I want you... | By : blue85lagoon Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 1624 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
I want you…
“No! Stop it, Yami!” Ryou screamed and gasped as he
toppled over the coffee table in their living room. “I’m angry, Ryou! Help me
release all this anger!” Bakura smirked. ‘Then, why me? Why give it all out
to me?’ Ryou cried.
Ryou scrambled away from his Yami as he ran up the stairs.
“Come back, Ryou… we’re not done yet!” Bakura toyed. “Leave me alone! Why won’t
you leave me alone?” Ryou yelled. “Cause you’re fun to play with!” Bakura
smirked as he pulled Ryou by the leg, which sent Ryou slamming his face at the
steps of the stairs. “Oh… did I hurt you?”
‘I don’t want any of these!’ Ryou’s
head screamed.
Bakura pulled Ryou by the back of his collar, as his
Hikari squirmed to break free. “Did you get a booboo?” Bakura laughed as he
turned Ryou over and pinned him by both arms. He grinned evilly, noticing the
cut on Ryou’s lips. Bakura suddenly lunged to his Hikari and gave Ryou a hungry
kiss.
/Pervert! Let. Go./ Ryou struggled.
//Whenever there’s a booboo, you always kiss it to make it
alright, ne?//
/Hanashite!/
//Yada!//
/YAMI!!!!/ With that scream, Ryou was pushed back down to
the stairs. Bakura looked amused as his Hikari rolled all the way down to the
bottom. But his amusement, turned into anger when Ryou from below didn’t even
budge.
//Don’t tell me your unconscious just because of that?//
Bakura raised an eyebrow as he slowly made his way down to Ryou. He noticed the
blood coming from Ryou’s head and lips as he kicked Ryou lightly from the
sides. “Wake up, you insignificant fool!” He muttered, “Oi! Baka!”
Ryou wouldn’t wake up. “Oh well!
I guess playing time will start sooner than expected!” He sneered as he carried
Ryou’s unconscious form to his bedroom.
Ryou woke up from a splitting headache, apart from that,
every part of his body ached. Especially his arms, since they were tied
together above his head. WAIT! He was TIED??? Finally, his senses came back to
him as he realized he couldn’t move. His head was still bloody and his wrists
were struggling to break free from the ropes. He was scared. (Tell me about
it!) He squirmed and struggled again, only to find that the pain became worst.
His eyes trailed down to his own body, nothing was
covering He He was practically naked in his own bed. Tied to his headstand,
his legs’ spreading wide eagle and his bedroom door was open. He was starting
to tremble as panic struck him again, “Ugh!” He mumbled irritably, finally
giving up from all the movements.
“Well, well… guess who’s finally awake!” The voice he
feared for a long time now, returned. There he was, standing at the door with
nothing else but some boxers on.
“Don’t do this, Yami!” Ryou pleaded as Bakura went closer.
“Don’t do what, my Hikari?” Bakura laughed.
“Y- Yami!” Ryou cried as he felt the ropes ripping his
wrist off, “I don’t want this! Please! Let me go! Yami, don’t do this!”
“You don’t want it? But, I do, Ryou… we’re not following
your wants… but mine!” Bakura sneered. “You’re scaring me!” Ryou trembled. Yes,
he was scared. Just by the looks of that! “Please! Please! Please!” Ryou closed
his eyes as he chanted over and over again.
Bakura crawled to the bed as he took off his boxers,
slowly tickling Ryou’s penis with his own. “I’ll be gentle.” He whispered to
Ryou’s ear, “If I feel like it.”
And with a sudden thrust, the
Bakura household was engulfed in a scream, which made all the birds fly away
from the outside.
Bakura kissed Ryou hungrily as tears formed Ryou’s eyes.
Bakura didn’t even bother using any lubricant. He wanted to see Ryou in pain! Ryou
had been crying ever since this new ‘session’ started. Some liquids were slowly
seeping out from between Ryou’s legs, staining the bed sheets below the two.
“Are you having fun yet?” Bakura asked in the middle of
the kiss. Ryou moaned in pain, a new set of tears flooding down. “I take that
as a ‘yes’. And I’m pretty sure you want more, don’t you?”
Bakura spread Ryou’s legs again for his second entrance.
Ryou couldn’t take it anymore! He was close to losing all his sanity. Bakura
used his finger to search deep inside Ryou. He was looking for the right spot
where it would hurt Ryou the most. And with Ryou’s sudden yelp, he finally
found it!
“You’re mine, do you know that?” Bakura licked Ryou’s ears
as he whispered those words. He shoved his erection with such force that Ryou
started screaming again. Ryou felt Bakura inside him, tickling him as if it was
just some silly game! And he didn’t like it one bit! With that last scream,
Ryou’s eyes turned hollow black and his tears turned to crimson blood.
The last words inside his head were, ‘I hate you, Yami…
I hate you.” Before finally blacking out.
Even though Ryou was unconscious, Bakura still thinks that
his Hikari was delicious. “You will always be mine, right?” Bakura
asked at the sleeping form of Ryou. Slowly, he grabbed Ryou’s face by the chin
and kissed him forcefully. “My poor, poor Ryou…”
“Our session will continue again next time, Ryou. And I’m
looking forward to the next one!” He sneered as he left Ryou in the bed… his
naked body was filled with cuts and bruises, his arms broken, wrists bleeding,
face covered in blood and tears, legs covered in some liquid seeping out of
him, and most of all… his heart ripped and torn.
He was now broken.
And he would never be the same again.
There he was, holding a knife in his hands. How did he get
in this situation? How did he even get out of Bakura’s session? He didn’t know!
His mind had blacked out during the last session they had and was therefore,
clueless to what happened.
It didn’t matter! As long as he was free right now! Free
to do anything he wants! Free from Bakura’s sessions… and most of all, free
from all the pain.
Exactly, how many attempts did he try to do this? It was
his third. Bakura had found him right before it even touched his skin the first
time he did it, which earned him a beating. The second one was when he hid the
knife inside his bag and Bakura found it again! Luckily, he didn’t get a
beating. But just the heaviest and most painful slap Bakura gave him in his
life.
This was the third, he had planned everything correctly.
Bakura was out tonight with Malik and Marik, Ryou was supposed to go. But he
got detention on purpose just to get away! Bakura didn’t like it at first, but
Marik persuaded him to. And so, Ryou was staring at the knife. Ready to take
his life out. He paced the knife as he held out his left arm. “Kami-sama…” his
voice was broken. All the things that happened 2 nights ago were coming back to
him again! He felt his hand tremble as a few cuts made their way to Ryou’s
skin, because of his trembling… but unfortunately, none of the cuts made their
way to a vein.
Small cuts weren’t a big deal to Ryou. It was the
emotional pain that hurt him real bad. “I can never run away from this!” He
cried as he started losing hope, “Never!” He yelled as he threw the knife to
the mirror, which shattered to a thousand pieces.
Ryou dropped to the floor as he cupped both of his hands
on his mouth, choking hardly from his noisy sobs. ‘What did I do to deserve
this? I was not prepared for this omen!’ He cried, ‘Even if I’m facing
Death… he will always continue to haunt me!’
Slowly, he laid his battered body down to the cold tiles
of the bathroom and allowed his back to bleed from the glass pieces, “Bakura…
you fucking bastard!” He murmured as he surrendered himself to oblivion.
“I knew you never had the guts to do it!” Bakura smirked
as he faced Ryou with those cold eyes. Bakura found Ryou that night and decided
to carry him all the way to the living room, waking him up to have a chat with
his ‘Hikari’.
Ryou stayed silent as Bakura continued talking.
“This is your third attempt, Ryou… And I’m not HAPPY ABOUT
IT!” Bakura slammed his fist to the wall, creating a dent. “What do you care
anyway?” He heard a murmur from Ryou, accompanied by fear and sadness at the
tone of his Hikari’s voice. “It was always what you want from the beginning… it
was never mine!”
“I see that you found it my way, Aibou…”
“Don’t call me that!” Ryou snapped, “Never in my life have
you ever been my “Aibou”! Cause you will never be!”
“You’re pretty brave for ever saying that right in front
of my face, Ryou!” Bakura growled, about to grab Ryou by the shoulder, but Ryou
shoved it away with fast reflexes. “Don’t touch me!” Ryou trembled, still
remembering all the unwanted touches he got from Bakura.
“You know, all of this is just a misunderstanding!” Bakura
said. “Misunderstanding? You call THIS misunderstanding, Yami? Are you god
dammed blind or something?” Ryou was crying once again. “Why do you always cry?
Are you a mania of crying or something?” Bakura yelled.
“I cry because I’m sad! I’m sad because the person I loved
hurt me and forced me to have sex with him!” Ryou yelled, realizing that he had
said too much. Bakura’s eyes were wide with shock, “What the-”
“What’s the use having faith when in the end I would just
get hurt?” He sobbed, looking to Bakura’s eyes with crystal tears, “I wanted to
die! But you wouldn’t let me! You would always stop me! Now that I had the
perfect chance, I, MYSELF stopped the death I was longing for so long!”
font-family:Verdana'>
It was starting to rain the moment he reached the park;
where he settled himself out in the open. He fancied himself on the swing,
where bystanders would think he was a lost child. By now, he was drenched,
cold, lonely and miserable. Slowly, he rocked himself back and forth to overcome
the boredom and to calm himself down.
Ryou stared at the tiny drops making their way to a puddle
and seeing all the waves push. He couldn’t help but think about the person he
loved… and hated. He hummed a tune, which to us, is recognized as “Missing by
Evanescence”! He always listened to that song… feeling that every piece of note
constructed to it matched the beat of his heart.
“Why do I even push myself into all of this mess?” Ryou
asked himself, “Why do I even care? He doesn’t care. No one does… so, why
should I?” Ryou buried his face deeper into the midst of the rain.
“I hate you… But, why am I still longing for you?”
This sentence brought him back to the time where Bakura
seduced him.
/“Are you having fun yet?” Bakura asked in the middle of
the kiss. Ryou moaned in pain, a new set of tears flooding down. “I take that
as a ‘yes’. And I’m pretty sure you want more, don’t you?”/
He shivered. Yes, he did wanted more. And Bakura
gave him that. But, it wasn’t what he had in mind. Ryou cried again. “He’s
right… why do I cry anyway? Am I that miserable? Is my life that
miserable?” Ryou sighed and wiped the tears and water from his face. “Well, one
thing’s for sure…” He said, looking up at the dim sky, making the rain drops
fall freely into his face. “…This life is shattered!”
“It won’t be unless you do something about it!” Ryou
turned around.
You know who it is, don’t you? Obviously!!!
“Bakura…” Ryou said in fear. Bakura approached Ryou, but
his Hikari just jumped out of the swing and backed away. “Are you just going to
run away from me again? Or are we gonna talk?” Bakura frowned.
Ryou blinked. He hesitated at first, but sat back on the
swing apart from Bakura. “What do you want?” Ryou asked.
“To let you know the truth!” Bakura snapped.
“Right…” Ryou didn’t believe it, “One blink, you seduced
me and on the next, you expect me to listen to you? Well, it takes more than
your words to make me believe you, Bakura!”
Bakura just stared, and ignored the statement. “The reason
why I made love to you was because… I really loved you!”
“Yeah, right! Save that for the Oscars, Bakura! I’m not
falling for that trick!” Ryou mocked. But, Bakura still ignored and continued
explaining, “I was hungry for your touch, your skin against mine, your lips
against mine, and most of all, your virginity!”
Ryou’s eyes widened.
“I wanted to make you all mine! No one else but mine!
That’s why I had to do So, So, whenever you get close to another person, you
would feel insecure and have double-thoughts-”
“About what? Having sex with another person? God, Bakura,
I’m NOT a sex maniac!” Ryou was hurt, “You, of all person, should know me
better! How could you?” Ryou faced away with anger and sadness.
“That was my mistakBakuBakura continued again, “I knew you
wouldn’t think that way! But it was me… it was me who would think that way!
This wasn’t love… it was lust!”
“You’re god damned right!” Ryou muttered, “If you really
loved me… you could’ve waited for me… or asked me!”
“I was afraid of rejection, Ryou…” Bakura finally
answered, paying attention to Ryou’s words. “What. Didn’t you think that I
hadn’t had feared about that! That was the main reason why I wanted to commit
suicide! Because I thought you had rejected me and was only using me for your
sex toy!” Ryou stood up and clutched a fist.
“How was I supposed to know what you were thinking? You
are a perfect person, Ryou! I thought you wouldn’t love me back because of the
things I did! That’s why I was mad! That’s why I wanted to beat you into a
pulp!” Bakura said, grasping Ryou by the shoulder.
"Well, you thought wrong!" Ryou yelled, quickly
saying: "Yami, I love you! I love you! I love you! I LOVE y-"
"I LOVE you too!" Bakura yelled back in anger,
letting go of Ryou in the shoulder and transferring his grip to his Hikari's
wrist. "So what the HECK is the fucking problem?" Ryou winced and
stared wide-eye at the Tomb Robber. "You're hurting me, Bakura!"
Ryou's bandaged wrist began to bleed again, "I love
you, Ryou!"
"If you really love me then you wouldn't do these
things to hurt me! How am I supposed to know you're not just using me?"
Ryou closed his eyes heavily, letting all the tears fall down from his eyes.
"I'm not perfect, Bakura! No one is! You always used me, Bakura! You were
always making fun of my feelings! You had always made me as your puppet to hurt
Yugi and the others!"
"I can't believe you didn't even notice what
the whole problem was!"
Bakura stared with pity at his Light, as Ryou didn't
hesitate to show his inner feelings. Bakura felt tears stinging in his eyes as well;
he thought he had everything under control. He never knew that Ryou had been
always keeping these emotions inside. And yet, he was very blind in seeing the
truth.
Bakura resulted to the thing he wanted to so, he gave Ryou
the warmest embrace. "I'm sorry... I never knew I was hurting you so
deeply in the inside! Ryou... I had never ever made fun of your
feelings! I want to have sex with you, Ryou Bakura. Not by lust. But with pure
love."
Ryou’s heart skipped a beat.
"I want you… with all my heart and soul! Please… make
love to me." Ryou felt his chin being lifted as the both of
them shared a kiss. /Yes, Bakura... I'll make love to you!/ A kiss, which
sealed both their fates as one.
Both of them fell to the bed as Bakura started ripping
Ryou's clothes off. Ryou did the same thing with Bakura's shirt as he kissed
and licked Bakura by the neck. He was soon overpowered by Bakura and was now
naked below him. Out of a glance of an eye, he saw Bakura taking out lube from
the drawer and placing some in his hands.
He could feel Bakura inside him as tender licks and kisses
melted into his neck this time and were proceeding down to his torso.
"More?" Bakura asked. "You already know the answer to
that!" Ryou moaned in satisfaction as Bakura kissed Ryou from the
bellybutton and then lower and lower until reaching to the spot where Ryou
giggled, "That felt nice... and ticklish!" He giggled again.
“You liked that, didn’t you?” Bakura straightened his
posture and dug deep, which made Ryou wince. "Tell me if it hurts. I'll
stop." Bakura motioned; Ryou held Bakura's hand and pushed it further
inside him. "No!!! I mean- No, I don't want you to stop. Just keep on
going, I love the feeling." Ryou smiled, Bakura smiled back.
Bakura repeated the same procedure he did before, again,
looking for Ryou's hidden spot inside. He found it with ease this time, but
then, Ryou never squirmed in pain. But instead, melted at the feeling of Bakura
inside of him. "It is so much easier this way!" Bakura said, pushing
all the bangs away from Ryou's hair. "And more delicious!" Ryou
circled his arms around Bakura's neck and licked his Yami's lips, kissing it
deeply like as if there was no tomorrow.
(Note: All the
"..." pauses from hand and onwards are both of them talking in the
middle of kissing. I'm bad!)
"Mmm... Tastes good... Never... knew you had... a
dirty side, Ryou!"
"Well... now you know, Bakura... I'm practically...
yearning for... more!" Ryou traced his hands down to Bakura's pants.
"Why don't you take that off, Yami? It's pretty unfair of you, being
half-naked and me drawing to you with no clothes at all!"
"Because I was waiting for you take them off for me,
Koi." Bakura laughed. "Well, I'll be glad to do it now, if you don’t
mind." Ryou grinned as he took off Bakura's pants quickly without waiting
for an answer. "I never knew anyone as dirty as me! And I thought I was
the dirtiest..." Bakura laughed.
"We are just one, Yami. Of course, I'm dirty!"
Ryou giggled and kissed Bakura again. Bakura lifted both of Ryou's arms and
pinned them above Ryou's heads, Ryou gasped. "What is it?" Bakura
asked. "I- Iie... it's... just- that-" Ryou trembled, remembering the
first session they had.
B'>Bakura quickly sensed this through their link and avoided
pinning Ryou down. Instead, he made Ryou decide to leave it as it is... or for
Ryou to drop his arms to his side. Ryou blushed. This is what he liked about Bakura;
he always had a good side deep within the bad.
Ryou left his arms above his head and kissed Bakura again.
He felt Bakura's hands caressed his hips and ass, and soon lifted both his
knees to wrap around Bakura's waist. It was a disturbing sight to see, but a
relaxing one for the both of them. They stayed in that weird position for a
while until Ryou felt laughing and dropped his legs and arms to his side.
"What? What's so funny?" Bakura asked.
"Doesn’t this feel good?” Ryou laughed, “We could probably
last for a whole week doing this without getting bored or hungry!" Ryou
whispered and spread his legs open wide again for Bakura to enter. "D'you
wanna try it out?" Ryou teased.
"A nice idea!” Bakura said and continued kissing his
Hikari, “I want to… But… you have… school."
"It can wait… It's just… one week…" Ryou begged.
"No… you have to… go to school… but I'll make you a deal!" Bakura
said as they broke off from the kiss. "Yeah?" Ryou wrapped his arms
around Bakura's neck.
Bakura leaned closer and whispered something to Ryou's
ear, "Let's do this every night... after you do your homework!" Ryou
giggled, "Then, that means I need your help in homework to hasten the
time! Am I allowed to have you all day during weekends too?"
"24
hours." Bakura nuzzled his nose on Ryou's.
"Shall we continue?" Ryou asked as he placed his
arms above his head again and wrapped his legs around Bakura's waist. "You
really ARE dirty, are you?" Bakura laughed, and then stopped, "But
nevertheless, a good kisser. And a delicious sex partner!” He kissed Ryou AGAIN
for the umpth time.
“I’ll… take that… as a… compliment!” Ryou smiled while
licking Bakura’s tongue and opening wide for Bakura’s tongue to get in too. “I
love you, Ryou... And I want you!" Bakura licked Ryou in the neck again.
"I love you too, Bakura!" Ryou softly said, "You already have
me!"
Finishing what they had started.
- End -
While AFF and its agents attempt to remove all illegal works from the site as quickly and thoroughly as possible, there is always the possibility that some submissions may be overlooked or dismissed in error. The AFF system includes a rigorous and complex abuse control system in order to prevent improper use of the AFF service, and we hope that its deployment indicates a good-faith effort to eliminate any illegal material on the site in a fair and unbiased manner. This abuse control system is run in accordance with the strict guidelines specified above.
All works displayed here, whether pictorial or literary, are the property of their owners and not Adult-FanFiction.org. Opinions stated in profiles of users may not reflect the opinions or views of Adult-FanFiction.org or any of its owners, agents, or related entities.
Website Domain ©2002-2017 by Apollo. PHP scripting, CSS style sheets, Database layout & Original artwork ©2005-2017 C. Kennington. Restructured Database & Forum skins ©2007-2017 J. Salva. Images, coding, and any other potentially liftable content may not be used without express written permission from their respective creator(s). Thank you for visiting!
Powered by Fiction Portal 2.0
Modifications © Manta2g, DemonGoddess
Site Owner - Apollo