Kurama felt the air move; a sudden breeze. And of course, such a draft inside his bedroom had one single explanation - Hiei.

The redhead turned to watch the lithe Youkai who was already stripped to the waist. He leaned on his desk then, resting his chin on his fist, and stared fondly at his pretty Fire Demon. Kurama sucked the top of his pencil a while, dreamingly. So many good things to do and such short time...

"Oh, Hiei, I have lots of homework to do. Can you hold on a bit?"

Hiei offered his most inviting expression, his red eyes gleaming as he blinked, with his sweet small mouth half-open in a mute plead and a sigh.

"Just what I want; to hold on to something..."

Kurama somehow managed to avoid smiling at the youkai's delicious proposition. He had to keep a concentrated mind, and chill off his impulses, or he would never finish his tasks... That affair between him and Hiei was delightful but likely to soon get him into trouble at school. He had three weeks of school tasks and assignements left behind schedule! He had no more stories to come up with in order to justify his uncostumary indolence.

"Please, Hiei, be good... Not now..."

"And what do you want me to do instead?"

"Try a cold shower, it works..." Kurama suggested, in slight mischief, as he recalled all the times that he had to use the same trick in order to be able to get some sleep. There had been many, uncountable years filled with cold showers. It had all started when he was 14 years old, as he first met the Fire Youkai.

.Kurama gulped, and turned back to his books and notepads, not to watch Hiei insisting on it. The spiky-haired demon just smirked, unbuckling and loosening the belts.

"I have something better in mind than a cold shower..." Hiei retorted, with evil sensuality, as he stared the Fox.

"Then you'll have to do it on your own. I'm busy, Youkai!"

It was like talking to the walls. Kurama's sensitive ears could perceive the swishing sound, as Hiei had just slid off his trousers. Kurama bit the pencil and sucked the bitter taste of wood and paint.

"Come here... Got something large for you to suck."

Kurama used all his will and effort not to turn towards Hiei and postpone all the homework once more. But he ought to teach a little good manners to the wild Youkai.

"You gotta be polite and wait till I come, Hiei."

"Isn't what I always do?"

Kurama bit the pencil harder to suppress laughter... Ooh, he had created such a Hentai monster! It seemed there was only one thing in the former virgin youkai's mind now - Sex. Good, he had no complaints... But on the other side, he had a NIngen real life he intented to carry to terms in the best possible ways.

And as he had just decided to ignore Hiei and continue his tasks, he felt a light blow on his head.

He reached for it, picking up the white underpants Hiei had hurled onto him. Kurama took the chance to breathe in deeply; he loved his koibito's scent.

The pretty runt was trying to call attention, hn? Kurama snorted boastfully, imitating Hiei's ways. But the redhead didn't look back at the youkai, managing to keep control.

"It needs washing, Hiei. Toss it in the basket in the bathroom, not at my head, will ya?

Kurama didn't turn to watch, but he could feel the Hiei's You-ki growing intense and and riled.

"How dare you ignore me, Fox?"

"I told you; gotta homework."

Kurama turned at the Youkai, then. Hiei was gorgeous naked. His sex was powerfully erect, and his muscles showed off all their well-build contours, as tension and excitment stretched over his whole body. He was almost changing his mind....

"Go to bed, and wait a bit. I'll be with you soon."

"How soon?"

"Very soon. Just be patient. There are some magazines on the bed side table. Try to read and think on something else, OK?"

"I don't wanna read. It's a bore!"

Kurama was getting out of patience...

"Look at the pictures, then! Please, Hiei! I need to finish this! Can't you understand?

And Kurama gulped again, this time regretful of having raised his voice. He had never spoke in other than the most gentle, most loving tone to his partner... He took a fleeting glimpse towards the window, certain he'd see a naked youkai, carrying a pile of black clothes and a katana, mumbling a curse and leaping out into the night. Instead, Hiei was calmly reclined onto his pillows, fixing up his bandages, unfastening the wrist in slow movements, And Kurama couldn't help noticing; he semmed more aroused than before... His penis was immense, twitching and gleaming with love juices, pointing out, erect and hard as nothing he had seen before...

Kurama bit his upper lip, and hissed air in. He had to let it pass. He had dozens of Kanji to copy and memorize.

He smiled softly, content that Hiei could understand.... He bent on an elbow, propping to the desk again, trying to see where he had been interrupted when...

"Aahhhhh!" Kurama exclaimed, in protest, as a sudden bash hit him, and his right arm was twisted to his back. An armlock! The redhead tried to protest, but his whole body was raised from the chair. He was pushed against the desk, and his other arm forced and held back.

It had been fast. So fast, he could not even follow Hiei's blurred shadow. It had happened in mere three moves, taking less than a second; a twist, a lift, and then a strong hold.

Hiei shifted him, sitting him on the edge of the desk, and forced his thighs apart. His small left hand had clutched both of Kurama's fists, seizing them together with a fierce grip.

"Hiei, I'm gonna be nice to you, but let me finish my homework..." Kurama pleaded, using his sweetest smile to try to convince the youkai to release him. But Hiei just shushed the fox, with a glare.

The Dragon tattooed on Hiei's arm was showing in between some loosened bandage stripes, and his right hand was totally unfolded. Hiei lifted his arm to his mouth, then used his fangs to tear and pull the fabric, ripping a long band off,

He held the cloth tape right in front of Kurama's startled eyes, bouncing his clenched wrist in a grinned menace.

"I'm gonna tie you up, Fox, and fuck you. You can study after I have my way with you."

Kurama smiled softly.. So Hiei wanted to pick up a fight? Good; he would love to accept the challenge... His eyes sparkled, as he started to summon his energy, causing thorn vines to come forth from his hair, very slowly...

"Don't call on your plants, or I'll scream!"

Kurama sniggered at the youkai's words.

"I won't mind your screaming, koibito..."Kurama uttered, his anger and resolution growing. He could almost feel his ki rising, as he was on the verge of calling on the Youko... "In fact, I'm gonna enjoy your screaming very much...."

"And your Ningen mother? Call on your plants and I'll scream enough to bring all neighborhood around! And they will witness what nice, polite Shuuichi Minamino does in his vacant hours..."

Kurama trembled. He didn't know Hiei could come up with such a nasty, and yet smart threat...

"Imagine your mother finding out you rape 10 year old frail and innocent orphans like me..."

"You're not a frail 10 year old kid!"

"No, but I can act and look like one.. Wanna push your luck?"

The readhead giggled slightly, trying to imagine Hiei screaming, pretending to be a feeble, weak Ningen, as he said he would do. That was going to be a good play... He could save some minutes and let Hiei have his way, with all pleasure...

"Are you gonna force me?"

"Hn... I'm gonna show you who's in charge here."

"Oh... I just can't wait..."

Hiei chewed his lower lip to conceal a smile, feigning anger, as he held and tied Kurama's wrists together at his back. He binded them firmly with the bandage stripe, pulling the turns and knots so tightly that red marks started showing on the fox's pale skin.

"Don't leave me bruised, Hiei. Kaasan is going to notice...."

"Quiet! Not a word, or I'll scream!"

Kurama smiled, watching Hiei's naked body inclined over his, almost touching as he binded his wrists. If he behaved well and nice, there would be enough time left for his tasks. It would be such an exciting and new sport he just could not refuse taking part...

The redhead's lips reached the youkai's cheek, and he kissed the warm skin, lightly, as excitement rushed within his whole body.

"What are you gonna do to me, youkai?" Kurama asked fondly, in an inviting whisper.

"Something I know you like. Now, shut up!"

Kurama shivered, when the youkai's lips slid down his neck. Hiei had let the tip of his fang slide, scratching down, as his tongue bathed his skin with the warm, glossy saliva. And as Hiei reached Kurama's shirt, he clang his fangs to it, tearing, pulling it off, with teeth and hands, making out long, loud ripping sounds...

"Hiei, my kasaan is gonna ask what happened to..."

"Silence!"

Kurama obbeyed. Annoying a horny fire demon could turn into a hazardous experience... He just watched compassively, as the bits and threads of his shirt were stripped and tossed to the floor.

He withered slightly as Hiei took hold of his trousers waistband, pulling it, and ripping it open, rather than unzipping it.

Kurama gasped as he felt the nimble fingers intruding past his underwear, touching the silky-haired crotch with light, almost casual strokes.

Kurama was shaken, and held, pushed and bounced as Hiei pulled his trousers off, with fierce thrusts. The ripping left long downward red marks all along Kurama's fair tighs, as his jeans and underwear were forced down and off.

Hiei observed the pinkish socks the fox wore; now the only garment piece left on him.

"You can keep them; they look nice on you. "

"How kind of you, Hiei. I don't really..."

But Kurama was cut, his breath held back, when the youkai kissed his mouth, savagely smothering his words and inspiration. Kurama's fingers fidgeted within the knots, as he tried to break free. He shook his head, trying to release himself from the crushing and aching kiss, but the youkai held his chin, and his teeth smashed Kurama's lip. And pushing harder into the scentuous mouth, Hiei made his fangs scratch the fox's tongue.

It was delicious.... Kurama shivered when a light stroke reached his groin. It felt like velvet, like kid gloves sliding up and down, to one side and the other, and also massaging in slow circles, caressing his balls.

He looked down, as Hiei broke the feverish kiss... Sitting on the desk made his hips to be at level with Hiei's crotch.. Hiei was pressing his testicles gently onto his own ones, rocking his hips in a slow swaying dance, so the sensitive, soft skin, and the firm balls would be snuggly fondled as he moved. It was almost a liquid motion, as the skin was pushed and stretched, and the testicles tensed, on the brink of pain, and then released, lightly fondled as the rocking bouncing would start again...

.Kurama gasped, and watched his own penis growing hard at the marvelous stimulation, his incoming hardness leaning on Hiei's swollen, long prick.

"Anh... Hiei..."Kurama sighed out, as he felt his erection reach its peak, his sex full and throbbing. He moved his hips, favoring a better position, loving the feel of having Hiei's penis rubbing his, both held out and up, as crossed swords matched in a standstill.

Kurama felt his hands trembling, his arms so tense he had forgotten the hurting the ties caused him. All he wanted was to have his hands free to touch and fondle his koibito's stunning erection.

"Hiei, let me loose... please..."

"No. You're on strings now. Pity I don't have a fox collar around..."

Kurama moaned, a long, low sound filled with pleasure, as he felt his penis caressed all along. Hiei's hands folded it, pumping lightly, making it harder. He was held, and Hiei's own shaft was held right onto it, as his palms encircled both erections, starting manipulating them back and forward, together.

Hiei pumped, the narrow tunnel in between his two palms cupped together, holding the two shafts of hardened heat, and the moistened skin, the warm juices, the scent...

Kurama's lips were half open, dry with excitment. His throat becoming constricted with a sudden, insurmountable thirst. He needed that damp flesh in his mouth. He yearned to drink from it.

Hiei's face was covered with a series of small bites, wet kisses, warm blows of air and innarticulate moanings, as Kurama leaned his head on the youkai's shoulder. Kurama started to pant, faster, as Hiei's hands worked his aroused sex, touching the tip, pumping very tightly, thrusting back and forth, his palms enveloping their hard members with enticing strenght.

He tried to fight the kots, pulling until his wrists hurted badly, when he noticed Hiei's drawing his smirking face towards his chest, parting his cute pink lips open, inclining over his nipple.

He breathed very deep and chewed his lips, holding air, or he would be the one to scream...

The tongue was slid all over, and then up the tip of his nipple, pressed against the hard nib, And when his skin was warmed and damp Hiei sucked at it, with such a hunger that caused Kurama to wince a bit in a small unexepected pain, under such fierce drawn.

He moaned his lover's name lightly, as his whole body quivered.

"Hiei .. I can't hold..."

Hiei lifted his ruby eyes towards Kurama pleading face for a second. They gazed at each other then. Kurama was stricken by the climaxing enrapture, and Hiei kept a tense, almost aching expression in his child-like face. It was as if his small, trembling body were too fragile, too young, to manage such intense, overwhelming pleasure.

Hiei groaned, as if in pain... And Kurama's delicate voice uttered a despaired cry; To let it go, to let it come, to let it forth...

The pressure on his low abdomen reached a peak... it was torture, it was insanity... The thursts increased, and he felt Hiei's bony fingers pressing more, and his own penis invaded by a convulsive inner stream of heat and pleasure, His hard body jerked and amidst the warm fluids, he felt Hiei's bulge taken by a long spasm, as they both came together...

Kurama gasped heavily, his whole body trembling, but eyes open to watch Hiei's biting lips, shut eyes, and involuntary tremor, as his hands were filled with their seed.

The fox was stirred, his whole body weak, his senses lost in a unspeakable delight. He wanted a time to breathe, and he tried to cuddle to Hiei, leaning his face to rest on the cosy angle between his neck and shoulder. but the Youkai elbowed him backwards.

"Lie your back to the table, and spread apart. I'm not finished."

And Hiei did'nt even give any time for Kurama to do it, hustling him backwards, pinning him to the surface with his own body.

The Redhead jerked uncomfortably. His wrists were hurting, compressed under his own weight. He quivered in pleasure as Hiei's hands started caressing his thights and in between them, spreading the warm, creamy semen all over his skin, and massaging his tense muscles for a while.

Kurama siged in air, deeply in love with the sensuous scent that filled the air, observing in an orgasmic daze the moistened shine on his skin.

He moaned, in stirred antecipation, watching Hiei lift his legs. The youkai made him rest his ankles on either side of his shoulders, placing himself in between the Fox's thighs. He was hard once more, as a true hot fire demon should. Kurama breathed in as the damp tip of the penis was placed right on his lower-body orifice. He leaned his face on the hard wood of the desk, when he felt a scratchy, rumpled sound, and some loud thumps, as Hiei tossed all his notebooks, sheets and books to the floor.

"I am your homework, Fox... Have you forgotten it?"

Kurama giggled... Oh.. If he knew what Hiei would turn into he would never have seducted the Fire Youkai...

Hiei held him down, resting his chest on his, heavily, his hips in between his thighs, pinning him down defenseless.

"Yes... You're my most important daily assignement, Hiei..."

"Hn. Seems you learned your lesson well."

Kurama gasped as the hard body was pushed into his anus., his whole self tensing in a long tremor, as his spaces were filled in with the youkai's warm, taut organ. Innarticulate sounds came forth from his lips, as he moaned in pace with the deep, avid thrursts. He felt his own penis growing hard again, growing rigid against Hiei's belly, being caressed as the youkai rocked back and forth within his deliciously distended hole. His belly was taken by spasms, his nipples were so hard and erect that hurted him, and when Hiei kissed the most sensitive spot on his neck, sucking at it very hardly, he wailed his despairing pleasure out, in a gasp.

He came again, his cream jolting violently in between his sex and Hiei's belly, warm and glossy, sliding all over the skin, mingling with sweat and filling the air with the most luxuriant scent there could ever be.

He blinked, breathing in deeply, facing Hiei's tense expression... The Youkai smiled slightly as his eyes met the green ones, and with a last stroke, froze a short while, as his swollen sex delved into a last, abrupt push inside. The hard shaft twitched, and trembled, and the seed was tossed forth, in a full, warm flood.

Both breathed in, at the same time, equally exhausted.

".Danmed youkai... "

Hiei smiled softly at the insult, still bearing a faint trace of evil in the way his lips curved over the pricky fang. He slid off Kurama, and gently pushed him forth, sitting him, and reaching out to untie his wrists. He held his lover's hands, and massaged them and the arms, summoning a bit of his own ki to revigorate the constricted muscles.

"Yeah, maybe I was a bit too harsh but you deserved it." Hiei uttered, calmly, while rubbing circulation back to the slender hands. The nails had even turned blue... And there were scratches and red spots marking the ties. "Have you learned who's the boss around here?"

Kurama leaned his head on the youkai's shoulder, smilingly, with very mischievous eyes.

"Yes... I'm quite aware about who's on top here."

"Good. You seducted me, fox. I had no idea, no need of sex before you harassed me. It's your fault, and your problem. Ya'Gotta live with it."

Kurama giggled, and winked.

"Koibito..."

"Hn..."

And in a sudden instant, a snap, a batch of foliage came forth around Hiei, blooming from Kurama's hair. A sucession of large, broad leaves smacked Hiei's mouth, folding one over the other, in succession, gagging him immediately. Vines encircled him. The youkai was trapped, tied, his eyes widened in surprise, as he tried to move, binded by the plant's stalk.

"Now it's my shift, youkai. Why don't you try to scream now?"

The plants rose higher as commanded, growing farther, extending, and the stems carried the packed up, dumbfounded youkai to bed.

Hiei winced, twitched, stirred, but the vines were too tight. He mumbled low, suffocated sounds beneath the gagging leaves, and his eyes were wide with fright and anger.

By the way, was it impression or Hiei was getting aroused again? The Fire Demon really seemed to enjoy that kind of play.

Kurama faced Hiei with a slant smile. It had been good... And it was much better to have the little fire demon constrained like that, at his disposal. The plant would hold him still and mute till morning.

Kurama smirked, thinking that in the morning he should proceed at demonstrating Hiei who really was the top gun around.

For now, he still had a lot of homework to do.

But at least his disposition was much better...

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