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Doing the Dirty	By : redeyedemon Category: Yuyu Hakusho > Yaoi - Male/Male > Yusuke/Kurama Views: 4745 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho, and I make absolutely no money from this fiction.

Chapter List
- 1-Doing the Dirty
- 2-Chapter Two
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So, I have absolutely no idea where this came from, or why, but I do know that I really enjoyed writing it, and it's an over all fun, pointless smut story... There's chocolate and ice cream involved..
I've also never writen this pairing before. I've thrown Yuskue in with Kurama and Hiei, but never just Yuskue and Kurama. My next project may be a Yuskue/Hiei pairing... Hmm...
Warnings: Hot, steamy boy sex. Abuse of a kitchen table. Spill sunday toppings.
This is unbeta'ed, because I don't have one. All mistakes are my own, and I deeply apologize.
Disclaimer: I don't even own my own car, let alone Yuyu Hakusho. I make no money from writing this fiction. I'm a lowly college student, and while I make no money, this is one of my few joys in life.

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Dirty, sticky Kurama.

That was Yuskue’s goal. He’d convinced the redhead to come keep him company for the evening, if Yuskue made him dinner. Not that the redhead had really argued about it much at all. He was more than willing to spend time with the former detective, turned demon.

Since Yuskue had returned from demon world, he’d struggled a bit with accepting his demon heritage, while living as a human. He’d broken up with Keiko, and been somewhat keeping to himself while running his ramen stand. Yukina insisted upon Yuskue having dinner at the temple with Kuwabara and herself once or twice a month, and Yuskue still trained with Kurama, and Hiei (When the smaller demon was actually around), but otherwise he’d stuck pretty well to himself.

Needless to say, Kurama had been becoming slightly concerned. The normally loud, brass teen was quieter, and more contained, though more volatile and vicious in his fighting.

Sharp green eyes watched as the dark haired boy set food on the table in his small kitchen, though he didn’t give indication to his current concern. He just smiled, giving the detective a curious look. “You know, Yuskue, you didn’t have to bribe me with food. I know you can cook, but I am more than willing ot spend time with you, even if food isn’t involved.”

Yuskue just laughed, shaking his head. “Yeah, well, I figured we should do something other than beat the shit out of each other, but otherwise all I do is cook and sit around and drink beer. So, I figured if you should at least get fed while sitting around and drinking beer with me. I even got some of the Makai liquor you like so much last time I was there.”

“Ah, so that’s your plan,” Kurama accept the bottle Yuskue offered him. “Feed me, offer me alcohol. The next step would be to offer me something shiny and you’d have won me over completely.”

Yuskue blushed, ducking his head, and digging into his food to cover it up, though Kurama caught it easily. That was a curious new development. It had been a long time since he’d seen Yuskue blush for any reason, though he had to remember that while the boy was technically a demon lord, he wasn’t even twenty.

Yuskue shook himself a little. “Well, I don’t have anything shiny,” He waved a hand around his apartment. “But, I seem to remember a certain fox with a thing for chocolate, and I may have the makings for hot fudge Sundays,” Yuskue grinned at the light in Kurama’s bright green eyes. “Not that you’d be interested in anything like that.”

“Just try denying me the chocolate, Yuskue. See what happens.”

Kurama’s expression was serious enough to intimidated Yuskue a little, though his voice was light. Kurama could still kill him without actually moving from his seat, and that was an uncomfortable thought. Hopefully not over something as trivial as chocolate though.

To cover his nervousness, Yuskue laughed, shaking his head, and carried on the conversation.

Kurama watched Yuskue curiously as he worked through his food. The former detective had grown up quite a bit since Kurama had met him when he was fourteen. And, he seemed extremely uneasy. It had been building since he returned from demon world, and it had gotten worse when he and Keiko had finally ended their relationship. It wasn’t much of a stress to say that maybe Yuskue’s sexual frustration was building. He was a demon, after all. And, while the fox was trying to tell himself that he was thinking about Yuskue’s best interest, it had been months since Kurama had been with anyone other than his own hand, and he wasn’t faring well with his dry spell.

And, truly, if Yuskue was repressing his instincts because he didn’t have an outlet, things could get dangerous…

…Oh, who was he kidding? Kurama had considered Yuskue as a partner before and now he was setting out to seduce the boy.

Dinner was finished with easy conversation, kept light, though Kurama frequently referenced demon heritage, and sexuality that kept Yuskue ducking his head and blushing, with mumbled answers and rare eye contact, but he didn’t completely shut himself off.

Yuskue set two large bowls of ice cream on the table, with all the workings to make Sundays. He grinned, setting a large bowl of warm, melted chocolate on the table next to Kurama. “Enjoy.”

The redhead just grinned, accepting the chocolate. So, he had a thing for chocolate. So what? He was over a thousand-years-old. He was allowed to have his vices.

“Yuskue, do you have anything else to drink? This chocolate is rather rich,” Kurama asked innocently, though he’d carefully positioned the bowl of melted chocolate near the edge of the table.

And, as things often did in Kurama’s life, things went according to plan. Yuskue was a little tipsy after a few beers (though not drunk enough that Kurama would feel any guilt for taking advantage of the detective’s more suggestible state of mind), and as he stood quickly to get Kurama another drink he bumped into the table hard enough to knock the bowl of chocolate off the table all over the seemingly surprised kitsune.

Now, what Kurama didn’t know was that while he’d been plotting to get into Yuskue’s pants, the detective had ulterior motives of his own. The continually composed, ever prepared fox was dead sexy and Yuskue would admit that he was sexually frustrated. He and Keiko had tried to sustain their relationship, but Yuskue’s demon instincts had made it impossible and dangerous for Keiko to even try to keep up with him.

And, while Hiei was a tempting notion, the little fire demon was rarely around, and being fed to Hiei’s dragon of the darkness flame wasn’t as appealing.

Plus, there was something alluring about the fox, in his human and demon forms.

Not that Yuskue was depending on his own life experience to allow him to seduce the master of seduction, but he had enough experience from training in demon world to figure if he was forward enough to just jump the fox, maybe it would be well received.

And, a bowl of melted chocolate all over the kitsune wasn’t an original part of his plan, it worked. A great first step was getting the red head undressed.

“Oh, god, Kurama, I’m sorry. Jeeze, maybe I’ve had more to drink than I thought,” Kurama hid a grin as Yuskue fussed over him. Perfect. “Hey, gimme your clothes, we can soak ‘em so that doesn’t stain as bad. You can take a shower if any of that got in your hair.”

Oh yes. Wet Kurama in his shower. Not a bad place to jump someone, in the shower…

Kurama waved Yuskue concern off as he set the bowl back on the table, shaking his head. “It’s quite alright, Yuskue. I’m taller than you, but I’m sure I can live with borrowing your clothing for the evening,” Though, not quite yet. Kurama was willing to sacrifice his clothing to get Yuskue. He grabbed the almost frantic detective’s hands to stop him from his rush around the kitchen, giving him a sultry grin. “You know, Yuskue, it’s really a shame to waste the chocolate.”

Yuskue blinked, wide eyed. Oh. He hadn’t expected that. “W-what do you mean, fox-boy? I kind of made a mess of you with the chocolate.”

Green eyes were dark as Kurama stood, leaning against the edge of the table as he tugged Yuskue closer to him. “Well, then, it’s only fair if you’re a mess too, isn’t it?”

There were a great many things that Yuskue could say here; both of them getting dirty was potentially counter-productive, their clothes, the fact that Kurama’s sense of fair-play seemed a little off… But, the look in Kurama’s eyes had short circuited Yuskue’s brain, and he was now officially thinking with his cock. And, his cock said that if Kurama was saying was the thought he was saying, Yuskue was going to take him up on it.

He stepped into Kurama, running his hands up Kurama’s sides, under his shirt, his hands coated in chocolate from the redhead’s clothes. Kurama’s own chocolate covered hands wound themselves into Yuskue’s black hair, pulling Yuskue closer to him, diving into a kiss.

Yuskue responded enthusiastically, allowing Kurama’s tongue to map his mouth, the redhead tasting himself of alcohol and ice cream. His fingers dug into Kurama’s skin, before he broke the kiss to desperately rip Kurama’s shirt over his head, muttering an apology at the sound of fabric tearing, though Kurama ignored it, returning the favor as Yuskue’s shirt landed across the room. Yuskue grunted, growling a little as he used his own weight to push Kurama back on the table. Bowls clattered and rolled as the redhead’s back hit the table, covering the redhead in not only chocolate, but also ice cream, caramel sauce, shaved almonds, and a few maraschino cherries.

Kurama moaned as Yuskue’s hands, covered in sweets, roamed his sides and chest, and his mouth followed, latching onto the redhead’s nipple. Kurama cried out as the detective’s teeth clamped hard on the nub, Yuskue’s hand searching out its twin, rolling and pitching it between his fingers. Kurama cried out again as Yuskue’s teeth scrapped down his stomach, biting at the fox demon’s hip bones as he tugged at the button of Kurama’s jeans, struggling momentarily with the zip as he tossed the jeans to the side.

A moment of appreciation had to be taken for the redhead on the table. Naked, Yuskue could really take a moment to study and appreciate the redhead’s lithe form. Green eyes were dark, pupils blown with lust, his normally milky pale skin was flushed as he panted. Usually well kept, impossibly red hair was hopelessly tangled as it mixed with the various sticky substances on the table.

Yuskue grinned, running his hands up the redhead’s previously clean thighs, spreading more of the Sunday makings over his legs, breathing over Kurama’s cock, and smirking a little as it twitched in response. “Damn, Kurama. You make a good demon Sunday, Kurama.”

A shaky breath escaped Kurama’s lungs at the tone of Yuskue’s voice. He didn’t know Yuskue’s voice could take on that tone. He took another breath in an attempt to regain his composure. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you planned this, Yuskue,” He said breathlessly.

“Maybe I did,” Yuskue ran his tongue up Kurama’s length, drawing another gasp from the redhead as the brunette’s mouth encased his cock.

Yuskue took a few moments to exert skills he’d learned in the demon world to turn Kurama into a writing puddle of fox goo, obscenities in multiple demon languages falling from his lips as he alternated between pulling Yuskue’s hair, gripping the edges of the table, pulling his own hair, and biting his own fist to hold back his louder cries. Yuskue took note of this, relishing in disappointed groan that escaped Kurama’s lips as he released his cock, moving up the redhead’s body, nipping at previously noted sensitive bits of skin along the way. He paused at Kurama’s lips, sharing breath as he waited for Kurama’s eyes to focus on him.

He grinned. “Don’t hold back. Make my neighbors jealous because they know they’ve never had sex this good,” He stoked the fox demon’s cock as he fished through his pockets for lube. He hadn’t been sure, but a guy could hope, right? “Want me to fuck you, Kurama?”

Kurama cried out again, his body arching into Yuskue. “Yuskue, if you don’t, I will tie you down and make you pay,” Kurama’s eyes flashed gold for a moment.

Yuskue grinned, the threat exciting him more than he’d imagined. Sure, Kurama was bottoming for him, but Youko Kurama was rarely submissive, and Yuskue had no doubt that if he tried to back out now, Kurama would have no issue following through with his threat.

Lips crashed against lips as Yuskue slicked his fingers and went to work preparing Kurama. Slim fingers dug into Yuskue’s skin as the detective’s fingers nicked his prostate, though his scream was muffled by Yuskue’s mouth. He tore his lips away from Yuskue’s, panting. “Fuck me, Yuskue. Please, I want you cock.”

That did it. Kurama arching into him and begging was more than Yuskue could resist. He slicked himself, tugging on Kurama’s hips until he was resting at the edge of the table, before pushing into the redhead’s body. He paused, taking a breath. Damn, Kurama was good. He shifted, throwing one of the fox demon’s legs over his shoulder, letting the other wrap securely around his waist, before getting a grip on his hips and slamming back into him.

Kurama yelled, again gripping his own hair as he was held in Yuskue’s grip, bruises forming on his hips from where Yuskue was holding him, the force of his thrusts rough enough to have caused serious damage to a normal human.

Yuskue pulled away from Kurama, ignoring the redhead’s growl of annoyance. “Turn over,” He ordered. Partly because he hadn’t been able to get the image of the fox demon bent over his table out of his mind for weeks now, and partly because he really needed to give himself a breather. Kurama was enthusiastic and hot and oh, so willing, and Yuskue was ready to come if he didn’t slow down.

Kurama did as he was ordered, the tangled mess of his hair in his eyes, impossibly red strands stuck to his forehead with sweat as lust drunk eyes turned on Yuskue over his shoulder. He spread his legs more, arching his back, begging without words. Yuskue took the invitation without question.

He slammed back into the redhead, pulling his hips back to him. Kurama cried out again, his nails scrapping across the table top as Yuskue trust into him relentlessly, fisting the fox demon’s cock in a tight grip.

Kurama suddenly shoved his body upright, pushing back, sending Yuskue toppling to the floor. Kurama followed gracefully, straddling the teen and impaling himself on Yuskue’s cock without preamble, using the muscles in his legs to ride Yuskue who had fallen onto his back. He bent his legs, giving Kurama leverage as the fox demon leaned back against the darker boy’s knees, gripping his ankles.

Yuskue sat up on an elbow to watch the fox move. Damn it, Kurama was sexy. Seriously sexy. He leaned forward to grip Kurama’s cock, fisting him harshly as he fought off his own orgasm. Kurama cried out, but never lost his rhythm as Yuskue’s cock pounded into his prostate repeatedly, pushing him towards orgasm.

With a cry, Kurama’s climax hit him, powerful and almost by surprise, his come spurting over Yuskue’s hand, and his own chest and stomach.

Yuskue breathed for a few moments as he pushed Kurama onto his back, wrapping the redhead’s legs around his waist, adding the fox demon’s semen to the stick substances covering Kurama’s body. Kurama blinked up at Yuskue through his lashes, lavishly running his hands over his own body, collecting his essence on his own fingers as Yuskue thrust into him. Yuskue growled, his energy sky rocketing as demon marking melted over his skin, his eyes glowing red for a few moments.

Long fingers tangled into Yuskue’s growing hair, pulling the half demon down into a kiss as he thrust became really erratic, before he too came with a deep growl. Yuskue collapsed over Kurama, with the good sense to roll to the side, so as not to crush his partner.

Theoretically he knew he should probably offer Kurama a shower, and clean his kitchen, and potentially just get up off the floor, but Yuskue was sated and content, and moving just seemed like a lot of effort. He sighed, blinking as he felt Kurama’s energy rise, sweeping over him like a fog.

No way…

“Oh, Yuskue, you didn’t think we were done, did you?”

Yuskue blinked, his eyes meeting the golden eyes of Youko Kurama. Silver hair pooled over his shoulders, flowing over Yuskue’s chest as clawed hands traced his skin. “I-I don’t…”

The fox spirit grinned, his tail wrapping around his body to sweep his skin enticingly. “Oh, no, Yuskue. We are far from done,” He grinned, sharp fangs showing as he traced Yuskue’s demon markings with claws. “You had Shuichi, and now, dear Yuskue, I’m going to have you.”

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So, did y'all have as much fun reading this as I did writing it? I hope so. I normally try for a little more plot to go with the porn, but I had no plot to begin with for this one, so...
Anyways, I'm honestly probably going to write a second part to this. I adore Youko, and he might just set a death plant on me if I don't... Though, there's every likelihood that I'll forget and do something else.
Either way, drop a line and let me know what you think? And hey, think of it this way: if you like the porn I produce, reviews equate to more porn or the masses. And while I generally do whatever feels right at the moment, I'd like to please some people...
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