Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ All Request Live! ❯ In The Arms of Darkness ( Chapter 4 )

 

 

 

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Alright setosgirl, this one's for you! Enjoy! (and the name of the shipping is antagoshipping, just to let you know. Darkshipping is Bakura x Yami

 

Name: In The Arms of Darkness

Summ: It's dark…nothing can be seen…Mokuba is gone and Seto's alone…or is he?

Pairing: Antagoshipping (Bakura x Seto)

Type: Yaoi, lemon, slight BDSM

 

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Seto stood in the entryway of his mansion, peering through the black ink that was darkness to try to figure out what was troubling him. Mokuba was gone at a friend's house for the weekend, so what was there to worry about? But something was bothering the CEO, something he couldn't place his finger on. It was as if someone was here but no, that couldn't be right. He had checked the alarm system as soon as he walked in and it would have shown if someone had broken in. And the bright blue LCD screen clearly said that thievery was of the negative nature. So what was it?

Anyone else might've said that it was a small rodent that had somehow gotten in and was scampering around in search for that ever elusive crumb of food. Or a stray cat that slipped in through an accidental open window and was slinking down the stairs and into the kitchen, its emerald orbs of mischief glinting out in the darkness. But the young CEO knew better. It wasn't just his imagination, no. His gut instinct told him to run, told him to flee far away from this place. But his mind said otherwise, said he was fine, and his feet stayed planted to the ground. No matter how much his intuition yelled at him, his mind would not cooperate. It had been trained for far too long to let his feelings rule him now.

Taking a deep breath, Seto entered his home, shutting the large oak door soundlessly behind him. He walked over to his large living room and stood in the center. Not a sound was heard in the immense darkness, not the faint rustle of wind from a window being left unopened or the faint hum of the insects on the other side. No, everything was quiet and it made Seto feel alone. Like he was the only one left alive, breathing in this world of darkness.

The CEO ascended the stairs, jet black boots falling noiselessly on the carpeted steps. His hand gripped the railing as his previous fear resurfaced. No! There is no one here! Seto mentally scolded himself for being such a child, for being so afraid. His breath quickened against his will, his heart thumping, panicking.

Seto quickly entered his room and slammed the door behind him, locking it. He sat against the door, his head swimming. Someone's here! Someone's here! His mind shouted at him, but he swat those away like one would cobwebs.

“A bit panicky, are we?” a rough voice questioned with amusement in the darkness.

If Seto had not been so trained to not let people get the upper hand, he probably would have jumped. Instead, his sharp eyes of ice swept the room and firmly attached themselves to the figure in the shadows.

“What the hell are you doing here, Bakura?” he growled out in his usual `I-don't-give-a-fuck' way.

Cold blood-drenched brown eyes glinted sadistically as his mouth curved upwards in a smirk. He approached the now standing CEO in the darkness and his smirked turned into a grin, showing his perfectly chiseled teeth that closely resembled that of a large dog's. Seto narrowed his cold eyes, his expression guarded by walls of ice.

Bakura smirked and pushed the CEO up against the wall, enjoying the loud crack of bones that could be heard. Seto growled at him, daring him to try something like that again. Bakura took no heed, however, and smashed his blood-tainted red lips against his cold ones.

Seto instantly gripped the albino's shoulders and pushed…hard. Bakura stumbled backwards as Seto glared at him in pure hatred.

“What the hell are you doing?” Seto seethed.

“Taking what's rightfully mine,” Bakura growled out, equally pissed.

Before Seto could comprehend the meaning of his words, handcuffs were tightly clamped around his wrists as Bakura pinned the CEO to the wall with his own body. Seto furiously pulled his wrists apart, trying to escape the bind of metal, but to no avail. Bakura's body pressed firmly against his kept him from being able to move or resist. He simply stood there, placid and cold, letting Bakura explore his mouth without a care.

Bakura growled softly against the CEO's lips. He liked a struggling victim and a willing one even more, but he could not stand an unresponsive one. He pressed his body further against Seto's and pressed his mouth harder against his lips to get him to respond in any form or fashion, be it negative or positive.

But Seto did nothing; he let Bakura do as he wished. He knew fighting would be useless as the albino was stronger than him. He let his mind retreat to the cold fortress around his mind that he had built up; seemingly uncaring.

Bakura, ever attempting to get Seto to respond, tore the CEO's black silk dress shirt off, nearly ripping said item of clothing in half. He bit down harshly on the juncture between his shoulder and neck, drawing blood, which he happily suckled. Seto's eyes widened slightly, but he said nothing.

Once all the blood had been lapped up, Bakura pulled hard on Seto's wrist pulling it out from behind him, lowered his head, and sucked on each of the five slim digits on the CEO's right hand. Seto watched with mild curiosity as each digit disappeared into the thief's mouth, only to reappear moments later. Bakura took the limp, and now slightly slimy hand, and clasped it into his own, intertwining the fingers. Then, with a smirk, he twisted the hand harshly, enjoying the resounding crunch that came from Seto's wrist breaking. Said CEO was barely able to contain his yelp of pain from the movement, settling for a small grunt instead.

Bakura let the hand drop back down, its bound twin returning to its more natural position on the left side. He dug his fingernails into the CEO's hips, holding him there, as he tortured the pale stomach. He bit down harshly on the outer rim of the navel, enjoying the small sound of pain that Seto was unable to contain. He then ripped the leather pants off Seto's slim hips, fully exposing the CEO. Seto swallowed a lump in his throat, but was able to mask his nervousness flawlessly.

Bakura hurriedly removed his worn, hole-ridden pair of tight denim jeans, not bothering to remove the black skin-tight tank top he was wearing, which clearly proclaimed on the front `fuck you.' He quickly removed his old pair of black converse and removed the CEO's polished black boots so he could finish removing the now torn-beyond-recognition pair of black leather pants.

Without warning, Bakura firmly grabbed the CEO's hips and thrusted in deep. Seto wasn't able to hide a cry of pain this time as he forcefully willed back the start of tears that formed in his eyes.

Bakura visibly shook; the CEO's body was tight and obviously unused. He pulled back out only to slam back in deep, the tightness around his pulsating cock increasing. He continued his erratic pace, thrusting in fast and deep.

Seto, who had been furiously trying to break the chain that held his cuffed hand together, finally broke said chain, his hands now free. He was barely able to contain a small gasp of surprise as something inside of him was hit hard. He bit his lip to contain the moan that so desperately wanted to come out. The sensations running through his body, now that some of the initial pain had worn off, were amazing. He could feel himself hard and ready and pure want and need coursed through his veins. Following instinct, he wrapped his legs around the thief's waist, pushing himself in as Bakura drew out.

Bakura was surprised, to say the least, when he felt two legs encircle his waist and a pair of arms grasp his shoulders. He growled low in his throat when Seto pushed himself down as he drew out, slamming their bodies together.

“Impatient, are we?”

Seto's only response was the low, barely audible growl as he tore the tank top off the thief and pulled him down by his shoulders for a searing kiss. The CEO forcefully shoved his tongue into Bakura's mouth, tasting him. He pressed his mouth impossibly harder down upon the thief, deepening the kiss even further. Seto had no idea what he was doing anymore; he was just doing what he felt was right.

Bakura begrudgingly let the CEO pillage his mouth as he pleased while he slammed inside of him even harder and impossibly faster. Seto moaned heavily into the kiss, pressing himself closer to the thief. Right now, all he wanted was more skin on skin contact, more of the hot sexy thief that he belonged to, if only for this moment.

Seto broke the heated kiss just as his orgasm hit him. He bit down harshly on Bakura's shoulder, muffling his piercing cry of ecstasy.

When Bakura felt the CEO tighten around him, he pulled his hips flush against his own, sinking in far and deep as he released inside the tight, hot, bloody passage.

Seto kept his arms and legs wound around Bakura as a reflex, afraid the thief would drop him. They both stood there panting softly, Bakura's grip on the CEO loosening slightly.

“Think you want to let go?” Bakura asked minutes later once they had caught their breath, his voice holding its usual sarcastic tone.

Seto growled softly in annoyance. No way in hell was Bakura getting rid of him that easily.

“If you think you're going anywhere without me, you must be mistaken,” Seto replied, his voice deftly cold.

Bakura smirked. “And who said I wasn't?”

Seto's soft grunt of distaste at Bakura outsmarting him was all he bothered to answer with. Bakura took a small silver key out of his back pocket and unlocked the metal rings around Seto's wrists. He then pried the CEO's arms and legs off of him. He picked up the CEO bridal-style and dropped him none-too-gently on the bed across the room. Bakura got in on the other side, growling in annoyance when Seto wrapped his arms around the middle of his back, but made no move to remove the slender limbs from their position.

 

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A/N: Sorry for the lack of updates; hopefully that will change soon. Please review!