Authors Note: Okay.. fair warning.. Hiei is dangerously sick and is quite delusional in this chapter. So.. that is the root of his… different thoughts. Here it comes… Enjoy ducklings.
Three days. That's how long I've been sick. Two days and six hours. That's approximately the amount of time I've either been asleep or getting to know Kuwabara's toilet. I've learned that the toilet enjoys long walks in the sand and type A personalities. Pretty good guy. Not many would let me puke inside of them as many times as I have.
"Hiei, are you feeling any better?" He's asked me that every day. Not Kuwabara's toilet. Or Kuwabara. It's Kurama. He has done everything but moved in. He's always here. Forcing me to swallow strange substances. I laugh. And both of the guys look at me. That sounded kinky. Well makes sense. He is a fox. Not known to have one lover.
"Oh yea Kurama, I could defiantly stand not swallow those strange substances." I laugh again. Strange substances. It sounded kinky again. Nothing is lucid. And even reality at times seems bizarre. The fox said that, the medicine I'm taking will make me like this. Even though it's expected, I'm still not use to it. I do like that Kurama has brought me new clothes so that I don't have to either sit naked or in my own vomit. I'm still not use to being cared for though. I've woken up so many times to new clothes that I didn't put on and my hair slightly damp when I didn't bath myself. I try not to question it. In truth, I don't have enough strength to honestly care. The little energy I have is spent rushing to the bathroom before I sully Kuwabara's bed… again. Honestly. The bedding has already been washed twice.
I've given up on having dignity. I don't care. I'm fed like some kind of infant, and at times I feel as weak as one. Kuwabara spoons bland soups into my mouth and it's to the point where I just open my mouth without complaints, in the beginning I refused to be treated like a baby. I no longer care.
"He feels ice cold." Covers are folded over me, just ten minutes ago I was being stripped of my clothing because my body was to warm. This has started being a norm. He does what he feels is necessary while I just fade in and out of sleep.
"When fire apparitions get sick, the part of their body that regulates temperature nearly stops working, that is why it's so dangerous for Hiei to get sick." That bubbly feeling in my stomach returns and I'm tripping over my feet to get to the toilet in time. But just as I make it into the room my foot catches on my other foot and I go tumbling down. Do I make it. No. Have I just fallen deeper into the pit of pathetic grossness. Yes, I have. It irritates me. And I'm frustrated. And I'm angry. And it's most defiantly Kuwabara's fault.
"How is it my fault?" He's removing my clothes.
"You took me into the lake fully clothed."
"I've already asked Kurama if that could be it, and he says that there is no way a fire demon could get sick from that, he suspects that you caught a bug the last time you were in demon world." A slight need to feel modest comes over me, not that it matters. He pays no mind. His hair is like really curly. So curly.
Gotta touch it.
So curly.
"Hiei." Can't reach. Got to touch. "Kurama, his temperature has gone back up again."
"But. I want to." I'm whining. I don't care. He snickers slightly but leans down. It's so curly.
"Is another side effect of the medicine you're giving him less inhibitions? Because he's certainly not acting how he normally would." The fox responds to him. I pay no attention. I think I like curly hair. I touch it again. Yes, I do. I'm half paying attention as he places me in the bath tub. When did he run the water. It's really warm. It feels nice. He's washing me again. My eyes are closed, but my Jagon again is allowed to be open. That cloth rubs against my chest. How did I never notice how nice it feels. My neck is washed. It's relaxing. I like how gentle he is with me. I can tell how much he cares about me just by how gentle he is.
"mm" Shit. Did I make that sound. His hand doesn't slow. Maybe I imagined moaning. That has to be it. I close my Jagon eye. I'm to tired to keep it open. But I feel him wash me farther down. I know he will not take advantage of my exhaustion. So I fall asleep.
"I don't think I can hold back anymore Hiei." He's holding me. I can feel his erection against my theigh. It's arousing. His lips trail down my neck. It's to hot. I can't handle it. I'm not use to feeling this way. His lips are like fire going down my chest. His tongue tasting my heated skin. I can't stop the strangled moans. I don't want to stop them. How long have I been holding back this need. I've never let myself indulge in these actions. Damn, I've been missing something great.
"Ahh Kazuma." Those lips. So hot around my arousal. Can't handle it. Sucking me. I can't stop thrusting. I need more, but I can't take anymore. It's not enough, but it's to much. "Kazuma please." I don't know what I'm begging for. Do I want more of this pleasure or for him to stop. I don't know. But those words keep echoing off of the walls. "Kazuma. Please." His hand grasp me and squeezes just as he sucks hard. I can't breath. My body is wracked with pleasure. And I can't stop my body's natural reaction to cum.
I shoot awake. Shit. Not good. Not good. He's looking at me. Blushing. Kuwabara's face is entirely red. He saw what I was dreaming. He saw.
"I didn't mean. I couldn't control. I don't." I don't know what to say. I don't know how to cover up my dream or the fact that I'm sitting in a puddle of my own lust.
"Shh." He smiles at me. "I'm starting to love your mind more and more." He kisses my forehead. "So let's get you cleaned up." He carries me back into the bathroom. The stains from my cum are extremely noticeable on my black pants. But he doesn't tease me. He just removes them while the water runs.
"I can bathe myself." He smiles.
"Okay, I'll be outside if you need me." He leaves with no resistance. I turn the handle and then half fall into the bath. That dream was so vivid. I could feel his lips around my member. Stupid dream. Stupid erection. How long has it been since I've pleasured myself. I've always tried to deny myself of these actions. But Damn it feels so good to touch myself. I half desire to indulge, but I know my thoughts are not private. It's embarrassing. He saw my dream. Where did those thoughts even come from. I grab the cloth from earlier. The feeling isn't as pleasurable as when Kazuma washes me. Shit. Kazuma. When did I start calling him that. I didn't. I don't. I shake the thoughts and wash farther down. My cum washes off fairly easily, and I'm ashamed to admit that my hand may have lingered longer than it should have while cleaning certain areas. I bite back the shutter. I don't feel as weak as I did earlier and my stomach isn't as queasy. My body aches just from the sores of not moving. I drain the water.
Shit. I don't have any clothes.
"Are you okay in there"
"Um, can you bring me some clothes." I hear him moving around and then the door opens. He looks at me a moment and then smiles darkly. He doesn't look away. "Did you know that you're really vocal in your sleep." The bastard. "Yea, you talk in your sleep." He's chuckling now. The jerk. He stops smiling. "Hiei." When did he get so close to me. "Don't look at me like that." His hand is on my cheek and I slap it away while grabbing the clothes. I turn so that I at least don't have to look at him. He grabs my wrist and pulls them down to my waist. "Hiei, I think it's cute." His lips connect to the base on my neck. I can't help that my breathing quickens. "I forget that this is new to you." His lips are soft against my jaw line. "You have nothing to be embarrassed or ashamed about." His teeth graze my neck and my body half twitches in anticipation. "I wasn't going to press you into intimate actions so soon, because I wasn't sure you were ready." I'm breathing fast, but it's like I'm not getting any air. His hand is holding mine. My knees are shaking. I'd be afraid of falling if not for his arms holding me up.
"Kazuma." I didn't mean for my voice to sound so uncertain. His mouth is against my ear, I can hear his breathing. His hand leads my hand to my growing arousal. My fingertips graze over my sensitive body and I can't help but jerk slightly.
"What is it love." I forgot what I was going to say to him. His tongue trails around the rim of my ear before biting down on the lobe. As he does this I'm forced to squeeze myself. I'm pumping myself slow. This is torture. "What do you need Hiei." My name has never sounded so good as now. I want to give him an answer, but I don't know what to say. I don't know what I need. "Would you like for me to show you what you need?" The words make my breath hitch and I clinch my eyes shut as I nod as if I'm afraid to see the outcome of my decision. But he isn't overeager. His hand moves slow. I can feel him press against my back. He's aroused. Damn. Why do I find that a turn on. I half moan when I'm made to squeeze my cock again. He lifts me up with ease. The pajama bottoms that I was attempting to put on fall off my ankles and hit the ground. He doesn't notice. I'm laid gently on the bed face down. He whispers in my ear.
"Just relax shorty." My knees are still shaking. Maybe from anticipating. This will be the furthest I've ever gone. Not like I have done anything else. What if I'm not ready. What if I freak out half way through. I'm freaking out now. He doesn't seem to notice. His large hands kneed into my back with little force. "Shh relax, I promise I will be gentle. I'll go really slow." I don't remember if I nod or not. His open palm presses against my lower back for a few minutes, my breathing eventually evens out. His hand pulls away and when it's returned, I feel his wet fingers trace down my back before gently pressing against my entrance. I can't help my body tensing.
"Hiei, if you don't relax then I'm going to have to do something that will embarrass you even more." He attempts to finger me. I try to relax, but the thought of such an intimate action and I can't relax my body. He's laughing lightly. He's not mad. I'm glad he's not mad. "I did warn you Hiei." One of his hands lifts my hips where I'm on elbows and knees. His hand grabs my twitching member. "Don't be scared Hiei." I try to nod again. I focus on his hands holding me so firmly. I let myself relax a bit but I can't stop the half scream when his tongue presses inside of me. He doesn't seem deterred. In fact, he seems more determined. Fuck. His tongue is fucking me. I'm not use to this. His tongue darts deeper inside of me.
"Kazuma, please. Ahh." His hand is stroking me at the same pace that his tongue fucks my ass hole. It's to much. "Please, you have to stop. If you don't I'm going to cum again." I can't help but notice the other stain. My face feels so warm. But he doesn't stop. No. His movements become faster. A moment before I cum, his tongue stops and his hand squeezes me hard. Damn, I was so close. One of his fingers pushes inside of me before I can resist. He's thrusting his finger inside of me and just as I realize that I find it pleasurable he adds a second finger. "I can't take any more." It's a whimper. His lips kiss right below my ear.
"I'm not going to enter you until you can comfortably take four fingers." I try not to blush. I fail. "But please, if you have to cum, don't hold back. I wont you to feel good." Damn his voice is deep. I was so engrossed in his words that I didn't notice him scissoring his fingers inside of me. I like when he says those things to me. But it's embarrassing. His fingers press against something inside of me and I blush when I scream. It didn't hurt, quite to opposite. I can hear him chuckling.
"Could you… Never mind." I can't ask for that. Asking to much. His fingers still and he leans so close to me.
"Tell me what you would like Hiei." His voice leaves no room for refusal.
"Could you.. talk dirty. Please." I know he's shocked. Shit. I shouldn't have asked that. It was weird to ask for. He's just humoring me after all. I'm an imiko after all. I can't breathe. "No. I didn't mean." I can take it back. Maybe if I take it back it'll be okay.
"You're really lewd." His hand squeezes my dick. "Wanting something like that." He's kissing me. It's tender despite his words. His fingers have started thrusting into me again and he adds a third finger. It doesn't hurt bad, but I can't help but wince slightly. His fingers brush that spot again and I bite my lip suppressing the moan. "Don't quite yourself. I want to hear your pleasure when you feel good." For good measure he hits that spot inside me again. I whimper louder than I mean to. "Your sweet ass is so wet. Is it from when I fucked your ass with my tongue or are you really just that turned on." God his voice is deep and right in my ear. His fingers twirl inside of me. Driving me insane. "Your ass is sucking in my fingers. It's so tight. I bet you can't wait till my cock is inside of you." My cheeks heat up. He pushes a forth finger inside of me and I scream loudly. I didn't mean to.
"You make such sweet sound Hiei."
"Kazuma."
"What is it love."
"Please." I can say it. I can do it. I don't have to be ashamed of these words. Lust, desire, it's perfectly normal. I hate that word. His lips are kissing my jaw line and neck. He's always so gentle with me. "Please Kazuma, I want you inside of me." My eyes are clinched shut.
"You are unbelievably adorable." His fingers pull out of me one by one and I feel so empty until the head of his dick presses against my entrance. But he doesn't enter me. His hand lays against my abdomen for a brief moment before turning me over. I shut my eyes. I don't feel confident enough right now to look at him. I'm glad when he doesn't press the issue. All I have on is the fabric covering the Jagon eye. Relax. He's seen me naked multiple times. I can't keep from drawing my knees to myself. I hear rustling and I open one eye. He's looking right at me. His fingers are nimbly removing his clothing. The sight is to intimate to not arouse me. My face feels so warm. His pants drop and I clinch my eyes shut. Gods he's big. There's no way. No possible way. He's laughing warmly.
"Don't be afraid love, that's why I prepared you." I still can't open my eyes. "It really is your first time." It's said almost lovingly. He grabs my legs and lifts them until they are practically on his shoulders. This is kind of awkward due to my.. shortness. His hands are on my hips and he eases himself inside of me. He doesn't thrust. He stays perfectly still, but his hands are shaking. I know he won't hurt me. He pulls one of his hands away to uncover my Jagon, and then his hand returns lower. He squeezes my ass gently.
"I'm ready Kazuma." His lips tenderly connect to my forehead it tickles my jagon and it opens in response. I can feel his member throbbing inside of me. The Jagon intensifies my bodies reaction to everything. It doesn't matter that my eyes are clinched shut, I can clearly see his face slightly flushed. Gods he's masculine.
He's moving so slowly. It's agonizing. This is hell. Wonderful blissful hell. The pain mixes with pleasure and I don't know if I should scream from pain or from pleasure. I gasp when he pumps my leaking member. So fast.
"Let me hear you shorty." Damn that raspy voice. Damn the effect it has on me. I can't stop the groan or the whimpers. My sounds make him take me faster. "It's so hot and tight Hiei." I can't close my jagon eye. It's focused on him. Focused on how his loose curls are glued to his forehead from sweat. The smell of lust is intoxicating. His eyes are half lidded as he groans loudly. I'm to enthralled to feel any shame or modesty. That spot. He keeps hitting that spot.
"Kazuma." It's a gasp as my body gives in to it's need to cum. Half cries as my cock oozes my juices. I don't mean to clinch around his dick, but my body reacts of it's own accord and he cums deep inside of me with loud sounds of pleasure. I'm laid gently on my stomach. To tired to move. His arm lays over me and I'm pulled firmly against him.
"Your dirty again."
"Yeah, we can take a bath tomorrow, I'm tired." He's so warm against me. It's so unusual to be help, but I like it. A thought crosses my mind and I chase it away before it has time to form. His hand softly strokes my hip.
"You can ask me anything hiei, after all, your mine now." His nose is buried in my hair and it's comforting.
"Maybe, one of the times we," I think for a moment on how to phrase it. "do stuff, I could be on top. Maybe." His hand stops for a moment. And he chuckles deeply. I can hear it even though it's muffled by my hair.
"I don't care who's on top as long as I'm with you." His voice shows no signs of deception. "I love you Hiei." He falls asleep It's so comfortable that I also let myself drift off.