Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Yami Virus ❯ MIssing You ( Chapter 37 )

WARNING: RYOU X BAKURA LEMON! YAOI!

Liann: Malik's going to tell Marik now.

Valea: Miranda has a bad crush on Tristan. Always will.

Lady Elfskye: Seto will have to pay PR double for the work they have to do.

Shadow of Light: Seto will most likely grow faint knowing Aria will be wearing a bra. She will be at the end of this story.

Kura Magician Girl: These kids are the best. So innocent.

I Is Me: I love my characters. That's why they go through what they do.

Missing You

Two weeks later, Seto had heard that Donny and Alex had recovered enough to go to the company picnic. Seto had made plans for Ryou and his family to come and stay over at his summer home the night before.

Marik, knowing how Seto felt about Miranda, asked Miranda to come with his family and spend the night in the luxurious mansion. That is not all whom he invited for the night….Umi Tsunami, Mako's son and Aria's boyfriend, was able to spend the night.

Aria had ran to Miranda and chatted excitedly about seeing her boyfriend and told Miranda to bring Robbie so Aten had someone to play with.

Miranda packed her clothes and watched Robbie limp down the steps with his schoolbag full of toys and clothes.

Vera walked down the steps. "Where are you going, Mira-darling?"

"We're going to a friend's house and staying over for a picnic tomorrow."

Vera put her hand on her hip. "Was everybody invited?"

"You don't have to go, Vera. I'm sure you won't feel comfortable."

"I'm coming anyway."

Vera walked upstairs to pack her bags.

Robbie sighed and hung his head. For the past two weeks, Vera had limited his contact with Aten. Robbie had been forbidden to speak to Aten or talk to him on the phone.

Vera had forced Robbie to stay inside when Aten came to the door. Around Miranda, she would remain silent. But when she and Robbie were alone, she called Aten "no good" and said that he was "beneath him." She called Aten a "bad influence" and tried to convince him that his life would be complete WITHOUT Aten.

Robbie stayed up one night after his bedtime, staring at the night sky. 'What Aunt Vera said can't be true,' he told himself. 'Don't listen to her. Don't listen to her. Don't listen to her. She doesn't know how I…..I…She doesn't understand. Nobody does.'

Vera had yelled at him when he refused to give up Aten's friendship.

Robbie was going to tell his mother about his aunt's threats, but didn't want to upset his pregnant mother.

Besides, Vera had told him if he told his mother about what she was saying, his mother would lose the baby. He wanted his baby brother to be born, so he kept it to himself.

Inside he was ready to burst at the seams from not seeing his best friend. Two weeks without Aten was like two weeks without pancakes….the thought was too frightening.

Vera walked down with a bag of clothes and makeup. The bag reeked of raunchy perfume.

Miranda smiled down at her son, knowing he was anxious to see

his friend. "You ready?"

Robbie nodded excitedly and jumping. "Yes!"

Miranda opened the door and Robbie bolted.

"ROBERT ALLEN MORGAN!" Vera called angrily.

"Let him go, Vera. He hasn't seen Aten for a long time."

Robbie ran to Aten's house. Aten was waiting outside. Robbie dropped his bag on the front lawn and Aten jumped into his arms.

"ROBBIE!"

"ATEN!"

Robbie picked Aten up and swung him around. "I missed you! *kiss* I missed you! *kiss* I missed you so much! *kiss kiss*"

Aten wrapped his arm around Robbie's shoulders, hugging his friend tightly. Tears were flowing down Aten's eyes. "I didn't thint you wanted to be friends with me anymore! I thought you were angry with me!"

Robbie nuzzled his cheek against Aten's hair. "I could never be angry with you!"

Ryou and Bakura stepped outside carrying their bags full of clothes.

Upstairs, Marik and Malik were finishing packing their bags. Malik shivered when he saw Marik pack the handcuffs.

This couldn't go on.

"Yami? I need to talk to you."

Marik's eyes widened in shock at his hikari's desperate declaration.

"What is it, love?"

Malik sat on the bed. "Please don't pack the handcuffs."

"Why not? Didn't you like it the last time?"

Tears swelled behind Malik's eyes and he lowered his head. "No. I didn't."

"You used to like it."

Malik shook his head. "Yami…for the past two weeks…you have been….taking me without my permission."

Marik raised an eyebrow. "No I haven't. I come to bed, kiss you goodnight, then we go to sleep."

Malik lifted up his shirt. His ribs were dotted with fang marks. "You've been biting me….and you've been forcing me the past two weeks. You've also been stealing my lifeforce."

Marik touched one of the marks and Malik flinched. "Hikari…Love…have I really been forcing myself on you? I…Why didn't you tell me earlier?"

Malik threw his arms around Marik. "I was afraid of you, yami."

Marik wrapped his arms around his Light. "Malik, I am desperately sorry. I didn't know I was doing those things. I honestly didn't." Marik tipped Malik's chin up to look him in the identical purple eyes. "After we had married, Malik, I had promised you never to force you like that again. I love you, hikari. I'm so sorry," his yami whimpered with tears in his eyes.

Marik drew Malik close to him, crying quietly so as not to draw attention. "I'm so very….very….sorry."

Malik pulled back and looked into the eyes of his darker half. "How could I not forgive you, Marik? You're the other half of my soul. I love you more than words can say." Malik lowered his head. "I always loved you that way."

Marik brushed Malik's hair aside. "If it happens again, hikari, please tell me to stop. If I feel the sensation coming on, I'll try to warn you if I can."

Malik nodded. "I don't want to bring the handcuffs, yami."

Marik took the handcuffs, scarves, whip, blindfold, feather duster, and the vibrator. "We won't bring any of this. I don't want to risk the chance of hurting you."

Bakura's voice called from the down the stairs. "ISHTARS! GET YOUR ASSES DOWN HERE! WE'RE READY! MARIK, STOP TOUCHING MALIK LONG ENOUGH TO PACK!"

Malik opened the door. "Here we come!" Malik turned to Marik.

"I should bring my book with me."

Marik put his hand on Malik's hand. "No. Let it go for tonight, hikari. You are tired and exhausted. You need your rest."

Malik looked up. "I need you to make love to me tonight, yami. That's all I've wanted for weeks. I really need you, my dark."

Marik bit his lip. It had been too long since Malik had called him that. Neither were too fond of giving each other pet names like Ryou and Bakura. With Ryou and Bakura, it was always "baby" or "love" or "angel". But, with Malik and Marik, it has always been, and will always be, Hikari and Yami, light and dark.

"I need you, too, my light." Marik gave his lover another smile. "Let's see what new Oriental carpets moneybags bought recently."

Malik smiled. "It's a deal."

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The group arrived at Seto's summer mansion. When Aria entered the room, she squealed with delight. "UMI!"

Aria ran into Umi's waiting arms. Umi drew Aria close to him and kissed her on the left cheek.

"How's my little mermaid?" Umi asked her.

A fiery blush spread through Aria's cheeks.

Aten and Robbie entered the house holding hands, much to Vera's displeasure. Aten and Robbie walked up to the other couple.

"Hello, Umi," Robbie said waving.

"Robbie! Aten! I haven't seen you in a really, really, really, really long time! It's been, like, forever since I've seen you!"

Robbie laughed. "School was only done last month, Umi! It hasn't been that long."

Umi jumped up and down. "Yeah, but now we can play and we don't have to worry about Eric butting his slimy nose into our business."

Aria wrapped her arms around Umi's waist and hugged him tightly. "That kid makes me so angry, I could send him to the Shadow Realm!"

Aten and Robbie exchanged glances and squeezed each other's hands tightly. They smiled at each other and looked at Aria and Umi.

"ATEN'S MY BED BUDDY TONIGHT!" Robbie squealed, wrapping his arms around Aten's waist and nuzzling his cheek into Aten's shoulder.

"UMI'S MY BED BUDDY TONIGHT!" Aria shrieked as Mako entered the room.

"Hello, my friends!" the ocean duelist waved.

Bakura looked down at Umi and Aria hugging. "Hey, Tsunami, if my daughter is going to sleep with your son tonight in the same bed, you'll have to have another talk with your seed about not spawning with my kid."

Umi wrinkled his nose. "That's gross! People don't spawn!"

Robbie and Aten let out a little chuckle.

Seto walked down the long flight of stairs. Miranda couldn't help but seize the opportunity. Marik would just play along with her anyway, just for a chance to see Seto cringe.

Miranda put an arm on Marik's arm. "Now, do I have to talk to you about your son spawning with my kid?"

"Why do I have to? It's not like anything would come of it. They're both boys."

Ryou slapped Marik on the back of the head. "Marik Ishtar!"

Umi pulled Aria's hand. "You can come take your stuff to my room!"

Robbie pulled on Aten's arm. "Let's follow them!"

Seto watched as the four kids scampered up the steps. Joey caught the kids at the top of the steps and hugged them each as they ran by.

Seto waited for Joey to join him and they both greeted their guests.

"Glad you came so quickly. Serena almost has lunch ready."

Miranda rubbed her belly. "I'm starving! So, where do I sleep, Seto?"

Seto gulped. 'As far from my bedroom as possible.'

Vera smiled, looking at the CEO. She stepped to Seto and held out her hand, expecting him to take it and kiss it. "Charmed….Mr. Seto Kaiba."

Seto looked at the hand and rolled his eyes. "I may be filthy rich, but I don't do formalities."

Vera moved her arm away, disappointment clear on her face. "Oh."

"Asher, show Miranda and…."

"Vera Adira Morgan-Hutchinson-McCloud…..but you can call me….'the future Mrs. Kaiba.'"

Joey narrowed his eyes and clenched his fists. Seto rolled his eyes and sighed.

"Whatever. Asher, take Miranda's bags for her."

A strong, muscular man picked up Miranda's bags. Vera went to put her bags in Asher's hands, but Asher walked away with Miranda's things.

"Excuse me! Aren't you going to take my things?"

Asher scowled at the woman. "I was told to take Miranda's things. Not yours."

"Thank you, Asher," Miranda said, patting his arm.

Asher gave her a smile. "No problem, Miranda." He turned to Vera. "You follow me."

Vera climbed the stairs. "This outrageous that I have to carry this myself! Mr. Kaiba will hear of this!"

"It's your funeral, lady."

Miranda turned to Vera. "I wouldn't get Asher mad, Vera."

"And why not?"

Asher stopped and turned around, a twitch bothered his left eye and his grip tightened on Miranda's luggage. "I like to burn things."

Vera's eyes widened and her mouth closed.

Miranda turned to Vera mockingly. "Vera-darling, do you know that lighter in your pocket? Mr. Kaiba doesn't like anything flammable around Asher." Miranda saw the recurrent eye twitch in Asher's eye. "Keep a good eye on your lighter."

Vera followed silently as Asher lead them to a room.

"This is your room, Miranda," the giant said casually. "Your room is between Ryou and Bakura and Tristan and Otogi."

"How have you been, Asher?"

"Fine. How is your baby?"

"A boy. I'm due around Thanksgiving!"

Asher's eye twitched again. "That's good. Must go. Follow me, Vera."

Vera followed Asher. "You like to burn things?"

Asher turned to Vera. "I've even burned people."

Vera's eyes went wider and she bit her lip.

"You will be staying in the room between Marik and Malik Ishtar and Otogi and Tristan. I hope you are a heavy sleeper."

"Why's that?"

Asher grinned. "Malik's a screamer. Tristan and Otogi are known to make the headboard slam all night."

Vera's eyes widened in horror. "Do you mean they're….?"

Asher grinned. "Otogi is a beggar. Malik is a screamer. Wear ear muffs."

"I can't stay in this room."

"No more rooms left."

Vera's hands waved in the air. "This place is a mansion! What do you mean there are no more rooms?"

Asher's smile faded and his eye twitched. "If I say there are no more rooms, woman, there are no more rooms."

Vera watched the man's eyes twitch and bug out of his head. She decided not to argue with the creepy man who 'liked to burn things.'

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Later that night………….

Ryou stood in the ballroom looking around the familiar room. Mirrors surrounded the ballroom's spacious dance floor. Gold trim and decorated the edges of the mirrors. Above him, tiny cherubs playing harps were painted on the ceiling.

He looked in the mirrors, noting the smallest amount of weight gain. He turned around and looked at his hips in the mirror.

"These mirrors make my hips look big."

The last time he had been in this ballroom, he remembered Seto holding him. For hours, the two of them slow danced in the ballroom, listening to gentle violin music.

He had just ran from one of Bakura's beatings. Ryou had spent the night before on his knees, his face against the carpet, and Bakura pounding viciously into him. Ryou had escaped Bakura and Seto took him to the summer home to recuperate. When Ryou was able to walk, Seto found him here and they shared a slow dance for hours, just holding onto each other.

Ryou sighed as he heard the door open. He saw Bakura enter the room behind her.

"Ryou? Love? What are you doing here, baby?"

Ryou looked down and his hand went to his stomach. "Nothing."

"The kids are tucked in bed." Bakura came up behind him and put his arms around his husband. "Tell me what's wrong, baby."

Ryou shrugged. "I keep looking in these mirrors and realizing I'm not fifteen years old anymore. I'm nine years older."

Bakura brushed Ryou's hair aside and kissed the back of his neck.

Bakura's hand drifted to Ryou's stomach. "Ryou, I owe you my life," Bakura whispered. "You've given me so much."

Ryou sighed, but managed a little smile. "It's amazing how much I've changed in nine years."

Bakura pat Ryou's hips. "You had two kids, Ryou." The yami stepped to face his husband. "Besides, you haven't changed at all. It's me you've changed." Bakura smiled. "And for that, I thank you."

Bakura leaned down and pressed his lips against Ryou's lips gently, his hands slowly rising and cupping Ryou's face in his hands.

Ryou's hands slowly rose around Bakura's back and pulled his yami in closer.

Both boys breathed in the scent of the other. Since Ryou had given part of his lifeforce to his yami, they had not made love.

They had not made love in five months.

Through their mindlink, they could feel the deep need for the other. The blazing fire of desire burned within both of them. Their mindlink flooded with their whole-hearted need for intimacy.

For four months they had not felt the intimate connection that had made their relationship so special.

As they pulled back from the kiss, they both felt overwhelmed with the other's need for physical and spiritual completion.

Ryou smiled up at his yami. "Let me show you how to dance, yami."

Bakura shook his head as Ryou took his hand. "I don't know how to dance, Ryou."

Ryou put Bakura's arm around him. "Keep your hand there, yami."

"Who taught you how to ballroom dance?"

Ryou looked into his yami's brown eyes. "Seto taught me. We danced together all night when he taught me."

Bakura lowered his head. "I was a fool then, Ryou. I was a fool not to see what a special, loving person you are." A tear slid from his eye. "I was a fool. I was a monster. And I am sorry."

Ryou leaned up and kissed his lips. "Cheer up, Bakura. Here, let me show you how to dance. Watch my feet."

Bakura looked down as he watched Ryou. He stumbled clumsily.

"I'm a thief….not a dancer."

Ryou giggled. "I know you can do it, yami. One and Two….."

Bakura snickered. "I can't do this."

"Just watch my feet."

Bakura snickered again. "I can't seem to keep my eyes away from something else."

Ryou stopped and laughed. "Okay, you don't have to watch my feet anymore, then. Look up."

Bakura looked into Ryou's eyes and soon he found himself falling into step with Ryou's dance.

Ryou stopped. "You got it?"

Bakura pulled Ryou closer. "I'll try."

Ryou and Bakura's mindlink flooded open so the yami could anticipate Ryou's next move. The yami and hikari fell into step, dancing in the spacious ballroom. The mirrors reflected the couple moving as one around the ballroom.

Without their knowledge, the door to the ballroom had opened slightly. A blue eye peered into the room watching the couple dance.

Seto smiled at the two boys dancing. Ryou looked so happy. He looked much better than two weeks ago when he could hardly move out of bed after transferring his energy to his yami.

Ryou and Bakura were dancing as if nothing else mattered to them. Joey walked up beside Seto and wrapped his arms around Seto's waist.

"It's so good to see them both happy again!"

Seto nodded. "They've come a long way, puppy. Nine years ago that was Ryou and I. Bakura was a real ass back then."

Joey rested his head on Seto's shoulders. "Come to bed, Seto."

"I will, puppy. I just have to check my email and I will be there. Ryou and Bakura need their privacy."

Seto flipped a switch and some ballroom music played.

Bakura jumped. "What's that?"

Ryou peeked at the door and watched it shut. "It's just music, Bakura. Just relax and dance with me."

The yami watched a drop of sweat coming from Ryou's forehead.

"Dancing sure makes you hot, doesn't it, baby? Maybe we should….take this off."

Bakura lifted Ryou's shirt off and then removed his own, so they continued dancing shirtless.

A giggle escaped Ryou. "We've been married for nine years and you blush?"

Ryou smiled. "It's been a while, yami. Besides, it's nice seeing you in all these mirrors."

The yami leaned down and stopped before his hikari's lips. "My angel."

The dancing became slower as the two became involved in a deep kiss. Ryou's hands rubbed Bakura's shoulders and slipped slowly down, rubbing Bakura's chest and his sides.

The shirts fell to the ground, out of Bakura's hands.

Ryou moaned into the kiss as he and his yami pressed their bodies together. Bakura pulled back and the two rubbed against each other, keeping their eyes locked on each other.

Their breathing picked up its pace and soon both boys found themselves ready to burst through their clothing.

Ryou fell to his knees in front of Bakura, relieving Bakura of his confinement.

A whimper escaped the yami as his hikari swallowed around his weeping arousal. Bakura looked over at the mirrors and watched his hikari in five different mirrors.

Ryou suctioned desperately on his yami, bringing him in and out of his warmth.

"Baby…Ryou…."

Bakura found his knees becoming weak. Ryou could feel his yami's body shaking with impending release. Bakura stroked his hikari's cheek and buried his fingers into his lover's white hair.

Ryou's hand moved to his own arousal, stroking himself.

Bakura stepped back and laid the shirts flat. Bakura rushed to the blanket on a couch and laid it on the ground. Ryou removed his jeans and watched Bakura lay on his back.

"Yami?"

"Ryou, I want you to take me. Please."

Ryou crawled on top of Bakura and sucked on two of his fingers. He reached down and slipped them into his yami's entrance. Ryou leaned down, kissing his yami to distract him from the pain.

Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou. "Baby, I need you. Please, Ryou, my angel, my god, my love…I need you."

Ryou bit his lip. "Are you sure? You're not quite stretched yet."

Bakura nodded. "I want you, baby."

Ryou finished his job quickly and soon found himself buried in his yami's tight, enveloping heat.

Ryou's body quivered and he let out a moan as his body suddenly climaxed. Bakura felt Ryou's release seep into his body, filling his channel.

Ryou looked up at his yami, thoroughly embarrassed his body had climaxed so quickly. "Oh gods! So sorry, love! It's been so long. I'm sorry."

"It's okay, love," Bakura muttered quietly. The yami brought Ryou's head down to his chest. Ryou closed his eyes, listening to his yami's heartbeat. "Just stay here. Don't move."

Bakura closed his eyes, feeling Ryou's heartbeat through his chest. Ryou's body still throbbed as it was buried inside of him. He could feel his body expanding slowly with Ryou's arousal awakening.

Ryou closed his eyes. "I thought you were going to die."

Bakura kissed the top of his hikari's head. "I don't want to leave you, my angel." Bakura felt the warm soft skin of his husband pressed against him. His hands drifted down to Ryou's hips, feeling the gentle curve of his body. Much to his pleasure, Ryou's body molded to fit him.

"I love you, Ryou," Bakura smiled.

Ryou snuggled into Bakura's warm chest. "My yami….I've missed holding you like this. My Akutenshi."

Bakura felt his husband's limp flesh renew its hardness. Soon,

Bakura could feel Ryou inside him again…hot, pulsating, and weeping.

Ryou held himself up on his hands and slowly moved against his yami. Bakura ran his hands over Ryou's shoulders and his chest.

Ryou's head dropped as his pace quickened slightly. The yami felt teardrops fall onto his skin and slip down his ribs.

"Ryou, baby? What is wrong?"

Ryou lifted his red, tear-stained face. "I never thought I would ever make love to you again, Bakura. I was afraid I had lost you. Then, you didn't remember who I was. You couldn't remember that I loved you."

"Shh…baby. It's okay," Bakura whispered as he thrust against his lover.

The mindlink was flooded with Ryou's desperation and his need for his yami. Bakura's eyes closed, overwhelmed with the feeling of his lover's deep, burning passion.

Ryou's body wracked with sobs. "I don't want you to die on me, Bakura."

The yami caressed Ryou's cheek. "Angel? Baby, don't cry. I don't want to see my beautiful angel weep."

Ryou's teary eyes opened and looked down at his darker half below him, rocking against him.

"Just take your time, Ryou. I don't want to rush this."

The lover on top moved rhythmically through his yami's channel, feeling his lover's heat tightly grip onto his length.

Ryou closed his eyes as his body instinctively thrust deeper into his husband, his head swimming with the sensations around him.

Sharp breaths came from both of them as they moved against each other with a more desperate motion.

Ryou's eyes clenched tightly as a whimper escaped him. "My love….." Ryou let out a scream as his released poured from him and into his lover's body.

Bakura climaxed along with his Light, sending his passion bursting between them.

Ryou collapsed on his yami, his body shaking and sobbing. Ryou gripped his yami's shoulders tightly as his body continued to ride the waves of his orgasm.

Bakura closed his eyes as he felt another orgasm rip through his hikari. The yami rubbed his lover's back. He had never known his hikari to release this way.

"You missed me, didn't you, love?"

Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura's shoulders. "With all my heart, yami. I've missed making love to you so badly, it hurts. It rips my heart in half knowing that I could not have you. I've missed how it used to be between us. Can't you see how much I've missed you?"

"It's been long, my angel."

Ryou nodded silently, listening to the sound of his yami's heartbeat. A smile crossed the yami's lips as he laid there with his hikari.

They laid there for a long time holding each other. Wrapped in the security of each other's arms, they laid there just breathing in the scent of the other.

Ryou removed himself from his yami and laid beside him. Bakura stroked Ryou's cheek. "I'm sorry, yami. I didn't mean to get carried away."

"Don't apologize, baby. I needed that as much as you did. I know you've missed me. It's okay, baby. I've missed you, too."

Bakura leaned over and planted a gentle kisses along Ryou's collarbone. The hikari breathed deeply as his yami kissed his skin delicately. Bakura's hands rubbed down Ryou's body, feeling the warm skin and muscle beneath. The yami's hands roamed aimlessly around the forest of black curls at the boarder of Ryou's hips.

Endearments and sweet words passed between them, unable to be contained any longer.

Bakura lifted his head and saw a couch by one of the mirrors. It's handle bars were made of gold and the cushions bore a gold threaded boarder. The yami couldn't take his light laying on the floor.

Bakura stood up and pulled his hikari to his feet. He held out his arms and Ryou jumped into them, laughing. Bakura cradled his Light over to the couch and sat him on the chair.

The spirit kneeled before his mortal lover and dipped his tongue into Ryou's belly button. He licked south towards the black blanket surrounding Ryou's length. The mortal arched his back and buried his fingers and his hands inside the grey depths of Bakura's hair.

Bakura nibbled gently on the inside of Ryou's thighs, feeling the hikari jump.

He carefully pinned Ryou's hips down and swallowed around the protruding, weeping, twitching flesh. A moan escaped Ryou as his yami sipped from his body.

With much effort, Ryou raised one of his hands from his yami's hair and began to play with his left nipple, gently pinching the tightening bud.

Ryou felt something explore his undercarriage and he slipped down off the cushion slightly. A desperate moan escaped the yami, surrounding his hikari's length with pleasurable vibrations. The hands off of Ryou were gone.

The explorer left Ryou's body only to return a few seconds later covered in Bakura's need for release. Ryou felt the damp digit slip into his passage. Ryou gripped onto the gold handle bars tightly as he shifted, trying to direct Bakura away from his internal scarring.

This had been a pain that he had not endured for four months. It had been a pain he tried to forget.

"I'm sorry, love. I'm trying to keep the pain down as much as possible."

"I know, 'Kura…..It's been a long time."

Without the proper lubrication, Ryou bit back all the memories of his father. It was hard. Bakura would be almost taking him dry.

But, it was worth it to be with his yami again. He needed Bakura, proper preparation or not.

The spirit regretted the look of pain on his lover's face. "Say something, baby."

Ryou's brown eyes opened and saw Bakura through a haze. "I love you more than I ever thought possible, Yami Bakura."

Bakura withdrew from his lover and shifted closer to him. He leaned over and kissed Ryou on the lips gently, letting their tongues dance together as their hands roamed over each other slowly.

Ryou slid down further and spread himself wider for better access. Bakura gripped Ryou's hips and inched his way into Ryou's body.

"Oh gods…….Bakura…." Ryou reached out for Bakura's hand and gripped it tightly as the room began to spin.

"Ryou, baby, are you okay?"

"No…fine….."

Bakura knew the problem: Bakura was too dry as he slid himself inside. It frightened Ryou. The spirit waited until Ryou could control himself.

Ryou forced his body to relax as his yami throbbed inside of him. The spirit stroked Ryou's cheek. "Better now?"

The hikari nodded slowly. "I should be fine, baby."

Bakura moved within his lover slowly. He fought back to release as soon as he was buried inside his hikari. But, his fight had failed and he climaxed into Ryou's body, quickly offering some type of relief to their problem of little lubrication.

Ryou started to thrust against his yami and shift. They ground their hips together, awakening Bakura's arousal quickly.

Both of them had known it wasn't this possible to climax and become aroused so quickly, but four months of no physical, intimate contact had seemed to hasten this process.

Ryou shifted against Bakura and the yami brought him into a deep, passionate kiss.

The spirit slowly slipped into his hikari and plunged into his channel repeatedly, gradually picking up the pace of their lovemaking.

Jagged breaths come from the both of them as their lovemaking hastened. The spirit plunged desperately into Ryou's body, trying to bring him to the edge of passion. Ryou moved against Bakura, his body begging and pleading for his lover's essence to bathe him.

Ryou gasped as Bakura grabbed his weeping length and stroked it, straining to draw out Ryou's release.

"Ryou…baby….oh, sweet Isis…."

"Bakura…baby, come for me…please…I need you. I want you!"

A hard shudder and Bakura moaned into the air, announcing his release as it spilled into his lover's body.

Ryou whimpered as his release erupted from his length and white fluid crawled down Bakura's fingers.

Bakura fell forward and kissed his hikari's chest. "My beautiful Ryou…..all mine."

Ryou wrapped his arms around Bakura. "I love you, my dark angel. Together Forever."

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