Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Truth Dice or Dare ❯ Truth Dice or Dare ( Chapter 1 )

A/N: Well, this was originally posted over two weeks on a bulletin board and over at aff.net….I choose to post it as a single story…a one shot…here. There is a follow up story that is complete that I may or may not post, depending on response to this. Enjoy :D

 

Kurama looked at the koorime and the tantei sitting across from him in his room and repeated his question, “Have you ever played truth, dice, or dare?”

Hiei looked at him blankly, wondering what the kitsune had in mind. He had charge of the day's distraction and this is what he wanted to do? Play a stupid game?

Yusuke also looked blankly at the fox, wondering why he'd been included in this nonsense.

Kurama sighed at the lack of response and began to explain, writing on a piece of paper as he did, “It's a very simple game, really, though it works better with more than two people. That's why you're here, Yusuke. You are given a choice by the person who's turn it is, to tell the truth about something, take a dare, or, or, roll the dice. Then you take your turn and challenge the next person.”

“Why did you say `or' twice?” Yusuke asked.

Kurama smiled what could be called a wicked smile under the right circumstances. “'Or' allows the person who's turn it is to choose.”

Yusuke swallowed nervously. “Why are you writing?” he asked, his voice betraying his feelings of ill ease, though he couldn't have said which bothered him more, Kurama's expression or Hiei's sudden interest.

“When you roll the dice, you have to do what they say to the person who challenged you. As you can see, one of the die has dots and the other numbers. The one with the dots will be a location and the one with the numbers will be an action.” He pointed at the little hour glass by his knee that had previously gone unnoticed, “You have to perform whatever actions for as long as the timer lasts.”

Yusuke looked over the list with a growing mixture of excitement and terror. The first list, the location one was odd enough: ear, lips, hand, foot, neck, choice, but the action list was enough to almost make him want to run screaming from the house: lick, kiss, suck, touch, tickle, choice. Trying to mask his fear, he asked, “What is choice?”

“The challenger gets to pick whatever they want. Nothing that happens during the game is discussed outside the game. Oh, and all dares have to be able to be performed in the house. Any other questions?”

“Where's your mother?” Yusuke asked, trying to find a way out without sounding like he was running away from his friends.

“She's visiting relatives for the weekend,” Kurama replied equitably, knowing that the boy would need to be eased into the game. “Why don't you go first, Yusuke?”

“Me? What do I do?” he squeaked.

“Choose whether you want to tell the truth, take a dare, or, or roll the dice,” the kitsune replied calmly.

`Which is the safest option?' “Truth,” he answered.

“Do you fantasize about having sex with men?” Kurama asked, smirking slightly.

 

Yusuke stammered. He wasn't quite expecting that question. Kurama watched him patiently, an almost amused expression on his face. Hiei's eyes were on him, but he couldn't read the koorime's expression. "Uhhhh....well.....ummm....I guess it's happened..."

Kurama lifted an eyebrow, "You guess?"

Yusuke blushed furiously, "Yes, I guess I have."

"You guess?" Kurama looked close to laughing.

"Yes, I have, okay, happy now?" Yusuke spat out at the kitsune.

"Your turn, then."

Still slightly out of sorts, Yusuke turned toward Hiei, "What about you?"

Hiei grinned slightly, "Dice." Kurama handed him the dice and Hiei watched Yusuke closely as he shook the dice and let them fall from his hand. Five and one....neck and lick. Yusuke's face was beginning to turn purple with embarrassment as the fire demon approached him on his hands and knees, eyes glittering with mischief. Yusuke clenched his eyes tightly and lifted his chin, determined to play along, even if his face exploded from the blood rushing to it. Hiei breathed against the detective's ear "Don't look so scared, Yusuke. I'm not going to bite, unless you ask me to." His tongue darted out to trace the vein running from collar bone to chin and Kurama turned over the little minute timer. Hiei continued to lathe the boy's neck, smirking as he gradually relaxed at the contact. Yusuke almost groaned in disappointment as Kurama called time and Hiei backed away.

Hiei returned to where he was originally sitting, and waited for Yusuke to recover his composure before turning to Kurama. "What will it be, Fox?"

Kurama hummed thoughtfully a moment before answering, "Truth."

Hiei regarded him a moment, thinking about what he wanted to know about the kitsune before saying, "Tell us one of your fantasies."

Kurama smiled, "I want to settle down, get married and have a lot of kids."

Hiei nearly choked, "You're kidding?"

"Yes," the kitsune laughed. "Seriously, though, I've lived out most of my fantasies."

"Tell us one. And quit stalling, this game was your decision."

Kurama smiled wickedly, "I enjoy playing with virgins and making them beg me to take them. You, again, Hiei, what will it be?"

 

Hiei eyed the kitsune, "Dare."

Kurama thought a moment. He'd been hoping Hiei would choose dice again. "Take off Yusuke's shirt."

"Hey, wait, don't I get a say in this!" the boy in question protested, backing away from the demonic duo.

Kurama turned to face the dark haired boy, "You can try to stop him, but you can't leave the house."

Hiei stood, and began walking toward the tantei, who was crab crawling to the door. "Come, now, detective, don't make this harder on yourself than it needs to be."

Yusuke reached the doorway and pulled it open sharply, sliding through it to the hall way and attempted to pull it shut again. Hiei grabbed the door and pulled it out of his grasp. Still scrambling backwards, Yusuke began backing down the hallway. He was going the wrong way to escape, however, heading away from the stairs. "C'mon, Hiei, you don't really have to do this, y'know."

Hiei smirked. "I think you just might want me to, detective," he answered as Yusuke's back hit the wall at the end of the hallway.

Yusuke's eyes grew large as he realized he was out of an escape route. He tried to draw his legs up to his chest, only to be hampered by the fire demon now straddling his lap. He looked around wildly for an escape only to see Kurama standing in the doorway of his room with a knowing smile on his face. "Kurama, you bastard!" he shot out as Hiei's hands pulled at his waist band.

"If you want to keep the shirt, Yusuke, I suggest you lift your arms."

"You wouldn't!" he shot back

"Care to try me?" Hiei returned, a wicked smile gracing his lips. Swallowing visibly, Yusuke lifted his arms above his head, allowing the koorime to remove his shirt. Hiei's hands slid along the detective's sides slowly as he pushed the shirt up the boy's body.

Yusuke didn't know whether he was angry at the demon or turned on by the attention. He bit back a groan as Hiei's hands continued their upward journey along his sides and arms. When the shirt left his arms, he shoved at the demon, "Let me up already!"

Hiei glanced over to Kurama. Neither of them had missed the subtle signs of arousal in Yusuke's body. Hiei walked back to the room, folding Yusuke's shirt and set it on the floor next to him. Kurama returned to his place as well. Yusuke took a moment to try and gather himself again before returning to the game.

Hiei waited for the detective to sit down and then asked, "What will it be, Yusuke?"

 

"T-truth." Yusuke stuttered.

Hiei smirked, figuring the boy would try that tactic again. "Tell us how you fantasize about having sex with other men. What do you think about doing? What do you do to yourself?"

It was possible Yusuke could have gotten redder, but not very likely. "I-I-I...uh..." Was the room getting hotter? He rubbed his hand across his forehead and then wiped it on the legs of his pants. "I, uh, think about, uh, well, um, gettingsuckedoffwhilesuckingtheotherguyoff" he muttered

Kurama almost laughed at the boy as Hiei repeated what he said distinctly, "You think about getting sucked off while sucking the other guy off?" The detective's blush began creeping down his chest as he nodded. "And what are you doing while having these fantasies?"

"I umm...well....iasmdf ndaandsl" he ran his hand over his mouth, blurring his words.

"I didn't catch that, detective, you what?" Hiei prompted.

Embarrassment, excitement, and anger warred within the boy's head as he repeated heatedly, "I said I jack myself off. Happy now?"

"Yes."

Yusuke brought his knees up, resting his elbows on them and rubbed his hands over his face, trying to regain his composure. As he did this the two demons looked at each other and smiled. This game was looking to be a good idea. Yusuke's head came out of his hands and he looked at the two, "Kurama, what will you do?"

 

"Dice," Kurama replied, picking said implements of torture up. He shook them, watching Yusuke's face dance between excitement and fear. Two, two....lips, kiss.

Yusuke didn't know whether to curl in on himself, run screaming from the house, or jump for joy as he watched the kitsune crawled on hands and knees toward himself. The red head's eyes were focused on him, looking excited, enticing. Why had he agreed to this game? his mind screamed at him.

Kurama gently tugged at the other's ankles, "Put your legs down, please, Yusuke," he coaxed gently. Still dazed, Yusuke complied, almost bolting his legs back up as the red head moved to straddle his lap. Kurama laid a hand on the scared tantei's face and murmured gently, "Relax, Yusuke. I'm not going to hurt you and no one is going to find out about this." As gentle as a whisper, Kurama's lips touched Yusuke's and Hiei turned over the timer.

Yusuke's eyes remained open, as did Kurama's, both locked together as the feather light kisses continued. The anger and defiance began to drain out of Yusuke's eyes as Kurama slowly deepened the kisses. It was too soon for both of them when Hiei called time. "Kurama?" Yusuke breathed, his hands unconsciously moving to the kitsune's hips.

"Truth," the red head answered.

"You wanted to do that for a while, ne?" Yusuke knew the question was stupid, but he just couldn't think straight.

Kurama covered the darker boy's hands with his own and replied, "So did you." Yusuke blushed deeply when he became aware of where his hands were. Kurama laughed as he backed off the embarrassed boy's lap and turned to Hiei, "Your turn."

 

Hiei looked at the kitsune, thinking a moment, and then said, "Dice." He shook the cubes and let them fall. Six, three...Choice, suck. He looked up at Kurama, grinning wickedly, "So, where should I suck, Fox?"

Kurama returned the grin in kinda, glancing sidelong at Yusuke, who had curled up again, hands covering his eyes, peeking out between his fingers. "Chin," he answered.

Hiei rolled his eyes at the fox, but had no choice but to comply. Tossing the timer to Yusuke, he crawled over to sit on the red head's lap. Drawing his tongue from where the fox's ear and jaw line met, he took the fox's chin in his mouth and began to suck gently on it. Kurama brought his hands to the koorime's lower back and eyed Yusuke. The tantei looked torn between laughter and shock as he stared at the two demons. The sand in the timer reached the bottom cell and he called, "Time."

Hiei released Kurama's chin and muttered something that might have been "baka no kitsune" as he returned to his seat. He folded his hands over his chest and challenged, "Kurama."

"Dare," the fox replied calmly.

 

Hiei grinned and stood up. "Convince the detective to let you eat what I bring up off his stomach." With that challenge, he left the room to go to the kitchen.

"What?" Yusuke squeaked, backing into the wall, trying to vanish into the wall, really.

"Yusuke, it's not going to be anything that will hurt you," Kurama began.

"No, just embarrass the hell out of me!" the shaking boy returned.

"Why? It's just the three of us. No one else will ever know. What are you afraid of?" Kurama's voice was calming, as if he were talking to a child, as he slowly walked on his knees over to Yusuke.

Yusuke dropped his eyes to the floor. What he was afraid of was enjoying it, of becoming one of Kurama's conquests, of wanting to be one of Kurama's conquests. He let out a startled gasp as the red head's hand was laid on his shoulder. Unwillingly, he brought his eyes up to see the green ones looking at him with compassion. "Do you not really want to play, Yusuke?"

"I-i-it's not really that....I-I-I...." he dropped his eyes again.

"What is it, Yusuke?" Kurama's voice couldn't be kinder.

Unwilling, unable to articulate what he was thinking, the dark haired boy shrugged. Somehow, his lip found itself wedged between his teeth.

Kurama tipped Yusuke's chin up so they made eye contact again. "Are you having fun?" The tantei made a motion that may have been a shrug or a nod. Kurama's hand went to his cheek, his thumb ghosting over the other's lips in the process, "We won't do anything you're truly unwilling to do, Yusuke. Will you let me complete Hiei's dare?"

Yusuke blushed deeply then nodded. Hiei entered the room, having waited outside the door while Kurama spoke to the boy. In his hands were a jar of cherries, chocolate sauce, and a can of whipped cream. "Lay down, Yusuke," he ordered.

Yusuke moved away from the wall and nervously supinated himself on the floor, crossing his hands over his chest, and watching the two demons carefully. Hiei walked around the boy to kneel opposite Kurama, shaking the whipping cream as he did. Removing the cap, he sprayed a generous portion around the boy's navel. Yusuke's stomach muscles tightened as the cold food came in contact with his skin, but he bit back any comment. Putting the can down, Hiei fished two cherries out of the jar and placed them on the mound of cream, covering them with chocolate sauce. When finished, he sat back, "Enjoy."

Kurama looked at his nervous plate and smiled reassuringly before bending to the task of removing the dessert toppings. Using his lips, he picked up a cherry, tipping his head back to let it fall in his mouth. He repeated this process with the other one before using his tongue to scoop up the chocolate covered whipped cream.

Yusuke's breathing was uneven as he watched the kitsune slowly devour the pile of whipping cream from his stomach. He let out an involuntary gasp when he felt the red head's tongue touch his skin for the first time. He didn't know if he was embarrassed or aroused from the attention. His body soon began to answer the question his mind couldn't as Kurama continued to lathe his abdomen.

Kurama noticed every reaction Yusuke had, enjoyed them. He could see that the darker boy was developing a telling bulge in his pants. Taking his time, he made sure all the cream and chocolate were thoroughly cleaned from the boy's stomach. "Mmmm, delicious," he murmured as he returned to his seat.

Yusuke shakly made his way to sitting again. His mind was dazed, his body was aroused, and he was confused. Running his fingers harshly through his hair, he tried to focus on anything when Kurama called his name. "Huh?"

"Your turn, what do you want?"

'Oh, gods,' he thought, trying to get something to go through his muffled brain. There were no safe options in this game, he was finding out rapidly. "Or," he finally said, choosing the option of making no choice.

 

Kurama smiled, knowing that Yusuke's mind was beginning to shut down. Deciding to push a little more, he challenged, "Challenge Hiei to choose dice or dare."

The glazed brown eyes turned to meet the red ones, "Well, Hiei, dice or dare?"

Hiei smirked, "Dare, if you think you can, detective."

Yusuke's mind stuttered, 'd-d-dare-dice-dace' when his mouth blurted out "Dance." 'Where the fuck did that come from?'

Hiei rose gracefully, moving the food items to Kurama's desk and walked over to the cd player to select music. Kurama moved to join Yusuke against the wall, giving the koorime room to move around and him a better view. Finding the disk he wanted and placing it in the player, Hiei struck a pose in the center of the floor.

Music that could only be called exotic or erotic floated from the speakers. Gypsy notes stirred the demon's body into motion, moving his hips, hands, body in a way calculated to make eunuchs drool. His eyes grew dark and lustful as his hips moved enticingly, his hands caressing his body. Feeling restricted by his cloak, he removed it from his body, flinging it onto the bed. Never breaking step, he continued to move around the space granted him, hands skimming over his chest, his hips, his ass, as he did. Again, feeling over dressed, he removed his tank top, tossing it to join his cape. His movements became, if possible, more erotic, more enticing.

Kurama could feel his body respond to the koorime's dance. He knew that Hiei could move well, but had never seen him dance before. 'Gods, I'll have to get him to do that again,' the kitsune thought as his mouth watered and his blood pooled in his groin, causing his shaft to grow hard.

Yusuke's eyes glazed over, his mind reaching the melting point and beginning shut down procedures. His semihard shaft demanded more blood from his body, and he shifted to give it room to adjust.

All too soon, the song ended and the koorime sat down. "Kurama, what will it be?"

 

Kurama stared at the koorime, his brain not quite fully functional, "Dice." He returned to his former seat on hands and knees, not really trying to hide the fact that he'd gotten hard watching Hiei. He was also feeling distincly over dressed. 'Damn it, why didn't I choose dare?' he thought to himself, thinking of the ways Hiei could get him to strip. He picked up the dice and rolled them. Two, six...lips and choice.

"What do you want done to your lips, kitsune?" Hiei asked, wondering if the red head would pick something stupid again.

"Come over here and I'll show you," he answered coyly.

Hiei crawled over to sit on the kitsune's lap, deliberately grinding aginst him, making the red head close his eyes in pleasure. Kurama's hand went up to Hiei's neck and he pulled the smaller demon to his mouth in a deep kiss. Hiei continued to rock against the larger demon's erection, feeling his own grow in response to the motion and Kurama's demanding lips.

Yusuke watched the two in utter amazement. He stared, almost forgetting to turn over the timer, as they made out rather passionately before him. He could feel a strange burning sensation in his chest, a sense of being left out, of wanting to be one of the two before him. Groaning, he tore his eyes away from the couple to see that the timer had run out. "Time, you two," he snapped.

Hiei pulled back, looking at the confused boy a moment before looking back to Kurama and smiling. Slowly, he left the foxes lap and returned to his seat.

"Yusuke?" Kurama asked, looking over at the boy, seeing the signs of longing written over his face.

"Dice," he answered.

 

Yusuke picked up the cubes, shaking them in his hands, hoping he would get something that would be entertaining, to say the least. Letting them go, he watched as the numbers landed...Six, five...choice, tickle. He groaned.

An absolutely evil smile graced the beautiful kitsune's face, "So, where shall it be, Yusuke?"

"You're not tickling me!" the teen declared, trying to back into the wall again.

Kurama rose to his hands and knees. "Oh, really?" he asked, stalking his victim. "Why do you think that? Are you ticklish, Yusuke?" The fox pounced, pinning Yusuke to the floor. "Pick or I will," he ordered.

Yusuke squirmed, unintentionally grinding against the hips of the red head above him. Kurama bit back a groan at the contact. "Lemme go!"

"Nuh-hun, not till you pick a place."

Yusuke paused, "'Nuh-hun'? When do you talk like that?" It was then he realized exactly how the kitsune had pinned him to the ground and a blush spread to cover most of his upper body.

Kurama took the opportunity and began tickling Yusuke's sides, making the dark-haired boy squirm and yell in protest, "Not fair, I didn't pick!"

"Too bad, you took too long," the red head returned, trying to keep his eyes open and stay in control of his body as Yusuke's squirming caused his shaft to get harder.

Hiei watched in amusement as the two struggled. He wondered briefly if Yusuke was squirming intentionally. If so, then he wasn't quite as naive as they belived him to be. "Time," he finally called.

Kurama backed off the twitching gasping teen and returned to his seat. He was definitely feeling over dressed. How fair was it that he was still the only one fully clothed? Something had to be done about that. "Hiei."

 

Hiei smirked, “Dare.”

 

"Dare," Kurama repeated thoughtfully, glancing over at the still recovering tantei. "Kiss him the way you kissed me for three minutes."

Yusuke let out a strangled noise and tried to curl up on himself only to be blocked by the firm body of the koorime on his lap. "What's wrong, Yusuke? I thought you wanted this." Hiei rocked his hips against the boy's. Yusuke couldn't help but to groan, his eyes closing halfway. Hiei continued, "I could see it on your face, Yusuke, you want this."

Yusuke opened his mouth to reply or swear or something, the world will never know, and found himself unable to speak, Hiei's mouth covering his own, the koorime's tongue exploring every aspect of his mouth as the demon's hips continued to rock against his own. Eyes wide a moment, Yusuke slowly relaxed into the sensations, his mind shutting down and his hands beginning to roam the back of the fire demon on his lap.

Kurama watched the two, pulling at the collar of his shirt, feeling too warm. 'Damn it, why didn't I have him strip me? Because this is more fun. Argh! I need to get out of these clothes!' He continued to watch the two, his hands unconsciously wandering over his own body.

Hiei was enjoying himself immensely. He confirmed that the detective was indeed naive but also quite willing to open himself to new sensations. He ran his hands down the detective's arms, pushing them downward so the other's hands would cup his ass. He could feel Yusuke fight him momentarily, but another slow grind of his hips ended any form of protest. Once hands were firmly in place, Hiei drew his arms back up and fisted the detective's hair, deepening their kiss, drawing groans from the boy beneath him.

Kurama's mouth was dry as he watched the two. It was approaching time for them to stop, but he didn't want to call it. Why hadn't he said a longer period of time? Why was he still dressed? Damn it! The timer ran out for the third time and he groaned aloud.

Hiei broke the kiss and looked over to the kitsune, "Time, is it?" Kurama nodded reluctantly. Hiei turned and faced Yusuke again, "What will you do?" he asked.

Yusuke looked at the fire demon with bleary eyes, "Huh?"

Hiei smirked, "Truth, dice or dare?"

Vaguely, Yusuke repeated the last word he heard, "Dare?"

Hiei's smirk grew, "Why don't you help Kurama with his clothing problem?"

"Clothing problem?" he mimicked dumbly.

"Yes, he has too many on. Help him out of his shirt, at least." Hiei slid off the detective and returned to his seat.

"Yeah," he muttered as he tried to stand. Yusuke found his body wasn't willing to cooperate with that task, so he crawled on his hands and knees over to where the kitsune sat. Kurama's legs were stretched out in front of him, so Yusuke went a head and straddled them, mimicking the action that had been used on him several times already. "Gotta take off your shirt," he muttered, reaching up for the closures on the pink uniform jacket.

Kurama was leaping for joy, mentally, as the detective sat on his lap. His hands went to the darker boy's hips as he lifted his chin, giving Yusuke freer access to the fastenings of his school clothing. He watched as the dazed tantei fumbled with the hooks and buttons, clumsily opening them.

Yusuke's concentration was completely focused on what his hands were doing. It took all the mental power he had available at the moment just to work the hook closures. Finally reaching the last clasp of the jacket, he watched as the fabric fell open to reveal the bare chest underneath. For some reason, unknown to the small part of his brain still functional, he had to touch that skin. Had to, there were no other words for it. Something would be wrong if he didn't. Running his hands slowly up from the waist band of the red head's pants, he pushed the jacket open, and off as he ran his hands down the other's arms. Still working on that strange instinctive drive, he felt he had to taste something of the skin that was now open to him. Slowly, he brought his lips to the kitsune's neck, tentatively kissing then licking the exposed column. A shuddering gasp from the boy-demon below him brought him back to his senses and he backed away, blushing furiously.

 

Kurama closed his eyes, trying to regain some control. Feeling Yusuke's mouth willingly touch his body made him want more. He looked over at the boy, noting the deep blush and the pained expression. It was time for a break, or the game would end too soon. He looked over at Hiei and could see the other understood. "Hey, you guys want something to drink?"

Hiei merely grunted in assent. Yusuke didn't respond, eyes still glazed. "Yusuke," Kurama said gently, wincing slightly as the boy jumped almost out of his skin, "would you like something to drink?"

Yusuke looked at Kurama confused. A drink? "Uh, yeah, sure, sounds good." he stammered.

Kurama nodded and left the room. Hiei sat quietly, watching the boy. Yusuke rested his elbows on his knees, running his fingers through his hair, looking as if he were trying to solve a calculus problem. He jumped again when Kurama returned, three cold cans of soda in his hands.

"Just relax a bit, Yusuke," Kurama instructed softly as he handed the tense boy his soda.

Yusuke looked over at the fox, his brain just barely functioning, and demanded, "Are you after me?"

Kurama looked at him with an open expression, "Only if you want me to be. Do you want me to be after you?"

Yusuke looked down at the can in his hand, "Fuck, I don't know."

Kurama gave half a grin, "When you know, be sure to tell me, okay?"

Yusuke looked at the red head in surprise and reflexively returned the smile.

 

“Yusuke," Kurama prompted, relieved that the boy didn't jump, "it's your turn."

Yusuke looked puzzled for a moment, not remembering momentarily what Kurama was talking about, "Oh, yeah....Hiei?"

"Dice," Hiei responded. Four, two...foot and kiss.

"Gross!" Yusuke exploded.

"What are you complaining about, detective, I have to kiss your feet.

Yusuke pulled a face at the idea of anyone touching his feet in anyway. Before he could effectively sit on his feet, however, Hiei had grabbed one of his ankles. "I suggest you stop struggling, Yusuke, or you'll hurt yourself."

Yusuke's face turned bright red again as he stopped moving. He looked over at Kurama, who had a wide grin on his face. "Sure, laugh at me, see if I care, Fox," the boy spat, his voice breaking as Hiei's mouth came in contact with the inside of his arch.

"I'm not laughing, Yusuke, you are." Kurama watched as the detective squirm and wiggle under Hiei's ministrations.

Yusuke fought back the giggles he felt rising to his lips, his face contorting wildly as he watched Hiei's mouth repeatedly make contact with the sensitive side of his foot. The look in the fire demon's eyes clearly showed he was enjoying tormenting the boy. Yusuke was relieved and disappointed when Kurama called time, though he didn't know why he was disappointed.

Grinning, Hiei returned to his seat, "Kurama, what will you do?"

 

“Dice," Kurama answered. He tossed them and smiled at the result....two, five...kiss, neck. Licking his lips, he advanced on the koorime, who wore a very satisfied smirk. Sliding into Hiei's lap, Kurama purred, "Don't forget the timer, Yusuke," before gently placing his lips just below the smaller demon's ear.

Hiei groaned slightly as Kurama's lips hit every sensitive spot on his neck. The kitsune's hands massaged his scalp and back slowly, sensually. It was remarkable how much the fox could fit into a minute.

"Time," Yusuke groaned, voice full of longing for something similar to happen to him. He ran his hands though his hair as both demons looked over at him. He was so focused on trying to control himself that he missed the knowing smirk that passed between the two as Kurama returned to his seat.

"Well, Hiei, what do you think you'll do?" the kitsune asked, voice extremely suggestive.

Hiei's lips quirked, "Dare."

 

Kurama smiled broadly, glancing sidelong at Yusuke. "He's wearing too much. Help him with that."

Yusuke stared at the fox. "What?!" he managed to squeak, his face returning to the bright cherry red that it had been for most of the game.

Hiei glanced at the boy and then back to the fox, "Are you sure about that?"

Kurama looked again at Yusuke, considering. "No, I think you should come here and I'll tell you what to do."

Hiei's expression was curious as he crawled over to the kitsune. Yusuke watched the two with eyes that were excited and horrified. He could see Kurama saying something, but couldn't hear what the fox said. Hiei pulled back from the fox with a wide grin on his face.

Yusuke started to back away toward the wall, afraid of and drawn to whatever it was the kitsune had dared Hiei to do. Instead of the wall, however, a warm body stopped him. The fire demon wrapped his arms around Yusuke's waist, holding him gently enough not to scare him but firm enough to keep him still. "Wha-what did he tell you to do?" Yusuke stammered.

Hiei nuzzled the neck of the boy between his legs. "Hold you for the next five turns."

"Five?" Yusuke's voice reached a new octave.

"Yes, five," the koorime returned, his lips near Yusuke's ear, "and I have to do whatever I feel like to you while I hold you. So, if I feel like doing this," his hand slid down the boy's abdomen, ghosting over the erection below, drawing a gasp from the tantei's lips, "then I must. So, Yusuke, your turn."

'Holy fuck, how am I supposed to think?' "Nnnn...." he groaned as Hiei's hands wandered over his chest, playing with his nipples, surprising the boy with how strongly his body reacted to the contact. He lowered his head briefly, eyes closed. "Kurama," he managed to say.

 

Kurama smiled at the scene before him. Hiei was enjoying himself immensely, holding the trembling detective, doing what he could to make him squirm more, but at the same time, not pushing the boy so far he ran screaming from the house. Yusuke's face was an almost comic mix of horror and arousal, his lips parted, cheeks graced with red, eyes glazed. Things were progressing very well, the fox thought as he said, "Dice." Snake eyes...one, one...lick and ear.

Yusuke's mind was too far gone to figure out what the numbers meant. All he knew was that Kurama was crawling toward him and Hiei was holding him still. "What's he gonna do?" the boy asked.

"Why don't you ask him?" Hiei suggested, kissing the base of the boy's neck, drawing a shiver from him.

"Whacha doin', 'rama?" Yusuke stuttered, his capacity for speech rapidly waning.

"This," the fox whispered as he drew his tongue up the outer rim of Yusuke's ear. The boy groaned, his eyes closing. Kurama continued to lick at the ear, teasing the little nub in front, tracing the swirling patterns designed to funnel sound in, tracing the lobe that hung below until Hiei called time. Instead of returning to his seat, Kurama sat back on his heels and waited until Yusuke opened his eyes again. "Yusuke, it's your turn. What will you do?"

 

Yusuke's glazed bleary eyes looked over at the fox, "D-d-dice," he stammered quietly, his voice shaking and unsure. His whole body was shaking as he tried to pick up the miniscule cubes. After three tries, he managed to get them both into his hand. Hiei and Kurama exchanged a knowing glance as Yusuke concentrated on the difficult task of letting the dice fall. Three, five...suck and hand. Yusuke looked at the numbers blankly, his mind just not able to figure out what they meant with Hiei's hands roaming his torso and his lips and tongue along his spine. "'sit mean, 'rama?" he stammered out.

Kurama smiled gently at the befuddled detective, the one who could put his head through a concrete wall without being dazed but was succumbing to the gentle touches and teasing of Hiei and himself. "It means you suck on my hand, Yusuke."

"Oh, okay," he murmured, taking Kurama's hand into his own, looking at it carefully. "You have long fingers," he noted, somehow knowing that the statement was stupid and not really caring. Eyes focused on those fingers, he took the first two into his mouth and began to suck them.

Kurama leaned close to the boy's ear, "Use your tongue, too, Yusuke." He almost groaned as the other's tongue began to tentatively touch and stroke his fingers. He could easily imagine another part of his body being in that warm wetness instead. He whispered more instructions, "Use your tongue to explore, to find a place that will make me ..." he let out a gasping groan as the Yusuke's tongue became firmer, more demanding. He dropped his head to the boy's shoulder, feeling him smirk around his fingers.

"Time," Hiei muttered, amused that the fox was loosing control of himself.

After Kurama's fingers left his mouth, Yusuke stated, "Hiei, it's your turn."

 

Hiei nuzzled at the detective's neck again, "Dice sounds like fun," he replied. Kurama handed the koorime the dice, blushing under the knowing smirk the little demon gave him. Hiei's cheek rested against Yusuke's arm as he tossed the dice. Double six...double choice. "Well, Yusuke, what will it be? What shall I do to you?"

The boy groaned as so many ideas wandered through his brain. He was beginning to feel somewhat in control with how Kurama reacted and now this? His body craved so much contact that his mind could not sort out the demands properly. "I-I-I want..." his voice trailed off,

Hiei nuzzled against the boy, "What is it you want, Yusuke?" His hands continued to roam over the boy's chest, occasionally teasing the waist of his jeans, his pinky fingers just barely teasing the straining member below.

"Please," Yusuke groaned as the too faint touch ghosted by his erection again.

"Please what, Yusuke? You have to tell me what you want," Hiei's voice was dark and gentle.

Unable or embarrassed to say the words, Yusuke grabbed Hiei's wrist and put his hand over the strained fly of his jeans. Releasing Hiei's wrist, Yusuke covered the smaller demon's hand with his own and moved it along his shaft. "That," he breathed, leaning back against Hiei's shoulder.

"Detective, are you developing a problem?" the fire demon asked.

"Fuck you," the dazed boy shot back, the words intensity diminished by the breathiness of his voice.

"If you'd like to, I suppose we could."

It took the rest of the time allotted for those words to sink through Yusuke's overly stimulated brain. "Holy shit," he murmured, turning to look at the koorime, eyes wide and clearer than they had been for a good portion of the game. "You fucking mean that?" His gaze shifted to take in both demons.

"Yes, Yusuke," Hiei answered.

"We both do, if that's what you want." Kurama added.

"Shit," the boy muttered, looking at the floor between his legs. He ran his hand through his hair.

Kurama stood, "I'm going to get more drinks."

Hiei let the detective go, knowing he needed to think things through without distraction for a moment

 

Yusuke's mind was whirling rapidly, 'They want to fuck me? That's why I'm here. Holy shit, I've never been so...so...turned on and weirded out at the same time. Damn,' he ran his fingers through his hair again, absently noting he'd been doing that a lot. 'I have had fantasies about them. Would it really be bad to act on them? Them touching me feels really good. I really want to feel...fuck, I want to more than feel. I wanna make Kurama groan again. Damn, that was hot. And Hiei....' Yusuke's imagination took over, images of the koorime writhing in pleasure. 'Fuck it, I want to keep going.'

Kurama had returned with drinks, handing one to Yusuke. He was surprised when the boy grabbed his wrist as he was turning to return to his seat. "Where you going, fox-boy? We have a game to play and it's my turn." Yusuke smirked at the broad grin and wink the kitsune gave him.

"So it is," Kurama replied, turning to Hiei, "and aren't you supposed to be completing a dare? You have two more turns left." He knelt again next to Yusuke, who continued to hold his wrist.

Hiei returned to sit behind the detective, wrapping his arms around the boy's waist and dropping a kiss on his neck. Yusuke leaned back into the koorime, enjoying the contact between the skin of his back and the skin of the demon's chest. "So, Hiei, what will it be? Truth, dice or dare?"

Hiei though a moment, nuzzling the boy's hair. "Truth," he answered for the first time.

 

“Truth, hun?" Yusuke muttered. "Well, then, Kurama and I have shared our fantasies. What's yours?"

The koorime continued to nuzzle the boy in his arms, every so often dropping kisses or licks against his skin as he spoke, "Well, detective....right now....I'd have to say....my fantasy is....to see you....and Kurama...act out....your fantasy...while I watch....and then...either after....or during...depending...I want....to fuck...you senseless." Hiei's lips came in contact with the skin just below Yusuke's ear and he sucked, drawing a groan from the boy.

Yusuke's breathing was rapid and he had to shift his hips, thrusting into the air as the fire demon's words and kisses caused his already aching shaft to strain for contact. "Holy fuck, Hiei," he breathed.

Hiei's lips left the tantei's neck and he smirked, "Well, Kurama, what do you want?" He glanced over to the kitsune, who looked almost to be in pain, pulling at the fabric of his pants.

Green eyes met red with a determined glare, "Dare."

 

The koorime buried his nose behind Yusuke's ear, licking the skin of his neck as he did so. His eyes remained fixed on the green ones before him, full of longing and lust. Hiei's eyes flicked to the detective and back to the kitsune, questioning. Kurama bit his lip and shook his head slightly. No, Yusuke wasn't quite ready for the game to end just yet. They needed to play a little longer. Hiei's eyes flicked downwards and back. The kitsune shrugged slightly. Yusuke missed the silent communication because Hiei's hands had begun to wander over his body more firmly, causing the dark haired boy to close his eyes. Finally, Hiei spoke, “His pants are too tight, Fox, help him with that.”

Yusuke's eyes opened at this proclamation, but he didn't protest. Kurama smiled at him, “So, can I have my hand, Yusuke?”

The boy blushed, forgetting that he was still holding the fox's wrist. “Sorry `bout that,” he muttered, releasing his hold.

“Don't be,” Kurama returned, brushing his fingers along Yusuke's cheek. “You can have it back when I'm done, if you'd like.” The fox trailed his hand down the detective's chest, “Well, how are we going to help you with your pant problem?” he murmured, his eyes holding the brown ones before him.

Yusuke's mouth went dry, excitement and fear warring in his head. He watched the fox carefully. “What do you suggest, `rama?”

The kitsune considered, tipping his head slightly. Reaching a decision, he pulled on Yusuke's hands, “Stand up.” He pulled them both to their feet, steadying the dark haired boy as he wavered slightly on his feet. Kurama ran his hands slowly up the other's arms, across his chest and down to his waistband, watching his eyes the entire time. The mixture of desire and uncertainty in Yusuke's eyes was intoxicating to the fox, causing him to moisten his lips in anticipation.

Yusuke watched as Kurama's tongue darted out between his lips, a small groan escaping as the clever fingers started working on the button of his jeans. His hands found the other's arms and began wandering up and down slowly. His eyes began drifting shut as the kitsune's fingers began working on his zipper. As Kurama's fingers began to wander along his waistband, Yusuke pulled the fox closer, wrapping his arms around the red head's shoulders, one hand tangled in the other's hair, bringing their mouths together.

Kurama groaned as their lips met and his hands slid under the fabric of Yusuke's jeans to cup the boy's ass. Working with his wrists, not wanting to move his hands, he shoved the boy's pants down past his hips, vaguely feeling them fall to the ground around his ankles. A sharp noise of Hiei clearing his throat caused him to pull back slightly to look at the koorime. Yusuke groaned and leaned his forehead against the red head's shoulder. “Yusuke,” Kurama murmured, “what do you want to do?”

 

Yusuke nuzzled the fox's neck, “Truth.”

Kurama fought the urge to pull the boy's body closer to his own, “What is it you want to do now, Yusuke?”

Yusuke slid his feet forward, pressing his body closer to Kurama's, looked over his shoulder to see Hiei watching avidly from his seat on the ground. “I-I-I,” he took a deep breath, trying to organize his thoughts, “I want to….” his voice trailed off as he buried his head between his arm and Kurama's chest.

“What, Yusuke?” Kurama prompted gently, “What do you want to do?”

Hiei stood up and walked over to the pair, placing his hands on the detective's hips and bringing his body close to the boy's. Yusuke's eyes came out again, full of desire and frustration. “I want to…” again, his voice failed him. He looked up into Kurama's eyes, “Please…”

“Please what, Yusuke? Tell us what you want and we'll do it, but not until you tell us.” He had a fairly good idea what the boy wanted, but things needed to be clear between them.

“I-I-I…I want to do what Hiei said…”

“And what is that, Yusuke?” Hiei murmured into his back, his lips brushing the tantei's spine.

“I want to….I want to suck off Kurama….and…get fucked…by you,” the boy answered, taking deep breaths between words. He buried his face again, embarrassed and thrilled by his confession.

“Yusuke,” Kurama said gently, waiting for the boy's eyes to meet his own, “as you wish.” He brought his lips down to meet the other's and felt Hiei's hands slip around his body, pulling the three impossibly close.

 

Hesitantly, the boy opened to him and he explored every aspect slowly, finally drawing the other's tongue into his own mouth. After a few strokes of encouragement, Yusuke's tongue began to wander in the kitsune's mouth, gingerly exploring the new territory. Small groans from the red head encouraged the darker boy to become bolder in his actions as he pulled the other closer.

Reluctantly, the dark haired boy broke the kiss, the need to breathe becoming unavoidable, and timidly began kissing down the red head's neck. Kurama tilted his chin up, allowing Yusuke full access to his neck. He slid one hand up the tantei's back to fist in his hair, the other remaining on his ass to hold him close.

Hiei stepped back, moving to sit on the bed and watch the two in front of him. Vaguely, he wondered how long he'd be able to wait before the anticipation would be too much for him.

With the loss of Hiei's body heat, Yusuke's body moved to seek more, grinding against the kitsune. Groaning, Kurama suggested, “Why don't you take off my pants, Yusuke?”

A grin lit the tantei's features as he pulled back from the delectable skin that covered the red head's neck. He ran his hands from the other's hair to his chest, “Good question, `rama,” he murmured, sliding his hands downward, only to slip them around the red head's waist. “I don't wanna yet,” he answered, returning his lips to the kitsune's neck.

A sound that was a mixture of disappointment and arousal escaped Kurama's throat. The disappointment lost it's footing, however, when Yusuke found a particularly sensitive spot on his neck. Yusuke's hands wandered over the back of the red head, massaging and feeling every inch of skin there, flirting with the waistline of the red head's school pants.

Yusuke's lips traveled downwards, tongue darting out every so often. He wanted to hear the fox begging before he made a move to remove his pants. He wanted pay back for everything the wily kitsune had put him through. He wanted the great Youko Kurama to beg a virgin to take him. These thoughts played through his mind as he trailed a path down to one nipple, licking it before taking it into his mouth.

Kurama groaned, arching into the boy's touch, whimpering slightly in need. He massaged Yusuke's scalp, his eyes closing, only to open wide when the boy bit down on the nub of his chest. “Yusuke!” he gasped.

“Tell me what you want, Kurama,” the boy murmured as he moved across to torment the other nipple, both his hands sliding down to cup the kitsune's ass.

Kurama groaned, bringing his head forward. `Damn it,' he thought, `I am not going to…' “Please,” he gasped as Yusuke's teeth made contact with his other nipple. He could feel the boy smirking before he pulled back.

“Please what?” his voice was falsely innocent and light as he trailed back to the nipple he'd just left.

Hiei smirked from his seat on the bed. A proud kitsune and a head strong boy. He wondered which would win in the end. Looked like stubbornness was going to win, even if it did lack experience. He leaned back on his elbows to watch the battle of wills.

Kurama bit back another groan, determined not to beg. `Damn hentai minded…' “Please,” escaped his throat again, against his will. Yusuke just hummed with his nipple trapped between his teeth. Whimpering, “Please, Yusuke…”

 

Yusuke looked up at the red head, saw that his eyes were closed, and enjoyed the sense of power and control he had in what had been an otherwise crazy night. He saw the look of need crossing the kitsune's face and took pity on him, tracing his waistband around to the fastenings. Kurama's eyes opened and he watched the tantei's face and fingers as he undid the button and zipper. Licking his lips, Yusuke slid his hands along the fox's waist line and stepped closer and returned to tasting the expanse of skin before him. He pushed at the pants, causing them to pool on the floor.

Kurama groaned, stepped out of his fallen clothing and pulled the detective closer to his body with the hand that was resting on the other's ass. With the hand in the boy's hair, he pulled Yusuke's head back slightly and attacked his lips as he ground slowly into the other boy's hips.

Yusuke moaned wantonly, his hands tightening on Kurama's ass, returning the motion. He couldn't remember doing anything ever that felt so good. He never wanted it to end. He wanted so much more than just what they were doing, though. Pulling back, he gasped, “More, need more.”

Kurama smirked at the lust-filled comment, finally returning the tantei's favor of making him beg. Needing more himself, however, he could not bring himself to make the detective ask again. Gently he pulled them down, kneeling and then pulling the boy on top of him. Another deep kiss, and then said, “Do what you want to me, Yusuke.”

Yusuke groaned, and buried his head in the kitsune's neck, his confidence shaken at this invitation. Yes, he'd made the kitsune beg, but he didn't know what else to do to him, what would make him feel as good as he felt.

Kurama's hands gently wandered Yusuke's back. “What is it, Yusuke?” he asked softly.

Without moving his head, the detective muttered, “I don't know what to do to you.”

Kurama laughed softly, “But you were doing so well, Yusuke. Just keep doing whatever you think of.”

Yusuke pulled back, his eyes full of lust and longing and fear. “Kurama, truth, dice, or dare?” he asked, feeling the need to return to a safer footing.

Kurama ran his fingers across the detective's face, “Dare, Yusuke.”

 

Yusuke tried to drop his eyes, but the kitsune's hand on his cheek prevented him. “Look at me, Yusuke,” the fox instructed gently. “What do you want me to do?”

“Sh-show me what to do,” the boy stammered out.

Kurama smiled gently at the boy, “You were doing marvelously, Yusuke. Keep doing what you were doing. That felt wonderful.”

Yusuke blushed and again tried to drop his eyes, “But, I-I-I….” He took a deep breath and began again, “But I want to do more and I don't know how.”

Kurama pulled the boy down and kissed him, running his tongue gently along the tantei's lower lip, entering his mouth languidly. Yusuke used his own tongue to massage the invading member, drawing a groan from the demon below him. Encouraged, he became bolder and entered the kitsune's mouth. Kurama's hand slid from his cheek to the back of his head, fisting in his hair. The fox brought his hips up against Yusuke's, dragging a lustful moan from the boy and causing him to move his hips in time to Kurama's thrusts. Reluctantly, Kurama pulled back. “Just like that, Yusuke,” he moaned.

“But, I want to…I want to go down on you…but, I don't…know how…” Yusuke panted between moans.

Those words, the longing behind them, the lust, the need, sent a jolt of desire through Kurama's body, sharply focused in his lower abdomen. Closing his eyes briefly to recover enough to speak, he began, “You remember what I said about my fingers, ne?” He felt more than saw the detective nod, his vision being clouded with physical sensations. “Use your tongue….explore…” a deep groan issued forth as the tantei's lips suckled on his neck, that tongue darting out to tease the sensitive flesh. Attempting to collect his thoughts again, Kurama stated, “You could always give me your dick to play with…..and do what I do…” He lost the battle for words when Yusuke's hands pinched his nipples harshly.

Hiei watched the two on the floor, feeling his clothing becoming more and more restrictive. As the two before him talked, he slowly undid the belts that held his pants up. Hearing the always proper kitsune at a loss words, and the bold as brass detective begging uncertainly served to increase the fires Hiei felt in his body. Lifting his hips, he shoved his pants off his body and began fondling himself, determined to wait a little longer before joining the party in front of him.

Yusuke pulled back from the delectable neck and looked into Kurama's eyes. “You really wanna suck me off?” he asked, amazed, turned on, at being wanted. Unable to speak, the kitsune nodded. His eyes took in the lust that glazed the fox's eyes, the flush of color on his cheeks, his parted lips, the wanton desire written over every aspect of his face. “Fuck, Kurama, you're so hot,” he muttered, capturing the demon's lips demandingly.

Kurama arched into that contact, desire burning through his body. Gasping, he pulled back, “I want your dick, now,” he ordered, not able to control himself much longer.

Fire surged through Yusuke's body at the lust and passion in Kurama's voice. Whimpering at the loss of contact, he moved to comply with the kitsune's demand. He felt bereft briefly when Kurama's hands left his body so that he could turn around. Carefully, he lifted his leg over the fox's head before resting his forearms on either side of his hips. The return of Kurama's hands to his ass and the sight before his eyes was the best thing he could imagine. Until the fox's tongue reached out and stroked his erection from base to head, causing him to bury his nose in the red head's groin with a loud groan.

“Do what I do, Yusuke, or I stop,” Kurama threatened.

“Stop and I bite whatever I can reach,” the detective returned before mimicking the kitsune's actions, adding a small nip at the end to prove his point. Kurama's hips rose to meet Yusuke's mouth, his hands tightened as he held the boy's ass, and a deep groan issued from his chest, exciting Yusuke and encouraging him to continue.

The two continued to explore, to push each other further, for an eternity, for no time at all, as Hiei watched. The fire demon continued to stroke himself, moaning slightly, wanting more than just his hand, but wanting to watch the flesh show before him. He groaned outright when he saw the two swallow the other's erection, his hand gripping his own almost painfully. He took a deep breath, trying to regain control of himself, thinking ahead to fucking the foul mouth detective senseless and wordless. Smiling slightly, he moved his hand from his member and watched the two.

Yusuke's mind was reeling, circling the black hole of oblivion as he lived out one of his most carnal fantasies. Kurama's mouth felt better than he could have ever imagined wrapped around his shaft. The way his tongue danced was pure delight. The fox even tasted better than he would have thought possible. He wanted to fully experience his fantasy. He wanted to have the kitsune come in his mouth. There had been times when, after his fantasies, Yusuke had tasted his own essence. He desperately wanted to swallow what Kurama had to offer him. His own building climax was all that stood in his way. He didn't want to cum until he drained the fox. He groaned against the flesh in his mouth and began sucking harder, trying to pull Kurama's orgasm out of his body.

Kurama couldn't believe how quickly Yusuke learned and adapted. The kitsune could feel his end approaching, and when Yusuke began sucking, he knew the boy wanted everything. His hands wandered inward as they held the boy's ass, his fingers reaching for the sensitive flesh between the firm flesh. With one finger, he rubbed small circles in the skin behind Yusuke's sac, knowing that small motion would send the boy over the edge. A sound that was a moan, a groan, a sigh, a wail, the most erotic noise known to man, escaped the fox's throat as his body found its release, his seed filling Yusuke's mouth as the detective's body filled his own mouth.

Swallowing desperately, as if without it he would die, Yusuke continued to suck Kurama's member until it stopped twitching. Wearily, he pushed himself off the demon, rolling onto his back, one arm over his eyes, “Fuck, that was better than I thought it'd be.”

Kurama pulled himself off the ground and laid next to the detective, pulling his face over for a deep kiss. “Glad you enjoyed it, Yusuke.”

Yusuke's eyes met the fox's, uncertain, “Did you?”

Kurama smiled, and kissed the boy again, “Absolutely.”

Yusuke smiled and relaxed into the fox's kiss. A hand on his chest pulled him away from the soft lips. “You're not finished yet, detective,” a much neglected fire demon informed him.

 

Yusuke licked his lips, nervous, excited, and a little scared. He wanted Hiei, almost needed him, but at the same time, he was afraid of what could happen, uncertain at what lay before. Anticipation, lust, hunger, terror lit his eyes as they swept the body of the fire demon kneeling next to him. His eyes returned to the petite demon's face, emotions raw in them. Hiei bent down, brushing the detective's lips with his own, tracing his cheek with one hand, “Don't be afraid, Yusuke. You'll enjoy yourself.” He then brought his lips back, demanding more of the spent boy.

Yusuke groaned as the koorime's tongue demanded entrance. Kurama's hand stroked his chest gently as the kitsune remained by his side. The boy brought one hand up to the fire demon's face, his fingers massaging the flesh of his cheek gently. He could feel the fire that he thought had gone out begin to build again as the kiss became more demanding.

Hiei moved to straddle the detective's hips, Kurama moving back slightly to give him room, but continuing his gentle massage. Yusuke's free hand came to rest on the kitsune's thigh, his fingers working, keeping the fox from moving too far. Kurama's lips came to the detective's shoulder, reassuring him, silently, that he would stay as near as needed to help the boy feel comfortable.

Hiei's lips broke contact with the tantei's and began following the line of his jaw to his neck, nipping and sucking as he moved. Some part of Yusuke's mind noted that Hiei was more aggressive than Kurama had been, but that part was quickly silenced as the koorime found the tender skin just below his ear. Yusuke moaned loudly as Hiei devoured the flesh there, rocking his hips against the boy's stomach as he did. Almost violently, the fire demon continued to ravage the neck that lay before him, drawing groans from deep within the boy.

Kurama watched, the fire demon's hunger fueled the return of his own. As Hiei began to consume the flesh of Yusuke's chest, the kitsune pulled the boy's face toward him, claiming his mouth desperately. Yusuke responded by thrusting his own tongue into the fox's mouth, claiming it as his own. Kurama moaned lustfully, drawing a brief glance and a smirk from the koorime.

Yusuke's mind was completely overwhelmed by the taste and feel of the two demons. He hungered for more, needed it to live, desperately craved it, more than he desired the air he breathed. He drew his sustenance from the kitsune's mouth, the koorime, the source of any sanity given to the carnal creature that writhed on the floor. Hiei's teeth made contact with his nipple, causing him to pull away from Kurama, groaning loudly, before frantically returning to the fox's mouth. Hiei bit again, this time pinching the other nub viciously at the same time. Yusuke pulled back again, “Fucking hell,” he gasped, looking down at the koorime. With a smirk, Hiei licked the nipple as the detective watched before claiming his mouth again. Any ideas of protest of any form vanished from the boy's mind and body.

Hiei's body was a raging inferno of need. If he didn't start preparing the boy beneath him now, he would run the risk of just taking him without it, and that would not be the best idea. He broke the kiss with Yusuke, glanced over at Kurama, who nodded his understanding, then whispered in Yusuke's ear, “Don't be afraid, just relax, and this will go much easier.” He shifted his body so that he could trail his hand down the boy, gently fondling his growing erection with one hand as the other hand found the tube he'd brought over from the bedside table. He continued to whisper gently to the dark haired boy, “It'll feel a little strange, and it may hurt a little, but it will feel wonderful, okay?”

Yusuke's eyes were clouded as he looked at the fire demon, “Wha-wha---?” he just couldn't get the word to form.

Hiei understood what the detective was trying to say, and preened a little that he couldn't say it. “I'm going to get you ready to be fucked, Yusuke. If I don't do this, it'll hurt a lot. We don't want that. We want you to enjoy yourself, okay?”

The boy blinked, trying to understand the words filtering through his befuddled mind, and then nodded. Hiei kissed him once more and then moved off the tantei's body, a needy moan escaping the boy's throat as Kurama moved to sooth him, gently rubbing his chest. Yusuke felt his legs being moved and looked down to see the koorime lifting his knees, bending them and moving them apart as he slid between them. He watched as the fire demon ran his hands down his thighs, cupping his ass, lifting his hips slightly.

Watching the detective carefully, Hiei uncapped the lube and slicked his fingers, placing the tip of one on the boy's entrance, rubbing it in small circles. Yusuke's eyes closed halfway and the fire demon slowly applied more pressure, his finger sliding into the boy. Yusuke's eyes flew open as he noticed the intrusion. Kurama began whispering for him to relax over and over, almost a mantra, and the boy's eyes returned to half-mast. As the boy's body relaxed, Hiei added a second finger, stretching the boy's opening further. At first, Yusuke tightened around the fingers, but as the friction reached his brain, he relaxed, enjoying the pushing pulling sensation. The addition of a third finger only brought a carnal moan from the detective's throat, his hips thrusting to meet the invaders, to bring them deeper.

Hiei couldn't wait any longer. He withdrew his fingers, smirking in triumph at the lost sound issuing from the tantei. Covering his erection with a generous portion of the lube, he moved to enter the boy's body. “Stay relaxed, Yusuke,” he murmured, pressing his shaft into the tight entrance. Groaning loudly, he rested his forehead against the boy's chest as he entered him fully, pausing to let them both adjust to the intrusion. Panting mewls that sounded like a string of “please's” encouraged him to move again, making small thrusting movements from where he lay before moving to sit back again.

Yusuke's over taxed mind reeled. This had to be heaven, he thought, only to be pushed further as Hiei's dick found the bundle of nerves that caused fireworks to explode in his head. “Holy fucking hell!” he gasped, loosing the ability to speak again when the koorime hit the same spot over and over. He could feel the fire growing in his groin, spreading to encompass his body. This had to be heaven, he thought, again to be pushed farther as Kurama's hand began stroking his engorged member. Blindly, he sought out the fox's erection to return the favor, ignoring the awkward angle that put his arm in, totally focused on the pleasure he wanted to give. He would explode if he didn't share what he felt. He heard the kitsune moan against his shoulder as his fingers convulsively gripped the red head's shaft and began to stroke.

Hiei was loosing the battle for control over himself. He felt his own climax approaching and could see the two before him reaching that same place. Quickening his pace and adding his hand to Kurama's on the detective's member, he pushed the boy farther. Convulsively, violently, the detective came hard over his chest, his hand squeezing Kurama's shaft in a vice-like grip, pulling him over the brink as his body clamped Hiei, dragging him over as well. Time froze for the three, their bodies held in stasis by the strength of their release. Slowly, the three began to relax, panting for air. Hiei slowly slid out of the detective, moving to lie beside him, opposite Kurama. He looked at Yusuke's face, finding it flush, eyes closed, mouth open, completely slack. Over the boy's chest, he looked at Kurama, who smiled at him tiredly. He returned the smile and allowed his eyes to close.

 

A/N Yeah, me again….I had several suggestions throughout the course of this story that worked their way into this little bit of nonsense. Some of these came from Kogas Hentai Luver, SweetMisery, Shadow Jaganshi, Hoshi Hikira, touya4me, mhmartini, and others that I can't remember just at this moment :D I want to thank them and reviewers.