Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Happy Birthday Yami! ❯ Part 2 ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Yami-Jen 
Malik and his Yami work their magic!! ^_^
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.14.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Malik and his Yami work their magic!! ^_^
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.14.2003 | Pages: 2 | Words: 1.5K | Visits: 1.2K | Status: Completed
Happy Birthday Yami!
By: Yami-Jen
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A/ N: Okay now, here's what you've been looking forward to! Ryou in leather pants! ^_^ I wasn't going to post this till tomorrow, but then I realized I almost definitely won't go on tomorrow....So Merry Christmas a day early!!! ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or the characters. I just own what happens in this story! ^_^
Warnings: Yaoi!! As in boy/boy action! And maybe some naughty words, fluffiness, and OOC!
*Quick story notes*
Yami Bakura = Bakura
Ryou Bakura = Ryou
/blah/ = Ryou to Bakura
//blah// = Bakura to Ryou
\blah\ = Malik to Yami Malik
\\blah\\ = Yami Malik to Malik
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~Part Two~
Poor Ryou was sitting on a stool inside Malik's house as the Egyptian and his yami circled him like vultures and communicated mentally.
\\That sweater is awful. I see why Bakura despises it.\\
\So true. I suppose he can borrow some of my clothes for tonight.\
\\I know just the outfit.\\
\Lemme guess, my incredibly tight, revealing leather pants?\
\\Gods yes. And that sexy maroon shirt that's extremely low cut with all the buttons undone.\\
\Are you drooling?\
\\We'd better hurry up and get Ryou the hell out of here cause just talking about that outfit makes me horny!\\
\Then that outfit it is.\
Ryou had been sitting there the entire time, extremely tense as the two sometimes-psychotic boys discussed him mentally. He wished they'd just talk outloud. The silence was nerve-wracking. Malik finally walked out of the room and left Ryou with his eviler counterpart, who smiled ferally at the boy, "So Ryou....is Bakura usually dominant when you fuck?"
Ryou nodded with a shakey smile. The spiky-haired yami chuckled, "I figured that. I can tell you though, he was always the submissive one in Egypt. And he liked it. A lot."
Ryou nodded again. He could never see Bakura letting himself be taken by his 'weak' lighter half. But Yami Malik kept talking, "I can tell you think he won't give up his dominance. I'd recommend chains and a gag maybe. He'd definitely like that."
Ryou could see Bakura easily picking the locks and beating the crap out of him if he tried that. Thankfully, Malik came back into the room about that time, saving Ryou from his S&M loving yami. He was holding the outfit that was described earlier, and had a glint in his eyes, "Try this on Ryou dear." he drawled out, eager to see the rather innocent-looking boy in some very un-innocent clothes.
Ryou gulped and took the armload of clothes. After standing there for a bit, he walked off to the bathroom to change, leaving the other two disappointed.
\Damn. I thought maybe he'd just strip for us.\
\\I don't see that happening.\\
\Well I could hope right?\
\\Hmmph. I think I'm getting jealous.\\
Malik approached his yami, giving him a sultry look. "I'd much rather see you strip anyways."
Yami Malik grinned and pulled his hikari to his chest. "He'll never look as good as you do in that outfit." He said before crushing his lips into his light's.
He wrapped his arms around Malik's waist, pulling the other's hips into his own. Malik threw his arms around his yami's neck and tangled his hands into his spiky hair. Things were starting to heat up when Ryou called out from the bathroom, "Um....I don't think I should wear these pants..."
The pair groaned and separated. Malik called back irritably, "Why the fuck not? I'm sure they look good on you!"
There was a bit of silence before the answer came back, "You can see my underwear through them!"
Both yami and hikari chuckled at that. "Then don't wear any! I don't!" Malik said, giving an evil look to his yami, who then pounced on him.
There was no response and a few minutes later Ryou walked out to find the two tanned boys making out furiously on the couch. His face reddened before he cleared his throat, making his presence known.
The two boys looked up guiltily and then jumped up, straightening their clothes. They then feasted their eyes upon Ryou.
"Holy shit..." Was Malik's only comment. The boy looked stunning. The leather pants fit him perfectly. And without underwear, they left nothing to the imagination. And right at the moment it appeared Ryou was pretty happy to see them. And the shirt was a perfect complement. It hung loosely, and even though Ryou had buttoned it up, it was low cut enough to show a large amount of skin.
"Very nice..." Yami Malik purred as he reached out to undo the top few buttons, "Go like that and you'll be irresistible to your yami. And fight for dominance. He'll think that's sexy as hell."
Malik sauntered over to the boy and smiled, licking his lips, "Do you want to practice on me?"
Ryou flushed some more. The pants were now almost unbearably tight, "Um....I don't know if Bakura would like that..."
Malik smirked, tracing a finger down Ryou's chest, "Well he screwed me. It'll only be fair if his hikari did as well."
Ryou shook his head, "I'm not going to cheat on my yami, especially on his birthday."
Malik pouted in disappointment and pulled his hand back, "Fine..."
The white-haired boy decided he didn't need to spend anymore time being tempted by the Egyptian and so he announced it was time for him to go home and get things ready. He then scurried off, still wearing Malik's outfit.
Malik was still pouting when he left. He turned to his yami, "Y'know, I don't think I've ever been turned down before."
Yami Malik grinned at his hikari, "He only turned you down cause he has a boyfriend. If you noticed the bulge in those pants, he definitely wanted you."
Malik smirked, "Like that bulge?" He gestured to his yami's evident arousal.
"You just have that effect on people," Yami Malik growled as he pushed his hikari back to the couch, "Now let's finish what we started earlier..."
With that, Yami Malik wasted no time in relieving himself and his hikari of their clothes, revealing both of their tanned muscular bodies. Yami Malik straddled his hikari and proceeded to kiss his way down the other's smooth chest. When he reached a nipple he bit down roughly, causing Malik to cry out. He then pulled the shorter boy on top of himself, "Why don't you try being dominant?"
Malik scowled cutely, leaning on his yami's chest, "But I like it when you take me, Yami."
Yami Malik rolled his eyes, "You're such a whore, Malik."
Malik stuck his lower lip out and gave his yami a wide-eyed innocent look, "What could ever make you say that?"
He smirked as the dark spirit quirked an eyebrow questionly and then kissed his way down his yami's built body and took the head of his member inside his hot mouth. He licked around the shaft, careful to not stimulate him too much. Yami Malik groaned and ran his fingers through the other's hair, urging him on. Malik then abruptly let the rather large erection slide out of his mouth. Before his yami could voice his frustration, he turned around and bent over, bracing himself on the couch's arm and giving the other a very nice view of his ass, "Take me now damnit!"
Yami Malik groaned in appreciation and positioned himself at his hikari's entrance, "I was right. You ARE a whore Malik."
He thrust fiercely inside, allowing no time for his light to respond, other than to let out a heated cry. He proceeded to pump in, giving his hikari no time to adjust. But being the masochistic pair they were, it was no problem.
Yami Malik grabbed Malik's hips and pounded in harder, angling in at different spots until Malik let out a long, loud scream, "YAAAAAAMMMIIII!!! Oh Ra!! Harder please!!"
Yami Malik continued his ministrations, grunting with each thrust, and reached around his hikari to stroke his neglected, weeping erection. This threw Malik into a state of ecstasy and he came into his yami's hand violently, screaming his name. Yami Malik gave a few more well felt thrusts and came too, deep inside his hikari.
They collapsed sticky and sweaty on the couch. Malik grinned at the dark spirit lying on his back, "I may be a whore, but I'm your whore Yami."
Yami Malik smirked and pulled out of his hikari, flipping them over so Malik was lying on his chest. He kissed the boy deeply, and replied softly, "I'm glad."
*TO BE CONTINUED*
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A/N: Okay, I lied. This will actually be THREE chapters cause I'm evil. Mwahahahaha!! Actually I didn't intend for there to be a Malik/Yami Malik lemon....It just kinda wrote itself!
So review if you want the third part complete with Bakura/Ryou lemon!! ^_^
By: Yami-Jen
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A/ N: Okay now, here's what you've been looking forward to! Ryou in leather pants! ^_^ I wasn't going to post this till tomorrow, but then I realized I almost definitely won't go on tomorrow....So Merry Christmas a day early!!! ^_^
Disclaimer: I don't own Yugioh or the characters. I just own what happens in this story! ^_^
Warnings: Yaoi!! As in boy/boy action! And maybe some naughty words, fluffiness, and OOC!
*Quick story notes*
Yami Bakura = Bakura
Ryou Bakura = Ryou
/blah/ = Ryou to Bakura
//blah// = Bakura to Ryou
\blah\ = Malik to Yami Malik
\\blah\\ = Yami Malik to Malik
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~Part Two~
Poor Ryou was sitting on a stool inside Malik's house as the Egyptian and his yami circled him like vultures and communicated mentally.
\\That sweater is awful. I see why Bakura despises it.\\
\So true. I suppose he can borrow some of my clothes for tonight.\
\\I know just the outfit.\\
\Lemme guess, my incredibly tight, revealing leather pants?\
\\Gods yes. And that sexy maroon shirt that's extremely low cut with all the buttons undone.\\
\Are you drooling?\
\\We'd better hurry up and get Ryou the hell out of here cause just talking about that outfit makes me horny!\\
\Then that outfit it is.\
Ryou had been sitting there the entire time, extremely tense as the two sometimes-psychotic boys discussed him mentally. He wished they'd just talk outloud. The silence was nerve-wracking. Malik finally walked out of the room and left Ryou with his eviler counterpart, who smiled ferally at the boy, "So Ryou....is Bakura usually dominant when you fuck?"
Ryou nodded with a shakey smile. The spiky-haired yami chuckled, "I figured that. I can tell you though, he was always the submissive one in Egypt. And he liked it. A lot."
Ryou nodded again. He could never see Bakura letting himself be taken by his 'weak' lighter half. But Yami Malik kept talking, "I can tell you think he won't give up his dominance. I'd recommend chains and a gag maybe. He'd definitely like that."
Ryou could see Bakura easily picking the locks and beating the crap out of him if he tried that. Thankfully, Malik came back into the room about that time, saving Ryou from his S&M loving yami. He was holding the outfit that was described earlier, and had a glint in his eyes, "Try this on Ryou dear." he drawled out, eager to see the rather innocent-looking boy in some very un-innocent clothes.
Ryou gulped and took the armload of clothes. After standing there for a bit, he walked off to the bathroom to change, leaving the other two disappointed.
\Damn. I thought maybe he'd just strip for us.\
\\I don't see that happening.\\
\Well I could hope right?\
\\Hmmph. I think I'm getting jealous.\\
Malik approached his yami, giving him a sultry look. "I'd much rather see you strip anyways."
Yami Malik grinned and pulled his hikari to his chest. "He'll never look as good as you do in that outfit." He said before crushing his lips into his light's.
He wrapped his arms around Malik's waist, pulling the other's hips into his own. Malik threw his arms around his yami's neck and tangled his hands into his spiky hair. Things were starting to heat up when Ryou called out from the bathroom, "Um....I don't think I should wear these pants..."
The pair groaned and separated. Malik called back irritably, "Why the fuck not? I'm sure they look good on you!"
There was a bit of silence before the answer came back, "You can see my underwear through them!"
Both yami and hikari chuckled at that. "Then don't wear any! I don't!" Malik said, giving an evil look to his yami, who then pounced on him.
There was no response and a few minutes later Ryou walked out to find the two tanned boys making out furiously on the couch. His face reddened before he cleared his throat, making his presence known.
The two boys looked up guiltily and then jumped up, straightening their clothes. They then feasted their eyes upon Ryou.
"Holy shit..." Was Malik's only comment. The boy looked stunning. The leather pants fit him perfectly. And without underwear, they left nothing to the imagination. And right at the moment it appeared Ryou was pretty happy to see them. And the shirt was a perfect complement. It hung loosely, and even though Ryou had buttoned it up, it was low cut enough to show a large amount of skin.
"Very nice..." Yami Malik purred as he reached out to undo the top few buttons, "Go like that and you'll be irresistible to your yami. And fight for dominance. He'll think that's sexy as hell."
Malik sauntered over to the boy and smiled, licking his lips, "Do you want to practice on me?"
Ryou flushed some more. The pants were now almost unbearably tight, "Um....I don't know if Bakura would like that..."
Malik smirked, tracing a finger down Ryou's chest, "Well he screwed me. It'll only be fair if his hikari did as well."
Ryou shook his head, "I'm not going to cheat on my yami, especially on his birthday."
Malik pouted in disappointment and pulled his hand back, "Fine..."
The white-haired boy decided he didn't need to spend anymore time being tempted by the Egyptian and so he announced it was time for him to go home and get things ready. He then scurried off, still wearing Malik's outfit.
Malik was still pouting when he left. He turned to his yami, "Y'know, I don't think I've ever been turned down before."
Yami Malik grinned at his hikari, "He only turned you down cause he has a boyfriend. If you noticed the bulge in those pants, he definitely wanted you."
Malik smirked, "Like that bulge?" He gestured to his yami's evident arousal.
"You just have that effect on people," Yami Malik growled as he pushed his hikari back to the couch, "Now let's finish what we started earlier..."
With that, Yami Malik wasted no time in relieving himself and his hikari of their clothes, revealing both of their tanned muscular bodies. Yami Malik straddled his hikari and proceeded to kiss his way down the other's smooth chest. When he reached a nipple he bit down roughly, causing Malik to cry out. He then pulled the shorter boy on top of himself, "Why don't you try being dominant?"
Malik scowled cutely, leaning on his yami's chest, "But I like it when you take me, Yami."
Yami Malik rolled his eyes, "You're such a whore, Malik."
Malik stuck his lower lip out and gave his yami a wide-eyed innocent look, "What could ever make you say that?"
He smirked as the dark spirit quirked an eyebrow questionly and then kissed his way down his yami's built body and took the head of his member inside his hot mouth. He licked around the shaft, careful to not stimulate him too much. Yami Malik groaned and ran his fingers through the other's hair, urging him on. Malik then abruptly let the rather large erection slide out of his mouth. Before his yami could voice his frustration, he turned around and bent over, bracing himself on the couch's arm and giving the other a very nice view of his ass, "Take me now damnit!"
Yami Malik groaned in appreciation and positioned himself at his hikari's entrance, "I was right. You ARE a whore Malik."
He thrust fiercely inside, allowing no time for his light to respond, other than to let out a heated cry. He proceeded to pump in, giving his hikari no time to adjust. But being the masochistic pair they were, it was no problem.
Yami Malik grabbed Malik's hips and pounded in harder, angling in at different spots until Malik let out a long, loud scream, "YAAAAAAMMMIIII!!! Oh Ra!! Harder please!!"
Yami Malik continued his ministrations, grunting with each thrust, and reached around his hikari to stroke his neglected, weeping erection. This threw Malik into a state of ecstasy and he came into his yami's hand violently, screaming his name. Yami Malik gave a few more well felt thrusts and came too, deep inside his hikari.
They collapsed sticky and sweaty on the couch. Malik grinned at the dark spirit lying on his back, "I may be a whore, but I'm your whore Yami."
Yami Malik smirked and pulled out of his hikari, flipping them over so Malik was lying on his chest. He kissed the boy deeply, and replied softly, "I'm glad."
*TO BE CONTINUED*
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A/N: Okay, I lied. This will actually be THREE chapters cause I'm evil. Mwahahahaha!! Actually I didn't intend for there to be a Malik/Yami Malik lemon....It just kinda wrote itself!
So review if you want the third part complete with Bakura/Ryou lemon!! ^_^