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Join Me	By : Yadonushi-sama Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4179 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh! Duel Monsters. I do not make money from this fanfiction. This is a sheerly fan-based work not intended for profit.

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Summary: What would happen if Bakura decided to force Ryou to join him in another manner that fateful night he returned? ( A remake of the church scene from Episode 199) ( One-shot, consensual, M/M, anal, oral, and fingering, ghost sex(?) )
DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! Duel Monsters. This fic is sheerly a fan-based work. Nothing is mine except the writing itself!
It was a very calm night in Domino City, though also such a still one that it was almost unsettling. No cars traversed the streets. No dogs barked from their concrete homes. Not even a single cricket chirped to break the unnatural stillness of the night air.
Everything was just far too quiet, as if the world was holding its breath. The only activity at all was a noticeable flickering streetlight along one of the many deserted roads. It flicked on then off for a few moments, repeating the process every now and then. In a matter of minutes, something finally broke the silence.
The sound of footsteps rapidly approaching the street with the flickering light accompanied by loud, heavy panting filled the eerie silence. The source of the sound was a boy with long white hair running as fast as he could; he looked like he had just seen a ghost. The terrified young man kept running until he came to an alley blocked off by waist high rectangular metal bars stuck deep in the ground. He tried to maneuver his body around the bars and was successful at first until he caught his foot on the edge of one of them and fell to the hard ground with a bit of a startled yell.
Just as he hit the ground, a disembodied gravelly voice boomed from seemingly the thin air around him, “ And where do you think you’re going?”
The white-haired boy on the ground, Ryou Bakura, cried out slightly in fear upon hearing the voice and immediately began to crawl in a desperate attempt to escape it. Finally, he managed to get back on his feet and continued running breathlessly down the alley. Ryou yelled out in sheer panic and disbelief at the situation he was currently in, ” This can’t be happening. Not again!”
With that exclamation the snowy-haired boy kept running as fast and far as his feet would take him. He could hear his heart pounding deafeningly in his ears. Finally, the tall skyscrapers of the city ended and he came to a small forested area with few buildings scattered among the trees. One of these buildings happened to be a church.
It was then Ryou’s knowledge of the paranormal reminded him that evil spirits couldn’t enter holy grounds. He would seek refuge within the Church’s walls. He would be safe! With that thought in mind the boy made a beeline for the entrance of the ‘house of God’.
The whitenette opened the creaky double doors and made haste to close them behind him as soon as he had crossed the threshold. His loud panting from the excursion of running so long filled the room. He said to himself in a breathless, yet reassuring tone, ” I should be safe in here.”
Ryou began to walk forward through the rows of wooden pews, warily scanning the decor of the small sanctuary as he caught his breath. The windows were the traditional multicolored, stained glass churches possessed. Ahead of him was an especially large stained glass window with an abstract design on it overlooking the entire church. However, for a place that was supposed to be comforting and tranquil this holy place was incredibly.. dark.
All of a sudden, the candles situated along the steps leading to the alter flickered to life one by one, startling the boy. The supernatural phenomenon was soon accompanied by an equally supernatural bloodcurdling laugh. It was the same voice from before. Ryou’s plan had not worked; the entity was either unaffected by the holy power of the church or churches really weren’t so protected after all.
The whitenette couldn’t help but let out a small terrified cry before he clenched his fists and tried to stand up to the spirit plaguing him. He said in a firm voice, ” Stop it. Stay away from me!”
The entity replied in a gruff tone, the male voice echoing off the stone walls and filling the building, “ I can’t do that. We still have a mission to complete.”
Ryou murmured in a nearly inaudible, confused tone, ” Mission?”
The evil spirit explained in a mocking voice, “ How quickly you forget. Allow me to remind you. Does the term millennium item sound familiar? Well you promised to help me obtain all seven and at the moment we only have one. But not to worry. I know where the others are. I just need someone to take me to them. And that’s where you come in. After all you’re the vessel that allows me to exist in this world. Now stop resisting and join me!”
Ryou shouted, ” Never!”
The spirit said sternly, ” What makes you think I’m giving you the choice? You will help me and the most powerful force that ever existed will be mine!”
The boy shut his eyes tight and yelled, ” You can’t force me!”
The entity’s voice raised considerably as it boomed throughout the church, “ That’s where you’re wrong mortal!”
In a matter of seconds the stained glass windows burst apart and shards of glass littered the floor and pews of the church. A supernatural force began to engulf Ryou as an unnatural wind swirled around him, whipping his hair and clothes about. His eyes widened before he shut them tight and clenched his fists shouting desperately, ” No!!”
All around him came the mocking laughter of the spirit as his victim screamed again and again as if making one last effort to try and be heard and hopefully rescued. The dark entity bellowed, “ I’ve waited long enough! The darkest shadow game in five millennia will now begin!”
All of a sudden, the wind stopped, the laughter ceased, and everything became deathly silent for a few moments. Ryou slowly opened his eyes and looked around with a confused expression on his face. The voice came noticeably lower this time, “ But first.. I think I should address that little challenge of yours.”
The boy was instantly curious of what the spirit meant by that and asked, ” What do you mean Bakura? What are you going to do?”
Again the unsettling silence reappeared as Ryou received no response. Everything became far too still to the point he could hear the leaves of the trees rustling in the breeze outside. Then, Ryou felt something grab his shirt and there was a distinct tearing sound. He looked towards his arm and his eyes widened as he saw the fabric of his sleeve torn to shreds.
Then, the tearing sounds became more and more frequent as right before his eyes, invisible hands tore Ryou’s light blue overshirt to tattered pieces of fabric hanging limply from his form. He screamed and shrugged off the destroyed shirt, making a mad dash for the double doors that served as the entrance and exit of the church. Ryou pulled at the doors but they wouldn’t budge. It was as if something was holding them closed.
Bakura laughed. “ How rude. Leaving so soon Host? But the fun’s just barely begun!”
Ryou screamed again as he was forcefully yanked away from the door and thrown into one of the many pews. The ripping sounds started up again as now his white and blue striped shirt was suffering the same fate as his overshirt. To any bystander, it would look like the boy’s clothes were magically tearing themselves to pieces. The whitenette protested, ” Stop it Bakura! Why are you doing this!?”
For a moment the tearing stopped as the spirit in question chuckled darkly. “ Why? Because you challenged me Host and I don’t back down from a challenge!”
Then, the destruction of Ryou’s shirt resumed as the boy could feel the chilling night air nipping at his increasingly exposed skin. He gave a loud yell and threw himself from the pew onto the hardwood floor. Bakura merely snickered once more as he ripped off the remains of his vessel’s shirt effortlessly. The boy tensed up when he felt fingers running along his sides, nails digging into them occasionally.
Ryou groaned, ” Bakura.. please.. stop.”
The spirit ignored him and suddenly the boy heard another tear. He looked down to see a huge tear right in the upper thigh area of his jeans. He shook his head in pure defiance and begged, ” Bakura. No. Please god no!”
Bakura growled. “ Haven’t I proven it to you already Host? Your god holds no sway here. Not even in his own home.”
With that, Ryou’s jeans gained more and more tears until they were finally ripped off from around the boy’s waist and tossed carelessly to the ground; what was left of them. Again he was tossed like a rag doll into one of the pews; only this time something was pinning him down so he couldn’t get back up. His shoes were yanked off his feet and thrown into the pews on the opposite side of the room. They made an audible thunk as they hit the hard wood.
His socks were slipped off and tossed as well and the boy looked down to see his bare, pale, slender toes wiggling at him. Then, Ryou tensed up as he felt the last article of clothing beginning to slide down his hips. He whimpered, ” No.. no anything but that.”
Bakura responded, “ You told me I couldn’t force you Host. I’m only keeping my word by proving just how wrong you are.”
Ryou protested, ” B-But you said you could force me to help you.. not this!”
Bakura purred, “ This is merely apart of my plan to get you to join me.”
Ryou tried to continue defying the spirit only to have his boxers swiftly removed. The boy blushed and looked away in sheer embarrassment. Then, he gasped loudly as something wet ran down his neck; it felt like a tongue. He felt something pinch at his nipples and yelped, arching his back a bit.
Bakura gave a chuckle to show his host’s reactions amused him and then continued his invisible journey down the mortal’s naked body. The whitenette felt kisses and nips heading towards his crotch and he raised himself up on his elbows, looking down. He was already beginning to harden. In a split second his eyes screwed shut as something wrapped around his cock and began to stroke it.
He squirmed for freedom but again felt that pressure on his body that wouldn’t allow him to get up any further. What seemed like the rough, moist texture of a tongue passed over the sensitive head of his erection. Ryou moaned and fell back, his head thumping against the pew. He heard yet another condescending chuckle and could imagine the smirk on the spirit’s face all too clearly before his train of thought crashed when something warm, wet, and soft engulfed his dick.
The boy gave a louder, pleasured moan as Bakura began to suck him off. The spirit worked with a greedy mouth, taking as much of Ryou in as he could and sucking roughly. Of course, all the mortal could do was feel his ministrations and imagine what he would look like going down on him if he were visible. He moaned loudly as the suction around his cock increased and he warned in a breathy tone, ” B-Bakura if you keep that up.. I’ll cum!!”
The spirit gave a few more bobs of his head before pulling away completely; Ryou’s cock left his lips with a soft ‘pop’. The boy panted as his eyes were closed in bliss. He wasn’t given much time to recover however as something grabbed his legs and began to lift them up, raising them up towards his chest until his puckered hole was revealed. Bakura gave a soft growl in approval as his host felt something tracing circles around his entrance.
Ryou tried to squirm from the feeling and shook his head in a final protest before the tracing stopped and something long and slender was pushed into his tight hole; a finger. The boy scrunched his face up a bit at the weird feeling. It wasn’t painful but rather uncomfortable. The invisible digit began to move in and out as it worked to stretch him a bit.
Bakura chuckled. “ You’re as tight as a virgin Host. Though you and I are both aware of your innocence.”
The mortal begged, ” P-Please stop Bakura!”
The spirit merely laughed. “ After coming so far? No I’m afraid it’s far too late to stop now Host. Besides I’m just getting started!”
Ryou gave a slight cry of pain as yet another finger was pushed into him alongside the first. Both fingers began to move and stretch him even further, scissoring him occasionally. Suddenly, all pain shifted to an intense jolt of pleasure as a certain spot deep inside the boy was rubbed. He moaned loudly to show it felt good and as if to praise him for the moan Bakura rubbed him there again.
He began to focus on that spot, hitting it over and over again with the tips of his fingers. Ryou writhed and moaned continuously and Bakura took his distracted, pleasured state as the opportunity to slip in a third and final finger which he proceeded to use to stretch his host just a bit more. The boy cried out in pleasure at the assault to his sweet spot and could feel himself getting close to release. However, the fingers suddenly, completely withdrew and the whitenette was left feeling empty and incredibly teased.
He groaned in loss and squirmed as the spirit said in a tantalizing, mischievous voice, “ Oh I’m sorry. Did my little Host actually want more? Perhaps you should tell me what you want and I might give it to you.”
Ryou bit his lip as he thought about his options. Part of him wanted to scream no and flee for the exit. Although, another part of him, the more dominant part at the moment, wanted more pleasure. The boy made up his mind and mewled as he spread his ass cheeks enough to open his puckered entrance a bit more.
Bakura hissed, “ Tell me Host!”
The mortal panted, ” I want your cock deep in my ass… take me Bakura!! Please!!”
Satisfied with the boy’s answer the spirit pushed his hands away from his ass and began to rub at his entrance with his impressive length. With an animalistic snarl Bakura plunged himself into the tight heat. Ryou gave a loud cry of pain as it felt like he was being ripped in two. Though he knew he just had to adjust.
The entity growled, “ You’re still so damn tight. It’s fucking delicious.”
Without warning Bakura began to thrust at a steady pace, gradually working his way deeper into his host’s velvet walls. Tiny tears beaded up in the corners of Ryou’s eyes as it hurt much more than he expected it to. However, he was beginning to get used to the pain and the more the spirit moved inside him the more the pain dulled. The dark entity focused on tunneling deeper within his host, quickening his pace even more and giving off low, pleasured growls and grunts every so often.
Ryou could hear the pew creaking as his body was jerked up and down with the force of the spirit’s movements. It was then Bakura rammed directly into a hard, fleshy mass lodged inside the boy. The whitenette threw his head back and screamed in pure bliss, ” Oh gods Bakura!!”
Bakura’s breathing was ragged as he purred, “ Yesss that’s it Host. Scream my name!”
The boy did just that as the spirit rammed the head of his dick directly into his prostate once more. ” Ah!! Bakura!!”
" Again Host!" Ryou’s prostate was assaulted yet again.
" Bakura!!"
" Louder Host!”
" Bakura!! Bakura!! Bakura!!"
" Who is your master!?”
" B-Bakur- ah!! Ah!! Bakura!!"
" WHO IS YOUR GOD?”
" Ah!! Ahhhh!!!"
Bakura rammed into his host’s sweet spot as hard and viciously as he could. “ I SAID WHO. IS. YOUR. GOD?”
" BAKURAAAAA!!!"
The spirit snarled, “ And don’t you forget it!”
He picked up his pace even more and it was quite clear Ryou couldn’t hold on much longer. His moans had completely turned to screams and he continued to chant his ‘god’s’ name over and over again. The boy felt something pump his erection roughly and combined with the pleasure of the abuse to his prostate he plummeted over the edge. He yelled, ” B-Bakura I’m cumming!! I’m cumming!! I’M CUMMING!! AHHHH BAKURAAA!!”
Hot cum spurted from the tip of Ryou’s cock as his walls closed in around Bakura, making his movements more difficult and increasing the pressure to his thick shaft. With one more harsh thrust the spirit reached his own climax. “ YOU. ARE. FUCKING. MINE!! GAAHH!!”
It felt like Ryou had been filled to the brim and he could’ve sworn he felt something drizzle out of his ass but in truth nothing was there. The feeling of being full left him as Bakura pulled out of him. The boy simply laid there on the pew, his white hair cascading around him as he panted heavily, just basking in the afterglow.
The spirit chuckled darkly. “ In the end I didn’t have to force you. You were completely willing the entire time.”
Ryou went to say something but suddenly his eyes went wide and he gasped as he felt his mind being invaded. The change was almost instantaneous as there lay Yami Bakura in all his naked glory, a satisfied smirk plastered across his face. He sat up and licked his lips. ” Now then.. I believe a change of clothes is in order.. and then.. a visit to my old friend.”
The white-haired man tossed his head back and laughed maniacally and triumphantly. Everything was already going his way and he was alive once more. Now, all of his patience would finally pay off. He would get his revenge no matter the cost and no one could stop him.
Not even his precious little host.
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