Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Angel ❯ In the Arms of an Angel ( Chapter 5 )

Angel

by Dragondreamer and Yami Dragon

Disclaimer: We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of the characters.

Warning: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS EXPLICIT YAOI (GUYS HAVING SEX WITH GUYS) CONTENT. IF YOU DON'T LIKE IT, DON'T READ IT. WE CAN'T BE ANY MORE CLEAR THAN THAT. IF YOU READ FURTHER, AND BECOME OFFENDED REMEMBER YOU WERE WARNED.

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Joey: Went a little nuts with the warning, didn't ya?

DD: Yeah, well, I told you guys what happened to bakurasgirl. That's why we're here now.

Tristan: Bakas!

Ryou: I'll second that!

YD: EEEWWWWWW!!!!

Everyone: What?!

YD: A fly just landed in my coffee!!

Bakura: Protein snack.

YD: Hmmm…kinda chewy…

Yugi: I think I'm going to be sick.

DD: *gags*

Yami: Barbarians.

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Chapter 5

In the Arms of an Angel

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Seto returned from tucking his brother in to find Ryou sitting on the floor in front of the fire.

Going to the bar, he poured himself a glass of wine.

"Want a drink Ryou?"

Ryou looked over his shoulder. "No thanks."

Crossing the room, Seto sat down next to him, drinking from his glass before setting it on the floor.

"Ryou.."

"Seto.."

Seto laughed. "You first."

"Do you think she's really gone?"

"I'd say so. Alan's positive she got on that plane. Don't worry. You're safe here."

"I know." Ryou stared into the fire. "What were you going to say?"

"You were going to ask me something the other day before Mokuba came back into the room. What was it?"

Ryou blushed, the light from the flames turning his normally pale features crimson.

"You don't have to tell me if you don't want to."

"No, I do." Ryou turned to face him. "It's just..difficult."

"You can ask me anything Ryou. I'll do my best to answer you honestly."

"Alright." Ryou's deep brown eyes looked determinedly into Seto's sapphire blue ones. "Do you have feelings for me?"

Seto felt as if his heart had stopped. He was at a loss for words.

"Seto? Please answer me." Ryou sounded desperate. "I need to know. I mean..I thought..That day in the park, I thought you wanted to kiss me." Ryou looked down at his hands resting in his lap. "I wanted for you to kiss me." He finished in a miserable whisper.

Seto reached out and took Ryou's chin in his hand, tipping his face up.

"I love you Ryou." Seto leaned forward and gently kissed him, his hand still cupping Ryou's chin.

Pulling away, Seto could see the unshed tears glistening in Ryou's eyes.

"Oh Seto..I love you too."

Ryou took Seto's hand in his and pressed it to his cheek, kissing the palm as he did so.

They stayed like that for a moment, looking into each other's eyes until Ryou broke the silence.

"What happens now Seto?"

"I try my hardest to make you happy." Seto smiled. "I've been threatened with dire consequences if I don't."

"What?!" Ryou got that unfocused look that told Seto he was communicating with his yami.

"Hrmp!" Ryou groused after a full minute. "Tear your heart out with his teeth. Yeah right. He'd better watch it or I'll remove something of his with a carrot peeler!"

Seto laughed with genuine amusement, but then a stray thought stilled his mirth.

"Um, Ryou? Can Bakura always hear what you're thinking?"

"He respects my privacy." He smiled at Seto's skeptical look. "I can block him if I have to."

"Good." Seto grinned, reaching for his wine glass.

He took a sip and turned to Ryou, burying his hands in the long, white hair, pressing his mouth to the other's and gently coaxing his lips open. Slowly, he allowed the liquid to trickle into Ryou's mouth, following it with his tongue.

Ryou pulled back, eyes wide, gasping at the seductiveness of the gesture.

"Oh gods!" Ryou moaned reaching for Seto and pushing him onto his back, falling with him, their lips fused in a heated kiss.

Ryou's head began to swim and he reluctantly broke the kiss. Balancing himself on his hands on either side of Seto's head, he leaned back slightly, his hair falling like an ivory curtain around them.

"You're so beautiful." Seto said softly, running his fingers through the other's hair. "I love your hair. It's so soft, like silk."

Ryou blushed, his natural shyness getting the better of him and Seto chuckled, a low sensuous sound.

"Get used to it. You honestly can't expect me not to tell you how gorgeous I think you are."

"Hhmm, right. And what would you say if I said I thought you were too sexy for words?"

"Thank you." Seto smirked.

"Villain!" Ryou pushed himself up into a seated position, straddling Seto's waist. He half-heartedly struck the taller teen in the chest. "Way to ruin the mood, you brute!"

Seto laughed, reaching out to wrap his hands around Ryou's hips. "Love you."

"Love you too." Ryou rolled his eyes and shook his head in mock-dismay.

"Will you let me show you how much I love you Ryou? Please?" Seto's blue eyes were bright with passion.

Ryou beat down another blush seeking to rise and stain his cheeks. Now was not the time for false modesty. This was what he wanted, had been wanting. Instead of replying, Ryou pulled his shirt off, tossing it onto the couch.

Seto's breath came out in a hiss. Ryou's skin glowed golden in the firelight, smooth and flawless. He moved to run his hands over the other's abdomen and up his chest, stroking his shoulders.

Ryou leaned into the touch, his own breathing becoming harsh and ragged. His hands went to Seto's shirt, unbuttoning it with trembling fingers. Accomplishing that task, he parted the silky material, exposing the sculpted planes of Seto's chest. (*authors drool*)

Seto pulled him down, claiming his lips once again and Ryou moaned as their bared flesh met. Their kiss deepened, becoming more impassioned as their desires caught fire.

Their lips finally parted as, gasping for air, Seto rolled over, pinning Ryou beneath him. He looked down to find himself lost in the chocolate brown gaze of his beloved.

"Ryou," Seto buried his face in the other's hair. "I want you so badly. I want to make this right for you."

Ryou kissed Seto's temple, holding him close. "What ever you do will be right love."

Seto pulled away, sitting up, his whole body shaking with suppressed longing. Every fiber of his being clamored for him to seize Ryou and never let go.

Ryou reached up and caressed Seto's face with a gentle hand. "I trust you."

Seto closed his eyes and took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. Standing, he picked Ryou up from the floor, smiling when he blushed violently.

"What..what are you doing?"

"I'm going to take you to my room and love you silly."

"You really have a talent for that, you know?"

"For what?"

"Killing the mood."

Seto's laughter echoed through the mansion as he carried his love into his bedroom.

Kicking the door closed behind him, he laid Ryou down on the bed, removing his shirt before joining him.

Leaning on hip and elbow, he filled his eyes with the treasure lying next to him. Long silver-white hair spilled over the dark blue sheets, eyes heavy-lidded and lips swollen with kisses.(*authors drool again*) Seto ran his fingers over the milky skin from forehead to navel, chuckling as Ryou arched his back with a whimper.

The rest of their clothes were quickly discarded and they came together with no barriers to their fevered touches.

Becoming bolder with every passing minute, Ryou pushed Seto back, trailing kisses over his neck and collarbone. Sliding down, he captured a nipple between his lips, teasing it with his tongue. Growing even more daring, he continued to move downward, his lover's moans the sweetest music to him.

"Ryou! Oh GOD!" Seto's body spasmed as he felt a moist warmth enclose him.

Ryou pinned the slim hips down as he felt Seto's hands in his hair. A heady feeling of dominance raced through him as he took him deeper.

"Ryou please.." Seto groaned, pulling on the silken locks. "Please..stop.."

Ryou released him and looked up, his eyes clouded with need. He straddled his lover, leaning down to kiss him gently, and Seto cried out as he felt a new heat surround him.

"Ryou, no.." His heart tore in half at the whimper of pain that escaped Ryou's lips. "You should have let me.."

"No." Ryou gasped. "I'm okay. Just give me a second."

Seto leaned up, resting his weight on one arm as he stroked Ryou's face, brushing his hair back and kissing him softly.

Ryou forced himself to relax, slowly becoming aware of a desperation replacing the pain. The whimper that slipped from him this time was an expression of yearning. As quickly as it had come, the pain disappeared.

Seto fell back as Ryou began to move, letting the pleasure wash over him.

"Seto.." Ryou whined. "Seto, I need.." The frustration in his voice was plain to the taller of the two.

He gripped Ryou's waist and moved him back slightly, almost losing control as the white haired teen screamed with pleasure.

Ryou fought to regain dominance, but suddenly it didn't matter anymore. A high pitched wail was torn from him as his climax overtook him and he fell limply onto Seto's chest.

Seto wrapped his arms tightly around his lover as his own release slammed into him. His last conscious action was to kiss Ryou's damp forehead.

"I love you angel."

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(Three days later)

Ryou dropped his duffel bag on the kitchen floor and sank into a chair,sighing.

"They still haven't found her `kura."

A look of what could only be described as bloodlust flickered in Bakura's eyes.

"She won't be back." His glance went to the bag. "Staying at Kaiba's again?"

"Uh-huh. Do you mind yami?"

"No my light." Bakura smiled sadly. "I'm glad you're happy with him."

Ryou's expression grew puzzled and he seemed about to say something when the phone rang. He rose to answer it.

"Bakura residence. Ryou speaking."

Silence.

"Hello? Is anyone there?"

Someone was; and when Ryou recognized the voice, the color drained from his face.

"It isn't over weakling. Not by a long shot."

The telephone slipped from Ryou's grip as the floor rushed up to meet him.

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THE END

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Joey: NO WAY!!!

YD: Yeah way!

Tristan: No fair!!!

DD: Is too!

YD: Don't worry, there'll be a sequel.

DD: Yeah. Mere's gonna help us out.

Everyone: NOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!

YD: By the way, WHO put the comments about us drooling in there?

Ryou: *trying to look innocent*

DD/YD: RYOU!

Yami: It's always the quiet ones.

Bakura: You guys gonna do the sequel right away?

YD: Nope. We've gotta torture Yugi first.

Yugi: *groans*

DD: Then we'll do a sequel...promise.

YD: Please review the last chapter folks!

DD: Thanks for reading!!