Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ To Keep You Forever... ❯ One-Shot

Wynne: I'll be doing all of the notes today, since HW is hiding, trying to pretend it wasn't *her* mind that came up with this.

Disclaimer: She doesn't own YuYu Hakusho, and, if you think I do, you really need to check the definition of 'imaginary friend'.

Warnings: YAOI ahoy! This fic is about two hot guys gettin' it on! It also contains GRAPHIC SEX, BDSM, VOYEURISM, and lots of naughty TENTACLES. Yup! Tentacle fic! If you don't like that stuff, please don't read this.

Christmas present for Yamistar. She wished for Hiei-chan, all wrapped up and tied with a bow!

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'Why am I doing this?'

Hiei leapt from tree to tree, unable to keep from feeling annoyed. Bored and annoyed, actually. Not to mention tired, hungry...

Snorting in irritation, the fire demon jumped to the top of the tallest pine he could find, and looked around. Nothing but forest, as far as his normal eyes could see. He sighed. This 'mission' was turning into the biggest waste of time he had ever encountered.

As he turned to find a good branch to jump to and continue his search, Hiei caught a glimpse of a lighter shade of green amidst the dark forest canopy. Hardly daring to hope, he opened his unwarded Jagan and focused on the area.

Sure enough, it was a clearing.

'Finally,' he thought. 'After hours of running all around this wood, I may finally have found it!' With that, he pushed off the tree, making, with all speed, for the little glen. As he neared his destination, he wondered again why he was there.

Hiei was supposed to find a kujitsu bloom for Mukuro. What she would do with the thing was anyone's guess. All he knew about it was that the flower was found only in clearings in the Gusha Forest.

Landing in a tree by the small meadow, Hiei examined his surroundings. He knew better than to walk into such an open area without first checking for an ambush, even if the demons in that region were usually peaceful. He also wanted to see if the plant he was searching for really grew in the glen.

Hiei could see no traps, and he could sense no enemies, so he cautiously hopped down from his perch. He could see several varieties of flowers, but they were too small to tell from a distance if one was the object of his search. Moving slowly through the open space, he looked at each bloom closely, checking for the distinctive red-veined, blue-petaled flower.

Hiei gasped quietly when he saw a patch of royal blue in the midst of pink and green. He leapt toward the little plant, and leaned over it, looking for streaks of red. He almost smiled when a gentle breeze rustled the blossom, opening it enough for the youkai to identify it.

"Well," Hiei spoke to himself. "That's that." Reaching down, he grabbed the flower at the base of its stem and pulled out the small hoe he had been given to extract it.

He failed to notice the gentle touch wrapping around his legs and worming its way inside his cloak until it was too late.

"What the-" the youkai exclaimed, forgetting all about the flower for the moment. Looking down, he saw green tendrils wrapped around his boots. He dropped the hoe and reached for his katana to slice them off, but found he could not draw it; the vines had twined around the hilt, locking the weapon in its sheath.

Hiei growled as his annoyance, forgotten in the triumph of sighting his goal, returned full force. 'Of all the stupid, pointless-' he thought, calling up his ki with the intention of reducing that foolish plant to smoking cinders. He was distracted when a particularly thick tendril snaked inside his pants and pulled his waistband taught.

Hiei coughed as his lungs were forcibly emptied of air. Another vine took advantage of the slight loosening of his pants caused by his exhalation and snuck inside to twine around his right thigh. Turning red from suffocation and trying not to panic, Hiei took stock of his situation. While he was focused on the too-adventurous creepers making their way into his leggings, at least a dozen other vines had wound around his chest and arms. And, to the Jaganshi's dismay, they were worming their way into his clothes as determinedly as the first two had.

As more vines pushed inside his garments, the trapped fire demon thought he would surely be strangled. Then suddenly the vines flexed, and Hiei thought his ribs would crack under the pressure. The effect was quite different from what he expected, however, as a loud ripping noise filled the air.

As his shredded clothes fell to the ground, the light-headed demon had only one thought. 'At least I can breathe again.'

Leafy green tendrils still twisted around his body, but now that they had more room to maneuver, they were no longer suffocating him. Filling his lungs with the salty-sweet air of his home world, Hiei felt his head begin to clear.

However, being able to think and breathe did little to help his situation.

Hiei looked down at his body. He was almost completely naked; only tiny rags of black fabric being held on solely by the vines kept him from being entirely unclothed, and those bits fell to the ground as the leafy tendrils moved restlessly across his skin. He was also completely tied up with the green nuisances, his legs immobile and his arms held to his sides.

Suddenly, the lazy movements of the plant became faster and more pronounced. Before he could try to free himself again, Hiei felt the vines pulling him down to the ground. Just as quickly, the binds on his arms were loosened, and he instinctively put his arms out to catch his fall. Before he could recover from the impact, the vines twisted around his arms again, securing them in place.

Now the little youkai was completely naked, bound, and kneeling on his hands and knees. He was also fuming in outrage and embarrassment, and his only coherent thought was, 'At least there's no one around to see this.'

Seemingly certain of their victory, the impish tentacles returned to their twisting, twining movements, making sure Hiei was aware that they had captured him. A broad leaf moved over his hair in a petting motion, and Hiei snarled at the condescension. It was bad enough having everyone call him a cute little boy; the last thing he wanted was for a plant to treat him like a child!

There was little else he could do besides snarl, though. The plant clearly had the upper appendage. He could only wait and see what it would do.

He could tell it was not interested in eating him, but what else it might want him for he could not guess. As he tried to think of a way to get away from the grabbing greenery, a part of the plant moved in front of his face, and Hiei's vision was momentarily obscured by a blossom. A small blossom. A small, blue and red blossom...

Hiei snarled again as fresh fury overtook him. It was the kujitsu that had ensnared him! He had been tricked! And now, he was forced to kneel there while the cursed plant spiraled its tentacles around his body, twined its leaves into his hair, and moved ever closer to his most intimate parts. "Shimatta!"

As the seconds passed without anything worse happening, Hiei began to calm down, and tried to think of a way out of his situation. His thoughts were once again cut short when the unwelcome weed began to smear sap across his skin, gunking up his hair and wafting a sweet odor through the glen.

As the sticky liquid was warmed by his high temperature, it began to slide down his body, running down his face and into his crack. Hiei's red eyes widened at the sensation. As more sap slid down his butt and thighs, he started having a hard time hiding his reaction. And, when a saucy vine began following the sap down, he found he could no longer deny how it made him feel--

"Ah-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha-ha!"

Hiei gasped for breath in between guffaws, and tried to speak. "S-stop -- ha, ha -- that -- AH -- that tickles!" Then he collapsed into a hysterical giggling fit.

If he had been able to pay any attention to his surroundings, Hiei would have noticed the plant's strange reaction to his laughing. The vines holding him loosened slightly and stopped sliding around, and a few tendrils pulled away from him entirely and bent towards each other, looking for all the worlds like a group of people conferring with each other. It seemed laughter was not a reaction the plant was used to getting from its captives.

When the vines stopped moving across his legs, the horrible ticklish feeling ceased, and Hiei calmed down. The plant seemed to take this as a sign that it could return to its fondling, and the vines wrapped around him once more. This time they were more careful, however; the sections touching his thighs merely held still and squeezed rhythmically while the rest of the plant twisted around him.

Hiei was no longer afraid, but he was curious about what the plant was doing. It seemed content to merely twist around and spread sap. Now that he was calm, he checked the sensation of the sap on his skin. He had been worried that it was a digestive juice, but he felt no discomfort. He also felt perfectly clear-headed, which indicated that it was not a drug, either.

So what did it want?

The question was partially answered when a length of vine probed between his buttocks, and thin tendrils netted across his groin and chest.

'So, now I know what it's doing,' thought the captured koorime. '*Why* it's doing it is a different story, though...' He shifted uncomfortably as the thick vine began pressing against his now very wet ring. The sensation was not painful, but it was unwelcome. Then the mesh across his crotch spasmed, and Hiei gasped. That *had* hurt, and Hiei bit one of the vines on his right arm, trying to free himself before the horrible plant could do anything worse.

Again, the plant paused, and tried a different tack. Thin, flexible cords wound between the fire demon's teeth, and pulled his jaws apart so the injured vine could remove itself from his mouth. Once freed, the plant disengaged its thin tendrils from his mouth and curled them around his head to keep him from reaching any other pieces. Now that it was safe from further harm, the leaves that held his flaccid member began to gently shift around, and the tentacle that had paused at his entrance began pushing once more.

Hiei tried to keep the plant out by squeezing his muscles, but the vine proved stronger than his anus. After only a few seconds of struggling, it forced its way inside.

Hiei hissed with pain. The invading tentacle was not very large, but he was very tight. For a few moments, he was too focused on his discomfort to pay any attention to the other vines or his surroundings, so he completely missed the flash of white that appeared just outside the clearing. The watcher in white smirked slightly as he watched the plant enter Hiei. He licked his lips with anticipation, knowing that the show would only get better with time.

Hiei could not have agreed less with that sentiment as he tried to relax his muscles in order to feel less pain. Fortunately, once the plant had pushed farther inside him than he had thought possible, it paused, allowing its indignant partner to adjust.

After a few moments, the vine began to slowly pull out of him, and Hiei hoped for a moment that it would leave his body entirely. No such luck, however; when only an inch remained inside his passage, the vine pushed back inside, harder than before.

Now that he was in less pain, Hiei could give some attention to the rest of the plant. The tendrils on his legs and chest were still squeezing, and the ones around his arms and on his back were still sliding around, spreading sap. Hiei guessed they were trying to arouse him, but all he felt was irritation spiced with embarrassment; he could hardly believe he was being fucked by a plant.

The vine at his rear moved more frantically, and Hiei was happy to think that the humiliating situation might almost be over. A few more thrusts, and a muffled 'pop' was heard, and Hiei felt something cold and slimy being expelled into his insides. His jaw dropped in shock at the realization that the damn plant had *come*. Who ever heard of such a thing? Hiei certainly had not, and he gritted his teeth at this latest indignity.

At least the vine was withdrawing. Hiei relished a vengeful fantasy depicting him slowly shredding, then incinerating a certain mischievous plant. Unfortunately for him, the plant apparently was not finished with him yet. As soon as the tentacle was removed, another slid up his bottom and slowly wormed into his crack. "Aw, hell..."

Deciding he had been submissive for long enough, Hiei again turned his attention to escape. Cautiously, he tried to reopen his Jagan, hoping to incinerate the frisky greenery. He almost groaned in dismay when the demonic eye refused to open, and he realized that the vines holding his head in place were also, by some foul luck, managing to hold the lids closed. All thought left him for a moment when the vine that had been probing him found the opening it was looking for and pushed in, less gently than the first one had. But, now that Hiei was stretched and well lubricated, the movement failed to claim his attention for long. Focusing what power he could gather without the implant, the irked fire demon tried to melt the tentacles holding him. After a few seconds without any slackening of the vines, Hiei looked down and this time *did* groan with dismay. The thick sap he had been coated with was smothering his fire before it could do any damage. And with his third eye held shut, Hiei simply could not summon a flame hot enough to burn off the liquid.

Hiei sighed, having difficulty believing that all his efforts had only resulted in fouling the air with the scent of burned sap.

Trying to resign himself to the ignominy of being a plant's consort, Hiei relaxed and tried to go to sleep. If he could not escape, then there was no point in paying attention to what was going on.

The still-unnoticed figure scowled as it watched from behind an old pine. This was no fun at all; what was the point in capturing prey if the prey did not care? He watched for a few moments more, just to see if the black and white haired captive was playing opossum. When the boy's features slackened, despite the vine's now-rapid thrusts, the voyeur decided the little demon must really not be pretending. Twisting his frown into a haughty smirk, the watcher stepped out from behind his tree, and took a few steps into the clearing.

Despite the difficulty involved in ignoring the happy plant, Hiei had almost fallen asleep when a faint rustling jerked him to wakefulness. When he opened his eyes, the first thing he focused on was a pair of slender feet encased in soft white slippers. Almond-shaped eyes grew impossibly wide as he realized that someone was actually witnessing his predicament.

Gulping with embarrassment, Hiei allowed his gaze to slowly travel up the figure that had stopped three feet from his face. The feet had been attached to legs, only the ankles visible below the hem of the intruder's sleek, white pants. A long, furry, silver tail swayed from side to side behind the legs, only the tip visible at the end of each arc. The pants were topped with a loose white tunic, tied at the waist with a matching sash. The top of the white tunic was open, revealing a slim, yet muscular chest. Pale arms were crossed over that chest, and long silver hair ran down to meet the arms. The angular face that was framed by that hair was smirking, and Hiei found himself gulping from fear and something else -- a feeling that he refused to admit to having.

Trying to will the fear out of his voice at being caught in his predicament, Hiei licked his lips and tried for mercy. "How about, instead of just standing there, you get me out of this thing?"

The pale intruder merely smirked wider at the request. Declining to comment, he slowly walked around the helpless demon, clearly intent on getting the best possible view of the action.

Hiei watched the newcomer for as long as he could, but with the vines holding his head immobile, the silver fox demon had soon passed out of his range. He could still hear the other's slow, cautious steps, however, and his perfect memory insisted on replaying the voyeur's lustful gaze, over and over. When the taller demon paused directly behind Hiei, the utterly embarrassed fire youkai could not prevent an image of that beautiful face, licking its lips in approval and anticipation, from coming to mind.

And with that thought came another, even less welcome one. Despite his captor's insistent caresses, Hiei had remained thoroughly unaroused and uninterested. But now, with the arrival of this other, Hiei could feel the heat spreading across his face and chest, and his manhood began to softly pulse in time with his rapidly increasing heartbeat.

With this came an increased awareness of the tentacle that was forcing its way in and out of his rear, and Hiei had to admit that, while embarrassing, the feeling was far from unpleasant. Not quite liking where his thoughts were leading, the fire demon noted with some relief that his 'visitor' had resumed his inspection.

When the pale figure slowly strutted back into view, Hiei found that the other's flimsy white clothes did almost nothing to disguise the fox's *very* aroused state. Gulping nervously around a suddenly dry throat, Hiei lifted his eyes to the youko's.

"What a fine catch I've made this time," the fox demon drawled, a predatory leer on his face.

The husky voice was enough to distract Hiei for a moment, but then realization dawned. "This is *your* doing!"

The fox crossed his arms over his chest again, and spared his captive an amused grin. "Of course. I've been looking for a new love slave for some time, and I decided to save time by conducting the search at the same time as the try-outs."

Hiei choked at this pronouncement, the words drawing his attention back to the vine currently working his butt. The plant was moving very rapidly, and Hiei imagined he could hear it panting as it strove to reach completion. With another sharp 'pop', the vine finished with him and retracted, making room for the next one.

The silver fox held Hiei's eyes for a moment, then lifted his gaze to watch the spent tentacle pull out, and another assume position. Hiei blushed madly at this, and at the undisguised lust in his captor's eyes. Then the mood was ruined by the retreating vine; instead of drawing away like the first one had, it fell to the ground after freeing itself, and brushed past Hiei's inner thighs on its way down, prompting another giggling fit from the koorime.

Kurama's expression turned from lusty to irritated in a heartbeat. "Hiei," he admonished, "this will never work unless you take it seriously."

Gasping for breath, Hiei looked up at his partner and mustered enough of his composure to look angry. "I *was* taking it seriously! It's your damn plant's fault for tickling me!"

Kurama coughed slightly and looked away, trying to return his face to its formerly haughty, dominating expression. As Hiei felt the third vine feel its way inside, he looked at his lover's face and smiled fondly, remembering why Kurama had wanted to play this game.

People often claimed that Hiei had no feelings, but the opposite was true. Hiei had feelings, too many, in fact, and he constantly had to fight to keep from being crushed under their weight. This was the only thing that had saved him many times and he was proud of it, but when he and Kurama had decided to take their relationship to the proverbial next level, he had discovered that he was not only suppressing his pain and fear, but all of his emotions.

Kurama had tried everything he could think of to get his would-be lover into the same excited state he had been in, but nothing had worked. And while Hiei was willing to let the fox take his own pleasure from Hiei's body, Kurama had been adamant that nothing would pass between them that was not mutual.

So, after a long and fruitless series of remedies from both Makai and Ningenkai, Kurama was feeling very frustrated, and Hiei was feeling quite inadequate. When he realized that his love was angry with himself for what he perceived as a failure to prove his love for Kurama, the fox had hit upon a desperate plan.

If the problem was that Hiei could not allow himself to accept his feelings, then the solution might be to put him in a situation where he had no choice. Kurama hoped that a loss of physical control might help his little love to loosen his emotional control.

After making suitable arrangements, the golden eyed half-human had asked Hiei to fetch a certain flower from their home world, and bring it to his boss. Hiei had suspected nothing, and had been secretly grateful for a chance to prove his feelings for his fox by obeying without question.

Kurama looked down at his soon-to-be lover's flushed face and let his satisfaction bring him back to the cold-hearted fiend he had been pretending to be. Nothing he had done so far had managed to get Hiei to do much more than blush, but know the pretty boy was half aroused. The youko knew that he had to move quickly, though, or he might lose the progress he had just made.

Clearing his throat, he said, "Well, since I won't settle for just anyone, I needed some way to weed out the undesirable applicants, hence, my little friend, here." Kurama waved his hand toward the plant that was currently restraining Hiei. "This is a wonderful little plant, you see. The kujitsu has a very delicate germination phase. It is only capable of germinating in a warm, moist, and completely dark environment, and so it has developed a few special characteristics to aid it in finding such an environment," he finished with a suggestive leer.

Hiei's eyes widened at this revelation. Starting to panic, he cried, "No way! I'm not going to be a breeding ground for one of your killer weeds, Kurama!"

The fox knelt in front of his 'applicant', and patted him consolingly on the head. "Now, now, don't fret. Germination takes less than a day to begin, and you'll soon rid yourself of the seeds before they grow very much. Incidentally, this will also provide the sprouts with excellent fertilizer." He chuckled for a moment at the mixture of relief and disgust evident on his koibito's face, then continued. "Which brings me to your test. It's very simple." Leaning closer, Kurama gazed into beautiful rubies, only inches away, and purred, "I only want slaves who can satisfy me, and I especially enjoy receiving proof of my legendary skills. So, if you don't want this, all you have to do is not come," Kurama leaned closer to whisper in his love's ear. "And if you do come, I'll keep you with me forever."

Hiei shivered, both at the words and at the sexy tone of the voice that spoke them. He opened his mouth to reply, but was cut short as the vine thrust into him at a different angle and connected with something. Hiei cried out at the sensation that spread through his body from the contact. Kurama smirked. "Looks like I won't have much trouble, then. Good, you're pretty cute, and I wouldn't mind screwing you senseless on a daily basis."

Laughing at the dazed look on the koorime's face, Kurama willed the vine to speed up. This would not only allow him to put the next part of his plan into action sooner, but it would hopefully get Hiei even more worked up.

The invading tentacle hit that spot again and again, and Hiei quickly gave up trying to focus on anything else. He had never experienced anything so intensely pleasurable before, and he instinctively pushed his hips down, trying to slide his now-straining erection along the mesh that encased it. However, as soon as he saw the motion, Kurama pulled the plant away from Hiei's crotch. He wanted to drive his partner into a frenzy before giving him any relief. 'After all,' he thought to himself, 'he certainly left me frustrated enough times!'

Hiei panted and groaned, no longer even trying to control his reactions. He felt as if the entire universe had shrunk until it could only hold himself and the vine moving frantically through his sensitized passage. When this vine released its seeds into Hiei's body and withdrew, he found himself whimpering from the loss.

"Shhh," Kurama soothed. "Don't worry, I'm here, and I'll take *very* *good* care of you, I promise." After commanding the plant to relax its hold somewhat, Kurama pulled the moaning demon up until he was kneeling upright before him. Then Kurama began to remove his clothes with quick and graceful fingers, and sighed once his trapped erection was finally free. He knelt down before the very aroused fire demon, and slid forward until his desire was directly below Hiei.

Kurama placed his hands on his lover's shoulders, and slowly forced him to sit down. He gasped as he felt his dripping arousal come into contact with Hiei's hot entrance, and had to use all his control to pull the demon down onto him slowly, instead of yanking hard to bring him down fast. The silver fox had been looking forward to this moment for so long, and he wanted to savor every second.

Once he was fully sheathed inside his partner, Kurama gave in to his temptation and thrust savagely up into Hiei's ass. The little demon cried out and threw his head back. Grinning ferally, the fox demon continued to pound into his small lover's body.

Hiei cried his love's name a few times, but soon gave up any attempts at speech. The feelings running through him were incredible. If he had been able to think rationally, he would have been worried about the vulnerable position they were both in, but in his current state he was only capable of thinking about the hot hardness being forcefully embedded in his flesh.

After centuries of experience, Kurama had learned how to focus on his surroundings while giving in to pleasure, and that skill was put to use once more as he watched his koorime's face. After several minutes, the fox was pleased to hear his love start to choke, while trying, and failing, to keep his head upright. He thrust again and again, harder each time, and was rewarded after one particularly savage thrust with his mate's shout. Kurama wrapped his arms tightly around Hiei's shoulders while the small demon's body shook forcefully and a warm wetness trickled down his chest.

"Ahhh, Hiei," Kurama moaned, and the happiness he felt at finally being able to bring his lover to completion combined with his own pleasure to bring him over the edge.

Hiei seemed only barely conscious, so Kurama kept a tight grip on him while mentally commanding the kujitsu vines to release their prisoner. Once Hiei was free, the silver fox spirit laid down on his side, pulling his lover down with him.

The youko looked into his mate's glazed red eyes and could not keep a smirk from pulling at the corner of his lip. "So," he began, "I guess this means I can keep you forever."

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Wynne: Well, I would've been happier if it was two hot chicks gettin' it on, but, hey; sex is good, regardless of who's doing it. Am I right?

Vines: *affirmative rustling*

Wynne: And I guess you guys enjoyed yourselves?

Vines: *hold up sign saying, 'We Love Hiei!'*

Wynne: *smirk* I could tell. Merry Christmas, Yami-chan!