Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ You Love Me? ❯ NOOKIE ( Chapter 4 )

A/N: Hey-howdy-hello! Nope that was really it for the beginning author's notes. I may have more at the end; it will all depend on how well this chappie turns out.

Disclaimer: Stupid, boring, mundane, tedious, irksome disclaimer! I don't own any of these characters and have absolutely no right to them no matter how badly I wish differently... Are the Powers-That-Fuckin'-Suck happy now?!? Are they?!?

You Love Me? --- Chappie 4

Previously: Ryou was mad at Bakura. He got over it even though he still doubts whether or not Bakura loves him. They're now making out and the lighting is very dim... Anything could happen ::smirk::

Ryou broke away from Bakura's mouth and sat up straight. "Are you gonna join me in the bed or are you planning to sleep on the floor?" Ryou's voice was harsh with lust, so much so that Bakura was a little taken aback by his hikari's the suggestion... But not for long.

Bakura got up and straddled Ryou's lap, without putting his full weight on him. He didn't quite want his light to know his state of arousal yet for fear that it would scare him off. After kissing Ryou's lips in quick succession the yami sat back on his heels, which were now on either side of his hikari. "Are you sure you want to do this?" Bakura had absolutely no intention of stopping but thought that is would be nice to ask. When Ryou nodded he let loose a breath that he hadn't known he was holding.

As if by habit Ryou took his lower lip between his teeth and began to chew on it nervously. It was somewhere between adorable and erotic... Hell it was both and Bakura was now trying to figure out where to begin... Earlobes... Adam's apple... Collarbone... Nipple... Where to begin?

Hands, Bakura thought with a curt nod. For Ryou's hands were lying idle at his sides while there where so many other productive things they could be doing. Bakura's grin widened as he captured the smaller hands within his own and brought them to his lips. He stared at them both in turn for a few moments as if trying to figure out with would be first. Inny, meanny, minny, mow. Aww to hell with it. Bakura pressed a kiss in to palm of one of the hands then his tongue darted across creases that criss crossed the pale flesh. Next he moved to the fingers and feathered a kiss across each tip. Then he did the same with the other hand. When all the digits were thoroughly loved Bakura placed the palms flat on his own chest and bent to take Ryou's lips once more.

As his tongue smoothed over his hikari's Bakura felt the fingers curl around the fabric of his shirt. This time when he pulled away Ryou made a small mewl of protest in the back of his throat. Taking the initiative Ryou yanked on Bakura's shirt front, forcing the yami's head down so that he could get at his lips... And boy did he. This time it was Ryou's tongue that explored and tasted as much as it could. For a moment Bakura enjoyed but within moments he could no longer take the invasion so he broke away, but only to lift away Ryou's t-shirt.

So now the little hikari was left with only his boxers while Bakura was still fully dressed.

Bakura ran his fingernails down Ryou's chest, making him shiver. Next he flicked the already sensitive nipples with said fingernails. While he bent to suckle on he idly toyed with the other, pulling, plying, playing, rolling the little nub to and fro, making Ryou moan and shift eagerly.

As Bakura's lips returned to his mouth Ryou began to fumble with the buttons of Ryou's shirt. Eventually he got it open and smoothed his hands across the wide expanse of his yami's chest, feeling out the definition of every muscle, the hollow of his collarbone and even toying a bit with his navel. The latter made Bakura hiss with pleasure. Meanwhile, their lips never truly parted.

With something that could have passed for impatience Bakura shucked off his shirt and flung it to the floor beside the bed. Then he rolled over so that instead of straddling Ryou he was pressed up against the side of him and leaning over to get to his mouth.

Ryou moaned again. It was sort of half pleasure and the other half was mourning the loss of Bakura's heat pressing down on him.

Bakura smiled, "My Hikari... Who knew you could be such an eager little beaver?" Bakura asked in almost a growl as Ryou shifted his hips to dig them closer to his erection. Slowly so as to give him enough time to protest, Bakura dragged Ryou's loose boxers down over his hips, pushing down the covers as well.

As if to show his absolute assent, when his boxers reached his ankles Ryou kicked them away and giggled with anticipation (made only slightly more difficult by the fact that Bakura was sucking on his lower lip).

With a groan Bakura tore himself away again and rolled out of the bed. When he crossed over to the side nearest Ryou he unzipped his pants slowly and peeled them down over his hips. His hikari raised an eyebrow at the fact that he wore no underwear but didn't comment. Before returning to the bed, Bakura got a small vial from his jeans pocket and set it down on the bedside table.

/I stole some of Yugi and Yami's private stash of lube./ Bakura stated; answering the question Ryou hadn't been bold enough to ask. /Don't worry they won't miss it... They have quite a collection./

Ryou started to blush but then realized how absolutely ridiculous that would be. They were both naked and he was laying spread out on the bed waiting to be "sexually had". He was beyond being embarrassed about something as simple as that, atleast for tonight. His smile must have faltered for a moment for Bakura began to frown.

"What's wrong Hikari?"

Laying there looking up at this beautiful man that so obviously wanted him Ryou realized that he did have a bit of apprehension. /I don't know what to do./ Even over the mind link it sounded dim but Bakura heard every word.

/Don't worry my Host./ He reassured climbing back onto the bed between Ryou's slightly spread legs. /All you need to do is sit back and enjoy/ Bakura knelt as Ryou spread his legs wider for him. Then he bent both legs and forced his little hikari to arch up off the bed a little so that he could get his hands underneath to cup his behind.

/Kura?/

/Shh... Remember what I said; Enjoy./ And with that advice Bakura blew on the very tip of Ryou's arousal, causing him to gasp with both surprise and pleasure. Before giving his hikari time to recover from the very minor display Bakura took the entire tip into his mouth and gave it a good suck.

Once again Ryou gasped and bucked his hips a bit, he was already so close to coming and Bakura had barely even done anything.

Carefully Bakura worked the next inch into his mouth and then the next, until eventually he arrived very near the base of Ryou's length. The swirled his tongue around each plane of it and then dragged it out, scraping its underside along his lower teeth. Then he lightly bit his way back up, hard enough for Ryou to feel the pressure but not hard enough for it to cause him pain. Then he once again ran it against his teeth. For his last feat Bakura sucked him down whole and in his entirety making Ryou hiss and moan. Bakura to moaned deep in his throat, the vibrations went straight back to Ryou's cock, making him writhe with pleasure once more.

And then... Bakura swallowed. That truly sent Ryou over the edge. He came almost violently, and cum practically flowed from the tip of his arousal. And Bakura swallowed it all down, relishing the taste of it all.

When he had licked Ryou clean he sat up. "Well, did you enjoy or not?" he demanded. But Ryou wasn't fooled by the harsh edge in his voice. The smaller fairly launched himself into the other's arms and began to shower kisses on his neck and torso. Then he kissed his yami's lips, licking away what remained of his own cum.

He looked up at Bakura and smiled. /I can taste me, on you./

/Mm... And how do you taste, my little hikari?/

/Good... But not as good as you would./

Bakura groaned at the latter comment. He could feel Ryou smiling against his chest.

/But maybe later... Right now I think I want something different./

/Oh yeah. And what's that Host?/

/I think that I want to feel you inside me./

Bakura groaned again at this request. It was this mixture of closet sex kitten and innocence that made him want Ryou so badly in the first place. And Bakura was all too eager to indulge his little kitten.

Before Ryou could stick his lip out to pout Bakura had him flat on his back and was reaching for the lube... Within a few moments the sound of flesh hitting flesh, heartfelt moans and sweat slickened bodies filled the room.

A/N: (Thank Hellfire for spell check.) Well considering that I've been suffering from writer's block for the past five days I think that that could have turned out much worse... It could have turned out better too... Not the point, Louis says I need to work on my self-confidence (currently at below-sea level)... But whatever... The next chapter isn't quite gonna be the morning after it's gonna be more like the minute after. And it's going to involve peanut butter... Why, because as I was writing this I was eating a Reese's and I don't think peanut butter has ever tasted as good... Mm, peanut butter... And bacon bits, I love bacon bits... Wow that's that whole sleep deprivation thing again huh? ... Well, 'til next time... (P.S: Review Me!)