The Day After the Night Before

The Morning After The Night Before.

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu Yu Hakusho or Naruto

Orochimaru groaned when he opened his eyes; he had never had such a painful headache before. "It's nice to see that you're finally awake." Kurama said from the door. "Did you enjoy yourself last night?" Kurama approached the bed and Orochimaru could see a glass in his hand. "Here, drink this. It will dull the pain, even if it doesn't taste nice." The Sannin took the glass and drank the contents before pulling the kitsune onto the bed and burying his head in Kurama's chest. "Do you even remember what you did last night?" The Sannin shook his head.

"Was it bad?" Orochimaru asked.

"Bad enough that I could have killed four people. Had you even attempted to try anything else with them after you stopped, or indeed were stopped, then something would have had to give. The fox combed the snake's hair with his fingers. "You had me very jealous last night, you know."

"What did I do?" The Sannin asked, knowing well that it didn't have to be much for the kitsune to become jealous. "I really can't remember."

"Where would you like me to start?" Kurama asked. "I guess the question that you should have been asking was 'what didn't you do?'" The Sannin blushed. "You sprawled yourself over two Uchihas, snogging them both. As for the third brother, that tongue of yours found itself wrapped around his cock." Orochimaru's reaction was immediate. His eyes widened, and the pale pink tinge to his cheeks became brighter. "If that wasn't bad enough, you tried to get it on with Deidara, and when all else failed, you were all over Jiraiya like a rash, not that he was any better by encouraging you." The gold eyes narrowed at the other Sannin's name. "Then when you got tired of him, you turned your attention to your robe, or rather removing the robe you were wearing. Although I sort of liked that show, I would have preferred you to do it in private. You know I don't like sharing."

It was then that Orochimaru remembered the bet. “What happened between Itachi and Kisame?” Orochimaru asked. He really didn’t want Kurama to know about his wager, and if Kisame won, then the kitsune need never know.

“Last I remember, Kisame had the middle Uchiha bent over a table in the bar and was fucking him senseless.” Kurama answered before looking at Orochimaru out of the corner of his eye. “Why?”

“Oh, we were running a bet.” Orochimaru said. “I do believe that I am owed money.” As if on cue there was a knock on the door, and when Kurama answered it, he saw Sasori standing there.

“Sasori-san, what a pleasant surprise.” Kurama said as he invited the Sunagakure missing nin into his home. “I guess that you’re here because of this bet that was running last night?” Sasori nodded, confirming Kurama’s thought.

“So he told you about it then?” Sasori asked. “I can’t believe that you were okay with his bet. I saw how you were with him last night and it looked as though you were ready to kill. I can’t believe that you would have been happy with him allowing others to use his body any way that they wanted.” It took a moment for the news to sink in. When it did, Kurama gave a, too sweet, smile.

“He didn’t tell me about that.” Kurama said. “Please excuse me while I discuss this information with my partner.” Sasori could see that the fox was getting angry and quickly made an excuse to leave. Angry wasn’t the best way to describe what Youko and Kurama were feeling, livid barely covered it either. Orochimaru knew, by the sound of the voice that shouted his name, that the kitsune was very angry. Or maybe it was the fierce energy that flowed off of his lover’s body.

“Kurama, love, I can explain.” Orochimaru said as he saw his lover’s eyes narrow. “The only reason I placed that bet was because I knew that Kisame would be able to do it.”

“That doesn’t help.” Kurama growled. “You know what I’m like with things like that. How would you like me to bet my body on a bet?” Orochimaru gave a small growl at the very thought of it. “I guess that you don’t like that thought either.” Kurama’s hard glare softened slightly as a playful look took its place. “What I want to know is how you’ll make this up to me.”

Orochimaru relaxed when he saw his kitsune’s playful side show itself. “I’ll do anything.” Orochimaru said as Kurama sat on the bed. The Sannin approached the almost Jounin-level ninja. “I’ll do anything to make you happy.” He embraced the kitsune. “I never like seeing you upset.” He caught Kurama’s lips in a gentle kiss. “I love you.” He said as he rested his forehead against the red head’s.

“I love you too,” Kurama said before adding, “I’d love you even more if you did the washing.”


That was only the start of the chores Kurama had the repentant Sannin do. Six hours later, after being laughed at by a number of people, Kurama took pity on Orochimaru and had only one other ‘chore’ for him to do. “What next, master?” Orochimaru asked as he closed the door behind him.

“Don’t worry, I have only a couple of things for you to do yet.” Kurama said. “I have invited a few girls over for a massage.” He said as he set about getting a few oils for the Sannin. “Give them a massage, love.”

“Hai, Shuichi-sama.” Orochimaru said, just before there was a knock on the door, announcing the arrival of the girls. “You didn’t say that Tsunade was one of them!”


Once the girls had been seen to and left, Kurama allowed a predatory growl leave his lips, bringing Orochimaru’s attention back to him. “Bedroom. Now.” Kurama growled. The kitsune had allowed his hungry eyes to roam over the Sannin’s back, or rather allowed his eyes to focus on Orochimaru’s ass as he worked. He was glad that the girls left when they did, lest he gave then a show to remember. Orochimaru immediately followed the kitsune’s order, he had an idea what Kurama was planning, and it was confirmed when he saw the kitsune pick up a bottle of oil.

The moment that they entered the bedroom, Kurama all but ripped Orochimaru’s robe off. The pale skin brought out a murmur of appreciation from the fox as he nudged the Sannin towards the bed. “Lie face down on the bed.” Kurama purred and Orochimaru did so, curious to what the fox would do. Kurama then dribbled some of the oil onto Orochimaru’s skin; reminiscent of the night that Youko had attacked his lover. Orochimaru knew of the similarities, and he silently wondered if Kurama was going to do what he would have done that night had Youko not attacked him.

Orochimaru moaned as he felt the hands work the muscles of his back, and started to doze off. As before, he felt the kitsune’s hands stop. “Why did you stop?” Orochimaru asked, then he felt a finger press against his ass, and tensed before forcing himself to relax.

“On your back.” Kurama said. “I want to see your face as I take you.” Orochimaru lay on his back, and sighed as he felt the finger enter his body. He couldn’t believe how good it felt, and then he felt a second finger join its brother. To the Sannin the preparation was needlessly slow.

“Kurama!” Orochimaru whined. “Please, please hurry.” The kitsune could see just how impatient the snake was, and quickly made the decision to forgo the rest if that was what the Sannin wished. He quickly coated his erection. “Now, fuck me now!” With a predatory growl, Kurama pushed into the snake’s tight channel, laving the snake’s face with his tongue as he settled inside the Sannin. With Orochimaru’s insistence, Kurama started a quick pace, both partners enjoying the feelings and sensations that were brought out during their lovemaking.

It didn’t take long for the pair to climax, and Orochimaru held the kitsune on him, their tongues duelling for supremacy. Kurama pulled back to stare into Orochimaru’s eyes. “Have you learned your lesson?”

“Yes, my love.” Orochimaru said with a sensual tone in his voice. “If I want you to fuck me, threaten to let the rest of the members of Akatsuki have their turn first.” He laughed as Kurama hit him with a pillow.