Last Time on The Cabin

Yusuke: You were flirting with Kuwabara, and staring at his cock!

Kurama: Yes, Yusuke I admit I enjoyed the show and was aroused.

Yusuke: (Temper tantrum)

Kurama: (pissed)

After a serious make up session.

Yusuke: There'll be hell to pay!

Kuwabara was the first to wake up the next morning. He quickly washed, brushed his teeth and dressed. He wanted to start breakfast.

While in the kitchen he relived the events from the previous night. I can't believe I did that, he thought, and in from on Urameshi and Kurama too! What was I thinking? He knew the answer: he wasn't thinking. He forgot about everything else. He just focused on Hiei and making him feel good, not thinking about the competition. And we won, or I won! he exclaimed silently. He wasn't used to beating Yusuke at anything, let alone Kurama. Kurama was so smart, and beautiful…

Where did that come from? he wondered. Oh well, Kurama is beautiful, more beautiful than any woman he had ever seen; and he knows it too. Those eyes, the color of …what's that green jewel..emerald, that's it; and his hair, well it was just like Urameshi said. And his body, geez that beautiful body invaded his dreams last night. He wouldn't allow himself to remember it, and he hoped to God that he had not said Kurama's name in his sleep.

And what was that about Kurama staring at his manhood? Both Urameshi and Hiei confirmed it, he thought, smiling inwardly. And the feel of Kurama's delicate hand during the oil incident…

"Good morning Kuwabara."

"Yikes!" Kuwabara jumped, almost dropping the glass he was holding. "Oh, good morning Kurama," Kuwabara replied, not meeting his eyes. "Did ya sleep well?"

"Yes I did, thank you. How about you? And where is Hiei?"

"I did, and Hiei is still sleep. Not really a morning person."

Kurama chuckled. "I'm afraid the same holds true for Yusuke."

There was an awkward silence. Kuwabara looked everywhere except Kurama's eyes.

"Kuwabara?"

"Yeah?"

"Please look at me."

Kuwabara blushed.

"Are you still embarrassed about last night?" Kurama asked calmly.

"Well, it's just…"

"I am sure that it was a new experience for you, but let me assure you; you did very well."

"Thanks," he said, finally meeting Kurama's eyes, "so did you."

"Thank you. Is there anything I can help you with?"

"Well, Hiei likes fresh squeezed juice, so if you wanted to…"

"I would love to," Kurama said, going to the refrigerator and retrieving the oranges. He took them to the counter and proceeded to cut one.

"Uh, before you cut it, you should roll it. It brings more juice out."

"Roll it?"

"Like this," Kuwabara demonstrated, rolling and pressing the orange.

"Oh, I see," Kurama said, rolling the orange with his hand.

"You should apply more pressure," he said, coming up behind Kurama and placing his hand over Kurama's. The touch of Kuwabara's warm, strong hand sent shivers through Kurama's body and he didn't try to hide it.

Kuwabara felt his shiver and moved closer. His cock was right up against Kurama's backside. It was hardening at Kurama's touch. Kurama sucked in his breath and moved closer to Kuwabara. Kuwabara, now at full mast, grabbed Kurama's hips and moved him closer. Kurama reached around and grabbed Kuwabara's cock. Kurama unzipped Kuwabara's jeans and slid his slender hand inside. Kurama closed his eyes and his mouth gaped open. He stroked Kuwabara's enormous cock. It felt long and strong, just like in his dream.

Kuwabara stroked Kurama's hair. "Kurama," he whispered, "I had a dream about you last night."

Kurama took one of Kuwabara's fingers in his mouth and sucked on it. Kuwabara jumped. "What was it about?"

"Well, it was…"

Before he could finish Kurama turned around and kissed him. Fireworks seemed to explode inside his head. Kuwabara had not much experience with kissing and neither did Hiei. Over the two years that they had been together they were both learning, though. But Kurama was a master. He swirled his tongue around Kuwabara's slipped in and out of his mouth. While kissing him, Kurama thought about how Kuwabara had changed over the years. His face had filled out, so his cheekbones no longer jutted out. Instead of the coif he used to wear, his wavy hair hung around his head. Kurama ran his hands though the wavy patterns. His muscles seemed to be chiseled out of marble. His eyelashes were almost invisible, you had to come really close to see them, and he had never noticed the trail of baby hair that ran along his neck. He was no longer so clumsy either. Kuwabara wrapped his strong arms around Kurama. Kurama melted in his embrace.

"I had a dream about you too," Kurama murmured. "Let me show you what it was about."

Wit that he dropped to his knees and took all of Kuwabara's engorged length into his mouth. He sucked hungrily and furiously, moaning the whole time. Kuwabara squeezed his eyes tight and grabbed Kurama's hair, bucking his hips to meet Kurama's bobbing head.

He was having trouble maintaining control. "Kurama…geez…I'm gonna scream…."

Kurama juggled Kuwabara's cherries between his fingers. "Oh, Kurama!" Kuwabara rasped, now bucking hard and testing Kurama's formidable gag reflex. He came hard and long; Kurama milked every drop of his creamy essence. Kurama stood up, licking his lips, "I want you to stick that juicy cock in my ass next time." Kuwabara blushed.

Kuwabara's face went blank and he stepped back from Kurama. He blinked a few times. What the heck just happened? he wondered.

"Kurama, did you see that…."

"Yes, I did indeed," Kurama confirmed. "I see your psychic abilities have increased even more. You were able to transport your vision to me. Was that your dream?"

"Yeah, I thought I had suppressed it…"

"Well, your subconscious resurfaced it and since I was the subject I was able to see it," Kurama explained.

"I'm so sorry," Kuwabara stammered, blushing.

"Quite alright, Kuwabara. I'm sure that you have been made aware of the fact that I was admiring your prowess last night."

"Yeah, Hiei mentioned it and we heard Urameshi…."

"Well, as you see it was partially my fault."

"If Hiei or Urameshi found out…"

"They will not. I certainly will not mention it and now that your dream has been expressed your mind will be clear in case Hiei tries to probe you," he said. "However, I should apologize for the oil incident. I understand it caused an incident with you and Hiei?"

"Yeah, Hiei was just being Hiei. Don't worry about it."

"As far as the dream, it will be our little secret." Kurama winked. "Now I must finish the task that you have given me."

"Can you cook?" Kuwabara asked.

"I'm afraid not. I will burn water," Kurama joked.

"Really?"

"Unfortunately, yes. Yusuke does the cooking. I am sure that's why he stipulated you cooking for us as part of the terms."

"Damn right." Yusuke confirmed, entering the kitchen and giving Kurama a quick peck on the cheek.

"Good morning, Yusuke," Kurama greeted his lover.

"Hey Urameshi," Kuwabara said, opening the oven. The smell of cinnamon buns wafted out.

"'Sup Kuwabara," Yusuke said, opening the refrigerator. "We got any coffee?"

"Yeah, give me a sec."

He went over to the freezer and took out a bag. Inside the bag was a small scoop. He scooped out what looked to be brown jelly beans into a container with a lid.

"What's that?" Yusuke asked.

"Coffee beans Yusuke," Kurama answered.

"Hiei likes fresh ground coffee," Kuwabara explained. "This will be loud." He pressed the button and the ground coffee appeared in the bottom of the container. He added the coffee to the coffeemaker.

"How long will Hiei sleep?" Kurama asked.

"Oh, he's probably up now," Kuwabara answered. "The coffee grinder always wakes him up."

"And what are you doing?" Yusuke turned his attention to Kurama.

"Relax Yusuke, just squeezing oranges for juice."

"You sure you can handle that? You could burn water."

Kuwabara burst out laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Kurama just said that before you walked in."

"Well it's true. Ask me how I know."

"I'm sure no one wants to hear that story Yusuke." Kurama rolled his eyes.

"Anyway. Fresh squeezed juice, fresh ground coffee; the little twerp's got it made!"

"Hn."

Everyone turned to see Hiei enter the kitchen. He was wearing a navy blue terry cloth bathrobe.

"'Morning Hiei," Kuwabara greeted.

"Coffee."

"Coming right up." He handed Hiei a mug of coffee after adding two creams and one sugar.

"'Morning sunshine," Yusuke teased.

"Hn."

"Give him a minute to get some caffeine in 'em." Kuwabara advised.

Hiei turned to Kurama. "What are you doing?"

"Only juicing oranges Hiei."

"You better not mess up my juice."

"Don't worry, I watching him," Kuwabara reassured his lover.

"Hn."

"Okay, let me finish the eggs and we can eat."

"Yusuke, why don't you set the table?" Kurama suggested.

"No problem." Yusuke was used to it. Growing up he had to do the cooking. His mother could only cook slightly better than Kurama.

They all sat down at the table.

"Itadakimasu!" Kuwabara exclaimed.

They all dug in. After last night's activities, they were all ravenous.

"This is exquisite Kuwabara," Kurama complimented.

"Thanks."

"Yeah. I'm going to look forward to eating like this every Sunday," Yusuke announced.

"Too bad detective," Hiei spoke up.

"Oh yeah?" Yusuke challenged.

"Yes. But I am looking forward to you cleaning up the mess Kazuma leaves around."

"Better call a maid then shorty…"

"Gentlemen, can we not enjoy a peaceful breakfast?" Kurama interjected.

"Our grass is so temperamental Kurama," Hiei replied. "I hope you can get it to grow. We want the best lawn on the block."

"Call a gardening service then," Yusuke said.

"There's an opera that will be here next month," Kurama said casually. "I have been looking forward to it for some time now. Do you have any formal attire, Hiei?"

Hiei snorted.

"Yeah, Hiei," Yusuke teased. "Maybe if you two come it won't be so boring, Though I doubt Kuwabara will know what's going on."

"For your information Urameshi, I go to the opera sometimes with my coworkers," Kuwabara replied. "They have been looking forward to this one for a while. They want me to go."

"I had no idea you were into the arts, Kuwabara," Kurama said with interest.

"Don't act so surprised," Hiei interjected in defense of his lover.

"Relax Hiei…"

"I'll relax while you clean our house," Hiei replied. "I get so tired of cleaning up after a grown man."

"Well get used to it," Yusuke countered. "And you can clean the dishes after Kuwabara cooks."

"Oh, I can't wait until we defeat you," Hiei anticipated. "I so tired of your cocky banter."

Kuwabara had remained quiet for most of the exchange.

"What's the matter Kuwabara, you at a loss for words?" Yusuke jeered.

"Not at all Urameshi. I let actions speak louder than words. I prefer to let my hands speak for me."

Oh nice burn Kuwabara! Who knew he had it in him? I don't think Yusuke and Kurama will take that lying down! (oh, nice pun!) And what about that dream sequence? Will Kurama get his wish? Find out some answers next time on The Cabin!

Author's note: I promise round two will be next! I couldn't resist another round of trash talking though! And the dream sequence just came to me. Thanks for the reviews, keep 'em coming!

NG714