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Sleep Talker	By : MarikIshtar77 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3445 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A/N: I don’t know what came over me, but I just feeling like writing a lemon. I really need to
stop reading doujinshi’s before bed, eh? LOL
Anybody else old enough to remember the band The Romantics? Well, if you don’t know who
they are, they were a band from when you were probably not yet born. *snicker*
I need a break from my other fics, so here’s a short one shot inspired by the song “Talking in
your Sleep” by the Romantics.
Ryou/Bakura lemon!! *SQUEE!!*
***UPDATE***1/9/05 - FUCKEN SHIT! I see the DB crash screwed this story too.......Grrrrrrrrrrr...*authoress growls evilly as she fixes the fucken problems* I'm in hell........
Sleep Talker
            My yami...an ancient Egyptian thief who released the ultimate evil onto the earth
thousands of years ago. I’ve often wondered if he was just born with a wicked soul, or if infact
the making of the Millennium Items made him the way he is....or shall I say...was? You see, the
pharaoh defeated him not only back in ancient times, but also in the present. Everybody thinks
my yami was destroyed, but the truth is......he’s only laying in wait, dormant until his time comes
again. He stays in his soul room all of the time talking gibberish to himself like every other man
driven insane by evil. Oddly enough, I’m drawn to this creature of darkness. I don’t understand
why, but I feel I cannot exist without him.
            On occasion, when my yami is sleeping, I cannot resist going in and watching him. It’s
like a need so strong there is no words to express it. I feel that need tonight...it’s like he’s calling
out to me, pleading with me to be with him. I have to obey the voice..the voice I yield to every
night........the voice of Bakura, my yami.
            I approach Bakura’s open soul room door. He always leaves his door open, I wonder
why. I can tell my yami is fast asleep by the sound of heavy breathing coming from inside. I
know Bakura is a very light sleeper, so I cautiously creep inside. I dare not wake him, he isn’t
very cheerful when he first wakes- um...ever.
            What’s this? I’m grinning? Why am I grinning? After the horrible things Bakura has put
me through, I should be in here with a large steak knife. He has used my body to torment
whoever got in his way, not to mention the physical torture he’d inflict whenever I would
*cough* foil his plans, isn’t that enough to send me to the brink of insanity? Nah, I’m not as
weak as most people like to think. I can hold my own when need be. What people don’t realize
is Bakura isn’t as tough as he portrays! He hides a lot under that tough exterior.
            I walk over to the bed where Bakura is sleeping and cross my arms. The room is
completely silent aside from his deep breaths. I can see his eyeballs moving under his eyelids. I
smile as Bakura’s lips began to move. He does this often, and I love listening to him spill his
secrets as he slumbers.
“No, don’t go......” he begins, “I need you......need you........want you” Bakura mumbled
incoherently.
Every word made my heart skip a beat. Because we shared a body, I am the only one who knows
the truth about the former grave robber. My yami confesses what was in his heart every single
night, never fail.
            I sit on the edge of Bakura’s bed. I very lightly run my finger down his arm. Some would
say my nightly habits are a bit off the wall, but I don’t care. The agony of the day was well worth
the gratification of the night. Hearing the things my yami says in his sleep give me hope that
maybe someday things will be different.
“Yessss.......touch me.......not..... innocent...” Bakura moaned as I touched his arm. I smirk a little
wickedly as I pull the covers down off of Bakura’s bare chest. I love looking at Bakura’s body.
The notorious King of Thieves may look like me when he was in control of our body, but in his
soul room he looks as he did back in ancient Egypt. His body was deeply tanned and muscular.
His hair is a few inches shorter than my own, but it’s still long. If I didn’t know better I’d say it
looked like a halo, eh.....I know better. The horns hold up the halo, yadda yadda yadda. My yami
is a bad boy, no doubt about it. Ha ha. I wish I was brave enough to ask him how he got that scar
on his cheek. Even with the scar on his cheek, I still think he’s hot. He reminds me of a character
on a soap opera my mother used to watch. This guy named Todd... was was a bad ass, though
very attractive. For some odd reason I’ve always found myself attracte dar darker, wicked men. I can’t
explain it. Anyway, back to my yami. Only I get to see him like this, quite the shame actually.
The King of Thieves would have made a great porn star. What a firm body, damn!
Bakura bit his lip in his sleep as I traced a path from his collarbone down to his navel with my
finger.
“Mmmm..... yes....more”
Doesn’t he know he’s in the spotlight? Does he not realize I’m listening to every word he says?
I can’t resist crawling into bed with my sleeping yami. I need more than to just touch the
wickedly beautiful creature sprawled out infront of me. After removing my blue boxer shorts, I slip
in bed next to Bakura.
“Closer” my slumbering yami moaned lightly. My naked body shivers as the cold of Bakura’s
soul room touches my bare skin
I move closer. Oooh, his body is warm! I’ve never taken things this far before, normally I just
listen to Bakura ramble, but tonight I just can’t hold back. Bakura’s eye twitched slightly in his
sleep as our bodies touched. Oh my god, he’s as hard as a rock!
“Ryou...........feel you...”
What? He said my name!
“Touch....me”
I’m not sure I understand, is he asking me to.....nah. I know he doesn’t feel that way for me. I’m
only his host. Besides, he’s sleeping! This is just too weird.
“Give......in.” He whispers.
I just can’t! This is Bakura! He’s...well let’s face it, he’s an evil bastard! I can’t give in to his
request........though....well, he does look rather......enticing.
What the hell is wrong with me? There’s no just cause for feeling like this.....none! I shouldn’t
feel this for for him, NO! I have to leave....I must go now.....I’m following my hands and not
my head. This just isn’t right. Not with my yami.....no....no....NO!
“Don’t you......want me?” the thief whimpers in his slumber.
Oh bloody hell, what shall I do! I’m so confused! I want nothing more than to pounce on his hot
body and ride him until the end of time!
I’m so preoccupied with my thoughts that I didn’t notice my own hand reaching down and
wrapping around Bakura’s throbbing arousal. Oh gods, what am I doing! Oh hell, he feels so
warm, so tempting.......so.......mine.
I push the covers off, revealing his slender hips and my other hand wrapped around his shaft. I
crawl on top of him and moan softly. He arches his hips upward and moans my name.
“Bakura” I whisper back as I lick my finger. I’ll have to prepare myself, I know there’s no way
I’ll fit him inside of me any other way.
I stare at my yami’s face as I get myself ready for something I’ve never had. I hope I’m doing
this right, it doesn’t hurt, but it is slightly odd feeling. I’ve done this bit before, you know,
experimenting. I’ve never found the spot that I’m told, when stimulated, will send my body into
a state of total sexual euphoria. I’m curious if I even have one of those. I’ve never touched it, so
I’m assuming I don’t.
I think I’m ready now, I hope I don’t end up regretting this......I’m so scared. What if he wakes
up?
No matter, I need this. I need to feel the darkness ie ofe of me.
I guide his rock hard length to my opening, relaxing as much as I can before taking him inside.
Honestly, I don’t know if I can fit it all in!
Slowly I descend onto my yami’s arousal.....very slowly..
Bakura’s finger tips press down into the bed sheets. He moans loudly as I take him inside of
myself.
Owe, this is really hurting me! Tears are pooling up in my eyes. I can’t take him in any further!
The pain is too much! Okay Ryou, slow down big guy, take a deep breath and give yourself time
to adjust.
Breath in.........breath out.......breath in......breath out.
I think I’ve adjusted to him now, somewhat.
I slowly start to move on my yami. I never knew he was this well endowed! If I’d known this
beforehand, I might have thought differently about doing this to him.
Wait a minute......no I wouldn’t have! What the hell was that!?! I’ve never experienced
something so......I can’t describe it!
I start moving him in and out of me faster....deeper......oh holy hell! X marks the spot! Hot damn!
Mm, yeah........this is .....Oh my god, I think I found that sweet spot I’ve heard so much about!
I can’t stop thrusting myself against Bakura harder and harder! I need more of this feeling! It’s
like Christmas, all of my birthdays and Halloween all packed into one little spot! Who’d have
ever thought being one with your darkness could feel so, ahem......fucking awesome!
Eh....I think I better stop hanging around Jonouchi. His bad language seems to be rubbing off on
me.
Oh my god....what’s this? Bakura’s rocking his hips against my thrusts? But, but.....he’s
sleeping? Is this possible?
I reached down and start to stroke my unattended member. Feels....so....good......ooh, yes!
I think......I feel.....my body...his body...we’re so close!
I hear something in my miellielling me to go faster. Bakura?
I obey the voice in my head. I feel it, almost there!
Suddenly, as if a time bomb just went off, both Bakura and I hit our climaxes.
I can’t resist screaming his name as his essence fills me. I collapse on top of Bakura, feeling my
own release between us. I better get rid of the evidence. After slowly removing myself off of
Bakura, I carefully grab my boxer shorts from the edge of the bed and wipe my seed off of my
yami. I highly doubt he’d appreciate waking up with hikari juice on him in the morning.
I toss the shorts aside after I’ve cleaned off every drop.
I lay on my side with my head propped up by my hand and stare at my sleeping yami. How he
slept through all that I’ll never know.
That was simply incredible! I feel so tired now though........so tired.......I can’t keep my eyes
open.......must......rest.......
Before I fall into a deep sleep, I swear I feel Bakura wrap his arms around me. He says
something again, but Im too tired to understand it.
“Sweet dreams.......my puppet. If you only knew.......”
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