The following Friday after school, Nanashi walked with Kurama to his apartment, nervous where he was calm and composed. She almost did not want to know how he forged an overnight field trip form that was so authentic looking that Aunt Astuko not only believed it was real, but also suggested Nanashi take the time to get know one of the boys in her class on the trip. The thought made her stammer and blush.
She rode the elevator with him to his floor, keeping calm with the guard watching her. Once they got into the apartment, he stayed calm with her, not picking her up on anything like that. On his encouragement, they finished their homework for the weekend, she napped, and he made a rather heavy dinner to help 'keep their strength up.'
After she cleaned up after dinner in the evening with him, she showered in his personal bathroom just to get a moment to herself. She knew it was not going to last too long as soon as she sensed Hiei arrived. She finished up her shower, blow dried her hair and got dressed in her pajamas for the evening, not sure what else to wear. She stepped out of the bathroom, a mix of thrill, excitement, and nervousness shooting through her veins.
She shut the door behind herself and turned around, seeing both Youko and Hiei standing there in the middle of the room, barefoot. Hiei also had already removed his scarf and cloak, both of them sitting a top Kurama's desk. His sheathed sword leaned against it. She felt shy to be so dressed in her pajamas now, feeling almost juvenile.
"Kit," Youko said in deep, husky voice. "Ready to play?" He looked down at her, smirking in amusement. She nodded, taking a deep, steadying breath. "Best to respond with a 'yes, sir' or 'no, sir,'" he instructed. "And to follow our lead if you wish to enjoy yourself as well."
She nodded. "Yes, sir," she said softly, aiming to sound confident.
Youko seemed to like that. He stepped slowly over to her as he spoke. "For each time we get to enjoy ourselves, you get to enjoy yourself, so pace yourself. I'll take him first, then you, and then you two can have a run at each other," he planned. "If he thinks I'm getting too aggressive, he'll call me out. If you think I'm getting too rough, you should as well. Do follow our rules, or you will be punished," He stood before her, bringing a hand down to stroke the side of her face with the outside of his knuckles. "Try not to show favorites tonight, either." He leaned his head down, looking her in the eyes.
Her face felt aflame where he touched her. "Okay," she said, nodding. Trying to show she was not afraid, she placed her hands on his shoulders, leaned up, and kissed him.
He hummed deeply as she kissed him, but his tone was off. He kissed her back, but pulled away and stood up with a shake of his head. He rose up, looking down at her disappointed. "That took far too little time," he commented annoyed. He seized her, pulling her suddenly closer to him until they were pressed together, and making her gasp. She could feel he was already aroused. He turned the two of them around so her back faced Hiei and he face the bathroom door. His hands pushed down her pants and panties together, just to the tops of her upper thighs. "Twenty," he ruled. His hands shifted, holding firmly to hips and ass.
"Five," Hiei responded, almost annoyed. He stepped over to them. She looked back at him, questioningly. "She does not know what she did," he countered.
Youko shook his head. "She acted without permission, showed favorites, and did not address me properly as sir. So twenty," he argued.
"First transgression. Five," Hiei insisted, arms crossed over his chest.
Youko looked down, cross at him for a split second. "Five," he conceded with a growl.
"Five what?" she asked, looking up at Youko. He looked down at her, jaw set. "Sir," she added, leaning her face into his chest.
In answer, she felt Hiei's hand crack across her ass suddenly. Her hands came up to Youko's chest, clinging to the strips of cloth running across it. Hiei spanked her again, making her wince. He struck her again, making her whimper. The last two were gentler, making her wince in understanding. She felt grateful that five was chosen instead of twenty.
Youko righted her pants with the softest touch. He brought his hand under her jaw, raising her head up to look up at him. He ran his thumb across her lips. "Behave yourself now, kit," he warned. "Or else leave our company."
"I'm sorry, sirs," she answered meekly, thinking that was what he wanted to hear.
"That's better," he smiled down at her. "How about we get started first, and you show him you are sorry," he suggested, smiling past her. "You played favorites kissing me out of turn." He let her jaw line go.
She nodded. He looked down at her patiently. "Yes, sirs," she said, taking a steeling breath.
Youko guided her to turn around and gave her a gentle push towards Hiei. She stepped over to him, feeling shy, but determined. She bent down slowly, in case he showed any hesitation or reluctance. She kissed him, odd to even think to act upon him like this when compared to Kurama. Her hands rested on his shoulders, feeling the contrast between his black muscle shirt and his partially uncovered shoulders. His lips were warm, almost hot and dry. He kissed her back.
She heard Youko steal up behind her, hands coming under her arms and Hiei's waist, loosening the two belts cinched on his waist. Youko leaned his head on her shoulder, head in line with hers. Youko's hands seized her waist, pulling her back from Hiei and to him. His hands rested on her shoulders, pushing on them.
"Kneel down, now, kit," he whispered in her ear. She did as she was bid, Youko's hands still resting on her shoulders. "You've done this for Suichi not so long ago. He quite enjoyed it" His hands came over her jaw, thumb tracing her lips. "Show him as well." His hand reached over to Hiei's pants, drawing his cock out.
She sucked down a breath, noticing he was wider than Kurama was. She opened her mouth, moving her head forward, only until she firm hands on her shoulders. She stopped, glancing up at Youko questioningly. One hand left her shoulder and took Hiei's cock in hand, stroking it in front of her. His hand on her shoulder moved to her mouth, pushing her jaw open wider. Youko guided his cock into her. She closed her eyes, sucking on it. She strove to move her head to take more, but Youko's hand stayed on her jaw. She sucked harder instead, moving her tongue over what she had. She smirked to herself when she heard him hum, seeming to enjoy it.
"That's it, kit," Youko said. "He enjoys it."
Youko let her jaw go, stepping away from her. She took more of him in her mouth, careful not to gag on him. Her hands came up to thighs, gripping the front of his pants. She watched Youko moving out of the corner of her eye. He stepped around Hiei, coming up behind him. He pulled his shirt off, hands trailing his waist and chest. The height difference was noticeable, seemed to be working in Youko's favor. Youko loomed over him, hands rough hands touching, even scratching along his torso.
She kept moving along him, enjoying the sounds they had him making. Youko let go, pulling away abruptly. She slowed, looking over at him. "Keep going," he instructed her with a lustful smirk. She did just that.
Youko stepped away, going over to the desk by the bed. She heard him rummaging in the desk. He came back over to them, a bottle of lube in hand. Youko pressed it into Hiei's hand. "I'll be taking you this time," he addressed him. Youko reached down, pushing her mouth away. She looked up at him, wondering. "Pause. When he's stripped, you keep going until he finishes," he instructed her. Youko stripped him down, kicking his legs wider apart aggressively. He took the lube from him, all while telling her, "resume."
She took him back in her mouth, noticing he had hardly softened. He grunted. She looked up at him, seeing his slightly pained face. She noticed Youko kneeling down, moving his arm swiftly. She thought about the two times Kurama had done that to her, in preparation to take her from behind. The pain was only in the beginning. Kurama had enjoyed it more though. She shifted her focus back to Hiei, panting above her. His hands came to her hair, pulling on it. He swore, finishing in her mouth.
She pulled her mouth away, swallowing and trying not to compare the two of them, or even to look like she was thinking of doing so. She sat back on her hunches, watching Youko kneeling behind him, hand still moving quickly. His other hand was on the back of his neck, pulling his head back. He looked like he had moved from the pain part to the pleasured part. Youko hummed, peering around him and smiling at her predatorily.
She rose up, kissing him, hands coming up to his upper arms. Youko rose up behind him, looking down at her, eyebrows raised. She pulled away from Hiei. "Getting impatient?" he asked her flatly. Her stomach flipped in anticipation.
Youko pulled his fingers out of Hiei, but did not drop the grip on his neck. He used it to lead Hiei to the bed, shoving him down there and then turning on her. The way he walked towards her made her feel apprehensive. He yanked her shirt off, tossing it down to the floor like it displeased him. He grabbed her by the forearms, using them to drive her back into the wall by the bathroom door. In swift flick of the wrists, he pinned her hands up above her head. He gave his head a flick. She felt a vine come around her wrists, tighter than last time. She raised her head up to him, looking him in the eye, smiling up at him and all but challenging him.
He bent down, kissing her, firm hands cupping her jaw. "Bold girl. I can see why Suichi gave into you," he complimented. His hands scratched down to her chest unexpectedly. She gasped at that. He seized her breasts, one in each hand firmly. She winced, crying out at the feeling of his nails digging into her soft flesh. "Be careful with me though," he warned with a growl. "You want to try me, so I will not hold back against you." He let her go with a shake, stepping back from her. She looked up at him, chest heaving, showing him she could and would handle anything he did. "Some women find pleasure in this. Will you?" He snapped his fingers, and then turned away.
She felt two slick vines roll down to her chest, wrapping around her breasts, teasing her gently at first. She gasped, humming under her breath and closing her eyes. She heard Hiei groan, rousing her to open her eyes. She looked over to see him on his forearms and knees, Youko behind him, thrusting in and out at a consistent pace. Youko's eyes met hers, him smiling up at her. The vines moved rougher on her, tightening are her and teasing against her nipples. It felt almost like biting without teeth. He watched her, even as he subdued Hiei beneath him. She closed her eyes, leaned her head back against the wall behind her, and moaned. She rubbed her legs together and tightened up, wishing something was down there as well.
She heard Youko heave a contented sigh. She opened her eyes just enough to see him sit back on his hunches and wipe himself off. Hiei lay tiredly beneath him, looking tired but contented as well. Youko was staring up at her curiously. The vines on her grew rougher, making her whimper. It was torturous, being so close but unable to finish. Her arms were also feeling numb, distracting her. She leaned her head on her upper arm, trying to will herself to finish.
Youko rose up from the bed, coming over to her. Her leaned so close to her, studying her with such scrutiny. He all but touched her. "You're close," he commented, sounding pleased but impatient. "Ten," he started. She whimpered, disliking to hear him start counting. She felt so close but so far. "Nine," he stated. She sucked down a noisy breath, moving her legs in way to help herself. "Eight." The vines grew more intense, on the verge of painful. "Seven." She tightened up, wanting so badly to finish. "Six." She noticed he was looking down at her legs. "Five." He brought his foot between her legs, kicking her legs apart as wide as he could make them. She looked up at him almost pleading. "Four." He stepped back, making her want to beg him to come closer and touch her more. "Three." He stepped back over to her, mouth coming to her ear. "Kit, you best finish on one for me. Two." His hand came down to cup her mound.
She cried out at the unexpected touch of his. She came at that, moaning. She closed her eyes, feeling everything save the vines around her wrists release her. She blinked her eyes open, looking up at him contentedly. Yet he looked furious with her. "What's wrong, sir?" she asked softly.
In nonverbal response, he slammed his fists down on either side of the wall by her upper arms. "I told you to wait for one," he growled down at her. She recoiled at that, wishing she could pull further away from him. She reached for her wind serpent, holding onto it all but letting it out.
"Youko!" Hiei snapped at the pair of them.
She looked over at Hiei sitting up on the bed behind Youko. He looked concerned. Youko stiffened, but did not look back at Hiei. She saw his eyes flash green. He pulled away from her, hand coming to his forehead, blinking. He shook his head twice.
He straightened up, looking down at her. "You're not so scared, are you?" he asked softly, fingers barely tracing her lips. "Young and soft thing yet, but old enough. A few months older than Suichi." He bent his head down, kissing her gently on the lips. "Perhaps I should be more lenient this time," he offered. His hand came to her hips, pulling on her pants, loosening them. "Perhaps I should let Hiei have a turn now with you," he purred.
She looked up at him questioningly. He shimmied down her pants and panties, sinking down to kneel in front of her to remove them from her feet. He pushed her legs apart, hands grazing up her legs as he rose up. He looked her over, smirking. "A bit slim and soft yet, but biddable. Strong yet gentle." He turned to look over at Hiei sitting up on the bed. "I want to see you touch her. Just don't enter her. I'll do that myself when you're done."
Hiei looked been the two of them, then rose off the bed, stepping cautiously over to her. He looked back over at Youko one last time before bringing his warm hands to her waist. He rose up on the balls of his feet, kissing her softly. She leaned down, kissing him back readily. His hands roamed over her chest, making her wince unexpectedly with how sensitive she was after Youko's vines had touched her. He was slow, cautious, as if almost unsure of himself. He kissed down her neck, bringing herself down to one of her breasts. She whimpered at that, wishing he would stop and keep going at the same time. She pulled at the vines still wrapped around her wrists, wishing Youko would untie her. His hand stroked down, teasing in between her legs. She gasped noisily, feeling so sensitive.
Youko walked up behind him, staying his hand. "Down," Youko told him. "Like she was with you." Hiei hummed to himself before kneeling down. She moaned, feeling his tongue tease against her, making her pant.
Youko stepped away, rummaging in his desk and setting two small things down on his desk. He then sat down in the desk chair in a relaxed position. His legs were splayed wide, hand on his cock, watching her, eyes bright and lustful. She held his gaze as long as she could until she felt herself finish, trying to pull away from Hiei beneath her when she did so. He pulled away, rising up, and stepping away from her.
Her legs felt overly shaky, threatening to give out on her. She did not want to let them give out as it would put more pressure on her wrists and shoulders. She felt the vines around her wrists release her. She dropped to the ground, wrapping her arms around her chest, cringing slightly as blood flow pooled back into her arms. She felt all hot and bothered still.
"Kit," Youko called out over to her. "Come over here," he instructed, tapping his lap. Gingerly, she rose up, moving over to him sluggishly. She stood before him, slightly liking the amused look on his face. She went to sit on his lap, but he raised his hand up to stop her. He looked behind himself at the surface of the desk. "Pick one for us first. I promised Suichi we'd use one."
She sidestepped him, going to the top of the desk, seeing two condoms on it. One was labeled 'her pleasure,' and the other 'sheer pleasure.' She felt herself breath hitch, arousal reupping at the sight of them. She closed her eyes, picking one up at random. She stepped back over to him, standing in front of him. She held it out to him.
He looked at it, then up at her, shaking his head. She opened her mouth, but stopped herself before saying something. She went back to the desk, and swapped the condoms out. She stepped back over to him, holding out the other one to him. He gave her a patient look, nodding down at his cock. She felt herself flush excitedly. Her hands shook as she tore the package in hand, pulling it out. She put it around his cock, noticing he was bigger in his demon form rather than his human form. It made her heart flutter excitedly.
"Her pleasure," he said softly, amused.
He pulled her over to him, alighting her down on his lap. Her legs spilled around him. She pressed up against him, wanting the closeness. He rocked his hips up against hers, making her gasp. His hands came to her ass, pulling her closer. Her hands came to rest on his shoulders, upper back arching to fit the mold of him in his chair. He rocked his hips against her, teasing her. She whimpered, feeling so hot and so aroused.
He hummed under his breath, commenting, "excited?" He brought his head to her neck, nuzzling along her jawline and behind her ear. He kept moving. He felt his finger come to her ass, teasing her there. She felt herself start to shake, getting almost mad at him with how much she wanted him right now. "You want me? Really want me?" he asked, breathing against her neck. He licked her neck and then blew gently on her neck. She sighed, feeling flushed, almost ready to hit him for all his teasing. "Once for you, once for me," he directed sternly. She nodded, leaning heavily against him. Silently she begged him to slip inside of her. He took her hand and guided it to his cock. "Put it in, I'm waiting," he bid her.
She closed her eyes, pressing him inside of her. She felt him buck his hips up, rushing up inside of her too quickly. She threw her head back and screamed, coming from just that. She heard him growl, gripping her hips in turn, not moving.
"What happened?" Hiei asked from the distance.
She leaned her head down on his shoulder, not moving nor wanting to move at all as she trembled against him.
His hand snaked up to her hairline, stroking it. "She came from insertion," he answered. "Must be sensitive. I was hoping she could have held out a little longer and ride me, but now I've got to try to come before she does again. A bit of a challenge..." he sighed discontentedly.
"What...?" she said, feeling already on the edge yet again from just sitting on his lap with him inside of her. She felt him stiffen. "Sir," she rushed out, before he could get upset with her.
"Once for you, once for me," he warned strictly. She started to whine under her breath, but halted the sound when he gave her a harsh look. She brought a fist up to her mouth. "You'll just have to hold out until it's his turn, if you still want him to have a turn after me," he smirked at her.
He rocked his hips up against her, making her whimper and cling against him. She thought it impossible to endure him long enough not to come again, the idea of it. She panted against him, trying to keep herself in check. She heard him growl in annoyance. He pushed her off his lap unexpectedly. She looked down at him, not sure what he wanted or was planning. He rose up, taking her by the forearm, and guiding her to the desk. He shoved the desk chair out of the way and leaned her down over the desk. His hands rubbed against her ass, between her legs, and between her thighs. She sighed, fingers gripping against the desk's surface.
He leaned down over her top of her, whispering, "don't come," as he slammed back into her.
She screamed, trying to hold herself back as he thrusted harder and harder. His hand came to her hair, holding her head down to the desk. He thrusted so hard, her thighs bumped into the edge of the desk over and over. She shook, trying to not to let herself give in, but it seemed like a maddeningly impossible task. She felt on the verge of giving in, wondering if she could trick him into not catching her. She tightened up on him, closing her eyes.
He stopped moving abruptly, making her one part mad, one part nervous. She was tempted to slide back against him, wanting him so badly to keep going. He slid out of her, making her wonder if he finished already. He turned her, looking down at her, and snarling quiet at her. "Do not be a greedy bitch," he warned her, hand gripping the back of her neck. "Or I'll fuck you somewhere you won't be able to enjoy," he warned, free hand gripping one of her breasts.
"Please," she hummed out half intelligibly.
"Did you just say something?" he asked her. She bit her lip, not moving or saying anything. He sighed impatiently. "One last chance," he warned, using the hand on her neck to shove from the desk and towards the bed.
She stumbled, feeling him come behind her. He turned her around and shoved her down on her back, legs dangling off the bed. He knelt down before her, bringing his mouth down on her unexpectedly. She moaned, feeling so close as his tongue danced along her clit. She closed her eyes, muscles tightening almost painfully.
He stopped, pulling his mouth away, looking her disappointed, but with a glint in his eye. He shook his head, sighing. She groaned, kicking him feebly in her own annoyance. He growled at her, but she found herself so frustrated, she did not care. He sat back on his knees. She looked down at him willfully. She slipped off of the bed quickly and down on his lap. She pounded her fists into his chest, trying to will him to fuck her more. She reached her hand down between the two of them.
The next thing she knew, she was on her back on the floor with him straddling her chest. His hands pressed hers into the floor by her head. "Feisty, now I like that," he commented down at her. He looked thrilled, even as he pinned her down. "You'll be punished for trying to fight me though," he tsked. He let her wrists go and bringing them down to his cock. He pulled off the condom, intentionally breaking it as he did so. "Oh dear, now I can't fuck you anymore without this," he teased, tossing it away from them. He brought her hands up to her breasts. "Press them together as hard as you can. Do not let up. The vines from earlier did not finish you, but aroused you. Perfect punishment to stop you from enjoying yourself."
He smiled down at her, settling himself lower to bring his cock between her breasts, thrusting over and over again between them. His knees pressed against her wrists, pinning them at her breasts. She whimpered, feeling her arousal build up anew, especially when his fingers teased at her nipples. She kicked her legs and bucked her hips at it all. It was too intense, too much. She squirmed, trying to either get away from him or to come. He laughed down at her, enjoying what he saw.
His hand came to her jaw, pulling it up to his cock. After a few quick thrusts, he finished in her mouth with a wicked sigh. She swallowed, waiting for him to let her jaw go. He let go, pulling away from her. He rolled over to sit down next to her on the ground, looking quite pleased with himself. She brought her hand over to her mouth, feeling the opposite of pleased next to him.
"Enjoy the show?" he asked, but not her.
"You toyed with her," Hiei said from his standing spot by the wall. "I nearly stopped you."
Youko cocked his head to the side, looking bemused. "You must have enjoyed it too much to stop me then. You look hard enough to fuck her right now," he hazard. "She knew the rules and tried to break them. Beyond that, she's half desperate for you to fuck her now." Both men looked tense, on the border of arguing. Youko looked away first. "Perhaps I should make her fully desperate," he preempted before turning back to her.
He brought his hand down to her mound, slipping two fingers inside of her before turning back to look over at Hiei challengingly. She cried out, not sure if she allow herself to give into him or not. She felt scared at how he would react if she did, afraid he would toy with her more. She brought her hand down to his wrist, gripping it. She felt a moan escape her throat.
"Youko," Hiei said the name like a warning.
"Hmm, why couldn't you have said that earlier when I was bedding you?" he hummed. "Don't worry, I'm only getting her ready for you. Only you get to make her come next. Perhaps you ought to get the condom on the desk on. She grows desperate. Or you can come here and I'll suck you off, leaving her be."
"Please," she panted, "Sir," she added on her second breath.
Youko chuckled, not letting up on her. Hiei went over to the desk, snatching up the condom. He unwrapped it. Youko clicked his teeth. "Come here first," he bid. His fingers went rougher, making her moan softly. So close.
Hiei stepped over to the two of them. Youko grabbed him by the cock with his free hand, pulling him over and putting it in his mouth. All while still fingering her. Hiei grunted, looking down at her. Youko hummed on him, making him gnash his teeth. He pulled away from Youko. Youko let him go with a frown. "Do want her more or do you want me to stop playing with her more?" Youko asked.
Hiei did not answer, but did slip the condom on. He reached down to her, pulling her up by the hands, which made Youko slip his hand out of her. He guided her over to the bed and guided her onto her hands and knees. She looked back at him, nodding, almost desperate for him or Youko or something to let her come. He grunted, slipping inside of her. She sighed breathily, relishing the feeling of him taking her behind. He was gentler, but nevertheless enjoyable. She felt herself grow blissfully close. Silently she begged him not to tease her.
Youko stepped over to her on the bed, cupping her jaw to make her look up at him, distracting her much to her annoyance. "Once for you, once for him," he reminded her. His thumb grazed over her lips. She nodded. He bent his head down, kissing her. She hummed feeling so close. He stood up, stepping away from her and over to Hiei. The two of them kissed. "Enjoy her," he cheered. "Suichi is about to return and will want a shower."
She turned her head, watching Youko leave the two of them alone, entering the bathroom by himself. The sound of the shower running reached her ears. She heaved a sigh of relief, arching her back and tightening against him. She moaned, bringing her face down to the bed, feeling so relaxed as the orgasm she was denied over and over again finally washed over her. Her legs and arms shook tiredly. She felt so worn out, but still so hot. She allowed herself to collapse on her stomach on the bed, with him following after her. His hand ran up and down the length of her spine, making her shiver and tense up. She hummed, feeling herself build up again, wishing it was not happening. It was not as strong at least, but unpleasant nevertheless to fight with herself not to enjoy it as he moved. It was not as torturous as what Youko put her through.
Hiei leaned over her, pressing down against her. "Be greedy," he told her. He went harder against her, making her feel aflame. She tried to look back at him, not sure if she should trust him or not. "Just quietly." She looked away from him, not allowing the opportunity to slip away from her. She tightened up, covering her mouth as she came tiredly.
After another minute, he stopped moving in her. He pulled out, turned her over, and went back into her. She whimpered, leading to his hand to clamp down on her mouth. He shook his head, then put his finger to his lips, and then nodded his head. He laid down on top of her, pressing down on her. She wrapped her legs around his lower back, drawing him deeper inside of her. His hands came under her shoulders, thrusting harder inside of her. She clung to him, holding her breath to keep from moaning. She was close already again, drawing down a deep yet quiet breath. He rested his head heavily in the crook of her neck. She closed her eyes, clinging tighter to him, hands scrambling to find purchase on his sweaty back.
He grunted, slamming into her harder with an exhausted voice. That finished her so quickly she saw black spots. "Oh, Hiei," she slipped out unintentionally.
His mouth crashed into hers, pressing down on hers relentlessly. She tried to pull away, but his hands came to the top of her shoulders to hold her in place. She heard the bathroom door open. She tried to look up and over, but he did not allow her to move away from him.
"Have you not finished yet?" Kurama asked in his normal, human voice.
Hiei looked down at her, giving her a warning look before pulling away. "Just finished," Hiei said, getting off of her. He did not look at her nor Kurama. He pulled off the condom, throwing it in the trash can by the desk. "I should get going," he said in a rush.
She rolled over on her side, watching him get dressed in unexpected haste. She frowned, watching him. She tried to think of something to say to him. He had felt so good, not toying with her. She wanted to reach over and pull him back to her.
Kurama spoke before she could think of anything. "Nanashi, how many times did you come with him?"
She looked over at him, noticing his hair and body were still wet and the water in the shower was still running. Water was dripping on the floor by his feet. "Um..." she hummed, not sure how to best answer.
"Three," Hiei answered for her. He was almost fully dressed.
Kurama turned his sharp gaze to Hiei instead. He knew it before Hiei even said it, but still looked irked. "That's not what Youko dictated. You agreed he would take the lead. I'm far too tired and weak now to access him again to bed her twice over," he said flatly.
She looked over at him, dreading that he would even consider trying that. It was bad enough when he teased and denied her once. Two times in a row would be unthinkable to endure.
"Well, you're too tired and I'm too tired," Hiei said with finality. He laced up his boots. "Besides, I couldn't enjoy myself with her wriggling beneath me trying not to enjoy herself." He rose up. "I should get going," he added, making for the door.
"Yes, you should," Kurama said. "Nanashi, you can shower with me before we go to sleep," he told her beckoning her over to him.
She blinked up at him, feeling far too tired to shower. She felt both of their gazes resting heavily on her though. She rose up, stepping over to Kurama gingerly. She winced as her center felt sore and sweet. He leaned down, cupping her face, and kissing her firmly. He pulled her into the bathroom with him.
Before he closed the door, she called out awkwardly, "good night, Hiei."
Kurama shut the door between the three of them, but left his hands pressed against it. She leaned against him tiredly, almost ready to fall asleep standing. He grabbed her hand without looking at her, pulling her into the shower with him. She yawned tiredly, wondering at why he had been so keen she shower yet again tonight with him. His hands roamed over her, helping her wash off in an almost rough and hasty way. She could not understand why he was so upset.
'Tell him you preferred him,' Hiei's voice echoed in her mind painlessly. 'And that you do not wish to share him ever again.'
'What?' she thought, making sure to keep her mouth still from forming the word.
'Say it to him,' he pressed. 'Now.'
She turned, facing Kurama, leaning against him under the blissfully hot water. "Mine," she said, kissing him affectionately on the cheek. He looked down at her, caught off guard. "I don't want to share you again," she fumbled out. She leaned her head against his upper arm shyly.
"You enjoyed Youko?" he asked down at her, bemused.
She leaned up, nodded, and kissed him. He seemed a little more relaxed with her, making her relax in turn. They continued showering.
'Fuck him again, initiate it,' Hiei told her.
'What? I'm too tired,' she groaned mentally at the idea.
'In the morning,' Hiei pressed. 'Say his name.'
She gasped. Kurama hummed down at her. She smiled up at him. 'That's what he's mad at?' she asked, distracted.
'That and the how much you enjoyed yourself,' he thought, almost sounding proud of himself.
'I...' she thought, trying to think of something to say. Yet she noticed he left her mind before she could say anything else.
She looked back Kurama, noticing him seem just as tired as she felt, but a bit happier. They finished showering, and dressed in their own pajamas. When they laid down in his bed, he pulled her close to him, holding her against him. They had not gotten a chance to sleep next to one another since the Dark Tournament. She felt warmer than expected by him, but the way he held her made her not want to pull away from him. She felt him hum against her contentedly. She worked to fall asleep, struggling with the unfamiliar-ness of sharing a bed with him. She thought over the night spent with him and Hiei, trying not to mentally compare the two. Youko had been intense, more skilled, more cold and calculating. Hiei had gone with the flow, even had watched out for her when Youko had gotten aggressive and when he would not stop toying with her. He let her enjoy him as much as her body wanted, not trying to control her. She shifted, looking over at Kurama's face the best she could. He got jealous, that had to have been the problem, even if he was the one who suggested the threesome in the first place. He left the room when she and Hiei started, he got upset with Hiei when she came more than once, and he must have heard her say his name. Yet none of that she could really control, even the name part. She sighed, rolling away slightly the small bed to lay on the edge of it to fall asleep.
Unsure what time it was, she woke up in need of the bathroom herself. She slipped out from under his arm, heading to the bathroom by herself. When she finished, she could tell by the predawn light she could see out the window that it was early, but far to early to get up. She saw also he was awake, looking up at her from his prone position on the bed. He blinked groggily. This had to be as good a time as any.
She took a steeling breath, walking back over to him. She stripped her pajamas off clumsily as she moved. He pushed himself up on his forearms, looking more alert. Her center still ached, but nevertheless she climbed into the bed and straddled him. He looked up at her, surprised. She bent down, cupping his face to kiss him. He sat up straighter, pulling off his pajama shirt. Then he leaned against her, head resting on the crook of her neck. Her hand skimmed the outline of his hair, trying not to get any seeds in there to lash out at her. She reached down between them, hand coming to the hem of his pants. She pushed him down, to his back, drawing his pants down just enough to expose his partially hard cock. She rubbed it gently, making him gasp. His hand gripped her wrist, but he did not stay her hand. His free hand rested on his forehead, chest heaving beneath her.
"Nanashi," he panted out her name, making her pause, liking the sound of it in his voice. She could understand why her saying Hiei's name would make him bitter now. She resumed stroking him.
"Are there more condoms?" she asked, looking over at his desk.
He nodded, releasing her wrist and point at the desk. "Top drawer. Right," he said.
She rolled off of him and went to the top right desk drawer. She drew one out of the open box there at random. She brought it back to him. She opened it, slipping on over him. He shivered, must be as sensitive as she was feeling. He sat up, moving to push her down on her back. She shook her head, which made him pause. She shoved him back down, smirking down at him, mirroring how Youko had with her.
She took his cock in hand, pausing to look down at him. He nodded at her. She pressed him inside of her, swearing at how intense it felt. She pressed on, wincing as she felt herself building in spite of how sore and tired she was. He gasped loudly, hands gripping her hips. His face scrunched up muscles tensing up beneath her. She moved on him, exhausted though she was. Her hands gripped his chest and shoulders. She finished on him, wincing as she moaned since it was borderline painful.
He rolled her over onto her back, this time with her yielding. He kept moving in and out of her staggardly. She was so sore, but could tell he was close. She squirmed beneath him. She recalled what Hiei told her to do. "Kurama," she breathed in his ear. He thrusted harder at that, making her cry out at the intensity of it. She was on the verge of begging him to stop when he came.
He pulled out her, but did not go much farther than that. Rather he collapsed on top of her, not moving beyond drawing deep breaths. He clung to her, almost shaking. She reached her hand up, stroking his face. She waited patiently, hoping he would not decide to fall back asleep like this.