Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Project: Kaiba ❯ Fury of A Yami Scorned ( Chapter 3 )

WARNING: SETO X RYOU LEMON! YAOI LEMON!

 

Fury of a Yami Scorned

 

Ryou listened to the ringtone on the other end of the line. He bit his lip nervously as he hoped Bakura would answer his call. With a sigh he replaced the phone on the hook.

“Bakura isn't answering. I hope he's okay.”

Seto nodded. ”Bakura can take care of himself, Ryou. If he can send souls to the Shadow Realm, he can entertain himself for one night. You…you don't regret keeping me company, do you?”

“No, of course not,” Ryou smiled. “It's just something about Bakura that didn't sound quite right. I hope I didn't disappoint him.”

A small smile crossed the corner of Seto's mouth. I know it. You do give a crap about him.”

“He is my other half. I don't think I have a real choice in the matter.”

“Sure you do,” Seto replied. “You just have to acknowledge it for what it is.”

 

Ryou's POV

 

`Acknowledge it for what it is.'

It should be that difficult. I do have feelings for Bakura. I'm concerned about him at the moment. If I wasn't concerned about him, I wouldn't be feeling so nervous about him.

Who am I kidding?

Bakura probably ate dinner and is now living it up with Malik and Marik.

Heaven only knows what kind of trouble they are getting into.

Marik and Bakura are probably painting the town red…

Yamis up to no good…

Dark halves run amuck….

I'll probably come home with police on the doorstep wondering where I was between the hours of midnight and one in the morning.

It's happened before, it can happen again.

Seto's right about Bakura being able to take care of himself. Bakura's always been able to fend for himself…

I just hope he's okay.

“Ryou?” Seto asked. I looked up at him. “We're here.”

I laughed a little, my thoughts of Bakura distracting me from reality.

Seto opened my door and we entered the theater.
We were greeted personally by the actors of the film, including my favorite!

“Hello!” I smiled at him and shook his hand.

After some hors-d'oeuvres, some wine, and some chit chat, Seto and I settled in our seats.

I may have not been old enough to drink yet, but that didn't seem to matter. I sat beside Seto and I smiled at the excitement. Midway through the movie, he put his arm around my shoulders. I smiled and put my head on his padded shoulder.

My concern for Bakura melted away as I snuggled into Seto's comfortable body.

I felt Seto turn his head and place a gentle kiss on my forehead. I reached over and put my hand on Seto's knee.

Seto's arm felt so soothing, so secure, so protective…so welcoming.

I tilted my head up and kissed Seto softly on the lips in the dark.

He raised his hand and touched my face with his fingertips. His hand felt cool against my warm cheeks. He moaned lightly into our kiss as I felt my cheeks become cooler. Seto's hand dropped to my chest and rubbed gently.

I returned the gesture, touching his chest, and moaning into the kiss softly so no one could hear.

Seto broke the kiss. “Ryou….”

I looked into the sapphire eyes deeply. “Seto?”

“I….I care about you a lot.”

“I care about you, too, Seto.”

It wasn't a lie. I did care about Seto.

Why must I be forced to choose one?

I love Bakura and Seto.

Right now, it's hard to think clearly….must be the wine.

My heart is racing…

It's very hot in here all of a sudden.

“I think I need some fresh air,” I whispered to him.

Seto nodded. “I've seen enough. I'll just tell them that an emergency came up and I must leave.”

That is what we did.

Seto sounded convincing as we told the sponsors of the so-called emergency. We walked to the limousine and shut our doors.

“Drive!” Seto barked to the driver.

The driver began to drive as Seto and I connected again in a hungry kiss. Seto and I unbuttoned each other's shirts and threw them behind me on the seat. Seto leaned over and sucked on my neck, making me whimper.

I shifted around and let Seto settle down between my legs.

“Oh Ryou….you're beautiful.”

I smiled and blushed. “Really?”

“Of course….so beautiful.”

Seto leaned into me again and kissed my chest down to my right nipple, where he licked, moaning and grinding between my legs.

I wrapped my legs around Seto's waist, holding him against me as he rubbed against me. Seto kissed lower down my stomach and between my legs.

I felt him kiss me through the material of my pants and I whimpered as they were becoming tight and uncomfortable.

I laid my head on our shirts and rested on my back.

A small whimper from me and Seto unfastened my pants.

“Do you need some relief, my angel?”

Seto removed my pants and smiled down at my arousal.

[Think of Bakura.] A voice in my head said to me.

Bakura's probably done this to Marik. With as often as they are together, wouldn't they have fooled around by now?

Seto licked the tip of my arousal, breaking my concentration. I buried my fingers in his brown hair and felt him swallow me whole.

“Oh gods,” I moaned and gasped as I felt the back of Seto's mouth wrap its hot warm around me.

Tears fell from my eyes it felt so good.

[Think of Bakura.] The voice said again.

Seto felt so good it was hard to focus on anything else. Seto withdrew from my arousal to kiss down the base and play with me using his tongue.

I lifted my legs and put them above me. I held my right leg up and stroked myself with the other. Seto pulled back, touching himself with a moan.

“You're not ready yet, Ryou.”

I whimpered in protest as my hips thrust into my hand.

I needed Seto.

I needed him inside me.

Please, Seto, it's hard to hold onto what I want to give you!

Seto leaned down, my legs still raised as I pleasured myself.

A wet tongue flicked across my entrance. Seto's lucky I practice good hygiene. I didn't expect this at all!

I found myself bucking against him, trying to get anything of his into me. I couldn't stop myself from giving in.

A warm something poked through me and I arched my back in ecstasy.

“Oh gods…so good. Do it again.
Seto moaned as he pulled back. “I have to be careful, Ry. In the meantime….”

Seto took his hand and helped me touch myself as I heard him opening a bottle with one hand.

“What's that?” I asked.

I heard Seto swishing something around in his mouth. He opened another bottle and spit into it.

“Don't worry, Ryou. I keep that stuff on hand all the time. You don't want to be caught with stinky breath during a meeting after eating onion rings. Besides, I can't kiss you if I kissed you…down there. I want to keep this safe and clean as possible.”

Seto slipped two fingers into his mouth and sucked on them. He leaned over and kissed me, his breath now smelled mildly of citrus.

I moaned and whimpered as I felt Seto slip something inside me.

“Shh…baby. It's okay.”

I tried to relax, but it was difficult.

Seto slipped his finger into me and wiggled it against my prostate.

I thrust my hips up, enjoying the sensation of Seto's internal rubbing.

My arousal was now painfully hard and I needed release.

“Seto, I need you…”

[You're going to break Bakura's heart.]

Seto slipped a second finger in and I arched my back again from the pain. Seto pet my cheek softly. “I have to do this or I can tear you. I don't want that. My angel doesn't deserve to be torn.”

I closed my eyes as Seto nuzzled my cheek with his own.

He chuckled as I thrust up against him, moaning and trembling.

“Please…..”

Seto looked down at me and smiled. “As you wish.”

Without breaking our eye contact, I felt the fingers leave me and the tip of Seto' arousal rub around my entrance.

“Please, Seto…I need you.”

Seto grinned and pressed his tip inside me as he glided into my body up to the hilt. I moaned and whimpered arching my back, feeling him inch his manhood inside me

I spread my legs further and felt Seto press deep inside me as far as he could.

[You've broken Bakura's trust.]

Seto trembled, feeling my body warmth surrounding him.

“Ryou….oh gods…” Seto pulled and out and filled me again. “That's it, baby, give it all to me, Ryou.”

I arched my back in pleasure as Seto kissed me deeply and thrust his hips down, pounding me with precision.

“I need you, Seto. Please…give it all to me.”

Seto wrapped his arms around me. “I'm giving you every inch you deserve…you're so beautiful.”

Those words made every muscle in my body tighten further than I thought they could.

I whimpered, thrusting against Seto faster and harder.

Seto kissed me deeply again and held onto me tightly as I felt him pound my bundle of nerves deep inside me.

He clenched his eyes and grit his teeth as I felt him release deep and hard into my body.

“Ryou…gods…so good.”

“That's it, Seto.”

I felt as if my muscles were tightened further and I couldn't hold on.

“Seto, I'm coming!”

I held onto him tightly as my climax hit me hard. Seto continued to pound and release into me.
”So much,” Seto grunted as he tensed, forcing the last of his release into me.

As I forced the last bit of release out of me, I laid my head back against the shirts. Seto panted heavily with me as he laid on top of me.

I held him against me, letting my trembling slowly stop.

[Bakura will be crushed…] the voice insisted.

What is that voice all about?

Do I feel guilty?

Why do I feel like I've done something wrong?

I skipped out on dinner with Bakura to go to this screening only to sleep with Seto on the way home.

Bakura did sound disappointed that I wasn't there, though.

I'll make it up to Bakura.

“Ryou?” Seto asked. ”Do you regret this?”

“No, I don't, Seto. It was just….unexpected.”

“I know. I didn't plan on this…it's just…when I held you in that theater, I lost control of myself. I couldn't stop touching you.”

I looked up into those sapphire eyes and blushed. “Really?”

Seto nodded. “I'm glad nothing will change between us, Ryou. Your friendship means a lot to me.”

“Your friendship is important to me, too, Seto.”

We hugged each other and dressed ourselves. When we arrived at my home, I kissed Seto in the limo. Stepping out of the limo, I noticed all the lights off in the house.

Maybe Bakura did go out with the Ishtars and are up to no good. Maybe he got too tired to wait up for me and went to bed. Bakura's a night-owl, though. He usually sleeps during the day.

I opened the door with the key and went to turn on the light.

I turned the light on and saw the table set for two people. Neither plate was touched. Why didn't Bakura put the food away? I went to the table and picked up a bottle of wine.

“Wow…this is the good, expensive stuff!” I exclaimed, careful not to wake Bakura if he was sleeping.

“Hello………..hikari.”

I turned quickly and saw Bakura behind me.

Something about Bakura wasn't right.

“Have fun?”

Bakura's tone sounded….irritated.

“Yes, Seto and I had--.”

“Why the fuck are you home this late?” he asked angrily.

“The movie ran late.”

Bakura leaned in and sniffed. “I smell sex.”

Bakura grabbed me by the throat and I dropped the bottle of wine, making it shatter into pieces on the ground. He pulled me over to the door, despite my attempts to break his grip.

He threw me against the door and he leaned into me again. “I smell cologne, too….and not the cheap shit, either!”

Bakura took his free hand and pushed it into my pants. He wrapped his hand around my arousal and ran my fingertip over it.

“You….little……fucking……slut!& #8221; Bakura growled as he backhanded me, sending me to the floor.

“I make dinner for you! Dress up fucking nice and shit and planned a quiet night at home! But where do you go??? Off fucking Kaiba! I bet there wasn't even a fucking movie! You just went home with him and let him stick it in you!”

“It's not what you think!” I pleaded.

Bakura kicked me in the stomach. “You shut the fuck up and let me talk! I offer to make a good dinner for you to show you how I appreciate you and this is what I get? You running off with Seto?! HOW DARE YOU! Do I look like Betty-Fucking-Crocker to you?! Do I?! Huh? ANSWER ME, YOU LITTLE SLUT!”

“No,” I sobbed, holding my stomach.

“You are the most ungrateful little slut I have ever met! The sight of you just makes me sick! Your name makes me sick! I had more respect for you! How can I now that you reek of that Kaiba?! That stench makes me more pissed off! You need a bath!”

Bakura grabbed me by the hair and yanked me up the stairs. He pulled me into the bathroom and shut the door. He turned on the shower and slammed me against the door angrily.

He tore off my shirt hastily and punched me in the jaw, knocking me down again.

Bakura stood over my hips and struggled to yank my pants off.

“Yami! Stop!”

Bakura slapped me again. “So, it is okay for your pants to come off for someone else?!”

He managed to pull my pants and underwear off, despite my fight.

He grabbed me again and forced me into the shower.

The water stung my skin from the heat and force.

“Wash yourself!” he growled, watching me intently.

“Yami, I'm so sorry I hurt your feelings,” I sobbed as I trembled. “I didn't mean to hurt you!”

Bakura kept his stone gaze at me, and then stepped back. His bottom lip trembled. “It's too late for apologies, Ryou,” he said a little quieter. “The damage has been done.”

Bakura turned and walked out of the bathroom slowly.

I heard his bedroom door slowly open and shut quietly.

I slid down in the shower and sobbed into my hands.

I betrayed Bakura….

Bakura….I'm sorry.