Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tears of Betrayal ❯ Times Like These ( Chapter 5 )
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By: Yami-Jen 
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.24.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 807 | Status: Completed
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 02.24.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 3.3K | Visits: 807 | Status: Completed
Tears of Betrayal
By Yami-Jen
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*Just a quick note to save possible confusion:*
Ryou = Ryou Bakura
Bakura = Yami Bakura
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. Trust me, if I did Malik would be the main character, there'd be no Anzu, better storylines and TONS of yaoi lemony freshness!^_^
Warnings: Yaoi (guy on guy action), incest, rape, m/m/f, lemons, violence and death, and tons of OOC so if you don't like that, leave now! Flames will just give me a good laugh!
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Ch apter Five ~Times Like These~ (Oh yes, I'm on a Foo Fighter's kick right now! ^_^)
*A couple months later*
The people of Egypt had noticed a very drastic change in the last few months. It seemed the pharaoh had lost a lot of his evilness....fewer people had been sentenced to death or life imprisonment for petty crimes, Egypt was no longer at war with its southern neighbors, and guards and others who worked in the palace seemed less angry all the time. Murders and crime in general had decreased. Well, that is if you could forget that body that was found in the Temple of Ra. *shudder* It was the body of a boy, brutally raped and beaten, with random hieroglyphics carved into his chest and back. No one could understand them since only the priests, and royalty could read or write. The high priest Seto claimed no knowledge of the event so it was eventually dropped....poor kid.
Anyways, the atmosphere in the Palace had changed just as much. The pharaoh's servants weren't afraid of him anymore and he wasn't nearly as rude to his council. (which doesn't mean he was polite though! ^_^) And at the center of this new-found happiness was the two 'slaves' that Yami had received for his birthday, although slaves isn't really what you'd call them. It's more like lovers. The beautiful boy and girl had become the world to the pharaoh, and most importantly, he loved them. And never in his life had the pharaoh loved, well, anyone besides his mother. They were his treasures and most importantly, as Seto noted, they were now his greatest weakness.
*In the palace*
It was evening and Yami had a surprise for his two beauties. They adored him now and he felt that he must give them something in return for all of this love they share with him. The pharaoh entered his chambers finding them lounging around as usual. They jumped up quickly at his entrance to welcome his with a kiss. Well, and in Malik's case a grope as well. The ruler stepped back for a second and cleared his throat to get their attention. "I have a surprise for you two."
Isis and Malik exchanged a glance and listened eagerly.
"You have been here for several months. And you enjoy it, no?"
"Of course we do Yami" Isis replied with a smile.
"Well I know that there is one thing that you do miss. I can see it in your eyes. Even more so recently. You miss your friends, do you not?"
They both nodded in agreement. For a second Yami could see the longing in their eyes. How sweet. They miss their friends terribly but don't want him to know. "Well, I have a way you can see them. And I can see how your life was as well."
"Oh Yami, that's great!" Isis said excitedly. Malik had a big grin as well. "But how?"
"Well, tomorrow, we will go out into the city. I can easily disguise myself so no one knows who I am."
Malik's face fell a bit. "But you shouldn't put your life in danger just for us..."
The pharaoh smirked at him, "You underestimate me Malik. You forget that I have the millenium puzzle. Besides I might take Bakura with us as well, and we'll be perfectly safe with two millenium items."
Both of them jumped into my arms kissing my neck. "Yami, we love you so much!!"
'Heh,' Yami thought to himself, 'that makes it all worthwhile.'
Just outside the door, listening to the entire conversation was [I wonder who...] Seto! He had been spending more time in the palace lately, trying to figure a way to get his hands on another millenium item. The tombs were too heavily guarded to steal one from, and it would be nearly impossible to take the puzzle from Yami. But now he would have his chance tomorrow....
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The next day, the four that would be going on this excursion gathered in one of the back rooms of the palace. Yami was wearing a dark robe that covered his prominent hair and his puzzle. Bakura, who had opted to go as well, was dressed similarly, hiding his unusually pale hair and skin. The two slaves simply wore some of the clothes that they had been wearing when they were taken to the palace. Waiting for the right moment, they ran, climbed over the high palace wall and were free. Yami had done this before when he was younger, mainly to duel, drink, and eh, fuck with the beauties at the nearby tavern, none of these things the pharaoh would allow the young prince to do at the time. Yami shook off the memories and let the siblings lead the way.
It didn't take long to reach their destination, a run down building that seemed to be a game shop of sorts. Some children were sitting outside playing with stones with designs painted on them. One of them, a boy with long dark hair, saw them approach and ran towards them yelling, "Isis!!! Malik!!! You came back!!! You're not dead!!!"
The two smiled and hugged him in turn. Malik looked at the other children, "Hey Mokuba, I see that the shop is as popular as ever."
Mokuba, who was still bouncing up and down with excitement, nodded in agreement, "They're all beginners! So it's much easier for me to beat them!" He noticed Yami and Bakura standing with them and began to eye them suspiciously. "Who are they Malik? They're not from the palace are they?"
"Well..." Malik looked at Yami who shook his head. It wouldn't be good to let everyone in on who they were. "They're our friends. This is Bakura and Yami."
That was good enough for the young boy and he beamed at them, "Hi! I'm Mokuba!"
Malik chuckled and ruffled his hair, "That's good buddy. So where is everyone else?"
Mokuba's expression suddenly turned solemn, "T-They're with grandpa. He's been sick recently....and it's gotten a lot worse the last few days..."
Isis gasped in shock, "Oh no! We must see him then!"
Mokuba nodded and led them into the shop and into one of the back rooms. Inside was Grandpa, laying on some blankets and looking deathly ill. Beside him was a boy who looked almost exactly like Yami, a taller blond boy, a boy with dark hair that stuck up in the front, and a boy with wild white locks. Isis and Malik ran inside, startling the group there. Shock and happiness covered their faces and hugs and kisses were exchanged totally oblivious to the two standing in the doorway, but some confusion was left...
Jou was the first to voice it, "Hey Malik! I thought you two were slaves to the pharaoh? Did you escape or something?"
Malik glanced again at Yami, who this time nodded. "Actually we didn't."
Jou was confused, "But how are you here then? That bastard wouldn't just let you leave would he?"
Yami smirked at the comment, "Actually the bastard accompanied them here."
The entire company stared in disbelief, and even some fear at the speaker of those words. Yes Egypt was in a much better condition now, but few changes affected the peasants at the bottom of society.
Grandpa, who had been asleep, suddenly awoke and settled his tired eyes upon the scene before him. "Ahhh, so Malik and Isis have returned....and they brought the pharaoh himself along with them."
He fell silent, breathing heavily. Malik and Isis hurried over and embraced him. Isis had tears in her eyes, "Oh Grandpa, I wish there was something we could do to help you..."
Grandpa smiled weakly, "No one can help me....my time has come and that can't be stopped."
Yugi peeled his eyes away from the breathtaking pharaoh that looked so much like himself and ran to his grandfather's side, "Don't talk that way Grandpa!"
Grandpa fixed his half-lidded eyes on his grandson, "Yugi....y-you're old enough...to run...the game shop now..."
Tears spilled from Yugi's eyes, "No Grandpa! You're going to get better! I know it!"
"And you....y-you can help these children....k-keep the....money we have....and J-Jou and Honda....they can....help you..."
Yugi was full out sobbing now, and tears were streaming down the cheeks of Grandpa's other 'children.'
"I love you...I-I...will....see you..." His eyes closed and his final words were barely audible, "In......t-the.......after...l-life....." [A/N: That was sooooo Yoda! ^_^] He spoke no more.
Everyone in the room, save Yami and Bakura, who had been forgotten, wept, for the kindly old man had been not only Yugi's grandfather, but a grandfather for all of them. They would bury him shortly in the sands, for mummification was only for royalty.
*Back at the palace* *SETO'S POV*
That idiot pharaoh left the palace and took his equally idiotic advisor with him....So that means I have free reign to take what I need!!
I wandered the halls a bit, glaring at whoever passed me, making sure the pharaoh didn't suddenly come back. When I thought enough time had passed, I changed my course and headed directly to my real destination, the queen's chambers. It was a luxurious room not too far away from the pharaoh's and I entered quietly. The queen was asleep, and looked...well frail I guess. I knew that she had been sick since her husband's death but it was a shame really. She couldn't have been much older than 30 and still beautiful, and now she's going to die. Heh, too bad I don't care.
I closed and locked the door behind me. I didn't need any interruptions or witnesses to what I was about to do. I unsheathed my blade and neared the bed. Maybe I don't have to kill her if she doesn't wake up. Unfortunately for her, she was a light sleeper. As soon as I was standing over her, her eyes open and her mouth opened in a silent scream. I plunged my dagger right through her heart, puncturing her lungs and preventing her from actually screaming out. The blood poured thickly out on her chest and she just gaped at me, dying. I smirked and pulled my new acquisition, the millenium necklace from around her neck. There was blood on it. I licked it off. My eyes locked with hers and she died, her face still frozen in an expression of horror. I left as silently as I entered, slipping my newest treasure in my robe and leaving the staring corpse on the bed for some *poor* slave to come across. Heh, or maybe the pharaoh himself. I'd just LOVE to see the expression on his face. I smirked at the thought
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Several hours later, the small group in the city had taken care of Grandpa's body. The tears and mourning had passed, for the time being, seeing as how no one had any tears left to cry. Yugi merely sat near the fresh grave and shook, tearless sobs still wracking his small form. Isis, Malik, and the others left him there, feeling he needed time alone with his grandfather. Yami and Bakura, while not friends of the old man, still felt the pain that was shown by the others.
Once they came back to the old game shop, the others took heart a bit, knowing that Grandpa wouldn't have wanted them all to be sad forever. A conversation was started up and Yami and Bakura were introduced properly. Hours passed, as stories from the past few months were exchanged. Yami listened politely but was more entranced with the white-haired boy called Ryou, that Malik had told him so much about. He was like Bakura, but looked so much more innocent and naive, making him that much more seductive. Bakura was thinking similar thoughts, only about Yugi, even though the boy wasn't present. So much like the pharaoh, only more accessible. He probably would have invited him back to the palace if his grandfather hadn't just died. He noticed the pharaoh staring lustfully at Ryou, the boy that looked so much like himself, and got an idea...
Ryou glanced up and caught Yami staring at him for about the twentieth time. He reddened a bit and excused himself, giving a pointed look to the pharaoh. Yami got the idea and did the same a few minutes later. Amid all the conversation, no one really noticed this exchange.
Yami wandered down the small hallway he had seen Ryou go into and entered the room at the end, the only one with an open door. As soon as he stepped inside, a warm body pressed against his, pushing him flush against the wall. "Bakura?..." he choked out.
Bakura smirked and kissed the pharaoh roughly, shoving his tongue down the boy's throat. Yami eagerly returned the kiss and let his hands wander down the slender pale body, moaning at he felt his growing erection press against the other's. Bakura broke away panting and placed his hands against the wall on either side of the pharaoh's head, supporting himself, "I knew you wanted me pharaoh. You should have just told me and then maybe this could have happened sooner."
Yami smirked, "I knew you wanted me too. YOU should have said something. I'm the pharaoh. I'm not going to beg."
With that, Yami flipped them around, pressing Bakura to the wall instead, and proceeded to torture the boy's neck with his tongue and teeth, every little nip causing him to cry out. He fumbled for the white-haired boy's robe, pulling it off and leaving his chest bare and vulnerable to his heated kisses. By now, both boy's legs were hardly able to support them and Bakura pulled Yami's dark robe off and pushed him to the ground. He then took the offensive and straddled the pharaoh's hips, teasing a tiny erect nipple and grinding their lengths together, creating pleasurable friction.
"You know, if you're going to do that you should really close the door."
Both aroused boys glanced at the doorway to the owner of the voice. Ryou. Bakura scowled, "What the fuck are you doing?! You were just supposed to lure the pharaoh here!"
Ryou smirked, looking no more innocent than his mirror image on the floor, "Well, don't I deserve a little reward for helping you?"
Bakura looked as if he would lose his temper but Yami, still lying under him, interrupted, "Why not Bakura? Three is always better than two don't you think?"
Bakura couldn't argue with that and Ryou joined them, stripping on the way. He was just as gorgeous as the other, but a bit thinner and paler. Yami quickly flipped Bakura on the floor and straddled his waist, holding him in place. Bakura growled but Ryou kissed him, quieting him. Yami smirked, "Sorry 'Kura, but there's no way I'd let you take me. You should be glad we have Ryou here now."
Bakura made no response, just moaning into the other boy's mouth. Yami made use of the moment and inserted his fingers in his own mouth, running his tongue over them and coating them with his saliva. He then moved off of Bakura and in-between his legs. He inserted a slick finger into the distracted boy's virgin entrance. Bakura let out a gasp at the new sensation. Ryou released his lips and traveled instead down his chest and began teasing his nipples, licking and nipping. Yami continued his preparation and inserted a second digit, scissoring and stretching. Bakura relaxed, letting him continue and moaned. It really didn't feel all that bad. Ryou traveled even further down and licked the throbbing head of the other pale boy's member, just about the same time as Yami inserted his third finger. Bakura closed his eyes and let out a cry at the unbelievable new feeling. He whimpered in disappointment when Yami removed his fingers.
The pharaoh glared at Ryou, "Suck." He ordered.
Ryou complied and took the pharaoh's entire erection in his mouth, running his tongue along underneath it. Yami moaned, but pulled Ryou's head away from himself quickly. It felt good but he just needed the lubrication. He moved back to Bakura and positioned himself before pushing inside slowly and deliberately. Bakura moaned loudly at the intrusion, but Ryou kissed him again, "They can probably hear us out there."
Yami grunted in disapproval, "Why the fuck should we care?"
That got him. Yami pulled out and pushed himself in harder, angling Bakura's hips to hit that *one* spot. After a couple well-placed thrusts, he hit it and Bakura let out a scream and wrapped his legs around Yami's waist.
Ryou, who'd just been observing until now, climbed onto Bakura in front of Yami, and unhesitantly impaled himself on Bakura's neglected member. Bakura let out a cry of ecstasy and Yami arched a well-groomed eyebrow. Ryou, sensing this, smirked and turned to face the pharaoh, "Trust me, I don't need preparation. I'm not as innocent as you think..."
Eh, this was good enough for Yami and he continued his thrusts, groaning at the tight heat and the incredible sight of the two white-haired boys together. Bakura wrapped his fingers around the small pale-haired boy's length pumping him. Bakura never thought he'd let himself be taken, but these two feelings, being taken and taking another at the same time was incredible. The throbbing rhythm continued, slowly accelerating until all three boys came violently, experiencing mind-blowing pleasure. They collapsed upon one another in a sweaty, sticky heap, the scent of sex filling the room. They slowly caught their breath and enjoyed the wonderful afterglow....and then the door opened.
Malik quirked an eyebrow, "You know it's rude to fuck in someone else's house." He eyed the scene a bit more, "Especially when you make a huge mess. You know you're lucky I found you, not Yugi or someone else."
Yami groaned. He pushed himself up off the ground and proceeded to dress again. Bakura and Ryou followed suite slowly. Malik tsked unappreciatively, "The LEAST you could have done is invited me to join you!"
"Well there you go, have fun." Yami muttered and gestured to Bakura's seed covered chest.
Malik grinned wickedly and wasted no time in running over to the discombobulated royal advisor and licking off the still warm semen. Yami watched fascinated, and fought the urge to harden again. 'Aw what the fuck.'
*Several hours and several activities involving the previously mentioned four later ^_^*
FINALLY, after a rather uncomfortable bit of silence when the four boys returned to the main room, the four visitors from the palace decided they needed to leave. It was evening and everyone was probably trying to find them. After a teary farewell, and many future visits were promised, the pharaoh, his advisor and newest lover, and two slaves made their way back to the dark royal palace.
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A /N: I can't do death scenes as you can probably tell! And Ryou was VERY out of character! But oh well! I like a sexy aggressive Ryou! ^_~
BTW, the next chappie for 'Li'l Hentai Stories' on Mediaminer.org is up!! The pairing is Yami/Jou! Enjoy! ^_^
Soooooo...Read and Review and then I'll continue with this story! Thanks!! ^____^
By Yami-Jen
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*Just a quick note to save possible confusion:*
Ryou = Ryou Bakura
Bakura = Yami Bakura
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. Trust me, if I did Malik would be the main character, there'd be no Anzu, better storylines and TONS of yaoi lemony freshness!^_^
Warnings: Yaoi (guy on guy action), incest, rape, m/m/f, lemons, violence and death, and tons of OOC so if you don't like that, leave now! Flames will just give me a good laugh!
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Ch apter Five ~Times Like These~ (Oh yes, I'm on a Foo Fighter's kick right now! ^_^)
*A couple months later*
The people of Egypt had noticed a very drastic change in the last few months. It seemed the pharaoh had lost a lot of his evilness....fewer people had been sentenced to death or life imprisonment for petty crimes, Egypt was no longer at war with its southern neighbors, and guards and others who worked in the palace seemed less angry all the time. Murders and crime in general had decreased. Well, that is if you could forget that body that was found in the Temple of Ra. *shudder* It was the body of a boy, brutally raped and beaten, with random hieroglyphics carved into his chest and back. No one could understand them since only the priests, and royalty could read or write. The high priest Seto claimed no knowledge of the event so it was eventually dropped....poor kid.
Anyways, the atmosphere in the Palace had changed just as much. The pharaoh's servants weren't afraid of him anymore and he wasn't nearly as rude to his council. (which doesn't mean he was polite though! ^_^) And at the center of this new-found happiness was the two 'slaves' that Yami had received for his birthday, although slaves isn't really what you'd call them. It's more like lovers. The beautiful boy and girl had become the world to the pharaoh, and most importantly, he loved them. And never in his life had the pharaoh loved, well, anyone besides his mother. They were his treasures and most importantly, as Seto noted, they were now his greatest weakness.
*In the palace*
It was evening and Yami had a surprise for his two beauties. They adored him now and he felt that he must give them something in return for all of this love they share with him. The pharaoh entered his chambers finding them lounging around as usual. They jumped up quickly at his entrance to welcome his with a kiss. Well, and in Malik's case a grope as well. The ruler stepped back for a second and cleared his throat to get their attention. "I have a surprise for you two."
Isis and Malik exchanged a glance and listened eagerly.
"You have been here for several months. And you enjoy it, no?"
"Of course we do Yami" Isis replied with a smile.
"Well I know that there is one thing that you do miss. I can see it in your eyes. Even more so recently. You miss your friends, do you not?"
They both nodded in agreement. For a second Yami could see the longing in their eyes. How sweet. They miss their friends terribly but don't want him to know. "Well, I have a way you can see them. And I can see how your life was as well."
"Oh Yami, that's great!" Isis said excitedly. Malik had a big grin as well. "But how?"
"Well, tomorrow, we will go out into the city. I can easily disguise myself so no one knows who I am."
Malik's face fell a bit. "But you shouldn't put your life in danger just for us..."
The pharaoh smirked at him, "You underestimate me Malik. You forget that I have the millenium puzzle. Besides I might take Bakura with us as well, and we'll be perfectly safe with two millenium items."
Both of them jumped into my arms kissing my neck. "Yami, we love you so much!!"
'Heh,' Yami thought to himself, 'that makes it all worthwhile.'
Just outside the door, listening to the entire conversation was [I wonder who...] Seto! He had been spending more time in the palace lately, trying to figure a way to get his hands on another millenium item. The tombs were too heavily guarded to steal one from, and it would be nearly impossible to take the puzzle from Yami. But now he would have his chance tomorrow....
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The next day, the four that would be going on this excursion gathered in one of the back rooms of the palace. Yami was wearing a dark robe that covered his prominent hair and his puzzle. Bakura, who had opted to go as well, was dressed similarly, hiding his unusually pale hair and skin. The two slaves simply wore some of the clothes that they had been wearing when they were taken to the palace. Waiting for the right moment, they ran, climbed over the high palace wall and were free. Yami had done this before when he was younger, mainly to duel, drink, and eh, fuck with the beauties at the nearby tavern, none of these things the pharaoh would allow the young prince to do at the time. Yami shook off the memories and let the siblings lead the way.
It didn't take long to reach their destination, a run down building that seemed to be a game shop of sorts. Some children were sitting outside playing with stones with designs painted on them. One of them, a boy with long dark hair, saw them approach and ran towards them yelling, "Isis!!! Malik!!! You came back!!! You're not dead!!!"
The two smiled and hugged him in turn. Malik looked at the other children, "Hey Mokuba, I see that the shop is as popular as ever."
Mokuba, who was still bouncing up and down with excitement, nodded in agreement, "They're all beginners! So it's much easier for me to beat them!" He noticed Yami and Bakura standing with them and began to eye them suspiciously. "Who are they Malik? They're not from the palace are they?"
"Well..." Malik looked at Yami who shook his head. It wouldn't be good to let everyone in on who they were. "They're our friends. This is Bakura and Yami."
That was good enough for the young boy and he beamed at them, "Hi! I'm Mokuba!"
Malik chuckled and ruffled his hair, "That's good buddy. So where is everyone else?"
Mokuba's expression suddenly turned solemn, "T-They're with grandpa. He's been sick recently....and it's gotten a lot worse the last few days..."
Isis gasped in shock, "Oh no! We must see him then!"
Mokuba nodded and led them into the shop and into one of the back rooms. Inside was Grandpa, laying on some blankets and looking deathly ill. Beside him was a boy who looked almost exactly like Yami, a taller blond boy, a boy with dark hair that stuck up in the front, and a boy with wild white locks. Isis and Malik ran inside, startling the group there. Shock and happiness covered their faces and hugs and kisses were exchanged totally oblivious to the two standing in the doorway, but some confusion was left...
Jou was the first to voice it, "Hey Malik! I thought you two were slaves to the pharaoh? Did you escape or something?"
Malik glanced again at Yami, who this time nodded. "Actually we didn't."
Jou was confused, "But how are you here then? That bastard wouldn't just let you leave would he?"
Yami smirked at the comment, "Actually the bastard accompanied them here."
The entire company stared in disbelief, and even some fear at the speaker of those words. Yes Egypt was in a much better condition now, but few changes affected the peasants at the bottom of society.
Grandpa, who had been asleep, suddenly awoke and settled his tired eyes upon the scene before him. "Ahhh, so Malik and Isis have returned....and they brought the pharaoh himself along with them."
He fell silent, breathing heavily. Malik and Isis hurried over and embraced him. Isis had tears in her eyes, "Oh Grandpa, I wish there was something we could do to help you..."
Grandpa smiled weakly, "No one can help me....my time has come and that can't be stopped."
Yugi peeled his eyes away from the breathtaking pharaoh that looked so much like himself and ran to his grandfather's side, "Don't talk that way Grandpa!"
Grandpa fixed his half-lidded eyes on his grandson, "Yugi....y-you're old enough...to run...the game shop now..."
Tears spilled from Yugi's eyes, "No Grandpa! You're going to get better! I know it!"
"And you....y-you can help these children....k-keep the....money we have....and J-Jou and Honda....they can....help you..."
Yugi was full out sobbing now, and tears were streaming down the cheeks of Grandpa's other 'children.'
"I love you...I-I...will....see you..." His eyes closed and his final words were barely audible, "In......t-the.......after...l-life....." [A/N: That was sooooo Yoda! ^_^] He spoke no more.
Everyone in the room, save Yami and Bakura, who had been forgotten, wept, for the kindly old man had been not only Yugi's grandfather, but a grandfather for all of them. They would bury him shortly in the sands, for mummification was only for royalty.
*Back at the palace* *SETO'S POV*
That idiot pharaoh left the palace and took his equally idiotic advisor with him....So that means I have free reign to take what I need!!
I wandered the halls a bit, glaring at whoever passed me, making sure the pharaoh didn't suddenly come back. When I thought enough time had passed, I changed my course and headed directly to my real destination, the queen's chambers. It was a luxurious room not too far away from the pharaoh's and I entered quietly. The queen was asleep, and looked...well frail I guess. I knew that she had been sick since her husband's death but it was a shame really. She couldn't have been much older than 30 and still beautiful, and now she's going to die. Heh, too bad I don't care.
I closed and locked the door behind me. I didn't need any interruptions or witnesses to what I was about to do. I unsheathed my blade and neared the bed. Maybe I don't have to kill her if she doesn't wake up. Unfortunately for her, she was a light sleeper. As soon as I was standing over her, her eyes open and her mouth opened in a silent scream. I plunged my dagger right through her heart, puncturing her lungs and preventing her from actually screaming out. The blood poured thickly out on her chest and she just gaped at me, dying. I smirked and pulled my new acquisition, the millenium necklace from around her neck. There was blood on it. I licked it off. My eyes locked with hers and she died, her face still frozen in an expression of horror. I left as silently as I entered, slipping my newest treasure in my robe and leaving the staring corpse on the bed for some *poor* slave to come across. Heh, or maybe the pharaoh himself. I'd just LOVE to see the expression on his face. I smirked at the thought
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Several hours later, the small group in the city had taken care of Grandpa's body. The tears and mourning had passed, for the time being, seeing as how no one had any tears left to cry. Yugi merely sat near the fresh grave and shook, tearless sobs still wracking his small form. Isis, Malik, and the others left him there, feeling he needed time alone with his grandfather. Yami and Bakura, while not friends of the old man, still felt the pain that was shown by the others.
Once they came back to the old game shop, the others took heart a bit, knowing that Grandpa wouldn't have wanted them all to be sad forever. A conversation was started up and Yami and Bakura were introduced properly. Hours passed, as stories from the past few months were exchanged. Yami listened politely but was more entranced with the white-haired boy called Ryou, that Malik had told him so much about. He was like Bakura, but looked so much more innocent and naive, making him that much more seductive. Bakura was thinking similar thoughts, only about Yugi, even though the boy wasn't present. So much like the pharaoh, only more accessible. He probably would have invited him back to the palace if his grandfather hadn't just died. He noticed the pharaoh staring lustfully at Ryou, the boy that looked so much like himself, and got an idea...
Ryou glanced up and caught Yami staring at him for about the twentieth time. He reddened a bit and excused himself, giving a pointed look to the pharaoh. Yami got the idea and did the same a few minutes later. Amid all the conversation, no one really noticed this exchange.
Yami wandered down the small hallway he had seen Ryou go into and entered the room at the end, the only one with an open door. As soon as he stepped inside, a warm body pressed against his, pushing him flush against the wall. "Bakura?..." he choked out.
Bakura smirked and kissed the pharaoh roughly, shoving his tongue down the boy's throat. Yami eagerly returned the kiss and let his hands wander down the slender pale body, moaning at he felt his growing erection press against the other's. Bakura broke away panting and placed his hands against the wall on either side of the pharaoh's head, supporting himself, "I knew you wanted me pharaoh. You should have just told me and then maybe this could have happened sooner."
Yami smirked, "I knew you wanted me too. YOU should have said something. I'm the pharaoh. I'm not going to beg."
With that, Yami flipped them around, pressing Bakura to the wall instead, and proceeded to torture the boy's neck with his tongue and teeth, every little nip causing him to cry out. He fumbled for the white-haired boy's robe, pulling it off and leaving his chest bare and vulnerable to his heated kisses. By now, both boy's legs were hardly able to support them and Bakura pulled Yami's dark robe off and pushed him to the ground. He then took the offensive and straddled the pharaoh's hips, teasing a tiny erect nipple and grinding their lengths together, creating pleasurable friction.
"You know, if you're going to do that you should really close the door."
Both aroused boys glanced at the doorway to the owner of the voice. Ryou. Bakura scowled, "What the fuck are you doing?! You were just supposed to lure the pharaoh here!"
Ryou smirked, looking no more innocent than his mirror image on the floor, "Well, don't I deserve a little reward for helping you?"
Bakura looked as if he would lose his temper but Yami, still lying under him, interrupted, "Why not Bakura? Three is always better than two don't you think?"
Bakura couldn't argue with that and Ryou joined them, stripping on the way. He was just as gorgeous as the other, but a bit thinner and paler. Yami quickly flipped Bakura on the floor and straddled his waist, holding him in place. Bakura growled but Ryou kissed him, quieting him. Yami smirked, "Sorry 'Kura, but there's no way I'd let you take me. You should be glad we have Ryou here now."
Bakura made no response, just moaning into the other boy's mouth. Yami made use of the moment and inserted his fingers in his own mouth, running his tongue over them and coating them with his saliva. He then moved off of Bakura and in-between his legs. He inserted a slick finger into the distracted boy's virgin entrance. Bakura let out a gasp at the new sensation. Ryou released his lips and traveled instead down his chest and began teasing his nipples, licking and nipping. Yami continued his preparation and inserted a second digit, scissoring and stretching. Bakura relaxed, letting him continue and moaned. It really didn't feel all that bad. Ryou traveled even further down and licked the throbbing head of the other pale boy's member, just about the same time as Yami inserted his third finger. Bakura closed his eyes and let out a cry at the unbelievable new feeling. He whimpered in disappointment when Yami removed his fingers.
The pharaoh glared at Ryou, "Suck." He ordered.
Ryou complied and took the pharaoh's entire erection in his mouth, running his tongue along underneath it. Yami moaned, but pulled Ryou's head away from himself quickly. It felt good but he just needed the lubrication. He moved back to Bakura and positioned himself before pushing inside slowly and deliberately. Bakura moaned loudly at the intrusion, but Ryou kissed him again, "They can probably hear us out there."
Yami grunted in disapproval, "Why the fuck should we care?"
That got him. Yami pulled out and pushed himself in harder, angling Bakura's hips to hit that *one* spot. After a couple well-placed thrusts, he hit it and Bakura let out a scream and wrapped his legs around Yami's waist.
Ryou, who'd just been observing until now, climbed onto Bakura in front of Yami, and unhesitantly impaled himself on Bakura's neglected member. Bakura let out a cry of ecstasy and Yami arched a well-groomed eyebrow. Ryou, sensing this, smirked and turned to face the pharaoh, "Trust me, I don't need preparation. I'm not as innocent as you think..."
Eh, this was good enough for Yami and he continued his thrusts, groaning at the tight heat and the incredible sight of the two white-haired boys together. Bakura wrapped his fingers around the small pale-haired boy's length pumping him. Bakura never thought he'd let himself be taken, but these two feelings, being taken and taking another at the same time was incredible. The throbbing rhythm continued, slowly accelerating until all three boys came violently, experiencing mind-blowing pleasure. They collapsed upon one another in a sweaty, sticky heap, the scent of sex filling the room. They slowly caught their breath and enjoyed the wonderful afterglow....and then the door opened.
Malik quirked an eyebrow, "You know it's rude to fuck in someone else's house." He eyed the scene a bit more, "Especially when you make a huge mess. You know you're lucky I found you, not Yugi or someone else."
Yami groaned. He pushed himself up off the ground and proceeded to dress again. Bakura and Ryou followed suite slowly. Malik tsked unappreciatively, "The LEAST you could have done is invited me to join you!"
"Well there you go, have fun." Yami muttered and gestured to Bakura's seed covered chest.
Malik grinned wickedly and wasted no time in running over to the discombobulated royal advisor and licking off the still warm semen. Yami watched fascinated, and fought the urge to harden again. 'Aw what the fuck.'
*Several hours and several activities involving the previously mentioned four later ^_^*
FINALLY, after a rather uncomfortable bit of silence when the four boys returned to the main room, the four visitors from the palace decided they needed to leave. It was evening and everyone was probably trying to find them. After a teary farewell, and many future visits were promised, the pharaoh, his advisor and newest lover, and two slaves made their way back to the dark royal palace.
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A /N: I can't do death scenes as you can probably tell! And Ryou was VERY out of character! But oh well! I like a sexy aggressive Ryou! ^_~
BTW, the next chappie for 'Li'l Hentai Stories' on Mediaminer.org is up!! The pairing is Yami/Jou! Enjoy! ^_^
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