Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction ❯ Two to Train ❯ Two to Train ( Chapter 1 )

Hiei slid the window open, smirking as he did. He was being followed and he had plans in mind for his pursuer. He locked the window behind him, and drew the shade down. He wasn't going to make it that easy to catch him, not by a long shot. There was no one in the spacious apartment aside from himself. He quickly made sure the other windows and doors were locked, waiting, knowing the locks would only delay his hunter. He could feel the excitement building, knowing that the game was being played out to his desires. He smiled as he felt the other begin walking up the stairs, slowly, dignified. Always dignified, no matter where the game ended, no matter who was chasing, or how long the chase lasted. Kurama never lost his cool, at least outwardly. Hiei went to the bedroom they were both familiar with, though it belonged to neither, and sat in the chair to wait.

 

Kurama had a fair idea what the little koorime had planned. They had discussed it before, different approaches, timing, if they would be able to. It was something they both wanted, but they were uncertain if they would be allowed to have it. He smiled, hoping for the best as he caused the door to open itself, slipping into the apartment to find the fire demon.

 

“Tired of waiting, Hiei?” Kurama asked from the doorway of the bedroom.

 

“If we waited until you were tired of waiting, fox, we'd never get here,” Hiei countered, standing from the chair. “Are you really complaining, Kurama?” His eyes darkened as he tipped his head slightly, exposing his neck above the scarf he wore.

 

Kurama walked across the room, wrapping his arms around the smaller demon, “No, not at all.” He brought his lips down to that exposed neck.

 

“Good, because it's your job to convince him,” the koorime breathed as the kitsune licked his neck.

 

“Hmmm….I think I can manage that,” Kurama hummed as he drew his lips along Hiei's jaw to capture his lips. His hands worked expertly to remove the black-haired demon's outer cloak, enjoying the feel of the warm skin under his hands. Hiei's hands slid into the red hair and began massaging the back of his scalp, bringing their lips closer together. Wanting more, the red head opened his mouth slightly, allowing his tongue to pass through and press against the other's lips. Being granted passage, he explored every surface in the delightfully warm mouth. He enjoyed the small groan of pleasure that escaped Hiei's throat as his hands explored the smaller demon's body.

 

They both heard the sound of the key working in the front door. They pulled back from their kiss, smiling at each other. They remained entwined, however, watching the door of the room, waiting for their mutual prey.

 

The raven haired teen was puzzled. He had only stepped out for a moment and didn't think he'd locked the door behind himself. `Musta been reflex,' he thought, trying to dismiss the feeling. He became aware of the presence of someone…no, some two in his room. He was puzzled. Usually, if the child ruler of the Reikai had a job, he'd send Botan and Yusuke would have to find the two demons. Shrugging to himself as he stepped out of his shoes, he continued to his room.

 

The sight that greeted him was far from what he'd been anticipating, but one he'd secretly dreamed about. His mouth went dry as he took in Kurama's arms wrapped around Hiei. Hiei had his face buried in the redhead's neck, having grown tired of waiting. Kurama's eyes were dark with lust as he held Yusuke's gaze, a smile gracing his lips. “Like what you see, detective?” he asked quietly. Hiei looked away from the kitsune's neck, also smiling as he drew away and sat on the bed. Kurama flowed across the room, coming to stand behind the stunned teen. His hands began to play along the boy's arms lightly, drawing shivers of anticipation and gooseflesh from the teen. `This is going to be easier than we thought,' the fox gloated. “Would you like to join us?” he whispered, his breath brushing against Yusuke's neck. “Tell me you don't enjoy the though of being taken and we'll stop right now.”

 

Hiei watched as Kurama spoke softly against the sensitive skin of Yusuke's neck. He could see the boy's eyes glazing over, lust filling them. Slowly, he pulled his tank top up, running his hands over his stomach and chest, giving the tantei and the kitsune a show. “Tell me you don't want to see more, Yusuke, and we'll stop right now,” Kurama purred as his lips touched the other's ear.

 

Yusuke groaned. He never would have believed the situation he found himself in were he not there. “Don't stop, please” he breathed.

 

Kurama wrapped his arms around the detective. “That's what I was hoping to hear,” he murmured as he kissed the sensitive skin behind the boy's ear. His hands wandered over Yusuke's chest, down to his waist band, pulling the fabric free. “Hiei,” the kitsune instructed, “why don't you show Yusuke what he's asked for?”

 

Hiei removed his tank top completely, watching as the kitsune mimicked the action of his hands on Yusuke. Placing his hands on his abdomen, he drew them up along the sides of his body, ghosting over his nipples, his fingers brushing along his shoulders and collar bones as he brought his hands down the center of his body. He then drew his finger nails up and circled his chest, finally pinching his nipples between his nails. He could feel the sensation travel down to his groin and watched as Yusuke began to grow hard under Kurama's ministrations. Licking his lips, he trailed his hands down to remove his belts.

 

Kurama continued to play with Yusuke's nipples, however, not ready to fully undress the detective just yet. He could feel the boy groan as Hiei's belts were removed slowly from around the koorime's waist. Yusuke began to reach blindly for his own pants, beginning to feel uncomfortable in them. “Not yet, Yusuke, just watch a little longer,” the kitsune urged as he held the boy's hands away from their destination.

 

Hiei worked with the opening of his pants, enjoying that Yusuke was showing obvious delight in his show and Kurama's touch. He kicked off his shoes and leaned back to remove his pants, lifting his hips, proud of his body, of the erection that stood there. He smiled at the gasping intake of air he heard from his audience. He splayed the fingers of one hand over his cock as he propped himself up on the other elbow. “Like what you see?” he asked as he stroked himself.

 

Yusuke was practically drooling, even though his throat still felt dry. This was so much better than any of his dreams. Kurama's hands and lips were driving him to the brink, and Hiei lying naked on his bed was almost too much of a temptation. He wanted…he wasn't sure what he wanted, but he felt as if his mind was reeling, swirling around, and that it would never function again. He thrust his hips against the binding fabric, again trying to remove his pants.

 

Kurama noticed the boy's growing frustration with his remaining clothing. He, too, was feeling over dressed, but first things first. “How would you like to taste Hiei?” he asked, beginning to undo Yusuke's jeans. He could feel the heat of the detective's body, he wanted to feel it closer, in his hand. Yusuke moaned, licking his lips. “I need an answer, detective,” Kurama prompted as his hand slid into the other's jeans gripping the straining shaft he found there.

 

“Please,” was all the detective could mutter, his mind having shut down in favor of the sensations assaulting him. He almost wept in relief as Kurama pushed his pants down his body, gasping as he felt the red head's lips against the base of his spine. He did whimper as Kurama released his member, pushing him slightly in the direction of the bed, of the hi yoki on the bed.

 

Hiei watched as the detective stumbled toward him. “Tell me what you want, detective,” he ordered huskily as the boy kneeled between his thighs.

 

“Taste….please,” Yusuke's eyes were focused on Hiei's hand stroking his cock, his tongue darting out to lick his lips.

 

“What is it you want to taste, Yusuke?” Hiei was enjoying the control he had over the trembling teen.

 

Yusuke tore his eyes away from the beautiful sight to glare at the smirking demon, frustrated. “I want to taste your cock, damn it,” he snarled, finding use of his brain briefly.

 

Hiei released his member, leaning back on both his elbows, “Fine, Yusuke, taste it.”

 

Yusuke bent down, inhaling the heady aroma of Hiei's arousal, and drew his tongue up the demon's length before gripping it in his own hand and engulfing the head in his mouth. He let out a moan of pleasure as the sight, scent, taste of the other man filled his world. Sucking, he moved his head along the length of Hiei's shaft, savoring every bit of skin that entered his mouth.

 

While Hiei had questioned the lust consumed detective, Kurama had wasted no time in removing his own clothing. He almost chuckled when Hiei decided to play with Yusuke. The sight of Yusuke bending over, unwittingly exposing his opening to the kitsune, was almost more than he could take. He slid over to the two, kissing his way up Yusuke's back as he slid his body against the detective. He could feel a groan vibrating against his chest as Yusuke moved his body to increase their contact. Kurama looked up to Hiei, smiling in triumph as he slid his fingers into his mouth. Withdrawing the wet digits, he shifted his hips slightly, creating room for his hand next to Yusuke's hole. Placing his fingers against the tight pucker, he whispered in Yusuke's ear, “Do you want me in you?”

 

With his mouth full of Hiei, Yusuke could only groan in what he hoped would be taken as a “yes.” He wanted almost nothing more. The only thing that would make this perfect, in his mind, would be…but, he didn't dare hope for too much. If this were a dream, he never wanted it to end.

 

Hiei smirked and then closed his eyes as Yusuke groaned against his shaft as Kurama's probing fingers entered him. If that fox didn't hurry, they wouldn't be able to do everything they'd talked about doing to the detective. Opening his eyes, he met Kurama's gaze, silently communicating his own need. Kurama nodded, and Hiei pulled up on Yusuke's head, removing the reluctant boy from his favorite suck toy. “I want you to fuck me, detective.”

 

Yusuke couldn't believe his ears. Had they read his mind? Did they know his dreams? “Gods, Hiei!” he breathed as the smaller demon turned around on the bed, resting on his hands and knees, his ass mere inches away from Yusuke's drooling mouth. Yusuke wasted no time reaching for Hiei's hips and burying his face deep within Hiei's cleft.

 

Kurama groaned and rubbed his shaft against Yusuke's hip, surprised and enjoying the boy's eagerness. Had he known before that the detective would have been this willing, he would have approached him a long time ago. Not dwelling on lost opportunity, he slid another finger in the hot tight hole as he continued to grind against the other's hip.

 

Hiei was delighted at the unexpected ministrations, but he wanted to feel Yusuke's shaft in his body. Wriggling his hips, he growled, “Get your dick in my ass, detective, or the deal's off!”

 

Yusuke pulled his mouth off Hiei's anus quickly. While he was enjoying tonguing the demon, he did not want their play to end. He guided the other back, gripping his sorely neglected member and placing it against his opening. Here, he hesitated, uncertain, only to have Hiei thrust himself back, impaling himself fully, before the detective could think.

 

Kurama pushed Yusuke down, forcing him to lay against Hiei's back and removed his fingers from the boy's ass. Slowly, he entered the boy, drawing a prolonged groan from the panting boy. Kurama grabbed Yusuke's hips and slowly drew out of him as he pulled the boy out of Hiei, and then pushed them back in. “Yusuke,” the kitsune panted, but stopped. The detective had already reached around Hiei's body and was pumping his shaft in time to their thrusts. Kurama groaned and fell to the detective's neck, kissing and licking, as he continued to control the pace of their thrusts, keeping them slow and even.

 

Yusuke was lost in the sensations of fucking and being fucked. Never had he dreamed so vividly. Never had he imagined how incredibly hot Hiei's body would be, nor how full Kurama would make him feel. He was relieved that Kurama had taken control of the rhythm, or he would have pounded Hiei hard and fast instead of enjoying a longer encounter.

 

Hiei could feel his own need for release building. “More,” he growled, knowing the kitsune would hear and comply. He arched his back as the pace increased, becoming faster and harder. He gasped as Yusuke's dick hit his prostrate. “More,” he demanded, needing to feel that sensation again.

 

Kurama pushed Yusuke's shoulders with his head, making the boy arch as he continued to guide his hips, adjusting his thrusts slightly to reach the nerve center in the boy's body. A shuddering gasp told him he found it and he continued to assault it, increasing their speed as the need for release became urgent.

 

Yusuke's world spun and sparked around him. There was no up or down, only the feel of Hiei and Kurama. He could not have even guessed at what his own name was at this point. He could feel the waves of pleasure rising from his groin, becoming stronger, approaching the critical moment that he longed for. He felt Hiei's shaft spasm in his hand as the hi yoki's body contracted around his shaft, drawing out his orgasm. He could feel Kurama's body convulse behind him as he felt the throbbing in his own body. Time stood suspended as the three climaxed.

 

Slowly, time resumed its flow, allowing the three to collapse against the bed, exhausted momentarily from their encounter, breathing heavily. Kurama was the first to move, withdrawing himself from Yusuke and pushing Hiei off the detective. He allowed his body to drape over the two, looking up at them, “Well, that was a nice little game.”