Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Other Half ❯ part one ( Chapter 1 )

Title: The Other Half

Author: Tsutsuji

Summary: Ryou and Bakura persuade Kaiba to do something he's never done before: be uke.

Fandom: Yu-gi-oh

Rating: NC17 - explicit male/male sex.

Warnings: PWP. Explicit sex. There's no violence or abuse, but it's not warm and fuzzy. Pretty much just… sex.

Pairing: Overall, it's BakuraxKaibaxRyou, but all the action is RyouxKaiba. (yeah, you read that right.)

Disclaimer: I certainly don't own any of these characters from Yu-gi-oh! and I am certainly not Kazuki Takahashi, Shonen Jump, or 4Kids Entertainment. Trust me on this.

Author's Notes. This is my first major lemon, or explicit sex scene, and it came out a bit odd… rather more like gay male porn than slashfic or yaoi, if you see the difference. It wasn't supposed to be the first of my Seto/Bakura/Ryou stories, but the first two weren't as eager to get themselves written as this one seemed to be.

Yami Bakura/Ryou Bakura = One True Pairing, but that doesn't mean they can't have fun with other people occasionally.

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It was only his third encounter with Yami Bakura, but already Seto Kaiba was getting into a routine, treating their meeting like a matter of business with no time to waste. This time Bakura and Ryou had found him at work at Kaibaland, and somehow succeeded in enticing him away from his computers to slip off to one of the rarely-used offices of the complex, normally reserved for photo opportunities with pompous executives and media moguls. The usual use of the space may be the reason he found himself starting to undress methodically, almost impatiently, as if this was another business ordeal to be gotten through as quickly as possible, until Bakura's smirk reminded him that this was play, not work. Ryou Bakura, at the yami's side, was watching Kaiba with a slightly puzzled look as he paused in the motion of pulling off his tie. Their expectant faces along with the remembrance of their past two encounters brought out the showman in the young CEO. It was all the difference between merely laying a Duel Monsters card on the table and drawing it with a flourish, as he whipped off the necktie and jacket and tossed them aside. He enjoyed the gleam in Bakura's eye at the change of style, and returned the dark one's smile as they started to make undressing each other part of the game.

Ryou stood to one side and watched with wide, alert eyes, as if waiting for some signal from one of them. Kaiba knew well enough by now that Ryou was not merely some underling awaiting orders, as his initiative on the previous occasion proved, and yet since Ryou seemed content to play the passive role, Kaiba found it natural to fall into the corresponding part. So he asked Bakura, rather than Ryou himself: "Isn't he going to join us this time?" He was surprised and slightly amused at the husky eagerness in his own voice. The only thing that turned out to be even wilder and sexier than sex with Bakura in the first surprising instance, was when Ryou joined them the second time.

Bakura looked over at the hikari, as some referred to him; the lighter side to Bakura's darkness of soul. Kaiba still didn't care to understand much about the magic that joined them, or how Bakura could even exist as he did, but even he could see how they were like two halves of the same being. Bakura looked now at Ryou with the hungry, possessive expression that he only had for his other half, and Ryou gazed back at him with quiet expectancy. The look of understanding that passed between them - Kaiba would have called it love, if such a word didn't seem strange to say of Yami Bakura - reassured Kaiba precisely because he was excluded from it. All the lust, need, and satisfaction he'd found with Bakura would never become a demand upon him, there would be no expectation of commitment and no trap for his soul as a result of these encounters, because Bakura's soul was already claimed by Ryou. That left Kaiba free to indulge in these secret passionate adventures, with nothing to prove and nothing to lose.

The wordless agreement passed between them, and Ryou started to undress. Bakura turned his attention back to Kaiba, coming over to him and pushing his unbuttoned shirt off his shoulders.

"Ryou will certainly be joining us," he purred in his low voice. He sidled around behind Kaiba, one hand running over his bare chest from behind as the other tugged the shirt off his arms and let it drop. "In fact, Kaiba-sama," he continued, his mouth close to Kaiba's ear and one finger tracing the ridge of Kaiba's slowly swelling hardness, "my sweet, lovely Ryou is going to fuck your beautiful virgin ass."

Kaiba's reaction was, to say the least, mixed. His body responded with a flush of eager heat, but his mind balked. He grabbed Bakura's hand to stop its distracting caresses, but Bakura countered this move by licking behind his ear at the same moment. Gritting his teeth, almost snarling, Kaiba looked at Ryou, who was in the act of stepping out of his pants. The boy's face was hidden by his hair as he looked down at the floor.

Kaiba's eyes narrowed as he twisted around to glare at Bakura, expecting to see a smug, scheming smile, but there was only mild amusement in the dark one's eyes.

"Not the role in which you see yourself, I know," Bakura said. "But I assure you, you'll find Ryou's skill in this will make it worth overcoming your qualms of pride."

Kaiba made sure his doubt of this showed in his face, but Bakura ignored him and looked pointedly at Ryou, who stood beside them now in all his pale, naked glory. Ryou glanced at Bakura once more as if for confirmation.

"Ryou is as adept at giving great pleasure in this position as he is in other ways, some of which you are already familiar with," Bakura said.

Ryou smiled sweetly and, to Kaiba's amusement, blushed. "You do me too much honor," he said. "You flatter me, but if Kaiba-sama will put his trust in me I'll do all I can to make your words true."

The polite speech amused and intrigued Kaiba, and even aroused him, although the arousal was certainly helped along by Bakura's continuingly wandering hand on his body and the tongue that continued to nibble at his ear. Even in this position, Kaiba thought, Ryou's attitude would surely remain that of the "uke," and their roles would remain as they were. Besides, it was when Ryou was most humbly disclaiming himself that he had proven to be most talented, as Kaiba had found out when Ryou had prepared a luscious meal for the three of them after their last meeting. The food was excellent, and Ryou's preparations had been clever and efficient, while the whole time he insisted that he was totally inept as a cook and that their praise was far more than he deserved.

It occurred to Kaiba, as it had on the previous occasions, that Bakura was really "seme" in this situation, as far as initiating and directing it, even if he was not involved in the act itself. And yet, he realized, from the sound of it Bakura had been in this position himself.

"Am I to understand that you know Ryou's skill in this from firsthand experience?" he asked challengingly. "You've let your sweet hikari fuck your lovely ass, have you?"

"On numerous occasions," Bakura admitted easily, "each time more mind-blowing than the last."

To Kaiba's amazement, Ryou both smiled more sweetly and blushed more deeply at this heady compliment. He bowed his head and murmured something humble, but when Kaiba lifted his chin to look at his face, his eyes were glowing with quiet pride.

"Hnh," Kaiba said noncommittally.

"Aren't you ready for a new challenge, Seto Kaiba?" Bakura taunted. "If Ryou's actions are entirely not to your liking, you can stop them. But trust me, you won't want to."

"Alright then, let's see if you can convince me," Kaiba said, looking at Bakura rather than at Ryou.

"Come, Ryou," Bakura said, his voice low again in Kaiba's ear. "Begin your task."

"With pleasure," Ryou said, stepping up to Kaiba. His head was lowered but his eyes looked up at Kaiba from under his snowy hair, with a smile that was both innocent and seductive. He placed one hand on top of Kaiba's, where he still held Bakura's hand quiet over the bulge in his pants. Then he leaned up to kiss Kaiba lightly on the lips.

Kaiba remembered the sweetness of Ryou's kiss, and parted his lips to allow for his gentle exploration. While their tongues got reacquainted, Ryou's hands strayed to the waist of Kaiba's trousers and deftly opened them. Bakura's hand slid out from under Kaiba's, giving one last caress to the hardening ridge under the fabric before falling away to allow Ryou to do his work. The three of them slid the pants down over Kaiba's hips. Ryou guided his cock free of the fabric with feather light touches, then left it to hang half-hard, curving alongside Kaiba's thigh.

At the same time Ryou began to kiss his way down Kaiba's chin and neck. For one brief but intense moment, both of Kaiba's white-haired lovers were nibbling at the tender flesh of his neck, Bakura under his ear and Ryou over the pulse above his breast bone. Kaiba just stood still, savoring the luscious attention to his flesh.

Ryou continued his downward journey, his pale hands roving ahead over sensitive places that he'd discovered the last time they were together - the hard nub of a nipple, the soft skin over Kaiba's hip bone, his inner thigh - while tongue and lips followed. One hand cupped Kaiba's balls, gently massaging, but only brushed teasingly along the length of his erection, which was now near full. Kaiba fought the urge to grab Ryou's ever-moving hands and place them exactly where he wanted them to stay. Instead, he twined his fingers Ryou's soft hair - but then had to restrain himself from forcing Ryou's head down lower in its maddeningly slow journey.

"Patience," Bakura murmured in his ear, sensing Kaiba's struggle with himself. Kaiba realized that he was merely standing behind him now, not doing much, not even touching him except where his hands rested on Kaiba's arms.

Ryou finally knelt down in front of Kaiba, who was fully aroused as he looked down at the white-haired boy. Kaiba's thick, questing cock bobbed in front of Ryou's face.

Ryou nuzzled against Kaiba, his nose and mouth pressed against the base of his shaft, his moist breath warm on Kaiba's balls. He inhaled deeply as if relishing the scent of the aroused body, and then blew warm breath along Kaiba's length, sending a shiver of pleasure up his spine.

Then Ryou pulled back a little. "Pardon me, Kaiba-sama," he said, to Kaiba's confusion, until he realized that Ryou was nudging at his leg, trying to get him to step out of the trousers that were pooled around his ankles. With a small grunt of frustration, Kaiba managed to get out of them more or less gracefully as Ryou pulled them aside. Then, maddeningly, the boy continued to kiss and lick his way down the inside of Kaiba's thigh and leg, and finally worked his way back up the other side.

"Enough preliminaries," Kaiba growled, ignoring Bakura's chuckle behind him. He tugged on Ryou's hair, not very hard but insistently.

"As you wish," Ryou murmured, and without further hesitation he took Kaiba's cock into his mouth. As the soft lips clamped around him and he felt the wet pressure of tongue and mouth start to suck on his length, Kaiba threw his head back and let out a moan. This he remembered from before as well, Ryou's dedicated skill with tongue and lips, but this time his whole body was sensitized by Ryou's kisses and caresses, and his attention was not divided by Bakura's attention as it had been on the previous occasion. The result was intense.

Ryou began to suck in long, slow strokes, pulling back to dance his tongue around the tip and then plunging down to engulf Kaiba again. Kaiba stood with his eyes closed, hands tangled but limp in Ryou's hair, as waves of pleasure grew with every stroke. Reluctantly he became aware of Bakura still behind him.

"Look at him…. look down, Kaiba," the yami urged. Kaiba forced his eyes open. He gasped as another, deeper wave of pleasure sang through him at the sight of Ryou sucking him, eyes closed in his concentration on the task. He continued to stare down as Bakura whispered in his ear, pointing out how beautiful the boy at his feet was, with his ivory skin glowing and slightly flushed, his wonderful full mouth, his long pale fingers fondling Kaiba so gently, his whole lovely slim body, and his fine, beautiful cock…..

Kaiba's hips thrust involuntarily and his cockhead hit the back of Ryou's throat. The boy paused a moment and shifted a little, then took Kaiba's whole length down his throat.

Kaiba gritted his teeth, his fists now clenched in Ryou's hair again to keep himself from letting loose and fucking that hot welcoming mouth for all he was worth. Ryou could only move a little bit in this position, sucking as much as he could, and Kaiba panted and held him there for as long as he dared, then let Ryou pull back for air. Ryou clamped onto him and sucked back up the full length of his cock, until finally his lips remained just about the tip, while his tongue gently prodded the slit. Kaiba struggled to regain his breath. At the same time he noticed another sensation, without being certain when it began. A long, wet finger was stroking deep into the crack of his ass. He thought it was Bakura behind him, but then realized that both of the Yami's hands were still resting on his arms. It was Ryou, reaching between his legs to stroke him there.

"I know you want to come in that luscious mouth, but even greater pleasures await you," Bakura said. At that moment Kaiba doubted there could be much greater pleasure than Ryou's mouth was giving him, or that he would survive if there was any.

Ryou's finger pushed deeper, pressing against Kaiba's most sensitive flesh, and the touch was hot and slick; somehow Ryou had come to have warm oil on his fingers. Kaiba didn't know how and didn't much care at the moment, as Ryou's tongue continued to tease the sensitive head of his cock while the finger probed. The touch was a little frightening, yet enticing, like an intriguing danger. But the finger only teased at him, caressing but not pressing. Kaiba relaxed, finding the sensation surprisingly erotic and enjoyable.

"Show yourself to him, Ryou," Bakura said. Ryou's eyelids, still closed in concentration, fluttered in acknowledgement, but he seemed reluctant to give up what he was doing. Before complying he once again pulled nearly all of Kaiba's shaft into his mouth and then licked and sucked back up, humming in satisfaction. Kaiba felt the vibration at the base of his spine and all through his body. As Ryou's lips finally released Kaiba's cock he seemed to look at it fondly, planting a kiss on the tip which left his lips glistening with the fluid there.

"Look," Bakura sighed, now leaning against Kaiba's back and looking down over his shoulder. Kaiba spared a glance aside at Bakura's strangely enraptured face, then he looked down and understood the expression.

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