Kurama was the first to awaken the following day, completely in a daze. He blinked his eyes a few times, trying to rid himself of the drowsy feeling, and stared at the ceiling for a long while, not thinking much at all. It wasn't until he tried to move again that the thoughts started rushing back to him. His body ached and groaned in protest as he attempted to stretch, and he was thankful that the lithe body that was tangled with his was keeping him from moving. He looked down upon his lover in his peaceful slumber. He smiled fondly to himself, remembering all the adventures they had had in the past that led them to this moment. Eventually, his wandering mind brought the memories from the previous night to his full attention, and the more he remembered, the redder his face became. As his thoughts pranced through the recently made delightful memories, Kurama looked at his surroundings soberly for the first time.
He noticed their naked bodies, covered and sticky with bodily fluids, the sheets wrapped tightly around them, now feeling a bit uncomfortable. He saw his and Hiei's clothes thrown haphazardly around the room and noticed the flung clothes had knocked a few things over. Although, most of all, he noticed himself. He couldn't remember the last time he had felt this grimy. He lifted a hand to his head and found that he couldn't run a hand through the tangled mess he called his hair. As he shifted to try and sit up, he noticed the dry semen in between his thighs and on his torso and also felt it in many other places, making his face turn another shade of red. 'I really need to bathe!' Kurama thought urgently as he tried to gently free himself from the firm grip Hiei had on him. But the harder he tried to get up, still as gently as possible, the harder it was for him to free himself. It wasn't until he realized that Hiei was awake that he ceased his efforts.
"Hiei, please release me so I may cleanse myself," Kurama asked him patiently. Silence. Hiei didn't even bat an eyelash. "Hiei?" Kurama asked curiously. Hiei shifted slightly in response, but only to gather his fox closer to him, with no intention of letting him go anywhere. Kurama sighed, thinking of a way to coax Hiei into releasing him. After a short while, he came up with a solution. "Would you prefer if we bathed together, Hiei?" Kurama offered. Hiei didn't respond; he just laid there as if weighing his options. After a few moments, he leaned on his arms and moved closer to Kurama, lightly pressing his lips in a gentle kiss. He then stood up and stretched, completely unashamed of his state of undress.
Kurama stared at him, taking in as much as he could. Hiei's perfectly sculpted calves and thighs lead up to a magnificent ass that he could have described as a work of art. His gaze swept up higher to Hiei's perfectly sculpted torso and chest, taking in each dip and curve of the muscles that brought him so much excitement. He took his gaze higher still, pausing at Hiei's pale throat, noticing a strong pulse that aroused him for no apparent reason but not as much as the supple lips that had kissed him everywhere the night before. He finally reached those intense red eyes. Eyes that he could swear had the capability of seeing to the farthest reaches of his very soul. Eyes staring intently at him at that moment, an immodest smile forming on his lips. Kurama suddenly realized that he had been staring. He groaned to himself in embarrassment as he felt his face turn multiple shades of red. 'How long was I staring at him? How mortifying!' He berated himself.
Hiei continued to stare at his fox, unmoving, obviously pleased with himself and the reaction he had elicited from Kurama. He extended his hand, motioning for Kurama to stand next to him. Kurama took the offered hand, still obviously embarrassed, and looked at Hiei with a flustered expression. Hiei smiled at him, loving this look on his fox. "Lead the way." Hiei offered, giving Kurama a distraction from his current embarrassment. As Hiei followed Kurama into the bathroom, he took the opportunity to do the same as Kurama had done with him. He stared at all that he had claimed for his own the night before, grinning to himself. He was pleased that Kurama had been too mortified to notice his similar state of undress and thankful for the view of the God-like structure that was leading the way.
After they both entered the small restroom, Hiei shut the door firmly behind them, locking it as Kurama went to the standing shower to regulate the water temperature. After a few moments, Kurama was satisfied with the results and stepped in, motioning for Hiei to follow him. Hiei wondered why he hadn't already shoved him into the confined space. Thinking better of it, Hiei decided not to act on his lustful impulse just yet. He sensed that Kurama needed time to relax, so he just stood back, watching his fox under the flow of the water. As soon as Kurama stepped underneath the warm water, he felt a burning sensation on his shoulders, hands, torso, and lower extremities. He rubbed his shoulders gently, trying to figure out what had caused the stinging sensation. He noticed a few indentations on his skin, and as he turned to look, he noticed they looked similar to bite marks. He looked down at his hand and noticed similar marks. He quickly gathered that he had bitten his own hands last night, perhaps in futile attempts to muffle his moans, although he had no recollection of it. He realized that the ones everywhere else were from Hiei, although he had no recollection of being bitten either. He assumed that the raw sensation from his groin was from the friction of last night's encounter.
He suddenly became very conscious of Hiei and noticed that Hiei had been staring at him while he examined himself. Trying as hard as he could to keep any embarrassment from surfacing, he extended a hand towards Hiei, and once their fingers were entwined, he pulled Hiei under the warm running water, holding him closely and burying his face into Hiei's soft, wet hair. Hiei was a bit taken aback by Kurama's show of affection, but he loved it nonetheless. He rubbed his cheek onto Kurama's warm, wet chest, loving the smoothness of his skin and the way the water made it slick. He wrapped his arms tightly around Kurama's waist, holding him close, realizing with amazement that he never wanted to let his fox go ever again.
'How could I have ever let him go in the first place?' Hiei wondered, feeling as the sting of regret settled in his chest.
They stood there under the warm running water for a while, neither wanting to let go. It wasn't until the water started to run cold that Kurama moved away from the embrace, a smile sprouting on his lips due to Hiei's groan of protest. Kurama turned away from Hiei and fiddled with the knobs, trying to re-warm the water to a comfortable temperature. Reaching for the shampoo bottle, Kurama squeezed some into his palm, massaging it into his hair and working up a good lather. Hiei watched as Kurama went through the motions of washing and rinsing his hair and felt the urge for Kurama to do the same for him.
Thankfully, he didn't have to ask when Kurama reached for the bottle a second time, silently asking Hiei if he'd allow it. Hiei nodded and closed his eyes, feeling Kurama's nimble fingers work the shampoo through his hair. They had never done anything like this before, and it felt strangely more intimate in a different way. He felt Kurama steer him in the direction of the water, rinsing the shampoo away and gently wiping his face when he finished. They repeated the process with the conditioner before moving on to the body wash.
They stood silently in front of each other, taking turns cleaning and exploring each other's bodies. There seemed to be tension in the air between them, but this time, it was intense and passionate affection instead of lust. They were both marveling at the feelings they were experiencing, coming to fully realize how deeply they cared for each other. While they had touched each other before, it was always hurried and rushed, wanting to make the most of their meetings. Here, there was no need to rush. They knew they had all the time in the world and wanted to spend every second of it together.
Kurama turned and moved his hair, giving Hiei access to his back. Hiei smirked when he saw the scratches there, feeling that he had similar ones all over him as well. Hiei began to rub Kurama's back, massaging away whatever tension he held. Kurama leaned into the touch, completely at ease, when he felt nimble hands start to wander over his backside with a purpose.
"Hiei? What are you doing?" Kurama asked curiously. The only answer he received was Hiei wrapping his arms around his waist and reaching down to grip his still flaccid member. As soon as Kurama felt Hiei grip him firmly but gently and felt Hiei's own erection rapidly growing behind him, he felt himself become hard with new-found needs. Kurama felt himself being pushed into the wall, Hiei's hand greedily roaming all over his body, taking in all the curves and crevices that were there for him to explore while the other teased his growing member even more. Hiei's roaming hand finally settled on Kurama's ass, gripping it tightly, loving the feel of its soft firmness.
"Finally." He muttered to himself, remembering all the times he had taken glances and had wanted to do exactly as he was doing now but losing count all the same. His finger pried in between and found its way inside, sliding in and out of Kurama in a slow, tantalizing movement. Then he inserted another and another, continuing the slow rhythm. He looked up at his soaking-wet fox. His eyes were closed; his face a mask of pleasure, his mouth slightly agape, and his breathing had turned heavy. Hiei grinned, feeling himself grow larger still. So much so that his own member wedged itself between Kurama's legs and was able to rub himself between them. Hiei noticed that if he pushed far enough, he could rub himself against Kurama's erection, so he repositioned his hand to grip both Kurama and himself at once. It was a bit of an awkward position, but Hiei managed to find a good grip, grasping the base of Kurama's throbbing member and the tip of his own.
With a practiced hand, he rubbed them together gently at first, then more vigorously, watching the arousal on his fox's face grow. There was a seductively red tint on his cheeks now, his lips red from biting them. He held Kurama closer to him, still using both hands to please them both, bringing them closer to their peak. Some sweet, seductive moments later, they both climaxed, Kurama finding ecstasy right before his lover.
Kurama felt his knees grow weak as he tried to grip onto the slick wall for support. Finding none, he started to let himself slide to the floor, marveling at the wondrous pleasure. But before he reached the ground, he found himself being lifted by the underside of his knees, his long legs being spread wide open as Hiei settled Kurama right above his still throbbing girth. "We're not done yet, fox," Hiei growled seductively as he lowered Kurama slowly as if he weighed nothing.
The water didn't help in the least as Hiei attempted to enter the haven he sought. The friction created by the water made Kurama groan in pain, still raw from last night's events. Hiei grimaced at the sound and pressed on a bit more quickly, trying to end Kurama's displeasure as soon as possible. After what seemed like ages to Kurama, Hiei had finally entered him completely. The friction had made his sensitive skin burn, but the filling sensation was slowly overcoming the discomfort. "…are you alright?" Hiei asked cautiously, worried about any damage he might have inflicted. Kurama turned his head to look at him and smiled, nodding.
As soon as Kurama's well-being was confirmed, Hiei pressed him against the wall once again, still lifting him in his arms. He started at a slow pace, not wanting to hurt him further, as he created lubrication. He looked up at Kurama's face, noticing the flushed and frustrated look. He wanted more. Hiei grinned, satisfied with what he saw, and sped up, ramming into him with as much force as he could muster. He heard Kurama cry out in need, and suddenly, it wasn't enough. He needed more. They both did. Hiei stopped thrusting and pulled Kurama away from the wall and against his chest, using his strong arms to bounce Kurama up and down faster than he ever could have gone with his hips.
Kurama screamed in pleasure, throwing his head back as he did. He laid his head on Hiei's shoulder, reaching behind him to wrap his arms around Hiei's head, holding him as close as he could. He turned his head, starting to nibble on Hiei's earlobes, but the gesture only fueled Hiei's lust, and he felt himself being bounced faster. Another wave of pleasure washed upon him, and he cried out in a fever of need directly into Hiei's ear. Again, it felt like Kurama was shredding his sense of control, and Hiei bounced him more harshly, wanting more, both getting closer to another climax. Soon after, they both did, Hiei finishing first, this time, Kurama following closely behind him. But they couldn't find the will to stop. They both wanted more, everything the other could give.
Hiei started to thrust with his hips again, wanting to feel every inch of Kurama in every possible way. Kurama was as close to thrashing about as much as he could in his current position. The pleasure was so intense that he didn't know what to do with himself. His hands had wandered around from Hiei's head down to his waist and lower still. He soon found what he was desperately searching for and wiggled his fingers eagerly inside of his lover. Hiei grunted at the intrusion, finding it unexpected but not unpleasant. Hearing no protest, Kurama inserted another finger, wiggling them around inside, wanting to please his lover at least a fraction of how much pleasure he was feeling at the moment.
The sound of the doorbell, accompanied by knocking, brought Kurama out of his erratic daze like a bucket of ice-cold water was poured on him. It sounded as if whoever was at the door was going to be persistent. Hiei also took notice after he realized that his fox was preoccupied with something other than him. He held Kurama closer, thrusting himself as deep as he could go in an attempt to reclaim Kurama's full attention. "Leave it." He growled over Kurama's spirited moans.
"I can't, Hiei," Kurama grunted between moans. "It could be important."
Hiei grumbled as he realized that he would not have his fox's full attention until this matter was resolved. He set Kurama down and shoved him onto his knees, never stopping his thrusts. He gripped Kurama's slender waist with one hand while the other went around to please him in other ways. He was determined to make them both cum again before he let his fox go. Much to his pleasing dismay, it wasn't long before they both climaxed again, Hiei toppling on top of Kurama as they both breathed heavily under the now-cold water. After a few moments, Hiei stood, allowing Kurama to get up to figure out what the commotion outside was.
Kurama hurriedly grabbed a towel, quickly dried himself off, and wrapped it around his waist as he moved towards the bathroom door to unlock it. Hiei remained under the now-cold flow of the water, slightly curious about how it could be made warm again, but his attention was mostly focused on the interaction that was about to transpire between Kurama and the unfortunate person who dared interrupt them. He heard Kurama reach the door and unlock it, the insistent knocking and dinging stopping at long last. There was a soft, audible gasp from the other party. Hiei realized that Kurama had just gone out there in nothing but a towel, stubborn water droplets clinging seductively to his very arousing body. The lucky bastard was probably getting a good eyeful.
'Take a good look. He's mine,' Hiei thought arrogantly, a grin on his face as he remembered all the marks he had left.
"Mio..?" Kurama muttered as he stared at the unexpected visitor.
Hiei's grin fell as soon as her name escaped Kurama's lips.