings I never dreamed of but I sure in hell would from that day on.

After, he gets up and licks his lips. He slides each one of his fingers in his sinfully talented mouth. "Mmm, sweet." He hums his eyes fixed in my direction. He walks to the bathroom and gets two towels, tossing me one. "Clean up baby you are quite the mess."

He ties his hair in a high ponytail and walks back to the bathroom for a quick shower. I jump out of the his bed and follow him into the shower he simply smiles and orders me to wash his back once the water tempature is set. I do and the favor is returned. Clean, bandaged, and quite satisfied with a small diplacement of air I am out of the window and into the night. My visits from that day on always ended up the same way, a shower was needed. Evenually, I was coming even if I was not hurt.

One night, I ask, "Why are you so willing to always have me?"

"Simple." He replies as he takes off his pants, then flips me on my stomach and lifts my ass up. He just smiles dribbling warm oil on his long fingers and says, "Because you need it and I want it."

I attempt to glare at him over my shoulder at him and ask between small moans as he slides a second finger inside, "What if my needs surpass your wants?" He continues to caress my body. He adds another finger moving the three slick digits in and out at a achingly slow pace I rock back and forth on them to increase the pace. He still has not answered my question. I can hear him chuckling at my antics. I still my self, look over my shoulder at him and bark,"Well."

With a smirk he removes his fingers from my entrance and lines his rock hard cock with my wanting and well prepared hole grabs my waist slides in completly and say, "Then you will be..." Pulls out half way and slams back in, "..one horny and unsatisifeid fire baby."

I wanted to growl at him. Curse him. Kill him. Yet, all I could do is moan and squirm as he pounds mercilessly into me. He rolls back on his heels and pulling me up his lap allowing the law of gravity to take its course. He wraps his arm around my waist and grabs my thobbing sex and squeezes it kneading it rythamically between three fingers and his thumb all the while grinding his hips in small circles. The constant but changing pressure on my pleasure spot slowly drive me past the point of sanity.

"I will not call out his name." I whisper.
"I will not call out", I promise myself.
"I will not," I whimper.

I honestly didn't want to give that much satisfaction in knowing much he controlled my body. He throws me back down to all fours grabs my shoulders does ten quick hard and too deep to think straight, thursts. I try not to call out his name but I fail. "Damn." I cursed loudly mentally and quietly aloud.

He kisses me on the back leans down next to my ear and whispers though a cocky smile plastered on his face, "Stop fighting it. Two thing will always happen. One, I will always make you cum and two, you will always scream my name."

He had me hooked and I hated it but my body loved it and that annoying fact made me hate it evenmore. I decided to stop having sex cold turkey, I'll be damned if I was going to let something control my actions. I almost felt sorry for any demon that haphazardly crossed my path during my sex drought. All soon found out the hard way, that a horny fire demon with big knife is one bad combination. My way of dealing with the 'no more sex' thing is going along reasonably perfectly. Until one night, I was extremly in the need of carnal satisfaction so my desire to fuck someone over out weighed my abilty to rationalize, and I pick a fight with a very powerful demon. Very unwise on my part, granted I did beat him but not with out getting seriously hurt. I was left with a couple chocies. One, stay here and possibly die. Two, go back to him. For a split second dying really really didn't look so bad.

I tap on his window, it is early evening he is wearing green silk pajama bottoms and nothing else. Kurama dosen't even look up from his book he is reading. Still the same cocky bastard, he slowly stands up and sauters over to the window flips the latch walks away. I push the window open and sit on the sill and wait for him to say something. He doesn't. He is igorning me and I hate when people ignore me and that bastard knows it. I jump off the window sill and place my hand over my still bleeding wound until my hand is covered with blood, then I slam my bloody plam aganist the very white very clean wall. The 'thump' echoes thoughout the room. He spins around in his chair, his mouth drops open and he screams, "FUCK YOU".

I charge him and quickly remove his pants and pin him to the bed. I sit on his lower stomach and say, "You already have now it is my turn."

His eye are wide and he almost looks scared, almost. But, I think still see an unmeasurable amount of want swriling madly in his emerald eyes. My assumtion was right because a few moments later a small smile plays on his face and his once dorminate manhood starts to stir and jump suggestivly tapping my backside as it pulses. He wants it, but true to his nature he still fights me tooth and nail. Lucky for me the wounds were more superfical then I once thought. I guess I just needed to give myself a reason to come here. In a matter of minutes I am rocking into that pretty little kitsune and the gods knew I am enjoying ever second of it . He is screaming, not in pain but in pure unleashed pleasure that was about to be released until we hear a knock on his bedroom door.

"Son," his mother calls, " Is everything alright? I thought I heard you scream."

I smile as he looks up at me with pleading eyes. I kiss him on the leg that drapes smoothly over my shoulder and say in a low grumble, "Pay back is a bitch and I plan to fuck you like one." I grip his waist for leverage and wait.

He attempts in vain to answer his mother. "No, kassan I ..ahhh...." I roll in to him and rock his hips up. "I was watching tv." he quickly spits out because he is quickly losing the ability to talk or think straight.

"Alright," his mother replys and then adds, " By the way I have a old friend over and I would love it if you could come downstairs and say hello. It's Mrs. Shapuszu from the corner store. She and her lovely daughter are in the living room I told her all about you she said she just couldn't wait to meet you."

During her little speech I had been making it difficult for Kurama to answer coherently. All he could do is bite down on his lip he would have been biting on hand but I have pinned his hand over his head.

"Shuuichi" she questions "Are you coming?" She doesn't hear the 'TV' so she assumes it is off and he was just getting ready to join them so she heads downstairs.
Meanwhile behind the door, on the floor is her son covered in sweat and me slipping sliding and slamming the hell out of his tight hole. I just smirk and thought to myself he will be soon.
"Mmmm" he moaned
The fox is a natural screamer and he has been too quiet for to long he is giong to blow in 5.."Do you like?"
"Yes" he whispers
4.. "What do you need?"
"More" He begs I give it to him.
3.. "How do you want it?"
"Hard fast and deeper." He moans arching his hips up.
2.. He has already forgotten how to think he is quickly losing the ability to breathe in and out properly. He gasps for his last breath.
1.. I whisper "Do you want to come?"
"Yes, oh my gods yes I'm cumming" he screams as all is released.
"O.K." his mother innocently shouts back. "We are in the kitchen."
I want to laugh but that desire is pushed away when the more pressing desire ran through me like white heat and spills out of me and deep into him. I give him that same smug little smile he had giving me in the past. He pushes me off and states proudly, " At least I didn't call your name".
"Hn" I said as I tried to keep a striaght face "No. You just announced to your mother and her guests the moment of your sexual climax. But if you get down there quick enough they might not figure that out." Then I jump up and get him a towel and said "You're messy Fox, I could lick you clean but, I don't think you have the time." I left out the window. I was in control now and I love it.

'Now who's wants surpassed who's needs.' I think as I lean back against the tree trunk. I close my eyes and smile at my efforts and regained power.

~~END OF FLASH BACK~~

I am finished cleaning my katan I guess that crazy little fox has waited long enough I best go visit him before he j........"aaarrghhh. What the... Ummpphhh." I manage to catch my breath look up and see to a pair of golden eyes staring down at me.