#30: Stay-S&M, Hiei/Kurama
Kurama had been at work too much. Hiei stood at the window, arms crossed over his firm chest with a smirk on his lips; his fox was already an hour and a half late, no doubt due to overtime...again. It was about time his mate took a much needed vacation...
"Hiei?" The fire demon just cocked his head, slowly showing the thick strip of leather he held below his waist; it was a familiar piece, one that Kurama had felt more than once. It left highly interesting bruises...the thought made his skin flush.
"Strip," Hiei nodded slightly, adjusting the bed to his liking. Watching Kurama take his formal attire off was a privilege only Hiei had seen in the fox's human life; he saw every hidden scar and bruise, every imperfection that made his lover so ashamed. And every piece of ugly flesh made Hiei's cock stand up like the empire state. When his lover was naked, bent beautifully, elbows sinking into the mattress...Hiei licked his lips, hungry to renew the bruises that were healing too quickly.
"Hiei," Kurama whispered, his voice deepened with the rising youki between them, "Are you trying to tell me something?"
"Yes," Hiei pulled his arm back, "you talk too much..."
When the leather struck his backside, Kurama jerked, gritting his teeth and hissing without pulling away.
"Good fox," the fire demon purred, striking him again. Again. Until his ass bloomed cherry red, bright streaks along his back, and there was no question about who was in control.
"Aah," the yoko moaned, "please stop..."
"You don't want me to stop," smack! "It hurts you too much..."
Kurama was a sobbing mess a long while later, when the welts had begun to bleed and turned to dark bruises. Slowly, he'd raised his hands above his head, locking them behind his neck. And, with a strained voice and heaving chest, cock raised to the heavens...he'd cried out "RED" and declared the session over. For now.
Hiei held him tightly that night.