Unwanted

He snuck up behind the koorime sleeping on his couch, a silent but amused chuckle masked by a pretty hand. He loomed but a moment before leaning in and licking the very tip of his earlobe.

With a start the man woke, his first instinct to go for his sword, which (un)fortunately was safely tucked away out of reach. It took Hiei but a split second to realize whom his supposed attacker was, and decided on a different countermeasure.

Hiei’s bandaged hand grasped a dangling forelock, tugging on it firmly, a silent warning. “…Whaddya want…?” He murmured groggily.

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⊰ 🌹 ⊱ As was expected. Kurama should have guessed. “No, he’s gone home.” Nothing more was said, the only sounds within the apartment being those in the kitchen. Nimble hands busily making their way in and out of cupboards, mixing water and rich cocoa powders into two cups. The fox soon returned to the sitting room, one mug passed to Hiei as he brushed by to take his place beside the small koorime on the couch. “Did you sleep well?”

Hiei took the cup into both hands and began sipping at the hot liquid, not particularly minding that it was too hot for normal consumption. "Well enough when you compare it the ground." Or a tree, or the back of a giant insect. Yet in spite of the vague protest, Hiei often preferred the wide open spaces to the plush cushions and warm blankets. To him, there was such a thing as being too comfortable.

There was a pause in his musing in which Hiei glanced to Kurama, a contemplative frown upon his face. "...He can come over, you know. I won't attack him."

He snuck up behind the koorime sleeping on his couch, a silent but amused chuckle masked by a pretty hand. He loomed but a moment before leaning in and licking the very tip of his earlobe.

With a start the man woke, his first instinct to go for his sword, which (un)fortunately was safely tucked away out of reach. It took Hiei but a split second to realize whom his supposed attacker was, and decided on a different countermeasure.

Hiei’s bandaged hand grasped a dangling forelock, tugging on it firmly, a silent warning. “…Whaddya want…?” He murmured groggily.

The typical scowl spread across the koorime’s face, Hiei finally coming into some semblance of consciousness. “You should pick a different manner of waking me. I could have run you through with my sword.” That is, if Kurama hadn’t tucked said sword away for the evening.

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⊰ 🌹 ⊱ “It wouldn’t be the first time~,” came his response in a teasing coo, though just what he was referring to was left to the imagination of a very under creative and over-reactive koorime. A lean, only somewhat larger hand slid over Hiei’s and carefully the lock of scarlet was pried loose. Kurama left his immediate person with but a playful smirk and moved towards the kitchen. “Would you like tea or cocoa?” he called back, the water already heated and waiting on the stove.

Hiei rubbed his eyes, his appearance matching that of his height. It was the first time in a few weeks that the man had graced his lover with his presence. Thus far, the only thing Hiei had accomplished was falling dead asleep on said lover’s couch. "Cocoa, of course." The man quickly glanced around, lazily scratching the wards on his arm, "Is Kuronue still here?"

-Grabs him and pulls him over, nuzzling the spikey haired youkai.; Who's my little fire sprite? Who's my little fire sprite?~

"God damn it! Get off me, bloodsucker!"

>swats at his hand

With a huff, the smaller man gently knocked his hand away. At least he had calmed down a bit, “Is that Coven of yours still around?”

He only smirked, putting his hand to his side again and shrugged. “Nah, it’s pretty much myself at the moment after the incident. Not sure if I see it worthy to create new members.”

"You'll keep certain parties off your tail if you avoid doing so," The koorime smirked, "Yet knowing you, you'll get bored just watching humans eventually."

He snuck up behind the koorime sleeping on his couch, a silent but amused chuckle masked by a pretty hand. He loomed but a moment before leaning in and licking the very tip of his earlobe.

With a start the man woke, his first instinct to go for his sword, which (un)fortunately was safely tucked away out of reach. It took Hiei but a split second to realize whom his supposed attacker was, and decided on a different countermeasure.

Hiei’s bandaged hand grasped a dangling forelock, tugging on it firmly, a silent warning. “…Whaddya want…?” He murmured groggily.

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The now forcibly looming kitsune smiled rather prettily down at his friend, the perfect image of innocence. “You were snoring,” he fibbed. There had been no prevocation to his actions, only wicked fox’s desire to play the coy creature in the face of a blatant attempt to tease a sleeping bear.

The typical scowl spread across the koorime's face, Hiei finally coming into some semblance of consciousness. "You should pick a different manner of waking me. I could have run you through with my sword." That is, if Kurama hadn't tucked said sword away for the evening.

He snuck up behind the koorime sleeping on his couch, a silent but amused chuckle masked by a pretty hand. He loomed but a moment before leaning in and licking the very tip of his earlobe.

With a start the man woke, his first instinct to go for his sword, which (un)fortunately was safely tucked away out of reach. It took Hiei but a split second to realize whom his supposed attacker was, and decided on a different countermeasure.

Hiei's bandaged hand grasped a dangling forelock, tugging on it firmly, a silent warning. "...Whaddya want...?" He murmured groggily.

-Grabs him and pulls him over, nuzzling the spikey haired youkai.; Who's my little fire sprite? Who's my little fire sprite?~

"God damn it! Get off me, bloodsucker!"

>swats at his hand

He leaned towards the other, winking. “Well, I’m here to visit. That’s a perfectly good reason.”

Hiei snort, crossing his arms, “Right, well, if you need to hide a body, count me out. I’m on parole.”

"I don’t need to hide bodies, little fire sprite." It was the truth, he can just burn them all to ashes and anyone won’t notice. He ruffled the demon’s hair. "Loosen up.~"

With a huff, the smaller man gently knocked his hand away. At least he had calmed down a bit, "Is that Coven of yours still around?"

kxronue

My gaze was still on my companion as he spoke. “It can be a bit hard, I can tell you that, but it’s worth it. However, you need to realize a couple things first before you can take the next step.” After hearing all those words, I could only deduce one thing. “I take it you’ve had no romantic experiences with anyone else besides the fox, am I right?” My voice coming out in a soft tone, showing I was legitimately asking out of mere curiousity and not intending any kind of offense. I wasn’t up for starting a fight just right then and there. We still needed to get to know each other more so we could get along and save Kurama endless headaches in the future.

If it were any other person, or if he were any less sober, Hiei would have taken his words as insult. Yet Kuronue was attempting to help, not hinder, and even his booze-addled mind knew not to turn such aid away. The answer, however, was none the less sobering.

"I didn't have anyone before Kurama." Hiei muttered, wondering just how much alcohol he had consumed, and if he should consider stopping or drinking more. "Not a lover, a friend, or even anyone to call an ally." Alone, that's the way he always was, and how he preferred to be... Until Kurama, then Yusuke and the others. "Naturally, the concept of love and intimacy is still foreign to me... and yet..."

#batdemonkuronue

-Grabs him and pulls him over, nuzzling the spikey haired youkai.; Who's my little fire sprite? Who's my little fire sprite?~

"God damn it! Get off me, bloodsucker!"

>swats at his hand

He leaned towards the other, winking. “Well, I’m here to visit. That’s a perfectly good reason.”

Hiei snort, crossing his arms, "Right, well, if you need to hide a body, count me out. I'm on parole."

-Grabs him and pulls him over, nuzzling the spikey haired youkai.; Who's my little fire sprite? Who's my little fire sprite?~

"God damn it! Get off me, bloodsucker!"

>swats at his hand

"What? I can’t travel around, meet up with acquaintances?"

"You never go anywhere just to visit, Zelman." Was that a pout? That may have been a pout.

-Grabs him and pulls him over, nuzzling the spikey haired youkai.; Who's my little fire sprite? Who's my little fire sprite?~

"God damn it! Get off me, bloodsucker!"

>swats at his hand

Grabs his ankle before casually shoving it to the side. "Oh come on. Little sprite can’t take a joke?"

>stumbles before catching his footing

"Will you quit screwing around?! What do you want?"

rwby-sisters-moved

Listen.

Sometimes I don’t want to rp.

Sometimes I only want to rp selectively because a certain thread intrigues me at a time.

It’s not me being a bitch.

It’s me being the average human that has interests and moods.

Fine again. You TINY ITTY BITTY bug you <3

>passes out from using the dragon, but not before uttering a vague slew of Makaiin curses towards the anon.

#Anonymous

Fine. You ADORABLE bug you <3

#nope #Anonymous

You cute little bug you <3

"NOT CUTE!"

#Anonymous

keikoyukimuraslap

"Meeting your mother changed my life."

"… H-How exactly?" Keiko shifted uncomfortably. Hiei had never been interested in her or her family. "Did she feed you her famous curry? Because that’s pretty life changing if I do say so myself."

keikoyukimuraslap

"… Why am I not surprised." The image of Hiei roasting squirrels while waiting for his mate to return crossed her mind. "I mean… You’re always welcome to come by and have a meal if he isn’t home. I work during lunch, usually, but if you let my mom or dad know, I can always come down and give you some good old Yukimura hospitality!"