Yomi stirred lazily in his futon. He shuddered when he felt fingers squeezing his naked shoulder. He knew who it was even before opening his eyes. After all, who else would wake him up in the middle of the night?

"Kuronue... What do you want?" Yomi asked, as he rolled to his side and faced the bat-winged demon, with sleepy eyes and a yawn.

Kuronue showed an impish smile. He was wearing his black trousers only, and his beautiful waist-length hair cascaded freely over his shoulders and back. Yomi could not help looking at his beautiful naked chest; Kuronue was as well-proportioned as Kurama.

Kuronue winked his eye; he called called Yomi with a slow gesture.

"I've got you a present. Come with me..."

There was no kind of protest that would prove effective against Kuronue. Yomi had learned pretty well how insistent and persuasive that nutcase could be; not to mention the originality of his love-games...

Yomi left the futon and got on his feet, giving his back to Kuronue while he dressed his trousers and got into his boots.

"It's a surprise you're gonna love. We're going to celebrate your promotion!"

When Yomi finished fitting himself, Kuronue reached out for him, holding his hand. His fingers circled Yomi's hand with a sweet but possessive touch. Insistently, Kuronue pulled Yomi along, making sure he had no means to avoid his invitation.

"I don't wanna go elsewhere, Kuronue. I know what you want. Why don't we play in here, like every other day?"

"The gift I want to give you is not here." The long-haired demon looked at Yomi over his shoulder then. "You talk too much. Relax, Yomi... I promise you're gonna love it."

Kuronue brought Yomi down the corridors, taking him out of the small forth.

Yomi allowed himself be guided along dim-litted ward by Kuronue expert night-sight. However, his curiosity gave way to apprehension as he realized they were heading the cliff-dwelling area. His eyes widened, and he started to shiver, nervous to imagine he might be taken to Kurama.

"Kuronue! Are you mad? Where are we..."

The winged demon would just smile mischievously, while squeezing Yomi's hand, in an inciting caress.

"Shush! I know what I'm doing, hornie..."

In terror, discouraged to protest further, Yomi was taken into the torch-lit main cave. There, in the quiet, moisty coldness, he was guided softly by Kuronue. Yomi felt he could die when he perceived there was no mistake - they were actually heading towards Youko Kurama's den.

"Don't make a sound. And try to cloak your you-ki. Let's see how long we can fool his perception."

The recommendation seemed senseless till Yomi stood by the natural rocky arch marking the den's entrance. He froze, and his nervousness was so intense he felt sick for a moment. Yomi blinked, and rubbed his eyes with his free hand. He gulped, and then faced Kuronue. That batty guy's play had gone too far that time...

Kuronue had to insist that Yomi crossed the entrance, stepping into the large cave. He dragged Yomi in, always smiling, amused by the horned demon's stupefaction.

Yomi's eyes grew wider. He could not believe it.

Kurama was naked; totally naked. He was laid on his back, on quilts spread on the raw floor, right at the middle of the cave. His beautiful hair was spread on the floor around his head and shoulders like a silvery halo. His gorgeous torso raised and fell slowly with the rhythm of his respiration. His knees were spread and slightly bent, and his fox tail bumped against the ground softly.

It was then Yomi noticed two things which raised both his nervousness and his excitement.

Firstly; Kurama had a blindfold around his eyes.

Yomi's hands searched for Kuronue. He clinged to him, with astounded eyes. Nevertheless, Yomi also showed a smile full of gratitude and delight.

Yomi was so excited, so surprised, that his thighs and his knees trembled. He leaned himself onto Kuronue, who smiled back, pleased to see his reaction.

"Why? Kuronue, how could you?" Yomi murmured in his friend's ear.

The youkai's smile widened. His hand patted Yomi's head, and then his fingers slid down his beautiful black hair, in a tender caress.

"Go get your prize, Yomi. Let me watch your happiness." Kuronue whispered back, speaking in, and kissing Yomi's pointed ear at the same time.

The second thing Yomi noticed is that Kurama was tied down to the floor.

He could never imagine the day he would have Kurama before him in such fashion. It was really a gift of love...

He caressed Kuronue's face. It was a gesture full of affection.

Kuronue's smile grew wider yet. He closed his eyes for a moment, to enjoy better the soft tuch of Yomi's fingers along his face. He said nothing. He had to push Yomi forward, gently, to make him advance towards the defenseless youko.

Yomi looked at that gorgeous, passionate scene. There was an iron stake, like a nail, hammered into the rocky floor above Kurama's head. His arms were pulled up, and his wrists vigorously tied around the spike. It was then Yomi realized one of the possible uses for the black straps Kuronue used around his arms; they were  binding Kurama's wrists to the pole in sucessive rounds and knots, so tight that they left marks on the youko's pale, delicate skin.

Sensing someone approaching, the youko licked his own lips, sexily. He slowly squirmed against the quilts, twisting his hips, making his thighs part wider.

"Kuronue... Come here... Finish this up, please..."

Yomi's face flushed with a powerful misture of embarrassment and pleasure. The youko begged so amorously... His husky voice and the way he moved, swaying his body against the ground, excited Yomi to the peak. The beautiful sight of the youko's big, beautiful sex lying across his groin, and his spread thighs reveling his pale, glorious butt and the deep cleft in between was a most desirable vision.

Yomi noticed Kuronue walk closer, and stand next to the bound youko.

"I'm here, Kurama. I'm gonna do it different this time, but I know you're gonna enjoy it..."

The youko smiled. The blindfold covered his face almost completely, but his smile brightened it all up. Yomi smiled too, and followed on. He noticed Kuronue was undressing himself, tossing trousers and boots away. Yomi did the same, slowly, not to make a single sound which might alert the silver fox.

When he finish stripping his trousers and boots, and looked around. The cave was quiet, almost ghostly. Yomi realized the intensity of his erection then; he had never before felt such lust and ardour. It was the fact of his nakedness, Kuronue's excitement and Kurama's sexy vulnerability before them that made that moment so special. He felt much more aroused than ever.

Kurama twisted and tossed harder against the quilts. He tried to free his wrists, but only caused red lashes to show on his pale skin.

It was beautiful to see Kurama's powerful figure vanquished like that...

Kuronue pushed Yomi further on. Again, the winged youkai approached his mouth to Yomi's ear.

"Go get that youko, Yomi! I wanna see you on top."

A sudden fit of arousal made Yomi's whole body tremble. He crossed the remaining distance, and softly kneeled between Kurama's thighs. He extended his hand to touch the beautiful body. He noticed his own fingers trembled madly, as he reached out to stroke that demon's beautiful, perfect chest.

His fingers pinched the hard nipple, rubbing the sensitive tip...

"Yes, Kuro... Come..."

The youko lifted his legs to wrap them around Yomi's waist, but they were held down. Yomi panicked for a moment; he had no wings, maybe then Kurama would notice he was not his usual lover too soon.

Yomi shoved Kurama's legs down, and leaned completely onto the youko, sliding down to kiss his delicious mouth.

Kurama groaned and swayed his body under Yomi's in an inciting movement. Their bodies locked in a perfect contact. Yomi had to control himself not to come right then, when he sensed the youko's huge manhood be rubbed along his own erection, and their balls graze, in a flowing, delicate touch.

Yomi breathed deeper, to be filled with that demon's delicious perfume of wilderness, sex and sweetness. His hands moved along Kurama's body, with hunger and desire. He squeezed the soft sides of his waist, then made his fingers tap a caressing way to his chest and  his immobilized arms. His lips roamed all over his face, even kissing his eyes over the black blindfold.

Kurama squirmed. He tried to set himself free for a moment.

"Kuronue! How can you come to me this way? You smell like that horned idiot! Why didn't you clean yourself ?"

Yomi pulled himself backwards, shocked. He looked at Kuronue over his shoulder, begging for intervention...

Kuronue covered his mouth with one hand not to laugh aloud. He stepped closer immediately, crouching next to Yomi. He even circled Yomi's shoulders with one arm, and tried to be as near him as he could before speaking.

"It is all part of the game, so shut up!"

Kurama mumbled an ill-humored curse in between his teeth. But he kept himself still. When Yomi bent over him to kiss his slender, and perfectly chiseled chest, he showed no further protests.

Again, in a reflex, the youko raised his knees, and his hips, to offer himself to penetration. He wriggled his body against the erection which nudged his lower abdomen, and moaned very softly against Yomi's pointed ear; ears very similar to Kuronue's, what made it difficult for the youko to perceive the fake yet...

"Get into me, Kuro..."

Yomi did not do it yet. He was so enthralled, in such an awe... He felt he had so much to kiss and caress yet before making his body and the youko's be one...

"Don't rush it, youko. I want to play with this gorgeous body of yours..." Kuronue added, as if reading Yomi's mind. "Open up. Show me your hole..."

Kurama did what he was told. Yomi moved a little backwards, and Kurama pulled his knees up and apart all the way, showing the twinking, tiny orifice in between his luscious buttocks. His erection pointed up, huge and gorgeous, like a pulsating monument to lust.

Yomi felt so entranced with the view, that it was necessary that Kuronue guided him, orientating his hands and his will, showing him all he could do to the youko. With pleasure, Kuronue made Yomi's left hand close around the youko's huge, pulsating erection. Kurama reacted at once, letting out a pleased moaning sound as he was manipulated. Yomi closed his eyes while he started to pump that fabulous hard flesh, and his own sex pounded and twitched in spasms of  ecstasy as his hand moved up and down along the youko's smooth, hot prick.

It was too good... Kuronue, very calmly, very carefully, not to be noticed by Kurama, moved Yomi's right hand down, towards the youko's crevice, to fondle his pulsating hole.

"Touch him; stick your fingers up his ass... He loves it..."

Kuronue's whisper served to increase the ravenous excitement which pounded in Yomi's whole body. He looked down, enjoying the beauty of Kurama's sex and his most intimate parts, and rubbed one finger on the pinkish pucker of flesh.

"Yes... Right there..." Kurama moaned, begging, as his tail wriggled against Yomi's arm, brushing it delicately. The youko writhed against the quilts, showing how much he wanted more of that shy but extremely arousing touch. His orifice twitched in response, when Yomi delicately stuck two fingers up, in a very slow, but firm penetration.

The  youko clenched his butt firmly around the piercing touch, and growled with pleasure. He tried to fight the knots, but the straps around his wrists and the spike did not lose a single milimeter. He swayed his hips in the same rhythm as Yomi's hand pumped his erection, making the fingers up his ass slide in and out in a ecstatic sucession. 

Noticing a caressing hand slide down his back, Yomi felt encouraged to tease the youko further. He moved his fingers up into the tight hole, reaching deeper, grazing their way up to the small, smooth bump inside. He touched it, stroked it, pressed his fingers against it...

The youko cried out, stricken by a sudden, uncontrolable elation.

Yomi insisted. He nugded the small lump with a steady, forceful touch, letting go, and then pressing again, as he squeezed Kurama's cock with his fingers, clasping so tight to that hard, pounding flesh, that the youko gave out a soft "ouch" of pain.

But Kurama did not ask him to stop, much on the contrary.

The fox swayed and wriggled his hips around those pumping fingers, while Yomi kissed his legs, and slid his face along his slender parted thighs. Yomi sucked and kissed the warm youko's thigh, and panted very softy, pressured by his own arousal. He could feel his heat growing, pounding in his lower abdomen, filling his hard cock with a titillating, growing urge to come...

Then, instead of merely pumping it, Yomi went down on Kurama's delicious hard prick. He swallowed it hungrily, making it fill his mouth and throat till he could take no more, still working his fingers in a strong probing move into the youko's butt, opening way, preparing him to be fucked.

"Ah... Ah.. Kuro... Please, don't tease..."

Kuronue said nothing. He was starry-eyed, observing the scene before him with a satisfied, sweet smile. But soon he shifted closer, and looked down, filled with delight, to the beautiful sight as Yomi's fingers slipped in and out of that pretty, pinkish hole. The youko was so excited his thighs trembled, and his breath was short and urgent. He tried to pull himself free but the straps resisted, and his arms revealed all its beautiful strained muscles. Tension pulsated in his arms; cords and veins were displayed under his skin, indicating his mute effort to set himself free. His chest was tight, clenched in a spasm, as his respiration grew more and more difficult. His tail bumped against Yomi's chest, as the horned demon bent over him, getting his whole erection inside his mouth and sucking it ravenously.

Kurama was almost coming. Yomi was too good with his mouth, the youko could not resist much longer. Kuronue caressed his own abdomen, and his hands reached down. He closed his fingers around his erection, sensing the pre cum moistening it. He was enjoying too much seeing Yomi in action.

Kuronue moved closer to Yomi, and leaned his whole body on his back. He caressed the other demon's thighs with one rubbing knee, and wrapped his waist with two eager arms.

Yomi froze. He needed a moment to adjust himself to the new sensation, as he felt Kuronue's prick nudge his entrance. A shiver ran along his whole body when he realized the total scope of Kuronue's plans.

That crazy youkai... He wanted the three of them to be make love... Together...

But he did neither he stopped sucking the youko, nor he shunned Kuronue away. Instead, Yomi pressed his butt onto Kuronue's body, and moved his rear in a slow, dance against the winged demon's sex, caressing its length with his own hot crevice, up and down, up and down while still blowing and fingering the youko.

Yomi parted his thighs, in a receptive reflex, when one of Kuronue's hand closed around his cock. The pressing touch aroung the tip of his hard penis almost made him give out a moan. Kuronue fondled his shaft, and Yomi needed a true effort to resist... However it was Kurama that groaned, in a protest, when the caresses he was offered were held back.

"No, don't stop... I'm almost coming..."

Kuronue reached for Yomi's ear. He licked his face, and kissed his mouth. Then, he spoke softly into his ear.

"He's ready for you, Yomi... Go! Fuck that ass!"

Then, Kuronue helped Yomi position himself right in between the youko's parted knees. He made Yomi hold the fox's tail while his hands closed around Kurama's hips. He explained it right into his ear; when the youko got very excited  he wriggled his tail like crazy, and it tickled... It was Kuronue's hand that rubbed Yomi's erection against the tender area between the youko's  buttocks. The tip rested right between the crease, against the twinking orifice, and Kurama smiled when he felt the smooth flesh touch him there.

"Yes... Ram it in, Kuro..."

Kuronue tilted his head towards Kurama, indicating Yomi to proceed. The youkai kept a soft smile, entranced with the sensation as he made his erection enter the youko's body. He pushed it in, very slowly, afraid he might hurt his beautiful leader with his penetration, but too excited to avoid it at this point. He leaned back onto Kurama's abdomen, delighted to feel his pulsating shaft against his stomach, and his thighs rubbing the sides of his waist and hips. Then he forced his sex into Kurama, trying to reach his lips with a kiss.

Kurama smiled. He heaved a sigh of contentment right into Yomi's mouth as the youkai bent over him for a hunger kiss. Their lips pressed together, and their tongues met in a slow, long kiss.

Yomi shoved his erection deeper into Kurama. There was a slight resistence, but he pulled himself back, and then pushed in again, in a slow but steady rhythm, till he finally broke the ring's tension and his cock slipped in, all the way into the youko...

Kuronue's hands caressed Yomi's back at this very moment. Yomi felt Kuronue's soft black hair fall on him, covering his back and shoulders while he embraced him from behind. He supported himself on his arms, and lifted his body a little, to let Kuronue see his shaft buried halfway into the youko's ass. Both Kuronue and Yomi smiled then, in silence, delighted with that beautiful moment of flesh penetrating flesh.

Yomi started to move, forcing his sex up and into the youko, slowly but all the way, always giving room enough for Kuronue to see it his shaft slip in and out, and his balls bump Kurama's parted buttocks, in a continuous attack of love and lust.

Kurama moaned and groaned and squirmed, panting hard. His own huge shaft twitched against his abdomen, and Kurama struggled against the knots, eager to set himself free and give himself release. He shook his head to one side and the other and arched his back, driven by the intense ecstasy. He trembled, and the muscles drawn on his abdomen, chest and arms became tense, palpitating as the heat grew inside him.

"Harder, Kuro! Fuck me harder!"

Yomi obbeyed. He shoved his body against Kurama's parted rear harder, encouraged by soft hands which stroked his back and his rear. He was very aware of Kuronue's excitement; the winged demon had crouched right  behind him, and his body followed the rhythm of Yomi's thrusts, pressing his sex against his buttocks.

He grazed his mouth on Yomi's ear once more.

"I love you, Yomi... I just wanna make you happy... We're gonna be together; the three of us..."

Yomi smiled, still thrusting harder and faster against  the youko. The fox's tight, hot body was delicious; it was all he dreamed of... And Kuronue's sweet clinch around him was so affectionate... Being in the middle, enveloped by both Kurama and Kuronue was like being embraced by lust and love, kindness and fierceness, ice and fire, all at the same time.

Yomi's hand moved down, and he hungrily grasped the youko's erection in his fingers. He was reaching his limit, and he wanted to come together with Kurama.

The youko roared. Kurama twisted his hips, and pushed himself against the pumping hand which stroked his sex, moaning he was coming...

Yomi parted his lips, and breathed in hevily, almost moaning aloud. He thrusted his body deeper into Kurama, clinching vigorously to his waist.  It was at this very moment that Kuronue got on his feet. He stood before Yomi and over Kurama, parting his knees, not to let Kurama perceive the ankles grazing his sides. He held his own throbbing, hard prick in his hand, bucking it against Yomi's face, making it slip into his open, groaning mouth.

Yomi smiled around that big shaft which entered his mouth. He kissed and sucked it, loving the taste, adoring that crazy, lascivous atmosphere of pure sex that surrounded the three of them.

Kuronue looked down. First he looked over his shoulder to Kurama's face, deligthed to behold his beautiful, rosy lips utter a long moaning sound of ecstasy. Then he looked down at the erotic sight of Yomi's shaft stuck to the top into Kurama's beautiful ass.

Kuronue could not hold... He roared aloud, entranced. It was all too arousing, too beautiful, too tasty, too much...

"Yes.. Kurama. I'm coming too... " Kuronue growled, softly, while he shoved his cock harder in and out of Yomi's lips.

Yomi loved the smooth, hot sensation filling his mouth. He loved to have that long, thick velvet-like flesh pushed into his throat that way, gagging him so passionately. He forced himself more vigorously into Kurama, holding tighter to him. When he heard the youko's orgasmic groan, Yomi felt a spasm start right at the base of his shaft and fill his whole body, like an intense shock

Yomi came too...

He wanted to groan and cry out Kurama's name in a blissful call, but a sudden hot gush flooded his mouth, dazzling his senses with its manly perfume and hot flavor. It was Kuronue who growled. In the intense fever of climax, he held Yomi's head, and pressed his cock all the way into his lips, filling his mouth with cum.

"I love you..." Kuronue spoke.

The demon with wings could not see the smile which appeared on Kurama's lips; the youko heard it, and imagined the words to be adressed to him. Blindfolded, he could not realize the truth as Kuronue gently held Yomi's head, and brought his face up, bending over him to kiss his creamy, semen coated lips...

Yomi shuddered, slowly moving back. His shaft left Kurama, while he leaned deeper into the sexy kiss Kuronue gave him. He caressed Kurama's thigh with one hand in a slow stroke up and down, while the other he brought up to cup very tenderly Kuronue's face. Their tongues moved together, one around the other for a long time as they pressed their mouths. Kuronue's lips showed a soft smile when they hesitantly parted the kiss.

"Kuro... Kiss me... Come here..."

Yomi smiled too as he heard the husky, lustful request. This time, Yomi did not need Kuronue's encouragement. By his own initiative, he cuddled to Kurama, holding him lovingly, and moving closer for a wide, deep kiss, while their thighs and abdomens rubbed together deliciously.

While he kissed Kurama, while he felt his mouth be filled with the youko's spicy wet kiss, Yomi noticed one hand stroke his rear, affectionately caressing his buttocks, and then moving up along his back, drawing soft circles with the tip of one finger along his shoulderblades, and then slipping downwards again along the ridge to his crevice.

It tickled... Yomi chuckled in between the kiss... Immediately, the youko withdrew his lips, and shifted position, using one knee to shove whoever was on top of him off his body.

It was not Kuronue.

Damn! What kind of sick play was that?
 
Kurama raised one knee, and made his calf run along the back of the youkai who was lying on his chest. In a reflex, when he found no wings sticking out of that muscled back, he pullled the ties around his arms tighter, and started to cry Kuronue's name, twisting and tossing on the floor.

"Let me go! Get off me, whoever you are, you sicko! You are not Kuronue!" Kurama twisted and squirmed, and cursed, and kicked, but just the angry complaint was enough to make Yomi retreat and sit up "Kuronue! I know you're here! I can sense you! What the hell is going on?"

Yomi panicked. He jumped back, shifting away from the youko. For a moment, he regretted taking part in that play; he had not realized that what brought both him and Kuronue great satisfaction, was not fair to Kurama at all. He was about to say something, perhaps excuse himself, explain it all, but Kuronue did not allow him to. He took the lead, retorting first.

"Kurama! C'mon! You're coming on us like a ton of bricks! I know you enjoyed it."

The youko protested more. He shook the huge nail with such energy he almost yanked the whole piece off the ground. His wrists started to bleed, with the strength he used to try to free himself.

"Hush, foxie... Your Kuro is gonna untie you; There's no need to hurt yourself like that."

The long-haired demon got on his feet calmly, crouching down to start disentangling the straps around Kurama's wrists. The youko seemed tense. Yet he kept his composure, acting with his usual coldness. It was just the rigid line of his jaw that indicated his outrage.

Yomi decided it was better to move backwards a little more, and aprehensively he observed Kuronue finish untying Kurama. He held his breath, nervous with the outcome of that insane situation. He dared not move; he dared not saying anything. However, he could not deviate his eyes from the beautiful vision as Kurama sat up, with a dancer's grace, and breathed in, very deeply, before reaching the blindfold. He pulled it off his eyes with an abrupt gesture.

The youko froze. He glared at the black-haired, naked demon with horns sitting on the ground at arm's length from him. He felt so indignant he hufffed, and started to gnash his teeth, growling harshly. He clasped his hands, and his long nails seemed much more menacing. He clenched one fist then, with all his might, as he murmured an angered curse in between the teeth.

Kuronue reached for the youko. He tried to circle the youko's shoulders with one kind, caressing arm, but Kurama rudely shoved Kuronue off. He would look neither at his lover, nor at Yomi. Kurama just looked down, below his navel. He could not believe it had happened...

To be sure, the youko reached down to touch his own body, parting his thighs enough to slip his fingers in and touch the moisture in his crevice. Then, he took his fingers to his nose, and smelled it.

He looked at Yomi then. It was a direct, wicked, murderous black look.

It was Yomi's cum. There was no doubt...

"You took advantage of me! You pratically raped me!"

Kuronue interrupted the dangerous scene with a loud burst of laughter.

Yomi and Kurama turned to the winged demon, both of them surprised with his sudden, almost hysterical guffaw. He fell to the floor, holding to his own belly, and he laughed and giggled so much that tears came to his eyes.

"Rape? Kurama! You're exagerating! Rape?" Then Kuronue would laugh more, and then add, with his voice hoarse and loud for the intense emotion. "You were given as good as you got, Kurama! You enjoyed fucking Yomi; I just decided it was time for him to repay you the favor..."

Kurama did not react. He just stared at Yomi, deeply, and then stood up, looking down his nose at that deplorable horned fellow.

"You're such a loser you needed Kuronue's help to do a one youkai's job. Anyway,  I'm gonna kill you for your insolence." Kurama turned to Kuronue, pointing an accusating finger at him. "And you owe it to me. I shall decide your punishement later."

Kuronue smiled back so tenderly that he gave the impression he would love to be punished... He approached Kurama then, not yet daring to touch him, knowing the fox was still nervous. However Kuronue kept close to him, always offering him an affectionate stare.

"I'm gonna cut your nuts off, Yomi! Then I'm gonna peel your dirty pitiful prick like a banana! I'm gonna summon a giant cactus and make it grow up through your ass!" Kurama growled, as he stepped forward, to stand beforet a fearful, trembling Yomi. 
 
Yomi gave one step behind, Then another, trembling as he saw the youko move on to him, with wild, infuriated eyes. He relaxed only when Kuronue held the youko by one arm, detaining his fury for a moment.

Yomi wanted to sneak out of there, but Kurama and Kuronue were between he and the cave's exit.

He joined his hands before him, and bowed his head before the youko.

"I'm sorry, chief Kurama. Forgive me for such abuse. You were too gorgeous, I could not resist..."

Kurama roared. It was an angered, bestial sound. He was about to jump on Yomi, with his clasped fingers, and sharp nails ready to attack, but Kuronue stopped him right on time, hurrying to embrace the youko, fiercely, but with a lover's sweetness.

"No! No, Kurama! It was my idea! It is all my fault!"

Then, in an unexpected advance, Kuronue leaned onto the youko for a hungry, fierce kiss. Their lips pressed together tightly, and neither one could breathe or move while they cuddled ardently one to the other. Their lips and tongues met in a wet, hot exchange of passion. Kuronue's hands moved down along Kurama's back to grab his buttocks firmly, and the youko did the same, squeezing the pale, muscled behind of his winged lover, as their hips were smothered together in a twisting, sexy sway. Kurama's tail waved behind him in a slow undulation, indicating he was calming down. The youko moaned, drawing closer to his lover, caressing his thigh with one insistent knee which was rubbed up in between his legs.
 
Then, all of a sudden, Kurama pushed Kuronue away from him. He was excited, but he resisted somehow. He placed one hand timidly before his intumescent sex, while keeping Kuronue a little away from him with the other.

"No... Not here, not now..."

"Why?"

The youko indicated Yomi with a tilt of his head.

Kuroue smiled. He looked down at Yomi then. He had quietly sat on the ground, and observed them with an entranced expression and eyes that twinkled with joy. Yomi was getting a hard on too. It was useless to hide his beautiful, thick prick which stood up in between his glossy black pubic hair.

Kuronue refused to be kept away. He approached Kurama again, and placed a mischievous caress on his abdomen, reaching down to fondle his smooth hardening cock.

"Yomi likes to watch, and I like to be watched; I get very hot with it." Then, as to prove it, Kuronue made Kurama touch his shaft. He was very excited aso; the three of them were. "We've got a boner; all of us. Don't you think we can reach an agreement which can be satisfactory for the three of us instead of fighting about it like a bunch of idiots?"
 
Kurama resisted the idea. He shook his head vigorously, while offering Yomi an unfriendly glimpse. The youkai was sitting there, cross-legged, expectant and enthusiastic, watching everyting that was going between him and Kuronue with a thrilled expression.

That pervert!

"I'm not into group sex, Kuronue. You know that!"

Kuronue kept on smiling. He seemed not to mind playing with Fire; or else, playing with an ill-humored Youko, that was about the same...

"It's not a group! You're over reacting... It's just a threesome!"

"No! I don't want it!" Kurama exclaimed. Then he gently pushed Kuronue away from him, and turned his back on him. Then he headed to the bed on the farthest corner of the cave, tense and  inflexible. As far as he concerned, the night was over.

But the youko mused, as he looked at Kuronue, and Yomi, the latter still sitting on the ground a few steps away. He knew they would meet and have as much sex together as they could as soon as he closed his eyes to sleep.

He hated being cuckolded; seldom was there a lover in his life who dared to pay him an eye for an eye, a horn for a horn...

Shit!

Kurama laid down on the pillows and cushions. He reached out for one sheet, covering himself, and kept on staring that pathetic horned demon. It was incredible, but that jerk had achieved everything he wanted, with no effort at all... He had joined the band, influenced his youkai, atracted Kuronue to be his part-time lover, managed to become third in command in less than one year... And now he wanted to become his lover! What a greedy, ambitious guy! What else might be in his megalomaniac plans? Become King of the Makai?

Hn! Yomi was definitively an itch he could not scratch.

The youko embraced his own chest, huddling around a pillow. Kuronue knew the youko always did everything Kuronue asked of him. But bringing Yomi into their intimacy was a little too much.

"Don't be such a kill-joy, Kurama. I want to keep my affair with Yomi, and you don't want to lose me. So, don't you think we can live happier if we stick together?"

The youko gave no answer. He said nothing, and did not move a muscle. Anyway, Kuronue insisted, in his own peculiar way of cajoling and twisting the youko's will. With a smile, he walked to the bed, and slipped into Kurama's arms, throwing the pillow away and taking its place against the youko's body.

"I like your company, youko; I won't leave you." Kuronue murmured, accomodating himself better in bed. Lying on his side, he shut his wings and tried to snuggle Kurama, reaching for a kiss. Nevertheless the youko's reaction was a very bad-tempered one. He gave his back to Kuronue showily, not saying anything.

Kuronue smiled. He took a glimpse at the middle of the hall. Yomi was still there, just watching, entranced and forward-looking. Yomi would not need to wait much longer; Kurama's mind about that whole situation would change soon....

The youkai with wings embraced Kurama from behind. Their naked bodies fit perfectly. One of his hands closed around the youko's waist, holding him tight and the other played with his silvery hair, fidgeting his furry ears and stroking the back of his neck. Kurama seemed to relax a little, because instead of fighting the hug, he leaned onto it, giving out a very soft moaning sound.

Kuronue rubbed his sex in a slow sway against Kurama's rear. His fluffy tail laid in between Kuronue's thighs, moving in a slow feather caress. The black-haired demon bucked his sex against Kurama's butt, and the fox groaned a low, pleased response. Then Kuronue rested his chin on the curve between his partner's neck and shoulder, and started to murmur him things...

Yomi leaned forward, with twitching ears. He tried to catch the murmurs exchanged between those arresting lovers, but could not. All he could perceive was the youko slowly shaking his head, refusing, denying, protesting. But little by little, Kuronue seemed to be breaking Kurama's resistence. Now, he could hear the sound of kisses, little smacking kisses which Kuronue gave Kurama, all over his neck and shoulders.

Kurama reached out for another pillow, pressing it against his lower-abdomen. Yomi knew why; his excitement must be undeniable by then...

He watched Kuronue move his hand down the youko's back and around his waist. His fingers slipped below, with a squeezing clasp, worming in between the pillow and the youko's body. Kurama reacted immediately, shuddering and groaning; he tried to steal himself from the touch, but Kuronue made their legs entangle in a lock, tightening the embrace.

Yomi crawled closer to the lover's bed, slowly, praying not to be noticed. Kurama's was too beautiful then... The way he arched his back in a spasm of ecstasy against Kuronue's body was one of the most arresting things Yomi had ever watched...

Kuronue insisted yet, murmuring tender words and kissing and slipping his tongue along the youko's neck at the same time. Being a little closer, Yomi heard it all. But then, Kuronue noticed him with the corner of an eye, and started whispering a little louder on purpose.

Yes... Kuronue was lovely... He knew how to please him... He knew everything...

"I don't want to leave you Kurama... Never... I'm your friend... I will always be your partner..."

Kurama groaned something.

"When I go to Yomi's bed he calls me Kurama all the time.. He loves you, not me; you don't need to be jealous..."

Kuronue kissed the youko's shoulder, and his mouth closed around the curve of muscle in an affectionate bite. Kurama quivered. The youkai made Kurama twist his torso, sliding his mouth towards one nipple in one fierce, sucking kiss.

Kurama shifted position slowly, lying on his back to give Kuronue better access to his chest. As he did it, his parted thighs revealed his huge erection, being stroked by Kuronue's pale hand.

Yomi trembled... He felt a shock start a the base of his penis; a butt clenching tremor of arousal affected him then. He felt the impulse to straddle Kurama's body and make  his big prick enter his ass...

Kuronue was about to kiss the youko's lips. But before that he insisted on further arguments. He whispered into the youko's mouth with a teasing smile and mischievous tone of voice.

"Yomi can be like a pet... He loves that, and I know you like to play the dominant part. I want to have you both... Please..."

Yomi felt so excited as he heard that he uttered a long, enthralled moaning sound. One hand closed firmly around his hard cock, and Yomi started to play with himself, keeping his delighted eyes fixed on the gorgeous lovers before him.

They kissed. Kurama abandoned himself in Kuronue's arms. The youko slipped completely into the embrace. Chest on chest, thigh rubbing thigh, erection pressing against erection, they held one to the other so firmly that it might hurt; however, they cared not about pain or discomfort because they were totally enraptured by passion.

Yomi started to pump his own erection while he ogled the demon's sexy kiss. But he froze after a moment, when he noticed one slender hand be extended towards him.

Yomi blinked as he observed slender fingers calling him on in a delicate, slow invitation. He did not dare to move on in. How could he intrude such a beautiful clinch? How could he disturb Kurama with his presence? How could he spoil his loving moments with Kuronue? He wished to take part, but...

Kuronue interrupted the kiss. He gazed intently at Yomi, while stroking the youko's face with the tip of his fingers. Kurama's pale face was tense. A slight frown altered his features.

"Can Yomi join us, Kurama? It will make me very happy..." The demon with wings smiled then, trying to break the ice. "I get too hot only at the thought of it. We can try lots of different variations..."

Kurama seemed thoughtful, as he observed Yomi. Many things passed through his mind in that short but significant moment. The youko imagined it could be a way to have Yomi under his eyes... Little by little, he could use his influence to try separating those two brunet demons... Yomi would be a useful sexual toy while the youko made  sure Kuronue remained by his side, instead of seeking for Yomi's quarters...

"C'mon, youko, you find Yomi attractive... You said you like his big ass..."

A smile altered Yomi's lips; now he knew at least there was something on him that Kurama appreciated...

Kurama gazed intensely at Yomi. It was an intimidating stare, as if Kurama were enphasizing with the strength of his eyes Yomi's lower position in the order of things.

He offered the horned demon a twisted smile.

"I think I can make use of an ass-kisser like you, Yomi..." The youko raised one finger then, adding a correction. "But it is only to make Kuronue happy; He is my partner, and I do it for him, not for you. You are not my lover, you are not Kuronue's lover; here you are nothing but a little smutty brownnoser. Do you agree?"

Kuronue was about to interfere. Kurama did not need to be so rude and bossy. However, as he looked down at Yomi, who was on his knees right before the bed, he had never see so much happiness in his face. Yomi was exultant.

He bowed his head deeply before them, keeping the most gratified smile on his lips.

"Chief  Kurama... Yes... You make me very happy... Serving you is all I ever wanted..."

Kuronue immediately kissed Kurama's lips, thankful of his tolerance. Their mouths pressed together in a wild kiss, and as Kurama held Kuronue in his arms, bringing him onto his chest and abdomen, Kuronue extended his hand in the air towards Yomi. When he noticed the warm contact of Yomi's fingers accept his invitation, Kuronue moaned softly around the kiss he gave Kurama.

Yes... It would be the most pleasing experience...

Yomi moved in between their bodies. One of his arms circled Kuronue's waist and he  rested his body against Kurama's side, rubbing his face delicately on his right breast.

The embrace was tightened, and to Yomi's pleased surprise there was no opposition from the youko. Yomi smiled, happy, when he noticed Kurama's hand stroke his back, drawing circles around his shoulder blades. Yomi moved his hand down into Kuronue's crevice, with fingers worming into the delicate pucker, caressing his entrance with insistence. He heard Kuronue call his name, and ask for more with an entranced sigh. Yomi rubbed it harder, while he circled Kurama's nipple with his mouth, and sucked it, slipping his tongue around the erect tip in a wild, fast circular movement.

The youko's response was to stick his nails into Yomi's skin, drawing delicious lashes up his back, scraping his long fingernails up his neck, and then into his hair. Yomi was seized by a tremor, and he stopped kissing the youko's delicious breast to utter a loud moaning sound. Kuronue had slipped his knee in between Yomi's knees, and rubbed his thigh up and down his testicles and butt, squeezing his nuts in a delicious caress, which was just on the threshold between pain and pleasure.

Yomi grabbed Kuronue's buttock, squeezing affectionalely that round mound of muscle. Then, his hand moved furtively into his crevice and Yomi pushed one finger into Kuronue's hole.

Kuronue tensed his whole body around the penetrating touch, delighted with the feel. He called Yomi's name, moaning it into Kurama's mouth. The youko responded kissing Kuronue deeper, devouring his lips, smothering his mouth with his wet, sliding tongue, exhausting Kuronue's breath with his ferocity.

Yomi looked up when he noticed Kurama's hand leave his body to clutch to the side of Kuronue's waist in a possessive hug; it was so stimulating to observe them offer pleasure one to the other...

Yomi dared to move his hand around Kurama's hips, to caress his beautiful butt. Meanwhile his finger still massaged Kuronue's ass, slipping in and out in a continuous push and pull to which the winged demon responded with shivers and groans of pleasure. Yomi turned his head, mindful not to let his horns hurt his chief, to close his mouth around Kuronue's nipple this time. He played with it, flipping his tongue in a nimble play against the hot, sensitive tip. Kuronue's wings twitched in a reflex.

The winged demon's slender but strong arms reached down, to cling to Yomi's shoulders. Kuronue parted the kiss for one instant to face the youko with a content, thankful smile. Then he drew Yomi closer with a long pull, making him slide along Kurama's side.

"I want to kiss both of you; I love you..." Kuronue murmured. He changed position slightly, to make Yomi lie along Kurama's side. Kuronue straddled Kurama's thighs, but closed one arm around Yomi's shoulder, bringing the three of them closer, close enought so that one might look right into the eyes of the other. "We can be very happy, the three of us... I know it..." Kuronue murmured, giving Yomi, and then Kurama, a butterfly kiss.

The youko's golden eyes stared deeply into Yomi's pinkish irises. The horned demon had an expression of purest passion frozen in his face and his smile. Kuronue winked one of his dark-blue eyes, and smiled also. Then, he playfully gave a slip of the tongue up Kurama's nose.

Yomi chuckled softly when he saw Kurama squint his eyes and scowl at Kuronue's attitude. It was then Kuronue placed a noisy smack on his smiling lips.

Then Kuronue made his hands cup their faces. He caressed Kurama's cheek, and Yomi's pointed ear at the same time. He brought their faces nearer, so near that their lips touched, and then...

Yomi, who was thrilled with the proximity, and with the youko's breath against his lips and his face, could not avoid kissing the youko's fabulous mouth. It was a slow, shy contact, which was pushed deeper as he realized Kurama did not react against his advance. Then, when his tongue entered the youko's delicious mouth, probing for his tongue, he felt another warm respiration against his ear. Delicate, tender lips grazed his cheek, and then a fierce, passionate mouth joined them, struggling to take part in that wet, arousing kiss, as their arms closed one around the other in such entanglement it was difficult to know where the caresses of one ended and where the strokes of the other started.

They kissed wildly for a long time. Their lips slid along their necks, their mouths nibbled their chins or the tip of their noses. Kurama started to lick Kuronue's face, and Yomi's lips in long, wide slips of his tongue, making both demons chuckle with the tickling feel. His broad hands fondled Kuronue's long hair, and stroked the sensitive area between Yomi's neck and shoulder at the same time.

The youko stopped their kissing then. He froze for a moment, with eyes closed and a tense face, as if trying to hold back his immense lust. It was visible in his shivering body, and in his panting breath that he was almost coming...

The youko's hand slipped below, in between their triple embrace. He touched his own throbbing erection, feeling its smooth and hot hardness. Then, he stroke Kuronue's equally big shaft for a moment, before clinging to Yomi's prick, and making his fingers hold and squeeze the big, gleaming head with insistence.

Kuronue was right. That love game had set them hot as never before...

Kurama faced Yomi. He glowered at him, knowing that horny guy loved to be mistreated and humiliated.

"Enough kissing." Kurama declared, holding Yomi by one ear and drawing him away from him and Kuronue. The youko indicated his own rear, with a tilt of his head. "Go do your job, you pathetic ass-licker!"
 
Yomi sat up apart from the demon pair. He acquiesced mildly, while he observed Kurama lie on his back, with wide parted knees. He made Kuronue stradle his hips, and they kissed again, with what seemed to be a never ending hunger. Yomi watched it all, with pleased eyes. Kurama's hands caressed Kuronue's thighs, and Kuronue held their erections, one to the other, squeezing their girth with his clutching fingers, as he sat across the youko's lap.

Yomi smiled when he saw their parted rears wide open before his eyes. Kuronue bent over to kiss Kurama's lips deeper. Kurama drew his knees, lifting his side a little to free his tail, and parted his thighs wider yet. Yomi felt a lump of emotion and excitement suffocate his throat for a moment. A fit of pain and ecstasy started all along his hard-rock penis, and his groin throbbed madly with the incoming surge of orgasm he tried to hold back.

The sight of Kurama's ass and Kuronue's beautiful rear disclosed to him at the same time was too much... Yomi hurried to do as Kurama ordered, clinging avidly to them. He circled Kuronue's waist with one arm and Kurama's bent knee with another and went down those two gorgeous asses, kissing their flesh in an enraptured trance.

Kuronue moaned aloud when Yomi flicked his tongue at his pretty rosy asshole. He opened his wings wide, and arched his back, breaking the kiss he exchanged with Kurama for moment. But Yomi slid his lips down along their flesh to kiss the youko's twinking ass, sticking his tongue a little inside that tight, warm hole, and it was the youko's turn to growl out his ecstatic feel.

"Suck that hole, Yomi...Yes... Fuck my ass with your tongue..." Kurama ordered.

"Yes, hornie... Eat my butt..." Kuronue begged, in a husky, sexy request.

Yomi smiled as he rubbed his cheeks and his kissing mouth up and down their buutcheeks. His hands moved down to help, and he squeezed the bums, parting the crevice wide as he went down on one or the other, in a fast succession of licks, kisses, and bites. Yomi was in ecstasy, delighted to feel his taste, smell and sight filled, overwhelmed by the warmth of their flesh. He ravenously ate them, sticking his tongue up their pulsating holes as far as it would go, enthralled as he heard their moaning and groaning sounds.

Kuronue, who was on top, started to swing his hips against Yomi's sucking mouth while rubbing his prick up and down Kurama's erection. It was then his body arched up, and he begged Yomi to stop; he could not take it... He was coming... he was...

Kurama told Yomi to stop. The youko shut his thighs together, and Yomi pulled himself back. His own erection was throbbing painfuly. He would love be given release, but he would not dare come before his chief... Kurama first; that is how things should be...

The youko patted Kuronue's butt and kissed his cheek; it was a calm, friendly, almost fraternal kiss. Then Kurama spoke in his ear that he should calm down, because the best part was still to come.

The youko tenderly held Kuronue in his arms. He made him slide off his lap to lie quietly by his side. He affectionaletly caressed his partner's glossy black hair, murmuring him to hold and wait till they came together.

Kuronue clung to the youko, leaning his face on his shoulder. He closed his eyes for a moment and breathed deeply. It was then that Yomi realized Kuronue was indeed a handsome demon; it was not a surprise Kurama loved him so much.

Yomi felt a tremor shake him, when he heard Kurama whisper to Kuronue, as he touched his lips with a smiling butterfly kiss.

"Let's screw him hard..."

Kuroune opened one eye as he heard the youko's words. He looked at Yomi while fondling his own erection. Yomi could not help noticing that Kuronue was so excited; that his cock was swollen and gleaming with precum, bigger than it ever were. Kurama, with a deliciously sadistic smile, made his own erection rub Kuronue's. Then he looked up at Yomi; both demons faced him, panting sweetly with the exhaustion excitement provoked in both of them.

"Do you want a prick up your ass, Yomi?

Yomi waved his head, in an obedient, and pleased agreement. He did not even realize it, but he licked his own lips, still enjoying Kurama and Kuronue's taste. He stared amorously at  those gorgeous, huge, thobbing pieces of manhood, eager to have his ass taken.

"Yes.. Please... Up to the top..." Yomi was so aroused that he swayed his hips back and forth, in a frenzy for urgent release. He was unable to calm down at that point; Being fucked up his ass was all he needed to make it all just perfect...

Kurama still showed a sexy, and yet devilish smile. He grabbed his huge, unbeliavable beautiful erection with one hand. Then, he reached behind into his silvery hair with the other, picking what seemed to be a seed. In a second, he summoned a slithering plant, which he crushed in his closing fist.

"This is just to show you I can be a merciful master, Yomi. You are going to thank me for this..."

Even Kuronue was curious. He held his own prick, slowy caressing his balls while he observed the youko reduce the plant into a mushed pulp, which he kept in his cupped hand.

Kurama sat up then, enough to reach Yomi's butt. He slipped his hand along his crevice, leaving it wet with that clear jam. Yomi shut his eyes tight when he felt the youko's hand touch him in such a way. Kuronue's eyes widened, and he moaned out, when he saw Yomi's big stiff cock twitch and let out a slow dribble of semen.

"Are you ready, Yomi?"

The youkai nodded, moving one leg around Kurama's body, to straddle him. Kurama held his own cock then, keeping it steady with glossy fingers, taking the chance to smear a little of the remaining pulp around the head and along the length.

"Here, Yomi... It's all yours..." The youko proposed, with his most sensual voice. And as he held his own erection with one hand, he caressed Kuronue's hand with the other. Two pairs of demon eyes, one golden, and another dark-blue, watched with glee as Yomi drew his body down unto Kurama, so excited that his knees and hands trembled, making it difficult for him to take position.

"I'm almost coming, chief.. I..."

"Shut up. You will come only when I tell you, and you shall thank me immediately after doing so!''

Yomi made an extreme effort not to disobey his master right then. He loved when Kurama acted in such a bossy way. His urge for release was so intense that he ground his teeth, and his whole body was seized by a spasm.

All the while, Kuronue could not take his eyes off Yomi. He leaned onto Kurama's chest to watch in detail the youko's shaft be pressed, slow and but smoothly into Yomi's butt. It entered the beautiful crevice in between those delicious buttocks in one long plunge, and for a moment, Yomi shuddered, showing a grimace of pain. But the youko insisted, dragging Yomi's body harder down against his lap. An entranced groan from Yomi was heard when his buttocks met Kurama's thighs. Yomi leaned forward then, swinging his hips slowly around Kurama's prick; It was all inside of him.

Kuronue looked bellow, following the movement of their bodies as they thrusted one against the other. His mouth searched for Kurama's and they exchanged another long kiss. Kurama, driven by the lust, panted around the kiss, groaning as Yomi mounted him and restlessly shoved his butt up and down his cock. Kuronue was ecstatic by that beautiful vision; he pressed his mouth on the curve of Kurama's shoulder, suppressing a cry of pleasure. Kuronue crawled around them to take position between Kurama's parted knees, and tenderly embrace Yomi from behind.

Yomi roared, loving the feel of Kuronue's hot shaft being rubbed up and down along his loins. He bent over, leaning his chest onto Kurama's, hiding his face against his shoulder, still pulling his butt up and down around Kurama's shaft, in a wide display before Kuronue's eyes.

Kuronue took one hand down below, to stroke the youko's beautiful shaft. Then, he brought his fingers up along Yomi's wet crevice. Then he closed his other hand around his own shaft, pumping it, willing to see his cream spurt all over Yomi's ass, and the big, pulsating cock that the youko stuck up him vigorously...

The slender, long-haired demon leaned along Yomi's back. He kissed Yomi's shoulderblades while rubbing his hot, throbbing manhood hard against his luscious butt. All the while Kuronue followed the same thrusting movements as the two lovers moved up and down together. Yomi rode Kurama frenetically, with all energy, swaying his body up and down, with eyes closed and his mouth frozen in a "O" as he howled delighted cries and groans of ecstasy. Their bumping bodies made loud slapping noises which sounded stronger and faster...

It was then Kurama held Yomi still against his chest, shifting in bed to make him prance his butt up before Kuronue's eyes. The youko's long, thick cock was still halfway buried into Yomi, when the youko proposed, with a husky but dominating voice...

"Kuronue wants to fuck you too, Yomi. You are going to take both of us inside your hole at the same time; It is an order."

Kuronue felt an immediate shiver of excitement run up along his spine as he heard it. His wings twitched as he spread them, in a trembling reflex. He cuddled tighter to Yomi's back, and kissed his ear, sticking his tongue in deliciously. He could feel Yomi was shaking. His hands clutched with tight intensity at the youko's sides. Their swaying thrusts stopped for a moment, while Yomi took a deep breath in, trying to recompose himself and hold back his urge for release. It was almost impossible to supress his orgasm further, but he must do what Kurama told him... He must show Kurama see he could be a good lover...

Yomi nodded his head, rubbing his cheek along the youko's chest. Yes. He was ready to be taken; by both of them...

Kuronue hesitated a little. However he decided for the game when he observed the loving docility Yomi bent over and spread his thighs, bringing both hands behind him to spread open his buttcheeks and show Kuronue the way in. It was so beautiful, so arousing, Kuronue felt the urge to comply.

Oh... He hoped it would not hurt Yomi much; he needed to do it slowly...

Kurama held Yomi down, circling his shoulders with his both arms, not to allow him to move. The youko relaxed, lying flat on is back, while Yomi's parted knees pressed his flanks. As he lifted his rear up, Yomi trembled, excited and probably afraid of the pain. But he did not refuse Kurama's orders. He obediently nestled his face on the curve of the youko's neck, biting his lips to avoid screaming much, His hands clutched the sheets in a trembling clasp.

"Yomi is ready, Kuronue..."

The winged demon knew it was useless to make Kurama give up that evil play. However, to say the truth, all that thing was making him too aroused to resist any longer.

"No, Kurama... I don't want to hurt him..."

"Nonsense! If Yomi wants two lovers he has to prove he can take us both in." The youko smiled evilly then, against Yomi's ear. "Besides, he likes a little pain, right, Yomi?"

Yomi just nodded. Then, he slowly swayed his butt around Kurama's prick, and moaned, willing to continue being shoved hard up his ass. But Kurama spanked his butt with one dry hit, ordering him to stop acting like a slut.

Yomi smiled. It was so delicious to feel that slap... He groaned louder, and obediently froze, allowing Kurama to take the lead.

Kuronue touched Yomi's rear. Yomi moaned and even smiled, slipping his tongue wide and generously along Kurama's chest, tasting his pale, salty skin.

Kurama rubbed his nose against Yomi's black hair. He had to admit that crappy youkai had a tight, tasty butt... He was using all his control to delay his climax, and make it last as much as possible, for the three of them. But Kuronue's hesitation was holding their pleasure back for too damn long...

"Tell Kuronue you want to take us both inside, Yomi!" The youko ordered.

Kurama mischievously jerked his hips, making his erection rub Yomi deeper in one vigorous but short thrust. Yomi gasped with the thrill.

"Yeah... I want it.. I want it all.."
 
Yomi was interrupted, giving out a sudden mute cry, when Kurama grabbed a handful of his shoulder length hair and pulled it with violence.

"Say it louder! What d'ya want?"

Yomi breathed in deeply, almost painfully. His excitement was so immense he could hardly move. He shut his eyes and cried out a hoarse but vehement plead.

"I can take it... I want you both in... please, hurry..."

Kurama yanked at Yomi's hair again, reproaching him for daring to rush it. Instead of uttering a groan of pain, Yomi let out an ecstatic and sensual moan. A rush of ecstasy ran up Yomi's body. He moved back and forth along Kurama's abdomen, rubbing his tense, engorged erection along his hot belly. He wanted to come, but he would not dare; not till Kurama said he could. The wait was torturous, but he knew the longer it took, the most agreable it would be when he had relief at last...

Kuronue stroked Yomi's rear, making his hands slide down his beautiful parted thighs, till they met Kurama's body. Kuronue slowly supported one knee on the bed, drawing another around Yomi's butt while he tried to find position. He spread his wings for better balance, and pressed his lower abdomen be pressed against Yomi's buttocks.

He smiled when he sensed it fit in perfectly; the tip of his erection touched at the same time Yomi's sensitive crevice and Kurama's throbbing shaft which was stuck up into it.

Kurama smiled too; he murmured something in Yomi's ear. Something Kuronue did not hear. The winged youkai inclined himself unto Yomi and deeply kissed his back, drawing his tongue aand sucking lips all over, in a slow sinuous caress. Yomi reacted pressing his rear up against Kuronue's prick, while his flushed face showed a faint but extremely sweet smile.

Kuronue spat on the palm of his hand once, twice, three times, and then scrubbed his saliva all over the head of his shaft, drawing his torso a little backwards to be able to enjoy the view of Kurama's shaft stuck up to the middle in Yomi's distended, crammed up ass. He held his own hardned sex by the base, enveloping his balls with his fingers, squeezing them delicately. Then he slid his member's hot tip along the youko's prick down to his balls. He looked down the fox's face to enjoy his pleased smile. Yes... It could hurt Yomi a little in the beginning, but it would be fabulous feel their cocks pressed, rubbed together inside that tight butt...

Giving up hesitation, Kuronue pushed his member into Yomi's cleft, nudging at the packed up entrance. Slowly, he probed for passage, forcing his body back and forth to try finding way inside. His shaft slid easily in along their flesh; the plant sap Kurama used made the contact slippery and warm, and Kuronue tried harder, shoving his prick in one steady push against the entrance.

Yomi squirmed. He roared, softly but painfully, but Kurama held him with all his might, circling his waist and back with his powerful arms. Then the demon could not avoid the penetrating thrust. But Kuronue alarmed when he noticed Yomi clench his buttcheeks in a shunning reflex.

Kurama caressed Yomi's head. He stroked his hair in a gesture of pure affection which was a surprise to Kuronue; yes, he knew it.. Kurama did not loathe Yomi as much as he wanted to show...

"Relax, Yomi... If  you fight it's going to hurt you more..."

Yomi assented, and writhed a little in Kurama's clinch, quietly resting his face on his shoulder. He took a moment to look up at Kuronue with the corner of his eye. Kuronue was beautiful on the top of them, with his long black hair and spread out wings. He also showed an amorous but concerned expression on his face. Yomi smiled and waved his horned head to Kuronue then, in a loving assertion. He relaxed his muscles the more he could, preparing himself to be taken by his second partner's equally huge, hard cock...

Kurama shifted his hips, almost withdrawing the penetration completely; he kept only the tip of his shaft inside Yomi. Kuronue rubbed his own head along the youko's moistened, slippery penis, up and down, eliciting soft moaning sounds from the youko. Then, in a sudden push, Kuronue pounded against Yomi's butthole. Kurama did the same, both of them shoving their erections up inside. Kurama's cock plunged in easily, causing Yomi to groan with the growing pressure inside his body. But soon his groan of lust turned into a sharp cry of pain when he felt the tearing, probing cocks forcing way up into him.

Kuronue charged harder, and he felt Yomi's whole body freeze in a spasm of pain and delight when his penis entered the ring, being squeezed, smothered against Kurama's hot prick... The winged demon groaned loudly, taking one moment to breathe deeply. The feel was enrapturing; he felt he could go mad with so much pleasure when the tip of his shaft was rubbed up and down along Kurama's prick, and they were both enveloped by the packing flesh of Yomi's pulsating body. It was warm, wet, tight...

Kuronue presssed himself in deeper. He felt a strong resitence block his passage, but he kept pressing, pushing in. The youko started to sway his body under them, and Kuronue followed the same sway as Kurama's thrusts. He moved his hand from his balls up to Yomi's butt, and his fingers stroked the distended hole around their shafts. Yomi moaned painfully, and his fingers dug the mattress with a desparete clasp, as he bit his lips to try to block his pained cries. He panted, and his face showed an extreme grimace of discomfort, but yet he did not move, and yet tried to relax, and make his interior to accept his lovers's shoving cocks deeper in, instead of fighting them back.

Kuronue pushed a little more in, and Kurama's continued thrusts helped. The youko reached up to squeeze Yomi's buttocks with his fierce fingers and pull them wider apart.

Yomi groaned deeper. He actually articulate a feeble but dramatic "no, no more..." which almost convinced Kuronue to stop; he was very concerned about Yomi's discomfort, ready to sacrifice his own pleasure for him... It was then he saw Kurama search for Yomi's lips to kiss him passionately, as only an aroused youko could...

Yomi relaxed, abandoning himself in that kiss, forgetting pain, shame and discomfort. It was at this very moment that Kuronue's hard flesh, pressed along kurama's shaft found passage within and slipped into that delightful hole almost up to the top.

Yomi howled; he groaned; he roared, when he felt his whole interior be filled so completely. It was hot, hard. tight inside him, and it was so good that he pulled  the bedsheets, stufffing his mouth with the cloth, not to cry out the louder he could about the wild, enrapturing sensation of being parted open and filled up by those huge, throbbing pieces of hard flesh... His body squirmed and he started to shiver in an agonizing ecstasy. He felt his orgasm coming like a burning explosion in his lower abdomen, while the pressure in his groin increased.

He wanted to come... He chewed the bedsheets harder, smothering his tortured hard prick against Kurama's body, scrubbing it on his lower abdomen, almost coming...

"Hold it, Yomi! Your masters must come first!" Kurama commanded again.

"Hush... Hush, hornie... It's almost over..." Kuronue murmured tenderly, kissing and speaking onto Yomi's pale back at the same time, as he bent over him in one affectionate clinch.

Yomi heaved a long moaning sound, still fighting the intense discomfort, but unable to forget the delight it brought him. His butt hurt like on fire, as if he were torn asunder, but the delicious pressure inside and the arousal cummulating along his length helped him enjoy it. The sensation of those two huge shafts buried deep inside him in one wild, tight, agonizing friction was overwhelming. He could feel their thrusts tearing his passage wider and deeper as both Kurama and Kuronue approached climax, fucking his tortured ass harder and faster...

Kuronue let out a low groan of ecstasy. A tremor ran all down the base of his spine and along his cock. The squeeze of Yomi's ass around his shaft, and the feel of being forced against Kurama's erection made it all so intense he imagined he would not be able to ejaculate. The pressure was too intense, and when he heard Kurama call his name in one entranced murmur, the winged youkai reached around Yomi's back to hold Kurama's hand.

The youko extended his slender, long-nailed hand to Kuronue, and their fingers intertwined in one amorous clasp of ecstasy. Their holding hands trembled with the intense rush of desire which flooded their bodies. Kurama shut his eyes, murmuring his black-winged lover's name, and Kuronue, yet clutching ardently to the youko's fingers, uttered Yomi's name in a whisper of adoration and sensuality, stroking his beautiful, round buttocks at the same time.

Yomi cried. He felt both demons pressing their huge shafts harder, deeper into him at one single, simultaneous thrust, which pained him intensely. Distressed, with cramps along his body for his extreme crouching position, and his ass hurting like hell, Yomi called his two lover's names, asking for more...

Loud, ecstatic moaning sounds filled the cave, as Kurama and Kuronue came, their erections twitching together in a spasm, gushing two powerful loads of semen into Yomi's hurt, hot orifice.

Kuronue fell along Yomi's back, worn out, shaken by a quivering spasm. His erection slipped out of Yomi's butt, still shuddering and spurting slow remnants of semen all over Kurama's thighs and Yomi's buttocks. He closed his eyes, panting against Yomi's back, clinching around his waist possessively. Kurama growled, shifting a little to the side. Yomi sighed in, relieved, when the youko's huge penis, still hard, slipped out of his distended, twitching hole as he moved.

Kurama breathed in deeply, loudly revigorating himself after that intense orgasm. Kuronue left Yomi's back to lie on his abdomen next to him. Kurama pushed one of Yomis's thighs off him, and disentangled himself from his arms. He relaxed then, pulling the hem of a bedspread to cover his own body.

The youko looked down at his lower abdomen for a moment. One long dribble of blood ran down the side of his penis; he knew it was not his blood, neither Kuronue's...

The youko smiled, gazing at Kuronue over Yomi's huddling body. The winged demon  was lying on his side, keeping a satisfied smile on his lips. Kurama smiled to his partner too, showing how much he had enjoyed the experience.

The youko patted Yomi's butt.

"You're not bad, Yomi. I loved stretching up your hole..."

Kuronue slid his fingers down Yomi's beautiful hair. He leaned onto him and whispered into his ear.

"Now we want to watch you jerk off, hornie." saying this, Kuronue made Yomi roll over, with a very tender, very slow touch of his hand.

Yomi groaned. He huddled to himself, and his knees trembled. Kurama helped, delicately slipping one arm under Yomi's chest to give him support enough to make him turn on his back.

The youkai kept his eyes closed all the while. He seemed locked in his own world of pain and restrained orgasm, and the tension was so intense he breathed in short, almost imperceptible respirations. His nipples were hard, and his brow coated with tiny droplets of sweat, which pasted strands of his lustrous black hair to his face and neck. Kuronue caressed Yomi's chiseled abdomen, drawing his fingers down to the plushy patch of black pubic hair therein. Yomi's erection was so hard and tight in its tense arousal that it even hurt inside him to imagine the effort Yomi was doing in order to hold back his orgasm yet.

Yomi rested on his back. Then he parted his knees and tried to relax. His legs were opened wide as he abandoned himself on the mattress. Kurama, driven by an impish curiosity, shifted a little downwards to peer in between Yomi's legs. He touched the pale bums below, running one caressing finger up along his sweaty, semen smeared crevice. He ran his finger tip along one thin trickle of blood which slid from his Yomi's abused anus down along the inner side of his thighs...

"You're gorgeous like this, Yomi..."

Kuronue leaned his face on Yomi's chest, looking down at his throbbing unreleased manhood. He placed a soft kiss on one of the hot, hard nipples, and rubbed his thigh up along Yomi's parted knee.

Yomi could not take it any more. He opened his eyes slowly, and looked first at the sweet, loving Kuronue, then at the dominating, proud silver youko. He moved his hand down his front to clutch his fingers firmly, almost violently around his agonizing prick.

"Chief... Please.. May I come now?"

Kuronue's beautiful blue eyes searched up for Kurama. Then he nodded his head, wanting to show the youko it was time to stop that evil game. Poor Yomi had been broken far than enough.

Kurama smiled. He stroked Yomi's thigh with a firm kneading.

"Yes, rookie. I allow you to come."

Yomi threw his head violently against the pillows, and his whole body tensed in a spasm. He groaned very loudly, almost as a roar, and he just needed to make his sliding fingers pump his shaft for a short instant before his muscled belly, and his vigorous thighs were strained with the tension of climax. Kurama just watched, but Kuronue jumped forward, with one hungry open mouth, and swallowed Yomi's shaft, hiding almost its whole length inside his gaping, sucking mouth.

Yomi cried out more, short, interrupted, intense little cries of pleasure, and long, deep, ecstatic groans as his cream spurted out, in a long, fast gush first, but then in slow dribbles, oozing down Kuroune's chin...

Yomi stared at the silver youko, filled with an entranced commotion. Then he spoke, in a husky, sexy tone.

"Thank you my master..." He uttered, in a gratified, exhausted glee. His eyes locked in passion and blind admiration at the mischievouly smiling youko at his side.

Kurama just nodded his head, in a careless gesture. He seemed to gain special pleasure from watching Yomi's climax. Yomi was so excited and the release was so intense he felt as if a black curtain, warm and comforting enclosed his whole body and his five senses then... He relaxed and fell back to bed, still panting, but now totally surrendered to pleasure and tranquility.

Kuronue withdrew his lips, sliding his tongue along them in one hungry lick, tasting Yomi's semen. Then, he just let his body fall upon Yomi, and embraced him, resting his head on his chest to listen to his appeased, deep respiration. Kurama reposed upon both demons, resting one arm possessively around Kuronue's waist while moving one leg on and around Yomi's thigh.

Together, they rested for a long time, saying nothing, just enjoying the heat of their bodies, and the comfort the intense climax had spread all over them. Kurama rubbed his nose slowly along Yomi's pointed ear, and Kuronue smiled, caressing the horned youkai's chest with his cheek.

It was good to be together like that; the three of them.

Only after a long time is that one of them dared say anything. And it was Kuronue.

"We are lovers now; the three of us."

Kurama said nothing, thus Kuronue insisted. He wanted to hear it from the youko's lips that there they could keep Yomi. Then, afterwards there would be no means to exchange any type of accusations at each other.

It still took a long instant of silence till Kurama finally said it...

"Alright, Kuro; We can keep him..."

It was then the black-winged youkai and the youko looked down at Yomi. He sighed in, passionately, and smiled back at them with all affection. The pain was still shown in a faint frown on his face, but the joy twinkling in his pink eyes payed for all he had suffered...

"Thank you, chief. I shall serve you the best I can..."Yomi murmured, feebly, in a pleased, sexy languor.

Kuronue reached down, pulling a sheet to cover Yomi's vulnerable, harassed body. He kissed his lips then, briefly. Then, for both Yomi's and Kuronue's surprise, the youko bent down onto Yomi, and touched his lips with a slight, but sweet kiss.

"You were a naughty pet, Yomi. I shall punish you diligently next time. " Kurama declared then.

Yomi showed a wide smile. He cuddled to himself then, and Kurama allowed him to lean his head on his shoulder. He murmured something, while softly closing his tired but enthralled eyes; it seemed something like "I love you"...

Kuronue sat up in bed, smiling too. Even though there was a faint bitterness in his eyes, he preferred to overlook the fact Yomi whispered such loving words to the youko, not to him. But if Yomi was happy, he was happy too. And Kuronue knew how important Kurama's affection and acceptance was vital to that gorgeous brunet horned demon.

He left the bed, collected his clothes, and headed to one corner of the cave. He took water from the reservoir at the bottom of the cave, filing one basin. Then he wiped himself clean with a wet cloth. All the while they kept silence, although he knew Kurama's eyes were fixed on him.

Kuronue collected his hair up in the long, smooth ponytail he wore often, and tied it with a strap of leather. Before dressing up, he massaged his arms, chest and thighs, all the while recalling the delicious sensation which that love-session had sprawled all over his body.

He had never had such great sex before...

"I'm taking over the nightwatch, foxie..." Kuronue announced then, walking closer to the bed. He stared sweetly at his two lovers; the fox demon, and the one with beautiful horns and pink eyes. He loved both; in fact,  he wanted both. "Do you want help cleaning up?" he offered very gently.

Kurama mumbled something. His only reaction was to nestle tighter against the pillows and Yomi's warm body. Yomi curled around himself, and pressed his head on Kurama's chest, quiet and peaceful. Kuronue was about to bend over him for one last kiss, but he realized Yomi was sleeping, soundly, cuddled like a baby against the youko.

Kurama groaned something. He seemed worn out too.

"I'll take care of everything, don't worry..." Kurama said, as he gently pulled himself away from Yomi to sit up. The demon fox looked down at the sleeping horned demon, in silence for a moment, observing him thoughtfully. Then he sighed in. "Well... If you can't beat them, fuck them..."

Kuronue circled the large bed to reach Kurama's arms. He hugged him, and placed a warm, brotherly kiss on his brow.

"Thank you, Kurama. Now the three of us will be much better, free from silly jealousy and anger."

Kurama clung possessively to Kuronue's slender waist. His hands seized him with vigor, and he stared at his partner with deep, determined love.

"I'll keep Yomi just to please you, Kuronue. You are the only one I care about.  Yomi is nothing but a good fuck to me."

Kuronue assented. He knew that.

"And Yomi loves you. He feels nothing but pity and friendship for me." Kuronue kindly withdrew himself form Kurama's hold. His eyes oscillated towards Yomi. He was beautiful, in his pleased, peaceful slumber... "But now Yomi is happy; and it makes me happy too. I prefer to share him with you than watch him suffer, sulk and creep at your feet, begging for your affection."

Kurama's face froze. It seemed like made of ice, giving away no emotion.

"I feel the same. To see you chasing this despicable horny guy, and pleading for his love is pathetic. It is a dishonor for a gang's commander like you."

Kuronue agreed again. Kurama was stating nothing new, but fact is he just could not avoid trying to make Yomi take him as a lover; his feelings for that newcomer were too intense for him to overlook his desire and lustful needs.

"The three of us can try to be happy now; it is not perfect, but it is the best we can achieve."

Kurama nodded his head. As far as he was concerned, that matter was now accorded. Period.

Kuronue reached down to stroke the curve of Yomi's hip. Then he and the youko exchanged one quiet, but beautiful smile before Kuronue gave his back to the bed and left the cave.