Yu Yu Hakusho Fan Fiction / Gensomaden Saiyuki Fan Fiction ❯ Dragons of Shame ❯ Chaptire 12 ( Chapter 12 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
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Warnings: There IS a sausage fest in this chapter. Meaning: YAOI, BABY…
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Enjoy chaptire 12: the second half
____________________________________Before Jessy won her “battle”__________
Ranma walked into the kitchen, still fuming. Yuji chuckled and sat atop the bar next to the sink while Ranma gathered food. He kept mumbling incoherent words, every now and again Yuji would catch something like “Stupid” or “Little girl” or “Retarded monkey.” By now, Yuji was so accustomed to Ranma's angst and bad attitude that it was almost comforting.
It had been several months since they became friends, Yuji's birthday had passed and Ranma's was soon approaching.
“She's just a child, Ranma.” Yuji tried to console “I realize she's a bit…out of sorts at the moment, but like you said the other day, her father hasn't come to see her since she was brought here.”
“You mean since she was neglected here.” Ranma snapped “And that doesn't mean she can take her anger out on everyone else.” He slammed down two soda cans on the counter next to Yuji so hard that they exploded, splattering both boys with carbonated orange drink. Yuji coughed and wiped his face with a nearby towel. Ranma growled angrily and threw the demolished cans into the sink.
The two boys went upstairs to Ranma's room, pulling their sopping shirts off. Yuji glanced at Ranma's body, the lithe muscles moving gracefully as he pulled his shirt off. He was like a god, a gay guy's or a straight girl's wet dream: he was perfection. Ranma caught his friend staring, his face went pink.
“What is it?” He asked, snapping Yuji out of his stupor who also went pink. “What are you looking at me for?”
“Oh, no reason, sorry.” Yuji averted his face and suddenly found his damp shirt very interesting. Ranma blinked and smirked mischievously.
“You were checking me out!” he teased, Yuji's eyes went wide and he shook his head rapidly “Yeah you were! You totally, freaking were! You were checking out my hot bod!”
“I was not!” Yuji denied, backing into a corner as Ranma stepped forward, grinning wickedly from ear to ear.
“You were totally thinking about how hot I am!” He continued, slamming his hand against the wall next to his friend's head. It was fun to mess with him like that, even though Ranma knew he definitely was not looking at him…right? “You're a homo! And you want to do me like that song, right? You want to kiss me all over and over and again! TILL THE NIGHT CLOSES I-“
Ranma's eyes widened as he was cut off by Yuji pressing his lips against his. Slim arms wrapped around Ranma's waist and suddenly he was turned into the corner, being made aware of how strong Yuji actually was. Yuji pushed a knee between Ranma's legs, who gasped.
Yuji took the opportunity of the gasp to delve his tongue into Ranma's mouth, it was bliss for the young Urameshi. Being able to touch the boy he most longed for, naked chest to naked chest, mouth to mouth, tongue over teeth, over tongue, lips smashed against lips, heart beating like a drum. But then Ranma pushed him off, gasping for air, fighting him, looking away. Yuji tried to follow the other boy's mouth with his own, but he wasn't allowed, he groaned and pressed his knee against Ranma harder.
Ranma bit his lip and shook his head “Stop,” he pleaded “What…what are you doing?” As if he suddenly awoke from a lusty dream, Yuji stopped and blinked, realizing what he was doing he backed away from the smaller boy, flushed and embarrassed.
“Sorry.” He mumbled, covering his reddened face with his hands and sitting down to the bed “I'm sorry, I don't know what…” he trailed off and sighed miserably.
Why, why, why had he made such a stupid move? Why had he suddenly found Ranma's teases so arousing? Ranma teased a lot, so why was this time any different? Because he had actually caught him staring? Whatever the reason was, Yuji felt stupid and imbecilic to have possibly ruined their friendship.
Ranma stayed in the corner, staring out the side of his narrow red eyes. “It-it's alright. I just didn't realize that you…that you actually liked guys. I was just messing around with you…I didn't know.” Yuji nodded without moving his hands from his face.
“Nobody does” came the soft reply.
“Oh” Ranma started “Well…”
“I'll leave.” Yuji said, standing up and grabbing his wet shirt from the floor “I'll go home and we won't ever have to speak again. I know that you probably don't ever want to-“
“Don't be stupid!” Ranma snapped, his voice a bit more weak than he'd intended “Of course I want to stay friends. And it isn't that I don't like you like that either, it's just that I…I'm not…” Silence passed and Ranma searched for the most delicate word he could come up with “I'm just not…a virgin.”
Yuji stood there, hand on the doorknob, he dropped his wet shirt to the floor “You're not a virgin?” he repeated slowly, receiving a nod “Like…a gay virgin?” Ranma nodded “Wha-but-you-you're only fifteen!”
“I was younger and stupid and I would do anything to finish a mission for the shinobi, alright? It's what I was trained for!” Ranma snapped, walking to sit down on the bed in Yuji's former place “And we had this…this guy we were supposed to spy on, and he…well, he was into kids. And I was 13 and I was willing to do anything so we could complete the mission and go home. Well, one night when he was in the mood, and we needed him distracted, I volunteered.”
“You were a shinobi?” Yuji blinked at Ranma's confession “And you were…thirteen?”
“Yeah,” Ranma answered embarrassingly, he went red “It isn't something I like to tell people. But all of my teammates were cool and didn't tell anyone. A couple of them have taken it to their graves, even. I wish I hadn't done it but I wanted to go home so badly that I just went into his room, stripped for him, bent over and let him fuck me.” He went red again and covered his face.
If there were a few emotions Ranma Death hated the most they would have to be lust, embarrassment and vulnerability. All of which the young demon was experiencing at the very moment. When it came to sex, Ranma was coy and vulnerable. He didn't understand why, because men were supposed to be dominant and hard core and were supposed to say “I'm going to fuck you tonight” instead of “I want you to fuck my brains out tonight.” Men were the ones who did the raping and were on the top, or whatever.
Not Ranma Death, though. He was the type of boy who enjoyed being a sex toy. In all truth: he had enjoyed the night the old man had taken him. He had enjoyed being touched and stroked and fucked. It was why Ranma was so embarrassed about sex.
Normally he was moody, and angry and strong, not a pansy in the least. He enjoyed being controlled in the bedroom, though. He enjoyed having his wrists held down by two strong hands, and having someone plunge almost painfully into him numerous times, even after Ranma was released, he liked having someone plow into him. He loved the aftershocks.
Which is why it was so embarrassing.
A familiar pair of arms wrapped around him, Ranma stared up into Yuji's kind face. No words were spoken. Their lips met once more, this time Ranma responded to the kiss with an almost deprived fervency. He wrapped his arms around Yuji's neck and pulled him down onto the bed, their limbs entangled, and they fell into nirvana together.
Ranma's tongue danced with Yuji's as they kissed. Ranma ground his hips against Yuji, clothed erections quivered at the touch. Ranma moaned as Yuji slipped his hand down Ranma's tight pants, wrapping his fingers around the boy's hard length. “It kinda hurts…” Ranma whispered huskily, his eyes hazy, Yuji dipped his tongue back into Ranma's mouth before moving to unzip and unbutton the tight blue jeans. It only took a few moments for him to remove the pants, revealing the long erection in the sunlight that poured from the window.
Yuji let his eyes fall onto the weeping head, the long curve of it as it stuck up, the blue veins pulsating slightly, the milky white pre-cum dripping almost painfully down. Yuji felt the stirrings of his own bulge begin to pain against his pants. Ranma's whole body went pink, he squirmed under the stare. It was funny to see the normally stone-cold boy act so inhibited. “Don't make me the only one undressed.” Ranma whined, he clamped his mouth onto Yuji's collar bone, eliciting a moan from him, while he unbuttoned Yuji's pants.
Yuji hissed as Ranma's warm hands brushed against the throbbing member. Ranma stared wide-eyed at the whole eight inched cock, for a sixteen year old, Yuji Urameshi was well hung. A pink tongue darted across Ranma's lips as his hungry red eyes gazed at the thick member. A single drop of milky escaped from the slit of Yuji's head. Ranma's pink tongue darted out to catch it and Yuji hissed.
Ranma ran his tongue along the head before placing the whole head in his mouth. Yuji threw his head back and hissed again as Ranma let each inch slide between his lips and into the moist cave of his mouth. He began to moe his head up and down the long shaft, snaking a hand towards Yuji's balls where he commenced squeezing and rolling motions. Yuji thrusted into Ranma's mouth, hitting the back of his throat, Ranma tried his best not to gag and instead moaned at the movement.
Yuji gritted his teeth and pulled out of Ranma's mouth and flipped him onto his back. Ranma gasped and Yuji ran his hands down Ranma's lean abdomen, avoiding his groin he pushed Ranma's legs apart and smiled. The member was weeping profusely now, threatening to bust at any moment.
Yuji nudged his fingers into Ranma's mouth to coat them. Ranma sucked on the fingers with gusto, closing his heavy eye lids and moaning. Yuji bit his lip to stop himself from moaning, he finally removed his fingers from the mouth eliciting a whimper of protest from the other boy. Without a moment's hesitation, Yuji eased two fingers into Ranma's pucker, just below his nutsack.
Ranma winced and arched his back into the touch though it was painful, his hands tangled in the bed spread. “Agh…” he blushed again, he didn't think he would ever get used to the intrusion of the two fingers. But after a few moments, Yuji touched the soft core of his new lover. The spongy gathering of nerves on the pelvis, he brushed against it and Ranma bucked wildly.
Yuji smirked and raised an eyebrow “Did that feel good?” Ranma nodded and gasped for breath, Yuji touched it again as he began thrusting with his fingers. He added a third and Ranma hissed in a mixture of pain and pleasure. After what seemed an eternity, Yuji felt Ranma was ready.
And without hesitation Yuji guided himself to Ranma's opening and plunged in, sans lubrication. The dry flesh was painful for not just Ranma but for Yuji was well, who was gasping for breath. He closed his eyes, resisting the urge to begin thrusting like a mad dog in heat. He snapped his eyes open as Ranma suddenly sobbed. “Did I-did I hurt you?”
Ranma shook his head rapidly “Its just been a long time, is all.” They stayed still for what seemed an eternity before Ranma moaned softly and bucked his hips, urging Yuji to thrust. Yuji moved the other boy's legs down to his hips and bent forward to capture his lips. He was in heaven, the tight opening of Ranma was perfect, better than Yuji could ever have imagined. He felt as if he would suddenly let go all of himself into the other boy, he moaned and felt as if his pores were moaning too. He bit Ranma's bottom lip, drawing blood. Ranma whimpered again.
“Move harder” He whispered into Yuji's lips, who gladly obliged by pulling out and pushing back in. Ranma clawed Yuji's back and squeezed his legs tighter, moaning into the kiss. Yuji sighed and began to thrust harder as he moved his mouth down to Ranma's neck where he licked the tender skin. “I love you.”
Ranma's words spurned Yuji to move on, he responded to each moan “I love you, too” and never stopped. He allowed the emotions of pure ecstasy to overwhelm him. He moved harder, bruising the firm buttocks of the boy below him.
Ranma began to move in beat to each of Yuji's painful, dry thrusts, and as masochistic as it was-the pain felt good. They began to move faster, and then Yuji flipped onto his back, pulling Ranma on to of him, never pulling out, and Ranma sat down. Yuji groaned, he was ball-deep inside of the other boy. He suddenly realized how petite Ranma actually was. He shoved upwards and hit Ranma's sweet spot, Ranma screamed again, and he plunged himself down, impaling himself once more before erupting all over Yuji, who soon followed suit.
Yuji kissed Ranma's body where he could reach before he pulled Ranma off and rolled over, collapsing onto the smaller boy's chest, breathing heavily. They sat in silence for a few moments before Yuji sat up and grinned, Ranma smiled sheepishly. The door suddenly burst open and Jessy stood in the doorway. Ranma gasped, placed a foot on Yuji's chest and kicked him off.
“Jessy! Get out! Get the fuck out right now!” he bellowed. He opened his mouth to yell again but was cut off as Jessy screamed a long list of profanities, some that even Yuji hadn't heard and that was saying something considering his father was the king of all swear words. Ranma went pink and then Jessy was gone, slamming the door shut as she left. The two boys flinched when she slammed her own door shut down the hall.
They stood very still and very quiet for a while, making sure Jessy wouldn't come back screeching again. Yuji grinned at Ranma but he had his back turned while he was getting dressed. He continued to avoid eye contact even after they were heading downstairs to the kitchen, fully dressed, Yuji had borrowed a shirt, though it was a bit too small.
They stayed in the kitchen for a long time, in silence. Ranma handed Yuji another drink and then turned his back on him quickly. The clock on the wall ticked loudly.
Tick
Yuji found that it was hard to swallow his drink, he stared at Ranma's back. It was just like school, before the two had become friends.
Tock
What they had just done was a moment of passion, yes they would change. But they could stay friends couldn't they?
Tick
The last thing Yuji wanted was to lose the friendship he had so yearned for, the love he felt was incredibly strong, to not continuously show Ranma how much he loved him after already doing so would be painful.
Tock
He bit his lip, recalling the moments when they had touched. He knew Ranma's lips were bruised and his bottom lip was bleeding. He wanted to say something. Anything. He needed to know things were still fine. He might explode if he didn't know.
Tick
His throat struggled, his lips trembled. His mind screamed “Say something! Say anything! Just speak to him!” He opened his mouth, no words came out. He tried again. Nothing. “One more time, just do it.”
Tock
“I meant what I said earlier, Yuji.” Ranma said softly, turning around to face him, his eyes were blazing with the arousal that had passed, embarrassment and…something else. “I meant it when I said I love you.” Yuji stayed quiet.
They stared at each other for a long time, the hush was thick. Ranma breathed slowly and steadily, his face determined and flushed. Yuji didn't know what to say. Or rather, he didn't know what else to say except “Me, too. I meant it” Ranma smiled and moved towards him, arms outstretched for an embrace. When they met they quickly broke apart again as the sound of a car pulled in to the driveway.
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Botan and Ken sat in the car for a moment before they went inside. Botan gazed out the window, staring blankly thinking about the decision she had made. Was it the right choice? Was she really ready for marriage to Ken?
True, they had been secretly together for six years but still…it was a big decision. She knew that Ranma would react negatively, more than likely violently. However, a little voice inside her mind told her that she was the mother. She was the one with the control, not her son.
“Botan?” Ken's voice broke her train of thought and she blinked rapidly.
“What?” she asked befuddled.
“Are you sure you want to tell him…today?” Ken said softly, placing a hand on her fiancée's petite shoulder. “We can wait as long as you need to.”
Botan smiled thankfully and shook her head “We've waited long enough, Ken.” she sighed and stared at the house. “Let's go.”
__________________________________________________--This puzzle is weird--
Alright…So…This Chapter is…well…my first lemon to ever have written. It was, long. It was Hard. And it was slightly embarrassing. But I got through it. And, well, I think it sucks. Yeah, in fact, I KNOW it sucks. For those of you who are reading on fanfiction: I apologize for its…shortness and most of all its emptiness.
For those on mediaminer: I apologize for…well…everything.
Haha. I am ALSO sorry for taking so long…I was…busy. Let's go with that. (Actually, I was scared poopless that I would fuck this whole thing over) Yeah, so…I hope you found…SOMETHING about this chapter enjoyable. I promise the next will be good. I swear on…something. Give me something to swear on. Haha.
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