Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Engulfed in Shadows ❯ Chapter 3

[ 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?
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Engulfed in Shadows
Chapter Three
by Ravenx

“Oh, Seto.” Joey moans as his head falls back, his hands gripping the strong shoulders of his lover.

Seto sits on the blue sofa in their room, Joey straddling his lap. The sandy blonde is currently bouncing up and down on the brunette's lap. Seto wraps his arms around his mate's slender waist, his blunt fingernails raking down the smooth back.

“Love you, puppy.” Seto kisses the lean neck presented to him.

“Love you more, dragon.” Joey lowers his head, his lips capturing Seto's.

Joey screams against Seto's lips as his seed spills out onto their chest. As his passage tightens, Seto releases deep inside of him. Seto holds Joey tightly as they stop moving, their heads resting on each other's shoulders.

“Puppy? Puppy, what's wrong?” Seto pulls Joey's head back to reveal tears.

“Nothing.” Joey wipes hie wet cheeks.

“Don't tell me nothing. What's wrong? Did I do something wrong?”

“No.”

“Then what? Puppy, you're worrying me.” Seto lightly kisses his mate's trembling lips.

“I want…I want another one.”

“Another what?”

“Another baby.”

“Oh, puppy.” Seto pulls Joey firmly against him, the sandy blonde head resting on his shoulder, shaky breaths ghosting against his neck. “I know. I'd love another son but you know…you know that isn't possible right now.”

“But why?”

“Because they haven't been able to make a drug yet, you know that.”

“It's not fair.”

“I know but at least we have Drake and Brayden. We even have little Adrian. You love taking care of him.” Seto rubs Joey's bare back gently.

“Yes but then he goes back to Drake and Saiai. I don't get to do the things with him that I did with the boys.”

“One day they'll develop a drug that will allow you to get pregnant again.”

“Are you sure? It's been sixteen years and nothing. I want to be as big as a house again.” Joey's tears soak Seto's bare shoulder.

“Mikado is getting closer and closer to a cure. Before you know it you'll wish you were back to your slender self.”

“Its not fair. Look at Yugi, he has five sons. Every time we turn around he is pregnant again. Why can't I be like him? You'll realize in a couple more years that you really want another son, then what? You'll get rid of me.”

“Don't say that. You know I could never get rid of you. You're my mate, my life. The only reason I look forward to tomorrow is because you're here to share it with me. I don't care if we never have another son. As long as you are with me, I'm happy. You have to realize that.”

“But Seto…”

“No buts. Got it.” After a couple minutes of silence Seto pops Joey in the bottom. “Got it.”

“Yes. I love you, Seto.”

“I love you, puppy.”

“That was a terrible thing to do after sex.” Joey laughs as he sits up, wiping the tears from his cheeks.

“I don't care. You feeling better?” Seto runs a long fingered hand through thick sandy blonde hair.

“Yes.”

“Good. Why don't we move this over to the bed?”

“Sounds good.”

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R 20;Marik…oh…harder.” Malik's small hands clutch at the dark purple sheets under him, his pale blonde hair falling around his face as he pushes back against the hard erection inside him.

“My little kitten likes that, huh?” Marik grins as one larger hand rest on Malik's hip while his other one rubs up and down the thin back in front of him.

“Stop teasing…harder.”

Marik smirks as both his hands grab hold of his mate's slim hips. He starts to piston his own hips in and out, angling his inward thrust to hit that special spot deep inside his lover. Malik almost screams before he buries his head in the pillow below him, biting at the soft cotton fabric.

Several minutes of moaning and grunting pass. Marik throws his head back, his pale blonde hair brushing against his bottom, as he explodes inside his lover. Malik practically squeals into the pillow as he spills his seed on to the smooth purple sheets. Marik leans down to rest his forehead in between Malik's shoulder blades as they come down from their sex high.

“You have the perfect ass, kitten.” Marik mumbles against his mate's back.

“Thank you.” Malik giggles.

Marik smacks Malik's rear end before falling on his side, his arms pull Malik with him so he doesn't lie in his wet spot. Malik reaches up to brush his sweat soaked pale blonde hair out of his face. His tongue licks across his lips.

“So are you going to tell me what's going on with you and Bakura?”

“Nothings going on.” Marik snuggles against his mate's back.

“Yes there is.”

“Do we have to talk about this now? I was really enjoying the after glow.”

“I want to know what's going on. You two have always fought but never like this.”

“I don't know. Its just that here lately he has been getting on my nerves. I don't know if its him or his brats.”

“Athan and Brennan aren't that bad.”

“Kitten, are we even talking about the same kids?” Marik runs a large hand up and down Malik's side.

“They aren't the reason you'd be fighting with Bakura so tell me the truth.” Malik turns around to face his lover.

“I'm just tired of him thinking he can get away with things that I can't. He doesn't have to attend stupid, mind numbing meetings if he doesn't want to. He can stay with Ryou all day and no one says anything to him. They pretty much already expect him not to show up. But if I don't show up, if I want to stay with you, Yami and Seto almost scold me like a child. I'm sick of it.”

“Yami and Seto just expect better of you than Bakura. He is the youngest and he certainly shows it. I'd love for you to spend more time with me but you need to go to those meetings, no matter how boring they are.”

“Why doesn't he?”

“Could you really stand to be in one of those boring meetings with Bakura complaining about not wanting to be there? You'd have him killed within minutes.” Malik smiles as his mate rolls dark violet eyes.

“Yeah, you're right. But still, I don't like it.”

“I know but you have to live with it. It's Bakura, he doesn't play by the rules. You should know that by now.”

“I still hate him.”

“Marik!” Malik hits the vampire in the ribs.

“Ouch!”

“You can't hate him. We can't hate each other. We live in the same mansion, on the same hall. We have to like each other.”

“You're telling me that you don't hate him?”

“No I don't. He is weird and a little creepy but that doesn't mean I hate him.” Malik tucks his head under Marik's chin.

“A little creepy? Try a lot creepy. I don't see what Ryou sees in him.”

“Ryou loves him.”

“Why?”

“Because…becau se…he just does. He sees a part of Bakura that none of us ever have.”

“Why can't Bakura show us that part instead of the jerk?”

“Just shut up and go to sleep.”

“Don't tell me to shut up.” Marik's fingers tickle Malik's sides.

“Marik…stop…stop it…please.” Malik tries to speak between giggles.

“Nope.” Marik smiles as he leans down to capture Malik's lips.

“Mmm…Marik.”

“Malik…I want you, kitten.”

“Then take me.”

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̶ 0;I love your eyes, little one.” Yami smiles down at his blushing mate under him.

Yugi turns his head to the side, his small hands reaching up to cover his face. His small legs are wrapped tightly around Yami's slender waist. Moaning, Yugi moves his hands up to encircle his mate's neck.

“And I love your cute little nose.” Yami lends down to kiss Yugi's nose causing the little mate to cross his eyes and Yami to chuckle. “And I love your smooth cheeks.” Yami kisses his mate's cheeks. “And I love your smiling lips.” Taking Yugi's lips into a passionate kiss, Yami continues to slowly move his hips back and forth.

“Is that all you love about me?” Yugi smiles innocently up at Yami.

“Nope. I love everything about you.”

“And I love everything about you.” Yugi pulls Yami down for another great kiss.

“How did I get so lucky to have a mate like you?” Yami kisses down Yugi's neck, one of his hands moving down his lover's chest.

“Oh…Yami.” Yugi arches his hips as Yami's long fingers wrap around his trapped arousal.

“Like that, little one?”

“Yes. Oh, Yami…I'm not…not going to last much longer.” Yugi's small hands tighten on his mate's shoulders.

“I don't think I'll last much longer either.” Yami works his hips a little faster, his hand matching the pace.

Yugi shudders under him as his arousal releases onto their chests. Yami moans, his lips searching out Yugi's, as he cums inside his love. The two rock together for several minutes until they both calm down. Yami collapses on top of Yugi, his arms barely able to hold his full weight off the smaller boy.

“You know, little one, if this is what happens after a party I'm going to have to talk the boys into throwing another one.”

“That's not a bad idea.” Yugi giggles as Yami withdraws from him, the taller of the two rolling over and wrapping an arm around him.

“I just can't believe they did that.”

“Our boys are wonderful.” Yugi grabs a discarded shirt from the side of the bed and wipes their chests before tossing it onto the floor.

“Have you decided where you want to hang the picture Kurai drew for us?” Yami pulls his little mate closer to him, burying his nose in the different colored spikes.

“I don't know. Maybe beside the closet door?”

“We'll see tomorrow. I'm too tired to get out of bed right now.”

“I know what you mean.” Yugi giggles.

“And besides we have Adrian to baby-sit tomorrow. We need our rest.”

“Joey and Seto are helping us. Remind me why we are baby-sitting.”

“Saiai and Drake have a Destroyer meeting. They'll be busy with that for half the day.”

“Why aren't you going?”

“I'm not a Destroyer.”

“But you are the one in charge of everything.”

“Not just me. But I don't have to be at every meeting that doesn't really concern us Majestics…Are you wanting me gone?” Yami pouts down at his mate.

“No, of course not. I just thought you had to go. I'd love for you to spend the entire day with me, Kurai, and Adrian…and Joey and Seto…and probably Malik and Marik…and maybe Ryou and Bakura.” Yugi giggles.

“I don't know about Marik and Bakura being in the same room for long.”

“Malik and Ryou will keep them from fighting.”

“What are the other boys doing tomorrow?”

“Hikaru will probably be with Zemti all day. Mikado will be with Duke. And I'm not sure about Akira, he'll probably get together with Brayden and Raia.”

“So we'll most likely get stuck with Athan and Brennan.”

“Don't talk like that, Yami. They're great kids.”

“Whatever you say, little one.”

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“Ku ra!” Ryou giggles as he runs across the black bedroom, the red silk sheet wrapped tightly around him.

“Come back here, my little angel.” Bakura runs toward his mate.

“Nope.” The smaller mate giggles again as he tries to run past the vampire only to be grabbed around the waist and pushed up against the wall.

“Got you.” Bakura's long, strong arms pin Ryou in place, leaning forward Bakura nips at his lover's pale neck.

“What are you going to do with me?” Ryou's hands move from the sheet to wrap around Bakura, the red fabric staying in place only because it is trapped between their bodies and the wall.

“I can think of a couple things I'm going to do with you.” Bakura smirks as he steps back for a minute, the sheets pooling at their feet.

“Oh, Kura.” Ryou moans as naked flesh meets naked flesh. “Want you so bad.”

“Of course.” Bakura chuckles as he kisses along the smaller boy's ear and jaw.

Bakura runs his hands down Ryou's body. He grabs a hold of the back of the thin thighs and lifts the boy up. As his feet leave the floor, Ryou wraps his legs around his mate's waist, his arms going around the strong shoulders.

“Kura, I need you.” Ryou moans as more kisses are given to his neck.

Smirking against his lover's skin, Bakura easily slips into Ryou's passage that is already slick with several of Bakura's releases from that night. Stopping a moment to let them both adjust, Bakura nips Ryou's neck.

“Oh, Kura, move…please.” Ryou smiles as his mate does as told.

Bakura thrust in hard before pulling out slowly. Ryou's back rubs against the cool, smooth wall, his heels digging into the small of Bakura's back. Small hands weave their way through thick, spiky white hair. Ryou leans his head forward, his lips connecting with Bakura's.

“More, Kura.”

“My pleasure.” Bakura pistons his hips upward.

“Oh…and mine.” Ryou's giggle is cut short by another moan as Bakura aims his thrust for the right spot.

“Ryou?”

“Do it.”

As Ryou's trapped erection explodes Bakura sinks his fangs into the pale throat of his mate. Ryou moans out as his blood is drank by his lover. Bakura grunts against the smooth flesh as he releases his seed deep inside Ryou's passage. The tall vampire removes his fangs from Ryou's neck and licks the drops of blood pooling around the wound. Stilling his hips after several minutes, Bakura leans back slightly to look into bright brown eyes.

“Love you.”

“I love you.” Ryou pants.

“I couldn't have asked for a better mate.”

“Not that I'm complaining but why do you say that?”

“Because no one else would let me bite them during sex.” Bakura smirks as he nips Ryou's jaw.

“How do you know that?”

“The others don't want anything to do with their mates' fangs. But you, you don't seem to mind.”

“I like it as much as you do.” Ryou blushes as he lays his head down on Bakura's shoulder, his arms sliding down to encircle his mate's upper arms.

“Glad to hear it.” Bakura carries Ryou away from the wall and over to the bed, gently laying him down.

“Kura, the sheet.” Ryou points to the floor.

“Can't we just leave it?”

“No. Please.” The small white haired boy pouts up at his mate.

“I hate it when you do that.” Bakura growls before moving over to retrieve the silk material. “Why do I do what you say to?”

“Because you love me.”

“True.” Bakura throws the sheet over his mate's nude form before crawling into bed with him.

“Kura?”

“What?” The vampire mumbles into Ryou's neck, his arms wrapping around him.

“Do you think we did a good job raising Athan and Brennan?”

“Of course. Why would you ask that?”

“Cause they never help out with any thing like the other kids do.”

“They don't have to if they don't want to. Do you think we did a bad job?”

“No. I love them. I love how they turned out. But everyone else complains.” Ryou snuggles up to Bakura's chest.

“Who cares what the others think. Its none of their business how we raise our sons.”

“I guess you're right.”

“I am right. Now go to sleep.” Bakura reaches behind Ryou to grab hold of his rear end.

“I can't go to sleep when you're harassing me.” Ryou giggles.

“Then maybe we can do something else.” Bakura kisses down Ryou's jaw.

“No.”

“No?”

“ I love you, Kura, but I can't do it again tonight. I'm really tired…and getting a little sore.”

“Was I too rough with you?” Bakura leans back, his dark brown eyes smirking at his mate.

“Most of the time.” Ryou giggles. “But I like it.”

“Mmm…a sadistic little angel. I couldn't ask for anything more.”

“How about us?”

“Babies? What are you doing in here?” Ryou looks toward the door as he pulls the silk sheet further up his chest.

“Couldn't sleep.” Athan shuts the door behind him.

“Thought we would come and see what you guys were doing.” Brennan moves over toward the bed, Athan following.

“What did I say about picking our locks?” Bakura growls at his sons.

“Not to do it.” Athan smiles.

“At least we waited until you were done.” Brennan giggles as he crawls into bed next to Ryou.

“Evil little children.” Ryou smiles as Brennan rest his head on his shoulder, an arm going to lay across his slim stomach.

“Why don't you brats go to your room?” Bakura watches as Athan gets into bed behind his brother.

“Don't want to.” The eldest twin lays his head on his brother's shoulder, his dark brown eyes looking over at his father.

“Can we sleep in here tonight, dad?” Brennan snuggles up closer with Ryou.

“No.” Bakura grunts as he buries his head in Ryou's hair.

“Why not, father?” Athan wraps an arm loosely around his brother's waist.

“Because I said so.”

“Not to mention the fact that we're naked.” Ryou blushes.

“We don't care.” Athan closes his eyes as he cuddles closer to his brother.

“Please daddy.” Brennan turns his head up to pout at Ryou.

“Oh, I hate it when you do that.”

“He learned it from you.” Bakura chuckles.

“Its okay with me but you'll have to ask your father.”

“Please father.”

“Fine. Just be quiet so I can sleep.”

“Okay.” Athan mumbles as he states to drift off to sleep.

“Seriously though, why don't you sleep in your room?” Ryou reaches up to brush some of Brennan's hair out of his face.

“I don't know. It just didn't feel right.” Brennan yawns.

“Wonder why?”

“Don't know. Night daddy.”

“Good night Brennan. Good night Athan.”

“Yeah.” Athan mumbles.

“Shut up.” Bakura growls.

“Night Kura.” Ryou giggles as his mate nips his neck.

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“Do you think our parents were really surprised with the pool party?” Zemti sits on a large white sofa, his pale violet eyes watching his lover moving around the room.

“For the hundredth time, yes.” Hikaru rolls his eyes as he moves to the large four-poster bed with plum colored sheets and white comforter.

“I just want to make sure.”

“Well, dad sure loved it. He couldn't stop thanking us.” The tall tri-colored boy crawls into bed, leaning against the headboard.

“Yugi's always nice. I don't think he could be mean if he wanted to.”

“Why are you so worried?”

“I don't know. I just want them to be happy.”

“They are happy. Stop worrying and come to bed.”

“I guess you're right.” The small pale blonde moves across the room and toward the bed.

A shadow moves across the dark plum colored wall behind Zemti, it flows down the wall and onto the thick white carpet. It's edge lap at the heel of the boy's bare heel, so light he doesn't feel it.

“You know I'm always right. When are you going to remember that?” Hikaru laughs as his lover rolls his light violet eyes.

“You are just so full of yourself, aren't you?” Zemti starts to get into bed but jerks back quickly.

“Zemti, what's wrong?”

“Something has my foot.”

“What?”

“Something has my fo…”

All of a sudden Zemti is pulled down, his hands trying to grab at the white comforter but missing. Hikaru sits on the bed for a minute, his large dark purple eyes searching the other side of the bed before he moves to look over the edge the bed.

“Zemti?” Dark purple glance everywhere to find nothing. “Zemti, this isn't funny. Where are you? Zemti?”

Slowly the tall vampire slides from the bed to his hands and knees on the soft carpet. Lowering his head he looks under the large bed to find nothing. His hands reach out to brush over the carpet under the bed.

“Zemti? Honey, where are you?” Standing up Hikaru moves backward toward the door. “Zemti, if you can hear me I'm going to get our fathers. They'll know what to do. I promise I'll be back as soon as I ca…”

The rest of his sentence is cut off as Hikaru's mouth is covered in shadows in the shape of a hand. His eyes widen as he feels himself sinking into the carpet, his entire body freezing from the cold. His limbs are seemingly glued to his sides. Before he can even think to scream darkness engulfs him.

TBC
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