Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yami no hikari ❯ The last chapter and a sunset ( Chapter 7 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

Ryou curled his head into Bakura's chest, smiling contently. It had been only a few hours since that wonderful, earth moving experience. Yet, the boy could still feel the wondrous sensations within his body as Bakura held him close.

"How are you?" His Yami asked, pushing back his snow coloured bangs to feel his forehead. "Your fever's almost gone." He paused for a moment. "It probably would be gone by now if I hadn't gotten you so worked up.."

Seeing his darker half's upset, Ryou leaned upward to kiss Bakura's lips. "I liked it."

They were sitting together on the front porch, watching the sunset. Such a imagistic sight is not something you waste, lying in bed and steaming after a round of good sex.

Ryou was curled in Bakura's lap, not having been able to walk out on his own due to the fact that he was REALLY sore down under.

The brilliant shades of pink and orange gave way to flashes of gold and green. It was like a painted canvas across the sky.

The dark's eyes trailed over the pastel picture, but soon, they drifted back to Ryou.

"Beautiful, isn't it?" Ryou sighed, leaning down into Bakura's chest.

The taller boy curled his large arms around Ryou's waist.

"Yes..." He murmured, starring at the other's neck. "Beautiful."

Giggling at his yami's response, Ryou turned around, pressing his lips against Bakura's. Who, in turn, left small bumpers down his light's neck.

They continued to kiss and caress each other as the sky turned deep purple, cobalt, and navy. Until, finally, it was pitch black. The stars peaked down on the lovers, tangled in each other's arms and never letting go.

From all they had was each other, now.

And that was all that was ever needed.

For if blood can stain the fearful,

Only love can heal it.

~Draqua: Well that's the end. We send our regards!