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Title: Like A Midsummer Night's Dream
Author: Kurisu Furui
Type/Series: Anime//Yuu Yuu Hakusho
Fanfiction Genre//Style: Romance//One-Shot/PWP
Rating: Web-R
Warning: This work of fiction contains explicit acts of sexual intercourse between two males.
Characters: (Kurama)Youko Kurama, Hiei
Pairings: (Kurama)Youko Kurama/Hiei
I don't know how we got there. I don't believe Hiei remembers either. Personally, I think he could have cared less, as long as he got a long-awaited taste of his favourite fox. Once we're alone, he can no longer play off his desires with an emotionless face. Funny it is, how he's so passionate, yet he always falls submissive. Especially during the full moon, like that night.
It was perfect. The middle of a rather hot summer made for the perfect temperature in the dead of night. A warm breeze stirred through the slightly cool air. The ground was ever so soft, the tender blades of new grass accepting two lovers tumbling about without resistance. An occasional, tastefully positioned violet or daisy, placed by mother nature herself, was visible because of the moonlight streaming through the leafy canopy some twenty feet above our bodies. It was a full moon, seeing everything and whispering to the stars that twinkled with the merriment of knowing something no one else does. A few young trees encirled the small area, and a large, flat-surfaced boulder lay at a slight tilt in the center of the area.
I vaguely remember hearing Hiei behind me, then looking up to the moon, tranforming to my kitsune youkai form, Youko Kurama. Hiei liked that form better when he was in the mood for resistance or domination. That, surprisingly enough to me, was often. After I turned to him, everything following that moment comes back to memory clear as a bell pealing out the hour. He came willingly to my open arms, and I lowered both of us slowly to the ground, kneeling over him. My silver hair persistantly fell into my line of gaze, but Hiei seemed to like the look. And as long as he was happy, I was even more so.
His silky bangs would tumble into his dark, peircing eyes, staring up at me, fire and passion dancing within them. His slender fingers always traced the path from my eye, down my cheekbone to the corner of my lips, where I usually placed a gentle kiss across his fingertip before he would move his hand down over my lower jaw, softly, caringly, and though he rarely admitted it, lovingly. His hand would then, without fail, travel down over my throat and chest, where, that time, I caught his hand, brought it away, and kissed his forehead. That night I moved back a bit, giving him a smile that made him turned scarlet. I dearly enjoy making him blush. As I slowly moved one arm, then the other, from my robes, I could clearly see his desire to touch me. My grin widened. He played the good boy though. Ah, he was always full of such surprises.
I playfully pretended to be having trouble with my belt, and he gave a low growl, glaring at me. I smiled and winked, which only infuriated him further. Not that he would have done anything, for fear I would stop. I paused to watch him, and he growled again, writhing beneath me. "Patience." I whispered, moving my tongue along my lips to wet them. He gave a surrendering sigh, and watched me. I was surprised he didn't try to cross his arms. I finally lay my belt aside, and he could no longer control his own hands, raising them to my hips. I smiled calmly at him, raising a finger to his lips. His tongue lightly flicked over it, and again I could not prevent my smile.
We tumbled, Hiei wanting control--that is, until I would have enough of being submissive. He drew his hands over my body, his eyes following, like I was a wonderment to behold. Finally I reached up to him, undressing him with an ease he always seemed to find suspicious. My fingers wound their way through his soft hair and down slowly, his back arching and causing his whole body to shiver as my fingertips slipped lightly over his spine. He gave a low moan, and I couldn't surpress an affectionate smile. Yet another surprise from this amazing demon. He pressed his small, bare body against my own.
I wrapped my arms around him slowly, and leant my lips against his ear. "I love you." I whispered softly, seeing what he would do this time to get out of it. "I love you too." was his response. He trembled with a hidden chuckle as he realized my obvious surprise. I lightly took his earlobe between my lips, suckling softly on it before drawing back and blowing a cool breath on it. He again gave a shudder. "Kurama. . ." his voice brokenly spoke my name, and I brought my lips to his throat, brushing them across the sensitive skin. He gasped, his head tilting away, his dark eyes closing slowly in the pleasure that my teasing brought.
Again his voice called me, and he moved onto his back willingly as I knelt between his legs, leaning over him, one hand resting on the soft grass to steady myself, the other sliding lightly over his thigh. He moaned softly, and my hand moved inward slowly, drawing a gasp and a tiny cry. "Kurama!" It may sound conceited or narcissistic, perhaps, but I loved hearing my own name moaned out in passion from the fiery little demon beneath me.
A pressed a finger to his small orifice, before pushing in teasingly. The muscles immediately contracted around my fingertip. Hiei cried out softly to me, and I responded with a low murmur, thrusting my finger further. Slowly I added another finger, then a third, thrusting foreward and back in a rythmic motion, before pulling my hand back, my fingers sliding over his sac, drawing a sort of whine, then gently over his shaft. He growled. "Kurama." I knew he'd had enough of my foreplay.
I moved my own manhood against the tight entrance, thrusting my entire body foreward, deeply into the small demon without any lubrication. Hiei gasped and hissed. He liked it rough for some reason. I wonder why? I surpressed a grin. I couldn't help but give a soft moan in the warm pleasure that tightly surrounded me. I set up a fairly quick and heavy rhythm, and Hiei's gasping and whimpers eventually turned to pants and moans, preceeded by my own.
He began to slowly push back against me, and we rocked back and forth, the night air filled with moans and soft gasps as Hiei and I moved faster. Hiei reached down, caressing himself softly. He moaned lightly, and I smiled quietly. "Hiei. . ." I whispered. He looked up at me, then closed his eyes. A moment later his muscles contracted tightly around me, his back arching as he cried out yet again, his warm seed spilling over both our stomachs.
His body's reactions were too much for me, and I came as he did. I leant over him, gasping for breath, my eyes closing. I could feel my human form returning, my own body too weak to hold my kitsune form. I pulled away, and collapsed beside him. Hiei turned to me slowly, giving a drowsy smile. "I love you, Kurama." he whispered. I hugged him with what strength I had left. "I love you too." I murmured in response.
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