CHAPTER 4
Preparation
The evening was going very well. They'd watched the films, polished off the food, and got through a fair bit of the two bottles of sake Kurama had bought. In fact, Hiei had shifted far more than his fair share, which made Kurama hopeful the fire demon was trying to summon up some Dutch courage. For what, he didn't know, but he could hope. Now they were sitting on the sofa in the living room in front of the fire - Hiei almost basking in the warmth - half facing each other while Kurama tried to teach Hiei a simple card game.
Amazingly, the fire demon was not losing his temper. In fact there were moments when he seemed almost skittish - not so much in anything he said or did, more in the looks he kept directing at Kurama. Although he couldn't be sure he wasn't imagining it, there seemed to be a distinct hint of "well, come on, what are you waiting for?" about some of those looks.
Faced with this challenge, Kurama's self-control was deserting him. He was sure he been talking complete gibberish for the last few minutes, and had almost certainly flatly contradicted himself several times, while under the amused, faintly mocking scrutiny of those adorable ruby eyes.
However, another, more urgent problem was beginning to assert itself. He was beginning to wish he hadn't been so vain. He'd worn his tightest, most form-fitting pair of jeans because he knew his butt looked gorgeous in them, and he'd wanted Hiei to get an eyeful of that feature every time he walked out to get something. Hopefully, it would give him ideas....
The problem was that in order to be tight behind, they had to be tight in front... very tight. So much so that an interested observer with a few minutes to spare could have worked out where everything was - including shape and size. That, however, was under normal circumstances. Right now, normal circumstances weren't in it. Every time their eyes met, boingg, Kurama got an instant erection. In those jeans it was only marginally less obvious than if he'd been naked. So he was squirming about desperately, trying to position himself to make it less obvious. All under that faintly-amused, thousand-candlepower ruby gaze.
All of a sudden, Hiei dropped his eyes and focused on Kurama's crotch. then leaned over and prodded the very obvious outline, to Kurama's crimson-faced embarrassment.
"What's that?" he said, the mockery in his gaze a little stronger.
"Ahh, gomen, Hiei, gomen... it just happened, I couldn't stop it!"
"Hn. Well, it's been happening every minute for the last half an hour. Anybody would think you wanted to mate with me, or something!"
"Ahh... ermm..." Kurama was certain he was now radiating more heat than the fire as he blushed furiously, too embarrassed to speak.
Hiei's right hand was still resting on Kurama's thigh, touching the taut outline. With a wicked glint in his eyes, he replied: "Looks like I gotta organise everything, eh, fox?" Then he leaned over, took Kurama's right hand, and placed it on his own, black-clad crotch.
As soon as Kurama's fingers touched the cloth, he realised that Hiei's looser trousers were hiding an erection every bit as stiff as his.
"Ohhhh...." Kurama breathed, ecstatically. Hiei, looking very pleased with himself, had started running his fingers up and down the straining outline in Kurama's jeans, and the two sensations just sent Kurama's hormone-levels off the scale. Hesitantly, he leaned towards Hiei. For months now, he'd been dreaming of kissing his little fire demon, but now the moment had arrived he felt surprisingly unsure of himself. Did Hiei even understand the concept of kissing? Hesitantly, he slid his free hand up to gently cup against the back of Hiei's head, and brought his face down until their lips met.
First impressions were not encouraging. When his lips first brushed the youkai's, there was no reaction at all, and his eyes - difficult to focus on at this short distance - appeared maddeningly blank. Concern that he was doing the wrong thing began to mount inside Kurama, still he felt he had to try a little more. Hiei could be unpredictable, and when Kurama began to gently press his tongue into the meeting of Hiei's top and bottom teeth, there was a half-ashamed fear at the back of his mind that it might simply provoke him into biting - not a nice thought.
This time, though, his prayer was answered. At first Hiei's jaw seemed to clamp more tightly shut, but then the muscles eased, and a tiny gap gave Kurama an opening. Insistently, he pushed his way in, and Hiei relaxed, opening wider. The moment Kurama's tongue met, and began to rub against Hiei's, a shudder went through the little youkai's body. A moan came from somewhere deep in his throat, and then his mouth seemed to come alive, answering every move and pressure of Kurama's, just as he'd always dreamed.
A pleasant interlude followed in which overheated body-areas were increasingly exposed to the air. Strangely enough, this did nothing to cool them down - maybe it was the continual passionate kissing, or the endless brushing of tender hands across silky skin..... Certainly neither of them needed to speak for some time. Hiei's left hand curled round his back, then hugged him closer.
Eventually, Kurama's hand, delicately caressing Hiei's cock, came away wet and sticky. Reluctantly he broke their kiss and looked down, to see that the fire demon was starting to ooze a trickle of clear liquid from the opening in his penis. Until then, Kurama had never heard of this habit of some males, human or youkai, when very aroused. Later he was to become a considerable expert in it, at least as far as one cute youkai was concerned.
However, right now it just represented a serious risk of getting wet patches on the sofa....
"Let's go to the bedroom."
"Why? - this is fine."
"Because if we carry on here, we might make a mess - and I don't know if I could get any stains off the furniture before my parents come home."
"Hn. OK."
Then the little youkai's eyes widened in surprise as Kurama, displaying the strength few people realised he had, lifted Hiei off the sofa as easily as if he'd been one of the cushions, walked out to the hall and up the stairs, cradling his lover in his arms.
Hn. This was going to be
fun........