Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Engulfed in Darkness ❯ Chapter 6

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

By: Ravenx

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 Six
by Ravenx

In the month that followed, Ryou began feeling like the Majestic mansion was his home. He had gotten used to sleeping on the sofa in Bakura's room. He had become great friends with the mates and even the Majestics. Bakura was still the same though, his mood changing from almost caring to rage and hate. Ryou had learned very fast when to just sneak out of the room and head to one of the others for a little to let Bakura cool down.

Ryou had even learned how to swim, going to the pool with the others often but still keeping Bakura within an arms distance just in case. He had memorized every route to every room in the mansion, so he no longer got lost. Ryou looked forward to the times that the mates and him spent alone in one of their rooms while the Majestics were at meetings or feeding.

Ryou was thinking back on the last month as he enters Malik and Marik's room.

“Hey, Ryou!” Malik waves from his propped up position in the bed, the white comforter pulled up to his waist.

“Hey. How are you doing?”

“Okay. I just hate being in bed all the time.”

“Were you put on bed rest with Zemti?” Ryou sits at the bottom of the bed facing Malik.

“Yeah. Yugi was to with all of his. But Joey wasn't, something about him being bigger and able to handle the excess weight better the us.” He rubs his belly, smiling slightly.

“I hate to say it Malik but you're huge.” Ryou motions to the large stomach.

“Well, only about one more mouth left and I'll have my old figure back. You'll get to see me with an actual waist.” Both boys giggle.

“Where's Marik?”

“I think I was driving him crazy. He said he was going out for a little bit. What about Bakura?”

“He's taking a shower. I got bored.” Ryou lays back across the bottom of the bed, his legs kicking back and forth.

“Well its good to know I'm not the only one around here bored out of my mind.” Malik starts playing with the comforter.

“Why don't you play games?”

“I do when the boys get done with lessons and on occasion with Marik but that gets boring fast. What are you and Bakura doing today?”

“I don't know. He hasn't really talked to me this morning, just grunts and growls.”

“Still sleeping on the sofa?”

“Yep. But I've learned the best way to sleep on it without getting a back pain.” Ryou lays his arms beside his head, letting his fingers run through his white hair.

“Sleeping in this big comfy bed is starting to get to my back. I hate not being able to sleep on my stomach. That's how I sleep best.” Malik pouts.

“Well, like you said only about one more month.”

“Yeah, then I'll have a crying baby to keep me up.”

“Can I help out with Raia?”

“Of course. You can baby sit whenever me and Marik want to be alone.” Malik winks causing both to go into a fit of giggles again.

“What are you two laughing at?” Both boys look to the door where a shirtless Bakura stands. His wet hair brushed back out of his face, his dark blue jeans hanging low on his hips.

“Nothing.” Malik kicks Ryou's side under the covers.

“I was wondering where you went off to.” Bakura's bare feet carry him over to the bed. He stands looking down at Ryou, his hips nudging Ryou's legs apart to stand in between them.

“Sorry but I got bored. Thought I'd see if Malik wanted some company.”

“Next time tell me you're leaving.”

“Sorry.” Ryou giggles as Bakura's strong hands grab his hips, pulling him down a little further.

“Would you two just fuck already.” Malik rolls his eyes.

“Why don't you shut up.” Bakura growls.

“Trouble?” Yami enters the room with Yugi next to him. The two grin once they see the position the white haired boys are in.

“No.” Bakura crosses his arms, not moving away from the bed.

“I was just trying to help you.” Malik smiles before patting the bed next to him.

“Easy little one.” Yami calls as Yugi jumps on the bed next to Malik.

“Sorry.” Yugi reaches out to rub Malik's belly.

“It's okay.”

“I can understand why Ryou's here, but you Bakura?” Yami leans against one of the end post of the bed.

“You know he doesn't like Ryou out of his sight for long.” Malik giggles.

“Shut up!” Bakura growls.

Ryou smiles up at the white haired Majestic before sitting up and looping a couple fingers in the loops of Bakura's jeans. His head moves forward to rest against Bakura's crossed arms. The two boys on the bed and the one at the foot smile at the picture.

“So what we doing today?” Malik looks around the room.

“You can't do anything that means getting out of this room.” Yami warns.

“I know, I know.” Malik rolls his eyes. “But you guys can come in here.”

“We'll see. It depends on what Seto and Joey feel like doing. Where are they anyway?” Yami glances toward the door.

“I think they're still in their room.” Yugi leans over to lay his head on Malik's belly.

“Yeah, I can only guess what they're doing.” Malik plays with Yugi's soft tri-colored hair.

“And Marik is?” Yami asks.

“If he knows what's good for him, he has left you.” Bakura mumbles under his breath.

“Ouch!” Ryou unhooks one hand from Bakura's belt loops to rub the side of his upper leg.

“Oh, sorry. I thought I could kick Bakura.” Malik apologies.

“That's okay.” Ryou continues to rub his upper thigh before he takes a sharp intake of breath as Bakura's hand starts rubbing too. He smiles up at the white haired vampire who growls over at Malik as he continues to rub up Ryou's thigh, his hands kneading into the soft, black leather pants.

“I said I was sorry, stop growling at me.” Malik snaps.

“Bakura, leave Malik alone.” Yami moves a little closer to the youngest Majestic.

“What did he do to my mate?” Marik walks into the room, looking around.

“He won't stop growling at me.” Malik pouts and holds his hand out to his mate.

Marik walks around the bed, popping Bakura in the back of the head as he passes behind him. He leans down, ignoring the growling from Bakura, to kiss Malik on the check.

“I didn't do anything, why do I get hit? Your precious little mate is the one that kicked Ryou.”

“I said I was sorry. I didn't mean to kick him, I was aiming at you.”

“And why where you trying to hit Bakura?” Marik sits on the edge of the bed next to Malik.

“He insulted me.” Malik lays his head on the other pale blonde's shoulder.

“He did, huh.” Marik narrows his light violet eyes at the standing white haired boy.

“I simply implied that he was so annoying he ran you off. Don't tell me that isn't true?” Bakura's hand stops rubbing Ryou's thigh to rest on his hip, his other hand moving to the other hip as Ryou leans his head on Bakura's thin stomach.

“He is pregnant, Bakura. He can't help the way he is. Ouch!” Marik rubs his stomach.

“So now I'm annoying? I guess we know someone's gonna be sleeping on the couch tonight.” Marik hisses as he moves away from his mate.

“Come on, I didn't mean you were annoying. I just meant that when you're pregnant you…you can be a little…”

“I can be a little what?” Malik's narrowed eyes burn into Marik's wide ones.

“Yeah, Marik, he can be a little what?” Bakura smiles over toward the two.

“You can just be…a little…too perfect. And you know that Bakura will get mad at anything. He was just making it up so he could get you mad so you wouldn't be so perfect…which I don't even think is possible.” Marik turns puppy dog eyes at Malik.

“Aw…you're so sweet.” Malik smiles, wrapping his arms around Marik's shoulders and kissing him.

“You honestly didn't believe that, did you?” Bakura stares wide eyed at the two kissing mates.

“Shut up you little runt.” Marik snaps as his lips leave Malik's.

“Well, I think I'll just take my little one and get out of here.” Yami moves toward the side of the bed that Yugi jumped up on.

“Looks like the little guy fell asleep.” Malik cranes his neck over Yugi's head still resting on his belly.

“He, uh, didn't get much sleep last night.” Yami smiles as he pulls Yugi down closer to him before picking him up and starting to the door. “We'll see you guys at supper tonight.”

“Okay.” Malik leans his head back on Marik's shoulder.

“Yeah, we're leaving too.”

“We are?” Ryou pouts as Bakura moves away from him toward the door.

“Yes, come on.” Bakura calls over his shoulder as he leaves.

“See you guys at supper.” Ryou smiles before jumping off the bed and following the vampire.

“Think they'll ever get together like us?” Malik asks as he watches Ryou disappear out the door.

“As soon as Bakura quits being an ass they will.”

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“O h Seto.” Joey rolls out from under Seto to lay on his stomach. “That was incredible.”

“It was. Wasn't it?” Seto chuckles from his position to the right of Joey.

“Should I ask?”

“No.” Seto rolls over to run his hand down Joey's spine.

“We've been at it all night and the whole morning and still nothing? Maybe something is wrong with me. Maybe it's my fault we can't have another baby.”

“Don't say that. You know the serum is unpredictable. We tried for over a decade before we got Drake.”

“Yeah and we've been trying to have another son for the last twenty-five years and still nothing. And in the past fifteen years Malik has gotten pregnant twice.” Joey pouts into the fluffy silver carpet.

“We'll get you pregnant again, don't worry about it.” Seto leans over to kiss the sandy blonde's shoulder.

“You think?” Joey turns his head to look into ice blue eyes.

“I know so.”

“I guess. But I still might go to the Healers tomorrow to see if anything is wrong with me.” Joey moves up onto his knees.

“Fine, I'll go with you.” Seto watches as Joey leans on the bed, his sandy blonde head resting on the blue silk sheets, honey brown eyes closed.

“Good.” Joey smiles as he feels strong, thin arms wrap around his waist. “What? Again?”

“You know I'm always up for another go.” Seto kisses down the back of Joey's neck, his hands running up and down the smooth chest of his lover.

“Yeah, if I didn't know that before, I sure do now.” Joey leans his head back on Seto's shoulder as the brunette's lips move to his ear lobe.

“You are so beautiful.” Seto's lips caress his mate's ear, moving back down his neck to suck on his shoulder.

Joey giggles at the compliment as Seto's knees settle between his, pushing them apart. A moan escapes his lips as a large hand works down his chest and over his hip to pet his soft, rounded bottom. His head turns slight so that he captures Seto's ear with his teeth, his eyes slide shut as he starts nibbling on it.

He gasps as both Seto's hands find his hips, moving him so that he sits on his mates lap, Seto's large erection slipping easily into his much used passage. They lower until Seto's rear end rest on his own heels, Joey's head rolls away from Seto's allowing the brunette to once again kiss and lick the thin, long neck close to him.

“Seto…love the way you feel.” Joey's hands grip the edge of the bed tightly, his fingers turning white.

Seto chuckles as he lifts himself off his heels before slowly lowering back down. His hands keep Joey's hips from moving with him, causing the smaller boy to moan every time Seto raises up, hitting that spot deep within him with each inward movement.

Joey moves up, his forehead resting on the edge of the bed between his hands. His moaning becomes more insistent at the new angle at which Seto strokes his insides. His mate's soft lips work on giving his upper back and shoulders butterfly kisses. The hands on his hips tighten in an almost bruising way. The lips on his back work up near his ear.

“Touch yourself, puppy. Cum for me.”

One of Joey's hands instantly drops to his lap, wrapping around his long, hard erection. He moves his hand up and down, matching each inward and outward thrust by Seto. His thighs clutch together as his seed spills out onto the side of the bed, his hand continuing to move, milking himself dry.

Grunting at the tightened passage around him, Seto releases his essence deep inside his lover. After several minutes both stop moving, Seto rest back on his heels bringing Joey to sit in his lap, his softened arousal still deep inside him. They both remain still, Joey trying to catch his breath, Seto even trying to take in unnecessary air to calm down.

“Okay, as much as I love this I really want to be able to walk later. I think that's enough for right now.” Joey pants out, eyes closed, head staying on the bed.

Seto chuckles as he lifts Joey up, slowly exiting his well used passage. The tall brunette stands on shaky legs, reaching down he gently lifts Joey by his under arms up onto the bed. The sandy blonde boy rolls over to the other side of the bed, resting on his stomach. His bright honey colored eyes peek out from his bangs.

“No?”

“No.” Seto growls making his way to the bathroom door. Closing the door behind him he misses the slight sob from the bed.

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“I'm guessing that you two had fun today.” Malik smiles down the supper table at Joey and Seto causing the smaller boy to nearly choke on his chicken while Seto growls over at the pregnant one.

“Why don't you shut up?”

“Come on, big brother. We all know what you were doing.” A short, long black haired boy with bright violet eyes says from next to the tall brunette.

“Mokie, shut up.” Seto whispers.

“Yes, please Uncle Mokuba I really don't want to hear about what my parents have been doing in their room all day.” Drake mumbles from next to Joey.

Yugi smiles down the table at the small family who starts talking amongst themselves. His smile widens when he notices his oldest holding Drake's hand and joining in the conversation. He looks across the table at Malik who smirks and nods to the couple beside Yugi. The smallest mate looks over and sees Ryou's chair pressed up against Bakura's. The two white haired boys are taking turns feeding each other fries.

Yugi nudges Yami under the table, grinning he motions to the boys next to him. Yami nods his head with a smile before speaking.

“It seems you two are getting along, Bakura.”

“I don't think that's any of your business.” Bakura growls while feeding another fry to the blushing boy leaning his head against his shoulder.

“I think they look cute.” Malik grins, reaching beside him to take hold of his mate's hand.

“Why can't you just leave me alone! Come on Ryou.” Bakura storms out of the room, Ryou almost falling as he is dragged with him.

“Don't forget we're feeding in a couple of minutes.” Yami yells after the two.

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“I don't understand why they just can't leave me alone. They have to go on and on and on.” Bakura slams his fist in the side of a bookcase in the library.

Ryou finches as he takes a step away from Bakura's side, wrapping his arms around himself. His large brown eyes watch as Bakura struggles for unneeded breath to calm himself.

“Come here.” Bakura growls out, his eyes closed and hand still in a fist on the bookcase. “I said some here.”

Ryou slowly moves forward, he yelps as Bakura's large hand shoots out and pushes him against the wall so that he is trapped between it and Bakura's chest. His wide eyes look up into the Majestic's dark brown ones.

“You still afraid of me?”

“Y…yes.”

“Good.” Leaning down Bakura takes Ryou's trembling lips with his.

Strong hands slide from Ryou's small shoulders to his thin waist. Bakura lifts the boy up until he no longer has to bend down, Ryou's feet dangling in the air. Smaller arms encircle his neck. Moans from both boys feel the large library. Bakura slips his hips in between Ryou's legs, wedging the boy between the him and the wall with his weight.

His hands work their way up Ryou's sides and over his shoulders to tangle in the long, silky white hair. Ryou moans louder as he tightens his arms around Bakura. The lips on his become rougher and harder. He whines slightly as he feels a sharp cut on his lower lip.

Bakura pulls back, his dark eyes showing a mix of silver. Ryou stares at the long fangs peaking out from the white haired vampire's lips. Bakura grins before moving back forward to kiss along Ryou's jaw line and down his neck. The boy's eyes close as moans work their way from his throat with each kiss and nip.

“This is what I truly am, not some pathetic human. I kill and enjoy it. This is the face my victims see before they die. The one they try to run from. The one they scream at for mercy. Does it scare you?” Bakura pulls back, letting his fangs show more as he stares into light brown eyes.

“N…no.” Ryou whispers as Bakura smirks.

“Really?” He leans closer to Ryou's ear, letting a fang graze across the lobe drawing a drop of blood. “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I…I…”

“You what?” Bakura's lips suck on Ryou's ear lobe.

“I feel nervous around you. I don't…I don't fear you. I…I did at first but…but now I just…don't.” Ryou whimpers as Bakura moves his head back.

“Is that so? You jumping at pretty much my every move, is just nerves? You sleeping on the sofa with your back against the back of it, is just nerves?”

“Yes. And…and the way I sleep on the couch is the only way I don't get a back ache.” Ryou pouts as his hands move to Bakura's shoulders.

“Maybe we can change that.”

“Change what?” Malik waddles into the room with Joey and Yugi behind him, all three smile as they see the two boys.

Bakura moves back, letting Ryou's feet back on the floor.

“Nothing. What are you doing here?” Bakura barks out.

“Going to my room. The others are off to feed which you should be going too.” Malik goes over to the hidden door in the bookshelves.

“You coming Ryou?” Yugi follows Joey, stopping before he enters the small room.

“He'll be there in a minute.” Bakura watches as the boys disappear, leaving the door open for Ryou to join them. “Little shits have to interrupt everything.” He turns to Ryou who is still leaning against the wall, blushing.

Walking over to the boy he leans down to capture his lips once more. Letting his fangs slightly puncture the inside before moving back. Smirking down at the shivering boy he moves toward the hidden door, pulling Ryou with him. Once in the small room he gives Ryou a quick kiss on the lips before going to the door across from the one leading to the library.

“I should only be about an hour. When I get done I want to find you in my room.” Turning the handle he stops. “In my bed.” He leaves, shutting the door behind him.

Ryou can't help but smile as he goes through the door to the right. His eyes shine brightly as he moves toward the first door on the right once he reaches the dark blue hallway. Stopping he leans his head against the dark wood of the frame. His smile widens as his hand lifts to run across his lower lip, his tongue darting out to taste the coppery drops of liquid on his fingertips. He shivers at the memory of Bakura's face.

A thump from behind the door causing Ryou's frown to disappear, wrinkling up his nose he calls out.

“Guys? Are you okay?” Slowly he opens the door, stepping into the barely lit room he freezes as he sees the three boys on the floor at the foot of the bed, tied up and unconscious. “Guys!”

Before he can rush over to their side the door slams shut behind him, he jumps around to find a glowing pair of gold eyes staring at him.

“Well, hello cutie.”

TBC
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