YYHFanFiction on Tumblr had a NSFW Prompt Palooza yesterday with a ton of great ideas! This is based on prompt #2 "Hiei watches his partner lick the cum off her fingers post facial. It gears him up immediately for the next round." Enjoy? It's been a while since I've written any level of smut.

Bon Appetite

Fingers curled into thick, soft strands of fiery red, a desperate attempt to control Shinpi's movements that went entirely unheeded as she offered a throaty growl and proceeded to do as she pleased. Hiei still wasn't accustomed to the wolf demoness's persistence. Moaning, the deep sound clawing from the back of his throat, he let her have her way but his hands remained tangled in her hair on the back of her head.

The woman was relentless. Her mouth worked him over as if she'd never not known which flick of her tongue might hitch his breathing or how hard to suck to get him to make that sound again. Hiei's eyes rolled up, the pressure nearing its threshold.

"Shinpi." The throaty demand said everything.

Forcing himself from the haze to look down at her as she worked, her lips wrapped around his cock, hand cupping his balls, he thought he spotted a smirk. It was hard to tell, but there was definitely a spark in her eyes. Those cobalt eyes peered up at him, filled fire, and his widened in response before snapping closed as she took his length fully.

He didn't miss the chuckle she offered as he called out, swearing in drawn out moan of the feel of her hot mouth as she took him into her throat twice more.

This woman, goddammit, what was he going to do with her?

Ideas began to form as quickly as the question had entered his mind. A laundry list he'd been harboring for a while now. Perhaps better called a bucket list? His grip on her hair tightened, the images of Shinpi splayed out, begging for him, fizzling into nonexistence as his breathing began to pick up.

"Shinpi." Another demand.

Hiei never begged. This was as close as she'd ever gotten him to it, making him repeat her name like saying it would force her to give him what he wanted.

Definitely a smirk, he thought, eying her again through lust-hazy eyes. The wench.

Another guttural moan, more earnest as she twisted her head in small motions, the new angles of her tongue leading him to ruin. Her hands worked too, one massaging his sac as the other circled the base of his cock. In an impossibly slow motion, she drew her mouth up his length, the flat of her tongue playing along the underside of his dick, until only the tip remained in her mouth. Her hand worked him and Hiei glared at her, daring her to leave him undone this way.

That blue fire again. Nothing but trouble, this woman.

But she didn't stop her ministrations, her hand working his length as she focused on his head, tongue swirling. She didn't pull back until his breathing turned jerky, pants coming out in irregular patterns. Hiei moaned his release, tossing his head back to mourn the loss of the heat of her mouth as well as relish in the sensation of his orgasm. His hands fell from her hair to the bed to keep him upright.

Swallowing, Hiei lulled his forward to peer down at the demoness kneeling between his legs. Crimson eyes, still hazy with satisfaction, widened slightly at the sight of her. Pupils immediately blown as a wave of heat cycled through his blood.

Face streaked with his seed, Shinpi swept her tongue from the underside of his cock to the head, pulling it back into her mouth before releasing it with a satisfied smack of her lips. Cobalt eyes gazed up at him through dark lashes, the fringe of her bangs doing nothing to hide her satisfaction from him. Making Hiei succumb to her was a favorite game, one he happily partook in.

Reaching up, Shinpi ran her thumb over the wetness of her cheek, pulling the slicked digit into her mouth and closing her eyes as she savored the flavor.

Hiei swallowed again, unable to blink as he watched her clean her face in this manner. One finger at a time, drug through his cum, then licked clean by her masterful tongue and pulled into her mouth by petal pink lips. He knew a challenge when she presented one, and this was definitely a challenge, but he waited to act on it.

He'd learned that biding his time with his wolf girl could have the best consequences.

"That look suits you." Hiei commented, a devious expression claiming his features.

"I'm sure." She agreed, putting her feet under her and standing up. She walked over to her bedside table and used a tissue to wipe at the rest of her face.

Hiei got to his feet too, something she noted with pursed lips as she listened to the mattress creak from his shifted weight.

"I must've lost my touch, you don't normally recover this fast." Shinpi complained mildly, a small pout pulling at her bottom lip. She'd been sure she had sent him to a daze.

"Just the opposite." Hiei growled against the cup of her ear, his teeth catching her lobe as his hands worked the button on her pants. "Seeing you so beautifully decorated gave me a second wind."

From the readiness of his erection pressing against her from behind, she had to concur. Breathless, Shinpi swallowed as his hand found its way into her pants, the other under her shirt. He hummed as his fingertips played over her already slick folds, satisfaction brimming the sound as she arched her back and spread her legs for him.

"I should leave you like this, since you're so interested in teasing me." Hiei worked his mouth down her neck, drawing small sounds of the woman. "I should make you wait."

She moaned, eyes closed as he pushed one, then two fingers into her while his other hands played with her nipple, pinching, twisting lightly.

"Do you think you can make it through dinner with the others like this? My hand in your in lap but not touching you?" Hiei went on, and this was his favorite game. "I think I'd like to see this flush on your face at the table, the others all wondering if you're ill when really you just desperately want me to fuck you."

Because he never actually managed to leave Shinpi wanting, but she always believed he would. Maybe someday he'd have the strength of will, but that was not today.

"Hiei, please." The strangled moan made him growl as his thumb circled her clit.

Music to his ears, her pleas. He could have listened to them all night, but he'd reminded himself they had a dinner engagement and after the haze wore off she'd accuse him of using her to get out of it.

"Only because you asked so nicely." Hiei hummed against her neck, his hand withdrawn from her pants to force the material down her hips to her knees.

Something about fucking Shinpi with clothes on just did something to him. Really, if he wanted to be honest, he'd admit that anything to do with fucking the woman did something to him. Clothes on, off, planned, spontaneous, quick, slow. It didn't matter. If he had a chance to be inside her, he'd take it.

And oh, did he have an opportunity now.

"Bend over." Hiei ordered and Shinpi didn't argue. He smirked as she planted her feet on the floor and hinged at the hips to bend over the edge of the bed. Running his hand over her bared ass he gave one cheek a smack, watching with glee as the action sent a shock through the woman beneath him.

She glared at him, looking back as her other cheek pressed into the sheets. It didn't hide the flush on her face or the heat in her eyes. Hiei licked his lips at the expression, watching as her teeth caught her lip. Leaning over her from behind, the tip of his cock pressing to her entrance he pulled her hair away from her face.

"Keep looking at me like that and we are definitely going to be late for dinner." Hiei warned her, and before she could mutter a reply, he pushed into her slowly, watching as her lips fell open and her lashes fluttered closed. A throaty groan mingled with her panting breath.

He pulled back, releasing her hair and taking hold of her hips. Relishing in every small sound and lost moan, but especially in her mindless declarations of what felt good to her, Hiei took her from behind. Watching himself pull in and out, then crimson eyes would trail to Shinpi's face. He obliged her every whimpered demand.

Harder, faster, Hiei please.

By the time her orgasm shook her, his name a broken cry on her lips, her breathing ragged and those pretty hands fisted in the sheets pulling the fabric from the corners of the mattress, Hiei was pounding into her relentlessly. His hand between their bodies, fingers torturing her clit. He wasn't far behind her, erratic rhythm only ceasing when he pushed himself as deep as he could into her and came, grunting with the effort.

Another string of curses falling from his mouth as he fought to regain control of his breath and his mind. Shinpi writhed under him, back arched as she pressed back into him. It took a few moments for either of them to come back to their senses. Hiei pulled out of her slowly, watching the motion with great interest. Another satisfied sigh stole from his lungs.

She didn't say anything as she stood up, drawing Hiei into a sleepy kiss. Hiei wrapped his arms around her, pleased when she nuzzled her head against his chest, her fingers tracing his collarbone.

"Shower." She muttered and he chuckled. "Are we late?"

"Probably." He shrugged. "They'll wait."

"Rude." Shinpi tried to chastise but the haze that had made liquid of her bones had also softened the sharpness of her tongue.

Watching Shinpi try to function after a good orgasm always made Hiei feel particularly proud. The wolf demoness usually stood tall, commanded control of every situation, and elucidated like a philosopher of yore. After sex with him though? She became a barely functioning mess for at least fifteen minutes, if he'd done the job right.

And from the way she leaned on him, he'd excelled.