Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Half Full or Half Empty? ❯ Flawless ( Chapter 9 )

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Flawless

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Ryou's POV…

I watched the hairs on Bakura's neck stand on end as I began to serve up our dinner onto some white porcelain plates. He elicited a grumble from deep down in his throat and looked toward the front door. I shrugged to myself; he was probably just growling at someone walking by. Suddenly the door flew open and I saw Shika nearly jump out of her skin as she startled awake. I watched the figure in the door leap toward me with an angered snarl on his face. The plate I was holding flew up into the air and came down, shattering to a thousand pieces on the tiled kitchen floor as Malik tackled me to the ground and grabbed me by my shirt.

/Bakura!/ I shrieked. He instantly took action; grabbing the Egyptian boy around the waist and literally throwing him against the front door with force.

"What in the name of Osiris do you think you're doing? Punk?" Bakura hissed as he held Malik up by his shirt collar, at least two feet off the ground.

I heard Malik whimper and murmur something to my yami, whose strength was overpowering against his.

"Answer me!" he shouted, holding him up closer to the door.

Shika soon came hopping across from the lounge and bent down to me. I saw her wince in pain from her ribs. Despite her pain, she tried to help me up.

"I, I, I hate you! Both of you! You stole her! You took her away! Her love! Everything!" Malik cried somewhat between a gasp for air and a gurgle. Bakura put him back on his feet and gave him a decent punch to the head, blood pouring from Malik's lip.

"Now get outa here, street rat! You're not worth my time. Next time you threaten my hikari or Shika, I will send you to a place that only nightmares are made of. Not even your own precious yami could save you this time."

Malik knew exactly where Bakura was talking about - the Shadow Realm. Marik had spoken of it. It was his birthplace. Malik dreaded it, he had been there once and witnessed the horror of it all. He scrambled to his feet, holding his bleeding lip and as soon as he was out the door, Bakura slammed the front door shut. He ran to my side. I felt like I had broken my neck when I was forced against those kitchen cupboards.

"Are you alright, hikari?" my yami asked, bending down to me.

I nodded, holding my neck with one hand and pointed up to the stovetop with the other. "Take the frying pan off the element or our dinner will be singed to a crisp." I managed to say. Shika helped me to my feet and gave me one of her crutches to help me across to the couch in the living room. She hopped along beside me.

"I'm so sorry, Ryou." She said, somewhat apologizing to me for Malik.

I smiled and shook my head. "Don't worry about it. It's natural to be jealous. I just hope he doesn't give me any crap like this at school."

"I'll stay inside the ring when you go to school then, hikari." Bakura said to me.

"Alright, I could do with the company anyway." I replied and turned my attention back to my lover who was sitting at my side, our eyes level with one another.

Shika's POV…

I looked up into the crystalline chocolate pools staring directly across at me, sparkling like diamonds. I tried not to get lost in them as I kissed Ryou. I love him. Yes. I do. I love him. An overpowering emotion of joy sent ribbons of hot salty water pouring out the sides of my eyes as I gasped for air. Ryou pulled me on top of him on the couch. He held me close and deepened the kiss desperately. I breathed in as deeply as possible to inhale Ryou's sensual cologne with a touch of apple spice. I kissed down Ryou's neck gently kissing and nipping my way down Ryou's flushed skin. I rested my head on his chin and gulped in some air, listening to his rapidly paced heartbeat. He wiped the tears off my cheeks.

"I love you, Ryou… I love you, I love you, I love you." I whimpered.

I'm in love. I admitted to myself. This is love; real love. I can't believe it. I love them… and they love me back… I'm in love…

Mom still wasn't home yet. Ryou, Bakura and I ate in silence at the table. But this time the air wasn't tense. There was no awkwardness. The meal that Ryou had cooked was wonderful. I felt like I was ready. I wanted to show Ryou everything I had to offer, whether I was bruised and scarred, I wanted to give him my all.

I got up and rinsed off my plate and took his hand, grabbed my crutches and took him to my room.

"Why are we in here? It's so much warmer in the living room." Ryou asked innocently. A wisp of silky white hair fell across his left eye.

"I want to show you -" I faltered as I saw Ryou's darker half standing in the door.

"It's okay. I can watch." He smirked, leaning against the doorframe.

"Err, Bakura… do you mind if Ryou and I have some… alone time?"

"Sure." At that he disappeared back into the living room.

"So… where were we?" Ryou asked, clearly getting the idea of our `alone time'.

"Well… you know that I love you. I want you to tell me everything about me that you like. In detail, if you can. There's no need to be shy anymore" I said, smiling at him.

He smiled shyly back at me. "Well-" He was about to touch me, then wavered. "Where am I allowed to touch you?"

"Anywhere. Start from the beginning baby."

"All right." His voice got a little huskier as he said this. "Well, the first thing that caught my attention when I first met you was your eyes; they're such a deep shade of green, and I find them so… mysterious." I smiled a little. "And I like your smile - you make me feel so blissful when I'm with you."
"Keep going…" I said, feeling even more lightheaded.
"As for the rest of your body -" Ryou wandered light hands trail down my body, caressing my shoulders and stopping at my chest, finally grasping my breasts gently in his hands. I shivered dazedly at the feel of his hands on me. "I happen to like these, as well." he said softly, and released them only to touch my flushed skin underneath my shirt. I knew he wanted to see me in my full beauty, so I lifted my arms over my head. He didn't hesitate to take off my shirt; I heard him sigh.
"You're beautiful." His long, thin fingers traced over my breasts gently, making my nipples harden.

"And I love your hips," Ryou said with a little teasing in his voice as he put his hands gently on my hips. "They make me interested to see even more." He said, obviously curious of the female anatomy.
"Well… you're about to find out…" I said, smiling seductively at him. I grasped his hands and put them on my breasts, pressing them firmly against them. With my eyes still locked on his, I rose from the bed and stood in front of him, trying my best to keep my balance. Sure I might not look my sexiest with a cast on my leg and bandages around my ribs, but he didn't seem to mind in the slightest.

"Now, to let you see what you were interested in seeing before - watch closely, now," I said, and slipped my g-string down ever so slowly, teasing him greatly. Slowly I brought my hands down, and slid the silky cloth slowly down off my slender hips, then down my thighs until they slid down of their own harmony to the floor. His eyes were as wide as I had ever seen them go.

I stepped closer to him and positioned myself between his knees, which were open a bit. Knowing the close-up of my body would make him crazy while I worked my female magic, I said, "Now… I want to show you what I like about you…."
I traced my fingertips gently over his face, taking in the heavenly expression that washed over his face. His eyes were closed, and I traced my fingertips very delicately over his eyelids and down his nose to his full lips, letting my fingers rest there a second. I was surprised to feel him kiss the fingertips lightly as I did so.
Leaving his face, I traced my fingers slowly down his neck and grazed my nails lightly against his flesh. He shivered in arousal and started to run his hands down the curved inserts at my waist and out again at my hips. I slid aside the collar of his shirt and started to undo the buttons, one button at a time until the shirt was open and off, and revealed his shivering chest to me. I trailed my fingers along his shoulders, tantalizing him with the gentle touch, and I felt and heard his breathing speed up.

"Relax Ryou… keep your breathing steady. If you want me to stop just say so."

"Oh no… don't stop… in fact, come here…" He breathed and pulled me on top of him so we were both lying together on my bed.
"I want you to show me everything Shika…please don't stop…" he croaked, practically begging me to continue. He put his hands up to my face and ran his fingers through my hair, bringing our faces close together, pulling me into a fulfilling kiss.

My hormones seemed to be racing as my body started to respond to the closeness between Ryou and I… the tender flesh between my legs was getting moist and tingly.

He whimpered into me and parted his lips, allowing entrance for my tongue. He tasted so wonderful… the sweet, wet flesh sliding against mine felt and tasted amazing. He shifted his hands from my face and ran them down my chest, clasping my breasts in his hands. The end of the kiss came with a cheeky little nip on my bottom lip from Ryou, who was obviously keen on trying new things. Not that it hurt at all, I thought it was cute.

"You're… incredible." He breathed.

"So are you…I love you…" I replied; somewhat dumbfounded at how that one kiss actually felt. Malik was a good kisser but, Ryou seemed to put so much… depth into his kiss…
Our bodies rubbed against the other's, creating an unbelievable friction between us. He took hold of my rear end and draped my good leg over his hip, being extra careful not to hurt me. He pulled me into a deep kiss once more. "Mmmm." His deep moan resonated in his chest delectably, so much so that I even felt it. My body was beginning to respond to the physical stimulation as much as his was - I could feel the throbbing and wetness of the tender flesh between my legs pulsating. Ryou moaned as I stroked him through his restricted pants, which he was obviously itching to get off. I unbuttoned them at the top and helped him get them off. He kicked them off boisterously so now he was almost as clothe-less as I was.

"I want you Shika… I can't wait any longer…" he finally spoke up and without warning his hand slipped between my legs. I gasped at finally feeling a touch on my pulsating tissue. Ryou grinned almost like Bakura's infamous smirk. "You liked that?"
"Oh yeah…" I croaked, wilting against the pillows. "Do it again, baby." His long fingers danced over my flesh nimbly and my entire body felt like it was lit aflame when he hit my most responsive spot. Realizing he had a chance to torment me with pleasure as I had done him before, he gently teased me with the tip of his index finger. My breathing quickened and I felt an outbreak of sweat glisten over my forehead. Just before I thought I couldn't stand the torture anymore, he slipped his middle finger up inside, massaging my inner walls.

"O-oh! Ryou… oh… Ra… oh…" my mind was clouded over with ecstasy. I opened my eyes to see a hazy image of my snow-haired angel watching me, clearly content with the actions he was performing on - err - in me.
He slowed his teasing and placed his warm hands on my sides again. I relaxed a bit and let my eyes slide shut, feeling his succulent lips fasten themselves to mine once more.

"Are you alright? I didn't mean to-"

I put my finger to his lips and shook my head with a smile on my face. "You're a… a…"

"Quick learner." It wasn't a question, it was a statement.
"How you work your magic on me, I will never know," I said, shaking my head at my own inability to resist him. "But I love it, I love you… God, take me Ryou! Take me!" I cried desperately.
"Alright… are you ready?" Impatience glimmered in his eyes.
I nodded in response. He took his cue and quickly slipped off his boxers, then positioned himself on top of me, looking pretty confident. But once the tip of his hard-on came into contact with the incredibly wet flesh between my legs, he began to look nervous.
"Um - are you sure you're all right with this?" he asked, a touch of worry in his voice, which I had heard only a couple of times before
"Oh yeah," I breathed, my eyes wide open, staring up at him.

"Okay…" he squeaked. "I love you Shika…" he said with a slight smile, and pushed forward, penetrating me a little. He hadn't thrust very far inside me, but I could still feel him, and I gasped.

"Oh…. Keep going Ryou, baby… don't stop…" I said through a moan.

"So warm… so… so good…" before pushing inside of me deeper, I responded with my inner muscles, clenching suddenly around him. He didn't seem to mind that at all, judging by the look of elation on his face. I shifted slightly underneath him, allowing him a little deeper inside, and he chose that moment to push all the way inside me.
"Ohhhh… you feel so good inside me," I said, my physical lust pitching my voice a little higher. "What does it feel like… Ryou?"

"Magnificent," he breathed, evidently trying not to orgasm right there and then. My unconscious tensing and relaxing of my inner muscles was not helping his cause too much. He began to thrust in and out slowly, going deeper every time. Finally he hit my g-spot, causing my hot fluids to run down the sides of his manhood. My body unconsciously vibrated from the collision, and boy did I feel it. He whimpered as I contracted around his hardness, barely able to contain himself.

"Faster Ryou… don't hold out for me… I like it rough."

"Oh good." he replied, smiling a little. He quickened his pace, and the feeling of him sliding in and out of me was divine. I drew him fully inside me when he was completely in, trying to hold him there.

"How are you doing that?" he panted. "It feels… ohhh…." His pleasure expressed itself through another of his trademark reverberating moans.
"I thought you'd like it," I said to him, and he closed his eyes as he dove fully inside me and I tightened around him. My own body began to quiver - I needed release as desperately as he did. With one hand I reached around him and pulled him deeply inside me, while the other snaked down and started to play a bit around his most sensitive masculine anatomy.
"I love you, Ryou," I whispered as I looked into his eyes, watching him ride against me, knowing that we were both close to climax.
"I - I love you, too, Shika." he said back to me, and I felt his body tense as he kept thrusting, which signaled his forthcoming orgasm. My body began to shudder a bit, involuntarily clutching at him.

"Mmm." I moaned without thinking, feeling the first little wave of pleasure pass enchantingly over me. He responded with a rumbling moan, and I smiled at him - seeing him in such pleasure was the best thing since sliced bread. Then my body decided to let loose with a fury.
"Oh - oh my God - Ryou!" I cried, screaming his name at the top of my lungs as I reached the highest pleasure I had ever reached. My climax and the resulting tightness of my body around his brought him to his pinnacle as well, and I could feel him shudder and groan and cry out in his own pleasure, exploding within me like firecrackers.
Slowly, we both came down from the high, leaving us both breathless and sedated.

After what seemed to be an eternity, I opened my eyes and raised myself up on my elbows a bit. Ryou had rolled off me and now lay beside me, dozing peacefully. Not that I could blame him, of course; we had just done a display of animalistic sex. I cleaned myself up a bit and collapsed back onto the bed, pulling a sheet over my exposed body. Yami Bakura soon came in to see if everything was alright. He looked at me, and then over at his almost-asleep hikari.

"How did it go?" he asked, sitting on the bed next to me, rubbing my frozen arms, making me jump.

All I could do to respond was give the thumbs up and heave a sigh. Bakura chuckled at me. I made sure I had concealed myself under the sheets; I didn't want Bakura seeing any part of my exposed body before our time together came.

"I drew a bath for you both." Bakura said.

"If I can manage to get out of this bed within the next three weeks I'll be impressed." I joked. Bakura didn't seem too impressed. I suddenly realized that I had been in a coma for three weeks and that both Bakura and Ryou had lost sleep over worrying about me. I looked at Bakura, indicating I was sorry for my statement. I was so close to falling asleep, that I didn't care what Bakura saw or didn't saw. He lifted my limp body up off the bed and took me down the hall to the steamy bathroom. It smelt of lavender salts and rose petals. I took off my bandages around my torso and slid into the bath, keeping my broken leg up on the side. Bakura left the room to fetch Ryou and came back with him in his arms, sliding him into the hot liquid.

"What if my mom comes home and catches us in here?" I asked Bakura drowsily, who had rolled up his sleeves and begun to lather me down with liquid soap.

"It's only seven. Afet said she wouldn't be home until at least eight thirty."

I nodded and sunk down lower under the water, watching Bakura. He looked me over with a curious stare and I swore I heard him moan as he began to wash his hands over my chest.

"Just as I imagined…" he said.

"You… your body… it's ravishing. You're beautiful… just as I expected." Bakura replied. Ryou started bathing himself.

Bakura found my bottle of strawberry and melon shampoo and started to foam my hair with it. The smell was delightful, that's why I bought it. Feeling Bakura massage the bubbly substance through my hair and scalp was so relaxing; as if I wasn't already relaxed enough. Ryou washed his hair with blueberry shampoo and conditioned it thoroughly before climbing out of the bath. Bakura rinsed my hair and freed my body of any stray soap suds. The bathwater was only just warm by the time I got out. Bakura helped me out and grabbed a thick white towel off the heated towel-rack and rubbed my body dry. We went back to my room and I got into my pyjamas. I was surprised that my mother still hadn't returned home.

I said goodnight to my lovers with a kiss and cuddle. The lavender salts in the bath that I had been inhaling sent me straight to sleep; and boy was I thankful for it. I could hardly find the strength to stay awake much longer anyway.

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