Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Broken Reality ❯ Unexpected ( Chapter 10 )
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By: Miko No Hoshi 
An unexpected reaction...
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.11.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
An unexpected reaction...
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Continuation | Uploaded On: 04.11.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.6K | Visits: 1.1K | Status: Work In Progress
Disclaimer: I can't up with all these pretty boys, hence why they are not mine...and why Yami got left under the couch with the dust bunnies... What?! They were friends!
Notes: Gomen readers! I'm sorry I've been so very long getting this out. You see, there's the whole college thing going on and being an English major, I've been doing alot of writing, just not fanfiction. Anyway, let's just jump right in here.
Broken Reality
Chapter Nine: Unexpected
Joey rolled over, pinning the little body beneath his own. His hands trapped Yugi's against the soft mattress as their lips met. Pushing his tongue between the boy's lips, Joey explored the caverns of Yugi's mouth, awaiting so much more. Withdrawing, he wiped carefully at the saliva that had trailed down Yugi's chin, placing a light kiss on the other's forehead before sitting back.
His naked thighs lay close against the boy's as he straddled his thin hips, bottom settled just above Yugi's hard organ. Gently he ran a calloused thumb over Yugi's nipple, pleased to feel him jerk beneath the touch. They were both close and it wouldn't take much to end it...
Removing himself from atop his partner, Joey sat to the side.
"Get on your knees," he whispered, using his hands to help the shaking Yugi to his knees. Violet eyes looked at him in question before he slipped from their view. Leaning on his elbows, Yugi laid his head on his crossed forearms, comforted by the familiar stuffy heat.
Moving behind Yugi, Joey let his hand slide over one smooth globe of the pert bottom presented to him. Parting Yugi's legs with his knee, he settled between them. There was a moment of confusion as he realized he had nothing in the form of lubricant. Deciding what was present would have to do, he stuck two fingers into his own mouth, quickly wetting them as best he could. Yugi squirmed before him, making a small sound somewhere between want and fear.
Carefully Joey pushed one finger through the tight ring of muscle.
"Uhn," Yugi gasped, pulling forward and ending their contact.
"Shh," Joey soothed, letting one hand rest on Yugi's back and slipping the finger back inside. Pushing against the tight channel he guided in the second. Yugi's breath came in short, shallow gasps as Joey took his time. Being hasty would only lead to pain, and he would never hurt the little one.
Finally he removed his hand. Lifting his throbbing member, he guided it to Yugi's entrance. Using his free hand, Joey reached around Yugi's legs to stroke his erection in hopeful distraction as he slid in the first few inches. In a sudden wish for completion, Yugi shifted backwards, successfully impaling himself and pressing against Joey's hips.
Reaching around, Joeys began to stroke Yugi's erection in strong, slow strokes. The boy moaned beneath him, pleading for him to continue, to finish what they had started only moments before. Feeling his own need pulsating within Yugi's tight passage, he began to move, pushing in and out and building a wonderful friction as he caressed Yugi in time to his thrusts. Finally the boy arched beneath him, crying his name and spilling white seed across the pale blue sheets.
~*~
Joey awoke to a loud knocking. Sitting up, he was for a moment disoriented as he found himself not on his bed but on the couch. And in his arms was Yugi. The smaller boy's hair was mussed, and his cheek was nestled cutely against Joey's chest. Moving from this new warmth that surely he would never feel again was the very last thing the blond wanted to do, but the knocking was persistent. With a grumble he shifted Yugi to a convenient pillow, pausing for just a second to watch him curl and nuzzle into its softness before going to the door.
Behind said door was Yami, looking rather irritated but not that much worse for wear after having spent the entire night pacing the floors. Joey shifted subconsciously, trying to hide the result of the rather vivid dream as it crouched between his legs ready at any moment to betray his friendly intentions.
"Is he here?" Yami asked, frantic worry dispersing the need for pleasantries.
"Yeah," Joey rubbed at his face, stepping aside to let the other enter.
With deliberate steps, Yami walked directly to the couch. Kneeling beside it, he let the fierce expression drop from his face. Joey looked on in amazement as he saw the new softness there. Gently Yami ran a hand through Yugi's hair, whispering softly in his ear.
"Aibou, wake up. Come on," he sat on the couch and pulled Yugi into his lap. The smaller boy looked up with confused eyes. Before he could say a word, Yami's lips were on his and their bond had opened.
/I'm sorry, Aibou. Please forgive me./
//Yami...//
/Please!/
//I'm not mad.//
/Say you forgive me./
//I forgive you Yami. I--// But Yami pulled away, cutting him off.
"Aibou," he brushed a delicate finger over Yugi's lips, "I love you."
"I love you too," they embraced, letting it last longer than it should have, ignorant of the one who watched and wished for that very thing.
"Come with me," he stood them both, taking Yugi's hand in his own.
"Where?"
"Just...come."
Yugi nodded and let himself be led from the house. Joey closed the door behind them, letting his forehead rest against it. So much he was missing, so very much. Refusing to let the tears fall, he returned to the couch. It still smelled of Yugi, a fresh, pure scent that could be no other. Grasping the pillow in his arms, he leaned over it and thought about a future that would never be.
~*~
The blindfold hid the world completely from his sight. It was with a quite literal blind trust that he let Yami lead him. The wind touched lightly at his skin and hair as he walked across the soft ground.
"Here," Yami stopped.
Yugi felt strong arms lift him up and sit him on something cool and hard. Tender hands worked at the blindfold and soon his sight was regained. Looking around, Yugi felt a small shudder run through him. It was the forest, the same clearing. He closed his eyes back tight; he didn't want to remember that night when he had...
If not for that, there wouldn't have been the fighting. There wouldn't have been the closet. There wouldn't have been anything. But then...he wouldn't have Yami.
Gentle hands took his.
"I want you to know, Yugi, that the night I saw you here was the happiest day of my life. What we found is something so...so great...I can't lose that, won't lose it over something like this!" He sighed, trying to choose his words carefully so as not to ruin the situation. If only Yugi could understand! He needed to protect his light, to love him, to do everything for him...but he couldn't. Leaning against the boulder, Yami bought a hand to his face, trying to work through the frustration.
"Yami..."
"Tell me we can get through. I'll try Yugi, I'll try to get it right," he whispered.
Then Yugi drew his hand away. A careful touch ran across his brow and came to rest on his cheek. Pulling near, Yugi brushed Yami's lips with his own.
"We can make it love," Yugi answered, looking into Yami's dark eyes with a reassuring smile.
Again their lips met, but this time the soft kiss dissolved into a passionate tangle of tongues. Yami's arms wound around Yugi, his hands running up and down his back, pressing him close. Yugi pulled back, taking in the clear air. His hands were clasped on the other's chest, holding as if he would flee given the chance. Red eyes were determine to prove otherwise as they practically glowed with desire.
Warm fingers crept beneath the hem of Yugi's shirt, pushing it up to reveal one of the boy's pink nipples. Leaning forward, Yami took the nub into his mouth. Yugi gasp as he bit down lightly, pushing his hips upward, asking for something he didn't even know he wanted. Yami was quick to agree. Stripping back, he pushed the jacket off the other's shoulders, lifting the white shirt over his head, leaving the collar in its place against the pallid skin.
Removing his own jacket, Yami bent to spread it on the ground. Straitening, he gripped Yugi beneath the arms and lifted him off the rock and to the forest floor. There was a pause; Yugi took a moment to admire the cloudless blue of the sky and Yami to admire Yugi. The smaller boy was breathing rapidly, a blush spread over his cheeks, one hand on the grass and the other primly across his chest. So small, so frail.
It dawned, suddenly and fiercely upon Yami's mind. So much he had been protecting Yugi from everyone else, but he himself was hurting him. He couldn't, just couldn't...
"Yami? Yami, what's the matter?"
~tbc~
See, see? Lemon, yay, and not even involved in the plot! More to come. I love all you guys, thanks for the reviews! The God of Feedback shall bless you all!
Her Supreme Omni-potence,
Miko No Hoshi
Notes: Gomen readers! I'm sorry I've been so very long getting this out. You see, there's the whole college thing going on and being an English major, I've been doing alot of writing, just not fanfiction. Anyway, let's just jump right in here.
Broken Reality
Chapter Nine: Unexpected
Joey rolled over, pinning the little body beneath his own. His hands trapped Yugi's against the soft mattress as their lips met. Pushing his tongue between the boy's lips, Joey explored the caverns of Yugi's mouth, awaiting so much more. Withdrawing, he wiped carefully at the saliva that had trailed down Yugi's chin, placing a light kiss on the other's forehead before sitting back.
His naked thighs lay close against the boy's as he straddled his thin hips, bottom settled just above Yugi's hard organ. Gently he ran a calloused thumb over Yugi's nipple, pleased to feel him jerk beneath the touch. They were both close and it wouldn't take much to end it...
Removing himself from atop his partner, Joey sat to the side.
"Get on your knees," he whispered, using his hands to help the shaking Yugi to his knees. Violet eyes looked at him in question before he slipped from their view. Leaning on his elbows, Yugi laid his head on his crossed forearms, comforted by the familiar stuffy heat.
Moving behind Yugi, Joey let his hand slide over one smooth globe of the pert bottom presented to him. Parting Yugi's legs with his knee, he settled between them. There was a moment of confusion as he realized he had nothing in the form of lubricant. Deciding what was present would have to do, he stuck two fingers into his own mouth, quickly wetting them as best he could. Yugi squirmed before him, making a small sound somewhere between want and fear.
Carefully Joey pushed one finger through the tight ring of muscle.
"Uhn," Yugi gasped, pulling forward and ending their contact.
"Shh," Joey soothed, letting one hand rest on Yugi's back and slipping the finger back inside. Pushing against the tight channel he guided in the second. Yugi's breath came in short, shallow gasps as Joey took his time. Being hasty would only lead to pain, and he would never hurt the little one.
Finally he removed his hand. Lifting his throbbing member, he guided it to Yugi's entrance. Using his free hand, Joey reached around Yugi's legs to stroke his erection in hopeful distraction as he slid in the first few inches. In a sudden wish for completion, Yugi shifted backwards, successfully impaling himself and pressing against Joey's hips.
Reaching around, Joeys began to stroke Yugi's erection in strong, slow strokes. The boy moaned beneath him, pleading for him to continue, to finish what they had started only moments before. Feeling his own need pulsating within Yugi's tight passage, he began to move, pushing in and out and building a wonderful friction as he caressed Yugi in time to his thrusts. Finally the boy arched beneath him, crying his name and spilling white seed across the pale blue sheets.
~*~
Joey awoke to a loud knocking. Sitting up, he was for a moment disoriented as he found himself not on his bed but on the couch. And in his arms was Yugi. The smaller boy's hair was mussed, and his cheek was nestled cutely against Joey's chest. Moving from this new warmth that surely he would never feel again was the very last thing the blond wanted to do, but the knocking was persistent. With a grumble he shifted Yugi to a convenient pillow, pausing for just a second to watch him curl and nuzzle into its softness before going to the door.
Behind said door was Yami, looking rather irritated but not that much worse for wear after having spent the entire night pacing the floors. Joey shifted subconsciously, trying to hide the result of the rather vivid dream as it crouched between his legs ready at any moment to betray his friendly intentions.
"Is he here?" Yami asked, frantic worry dispersing the need for pleasantries.
"Yeah," Joey rubbed at his face, stepping aside to let the other enter.
With deliberate steps, Yami walked directly to the couch. Kneeling beside it, he let the fierce expression drop from his face. Joey looked on in amazement as he saw the new softness there. Gently Yami ran a hand through Yugi's hair, whispering softly in his ear.
"Aibou, wake up. Come on," he sat on the couch and pulled Yugi into his lap. The smaller boy looked up with confused eyes. Before he could say a word, Yami's lips were on his and their bond had opened.
/I'm sorry, Aibou. Please forgive me./
//Yami...//
/Please!/
//I'm not mad.//
/Say you forgive me./
//I forgive you Yami. I--// But Yami pulled away, cutting him off.
"Aibou," he brushed a delicate finger over Yugi's lips, "I love you."
"I love you too," they embraced, letting it last longer than it should have, ignorant of the one who watched and wished for that very thing.
"Come with me," he stood them both, taking Yugi's hand in his own.
"Where?"
"Just...come."
Yugi nodded and let himself be led from the house. Joey closed the door behind them, letting his forehead rest against it. So much he was missing, so very much. Refusing to let the tears fall, he returned to the couch. It still smelled of Yugi, a fresh, pure scent that could be no other. Grasping the pillow in his arms, he leaned over it and thought about a future that would never be.
~*~
The blindfold hid the world completely from his sight. It was with a quite literal blind trust that he let Yami lead him. The wind touched lightly at his skin and hair as he walked across the soft ground.
"Here," Yami stopped.
Yugi felt strong arms lift him up and sit him on something cool and hard. Tender hands worked at the blindfold and soon his sight was regained. Looking around, Yugi felt a small shudder run through him. It was the forest, the same clearing. He closed his eyes back tight; he didn't want to remember that night when he had...
If not for that, there wouldn't have been the fighting. There wouldn't have been the closet. There wouldn't have been anything. But then...he wouldn't have Yami.
Gentle hands took his.
"I want you to know, Yugi, that the night I saw you here was the happiest day of my life. What we found is something so...so great...I can't lose that, won't lose it over something like this!" He sighed, trying to choose his words carefully so as not to ruin the situation. If only Yugi could understand! He needed to protect his light, to love him, to do everything for him...but he couldn't. Leaning against the boulder, Yami bought a hand to his face, trying to work through the frustration.
"Yami..."
"Tell me we can get through. I'll try Yugi, I'll try to get it right," he whispered.
Then Yugi drew his hand away. A careful touch ran across his brow and came to rest on his cheek. Pulling near, Yugi brushed Yami's lips with his own.
"We can make it love," Yugi answered, looking into Yami's dark eyes with a reassuring smile.
Again their lips met, but this time the soft kiss dissolved into a passionate tangle of tongues. Yami's arms wound around Yugi, his hands running up and down his back, pressing him close. Yugi pulled back, taking in the clear air. His hands were clasped on the other's chest, holding as if he would flee given the chance. Red eyes were determine to prove otherwise as they practically glowed with desire.
Warm fingers crept beneath the hem of Yugi's shirt, pushing it up to reveal one of the boy's pink nipples. Leaning forward, Yami took the nub into his mouth. Yugi gasp as he bit down lightly, pushing his hips upward, asking for something he didn't even know he wanted. Yami was quick to agree. Stripping back, he pushed the jacket off the other's shoulders, lifting the white shirt over his head, leaving the collar in its place against the pallid skin.
Removing his own jacket, Yami bent to spread it on the ground. Straitening, he gripped Yugi beneath the arms and lifted him off the rock and to the forest floor. There was a pause; Yugi took a moment to admire the cloudless blue of the sky and Yami to admire Yugi. The smaller boy was breathing rapidly, a blush spread over his cheeks, one hand on the grass and the other primly across his chest. So small, so frail.
It dawned, suddenly and fiercely upon Yami's mind. So much he had been protecting Yugi from everyone else, but he himself was hurting him. He couldn't, just couldn't...
"Yami? Yami, what's the matter?"
~tbc~
See, see? Lemon, yay, and not even involved in the plot! More to come. I love all you guys, thanks for the reviews! The God of Feedback shall bless you all!
Her Supreme Omni-potence,
Miko No Hoshi