Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / InuYasha Fan Fiction ❯ Honor Among Thieves ❯ Sycophant ( Chapter 2 )

Disclaimer: I own neither the works of Rumiko Takahashi, nor the works of Yoshihiro Togashi.

 

Note: 2nd of 3.

 

 

~Honor Among Thieves~

 

 

 

 

Hiei often had moments when he wondered just how his life would have been changed had he not chanced to run across the young “human” boy calling himself Minamino Shuuichi.

 

Questioning as to how even that would have been different had Youko Kurama not have been the soul inhabiting the young human body. Then how would it have changed had they not entered the service of Reikai. And mostly, would it have killed him to ignore the perverted kitsune's repeated attempts to enter a more intimate relationship?

 

Of course, those thoughts had a tendency to run together. But still, out of all those questions. There was definitely one that had a habit of standing out amongst the others.

 

Hiei blinked, startled out of his introspection when his senses belatedly noted a change of scenery. Confused as to why he was currently staring straight at the energetic pair making use of the miko's raised bed. He'd barely processed the sight and restored his equilibrium when Kagome's back arched. Her head fell back, and she moaned the kitsune's name yet again.

 

A sharp scowl of irritation crossing Hiei's features when he realized the tree he'd been resting in was no longer the same distance away from her window as it had previously been. But not only that, the new angle of the branch he'd chosen to recline on gave him a completely uninterrupted view straight into the bedroom.

 

Now he found himself reluctantly staring at the miko astride Kurama's lap. Snorting when the kitsune leaned back just enough to make it more obvious to his orchestrated audience that his cock was buried deep inside her. Hiei blinked again, tilting his head as Kurama cupped her breast and circled her nipple with his thumb.

 

Just why in all the flaming layers of Hell do I agree to come with him when I know he's going to spend all night doing nothing but fucking her?

 

Kurama's eyes opened just enough for the piercing sliver of gold in the shadows of the room to catch Hiei's attention. The hybrid clenched his jaw when Kurama shot him a disturbingly devilish smile. His hands slid around her back and pulled Kagome against his chest. Kurama dipped his head to the slope of her neck, holding the hybrid's gaze in a silent dare.

 

Hiei felt an unwelcome stab of lust when the fractured moonlight glinted off Kurama's fangs. It was nearly hypnotic to watch. Subconsciously following the points scraping down the side of her neck… Unaware of the way his eyes darkened as they traced the raised, pink lines left behind on that almost luminescent, pale skin.

 

The branch creaked beneath him and Hiei snapped free of the bizarre enthrallment. Glaring down at himself at the telling way he was leaning forward, he turned the dark frown on the smirking kitsune.

 

Hiei started to rise only to find the branches twisting constrictively about his ankles. Dammit, Kurama-!

 

Stay.

 

Hiei clenched his fists at the patently seductive purr Kurama was injecting into his thoughts. He purposefully dropped his chin slowly toward his chest in an instinctive gesture of intimidation. Eyes narrowing severely, he met the kitsune's challenging golden stare. Let me go.

 

So you can run away? Kurama slid his hand over Kagome's shoulder and threaded his fingers through her hair. The miko visibly shivered when his nails slowly shifted back into claws. The razor points grazed across her chin as he dragged the thick mass forward to bare her pale back to Hiei's steady gaze. One brow arched, Kurama reached around to trace his fingertips up her spine. Where's the fun in allowing that, Hiei?

 

How many times are you going to force me to repeat that I will not be a part of your sex life? Hiei's lip curled up off his teeth in a snarl of mounting frustration.

 

There is a woman involved this time. Kurama punctuated that reminder by rocking his hips up with more force. Smirking as Kagome arched her back, answering the thrust with a low moan. You even like her.

 

I don't dislike her, Hiei corrected. It's hardly the same thing.

 

Kurama's laughter held a wicked edge as he wrapped his fingers around the back of Kagome's neck. Do you think you can fool me? Especially after all this time? The tips of his claws pressed against her skin as his eyes flashed dark, wicked scarlet. You wouldn't be so angry if watching us fuck didn't get you hard.

 

Hiei gritted his teeth as he swallowed a furious growl. Refusing to let the kitsune see just how badly he managed to get to him with that taunt. Hiei's hand closed around the hilt of his katana. Drawing the blade silently, he had every intention of slicing off the entire branch. He twisted with his arm raised in preparation to make the strike, only to freeze. Mouth slowly falling open and eyes widening.

 

The kitsune was obviously waiting for him to look. The smile on his unnaturally beautiful face had turned dark and openly malicious. Sending a chill down Hiei's spine as those unblinking golden eyes flashed again.

 

Capturing Hiei's attention, Kurama dipped his head a second time. Sliding his tongue up the side of Kagome's neck in a lazy caress and slowly sinking his teeth deep into the taut muscle. Kagome hadn't done more than moan deeply in response when Kurama dragged the hand on her nape straight down her back.

 

For a frozen moment time seemed to freeze. Until slowly -agonizingly slowly to Hiei's enraptured senses- five perfect lines of rich scarlet darkened down Kagome's back.

 

The muscles across Kagome's back tensed as her arms slid up the kitsune's spine to curl over his shoulders. Blunt nails bit into Kurama's skin, drawing an answering growl from low in his throat. She turned her knees in, squeezing his hips hard and pressing her breasts against his chest. “Kurama,” her voice came out throaty, barely audible.

 

You- Hiei cut himself off instantly when his voice wavered.

 

Haven't I told you time and again that she's kinky? Kurama's voice was thick with satisfaction. Gripping her backside, he put Hiei out of mind for a moment. Releasing her neck to lean up and capture her lips for an enthusiastic, searing kiss. Rocking against her and letting the heavy pull and drag of his erection inside her send thick, drugging pleasure through his body. She's beautiful like this, isn't she? A human, a miko. Moaning for me when I'm inside her, begging me for more…

 

Hiei's grip tightened so fiercely it was a miracle the hilt of his katana didn't shatter. Biting down hard on his tongue, he let the taste of his own blood steady him enough to properly voice his thoughts. You cut her.

 

Mmm, you should feel how wet she got when I did, Kurama drawled out in a deliberate taunt. He flashed the hybrid another smirk over her shoulder and dragged his fingers through the blood spilling from those superficial wounds. You should taste it, Hiei. Her aura practically vibrates when we play together like this. It's so damned sweet.

 

Kurama took her earlobe lightly in his teeth, keeping one eye on the hybrid as he manipulated the vines. His eyes flashed as the branch leaned closer to the window, the restrictive plants pulling away to return Hiei's mobility. You can smell it teasing your senses, can't you? The purity in her soul that makes her blood taste so delicious. No matter what I do to her, this flavor only grows more intense.

 

How-? Hiei stepped off the branch, making the short hop into the room as silent as a shadow.

 

Corruption is a state of the soul, Hiei, not the body. Kurama trailed his fingers up through the blood. He released Kagome's ear to slide his tongue suggestively across his forefinger. Kagome is like the old miko lines. The ones that remember sharing your body with another is something that can make you stronger. So long as you take a lover with pure intentions.

 

Hiei snorted at such a thought coming from Kurama. You? Take a lover with pure intentions?

 

Mutual pleasure and the enjoyment of each other's company, Kurama pointed out with a low chuckle at his disbelief. It doesn't get much more honest than that.

 

Kagome's hands slid up into his hair, her entire body trembling as she shifted her weight. Surprised, Kurama followed the direction of her hands and allowed her to bring their mouths together. One hand slipped down to grip her backside when he felt her brace her feet on the bed for balance. She lifted herself almost completely off him before rocking down hard to restart their disrupted rhythm.

 

Kurama let out a low groan, his smile widening before he aggressively took command of their kiss. You can see… she is also not shy about showing me when she's feeling impatient and wanting me.

 

Leave it to a kitsune to forget he's in the middle of fucking someone because he's more interested in stroking his own ego. Hiei couldn't resist the acerbic remark, just to see Kurama's eyes flash scarlet in anger.

 

That's funny coming from a prudish little fucker like you who tried to run at something as benign as the sight of two consenting adults having sex. Kurama flashed him a tight smile, lip curling up off one fang. You couldn't make my miko scream even if some freak accident spontaneously turned you into an incubus.

 

Hiei's eyes narrowed.

 

Look at you. You can't even handle the sight of a little blood sliding down her beautiful, sexy, delicious skin. Making those perfect lines… And the way she moans when I have her on her stomach, when I trace every little cut I make with my tongue. Kurama dug his claws into the back of her neck again, seduced by his own recitation. Actually, now that I think about it, I've changed my mind, Hiei. Get the hell out of our bedroom so I can enjoy my miko in private.

 

The muscle in Hiei's jaw twitched at how hard he was gritting his teeth at the flippant dismissal. Those claret eyes began to glow in the darkness of the room, giving the hybrid a particularly feral appearance as he stalked closer to the bed. How often do I have to tell you not to try your fucking games with me, Fox? You're going to regret it this time.

 

Kagome flinched in surprise when the bed dipped behind her. Hot fingers traced up the line of her ribcage and sent a shiver down her spine. Instinctively pressing up against Kurama and frowning in confusion when the foreign caress was repeated. That… that's not-

 

“Company,” Kurama whispered quietly into her ear, soothing her anxiety before she mistook Hiei for a threat. “It's all right, Kagome. Hiei finally got tired of watching.” He pressed his thumb against the base of her skull and encouraged her to let her head fall to one side. Baring her throat as he glared down at Hiei. You think you can win against me like this? In my own bedroom? You have no idea what Kagome needs to make her scream, little hybrid.

 

The last time I checked, Kurama, this wasn't your bedroom. Hiei's scowl darkened as he reached up and tangled his hand in Kagome's hair. She had barely started to gasp when he pulled sharply. The force dragging her hands out of Kurama's hair and arching her back until her head was nearly touching the bed.

 

Hiei had barely begun to admire the way that position made the muscles in her throat and abdomen stand out when Kurama growled in warning. Grabbing her waist to pull her hips flush against his as the sudden motion nearly upset her balance enough to slide her off his lap.

 

You pull her off me without my permission and I'll show you how embarrassing it is to have your ass kicked by a kitsune while he's mid-fuck with his favorite miko. Kurama pinned him with a threatening stare that was almost enough to give the hybrid pause.

 

Ch. Hiei's lip curled in instinctive mockery to that warning. But nevertheless, he eased his hold on her hair just enough to let the kitsune know he wasn't about to force him out of Kagome.

 

Kurama relaxed at his acquiescence. But he couldn't resist tilting Kagome's hips for deeper penetration just to reestablish his control of the interlude. One brow arched when he saw the way Hiei's gaze continually strayed across her stomach. He filed that observation in the back of his mind, just in case he needed anything else to use against the hybrid later.

 

His eyes nearly closed on a throaty growl as Kagome shifted her body, trying to find a more stable position. Taking the hint to continue with more interesting matters, Kurama taunted, You didn't think I was going to stop having my fun just because you're challenging me, did you?

 

Hiei's expression changed into something much more predatory.

 

Kurama's brows furrowed in a scowl, preparing to ask just what had brought on that look. Before he'd done more than open his mouth, Kagome's legs tightened almost bruisingly tight around him. A strangled gasp drew his focus down and surprise softened his expression.

 

Hiei's other hand was between Kagome's legs. Two fingers firmly stroking against her clitoris every time Kurama moved. Kagome moaned and arched into Hiei's touch, and Kurama could feel his fingers curl harder on her hips.

 

Well, well, Kurama purred out darkly. It seems you aren't nearly as shy as I had first anticipated.

 

If you thought that someone like me would blush from something so foolish as sex, I've given your intelligence more credit than it deserves. Hiei waited for her to press up against his fingers before adding a new, circular rhythm to his caress. How embarrassing for you. She's already begging for me to touch her more even though it's your cock inside her.

 

Kurama couldn't prevent the growl rising from his throat at the smug mockery in the hybrid's voice. The sweetly metallic scent of Kagome's blood grew thicker as Kurama's claws bit into her skin. Gold eyes locked with glowing scarlet, and Kurama rose aggressively to his knees. He held Kagome in place, careful to keep himself inside her. Waiting until Hiei repeated the stroke of his fingers before thrusting more forcefully into her.

 

“Kurama! H-holy-!” Kagome's broken moan brought a full grin to Kurama's lips.

 

You see? You're going to have to do better than that. Kurama bent forward, sliding his palm up along her spine to grip the back of her neck just below the fist Hiei still had clenched in her hair. Kagome and I have been intimate with each other for quite some time. I know how to touch her to really make her scream.

 

Hiei's jaw clenched. Reluctantly, he slipped his hands away from her and pinned Kurama with a flat glare. Then lift her up, Kurama. He reached up and tugged the white scarf out of the collar of his kimono. If you aren't going to get out of her, I'm going to work around you.

 

One brow arched in open amusement for the boast. Tilting his head to the side and flashing Hiei a fanged grin. Is that so?

 

Unless you'd rather get bent over instead.

 

Now, now… How many times do we need to have that discussion? Kurama chuckled softly at the scowl that was sent his way with that threat. But he obliged the hybrid's request and lifted Kagome until she was sitting up.

 

Kagome let out a sound of frustration at the new disruption. Swallowing hard, she wrapped one hand around the back of Kurama's neck and gritted out, “Kurama, I swear to gods, if you stop one more time-”

 

“Shh, shh!” Kurama pressed a finger to her lips to cut her off. Cupping her chin in his hand, he leaned down and kissed just below her ear. As soon as she melted against him, his hand traced lower until his fingertips brushed across one of her nipples. “We're not stopping, Kagome. Just be patient a little longer and we'll make it worth the wait, I promise.”

 

Kagome closed her eyes and sighed when his mouth found hers again. His teeth scraped across her bottom lip, urging her to open her mouth wider. Her nails dug into the back of his neck as he deepened the kiss. Finally, she eased back enough to whisper against his lips, “You're lucky I like you.”

 

“You adore me,” Kurama specified, stroking his thumb over her nipple with more purpose. Chuckling when she arched into his touch, he nipped her ear again and rested his chin on her shoulder. “And you trust me.”

 

Kagome slid her hand up into his hair again and Kurama smiled wickedly at the silent verification of his claim. His eyes stayed on Hiei as the hybrid untied the sash holding the black fabric closed. The kimono fell open, and Kurama dragged his fingertips down through her blood again in silent challenge. By all means, Hiei… work around me.