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Disclaimer - You all know this part . . . I don't own them, yada, yada, yada . . .
Author's Notes - Okay . . . here is some background on Bakura and how they are going to react to Yami/Ryou . . . or rather, Yami's Sex Ed. lessons. He
would make a good teacher, ne?

Chapter 17 - Emotional Backlash

Yami paused in the doorway of the living room, looking towards the couch longingly as he shifted his pants once again to give himself more room.
"Tight leather and major hard on's really don't wel well," he grumbled to himself before continuing on to the second floor bathroom for a cold shower.
He wasn't going to wake his lover's for this . . . as much as he wanted to, he didn't want either of them to feel that he was just using them for sex. So, a
cold shower and then some tv would have to do the trick to take his mind off of Ryou, Yugi, and their 'sex-ed lesson'.
Caught up in his own thoughts, Yami didn't hear Bakura slip off the couch behind him and follow him.
Flicking on the lights in the second floor bathroom, he turned the water on, letting it heat up as he slowly slipped his pants down over his hips and stepped
out of them, hissing as the leather grazed his sensitive erection on the wawn hwn his legs. He nearly jumped out of his skin when a pale hand slid over his
hip to cup him in one cool, silk skinned palm, the fingers tightening deliciously.
"I don't think a cold shower is going to help you with this . . ." Bakura murmured against his neck, his warm breath puffing against the lightly tanned skin.
Yami groaned, then bit back a howl as his erection was pumped gently.
"'Kura," he whispered, letting his head fall back on his lover's shoulder. "I didn't want to wake you . . ."
"Too late for that . . . I woke up the minute whatever it was that happened started . . ." the man growled. Yami froze, his slowly working mind catching on
those words. He placed his hand over Bakura's own to still his actions before turning his head slightly so he could look up into Bakura's eyes. Those dark
eyes were swimming with lust . . . but it was different from the times he and Bakura had been together before this. This . . . it was like an echo . . . and
suddenly Yami knew what was going on. Removing Bakura's hand gently from his erection, he stepped away and grabbed a towel, wrapping it around his
waist before turning to face his lover, who still stood where he had left him, a confused look on his face.
"Bakura," Yami murmured, his voice hoarse. "I don't want you doing this . . . because you're sensing what I'm feeling. If we do anything . . . I want it to
be what you want, not what your empathic senses are forcing you to do." Those words seemed to wake Bakura out of whatever daze he was in . . . he
stepped back suddenly, his eyes widening.
"Yami . . . what . . .?" Yami stepped forward, one finger resting gently against Bakura's lips to still his words.
"I'm telepathic, Bakura, remember? I know what it feels like to be out of control . . . it's not a pleasant feeling, and I don't want anything we do together
to be tainted by that. When we make love to each other, I want it to be you . . . not myself in another body." He leaned forward, his hand gently caressing
the taller man's cheek as hokedoked up into confused brown eyes gravely. "You're having trouble shielding from me, aren't you?" he asked quietly. "Why
didn't you tell me before this?"
"I . . ." Bakura started, and then stopped, his gaze breaking away from Yami's to stare down at the hand Yami had resting against his chest. "I can't," he
whispered finally. "You've gotten in too close . . . and I don't know how to shield from you like that." Yami sighed before maneuvering Bakura into a
chair, taking off the towel and stepping into the slightly warm shower, using the colder water to calm his still aching need so that both he and Bakura could
think straight.
"This has happened before, hasn't it?" he asked over the sound of the running water. "But your lover's didn't stop you, did they?" He sensed Bakura
shaking his head before the man remembered Yami couldn't see him.
"No . . . they didn't know what was going on, and I didn't know how to stop myself," Bakura murmured, almost too softly for Yami to hear him. "I . . . I
felt like a passenger in my own body. That was before I learned to keep people at a distance. I would do things that I really didn't want . . . because my
body was reacting to what they were feeling. I . . . I came away from those couplings feeling so used and out of control. Eventually, I just learned to block
everything out, including my own feelings. I was so scared . . ."
"And now you've let me get in behind those shields, and you can't get them back up," Yami finished for him. Turning off the water, he stepped out of the
shower and reacquired his towel, snagging another one for his hair. "Bakura . . . you should have told me before this. The last thing I want you to feel is
that you're out of control in this . . . I know how that feels, and I don't enjoy it anymore than you probably do." He reached down, pulling Bakura up out
of the chair and downstairs to his bedroom. Snagging a pair of sweat-pants the the floor . . . they were too big for him, which meant they were probably
Marik's - Bakura refused to wear sweat-pants for some odd reason - he pushed the taller man onto the bed before settling into his huge black cushioned
papa-zan chair facing the brown eyed man calmly. His hormones had calmed, thanks to the shower and the current dilemma, and he was back to thinking
clearly.
"Is there any other time since we've met that this has happened?" he asked quietly. Bakura shook his head.
"No . . . every other time, my empathic senses have only kicked in after we'd already started. Yami . . . I don't know what to do. Please . . . I don't want
to go back to being a nearly emotionless shell, not with you, but I don't know how else to deal with this." There were tears in his eyes suddenly, which he
tried to hide by ducking his head . . . only to find Yami suddenly on the bed beside him, gentle fingertips forcing his chin up so that he met the concerned
crimson gaze head on. He hated having Yami see this weakness . . . he hated weakness in himself in all forms.
Yami smiled slightly, sensing what was going on in his lover's head.
"You're not weak, Bakura," he murmured, leaning forward to brush a gentle kiss across the other's lips before pulling back. "But you're confused and
disoriented, and that's to be expected from a power like yours. I can teach you to shield, if you want me to." Bakura looked into his eyes, hope bleeding
into the warm chocolate gaze.
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