Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Express ❯ One-Shot
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By: Murasaki Rose 
YB x R: The subway is one of the fastest ways to travel in Japan. But for Yami no Bakura, it takes far too long for him to keep his hands to himself.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 10.22.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 940 | Status: Completed
YB x R: The subway is one of the fastest ways to travel in Japan. But for Yami no Bakura, it takes far too long for him to keep his hands to himself.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 10.22.2009 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.3K | Visits: 940 | Status: Completed
Title: Express
Part: 1/1
Author: Murasaki Rose
Beta: None
Genre: Romance/PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi
Pairings: YBxR
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Here we go. Yu-Gi-Oh and all it's characters are the property of Kazuki Takahashi, Shueisha, Konami, Toei, and unfortunately, 4 Kids Entertainment. All mentioned characters from the other series are also not mine, they belong to their respective creators. In other words, I don't own them and I'm not making any money off of this, I'm just a fangirl having some fun.
A/N: "text" = speech, 'text' = thought, /text/ = hikari to yami mindlink, (/text/) = yami to hikari mindlink
Summary: The subway is one of the fastest ways to travel in Japan. But for Yami no Bakura, it takes far too long for him to keep his hands to himself.
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Foreward: I lay all the blame of this idea on Overstock.com. I was browsing through their anime for any good deals and learned something interesting: They don't filter out the hentai titles. Yeah. So anyway, one of the covers sparked this idea in my brain and here we are. Enjoy! ^_^v
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Deeply ensnared within a mass of faceless commuters, Ryou Bakura was a nervous wreck.
He'd never liked mass transit, with all the noise, strange people, and severe lack of personal space, but this time it was far worse. His troubles all started when his visit to his father had gone longer than intended, causing the silver-haired youth to miss the earlier train for Domino. It was only by a stroke of pure luck that he'd netted himself a hotel room for the night, but it was clear across the city and he'd have to take the subway to get there! Even worse, at this time of day there were still more than enough commuters to fill the train to capacity! Then to top things off, his yami had been in a bad mood all day and now Ryou could feel the irritation radiating from his soul room.
Uncomfortable from all the jostling and feeling just a tad claustrophobic, the gentle teen struggled to retain his composure. Taking deep, calming breaths, Ryou suddenly gasped and jumped as he felt a hand caress his backside. Instantly he twisted his head around to try and see behind him, but found no sign of anyone having made a move.
Scowling and trying not to think about it, he attempted to calm himself before Bakura realized what had happened. His darker half was almost obsessively possessive of HIS hikari and if he found out someone was touching him . . . Well, the last thing he needed was his psychotic yami going homicidal on a crowded train.
"Yipe!" Now TWO hands were cupping his buttocks, squeezing and kneading the firm globes in a pleasurable motion.
Gone were any thoughts of protecting the innocent as Ryou began fiercely prodding his yami through their link. Conscience be damned, Bakura was the only one allowed to touch him like that!
/Bakura! Someone's touching me!/
(/Lots of people have been touching you,/) the yami grumbled sullenly.
/Not like thiiii~sss!/ the teen squealed through the link. His molester had removed one hand to stroke the hikari's inner thighs, but not before giving his crotch a gentle pet. Revulsion flooded through him, /Bakura! Help me!/ he cried through their link, upset that his darkness was so oblivious to his torment.
(/But I thought you liked it when I did this?/) the spirit asked mock-innocently, giving the teen's butt a meaningful squeeze.
/YOU'RE DOING THIS?!/ Ryou screeched, now able to feel the smug satisfaction coming from his darker half.
(/I was bored,/) Bakura replied, resuming the casual groping of his light. Much to his distress, now that the gentle hikari knew who was touching him, his body had begun reacting in a positive manner to the yami's touch.
Ryou attempted to protest, /Bakuraaa . . stop. We're in public!/
(/That's never stopped us before./)
Kami, he could feel the smugness rolling off his dark! /Not when you were in spirit form! And certainly not in the middle of a crowd!/
(/What do you call that time at the night club?/) Bakura countered, focusing his invisible touch on his hikari's sensitive inner thighs.
/That's entirely different and you know it!/ Ryou exclaimed indignantly, /And I thought I told you to never mention that again!/
Invisible shoulders shrugged. (/Perhaps,/) the dark spirit replied distractedly, latching a hungry mouth onto the pale teen's shoulder.
Resisting the urge to purr and roll his head back, Ryou focused on keeping his expression neutral. It was difficult not to outwardly react though. The familiar and pleasurable sensations his lover was igniting coupled with an almost surreal-type of exhibitionism from his yami's invisible touch, made the teenager almost dizzy.
A soft, sharp gasp escaped trembling lips as an eager hand curled tightly around the hikari's painful arousal. /BAKURA! Don't you dare-!/
A dark chuckle through their link was his only reply as the hand around his cock started to pump. Biting on his lower lip and bowing his head slightly, Ryou struggled to keep his hips still, praying that his yami would stop soon.
Not satisfied with his hikari's reaction, Bakura nipped lightly under Ryou's jaw, smirking when he saw the boy's eyes fall half-lidded. Still, he wanted to give his light the best orgasm possible, even within this horrendously restrictive environment, and nothing was going to stop him from doing so.
Seeing Ryou's expressive eyes pop open in surprise, Bakura couldn't help but chuckle again even as he slipped his finger in deeper, searching for the hikari's-
/OH KAMI! BAKURA!/
'Found it!' he thought smugly, prodding his lover's prostate again and getting another mental scream for his efforts.
Hot lips on his neck, warm hands skillfully working his cock and prostate simultaneously, it was a wonder the teenager hadn't fainted. As it was, Ryou was gripping the steel pole in front of him hard enough to make his knuckles white. His legs felt like Jello and he knew if he let go he'd hit the floor in an instant.
/B-Bakura you are in so-oh! muuuch trouble! When . . When we get to the hotel!/ he panted through the link as his body raced to climax. Suddenly his vision bled white as his release crashed over him, his slender shoulders shaking from the effort it took to remain silent and still.
Invisible arms wrapped tightly around the quietly panting form, as Ryou struggled his way back to coherency.
/You better hope I find a bathroom before this leaks through,/ the teen growled at his yami, who was definitely waaay to pleased with himself.
(/Don't worry yadonushi, I'll be happy to help you "clean up",/) Bakura purred, licking the shell of Ryou's ear suggestively.
'Kami-sama, save me from my horny yami!' Ryou implored silently as his darker half started feeling him up again.
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October 21, 2009
Part: 1/1
Author: Murasaki Rose
Beta: None
Genre: Romance/PWP
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi
Pairings: YBxR
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: Here we go. Yu-Gi-Oh and all it's characters are the property of Kazuki Takahashi, Shueisha, Konami, Toei, and unfortunately, 4 Kids Entertainment. All mentioned characters from the other series are also not mine, they belong to their respective creators. In other words, I don't own them and I'm not making any money off of this, I'm just a fangirl having some fun.
A/N: "text" = speech, 'text' = thought, /text/ = hikari to yami mindlink, (/text/) = yami to hikari mindlink
Summary: The subway is one of the fastest ways to travel in Japan. But for Yami no Bakura, it takes far too long for him to keep his hands to himself.
o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Foreward: I lay all the blame of this idea on Overstock.com. I was browsing through their anime for any good deals and learned something interesting: They don't filter out the hentai titles. Yeah. So anyway, one of the covers sparked this idea in my brain and here we are. Enjoy! ^_^v
o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o
Deeply ensnared within a mass of faceless commuters, Ryou Bakura was a nervous wreck.
He'd never liked mass transit, with all the noise, strange people, and severe lack of personal space, but this time it was far worse. His troubles all started when his visit to his father had gone longer than intended, causing the silver-haired youth to miss the earlier train for Domino. It was only by a stroke of pure luck that he'd netted himself a hotel room for the night, but it was clear across the city and he'd have to take the subway to get there! Even worse, at this time of day there were still more than enough commuters to fill the train to capacity! Then to top things off, his yami had been in a bad mood all day and now Ryou could feel the irritation radiating from his soul room.
Uncomfortable from all the jostling and feeling just a tad claustrophobic, the gentle teen struggled to retain his composure. Taking deep, calming breaths, Ryou suddenly gasped and jumped as he felt a hand caress his backside. Instantly he twisted his head around to try and see behind him, but found no sign of anyone having made a move.
Scowling and trying not to think about it, he attempted to calm himself before Bakura realized what had happened. His darker half was almost obsessively possessive of HIS hikari and if he found out someone was touching him . . . Well, the last thing he needed was his psychotic yami going homicidal on a crowded train.
"Yipe!" Now TWO hands were cupping his buttocks, squeezing and kneading the firm globes in a pleasurable motion.
Gone were any thoughts of protecting the innocent as Ryou began fiercely prodding his yami through their link. Conscience be damned, Bakura was the only one allowed to touch him like that!
/Bakura! Someone's touching me!/
(/Lots of people have been touching you,/) the yami grumbled sullenly.
/Not like thiiii~sss!/ the teen squealed through the link. His molester had removed one hand to stroke the hikari's inner thighs, but not before giving his crotch a gentle pet. Revulsion flooded through him, /Bakura! Help me!/ he cried through their link, upset that his darkness was so oblivious to his torment.
(/But I thought you liked it when I did this?/) the spirit asked mock-innocently, giving the teen's butt a meaningful squeeze.
/YOU'RE DOING THIS?!/ Ryou screeched, now able to feel the smug satisfaction coming from his darker half.
(/I was bored,/) Bakura replied, resuming the casual groping of his light. Much to his distress, now that the gentle hikari knew who was touching him, his body had begun reacting in a positive manner to the yami's touch.
Ryou attempted to protest, /Bakuraaa . . stop. We're in public!/
(/That's never stopped us before./)
Kami, he could feel the smugness rolling off his dark! /Not when you were in spirit form! And certainly not in the middle of a crowd!/
(/What do you call that time at the night club?/) Bakura countered, focusing his invisible touch on his hikari's sensitive inner thighs.
/That's entirely different and you know it!/ Ryou exclaimed indignantly, /And I thought I told you to never mention that again!/
Invisible shoulders shrugged. (/Perhaps,/) the dark spirit replied distractedly, latching a hungry mouth onto the pale teen's shoulder.
Resisting the urge to purr and roll his head back, Ryou focused on keeping his expression neutral. It was difficult not to outwardly react though. The familiar and pleasurable sensations his lover was igniting coupled with an almost surreal-type of exhibitionism from his yami's invisible touch, made the teenager almost dizzy.
A soft, sharp gasp escaped trembling lips as an eager hand curled tightly around the hikari's painful arousal. /BAKURA! Don't you dare-!/
A dark chuckle through their link was his only reply as the hand around his cock started to pump. Biting on his lower lip and bowing his head slightly, Ryou struggled to keep his hips still, praying that his yami would stop soon.
Not satisfied with his hikari's reaction, Bakura nipped lightly under Ryou's jaw, smirking when he saw the boy's eyes fall half-lidded. Still, he wanted to give his light the best orgasm possible, even within this horrendously restrictive environment, and nothing was going to stop him from doing so.
Seeing Ryou's expressive eyes pop open in surprise, Bakura couldn't help but chuckle again even as he slipped his finger in deeper, searching for the hikari's-
/OH KAMI! BAKURA!/
'Found it!' he thought smugly, prodding his lover's prostate again and getting another mental scream for his efforts.
Hot lips on his neck, warm hands skillfully working his cock and prostate simultaneously, it was a wonder the teenager hadn't fainted. As it was, Ryou was gripping the steel pole in front of him hard enough to make his knuckles white. His legs felt like Jello and he knew if he let go he'd hit the floor in an instant.
/B-Bakura you are in so-oh! muuuch trouble! When . . When we get to the hotel!/ he panted through the link as his body raced to climax. Suddenly his vision bled white as his release crashed over him, his slender shoulders shaking from the effort it took to remain silent and still.
Invisible arms wrapped tightly around the quietly panting form, as Ryou struggled his way back to coherency.
/You better hope I find a bathroom before this leaks through,/ the teen growled at his yami, who was definitely waaay to pleased with himself.
(/Don't worry yadonushi, I'll be happy to help you "clean up",/) Bakura purred, licking the shell of Ryou's ear suggestively.
'Kami-sama, save me from my horny yami!' Ryou implored silently as his darker half started feeling him up again.
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October 21, 2009