Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Forbidden Love ❯ Hollow ( Chapter 6 )

LusciousDragon: This is just a pissed off note!!!!

OK, I don't normally get annoyed at a reviewer, but, with a sense of déjà vu, I am forced to become angry yet again with a reviewer… (Which, you must understand is something I dislike strongly, believing that all reviewers deserve to be treated with the utmost respect…) The first reviewer I was forced to yell at was Malik's Girl, (from my fic Adrenaline) but we sorted things out… (It turned out she disliked Marik being gay) and gave me good reviews for other fics…But she at least had sort of a reason to hate me… Unlike Nonamedreviewer … You stupid bitch (talking to Nonamedreviewer)…hell, I don't care whether you are female of male, all I know is that if you weren't such a coward, you would sign your own name…are you really that stupid? If you READ my fic, (if you actually CAN read) you would know that it not only has a Yaoi scene, (which by the WAY, I am QUITE aware MEANS boyxboy sex, seeing as how one of my fics has it, well now two do…) but also a regular boyxgirl scene too… Which I am also aware is NOT YAOI!!!! So fuck off and bitch to someone else…Why don't you??? Unless no one wants to listen to you, which is quite possible. It is sooooooo simple… If you don't like my fic, DON'T read it!!! Even someone whose brain capacity is as small as yours doubtlessly is, can figure that one out!!! Even if you don't like my fic, you have absolutely NO reason to give it such a HORRIBLE review… So if you want to BITCH off at someone, please find someone else…I don't want to waste my time with scum like you!!!! That being said…I'll continue…

Thanks to-

pingpong

Anime Master

Disclaimer: don't own Yu-gi-oh…

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Chione left the Pharaoh's room, and went to her own room, she lay down on the bed and the realization of what just happened hit her like a thousand lightning bolts. She was unable to speak, it couldn't be true, could it? She took of her nightgown, and saw with increasing horror the scratches the Pharaoh had given her in the midst of his passion. Her gaze went down to her virginal opening, the flaps were a harsh red, and she noticed that her opening had been ripped slightly, she went cold, it was true, she was no longer a virgin, she felt hollow. How could she have done this, she was not a slut, so then why had she yielded to lust? She had given up that which Bakura was supposed to take from her, to a complete stranger. She flopped down onto the bed, she expected tears to form, but she was too shocked to even cry, she just lay there, not believing that this had just happened. She let her fingers reach into her no longer virginal passage, feeling for the block that signified virginity, it was no longer there. Her fingers could delve farther inside herself than they ever would a virgin, she withdrew her hand and was sickened to find it covered in her juices. She wiped her hand on the bed, thinking about how she couldn't even control her on body. She loathed the fact that her hormones and her body were working against her, her pleasure was stronger than her moral sense of responsibility. Her body was turning her into a pathetic whore. Even at this very moment, she was still thinking about how amazing it was to have a man inside her, and she was craving that feeling, wanting it, needing it. Chione cursed herself and her disgusting desire for sex. She felt that she was becoming a nymphomaniac, a total whore. She may as well ask for pay she thought wryly. But it was so unfair to Bakura what she had done. It had been an entirely selfish deed, her body's way of satisfying its increasing appetite for the touch of a man. To take away her virginity was all Bakura asked of her, she had always supposed he would be her first, and why not, she had known him all her life, and since an early age had made the conscious choice to marry him, and have his babies. Now she was no longer a virgin, and he would no longer want her. The tears that had taken so long to form, finally filled her eyes, over spilling and streaking down her fair face, and finally splashing onto the bed. She lowered her head, and wept.