Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Love and Honesty ❯ Last Dance ( Chapter 7 )

Angelbaby: O.K here is the next chapter. Hope you enjoy and thank you WFW for your review. It makes me happy to know that I can be as random is I want and still have a fan.

I don't own YuGiOh.

Warning: Lemon at the beginning. If you don't want to read it then go down to the next creative pattern thingy as shown below.

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Yami pushed Zaire onto the bed as they continued to kiss. He ripped the rest of her buttons off her shirt and proceeded to rid her of her bra. He massaged her breast and played with her nipple, pinching and twisting it until it came to life.

Zaire moaned as Yami continued to please her. She knew Yami didn't want any foreplay. She knew he just wanted to get right down to business and she was fine with that. She unbuttoned his shirt and slid it off his shoulders leaving it to hang off his arms.

Yami kissed down Zaire's neck to the junction between her shoulder and neck. He then advanced down to her chest where he captured her nipple in his mouth sucking and biting on it.

Zaire moaned and withered underneath Yami due to teasing. As he continued to pleasure her, his hands went to her pants button as he undid it and slipped her pants down to her ankles doing the same to his in the process.

A moan was emitted from Yami as Zaire grabbed his member and started to stroke it bringing it to life. Yami leaned against her ear breathing heavily as he tried to gain his thoughts again. He reached down and moved her hands, as enjoyable as it was, from his erection. He stared into her eyes as she stared back. He slowly entered her only to be brought into a faster pace as her cries of pleasure reached his ears.

Coherent thought was far from Yami's reach now. All he knew was that he did not want to let the beauty beneath him go. He wanted to cherish and love her forever, but was he capable of doing that? No. He knew he couldn't it was in his blood. All he'd continue to do was hurt her.

"Yami." Zaire moaned his name from beneath him as he slammed into her harder.

Yami looked down at her. Maybe he could change for her, but he had tried that before and failed miserly. However, Zaire had given him another chance, but now he'd gone to far. He knew that. Zaire hated Anzu and he did too, but he was slightly drunk. Doesn't that take up for anything?

Yami was brought out of his thoughts when Zaire suddenly flipped him over and began riding him. The erotic sight of her panting above him, sweating due to the heat of lust, only served in arousing him even more as he brought up his pace, Zaire meeting him thrust for thrust.

He grabbed her thin waist, hissing as the feeling was just so…incredible, so…

"Ah, ah." He cried out as Zaire slammed down on him causing an amazing friction.

"Zaire." he groaned out between clenched teeth.

After several more thrust, they both screamed out each other's name reaching there climax at the same time.

Breathing heavily, Zaire fell upon Yami. Yami wrapped his arms around her bringing the blanket to cover them both.

Zaire buried her head in Yami's neck letting sleep claim her with Yami following a little afterward.

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Yami woke to the feeling of emptiness. He looked around the room noting that the sun was out and bright. He guessed that it was around noon. He searched the room for any sign of Zaire and found none.

Yami got up and went over to his dresser opening the drawer to find Zaire's things gone. He checked every drawer before moving to the closet. Gone. All her stuff was gone. He went into the bathroom and found none of her feminine products lying around it.

Yami sighed as he went downstairs. She was really gone. All her stuff was gone. She was gone. Their love was gone. Gone. Everything. His life, his reason for existing, they were all gone. What was the point of living anymore?

At this thought Yami feel onto the couch placing his arm over his face.

Even when Yami heard the clanking of keys against his front door, he just didn't have the spirit to go and see who it was.

"Yami, get your ass off that couch. Your life isn't over."

Yami peeked from under his arm to see his three best friends: Bakura, Malik, and Seto all staring at him.

Yami placed his arm back over his face and turned to face the couch, "Sorry that my miserable life is an inconvenience to you, Bakura." He stated with his back to them.

Bakura rolled his eyes as he walked over to sit on the couch next to Yami, "I'm just saying. You had your chance, you didn't take it, and it's over now."

Yami turned and looked at Bakura, "What do you know?"

Seto sat down on the armrest, "Zaire's staying with me. She told me everything. About the Dartz thing and you and her last night. I just filled them in on the way here because I knew you'd want our support."

Yami looked at Seto skeptically, "So you brought Bakura and Malik?"

Malik crossed his arms and glared at Yami, "What's that mean?"

Yami shook his head sadly, "Was I a fool not to take her up on her offer?" he asked Seto ignoring Malik.

Seto shrugged, "Do you think you were?"

Yami sat up looking down, "I'm not sure. I know I can't be loyal to her and a relationship is built on the foundation of love and honesty. I do love her, but I know I'm not going to be able to be honest with her. You can't have one and not the other in a relationship. Zaire knows I do this, but she only knows about a couple of incidence. There are so many more that would just break her heart. I don't want to hurt her, Seto, but I don't want to lose her. I guess it would have been best if we had just stayed really close friends. It was so much better and easier than."

Seto nodded his head in understanding. He looked at Malik and Bakura who were looking at Yami remorsefully. They didn't wish to see their friend unhappy, but they knew as well as he was that he was doing the right thing.

Bakura broke the silence, "So how was last night?" he asked to try and lighten up the mood in the room.

Yami smiled and rolled his eyes, "Better than what you're getting."

Bakura's eyes widened, "Low blow, Yami. Real low."

Yami laughed as did Seto and Malik. They all knew Lavie was an animal in the bed, Yami especially knew, but hadn't been in the mood lately.

Bakura crossed his arms, "She'll come around."

Yami patted him on the back, "I know." He looked at the clock and saw that it was only twelve-thirty, "Hey, let's do something. Guy things."

"Like the strip club?" Malik asked excitedly.

Seto raised an eyebrow, "Isis allows you to go there?"

Malik slumped, "No."

"I didn't think so." Seto said. He stood up and grabbed his keys, "Let's just get out of this house and figure out what we'll do when we get out there."

They all agreed and grabbed their jackets heading out the door.

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Angelbaby: Well, that's it for now. Sorry it's short, but I can only have so much idea at once. Please review. Luv ya.