Kurama's Plant
I sat in the tree, watching Kurama as he fought imaginary enemies with his Rose Whip. His shirt was off and sweat was trickling down his body in glistening lines that I followed with my crimson eyes. He obviously hadn�t sensed my energy yet nor had he heard my heavy breathing that happened every time he moved, which was going on quite a lot.
I felt the all too familiar bulge in my pants that happened anytime I watched Kurama train or whenever he was close to me. I tried to ignore my erection but that damn fox was making it very hard for me.
�Very hard indeed,� a small voice in my head whispered seductively and I shook my head to try and rid myself of that thought. It wasn�t going very well until I noticed Kurama had stopped training and had leaned against the tree I was perched in. I breathed quietly and worked even harder to try and mask my youki signature. Even a small bit of gets exposed and he knows it is me, without even thinking twice.
I began to muse about why he always notices it is me and why he gets this sparkly light in his eye every time I am near.
Could it be...? No that is not possible, I am just a Forbidden Child and a strong Youko like himself wouldn�t want me. I don�t think.
Kurama stands up and it looks like he is about to train. He pulls a small seed out of his hair that, to me, looks like any other seed in his hair. But to him it has its own soul and a different look to it than the rest, or so he says. Sounds a hell of a lot like sentimental bullshit to me.
Kurama tosses the seed to the ground and I sense him send his energy into it to help the plant grow. In seconds it reaches it full size and I catch my self gaping at the plant. It has one central plant and all around are vines that are writhing as if in pain. Kurama grins mischievously and jumps to avoid getting caught by one of these many vines, but in his excitement another vine comes around rips off his pants, leaving him only in his silly Ningen boxers.
He snarls, more like his fox counterpart than ever. He runs around and skillfully dodges every vine that heads his way. His body bends and leaps with dancer-like grace and agility. But there is no music to this dance, it would ruin it. All that is needed for this seductive ballet is Kurama himself and he is here in all his perfection.
He leaps higher than ever before to avoid a low swinging vine but does not notice the other one above it. It snatches him tightly around the waist and I jerk into a standing position, ready to slice that vine to bits if it dares harm my fox.
�Your fox, now is he?� That voice repeats but I am too worried about Kurama to hear it.
I sigh and lean back again, knowing that Kurama would never touch a plant he can�t control. He continues to struggle though and I guess it is a part of the game. The plant�s bloom opens up and he is drawn towards it as it releases a strong pollen that immediately relaxes Kurama and makes his head drop to his chest.
Another vine reaches up and rips off Kurama�s last article of clothing and I gasp at the beauty before me. I then notice that he is almost as hard as I am, main word: almost. I don�t think anyone can be nearly as hard as I am right now. After watching Kurama train and then the game with the plant...
A large vine comes up and pries open Kurama�s mouth, which it instantly fills with another vine. I lick my suddenly dry lips and swallow hard. Two more vines, with what looks like suction cups on the ends, come up and quickly place themselves on Kurama�s nipples, earning a loud gasp and a squirming Kurama. One more vine comes up and at once thrusts into him. Kurama screamed in pain around the vine in his mouth and tried to shove his hips away from the intrusion but more of the plant�s limbs came and held his hips in place.
Moisture began filling his eyes but before the tears could fall he screamed again, this time in pleasure. His prostrate had been hit, hard. I reached between my legs and began rubbing my own swollen member as my pants pooled around my ankles. I imagined it was Kurama doing this to me and I was the one causing those now constant screams and whimpers of pleasure.
I watched as a tube-like vine went between Kurama�s thighs and began sucking on his manhood. This caused Kurama to moan and gasp even more as he was being attacked from every angle. I moaned along with him as I began to rub myself harder and harder every time the plant moved, synchronizing our movements so it was like me doing that to Kurama.
Kurama and I both stilled at the same time, climax washing over us like a wave of sensations. I bit my lip to try and hold back my moan but it did no good. I had serviced myself before but it was nothing like this, nothing like doing it at the same time as Kurama instead of just seeing images of him in my mind.
The plant stretched out the orgasm beyond any Ningen length and then slowly loosened its hold on Kurama. It set the exhausted being down softly on the ground and then folded in on itself until it was a seed once again. I walked over to Kurama after I had wiped off my hands and then spread my black cloak over his naked and sweaty body and took off my scarf.
Kurama�s eyes dragged themselves open and he smiled up at me. I realized that he knew I had been there the whole time. I blushed and then picked his limp form up. I ran swiftly to his home and jumped into his still open window, looking at the small note Kurama had left to tell me where he was.
He had long ago taught me to read something other than my name, telling me it might help me someday and giving me some of that sweet snow. I licked my lips at the thought of Kurama and sweet snow. Those where some of the best nights ever, even if I hadn�t been able to take him then and there.
I was reminded of the bundle in my arms when I heard him moan softly and cuddle up to my chest. I already felt myself begin to get a hard-on at his proximity.
�Will it never end?� I asked no one in particular as I walked to Kurama�s bed and laid him gently on the soft mattress. Only one problem with that, he wouldn�t let go of my waist. The second I laid him down on the bed he pulled me with him and I was stuck spooned against his satiny skin. I swallowed and tried to wiggle free of his embrace but he only tightened his hold on me.
Before long he would feel the result of his unconscious actions pressing into his thigh. Kurama rolled over slightly and my cloak fell off of his body, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination. I gasped and gave up trying not to wake him. I wiggled and shoved until I was finally free of his grasp. I was breathing heavily by that time, both from the exertion and Little Hiei that was ready to screw Kurama like there was no tomorrow.
Fucking fox, why did he have to look so damned good even in a human body? Which god did I anger this time?
I sighed and Kurama�s eyes flickered over me, lingering slightly at my crotch. He didn�t even seem to notice that he was totally naked in front of a very excited Koorime Fire Demon. But I noticed...I definitely noticed.
Kurama smiled at me and there was an unrecognizable glint in his emerald eyes. Or maybe it was recognizable but I had only seen it once in my life before before it had been replaced by hatred. Then realization set in.
Love? How can someone love me?
I was trembling by now and Kurama stood up, slightly wobbly from earlier that night, and walked over to me. He held me close in his arms and made soft sounds in my ear.
�Shhhh... Its alright Hiei. I won�t ever leave you like you were left before,�
Him saying this brought back many memories which flooded my brain in an endless wave of terror, fear and pain.
Kurama bent over even more to whisper softly in my ear, his breath causing me to shiver.
�Ai shiteru, Hiei. Forever and always,�
I heard a soft clink as a small black gem fell to the floor, I reached over and picked it up, turning it over in my palm and rubbing my other fist over my eye. I felt the soft wet trail the gem had left and I looked at the dampness it left on my skin.
I grabbed Kurama�s hand and placed the black gem inside, squeezing his fist together around it and kissing the closed fingers. I wrapped myself around his waist and leaned into the chest, listening to his soft heartbeat suddenly speed up as he wrapped his arms around my back, probably still gawking over the rare gem in his hand.
He pulled me slowly to the bed and took off my clothes in fluid movements only a thief could perfect like he had. He smiled at me and showed me the gem in his open palm. He pulled out a rose and broke off one of the thorns, cutting into his palm with it and drawing blood. His youki suddenly rose out of the cut and before it could heal he placed the stone inside his skin, letting his youki wrap around it.
The wound healed, leaving only a small dark spot under his skin where my tear was. That too soon disappeared as his youki took it in and it became a part of him, forever and always, just as he had said.
�Ai Shiteru...� he whispered again.
I gave him one of my smiles that was almost as rare as the tear gem beneath his skin now and sighed happily.
�Same here,� I whispered into his chest.
Kurama lifted my chin and kissed me softly on the lips. He then began to rub my back and continued to go down, until he was rubbing the back of my thigh.
For the rest of the night he proceeded to show me how much he did love me. Maybe Love is possible for a Forbidden Child after all.
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