Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Engulfed in Darkness ❯ Chapter 5

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), vampires (so minor blood scenes), MPEG, maybe more…
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Seto/Joey, Bakura/Ryou, others?


Engulfed in Darkness
Chapter Five
by Ravenx


“Oh…Yami…please…so close.” Yugi moans as Yami continues to slowly push in and out of his tight entrance, his small hands gripping at the edge of the bed.

Yami stands by the side of the bed, his feet planted firmly on the carpet as he makes love to his mate. The back of Yugi's little legs pressed against his stomach and chest, the back of the boy's shins resting on Yami's shoulders. One of the Majestic's hands runs up and down a thigh while the other slowly strokes Yugi's erection.

The bed moves slightly with the movement of the two lovers, a small creaking sound escaping every once in a while. Yami's sharp eyes are filled with lust as he watches his mate's thrown back head. The smaller of the two biting his lip to stop from screaming in pleasure.

“Yami…more.”

Yami quickens his pace, his hips thrusting in and out at a faster, harder rate. His hand picks up the same pace.

“Look at me, little one.”

“Yami…” Yugi's eyes remain closed, his head rolls from side to side.

“Yugi, look at me.” Yami pats his mate's thigh gently causing the other to open large purple eyes.

They stare at each other for a moment before Yami moves his hand to the back of Yugi's thigh pushing it away from his body.

“Put your feet on my chest.”

Yugi does as he is told. A loud moan escapes his lips at the new position. His hands move from the edge of the bed to the back of his thighs, holding his knees up to his chest. The pair of dark purple eyes stare back at each other.

“Yami!” Yugi cries out his mate's name as he spills his essence onto Yami's chest, his eyes close as he reaches his peak.

Feeling the passage around him become tighter Yami releases his seed deep inside of Yugi. His head falling back, fangs sliding down, eyes closing. He continues to thrust into Yugi for several more seconds before stopping. His fangs disappearing before looking back down at Yugi, he pushes the small legs to fall on either side of his waist as he bends to kiss Yugi passionately.

“Love you so much.” Yugi's small hands grab at the back of Yami's neck.

“Not as much as I love you.” Yami gasps in between kisses. He slowly pulls out of Yugi, his knees resting on the edge of the bed. His hands stoking up and down his lover's sides.

A knock on the door causes both to groan. Yami stands up straight, grabbing a pair of boxers next to Yugi's head. Slipping them on he walks to the door, pausing to make sure Yugi is covered with the comforter before opening the door.

“Not interrupting anything, am I?” Joey wiggles his eyebrows at the nearly nude Majestic.

“Why are you here?”

“Seto wants you guys to talk to Mokuba. Get more information on the demon attack.”

“And Seto can't talk to him alone?”

“He could but he figures it would be best if all of you were there. Well, except maybe Bakura. You know he doesn't like meetings.” Joey tries to slip by Yami but is stopped by an arm across his chest.

“Where's Seto now?”

“Getting dressed.”

“Have you told Marik?”

“Yep, caught him and Malik in an interesting position.” Joey smiles as he once again tries to slip by.

“What are you doing?” Yami's arm once again stops him.

“It's polite to invite a guest in.”

“Not when my mates nude its not.” Yami gently shoves the sandy blonde back out in the hallway. “Tell Seto I'll meet him in the Ballroom in twenty.”

“Fine.” Joey says as the door is shut in his face. “Well that was rude.”

“Talking to yourself?” Joey jumps, turning around to see Malik standing just outside his bedroom door smiling at him.

“Don't do that.”

“Sorry about that. What are we doing today while the boys do business?” Malik rubs his belly, leaning back to rest on the doorway.

“Don't know. I told Seto we might go outside for a little so that Ryou can get some fresh air but he said we shouldn't until they know more about the demon attack.”

“Well, the kids have today off so maybe we can all get together and do something.”

“How about the pool?” Joey jumps again, turning to find Yugi shutting his bedroom door, now fully dressed.

“I wish you guys would stop doing that.”

“Sorry.” Yugi giggles.

“Yeah, I bet Ryou would love that. I'll go get him and Bakura, you guys get your trunks and we'll meet you there.” Malik starts down the hall toward Bakura's room as the others disappear back into their rooms.

Reaching the door the round young man knocks once. Not hearing anything he knocks again. A call of `get the damn door' is followed quickly by a thud and a yelp. The door opens to reveal Ryou, bent at the waist, one hand on the doorknob the other running up and down his thin right shin. His white hair tousled around his face, light brown eyes barely open.

“Huh?” He asks around a yawn.

“Morning. You alright?” Malik tries to hide a chuckle.

“Oh, yeah. I just hit the coffin trying to get to the door.” Ryou hops back over toward the sofa, Malik following.

“He didn't make you sleep on that thing, did he?”

“It's very comfortable. Better than the floor anyway.” Ryou whispers the last sentence as sits down, message his shin.

“Animal.” Malik walks over to the lump in the bed, hitting it on the shoulder. “Why are you making him sleep on the sofa and the floor?”

“Ouch.” Bakura shoots up in bed. His hand going to cover his now bare shoulder. “What the hell do you want?”

“We're going to the pool to today and you two are coming with us.”

“What makes you think that?”

“The fact that Ryou needs to have fun.” Moving closer to the white haired boy on the bed, Malik whisper so that only the two of them can hear. “Just imagine our little Ryou in a pair of small, tight fitting swim trunks.” He sees Bakura's eyes lust over. “Now picture him in those same trunks only wet.”

“Ryou go get a pair of swim trunks out of the closet for both of us.” Bakura jumps out of bed.

Ryou limps slightly over to the closet, once inside Bakura growls down at Malik.

“I really hate you sometimes.”

“Maybe, but I bet you'll love me for making you come as soon as you see Ryou in the pool.” Malik smirks at the Majestic.

“Are these okay?” Both boys turn to see Ryou coming out of the closet with a pair of shorts in each hand.

“They're fine. You guys get dressed and we'll meet up in the pool when you're done. I have to go get my stuff.” Malik walks over to the door, pausing to look back at Bakura. “And you be nice to him.” He closes the door as he leaves.

“Annoying little brat.” Bakura mumbles as he grabs the large pair of swim trunks out of Ryou's hands. “Get dressed in the bathroom. Hurry.”

He watches as Ryou runs off to the bathroom before removing his black silk boxers and replacing them with the loose fitting, black, cotton trunks. They hang low on his hips, ending just above the knee. He runs a hand through his hair as he moves toward the door.

“I'm leaving.” Opening the door he pauses, turning he sees Ryou's form fumbling out of the bathroom.

He takes a moment to look over the smaller boy. The light gray trunks hang even lower on his hips than Bakura's. They end several inches above his knee. His thin frame showing off hidden, usually unused muscles formed by running from vampires and demons his entire life. His arms wrap around himself.

“Come on. I don't feel like hearing Malik complain.”

Ryou follows Bakura out into the hallway, closing the door behind him. As their bare feet slap against the cool surface of the floor Ryou looks above him at the tight slightly muscled back of the Majestic. The slim, smooth body covered with underlying muscles that flex as door to the small room opens and the two enter.

Going through the door to the right they go down a flight of stairs. The way lit with only a couple of sconces hanging high on the walls. Reaching a landing they turn left, away from a door, to continue down more stairs.

“Wh…where does that go?” Ryou asks quietly.

“First floor. Pools in the basement.” Bakura continues to lead the way, never looking back.

“But…but I thought th…that the slaves lived in the basement.”

“This is a huge mansion with a huge basement. Only three-fourths of the basement is for slaves. The other part is the underground pool. No ones allowed down here but us.” As they reach the bottom of the stairs he opens a large dark door.

As they enter the first thing Ryou notices is the clean white walls and ceiling followed by the cold white and light blue tile floor. Looking around the room he sees a small white bar trimmed in blue to the right of the door. Chairs, benches, and small tables are spread out around the room. Near the back is a white pool table with a blue covering. A tall cabinet in the left corner in the back. But the main attraction of the room is a large pool in the center, the floor and walls a light blue.

Drake, Saiai, Zemti, and Hikaru are currently swimming around. The youngest trying to dunk each other in the crystal clear water while the other two are swimming laps. Mikado, Joey, Malik, and Yugi sit around a round table with backless benches around it. Yugi waves Ryou over as Bakura heads for the opposite side of the pool to sit down.

“Hey hotty.” Malik winks at the blushing Ryou as he sits down next to Joey.

“Hey.”

“So, we hear you're having to sleep on the couch.” Yugi frowns.

“Yeah. It isn't as bad as the floor that I had to sleep on the first night. But it's a lot better than where I slept before here. Its just that that coffin hurts.” He leans down to rub his shin under the table.

“I hate that thing. I don't see why he likes it so much.” Joey rolls his eyes.

“He's just weird that way.” Yugi giggles.

“I like the coffin.” Mikado shrugs. “I think its interesting.”

“That's my odd baby.” Yugi leans his head to rest on his son's shoulder.

“I wonder what he keeps in there?” Malik looks over his shoulder before grinning. “Looks like we'll have to clean the pool soon.”

The others wrinkle their brows before turning to look in the same direction as the pale blonde.

“Saiai! Stop that right now.”

“Drake! Not in the pool.”

Yugi and Joey yell at the same time causing a round of laughter from the others to echo through the large room.

Drake swims back out from the corner of the pool that he had Saiai pressed up against. He turns, smirking at the others by the pool before diving under the water. Saiai swims over to the edge of the pool.

“Saiai, you know better than that.” Yugi shakes his head at his oldest.

“Sorry dad, but it wasn't my fault.”

“Don't blame it on me.” Drake surfaces behind Saiai, his arms wrapping around him to rest on the edge of the pool. The older one leaning back to rest his multi-colored head on the other's shoulder.

“You two should behave. You're embarrassing poor Ryou.” Joey nods to the white haired boy covering his mouth with a hand.

“I don't think he's embarrassed.” Malik joins the boy in a small laugh before jumping as a wet body plops down beside him. “Don't scare me like that.”

“Sorry dad but Hikaru won't stop trying to dunk me under.” The small pale blonde leans over, resting his head on his dad's shoulder. One arm going around Malik's waist while the other rubs his belly.

“Why didn't you dunk back?” Malik leans his head onto Zemti's wrapping an arm around the boy's waist.

“Because I'm too good.” Hikaru smiles as he sits down next to Yugi.

“How long will father and the others be?” Zemti asks, continuing to rub Malik's belly.

“Mostly all day.” Joey leans back, stretching his muscles. “I'm going for a swim. Want to come Ryou?”

“Don't know how.” Ryou blushes slightly.

“Want me to teach you.” Joey gets up, moving over to the side of the pool next to the two in the water.

“Not right now, thanks.”

“No problem. Come on you two, lets do laps. Maybe you can keep your hands off each other then.” Joey smiles before jumping into the pool.

“Looks like Bakura's going to join them.” Yugi nods in the direction of the other white haired boy who jumps in the pool as Joey, Drake, and Saiai start their laps.

“Come on Zemti, lets go play a game.” Hikaru stands, motioning for the smaller boy to follow him to the bar.

“Want to play pool?” Yugi suggests as he watches the two youngest members go to the bar.

“Sure.” Malik wobbles as he gets up. “Ryou?”

“I'll watch.”

The three make their way over to the pool table at the back of the room. Yugi and Malik grab a cue from under the table, Yugi going to rack the balls, all in a different shade of blue with the eight ball a swirl of blue and white.

“Sure you don't want to play?” Malik ask Ryou as he chalks his cue.

“Don't know how to play. I'm fine watching.” Ryou leans back against the cool white wall near the table.

The game went on for several minutes, both boys sinking several balls. With the last striped ball rolling into the center right pocket Malik wins. Smiling he sticks his tongue out at Yugi.

“Oh, shut up.” Yugi rolls his eyes before going over to Ryou. “You play the winner.” He hands the boy his cue.

“But…I don't…”

“You saw us. All you have to do is hit the ball, either striped or solid, into a pocket. Easy.”

“How do I know which one to hit?” Ryou watches as Yugi racks the balls again.

“Hold on.” Malik hits a white ball, which breaks the triangle of other balls apart. One light blue solid ball rolls in the right corner pocket. “You're stripes.”

“You don't hit until Malik misses. Then you go. When you miss it's Malik's turn again. First to get all their balls in the pockets win.” Yugi takes Ryou's place leaning against the wall.

After sinking one more striped ball, Malik misses. Pouting he goes to stand next to Yugi.

“You have to hit the white ball into another ball to sink it. Leave the swirled one until all your other balls are gone.” Malik giggles as he pokes Yugi in the rear end with his cue.

Ryou goes around the table so that his back faces the pool. Bending down he brings the long wooden stick down to the table.

“How do I hold it?”

“Like this.” Ryou jumps as strong arms wrap around him, a wet chest pressing up against his bare back.

Bakura bends down forcing Ryou to do the same. His long fingers wrap around Ryou's left hand, bringing it to the table and adjusting the smaller hand so that the cue stick rest on top of the his middle finger and his forefinger lays over it. Bakura's right hand pulls Ryou's smaller one closer to the end of the stick.

“Now you're going to sink that striped ball near the center pocket.” Ryou shivers at the closeness but nods. “It's not that far so not too hard.”

Bakura pulls the stick back slightly and pushes it forward to tap the white ball. It hits its mark, sending the striped ball into the pocket in the side. Ryou smiles as Bakura and him rise up. Malik and Yugi clap near the wall.

“Very good Ryou.” Yugi smiles at the boy in Bakura's arms.

“Yep, but you have a great teacher. Bakura can beat anyone at pool.” Malik rubs his belly with a hand.

“Over there.” Bakura points to another striped ball that is at the end of the table. “You can sink that one in the corner pocket. Come on.”

Bringing one of his hands down to Ryou's bare hip, Bakura walks them around the other side of the table. Malik smiles to himself at the gesture. Again Bakura helps Ryou line up the shot and take it and again the ball sinks into the hole.

“Now you do that one.” He points at a shot, taking Ryou around the table to it. His larger hands rest on the smaller boy's hips as he watches him lean down to line up the shot. Ryou's hands go exactly where they should, he pulls back and hits the white ball toward the desired striped ball. The balls only barely tap causing the striped one to teeter on the edge of the hole before remaining still, not falling in. The hands around Ryou's waist squeeze a little.

“Sorry.” Ryou mumbles as he stands back up to get pulled back into Bakura's chest.

“That's alright. At least I can go now.” Malik moves around the table as Bakura pulls Ryou over to the wall.

Leaning against the wall a little away from Yugi, Bakura wraps his arms around Ryou's small waist. His chin rest on top of the smaller boys head as they both watch the round form of Malik playing.

For the next several minutes Bakura would remain against the wall as Ryou shoots, motioning for him to come back into his arms when he was done. They watch as Malik once again shoots the last solid ball into a pocket before sinking the swirled ball.

“I win again!” Malik smiles as he places the cue stick down on the table.

“What to play again?” Yugi steps up to the table.

“No, the bending down has got my back hurting. Think I'll go for a swim.”

“Me too.” Both Yugi and Malik head over to the pool.

Ryou watches as Yugi takes off his white tank top, leaving him in nothing but a pair of low, loose white swim shorts. Malik keeps his short sleeved, tan shirt with his light purple swim shorts. Yugi jumps into the crystal clear water as Malik gentle gets in by the stairs in the corner. They both swim over to the other side of the pool where Joey, Drake, and Saiai are talking against the side of the pool.

“Come on, I want to get back in.” Bakura takes the cue stick from Ryou, placing it on the table next to Malik's. He jumps into the pool causing a small rippling splash. As his head resurfaces he sees Ryou standing near the pool, arms around himself. “Get in.”

“But I don't…I don't know how to swim.” He watches Bakura roll his eyes before swimming over to the underwater steps.

“Come on it, you don't have to know how to swim to get into a pool. This isn't the deep in.”

Slowly, Ryou walks down the stairs, the cool water riding higher and higher until he sits on one of the steps. The water coming up to his shoulders, his hands clutch at the steps under the water. His brown eyes looking nervously down at the water.

“Come down one more step.” Bakura moves closer to him as he does as he is told, the water now just below his neck.

“I…I think I'll just go watch from the tables.” Ryou starts to move back but is grabbed by large hands on his hips.

His eyes look up to see Bakura's face just inches from his.

“Don't be scared. It's just water.”

“Very deep water.” Ryou mumbles.

“Just keep your feet on the bottom.” Bakura moves back, his hands pulling Ryou's hips with him.

Ryou's hands let go of the steps to grab at Bakura's shoulders. He slides until he is standing on the last step, the cool water lapping at his chin.

“It's to deep.”

“I've got you.” Bakura continues moving back, his hands holding Ryou up. The small hands on his shoulders tightening as Ryou's feet leave the slick steps. “Hold your breath, we're going under for a second.”

“No…please.” Ryou whines.

“Yes, now hold your breath.” Bakura dunks them both under the water for a second.

When they come back up Ryou tries to move back. Gasping for air, when he feels his feet touch the steps he moves so that he is sitting again, the water back up to his neck.

“That wasn't that bad, was it?”

“I want to get out.” Ryou whines, his hands trying to wipe the wet strands of white hair out of his eyes.

“No. We're going over there with the others.” Bakura motions to the other end of the pool.

“But…but that's way to deep. Please…can't I just get out?” Ryou pouts at the Majestic in front of him.

“No.” Bakura turns around, his back facing Ryou. “Wrap your legs around my waist and your arms around my neck.”

Ryou does as he is told, locking his legs tightly around the slim waist. His arms going around the strong shoulders, his chin rest on his own arm. Bakura moves away from the steps. As he swims them over toward the others in the deep end, Ryou's grip tightens.

“Hey Ryou! Decided to join us after all.” Joey smiles from his position leaning against the edge.

“I made him.” Bakura stops in front of them.

“You'll learn how to swim one day. It took me a couple of weeks before I could.” Yugi giggles as Mikado tickles his ribs. “Stop that.”

“I love this pool.” Malik leans his head back on the side of the pool, his arms moving beside him to keep him floating.

“Yeah, I like it when I'm pregnant too. The water feels great on your stomach.” Yugi starts floating on his back.

“I thought Drake and Saiai were in here.” Ryou says, his lips brushing Bakura's ear making the other boy shiver slightly.

“Oh, they wouldn't stop messing around. We made them leave.” Joey says.

“They're probably in one of their rooms making out.” Malik laughs with his eyes closed.

“Vampires can have a relationship with each other?” Ryou questions.

“Yeah. The only reason they take a human as a lover is to have a child. A lot of vampires mate with another vampire but they might get a human just to have a family. The human would be nothing more than a Breeder to them. We're just lucky that these guys wanted more than that.” Yugi moves over next to Joey.

“The Majestics are really old but they've never mated before?”

“Nope. I don't really know why though. Do you know Bakura?” Joey's honey brown eyes look at the white haired vampire.

“We didn't want to be tied to someone forever. So we just had fun, playing with humans, sometimes other vampires. But after the war against the humans the others realized that they did want someone. So they started looking.”

“But Seto treated me more like a slave than a mate when we met.”

“He wasn't sure he could handle a mate. He was the coldest of all of us.”

“Really? I though that was you.” Malik cracks an eye open, he giggles as he hears a growl coming from the vampire.

“Seto was the coldest, Marik the toughest, Bakura the scariest, and Yami the nicest.” Yugi smiles.

“Every since we became their mates, they have loosed up a lot.” Joey lowers himself down until the water laps at his chin.

“And now it looks like its happening to Bakura.” Malik moves away from the edge of the pool to swim over to the once again growling Majestic.

“I'm not becoming soft like them.”

“Sure.”

“If you say so Bakura. Come on Joey, race you to the other side of the pool.” Yugi starts swimming, Joey right behind him.

“You two are rather cute like this.” Malik smiles, swimming just a foot away from the white haired boys.

“Shut up.”

“Why don't we teach your…er…our little Ryou how to swim?”

“That's okay. I'll just get out and you guys can swim.”

“No, you're learning how to swim.” Malik moves behind Ryou. “Lean back on me while Bakura turns around.”

“I have to let go?” Ryou whines as he holds tighter to Bakura.

“Yes, don't worry. You'll float, just move your arms gently from side to side. I'll help keep you up, just trust us.”

Malik takes hold of Ryou's underarms, the boy slowly moves his arms from around Bakura's neck, letting his upper body drift under the cool water.

“You have to let go of my waist too.” Bakura says over his shoulder.

Reluctantly, Ryou does so. Biting his lower lip he watches as Bakura turns in the water.

“Now wrap your arms around Bakura's shoulders.” Ryou does as he is told, his thin arms wrapping quickly around Bakura. His face going to hide in the wet, white hair of the vampire.

Malik swims around to the side of the two boys, grinning as he watches one of Bakura's arms wrap around Ryou's waist. The rounded boy looks under the water to see Ryou's legs kicking wildly behind him.

“Stop moving your legs, Ryou. Bakura won't let you drown.”

The small boy stops moving, whining slightly into Bakura's hair. His arms tighten around the other boys shoulders as Bakura leans back, bringing Ryou to lay on top of him. Malik watches as the two boys float around for several minutes. He smiles as he notices Ryou relaxing.

“I think that's enough for today. You're used to the water now. Next time we'll get you to really start swimming on your own.” Malik swims across the pool to the steps, climbing up to rest in a chair.

Bakura floats them over to the side of the pool. Moving up he grabs Ryou's hips pulling the calmed boy back from his body.

“Up you go.” He lifts Ryou until the boy's rear end sits on the edge. Letting go, he dunks himself under the water before springing up next to the boy. His firm muscles tightening under the smooth pale skin as he pulls himself out of the water.

Ryou watches the drops of water slide off the boy's body. They sit next to each other for a moment before Bakura gets up, pulling Ryou up next to him.

“Thanks.” Ryou whispers.

“Come on.” Bakura drags Ryou over to sit next to Malik. He looks around the large room. “Where'd everyone go?”

“The kids went off to play video games in my room and Yugi and Joey went to lunch. I thought I'd wait for you two. Hungry, Ryou?”

“Starving.”

“Then lets go eat.”

TBC
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