Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Taking what's yours ❯ Taking what's yours ( Chapter 1 )

Taking what's yours

By: Phoenix 3:16

How's it going folks?

Kurama: Shouldn't you be writing the next chapter of Kuuwabaka Hakusho?

Well yes, but I can't think of anything at the moment, so I decided to write a pointless yaoi lemon.

Yuuske: What happens if you get caught.

Who cares? =P

Hiei: School starts soon, and you still haven't finished your homework.

What are you, my parents?

Anyway this is a Yuuske and Kurama fic, Kurama said that if I wrote it then he would get off my case.

Kurama:)

Yuuske since you're the uke, come and do the disclaimer.

Yuuske: Fine whatever, Phoenix doesn't own Yu Yu Hakusho or any of the characters, also if you sue her you won't get anything. =P

Thanks, anyway this is a lemon, so if you don't like the idea of a very hot fox man, taking his uke, then leave.

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Yuuske wandered through the woods lost, confused of where he was. Koenma had them on a case after a dangerous demon. The team had succeeded but lost each other in the Makai woods. Yuuske had been traveling for hours looking for a way out. Suddenly he sensed a presence behind him. He spun around quickly ready to fire his spirit gun at a moments notice. When he got a good look at his attacker he rolled his eyes.

"Kurama, you shouldn't sneak up on a person like that, I could've killed you.

"Oh Yuuske you should know that I'm always there looking after you,"

"Right, let's keep walking."

"But Yuuske, it isn't often that a human gets to visit these woods."

Yuuske was finding it hard to form a response, when Kurama was as close as he was.

"Kurama, stop it this isn't funny..." Yuuske couldn't finish when silver strands of hair caressing his bare shoulders. When did Kurama turn into his Youko form? Why hadn't he noticed?

He froze when he felt Kurama's warm breath upon his ear.

"Who said it was a joke? Come with me Yuuske, we will go for a walk. Dance in the trees. It does not matter, we will not be hurting anyone." His voice was black velvet. A sorcerer's whisper of temptation.

"Kurama, we have to...to look for the others."

"It's alright their perfectly safe, they've gone, I came back to look for you. But you're trembling Yuuske, you have nothing to fear from me."

His hand brushed Yuuske's face in the lightest of caresses; the young spirit detective felt a jolt of electricity right down to his toes. Kurama was too intense, too hungry, his amber eyes burning with need. Yuuske lowered his lashes, trying to shut him out, trying to prevent his inevitable capture. This was so dangerous. How did he know if Kurama could be trusted in his demon state?

"I scare you to death." Kurama said it with certainty, his voice soft and hypnotic, beautiful and soothing. His hand framed one side of the young boy's face, his thumb feathering over his soft skin, absorbing the perfection of it before finding a resting place over a frantically beating pulse in his neck.

Yuuske's heart nearly stopped. His words came out strangled. "You can't touch me like this."

His thumb moved back and forth in a hypnotic rhythm over his pulse. " I can do no other than touch you, Yuuske. I am after all a Youko male. You cannot see yourself, in those clothes that you wear, your hair falling about your face. You are so beautiful, it hurts to look at you."

"Kurama, please don't say this to me," he whispered into the kitsune's palm.

"Yuuske we are meant for each other. You cannot possibly think that you can get away from me now." His mouth moved, a trail of fire running from his collarbone up to the pulse beating so frantically in the boy's throat. Yuuske's soft mouth trembled, long lashes sweeping down to cover the glow in his chocolate eyes. He should stop him. For his own sanity, he should stop Kurama. But he couldn't, he wouldn't.

Kurama moaned rearing his head up fastening his mouth to the human's, a little out of control, a soft warning growl emanating from deep within his throat as the boy tried to move his head. Kurama caught the neck of his shirt, ripping the material and revealing the delicate and lithe body that no one knew existed. His breath caught in his throat at the perfection of Yuuske. His hands spanned the small waist, bending him, so that his chest rose to meet his descending mouth. Yuuske was luscious, beautiful, everything good and perfect in the world.

His mouth was hot and most, closing around a delicate nipple, all heat and fire so that flames erupted inside of him like a firestorm. With each strong pull, Kurama fed on him, Yuuske's body responding.

Kurama lowered his hands sliding down the small waist to the slender curve of the boy's hips, pushing his faded jeans and boxers ahead of them. His legs were satin smooth; firm to his touch yet so soft as he trailed his fingers back up along the inside of his thighs. His mouth leaving Yuuske's nipples for just a moment so that his tongue could trace the tiny indentation of his belly button, then once more return to his worship his chest. His hand slipping between his legs to find the evidence of his arousal.

Yuuske cried out, a soft cry that reached inside of Kurama's body and ignited a blazing inferno in him. Kurama lowered his head and took Yuuske's manhood within his mouth. Worshipping it, worshipping him. Yuuske keened, moving his hips, seeking release from the building torment. Kurama smirked to himself, enjoying Yuuske's reaction. He moved himself from Yuuske.

"Yuuske, what is it, what do you want?"

"Kurama, please don't tease me."

"What do you need pretty one?"

"You, please, I...I need you onegai."

"Then you shall have what you want."

Kurama found Yuuske's tight entrance, once again stroking his arousal to distract. His thrusting fingers searching for that one spot that would make Yuuske burn with need. He found it as Yuuske started to moan.

Kurama's knee nudge between his legs so that he could press himself against his small tight entrance. His mouth captured Yuuske's, and he eased a little deeper inside of him. Yuuske was so tight, a sheath of hot velvet gripping him, taking him into his body. The feeling was so close to ecstasy, the youko had to clench his teeth, to use every ounce of control to force himself to go slowly, to allow his body time to adjust to the invasion.

Yuuske moved his hips restlessly, trying to escape from the pain as Kurama invaded his body. The demon above him became perfectly still, not withdrawing, holding him close, his arms strong bands of protection. Kurama framed the boy's face with his hands, his eyes burning molten gold, so intense, so mesmerizing he couldn't look away. "Look at me Yuuske, look only at me."

"Kurama, please, it hurts." Yuuske tried to pull away. "Kurama" He just said his name, a whisper of sound, a blend of fear, pain, and aching desire.

"Shh, it will go away." His mouth moved to the tan throat, his pulse was calling to the wildness within him. Teeth traced a path stopping to rest over his racing heart. "Relax for me Yuuske. When you look into my eyes, you see into my soul, you know already that you can trust me with your life, now trust me with your heart, your body. Relax for me." The words were hypnotic, his voice so beautiful and pure, so husky with desire. His golden eyes met chocolate, a blaze of searing heat, and then he gathered Yuuskes hips in his hands. His body surged forward, one powerful stroke, and his teeth pierced deeply making Yuuske cry out with the exquisite fire of it, tears glittering like jewels in his eyes. He filled the small body completely, filled the emptiness in their souls. Kurama began to move, surging into Yuuske with sure hard strokes that seemed to build in intensity, causing a fiery friction between them so hot they were consumed with the flames.

Yuuske clung to Kurama, his safe anchor, as his demon lover transported them higher, ever higher, to a place of such ecstasy he wasn't certain he could stand it. His mouth fed on him; his hips drove into his body, a frenzy of lust and love, of reverence and craving. It went on and on until his body seemed to belong to Kurama, until he heard himself give a soft cry of sheer shock as his body seemed to fragment into a thousand pieces, to shatter, as wave after wave of fire rocked him, convulsing his inner muscles so that he tightened around Kurama even more, gripping and demanding.

Kurama raised his head, leaving his mark on the creamy neck, branding the soft skin. "I need you, Yuuske," he whispered, his voice erotic and hoarse with his husky demand. "I need you." Once again thrusting into the small body beneath him.

Yuuske gasped, it was almost too much, the hard thrust of his hips, driving him so fiercely into his body. With each stroke hitting that one spot within him.

Kurama gripped his slender hips tightly, crushing him against his own hard body, Yuuske was so hot, so tight, so welcoming that he was drowning in pure scorching heat. He could feel him surrounding his length, tight velvet fire. White-hot lighting lashed him as Yuuske's teeth finally pierced his skin, finally bonding them together. Kurama's throat convulsed, his body in frenzy of pounding merciless need. He threw back his head, his golden eyes blazing at the boy under him with both possession and a fierce commitment. His body grew hotter and harder as Yuuske took the very essence of his life's blood into himself. His sheath gripped him, milking insistently so that he erupted into torrent of passion, Yuuskes name on his lips, spilling his seed deep within him. All around his spasming length Yuuske was fiery hot and tight, his body rocking with its own response as he cried Kurama's name to the heavens. They were two beings tied together for eternity.

"Kurama, Yuuske whispered.

"Yes Yuuske?"

"Why? Why did you do this?"

"Yuuske you're mine, you belong to me, I just took what was mine. And now that I have you I will never let you go. Because I love you Yuuske."

"Oh Kurama", Yuuske voice a little raw, tired from what happened between them,"Ai shiteru mo, Kurama."

~Owari~

So what do you think?

Kurama: Thank you.

You don't that Yuuske was to out of character?

Kurama: No of course not.

That is sweet, anyway where is Yuuske?

Kurama: He's unconscious but don't worry I'll take care of him.

Hmmm, okay. (watches as Kurama carries off with Yuuske)

Muraki: When are you going to write something with Tsusuki-san and me?

Soon sexy doctor soon.

Muraki: good call it Dark Seduction.

Fine, so demanding.

Well read and review while I write a oneshot for the good doctor so I can keep my life. And to those who are waiting for the next chapter of Kuwabaka Hakusho, it'll take a little while longer I promise.

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