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Not anyone's messenger boy	By : ladyicondraco Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3270 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuYu Hakusho, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-Not anyone's messenger boy
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Disclaimer:
I don't own them, which is really sad.

Pairing:
Hiei/Yusuke

Summary: Hiei is tired
of Yusuke's teasing. PWP

One-shot

Yusuke
was just about to dry his hair from his shower when he heard a
rapping on his window. He wrapped the towel around his waist and
opened the drapes his mother insisted he have, Hiei stood on a branch
outside of the opening. Yusuke unlatched lock and pushed the window
open, and stepped aside. The fire apparition entered his room and
Yusuke closed the window again; it was cold out and he still hadn’t
dressed from his shower.

“Hey
Hiei, got another tape for me?”

“I’m
no one’s messenger boy.” Yusuke didn’t seem even
slightly aware of his lack of dress in front of his teammate; he took
a seat on his bed, the towel rising up his leg and falling open
slightly.

“Sorry
man, I was just teasing.”

“You
tease a lot don’t you Yusuke, even when you don’t mean
to.” Hiei’s tone was the same as it usually was, but the
words threw the tentai off; for one thing, that was quite a few words
in a row for the koorime, and far more abstract then Yusuke had ever
heard him. He had the feeling that there was a special meaning behind
the words, but he couldn’t tell what it was.

“Huh?”
A snort met his reply and Hiei smirked.

“You’re
more naive then even that fool friend of yours.” Yusuke leaned
back onto his elbows, unsure of where this conversation was leading
and unappreciative of being called more naive than Kuwabara.

“What
are you talking about Hiei?” The tentai suddenly found himself
on his back, the shorter man on all fours over him. “Hiei? What
are you doing?” Worry had entered his voice; he hoped that the
other didn’t notice. The response wasn’t verbal; he was
answered by lips closing over his. The kiss was demanding, nearly
bruising in its intensity. Yusuke was too surprised to struggle for a
moment; when he finally decided to, the demon broke the kiss. “What
the fuck was that for? What’s going on? Did Kuwabara put you up
to this?” Again, the koorime did not speak. The look in Hiei’s
eyes was one that Yusuke hadn’t seen there before, but that
didn’t mean that he had never seen it before. He’d
glimpsed it in quite a few people’s eyes, and he recognized it.
Lust, hunger, want, need; he’d heard people call it a lot of
things. Yusuke swallowed hard, he moved to put his hand on Hiei’s
chest, to stop the demon or to push him off. In less then a moment,
Yusuke found his hands bound above his head; manacles of a material
that he didn’t recognize covered his wrists.

“Mythril.”
Hiei explained, but it didn't enlighten Yusuke; he had no idea what
mythril was and could only guess that the cuffs were what the demon
was referring to. Hiei leaned back down and claimed Yusuke’s
lips a second time, running one hand down the teen’s exposed
chest and holding the bounds hands in place with the other. Slowly,
Hiei pulled away again, letting his eyes roam over the exposed body
of his teammate before meeting the tentai’s eyes and pulling at
the towel that stood as Yusuke’s only protection from the
piercing red gaze.

“Hiei,
come off it. Let me go.”

“No.”
The koorime took the towel off and let the hand that wasn’t
holding Yususke’s down wander down the teen’s chest to
the newly exposed area.

“Dude,
this isn’t funny, get off.” The tentai was becoming
aroused and didn’t like how much he liked the demon’s
touches.

“Why?”
The question was unexpected and Yusuke couldn’t think of an
answer. A gasp escaped his lips as Hiei took his slightly firm shaft
into his hand. “I heard you call out my name during your dreams
the last night of the dark tournament. You had an orgasm as you did.”
A blush covered the tentai’s whole face at those words. He had
only dreamt of the koorime a few times, and remembered the incident
at the tournament. After there had been no comment the following
morning, Yusuke had assumed that no one had heard him.

“Wet
dreams are normal in humans my age.” Hiei simply went back to
playing with Yusuke’s hardening member. “Fuck, Hiei.”
The tentai’s head fell back against the mattress, not even
straining against the manacles anymore. Hiei raised an eyebrow at
Yusuke.

“Later
perhaps, I'm not the one getting fucked tonight, however.”Hiei
moved away to remove his clothing, but Yusuke had the feeling that if
he so much as made a move to get off of the bed, Hiei would be back
to hold him down before he moved an inch.

“That
is one of the longest sentences that I have ever heard from you.”
A now naked Hiei moved back to the bed and bodily moved Yusuke so
that he lay with his head at the top of the bed.

“Shut
up.” Yusuke may have made another comment, but not talking was
so easy with that mouth around him. He barely noticed the first slick
finger slide into him, but he couldn't have missed the second one,
not when they pair curled just there and left him gasping. A third
finger joined the other two, stretching him and making him wince
slightly, but that pain disappeared as that spot inside of him was
hit again. He whimpered when the fingers withdrew and didn't come
back with a fourth friend, but was rewarded by their much larger
friend slipping in. Hiei thrust his length in on the first go,
causing Yusuke's back to arch. The pair lay still for a moment,
adjusting to the new sensations.

“I
feel the need to inform you that I am all about kissing on the first
date.” Taking that as a sign that the tentai was comfortable,
Hiei began to move. His thrust we slow and deep, being sure to hit
the prostate on every thrust. Yusuke bent up and pulled Hiei down far
enough to seal their lips, letting a moan escape his throat.
“Harder.” Hiei didn't reply and didn't change his pace.
“Come on, Hiei. Suzaku...uhn...couldn't break me even
with...ooh...seven of him. Show me what it's like to take a demon to
bed.” Hiei met his eyes and then smirked, that was in Yusuke
knew he was in for it. The koorime didn't say anything, instead he
roughly recaptured Yusuke's lips and slammed into him. A guttural
noise made it's way past his lips and the tentai could only hold on
as Hiei set a merciless pace, far faster and harder then any human
other Yusuke could possibly have taken. Then a hand closed around his
arousal and the edge came rushing toward the human. A scream was torn
from his throat as he came, his come splashing across both their
stomachs. His anal muscles clenched around Hiei as he climaxed,
bringing his teammate over with him. Unsurprisingly, Hiei made no
noise as he came, but Yusuke would never forget that open expression
on his face.

“Wow,
that was, I don't think I have a word for what that was.”

“Do
you ever shut up?” There was no barb in the tone and Yusuke
simply slipped his unbound arms around the smaller man.

“I
think I may shut up if I had a cock in my mouth.” His hand
dipped down to Hiei's abdomen. “But I think that may have to
wait until I can feel my legs again.”

“Hnn.”

“Was
your intent when you came here to ravage me, or did something else
bring you here?” Hiei made a hand gesture over the side of the
bed, and there, laying on his clothing, was a video tape.
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