Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Shadows and Lust ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

Disclaimer:- WARNING! There is a scene near the end dealing with masturbation. You have been warned!

 

Recap:- I do not own any Yu-Gi-Oh! characters. I do own Johnathon and the rest of Titania's family.

 

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“How long are we staying here? I'm already getting a little homesick,” Titania's younger brother, Johnathon, complained as he revealed the mournful sadness in his eyes while looking up at his parents. Titania's cheek twitched in annoyance. Almost all throughout the entire plane trip he had complained about going back home. She guessed that their parents never told their own son that this trip was not only for business purposes. Either that or he had completely forgotten. Their mother reminded her son that she had told him that they weren't here just for business.

 

Yes. He had forgotten.

 

Johnathon's face was in high spirits. "Can we go to the beach?" he asked, his eager excitement standing out undoubtedly in his voice. "Not now, sweetie. Dad's gotta finish an errand with a company. Hopefully after a couple of days or so we can all spend time at the beach," the mother explained with a calm smile on her face. Titania sighed heavily and rolled her eyes as she started to read a flyer she found on the floor of the airplane. The initial thing that caught her eye was the $50,000 prize.

 

Just to play a children's card game.

 

It seemed ridiculous at first, but she had to admit that she was a little materialistic. That and the fact that she used to experiment with the card game before with her brother.

 

/What the hell was that?/

 

Titania tore her eyes off the flyer after she had thought she heard a faint chuckle. Just as quick as it had come, it had gone, as Titania heard nothing more than the rustling of Johnathon's unpacking his suitcase. Titania then felt a vibration in her pocket that made her jump almost five feet high. She had known it was her cell phone alerting her that she had a text message, but after what she had thought she heard a moment ago, she couldn't help it. It read:

 

Hey Tia, I hope you got there safely. Text me back soon when you're not too busy.

 

Titania was almost surprised that it was from Ismael. She smiled as he had called her by her nickname and that he hoped she arrived to California safely.

 

One of the main reasons why she fell head over heels with the boy: he had always had a respectful heart and always thought about other people.

 

For some particular reason, however, she couldn't stop thinking about the chuckle she thought she heard. It was glued inside the back side of her head as she began to unpack.

 

She couldn't help but feel very aroused...

 

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"'Ey Ryou! Long time, no hear! Whaddaya up to, buddy?"

 

A familiar voice almost exploded through Ryou's sensitive eardrums. He inserted his right pinkie to reset his hearing.

 

"Hey Joey. I'm quite alright. May I ask you something?"

 

"Sure, man. Boy, you sure sound excited." He couldn't help but laugh.

 

"If you only knew about this, then I wouldn't be the only one bathing in the excitement." On the other line, Joey could hear the rustling of a piece of paper being uncrumpled. "Hear this?" Ryou furiously shook the paper back and forth with a great force to apparently let Joey hear. "This is the sound of fun and possible wealth!" There was a short pause between the two adolescents.

 

"Eh...Ryou? What exactly are ya talkin' about?

 

"The Duel Monsters competition at Sacramento, California! Winner gets $50,000 in cash! Doesn't that sound like fun?"

 

The words in Ryou's second sentence seemed to slap Joey clear across the face. "50 grand?! Damn, Ryou! You're so lucky ya get to go!"

 

"Joey, you didn't even allow me to ask you the question I wanted to ask!"

 

"Oh." Joey seemed to settle down after that statement, but immediately gained his excitement back after Ryou had asked him if he could go alongside Yugi, Tea, and Tristan.

 

"My father said I could invite you four as long as you all help pitch in for airplane tickets, food, hotel rentals...important needies such as that."

 

"Awright! I'll call the others and spread da invitation!" Joey happily declared before he hung up.

 

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"What I've felt, what I've known, never shined through in what I've shown..."

 

The slow voice of James Hetfield accompanied the matching rhythmatic melody of The Unforgiven during the loud splashes of the bathtub's nose's miniature waterfall, by which upon hitting the clogged drain started to transform to a miniature purified ocean. Unclothed and tense, Titania had to releave herself from the tight clutch of her unexplainable arousal. She could not explain why she was cursed with these frequent arousals and furthurmore could not explain if it was acceptable or not. And over a mere chuckle, no less. Did it have something to do with being an untouched virgin? Do all virgins have these constant urges?

 

/Heh, heh, hmm.../

 

"Ah!" /Shit. There it goes again./

 

Another sensation shot her up almost like a sharp shot of heroin. Almost quickly but carefully, one leg after the other, she sunk inside the warm water of the still running bath. The bittersweet torture of the haunting chuckle began to become unbearable on her nerves and her hormones. She had to relieve herself now so that hopefully the sound of the chuckle would disintigrate temporarily from her mind. To prevent anyone from from hearing any of Titania's possible whines or heavy breathing, she turned the volume dial to the right so that only the blazing melodies of Metallica would be heard. She spotted a vanilla scented bar of soap on the corner of the bathtub and grasped it. Primarily, she lathered it around and over her soft feminine exterior, across her shoulders, etc., creating a forest of goosebumps and a thick coat of suds; wanting a more exotic approach. She set the soap back to the corner edge of the bathtub where she had first found it and located the long colorless and odorless bottle of lubrication she had unpacked from her suitcase on the opposite corner. Lust formed in Titania's smirk as she stroked the bottle from top to bottom with the lightest touch of her index fingertip. For the longest time, her parents have never noticed that their bottle of lubrication had been stolen from the hands of their horny adolescent daughter.

 

"So I dub thee unforgiven..."

 

The song was halfway over. She needed to be quick. She opened the container and squeezed gently on two of her fingers, creating a plenty thick zig-zag line of the seemingly hot liquid. Titania flipped over her wet black painted locks to her right shoulderblade and spread her legs apart from each other. She bucked her hips high enough so she could reach and began to massage it deeply inside her shaven vaginal area. She hissed immediately after direct contact as a shockwave of intense heat triggered her hormones to spark. The mysterious chuckle kept replaying itself over and over again as Titania had now sunk her whole entire body back into the water, rinsing the thick layer of suds; both of those causes to effect an explosion of rapidly moving hormones. "Aaah...!" She bucked her hips joyfully and uncontrollably as she felt these self created pleasures, carefully inserting her fingers inside and out. She loved the direct contact of lubrication. It always made masturbation enjoyable. It made her wonder then if lubrication was even spicier during sexual intercourse with someone of the opposite sex. That thought was like fuel for the running hormones because at that moment, her strokes increased in speed and were almost furious to the touch as she released her final whine while her face flushed and finally climaxed all over her wet, sore fingers. Titania let out a sigh of relief as she then lathered up the soap on her hands and fingers to wash them before weakly stepping out of the bath and covering her nudity with a crimson towel that she had treasured for years.

 

The chuckle was not heard from her again...just for now.

 

"You label me, I label you. So I dub thee unforgiven…”