Fic is in Hiei’s Point Of View

I jumped around the streets of the ningenkai that Kurama lived on, my thoughts not entirely on searching the terrain. My thoughts were focused on a certain redhead kitsune. Most of my thoughts were on the attractiveness of his smile, along with his strong build (I am unsure of how many times I’ve undressed him with my eyes).

The clouds above me began to rumble, the first drop of rain landed on my nose, causing my to winkle it in dismay. I jumped past many of the street signs, towards the one that signified I’d be near Kurama’s soon. Near his beauty, and out of this forsaken rain.

Jump to the left, turn right, watch for the cat, I whispered at all the troubles in my path to the kitsune house. When I got there, I watched, as the fox was getting dressed from my tree branch. I licked my lips, watching his slim form try to fight to get the shirt over his head.

His well-built stomach was showing from under the lifted shirt, as well as one pink nipple. His pants were hip huggers that gave me a good view of his groin area, soft red curls that had already escaped. I licked my lips, getting hard, but I keep my composer, I didn't want to ruin the moment; watching the kitsune remove his pants, standing there completely nude, but I feared I would lose my sanity if I continued to stare at him.

Tap, Tap, Tap

I scratched the window, hoping he would look at me. He did, pulling on a pair of sweats; he walked over and let me in. To deal with all questions he might asks, such as how long I’ve been out there, I started cussing about the rain just happening.

"Hiei, how are you?" He addressed me as I walked into his room, pulling my shoes off. I sat on his bed, folding my shirt and cloak into a neat pile on the chair.

"Cold," I murmured, he got the point and turned up the heat in the room, sitting next to me.

"Do you want anything to eat?" He asked, helping me dry my hair. I almost moaned at the touch, but I remained silent.

"You have ice cream?" I asked, pushing a drop of water out of my face.

Kurama laughed, “That’s not a very good treat to have while you’re wet”, but he nodded and went downstairs. I looked around the room. It smelt just like the fox, along with its looks. It was green, plants painted on the wall. Another houseplant grew near his desk where a vase of roses were. The nice comforter I sat on had a great decoration of flowers, along with the pillow. Looking back, I leaned down and took a deep breath of the pillow.

"Here you go Hiei." Kurama smiled, walking back in the room. He handed me a bowl, sitting next to me with his own. I ate slowly, since the last time I had ate a little too quickly and suffered a brain freeze. Of course, Kurama also have me a kiss on the forehead afterwards, tempting me just to do the same act again.

Kurama laughed at me, I told him a joke I over heard, then asked for him to explain it to me. I didn't laugh. How could ningens find these things funny? I looked at Kurama's cold lips as he took our bowls downstairs. All I wanted to do was warm them up, but with great possibilities, Kurama would beat the shit out of me if I dare thought of laying a lust filled movement upon him.

I jumped when Kurama jumped right next to me, telling me a stupid story of Yusuke and that idiot Kuwabara.

Laughing at the jokes, I leaned over to talk into Kurama's ear. "Is your mother here?"

Kurama smiled at me. "No."

Score, I smiled, leaning over and capturing his lips. I waited for the rose whip to hit me, but it never did, instead Kurama's hands wrapped around my waist, sitting me on his lap. This was how it should have been, with him, kissing him.

I didn't realize for a while, but Kurama's tongue had found its way into my mouth, wrapping around my teeth. I moaned, never in my life had I ever done such a thing, but it felt so good. I felt myself being pushed against the bed.

Kurama's weight lied on top of me, I realized I had no clue what was going on. I normally knew everything, but I had no clue what he was up to. "Kurama..." I whispered.

"Hiei, are you a virgin?" Kurama asked me, I almost lost my temper.

I didn't know what to say after awhile. Truth was, I had never done this type of activity before, but I didn't want to look like an idiot. Kurama grinned, rubbing my bare chest. I groaned under his soft touches, they were like those angels ningens talk about.

He began to rub against the tightness in my still wet pants. I hissed, laying my head back against the soft feeling, he made me feel as if I died and went to the quietest place in the Makai.

Kurama smiled, his fingers fled down to my stomach where they pinched before entering the outer lining of my trousers, slowing pushing them down to run along my hot manhood, to be nice and polite. I moaned, my hips tossed up against him, his fingers pressed against my tip, where it slowly played.

I groaned again, moaning and arching my hips against his, but I didn't stop, I couldn't stop, not even when this annoying noise came from the back of my throat.

I felt a surge of pleasure hit me, my manhood twitched in Kurama's hands as my pants grew soaked. I could have cursed my self, out of all the dignity I had, I went and pissed my pants.

That didn't stop Kurama though; his hands untied my buckles and trousers and brought them to my knees. I watched as his fingers rubbed against my hardening manhood, and past the few hairs I did have down there. He seemed to be smiling as he licked up some whitish liquid that surrounded me.

As soon as he was finished cleaning that, he took my fingers into his mouth, nipping them and licking them down to the end of the finger. I moaned once more at the situation, he was going to drive me mad. I felt weak, and needy for something I didn't know what.

"Hiei, please don't tense." Kurama smiled at me.

I snarled, "Am I going to tighten my muscles and look weak?"

Laughing Kurama nodded towards me. I was going to show him wrong. I wasn't weak, whatever he had up his sleeve, I could survive. He rubbed my fingers against my ass, I freaked out, looking up from where I laid.

"Kurama, w, what are you doing?" I asked, Kurama looked at me with an 'I told you so' grin, but it still held that supportive expression.

"Don't freak out Hiei, relax I won't hurt you. It will only hurt worse if you fight back."

I nodded, feeling his push my finger into my rear, hitting the end. I thought that was all, but then it entered something else, I almost jumped.

His free hand rubbed against my thigh, smiling at me. "Calm down," He repeated, I once again nodded.

He pushed my finger deep inside of me, I cried out, it didn't hurt, it was uncomfortable, he added another finger in me, pain started to rise, but I didn't tense, soon after came the third. After waiting a little while, Kurama began to move my fingers in and out of me. My faints gasp of discomfort disappeared to small gasp of pleasure.

It didn't take long for him to remove his fingers; I looked at him, my eyes at slits, my body warm. He removed his pants again, tossing them on the floor. He leaned over me, kissing me once more. I groaned, feeling something new, much larger, press against me.

I started to fight back, I didn't want something larger to go in, Kurama's mouth came over mine, telling me that everything was going to be alright. I relaxed, laying back and let him push into me. I hissed, it hurt so much, but Kurama didn't move, he steadied himself over me, watching me through emerald eyes.

We just sat there, like that for a good five minutes when the pain left. I opened my eyes, if only to slits. The pleasure was coming in this. "Please..." I wrapped my legs around him, Kurama began to pull out, pushing into me, but his face was the same he had when looking for a book at the li-bar-ry, or whatever he called it.

I gripped his shoulder's, pulling his head down for another kiss, which he was grateful to get. He arched his hips against, easing himself into me. The pain was still there, but with that thrust I cried out, a moan shot out into Kurama's mouth, my head fell from his and onto the pillow.

My cheeks began to redden as he did that again, but this time with more strength. I felt something trickle down my legs, but gave no care to its warm feeling. I just wanted to feel Kurama, I enjoyed this touch, and it was relaxing.

Kurama pushed into me once more, screaming out, I screamed his name as something flooded into me, and the white stuff from earlier released from me, and onto the both of our chest.

I laid back, panting for a breath; Kurama took my chin into his hands, pulling me forward to a warming kiss.

"S, Shuichi...?" A shocked, along with feared, female voice rose from around the door.

Kurama looked up from me, staring at his mother, who had dropped the clothes she had just bought. "M-mother?" My fox jumped.