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Life had been unbearable until Kurama had come to Yusuke with his problem. It had been after Sensui, they had all tried to get back to normal…
Well, normal meant something entirely different for each of them. Sure, he and Kuwabara were supposed to be the semi-normal ones, right? Not demon or merged with a millennial old fox-demon. At least Yusuke’s existence up till this point had been decidedly human.
Before his battle with Sensui-no, the death of Sensui- Yusuke had been the human underdog, the punk with a hard head and some psychic powers. He belonged to the world of the living.
After Sensui, after Yusuke had learned what all the strange markings and the obtrusive possession during their fight had been about, he had felt a constant burning desire to find out more about his ancestor and the Mazoku. The need to know who he was, confront his ancestor and take control back of his mind and body was a daily itch that became an unbearable ache.
And Keiko, how could he be so distant from Keiko? After all they had been through, why didn’t he feel happy? Was it because he hadn’t beat the bad guys, at least, not really? Was it because Sensui and his followers had been human? If Sensui could flip, couldn’t Yusuke as well? Especially now that he knows he’s not completely human?
Yusuke showed up less and less to school, which had never been abnormal, but he would at least make an appearance, if for no one but Keiko. Now he doesn’t even bother with his uniform. Wandering around the city was fun for a little while, but lately Yusuke has noticed an almost primal need to be around nature. Deep forests where no one could find him, bubbling brooks where the sound of the water drowns out his thoughts.
So here he was. Tromping around the forest, quite close to Genkai’s. He had left the trail behind him hours ago. It was late afternoon, not too hot under the canopy of treetops, no one around for miles but the little creatures that populated the forest…and something bigger. Something that smelled good, not like a food smell, more like something that went straight to Yusuke’s brain and made him shiver. It reminded him faintly of someone, but he couldn’t place it.
Yusuke stood still as he felt the strangely familiar youki, it was unsettled, it seemed. Definitely not human. Somehow familiar but not. It was erratic, but non-threatening. And the smell. Musky, that’s what it was, a mixture of musk and sweet sweat, not unlike what he might smell in a fight.
He continued walking, making his way toward the source of the scent, which happened to be near the river. Yusuke saw a shock of red hair bleeding through the branches.
Sitting alongside the river was Kurama, Yusuke knew before he got any closer that it was his friend, but his energy, it was off. Yusuke had never felt it like this, not even when Kurama had been close to death or suffering internally. And there was more, Kurama wasn’t wearing his uniform, he wasn’t wearing a shirt.
It was enough to force Yusuke to mask his own energy and watch cautiously. Inwardly cursing himself, this was his friend! Why was he being so weird? It’s hot, whatever, maybe the guy just wanted to cool down! Get your mind out of the gutter!
Kurama sat on the river bank, his bare feet dipped in the cool water. All around him were large wide leaves and curling vines. The plants didn’t look threatening, Kurama appeared to be doing something with them, Yusuke could hear Kurama picking seeds and depositing them into a mortar, he was making something. Yusuke kept his eyes on Kurama as he circled the edge of the forest, once Kurama’s side profile came into view Yusuke had to stop himself from gasping.
Kurama had his pants unzipped, and whatever he had been making was now coating his dick. What the fuck have I walked into? Why is he doing this kinda’ thing here? Yusuke almost let his energy slip, only quickly pulling it back before Kurama could notice.
Kurama’s eyes were half-lidded, they looked different somehow, darker. His hair looked fuller, a head band held back his usually free bangs. And a hand was steadily pumping his cock in his palm, the mysterious liquid glimmering in the slowly receding sun. Kurama’s face looked frustrated, he had that look that usually meant he was trying to find a way out of a tight situation.
Yusuke stood stock still. His mouth dry and hands sweating, he felt like he was peeking in on the girl’s locker room at school (something he was guilty of doing occasionally back in the day). He couldn’t believe that the youki he felt was Kurama, never had it been so uneven before. Within seconds it would go from tight and strong to something untethered and desperate. The smell, Yusuke figured now, was definitely Kurama himself. The older boy had been out here for quite some time, the sweat pooling down his back plucked a pleasurable note in Yusuke’s body. It smelled like sex.
Yusuke had only been with Keiko a few times, but he knew what sex smelled like. But this smell was more. It was like a beacon. Like a smoke signal trying to communicate with him.
He thought he was going to jump out of his skin when Kurama groaned frustratingly and laid back onto the forest floor in a huff, giving up on his ministrations. The vines around him slithered away, receding back into the forest.
Kurama sighed shakily, Yusuke could feel the fox’s energy stutter only to flare up again in anger. For the first time since he began watching Kurama he felt a pang of guilt. Whatever was going on, Kurama was obviously not okay, Yusuke couldn’t just stand by any longer and watch like some perverted peeping tom.
Would Kurama freak out and be embarrassed? Fuck it, Yusuke wasn’t going to try to imagine the outcome, to hell with caution.
“Hey, Kurama!” Yusuke yelled out right before he came into view. Kurama swiftly pulled up his pants, as if he had been prepared for the possibility of being seen. But his eyes told a different story, surprise, and maybe a little relief.
“Yusuke, what are you doing here?” Kurama asked, his voice was markedly different, higher pitched and uneven.
The spirit detective shrugged as he walked towards the bank, not making eye contact with his friend. “Ya’ know, just hanging out. What are you doing here?”
Kurama’s mouth opened and closed like he was a fish out of water. Then, to Yusuke’s surprise, he began to laugh. Yusuke smiled and awkwardly joined in.
The red head spread his arms open, as if to say ‘whatever the fuck this is’. A nervous smile still planted on his lips. “Enjoying the day, not doing anything out of the ordinary.” As Yusuke got closer he noticed the very obvious bulge inside Kurama’s pants, once he saw it he couldn’t take his eyes off of it. He stopped a few feet from his friend. Refusing to meet his emerald eyes as he felt his breathing get shallow, tentatively, he stopped masking his energy.
Instantly, Kurama’s whole physicality changed. He dug his fingers into the ground, his jaw was set hard, eyes big and pupils blown. He trembled and finally met Yusuke’s gaze.
“Yusuke…you need to leave.” He choked out, he didn’t sound threatening, more foreboding. Yusuke couldn’t stop thinking about his friend’s strange energy, and the scent of him was making his head swim.
“Kurama, are you okay?” Yusuke kept his voice even and gentle, to calm Kurama down he got to his knees, keeping his distance. The fox licked his lips, it sent shockwaves through Yusuke’s body.
“No, I’m not. But it will pass. Please, Yusuke, it is overwhelming having you here right now.” The older boy stared down at the ground, he looked like he was trying to curl in on himself, as if to hide. The motion bothered Yusuke, why would Kurama be so cold? So what if he caught him jerking off? Lots of guys walk in on their buddies, it’s nothing to be ashamed of. So what if Kurama looked really sexy while he was doing it? So what if Yusuke felt his pants tighten?
Holy shit, I’ve got a boner. What the fuck am I gonna’ do? How do I even walk out of here without him noticing? Yusuke thought to wrap his light jacket around his waist, but before he could try he noticed Kurama’s eyes on his crotch.
The fox bit down on his lower lip so hard Yusuke could see his teeth break the skin. Why is he looking at me like that?
“Kurama? You don’t have to…ya’ know…be embarrassed or anything. I mean, this is kinda’ a weird place to do…that. But it’s cool, I won’t tell anyone.” Yusuke shivered. The way Kurama looked at him was similar to how he had seen lions look at the little children at the zoo when they go to close to their enclosure.
Kurama didn’t seem to hear him. He had risen to his knees and was crawling slowly toward Yusuke.
“Normally, I would be in the Makai now. Where I could release my pent up frustrations, alas, the tunnel has been closed. You have caught me at a very…” Kurama was now inches from Yusuke. The spirit detective was bathed in Kurama’s scent, the sweetness of it seeped into his skin and made his pulse quicken. “…very great disadvantage.”
Before Yusuke knew what hit him he was on the ground. He felt Kurama’s hot slickened body against his waist and his pants being assaulted.
“Whoa! What the hell, Kurama!” Yusuke sat up and grabbed Kurama’s wrists, the fox gasped when Yusuke held them tightly above his head and pushed him to the ground. Now Yusuke was straddling his hips, pinning the fox down. He was not expecting the pleasurable moan that came out of the older boy beneath him.
Fuck, he’s making this easy. He’s letting me hold him down- he isn’t putting up a fight! He looks so cute though, wait, fuck what am I thinking? Yusuke shook his head wildly, but even as he tried to erase the thoughts from his mind the scent of the fox was cracking his resolve. His pants were tented at the crotch, and rubbed enticingly against Kurama’s, he couldn’t remember moving his hips against his friends, but he was doing it.
“This…this is crazy, just tell me what I can do, already.” Yusuke gritted through his teeth, the friction between them making his mind hazy, making the words difficult to form. Kurama whimpered, the sound was completely uncharacteristic of the older boy. Yusuke slowly released his wrists, but he couldn’t keep his fingers from sliding down his tanned arms, or stop them from threading through Kurama’s damped hair.
He received no answer from Kurama, but the fox whimpered again when Yusuke subconsciously rutted against his abdomen. That noise, it’s so hot. I’ve never heard him make sounds like this. Yusuke continued moving, his mind wrapped up in the sounds Kurama made. Every synapse of his brain told him to stop, to get off of his friend and try to walk away from this. But every cell in his body screamed to keep going, to take this as far as he could. No, this is for Kurama, right? He needs help…
“Kurama, tell me this is okay.” Yusuke said quietly, his hands had made their way down Kurama’s chest, every time he grazed an old scar Kurama would arch up into his touch.
“This is okay.” Kurama moaned as Yusuke grazed a pert nipple. He had to help him, and if helping him meant touching him, then Yusuke could certainly do that. Besides, the noises Kurama made were evident he was enjoying this more than when he was touching himself earlier. For Yusuke, that was a win.
“Okay…” Yusuke leaned down and smelled the musk of Kurama’s hair, he breathed it in deeply and exhaled shakily. Kurama’s hands shot up to rake his fingers down Yusuke’s sides, his hips meeting Yusuke’s and rubbing relentlessly. Yusuke grabbed a bunch of Kurama’s hair in his clenched fists and pressed it against his face, breathing in the enticing scent.
“What is that smell? Some kinda’ flower…?” The younger boy asked, wanting to drown in the scent.
“No.” Kurama blushed wildly, his eyes averted from Yusuke’s. “It’s me.”
“You? But you’ve never smelled like this before.” Yusuke sighed, he nuzzled his face into Kurama’s neck, eliciting a strangled moan from the fox. And he’s so sensitive, every time I’ve even brushed against him he looks like he’s gonna’ lose his mind. The image of Kurama earlier came to his mind, how desperately he stroked himself, the way the sun shone on his hair.
“I’m in heat, and it’s driving me mad.” Kurama whispered. For the first time since their encounter Yusuke noticed a sadness in his friend’s voice. There was a growing tightness in his chest, making Yusuke want to scoop his friend up and smother him with love bites and kisses.
“Like when Kuwabara’s cats rubbed on Hiei?” Yusuke joked, nipping at Kurama’s throat lightly. He couldn’t understand how he was being so bold with him, it was like some primal call. Never could Yusuke imagine doing this with Kurama, the one person in their team that was steady, safe, untouchable
“Although I resent the comparison to a cat-yes, like that.” Kurama’s finger nails dug into Yusuke’s back.
“Why did you say being around me was unbearable?” Yusuke asked, wanting to hear from his own mouth what he hoped was true.
“You…your energy, it’s different from before. It makes me…” Kurama shivered, biting back a moan. “Like this.”
For a man who always knew what to say, who was good at using big meaningful words, Kurama was woefully inept at explaining this situation to Yusuke. I guess I shouldn’t blame him, I would be in a worse state most likely. He realized he would have to take control of the situation, he had been the one to disrupt Kurama, after all.
Yusuke’s breath hitched in his throat as he looked Kurama dead on. Fuck it. Yusuke’s mouth connected with his, he instantly felt Kurama’s long velvet tongue rub against his. Yusuke expected Kurama to be submissive, after all, Yusuke was helping him. Right?
But Kurama was anything but submissive. Kurama’s hands clasped the back of his neck, tugging deliciously at his hair, body rubbing exquisitely against Yusuke’s. They battled each other’s tongues, Yusuke wanting to win, as usual. Finally they broke apart, gasping for air. Before Yusuke knew what to think the fox had turned the tables, forcing Yusuke down to the forest floor, his legs tucked snugly against Yusuke’s.
“Yusuke, to think you would try to hide something from me…” Kurama smiled deviously, chest flush against the younger boy’s. His long graceful fingers grazed the growing bulge in Yusuke’s pants and the spirit detective was sure he was going to die from embarrassment.
“Uh-that’s nothing, I um-it’s not like I was watching and…you know-jacking off or anything.” Yusuke shut his eyes tight, I can’t look at him, this is too much! He’s gonna’ think I’m a pervert!
“Relax, Yusuke. I knew you were there.” Kurama purred, unzipping Yusuke’s pants and nuzzling the dampened outline of his member.
“You did?” Yusuke laughed nervously. He allowed a hand to pet back Kurama’s bright red hair. The gesture forced Kurama to look up at him, giving him a gentle smile.
“Yes. I was thinking of doing this.” Kurama tucked his fingers inside Yusuke’s underwear and pulled them down in one fluid motion.
The fox’s eyes lit up. Yusuke choked on air.
“Mmmm, exactly as I imagined.” The fox said huskily, he ran his tongue up Yusuke’s length, relishing in the salty taste. He swiped his slick tongue across Yusuke’s dripping head, making the younger of the two stiffen in pleasure.
“Kur-rama, you don’t hafta’…” Yusuke bit back a moan as the fox engulfed his entire cock into his mouth, feeling the back of Kurama’s throat sent him into spasms. It was beyond anything Yusuke had ever felt before, the way Kurama’s mouth wrapped around his cock, sucking deeply and steadily. Yusuke buried his hands in Kurama’s hair, forcing the urge to thrust unforgivingly into the red-head.
“Ah, fuck, Kurama. Is this…okay?” Yusuke asked, feeling genuinely worried. It was a little weird seeing Kurama look so downright lewd beneath him, his neck slick with sweat and mouth curling around his cock. The fox languidly allowed the cock to slide out of his mouth before looking up at Yusuke desperately. His dark eyes enveloping him like a warm blanket.
“You tell me, is it?” Kurama said huskily, he pumped Yusuke in his hand unforgivingly before swirling his tongue around the heated head.
“Ah…no, yes, yes it’s great.” The younger boy couldn’t stop his hips from stuttering forward, occasionally burying Kurama’s nose in his pubic hair. It was obscene, the way Kurama choked on his shaft, the dirty noises from his mouth and thick saliva running down the red-head’s chin. God, if he keeps this up I’m not gonna’ last. Yusuke grit his teeth, trying to control his hips.
Kurama let the cock slip out of his mouth with a loud pop. “Good, I’m glad.” Kurama breathed hotly against Yusuke’s cock, his tongue gliding under the shaft and licking forcefully at the slit of his head.
Fuck, he’s really good at this…has he done this before? Probably… He felt the heat well in his belly, his cock swelled inside Kurama’s throat and he knew he would need more. More of Kurama, more than this.
Before he knew it Kurama had stopped. He rose shakily, hands using Yusuke’s shoulders to balance. He really is out of it… Yusuke mused. The fox’s pupils were blown, and he had this dreamy look.
Kurama began to unbutton Yusuke’s shirt, retaining eye contact the entire time. “Is this okay?” Kurama asked softly. Yusuke could only nod, trying to control himself. He wanted to pounce on Kurama, smother himself in his scent and be inside.
Crap, I can’t think about that or I’m gonna’ freak him out…Yusuke calmed himself in an effort to not rip Kurama’s pants off.
Kurama kissed Yusuke’s bare chest, sighing shakily as he dragged his lips up Yusuke’s neck. He could feel Kurama harden against him and was disappointed when he rolled his hips away. He’s still unsure, is he shy? Even after all I’ve seen? After what he just did to my cock?
Yusuke realized he would have to take the lead if he was going to help Kurama, the guy was just too cautious and wound too tight, too much of a giver that was for sure. He gently distanced Kurama at arm’s length, licking his lips at the confusion on Kurama’s face, the absolute need etched across his whole body.
“Kurama, just relax.” Yusuke said reassuringly, he guided Kurama to the ground, settling himself between the older boy’s legs. Kurama looked so feverish. Yusuke leaned into him and kissed his neck, nipping deliciously against Kurama’s collar bone, eliciting sharp moans from the fox.
Slowly, he rubbed his bare erection against Kurama’s clothed one, again was the want to rip the clothes off of him. The strange liquid that Kurama had been using minutes ago soaked his pants, leaving a wide damp spot where Yusuke could feel the hot wet appendage underneath.
Kurama thrust his hips forward, begging to be touched. Yusuke groaned and felt his fingers dig into Kurama’s hips. Then heard the tear of fabric as he tore the older boy’s pants off of him.
Kurama only gasped as Yusuke continued to tear his pants off, long pink strands of fabric flew off of the red head as Yusuke continued his onslaught.
By the end of if Yusuke was rewarded with a very naked Kurama, heavily panting beneath him.
“Y-Yusuke…” Kurama panted, he pulled Yusuke down on top of him desperately, holding their bodies flush against each other.
He smelled so good. The scent of Kurama was stronger now, thicker and making his cock twitch against Kurama’s thigh. The scent was driving him crazy.
Yusuke raked his finger nails down Kurama’s soft skin, grazing over the scars along his abdomen. He dragged his lips down Kurama’s hard belly, licking the small dip before his red pubic hair. Kurama’s fingers were dug loosely in Yusuke’s hair. Yusuke loved the waves of sharp pain that ran from his scalp down to his spine, it reminded him of the power behind Kurama. That the guy could probably take what he wanted from Yusuke if he let him…
“Yes…” Kurama hissed, he let his body stretch out, hips shaking. Yusuke breathed deeply, the musky scent strong and intoxicating. He reached Kurama’s cock, and was relieved to see he was as turned on as Yusuke was, although, he was a little nervous.
“I’ve never…done this before, lemme’ know if I’m doin’ it wrong, okay?” Yusuke looked up at Kurama for affirmation. His heart jumped to his throat at the sight above him.
Kurama’s red hair, usually so controlled, was slicked back with sweat, his bangs pushed away from his forehead. His emerald eyes were half-lidded, staring down at Yusuke with immeasurable need. His body was on fire, every time Yusuke’s fingers brushed against it the fox bit his lip enough to draw blood. Yusuke had never seen him like this.
He got back to the task at hand. He tested the head of Kurama’s cock against his mouth, finding the taste salty but oddly good, the unknown liquid taste like sugar. He darted his tongue out to run up and down Kurama’s shaft, the little cries and moans coming out of the fox making him feel crazy.
Yusuke opened his mouth to take all of him in, wrapping his mouth around it like he had seen Kurama do to him. He sucked deeply, not wanting to disappoint Kurama. Yusuke continued this until he heard him give an untethered cry.
“There!” Kurama cried, his hips stuttered forward. Yusuke had tested out grasping Kurama by the base of his cock and pumping him in his free hand, it seemed to do the trick. “Yusuke! Please!” Kurama cried, the sound sent a pang of pain through Yusuke’s heart. His friend sounded like he was in pain in yet he looked so happy. Was he not doing enough?
“What do you need, Kurama? Tell me and I’ll do it.” Yusuke whispered, continuing to pump Kurama’s cock in his fist. He could barely believe his words, a few minutes ago Yusuke was watching his friend touch himself behind some trees. Now he’s here, with Kurama basically putty in his hands.
Yusuke leaned over him and licked Kurama’s wet lips, the red head’s tongue flicked out to meet his. I never knew he could be so…dirty. This heat thing must be pretty serious…
As soon as the thought left Yusuke’s mind he knew Kurama heard it. The red head moaned beneath him, body like a volcano, and all Yusuke heard coming from Kurama’s mind was a kind of calming hum.
Suddenly Yusuke felt the heat beneath him snatched away. Then the cold damp forest floor beneath. Kurama straddled Yusuke’s hips. It wasn’t until now that Yusuke realized the two of them had been fighting for dominance since this started. Yusuke’s cock throbbed against the crevice of Kurama’s ass, feeling the hot pulsing ring of his entrance. He must hate not being in control. Yusuke allowed the red head to grind down against his bare cock.
“Kurama…have you done this before?” Yusuke asked, his finger nails making little crescent marks in Kurama’s hips.
The way Kurama smiled at him sent shivers through Yusuke’s body. “Yes, I have…”
He could imagine who Kurama had done this with, but the images of Kurama being like this with someone else made Yusuke feel somewhat jealous. To think that Kurama could be with anyone in such a vulnerable state was so hard for Yusuke to fathom, his friend had always been the one in control of himself, the one who helped. That must have been why Kurama was out here, in such a remote area. The idea of his mother walking in on him would probably destroy the golden boy.
Now Kurama needed help, and Yusuke was eager.
Kurama groaned, giving in to just rubbing desperately against Yusuke’s cock. Then, Kurama did something strange. He leaned down and nuzzled into Yusuke’s neck, licking his skin like it was candy.
“Heh, what do I taste like? Probably gross, huh?” Yusuke blushed, his cock twitched when Kurama bit down forcefully on his neck. The pain shot through Yusuke, but pleasure also went off like lightening throughout his whole body. The older boy above him shivered against him, for a second Yusuke felt the head of his cock press against his tight entrance.
“Kur-rama, ah-wait, be careful!” Yusuke reached out and meant to pull Kurama off of his pulsing cock, but as he squeezed the fox’s ass a positively delicious set of moans and cries came out of him. Yusuke groaned as he kneaded Kurama’s ass.
“I’m not going to break, Yusuke. Please, I-I can’t go on like this.” Kurama’s voice broke, his face buried in Yusuke’s neck. The younger boy felt hot tears dampen his skin.
“Hey, wait, Kurama, look at me won’t ya’?” Yusuke squeezed his friend tightly against him, beckoning him to lift his head.
“No…” Kurama moaned, shaking his head.
“If you won’t look at me I’m not gonna’…ya’ know…put it in.”
Kurama sighed heavily and lifted his head from the safety of Yusuke’s neck. He had tears in his eyes, the poor fox’s frustration was evident. But Yusuke was worried. He was worried that if he just did this, without considering his friend’s feelings, he would never forgive himself. If he hurt Kurama in any way by doing this he could never look at him again for the guilt of it all.
The spirt detective smiled reassuringly and held Kurama’s cheek in his hand. “Listen, I know you need this, but I don’t want to hurt you, I need you to like, ya’ know, communicate?”
Kurama smiled warmly, and for the first time all afternoon he looked like regular Kurama again. “I promise, Yusuke. I will.” He brushed away tears, large emerald eyes hazy.
“Can…can I try?” Yusuke sat up, the position Kurama was in looked slightly uncomfortable. The red head cocked an eyebrow and the blush that peppered his face was undeniably cute, Yusuke thought. He gave a reassuring smile, although Yusuke had no idea what he was really going to do. He breathed deeply and crawled out from under Kurama then guided him to the base of a tree. Kurama faced the tree and braced himself against it with his hands, the position forced his knees to spread wider, giving Yusuke a perfect view.
Yusuke grazed his fingers along Kurama’s back, being careful not to scratch any of the fresher scars from their fight with Sensui. The younger man had an idea suddenly, and tested kissing each sensitive mark across Kurama’s back.
There were soft moans escaping Kurama’s lips, needy but restrained. He let his head fall back and long red hair pooled down his back. Yusuke smiled against his super-heated skin and gingerly brushed his fingers against Kurama’s ass, just barely feeling the heat coming off of his puckered entrance.
Yusuke was not experienced in this area. Keiko was a decidedly vanilla lover and Yusuke had never thought to try to explore this area on her.
“Tell me if I’m doin’ this wrong.” Yusuke murmured, he pressed a finger against Kurama’s entrance and was surprised to find it coated in the same liquid that had been on Kurama’s cock.
“So, what is this stuff, anyway?” Yusuke murmured, swirling his finger around the ring of muscle.
“I-it’s an aphrodisiac, it relaxes the muscles…” Kurama panted, his back arching and bottom straining to meet Yusuke. Yusuke grunted in affirmation and gently pressed his finger pass the first knuckle, being careful not to go to fast or too deep. The relieved sob that came out of Kurama worried Yusuke, but the way the fox ground himself against his finger dispelled his worry.
“So warm…” Yusuke moaned, the thick liquid allowed him to enter another finger and shallowly thrust into Kurama. After a few minutes Yusuke entered a third finger and gently curled the pads of his fingers upward, wondering if men had a similar spot to women’s G-spots. After a little searching Yusuke was rewarded with Kurama bucking with little to no restraint.
“Ah…please, Yusuke I can’t take it any longer!” The red head’s voice broke as uncontrollable moans won out.
“Can you come like this?” Yusuke teased, finding newfound pride in his ability to make Kurama squirm. He reached around to stroke Kurama’s leaking cock, finding it heavy and throbbing, begging to come in his hand.
“Mmmm…no…” Kurama’s hips snapped back, begging for friction in Yusuke’s palm. The younger boy brushed his fingers against Kurama’s spot again, making him cry out and grind so hard against Yusuke that he was flush against his stomach, crushing Yusuke’s fingers inside of him.
“How can I make you come?” Yusuke asked, his voice betraying the playboy exterior he was trying to convey.
“With your cock…please, Yusuke, I need it…” Yusuke regretted teasing the poor fox, he was obviously in need and trusted Yusuke enough to help him. But the way Kurama practically begged for his cock obliterated his mind. Drowned out everything in all three worlds and made Kurama the center. His body rubbing against him, the scent of him filling Yusuke’s nostrils and awakening something. Something deep inside him burst.
The sun was setting and a slight chill ran through Yusuke’s bare body. The sky turned a bright purple with thin streaks of bright pink. Kurama groaned, his eyes screwed shut. “Go ahead…please, Yusuke.” Kurama tried to control his voice but it was higher pitched than earlier, he was trying very hard to hold back.
“Right…” Yusuke brought his mind back, even though his body tingled, the blood pounding through his head making him want to scream. Very carefully, Yusuke hooked a finger inside the older boy, a strangled moan coming from him. Yusuke held his heavy cock in his hands, stroking himself lightly before pressing the head against the tight ring of muscle.
Before Yusuke could move Kurama had slid himself down half of his length. Yusuke groaned at the heat encompassing his cock, reveling in the tightness and clutching Kurama’s soft hips, leaving crescent marks where his nails dug into the taunt flesh.
Energy burst through Yusuke, sending his blood shooting down to his extremities and making his cock pulsate uncontrollably.
Then, he saw Kurama, cramming his head around to look him. His emerald eyes widened, and his mouth hung open and an incredibly predatory look passed over the fox’s face.
“Yusuke, look at your arms.” Kurama said huskily. Yusuke cocked an eyebrow but did as he was commanded.
“What? What the fuck!”
All over his arms were the Mazoku markings, then Yusuke realized his hair had grown down to his legs, tickling his bare back.
“Calm down, Yusuke. It’s normal.” Kurama laughed softly.
“Normal? How is this normal? Is this gonna’ happen every time I…you know…?”
“Hmm, most likely no, I wouldn’t worry about this happening with a human lover.” Kurama’s eyes darkened, his voice hoarse.
“So, like, only with demons will this happen?” Yusuke had stilled all his motions and Kurama looked a little impatient.
“Yes, Yusuke.” Kurama rolled his hips, mouth quivering uncharacteristically. “It appears that more things grow than just your hair.” Yusuke’s cock had grown in size, to his surprise. The tightness of Kurama’s ass had coiled around him, filling the red head to the brim.
“Oh…yeah, is that okay?” Yusuke grabbed the red head’s ass and kneaded softly. Kurama nodded a ghost of a smile at the corner of his lips. It was all the affirmation he needed.
It was surreal seeing Kurama like this. So unhinged and so needy. To think that he was like this at least once a year, vulnerable and begging to be taken, and that he was allowing Yusuke to touch him was inconceivable to the youth. He could have gone to Hiei, most likely had gone to Hiei in the past. But that didn’t matter now, Yusuke was here, with Kurama, touching him in ways he had only dreamed about.
“Are you ready?” Yusuke asked, the blood collecting in his cock was unbearable. Kurama nodded, rolling his hips gently against him, moans shaky. Yusuke tested a light smack of his open palm against Kurama’s nicely shaped ass.
“A-ahhh!” The fox cried in pleasure, whole body shaking and panting heavily.
“Oh, shit, Kurama…” Yusuke moaned. Yusuke grit his teeth and pulled Kurama’s hips backward, forcing the older boy to take his entire length. Yusuke was at his limit, he couldn’t think through the fog of pleasure, couldn’t manage to ask Kurama if he was okay. He could only slowly slide in and out of Kurama’s molten core. The noises coming from the fox egging him on, making his head spin.
He thrust harder, pulling Kurama’s hips against him and reaching around to grasp Kurama’s leaking cock. Yusuke’s touch made Kurama thrust his hips wildly into Yusuke’s palm. He was trying to hold back screams, Yusuke could tell by the way he bit into his arm.
“Kurama…” Yusuke moaned, wanting to say more but settling for grabbing Kurama’s forearms and forcing them back, pinning his chest against the tree as he pumped mercilessly into him. He angled his thrusts to hit Kurama as deeply as he could.
“No…Yusuke, not there…” Kurama gasped out, but Yusuke knew by the way the fox’s body clenched around him that he had found the fox’s special spot. He rubbed the head of his cock against that sweet spot, rocking his hips in a torturing motion. The fox became unhinged, his cries could be heard across the forest most likely. Yusuke didn’t care. He loved the sound of Kurama finally getting the attention he deserves. His mind flickered to earlier, watching Kurama desperately touch himself, the way his cock twitched in his slickened hands, the fox’s mouth set into a little frown as he desperately touched himself. And Kurama knew he had been watching.
“Kurama, turn around.” Yusuke said softly, guiding his friend to twist around, cock still buried inside Kurama. The twisting motion made the fox cry in ecstasy, but eventually Yusuke maneuvered him into the positon he wanted.
Kurama stared up at him, eyes filled with tears of joy and relief, hair splayed out around his head like a fiery halo. It was only now that the word came to Yusuke, captivating. That’s the kind of beauty Kurama was, that kind of beauty that sinks its claws into you and rides you out till you’re drained. Yusuke didn’t know what came over him, he only knew that he needed to touch every inch of Kurama’s body, test the nubile boy’s limits. He rolled his hips lazily, moaning softly as Kurama’s heat engulfed him. Then, he twisted one of Kurama’s pert nipples, turning the fox into a writhing mess beneath him. The head of the older boy’s cock wept pre-cum, his juices sliding in torrents down his shaft. Yusuke had never seen anything like it before.
Kurama’s head was thrown back, his body convulsing as Yusuke pumped his cock in his hand and languidly thrust inside him. Kurama, who would’ve known you could let your guard down like this? That’s what still mind-fucked Yusuke, that Kurama would allow any of this. Yusuke thanked the gods he was.
“Yusuke-I’m so close-please!” Kurama gritted out between his teeth, he was grinding himself against Yusuke. His mouth would form in a silent scream every time Yusuke allowed him to take his entire length. Yusuke felt the pleasure pool in his belly, relishing in the sound of his balls slamming against the fox’s ass, the dirty wet sounds that Kurama’s body made every time Yusuke pumped deeply into Kurama’s heat.
The spirit detective leaned over Kurama and nipped at the fox’s chest, tongue swiping against a nipple as he made his way up the older boy’s chest. Their eyes met, and Yusuke wrapped a hand tightly around Kurama’s throat, enough for him to feel the pressure, but not enough to hurt him. A primal need overtook Yusuke as he pumped relentlessly into the fox, forcing strangled cries from him.
Kurama’s eyes teared up, his face flushed as Yusuke breathed hotly against his lips before capturing the fox’s wet mouth in his. Their tongues fought each other, and Kurama gasped for breath. The fox’s nails dug into Yusuke’s back, bringing them as close as possible to each other. He was close, Yusuke could tell by the way his ass clenched down on him and how the fox’s cock pulsated between them.
Kurama let out a silent scream as he came between them, his seed coating both of their bodies. Yusuke released his hand from Kurama’s throat and kissed him deeply, swallowing up his cry. Moments later Yusuke’s hips snapped forward and he came, buried balls deep inside Kurama. He rocked into the fox, riding out his orgasm as he felt his seed fill Kurama to overflowing. Fuck, fill him up, yes! Yusuke continued to pump into him, leaving sloppy kisses along Kurama’s cheeks, his nose, his forehead, any skin he could reach.
“Yusuke…” Kurama whispered softly, hugging him tightly.
They stayed like that for what felt like hours, Yusuke still deep inside Kurama, the two kissing each other feverishly. Yusuke’s mouth pressed warmly against the mark he had left on Kurama’s neck, lapping at the deep bruise there.
Finally, the cold of the night settled in, and Yusuke begrudgingly slid out of the fox, making his partner groan in disappointment.
“Kurama, can we, like…go somewhere? Genkai’s? I…I dunno’ it’s weird…” Yusuke murmured, nuzzling against Kurama’s chest. He couldn’t bare being separated from his friend now. His body was satiated but his mind was wrought with conflicting emotions. He felt the need to stay close to Kurama, to convince him everything was okay and that he was okay.
Kurama sighed happily and swept back Yusuke’s messy hair, lovingly tucking it behind his ear. “Yes, that sounds like the best plan of action.” He winked and laid a gentle kiss on Yusuke’s raw chapped lips.
The two cleaned up in the river, Yusuke imitating a barnacle as he clung to Kurama’s back. He couldn’t stop his mouth from gently sucking the bruised mark against Kurama’s neck. He felt so needy, probably similar to how Kurama had felt at the beginning of all this, but now the fox appeared to be back to his own collective self-albeit a little drowsy. Still, watching his seed drain out of the fox made his legs weak and made him want to take him all over again.
Yusuke was thankful for Kurama gathering their clothes and helping him into his jeans. The way the fox spent extra time gathering up his now long bushy hair into a low pony tail. Kurama brushed his fingers against Yusuke’s neck, making him lean into his touch.
“Are you alright, Yusuke?” Kurama asked as they walked back to the trail, Yusuke knew they would have to take things easy to get to Genkai’s although they were lucky they weren’t too far away. Racing there would not be an option.
“I’m good, better than good, but I just feel like…like I need to stay with you.” Yusuke blushed, he wasn’t great about talking about feelings, much less now that he was settling into the after-glow of sex. Kurama nodded, taking Yusuke’s hand in his and guiding him down the trail.
“I’m here. I won’t leave you.” Kurama said reassuringly, his thumb rubbing little circles onto Yusuke’s hand.