Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ I'll Be Home for Christmas ❯ Six Geese A-Laying ( Chapter 6 )

JG-chan: Holy CRAP and a half! This fic is probably not going to get finished by Christmas, but hey… I'm sure you can all cope with that, right? ^^;;

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Theme song: "If I Ain't Got You" by Alicia Keys. *points above* No I do not own that either XP

Warning(s):

Main Entry: Yaoi
Pronunciation: Yah-oh-ee (I think that's it o_O)
Function: Noun
Etymology: Japanese translation of homosexuality
: also known as `shounen-ai', `hardcore male-on-male sex', `slash'. :

Get the drift people? This chapter has a MAJOR YAOI LEMON in it!! If you don't like it, I suggest you hit the `back' button on your internet browser right about… NOW!

Six Geese A-Laying

Jou was still dressed, ironic as it seemed, at eleven thirty at night. His hormones were still doing backflips from the intense kiss that he had had with Ryou not long before; just looking at the metallic white-haired boy seemed to trigger another dose of testosterone into his system. The feeling coursing through his body was one of pleasure, and he didn't feel weighty or feverish like his first time with Bakura. It was pleasantly spine-tingling, and he anticipated more to come after they went to bed… hopefully.

Ryou followed him into his bedroom, and Jou noticed he was studying him with a hint of seduction to his expression. He then decided to speak up, "What do you find so interesting, Ryou-kun?"

Ryou blushed a little, much to Jou's surprise. "You… your body. Everything about you attracts me to you. You always have fascinated me, Jounou-kun."

"Oh yeah?" Jou asked, moving across to his drawer to retrieve his pyjamas. "How long have you liked me for, Ryou Bakura?"

Ryou smiled and leant against the doorframe of Jou's room. "Well… when I came to Domino High, I got along with you from the start. I started to explore my sexuality not after Duelist Kingdom… and when the Battle City Tournament came around, I had worked out how I felt…"

Jou was intrigued. He never thought Ryou would be obliged to tell him so much. "Keep goin'; this is interesting." He said as he pulled on a fresh t-shirt and unbuckled his pants.

Ryou giggled. "Well… when we were on Kaiba's blimp for the tournament… I was walking past your room one night, and I saw you getting changed. I didn't deliberately want to spy on you! But then Bakura coaxed me into doing so… I'm sorry, err --"

"Wow Ryou, that's so rebellious!" Jou cried sardonically, making Ryou hide his face in his hands. "No really… you spied on me? I think that's about the most amusing thing I've heard all year!" He was laughing quite hard by this time; they both were.

"I'm sorry! Oh God, I'm sorry…" Ryou choked out through his laughter. "Oh, I feel so stupid right now! Like such a moronic pervert!"

Jou laughed vigorously. "But… did you like what you saw?"

Ryou nodded. "Very much… I only saw the top half though. I felt so silly standing there peeking through the crack of the door to your room. I was so scared someone would have seen me!"

Jou grinned and went over to Ryou who was still blushing like a virgin, and put his hands on either side of the boy's face. "You're adorable, you know that? I don't think I've ever liked someone so much as I like you."

"I feel the same," Ryou said. "I'm going to my room now; whenever you're ready."

Jou watched the slim English teenager disappear into the inky blackness of the living room, save for the Christmas tree lights that were blinking on and off in a constant tempo. He sighed and changed into some appropriate sleeping clothes, although the thought of those clothes soon being discarded lurked in the back of his mind. He dismissed those thoughts and took in a positive breath, feeling very privileged that Ryou had offered him to sleep in his bed - the place that he kept most private. Feeling his body twitter with excitement, he made his way to Ryou's bedroom.

He found Ryou with his back to him, lying down curled up. There was very little light in the room, but he could see the outlining of the boy's shapely body. Quietly he edged his way to the bed and slipped in behind Ryou. His body heat radiated off of him as Jou neared him and gently laid his head down on the pillow next to Ryou's. He heard Ryou hmm with satisfaction and watched him roll over.

"I'm glad you're here, Jou."

"Yeah, I'm glad too." Jou whispered. "I can't imagine being anywhere else this Christmas, than with you."

"Do I really mean that much to you, Jou?" Ryou asked.

Jou nodded his reply. "Listen… I want to ask you a favour, for tonight."

Ryou was silent, watching Jou, anticipating his request. "Yeah?"

"Make love to me… Show me what it's like to be loved, Ryou. I've never felt it in my life - not once."

Ryou smiled at him. "Are you sure?"

"Yeah," Jou said. "I've never been so sure in my life. This all feels so right."

Some people live for the fortune,
Some people live just for the fame,
Some people live for the power, yeah
Some people live just to play the game…

Ryou was all too familiar with Jou's situation. He felt no reason to live after his mother and sister faded away. They were but a memory etched to his mind now. His father was always adventuring the world not having time to see his only son. Then there was Bakura, evil spirit of the ring. He wasn't all that evil now, though. Sure, he still had his freaky antics about him, but without him, Ryou would be hollow. Bakura broke through Ryou's barrier to show him that life could go on despite the painful memories that resided in his mind. In return, Ryou showed him love. Although it hadn't been like that from the start. There were many disputes between them and mixed feelings, at one point even driving Ryou to resort to suicide. Bakura could not forgive himself so easily.

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby
If I ain't got you baby…

But now, after almost four years, Ryou and Bakura could not be closer. They had bound together from the start, with no choice but to accept each other's presence. Having grown to live with and tolerate each other, cherishing emotions blossomed and a love like no other finally spread its wings to take flight.

Ryou was kissing Jou by now, not slightly bothered where this would take them or what Bakura might think of it. Bakura was in fact the one who egged him on to do it in the first place. That's how he ended up receiving Grand Theft Auto: Vice City, for Christmas. He blackmailed Ryou into doing it by saying he'd tell Jou everything. It was a good way to get what he wanted. Bakura smirked to himself at the thought, watching the two boys from his position by the door relishing each other with caressing kisses, tiny self-conscious moans and blushing smiles.

"Why didn't I get invited to the party?"

Jou's bashful face turned to see the spirit leaning against the doorframe of Ryou's room. He was blushing so hard his face could have lit up the Christmas tree without electricity. "Bakura… I didn't… see you there."

"Yami, why aren't you in bed?"

Bakura shot him a sarcastic glower. "How am I supposed to sleep knowing you two are getting it on in here?"

Some people want diamond rings
Some just want everything
But everything means nothing
If I ain't got you, yeah

Bakura invited himself to join the other boys and rid himself of excessive clothing, standing now in only a pair of black cotton boxers. He made his way to the bed and, with all his weight, pressed down onto Jou and claimed his lips. Jou elicited a surprised moan in this irrational gesture, but quickly accepted it and returned the kiss eagerly.

Ryou began to nibble at Bakura's neck in want for attention, brushing away the whispery white strands of hair for better access to the creamy pale skin beneath. Bakura growled low in his throat in feeling the familiar feeling of his hikari's tongue on his neck, and pulled back from the blond's mouth to taste Ryou's sweetness. Meanwhile, Jou's innards were animated with butterflies and he could almost feel the hormones racing through his veins. His manhood strained against his boxers, still pushed up against the warmth of Bakura's body.

Some people search for a fountain,
That promises forever young…
Some people need three dozen roses,
And that's the only way to prove you love him…

Jou watched the two snow-haired boys tumble on top of each other, kissing, caressing and cherishing each other tenderly. He wondered hazily if this is what heaven was like. If this is all God wanted us to do… to love each other. Then again, he made Adam and Eve, not Adam and Edward… Still, love was love, no matter what race, sex, age or religion.

Bakura was on his back now, eagerly trying to take off Ryou's boxers and itching to get off his own. He breathed a huge sigh of relief when Ryou peeled the material off of his straining, swollen length and proceeded to do the same to his hikari.

Jou's eyes nearly came out of his sockets in seeing Bakura's and Ryou's penises jut out once released from the restraints of their boxers. He had never been this up-close-and-personal with a member of the same sex before, and seeing Ryou and Bakura naked right in front of him made him shiver with delight and nervousness at the same time. There was no denying that they were beautiful together, and that made Jou slightly jealous of what they had and what he didn't.

Hand me the world on a silver platter
And what good would it be?
With no one to share
With no one who truly cares for me…

Ryou came over to Jou and positioned himself between the flaxen-haired boy's legs. Jou tilted his head up to reach Ryou's lips and to kiss him. Lost in the delirium of the lust-filled kiss, Jou's anxiety dissolved and quickly transformed into flawless, dynamic passion. Now was the time to let go of all of his emotions: lust, desire, wanting, yearning, needing… and hopefully, loving. The world around him seemed so trivial at the moment; or maybe it was just the fact that he was `in the heat of the moment', as his father used to so unfeelingly put it.

"Ryou… you're so…" Jou panted out breathlessly, but was quickly cut short by two fingers pressed to his lips.

"Don't say anything Jou…" Ryou whispered as he slid the dark red silk down and over Jou's defined hips. Jou's engorged manhood burst out of his boxers, followed by a sigh of relief from its master.

"You're going to like this Jou… just relax." Ryou reassured. The white-haired boy kissed all the way down Jou's chest, stopping momentarily at each nipple until they had reached their peaks, changed into little hard nubs of flesh. Ryou ran his fingers through the dark blond tufts of hair at the base of Jou's erection, and gently fondled the velvety sacs below it.

"Hey, Jounouchi," Bakura's voice sounded from somewhere in the room, although Jou wasn't entirely sure from where. "Ever wondered what it's like to suck cock?"

Startled at the question that had seemingly come from nowhere, Jou looked up to see a familiar pair of glowing red eyes, not the same colour as Bakura's usually brown eyes were. "Uh… I don't, I don't know… uh…"

"Well, you're about to find out."

Jou watched as Bakura rose up on his knees and straddled his shoulders, holding his cock in one hand in Jou's face. It seemed almost as if one of Jou's fantasies was becoming reality. He suddenly gasped loudly as he felt something smooth, warm and wet engulf his manhood, and he looked past Bakura to see Ryou working miracles on him. He rolled his amber eyes to the back of his head in pleasure, and as he went to open his mouth to groan out loud, something was forcefully pushed into it, and it wasn't a tongue.

"Suck it, you sexy bitch." Bakura ordered.

Jou's eyes watered and he almost gagged before he realised that this is exactly what he had always wanted to do. Slowly he propped himself up against the headboard of the bed and began to pump up and down on Bakura's length with his lips, savouring the honeyed taste of him. The spirit tilted his head back and groaned deeply in ecstasy as he thrust into the boy's mouth slowly, yet tempted to quicken the pace. Jou couldn't have felt more indulged in rapture as his most secret dreams came alive right before his eyes; watching Ryou lavish at his concrete-hard length like it was a candy-cane, and having Bakura moaning and groaning as he invaded his mouth seemed like the ultimate luxury.

"Oh Gods…" Bakura grunted as he sped up.

Jou's eyes watered harder than ever as the white-haired demon began to thrust harder and faster into his mouth. He guessed he was on the verge of orgasm. Jou's chin and hand were dripping with saliva now, and he could feel Bakura's penis expanding and hardening even further to allow his release to commence.

"Oh, oh, oh, yes! Oh shit!" Bakura cried out as he burst with a full release into Jou's mouth, sending his essence far down the boy's throat. "Oh… ah…"

The bittersweet taste of semen revolved a while in Jou's mouth before he fully swallowed it. It wasn't actually as bad as he had imagined. He leant back and watched the spirit dismount his shoulders and move off to the bathroom. Bakura's juices were still dripping down Jou's chin, but Ryou quickly jumped up to lick it off.

"Jou…" Ryou said began.

"Yeah?"

"Are you ready for me to make love to you now?"

Jou gazed into the mysterious deep, dark eyes staring down at him. "Yes."

Some people want it all
But I don't want nothing at all
If it ain't you baby…

Ryou smiled and kissed him gently. "I must tell you though, Jou, this might hurt for the first time… I'll be as tender as I can though. Is that… alright?"

Jou nodded. "I don't care what I have to go through for this… Just make me yours."

Ryou leant down and kissed him before quickly reaching over to the cabinet drawers to retrieve the lubricant. "Spread your legs, Jou-kun."

Jou blushed and obeyed. He had no idea what this was going to feel like, in truth. He guessed that was all part of the new experience, though. Ryou squirted some lube onto his fingers and gently inched his way into Jou's opening slowly, stroking Jou's member all the while to calm him and put his mind at ease. The fair-haired boy writhed more so in discomfort than anything else. He figured it would get better, though. Ryou added a second finger and then a third slowly expanding the orifice as gently as possible. Once Jou started to moan and move against him, Ryou knew he was ready.

Ryou positioned himself and hooked Jou's legs into the crook of his elbow. He leant down and kissed on Jou's flushed neck and whispered into his ear, "Just relax."

Jounouchi swallowed back his nervousness, his pride, and his heterosexuality all in one as he felt Ryou finally penetrate him. He watched the perspiration run down the side of Ryou's face as he once again felt the hands of elation envelope him into a realm of euphoria. All worries were pushed to the back of Jou's mind and he decided on living in the moment, and making the most of the situation to heighten both his and Ryou's pleasure.

"Oh, Jou… you feel… amazing around me!" Ryou cried out of pure passion as he thrust in the whole way.

Jou watched the muscles in Ryou's arms bulge out to support his weight as he penetrated him. Unexpectedly, he shifted all his weight onto one of his arms in order to masturbate Jou's hardened sex with his free hand. "Ryou, don't hold out for me… make love to me! Fuck me! Harder, come on!"

Ryou looked down surprised at the blushing young virgin but didn't hesitate and quickened his pace, feeling his balls slapping against Jou's ass. "If you say so…"

A loud whimper escaped Jou's throat as he felt the first wave of pleasure hit him like a freight train, feeling his orgasm nearing. "Harder!" he shrieked desperately. "I'm so close, Ryou!"

Ryou obeyed and went as hard and as fast as he could, thrusting harder and deeper each time for ultimate penetration and pleasure. He in himself could feel his release looming. "Oh! Oh God! Jou, I'm gonna---!"

"Oh sweet KAMI!!" Jou gripped the bed sheets and threw his head back, hitting the headboard hard as he did so, and spilled his essence all over his stomach and Ryou's chest. Tiny white stars and flashes of white clouded his vision, and his head became light. A band of sweat broke upon his brow and he could not stop whining. Once his head became back to normal, he struggled up onto his elbows to see Ryou lying upon him in his own mess.

"… Ryou? Have you already-"

"Yes, Jou." Ryou answered for him. "I'm not one to scream the house down, I'm afraid."

"Oh…" Jou replied hoarsely. "Was I good?" He smiled in feeling Ryou nod.

"God… that was the best sex I've had in a long time…" Ryou croaked, and pushed himself up and withdrew from the heavily-breathing body below him. "Do you fancy a bath?"

"Fuck yes," Jou replied, a laugh in his voice. "And a cigarette too."

Ryou smiled and kissed the boy on the forehead. "I'll go and run this bath; go and have a smoke outside. I'll call when it's ready."

Jou, struggling, managed to get up. But he took a double take at what was on the sheets where he had last been lying… blood. A sudden streak of panic ripped through him and he brushed his fingers between his cheeks, only to find that bright red blood stained his fingertips. Come to think of it, he was rather sore, too. `Damn…' he thought, `that sex was incredible… But how come I'm bleeding?' Sighing, he put on his boxers and t-shirt, grabbed for his pack of ciggos and made his way to the small balcony that led off Ryou's room. He lit up, inhaled deeply, and closed his eyes. Nothing had ever felt so good to him in his life.

"Jou? The tub is full. Whenever you're ready."

Jou stubbed out his half-smoked cigarette and flicked it over the edge, making his way back inside. He moved toward the bathroom, stripped for a second time that night, and tossed his grubby clothing aside. Ryou was already in the bath when he joined him, but Bakura was nowhere to be seen. He guessed that he had already had a shower while Ryou and Jou were making love. Tenderly he made his way across to the bath and slipped in, letting the warm, soothing water blanket him and ease every crevice in his body. He let his eyes slide shut as he floated blissfully in the balmy water.

They didn't spend long in the tub, although Jou felt like he could have spent an age in there. Ryou had gotten out first and went to retrieve some clean clothes from Jou's bedroom, and also to change the sheets on his bed. It was almost one in the morning when Jou and Ryou were back in bed, dozing silently together. Jou felt a little disappointed that Bakura wasn't with them, but brushed it off, figuring he was probably already asleep.

"Ryou…?" Jou asked quietly.

Ryou, lying in front of Jou molded to his shape, lifted his head. "Mm… yeah?"

"…I love you."

Ryou was silent for a moment, finding the best way to approach this statement. "I love you too."

Jou smiled and nuzzled the back of Ryou's neck. For the first time in his life, he felt loved.

Nothing in this whole wide world don't mean a thing
If I ain't got you with me baby…

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+|+|+|+|+|+|+|+|+|+|+ ~TBC

JG-chan: Well, I hoped you all liked that ^_^ I know I liked writing it… *shifty eyes* No I am not a pervert! I jus have way too much time on my hands… ^_^;; Stay tuned for the next chappie folks! Merry Christmas! (Oh, and as for the Yaoi pronunciation… is that right? If not, feel free to update me on it so I get my facts right! XD)