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Pain is Temporary, Love is Forever	By : Taiorami Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2115 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Pain is Temporary, Love is Forever

I don't own Bakura or Ryou. Life is sucky that way, ne?

Was: It's the Humidity, under Taiorami at ff.net. But it got reported� *Shrugs* Now I�m back again!

Pairing: Bakura/Ryou, Yami/Yugi, Seto/Jou, Otogi/Honda, Malik/Mokuba/Marik.

Notes: It's NC-17, my first, and unbeated.

Look, if you're under 18...wait no, the author isn't even old enough to read this so fuck that. (I�m only 17 myself�) If you have a problem with homosexuality AKA two people of the same gender being together in a biblical sense, please just leave. I don't want nor need your attention and opinions of my work, as it were. I'm just having fun doing what I do best, so get lost. Yes, I know, I�m a bitch�

Summery: A heat wave smacks Domino hard and it leads certain people to do things they wouldn�t normally do. Is there some sinister force at work�or is it just hot as hell?

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Ryou and Bakura:

Sweat

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It was hot.

Ryou frowned and looked at the remote, which had somehow ended up on the far side of the coffee table and just out his reach, forlornly.

Too hot to get up and get the remote. And, by some evil twist of fate, his house didn't have any air-conditioning, meaning he had to suffer through this evil heat wave. But, on the upside, his yami refused to come out of his room because of the heat and, as he had put it while walking away from him this morning, 'Ryou's constant bitching'.

If Ryou had known all he had to do was complain to get rid of his yami he would have done it a lot more. But that was beside the point.

It was *really* hot.
And maybe his yami didn�t bother him too much. More scared him than anything. Bakura claimed that after he�d put the ring back into the tablet he�d gone to hell along with Malik only to be forcibly kicked out after they somehow managed to take the place over. And now Ryou had to deal with his abusive hell spawn of a yami for the next�eternity.
The worst part was that he didn�t mind. There was something very wrong with him.

He rolled onto his stomach. Or tried to anyway. He ended up pitching over the edge of the couch and landing on the hardwood floor with a thump. He was surprised to find that the wood was a lot cooler then the couch.
So he stayed there, pillowing his head on his arms, and sighed while watching the dust bunnies move about as he breathed. In and out, back and forth, towards and away�

He realized dimly that he had a whole new respect for his yami. Anyone who could grow up in Egypt and live through those summers deserved a medal of some kind. It had never been this hot in England. Sure, they had hot times, but it actually rained a great deal.

He wished it would rain.
He would let Bakura go on one of his crazy stealing bingers for some rain. Hell, he would personally go out and kill someone if he could just go and sit in the rain for a little while.

He looked at the remote again, wondering if maybe he could reach it if he stretched. But did he want to go through the effort? And what if he starched and he still couldn't reach it? That would be such a waste of perfectly�good�energy

He felt a small tug from inside of him and raised an eyebrow as his Yami emerged from the kitchen and stalked over to the remote, a sneer curling his lips. He must have heard his thoughts of felt his frustration or�something along those lines. He had a good idea what was coming next.

He didn't even bother to put a hand in defense when the remote came hurtling towards his head. It smacked him right in the temple and he winced. He glared up at Bakura before going back to his inspection of the dust bunnies.

What was with that name anyway? Dust bunnies? They were made of dust sure, but they didn't look anything like bunnies. Why not just dust balls or something like that? People gave stuff the strangest names.

Like his Ring. Sure, it was round and all but was it really a ring in the sense that most people thought of a ring? No, it was a necklace with a very large round charm hanging from it and he got that Isis had the Necklace already, but honestly-

"Get up."

"�no." He squinted at the imposing figure. "It's too hot for this right now."

Bakura looked a little startled that his normally compliant light was talking back to him. Ryou smirked darkly to himself. How nice, he�d finally managed to shock his darkness. It was a shame he was probably going to get his ass kicked for it. "Ryou-"

"Can you just beat me up while I�m on the floor and then go away? It's just�I don't want to do this right now. It�s so bloody hot." He whined a little bit. So, it wasn't going to help his case any, his Yami hated whiners and weaklings, both of which Ryou was according to him. But he found he couldn�t help himself, he just really didn't want to get up. It was so hot he swore he could see his sweat turning to little puffs of steam before his eyes.

A hand grabbed his arm and he was hauled up to his feet. He glared half-heartedly, hoping that he hadn't just been forced to get up so he could be knocked back down. Brown eyes stared into his own then narrowed before he was shoved back onto the couch.

"It isn't even that hot."

"Whatever." He muttered, slumping over. He was pulled back into a sitting position. He pouted unhappily. What did he want now? If he didn't want to beat him up or yell at him why the hell was he out of his ring?

Bakura blinked, a little taken aback by the pitiful look on his lights face. He might have taunted Ryou about being weak and femme, but Ryou had never actually acted it before. Well�okay, maybe he was a little femme with the neatness, and the pictures of half-naked men on his wall, and the way he whined if Bakura touched him hair. But he�d never actually acted weak. He always fought him, even when he knew he was going to get the shit knocked out of him for it.
Bakura kind of admired that.
And yet there he was, pouting like a three year old who'd been told they couldn't have any candy. But�he didn't look completely unappealing that way. He licked his bottom lip thoughtfully.

Ryou's hair was matted to his head and face with sweat, long white strands fanning out against his skin. It was half hiding his heavy lidded brown eyes and His lower lip was stuck out and quivering in an attempt at pity. And, thank Ra for this head, he was wearing a tank top that showed off a fair amount of milky white skin above his navel, and pair of cut off jean shorts that clung to his legs and were just barely decent. Bakura hadn�t even known he�d owned clothing like this.
He was also sitting there unmoving, arms limp at his sides with one leg curled under his body and other was dangling to the floor. His eyes were trained on the floor and the way his hair fell gave him a meek appearance.

He looked vulnerable. Bakura could appreciate such things.

"Yami�why're you looking at me like that?" Ryou looked up through his bangs, visibly afraid now. Bakura was silent for a moment before a wicked grin curved his lips at the sudden flood of images.
Yes, he could easily appreciate his light.

"I just thought of a way to take your mind of the heat."

Ryou shrank back. "I don't know what it is but no."
Bakura rolled his eyes (Why did Ryou always have to act like he�d asked some kind of fucking question instead of just doing what he said to do.) He pulled Ryou so he was poised on the very edge of the couch and dropped down to his knees.
The albino stared at his dark in shock. What the hell was going on here? Had Bakura lost his mind or something? What was he going to do to him this time? Ryou's gaze darted around for something he could reach for in order club his dark with when Bakura popped the button of his shorts and pulled the zipper down. Bakura yanked them down and Ryou yelped as air rushed over his more�sensitive bits.
He felt his body flush as he felt his dick stir at the sudden lack on confinement. This was sooooo embarrassing.
�No underwear. I�m shocked.� Bakura muttered as he stroked the already half-hard cock. He�d never taken Ryou for the type, heat wave or not. His eyes grew so wide and he stammered so bad Bakura was half afraid he was on the verge of some kind of fit.
Ryou could only stare at the smirking teen.

Content that his light wasn�t going to pass out (yet) Bakura sucked the head of Ryou's cock into his mouth. The white haired boy gasped and jerked, shutting his eyes tight as his other half engulfed his member is hot wetness.
And this wasn't the horrible sticky hot that made him want to lie around all day; this was wonderful heat that set his entire body on fire. Still, this wasn�t right. It was very oh god that felt so good bad. He couldn�t let Bakura do this.
He pushed at his dark�s shoulders. �St-stop. Bakura don�t!�
He was ignored.

Bakura sucked hard, watching with faint amusement as Ryou's head dropped back and a ragged groan escaped the boy's lips. It seemed his light had changed his mind. He ran his tongue along the underside and used his teeth lightly to find sensitive spots but never really added any real pressure, deliberately driving his light closer to the edge but keeping release just out of reach.

Ryou tried to thrust into his dark's mouth but a sharp pinch to his inner thigh warned him not to try it again. He bit his lower lip hard drawing blood then let out a strangled cry when Bakura swallowed around his length. A low chuckle met this and he swore he could feel himself falling apart at the seams as some kind of fire roared up and threatened to consume him.
Bakura began to move up and down his length and he felt himself go over the edge. His blunt fingers dug into the cushions of the couch and a soft ripping noise filled the air, before he cried out and released in his dark�s mouth. He felt Bakura�s throat moving as he swallowed down each of the spurts of cum and couldn�t help but moan. Shivers went up and down his spin at the sensation. He slumped boneless onto the couch and Bakura released him with a wet pop.

Ryou stared at his darkness, unable to stop his body from shuddering in the wake of his release. He wasn�t sure what he was supposed to say or think now. He�d never�done that before. He�d thought about it, he was a tiny bit ashamed to admit, but he�d never been a position to do it.
Or have it done.
Or whatever.

Bakura licked his lips, looking incredibly feline, and watched the smaller boy for a moment before pulling the compliant Ryou onto the floor beside him. He leaned forward and licked Ryou�s earlobe before speaking.
�Still hot?�
Ryou blushed darkly and Bakura chuckled before pushing forward so he landed on his hands and knees. He was suddenly eye level with the bulge in Bakura�s pants and he felt himself turning an even darker shade of red.
�N-n-no.� The albino was back to stuttering. He looked up through thick eye lashes and Bakura could feel his worry and confusion. He didn�t know what Bakura was going to do next and was wondering if he should run while he had the chance.
He loved every burst of panic his light sent him.
He wanted to bend him over and fuck him until he was sure Ryou wouldn�t be able to sit right for a week, but he wasn�t in the mood. Well, he looked down at his erection, he was in the mood of course, but he wasn�t really in the mood for Ryou. Malik would be able to help him out though, the Egyptian was always good for a little fun.
�I�m going to see Malik. No more whining about the heat, understand me?�
�Yes.�
�Good.�
He expected his light to just let him leave but Ryou surprised him. The albino�s arm darted out and a small hand fisted in the fabric of his shirt. He arched an eyebrow. What in the hell did he think he was doing now?
�What?�
�You�I�umm.� He was blushing again but his eyes were trained on Bakura�s crotch. He couldn�t help but leer at the smaller teen.
�You want to help me out?�
Ryou swallowed. �I�I�yes?�
He smiled. Ryou was so cute when he had no idea what he was doing. Still, leave it to his light to make a big deal out of a blow job.
He paused, considering just how much this was going to hurt his light, then shrugged mentally He�d get over it. He pushed Ryou so the boy was on his hands and knees again then went to disposing of his own shorts. He slid behind him, taking a moment to gaze appreciatively at the smooth white behind. A tiny thrill went through him at the realization that he was about to do something no one else ever had to Ryou and, beyond that, something his light had probably never even dared think about.
Ryou was bewildered for a moment as to what his yami was doing. He�d expected him to want Ryou to do what he�d just done but that didn�t seem to be the case. He opened his mouth to question it when something wet and hot touched him�in a place he hadn�t expected. He let out a strangled gasp.
�Bakura!�
His dark gave no indication that he heard him and strong hands grasped the cheeks of his ass and spread them apart. Bakura�s tongue licked over his opening again and then the tip darted inside. Ryou started to jerk away but Bakura held him firmly in place. The tongue delved in deeper, now seeming to burn a path to Ryou�s very core.
He was surprised to find he was getting hard again and choked back a cry. He�d never gotten hard so soon after cumming but indeed his dick was rising. Bakura�s tongue went deeper at the same time his dark pulled him closer and his vision went white for a moment.
He didn�t even realize he�d screamed.
When he came back to himself Bakura was pressed against him so his chest was against Ryou's back. The Thief King bent down enough to capture the boy's lower lip into his mouth.

His lip was still bleeding and the metallic taste filled Bakura's mouth and he licked over it, drawing in the taste. Ryou moaned into his mouth and he couldn�t help but smirk at the glazed look in his light�s eyes. He wrapped one arm around Ryou's waist, holding him still, then drew the smaller back, closing his eyes as he slid into his other half.
Ryou blinked once in surprise as the head of Bakura�s cock pressed against him then pulled away, crying out in pain as the head pressed into him. Bakura held fast to him and didn�t allow him to get away and entered him fully.

When Bakura was sheathed in the smaller boy's passage he forced himself to stay still for a few moments so he could see how Ryou was. His light�s inner muscles were squeezing his cock tightly in attempt to force him out and he could see that Ryou�s erection had flagged. He frowned.
It wouldn�t do to have Ryou start screaming or pass out or anything of that sort. The boy's head was dropped down so his chin was touching his chest and tears were falling to the floor.

"Stop that." He scolded in annoyance.

"�it hurts." His voice wavered as he drew in a deep breath before speaking uncertainly. �I don�t think I want to do this.�

"You'll like it." He sighed. Ryou was really a whiner. If not for Bakura he�d probably never ever allow himself to have any fun.

"Yami please."

"Be quiet Ryou." The former tomb robber whispered, warm breath caressing his ear and making him shudder.
It felt like someone had shove a very large and thick burning hot poker into him and was trying to use it to split him apart from the inside. To be blunt it didn�t feel good and he couldn�t imagine what possessed people to do it.
He wanted Bakura out of him but his yami didn�t seem inclined to listen. Even more than that as much as he wanted his dark off of him, and out of him, something inside of him was keeping him from fighting like he knew he should have been. He bowed his head so his chin met his chest and gritted his teeth.
Should he just allow it? He may never get another chance with Bakura and as much as it hurt it had to get better otherwise people wouldn�t do it, right? He felt his dark move and let out a small gasp but otherwise said nothing.

Bakura pulled back some then pushed back in, making Ryou hiss as the pain ignited again. One hand touched his hip while the other one searched out his now soft member.
He moved in time to the way he was stroking Ryou�s cock and the smaller teen couldn�t help but be just a tiny bit shocked (and appalled) to find he was getting hard again.
Bakura achieved a rhythm of sorts while the pain lessened for his other half and became a dim ache. A pleasant dull ache. Ryou�s cheek�s flamed at the thought as well as the feeling. It felt�okay. Then Bakura brushed against something that made sparks go off on the back of Ryou's eyelids. He screamed again thrust back, ashamed of himself even as he did. But it felt�really good. He wanted that feeling again.

He was rewarded with a hand stilling his movements and a throaty chuckle. He whimpered in lose. "Told you."

Ryou turned his head a little as he made another attempt at pushing back. "please?"
Bakura�s pupils dilated at the way his light spoke, soft voice shaking. His fingers dug into Ryou�s hip but the smaller gave no indication that he even felt it. �Say it again.�
Ryou looked confused for half a second then his eyes lightened up with understanding and he was quick to comply. �Please yami, do that again. I need you to do again.� He paused for a moment, willing his slightly hazy mind to find the words he wanted. All he could find was what he�d already said. �Please.�

Bakura gave a small nod before thrusting back in, going faster and deliberately moving over that spot that was making Ryou come apart on the inside.

Soon Ryou's world was reduced to the feeling of his dark all but pounding into him, harder and faster with each noise of approval that left his throat. The feelings it caused in his body were amazing and seemed to center in the pit of his stomach, coiling and growing greater.
The harsh panting in his ear and the hot breath on the back of his neck, almost burning him with their intensity and yet he wanted more of it, the hand around his erection and the sound of flesh on flesh, nothing else mattered or registered to his mind. It was like�an intense fire, consuming him like before but even more so. His vision went white again as he tilted his head back and screamed. He felt his body go rigid and then the white went black.

Bakura felt Ryou come, the warm splash in his hand at the same time Ryou's channel tightened around him, milking his cock. He thrust into the boy a few more times then came deep within his light, sending his seed into the formerly virgin passage with a satisfied grunt, before collapsing onto of him. Ryou's arms gave out and they both fell to the ground, breathing unevenly.
Actually, he realized after a moment, Ryou had passed out.

Virgins. Couldn�t do anything with them.

Bakura stayed there for a moment, savoring the afterglow that came from the act, before the real world started to seep in. The TV was on, he could hear cars and people outside.

Oh yeah, and it was hot. He pushed himself off out his light and craned his neck to watch the chocolate brown eyes flutter open. He leaned down so their lips were almost touching. Ryou looked at him, a touch of hope in his chocolate colored eyes.
Heh. He thought because he had fucked him that there was something there. He traced the boy's lips with his tongue, delighting in the way those lips parted to him without question, before straightening up and smacking his light on the butt sharply. Pain colored Ryou�s features for a moment.

"Clean up. Your dorky friends won't like it if they finds you like this."

Ryou blinked then nodded tiredly. "Right." Bakura ran a hand through his hair then turned and all but ran up the steps, leaving Ryou alone, sticky, and�

It was still hot.

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Ryou: *Blushing* Oh my�

Tai: Bakura! You�re so mean.

Bakura: Pft. He�s lucky he got such fantastic sex. I should have kicked his ass for whining.

Tai: He probably would prefer a spanking. He seemed to enjoy the pain and humilation. My poor little masochistic uke.

Ryou: I am not! �.*coughs* �do you do spankings.

Tai: *Smirk* You�re such a pervert Ryou. Get the nice people to review and we�ll talk.

Bakura: You heard her, review so we can fuck again.

Ryou: *Sighs* Plus tell her what and who you want to see next.
1) Seto interrupts Jou while the puppy is working at the ice cream shop.

2) Yugi and Yami in the game shop basement.

2) Malik and Marik get stuck watching Mokuba, as Seto is off buggering Jou and what have you. (Who is fifteen, so no shota here)

3) Honda and Otogi and a failed attempt a studying.

5) Bakura tortures Ryou some more. Because it�s fun.
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