Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Three Bakura's... One Bed... ❯ All Work and No Play ( Chapter 3 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Tjay Motou 
Here we have some good old background info and a detailed look into their daily lives.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 09.18.2006 | Updated On: 10.02.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Here we have some good old background info and a detailed look into their daily lives.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai | Type: Yaoi | Uploaded On: 09.18.2006 | Updated On: 10.02.2006 | Pages: 4 | Words: 3.4K | Visits: 1.3K | Status: Completed
Fic Title: Three Bakura's One Bed
Chapter Title: All Work and No Play...
Rating: NC-17!!
Warnings: M/M, M/M/M, Yaoi, lots of sex and some violence here and there.
Notes: I did a lot of research and Akefia is not Touzokuoh's real name... but it's so much easier to write and it gives him a name... so I shall use it in this chapter and the rest. The Schooling information is how the Canadian medical system works.
Disclaimer: Me no Own.... Me only wishes me did. So you no suey!
Ryou Bakura = Ryou
Yami Bakura = Bakura
Touzokuoh = Akefia
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!! THIS FIC IS THREE MEN IN A SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP!!!
Also, I'm going to try to toss in a plot here. Key word is try.
Enjoy
Love you all
Tjay-chan!
~*~*~
Ryou yawned as he crawled from the massive bed he shared with his two lovers, two very hot lovers. Akefia had already left for work, he was a executive at a credit card company, a job which suited him well. He gets paid to rip people off, and he loves every minute of his career.
Bakura, well what Bakura did wouldn't be considered a job, he more or less just collected money owed to people. If some loan shark needed his money collected, Yami Bakura was the man to call. He got paid well for his work, bloody nor not. Ryou had heard horrible stories of things Bakura did at his “job” and learned to deal with it, but he still got angry when Bakura came home covered in blood.
Now Ryou on the other hand had a nice job as a... Med Student! On his way to becoming a Doctor. He had one year of school left and then he headed off to become an intern. Two years of that and he was set.
Ryou was startled from his thoughts by Bakura's loud groan. A devilish smirk appeared on Ryou's innocent face as he decided to give Bakura a wake up call. As quietly as he could he sneaked over to the side of bed, then pounced on Bakura's sleeping form.
“GAH! What the fuck?” Bakura nearly screamed as he was jolted awake by a now giggling Ryou.
“Good... hehe... morning,” Ryou replied, tilting his head slightly and smiling cutely. Bakura gave the oh so cute Ryou a death glare and threw the first thing he got his hand on, a pillow, at his cute lover.
“Fuck you,” Bakura hissed. “Go to school already, leave me be.” He listened as he heard Ryou's footsteps jog down the stairs and the front door open and close. He sighed and waited for Ryou's Mustang to start. The Ford Mustang (a 2006 Mustang GT) was Ryou's 21st birthday present from the both them. Ryou had been so excited he had dragged them both into the bedroom and personally thanked them. Of course Bakura took Ryou's old car, a 2002 Pontiac Grand Prix SE.
Bakura laid in bed for two hours before crawling, unwillingly, out. Their room was much bigger than it had been in the old apartment he and Ryou had shared back in downtown Domino City. The old place was much too small when Akefia came into the relationship. After the money started to roll in with Afekia's job they were easily able to move into a spacious five bedroom house just outside Domino City. One bedroom was turned into Akefia's home office, another into Ryou's own study room. The biggest bedroom was their Master bedroom and the fourth and fifth rooms were the guest rooms.
He glanced at the clock, 10:32, and Akefia wouldn't be home until 5:30. Ryou wouldn't be home until 7:45. He had seven hours to amuse himself.
Television amused him for a while, until his cell phone rang. He knew it was hit before he answered it. He sighed as he listened to the man's problem. Some John owed 100,000 and wasn't paying.
When he first got started in this little home business of his, he was laughed at by the same people who now called him. They called him because he was anonymous, effective and cheap. He listened and memorized the John's information (he was too smart to leave a paper trail), and said his goodbyes. He was getting $2000 for this John. Which was pretty close to what Akefia was bringing in each week.
It took him less than half an hour to get ready, leave a note, and jump into his car. And yes he did have a method to his madness.
~*~*~
Akefia shifted his massive SUV into park, removed the key and headed to the door. He was surprised to find the door locked, normally Bakura never locked the door, he had no reason to. If anything Bakura hoped someone would break in. After unlocking the door he quickly found Bakura's note on the kitchen table.
At work. Be home later.
Bakura
Short and simple, as always. He tossed the note in the trash and headed for the fridge, which was the greatest invention ever. Period! The second greatest was television. He found a piece of raw steak, it was better than nothing. He also grabbed a beer and headed to his office. He was completely unaware he wasn't alone....
~*~*~
Class had let out early for Ryou, an experiment in the Science Department had gone horribly wrong. As he stopped at the red light he spotted 'Gangsta' Bakura, with his famous black trench-coat. Ryou guessed by the direction he was coming from, that he had just left home. As the two lovers passed each other, Ryou waved, to which he was shot a dirty image of him giving head to Bakura, accompanied by Bakura's trademark smirk.
'Gangsta' was the nickname they had dubbed Bakura when he went after a john. Akefia harassed Bakura relentlessly about it, which would start a big fight, and it would end with either fists or sex. Ryou never doubted for a moment they both loved him, but loving each other, that one Ryou wasn't sure about, heck he wasn't even sure they liked each other. The only thing they did with each other was fight, cause trouble for poor poor modern day people, or have wild sex. They were never romantic towards each other like they were with him.
Ryou sighed as he pulled into the drive, he used the automatic garage open to park his pride and joy in the garage. He was the only one who parked in here. It was late in the afternoon and he would have the whole house to himself for hours. Time for some sweet relaxation since his current train of thought about Bakura and Akefia had depressed him.
Ryou had done some tiding up, but while doing so found the coffee table empty without his mother's vase being there, and he knew deep down they hadn't meant to break it. It was nearing five when he enjoyed a nice relaxing bath. He was so wrapped up in his bath he hadn't heard Akefia pull in the drive.
Ryou had crawled out of the tub and dressed before he heard a sound. Having lost all track of time he was thinking the worst. He left the bathroom, walking as quietly as possible, he traveled towards the area the house the sound was coming from. Akefia's home office.
~*~*~
Akefia threw off his suit jacket, aiming for his leather office chair before collapsing into said chair. He ran his hands over his face in an attempt to clear is mind. He fell back and did nothing for a few minutes, slowly getting lost in thought.
“Oh my god, Akefia,” Ryou said loudly after peeking in the office and seeing his lover, “you scared the crap out of me.” Akefia jumped startled, but remained seated and said nothing and choose to give his lithe lover a puzzled look. “I thought you were a intruder or something.” Ryou said in defense.
“Why are you home so early, hookie?” the tanned thief king accused with a twisted grin.
“Science Department experiment gone wrong. I have the rest of today and tomorrow off.” Ryou explained. He was now standing between Akefia and his desk. He pushed himself onto the desk, placing his feet on either side of Akefia's legs.
“I think I have suddenly become ill and am unable to attend work tomorrow.” He purred seductively. His tanned hands stroking up and down Ryou's jean covered legs.
“Oh really, maybe I can make you feel better then,” Ryou whispered, reaching forward to grab the thief's tie and pull him forward until they were nose to nose.
“I am starting to feel little better.” He pulled at Ryou's shirt until got it over his smaller lover's head. He then pulled Ryou into a searing kiss, while playing with the button on Ryou's jeans. He moved on to the zipper as their tongues battled, coaxed and distracted.
Ryou had undid his tie, and was currently working on the buttons of the light blue dress shirt, tossing the shirt aside carelessly and let his slender pale hands explore the god like body in front of him; back, chest, shoulder, arms, and neck were all free game.
Akefia was lost in the moment, and without thinking, pulled Ryou on his lap. He pulled back to tell Ryou something, but the slow tipping of the chair stopped him.
“Fuck,”
“AHHH!”
THUD
They landed on the carpet floor with a loud thud, with Akefia landing on his back, his legs still dangling over the seat of the chair, and Ryou straddling him. However, Ryou looked absolutely terrified.
“What a mood killer,” Akefia muttered under his breath. His hands were still firmly in place on Ryou's hips.
Ryou stood up, and from where Akefia was laying, he looked quite embarrassed. Ryou played with a piece of his hair, something he only did when he was nervous or embarrassed. It took Akefia a moment to stand up, but as soon as he got to his feet he picked Ryou up bridal style and carried him up the stairs and into the bedroom.
“You're not mad at me for tipping the chair over?” Ryou questioned meekly and cautiously.
“Why would I be, it was my fault. Well maybe it was your fault,” Ryou looked at him, “you were just so hot I couldn't help myself.” He added as he tossed Ryou onto the bed. Akefia pulled Ryou's pants, boxers and socks off, before dealing with his own. Akefia was all muscle, killer eight pack abs, they were like a washboard. Broad strong shoulders, and his arms were three times the size of Ryou's thigh, he had the sexist scar under his right eye and without a doubt an ass of steel.
Akefia climbed on top of Ryou's lithe body and pinned him to bed. He crushed their lips together as he pushed those pretty little thighs apart and sliding between them. Ryou took this a sign Akefia was not in the mood for foreplay. Ryou shuttered when Akefia's rock hard cock rubbed against his own. A tanned left hand reached for the first thing he could possibly use for lube. His hand landing on a tube of KY, he pulled back from the kiss and smirked. After coating his throbbing cock with lube he lifted Ryou's legs and hooked them over his shoulders.
“Akefia...” Ryou hissed as the thief king dipped his head and licked his lover's sensitive slit.
“I'm sure you can scream better than that.” He smirked as Ryou whimpered and moaned as he pushed his slick cock deep into Ryou's tight passage. Ryou's hands gripped the sheets before sliding over his own body. Since he didn't prepare Ryou before entering he gave his lover some time to adjust.
“Fuck me, please!” Ryou moaned, rocking his hips. Akefia wasted no time and began to thrust in to Ryou deeper and harder with each motion. He watched every action and every movement Ryou made as he sped up. And he continued to do so until he couldn't take it any longer, pushing himself forward he locked lips his his tiny lover, doing so he completely changed the angle of his thrusting, now connecting with Ryou's sweet spot.
Akefia let Ryou's legs fall from his shoulders, instead, Ryou hooked his legs around strong tanned thighs and began to pleasure himself in time with Akefia's thrusts. Ryou moans were drowned out by the sounds of sex. Akefia left Ryou's delicious mouth to work his way along his lover's jaw and throat. Much to Ryou's surprise the pace slowed, he felt his hand being pushed away from the throbbing cock that rested between their sweat covered bodies, and was replaced with Akefia's. However Akefia new intention was to make Ryou suffer as long as possible, until he begged for release.
“Fuck you're gorgeous,” Akefia whispered in his ear. “All hot and sweaty... just begging to cum... I could... fuck you all night.” Ryou whined his reply, and arched his back.
“Please!” Ryou whimpered loudly. His hands re-exploring the thief king's god like body.
“Please what? Please stop?”
“Don't... even think... about it...,” Ryou moaned breathlessly. He was so close, just a little more pressure, just a little deeper thrust... almost. “Please... let... me... cum! Please!! Soo close.”
“If that's what you really really want,” He teased slightly before allowing Ryou his sweet release. Ryou arched off the bed, and jerked violently as he came. After three shallow thrusts Akefia filled Ryou with his hot seed. He paused for a few seconds before pulling out and falling to Ryou's right side.
“You asshole!” Ryou growled as he playfully punched Akefia's arm. “How dare you make me beg to cum.”
“I suppose I can could find it in my black heart to forgive you... if you shower with me.” Akefia whispered in Ryou's ear as he crawled off the bed.
“Oh you didn't!” Ryou jumped up and tackled him before he made it to the door. His tackle quickly turned into a piggy back to the bathroom.
~*~*~
Ryou remembered a time when he would have felt guilty about sleeping with Akefia, he always felt like he was cheating on Bakura, and other times he had felt guilty about sleeping with Bakura, and he used to feel awkward when he watched the two of them have sex, and when he was involved in those time he was embarrassed. Now all those feelings were gone, they disappeared as he became more comfortable with the situation.
He lifted the remote and changed the channel, keeping a close eye on the news stations, like he always did when Bakura was at work.
~*~*~
//Bakura?//
/Yes/
//What time do you think you will be home//
/I'm on my way now. What's wrong?/
//Nothing... Akefia wants to know what you want for supper.//
/It doesn't matter. Is everything okay?/
//I just want you home//
/I'll see you in about... forty-five minutes/
//Okay, I love you//
/See you then, love you too/
~*~*~
Akefia often felt left out, Ryou and Bakura could communicate with each other through their mind link. Something he couldn't do. As much as would have liked to, nor could he hide away in the Millennium Ring like Bakura could. At first it annoyed him, but he had grown used to it.
He glanced into the den and noticed the signs of the two chatting via mind link weren't there, so he asked, “What does he want for supper?”
“He said he wants whatever you're cooking,” Ryou replied with a glowing smile. “Would you like some help?” He asked. Tossing the pillow on his lap aside, he stood up.
“Sure”Akefia shrugged, he didn't really care either way, but enjoyed Ryou's company more than he would care to admit. He enjoyed Bakura's company too... but he wasn't home now was he?
“Wow it sure is dark out,” Ryou gasped as he peeked out the window over the sink. He noticed that the sun had just set behind the mountains. The sky was painted in deep reds, bright oranges, golds, yellows and blues; it was beautiful. “What time is it?”
Akefia glanced up at the old fashion clock on the wall before returning it attention back to the steak, “It's 7:50.”
“He said he'll be home in forty-five minutes....”
~*~*~
When Ryou saw Bakura, all covered in blood spatter, well lets just say it wasn't pretty. Bakura thanked Ra that Akefia was in a good mood and stuck up for him. Ryou had since stripped him down and was trying to get the blood stains out. That left Bakura standing in the hallways in his boxers.
Over time Bakura had forgotten how strong he used to be, so when Akefia suddenly scooped him up he was startled. He was carried as if he weighed nothing.
“I'm saving your ass. Ryou is ready to peel you, you know that?” Akefia defended when Bakura started glaring at him. Bakura was easily as strong as he was, and Bakura had shadow magic. When Bakura glared at him like that, and the thought of what Bakura could do to him, it bothered him. He would never admit this to anyone. Ever. “I don't care what you do... but just stay in for a few minutes.” He stood Bakura up in their bedroom.
“You know, I can walk... I'm not a cripple.” Bakura seethed, but was caught off guard when crushed his lips against his own. They stood their together, kissing like there was no tomorrow. Ryou had left the camera down stairs! But watched with a content smile. The strange part was just how different they could be, being only different versions of the same person. Bakura was a hair shorter, he was more slender and had less muscle definition.
Unwillingly they broke for much needed oxygen. “I'm going to try to calm Ryou down...so don't do anything stupid.” Akefia teased, he gave Bakura a light smack on the ass before leaving to find angry little Ryou.
Bakura snarled, but he was thankful. There was nothing he could say in his defense, he was covered in blood, and you can't just explain that away.
He had seen Ryou sashaying towards him, completely naked, with a smirking, and also a very much nude Akefia. He found himself unable to move. Tonight was going to be fun.
~*~*~*~*~
I gave this chapter a lot of background info, and I know it's boring... and I'm sorry... but please review.
Chapter Title: All Work and No Play...
Rating: NC-17!!
Warnings: M/M, M/M/M, Yaoi, lots of sex and some violence here and there.
Notes: I did a lot of research and Akefia is not Touzokuoh's real name... but it's so much easier to write and it gives him a name... so I shall use it in this chapter and the rest. The Schooling information is how the Canadian medical system works.
Disclaimer: Me no Own.... Me only wishes me did. So you no suey!
Ryou Bakura = Ryou
Yami Bakura = Bakura
Touzokuoh = Akefia
YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!! THIS FIC IS THREE MEN IN A SEXUAL RELATIONSHIP!!!
Also, I'm going to try to toss in a plot here. Key word is try.
Enjoy
Love you all
Tjay-chan!
~*~*~
Ryou yawned as he crawled from the massive bed he shared with his two lovers, two very hot lovers. Akefia had already left for work, he was a executive at a credit card company, a job which suited him well. He gets paid to rip people off, and he loves every minute of his career.
Bakura, well what Bakura did wouldn't be considered a job, he more or less just collected money owed to people. If some loan shark needed his money collected, Yami Bakura was the man to call. He got paid well for his work, bloody nor not. Ryou had heard horrible stories of things Bakura did at his “job” and learned to deal with it, but he still got angry when Bakura came home covered in blood.
Now Ryou on the other hand had a nice job as a... Med Student! On his way to becoming a Doctor. He had one year of school left and then he headed off to become an intern. Two years of that and he was set.
Ryou was startled from his thoughts by Bakura's loud groan. A devilish smirk appeared on Ryou's innocent face as he decided to give Bakura a wake up call. As quietly as he could he sneaked over to the side of bed, then pounced on Bakura's sleeping form.
“GAH! What the fuck?” Bakura nearly screamed as he was jolted awake by a now giggling Ryou.
“Good... hehe... morning,” Ryou replied, tilting his head slightly and smiling cutely. Bakura gave the oh so cute Ryou a death glare and threw the first thing he got his hand on, a pillow, at his cute lover.
“Fuck you,” Bakura hissed. “Go to school already, leave me be.” He listened as he heard Ryou's footsteps jog down the stairs and the front door open and close. He sighed and waited for Ryou's Mustang to start. The Ford Mustang (a 2006 Mustang GT) was Ryou's 21st birthday present from the both them. Ryou had been so excited he had dragged them both into the bedroom and personally thanked them. Of course Bakura took Ryou's old car, a 2002 Pontiac Grand Prix SE.
Bakura laid in bed for two hours before crawling, unwillingly, out. Their room was much bigger than it had been in the old apartment he and Ryou had shared back in downtown Domino City. The old place was much too small when Akefia came into the relationship. After the money started to roll in with Afekia's job they were easily able to move into a spacious five bedroom house just outside Domino City. One bedroom was turned into Akefia's home office, another into Ryou's own study room. The biggest bedroom was their Master bedroom and the fourth and fifth rooms were the guest rooms.
He glanced at the clock, 10:32, and Akefia wouldn't be home until 5:30. Ryou wouldn't be home until 7:45. He had seven hours to amuse himself.
Television amused him for a while, until his cell phone rang. He knew it was hit before he answered it. He sighed as he listened to the man's problem. Some John owed 100,000 and wasn't paying.
When he first got started in this little home business of his, he was laughed at by the same people who now called him. They called him because he was anonymous, effective and cheap. He listened and memorized the John's information (he was too smart to leave a paper trail), and said his goodbyes. He was getting $2000 for this John. Which was pretty close to what Akefia was bringing in each week.
It took him less than half an hour to get ready, leave a note, and jump into his car. And yes he did have a method to his madness.
~*~*~
Akefia shifted his massive SUV into park, removed the key and headed to the door. He was surprised to find the door locked, normally Bakura never locked the door, he had no reason to. If anything Bakura hoped someone would break in. After unlocking the door he quickly found Bakura's note on the kitchen table.
At work. Be home later.
Bakura
Short and simple, as always. He tossed the note in the trash and headed for the fridge, which was the greatest invention ever. Period! The second greatest was television. He found a piece of raw steak, it was better than nothing. He also grabbed a beer and headed to his office. He was completely unaware he wasn't alone....
~*~*~
Class had let out early for Ryou, an experiment in the Science Department had gone horribly wrong. As he stopped at the red light he spotted 'Gangsta' Bakura, with his famous black trench-coat. Ryou guessed by the direction he was coming from, that he had just left home. As the two lovers passed each other, Ryou waved, to which he was shot a dirty image of him giving head to Bakura, accompanied by Bakura's trademark smirk.
'Gangsta' was the nickname they had dubbed Bakura when he went after a john. Akefia harassed Bakura relentlessly about it, which would start a big fight, and it would end with either fists or sex. Ryou never doubted for a moment they both loved him, but loving each other, that one Ryou wasn't sure about, heck he wasn't even sure they liked each other. The only thing they did with each other was fight, cause trouble for poor poor modern day people, or have wild sex. They were never romantic towards each other like they were with him.
Ryou sighed as he pulled into the drive, he used the automatic garage open to park his pride and joy in the garage. He was the only one who parked in here. It was late in the afternoon and he would have the whole house to himself for hours. Time for some sweet relaxation since his current train of thought about Bakura and Akefia had depressed him.
Ryou had done some tiding up, but while doing so found the coffee table empty without his mother's vase being there, and he knew deep down they hadn't meant to break it. It was nearing five when he enjoyed a nice relaxing bath. He was so wrapped up in his bath he hadn't heard Akefia pull in the drive.
Ryou had crawled out of the tub and dressed before he heard a sound. Having lost all track of time he was thinking the worst. He left the bathroom, walking as quietly as possible, he traveled towards the area the house the sound was coming from. Akefia's home office.
~*~*~
Akefia threw off his suit jacket, aiming for his leather office chair before collapsing into said chair. He ran his hands over his face in an attempt to clear is mind. He fell back and did nothing for a few minutes, slowly getting lost in thought.
“Oh my god, Akefia,” Ryou said loudly after peeking in the office and seeing his lover, “you scared the crap out of me.” Akefia jumped startled, but remained seated and said nothing and choose to give his lithe lover a puzzled look. “I thought you were a intruder or something.” Ryou said in defense.
“Why are you home so early, hookie?” the tanned thief king accused with a twisted grin.
“Science Department experiment gone wrong. I have the rest of today and tomorrow off.” Ryou explained. He was now standing between Akefia and his desk. He pushed himself onto the desk, placing his feet on either side of Akefia's legs.
“I think I have suddenly become ill and am unable to attend work tomorrow.” He purred seductively. His tanned hands stroking up and down Ryou's jean covered legs.
“Oh really, maybe I can make you feel better then,” Ryou whispered, reaching forward to grab the thief's tie and pull him forward until they were nose to nose.
“I am starting to feel little better.” He pulled at Ryou's shirt until got it over his smaller lover's head. He then pulled Ryou into a searing kiss, while playing with the button on Ryou's jeans. He moved on to the zipper as their tongues battled, coaxed and distracted.
Ryou had undid his tie, and was currently working on the buttons of the light blue dress shirt, tossing the shirt aside carelessly and let his slender pale hands explore the god like body in front of him; back, chest, shoulder, arms, and neck were all free game.
Akefia was lost in the moment, and without thinking, pulled Ryou on his lap. He pulled back to tell Ryou something, but the slow tipping of the chair stopped him.
“Fuck,”
“AHHH!”
THUD
They landed on the carpet floor with a loud thud, with Akefia landing on his back, his legs still dangling over the seat of the chair, and Ryou straddling him. However, Ryou looked absolutely terrified.
“What a mood killer,” Akefia muttered under his breath. His hands were still firmly in place on Ryou's hips.
Ryou stood up, and from where Akefia was laying, he looked quite embarrassed. Ryou played with a piece of his hair, something he only did when he was nervous or embarrassed. It took Akefia a moment to stand up, but as soon as he got to his feet he picked Ryou up bridal style and carried him up the stairs and into the bedroom.
“You're not mad at me for tipping the chair over?” Ryou questioned meekly and cautiously.
“Why would I be, it was my fault. Well maybe it was your fault,” Ryou looked at him, “you were just so hot I couldn't help myself.” He added as he tossed Ryou onto the bed. Akefia pulled Ryou's pants, boxers and socks off, before dealing with his own. Akefia was all muscle, killer eight pack abs, they were like a washboard. Broad strong shoulders, and his arms were three times the size of Ryou's thigh, he had the sexist scar under his right eye and without a doubt an ass of steel.
Akefia climbed on top of Ryou's lithe body and pinned him to bed. He crushed their lips together as he pushed those pretty little thighs apart and sliding between them. Ryou took this a sign Akefia was not in the mood for foreplay. Ryou shuttered when Akefia's rock hard cock rubbed against his own. A tanned left hand reached for the first thing he could possibly use for lube. His hand landing on a tube of KY, he pulled back from the kiss and smirked. After coating his throbbing cock with lube he lifted Ryou's legs and hooked them over his shoulders.
“Akefia...” Ryou hissed as the thief king dipped his head and licked his lover's sensitive slit.
“I'm sure you can scream better than that.” He smirked as Ryou whimpered and moaned as he pushed his slick cock deep into Ryou's tight passage. Ryou's hands gripped the sheets before sliding over his own body. Since he didn't prepare Ryou before entering he gave his lover some time to adjust.
“Fuck me, please!” Ryou moaned, rocking his hips. Akefia wasted no time and began to thrust in to Ryou deeper and harder with each motion. He watched every action and every movement Ryou made as he sped up. And he continued to do so until he couldn't take it any longer, pushing himself forward he locked lips his his tiny lover, doing so he completely changed the angle of his thrusting, now connecting with Ryou's sweet spot.
Akefia let Ryou's legs fall from his shoulders, instead, Ryou hooked his legs around strong tanned thighs and began to pleasure himself in time with Akefia's thrusts. Ryou moans were drowned out by the sounds of sex. Akefia left Ryou's delicious mouth to work his way along his lover's jaw and throat. Much to Ryou's surprise the pace slowed, he felt his hand being pushed away from the throbbing cock that rested between their sweat covered bodies, and was replaced with Akefia's. However Akefia new intention was to make Ryou suffer as long as possible, until he begged for release.
“Fuck you're gorgeous,” Akefia whispered in his ear. “All hot and sweaty... just begging to cum... I could... fuck you all night.” Ryou whined his reply, and arched his back.
“Please!” Ryou whimpered loudly. His hands re-exploring the thief king's god like body.
“Please what? Please stop?”
“Don't... even think... about it...,” Ryou moaned breathlessly. He was so close, just a little more pressure, just a little deeper thrust... almost. “Please... let... me... cum! Please!! Soo close.”
“If that's what you really really want,” He teased slightly before allowing Ryou his sweet release. Ryou arched off the bed, and jerked violently as he came. After three shallow thrusts Akefia filled Ryou with his hot seed. He paused for a few seconds before pulling out and falling to Ryou's right side.
“You asshole!” Ryou growled as he playfully punched Akefia's arm. “How dare you make me beg to cum.”
“I suppose I can could find it in my black heart to forgive you... if you shower with me.” Akefia whispered in Ryou's ear as he crawled off the bed.
“Oh you didn't!” Ryou jumped up and tackled him before he made it to the door. His tackle quickly turned into a piggy back to the bathroom.
~*~*~
Ryou remembered a time when he would have felt guilty about sleeping with Akefia, he always felt like he was cheating on Bakura, and other times he had felt guilty about sleeping with Bakura, and he used to feel awkward when he watched the two of them have sex, and when he was involved in those time he was embarrassed. Now all those feelings were gone, they disappeared as he became more comfortable with the situation.
He lifted the remote and changed the channel, keeping a close eye on the news stations, like he always did when Bakura was at work.
~*~*~
//Bakura?//
/Yes/
//What time do you think you will be home//
/I'm on my way now. What's wrong?/
//Nothing... Akefia wants to know what you want for supper.//
/It doesn't matter. Is everything okay?/
//I just want you home//
/I'll see you in about... forty-five minutes/
//Okay, I love you//
/See you then, love you too/
~*~*~
Akefia often felt left out, Ryou and Bakura could communicate with each other through their mind link. Something he couldn't do. As much as would have liked to, nor could he hide away in the Millennium Ring like Bakura could. At first it annoyed him, but he had grown used to it.
He glanced into the den and noticed the signs of the two chatting via mind link weren't there, so he asked, “What does he want for supper?”
“He said he wants whatever you're cooking,” Ryou replied with a glowing smile. “Would you like some help?” He asked. Tossing the pillow on his lap aside, he stood up.
“Sure”Akefia shrugged, he didn't really care either way, but enjoyed Ryou's company more than he would care to admit. He enjoyed Bakura's company too... but he wasn't home now was he?
“Wow it sure is dark out,” Ryou gasped as he peeked out the window over the sink. He noticed that the sun had just set behind the mountains. The sky was painted in deep reds, bright oranges, golds, yellows and blues; it was beautiful. “What time is it?”
Akefia glanced up at the old fashion clock on the wall before returning it attention back to the steak, “It's 7:50.”
“He said he'll be home in forty-five minutes....”
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When Ryou saw Bakura, all covered in blood spatter, well lets just say it wasn't pretty. Bakura thanked Ra that Akefia was in a good mood and stuck up for him. Ryou had since stripped him down and was trying to get the blood stains out. That left Bakura standing in the hallways in his boxers.
Over time Bakura had forgotten how strong he used to be, so when Akefia suddenly scooped him up he was startled. He was carried as if he weighed nothing.
“I'm saving your ass. Ryou is ready to peel you, you know that?” Akefia defended when Bakura started glaring at him. Bakura was easily as strong as he was, and Bakura had shadow magic. When Bakura glared at him like that, and the thought of what Bakura could do to him, it bothered him. He would never admit this to anyone. Ever. “I don't care what you do... but just stay in for a few minutes.” He stood Bakura up in their bedroom.
“You know, I can walk... I'm not a cripple.” Bakura seethed, but was caught off guard when crushed his lips against his own. They stood their together, kissing like there was no tomorrow. Ryou had left the camera down stairs! But watched with a content smile. The strange part was just how different they could be, being only different versions of the same person. Bakura was a hair shorter, he was more slender and had less muscle definition.
Unwillingly they broke for much needed oxygen. “I'm going to try to calm Ryou down...so don't do anything stupid.” Akefia teased, he gave Bakura a light smack on the ass before leaving to find angry little Ryou.
Bakura snarled, but he was thankful. There was nothing he could say in his defense, he was covered in blood, and you can't just explain that away.
He had seen Ryou sashaying towards him, completely naked, with a smirking, and also a very much nude Akefia. He found himself unable to move. Tonight was going to be fun.
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I gave this chapter a lot of background info, and I know it's boring... and I'm sorry... but please review.