This kind of happened naturally. I was doing my daily writing when this piece popped into my head and tug on my brain rather harshly. In anyway, this little one-shot could be expected as a Christmas gift. Please read and review!
"Storm Of Sensations"
Closing his eyes, he felt the air sweep through his damp skin. Shuffling crimson strands and caressing the fox's face.
Delicate digits traced down Kurama's lips, and the trees' leaves began to sway with the wind.
A small weight settled above him, and the shower of sweet rain began to damp the earth more fiercely.
A lithe, muscular chest grazed his own, and the emergence holes began to appear throughout the ground, pooling water in from the load of the liquid falling from the gloomy sky.
Bare feet began to rise up his calves, the thighs straddling his borderline feminine hips, and lighting flash through the dark room.
Calloused hands rubbed down his arms, grabbing his hands tightly, and the rage of thunder filled his ears.
A small face hovered above his own, the other's breath tickling his shivering lips, and the windows swung closed with the wind's violent exposure.
Ashen lips pressed against his petal-soft ones, the small mouth circling his gently, moving the joined lips together; and the rain ceased abruptly, taking the storm with her.
"Hiei…" Kurama breathed.
Merry Christmas and hope you all have a happy new year!