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Hot Mazoku Action
By Sefiru
Pairings: Yusuke/Hiei/Kurama in
various combinations
Warnings: NC-17. YAOI, anal, oral, D/s, threesome, evil.
Disclaimer: I don’t own YuYu Hakusho, it owns me.
Angela: *mops up goo*
hemamal: *polishes day*
kerber: no, kneeling doesn’t work either. I
appreciate the thought though. ^^
lijana: yes, it is hot in here. *shovels brimstone*
Tellnoone_noonetells: whee,
chocolate~! Nom nom nom. If I can keep these guys on character through
this crazy whatever-it-is, I will have achieved something. Not sure what
though.
S. Mingan: thank you for joining the fun.
yaoihentai69: the table next to you? O,o you, neighbor, are weird and twisted. Keep it
up.
Admiral Shadowwolf: you know,
Kurama’s chapter was only 30 words shorter than Hiei’s chapter? It was less intense though. I guess Kurama is less fiery, if more flaming :B
Devious Lil Devil: What does Kurama
do next? Make cheesy innuendoes … among other things.
kit-kit: Kurama will get his
chance. ^^
Katonie: reliable? Surely you jest. Now I will
retaliate by turning everyone into SD chibies and
have them fight SD chibi Sesshoumaru
for the title of Yaoi Demon Lord. With
Yuuri as the referee. And
Wolfram as the prize.
DuosAngel: I think there’s therapy available for that
…
nette: thank u.
Flamebody: lost for words? Here’s some. 2000 of them.
Asharra: around here “hot” is spelled y-u-s-u-k-e.
Tephra: This fic is far
from over … and we’ll see the virginity thing again. And the
ears, too.
Mary: heheheh … cliffhangers … heheheh … *crazed look*
Darn this was a hard chapter. My muse bonked me on the head
Thursday night and said, “last minute rewrite!” That’s why I’m posting so late
in the day. I hope you all saw my April Fools story over in Main Anime – it’s
getting hits, but nobody’s reviewing T_T.
In this chapter: more fun with Kurama,
and spreading the word
***
Chapter 10: Three’s a crowd
***
Kurama didn’t quite pass out, but he lost track of the next
several minutes. When he was aware again, he was laying
with his head on Yusuke’s knee and the Toushin was
rubbing a hand along his flank. Hiei was curled up
under Yusuke’s other arm, watching him through half-closed eyes; he’d never
pictured the fire demon as the snuggly type, but like this he was surprisingly
… hot.
Kurama had reverted to his silver form to deal with the
amount of power flowing through him. His ears flicked; he never let his guard
down in bed, preferring to seduce his partners, to enthrall them with his
skill. This time it was he who had been enthralled, and Yusuke had torn through
his defenses like they weren’t even there, taking all he found there for
himself. He should have been terrified. But Yusuke’s touch comforted him; it
mimicked the way his demon mother had licked him, before his eyes were even
open, in his first infancy nearly a thousand years ago. And for the first time
since then he experienced the feeling of absolute safety that went with the
touch.
He whimpered in
his throat. He was safe. With Yusuke, he had no need for his skills at
seduction and chicanery. He had no use for his collection of deadly seeds. He
had no reason to keep up a façade for fear of revealing a plot or secret. His
ears folded back; his jaw lifted up to bare his throat. There was only him, in
the hands of his Toushin. As the Demon Lord’s touch
assured him of his place under that power, he offered up his submission with
his whole body. Tiny begging cries passed his lips; this was what he had aimed
for since the day Yusuke became Mazoku, but it struck
him deeper than he’d ever anticipated. He was overwhelmed – awe, gratitude,
emotions without names crashed over him in waves. He clutched Yusuke’s knee
desperately, trying to center himself.
At last Yusuke
granted him relief. His hand slipped under Kurama’s
tail and two fingers pressed into his hole. Stroke, twist, flick; Yusuke called a
thread of divine energy to his fingertips and released it directly onto his
sweet spot. He arched his back and cried out as he came.
~Two for one,~ Hiei said. ~Horny fox.~ Kurama was too drained to
reply. Yusuke lifted both of them in his arms and carried them into an adjacent
Japanese-style bath. He set them both down on the stools; Kurama,
unable to keep his hands off him, took a cloth and started washing him. Hiei joined him. Then Yusuke and Hiei
scrubbed Kurama, and then Kurama
and Yusuke washed Hiei, to the amusement of all. As
they settled into the hot water, Hiei tucked himself
under Yusuke’s arm again, and Kurama appropriated his
other side. He churred softly, a fox’s sound of
contentment.
~So now you
know, fox. You’ll never be free of his clutches.~
~I’m not
complaining.~
“I can hear
what you’re saying, you know.” Yusuke squeezed them both against him. “Kurama, you ready to do like Hiei
and be my Hannin?”
Hannin?
But that was the most trusted position a Demon Lord could bestow. Hannin were not mates, for mates were usually of equal
power and owed each other no particular allegiance. They were not mere
concubines, who had no authority in the Lord’s realm; nor were they common
henchmen, who had no part in the Lord’s private life. A Lord trusted his Hannin with his secrets and his life, and absolute loyalty
was assumed. In other words … it was a formal term for what already existed
between them. Kurama smiled. “I’m honored that you
would name me such, Yusuke. I will do my utmost to live up to it.” He leaned
over and licked the Toushin’s neck; Hiei did the same on the other side.
~ You have
conquered us both, Yusuke. What will you have of us? ~
“Hold that
thought, guys, our dinner is gonna get cold.” Giving
the lie to his words, he scratched them both behind the ears – which made Kurama, at least, go limp and shivery. “Besides, we’ve got
all weekend.”
***
By Sunday
evening Kurama was pleasantly sore. He, Yusuke and Hiei had spent more time in bed than out of it; he hadn’t
had one thought of school, or of politics, or of anything much beyond
pleasuring his lord. He was disappointed that he had to go back to the human
world so soon, though the new sense of security he’d found in Yusuke’s hands
could sustain him through much more difficulty; he supposed he should come up
with a cover story though. How would he explain to his mother that he’d spent
the weekend being deflowered by his best friends?
Now, as the time for Kurama’s
departure approached, they were in the throne room reading Yusuke’s manga – which, although Hokushin
had helpfully installed some shelves, still lay in stacks on the floor. Hiei was using the top of one of the bookcases as a perch; Kurama was curled up on the windowsill. Yusuke abruptly
excused himself, saying he’d forgotten something. He returned a few minutes
later carrying two small boxes. “Come here, you two.”
They
immediately obeyed, sitting next to him on the broad seat of his throne. What
was this? Yusuke set the boxes on his knees and said, “I found these when I was
going through the tribute stuff the other day and they reminded me of you guys.
Hiei, this one’s yours.” He opened the first box and
laid a silvery platinum ring in the fire demon’s hand. It was smooth-surfaced,
plain, but it was cut in the outline of a flaming dragon.
“Hn. Thanks,” was all Hiei said,
but he smiled as he slipped it on his finger. Kurama
stifled a smirk; if he’d guessed that getting laid would bring the fire demon
out of his shell, he’d have seduced him ages ago.
Then it was Kurama’s turn. Yusuke opened the other box and took out a
yellow star sapphire – not a very valuable color, star crystal or not, except
that it was an exact match for Kurama’s eyes. It was
set as a pendant earring. Kurama bent down to offer
his ear; Yusuke thrust the earring’s point through, and licked off the drop of
blood that welled up. Kurama shivered. Marked – he
had not even let Kuronue mark him this way. But then,
he had merely been Kuronue’s mate, not his hannin.
Hiei seemed to be thinking in the same direction. “I’m
surprised you gave us your tokens so early, Yusuke.”
“What, did you
think I was gonna hide you in a closet or something?
Come on. Anyone can have a big fancy house,” he waved at the sandstone walls,
“But you two are one-of-a-kind. I want to show you off.”
They both
blinked. Both of them were too used to concealing their true selves, and that
could not be changed in just a few days. But for their Toushin
to consider them worthy of his pride …
Hiei spoke first. “I want to invite Yukina
to come and visit.”
“Sure,” Yusuke
answered. “It’s your house too.”
Kurama added, “And I would like to invite my mother.”
Because in the last two days he’d realized that he was very tired of all of his
facades.
“Great! Heck,
let’s invite the whole gang and have a party!” Yusuke looked excited by this
idea. Hiei unaccountably trembled with fear; Kurama realized that he was seriously thinking about
telling his sister his identity. Yusuke put an arm around him and held him
close. “I’m proud of you, man,” he said softly. Kurama
had to agree; Hiei’s secret was a much heavier burden
than his own.
The tender moment would probably have devolved
into yet another passionate round of sex, had Hokushin
not interrupted them. The bald-pated demon entered
the room with a bow. “Toushin!
I – uh …” Whatever he was going to announce went out of his head at the sight of
the two other demons wearing their new jewelry. He bowed again. “It seems
congratulations are in order. Though, with respect, it may be premature to – ”
“Stuff it,
chrome dome, I’ve belonged to Yusuke since before you
met him.”
“I, too, have
waited a long time for this.”
“Yeah, give it
a rest, Hokushin, these two are my hannin. Or do you think they’re not good enough for it?”
Hokushin visibly paled. It was obvious that Yusuke knew
what the term meant and that all three demons were serious in applying it. An
insult to a hannin was an insult to the Lord himself,
and he’d come within a hair of it. He threw himself face down on the ground. “Excuse
my ill-considered comments, I meant no offense to the honorable Lords, truly it
is a great credit to your realm that two such powerful demons – ”
“We get the
idea,” Yusuke cut him off. “Now, what were you going to say when you first came
in?”
“Ah … a
messenger from Gandara is asking to speak to you.”
“Gandara, huh? I thought Yomi was still backpacking with his kid. Anyway, you might
as well send him in.” As the henchman exited, Yusuke ran a hand through his
hair. “Crap, now I have to act respectable.” All he did, though, was flare his youki so that his
markings appeared. The messenger strode in, a tall serpent demon who Kurama knew as one of Gandara’s
second-tier officers; he drew himself up with his nose in the air.
“Greetings, ‘Toushin’ –” he didn’t get any further, because Hiei flashed out of his seat and knocked him over, holding
his sword on his throat.
“On your knees before the Demon Lord, bastard.”
An audible sniff. “I have no need to take advice from a
lapdog.”
Kurama said, “That would make you the man who got beat down
by a lapdog. Congratulations.”
Yusuke glared
at him. “You’re starting to piss me off, scaly, and since Hiei
is itching to stab you in the kidneys, you’d better give us your message before
I tell him he can.”
The messenger
ground his teeth. “I am sent by Lord Yomi’s council
to inquire about the rumors that Hiei – ouch! – Lord Hiei has
defected from Alaric’s service to Tourin. Though it
looks like I must add Ku – urk! –
Lord Kurama to that inquiry.”
As usual, Yomi’s intelligence network was on top of the latest news.
The three demons traded glances, but they already knew what Yusuke would say.
“What the hey, let’s announce it to the three worlds.
Yeah, Hiei and Kurama are
with me now. Because they’re my hannin and this is
where they belong. Okay, Hiei, now you can do
whatever.”
“Hn.” Hiei
neatly skewered the demon in each kidney, then picked him up by the scruff,
dragged him to the window, nudged it open with his foot and pitched him out.
“Why, Hiei,” Kurama smirked. “I didn’t
know you were into defenestration.”
“I’ve been in
an experimental mood lately.” Hiei wiped his sword
and sheathed it. “Let’s see how long it takes Mukuro
to find out.”
“Heck, what
about diaper-breath?” Yusuke laughed. “I’d pay money to see his face.”
***
~~~foreshadowingforeshadowingforeshadowingforeshadowing~~~
Next chapter: the big reveal and a giant vegetable.
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