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THE SIGHT UNSEEN - Chapter 23: "Worrying Gives You Wrinkles"

SUMMARY: Yamato Rei pays the bills by telling fake fortunes to unwitting suckers... or so she thinks. Turns out half her customers are demons and her lying ass has been predicting the future with uncanny accuracy for years. On account of her growing reputation, Rei just landed on the radar of the same demon who murdered her aunt, and her only hope of survival is a mirror haunted by the ghost of an ancient warrior queen, her burgeoning psychic powers, and a certain Spirit Detective and his friends. Specifically the pretty one with red hair who seems to see right through her... Kurama is as mysterious as he is beautiful, and when Rei must stay at Genkai’s temple for protection on the eve of Yusuke and Keiko’s wedding, she finds herself growing closer and closer to the one man who’s sworn to keep everyone at arm’s length. But both Kurama and Rei hide behind high walls of their own creation, and it’ll take more than their eventual friends-with-benefits arrangement to see those walls come crumbling down — provided the demons hunting Rei don’t tear her limb from limb, first.

TAGS & CONTENT WARNINGS

PAIRINGS: Kurama/OC, Yusuke/Keiko

RATING: E(xplicit) (MDNI, 18+)

WORD COUNT: 10k for chapter 23

GENRE: Supernatural Romance

FANDOM: Yu Yu Hakusho

TAGS: Opposite of a slow burn, friends with benefits, mutual pining until it explodes, mystery, being stalked by demons, fortune telling, supernatural powers, inheritance, hair loss (main character has alopecia and is mostly bald), insecurity, family trauma, found family, new friends, weddings,

WARNINGS: Rated E for chapter 23 and some canon-typical violence throughout

CHAPTER 23: "Worrying Gives You Wrinkles" - Excerpt

Kurama had interrupted Rei in the midst of her nighttime routine. She wore a silk robe and a cloth wrap around her head, feet bare until she donned a pair of indoor slippers. He stood uncertainly just inside the door as she passed him and stepped into the hall.

“Forgot something in the bathroom,” she murmured. “Be right back.”

“All right,” Kurama said.

And so he waited for her, alone, in the Japanese-style room. It bore no decoration (few of the sleeping rooms in Genkai’s shrine did), but Rei had nevertheless made her mark on the space, as she made her mark on every room she entered. Wigs sat on foam heads in the corner; a futon rested on the floor; a suitcase with clothes sat neatly folded; a dress bag draped lazily over a chair; an old vanity with mirror and bench Genkai must had pulled from some dusty storage shed sat silent against the wall. The vanity table bore an array of bottles and cosmetics sparkling in the light of a small lamp, glow warm and imitate in the quiet room.

Kurama wandered to the vanity. Fingertips skimmed a jar of cream, a tube of lipstick, and a bottle of dark green glass. The last was a facial oil made with rare plants, or so the label claimed. Kurama’s nose told him it was telling the truth. When he lifted the stopper and breathed deep, he inhaled a concentrated breath of the botanicals he’d been smelling all night. His pulse quickened. Sandalwood and ylang-ylang, camellia and sweet almonds, herbs and oils, spicy and sweet — like her. Like Rei. Soft and natural, complex and…

The door creaked open. He set the bottle down and turned away, watching from the corner of his eye as Rei slipped out of her shoes and went to the vanity. Like a pair of dancers they circled one another until she sat down on the bench.

Their eyes met in the mirror. She smiled. Kurama swallowed, gaze darting to her hands as they glided over her cosmetics. One of her acrylic nails tipped a bottle, musical chime bright in the stillness.

“Give me a minute, would you?” she said.

The request implied she was leaving him waiting for something as she completed her skincare routine. Even through the warm haze in his head, Kurama could guess her implication. She had welcomed him into her room easily enough. That meant she was receptive to him, didn’t it? That meant she wanted this too, didn’t she?

Did he, for that matter?

His body felt warmer than usual, a sweet ache gathering in his chest, a breath held and not released, savored inside instead. Kurama watched Rei in silence, noting her elegant hands and long throat. She smoothed oil over her skin, soaking it in the scent of rare plants. He wondered what that oil might taste like — what her skin would taste like once he laved away the oil with his tongue. How she’d feel warm beneath his lips as he kissed her throat, trailing his mouth along —

“Seeing them together got into your head, I suspect,” said Rei.

Kurama came back to himself with a jolt. Rei regarded him frankly in the mirror as she worked lotion into her soft hands. It smelled nutty and sweet — pistachio, perhaps. Unexpected. Delicious.

“Yusuke and Keiko, I mean,” she was saying. “I’m right, aren’t I?”

Kurama swallowed thickly. “How did you know?”

“Because they got into mine.” Her lips curled into a small, sly smile. “Hence why you’re not still standing in the hallway where I found you.”

Kurama’s breathing hitched. Rei went back to her routine, her acrylic nails tapping musically against crystal and glass. It was an admission, he realized — an admission that she wanted the same thing he did. He relaxed, unexpected tension draining from his shoulders. They were on the same page. They wanted the same thing. That certainly made it less awkward…but wait. Why would it be awkward if they weren’t? How could they possibly be on different pages of this book? Kurama wasn’t sure. His head was pleasantly foggy, chest sweetly aching. There was nothing awkward here. Only calm, peaceful, languid acceptance and —

Rei’s robe parted over her chest, exposing the length of her golden collarbone. A spike of heat lanced through Kurama’s groin. He’d seen her out of her wig before, but she’d kept the details of her routine locked in the hotel bathroom. Watching her fuss over her skin, clad in just a robe…should he be here, witnessing such an intimate routine? Watching her certainly was pleasurable. The dart of her delicate hands, the curve of her throat, the swatch of chest peeking from the gap in her robe…he couldn’t think of anyone else he’d wish to see in this context. The other women at the temple weren’t anything like Rei. Botan was not his type, to put it mildly. Keiko had Yusuke. Genkai was too — well, Genkai. And the men, they were nonstarters. Shishiwakmaru too vain, Chu too drunk, the others in relationships he did not wish to interrupt. That simply left Rei.

Was he only here with her due to process of elimination, in that case?

Rei’s sleeve slipped down her arm to pool in her elbow, exposed wrist smooth and supple in the room’s dim light. His groin tightened further at the sight. No. Her mere wrist lit a fire in him. He’d be here if he had a hundred other options — and the realization was jarring, slicing through the haze in his head like lightning through the summer sky.

But it was true. Even comparing her to the club they’d visited the night before, even taking into account the gorgeous dancers at the burlesque show, Rei had shined the brightest of them all. He remembered well standing on the edge of the dance floor with a drink, watching her weave through the crowd. She’d danced alone, but she didn’t look lonely. Her smile had lit her face from within, and when their eyes met through the throng of dancers, she’d smiled. She’d come to him and dragged him onto the floor with a laugh, soft voice rising even over the crowd.

“Let loose, Red. Live a little,” she’d told him. “I promise it won’t hurt.”

Prescient words. But she was wrong. It could hurt. This could hurt him, her, both of them —

Wait.

What was he thinking about?

Rei was watching him in the mirror. Dark eyes gleamed like liquid onyx beneath a thick fringe of lash. She hadn’t removed her brows or lashes yet, but all of her other makeup had disappeared. Luminous skin alone, soft and smooth and glowing, remained behind.

“We should talk about this,” Rei said, “before…”

Kurama sat beside her on the bench before the vanity, but in reverse, his back to the mirror and the sight of his own reflection. He was hyperaware of the way legs their lay along each other’s, his hip by her knee and vice versa, the heat of her thigh soaking through her thin robe and into his warm skin. Her breathing hitched when he drew close. Palpable tension, sweet anticipation — they invaded his senses alongside the taste of jasmine, fogging everything, his groin tight, chest so sweetly aching. Rei watched him closely. He watched her right back. For what felt like an age, they beheld one another in silence.

Then Kurama touched her. He traced the tips of his fingers down her arm, over her wrist, across her own fingertips. Then back up to her neck, her collarbone — slowly peeling back the edge of her robe, exposing centimeters more of that smooth, clean skin.

“Talk to me,” Rei whispered.

“I don’t want to talk,” Kurama said.

As you might imagine, the rest of this chapter is very much 18+.

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dabilove27 · 2 years

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Paring: Kurama/Yoko x Fem!Reader

Rating: Explicit (MDNI)

Word Count: 4.1K

Warnings: Jealous Kurama, Yoko portrayed as an inner voice at times, cheating, hints at sex with Yomi, semi-public sex? (they have sex at a hot spring but no one else is around), pet names (love, baby), unprotected sex (please let me know if I have missed anything!)

Summary: You had thought your lover from centuries ago was gone for good. Until he showed up and saw you in the arms of another man.

a/n: hello! this is my submission for Kurama Appreciation week, hosted by @yyh-revival I hope y'all enjoy! Thank you endlessly to my friends and beta's @lady-lunaaa and @gixxie I love y'all so much!

The shock and anguish that flows through Kurama when seeing you is overwhelming. He can't gather himself quickly enough as the feelings overcome every fiber of his being like a tsunami. But another emotion is simmering just beneath the surface as he watches you lace your delicate hand around the outstretched forearm in front of you. Rage. The unbridled rage takes him back to his younger days when he acted before thought.

He should have known, should have been prepared for something like this. It’s not like you could just disappear when he made his escape to the Spirit World. But he can’t take his eyes off of you. You look stunning, a pale blue dress clinging perfectly to every curve as it runs down your body like a waterfall and gracefully touches the floor. You will always be the most beautiful woman he has ever seen.

No other woman ever caught his eye the way you did. That mischievous look that forever glints in your gaze, matching his own, is what pulled him in so long ago. And he can't forget you, not even after centuries apart. You always resurface for him no matter how hard he tries to just be Suichi. No one compares to you and no one ever will.

But he knows this is wrong. What's happening right here causes every part of Kurama to go back to that age old rage. The centuries-old being inside him screaming to get out, climbing up his throat to get to you and rip apart the man standing next to you. He watches as if time is moving in slow motion as you let out a melodic giggle and lean your head against the other male’s bicep.

A male that was once his right-hand man, one he had to punish when he took a step out of line, the one who had called him here knowing very well what you shared with Yoko so long ago. The rage flares again at the thought, what a snake. Someone he used to trust with his life has stolen one of his most important treasures. He knows that he couldn't have expected you to wait around for him to return, but he never thought this would be the outcome.

He can't tear his eyes from the two of you, gracefully making your way down the stone stairway. And even though Yomi can't see you, the beaming smile on his face tells Kurama everything he needs to know. His throat feels dry, and every clever word he imagines spitting to this king of Gandara washes away.

Kurama isn’t accustomed to this feeling. A feeling of loss, a sense of defeat. He doesn't think he ever told you, but he loved you–hell still loves you. And seeing you only lights up that feeling inside of him more. If he has any idea why he was called here, he wouldn’t hesitate to fly up those stairs to you. Remind you of his lips without even a second thought of what his previous cohort thought.

But he can’t risk that, can’t risk getting slaughtered in front of you. He can’t put it past the goat demon to rub this in his face, especially after he became blind. Kurama knows he himself can’t forgive after something like that either.

His eyes keep falling over you, watching each and every movement of your lithe body as you descend the stairs with Yomi. He can't even bring himself to look at Yomi though. He can't tear away his gaze from you, it’s like everything else is a blur. But he knows he needs to for the sake of this meeting with Yomi. He can't just stare at you the entire time, you make his mind fuzzy. Not that Yomi would actually be able to see him, but he's sure that somehow he would be aware.

But something in him aches and longs to be near you. To just hear your voice. To feel the soft touch of your skin against his again. It's been so long the demon inside of him can barely contain himself. Kurama sucks it up, though. Ripping his gaze away from you to look at his old partner, it’s painful to pull away from a goddess to look at the person who makes him want to destroy this entire kingdom.

Time only increases Yomi's height and muscular build, filling him out from a scrawny young adult into a full grown male. It makes Kurama feel small at that moment, standing there in his human form. He doesn’t belong in the Demon World anymore; it’s an alien world to him now. But you're here, beautiful and ravishing, taking every ounce of space in his brain. But you’re also with Yomi, and well taken care of by the looks of it.

If Kurama could think rationally, he would tell himself that Yomi is a good man for you, the best partner he could’ve picked. Sometimes hot-headed and quick to react but a good partner. It makes him rethink all the time the three of you spent together. Was there ever a spark between the two of you that he missed? Or is this purely after he went missing? He's not sure he wants to know the answer. Because if the two of you did have something back then it might shatter him whole.

But he doesn’t have much longer to dwell on his thoughts as Yomi greets him, his voice booming. "Welcome, old friend!" Yomi outstretches the arm you aren't holding on to in the form of a greeting. "Things have changed since we last saw each other." The message is clear as day even though there are so many unsaid words.

Kurama's green eyes flash to your face, unable to keep himself away from you for too long. The smile you wore earlier is more demure now; he can see how tense you are, holding yourself as you watch what unfolds. He can't blame you; in their heyday Yomi and he were brutal, and it wouldn't be surprising for the two of them to fight. The thought sends a satisfying feeling to the demon lurking inside, thoughts of ripping Yomi in two.

"Hello, Yomi," Kurama's response is short as he bides his words like playing an intricate game of chess. One wrong move could destroy the whole game.

"I can hear your heart racing, Kurama; I'm not here to demand penance for what happened so long ago. But let's go inside and discuss the reason I called you," Yomi beckons his guest as he turns with you to enter his castle. Before you turn, you lock eyes with Kurama, and he swears his heart stops at the slight glance. This was going to be trouble.

Yomi asks you to wait in the meeting room while he shows Kurama something "vital." And so you do. It's easier not to be near Kurama, honestly. Even though he looks nothing like the infamous Yoko, you can feel the energy pacing back and forth inside him. Like a caged animal ready to pounce as soon as the door opens. You're unsure if he's angry or what emotion is seeping from him. But whatever it is, it's intense and fills the air with heaviness when he's around.

This time alone also allows you to calm yourself. Over the many years of being with Yomi, you've learned how to relax your body so that he can't pick up on those cues when you're anxious, scared, or angry. You're incredibly thankful for that today because when you saw Kurama, the feeling of the world crumbling beneath you hit you. It’s been centuries since you last saw him.

When he ran away forever. Well, forever until now. You were heartbroken when he left without as much as a kiss. But over your years, you understand that he did it for his own safety.

Selfish? Yes, but you can't deny you wouldn't have done the same. The Demon World is a dog-eat-dog universe, and even though you'd like to believe what you and Kurama share is deep and special, everyone still looks out for themselves.

That eventually morphs into how you and Yomi became an item. He came to you not too long after being blinded. At the time, neither of you knew Kurama was the one who ordered the hit. You think back to that time and truthfully, both of you were hurting and reeling from being abandoned by Kurama. And those feelings brought the two of you together.

You’re the one who nursed Yomi back to health. Helping him learn to explore the world without sight. It seems inevitable that the two of you would end up together. Everything the two of you did was intimate, and you constantly touched and were his guide for a long while until he could sense things outside of sight. But the touches remained even after he gained his bearings and could navigate the world like he always had. Soft caresses on his toned bicep, running your hands through his long obsidian hair, and finally, more intimate touches that lead to heated kisses that brought the two of you to his bedroom.

He explores your body like no other person, taking each moment to trace every dip and curve of you. While it isn’t nearly as passionate as love-making with Yoko, it’s sensual and deep, and lust eventually turned into feelings. Yomi brings his most vulnerable side to you over and over as time goes on. But what really struck you was his confession about how he always admired you.

You suppose you were too caught up on Yoko to see any lingering glances Yomi had thrown your way at that time. But it makes your heart flutter. Especially when he admitted he wished he could have seen all of you before losing his sight. That tenderness he gave only to you made you stay by his side. But guiltily, you always thought about Yoko. Wondered if he was still alive, missing him, and wished he was still here.

Not that Yomi isn’t good to you. In fact, he’s terrific all around, cares for you, provides for you, and promises you a seat next to him as he rises to be the king of his territory. Is it possible to love two simultaneously even when one of them might be dead? You aren’t sure, but you know that deep down, the feelings for Yoko remain. Heavy and haunting like an unwanted spirit.

But as centuries continue to pass, you come to the conclusion that Kurama was never coming back. And so you go on with your life as Yomi rises to power. Enjoying his triumphs during the day and spending heated nights together. But you don’t know all the secrets Yomi has looming including his plan to have Kurama return to the Demon World.

Especially after finding out who ordered the hit on him, it fills Yomi with rage and only pushes him to show Kurama everything he’s lost, including you. Yomi wants to ensure Kurma feels every single bit of pain possible, and you’re such a big part of that plan. He can't lie; he has always loved you in some sense or another. Working so close with Yoko allowed him to spend so much time with you.

He loves how you can quip back and forth with him so quickly. You’re beautiful to him in every sense of the word. Yomi is thankful he was able to see so much of your beauty before being blinded. He knows he made rash decisions when he was younger but also knew better than to pursue another demon's woman. So instead of fighting it out with Yoko he watches and pines over you for centuries, wondering what life would be like if you were his. And then, after Yoko flitted off to Spirit World, the two of you continued to grow closer and he took his chance.

He can’t say that you were always enamored with him like he was with you, but he saw how you grew to love him. You always support him as he rises to the top. But as insightful as Yomi is, he missed the lingering feelings entirely that you still carried for Yoko.

After Kurama endured the discovery of the demon he had hired to kill Yomi, was living in this vast estate's basement and saw that demon's death, he was more than a bit shaken up. Yomi instantly picks up on his discomfort and the racing of his heart. But what’s more unnerving than that scene are his final words as the two walked out of the dungeon.

"You'll do your best to remember she's no longer yours. Touch her, and you die," Yomi's statement is stone cold and sends a low growl deep inside Kurama from the demon aching to be free.

Kurama is worried less about Yomi and more about Yoko at that point. Kurama knows he can withstand a fight against Yomi, but he’s struggling to control the force inside of him, trying to rip its way out. He recognizes it's wise of him to stay clear of you because that might only fuel the power swirling inside of him. He can feel the rage and disagreement of the ancient demon as he makes his choice to steer clear of you.

As much as he longs for your touch, the human part of him wants to return home to his mother and doesn't want to think of the outcome if he ends up dying here. He knows that would rip his mother to shreds. But fate is a cruel mistress, and she’s about to use temptation as her tool to make Kurama her plaything.

It’s his third day in the kingdom of Gandara when fate finally plays its hand. Kurama tries to learn your schedule so he can stay away from you as much as possible. But he didn't account for changes; the ordinarily cool and calculated fox utterly overlooks that maybe you don’t follow the same schedule every day.

It’s late in the evening, stars and moon twinkle in the sky. Most of the city is fast asleep as he approaches the hot springs in the back of the estate. He likes the privacy and the quiet to think after being in meetings all day about the upcoming reunion with Yusuke. And because he goes so late, he’s able to be alone. But tonight is different as the blood-red moon shines above the hot springs, the sound of trickling water reaching his ears.

As Kurama approaches the springs, he’s shocked for a second by another presence in his typically deserted, quiet place. What surprises him even more, though, is who’s there. The moonlight is the only thing guiding his eyesight to you. He'd recognize you in the darkest light, but you look ethereal in light of the moon cascading off your skin, the warm water surrounding your body still from the lack of movement.

You’re absolutely stunning to him. He knows that if he was just a mere human, this would be when his breath would catch in his throat at the sight of you. You’re leaning your head back against a smooth rock at the far end of the springs, eyes shut. You look so blissful, trapped away in your own oasis.

His emerald eyes travel down your face to your neck and finally rest on your exposed breasts, peaking just above the water. Modesty in the Demon World has a different meaning than in the Human World. Demons don’t really care too much about nudity. But it’s been centuries since Kurama has seen your exposed body like this. His memories are the only thing he had to rely on, and they didn't even compare to the sight before him.

He tries to calm the raging demon within him clawing to get out to taste and feel you. Kurama knows he should turn around this instant, that he can’t control Yoko if he stays. The pull to you is too strong for him to resist. He loses his nerve instantly, though, when your eyes open slowly.

"I thought I heard someone," your voice is soft, like wind chimes on a peaceful day. A smile plays on your lips as the water starts to ripple around you when you move closer to him. You make no move to cover yourself, and Kurama has to battle with Yoko to stop him from letting out his animalistic instincts.

"I can feel him, practically hear him, you know?" Your question doesn’t require a response, but Yoko purrs loudly from inside of Kurama. The ache to touch you, to pull you out of the water and reclaim what's his, is making Kurama dizzy. Even just this interaction can be a death sentence for you both. But he can't ignore the pull, the longing, the need to be with you.

Kurama grips the white towel around his waist as if it will give him more control of the situation. He's stuttering for words in his head, anything that won't damn him further.

"You're going back, right? After everything is done, you don't plan on staying," your voice is quiet as the smile falls from your face.

It's true. Kurama has no intention of being king of the Demon World. He wants to go home and live a normal life for once. Yoko snarls from inside of him at the thought of being away from you. But he nods silently, a confirmation of your earlier question.

You move even closer, right to the edge of the springs, and gaze up at him with the most beautiful expression he's ever seen. He knows if you touch him, he's done. Yoko will come out and take complete control. But he can't bring himself to leave you, to walk away from you. Yoko is practically screaming inside of him to let go.

"Yoko, he–ah, he wants to come out. You call to him," the usually calm and collected fox stumbles over his words as he watches the seductive sway of your body in the water. Saliva pools in his mouth as he watches you move.

"Please let me see him one last time. It's been centuries," you plead with him, eyes calm and seductive, staring straight up into his soul.

And that's what does him in, it snaps the cord Kurama has been holding tightly since he arrived, and with a wave of white smoke, he is no longer in control. As the smoke clears, long silver hair and golden eyes emerge, the towel previously clenched tightly lays on the ground, and Yoko is just as bare as you are.

The moon's light streams onto both of you, illuminating the area. His eyes travel your form with a devilish smile that now matched your own. Leaning down to you, you press your head against his knee, and he kisses your temple softly before nestling his nose in your hair, soaking in every ounce of you after being apart for so long. As his eyes close, he feels excitement bubble up inside him at the prospect of spending one last moment with you.

One of his larger hands finds its way to your smaller one and clutches it. You smile up at him, wanting and knowing this is right even though it is so very wrong. Even without words, the two of you connect so seamlessly.

"Are you sure, my love?" His voice is deep and sends shivers up your exposed skin.

"Yes, I've thought about you every day since our last time together," you shiver in anticipation.

Without any hesitation, Yoko slips into the warm water with you. "Are you enjoying your time here?" you ask quietly as he sits next to you. You find yourself absentmindedly tracing fingers on his defined chest, catching water droplets as they move down his skin.

"It's definitely not been easy," he chuckles as his arms wrap around your waist and he pulls you into his lap. The smile that grows on his face is genuine, just for you. An indication of tenderness gleaming in his golden irises. "But right here with you, this has been the best part so far."

"Yomi hasn't been welcoming, I assume," you tease him as he lets out a low growl.

He silences you by sliding a hand up your neck and pulling you into a kiss. The soft, delicate connection voices more than words can.

What can Yoko say? He misses you endlessly trapped inside of Kurama. Thoughts of you plague him daily. He longs to touch you, gaze at you, and hold you. His love for you never ceases over these years.

The kiss slowly becomes more passionate as his hands roam on your body underneath the surface, teasing you by ghosting over your sensitive areas. Making you unsure whether he should halt out of nervousness of being caught but not wanting him to stop because your body is begging for more.

"Yoko," you murmur against his lips, your tone wavering.

"Shhhhh," he mumbles back. "We don't want to get caught." His teeth tug at your bottom lip before releasing it. Your lips come together once more, his tongue slipping into your mouth as his thumb teases your clit.

"I haven't been able to tell you for so long how beautiful you are," his voice is husky as he whispers the words against your forehead.

Golden eyes stare down at you as he shifts you onto the hard stone surrounding the springs and grabs one of your legs to wrap around his waist. Centuries of waiting, and the two of you can’t hold back any longer. The tip of his cock you worshiped so long ago presses against your damp entrance as he looms over you. He presses quick kisses all over your face and neck as he whispers more endearments. Yoko slowly moves his hips forward and slips his cock into you. Your gasps of pleasure are music to his ears.

He gives you a moment to adjust to him before he continues to rock his hips into you. Yoko wants to take every moment to shower you with the affection he hasn't been able to give to you for far too long before setting a pace. Your soft walls embrace his member and suck him in as his cock strokes against your g-spot. Your gentle moans echo near his silver ears. You couldn't stop from wrapping your other leg around him and pulling him closer to you. Yoko takes this moment to link his hand with yours; as he does, you give his hand a squeeze. With that silent encouragement, he speeds up his pace slightly. As risky as it was, he was keen on filling up the atmosphere with your cries as well as his.

"Yoko," you whine, unable to complete your original thought.

"Hush, love, I'm not going anywhere right now," he groans; a little chuckle escapes his lips as he brings them down to meet yours; he revels in capturing your sighs and whimpers. He removes his hand, holding your leg to find your nipples, gently teasing and squeezing them before trailing his way down to your clit. Gently stroking fast circles around the sensitive bundle of nerves, he feels your walls grip around his cock. "That's it. Do you like that baby?"

Your kisses become lax as you feel that tight coil inside of you. It became tighter with every thrust, every touch, and every kiss that connected the two of you at this moment. Your mind was wrapped in a haze as Yoko sighed quiet praises into your skin. Your orgasm was approaching, and Yoko’s was not far behind.

"Please, I need all of you, Yoko," you whimpered, your voice shaky from the repetitive thrusts.

"Yeah, baby, don't worry," he replies, his breathing growing rough. "I'm going to give it all to you."

You nod as his thrusts quicken, moans spilling from your lips as the coil tightens inside you. Your cunt flutters around him as his cock twitches, and finally, in a symphony of gasps and moans, your climaxes crash into you both. Yoko slows as the two of you come down; he peppers kisses all around you as he lazily grinds his hips, not wanting to separate.

As the two of you come down, breaths intertwine as you calm down before he slides his cock out of you with a soft sigh. He wraps his arms around you before placing another gentle kiss on your temple.

He knows that Kurama will take over again soon, but he doesn’t regret this final moment with you, no matter the costs. This night proves that somehow, maybe in another lifetime, your souls would find each other again.

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sadisticyouko · 3 months

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cant stop thinking about making out on the couch with hiei eventually turning into getting fingered by him. sloppy kisses and heavy groping, he squeezes your ass cheeks in that full on heavy grip way that spreads your cheeks apart. a hand slips under your shirt to squeeze your breast while your tongues dance in each others mouths.

and then you feel it, his thumb rubbing your clothed pussy. you grind into the sensation before he has the decency to rip your leggings off. you break the kiss long enough to get undressed, to look down at your naked empty cunt before his lips come crashing back to yours with a wicked smirk. his finger grazes the little slit your pussy makes, exploring the little bump that is your clit before deciding you’re wet enough to plunge a finger in.

you draw in a ragged breath.

“fuuuuckk….” his voice is low and thick. “this little pussy’s so tight, squeezing my finger like this.” you’re moaning some garbled combination that’s his name and oh god while he pumps that finger in and out of you. “gonna need you to take two before I fuck my cock in…”

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glowingbadger · 7 months

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Hi if the requests are still open could I get Hiei and In Heat? Hiei being the one in heat or maybe even both to mix it up.

Also if you wanted extra ideas, they could both have genuine feeling for each other but Hiei is not sure how to deal with his feelings?

If you don't feel inspired with that idea, do whatever you like, your writing is amazing :)

Thank you in advance for doing these requests, I'm looking forward to what combinations others think of

GUYS I finally had the time to fucking WRITE SOMETHING, goddamn. That said, no clue how good this is because I feel like I've been away for so long lmao. But hey, here's hoping I'll have time for more soon.

Hiei (YYH) x GN! Reader

Kink prompts list #54 (In Heat)

NSFW 18+

"It is true that our mutual friend is not an easy one to read, nor to warm to," Kurama had said with a subdued grin, just as you were about to part ways at the train station that afternoon, "But patience bears all sorts of rewards- and besides..." he paused, as though not certain whether he should continue. You looked at him inquisitively, and his smile broadened, "Oh, I was just thinking that I wouldn't be surprised if you saw him perhaps sooner than you'd expected, that's all. Call it a hunch."

Another point for the fox's near prescient intuition- or perhaps he simply had more intel than you did. That very night, you'd wearily closed the door to your bedroom behind you, only to be confronted by scarlet eyes and a hand on the wall pinning you between it and Hiei himself. You say his name in shock, but he hardly seems to hear you. He's... strange. There's a tension wired through his entire body that has his muscles visibly strained. There's something wild in his eyes- something you've seen behind them when the rage inside of him boiled over and his flames couldn't be contained. Sure enough, his body is warm- so warm, radiating, spreading to you as he speaks.

"I'll only say this once, so listen now," he says before you can get a word out, "I need you. It's... agonizing," he grits his teeth for a moment, "I've kept this at bay for long enough. And now, this... this Heat is..."

"Hiei..." you whisper his name as your mind scrambles and trips over itself to make sense of his words. The word "heat" echoes in your thoughts and thrums through your nerves, and you can hardly believe your own senses. Have your unchecked desires manifested in to some sort of lustful hallucination?

But then, Hiei's fingers drag trembling along your cheek and into your hair, and this unsteady contact tells you that, no, this is very real. His touch is fevered and yet tentative, as though exerting every ounce of his focus to be so gentle with you.

"Tell me. Do you... want this..?"

You're still not certain you understand what's happening. It's all so sudden, so unlike him- but if nothing else, you can at least piece together that Hiei desires you, lusts for you, and in the same way those needs have overtaken him, you feel them surging up within you too quickly to be contained.

The moment he sees you give the slightest hint of a nod, he pulls you with unyielding strength towards your bed. And when he kisses you, it feels like you're igniting.

Your fingers drag into his hair, pulling him to you as though you could possibly be any closer. He utters a rasping groan into your mouth, and before you realize what he's doing, he's grabbed a fistful of your shirt and quite literally torn it apart at the front. You might be irritated by this if you weren't so swept up in his relentless pace. Now with access to more soft and vulnerable skin, he harshly kisses and bites his way down your chest, all the while his hands now tug at your thighs, slotting them around his hips until he can rut his cock against your warmth. You catch your breath, your head tilting back on the pillow. For a moment, he fumbles with the button of your jeans, then instead simply snarls out,

"Off."

You rush to obey, your need for him compelling you. So long- fuck, you've wanted this for so long. Had he known all this time that all it would take was a simple command and you would offer yourself to him completely? He must know now; every touch and bite and fevered kiss has you arching your body against him, gasping his name, clawing your nails down his back.

Once you both have wrestled yourselves free of your clothes, he kneels between your parted legs and, to your surprise, halts for a moment. His burning crimson eyes meet yours, his hands grip tight at the outer swell of your thighs, and you can see the red divots left behind in their wake.

"I'm going to make you my mate." he says, and you can see the way his hardened cock twitches at the very thought. An unfamiliar whimper escapes you, but you nod.

"Yes," you whisper, "Hiei, please-"

"That means you're mine, understand?" he leans over you, one hand still firmly at your thigh and the other pinned against the pillow behind you, "Humans have all sorts of ridiculous mating rituals. Ours are simple. I take you, and I keep you. If you're going to regret it, then-"

"I won't," you're not certain what he sees in the direct stare you offer him. Longing, determination, perhaps desperation. Whatever he sees, it seems to satisfy him. His jaw tightens, he shifts towards you, and you feel the tip of his member pressing between your folds. The head catches at your opening, and you gasp as he begins to push into you. You feel yourself stretching around him, squeezing tight as you receive him, but you force your eyes to meet his all the while. With the first couple of inches, his frame tenses. By the time he's half buried in you, his teeth are bared and he's panting softly. Then, he hilts into you to the base, and immediately begins to buck his hips.

"Fuck-!" You gasp aloud, your nails raking down his hard, muscled arms.

"Mine..." you barely hear him mutter amidst panting moans and the sounds of your bodies meeting in blissful, maddening friction, "My mate..."

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bwabys-scenarios · 5 months

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Kurama NSFW Alphabet

!!REBLOGS APPRECIATED!!

warnings: breeding, reader is called princess/angel, fem!reader, creampie, period sex mention, biting/scratching

A/N: REQUESTS OPEN! I’m reviving the Yu Yu Hakusho fandom, please send in Hiei and Kurama requests 😭🙏❤️

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A = Aftercare (what they're like after sex)

After sex he’s quite tired, and he enjoys some soft cuddling before napping. He likes to bring a snack and drink to the room before you have sex, so if you need something after he can easily get it for you!

He’s also 100% up for a nice warm, relaxing bath afterwards where he gets to wash and caress you!

B= Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner's)

His favorite body part is his hair! He loves when you lovingly run your fingers through it, or when you give it a gentle tug when he’s got you under her. Kurama enjoys taking baths with you and asking you to wash his hair. You’re so tender with him, it just makes the red head fall in love even harder with you.

His favorite part of you is your tummy. He enjoys resting his head on it when he’s tired, or putting his hand over your soft flesh while he fucks into you, saying how he’s going to give you a baby <3

C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)

He prefers staying clean and doesn’t want to get you all messy either, so he ends up cumming inside of you most of the time! Kurama has a bit of breeding kink to, which only adds onto this.

He cums a decent amount, about 3-5 creampies is enough to fill you up perfectly. Though… he likes to stuff you full.

D = Dirty secret (pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)

He has a few…

First, he goes crazy for your scent. He’s a bit ashamed of it, but he’s constantly pulling you in for hugs, just to smell you, especially during breeding season. He can’t get enough, sometimes all it takes is a whiff of you and he’s hard.

Second off, he is VERY interested in period sex. He already goes insane when you ovulate, but so far he hasn’t touch you when you’re on your period. He really wants to ask, he would love to eat you out!

He desperately wants to cover you in hickeys and love bites. He’d love to each you out and suck and bite on the fat of your thighs until they’re completely covered in his love bites…

E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they're doing?)

When he was a demon, Kurama had his fair share of experiences with other demon women. He never had sex with someone he loved, just little flings to satisfy his urges.

As a human, Kurama is technically a virgin, and his human body is a lot more difficult to navigate. He’s surprisingly sensitive, easily aroused and easy to bring to an orgasm.

F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)

Missionary and doggy are the two positions he takes you in the mostly though missionary is the more common one. He only does doggy when he’s desperate/needy and needs to fuck right then and there.

G= Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? are they humorous? etc.)

He’s pretty serious, but sharing a few laughs and smiling is commonplace. Kurama enjoys holding you close to him, talking you through it and giving you kisses, so if a few giggles slip through your slips he won’t mind.

H= Hair (how well groomed are they? does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)

He keeps himself well trimmed, also yes it’s red! It’s very soft, just like his hair.

1= Intimacy (how are they during the moment? the romantic aspect)

He’s very romantic, and enjoys taking his time with you. Kurama is often very busy with helping Yusuke with detective work, so when he’s not doing that, he tries his best to make every love making session sweet and intimate.

It’s the little things, like holding your hand and kissing your forehead while he thrusts into you, whispering soft words of love and adoration in your ear when he leans down close.

J= Jack off (masturbation headcanon)

Kurama found out just how sensitive his human body was the moment he saw you. He’d never had much interest in girls, especially human ones, but felt his cock go hard the second you smiled so sweetly at him.

He had jerked off a few times before after getting morning wood, but this time he found himself imagining your hand slowly pumping his length, not his.

After that, he jerked off regularly, and once you two got together, he didn’t need to as often, because you let him fuck you when he’s horny instead <3

K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)

Overstimulation

Breeding

Period Sex

Lactation

Cockwarming

L = Location (favorite places to do the do)

Depending on the season, he’ll either only have sex with you in the bedroom, or he’ll fuck you anywhere. If he’s in rut… lord help your coochie 🙏💔

M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)

He’s very scent based, so if he gets a good whiff of your smell he becomes very happy/relaxed, but it can also make his dick hard within seconds.

N = No (something they wouldn't do, turn offs)

He will never EVER hurt you during sex, it’s a big no no. And something he wouldn’t like done to him is being choked or slapped. He’s a very gentle and sweet lover, and he wants the same from you!

0 = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)

Oh my god, let’s just say he remembers a thing or two from his demon days. When his face is between your legs you’ll be having a great time.

That is to say, he much prefers eating you out than you sucking him off. Your taste, the way you moan his name and whimper out little pleas for him to keep going makes him go CRAZY.

P= Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual etc.)

Oh he’s usually very slow and sensual. Like I said earlier, he prefers to take his time with you and show you how much he cares about and loves you.

Although if it’s during breeding season, all of that goes out the window and the only thing he’s thinking about is how much cum he can stuff into your pretty pussy before it starts spilling out of you.

Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)

He’s not a big fan of quickies, again, he prefers to take his time with you. The only quickies he has are ones to satisfy you when you’re needy.

R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)

He doesn’t take risks with his precious angel, no way. If he wants to try something new, he always asks you first and makes sure it’s okay. Your comfort is very important to him, because to him making love is almost like a trust exercise. You’re trusting him with your body, he would never break it.

S= Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)

This guy can last as long as you want him to. He’s a complete gentleman, so when you get tired he’ll pull out and start aftercare.

Though, again, going into rut makes him a lot more ravenous. He can last several hours, until your leaking his cum onto the bed.

T= Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)

He doesn’t own any toys, and honestly he’s not interested in them for himself at all. He also doesn’t LOVE the thought of you having them, as he thinks he may not be pleasing you enough. With some reassurance that sometimes you need alone time or it’s to tide you over while he’s gone, he’ll come around and understand. He won’t tell you not to use them, as it’s your body, but he may be a little jealous or not understand them completely without an explanation.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)

He’s not a huge tease, but he does like getting you all worked up, especially when you’ve been a bit of a brat lately.

He’ll hold you in his lap, lightly tapping his finger against your panties while you squirm and beg him to touch you. “Can’t you cum with this? Such a needy little princess, perhaps I’ve been spoiling you too much.”

V= Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)

He’s not very loud, but you’ve known you’ve done something good when he groans softly, looking down at you with those emerald eyes while he calls you a good girl~

W= Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)

To learn more about human sex, he watched a lot of porn and did a lot of research. He got caught doing this not once, but multiple times by Yusuke. It wasn’t easy trying to explain that he wasn’t getting off to it, just trying to study so he could make you happy, but Yusuke still teases him for it even years later.

X= X-ray (let's see what's going on under those clothes)

Kurama is 6.5 inches long and pretty girthy. During the mating season he takes on a more animalistic appearance, his cock changing the most. He’s able to knot you, which he does QUITE a bit during this time.

He wears boxers, they’re usually navy blue or light grey.

Y= Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)

I think it’s about medium sized. He definitely yearns for you, especially when he’s away for longer periods of time, but he can usually just look at naughty pictures and videos you’ve sent him to get him through tough times. When he finally gets home, he’ll take you out to dinner then fuck you like he hasn’t seen you in years when you get home(he’s literally only been gone a week).

Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterwards)

He falls asleep a few minutes after the final creampie! He makes sure to take care of you first if you need anything, because although he would never want to intentionally hurt you, he does end up scratching and/or biting you a bit too hard sometimes.

Kurama makes sure all of your needs are met before he pulls you in for kisses and cuddles!

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hottiehiei · 5 days

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Hmmm, you ever think about.... Uhhh soft Hiei? Like he might be rough and mean but the moment he accidentally makes you cry or when, I guess doing the diddly doo sex tango whatever since he rough asf.... And I blanked out..... 💀 But just think about it.... 🤔

yes, let's think about this indeed!

- Soft!dom Hiei

nsfw, gender neutral, smidge of angst (reader cries)

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In the heat of passion, Hiei keeps a punishing grip on your waist as he rams into you. Judging from the look in his eyes, he was on the brink of his orgasm. "Keep still." he commanded, fully aware of your approaching limit. Just a little longer. He was so close, and you felt so good.

Determined to handle his pounding, you held onto the sheets and wrapped your legs around his hips, pulling him in closer.

Bad move.

He now reached deeper, hitting at an angle that was too much to bear. Hiei heard you gasp and took it as a sign of pleasure. Encouraged by your whines, he pinned your wrist above your head. His pace picked up significantly, and his strength was far greater than before, holding you in place. So close…so good…

Before you can stop it, a single tear runs down your cheek.

Hiei stops instantly. The cloud of lust that once consumed him dissipated. “What is it? What's wrong?"

You bit back the tears. For once, you wanted to please Hiei without burdening him. This wasn’t the first time he had to control his desires just so you could keep up. When you looked at him, you knew he was holding back. Even now, as he examined you with concern, you felt guilty.

Your attempt to stop crying was useless. You were sobbing.

Hiei released your arms and started to pull out, cursing to himself in slight panic, but you locked him in place with your legs again. "No, I can take it. Don’t..."

There was a brief silence before everything clicked into place.

He should’ve noticed sooner. It was written all over your face. A fear of disappointing him. How silly, he thought. Hiei kissed your damp face, tender and apologetic. His fingers skimmed your thighs soothingly. “Is this better?” He jerked his hips slowly, still hitting that sweet spot without being too hard.

You nodded bashfully. Your body instinctively relaxed at the gentle thrusts, and a newfound feeling overtook your sadness. With this pace, you could feel every inch of him.

Hiei intertwined his hands with yours, smirking at how blissed out you looked. Gradually, he buried himself deeper. "That's right. You can take it."

Adjusting to your needs was never a problem. As long as he could stay inside you like this, it didn’t matter how slow you needed him to be. And with that expression on your face, he was about to unravel. “Good, now let me make it up to you.”

#your brain anon #so smart #hiei talking you through it >>>>>#i loved writting this #hiei #yu yu hakusho #yyh #hiei jaganshi #hiei x reader #hiei yu yu hakusho #yu yu hakusho x reader #hiei smut #hiei x reader smut #yyh hiei #hiei yyh #yu yu hakusho smut

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not-your-fucking-kacchan · 2 years

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Please, please, please would love some hiei×reader!!

ofc! i tried to stay as close to the descriptions that you gave me as possible, i hope you like it :)

Also i completely forgot to read where it said established relationship but its finished now 😭😭

Masterlist<3

Warning: blood, knife play (sword)...

Hiei x Reader - Possessive (NSFW)

You were on the way back home from your late shift at the bar as your heels clack down the street loudly, shining in the low light emitted from the street lamps.

You can't help but release a bored and irritated sigh as you hear the not so quiet voices of drunkards from the pub following you down the street. They were always so bothersome and you just know that you're in store for some class entertainment as you saunter through the alleyways.

Hiding behind a corner, you listen to them question where you went and slut shame you as if these whores don't find themselves wishing they were in a new women's bed every other night. You're just about ready to strike, waiting for them to get into the perfect position before you execute all three of them, making quick work and pouncing from victim to victim until you've successfully crushed the last offender's skull between your thighs, a sickening 'crack' resounding through the narrow alleyway.

"Lucky bastard. Any other man would grovel on their knees and sell a kidney to die between a woman's legs, you should be more greatful..."

You could feel someone else's eyes on you, though. This one is apparently significantly better at hiding too, not that these sorry assholes had much time to try, anyway.

"Come on out, I won't hurt you~" A lie.

Hiei had been out for a midnight wander around the human world streets to clear his mind, and it was working pretty well. These streets and their lights had a certain allure to them when all is quiet and the night is young. The sky is a deep black, different to the demon world but much prettier, he hates to admit. It was actually starting to put him in a better mood.

That is until he spotted a woman being followed in the street. Usually it wouldn't be something he would care about at all, but this human girl had a strange look to her. On any other normal day he would've looked straight past these idiots. It's not his business and he doesn't really care. Human girls die like this all the time. It just goes to show how corrupt this species is.

Yusuke and Kuwabara like to paint the world as all flowers and rainbows, but it's very clear that the very race boasting about "love and peace" are also the same ones that like to slaughter eachother just because they can. They're really no different. but in this situation, he is curious. His last straw is the intrusive thought telling him that Kurama wouldn't be very impressed if he saw this and just left the girl to die. Fine, he'll help the stupid girl, but he won't be pleased about it.

Yup, she sure is strange, alright. Her hair is strange, her eyes are strange- it's all very suspicious.

"Stupid human girl. Is she trying to get herself killed in the street like a dog?"

But, as he got a closer look at her, and watched with widened eyes as she slaughtered the human trash, he realised something. Noone in the human world looks like that. Or moves like that.

"A demon, then." He notes to himself, now eager to learn more about this demon living in the human world.

As your voice rings out in the darkness he narrows his eyes and scoffs. How the hell did she know he was there?

"It's aweful late for the dangerous game you're playing, girl. You trying to get yourself killed?"

The laughter that erupts from you is pretty, and replays in his ears, yet he shows no outward reaction to your reply, if you can even call it that. Bright red hair falls from your shoulder as you look straight at him, smiling mirthfully and ignoring his question.

"Oh~ ... You're not human, are you? One of my kind, then? Ah, it's so nice to finally speak with my kin again~"

Your voice is airy and soft, setting off warning signals in Hiei's head and causing him to take a cautionary step backwards. There's also a hint of something else in your voice. A hidden undertone. Glee and... possessiveness? Hiei must be dreaming right now.

"Kin? I hardly think so. I don't associate with weaklings. I've heard enought out of you." His voice is harsh and cuts through you like a knife, leaving you seething. The drastic change in your demeanor has Hiei startled, causing him to unsheath his sword as you lunge at him.

You're fast, alright, but not nearly as fast as him, so when you aim for a precise jab at his throat, you're quickly intercepted and pinned to the floor in the middle of the dark, damp street. You freeze beneath the shadow demon as he presses his sword to your neck, drawing a little speck of blood that runs down your pale skin. You make a tempting sight beneath him, your metallic smelling blood attracting his eyes.

Arousal fills the air as you stare up at him, this whole squabble almost acting like some kind of mating dance, and now you lay with him between your legs. It's a sight that has him reeling, seeing you dishevelled after losing to him like that, and he smirks at the realisation he makes. You ran into a fight you knew you wouldn't win because you're in search of the strongest demon to mate with.

"Oh? Looking to mate, are you? What a filthy creature. Am i the first man you've lost to then? What an honour..." His sarcasm makes you giggle, uncaring of the blade pressed to your throat. You're just glad you've finally found a mate to play with.

The stranger isn't complaining so far, so you bat your eyelashes at him and he gets lost in deep indigo eyes which reflect the light in the street, twinkling up at him. It's quite a common colour for demons, and much like blue eyes in a human, they're very expressive and enchanting.

He chuckles darkly and grips the underneath of your thigh, pushing it up and over his shoulder as he grinds into you, making you squeak and clutch onto him quickly, now doing the split beneath him. A rough hand runs up and down your thigh, admiring the curves and softness, and the way that your heels complement your figure so nicely.

Before you both fuck in the middle of the street, Hiei takes the sword away from your throat, hoisting you up and flashing to somewhere more appropriate as you're thrown over his shoulder easily. you're not even given enough time to react before he's already put you down and started biting at your neck, licking at the blood needily and groping your breast with his free hand.

"You'll say my name. Hiei. I want to hear it on your tongue, weakling..."

You giggle again. "And mine is (-)... Hiei~"

Repeating his name has him grabbing his sword and as you gasp, expecting pain, you're only met with a quick and cold breeze. Oh. He's only cut your shirt off. How disappointing.

Just as this thought passes through your mind, though, you feel the cold blade pressed against your ribcage, creating a long scratch down your belly and leaving you reeling as your pussy tightens around nothing.

His cold hands squeeze your tits painfully and the feeling has your head spinning, your legs spreading needily as you beg for him. The sight has him infatuated with you, his cock twitching in interest beneath the sash of his combat pants while he stares at your very pleased expression and then down to your now exposed breasts. They're so soft and he can tell that he's going to have fun with them in the future, eyeing the nipples that peek through his fingers in interest.

When you decide that you've had enough of his staring though, you're quick to grab his hand and guide it past your slightly bloody abdomen and down to your dripping cunt, covered with a thin pair of panties that have been thoroughly soaked through. The mischievous demon smirks at you and presses directly againt your clit through the fabric, making you squirm and cry his name desperately, his expression full of sadism and excitement. It takes another minute or two of him torturing you like this for him to get bored with it and slip your drenched underwear to the side to very easily dip a finger inside of you.

Moans spill from your mouth and your head cranes back as your back arches, your legs shaking at the feeling of yor mate's fingers inside of you, your pussy clamping down on him needily.

"Easy now, you trying to suck me in, or what? Be patient. You'll get what you need soon enough, sweet thing."

Now that has you writhing, enticing a pleased groan from Hiei when you grind on him. Something inside of him snaps at this, and within seconds he's ripping his sash out of the way and pulling out his fully erect and leaking cock. His cheeks tint pink as he holds the sensitive organ in his hand, the tip red and glistening with precum.

His eyes are glossed over with lust as he climbs up your body, licking seductively at the blood from your cut and up your breasts, sucking at the mounds of skin and giving you a sadistic grin that has your legs quivering.

Long lashes brush agains his cheek as he bends over you, moving your underwear out of the way instead of bothering to remove it as he guides the tip to your wet heat, his thighs slipping under yours to position you right. Stars burst behind your eyes as he finally gives you just what you've needed, ripped muscles pressed against your bloodied stomach while he nestles his dick comfortably inside of you.

The demon groans against your neck, leaving you lovebites and bruises as he starts thrusting inside of you, moaning and pistoning his hips to bruise yours. Squealching noises fill the room along with your chorus of moans and grunts, his balls tightening at the feeling of your pussy walla clenching down on him, your throbbing warmth feeling like bliss against his starved flesh.

He rubs your clit roughly as he fucks you, moaning into your neck while his eyes roll back from the pleasure of you tightening around him, crushing him through your orgasm. He feels the surge of cum that drips out of you from around his dick and with a few more thrusts he's cumming inside of you, pushing in as deep as he can to satisfy his need to breed you.

As the two of you calm down from your orgasmic highs, you cling onto him possessively, not letting him move away and flustering him as he figures out that you want to cockwarm him. Lucky him, for scoring you before anyone else could. You'll remain as his belonging, his mate, for the rest of your life. Noone else can have you.

#hiei x reader #hiei x oc #yyh hiei #hiei jaganshi #yyh headcanons #yyh smut #hiei x reader smut #yyh fanfiction #yyh x reader

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kyanitedreamer · 5 days

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Alone Together

Hiei x (Fem)Reader

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Author’s Note: This fic came from the inspiration I got from reading other user’s works about Hiei and being such a huge fan of his character. Mainly written for me and my friend a fellow Hiei enjoyer, this is kind of a feel good type fic that has a lot of buildup playing on his curiosity and softer side. When I first wrote this I never thought about posting it anywhere, but the more I wrote the happier I was with it, and near the end I realized how proud I was of it and wanted to share it around. I may be posting another part or two, and if I do, feel free to send me an ask with suggestions if you liked this one :) enjoy!

TW: Blood, Hickeys, Biting, Fingering, Unprotected Sex, Pinning Down, Minors DNI, 18+

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Everyone had been asking why you were suddenly taking a different route home from class, not walking with your “friends”, and even going a good distance out of your way. Your explanation was always the same, that you just like being able to walk by the water - a lie of course. Your interest wasn’t so much the water glistening during the sunset, but a person who sometimes could be found there. Ever since you were young you’d seen and felt things you couldn’t explain, like the creature that knocked aside your parents car like a toy back when you were in middle school. Of course no one believed you, that your parent’s death in that crash was no accident, so you had learned to keep whatever you were seeing and feeling to yourself. Maybe that’s what drew you to him, the dark haired boy dressed in black, sometimes laying in the grass by the river other times miraculously standing on telephone poles nearby. You never really gave how he got up there much thought, all you knew was that like you, he seemed to be so alone.

Finally, you reach the river and like everyday, give a cautious glance around for the mysterious boy. Despite your numerous trips this way passing him, you’d never dared speak to him or even given him more than a passing glance. You’ve put yourself out there far too many times in an attempt to make friends, only to have your hand slapped away. It was enough that you and the boy could share in this moment of silence together as you strolled by, that, and your own imagination. But looking down the street you notice him, with a group, and your heart sinks. You retreat back behind the building, sliding down the side of it to sit on the ground, pulling your legs in. Of course he’s not alone, no one would be as lonely as you are.

You lean out from the side of the building to get a look at them all. The tallest one had orange hair in a pompadour, which was….certainly a style choice. Both him and the other dark haired guy looked rather plain, average even. The third guy had pretty features and long red hair, and then there was him. Though you’d never noticed before quite how short he is, it hardly seemed to matter, as his voice and demeanor easily dominated the conversation when he felt the need. You suddenly felt your face turning red, and realized you probably shouldn’t think about him and “dominate” in the same sentence. You shake your head to dismiss such thoughts and then you notice his ear twitch ever so slightly, he motions to turn his head but you’ve already retreated back behind the building. After a moment, you dare another peek and try to focus on what they’re saying, the boy seems to be disagreeing with something. Suddenly through the groups arguing you hear “C’mon Hiei”, which he seems to answer to.

“Hiei” you repeat back to yourself under your breath, though somehow he seems to have heard and whips around in place, and you can no longer be sure if he was able to see you as you darted back into hiding. Still you listen as they seem to resume talking, causing you to sigh in relief. You sit for a while with your eyes shut, listening for them to finally leave so you can finish walking home. Letting your mind wander, you think about how you’ll go about trying to approach him the next time you come this way. Not that you’d ever have the courage to do something as bold as that, besides you feel it’s doubtful he’d be interested in someone like you anyways.

After some time you hear them saying goodbyes and breathe a small sigh of relief, you open your eyes to get ready to go and yelp involuntarily. There Hiei stood mere inches from you, his stature meaningless since you are sitting on the ground. He stares daggers at you saying nothing, perhaps expecting you to merely flee yet you sit there frozen, staring at him as well like cornered prey. After a moment, your heart begins to pound in your chest, you’ve passed him countless times but never been this close. As much as you hate to admit it, you enjoy having him stand over you like this, right now he may as well be 8 feet tall. You yourself feeling so small and helpless, your mind spirals thinking about the possible things he could do to you. Suddenly, Hiei also blushes, seeming almost embarrassed and angry.

“THAT’S WHAT YOU’RE THINKING ABOUT??” he blurts out before turning around seemingly to hide his face as he seethes.

“I…what?”

“Listen girl, I’m a demon, it would take less than a second for me to kill you.” He says turning around and pointing at you accusingly. “The idea of what I could do to you that would stimulate your sexual human desires should be the last thing on your mind! Now who are you, why were you listening in on our conversation and what are you doing here?”

You sigh, tell him your name and continue on to explain everything, he listens but clearly seems annoyed nonetheless. It feels rather strange that Hiei was just a stranger a few minutes ago, yet you find yourself so comfortable with him, demon or no. Hiei is surprisingly silent even as you finish explaining, perhaps some part of him understands your feelings, or maybe he’s just being polite - not that he seems like the type.

“So, is it…still okay if I come this way after school? Maybe talk with you?” You ask sheepishly, Hiei merely giving a vacant stare as though considering it, he closes his eyes and turns away.

“Do whatever you want, but don’t say I didn’t warn you that demons can be dangerous, and if you talk don’t expect me to converse with you.” Turning just his head to look at you, Hiei appears to be deep in thought, hesitating even.

“What’s the matter?” You ask tilting your head to the side, confident that he’s merely trying to find the words.

“...What even is ‘making out’ anyways” he says plainly, causing you to snicker a bit but turn red once more all the same. “Those words seemed to cross your mind a lot when I read it earlier, so what is it?”

“Um, well…it’s like you touch your lips together in a kiss but like, over and over. It’s what people do when they have a connection or you know like each-” You barely manage to get your description out at all then abruptly Hiei grips your side pushing you against the wall merely collapsing before he presses his body against yours to hold you up. He is warm, and a scent reminiscent of a campfire wafts about him, using his other hand he cups your face. Hiei’s staring at you once more but now there’s a curiosity in his glare, like he’s studying your reactions and wondering if they’re the right ones. Grabbing you at the back of your neck he pulls you down somewhat - into a kiss, your heart flutters and his warmth seems to spread through your body. After a moment, he pulls away, still keeping your faces touching.

“Is this what you had in mind, how you pictured it?”

You find yourself unable to find the words to answer but manage a few quick nods, Hiei then takes this as reassurance and kisses you again, then again.

Despite supposedly not knowing what making out was, he quickly finds his rhythm, even starting to grip your hair causing you to moan softly. You feel your breath getting heavy and the growing excitement between your legs, when suddenly he stops, pulling back to look at you while quite red himself. Slowly, he pulls away as you get your balance back, then turns on his heels taking a few steps away.

“Interesting.” Hiei says without turning around, and in a flash he’s gone. You slump back against the wall trying to process what just happened, soon enough however, you collect yourself and head home.

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The next day went by in a blur, all you were able to think about was Hiei, about feeling his warmth again. As you walked to the river, you couldn’t help hoping he’d be there and in the mood to talk - among other things. You shook your thoughts away once more, after all Hiei seemed to do what he did out of curiosity more than anything else. Turning the corner to the river, you peek around for your mysterious ‘friend’, and there he was - laying in the grass on the hill without a care in the world. Doing your best to still your rapidly beating heart, you approach, stopping once the sidewalk meets the grass.

“Hey Hiei, it’s me *****.” you provide your name again half expecting him to have forgotten you, he doesn’t open his eyes but answers you nonetheless.

“Yes, I knew it was you, human.”

“Is….it okay if I sit with you?” You request hesitantly, yet Hiei still does not move, hands supporting his head and his dark coat billowing in the wind.

“As I said, do whatever you like.” Hiei answered you plainly, he almost appears mad - frustrated even, although he’s doing his best to hide it.

Regardless you quietly step through the grass and sit a few feet beside him, setting down your bag as well. You sit for a moment enjoying the gentle breeze, the sunset glistening on the river, the soft fresh grass beneath you. You may have been alone and sat in silence for much of your life, but never like this, sitting beside Hiei gave you a comfort you’ve never known. He can struggle to hide it all he likes, but you can sense Hiei more than simply tolerates your presence, perhaps even enjoyed the moment you shared yesterday.

“You have an unusual level of spirit awareness, you know.” Hiei said suddenly, shattering the silence and startling you.

“Spirit Awareness?”

“...Demons can make themselves invisible to humans in this world, I’m doing it right now, and usually am for that matter.” Hiei turns his head towards you and opens a single eye as he talks. “So right now, you look crazier than everyone already seems to think you are.”

“...That’s…fine, I’m comfortable here - with you.” You manage to force the words out while looking away, and when you turn your gaze back, he’s staring at you. It’s just like yesterday, he’s gauging your reactions, searching for anything you might be holding back. You get the distinct impression he doesn’t spend much time around people, and he’s learned to be cautious, never risking giving something away he shouldn’t.

“You’re a strange one, finding comfort beside a demon.” He turns his head back to stare at the sky before continuing “You have no idea the things I’ve done, the things I’m capable of doing.”

“I’d say you’re a strange one for finding comfort with me then.” You cover your mouth unsure where you even got such an absurd idea in your head, but then again he does seem interested in you doesn’t he? Looking back at Hiei you see he hasn’t moved or reacted, perhaps he didn’t hear you? Just then he laughs, sitting up to lean back on his hands.

“Oh? I tried out a single human gesture, let you sit here with me, and that must mean I’m utterly infatuated is that it?”

“Typically that’s what would happen, yeah though not necessarily in that order.” You explain calmly once he’s finished attempting to make a fool of you. “However, maybe it’s different for demons.”

“If you must know, mating simply isn’t as big a deal.”

“Is that so? Then you didn’t feel anything after yesterday?” You retort but Hiei seems to have lost interest as he turns back toward the river leaning on one knee, at least so you thought. Even with the sunset turning the river into a shimmering stream of golden light, you can still see Hiei’s cheeks redden as he thinks to himself. You inch closer, again taking in his woodsy campfire scent, Hiei only turning to look once your shoulders are nearly touching.

“That feeling? Your body, sending the blood rushing to your face like that.” You whisper to him, even reaching out to poke his face to make your point, but Hiei continues to stare unflinchingly. “That's what gave me the idea you’re comfortable with me.” Feeling ever bolder, suddenly you cup his face in your hand, and kiss him - a long heartfelt kiss. You feel the familiar warmth spread through your body as Hiei hesitantly places his hand on yours, gripping it tight enough to pull grass up with it, as though he was afraid to get lost. When you pull away, Hiei’s expression fades back to normal ever so slowly, and he turns to face the river once more without another word.

After sitting together for a while, you finally attempt to get to your feet, only to realize Hiei is still holding your hand. You lift up your hand and Hiei turns, watching you curiously. Removing your palm from his grip, you then slowly take the opposite hand and interlock your fingers with his. You then give his hand a gentle squeeze and Hiei gives a much rougher squeeze in return, though he seems to get the idea. You smile and take back your hand but Hiei merely lays back down onto the grass with his eyes closed as he was when you arrived. Picking up your bag, you make your way back to the sidewalk, but stop when you hear Hiei call your name.

“See you tomorrow.” He uttered the words so simply, but you could feel the weight that was behind them.

“See you tomorrow.” You repeat back with more enthusiasm, then noticing the faintest smile on his face, you smile and head home.

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Another day of class, and another day of doodling poorly in the margins of your papers, constantly distracted by thoughts of Hiei. You haven’t been able to stop from wondering what else Hiei might’ve seen in your mind that day, what else he might be curious about. Funnily enough, you’ve never fallen for anyone, even your kiss with him was your first. Still what you lack in experience, you make up for in imagination, and the long list of dark romance movies you’ve seen has given you plenty to think about. You reach your typical meeting spot but Hiei was oddly nowhere to be found, you give the area a good once over to be sure, but eventually resign yourself to sitting back down in the grass.

Besides your spot you can still barely make out the indent in the grass where Hiei was laying just yesterday, you smile until a chilling thought slips into your mind. Remembering Hiei’s words about how crazy you must look to people since he’s invisible to everyone without Spirit Awareness, you fold your arms, looking back toward the river. After a moment you grip yourself tighter, reassuring yourself that you’re not crazy, Hiei is real and he’ll be here. Giving Hiei’s spot in the grass a few quick side glances, you take a moment to look around again, it’s mostly warehouses around here so there is rarely anyone around as usual.

“Hiei? Are you here?” You ask the open air beside you, considering that maybe your Spirit Awareness isn’t high enough to see him today, you have no idea how that works after all.

Suddenly, you’re startled by laughter from behind you, it seems you somehow failed to notice a group of boys from your class walking by on the sidewalk behind you. You blush and turn back towards the river, thoroughly embarrassed and hoping they didn’t notice you talking to thin air. Closing your eyes and burying your head in your arms, you sit there a while, reassuring yourself once again that you’re not crazy. Finally, after the boys have long gone and the dark of night begins settling in, you get up and head home.

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The next day you’re heading back, and although you get the feeling you’re being followed for some reason, you push on regardless. Hoping that yesterday he may have merely been busy, you hold out hope that Hiei will return today, even having thrown on some makeup and the star earrings you have left from you mothers belongings. Cautiously, you approach the river again, only to discover Hiei is once again absent. Even the indent in the grass has since stood back into full vigor, you make to approach the grass to sit but stop on the sidewalk, considering just heading home instead of waiting in futility. You’ve come this way for over a month now, and Hiei was always in this area, the fact that he hasn’t been here might mean he won’t come back.

“Did you come here to talk to yourself again girl?” A voice calls out behind you and in your desperation you whip around.

“Hiei?” You blurt out, only to see the boys who were walking by yesterday, you collect yourself as best you can and stand up straight. Though it’s not enough to hide the fact that you’re blushing in embarrassment, and the boys chuckle to themselves, certainly at your expense.

“Is that your imaginary friend’s name? It sounds like even your imaginary friend has left you, huh?” The other boys chuckle to themselves again, and you hold your bag tighter in your arms, you can’t believe you mistook this guy for Hiei and the frustration shows on your face.

“Hiei is not imaginary.“

“Isn’t he? Everyone who comes by here says you’re a freak who’s been talking to yourself.”

“That doesn’t make it true.” You insist back, though even now you’re second guessing your actions, one of the boys grabs your arm but you pull away.

“Why don’t you just admit you’re a freak, and this worlds better off without freaks.” He says back before nodding and the boys get a better grip on your arms.

“Stop it! Cut it out!” You cry out, but no one comes to your aid, the sound echoing off into the distance, before being drowned out by the sound of the river. The boy lifts his hand, taking hold of one of your earrings.

“You may be a useless freak, but these sure seem like they’d be worth something.”

“Those were my mothers, stop!” You yell and scream, but he gets a grip on it regardless, and instead of removing it he simply pulls it down. Tugging your ear harder and harder still, you stop struggling not wanting to hurt yourself but it doesn’t matter, he tears the earring straight out of your ear lobe. Tears start streaming down your face, it may be a small cut in your ear but between that and realizing you’re truly alone it’s just too much. You hear something faint over your crying but everything is such a blur, you can barely feel when he reaches for your other ear.

“Move another muscle, and I’ll end your pathetic lives.” You heard it that time, the voice and tone unmistakable, it’s Hiei. Sure enough his voice is enough to make the boys freeze, easing their grip on you as they turn their heads.

“What the-”

“I didn’t give you permission to speak worm.” Hiei’s voice sounds more aggressive, as though he’s teetering on the edge of erupting, similar to how he seemed to speak with that group before. “Release her. NOW.”

Shuddering at his words they comply, letting you slip carefully to the ground, you grip your ear keeping the pressure on it. You’re in a lot of pain, but you continue to shed tears of joy all the same. You slowly look over at Hiei several feet away through your tear-filled eyes, and he’s giving you the same stare he always has, though there’s a heat behind his eyes. He raises his head to stare at the boys, now backing away from him besides the one who ripped your earring out. In an instant, he closes the gap and has drawn a sword he’s touching to the boy’s throat, his expression unchanged. Each of the other boys starts freaking out and starting to calm down yourself, you can see why, their ears have been cut in a similar fashion to yours.

“I suggest you return that, before I make you.” Hiei hisses at the boy, he drops it onto the ground near you and raises his hands. Unsatisfied, Hiei slashes across the boy’s already bloody hand, though it doesn’t appear deep. Clutching his palm, the boy backs up to his friends and they run off. Hiei places his sword away and kneels down to your level, you can’t help but smile regardless of the state your face is in. “And just what are you grinning about?” He demands while placing his palm gently on your head.

“I’m just happy to see you.” You say simply, then Hiei gets to his feet offering you his hand and helping you up.

“You really followed me, Kurama?” Hiei questions as he turns his head, all the while keeping a firm hold on your hand.

“You can hardly blame me, Hiei.” Kurama answers as he steps out from the shadow of a nearby alley, he’s the pretty boy with red hair you noticed Hiei talking to the other day. “You were in such a hurry to get back to the human world, and I know all too well that’s not like you.”

Hiei gives a sharp exhale, tips his head in your direction, and releases your hand. Kurama steps over to you asking to see, and in seconds he’s healed your ear, apologizing that you’ll have to get it re-pierced. After a handshake and a quick goodbye, he takes off walking away, apparently not nearly as concerned about making a snappy exit as Hiei. Hiei takes a few steps away in the other direction, then stops and turns to you over his shoulder, staring at you expectantly.

“Come on, I’ll take you home.” His voice much calmer now, he waits for you to grab your other earring, and you catch up to him offering your hand. Hiei hesitates, then holds your hand just as you had instructed the other day, obviously the difference in height between you makes it difficult but you make due.

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Hiei is silent most of the way home, despite the fact that your heart is threatening to beat out of your chest, being this close with him feels like a dream. Still a few blocks from home, he speaks up.

“I had something to take care of, duties, obligations.”

“I gathered. You don’t need to apologize, Hiei.” You respond in kind, but Hiei merely stops on the spot, unmoving.

“It was just humans this time.”

“What?”

“It could have been worse.” Hiei sounds tense, though not angry, like he can’t just bring himself to voice his concern.

You gently tug on his hand, and Hiei continues moving with you. When you reach your door at the apartment building, he stops again, releasing your hand. You unlock and open the door, Hiei turns away but you catch his arm.

“How…um…how much of what I was thinking did you see the other day?” You ask hesitantly, but he does not respond, and only turns back toward you. You pull his arm out of his pocket, and gripping his hand, you lead him inside.

Once you’re both inside, you set to work attempting to tidy up a bit, since you haven’t had a guest in - ever. Hiei looks about and finding your coat hooks, he removes his in one swift motion, placing his sword down gently near it. He takes a few more cautious steps into your apartment carefully taking in his surroundings, then stopping when he notices your open bedroom door. Once you’ve finished you walk over to where Hiei is and take his hand once more.

“Are you sure this is what you want?” He whispers, usually you have a good idea of what Hiei is thinking, although he’s quiet his body is rather honest. Yet you can’t figure out what’s on his mind right now, maybe despite his usual calm collected attitude you’ll have to walk him through it.

You take his face in your hands and kiss him deeply, He returns the gesture whole heartedly. Pulling away, Hiei manages to sweep you up in one quick motion, princess-carrying you to your bed. Setting you down gently, Hiei wastes no time climbing on top of you, taking only a moment to gently caress your cheek. Staring at you and once again reminding you of your first meeting, a beast who’s cornered his prey, except you’re far more willing.

Hiei leans in and kisses you, letting slip a moan you lay back helplessly as he trails a line of them down your neck. You reach up to feel his side through his shirt, gripping it needily, your other hand snaking around his arm as his hand travels up running fingers through your hair. Slowly Hiei’s grip begins to tighten, tugging ever so playfully at your hair before biting down on your neck lightly, putting just enough pressure to leave his mark. However, it’s little more than a tease, Hiei’s taking it slow likely out of fear of hurting you. You mumble under your breath, and Hiei pauses to listen as you find the words in your throat.

“Harder . . . please.” You whimper to him and Hiei hesitates before obliging, getting a firmer grip on your hair, biting your neck deeper, sucking a second more intense hickey into your skin. His sharp canines threatening to pierce your skin, you yelp and moan all at once, your breathing getting heavier as you grip Hiei’s arm harder for comfort. When he pulls back you can hear him almost panting, his warm breath further teasing your sensitive new bruise. You lock eyes for a moment, your lips crashing against one another the next, your hands exploring each others aching bodies. Hiei’s hand traces teasingly over your breast, quickly throwing your uniforms tie aside and gripping the top button of your shirt then stopping.

You give a quick nod before tugging up his shirt in turn, Hiei instead taking it from you, repeating his previous trick and removing it in an instant. You giggle under your breath and Hiei gives a small smirk, kissing you again before moving back down to your neck, his fast hands making quick work of your shirt buttons. You take a moment to revel in his kissing while tracing your hands over his arms and back, his skin was warm, inviting to the touch, and coated in several scars depicting a lifetime of battle and hardship. It made it all the more comforting that he was being so careful with you, while so vulnerable at the same time.

Suddenly Hiei pulls your shirt open, and you sit up to remove it along with your bra. Placing his hand at the curve of your waistline, he ever so slowly moves upward towards your chest, teasing you. Taking and massaging your breast with one hand, Hiei kisses around your other before beginning to suck on your nipple, teasing it with his tongue and teeth. You squirm and moan beneath him from the sensation, running your fingers through his hair once more, the excitement beginning to grow between your legs.

After alternating, giving your chest the ample attention it deserves, Hiei gently traces his fingers down, slowly pulling up your skirt as he wraps his other arm around you. Coming to rest his hand over your underwear, you become aware of just how wet you are with excitement and moan, Hiei smirks as he pulls your panties aside. Runing his fingers along the wetness of your entrance, he teases it while rubbing his slicked thumb over your clit, you whimper in between moans.

“Please Hiei…” you beg and Hiei obliges, slowly inserting one finger, then two. You gasp from the sensation flowing through you and Hiei takes your exhale as a sign, beginning to slowly fuck you with his fingers, still tracing circles over your clit with his thumb. You cling tighter to Hiei, the edges of the room starting to soften, he holds you closer as you quickly begin approaching that peak. It all feels so surreal, of course you’ve touched yourself before, but here with the boy you’ve pined over for so long feels leagues more intense. You stare up at Hiei and he kisses you, moaning against his lips as he curls his fingers while maintaining the rhythm, quickly bringing you to a rather loud orgasm your muscles gripping fingers nearly in place.

You struggle to catch your breath in Hiei’s arms, his hand still idly teasing your entrance, he stares at you with a half smile still breathing heavily himself. Having calmed down a bit you run your fingers along the top of Hiei’s pants, taking a quick look at how excited he himself is, you flick your gaze back up to meet his.

In a moment you’ve both removed the last of your clothing, Hiei kissing you while lightly pushing you back into your place on the bed, you moan feeling the gentlist graze of his dick over your clit. Lining himself up, he begins grinding himself against your wetness, trailing kisses over your neck while pinning your hands above your head. Holding your wrists in place with one hand, he brings the other down to massage your breast once more, you can’t bear to hold back moaning as his kissing moves further up your neck.

“Hiei . . .” You barely whimper out between moans, yet he only nibbles your ear in response.

“Use your words, I want to hear you say it *****.“ Hiei whispers directly into your ear, hearing him say your name sending a shiver down your spine in the best way.

“Please. . .fuck me Hiei.” You beg in desperation, finally able to get out the answer that Hiei already knew.

With that, Hiei sat up somewhat to steady himself, flashing you a mischievous grin. You bite your lip, running your hands over his shoulders and back. The next second you can feel him starting to part you, moaning as you throw your head back, Hiei’s dick enters you slowly and completely as his hips meet yours. He moans along with you, leaning lower to wrap a protective arm around you, he pauses for a moment as if he’s overwhelmed which isn’t surprising given how tightly you feel yourself gripping him.

Then Hiei begins slowly but steadily fucking you, just as you begged, your nails now digging into his back. Keeping his pace as his eyes lock with yours, you kiss eachother deeply, and Hiei speeds up. Pounding his hips into yours, you can feel yourself approaching the peak again already, and based on Hiei’s sounds of pleasure you imagine he is too. Placing a hand on his face, you smile up at him, Hiei is thrusting hard when he suddenly cums and you along with him. The feeling of him filling you up pushing you over the edge, Hiei moans deeply between reaching the peak and your orgasmic grip on him as he does.

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The remainder of the night is a blur as you wake up, groggily rubbing your eyes you wonder what happened, your room is still a mess but theres no sign of Hiei.

Looking over at the clock, you realize you’re going to be late for school and hurriedly get ready. As you’re brushing your hair, and despite the bit of bruising on your neck, you can’t help but wonder if your night with Hiei was all a dream. Afterall, you can’t remember falling asleep after . . . on second thought, you probably shouldn’t think too hard about it in fresh underwear. Struggling to slip your shoes on, you grab the doorknob and pull it open. There leaning on the railing was Hiei, who turned around when you stepped out the door, you could feel your heart practically jump into your throat. Hiei sat staring, disinterested as usual, then held out his hand.

“Come on *****, I’ll walk you there.”

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