Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ That's the way I Like it ❯ Kurama's Revenge ( Chapter 2 )

By: Letta

Disclaimer: See the first part, it has all that lovely crap about what I don't own.

Rating: R, NC-17

Notes: In the first part, I said this was my first completed YYH fic, and then everyone, well, almost everyone, told me to write this. So, now it should be my first completed YYH fic. Thanks to everyone who reviewed, even if you told me never to write again! ^_^ Sorry it took so long- I like to pretend I've been busy, and that my computer can upload a file… *sigh*

Warnings: Yaoi, maybe some OOCness…

Pairings: Yusuke X Kurama!!!

That's the Way I Like It

(Kurama's Revenge ^_^ )

Kurama watched as Yusuke lay back against the bed, a smirk of arrogance firmly in place. This would not do at all. The spirit detective brought a hand to his mouth as he yawned, eyes sliding shut momentarily. The youko took the opportunity to attack.

Before the human could react, Kurama had pounced on him, effectively pinning his shoulders down. Brown eyes snapped open in mid yawn to blink into leaf green ones that were currently sparkling with mischief.

"Ready for more?"

"Just a little payback, Yusuke."

"Is that so?"

"Yes," Kurama responded, dipping into the spirit detective's neck, pressing his lips gently against the tender flesh. He grinned as Yusuke pressed into his touch. The youko slid his hands sensually down from his prey's shoulders to the waist, stopping just short of the boxer line and began to massage to area.

Kurama moved his head lower to trail down the human's chest to the stomach. Languidly, he dipped his tongue into the navel, feeling the shudder it caused, delighting in the response he provoked.

The kitsune then ventured to the edge of the fabric concealing the spirit detective, tugging at the edge with his teeth pulling it away to let it snap back again.

"Ow!" Yusuke yelped, glaring down at the smirking redhead.

"Sorry, I couldn't help myself," Kurama laughed, sliding his hands along the outsides of Yusuke's thighs as he sat back, taking the cloth along with him, then removing it entirely.

He let his fingers find the back of the human's knees, pressing lightly against the soft area before lifting one knee to lightly nip along the back of. The kitsune deftly licked the sensitive skin before moving farther along with his mouth. He tracked along the appendage, coming to the inside of the spirit detective's thigh, eliciting a moan of pleasure from the human.

Suddenly, he retracted his assault and crawled back up to Yusuke's face, noting with some amusement the disappointment he found there. Kurama brushed his elegant fingers along the spirit detective's jaw line before pressing against the lips.

"Suck, Yusuke."

"Kurama?" The kitsune looked into the wide eyes, seeing surprise and perhaps and little apprehension, but no trace of fear.

"Relax, Yusuke, I aim to please," he said as he gracefully slipped the digits inside the warm mouth, smiling when they were greeted by an eager suckling.

"My, aren't we willing," Kurama said, grinning down into the face that was smirking around his fingers. Slowly, he removed them, and bent down to press against the pliant lips, guiding his tongue in to wrestle playfully with the other's while he reached down to the spirit detective's entrance.

Gently, he pressed one finger in, to be followed by a sharp hiss of pain from his partner. The he sent in a second, probing, stretching, wriggling against each other. A third was added as Kurama leaned back into position.

"Are you ready, Yusuke?"

"As ready as I'll ever be," came the strained reply.

The kitsune lightly pushed himself in, squeezing his eyes shut as heat enveloped him. The spirit detective was almost tight enough to be painful.

Both halted movement, save for the heavy rise and falls of their chests. Then, slowly, Kurama began to move, hearing a hitch in the human's breath as he thrust aiming for that prized spot deep inside and being rewarded with a scream of his name. Gradually, Yusuke started to rock with him, moving to each other's rhythm.

Kurama bent his head, spreading his hands on the human's bare chest before sliding up to grip his shoulders and staring into Yusuke's darkened eyes. The spirit detective raised his arms to wrap around the youko's shoulders, clutching the kitsune to him tightly.

Yusuke kissed the redhead's forehead, watching as green eyes hid beneath their lids, then pressed his lips against the closed orbs, feeling the lashes flutter slightly against his mouth. The spirit detective moaned lowly as he moved with the youko, adorning the beautiful face with his lips caress everywhere he could.

Another moan floated along the air as the pace quickened, both moving harmoniously as the pressure built within. Yusuke fisted his hands in silken strands as he joined his mouth with the kitsune's once again, every movement fluid.

Kurama dug his fingers into the shoulders they still held as he glided fervently, seeing colors spark behind his closed lids as he neared the pinnacle.

Yusuke tightened his hold on the red tresses until he knuckles whitened.

Twin cries filled the air as the two completed and slumped against each other.

For a few minutes, the only sounds were the attempts to regain lost breath.

Yusuke brought his hands to cup the youko's jaw, still entwined in crimson fibers, as the kitsune lifted his sated eyes to meet rich brown.

"Kurama?"

"Yes, Yusuke?"

"Yusuke!"

Both spirit detective and youko froze. Then slowly, Yusuke looked over Kurama's shoulder to see his mother blinking speechlessly at the two.

"Mom?" he asked weakly.

Atsuko collapsed to the floor and both boys sprung up to run over to her. Yusuke carefully examined her then breathed a sigh of relief.

"She's drunk. She won't remember a thing."

Kurama laughed.

"It's not funny!" Yusuke yelled.

"Forgive me if I disagree."

"What if it had been your mom?"

Immediately, the kitsune sobered. The spirit detective stood and began to gather his discarded clothes and dress himself.

Kurama followed suit, chuckling every now and then, despite the glares he received as a result. When both were fully clothed, they carried Atsuko to her bed and returned to Yusuke's room.

"Now, let's get back to that math homework."

"As you wish, Yusuke," Kurama said, sitting on the disheveled bed and grabbing a book. The spirit detective sat next to him, and peered into the opened pages.

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Yusuke woke up to his alarm clock, blearily rubbing his eyes as something moved beneath him.

Suddenly the beeping noise was gone.

"Time to get up, Yusuke," Kurama said softly. Groaning, the spirit detective nuzzled his face into the warm neck beneath him. A soft moan awarded the action.

"C'mon, we have to get to school."

"I'd rather stay here."

"You have to turn in your assignments."

"Did we finish?" Yusuke asked, his voice muffled by the kitsune's throat.

"Almost."

"How much is almost?"

"We're six assignments away."

"Six?!" Yusuke asked, bolting upright.

"Yes."

"I can't finish six! They're due second hour, I can't hand them in any later!"

"Well I hope you enjoy your new job," the youko grinned, eyes sparkling up at the spirit detective.

"Kurama, that's not funny!"

"I wouldn't worry, Yusuke. I'm sure you'll be fired the first week."

"Hey yeah… Wait, what's that supposed to mean?!"

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Yusuke walked home from the school building, cutting across a park and nearly walking into Kurama.

"Did you finish the assignments, Yusuke?"

"Actually, Keiko saved all her papers from the class and let me borrow them. It turns out, I wouldn't have needed you help," Yusuke grinned.

"I spent all my time helping you with your math when I didn't have to?!" Kurama asked, annoyance edging his voice. It was lost as Yusuke wrapped his arms around the kitsune's waist, who immediately moved into the embrace, pressing against the spirit detective's chest.

"You didn't spend all your time on math, as I recall. Besides, now that we have some free time… Botan!"

The ferry girl walked up with a serious expression on her face, which was currently buried in a file, stopping in front of the spirit detective and the youko.

"I'm afraid I have another assignment for you," she began, and then looked up. A deep blush began to color her cheeks at the sight of the two entwined.

"Do you two want to be left alone?" she asked, weakly.

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THE END- I think.

How's that for ya? I have to admit, I'm a sucker for the odder pairings, as can be seen by 75% of my fics.

Maybe someday I'll write another one....