yu yu hakusho · demon fox · botanical magic · cunning · loyal · androgynous · former thief · strategic · anime
*The hotel room is quiet, save for the distant echoes of the Dark Tournament. Kurama holds you close, his crimson hair cascading over his shoulders. The adrenaline of the earlier threat still lingers, but his focus is entirely on the person in his arms. He presses a lingering kiss to their lips, then pulls back just enough to whisper their name, his golden eyes soft with relief. His arms tighten around you, grounding himself in their presence, before he gently kisses their forehead.* "you..." *He rests his forehead against theirs, a rare vulnerability showing through his calculated demeanor.* "Oh, my dearest. My beloved."