Gundam Wing Fan Fiction / Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ A Thief in One Life, A Thief in the Next ❯ Pillows and Chocolate Sauce ( Chapter 21 )

A/N: I actually wrote the lemon for this chapter two summers ago and a camping trip with a couple of friends of mine. We were pretty sure that we traumatized our lovely neighbors in the next cite over. Three cheers for youkai endurance! And just for you, our dear goddess of Brodniak, you know who you are, TEST NUMBER SEVEN!

“A Thief in One Life, A Thief in the Next”

Chapter Twenty-One (Lemon Version)

Pillows and Chocolate Sauce

The room at the top of the stairs was large with two robes draped over the four-poster bed. Without any windows, torches provided all of the light in the place.

“Now this is what I call a honeymoon suite,” Kuronue joked, playfully dropping Heero onto the bed before flopping down next to him. “So, I think we’re expected to boink like rabbits now.”

Laughing, Heero rolled over to grab a pillow, hitting his new husband over the head with it. Kuronue’s eyes glinted dangerously as he reached past the human pilot to grab another. Within seconds, two children had replaced the two highly trained former terrorists as they pummeled each other, jumping on the bed like five year-olds. It wasn’t long before their legs tangled, sending both tumbling down onto the blankets, Heero landing on top of Kuronue with his hands braced on either side of the youkai’s head.

Staring into violet eyes, Heero froze. Reality was finally coming clear. Duo was his now. Slowly, he reached for the ties keeping the other’s shirt closed.

“Heero, are you sure you want to do his?” Kuronue asked, stopping Heero’s hand before he could use it to start undressing him. He wanted it more than anything, but not if there was the slightest risk of Heero regretting it later on. “I am a youkai, a demon, after all.”

Heero’s determined eyes met his questioning gaze. “I don’t care, just as long as you’re my youkai, my demon. I know what I’m doing, Duo.” The Japanese pilot used his free hand to open Kuronue’s and plant a kiss on the palm before returning to the fastenings on the chimera’s shirt. Kuronue briefly raised his arms to help Heero remove the garment, grabbing hold of Heero’s own tunic. The sound of it hitting the far wall moments later was music to his pointed ears.

Kuronue didn’t wait for any more clothes to be removed before he flipped and tackled his smaller lover, latching onto the soft lips before him in a demanding kiss. Heero opened his lips in a silent gasp, giving Kuronue’s tongue full access to his mouth, before responding to the kiss with vigor as his hands quested for the tie in the raven locks. Freed, it fell around them both in a cool waterfall.

Feeling something pressing into his stomach, Kuronue grinned and ended the kiss to stare into cobalt eyes that were shining with lust. “If I belong to you, Heero, you belong to me.”

The pilot’s pants barely intact by the time they were divested from his body and flung away to follow their tops. Licking his lips, Kuronue glanced between Heero’s hardened length and his flushed face, a flush that was only his to see.

“Mine,” the youkai said possessively before going down on the tempting offer and drawing a choked gasp from the boy beneath him as fangs carefully scraped across sensitive flesh.

Heero’s hands tangled in Kuronue’s hair as he clung desperately to reality and at least some control. It was with that thought in his mind that he moaned as the chimera deep-throated him and hummed, the vibrations moving up through his entire body and even down to his toes.

Kuronue smiled around his delicious mouthful as he felt his lover tense despite the rather painful pulling on his hair. Reaching his arms around the slender form, he cupped Heero’s rear briefly before feeling around between the pale cheeks. The slender form squirmed at the touch as the tip of one finger was pushed into the hole Kuronue had found, stopping when muscles closed around the first knuckle.

Blue eyes that had been closed in pleasure snapped open to glare down furiously at his lover, who winked before suddenly shoving the finger the rest of the way in as far as it would go and moving it around inside until a jolt went down Heero’s spine as Kuronue found a particular bundle of nerves. It was with a scream that he climaxed, exploding into the chimera’s mouth only to have it swallowed greedily.

Heero was released from those exquisite lips only to have them pressed against his own again, the flavor of his prior release still present. The distraction served to keep him relaxed long enough for a second finger to be inserted alongside the first, doubling the size of the intrusion. A third followed soon after.

“Your fingers are cold,” Heero managed to gasp out before moaning as they came in contact with his prostate once again, causing him to harden.

Kuronue leaned in close to whisper low into his ear. “Then warm them up.”

Shivering, Heero began to move himself on his lover’s fingers. With his eyes shut, the human failed to notice the youkai ridding himself of his own pants and positioning himself behind Heero. Kuronue started to move his fingers rapidly inside Heero, drawing deep moans from the boy.

“Duo,” Heero panted, trying to hold back, “If you don’t slow down, I won’t be able to-”

“Don’t worry, Heero, everything will be fine,” Kuronue murmured, nipping on the tender skin at the base of Heero’s neck before moving to the shell of his ear. He wrapped his spare hand around Heero’s length and gave it a soft squeeze.

It was just enough to send the pilot over the edge into ecstasy, spilling over pale fingers.

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Downstairs, Quatre was turning a rather unhealthy shade of red as he felt the emotions rolling off his friends in waves. The tree next to the stairs had started to grow moments after Heero and Kuronue had vanished up the stairs, and grew larger and more flowery with each passing moment.

When Kurama entered the room, his eyes flew directly to the growing plant. An amused glint entered his eyes. “Somehow I have a feeling it’s a good thing that the room I gave Kuronue is soundproof.”

“What is this plant?” Quatre asked, hoping for a distraction. “I’ve never seen it before.”

“Not surprising. I breed it myself from several Makai plants,” Kurama said. ‘They feed off of the energy produced during intercourse and, dried, the flowers make a powerful healing salve for sore muscles.”

If possible, the blonde’s blush deepened. “You mean it-”

“Exactly,” the kitsune finished with a smirk. “The more energy produced, the stronger the salve. Well, Hiei should be missing me by now, so I’ll be off to bed. Sleep well.”

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Kuronue gently held his lover as Heero’s trembling slowed to a stop, the boy pressed against his bare chest with one arm while the other was still wrapped around Heero’s softened member, thumb rubbing small circles around the tip.

Still breathing heavily, Heero unclenched his hands from the sheets and pulled Kuronue’s arm from around him, guiding the hand to his hips. “I’m ready, Duo.”

Nodding, Kuronue helped Heero to lean back until he was lying face-up on the bed with the chimera between his legs, which were hooked over his shoulders, almost touching the black wings. Poised to enter, Kuronue stopped to meet Heero’s eyes, which were already locked on him.

“I love you,” Kuronue whispered, grabbing hold of thin hips.

Heero tried to relax, readying himself for the inevitable pain. “I know. Just do it.”

Kuronue thrust forward and buried himself completely in a single movement, making both males cry out in a mixture of pain and unbelievable pleasure. Despite the instincts that told Kuronue to start pounding Heero into the bed, he held still, giving his smaller lover time to adjust to the rather large intrusion. Underneath him, Heero was finding it difficult to breathe, much less hold onto coherent thought. He’d never believed it possible to feel so filled, so complete.

“Are you alright?” Kuronue asked, running a hand through messy bangs in worry that he’d hurt Heero by acting so quickly.

“Just move,” Heero grunted, wrapping his arms around Kuronue.

The youkai leaned down to gently kiss him, slowly withdrawing until only the head of his length remained inside Heero’s opening. Then, just as quickly as before, he slammed down again, this time hitting Heero’s spot dead on and sending sparks into his eyes. Heero’s nails dug into the skin on his back as he repeated the motion again and again, passionately exploring Heero’s mouth with his tongue at the same time. The pilot’s cries filled the air whenever he was let go to breathe, moving his hips in time to meet Kuronue’s thrusts and deepen them as far as they could go. The chimera took his cue and began to thrust harder, fingers gripping Heero’s hips hard enough to leave bruises. As he felt the muscles tightening around him, Kuronue thrust hard once last time before Heero came, splashing them both with his release.

Feet interlocked and wrapped firmly around his lover’s neck, Heero flopped down onto the bed, chest rapidly falling and rising as he tried to catch his breath. It was with that change of position that he noticed something. The member that remained within him was still hard. Kuronue had not finished. “You- you’ve got to be kidding.”

“Afraid not, love,” Kuronue said, lifting a hand from Heero’s hips to wipe the sweat that threatened to run into the human’s eyes away. “Just remember, you started this. On your knees.”

Seeing the expression in his lover’s eyes, Heero thought better than to disobey, shifting position as a still-hard length was pulled out, the friction making his loins stir again slightly. Moving behind him, Kuronue supported himself on one arm, the other reaching around to hold three fingers in front of Heero’s mouth. “Suck, and try to get them as wet as you can.”

Heero opened his mouth and took in the fingers. He suddenly smirked and began to swath his tongue around them as Kuronue had to his length earlier, running it along the undersides and shoving it between the pale digits. Kuronue pulled his fingers away, leaning over Heero to nest his chin on Heero’s shoulder, nibbling on his right ear, tongue tracing the curve before delving in and making Heero gasp with pleasure as fangs just barely grazed the skin. “Heero, you might want to be careful when teasing the demon.”

He plunged the wet fingers into Heero, wriggling them around until Heero was hard again. Passage prepared, he positioned his member just outside the pilot’s entrance, head barely bumping against the sensitive flesh. The freed arm served to hold Heero still beneath him, unable to thrust back and impale himself. Kuronue pressed forward slowly into his lover, controlling his speed with an iron will. Within his grip, Heero struggled to move backwards and speed up the penetration in vain. He whimpered as Kuronue inched forward with such maddening slowness, all the time imitating what Heero wanted him to do in the human’s rounded ears, occasionally nipping the flesh.

“Duo, please,” he whispered, the urge to be pounded into growing almost painful.

“Please what, love?” Kuronue asked low in his ear before moving to pay tribute to the pale neck that was offered to him.

“You know what, dammit!” Heero yelped as Kuronue bit down at the base of his throat. It wasn’t hard enough to puncture the skin, but it wasn’t all that comfortable either. “Duo?”

“You have no idea how hard it is to resist marking you, love,” Kuronue said, licking the red spot left by the bite. “I warned you about teasing a demon. Now, please what?”

Heero twisted his neck to stare into the violet eyes of his lover incredulously. Behind the sheen of lust, he could see a mischievous twinkle. There would be no way Heero could win in this. “Please, fuck me now, and hard!”

Kuronue’s smile couldn’t have been wider as he pulled back, repositioning himself to the angle he knew he would need and slamming into Heero with such force that he nearly collapsed, screaming in both extreme pain and tremendous pleasure. The chimera had to hold Heero up as he went limp, but this proved too much for either of them as Kuronue needed both arms to hold himself up off of his lover, allowing Heero to lie flat on the bed, raising his hips in matching rhythm with Kuronue, who showed the human no unwanted mercy.

Heero came moments before Kuronue did, finally spilling his load into his lover’s body and collapsing down on top of him, covering the pilot’s body with his own for a few moments before rolling off to avoid crushing the human boy.

Lying next to him, Kuronue wrapped his arms around Heero, drawing him close and covering his face with gentle kisses. “However I resisted simply jumping you for all these years, I’ll never figure out. I love you, Heero.”

The human boy rewarded his lover with a rare and peaceful smile, lids slowly closing over blue eyes. In no time at all, Heero’s heavy breathing evened out. He was asleep.

Kuronue smiled down at his slumbering lover, basking in the warm afterglow for a few moments before slipping silently from the bed. He pulled on a robe Kurama had set out for him before returning to the side of the bed and placing an oddly chaste kiss on Heero’s brow. With another smile, he left the room, locking the door behind him.

The early morning sun shown through the castle windows as he passed them, intent on seeking out the kitchens. Heero would be hungry when he woke up, not to mention that the chimera still had plans for the sleeping pilot. Kuronue’s peaceful smile split into a wide and mischievous grin as he spotted a certain European man sitting at one of the many tables in the kitchen.

“Morning,” he sang out, both to Trowa and the demon cook who watched him closely. Breakfast wasn’t ready yet and no one would be snitching. Not even her king was allowed. “Mind if I take some fruit with me up to my room? Heero and I’ll be missing breakfast… and possibly lunch.”

The cook smiled, understanding, as Trowa’s eyes widened, making the connection as well. “Go right ahead. Oh, and may I suggest the chocolate syrup? It seems to be a favorite of Kurama-sama and Hiei-sama’s.”

“So it was your fault,” Trowa said, nursing a large mug of coffee.

Kuronue’s innocent expression fooled no one. “What was my fault?”

Trowa fixed him with a stare. “You know that Quatre’s an empath.”

The cook nodded as Kuronue sent her a wide-eyed glance and the chimera burst out laughing. “He jumped you? Quatre, sweet and innocent Quatre, actually jumped you?”

Trowa didn’t answer, but the blush staining his cheeks was enough of an answer for Kuronue. His laughter was only interrupted when the cook pressed several items into his hands, which included a bowl of fruit and jar of chocolate syrup.

“I have a feeling that my silver lord will have his work cut out for him when those two are finished,” she said, watching the chimera leave with an added spring to his step. “Especially since his room wasn’t exactly silent last night either.”

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Heero was still asleep when Kuronue reentered the bedroom, only halfway covered by blankets. The torchlight only served to set off the human’s already golden skin from hours in the sun, making him seem to glow. The chimera glanced between the items in his arms and his lover on the bed, a mischievous and slightly lecherous smile growing on his face.

Setting the fruit down on the bedside table and shrugging off the robe, Kuronue took the chocolate in hand and crawled across the bed to where Heero lay, slowly pulling the blanket the rest of the way off. Otherwise, it’d have been in his way. Encouraged by the fact that the pilot hadn’t been awaken by the motion, he dipped one hand into the jar and began to smear chocolate over Heero’s bare chest, holding his tongue between his teeth in concentration. The human man moaned quietly in his sleep, making Kuronue freeze briefly before it was clear that Heero wasn’t waking up. Breathing a sigh in relief, he wasn’t finished yet, Kuronue continued down the pilot’s body, taking great care to cover every inch of Heero’s skin and filling every crease on his stirring member. When he was finished, Heero was utterly covered in chocolate from the neck down, looking like the tastiest desert Kuronue had ever laid his eyes (and hands) upon. In a flash of wickedness, he dug four silk scarves from the closet, typing his human’s arms and legs to the bedposts, checking the bonds carefully to make sure the weren’t too tight, but so that Heero wouldn’t be able to get out of them without help either. Satisfied, he sat back on his heels to decide just where to start.

As though summoned by Kuronue’s thoughts, Heero craned his head back, exposing his throat to the demon besides him. The offer was too temping of one for Kuronue to resist as he crawled on all fours to hover over the sleeping body beneath him. Shifting down, he hungrily started to clean off the messy chocolate in strong, suckling licks.

Heero’s eyes snapped open as the chimera’s lips closed in around his juggler, a wet tongue teasingly moving over his skin. He gasped in pleasure, trying to arch into the treatment when he noticed the restraints. “Duo?”

The demon didn’t answer right away, moving his attentions up to trace his tongue around the insides of Heero’s ear, the skin a pleasant mix of salt and sweet. “Hm?”

“Why am I- ah!” Heero tried to keep his mind focused despite what his lover was doing to him. “Why am I tied up?”

Kuronue cupped his face in both hands before chocolate covered lips descended up on his own and Heero found himself unable to ask any more questions as his mouth was fairly ravaged, his loud moans being swallowed by the winged being above him. Pulling back slightly so that their lips barely brushed each other, Kuronue smiled. “I felt like it. Hope you don’t mind.”

If Heero did mind, he lost his chance to protest when his lover slid down his body, the friction on his member drawing a gasp from the blue-eyed boy, to claim hold of a nipple between his teeth, gently nipping the peaked flesh. Heero moaned loudly as Kuronue’s tongue made hot tracks across his chest, cleaning every inch of skin he encountered, the occasional touches of fang drawing yelps from the chimera’s ‘dessert.’

“Now I know what you are,” Heero growled when the demon’s attentions returned to his throat. “You’re a fucking vampire.”

“Can I help it that you taste so good, Hee-chan?” Kuronue asked with exaggerated innocence, an effect spoiled when he ground his hips hard against Heero’s.

“Should I worry about the stories of youkai eating people?” Heero asked once the sparks in his eyes caused by their lengths rubbing together, painfully stiff once again.

“Not from me,” the chimera said, shifting his head down to clean a track across Heero’s stomach. “Not like that, anyway. I prefer my human flesh to be alive.”

Once the human was clean from the waist up, with the exception of the matching handprints on his face, Kuronue began to make his slow way down the inside of Heero’s spread thighs, worshiping the quivering flesh with his mouth.

Struggling to remember to breath, Heero fought against the bonds that kept him from either helping himself or speeding the thief’s progress toward his aching need.

Kuronue, however, seemed to see no reason to hurry as he worked down one leg and started up the next without changing his pace. At long last, he took pity on his smaller lover and dipped down to lick the tip of Heero’s member, causing it to twitch in reaction. Casting a glance up the pilot’s body to his flushed face, he found lust-glazed eyes watching him. Smiling, Kuronue ran his tongue up the underside of the chocolate covered flesh before engulfing the tip, licking it roughly as though his favorite sucker.

Absorbed in the wonderful flavor of Heero mixed with chocolate, Kuronue didn’t pay attention to the sounds of tearing cloth until a pair of hands, smaller and rougher than his own, buried themselves in his hair, holding his head down firmly. The demon took more of the heated flesh in until his nose was nestled in pubic hair, when he started moving up and down on the length, in a sense riding Heero. With a keening wail, the human released into his demonic lover’s mouth, the thick liquid sliding down his throat for a second time.

Kuronue allowed Heero’s limp member to slide from his mouth as he rose to his knees, licking his lips to get every last trace of taste. In front of him, Heero had sat up, the bonds from around his wrists lying torn on the sheets. Leaning forward to place a quick kiss on Heero’s lips, Kuronue slit the remaining bonds with his claws. “I love you so much, Heero.”

Heero’s eyes were fixed on a spot between Kuronue’s legs, where the youkai’s neglected length still stood stiffly. “Duo, could I…?”

Smiling, Kuronue stretched his legs on either side of Heero and leaned back until his back rested on the bed. “I’m yours, remember? Do what you wish.”

Leaning forward, Heero took an experimental taste of the flesh presented to him before wrapping a hand around the base. Kuronue’s back arched in response to the touch as he moaned, hands clenching in the sheets. He was determined to let Heero control his first time… to an extent.

Taking Kuronue’s earlier movements as a guide, Heero wrapped his lips around the head, swirling his tongue around it. As much as he hated to admit it, the demon was larger than he was, and the human doubted that he could take in quite as much as Kuronue had.

“Don’t worry love, you’re doing fine,” the chimera panted, sensing Heero’s uncertainty.

Encouraged, Heero moved his hands to wrap around Kuronue’s hips, pulling himself further down on the thief, swallowing as he went and sucking in his cheeks to create a vacuum around the heated member. Kuronue gasped, hands almost flying to grasp in Heero’s hair before he caught himself. Control yourself, thief-boy. It was then that Heero started humming. To hell with control!

The human man jumped when long fingers clenched in his hair, urging him to take in more of Kuronue as the chimera gasped for breath above him, blood roaring in his ears. With one long suck, Kuronue came, startling Heero with the sudden mouthful of his lover’s release.

Wrapping an arm around Heero’s waist, Kuronue pulled him up for a rough and passionate kiss, their individual flavors mingling in their mouths along with the lingering taste of chocolate.

“Duo,” Heero whispered in the hair’s width between their lips as they came up for a moment’s breath. “I want you to mark me.”

The chimera jerked back, purple eyes wide in surprise. “What? Who told you-”

“I want you to mark me,” he repeated, grabbing Kuronue’s forelocks to pull him back. “Your brother explained it to me, so I know what I’m doing, Duo. Simple marriage won’t be enough, not when I’ll only live for so long. I want to be your mate, in the truest sense of the word. Please.”

Releasing his hair from the human’s hands, Kuronue smiled, tilting Heero’s chin up for a gentle kiss. “You have no idea how long I’ve been dreaming of you saying those words, beloved.” The chimera rolled them over, so that he hovered over Heero, who was lying on the bed beneath him, still breathing heavily. “I’ll warn you though. Whatever gods designed the mating processes for demons did not want them mating with humans. Since you’re willing, this will be painful, no matter what I do to try to null the pain for you. If you’d been unwilling and I’d mated with you, it’d be painful for me. There’s nothing we can do about that.”

“I know, and I don’t care,” Heero said, staring up into violet eyes. “Neither of us are new to pain, Duo. What do we have to do?”

“How about we just do it and I explain later?” Kuronue suggested, lowering himself to lie directly on Heero, heated bodies pressing against each other. It was then that the demon cursed, drawing back again.

“What is it?” Heero asked, growing frustrated with the new stall.

“We’ll need Hiei to create a mental barrier around the room first,” the chimera explained, getting off the bed and retrieving the robe from where he’d left it. “Quatre’s an empath, remember? According to Trowa, just being in the same castle as us, not to mention my dear brother and in-law, was enough of an aphrodisiac to make him actually jump bang-boy. While that’s all in good fun, I don’t want for him to have to feel what’s going to happen next.”

Heero pinked slightly, though it was hard to see against the flush already present on his face. “Quatre felt…”

“Just the gist of it, not the exact physical sensations,” Kuronue assured him, flashing a grin that showed quite a bit of fang. Combing his hair into some semblance of order with his claws, he leaned forward and gave his future mate a quick kiss, pulling away before things carried further. He did need to go see Hiei that morning, er, afternoon, after all. “I’ll be back soon, beloved, and I’m locking the door behind me. Wouldn’t want some random youkai wandering in and catching you when you’re unable to walk.”

“Hey, where’s Hiei?” the thief asked, grabbing hold of the first person he came across in the hallway.

Catching the scent that floated heavily around Kuronue, the young demoness flushed dark blue all the way to the tips of her finned ears. “He’s probably in the kitchens. A fresh load of ice cream was delivered this morning.”

Yelling back a thanks, the chimera ran back down to the kitchens, reminding himself to thank the cook when he saw her.

“Hiei, I need a favor,” he said immediately upon entering the vast room. True to the girl’s words, the diminutive fire demon was seated at the counter with a large bowl of ice cream before him, already halfway eaten. “As one lover of sharp, pointy objects to another.”

“What is it?” Hiei asked without looking up from his bowl.

Sitting on the other side of the counter across from his brother in-law, Kuronue rested his chin on folded arms, his best puppy eyes shining full on against him. “I need you to set up a barrier around my room.”

Smirking, Hiei met Kuronue’s eyes. “So he agreed then.”

“Agreed?” Kuronue asked, running a hand through his hair. “He asked! Demanded more like it.”

“I’ll do it,” the hi-koorime said with a sharp nod. “Now scram.”

Saluting Hiei, Kuronue sped back up to his room, feeling the barrier snap up behind him as he crossed the threshold. “Mission accomplished, Hee-chan. Now, where’d we leave off?”

“I was about to give my soul over to a demon, I believe,” Heero said with a smirk, shoving the blankets that he’d pulled over himself while waiting back off. “And a particularly sadistic one at that.”

“Ah yes, the human sacrifice,” Kuronue smirked, untying the robe belt and allowing the silk to slide slowly from his shoulders to pool on the ground near his feet. “Now, we’ve completed five of the things that need to be done in what appears to be the way we’ve chosen, and there’s just two to go, along with the marking itself.”

“Magic number seven, Duo?” Heero asked, lying stomach up on the bed as Kuronue resumed his earlier position, grinding their hips together to repair what his absence had done to their erections. Gasping in pleasure, he spread his legs to wrap them around the chimera’s hips, causing Kuronue’s member to brush against his entrance.

“Where do you think humans connected it to the supernatural?” Kuronue asked, brushing a thumb over Heero’s lips. The human opened his mouth accordingly and three fingers were slipped in to be coated thoroughly with saliva.

No more words were exchanged as Heero was prepared once again for penetration, Kuronue nursing gently on the base of his neck all the while. The skin under the chimera’s lips began to tingle, sending a thrill up Heero’s spine. Kuronue moved from his lover’s throat to his mouth just as he thrust up and entered Heero fully, swallowing the human’s gasp.

“No turning back,” Kuronue whispered. “And no stopping until it’s over.”

“No turning back,” Heero agreed. The human braced himself.

Without giving Heero any more time to adjust, the chimera began to roughly pound in and out of him with almost bruising force, drawing both screams and moans from his lover. No mercy was shown to either side of the couple and it wasn’t long before Heero climaxed, the muscles clenching around Kuronue’s member only causing him to speed up in his thrusts and tighten his grip on Heero, holding the human to him so closely that it became difficult to tell where one ended and one began. Just as he was about to come, Kuronue froze, his tip the only part left inside Heero.

“Submit,” the chimera growled. Heero met his eyes, shining in lust and nearly savage desire.

“I submit,” Heero whispered, voice hoarse.

“Then brace yourself, beloved,” Kuronue whispered, voice gentle again and almost pitying. As the demon thrust back in and fangs sank into the skin at the base of his neck, Heero’s world dissolved into pain and pleasure, each trying to override the other as the Japanese man’s voice rose in a long, continuous scream. The two released simultaneously, the force of the climax tearing both of their breath’s away as they clung to each other for dear life, tears running down both of their faces, Kuronue’s soaking into the wound on Heero’s neck.

As the wave passed, they continued to hold each other, shaking. Slowly and carefully as not to tear the already damaged skin, Kuronue released his bite, moving up to kiss his mate and show him a taste of his own blood, blood that now contained both tears of a chimera. When he started to pull out of the human boy, Heero stopped him.

“Not yet, just leave it in there for now,” Heero murmured, exhaustion taking over his body. “I want to feel you when I wake up, so I can know that it wasn’t just a dream.”

“I think your aching muscles will be able to tell you that,” Kuronue countered, but did as told anyway. He wasn’t quite ready to separate from Heero either. Heero, his mate for all of time. His. “Mine.”

Wrapped in each other’s arms and around each other’s souls, the two mates fell into a blissful slumber.

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“The mating was successful,” Hiei said, opening his normal eyes as he closed the jagan. It’s warding of the room was no longer needed. The fire demon turned to address one of his higher-ranking staff members. “In eight hours, mark off the hallways between their room and the nearest baths. Have one ready and then stay away from that area.”

“Yes, Hiei-sama,” the demon said with a deep bow, stepping back and blending with the shadows.

“It would seem that I have another younger sibling,” Kurama said, smiling softly. He was proud of his little brother, and glad that he’d managed to find a mate as perfect for Kuronue as Hiei was for him. “As do you.”

“One was enough to worry about,” Hiei grumbled lightheartedly. “At least that baka isn’t around to molest Yukina anymore.”

(Somewhere in the Reikai, a ghost sneezed. He cast a suspicious glance down toward the living world. It just had to be the shrimp.)

“Don’t be so cruel,” the kitsune chided gently, teasing his mate’s ear. “Come back to bed.”

Smirking, Hiei did as ordered. Even he was no match for the seductions of the legendary silver fox.

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Waking slowly, Kuronue sighed, starting to stretch before the heat around his length reminded him of just what position he’d fallen asleep in. Grinning possessively, the chimera leaned over to kiss the still dosing human that now belonged to him, and him alone. The friction caused by the movement made Heero moan in his sleep, body slowly responding. With a laugh, he started to work his arm free from its entrapment beneath the former soldier. It was then that he noticed a note taped to his hand.

Dear Kuronue,

Congratulations on your mating. Hiei and I wish you both happiness. In the meantime, we’ve had a bath drawn up for the two of you, and the hallways between here and there marked off, so there’s no need to get dressed. I’ve left another present in there for you. Well, it’s actually more for Heero, but I believe that you will enjoy it as well.

Your brother,

Yoko Kurama, king of thieves

“That sneaky bastard,” Kuronue muttered, a smirk forming on his lips. He’s make up his mind on whether to thank or murder the fox later. “No need to get dressed, eh? Then I guess no need to wake Heero either.”

Biting back a loud groan of pleasure as he moved, still fully sheathed in the sleeping boy, Kuronue arranged him so that he could sit up. The chimera frowned. There was no way he could carry Heero with the boy facing him without pulling out, and he had been asked to stay inside his mate until he awoke.

An idea struck the thief and he laid back down, sitting Heero up on top of him. Amazingly, he slept on, moaning in his sleep. The next part was trickier, as it involved resisting the urge to flip them over and start off where they’d left off the night before, bath be damned. Pulling Heero partially off of him, he turned the pilot around so that he faced away from Kuronue. The sensation from Heero literally rotating on him nearly broke the demon’s resolve, as did pulling him back down flush against his chest.

“I don’t know if I can make it,” Kuronue panted, resting for a moment before attempting to stand up. Arranged as they were, he couldn’t even take care of the stiffness he was definitely feeling inside of Heero. The mortal’s wiggling didn’t exactly help either. “Sheesh, you sure can sleep when you’re tired, love.”

Wrapping one arm beneath Heero’s knees and the other under his arms to keep him up, Kuronue shakily got to his feet. Each step sent more and more blood into his member, leaving less and less for his brain to work with. By the time he reached the promised bathing room, the youkai could barely see for the lust-induced haze that clouded his eyes. The large bathtub set in the floor felt wonderful as he sunk into it, careful to keep Heero’s head above water.

As Kuronue held dead still in attempt to calm his body down, Heero started to stir awake, blue eyes blinking sleepily open. “Duo?”

“Here always, beloved,” Kuronue murmured, resting his chin on Heero’s damp shoulder, the opposite one from where his bite had stopped bleeding while they’d slept. So much for calming down. “Until the end of time.”

“It’s true then,” Heero whispered, relief and overwhelming joy in those three words. Content to lay on his breathing bed, he glanced around the room, confused. “How did we get there?”

“I carried you, Hee-chan, and believe me, it wasn’t easy to resist simply taking advantage of you while you were out. Armageddon wouldn’t have awoken you,” the chimera said with a gentle laugh, his breath tickling Heero’s ear. “Even after everything it went through last night, at least I think it was last night, your body was still responding to mine. I can’t begin to image how sore you are now though.”

“There’s more than one reason I’m avoiding moving, Duo,” Heero said with a small groan. He’d noticed Kuronue’s aroused state as well. “Gods, is there no end to your libido?”

“Not when I just walked down a hallway while still inside you, and that was after turning you around on me,” Kuronue said, smiling as he started to nibble on Heero’s ear, which was rapidly changing colors as the human blushed. “Besides, if I’m correct with what’s in that bottle over there, you’ll be glad to have me hard and slamming into you. It works better with friction.” He pulled out a little and shoved back in as if to stress the word, making Heero gasp out.

The demon barely managed to reach the bottle with the tips of his fingers, pulling it over to an easier to reach spot.

“What is it?” Heero asked, glancing at it from behind partially lowered lids.

“A salve to relax sore muscles,” Kuronue purred, running his tongue around the inside of Heero’s ear and making the human shiver. “It works the best when applied internally, directly where the stress comes from.” He paused in thought. “It also makes a good aphrodisiac, now that I think about it.”

“I’d like- ah! -to be able to walk again the near future, Duo,” Heero tried to growl, but his gasps of pleasure as Kuronue’s hands found what they were seeking between his legs, already half hard, ruined the effect.

“I do believe that that’s one of the reasons I’m doing this, love,” Kuronue replied. “Now, as much as I hate to do it, I’m going to have to pull out of you for a moment to apply the salve. But don’t worry, I’ll be right back.”

Heero moaned as he was lifted off of his mate’s member and gently set down over the edge of the tub, the human’s muscles too limp to move his limbs on their own. An arm across his back kept him from slipping too far in the water and he was thankful for the aid for once.

Kuronue uncorked the bottle one handed and the bathroom was filled with the scent of the tree that Kurama had jokingly named ‘Morning After.’ Pouring some onto his fingers, he began to slowly massage circles over Heero’s lower back, going further down the mortal’s body with each pass until his fingers were circling the space he’d paid so much attention to the night (day?) before.

Heero was on fire. Just what was in that salve? He was about to demand the answer when a fingertip dipping into him made the blue-eyed boy go rigid, especially after a second and third joined the first. Heated lips pressed against the base of his spine before the fingers were pulled out and Kuronue’s arm moved from across his back to around his stomach, lifting the boy back onto his lap and allowed Heero to lean his head against his chest.

The youkai’s erection bumping against his entrance sent tingles throughout Heero’s body, an added effect of the salve no doubt, since otherwise he’d have been too sore to feel much of anything. As he was slowly impaled, Heero bit his tongue to stop from moaning. It’d make his partner go faster, and like he’d said before, he did like walking.

“It’s alright, Heero, you don’t have to keep it in,” Kuronue murmured, nuzzling Heero’s uninjured shoulder as his hands pulled the boy further down on him. “I’ll be gentle, promise. I’ll never hurt you intentionally again. We can go your speed, when you’re ready.”

Heero would have nodded if he’d been able to do anything other than try to remember how to breathe through the waves of heat driving over him. Fully seated, the two rested for a moment before Heero moved, bracing his arms shakily on Kuronue’s thighs, just next to where his own legs crossed over the demon’s. Violet and blue eyes met in silent understanding before Kuronue took his hands from where they’d been gripping Heero’s hips, laying them compliantly at his sides.

“Just tell me what to do,” Heero whispered.

“Just do what feels right and don’t be afraid,” Kuronue replied.

Nodding, Heero pushed himself up, gasping at the friction as well as the sight presented to him. Kuronue had thrown his head back with a moan, baring his pale throat to the steamy air. Distracted, Heero’s hands slipped on the wet skin, gravity slamming him back over Kuronue’s member. A shock of pleasure shot through both human and youkai. Panting, he clung to the chimera, forehead pressed against his chest. “I don’t think I have enough energy to finish it myself.”

“Do you want me to take over, before the salve takes complete effect?” Kuronue asked, brushing a kiss across Heero’s lips as he brought the pilot’s face up to look at him. The blue eyes held complete trust and he nodded. Gripping the human’s hips again, Kuronue began to pull Heero up and down his length until they both climaxed, causing Heero to go limp against him as he pulled out, still holding his mate close. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned before the presentation.”

“Presentation?” Heero asked, nearly cross-eyed with exhaustion. He’d heard it mentioned, but it hadn’t been explained to him.

“Hold your breath,” Kuronue instructed before quickly dunking his mate to get his hair wet. “Yes, presentation. I have to present you as my mate. Don’t worry; you can take a short nap. I won’t let you drown.”

Nodding, Heero’s eyes slid shut as his breathing evened out. Smiling, Kuronue continued in his task, barely believing what had happened. Heero was his. Eat your heart out, Relena.