Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Going Down? ❯ Revenge is Sweet ( Chapter 6 )

Humming happily in the kitchen, Ryou prepares breakfast with a bright smile on his face. As he starts to fry some bacon, three heads automatically appeared at the doorway. Ryou, wearing only an oversized shirt and an apron, didn't flinched when he felt a familiar arm wrapped themselves around his waist and a pair of lips biting the flesh of his neck.

“Mornin’, honey.” Bakura murmured into his neck, causing Ryou to giggle.

“Good morning to you, too. Hungry?” He held up a cooked sausage to his mouth.

The snow-haired demon caught the scent of the tasty meat and bit it out of his fingers. Ryou couldn’t help but giggle when the other licked the oil off his fingers like a dog.

“Yum.” He complemented, licking his lips. His eyes brightened as his glance over the lack of covering his lover has on. “Now how ‘bout some breakfast?”

“Sure. Would you like your eggs scramble or sunny-side-eep!” he squealed when a pair of cold hands sneaked under his apron and lightly clawed his flat chest. “-up?”

Bakura pulled the small albino against his chest, his sly hands touching the sensitive spots to make his little angel moan. He whispered seductively against his ear, “Surprise me.”

A shiver of anticipation went through Ryou’s small frame and he felt himself losing control and leaning against the ministrations of his lover. Opening his mouth, a gasp escaped his lips as his hands subconsciously jerked the fork in the bowl holding the eggs.

“Mm, Bakura.” The smaller boy moaned passionately, turning his head back to accept the kiss when suddenly a pair of familiar golden head appeared at the door. Again.

The first with soft features blinked with wide eyes as if his eyes only see heat waves. The second twin with sharper lines tipped his head up, sniffing the air like a fox. His ears twitched as he caught a familiar scent.

“I smell food.” Marik just blurted out, staring blankly at the two couple in front of the stove. Under him, Malik nodded his head in agreement.

From the stove, Bakura has a scowl on his face by the interruption. “Go away.”

They pouted. “But we’re hungry!”

After a few seconds to get his head back, Ryou blinked awake and noticed that his eggs were scrambled to the point that it’s butter. He blushed and quickly put down the bowl.

“Um, I’m almost done. Just sit down while I finish making the eggs.” He told them as he moved to crack a new set of eggs.

The two Egyptians cheered happily while the dark-skinned albino’s frown deepened. He sneaked behind Ryou again, making his squeal.

“You owe me later.” He whispered into Ryou’s ear, sounding threatening yet seductively at the same time. The smaller boy shivered.

Ryou finished setting down the food when Yami came walking in dressed in his tight, nightwear. Ryou inwardly realized that most of Yami’s clothes have one thing in common: they’re dark and close to bondage.

“Good morning, Yami.” He greeted the King of Games with a shy smile.

“Good morning.” Yami yawned and returned the smile as he took his seat. He gave a once over Ryou’s one-shirt attire and smirk at the dirty thoughts.

“Oh!” Ryou suddenly remembered and went down to the hall.

The four watch in curiosity as they listen to the faint voices from the hall and a whine. And then they heard some soft scuffling of footsteps on carpet. Ryou popped into the room with a smug smile on his face that resembles a lot of Bakura.

As if he’s calling out a pet, Ryou called out, “C’mon, Yugi. Time for breakfast.”

There was a soft whine again and suddenly the cutest thing they have ever seen walked in. Their jaws dropped and Yami felt his heart stopped for two full minutes.

Standing shyly in the door way is Yugi donned in a pink and white lacy Lolita dress with matching stockings, gloves and a big pink bow crowned on top. The skirt is puffy around his waist that it could flutter up and a large bow that almost enveloped his whole chest with a golden Egyptian eye pendent and another on top of the crown of his head. His face is colored by his blush and his eyes are wide, glued to the floor. He has his hands folded over his front and the tip of his toes crossing each other.

He is like a living doll.

Ryou continues to smirk at his creation. “Go on, Yugi-chan, greet your guests.” He cooed, like a mother to a child.

Yugi twitched and fidget at the spot, avoiding eye-contact as best as possible. “A-ano, g-good m-morning, e-everyone.”

There was a moment of silence.

A loud, high-pitch squeal broke it.

“OH MY RAA! You’re so CUTE!!!” Malik squealed, jumping out of his seat and glomped the surprised Yugi. He gathered the ruffled bundle into his arms and squeezed the life out of it. “EEEEEEEE!!”

The others laughed at the happy Malik and horrified Yugi as they spun around in a happy circle. Malik finally stopped spinning after the fiftieth revolution and set the dizzy boy on his feet.

“Oooh! I wanna feed him!” He looked to Ryou with puppy dog eyes, rubbing his chin on the top of Yugi’s head. “Can I? Can I? Pweese?”

Ryou just giggled and nodded. “Sure, but let him calm down first.”

Happy, Malik dragged Yugi to the table and set him down on the seat next to him. It took a couple of seconds for him to stop seeing doubles and sighed in relief.

“Feel better?” a low voice spoke from his side.

Yugi jumped in his seat and snapped his head to see Yami smiling laughingly at him. His face instantly turned red in embarrassment. He lowered his head, not meeting the handsome man’s eyes. He nodded.

Yami’s smile grew wider at the shy boy’s innocent action. Picking up the tea pot, he poured Yugi’s dainty cup. Yugi murmured a ‘thank you’, taking the cup with shaky fingers and idle sips.

The rest of breakfast went as usual. Some perverted comments here and there, talking about what they’re going to do today and etc. While they talk, Yami was the sneaking glances at the nervous Yugi next to him.

While Yami only just met Yugi, he felt strangely close to the young teen in a way as if he has known him all his life. And he can’t deny that he felt a strong attraction to the other. So from the short time he has studied Yugi, he could clearly see something off from Yugi’s behavior.

He noticed it the moment Yugi shuttered to his seat with timid baby steps and almost winced when he sat down on his chair. The boy has not touched his food, only sipped tea. In fact, he looked like he’s struggling to stand still in his seat but is having a hard time since he keeps wiggling in his seat.

“Oh, that reminds me, I need to go to the store later to pick up some groceries.” Ryou mentioned when he finished washing the dishes. “Bakura, can you come with me?”

“Eh? Why?” he asked lazily from the couch, a stubborn pout on his demonic face.

Ryou shot back his own puppy pout and added the wide eyes to insure a victory. “Be-cuase I need some strong arms to help carry the bags up for me.”

Bakura rolled his eyes and replied flatly, “Then why don’t you ask Marik?”

The innocent teen puffed and turned his chin away. “Fine. And I’ll give him the good treat for helping me too.”

On cue, a white flash passed by, sweep Ryou as it went out the door with a “See ya later!” and a slam. The others just stared at the scene that just happened as if it was an everyday routine. Malik clapped his own hands.

“Well, guess we’ll be going too.” The younger Egyptian waved his hand to his lover to follow. “Marik, come.”

And like an obedient dog, he went, leaving the two gamers in each other’s company. An awkward silence fell upon the kitchen. Yami look at Yugi and offered a kind smile. Yugi peeked up from his bangs, caught the look and blushed.

“Are you feeling all right, Yugi?” Yami finally asked.

Yugi started. He didn’t think anyone would notice his weird behavior and was more than surprised to have Yami of all people to see first. “Oh! Um, yes. Thank you.”

Not believing what the other say, Yami scooted closer and pressed on. “Are you sure? Not upset about yesterday, are you?”

At the mentioning of last night’s scandalous incident, Yugi instantly turned red and flustered. He shook his head and stuttered out mix of words. “N-no, it’s just, I-I’m- no, I mean-, t-there, something, I-I…mmmngh!” he whined, squeezing his eyes shut as tears starts forming.

“Yugi? You don’t look so good.” Concerned, Yami suddenly reached to touch his forehead. Yugi squeaked when their skin made contact and he immediately flushed. Yami didn’t noticed, only concentrating on his temperature. “You have a high fever!”

“Eh?” and before Yugi could blink, Yami was carrying him bridal-style to the room. The sudden shift of position caused the small teen to gasp as more heat build up through his body by the other’s presence. “Y-Yami! W-what are y-you doing?!”

“You’re sick. You need rest.” The older male said sternly, his expression serious.

They reached the bedroom that Yugi is very familiar with last night. The bed sheets are fresh and white; Ryou cleaned it after Yugi woke up. The curtains were drawn open so the bright sunny rays light up the room.

When Yami gently set Yugi down on the bed, only then did he noticed the strained expression on the other’s face. He quickly became worried. “Yugi? What’s the matter? Are you hurt anywhere?”

The other just shook his head with tears running down his flushed cheeks. Trying to open his eyes, he grabbed the edge of Yami’s sleeve with one hand while twisting his skirt with the other. He stared up with desperate violet tear-filled eyes. “Ya…mi.”

“Where does it hurt?” the King of Games spoke softly, his voice in a soothing tone. He placed his hand on the boy’s chest. “Here?” Yugi shook his head. The hand moved down to his stomach. “Here?” he responded with another no. “Where?”

Yugi hesitated for a moment, too embarrassed to tell him but the uncomfortable feeling w as killing him to the point he think he’ll go insane. Shutting his eyes, Yugi toss caution out the window, Yugi grabbed the edge of his frilly skirt with his shaky hand and lifted it up to his chest.

His face turned dark red when the ruby eyes trailed lower.

Yami stared and blinked. Not only did Ryou made Yugi wear a Lolita skirt, he had also forced the poor boy to wear panties too! He inwardly shook his head and focused on the problem at hand. He saw the problem. Well, two problems.

One was an obvious erection that is desperately staining the white-cotton panty to the point that it is soaked with pre-cum. And two was a very vague object that’s moving just below his penis. It was a vibrator.

‘Ah.’ Yami said in his head in a matter-of–fact tone. ‘So he’s been holding it on all this time. Poor kid. Note to self, never get on Ryou’s bad side.’

A soft whine dragged his attention back to the writhing boy beneath him.

“Yami…” Yugi cried quietly, his eyes filled with tears and his face scrunched up in confusion and frustration. “Please…help me.”

“Don’t worry; I’ll take care of everything.” Yami gave him a charming smile while thinking of naughty thoughts. He barely held back the urge to uncharacteristically giggle like a girl. ‘Oh, I’m SO going to enjoy this’

Leaning his face right in front of Yugi’s crotch, Yugi tensed when he felt Yami’s warm breath brushing against the tip of his erection that’s popping ever so slightly from the panty. A finger reached out to tap the tip where a glob of pre-cum was leaking out.

“Y-Yami?” Yugi cried out softly uncertainty.

“I told you not to worry. Let me handle it.” With that said, Yami licked the tip of his penis.

Yugi cried out in surprise and his small frame shook with pleasure. Smirking at his innocent reaction, Yami continue to attack the organ, licking and sucking him. His mouth released the tip to move down to the front of the cloth. Opening his mouth, he gently nibbles at Yugi’s balls.

“Aaagh! No…Yami.” Yugi moaned as he felt waves of pleasure washed all over his shaking body from he kisses. Subconsciously, he clenched around the dildo he momentarily forgotten to now. With both his sensitive area being stimulated, Yugi turned harder. “Haa…!”

“Wow. You’ve gotten so hard.” Yami chuckled softly, teasing the twitching cock. “You’re popping out of the panty.”

“Yami! Ah…!” Yugi cried out again, his fist gripping hard on the skirt. He made a pained expression. “My body…f-feels…weird.”

Yami backed off to take off his own clothes as he watches him. “You are just feeling good. But,” he paused as he tossed the last of his clothing off. “Do you want to feel even better?”

Still confused but not clearheaded, Yugi just nodded. Yami smirked.

Sliding his now nude body along Yugi’s side, he reached down to where the end of the vibrator was sticking out and grabbed it. Without warning, he slowly pulled it out.

“Ah! Y-Yami? W-what?”

Before he could finish the question, Yami pushed the vibrator back inside him, causing his to clench again and another jolt of pleasure went through him. “Aah!”

And just from that small movement, Yugi came, spilling his cum all over his legs and skirt. His body turned limp on the bed and his breath turned ragged. Yami chuckled at the sight, finding Yugi so adorable.

“You came so much.” The older teen sounded impressed, his fingers touching the white fluid.

“I…came?” Yugi repeated, not understanding what it means. Yami just shook his head.

“But it’s sort of unfair that you get to cum and I didn’t.”

“Eh?” Yugi’s eyes widen in surprise and then lowered in shame. “I’m sorry.”

Yami petted his head and smiled charmingly again. “It’s all right. You can make up for it.”

“H-How?”

Suddenly, Yugi felt himself being picked up and flipped around. Soon he found himself on his four, facing Yami’s private parts and his butt facing Yami’s face. He blushed.

“Y-Yami?” Flustered, he tried to move but Yami caught his waist.

“No. You’re not going anywhere.” Yami said cheerfully.

“B-But!”

Yami cuts him off. “Yugi, do you remember what Ryou did to you with his mouth yesterday and what I did a few minutes ago?”

He nodded timidly. “Just to the same to me and I’ll do it to you. It’s called ‘69’.”
“Sixty…nine?” more confused than ever, Yugi just stared at Yami’s large cock and gulped. “O-Okay.”

Hesitantly, he tried to wrap his mouth around the whole thing but found it too big and almost choked.

“Don’t rush it. Just take in little by little.” Yami instructed. “Lick it first. Yeah, just like that. Good.”

Yugi did as he was instructed and slowly becomes accustomed to it. It felt weird to him at first, having no experience in this area – minus the small play from Ryou. Flicking the tip of his tongue over the head, he licked until it was wet and dripping with his saliva and pre-cum. Dribbles of white liquid slid down and touched the innocent tongue.

Surprised from the new taste, Yugi stopped for a second to roll the salty flavor in his mouth.

“What’s wrong?” Yami’s low voice asked from behind.

“N-Nothing.” He stuttered and returned to licking and sucking.

After a while, Yugi is comfortable with the position and even enjoyed sucking on Yami’s dick. Yami, on the other hand, is bored and wants to move forward. Grabbing the pale globes in front og him, he spread the buttocks with his thumbs to see the pink entrance. He smirked as he leaned forward and touched it with his tongue.

Yugi yelled when he felt something wet touching his butt and fear went through him “Y-Yami! W-What are you- ah! Don’t! Not there, not there!”

“But Yugi, look how much you’re enjoying it.” Yami teased, flicking his tongue over the spot until it w as twitching. “I think you like this more than you want to admit. What a perverted little boy you are.”

“No! You’re wrong.” Yugi whined in discomfort as the weird feeling starts to fog his mind. Suddenly he felt something invaded him. His eyes widen. “Waah!”

Yami held one hand to his hips when Yugi jerked while his finger explored the virgin hole. “Shh, calm down. Just get use to it.”

Listening to his instruction, he tried to stay calm but the feeling was so strange. He could literally feel the details of his finger moving and rotating around inside him.

“Mm…nnah…Y-Yami.” Yugi lowered his head down on Yami’s thigh, tensing when another finger entered him. “I…I-It feels…weird.”

A feral grin appeared on Yami’s face.

Yami loosens him a little more until he thinks he’s ready. Flipping them around again, Yami brought them both in an up-right position with Yugi straddling over his lap. He pressed his lips against his ear and whispered, “Are you ready?”

Unable to form a word, Yugi just nod his head up and nod, wanting nothing more than to be satisfied. Seeing the signal, Yami slowly lowers the smaller teen onto his hard rod.

“Ahh! Yami!” Yugi cried out as he was filled to the hilt. He felt stuffed, Yami was too big. It hurts, he admits, but…he wanted more. “Ooh.”

Yami bit his lip as he felt Yugi clenched around him, trying to adjust to the alien feeling. He had to use all of his power not to rush Yugi and practical rape him the second he entered him. “Yugi? Are you okay?”

“H-hurts.”

A tiny twinge of guilt hits his chest, making the older man wince. “I’m sorry, Yugi. I’ll be gentle.”

“No. Hurts. Good.”

“Huh?”

Yugi looked up at him, his expression is clench in pain but his eyes are shining with lust. “It hurts, but it feels so good.”

“What?” Yami was taken aback by that comment.

Tilting his chin, Yugi rained tiny kisses around his mouth, like a kitten. “Mm, Yami, more. Hurt me more.”

From that moment, Yami has learned a new fact about Yugi.

Hands on the slim hips, Yami lifted Yugi up until he slipped out of him before forcefully dropping him on top of his cock again. With gravity’s help, it pushed Yugi to take in more of Yami in.

Yugi yelled out in pain but changed to a pleasure moan. “Ah! Ah! Ooh!”

Yami continues to repeat the action, his actions getting rougher. Yugi’s moan became louder; his body was shivering as every muscle in his body jolts more pleasure. He loved the harsh rhythm, driving his body with Yami’s movements.

“Ah…! Ya…mi! Ah! H-Harder!” Yugi begged, kissing sloppily. Opening his mouth widely, trying to eat the older man alive. “M-More…Yami, more!”

“God, Yugi!” Yami hissed, sweat dripping down his face. Forcing his hips harder into the small teen, he could feel himself getting close to reaching climax. He doesn’t how much longer he could last.

Not wanting to come too soon, he pulled out Yugi and pushed him on his fours. Yugi made a sound of protest when his pleasure was taken away but moaned loudly when Yami slammed back into him from behind. He nearly burst in tears when the other teased him by pushing completely in and out.

“Y-Yami! I…I…feel, ah…” Yami could feel him about to cum too and quickly gripped the leaking member. He smirked with he heard the boy’s horrified scream and his small struggle. “Waah! YAMI! What are you doing?! L-Let go!”

“Not yet, Yugi. Hold out a little longer.” he said teasingly, snatching a loose ribbon from Yugi’s ruffled dress and expertly wrapped it around Yugi tight enough to prevent the other from cumming. “Can’t have you cum before I do.”

“N-No! Yami! Please!” Yugi begged, frustrated tears running down his cheeks. His body aches to find release. He tried to reach down to pull the ribbon away but Yami caught both his hands and quickly tied them behind his back with the extra ribbons. “YAMI!!”

The older male just smirked and admires his quick hands. Cards aren’t the only things he’s good at handling with his hands.

Yugi whines and fought against Yami’s hold. Yami, on the other hand, has other plans. The ribbon trick sparked an interesting idea that he wants to try. And now seems to be a perfect time.

“Yami! Stop it! Let me go!” Yugi demanded again, struggling to rip the ribbon from his wrists. But again, Yami puts a hand to stop him. He forced the younger man to face him and smiled charmingly. That made Yugi stop his struggles. “I want to c-cum.” He whimpered, his small frame shivering in need with tears in his eyes.

“Don’t worry, my sweet doll.” Yami said coyly. “But not before we have a little…fun.”

Yugi let out a shudder of fear and excitement when Yami lifted up a bundle of rope and snapped it. He licked his lips.

“Fun?”

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“Yami! We’re back.” Ryou called out when they’ve returned. “And we brought back goodies!”

When no responses were given back, Ryou became worried. He went to check the kitchen to find no one. “Did he left?”

Marik and Malik shook their heads, pointing to his leather boots by the doorway and starts sniffing around for their leather-dressed friend. Ryou was about to check the bathroom but stopped when he heard a crackling snap sound coming from the bedrooms.

“Yami?” Ryou walked cautiously towards the room, the three others closely behind. The small albino held his breath as he slowly pushed the half-closed door open. “Y-Yami?”

“Mmnh! Mmm!”

SNAP!

“What’s the matter? Are you beginning to enjoy yourself again?”

SNAP!

“Mmgh! Aangh!”

“We can’t have that now, can we? Should I tighten the ropes more?”

TUG.

“NNNNGGHHH!!”
Yugi is naked and tied in a beautifully knotted twist forces his arms to the air, making him support himself on his knees which are spread wide open and red with dark bruised slashed everywhere. His eyes were blindfolded, mouth gagged with a ball and if they’re not mistaken, cooled candle wax on his left, very erect nipple.

And Yami is right next to him. With one rope that connects to a pulley on the ceiling which holds Yugi up along with a very familiar black leather whip in the other. He too was dressed in nothing but his belt collar.

“Are you about to cum again, Yugi? Already?” Yami whispered sweetly against his ear, tugging the rope. The movement tightened the knotted ropes around the chest and groin area, causing Yugi to shudder. His cock twitched and a dribble of semen leaked out. With a harsh flick, Yami’s whip attacked the sensitive organ and Yugi cried out in pain through the gag. “Did I say you could cum?” he asked in a cold tone.

The small boy shook his head and whimpered an apology. “Good boy.”

The four by the door stared at the display. Ryou was the first to shake off the shock and pouted haughtily.

“Yami! What in the bloody hells are you doing?!” he demanded, stopping towards the intimate pair. “This was supposed to be MY revenge and you’re taking all the fun!”

Yami chuckled lowly and nuzzle against the small teen’s cheek. “Sorry, Ryou. I just couldn’t resist a cute masochist like him.”

Ryou tried to glare but couldn’t get angry at the man. Instead, he pouted against and crossed his arms. “Fine, I’ll forgive you. But I get to be in him next.”

“Fair enough.”

“Oh! Can I play with the whip, Yami? Please?” Malik asked hopefully.

“Aww, can I try it next too?” Marik chirped in as they bounced onto the bed with them.

Bakura stood by the door with an annoyed expression on his face. He opened his mouth to complain that he was hungry and wants Ryou to make something for him but when he caught sight of his small lover’s pleasured face as he entered his friend and his bare pale ass, he had a new appetite to satisfy.

“I guess food could wait. This time.” He muttered to himself as he joined them.

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"There is still something I don't get though." Ryou blurted out, a frown on his angelic face, showing that he's dying to know the answer. "How in the bloody hell did you possess that damn catalog?"

All eyes were on the small boy who's snuggled comfortably in between his lover's embrace and legs. Yugi in return tilted his head to the side adorably and gave them an innocent bemused look. "From Jou, of course." he answered simply.

Ryou was shocked by the unexpected answer. With one answer that could bring up more and more of the confusion. Speechless for exactly thirty seconds, Ryou picked up his jaw and shot out rapid questions.

"Jou! As in Jounouchi? That Jou?" the albinohis eyes wide with confusion. The tri-colored hair teen nodded. Beyond confused, Ryou run his fingers through his long hair and scream in frustration. “What? How? Why?! Argh! I don’t understand anymore!”

Bakura just yawned and stretched out on the pillow. “Who cares? Point is you got your revenge, got your answer and some good sex.”

Defeated, the British agreed with his lover and fall back with him. “I guess, you’re right.”

“Jounouchi?” Yami scrunched up his brow in thought. ‘Now where have I heard that name before?’

Yugi looked at him. “What’s the matter, Yami?”

“Nothing, Yugi. Just thinking that another earthquake will come soon.” He said flimsily and kissed his forehead.

“Earthquake?”

“Ryou?” Malik and Marik poked the tired albino with puppy-dog eyes. “We’re hungry.”

The teen sighed and smiled kindly at them. “All right, I’ll get dinner ready.”

“Yay! Food! Food! Food!”


Yes! Finally done! *cries in joy* over a year of procrastination and writers-block, finally got to the end. Sorry for the agonizingly long wait. But sad to say, won’t be making any new YGO fic any time soon. Too obsessed with new fandoms and etc. Hope you all enjoy the last chapter and thanks again for reading 8D. peace out!