"If I don't eat, I will DIE," Kurama hissed. "You better fuck me, Hiei,"

"I already told you, I won't do any of that willingly," Hiei answered. They were sitting in a field. Shishi had went off to wash himself and Kurama was living.

"Hiei, I am STARVING. If you don't fuck me right now," Kurama hissed through his teeth.

Hiei looked away from him. Kurama scowled, anger showing across his perfect face. "HIEI!"

"I'm back," Shishi waved his arm, looking triumphant. "Ah, a lover's spat?"

"I don't have lovers! I have sex slaves! And this one is being particularly petulant..." Kurama scowled. "I wish I had picked a different demon!"

Hiei got up to go take a bath in the stream and Kurama grabbed him from behind. One hand dipped low, rubbing the bulge in the front of Hiei's pants.

Shishi turned away from them. "Wow, uh, warning? Next time?"

Hiei struggled against him. "Let me go!"

Kurama moved his mouth to Hiei's ear, whispering. "You like it, don't you? Are you just playing stubborn? Mm? You feel very much like you like it..." Hiei had quit struggling and he was frozen in place. "You'd like it if I got down on my knees and sucked you off, I bet. I'd do it. I'd do anything," Kurama's voice was low, sultry, begging. He could see the way he was affecting the demon. Hiei was trembling just slightly, his breath hitching a bit. Kurama lowered his head and sucked gently on Hiei's neck, getting a low moan from the demon. In the next moment, Hiei had whirled around and knocked Kurama on his ass, looking enraged.

"Damn incubus!" he snarled, going down to the stream.

Kurama got to his feet and walked slowly after him. Shishi watched them, shaking his head.

"Was this a bad idea?" he asked the sky.

Kurama hid out near the stream, trying to decide what to do. He could use the last bit of his power to seduce Hiei again... But Hiei was alert for it and wouldn't fall for it... Kurama suddenly sensed something behind him that caused him to tense. He breathed in the sexual energy coming from behind him before he peeked out. He could see Hiei in the stream, one hand on a rock, the other...

Kurama gulped, breathlessly watching. He's not... damn him! At least I can get a little bit of energy from his desire... Kurama put his back to the tree, breathing in the energy Hiei was emitting. It was a good amount of energy, coming from the demon. It was like standing in the first rays of the morning and feeling the heat beginning to soak into your skin. He could feel the energy getting stronger before backing down and getting weaker. Kurama peeked again. Hiei looked frustrated.
Kurama wondered if he should step in. He walked towards Hiei in the stream and got the most evil and angry look Kurama had seen in a long time. Kurama hesitated. He suddenly felt vindictive. He gave Hiei a wicked smile and turned and left Hiei in the stream. Hiei looked after him stunned.

"Hey, hold up," Hiei ordered. Kurama ignored him, heading back to Shishi.

Kurama took a seat in the grass, studying his fingernails.

"You look like you feel better," Shishi remarked.

"I got a bit of energy."

"Oh so you..." Shishi made a face.

"Nope," Kurama grinned at Shishi. "Don't worry, Shishi. He may be my love slave, but you have my heart~" he said, playfully.

"Oh good, I was worried."

"He's not much of a love slave," Kurama half-sighed. "He will not have sex with me," Kurama looked away from him, towards a distant rock. "Well, anyway. Once he's done, I'll go take a quick wash up and then we'll get moving."

Kurama waited a while before going back to the water. Hiei wasn't there. Kurama removed his clothes and climbed into the water, beginning to wash his arms. The water was ice cold and it calmed his fevered skin. Constantly running on empty is taking its toll on my body. Kurama dipped under the water, coming back up, the water running down his hair and back, causing his skin to prickle.

As Kurama washed himself, he could feel those rays soaking in again and he closed his eyes in sexual bliss. He must be watching me... If this is the way he wants to play this game, I'll play it. Kurama ran his hands over his body, over his shoulders and neck, and down to his own waist. He was waiting for that release. Kurama walked back towards the shore, feeling the energy build until it dissipated. Kurama smiled to himself. Well, not as much as an actual sexual encounter... but enough.

Kurama put his clothes back on and went to Shishi. "Well, I'm all ready. Is he back yet?"

Hiei walked up to them, looking suspicious and angry. Kurama decided not to say anything. "Ah, we're all here. Let's get going," Kurama insisted.

They headed down the path. An hour later, they arrived in a town and Kurama was ecstatic. "Quick, to the nearest and shadiest hotel we can find~!"

"Uh... why," Shishi questioned.

"Why do you think~?" Kurama teased him.

Shishi coughed. "I don't have a clue..."

"I'm hungry. Places like that always have people doing naughty secret things between the sheets. And I'll be there, feeding off that sexual energy like a plant drawing in the sunlight," Kurama winked. "Now let's HURRY."

They found a hotel. Shishi paused. "I think I'll stay in a hotel of a bit more... respectable... company."

"See you, then, but you'll miss out on all the fun," Kurama teased him, running a playful finger over his lips.

Shishi coughed. "Excuse me..." he left and Kurama went inside, renting a room with two beds, as close to the center of the hotel 'as he could possibly be'. They ended up being next to two of the loudest people Hiei had ever heard. Hiei couldn't believe there was even a reason for two people to be that loud during sex.

Kurama breathed in deeply, leaning against the wall, eagerly. "Ah~ do you hear that? It's lovely, isn't it? Two people doing what people were made to do, born to do. The most primal and wonderful of all our primitive urges~" Kurama closed his eyes, drawing off the sexual energy and pleasure of the people next door. "So desperate and eager to be with each other, to approach climax, to not get caught... Clearly they are doing this behind the backs of wives and husbands. If I only had my powers back, I would stroll in without a second thought and join them there..."

Hiei felt sexually awkward. Kurama seemed so delighted and pleased... "Kurama."

"Yes?" Kurama asked, out of breath.

"I was thinking. If you wan-"

"I'm so glad we decided not to do this anymore," Kurama murmured, warmly.

"Do what?"

"Well, you told me you were not willing to be with me, so that means my world has opened up completely. If you wanted me to leave you alone, I could have done that ages ago. You'll stay my slave, but I won't lay a finger on you... and still set you free once you've helped me. In exchange, I get to find other slaves."

Hiei's mouth twitched. "I already said that-"

"If you won't have me, there's no sense in not letting anyone else have me either," Kurama said, haughtily. "Do you understand?"

"... I absolutely understand. So we're done."

"Completely," Kurama agreed, laying his head against the wall again. "Mm, they sound so good~... Oh, there's one... and... two." A shudder passed through his whole body. "Alright. I need to go find a new slave. Mm! Hey, wanna help me pick one out?"

"No," Hiei said, bitterly.

"You're so mean. Come on," Kurama insisted.

They left the hotel and Kurama and Hiei bumped into Shishi again, walking through the town. "Well, here you are again," Shishi smiled at them. "Did you find what you were looking for?"

"Did I ever," Kurama said, breathlessly. "Did you see any attractive young men? I'm in the market for a new sex slave."

Shishi glanced at Hiei, who was fixing him with a murderous death glare. "Umm... no. I didn't see anything. Sorry."

"Oh him," Kurama breathed, biting his lip. "Him. There. Look." he pointed.

"... Hmm... really? Somehow I didn't imagine him as your... type..." Shishi paused.

"Excuse me while I make a move on him," Kurama moved past them and toward the young man. "Excuse me," Kurama purred, putting his hands on the man's arm, looking up at him through his long lashes, green eyes looking hungry. "I'm sorry to be so bold but... you're so strong... you look like you could help me. I'm having a bit of... well. I'm having some demon problems," he confided in a low voice. "Could you help me?"

"Oh definitely," the man grinned. "Hell, I've never refused a beautiful young lady like yourself help before."

Kurama paused. He sensed - rather than saw - Hiei's smirk. Kurama debated on whether or not to tell him before deciding to break it to him gently. "Oh I'm not a lady. I'm a man," Kurama fixed those green eyes on the figure's.

"Oh, well, then, if you're a man, you can deal with your own demon problems!" he scoffed, pushing Kurama's hands off his arm. "Man."

"If you'll pardon my asking... who might you be?" Shishi asked. "By your wear, I can tell no ordinary human."

"Of course not. I'm a demon slayer," he grinned wickedly. "My name's Yusuke Urameshi, but they call me ."

"What a coincidence, my people used to call me that too~" Kurama said, in a teasing voice. "We have a lot in common."

"Really, you slay demons too?" Yusuke asked, eagerly.

Shishi laughed, nervously. "Ah, that's not... exactly... what he... you know what, never mind. I wouldn't worry about him, he's a little... weird. Um, yes, I've heard of Yusuke the demon slayer... I have to ask. Do you know a lot about demons, particularly?"

"Know a lot about demons? I don't know anything!"

Shishi sighed. "Of course..."

"I just fight 'em, I don't study 'em."

"Of course. Who wants to put all that effort into it," Kurama leaned his body against Yusuke's, playfully. "What brings a big, powerful demon slayer like yourself to a backwater hole like this..." his tone was teasing and sensual.

Yusuke made a face, seemingly unsure of how he felt in regards to the redhead's advances. "... Revenge. What else." He glanced at Hiei, absorbing the full brunt of the dark-haired demon's eye rage.

"Oh really..." a finger traced a slow path up Yusuke's arm. "On who."

"An incubus named Karasu."

Kurama took a step back, at full attention now. "Oh really... what do you know about him?"

"What causes you to seek the incubus Karasu?" Shishi frowned.

"My family and I were fighting demons and gaining notoriety when one day he came and stole my entire family, including my wife."

"HOW BIG IS HIS COVEN?" Kurama screamed to himself out of rage.

"... It seems you know a little bit about him too," Yusuke remarked. "I've heard his coven numbers in the hundreds... I find him disgusting. I'm going to kill him for what he may be doing to my wife..."

"I'm disgusted by him... I also want to see him dead," Kurama answered.

"Oh really? You're disgusted by him too?" Yusuke grinned. "Maybe you're not so bad after all, kid."

"I... think you two are disgusted for different reasons..." Shishi spoke up, awkwardly.

"It sickens me to see him forcing unwilling people into his sexual collection like works of art he can fuck," Yusuke scowled. "He has no right to force people into his sexual deviousness... my wife was screaming for me when he carried her off. I will get her back."

"No... we are in agreement. It's disgusting that he's forcing unwilling humans and demons alike to have sex with him against their will, just to get enjoyment out of seeing their misery. An incubus like that, he would not work to make his coven happy." Kurama's mouth twitched. "The true purpose of an incubus is to not only facilitate the growth of love and sex among its members but to promote their happiness through an embracement of the most base of desires at the core of any living thing. All living things live to have sex and have children and be happy. A good incubus will encourage the health and happiness of his coven members in exchange for their sexual energy. It is a mutual partnership, not what the demon Karasu makes it. He makes a bad face on it for all incubus, or succubus alike."

"Well, that was a lot of fancy words. But let me see if I get what you're saying. You're saying that not all incubuses are bad?" Yusuke frowned. "The purpose of them is to... I don't get it."

"The purpose of incubii," Kurama said, gently. "Is to encourage the happiness of their people. A big part of it is letting them know that sex is okay. Sex is a basic, normal, function of people. People as of lately anymore try to shame other people, embarrass them, degrade them, make them think sex is some kind of secret, shameful thing. It's not. It's normal, and it's great. Sex is a really," Kurama sighed. "Really good thing. Incubii try to encourage the happiness of their members. Despite forming strong sexual attachments to each member, to the point where they literally become a part of your very living soul, the incubii's job is to encourage them to find love in a place where the feeling can actually be reciprocated, and that is not in the incubii's arms. The incubii's job is to have the same wild, uncontrollable, unbearable love for each and every person who has entered their arms, and yet push those objects of their love to find happiness all around them. It's not uncommon for an incubii to seek out a mate for a coven member because they seem particularly lonely. That is being an incubii, feeling this overwhelming love for everyone they're with, but not being able to pick favorites or love one more than the others, but instead encourage them to find love elsewhere."

There was silence among the team.

"So, hold on," Yusuke's mouth pursed. "Are you a demon?"

"No, of course not. I just... once, I was in an incubii's harem and..." Kurama was embarrassed to be caught red-handed. "Well, he was killed by Karasu and I made it away. But the other members of the coven, they've been taken." Kurama was proud of his lie.

Yusuke seemed to think a moment. "Well. I'm sorry for your loss."

"And I'm sorry for yours. The majority of what we lost between us can be returned..." Kurama said, his voice ringing hollow. "And once it's returned, we will all be better for it, and what was past will be gone, and our future will be secured."

Kurama unbearably recalled his coven, and clutched his hand over his chest. "Would you join us in our attempt to kill Karasu?"

"Hell I'd gladly help out," Yusuke nodded.

"We're leaving here tomorrow at 2pm," Kurama went on, ignoring the hurt in his chest. "Meet us here. And thank you."

"No problem." Yusuke grinned. "Thank you guys."

Kurama turned around. "I'm going back to the hotel." With a heavy heart and footsteps, Kurama made it back to their room, sitting down on the bed, his fist clutching his heart. The pain was unbearable. His lost coven. His poor, lost coven members, scared and maybe missing him, maybe not... Kurama missed them. Things were so comfortable at home. All around him, people loving and laughing and happy, and sometimes when things weren't perfect, they would come to him and he would soothe their scared minds and restless bodies.

And it was so easy, to touch them, to kiss them and hold them, take them to bed and heap countless pleasures on them until they couldn't take anymore, and their happiness was my own. Karasu will pay, pay deeply for this. He will regret taking my lovers from me. And if he's laid one finger on them, touched one of them inappropriately, or anything, I will rip him apart and scatter his parts across the country...

Kurama looked up from where he was sulking in the corner of the room, the far corner where the bed was. He could see Hiei staring at him. Kurama looked away. Hiei would only make fun of him anyway. "Yes? What is it?"

"Was all that true?"

"Mm... every encounter, to an incubus, is a feeling akin to true love. Losing all my lovers made me forget that. I turned selfish and rude but it's true all the same." he sighed, looking up at the ceiling.

"So then it would be a waste of my time to even feign interest," Hiei said, plainly.

"I imagine so. Incubii, despite being surrounded by love, those that love them and those that they love, they're always alone," Kurama answered. "Your interest in me can always be passed on to the better one. The one that comes after me."

"Mm." Hiei frowned. "I'm not that kind of person."

"I told you once, I don't do exclusivity."

"You must have meant it." Hiei glanced outside. It was getting rapidly dark. "Looks like it's getting late."

Kurama wiped his eyes, embarrassed. "Yes, it is."

Hiei closed the curtains. He walked over to Kurama, cupping the incubus' face in his hands. "Then it's time for people to do what comes natural in a seedy, nasty motel in a shitty off the wall dirt hole of a town."

"You say that like sex is something terrible," Kurama half-smiled. "It's natural for-"

Hiei pulled him close for a kiss, looking into those green eyes, before closing his and slipping his warm tongue inside the incubus' hot mouth. He felt the incubus arching into the kiss, feeling the intense desire from the young redhead. He slipped a hand under the redhead's shirts, sliding a slow hand up the sensitive skin, feeling him shiver under his touch.

"Some expert,"

Kurama pushed him down, climbing on him and straddling him. "You want an expert?" the voice was low and pained somehow. "Thank you."

Hiei tossed his head, looking away. "For what."

Kurama stripped him of his clothes. "I'm going to make you feel better than you ever have," it was a low whisper. "For sacrificing what you want, because you see me in pain. I promise you won't regret this," he lowered his head to Hiei's rock hard abs, running his tongue slowly down the chest to the top of Hiei's pant line.

Hiei stared at him. "Get off."

Kurama flushed white, ashamed. "I-... what. What are you... I'm sorry, did I do something wrong?" He sat up, feeling utterly damaged by Hiei's sudden change in feelings.

"No, you didn't." Hiei undid Kurama's pants, getting a shocked look from the incubus. "I'm taking over. You just lie there and look pretty."

Kurama gasped, surprised but he let out a breathy moan, lying back on the bed, his back arching sharply in pleasure. Kurama was sure that the evening would have many more pleasures in store.

Kurama lay next to Hiei in the bed, panting and sweating. He felt a million times more energized than he had in weeks. Something about the encounter with the demon was wholly refreshing. Kurama's cheeks were red, as he thought deeply about it. He did things to me that no demon or human has ever done. This has to end before I feel like I can't let him go... A plan worked itself out in his head and he smiled, although there was no joy in it. In the next minute, he rolled towards Hiei, wrapping his arms around him. "Mm, that was fun, wasn't it? Did you enjoy yourself?"

Hiei looked up at him, looking curious. "Yes..."

"Good. See, I told you we could have fun together... I knew you'd eventually come around. I told you I'd do anything, wouldn't I?" He kept his tone purposely smug.

Hiei suddenly frowned. "What?"

Kurama ran his fingers over those perfect lips. "I'm a damn good liar, aren't I?... Wanna go again? I could stand to go another round."

Hiei stiffened up, his mouth tensing. He shoved Kurama off of him, putting his clothes back on. "If that's how it is... then I'm out of here."

"Such a pity," his voice was teasing. "I'll have to find a more willing slave. Tricking you is too much work."

Hiei gave him a disgusted look before leaving the hotel. Kurama waited until he was gone to sigh, heavily. An incubus can never love one person more than any other. An incubus can never be exclusive. A demon like that cannot be polygamous, and I cannot be monogamous. We're set up to fail.