Darkness, watching himself watching Kuwabara was getting old. He struggled to gain control of his body. He was tired of playing puppets. His spirit power was focused, he could sense his body tensing, preparing to fire.
He wasn't able to flex his finger, but this was a matter of life or death. With an internal groan, he imagined spinning on his toes, changing aim.
The blue light flashed, blinding him. The next thing her knew, he was staring up at the strange light, a scream filling his ears.
It died down, and he gave a hesitant glance at the crumpled form. Rena was unconscious, but not dead.
He pulled himself to his feet. Finally, he was free. "Boton, you wanna come get the body?" He called towards the door, shoving his hands in his pockets. "Anyone wanna explain to me why I was trapped in my own body?" He surveyed his friends.
Kurama frowned. "I have to be somewhere." He carefully avoided looking at Hiei, turning away from the group and walking back through the darkness, to the stairs.
"Hey, is it okay if I-" A click was heard, and lights flicked on overhead.
"Guess her barrier around the light faded away when she passed out," Kuwabara took cautious steps forward. He stared at Yusuke. "Aren't you even going to apologize?" He snapped, lunging at his friend.
Hiei took one glance at the team and darted out after the fox.
"Well, lets get this cleaned up," Boton announced, before frowning. "Hey! Don't just run off! Who's going to help me with the body?"
Yusuke and Kuwabara raced across the open floor, dashing up the stairs.
"Later, Boton," They chorused, Kuwabara making a snide comment and Yusuke jumping at him.
"Kurama?" Hiei called into the empty room, standing at the window.
"Hiei," Kurama crossed his arms, leaning against the door frame. "I honestly didn't expect you back so soon," He frowned lightly.
Hiei was standing in front of him before he could blink. "I believe we had an agreement," He leaned up, crimson orbs locked on green as he softly brushed his lips to Kurama's.
Kurama sighed softly, his heart beat quickening. He reached up, one hand tangling in black hair, the other gently framing Hiei's cheek.
Hiei pulled back, blinking slowly. "Do you believe me now?"
His words were soft, but Kurama caught the undertone of hurt. "I'm sorry, Hiei, I didn't want to do anything that you weren't completely willing to do yourself."
Hiei frowned. "I do believe it was you going on about trust."
Kurama smiled softly. "I hope you'll forgive me,"
Hiei pressed his lips to Kurama's again. All words were lost as the two bodies pressed together.
Kurama gently bit Hiei's lip, winning him a small gasp. He pulled the fire demon closer, deepening the kiss. Hiei had a faintly sweet taste to him, like the ice-cream he favored. Hiei twisted one hand in the red locks, his other hand clutching at Kurama's shirt.
Hiei broke the kiss for air, and Kurama took the opportunity to attack the smaller demon's neck. Tongue darting and teeth scraping, he was awarded with a grunted moan.
"Ku…rama," Hiei clutched at the back of Kurama's shirt, his back against the door frame.
Kurama smiled teasingly. "Forgive me yet?" His words were a gentle breath, brushing against Hiei's ear, followed by a quick flicker of his tongue.
Hiei leaned back, his head hitting the wall as Kurama applied gentle pressure to his neck, leaving small red marks forming.
"This is getting in the way," He tugged at the fire demon's shirt. When Hiei went to tug it off, he turned and walked away.
"Kurama," Hiei followed him, his shirt lying in the heap on the floor.
Kurama smiled, waving for his companion to follow him. His fingers working the buttons, he slid his shirt off as he moved.
He paused just inside the bedroom.
"What are you-" Hiei was cut off by Kurama's lips.
His hands slid down Hiei's bare chest, teasing rosy pink nubs, trailing over hard muscles, before dipping lower, tugging off belts.
Hiei choked back a moan, biting his lip to stay silent.
Kurama drew back, a small frown crossing his face. "Are you not enjoying this?"
Hiei frowned at the loss of contact, managing a nod.
Kurama slid Hiei's pants lower. They fell to a pile around his ankles, leaving him feeling vulnerable in just his boxers.
"I want to hear you moan." Kurama's tongue darted out, flicking a pink nub. "I want you to beg," He gently bit the collarbone. "I want you to scream my name," He trailed kissed down Hiei's stomach to punctuate each word, dropping to his knees.
He hooked his thumbs on the hem of the boxers, sliding them off in an easy motion.
Hiei shivered at the sudden rush of air, a blush coloring his face as Kurama studied him.
"You're so…" Kurama frowned. Hiei wouldn't appreciate the word beautiful. Instead of finishing the sentence, he flicked his tongue over the tip of Hiei's hardened member.
Hiei bucked at the sensation. He reached down, tangling fingers in red tresses. He wasn't use to being so vulnerable. He wanted to be the one in control.
Kurama smiled to himself at the pressure. He could hear Hiei's breathing quickening as he took the tip of the member in his mouth, sucking it gently.
Hiei jerked forward, desperate for more attention. Quick to please, Kurama engulfed him, adding pressure, occasionally scraping his teeth gently along the tender area.
"Kur…ama…" Hiei managed, tightening his grip as his body tensed. "I'm…"
Kurama knew what Hiei was trying to manage, and quickened his motions. His skilled tongue was more than enough to send Hiei over the edge, but the humming sent tingling sensations over his body.
"Kurama!" He cried, pleasure flooding through his body.
Kurama swallowed the last drop, giving a few cleansing licks before he stood.
Hiei, trembling slightly as the pleasure slowly faded, clung to Kurama, not trusting himself to stand.
"This is harder than fighting," He whispered, not looking up to meet Kurama's eyes.
Kurama smiled softly. Hiei wasn't normally so vulnerable. He certainly never moaned for anyone. And crying out a name in pleasure wasn't his style. This all, however, only made him more desirable to Kurama.
"I know," He murmured soothingly.
Hiei pushed Kurama away gently. "I like it," He moved quickly, tugging Kurama free of his pants with the sound of threads splitting and shoving the gentle demon onto the bed. "But I think I'm more suited for this position." He smirked down at Kurama, reaching down to free him of the boxers.
Kurama sucked in air, hissing at the sudden gust of air and then of the friction as Hiei pressed against him.
Hiei grinned at the sound, stealing a kiss before attacking his neck.
Kurama clung to the sheets, withering beneath the onslaught. His desperation for more had him clawing at Hiei as the demon sucked on his collar bone, one hand reaching down to stroke him slowly.
"Hiei," Kurama arched up, begging for more. "T-take me," His entire body was heated, on fire. "P-Please," His dominate personality gone, he was left, quivering and thrashing beneath Hiei.
Hiei smirked. "Are you sure? I was just getting started,"
Kurama growled, raking his nails down his partner's back, arching up.
Hiei positioned himself and slid in without preparation or warning.
Kurama jerked up, crying out in shock and pain.
Hiei pressed a kiss to his swollen lips. "I didn't want you to wait longer," He managed, the tight heat surrounding him almost too much. He reached down, stroking Kurama to erase the pain.
Kurama arched into his hand, and then thrust back on him. "M-Move,"
Hiei began to thrust slowly, then quickened his pace. He stared down at the fox, his eyes shut in pleasure, mouth parted, gasping for air among throaty moans, body slick with sweat. He quickened his thrusts, aiming carefully for-
"Ah-Hiei!" Kurama bucked, his nails tearing into Hiei's skin.
"Watch me," Hiei whispered, his heart racing as he focused on emerald eyes.
Kurama arched to meet every thrust, pressure building inside his body. "Hiei, I-I"
Hiei nodded, quickening his thrusts and his hand. "Scream for me, Fox," His thrusts were hard, quick, bruising Kurama.
The pain didn't faze Kurama as he rocked his hips, meeting every thrust. He dug his nails in further, faintly aware of Hiei's groan. "Hiei!" He cried, finally understanding the meaning of ecstasy.
The tightened chamber and moaning cry from Kurama amounted to too much, and Hiei found himself releasing, hiding his moan as he roughly kissed Kurama.
Chests heaving, bodies slick with sweat and Kurama's seed, they collapsed on the bed.
Hiei found the energy to remove himself from Kurama, dropping next to the fox.
Kurama rolled on his side, reaching over to cup Hiei's cheek.
"I believe you," He whispered.
Hiei studied his lover's face. "You're beautiful," He said simply.
Kurama lifted himself up on an elbow. "You're dirty," He replied.
"Your fault," Hiei grunted, any further comments effectively stopped by Kurama's lips.
"I love you, Hiei," Kurama dropped back down, staring at the ceiling. Now would be the time for things to crumble.
He could feel the bed shift, knew Hiei was moving.
Suddenly, Hiei was above him, blocking his view. The tenderest kiss stopped his flow of thoughts, and set his heart racing all over again.
"I love you, my fox."