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Twister
By mocha
Today’s Game: Gingerbread Houses
Warnings: Yaoi. Lemon. Strawberry syrup abuse. Smut. Too
much sexual tension (it’s Kurama and Hiei, what do you expect?).
I k>I know making gingerbread houses isn’t exactly a game, but
in this fic, it shall be considered one.
Hugs and lemons to R Amythest for helping me come up with
the idea. ^_^ Much love!
~*~*~*~
“And then
Gretel said ‘I can’t tell if it’s hot enough.’ ‘Stupid girl!’ said the witch,
getting closer to the oven. ‘I’ll check for myself.’ So the witch bent down to
look into the oven, and when she did, Gretel came up behind her and shoved her
inside! She locked the evil witch in and let her burn to ashes. Gretel found the
key and freed her brother Hansel from the cage. Together, they ran away back
home and lived happily ever after.”
“That was
lame. The witch should have eaten them when she had the chance.”
“Eheh….that’s
not the point of the story, Hiei,” the redhead said, sweatdrng ang and closing
his book.
“Oh?” the
youkai replied, leaning back into the lap he was currently sitting in. “It’s
just like all you ningens say: ‘Ane moe moral of the story is: don’t let little
green women invite you into their house suspiciously made of sugar and
artificial ingredients.’”
“I suppose
it could be seen that way.” Kurama set the book onto the coffee table and
picked up his mug of hot chocolate. He brought the cup up to his lips, but a
pair of hands swiftly stole it from his grasp. The fox looked down to see Hiei
with his mug, drinking up all of the liquid until no hot chocolate remained. He
then set the mug back onto the table, gave a small burp and rested against
Kurama’s chest.
“That was
rude, Hiei,” he pouted.
“Aww, poor
fox. Can you feel the sympathy just pouring
out of me?”
“This is
why I don’t let you sit in my lap….” The kitsune groaned and inwardly cursed
the horrible weather that had been going on for five days straight. Five….long….days….
“I think,”
said Kurama, lifting his lover from his lap and turning him around, “that
someone’s getting a case of Cabin Fever.”
“I hate you.”
“Yup,
that’s Cabin Fever.” The Youko sighed and massaged Hiei’s thighs. “Just when I
thought the weather couldn’t get any worse….”
“Well, yaow wow what? It did!” said Hiei, crossing his arms and putting on his best
pout-face. It was then when Kurama noticed the hot chocolate mustache planted
over his mate’s lips. He instantly dived down and licked up the drink with the
skillful tip of his tongue.
“Nnn….Kitsune,”
the demon complained, trying to push him away. “Not again….”
“Then you
better come up with some other way to keep us amused,” was the reply. “We’ve
read every single fairy tale known to exist on the planet.”
“I would’ve
never have guessed that boredom would someday reduce us down to this,” said Hiei. He rested his forehead
against the redhead’s neck. “I almost want
to visit Yusuke and Kuwabara….almost.”
“Almost,”
Kurama repeated. He sighed again and leaned back into the couch. “So what do
you want to do?”
“I dunno.
What do you want to do?”
“Not this
again….that’s the fifth time we’ve done that today.”
“Then think
up of something quick,” the Jaganshi said, “because the voices in my head are
telling me to burn things.”
Oh dear, not the voices again, Kurama
thought, getting worried. He looked around the living room, trying to spot
something moderately amusing. His gaze caught sight of the fable book upon the
coffee table, with a picture from Hansel and Gretel on the front cover. It was
the scene where they found the witch’s gingerbread house in the forest….
His mind
instantly clicked. A huge grin spread over his face, which greatly disturbed
Hiei. The little Koorime could easily tell that the Youko had some sort of plan
that would start out as unpleasant and end with sex. Why did it always end with
sex anyway?
“Wh-what?”
hetterttered out when Kurama turned that hopeful smile towards him. Uh oh….
~*~*~*~
“So we’re
making gingerbread houses?”
“Yes.”
“Like in
the story?”
“Yes.”
“Can I take
this apron off?”
“No.”
“I don’t
look good in pink though!”
“What are
you talking about?” Kurama asked, blinking. “You were the one who put the apron
on.”
“Only
because you threatened to toss me outside.” Hiei crossed his arms over the
merry pink apron and pouted again. “You’re really cruel to me, you know that?
And this reminds me WAY too much of Candyland.”
“I can’t
believe you’re still complaining about that.” The kitsune smiled and planted a
quick kiss over Hiei’s lips. “Now get the gingerbread.”
“I already
put the gingerbread on the table.”
“Really?
When?”
“Thirty
seconds ago. That’s why I asked you if we were making gingerbread houses.”
“Oh, yeah.
I forgot about that.” Kurama laughed while Hiei looked as if he’dher her be out
in the rain instead.
“You’re so
stupid….”
“Well,
first is the frosting,” red redhead continued, picking up a white tube. With
careful hands, he squeezed the white frosting on the edge of two gingerbread
squares and pasted them together. Then he did the same on the other sides and
pasted two more squares on to create a perfect square box.
“Wow, are
we done already?” said Hiei, reaching behind him to untie the apron. “Well,
that was fun while it lasted-”
“Don’t even
think a lea leaving,” Kurama warned, pasting a triangular roof on top of the
house. “We both agreed we would work on this together.”
“More like
you agreed for me,” the Koorime groaned, sitting at the kitchen table. He
watched his lover set the makeshift house on a plate and squeeze a border of frosting
around the base. Hiei picked up a few pieces of peppermints and gumdrops and
assembled them along the side, all while glaring at the gumdrops as if
expecting them to sprout a face and a mustache.
“Hiei, stop
making faces at the gumdrops.”
“It’s
called glaring, dumbass.” Before any more words could come out, the youkai
picked up a shiny red gumdrop and shoved it into Kurama’s mouth, shutting the
fox up instantly. Kurama made a strange expression with his mouth filled with
the candy piece and two of his mate’s fingers, but held onto them. Deciding to
tease around a bit, he closed his eyes and sucked on the objects stuffed
between his lips. He let his tongue flick out to moisten the red gumdrop and
the tips of Hiei’s fingers. The Youko leaned forward to get more of the fingers
inside, closed his lips, and sucked hard enough to pull the gumdrop away from
its grasp. He rolled the candy around, getting it even more wet with his
saliva, and finally let Hiei’s fingers go to chew on it. The fire demon didn’t
move for a moment, still dazed from Kurama’s amazing tongue techniques. He was
suddenly reminded what other things his lover could do with that tongue, and
grumbled when he realized that Kurama’s perverted attitude was rubbing off onto
him.
The redhead
swallowed, licked his now-red lips, and said, “Has anyone told you how
delicious you are? Gahh!! My hair!”
“I swear
I’ll add caramel if you don’t shut up,” Hiei muttered. He smirked in amusement
while watching the fox struggle to wipe out the chocolate syrup in his hair.
Kurama rushed over to the sink to wash it out and began to lecture his lover on
how rude it was to put sticky things in other people’s hair. Hiei just rolled
his eyes and snickered.
The fox
walked back, drying his hands onto his plain white apron and started to tie his
hair back. “Someday I’ll get my revenge on you for that.”
“That’ll be
the day,” the youkai mumbled quietly before popping a peppermintck ick into his
mouth. He ignored Kurama’s “What was that?!” and pasted a lollipop onto each
corner of the gingerbread house.
Suddenly,
the peppermint stick disappeared from his mouth. He gasped and glared at his
mate with his most lethal death glare. “You DARE take my candy away from me?”
he snarled, standing up from his chair.
“Oh, I
dare,” the kitsune purred, poking out his tongue to lick the stick. He moaned
aloud, purposely, and let his saliva dribble over the candy. He let his tongue
lick it up very sensually and smirked when he saw Hiei watch every move. Now
that he thought about it, it seemed like his perverted attitude was rubbing off
onto Hiei…great!
“You have a
lot of nerve,” said Hiei. He picked up the frosting tube and slowly squeezed a
white line of sugar onto the top of the roof, all while keeping his gaze on
Kurama. The fox smirked, slid as much of the candycane as he could into his
mouth, and then leisurely slid it back out. Gripping onto the kitchen table,
Hiei took the bottle of chocolate syrup and squeezed the liquid on the
gingerbread squares. In return, the redhead took the caramel bottle, squeezed
it until some caramel came out from the top, and licked it up.
The sexual
tension was so thick you could cut it with a katana. Before he knew it, Kurama
was shoved onto the floor under the kitchen table and assaulted with a mouth
that still tasted like peppermint.
The two
bottles of syrup along with another bottle and a bag of gummy worms clattered
on the floor next to them as they wrapped arms around each other, trying to
lick the sugar out of the other’s mouth. Hiei growled while reaching down to
undo his belts and suddenly wondered why on earth he wore so many. Once his
task was done, he rolled on top of Kurama and kept him occupied with his lips
while reaching for the chocolate. The youkai pulled them up to a sitting
position and put the opening of the syrup bottle into his mouth. He sucked a
generous amount of chocolate out and quickly closed his lips when he took the
tip out. The Jaganshi tossed the bottle aside and crashed lips with Kurama
again. The kitsune took the message and parted his lips to allow Hiei’s
chocolate to pass through. Carefully, Hiei tilted the fox’s head up and let the
syrup transfer between their lips and tongues.
The fire
demon sat back and pulled his mate’s head down to his lap. Then he shoved his
pants down and lifted his apron up just enough to free his hard member before
his lover’s eyes. Hiei licked the sweet syrup off his lips and chin, then
pushed his hips forward, ready to be taken.
Kurama
dived down and parted his lips, careful to not let any chocolate slip out. He
slowly took in the demon’s erection and shuddered when dribbles of syrup rolled
down his chin. He then began to suck, spreading his saliva and chocolate all
over Hiei. The Jaganshi groaned and thrust his hips up, trying to get that
sweet, sticky mouth to suck harder and faster. Kurama stuck to light swaps of
his tongue and teasing kisses with his sugar-coated lips. When he felt the
youkai thrust in rhythm with his mouth, the redhead grabbed onto his hips tightly,
preventing them from moving. Kurama sucked as hard as he could, swallowing some
of the chocolate as he did. Hiei gasped and pushed his lover’s head closer, desperately
wanting to move his hips but was locked in place by Kurama’s hands. His
erection throbbed violently for release, putting him on the edge. He chewed his
lips, but the incident with the red gumdrop earlier re-reminded him of the
tongue techniques. The youkai’s mouth fell open and allowed ragged pants to be
heard.
Finally,
Hiei’s hips jerked in a sharp spasm, giving the signal that he was extremely
close. The kitsune removed his hands and pressed them on his mate’s lower back
to push him closer. The Koorime felt waves of pleasure explode through him and
empty into Kurama’s mouth. Hiei closed his eyes, briefly losing himself in the
moment, and opened them when he felt a hand grasp onto his chin and pull his
head down. His lips connected with Kurama’s in a hungry gesture. The demon
expected to taste himself in his lover’s mouth, but tasted creamy caramel
instead. The redhead tossed the caramel bottle aside and pulled both of them
back down onto the floor.
Hiei groaned
when his relaxed member rub against Kurama’s white apron. The scent of sugar
and sex intoxicated him and left him breathless. He kept rubbing just enough to
get his body to catch up again and slowed down while reaching for the third
bottle that fell onto the floor: strawberry syrup.
He
temporarily set the syrup aside to undress Kurama. He undid the top ties of his
lover’s apron to take off his shirt, but left the apron on. Both of their pants
were shoved away, but Hiei kept his apron on as well.
Grabbing
the syrup bottle again, the youkai took Kurama’s hand and sloppily spread the
strawberry liquid all over his fingers. He then parted the fox’s legs and moved
the coated hand down. Kurama was a little confused at first, but felt as if his
heart jumped twenty feet when he felt his own fingers being forcefully pushed
inside his body. The redhead panted wildly when the smell of strawberries
enveloped him and cried aloud when Hiei crammed three of his slippery fingers
into him at once. Touching himself…with Hiei watching…oh, where did that sexy
fire demon get such ideas?
Kurama
trembled violently and found that he could barely move. Hoarse groans and gasps
were the only sounds he could make. He could feel his cock twitch against his
arm and his hips thrust upwards from this. His fingers shifted around in his
very hot and very wet anus, touching spots he was used to have Hiei touching. The
kitsune heard his mate huff out a tiny laugh, most likely enjoying the show.
And just
when Kurama began to believe that this was the sexiest thing his lover had ever
done to him, he felt yet another finger join the other three. Hiei’s finger, to
be precise. It probed around, bumping against the tight walls it was swallowed
by and spreading the syrup deeper within. In return, the fox’s fingers went
deeper and rubbed along his inner heat.
Four
fingers…Kurama’s mind seemed to click off and move to lemon-land. Every breath
turned into a lustful moan and his hips moved with the four fingers stretching
him wide open. His hand moved with the Koorime’s in jagged and irregular
thrusts. Climax seemed to be so close, but Hiei removed all the fingers before
he could get close enough. The Youko moaned, annoyed and still pumping his
hips. Rough hands suddenly shoved him down and moved his apron further up.
Kurama
found the energy to focus his gaze onto the fire demon’s. Hiei was panting as
quickly as him and was already in position, too eager to wait any longer. He
folded his legs under him and pulled the redhead into his lap, pushing his
shaft into Kurama while doing so. The kitsune growled when he felt the
wonderfully erotic sensation of Hiei’s cock easily sliding into his wet
entrance. Chocolate and strawberry mixed together to create a new scent that
was even more enchanting than the one currently in the air.
Hiei
instantly started at a fast pace, knowing that he and Kurama wouldn’t last much
longer. Sweat dripped down his chin and he felt his nipples brush against his
tank top. He leaned down, trying to reach into the Youko as deep as possible
before he came. He wasn’t sure when he started moaning, but he knew he was, and
loudly. His hips circled around and thrust again. But it felt so good…
Kurama’s
ankles locked behind his lover’s back to get the contact he needed. He shifted
his hips and jerked when Hiei bumped right into a sensitive spot. Then he hit
it again, then twice, and another time, turning his climax hard and fast. The
kitsune gasped and snapped his hips when the hot, intense orgasm finally fell
upon him.
“Aahhh – !”
All words were lost when his seed gushed out and splattered all over his and
Hiei’s pink apron. The youkai thrust two more times and pumped his own essence
into Kurama, making their lower bodies deliciously wet. Their joined hips kept
on moving, slick with strawberry and chocolate syrup, until Hiei quickly pulled
out and collapsed next to his fox. The floor was warm and slightly sticky, but
felt cool underneath their blushing skin.
Both lovers
felt so wonderfully exhausted and took their time trying to catch their breath.
Hiei closed his eyes and sighed, quite satisfied. His apron was wet, bu
me
meant he could finally take the horrid thing off. He stretched and decided to
relax for a while since he had the feeling that he couldn’t move if he wanted
to anyway.
However,
before his body calmed down, something cold, sticky and sugary-smelling
dribbled into his hair. His eyes snapped open to see Kurama holding the caramel
bottle in his hand and pouring a generous amount of it into his raven-black
hair.
Kurama
smirked. “That’s for sticking chocolate syrup in my hair.”
~*~*~*~
What’s next, you ask? Haven’t a clue. These were the main
ideas I had and haven’t thought of anything else yet. I’m still open for
suggestions and when I have another game to use, I’ll write it. In this fic,
there will probably be no real ending to it, but I’m not sure about that
either. Too bad rainy days don’t last forever, ne? With most of Twister out of
the way, I want to complete my other fanfic that’s been slaughtering me for
over a year. When that’s done, there may be another chapter of Twister. We’ll
just have to wait and see. Until then, stay on the sunny side of the street.
~mocha
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