Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Happy Birthday Yami! ❯ Part Three ( Chapter 3 )
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By: Yami-Jen 
Ryou/Bakura lemony goodness!! ^_^
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.15.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Ryou/Bakura lemony goodness!! ^_^
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Comedy | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.15.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Happy Birthday Yami!
By: Yami-Jen
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A/ N: Now here is the Bakura/Ryou part!!! The part you've REALLY been looking forward to!! ^_^
And to the reviewer who said Bakura should be at least *5000* years old, you are so right! And I knew that too, cause I start out Tears of Betrayal with '5000 years ago in Egypt...' Yeah so I totally spaced it. Sorry! ^_^
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 Three~
Bakura was tired of moping. He had been sitting in the park for hours, and injuring small animals and children had lost its thrill. Plus it was getting kinda late so he decided he'd better head on home. Ryou would be worried. Not that he really cared that much.
He took his time getting back to his light's house. Ryou would probably expect him to be drunk, so hopefully he could get away with sneaking upstairs and going to sleep without an interrogation. But when he arrived at the house it was strangely dark. 'Maybe Ryou went out...'
The thought made him even more depressed. He knew Malik, his more or less ex-boyfriend wanted his hikari. And Ryou didn't exactly have the strongest will at times...
He let out a long sigh and pushed the door open. At least with Ryou not present he can just go to sleep and not be bothered. Once inside he noticed the usual atmosphere was somewhat altered. It smelled different. Like....maybe incense. Hmmm. He looked around the living room he was standing in and something caught his eye.
He approached the nearby coffee table and found a rose there. He picked it up and found a note attached. 'Upstairs' it said in curvy writing. Bakura smirked. Looks like his hikari planned something special for the two of them while he was gone, 'He must be more intuitive than I give him credit for.'
//Ryou?//
There was no response so the dark spirit climbed up the staircase, expecting to be jumped at any second, or have the lights flick on and reveal a naked Ryou or something, but no such thing happened. The upstairs hallway remained dark and silent as he padded his way towards his light's bedroom.
When he reached it he gasped in appreciation. His aibou had seemingly redecorated the entire room. Where there used to be pale hues, was black instead, his favorite color. The bed was made up in black silk sheets. There were candles, black ones, strewn about in various locations, giving the room a romantic glow, and exotic-scented incense burning in the corner. Finally, the floor and bed were covered in red rose petals, much like the one he had found downstairs. And was that what he thought it was?
Bakura slowly came up to the edge of the bed. Yep, there were handcuffs on each post of the bed. Bakura couldn't help but wonder what the hell his 'innocent' hikari was thinking. And there was more, another rose sitting in the center of the bed. Without thinking, the dark spirit climbed on the mattress to pick it up. There was another note attached, but this time, when he unfolded it, it read 'gotcha!'
Bakura was about to sit up and wonder what the fuck that was supposed to mean when he was pounced on. Soft yet strong hands quickly flipped him on his back and encased each wrist and ankle in a handcuff. Bakura just glared in disbelief, "Ryou? What the fuck?"
Ryou gave his yami an evil grin, making no reply and instead let Bakura get a good look at him. He was barefoot and wearing leather pants. As in the skin-tight, barely hanging on the hips type. And his shirt was low-cut and loose, revealing his smooth pale chest. And it also appeared Ryou ran some gel through his hair, making it more spiky than usual, and applied some eyeliner, giving his eyes a dark, almost gothic look. Bakura was speechless. The boy looked like he came straight out of one of his most erotic fantasies.
Ryou took advantage of his yami's shock and leaned down to kiss him deeply. He then pulled back and smirked, "Do you want me Bakura?" He asked in a sultry voice, sounding nothing like the usually shy and submissive boy Bakura was so used to.
Bakura didn't reply, so the boy ground his extremely evident arousal into Bakura's, receiving a low moan in return. He kissed the dark spirit's ear and then whispered, "Mmmm....you like that don't you?"
Somewhere, Bakura found the ability to nod. He watched as Ryou straddled his waist and pulled out a blade from his back pocket. One of his knives. The dark spirit felt a twinge of fear. Could this be Ryou's twisted way of having revenge? But the smaller boy simply licked the blade a few times before using it to cut off Bakura's shirt. He threw the tattered remains in some remote corner and leaned down to attack the lean, nicely muscled chest below him. He used his hands to push Bakura's shoulders down while he ravaged his nipples.
Bakura tossed his head back and let out a long groan, struggling against his bonds. He probably could have escaped from the cuffs if he wanted to, but he wanted to wait and see what Ryou had in store for him.
Ryou slowly traveled lower, swirling his tongue inside his other's navel, and then pulled the knife back out so he could take care of the jeans, which were still blocking him from his goal.
Once the pants and the boxers underneath were removed, and his straining erection was finally free, Bakura let his eyes slide shut, expecting to be engulfed in wet heat. But no such thing happened. There was a shift in the mattress and the dark one looked up to see Ryou standing next to the bed, throwing off his shirt, revealing all of his smooth pale torso.
Throwing a wink at his yami, Ryou ran his hands down his own body, tweaking his nipples and moaning. Bakura just stared, drooling slightly. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, but he was in no way complaining.
When the lighter boy's hands reached the waistband of his pants he paused, giving Bakura a questioning glance, "Should I take them off?" He purred, turning a bit so his yami could see how well they showed off his ass.
"Gods yes," Bakura choked out, his eyes glued to his other's shapely rear end.
Ryou smirked, "Good. They were starting to get rather painful."
The boy then slowly unbuttoned the pants, revealing nothing but more pale skin. He even more slowly let them slide off, his entire body now nude like his yami's. Bakura, meanwhile, was struggling with the urge to rub against something, but with the handcuffs, he couldn't move, so he had to settle with just continuing to watch his hikari.
Ryou let his hand slip lower to his own arousal and stroked himself, moaning loudly, much to his yami's annoyance, "Damn it Ryou! Are you just going to stand there and jack off in front of me!"
Ryou opened his eyes, "Maybe..." He whispered, his voice husky, "Or maybe I'll let you help me..."
With that, he climbed onto the bed and straddled his yami's chest, his erection right before his face. "Suck it." He ordered.
Bakura's eyes widened at the commanding tone in his hikari's voice, but he did as he was told and took in Ryou's member, sucking hard and running his tongue over all the area he could reach. Ryou let out a long groan, but as soon as he got close to the edge, he pulled away and lowered himself to straddle his other's waist instead.
Bakura was visibly shaking now, his manhood dribbling, the need was so great. Ryou grinned. This was just the way he wanted his yami. He leaned over to kiss Bakura chastely and then whispered in his ear, "Are you frustrated Yami?"
Bakura nodded. Ryou's ass was barely rubbing against his throbbing member and it was driving him insane.
Ryou continued, "Would you like it if I fucked you?"
Bakura's eyes darted up quickly to meet his hikari's, "You want to take me?" He asked, surprised, but incredibly turned on by his light's forward question.
Ryou smirked, "Fuck yeah." He said, sounding very much like his darker half. He climbed off the dark spirit's waist and instead placed himself between his legs. He poked his other's entrance with his erection, teasing him, "Well?"
Bakura moaned at the feeling and nodded his head, "Take me Ryou....Fuck me hard."
Ryou felt a rush of pleasure at those words. It was an incredible turn on to have his yami completely at his mercy. He lifted his dark's legs up a bit and thrust inside roughly.
Bakura let out a groan of pain, for it had been quite a while since he'd been taken, but urged on his hikari anyway, "Damnit Ryou don't stop!"
Ryou, who'd paused at his yami's painful outburst, now thrust in again. He almost passed out. The feeling of being inside another was amazing, and his yami was so incredibly tight.
Bakura, however, couldn't take Ryou's slow pace. He quickly and easily broke out of the handcuffs that encased his limbs [Don't ask how! ^_^] and grabbed Ryou's hips, forcing him to speed up. Ryou groaned and continued, grabbing the other's sides and pounding in with long hard strokes. Bakura lifted his hips up more and wrapped his legs around the boy's waist, allowing Ryou to hit that one spot. He threw his head back, his vision blurring with the intense pleasure.
Ryou, seeing how close his yami was, grabbed his other's erection and pumped it, sending him over the edge. Bakura screamed his lover's name as he came violently, sending his seed on both his and Ryou's stomach.
The smaller boy slammed in a few more times and when the searing, tight heat became even tighter, he released, filling the dark spirit with his essence. He fell exhausted upon his yami's chest and pulled out lazily.
When both white-haired boys had caught their breath, Ryou leaned up to look at the dark one, smiling happily.
/Happy birthday Yami./
Bakura glanced at his other's chocolate eyes in shock.
//What? How did you know?//
Ryou grinned mischievously.
/Malik told me.../
//That bastard!//
/What? Didn't you like your present?/
//Well, yeah. Very much so. Where did you get that outfit and all this stuff?//
/Malik. But I have to give it back./
//That bastard!//
/Well then. I guess we'll have to do some shopping won't we?/
//Definitely.//
They were about to drift off when Bakura thought of something.
//Aibou?//
/Yes Yami?/
//Thank you.//
/You're welcome! I'm glad you liked it!/
//Of course I did....I love you aibou.//
/I love you too Yami./
//G'night.//
/G'night./
Ryou snuggled up to his yami's chest contentedly. He could feel things were going to change for the better. Bakura would no longer think of him as the 'weak one.' And so with that, the two drifted off two sleep, a smile gracing both of their faces.
<***T*H*E***E*N*D***>
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A/N: Wow, what an ending! *rolls her eyes* I couldn't think of anything better, so yeah....At least I wrote this chappie! Ooooh and I have a sequel in the works entitled, "Happy Birthday Aibou!" When I posted this earlier over on mediaminer.org, everyone seemed to want a sequel, so there will be one pretty soon! ^_^
Well what do you think? PLEASE drop me a review! It makes writing lil stories like these so satisfying! ^_^
By: Yami-Jen
***********************************
A/ N: Now here is the Bakura/Ryou part!!! The part you've REALLY been looking forward to!! ^_^
And to the reviewer who said Bakura should be at least *5000* years old, you are so right! And I knew that too, cause I start out Tears of Betrayal with '5000 years ago in Egypt...' Yeah so I totally spaced it. Sorry! ^_^
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 Three~
Bakura was tired of moping. He had been sitting in the park for hours, and injuring small animals and children had lost its thrill. Plus it was getting kinda late so he decided he'd better head on home. Ryou would be worried. Not that he really cared that much.
He took his time getting back to his light's house. Ryou would probably expect him to be drunk, so hopefully he could get away with sneaking upstairs and going to sleep without an interrogation. But when he arrived at the house it was strangely dark. 'Maybe Ryou went out...'
The thought made him even more depressed. He knew Malik, his more or less ex-boyfriend wanted his hikari. And Ryou didn't exactly have the strongest will at times...
He let out a long sigh and pushed the door open. At least with Ryou not present he can just go to sleep and not be bothered. Once inside he noticed the usual atmosphere was somewhat altered. It smelled different. Like....maybe incense. Hmmm. He looked around the living room he was standing in and something caught his eye.
He approached the nearby coffee table and found a rose there. He picked it up and found a note attached. 'Upstairs' it said in curvy writing. Bakura smirked. Looks like his hikari planned something special for the two of them while he was gone, 'He must be more intuitive than I give him credit for.'
//Ryou?//
There was no response so the dark spirit climbed up the staircase, expecting to be jumped at any second, or have the lights flick on and reveal a naked Ryou or something, but no such thing happened. The upstairs hallway remained dark and silent as he padded his way towards his light's bedroom.
When he reached it he gasped in appreciation. His aibou had seemingly redecorated the entire room. Where there used to be pale hues, was black instead, his favorite color. The bed was made up in black silk sheets. There were candles, black ones, strewn about in various locations, giving the room a romantic glow, and exotic-scented incense burning in the corner. Finally, the floor and bed were covered in red rose petals, much like the one he had found downstairs. And was that what he thought it was?
Bakura slowly came up to the edge of the bed. Yep, there were handcuffs on each post of the bed. Bakura couldn't help but wonder what the hell his 'innocent' hikari was thinking. And there was more, another rose sitting in the center of the bed. Without thinking, the dark spirit climbed on the mattress to pick it up. There was another note attached, but this time, when he unfolded it, it read 'gotcha!'
Bakura was about to sit up and wonder what the fuck that was supposed to mean when he was pounced on. Soft yet strong hands quickly flipped him on his back and encased each wrist and ankle in a handcuff. Bakura just glared in disbelief, "Ryou? What the fuck?"
Ryou gave his yami an evil grin, making no reply and instead let Bakura get a good look at him. He was barefoot and wearing leather pants. As in the skin-tight, barely hanging on the hips type. And his shirt was low-cut and loose, revealing his smooth pale chest. And it also appeared Ryou ran some gel through his hair, making it more spiky than usual, and applied some eyeliner, giving his eyes a dark, almost gothic look. Bakura was speechless. The boy looked like he came straight out of one of his most erotic fantasies.
Ryou took advantage of his yami's shock and leaned down to kiss him deeply. He then pulled back and smirked, "Do you want me Bakura?" He asked in a sultry voice, sounding nothing like the usually shy and submissive boy Bakura was so used to.
Bakura didn't reply, so the boy ground his extremely evident arousal into Bakura's, receiving a low moan in return. He kissed the dark spirit's ear and then whispered, "Mmmm....you like that don't you?"
Somewhere, Bakura found the ability to nod. He watched as Ryou straddled his waist and pulled out a blade from his back pocket. One of his knives. The dark spirit felt a twinge of fear. Could this be Ryou's twisted way of having revenge? But the smaller boy simply licked the blade a few times before using it to cut off Bakura's shirt. He threw the tattered remains in some remote corner and leaned down to attack the lean, nicely muscled chest below him. He used his hands to push Bakura's shoulders down while he ravaged his nipples.
Bakura tossed his head back and let out a long groan, struggling against his bonds. He probably could have escaped from the cuffs if he wanted to, but he wanted to wait and see what Ryou had in store for him.
Ryou slowly traveled lower, swirling his tongue inside his other's navel, and then pulled the knife back out so he could take care of the jeans, which were still blocking him from his goal.
Once the pants and the boxers underneath were removed, and his straining erection was finally free, Bakura let his eyes slide shut, expecting to be engulfed in wet heat. But no such thing happened. There was a shift in the mattress and the dark one looked up to see Ryou standing next to the bed, throwing off his shirt, revealing all of his smooth pale torso.
Throwing a wink at his yami, Ryou ran his hands down his own body, tweaking his nipples and moaning. Bakura just stared, drooling slightly. He couldn't believe what he was seeing, but he was in no way complaining.
When the lighter boy's hands reached the waistband of his pants he paused, giving Bakura a questioning glance, "Should I take them off?" He purred, turning a bit so his yami could see how well they showed off his ass.
"Gods yes," Bakura choked out, his eyes glued to his other's shapely rear end.
Ryou smirked, "Good. They were starting to get rather painful."
The boy then slowly unbuttoned the pants, revealing nothing but more pale skin. He even more slowly let them slide off, his entire body now nude like his yami's. Bakura, meanwhile, was struggling with the urge to rub against something, but with the handcuffs, he couldn't move, so he had to settle with just continuing to watch his hikari.
Ryou let his hand slip lower to his own arousal and stroked himself, moaning loudly, much to his yami's annoyance, "Damn it Ryou! Are you just going to stand there and jack off in front of me!"
Ryou opened his eyes, "Maybe..." He whispered, his voice husky, "Or maybe I'll let you help me..."
With that, he climbed onto the bed and straddled his yami's chest, his erection right before his face. "Suck it." He ordered.
Bakura's eyes widened at the commanding tone in his hikari's voice, but he did as he was told and took in Ryou's member, sucking hard and running his tongue over all the area he could reach. Ryou let out a long groan, but as soon as he got close to the edge, he pulled away and lowered himself to straddle his other's waist instead.
Bakura was visibly shaking now, his manhood dribbling, the need was so great. Ryou grinned. This was just the way he wanted his yami. He leaned over to kiss Bakura chastely and then whispered in his ear, "Are you frustrated Yami?"
Bakura nodded. Ryou's ass was barely rubbing against his throbbing member and it was driving him insane.
Ryou continued, "Would you like it if I fucked you?"
Bakura's eyes darted up quickly to meet his hikari's, "You want to take me?" He asked, surprised, but incredibly turned on by his light's forward question.
Ryou smirked, "Fuck yeah." He said, sounding very much like his darker half. He climbed off the dark spirit's waist and instead placed himself between his legs. He poked his other's entrance with his erection, teasing him, "Well?"
Bakura moaned at the feeling and nodded his head, "Take me Ryou....Fuck me hard."
Ryou felt a rush of pleasure at those words. It was an incredible turn on to have his yami completely at his mercy. He lifted his dark's legs up a bit and thrust inside roughly.
Bakura let out a groan of pain, for it had been quite a while since he'd been taken, but urged on his hikari anyway, "Damnit Ryou don't stop!"
Ryou, who'd paused at his yami's painful outburst, now thrust in again. He almost passed out. The feeling of being inside another was amazing, and his yami was so incredibly tight.
Bakura, however, couldn't take Ryou's slow pace. He quickly and easily broke out of the handcuffs that encased his limbs [Don't ask how! ^_^] and grabbed Ryou's hips, forcing him to speed up. Ryou groaned and continued, grabbing the other's sides and pounding in with long hard strokes. Bakura lifted his hips up more and wrapped his legs around the boy's waist, allowing Ryou to hit that one spot. He threw his head back, his vision blurring with the intense pleasure.
Ryou, seeing how close his yami was, grabbed his other's erection and pumped it, sending him over the edge. Bakura screamed his lover's name as he came violently, sending his seed on both his and Ryou's stomach.
The smaller boy slammed in a few more times and when the searing, tight heat became even tighter, he released, filling the dark spirit with his essence. He fell exhausted upon his yami's chest and pulled out lazily.
When both white-haired boys had caught their breath, Ryou leaned up to look at the dark one, smiling happily.
/Happy birthday Yami./
Bakura glanced at his other's chocolate eyes in shock.
//What? How did you know?//
Ryou grinned mischievously.
/Malik told me.../
//That bastard!//
/What? Didn't you like your present?/
//Well, yeah. Very much so. Where did you get that outfit and all this stuff?//
/Malik. But I have to give it back./
//That bastard!//
/Well then. I guess we'll have to do some shopping won't we?/
//Definitely.//
They were about to drift off when Bakura thought of something.
//Aibou?//
/Yes Yami?/
//Thank you.//
/You're welcome! I'm glad you liked it!/
//Of course I did....I love you aibou.//
/I love you too Yami./
//G'night.//
/G'night./
Ryou snuggled up to his yami's chest contentedly. He could feel things were going to change for the better. Bakura would no longer think of him as the 'weak one.' And so with that, the two drifted off two sleep, a smile gracing both of their faces.
<***T*H*E***E*N*D***>
***************** **************************
A/N: Wow, what an ending! *rolls her eyes* I couldn't think of anything better, so yeah....At least I wrote this chappie! Ooooh and I have a sequel in the works entitled, "Happy Birthday Aibou!" When I posted this earlier over on mediaminer.org, everyone seemed to want a sequel, so there will be one pretty soon! ^_^
Well what do you think? PLEASE drop me a review! It makes writing lil stories like these so satisfying! ^_^