Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Silent Confessions ❯ A New Love Blossoms ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: I own NOTHING!! However, I do own the following:
1.) Some crackers
2.) Every Yu Yu Hakusho DVD of the series
3.) Myself
Nope, didn't see Yu-Gi-Oh! On that list, which only means, that I do not own it. But maybe somedaythen again, maybe not.
fanfic is rated NC-17 for yaoi-ness and lemon-ness (This is not a PWP, it has a small plot. You just need to find it.)
Hola! Thanks for showing some interest in my fanfic! Before reading, keep in mind that this is my FIRST fanfic, let alone my first Yu-Gi-Oh! Fic and my first lemon fic, so I would really appreciate any and ALL reviews I get. Just tell me how I'm doing and if enough people seem to like it I would be more than happy to write a MalikxMarik lemon as well. Also, any and all tips to improve my writing is very much appreciated. Thank you and enjoy the fic!
Silent Confessions
Bakura came into the house after a long day of sending people to the shadow realm. No one but Ryou was home at the time. When he walked in, he was shacked at what he saw: Ryou on the couch using his slender hand to pleasure himself. Bakura stared in shock, unable to stop himself from staring at Ryou's glistening erection. He felt himself begin to harden. He had been watching his sexy hikari for a while now and grew to want, even love, him. Watching his fantasies become a reality before his very eyes made it very hard to relax his body. And so, his own erection began to grow larger and throb continuously, and almost painfully. Ryou, still oblivious to his presence, pumped himself harder. He arched his back, and, to Bakura's delight, moaned. He continued moaning until he climaxed. As he came all over his hand and stomach, he yelled "OH BAKURA!!"
Bakura's eyes widened. Could he have really heard those words? Or was this just another one of his dreams? No. This was real and he knew it. At that moment, Ryou rose off the couch to go clean himself only to see, none other than, Bakura.
"Ba.kuraIT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! I CAN EXPLAIN!" Tears were brimming in Ryou's eyes. He thought for sure that Bakura would hate him now. He couldn't bear the thought of the one person he loved so much hating him. Bakura simply stood there. Hard. He wanted Ryou for so long and now that he knew that Ryou wanted him, he would have him. Bakura thought over a difficult decision he had to make as Ryou went on trying to explain himself, desperately trying to cover up. The decision: whether to slowly come onto him or to pounce him in an instant. Then he made up his mind.
"-and then this magazine that I was reading before said that if I did this, it would feel really nice, so you see, this is all just a big misunderstanding.why are you looking at me like that?" To say the least, the next thing Ryou knew, he was pinned between the couch and a very horny Bakura. " BAKURA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Bakura stood on top of Ryou, kneeling on the couch with Ryou between his legs. He began moving his hands up and down Ryou's sides and thighs. He ran his tongue along Ryou's jaw line and swirled it around in his ear getting a soft, almost inaudible, mewl from Ryou. He cupped Ryou's face in his hand and planted a firm kiss on his warm, succulent lips. Their tongues doing an erotic battle for dominance, ending with Ryou allowing Bakura entrance into his deep cavern. Bakura pulled away and ripped open Ryou's shirt planting butterfly kisses down his chest. He stopped at his left nipple, and began sucking the flesh until it was a hardened nub at the sametime rubbing and pinching the other one with his pointer finger and thumb until he got the same result. Ryou arched his back, silently asking for more. Bakura sucked harder while rubbing their erections together. The only thing separating their manhoods were Bakura's denim jeans. Ryou shifted and gently pushed Bakura to his side, so he was sitting normally on the couch. Ryou got to the ground and kneeled in front of Bakura as he started unbuttoning his yami's pants, and began taking them off. Bakura arched his back to make the removal of his clothing easier for his hikari. Ryou pulled the pants down to Bakura's ankles and swiftly slipped them off, and his boxers soon followed, revealing his naked, rock-hard arousal. Ryou gave it one long, sensual lick, much like you would a Popsicle, straight up the central vein and around the tip. Bakura threw his head back against the couch and let out a soft growl. Ryou then took all of Bakura into his mouth and sucked hard and fast as he deep-throated it. Ryou moaned, sending vibrations up Bakura's length, causing him to moan even more. Bakura arched his back slightly, trying to push himself even more into his hikari's cavern, almost begging for release. But Ryou wouldn't let that happen. He wanted to prolong the ecstasy he shared with his yami as much as possible. He moved away and pressed his lips harshly against Bakura's. Bakura pushed his tongue into Ryou's warm mouth while he gently laid his light on his back. He moved his pants down to his hikari's pants and began to remove them, popping the button open and sensually sliding down the zipper, and pulled out Ryou's long hard erection, freeing it from it's denim prison. Bakura pulled Ryou's pants down his legs, over his ankles, and threw them to the side. Ryou's boxers followed suit. Bakura took off his shirt and tossed it aside where it joined the rest of the clothing and rid Ryou of what was left of his shirt. Bakura straddled his hikari's waist and stuck two fingers in front of Ryou's mouth.
"Suck." he stated huskily. Ryou did as told, running his tongue up and down his yami's rough fingers, bathing them in his saliva. Bakura almost couldn't take the sensual ministrations Ryou was inflicting on his fingers. He removed them and moved back down the couch and settled in front of his other's entrance. He gently inserted one finger into the tight ring of muscle. Ryou squirmed slightly at the intrudance, but quickly adjusted, even as his yami inserted the next finger, and even a third to stretch and prepare his light. Ryou's breathing accelerated a bit with Bakura's motions. Finally, Bakura took his fingers out. He spit in his hand and coated his member with the saliva. He positioned his length at Ryou's entrance. He slowly pushed the tip in. Ryou threw his head from side to side slowly at the painful pleasure. Bakura gently pushed his entire appendage into Ryou. Ryou was flushed.
"You O.K.?" He asked his light. Ryou smiled and nodded his head in a yes. Bakura smiled back and began thrusting slowly in and out of Ryou. Ryou moaned lightly at the pleasure running up his spine and coursing through his body. He was breathing rapidly. Both of them were. Ryou started moaning much louder, begging for more and crying out his dark's name as he felt himself go numb from the pleasure.
"Please.Bakura.ughharder.FASTER!" Bakura gladly obliged and began thrusting his dick faster and harder into his light. He angled his thrusts until he found his hikari's prostate. Ryou screeched, indicating that Bakura had found Ryou's pleasure spot, and he kept thrusting into it; over and over again as Ryou panted and screamed for more. No sooner did Ryou climax, spilling his seed over his and Bakura's stomachs. A few thrusts later, Bakura shot his warm semen into the lover below him.
Bakura rolled over to lay next to Ryou on the long, soft couch as he used he finger to dip into the cum on the both of them and licking it off, savoring it's taste. Ryou turned to face him and wrapped his arms around his other, cuddling his face into Bakura's chest. Bakura wrapped his arm around his hikari's shoulder. After a couple of seconds of the warm moment, Bakura snickered. Ryou looked up at him, a confused look across his face.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing," Bakura replied, then gave a smirk, "I was just thinking about how you moan like a girl." Ryou glared at him in offense. "I DO NOT! YOU TAKE THAT BACK!" Bakura snickered again. He put his hand on the back of Ryou's head and kissed him softly on his soft, silver locks of hair. "You know how cute you look when you're angry?" Ryou blinked a couple of times and smiled. He resumed resting his head on his yam's chest. "Hey Bakura?" Bakura looked down at Ryou. "Yeah?" Ryou sat up and looked him straight in the eye.
"Do you love me?"
"What?"
"You heard medo you love me?" Ryou looked at him with pleading eyes. Bakura smiled warmly and lifted one hand up to stroke his hikari's cheek. Then snickered again. " No. I would fuck anyone. I'll pay you tomorrow." he said sarcastically. Ryou looked pale, not detecting the sarcasm in his voice.
Bakura sighed. "Ryou, what do you take me for? Some slut off the street? I don't sleep with people I don't love. Stupid hikari."
Bakura closed his eyes. Ryou smiled at his new found love and giggled after thinking about how tough he always acted. He layed, once again, onto Bakura's muscular chest.
"I love you too, Bakura."
"You'd better"
"You know I do. And I always will." And with that, both fell asleep, in each others arms, happier then they ever were before.
1.) Some crackers
2.) Every Yu Yu Hakusho DVD of the series
3.) Myself
Nope, didn't see Yu-Gi-Oh! On that list, which only means, that I do not own it. But maybe somedaythen again, maybe not.
fanfic is rated NC-17 for yaoi-ness and lemon-ness (This is not a PWP, it has a small plot. You just need to find it.)
Hola! Thanks for showing some interest in my fanfic! Before reading, keep in mind that this is my FIRST fanfic, let alone my first Yu-Gi-Oh! Fic and my first lemon fic, so I would really appreciate any and ALL reviews I get. Just tell me how I'm doing and if enough people seem to like it I would be more than happy to write a MalikxMarik lemon as well. Also, any and all tips to improve my writing is very much appreciated. Thank you and enjoy the fic!
Silent Confessions
Bakura came into the house after a long day of sending people to the shadow realm. No one but Ryou was home at the time. When he walked in, he was shacked at what he saw: Ryou on the couch using his slender hand to pleasure himself. Bakura stared in shock, unable to stop himself from staring at Ryou's glistening erection. He felt himself begin to harden. He had been watching his sexy hikari for a while now and grew to want, even love, him. Watching his fantasies become a reality before his very eyes made it very hard to relax his body. And so, his own erection began to grow larger and throb continuously, and almost painfully. Ryou, still oblivious to his presence, pumped himself harder. He arched his back, and, to Bakura's delight, moaned. He continued moaning until he climaxed. As he came all over his hand and stomach, he yelled "OH BAKURA!!"
Bakura's eyes widened. Could he have really heard those words? Or was this just another one of his dreams? No. This was real and he knew it. At that moment, Ryou rose off the couch to go clean himself only to see, none other than, Bakura.
"Ba.kuraIT'S NOT WHAT IT LOOKS LIKE! I CAN EXPLAIN!" Tears were brimming in Ryou's eyes. He thought for sure that Bakura would hate him now. He couldn't bear the thought of the one person he loved so much hating him. Bakura simply stood there. Hard. He wanted Ryou for so long and now that he knew that Ryou wanted him, he would have him. Bakura thought over a difficult decision he had to make as Ryou went on trying to explain himself, desperately trying to cover up. The decision: whether to slowly come onto him or to pounce him in an instant. Then he made up his mind.
"-and then this magazine that I was reading before said that if I did this, it would feel really nice, so you see, this is all just a big misunderstanding.why are you looking at me like that?" To say the least, the next thing Ryou knew, he was pinned between the couch and a very horny Bakura. " BAKURA! WHAT ARE YOU DOING!?"
Bakura stood on top of Ryou, kneeling on the couch with Ryou between his legs. He began moving his hands up and down Ryou's sides and thighs. He ran his tongue along Ryou's jaw line and swirled it around in his ear getting a soft, almost inaudible, mewl from Ryou. He cupped Ryou's face in his hand and planted a firm kiss on his warm, succulent lips. Their tongues doing an erotic battle for dominance, ending with Ryou allowing Bakura entrance into his deep cavern. Bakura pulled away and ripped open Ryou's shirt planting butterfly kisses down his chest. He stopped at his left nipple, and began sucking the flesh until it was a hardened nub at the sametime rubbing and pinching the other one with his pointer finger and thumb until he got the same result. Ryou arched his back, silently asking for more. Bakura sucked harder while rubbing their erections together. The only thing separating their manhoods were Bakura's denim jeans. Ryou shifted and gently pushed Bakura to his side, so he was sitting normally on the couch. Ryou got to the ground and kneeled in front of Bakura as he started unbuttoning his yami's pants, and began taking them off. Bakura arched his back to make the removal of his clothing easier for his hikari. Ryou pulled the pants down to Bakura's ankles and swiftly slipped them off, and his boxers soon followed, revealing his naked, rock-hard arousal. Ryou gave it one long, sensual lick, much like you would a Popsicle, straight up the central vein and around the tip. Bakura threw his head back against the couch and let out a soft growl. Ryou then took all of Bakura into his mouth and sucked hard and fast as he deep-throated it. Ryou moaned, sending vibrations up Bakura's length, causing him to moan even more. Bakura arched his back slightly, trying to push himself even more into his hikari's cavern, almost begging for release. But Ryou wouldn't let that happen. He wanted to prolong the ecstasy he shared with his yami as much as possible. He moved away and pressed his lips harshly against Bakura's. Bakura pushed his tongue into Ryou's warm mouth while he gently laid his light on his back. He moved his pants down to his hikari's pants and began to remove them, popping the button open and sensually sliding down the zipper, and pulled out Ryou's long hard erection, freeing it from it's denim prison. Bakura pulled Ryou's pants down his legs, over his ankles, and threw them to the side. Ryou's boxers followed suit. Bakura took off his shirt and tossed it aside where it joined the rest of the clothing and rid Ryou of what was left of his shirt. Bakura straddled his hikari's waist and stuck two fingers in front of Ryou's mouth.
"Suck." he stated huskily. Ryou did as told, running his tongue up and down his yami's rough fingers, bathing them in his saliva. Bakura almost couldn't take the sensual ministrations Ryou was inflicting on his fingers. He removed them and moved back down the couch and settled in front of his other's entrance. He gently inserted one finger into the tight ring of muscle. Ryou squirmed slightly at the intrudance, but quickly adjusted, even as his yami inserted the next finger, and even a third to stretch and prepare his light. Ryou's breathing accelerated a bit with Bakura's motions. Finally, Bakura took his fingers out. He spit in his hand and coated his member with the saliva. He positioned his length at Ryou's entrance. He slowly pushed the tip in. Ryou threw his head from side to side slowly at the painful pleasure. Bakura gently pushed his entire appendage into Ryou. Ryou was flushed.
"You O.K.?" He asked his light. Ryou smiled and nodded his head in a yes. Bakura smiled back and began thrusting slowly in and out of Ryou. Ryou moaned lightly at the pleasure running up his spine and coursing through his body. He was breathing rapidly. Both of them were. Ryou started moaning much louder, begging for more and crying out his dark's name as he felt himself go numb from the pleasure.
"Please.Bakura.ughharder.FASTER!" Bakura gladly obliged and began thrusting his dick faster and harder into his light. He angled his thrusts until he found his hikari's prostate. Ryou screeched, indicating that Bakura had found Ryou's pleasure spot, and he kept thrusting into it; over and over again as Ryou panted and screamed for more. No sooner did Ryou climax, spilling his seed over his and Bakura's stomachs. A few thrusts later, Bakura shot his warm semen into the lover below him.
Bakura rolled over to lay next to Ryou on the long, soft couch as he used he finger to dip into the cum on the both of them and licking it off, savoring it's taste. Ryou turned to face him and wrapped his arms around his other, cuddling his face into Bakura's chest. Bakura wrapped his arm around his hikari's shoulder. After a couple of seconds of the warm moment, Bakura snickered. Ryou looked up at him, a confused look across his face.
"What's so funny?"
"Nothing," Bakura replied, then gave a smirk, "I was just thinking about how you moan like a girl." Ryou glared at him in offense. "I DO NOT! YOU TAKE THAT BACK!" Bakura snickered again. He put his hand on the back of Ryou's head and kissed him softly on his soft, silver locks of hair. "You know how cute you look when you're angry?" Ryou blinked a couple of times and smiled. He resumed resting his head on his yam's chest. "Hey Bakura?" Bakura looked down at Ryou. "Yeah?" Ryou sat up and looked him straight in the eye.
"Do you love me?"
"What?"
"You heard medo you love me?" Ryou looked at him with pleading eyes. Bakura smiled warmly and lifted one hand up to stroke his hikari's cheek. Then snickered again. " No. I would fuck anyone. I'll pay you tomorrow." he said sarcastically. Ryou looked pale, not detecting the sarcasm in his voice.
Bakura sighed. "Ryou, what do you take me for? Some slut off the street? I don't sleep with people I don't love. Stupid hikari."
Bakura closed his eyes. Ryou smiled at his new found love and giggled after thinking about how tough he always acted. He layed, once again, onto Bakura's muscular chest.
"I love you too, Bakura."
"You'd better"
"You know I do. And I always will." And with that, both fell asleep, in each others arms, happier then they ever were before.