Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ The Lake ❯ The Lake ( Chapter 1 )

The water of the lake sparkled invitingly as brown eyes surveyed the near still surface, marred only by the ripples stirred up by the ghost of a breeze. The sky was a deep blue, a color enhanced by the few fleecy clouds that lazily drifted along. Birds sang and flitted through the branches of the trees that ringed the idyllic scene.

The day, the place, everything was perfect, Yusuke mused as he pulled his t-shirt over his head. With a contented sigh, he let the fabric fall from his fingers and stretched, relishing the warmth of the sun on his exposed back and shoulders. It was a rare day off for him, no cases, no school, nothing to do, except what he wanted to do. He wanted time alone and he wanted to swim. Shaking out his arms, he worked the fastenings of his jeans, kicking them and his shoes off in a single motion. Again, he stretched, reveling in the sun's warmth on his nude body. The lake was very secluded and he did not fear any intrusions on his privacy. Turning, he allowed the sun to take in his chest, his defined abdomen, the flaccid weight of his manhood hanging between the solid pillars of his legs as he stretched his arms over head for a third time. With a final shake of his arms, he turned and walked into the cool water up to his waist before kicking off and swimming halfway across the lake.

He paused a moment, treading water, before diving under the surface, turning head down, bringing his legs out of the water for maximum depth. He reached the bed of the pond and kicked off, rocketing his body out of the water to his knees before falling back with a large splash. Regaining the surface, he laughed at his antics. He repeated his trick a few more times, trying to dive cleanly after surfacing and failing spectacularly. With a sigh, he decided to float a while. Eyes closed, he let the water support him as the sun gazed down.

Birds, trees, and sun were not the only witnesses to the tantei's antics. Hidden within the trees, eyes watched, hungrily devouring the boy's body, his movements, the way the water caressed and traced his skin. Those eyes were jealous of the sun for its better point of view. Those eyes were jealous of the water for touching what he wanted. Mostly, however, those eyes were jealous of the one the boy loved. The dark haired boy did not know that the eyes hidden amongst the trees desired him. Those eyes belonged to a teammate, a one-time enemy, a friend, nothing more. The detective was blinded to the desire hidden in the eyes of the watcher because he loved another.

The boy was single minded to a fault, which worked to the watcher's benefit today. The detective was oblivious to the fact that he'd been followed, was being watched, was being lusted after. The eyes were full of lust, primal, instinctive, all-consuming lust. The fire grew as Yusuke frolicked in his nude glory. The watcher could take it no longer.

Quick as thought, the watcher darted out of the trees, picked up the floating detective and deposited him on the lake shore. Yusuke's eyes flew open, meeting those of the watcher. He gasped in surprise, an electric shock coursing through his body as he took in the raw sexual hunger that hovered over him.

"Hiei? What...?" the detective's question was cut off as the watcher, the koorime, plundered his mouth with a furiosity that startled and aroused him. Pushing against the petite fire demon's chest, Yusuke fought for air and sanity. "Hiei! Stop! What the hell are you doing?" the boy spat out rapidly when he managed to create a gap between their mouths.

 

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Hiei backed away from the dark haired boy, his eyes wide, surprised. “I would have thought that was obvious, detective,” he spat out, trying to cover his shock at having acted on his suppressed desire.

 

“Yeah,” the boy responded, “you're coming on like a drunk prom date.” Hiei's eyes narrowed at this analogy, but Yusuke continued, “What the hell are you thinking? You know I'm with…” his mouth was covered again with the koorime's.

 

“Don't say that name!” Hiei growled when he pulled back. Though he did not like acting on impulse, he was now committed to this line of action. If he heard that name, he wasn't sure what he'd do.

 

“What's with you, Hiei?” Yusuke demanded, again trying to push the fire demon off his chest.

 

A bitter expression crossed the koorime's face, “I'm a thief, Yusuke. I take what I want. Right now, I want you. You will be mine, detective.” Was the detective really that dense? Using his knees and one hand, he held the detective down while he removed his cloak.

 

“I'm not some gods damned thing to be stolen!” Yusuke protested, shoving violently against the koorime.

 

Hiei pinned the tantei's arms above his head, eyes glaring viciously into the boy's wide brown ones. Quickly, he used one hand to remove a belt from his waist and tied the boy's hands together. He missed the strange expression that passed through the boy's eyes while he focused on the task of securing his wrists. Removing his katana and sheath from his waist, he thrust them through the strap that bound the detective and into the ground, securing the boy. “What the fuck are you doing, Hiei?” Yusuke spat as the demon moved to sit on his abdomen.

 

“Taking what I want, detective. I would have thought that would be obvious, even to the baka.” Hiei's voice was laced with contempt, though his eyes burned with the slightly crazed fire of carnal desire.

 

“I told you,” the detective ground out from between his teeth, “I am not some fucking thing to be taken! I'm with…” again, his ability to speak was cut off, this time with a sharp slap across his face.

 

“I told you not to say that name, detective!” The jaganshi removed the second belt from his waist and began wrapping it around the tantei's head, in his mouth, gagging the boy. He did not miss the oddly vacant look that crossed through those brown eyes this time. For some reason, it excited him as it made him more jealous. It also made him stop to think. If that was happening, then…. He glared at the detective. “You like this?” he asked, surprise and shock warring in his voice. Yusuke only glared at him, but the odd vacancy remained. Jealousy rose, taking over his voice, “You do this with….?!” Anger made its voice known, “Even this has been taken from me!” Hiei leaned over to look directly into those eyes, the eyes that taunted him. He searched them, seeking something he knew was there, but couldn't find at the moment. Then, he saw it, understood, “You want me to….?” Yusuke made no move to answer, glaring at the fire demon from where he was tied and pinned down. A feral grin graced the koorime's features, making him more beautiful and dangerous to behold. “I'll make you regret that, Yusuke!” he promised, removing his third and final belt, wrapping the end around his fist.

 

Anticipation lit the tantei's eyes even as the glare remained in place. He gasped around the makeshift gag and bucked as Hiei's sharp teeth bit into his chest. That motion, however, made something very apparent to the fire demon. Hiei looked up, smirking in triumph. “You will be mine, detective.” He stood, straddling Yusuke's body, allowing the free end of the belt to trail over the boy's chest, dancing crazily in the slight breeze. Hiei watched as desire and defiance warred in the detective's eyes. His body's reaction was more straightforward. The darkened nubs of flesh pricked, wakening under the teasing touch and fiery looks.

 

Wanting to see more, Hiei moved so that the tantei's entire body was exposed to his gaze. His eyes swept the boy's arms held above his head, the still wet hair that clung to a defiant face. The red mark from his teeth stood out from the surrounding flesh. Goose flesh prickled the detective's skin, seemingly raised by the touch of the koorime's eyes. Hiei smiled darkly as he continued to survey the body below him. Abs flinched, tensing as if they'd been tickled and Yusuke's hips tried to move, attempting to hide the rest of his body from the fire demon. Hiei placed a booted foot on the offending joint, forcing it back flat, exposing that which the detective had tried to hide.

 

Yusuke was fully hard as the koorime's eyes swept the length of his erection. His member twitched as if it'd been touched as the fiery red eyes remained locked on it. The detective continued to try and roll his hips away, however, and Hiei brought his belt sharply across the boy's abdomen. The fire demon looked up and saw the tantei's eyes roll back in pleasure as a gasp escaped around the belt. Hiei felt a renewed surge of desire course through his body. The detective wanted to play, and he would give him a game he'd never forget. “Don't move unless I tell you to!” he ordered. A shudder passed through Yusuke's body and he stopped trying to move, eyes focused on the fire demon, the defiance and submission warring for dominance in them.

 

Hiei moved to straddle the detective again, his feet on either side of the boy's hips. He allowed the belt in his hand to hang where it teased the boy's cock. Defiance flashed through brown eyes and his hips bucked, trying to gain more contact. A grimace of pain crossed his face and Hiei pinned him with a heel. The strap crossed his chest several times. “I told you not to move,” the fire demon stated coldly when he stopped. Yusuke's eyes closed, whimpering sounds escaping his throat pathetically as he nodded.

 

Wanting more from the boy, Hiei knelt, his knees replacing his feet on either side of the boy's hips. He remained hovering, though, waiting to see if the detective would try to thrust against him. Yusuke's eyes begged, but he made no visible effort to disobey. Hiei bent over the tantei, placing his hands on the boy's shoulders. Red eyes hovered over brown, taking in the intoxicating mixture of fear, lust, submission, and need. “Such a shame you're not with me, detective. It seems you enjoy being treated this way.” Yusuke's eyes flashed, and Hiei continued, “I will not treat you gently, detective. I will not soothe away your hurts. If you are hurt, you deserved it. And this is what you want, isn't it?” Hiei continued watching the brown eyes before him. Not receiving an immediate reply, he dug his nails into the boy, “Answer me, detective!” Yusuke shivered under the assault and nodded.

 

A dangerous expression crossed the koorime's face as he continued to hover over the boy. Yusuke swallowed visibly, nervousness becoming apparent in his eyes. Hiei bent down, whispering in the detective's ear, “You will enjoy this, Yusuke.” Brown eyes widened, surprise and carnal hunger becoming dominate in them as Hiei returned to stare into them. Hiei placed a hand on the belt in the tantei's mouth, focusing intently on his eyes. “If I take this out, you will remain silent. Do you understand?” For a fraction of a moment, it looked as if the detective would consider defying his dominator. Hiei curled the fingers still resting on his chest and Yusuke nodded. With a smirk, Hiei allowed his fingers to trace the fabric for a moment before loosing it and pulling it downwards to rest against the boy's throat. Insolently, Yusuke stuck his tongue out. Hiei's hand tightened around his throat slightly and the boy's eyes widened as he drew the offending appendage back into his mouth.

 

“Seems as if you still need something in your mouth, detective,” Hiei challenged, relaxing his grip on the tantei's throat, bringing his hand to rest against his collar bones as his other hand moved to work the fastenings of his pants, opening them and freeing his own engorged member. He walked his knees up to the tantei's chest, grabbing the back of the boy's head and raising it level with his shaft. “Open,” he growled out as Yusuke eyed the flesh before his mouth. Again, Yusuke had the audacity to hesitate and Hiei twisted his hand in the boy's hair. The detective's mouth opened and Hiei thrust in before the boy's pant could escape. After a momentary struggle, Hiei bent down, bringing his lips closer to the trapped ears, “Behave, or you're left here, detective.”

 

Yusuke swallowed hard against the shaft in his mouth, drawing a groan of pleasure from the koorime. Hiei's hips began moving against his face, drawing the flesh rod in and out of the boy's mouth. Yusuke's tongue continued to work along the underside of the moving member, drawing more groans from the fire demon. Hiei thrust harder against the tantei, not seeming to, but always taking care not to thrust too deeply into the boy. The detective was skilled with his tongue and Hiei could feel his climax approaching. He wasn't finished with the boy, yet, so he pulled out, suppressing a groan. Yusuke failed to fully suppress a sound of disappointment, drawing a glance from the koorime. “You're a slut, aren't you? You almost have to be, don't you?” he taunted. Embarrassment colored Yusuke's passion flushed cheeks and Hiei almost chuckled. Ruffling the hair that had been caught in his hand, Hiei moved down the detective's body, continuing to hover above it, not touching the boy. He leered up at the detective when he saw the puddle of precum on the boy's abdomen. Yusuke's attempted nonchalance brought a chuckle to the petite demon as he continued downwards until he was over the boy's shins.

 

“Bend your knees and open yourself to me,” he ordered. Yusuke complied without hesitation, bringing his knees to his chest and exposing his opening to the koorime. Hiei crawled back up, using one hand to brace himself and the other to guide his saliva coated shaft into the boy. He entered quickly, not preparing the boy, knowing that he would hurt him. Yusuke's face contorted in pain, gasping pants escaping his lips as he forced his body to relax and accept the fire demon into it. Hiei remained still with in the tantei's body as he slid his hands up the back of his thighs to rest behind his knees. As he felt the boy's body accept him and saw the expression of agony dissolve, he began to thrust hard into the detective. Each of his thrusts drew another gasp of pain on withdrawal and gasps of pleasure as he hit the boy's sweet spot on entry. Hiei watched the detective's eyes cloud with the constant mixture of delight and dismay. He watched as he saw the signs of Yusuke's impending climax approaching, the flush in his skin, the tightening of his muscles, the irregularity of his breathing. Hiei continued to push, moving harder and faster within the writhing boy's body. Yusuke's back arched and he threw his head back with a strangled cry as his shaft spilt itself onto his stomach. Hiei felt the detective's body tighten around him and allowed his orgasm to be pulled from him with an inarticulate cry.

 

When the passion passed, Hiei slid from the tantei's body and sat on his knees, slightly dazed eyes watching as Yusuke panted and tried to catch his breath. The sound of footsteps caused him to be instantly alert, and he quickly stood, replacing his shaft in his pants as he did. “You could have asked, you know?” a familiar voice taunted.

 

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Hiei glared at the new comer, “When did you get here?”

 

A casual smile, “Same time he did. Yusuke, are you alright?” The voice was more amused than concerned.

 

“Lube would have been nice, but I'm wonderful!” the boy answered, his voice still breathless.

 

Hiei's eyes darted between the two, an inkling of understanding beginning to take root, “Why are you here?”

 

The smile went from casual to very amused, “Yusuke, answer him.”

 

The boy sighed, stretching his legs down from his chests and wriggling his hips to make himself more comfortable. “We knew you wanted me. We wanted to see what you'd do.” Hiei looked at the bound detective, confused. “I knew you followed me, Hiei. I knew you were there, watching me the entire time.” At the beginnings of spluttering rage, Yusuke added, “I wanted you, too.” Shock stopped any sound the koorime could have articulated. “I had to play along with the whole unwilling thing, but I wanted you.”

 

Red eyes glared at the new comer. “And how long have you been planning this?” he spat out bitterly. He'd been played the fool and was very unhappy about that.

 

“Why are you upset about getting what you wanted, Hiei?” the voice was slick with false concern and worry as the newcomer crossed the clearing.

 

Hiei tensed, “You didn't answer my question!”

 

“No,” a sigh, “I suppose I didn't. It took a while to set up today. Had to find this place, convince Genkai to let him out of training, make it look as if he had a day free of plans, free of commitments, free of me, and a private place to spend it. What, about two months, wouldn't you say, Yusuke?”

 

“Yeah, about that,” the boy answered, “and it wasn't easy waiting that long. I kept hoping you'd say something, Hiei, but wanted to wait, too.” The boy wriggled his shoulders, “Hey, you suppose I could be untied now?”

 

Hiei looked as if he'd been bitten by something unpleasant as he stepped around the detective and pulled his katana and sheath out of the ground. Kneeling with a glare at the other two on the shore, he untied his belt from around the tantei's wrists and neck. He moved to replace his belts in his pants when a pair of hands stopped him. “Unless you want to loose that head of yours,” he growled without looking up, “I suggest you let go.”

 

The sound of the other kneeling as Yusuke sat up reached his ears and a gentle hand caressed his chin. “I don't think that's what you want, is it, Hiei?”

 

Narrowed red eyes bored holes into the one across from him, “What the hell do you know about what I want?”

 

That cursed hand slid into his hair, gently teasing his scalp, ear, and neck on its path. “I know you want him, again, more. I know you want me, too, even though you think it's just jealousy. I know you're body is responding to me even if your mind is confused.”

 

“What do you mean?” the laser sharp eyes intensified.

 

The other hand came up, caressing each section as the voice silkily intoned, “Your lips are getting swollen and redder. Your cheeks are becoming flush. The skin on your neck is prickling, waiting to be touched. Your ears are red and very warm. Your face wants more than just my fingers to touch it. I'm sure your body is reacting, too, if we were to take off your clothes, we'd all see it.”

 

Hiei made a move to pull away only to be trapped between hand and lips. Desperately, he half-heartedly pushed against the other, almost, but not quite trying, to get away. A gently insistent tongue asked entrance and he reluctantly opened himself to the invader. A groan escaped his throat as that tongue slowly traced his own tongue and palate. He was accustomed to just taking what he wanted with little regard to the finer art of pleasure. Yes, he made sure his partner would get off, but only because it enhanced his own release rather than because his partner enjoyed it. This…sensuality was foreign to him, and he could feel his defenses falling before it. Of their own volition, his hands moved from the chest of his captor to caress the other's face and neck. He was drowning, he would die, and he didn't care.

 

After an eternity and much too soon, lips parted. Hiei tried to follow, only to be held back with a hand against his throat. He let out a frustrated noise and opened eyes he hadn't realized he'd closed. The red of his eyes was almost completely swallowed by the black pupils as he attempted to glare at the one who tormented him so. The face turned away from him to look at Yusuke, who was watching, lightly rubbing his shoulders. “Well, what should we do with him, Yusuke?” Hiei turned to face the detective, waiting the verdict.

 

Yusuke took in the two, his lover and Hiei, enjoying the flush of passion on both faces. Standing, he shrugged, “I want to swim some more, do what you want with him.” He turned and walked a few steps, knowing that he was being watched. He paused and looked over his shoulder, “Have fun,” and continued into the water with a laugh.

 

Hiei's captor returned his gaze to the koorime, “So, what shall I do with you?” Fingers lazily caressed the skin of the fire demon's throat where they still rested.

 

“P-p-please…” Hiei stammered out the unaccustomed word. The hand traced its way up to his cheek.

 

“What do you want, Hiei?”

 

“You,” he breathed.

 

“To take or be taken?” the words ghosted by his ear as the other bent near, warm breath against his neck as he could almost feel the lips move.

 

Hiei whimpered under the gentle assault. “Take me,” he answered, his brain shutting down and his pride abandoning him.

 

A hand traced his chest and slid under the hem of his shirt. “Beg me,” lips demanded, brushing lightly against the lobe of his ear.

 

“Please, Kurama, please…” Hiei's voice trailed off as his ear was taken between those lips and the lobe was teased with teeth and tongue. The red head's hand pushed up his tank top, caressing his torso, further invading the koorime's senses with alien sensations. The hand slid around his back, supporting him as the fox slowly pushed him backwards, lips torturing the skin behind his ear. Vaguely, from somewhere that did not matter, the sound of water splashing and laughter reached his ears. When his back came to rest on the ground, some part of his brain was surprised to note his shirt was no longer on him. When, how did that kitsune get it off him, he wondered momentarily before lips against his demanded his attention and hands caressing his chest competed for the limited function.

 

Kurama's lips traced a path along the fluttering vessel running down the fire demon's throat and settled to leave a mark where it hid under his collar bone. The koorime groaned in shameless pleasure, running his fingers through the kitsune's hair. He gasped and arched his back when the fox's fingers pinched on the erect flesh of his nipples. The gasp turned to a groan as Kurama ran his fingernails down Hiei's chest. The red head quickly removed his shirt, grateful he'd chosen to wear a t-shirt. Before the black haired demon could protest, the kitsune bent over him and kissed him deeply as their bare chests met.

 

The fox's skin was smooth under his rough hands as Hiei caressed the exposed back. He wanted more, needed it, even, but he didn't want the red head to stop what he was doing either. He groaned wantonly as Kurama's hands traced his body and began working the fastenings of his pants, opening them and pushing at them. Hiei obligingly lifted his hips, gasping when his now exposed erection rubbed against the kitsune's jeans. That just wouldn't do, some part of his brain complained, directing his hands to removed the offending denim from the body above his. Another distant part noticed the noise of the water had stopped, but he didn't care. All that mattered was his burning desire to feel the kitsune's body. The red head seemed to fumble in his pocket for a moment before moving to help the koorime take off his jeans. Through this, they somehow managed to remain lip locked.

 

Kurama adjusted his weight slightly over the koorime, bringing one arm to rest on the ground near their heads and the other urged the petite demon to lift his opposite leg. Hiei complied, shifting his hips, rubbing his shaft against the kitsune's hip a couple of times before the red head restrained him. Still kissing, Kurama's hand left the fire demon's body only to return shortly afterwards to tease his opening. Hiei gasped and pulled away from the kiss. The fingers were cold and slick against the heat of his body. “What…?” he stammered.

 

The kitsune kissed a trail to the koorime's ear, “It's lube, Hiei. It helps make this more pleasurable for both of us. Relax, enjoy it.” He moved to reclaim the fire demon's mouth as he slid two fingers in. Hiei bucked and cried out in protest, a sound swallowed by the red head as he continued to work his fingers in the tight passage. Gradually, Hiei's body relaxed and Kurama pulled back, looking into the flushed face under him. The red eyes were hidden under heavy lids and lips were swollen, red, and parted as panting gasps of air moved through them.

 

Kurama looked over to the water and saw Yusuke watching them from the edge of the water, his arousal very evident. The red head smiled at his lover and beckoned him over as he shifted his weight to kneel between the compliant fire demon's legs. Without prompting, Hiei bent and spread both his legs, opening himself fully to the kitsune. A satisfied smirk graced the red head's lips as he poured a generous amount of lube on to his throbbing shaft. He removed his fingers from the koorime, drawing a noise of protest and loss that was quickly silenced as the fox slowly pushed against the prepared hole.

 

Hiei groaned low and long in his throat as his body accepted the invading member. That oddly observant part of his brain now understood what the kitsune had meant when he said lube made this more pleasurable. Instead of feeling as if he were being thrust into with sandpaper, he could feel the smooth texture of the fox's shaft, the throbbing veins along its surface and along his own walls. He could feel his body accepting the intrusion, and it felt…it felt…he lost all ability to think in words as his prostate came under attack. He might have screamed, but the sound was too far away for him to be sure. It felt as if his soul was being pulled out when the kitsune withdrew, only to have it returned with interest as the next thrust repeated the assault on his prostate.

 

He was vaguely aware of something dripping on his stomach, but paid it no mind until a hot wetness encircled his straining erection. With a cry, his eyes flew open to see Kurama's hand resting on a wet haired head in his lap. It took a moment for Hiei to comprehend that the head belonged to Yusuke and was the source of the wet heat around his shaft. Moaning, he let his head fall back and accepted the sensations. His eyes closed again, his brain refusing to process any more information than it absolutely had to at the moment. He could feel his climax approaching, threatening to overwhelm him, but he didn't care. He wanted to be flooded in the sensations, to choke on pleasure. It was a good way to die. A ragged scream tore from his throat as his soul left his body.

 

How much time elapsed before he knew himself again, he did not know. Gradually, he became aware of voices on either side of him, familiar voices. A moment longer, and he could identify them, Kurama and Yusuke. It took longer to understand them.

 

“So, did you enjoy your day off?”

 

“Yeah. Have to have one more often.”

 

A laugh, “With as much work as they are to set up!”

 

“I don't see how that's my fault. I could always skip…”

 

“No you couldn't!”

 

Hiei managed a groan as he opened his eyes. Green and brown eyes swam before him. “So, did you enjoy yourself?” the brown eyed one quipped.

 

“Yusuke, behave,” green eyes reprimanded.

 

“Why? He didn't.”

 

Hiei found his voice, “I hate you.”

 

“And we'd expect nothing less,” Yusuke returned evenly.

 

Kurama laughed and kissed the scowling mouth, “Yes, we'd expect nothing less.”

 

A/N: This was written to pay for pictures from Truth Dice or Dare. The artist was happy with the story. Here are the pictures (I was happy with them :D ) http://hcolleen.net/tdodpics.html (She drew them, I colored them)