Kuronue stood in the trees just a few feet away from where the group was dancing. He watched all of them moving around and laughing together as they usually did. Whenever they ventured back to Mukuro's main camp, Kurama could always be found with the same group, no matter how much he joked about avoiding their company. So Kuronue wasn't surprised to find him there at all. What he was surprised at was when Kurama stepped into the trees and urged Yukina out after him, getting her to join the little party. All of them collectively jumped in and began to teach the young Koorime how to dance and put Kurama's borrowed dress to it's full potential.
Botan and Kurama mostly helped her while Jin tried to help, and was immediately pulled back down to sit next to Tooya before his idiotic movements caused him to injure himself or someone else. The girls laughed at the red-haired and horned demon while he resigned himself to sitting next to Tooya, his arms crossed over his chest and his face arranged in an adorable pout.
As Kuronue watched the small group two arms came in from behind him, effectively and expertly avoiding his wings in the embrace. Kuronue blinked in surprise at the touch but he stopped when he saw the arms, recognizing them. Jagged black markings jutted up, down and around the pale skin beneath, looking almost tribal in their nature. The fingernails were naturally black, matching the markings and accenting his fingers beautifully. Kuronue leaned back into the arms, enjoying the embrace and let his eyes close.
"You look like you're almost longing to join them," said the soft, low voice right behind the nocturnal youkai's ear.
Kuronue chuckled a bit. "You should know by now that's not the kind of dancing I go in for." Kuronue pulled away and turned to face the one behind him. Not to his surprise he found himself facing another youkai just a little bit shorter then himself with wild black hair hanging down his back. The tribal markings flowed up his arms and across his chest, continuing below his waist line and disappearing under the not-so-loose pants he wore. Kuronue knew the markings covered nearly every inch of his body. He'd spent many a pleasurable night exploring where exactly the markings disappeared to.
"I know what kind of dancing you 'go in for'." He teased, making no move to hide the fact that he was looking over Kuronue's body.
"Oh really? Then why don't you show me, Yuusuke?"
The youkai smirked and stepped forward, then with little warning he pressed Kuronue back against the tree, catching his lips in a deep and hungry kiss. Kuronue didn't object or resist. In fact, he responded by melting into the kiss and wrapping his arms around Yuusuke's waist. He had no objections because Yuusuke was one of his favorite customers. If there was ever a chance of him starting to like anyone beyond what his occupation required-
The thought was cut off as he felt Yuusuke's hand slide down and grope his ass none-too politely. Kuronue frowned and shoved Yuusuke away, breaking the kiss instantly and locking Yuusuke with a sharp glare. The marked youkai stumbled back chuckling.
"Must you do that? You've got starting the moment down, and then you destroy it all with your crazy obsession with squeezing my ass. I don't understand you."
Yuusuke chuckled more and smirked. "I can't help it, you know, when you show off your ass like that it's just begging-"
"I wonder if your father was this perverted," Kuronue muttered, turning and heading back to the main area of the camp.
"Oh come on, Kuronue! You know I was just joking!"
"Hmph." Kuronue ignored him and kept walking. It always happened like this, it was how he always acted. He always ruined the moment, but then somehow he always managed to sweep Kuronue off his feet anyway a few moments later. Something about his clumsy and moronic nature was enduring almost like a younger sibling who tagged after you. But Kuronue didn't like to make that comparison because he slept with Yuusuke, and even in the Makai one doesn't sleep with their siblings, so that comparison made him feel uneasy at least. So he just decided to call Yuusuke a moron - a sexy moron, but a moron none the less - and leave it at that.
Yuusuke finally caught up with Kuronue and caught his arm, pulling him to a stop. "Come on, Kuronue. I was kidding. Honest!"
Kuronue made a big show of sighing and looking annoyed but really didn't mean it. And he didn't protest at all when Yuusuke pulled him into an apologetic kiss. In fact he melted into it once more. He was perfectly willing to admit Yuusuke's kisses were intoxicating, but he liked to tease Yuusuke and give him a chase. And Yuusuke seemed to enjoy it as well.
Kuronue broke the kiss with a gasp for breath and Yuusuke moved down to kiss at his neck. He moaned softly and pushed Yuusuke back, murmuring something nearly incoherent about kids and others watching, then he grabbed Yuusuke's hand and pulled him toward the wagon.
Door locked and curtains closed, Kuronue soon found himself being laid out against the patch-work blankets, staring up at Yuusuke in the darkness. His nocturnal eyes let him see every delicious curve of the youkai's body as he slid off his clothes. The grin on his face was almost sexy in it's tilt and Kuronue found himself smirking back as he undid the strings that held his pants on. Yuusuke's hand followed the retreating cloth, caressing Kuronue's skin and rising gooseflesh in their wake as both moaned softly.
"You don't come around enough anymore," Yuusuke whispered in a soft voice, his fingers still sliding over Kuronue's skin.
"I'm here with you now," Kuronue moaned, his own fingers tracing the jagged markings on Yuusuke's chest. "I'm here now and I want this." He sat up and licked teasingly along the edge of Yuusuke's ear. "Take me, Yuusuke," he breathed out.
Yuusuke shivered in response and caught Kuronue's lips in a deep kiss, causing him to moan loudly and wrap his arms around Yuusuke's neck. The two pressed their naked bodies together as the kiss deepened and Yuusuke began to use his fingers to tease at Kuronue's wings, making him even more sensitive and receptive.
Kuronue melted into the act, letting his body react on instinct as Yuusuke teased his sensitive spots. The two had shared this many times before and Kuronue always found each more pleasurable then the last. The black haired youkai atop of him was a master of testing spots to find those that were the most sensitive the teasing them to the point that Kuronue quickly lost control of his senses. Caresses, touches, licks and kisses gave rise to moaning and trembling as he gripped Yuusuke close, his body crying out in pleasure.
A finger ventured to slide near Kuronue's entrance, since they'd lost their clothes what seemed to be an eternity ago, and Kuronue whimpered in response. He held onto Yuusuke's shoulder's tightly, his nails nearly drawing blood as Yuusuke slid his finger inside. Passion and sensation flowed through Kuronue's body as he let himself just enjoy each and every feeling.
Soon Yuusuke was inside of him, Kuronue moved into his lap holding onto him and scratching his fingers down Yuusuke's back as the marked youkai teased at his wings. Kuronue's entire body seemed to be on fire and he enjoyed every moment of it. He let Yuusuke hear and feel his enjoyment, spurring him to move faster and deeper as their voices filled the small wagon. Sensation and passion rose higher, sweat covered their skin and each cried out the other's name in hoarse voices as each reached their climax. Yuusuke reached his and collapsed onto his back a moment before Kuronue who followed his lead, landing lightly on top of him still trembling in the aftershock.
Both lay there silently for a long moment, simply catching their breaths, then Yuusuke lifted up his hand and began stroking his fingers through Kuronue's long, thin black hair. Kuronue practically purred in pleasure, melting into his light embrace.
"You know, I've been thinking," Yuusuke spoke just above a whisper, as if any sound louder then that would deafen them.
"Don't hurt yourself," Kuronue chimed in, in his own quiet voice, causing Yuusuke to smile in the darkness.
"I think I want to stick around this time. Maybe start traveling with a wagon instead of alone all the time like I usually do."
Kuronue chuckled softly and lifted his head, meeting Yuusuke's eyes in the darkness. "So the great hunter Yuusuke wants to settle down and go all domestic?"
This time Yuusuke didn't smile. he simply looked back at Kuronue and gave the slightest of nods. "Yes. I'm going to ask Yomi tomorrow for permission."
Kuronue's nocturnal eyes widened at that and he sat up quickly, his hair spilling messily over his body. "What?!"
"I want to join your wagon." For once in his life Yuusuke managed to be completely calm, which only showed Kuronue how serious he was. The nocturnal youkai shook his head.
"You can't."
"Why not?"
Kuronue pulled backed from him, suddenly feeling naked, cold and exposed. He moved his wings around himself as a cover, attempting to chase off the sudden chill.
"Why not Kuronue? Tell me you haven't thought about it. How many times have we met up like this and then split off the next morning? I'm not just one of your 'customers' and you know it!"
Kuronue turned his head, not looking at Yuusuke anymore as he pulled one of the blankets closer to himself. he didn't want to say it, he couldn't and he hoped Yuusuke would at least get the hint. Yuusuke apparently did.
"Or am I wrong?" He asked in a soft, almost hurt tone.
Kuronue only managed to nod softly.
Yuusuke's eyes narrowed as he climbed out of the bed and tugged his pants back on. Without saying a word he replaced them and left the wagon shutting the door behind him. Kuronue heard a bag of coins land harshly against the door in a jingling thud, causing him to wince.
He just ignored the money outside and rolled over, curling under the many patchwork blankets, trying to find something that resembled warmth, but there was nothing.
In the end he slipped off to a troubled sleep, shivering and alone.
Botan and Kurama mostly helped her while Jin tried to help, and was immediately pulled back down to sit next to Tooya before his idiotic movements caused him to injure himself or someone else. The girls laughed at the red-haired and horned demon while he resigned himself to sitting next to Tooya, his arms crossed over his chest and his face arranged in an adorable pout.
As Kuronue watched the small group two arms came in from behind him, effectively and expertly avoiding his wings in the embrace. Kuronue blinked in surprise at the touch but he stopped when he saw the arms, recognizing them. Jagged black markings jutted up, down and around the pale skin beneath, looking almost tribal in their nature. The fingernails were naturally black, matching the markings and accenting his fingers beautifully. Kuronue leaned back into the arms, enjoying the embrace and let his eyes close.
"You look like you're almost longing to join them," said the soft, low voice right behind the nocturnal youkai's ear.
Kuronue chuckled a bit. "You should know by now that's not the kind of dancing I go in for." Kuronue pulled away and turned to face the one behind him. Not to his surprise he found himself facing another youkai just a little bit shorter then himself with wild black hair hanging down his back. The tribal markings flowed up his arms and across his chest, continuing below his waist line and disappearing under the not-so-loose pants he wore. Kuronue knew the markings covered nearly every inch of his body. He'd spent many a pleasurable night exploring where exactly the markings disappeared to.
"I know what kind of dancing you 'go in for'." He teased, making no move to hide the fact that he was looking over Kuronue's body.
"Oh really? Then why don't you show me, Yuusuke?"
The youkai smirked and stepped forward, then with little warning he pressed Kuronue back against the tree, catching his lips in a deep and hungry kiss. Kuronue didn't object or resist. In fact, he responded by melting into the kiss and wrapping his arms around Yuusuke's waist. He had no objections because Yuusuke was one of his favorite customers. If there was ever a chance of him starting to like anyone beyond what his occupation required-
The thought was cut off as he felt Yuusuke's hand slide down and grope his ass none-too politely. Kuronue frowned and shoved Yuusuke away, breaking the kiss instantly and locking Yuusuke with a sharp glare. The marked youkai stumbled back chuckling.
"Must you do that? You've got starting the moment down, and then you destroy it all with your crazy obsession with squeezing my ass. I don't understand you."
Yuusuke chuckled more and smirked. "I can't help it, you know, when you show off your ass like that it's just begging-"
"I wonder if your father was this perverted," Kuronue muttered, turning and heading back to the main area of the camp.
"Oh come on, Kuronue! You know I was just joking!"
"Hmph." Kuronue ignored him and kept walking. It always happened like this, it was how he always acted. He always ruined the moment, but then somehow he always managed to sweep Kuronue off his feet anyway a few moments later. Something about his clumsy and moronic nature was enduring almost like a younger sibling who tagged after you. But Kuronue didn't like to make that comparison because he slept with Yuusuke, and even in the Makai one doesn't sleep with their siblings, so that comparison made him feel uneasy at least. So he just decided to call Yuusuke a moron - a sexy moron, but a moron none the less - and leave it at that.
Yuusuke finally caught up with Kuronue and caught his arm, pulling him to a stop. "Come on, Kuronue. I was kidding. Honest!"
Kuronue made a big show of sighing and looking annoyed but really didn't mean it. And he didn't protest at all when Yuusuke pulled him into an apologetic kiss. In fact he melted into it once more. He was perfectly willing to admit Yuusuke's kisses were intoxicating, but he liked to tease Yuusuke and give him a chase. And Yuusuke seemed to enjoy it as well.
Kuronue broke the kiss with a gasp for breath and Yuusuke moved down to kiss at his neck. He moaned softly and pushed Yuusuke back, murmuring something nearly incoherent about kids and others watching, then he grabbed Yuusuke's hand and pulled him toward the wagon.
Door locked and curtains closed, Kuronue soon found himself being laid out against the patch-work blankets, staring up at Yuusuke in the darkness. His nocturnal eyes let him see every delicious curve of the youkai's body as he slid off his clothes. The grin on his face was almost sexy in it's tilt and Kuronue found himself smirking back as he undid the strings that held his pants on. Yuusuke's hand followed the retreating cloth, caressing Kuronue's skin and rising gooseflesh in their wake as both moaned softly.
"You don't come around enough anymore," Yuusuke whispered in a soft voice, his fingers still sliding over Kuronue's skin.
"I'm here with you now," Kuronue moaned, his own fingers tracing the jagged markings on Yuusuke's chest. "I'm here now and I want this." He sat up and licked teasingly along the edge of Yuusuke's ear. "Take me, Yuusuke," he breathed out.
Yuusuke shivered in response and caught Kuronue's lips in a deep kiss, causing him to moan loudly and wrap his arms around Yuusuke's neck. The two pressed their naked bodies together as the kiss deepened and Yuusuke began to use his fingers to tease at Kuronue's wings, making him even more sensitive and receptive.
Kuronue melted into the act, letting his body react on instinct as Yuusuke teased his sensitive spots. The two had shared this many times before and Kuronue always found each more pleasurable then the last. The black haired youkai atop of him was a master of testing spots to find those that were the most sensitive the teasing them to the point that Kuronue quickly lost control of his senses. Caresses, touches, licks and kisses gave rise to moaning and trembling as he gripped Yuusuke close, his body crying out in pleasure.
A finger ventured to slide near Kuronue's entrance, since they'd lost their clothes what seemed to be an eternity ago, and Kuronue whimpered in response. He held onto Yuusuke's shoulder's tightly, his nails nearly drawing blood as Yuusuke slid his finger inside. Passion and sensation flowed through Kuronue's body as he let himself just enjoy each and every feeling.
Soon Yuusuke was inside of him, Kuronue moved into his lap holding onto him and scratching his fingers down Yuusuke's back as the marked youkai teased at his wings. Kuronue's entire body seemed to be on fire and he enjoyed every moment of it. He let Yuusuke hear and feel his enjoyment, spurring him to move faster and deeper as their voices filled the small wagon. Sensation and passion rose higher, sweat covered their skin and each cried out the other's name in hoarse voices as each reached their climax. Yuusuke reached his and collapsed onto his back a moment before Kuronue who followed his lead, landing lightly on top of him still trembling in the aftershock.
Both lay there silently for a long moment, simply catching their breaths, then Yuusuke lifted up his hand and began stroking his fingers through Kuronue's long, thin black hair. Kuronue practically purred in pleasure, melting into his light embrace.
"You know, I've been thinking," Yuusuke spoke just above a whisper, as if any sound louder then that would deafen them.
"Don't hurt yourself," Kuronue chimed in, in his own quiet voice, causing Yuusuke to smile in the darkness.
"I think I want to stick around this time. Maybe start traveling with a wagon instead of alone all the time like I usually do."
Kuronue chuckled softly and lifted his head, meeting Yuusuke's eyes in the darkness. "So the great hunter Yuusuke wants to settle down and go all domestic?"
This time Yuusuke didn't smile. he simply looked back at Kuronue and gave the slightest of nods. "Yes. I'm going to ask Yomi tomorrow for permission."
Kuronue's nocturnal eyes widened at that and he sat up quickly, his hair spilling messily over his body. "What?!"
"I want to join your wagon." For once in his life Yuusuke managed to be completely calm, which only showed Kuronue how serious he was. The nocturnal youkai shook his head.
"You can't."
"Why not?"
Kuronue pulled backed from him, suddenly feeling naked, cold and exposed. He moved his wings around himself as a cover, attempting to chase off the sudden chill.
"Why not Kuronue? Tell me you haven't thought about it. How many times have we met up like this and then split off the next morning? I'm not just one of your 'customers' and you know it!"
Kuronue turned his head, not looking at Yuusuke anymore as he pulled one of the blankets closer to himself. he didn't want to say it, he couldn't and he hoped Yuusuke would at least get the hint. Yuusuke apparently did.
"Or am I wrong?" He asked in a soft, almost hurt tone.
Kuronue only managed to nod softly.
Yuusuke's eyes narrowed as he climbed out of the bed and tugged his pants back on. Without saying a word he replaced them and left the wagon shutting the door behind him. Kuronue heard a bag of coins land harshly against the door in a jingling thud, causing him to wince.
He just ignored the money outside and rolled over, curling under the many patchwork blankets, trying to find something that resembled warmth, but there was nothing.
In the end he slipped off to a troubled sleep, shivering and alone.