There is no such thing as UST | By : WhiteDog Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Threesomes/Moresomes Views: 4448 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Warning: cursing, yaoi lemon, pairings:
Yusuke/Hiei, Hiei/Yusuke/Kurama [woohoo!]
~*~*~*~*
The room
was crowded with people. Chatting, clinging of glasses and laughter filled the
air. There was one koorime standing in the corner of the room who wasn’t
laughing. He wasn’t talking. He wasn’t clinging his glass. In fact, he looked
rather mortal. Hands crossed over a compact chest clad in black, the same
colour adorning his whole figure [which, truth be told, wasn’t that tall], eyes
narrowed in what may have looked like blood-lustful, holy rage to an untrained
eye, but was actually just boredom. Tall all redhead walking to him with calm
strides smiled at the shorter male sweetly; he knew what was going on in the
youkai’s mind. He stopped by the other man and handed him a drink.
“Hang in
there, Hiei. They will leave soon enough,” Kurama assured with a low, soft
voice. The fire demon wrinkled his nose at the drink and turned away slightly.
“I highly
doubt it,” he growled quietly. He ignored the yoko’s chuckle and glanced at his
former co-worker standing by the other ningens. Yusuke was dressed in casual
jeans and a white button-down, just making a bunch of girls, Keiko among them,
laugstersterically at one of his no doubt brilliant jokes. Hiei resisted
the urge to roll his eyes. When did he become so… ningen? Hiei thought
with disgust. He was a bit startled by the voice coming next to his ear.
“He is
a ningen, my lovely one. But I do agree about the party, it’s rather boring. Do
you mind if I escort you upstairs?” Hiei glanced at Kurama suspiciously from
the corner of his eyes, and his stomach fluttered at the lust lidded look
burning in the yoko’s emerald pools. The fire demon swallowed thickly and
nodded once, turning around towards the stairs, Kurama putting his glass on the
nearest table as he followed the koorime.
A pair of
chocolate eyes followed the couple alertly.
~*~*
Hiei walked
to the wall, turning around and leaning against it. Kurama chuckled as he saw
this, right after closing the door behind them.
“My yokai…
so unimaginative,” he teased as he neared his lover sluggishly, “always leaning
against a wall.”
“The walls
have proven to be handy. Besides, I haven’t heard you complaining,” Hiei
snapped, taking a step away from the suddenly very close kitsune. Kurama leaned
down towards the raven-haired male, putting his hands on both sides of the fire
demon, preventing his prey from escaping.
“Oh come
now, can’t take a little joke?” he purred seductively, sending chills up and
down the poor yokai’s spine.
“There’s a
time for comedy, which is almost never, and there’s a time for respect,” Hiei
growled, glancing around as unnoticeably as possible for a way out.
“There is
also a time to shut up and make love,” Kurama whispered, tilting Hiei’s chin up
with his hand and bringing his lips closer to the other’s. His hot breath
scorched the demon’s open lips, caressing them without really allowing any
satisfaction. Hiei closed his eyes, leaning back against the wall, allowing
Kurama, waiting for him to take his mouth. His breathing got heavier as
the redhead’s skin came closer.
“Always
knew there was something going on between the two of you.” Kurama’s and Hiei’s eyes
shot open and the fox let go of the koorime, straightening up to turn his
startled gaze on the intruder. Hiei nearly jumped in the air and backed away
from his lover as quickly as possible so not to look suspicious. Which was, to
say the least, a little too late. Yusuke was standing at the door Kurama hadn’t
locked up, leaning casually against the frame, arms crossed over his broad
chest. His left brow was slightly higher than the other, giving his smile an
almost suggestive tone. Or perhaps it was already a smirk. Hiei’s mouth dried
up. Why the hell is he standing there? What does he want? He’s supposed to
get embarrassed and leave! The yokai felt his cheeks heating up as he
watched Yusuke walk closer to them, observing them both with an unreadable expression.
Hiei’s mouth opened slightly when the Detective stopped in front of a
mysteriously smiling Kurama and flopped completely open when he saw
Yusuke take the yoko’s face between his hands and press his lips on the
other’s.
A mixture
of anger, jealousy and confusion stormed inside the koorime at the sight of his
kitsune deepening the kiss hungrily instead of breaking free from it. What
the hell is going on!?! This can’t be happening!! Hiei grabbed Kurama’s
sleeve, the hand of which was squeezing Yusuke’s ass shamelessly.
“Kitsu-nee-e-ee-e-ee!!”
Hiei growled, trying
desperately to gain his lover’s attention.
“Stop!! You
can’t do that, let go!!” he snarled, tugging and pulling on the kissing
couple’s clothes. Yusuke opened an eye and saw the expression on the fire
demon’s face, smirking against Kurama’s lips and pulling away.
“I
understand,” he whispered huskily, “you want some, too.” Before the horrified
demon had time to react, he was in Urameshi’s tight grip; hands behind his back
and mouth captivated by the other’s. He stared wide-eyed at his old enemy,
trying to struggle out of the embrace, trying to block out the sensation of
those soft, hot, demanding lips and that devilish tongue prying for entrance
mercilessly. He let out a yelp as someone [Kurama] pinched his ass and the
tongue slid in his mouth. Before he even thought about resisting, his mind
turned sluggish as Yusuke’s taste overwhelmed him and he closed his eyes.
Yusuke stroked and caressed Hiei’s tongue with his own, his hands roaming down
to squeeze and cup as much heated flesh as they could. Hiei let out a low moof dof defeat as Urameshi’s fingers found their way under his shirt and around a
nipple, tweaking hard. Somehow, the fire demon managed to open his heavy lidded
eyes in the middle of the onslaught against his senses and look up behind his
shoulder to see his lover holding his hands behind his back, keeping him still
for Yusuke to ravish.
“K-kitsune?”
Hiei whispered, too confused and high to get any volume in his hoarse voice. Kurama
leaned in closer and smiled seductively, giving his neck a , bu, burning lick.
“Don’t
worry, koorime. You’ll enjoy it,” he promised a second before Hiei’s head spun
around and he stared at the Detective, flipping his belt on the floor. Then the
second one. Hiei suddenly became very nervous.
“Wa-wait,
Yusuke! You can’t-a-aa-aaah…” Hiei’s eyes shot closed tightly as Yusuke trailed
his hot tongue down to dip in the little bellybutton and lower along the ivory
skin that should’ve been covered by pants. Hiei moaned and wailed,
trying to buck his hips forward to feel Yusuke’s mouth instead of the heated
breath against his bare groin. He arched his back, groaning incoherently as a
hot, wet tongue slid slowly up the downside of his throbbing arousal and swirled
around the tip.
“Hnnnnhh…
D-Detective…” the yokai begged, his hips being held still by strong hands and
he could do nothing but watch as Yusuke opened his mouth, blazing chocolate
orbs shamelessly staring straight into his eyes, and taking him in agonisingly
slowly. The fire demon growled with frustration as the heat enveloped him inch
by torturous inch, until he was fully engulfed. Hiei was having a hard time
remembering how to breathe, and the fact his lover was watching this scene with
obvious pleasure, hands caressing aeasieasing hard nipples under his shirt,
wasn’t really helping the koorime. Yusuke began to withdraw, eliciting a low
grunt of a protest from Hiei, and relaxed his throat, taking all of the
captured male inside, glancing up at his victim. Sweat had plastered the
jet-black spikes to the pale forehead, eyes screwed shut tightly, as if in
pain, a deep shade of crimson on the cheeks, lower lip under upper teeth.
Yusuke smirked around Hiei and started humming deep in his throat. Hiei’s almond
eyes shot open in shock and he started writhing feverishly.
“Nnngh,
a-a-aaah… Y-Yusss-Yusuk-keee…” The Detective ignored the most enticing sounds
the smaller male was making, concentrating on his treat instead, bobbing his
head back and forth in an ever increasing pace, driving Hiei to tdge dge of his
already fragile sanity.
“Y-Yusukeee!!
Ah-aah, D-Detective!! Oh Kami yesss!!”
~*
Hiei jumped
up, sweating and panting, staring into the darknessthe the room. As he listened
to his own erratic breathing, the facts became clear to him. It was just a
dream. Nothing but a dream. He raised a hand to touch his warm, slick
forehead. I’ve never had a dream like that. Hiei glanced at the
peaceful form of his lover, dosing quietly next to him. Kurama’s locks were
scattered all over his pale, smooth chest that was rising and lowering evenly. Thank
Kami I didn’t scream out loud. Carefully the fire demon pushed the covers
aside and slid his feet on the floor, walking to the window as silently as a
cat. He glanced down at himself and blushed with embarrassment. All right,
think about something completely repulsing, like… um… Kitsune coupling with
Botan. Yes, that helped! Hiei smirked and stared out of the window into the
night. Now why the hell did I dream about the Detective!? He’s with Keiko,
and the last time I didn’t bother to check, they were happy. He’s not
interested in me or Kitsune. He can’t be. Hiei brought a hand behind
his neck to rub at the spot that was ghost tingling from his lover’s lick. And
even if Yusuke did want me, Kitsune would never just stand by and watch! Would
he? The demon turned around to look at the sleeping beauty. Kurama sighed
and turned on his side, pulling the covers higher.
Hiei’s
brows drew together in determination. This is laughable. I will not spend
the rest of my night pondering on this matter! I will go over there and prove
there’s absolutely no sexual tension between us! Hiei walked to the pile of
clothes next to the futon and got dressed quickly. He opened the window and jumped
on the sill, casting one last look at the one he loved most, and bit his lower
lip, feeling a slight pang of guilt. It’s nothing. Just a crazy dream.
Then he was gone.
~*~*~*~*
Yusuke
turned on his side restlessly. It was too damn hot and the sheets were too damn
sticky! He threw the pillow against the opposite wall with a grunt and kicked
the covers off. Damn Indian summer, he thought in irritation, slapping a
palm over his eyes. Too damn bright, too. Stupid light blue moon with its
stupid light blue rays… Suddenly Yusuke froze in his mental rant as he
pulled away his hand and realised it had darkened noticeably. OK, this is
not good. He glanced at his window and sighed with relief; the short,
graceful silhouette blocking the moonlight was unmistakeable. He got up and
walked to open the window, oblivious to the fact he was clad in nothing but
black boxers tight enough to cause one a nosebleed. He let out a low moan as
the cool night air hit his bare, sweaty skin and stretched hugely. Hiei balled
his fists, feeling his composure shaking. This has no affect on me
whatsoever. I have seen him several times in this state, halfnaked, sweaty,
bronzed muscles all glistening and shining, like he was an oiled gladiator… NO!
NO NO NO!!! You are here for a reason! Hiei shook his head in
irritation and got a whiff of the scent in the room. What has he been
doing!? There is no way we are going to stay here for me to test him!!
“Get
dressed, we’re leaving,” the yokai announced with a low, cool voice. Yusuke
stopped stretching and stared at the fire demon wide-eyed, his mouth forming an
O.
“Why?
What’s the matter, a new mission?” Hiei couldn’t help the smirk spreading on
his lips.
“You could
say that.”
To be
continued…
A/N: OK, next chapter the lemon will
take place, yay me! And in the last one the threesome lemon. Oh, and Hiei’s
dream was inspired by a doujinshi I found on the web, but I can’t remember the
site’s name, it was Spanish. Laters! ^__^
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