Whispers in the Dark | By : BlackGargie Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6866 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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A/N: Thank you, thank you, thank you, everyone, for your
reviews and support! I wouldn’t have done it without you guys! So without
further ado, let’s get on with the rest of the story! I just so happen to be
listening to one of Yu-Gi-Oh’s songs (not sure is OP
or ED soundtrack) entitled Kawaita Sakebi. Such coincidence! :) Enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
Don’t plan to, don’t need to
WHISPERS IN THE DARK
It was a joyous moment as the five
were finally reunited with the Whisperer mates and vice versa. Seto wasted no time into informing his brethren, who were
looking like the living dead ever since they were issued the Forbidden Blue mark
and denied visitations to their beloved, that Joey and the gang were there
waiting at the counseling of the commons’ room to see them. Katz gave his order
out loud and issued the suppressants on each and every one of them before they
were soon seen walking at top speed towards the room.
“You
have 2 hours,” Seth said gravely to them in the Whisperer Tongue, his
ice-cold eyes piercing through the five Whisperers, sending chills through
their spine. “After that, they will have
to leave and never return here ever again. They’ve given their word, so you
better make sure they keep it.”
“Yes,
brother,” Seto said, sporting an identical glare
as he watched his twin, Katz and Obsidian leaving the room. As soon as they
were out, Duke Devlin quickly locked it and was the first to glomp his little Soldier.
“That
was the biggest risk you’ve ever took in your entire life! He could’ve kill you with a glance for trespassing here! What were you
thinking?”
“We had to come here,” Tristan said,
hugging his beloved mate tightly. “After what we heard from that Mahad guy, how could we stay back and leave you alone?”
“Mahad…?” Marik perked up from his hugging his
Dark Chocolate, recognizing the name mentioned.
“Yeah, he asked me to send his
regards to you. I heard about him being engaged to your sister and stuff…”
Before Malik could continue, Marik
had clasped his mouth shut with a death glare in his blood-reddish purple eyes.
Malik knew then that it was a big mistake mentioning
about his sister.
“Brother
Marik, he didn’t mean any harm,” Bakura said in Whisperer Tongue and pried Marik’s hand off his Dark
Chocolate’s mouth.
“I’m…I’m sorry, Master Marik…I didn’t mean to…” Malik
almost stammered, waiting for whatever punishment his
mate would incur his wrath on him. Somehow it didn’t come. Probably because he
is surrounded by his fellow brethren giving him that warning look, or probably
because of Malik’s heavily pregnant state, or
probably because just for that moment, Marik truly
missed Malik and was not in a mood for master-slave
rituals, but Marik decided to hug and hush him in
comfort instead of wanting to pin him to the wall and slap him senseless.
“Aww, that
is so cute~!” Ryou cooed as he watched the two
lovebirds together in each other’s embrace.
“How could they do this to you
guys?” Yugi said, frowning at the mark on his
beloved’s shoulder. “You were only loving us like
anyone else would to their lover and their child. How could they let you suffer
such an unfair death penalty and forbid you guys to see us as if they own you
or something? It’s just not fair!”
“Yeah,” Tristan agreed. “Duke,
you’re the better talker around here. Why did they do this to you?”
“I’m
sorry, I can’t,” Duke replied sadly. “It’s…personal…”
“How personal can it be dat ya can’t see us fer just a moment?!” Joey exclaimed. “Ya
dinna break any rules! So what if ya
guys moved outta ya post tuh see us? Is ya world more offa big deal than ours n our
babies’ lives?”
“It’s
not that simple, young one. We have responsibilities. We have obligations. Just
like you having the obligation to your human world by repopulating the human
race, we have the obligation to look out for our people. The Ethereal Clan is
not as easy living as you think, young one. Please understand our plight.”
“What is it that you’re hiding?” Ryou asked, recognizing the tone that people gave whenever
they have a secret. “Is it something so bad that you can’t tell us about?”
“Hush…”
Bakura whispered, putting a finger on Ryou’s lips. He advanced closer to give him a kiss. It was
a very soft one at first, then it got more and more
passionate until they were literally making out in front of everyone.
“What the…Guys! Get a room!” Malik exclaimed at the way they were snogging
each other like it was nobody’s business.
“I
suppose since we have only two hours to spare, we’ll have to make the most of
it,” Duke chuckled and tickled Tristan’s sensitive spot around the back of
his ear. When Tristan shouted in protest, Duke gave a seductive look and said,
“No time to be shy now, Little Soldier. Come, let’s make
sweet music together, like we always did.”
“P-Pervert…” Tristan’s primal need
betrayed his rationale as he felt his ‘womanhood’ and his nipples aching with
want. Seeking whatever decent distance away from the others (since the room is
quite big), Duke and Tristan began to lose themselves in the passion of
love-making. The same applied to everyone as they, too, looked for a decent
spot to make out, may it be under the table, behind the curtains, on the other
side of the pillars or just plain in the middle of the room. Not many words
were spared as time was of the essence and they wanted to get as much pleasure
out of each other as possible.
As the human five were heavy with
child, the Whisperer five took care not to give either the ‘mother’ or the
children too much strain. Bakura let Ryou remain on his wheelchair while he helped him undress
from his beautiful satin kimono. Placing Ryou’s legs
on his shoulder, Bakura made his way towards his opening
and worked his talented tongue on his clit, licking and sucking and
tongue-fucking his pussy till they were wet with Ryou’s
juice and his own drool. Ryou whined and mewled in
ecstasy. Oh! how he missed the feeling of his
Whisperer mate on him. Bakura tried hard not to cum
just by the voice of Ryou as he continued licking his
Princess’s cup while prepared himself for the grand
entrance. Seeing that Ryou was more than ready—what
with his begging in tears to be entered—he slowly pushed himself in, careful
not to do any harm on the triplets he was carrying. With his hands holding onto
the wheelchair’s armrests for support and Ryou’s legs
wrapped around his waist, he started a steady rhythm which sent Ryou into peals of cries and moans of pleasure.
Yugi and Yami, on the other hand, were just as ecstatic as Ryou and Bakura. Yami, as soon as they were decently alone, immediately dove
under the table and began assaulting Yugi with
butterfly kisses, leaving lovebites everywhere on his
tiny body while his skillful fingers worked on getting his little Light wet and
ready enough to be penetrated. He thought Yugi was
sexy as it is, but seeing a pregnant Yugi moaning and
panting with his half-closed eyes as he adoringly enjoyed every kiss showered
upon him was just simply erotic, and it sent Yami
into the horniest mood he had ever had in his life. No imagination while he was
self-pleasuring himself on those lonely hours in his room could ever compare
with what he was looking at right now. It was all he could do not to just jump
him there and then and ravish him hungrily. When he was done preparing himself
and finally entered him, because he worried about hurting Destiny and Hope, he
rammed into Yugi as moderately as possible, but when Yugi begged for him to go faster and harder, his
reservations went straight out of the window and pounded Yugi
until he was screaming with satisfaction.
Tristan was much more desperate than
his mate when they started getting it on. He was so desperate that he
practically ripped off the loincloth Duke was wearing and attacked his manhood,
licking and sucking and pumping it feverishly and hungrily like it was a piece
of very delicious meat popsicle. Duke purred and panted breathlessly as he let
his mate blow him, his hands gripping tightly at Tristan’s hair, struggling not
to cum too soon. Finally, unable to handle the sweet torture any longer, he
pulled Tristan off his dick and swiftly entered Tristan with one thrust, making
Tristan yelp in pleasure. He didn’t need to prepare his Soldier because he was
already very wet with lust (and the fact that Tristan diddle himself while
blowing Duke), so he just went on and pin him against the pillar, carried and
wrapped Tristan’s legs around his waist and began pounding into him fast and
hard, satiating his two months’ worth of need.
Marik and Malik, as soon as they got behind the curtains, got
straight down to business. Marik told him in his
limited Human Tongue vocabulary that his little Dark Chocolate had been a bad
boy for risking both his and his baby’s life by coming here to the Sky City,
and Malik begged at Marik
to be punished. Instead of making him go on all fours or making him face down
on his lap due to his pregnant situation, Marik made Malik sit down bridal-style on his lap with his legs held
up high enough so that his buttocks were showing. Lifting the bottom of the
kimono to expose his dark Egyptian skin and holding his legs up higher with one
hand, Marik, with his superhuman strength, spanked Malik hard, alternating between cheeks and in the middle. Malik screamed in both pain and pleasure, asking his Master
for another as the pain traveled all the way from his ass to the rest of his
body, including his other nether regions, and by the time Marik
had done spanking him, his ass was going crimson and his pussy as wet as a
fountain. Marik punished him some more for making a
mess by finger-fucking him but not allowing him to cum, and made Malik begged for mercy before cumming
torrents. Entangling Malik’s wrists in the curtain, Marik made his grand entrance and fucked him like he had never
fucked before, venting out all his pent-up lust he had been dying to satiate,
and Malik was all too happy
to oblige and succumb to his torture.
Joey and Seto
were a little bolder as they were the ones getting it on in the middle of the
room. Seto took things slow, feeling him up and down
and licked and kissed his Puppy everywhere, from the tip of his honey-brown
hair to the tip of his honey-tan toes. He suckled at Joey’s breasts, teasing
the nipple with his tongue, pecked at Joey’s soft cheeks, took a whiff of
Joey’s honey milk-scented hair and kneaded his finger on his perfectly round
ass and stroke his protruding belly, all the while enjoying the feel of his
Puppy that he had been denied for so long. Joey whined, asking his mate if he
could blow him, in which Seto gave him a seductive
smirk and obliged to his request. Sitting on his legs the Japanese way, he came
close to his beloved and started blowing him, sucking and licking in intervals
while pumping the rest that his mouth couldn’t engulf. The feeling of his human
mate’s wet mouth and tongue around his manhood made him even bigger and harder,
and was throbbing for release, but as he always did to pleasure his mate to the
max first, he held back and thought about something else irrelevant in particular.
After a while, he decided he had enough playing games and quickly pulled out of
Joey’s mouth, earning a disappointed whine from Joey, and made his Puppy
straddle him with his back facing him, his manhood entering Joey as if it was a
sacred holy orifice that should be intruded with care.
As the sex orgy (sort of) continued,
moans, groans, whines, screams, growls, purrs and all sorts of other noises of
love-making were made throughout the room without even wondering whether anyone
was able to hear or not. If it weren’t for the way the wall and door were
built, Obsidian, who was standing diligently outside guarding the door while
looking at the time, would have heard more than just muffled voices. But then
again, those muffled voices were sending the ever serious and no-nonsense Dark
Magician into silent fits of blushes and he was actually feeling a little bit
hard just hearing them. In the end he had to cast a deafening spell on his ears
so that he could block out the erotic sounds.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes, Bakura…!” Ryou whined, breathless
and filled to the brim with the endless ecstasy. “Yes, god, yes…! I missed you
so much!”
“Love
you…Princess…” Bakura panted as he rammed a little
deeper in Ryou, feeling himself
getting close.
“Oh yeah, Duke, do me harder…!
Deeper…!” Tristan moaned, clawing at Duke’s back.
“Oh
yes…! I know you love it…rough…my little Soldier…!” Duke growled as he
complied with Tristan’s wishes.
“Oh, god…! Yami…!!
I’m going to cum again…!” Yugi cried,
his throat going sore after crying out in orgasm for goodness knows how many times,
and loving every minute of it.
“Going…close…”
Yami replied, feeling his pit of the stomach
tightening into an impossible pressure.
“Oh, Master, please! Punish
me…punish me more…! I’m your slave…!” Malik groaned,
his womanhood being pounded again and again with the force of a freight train
as his hardened nubs ached badly by his Master’s pinch.
“Good…slave…”
Marik grinned, pounding feverishly into him and
spanking, biting and pinching him at the same time.
“Dragon…! Seto…my
Dragon…! I love you…SETO…!!!” Joey screamed, crying
and drooling and pretty much was making a mess of himself.
“Love…you…too…”
Seto whispered, holding back his orgasm as long as
possible, but was sure he was going to explode any minute.
A loud and long scream of orgasmic
completion soon echoed throughout the room as they all reached the pinnacle of
heaven and back again.
--:--
The five pairs of lovers hugged each
other tightly, not willing to let go, as they all gathered at the vortex that
led them into Sky
City. Like clockwork, as
soon as their two hour visitation is up, Lord Seth and Lord Katz showed up and
told Obsidian to knock the door, signaling that it was time to go. Hearing the
knock of the door, the Whisperers used their magic to wipe out any evidence of
their love-making while the humans hurriedly got dressed. By the time they
opened the door, no one was the wiser as to what was going on, except Obsidian
who was giving the lovers a knowing look, in which Joey and the gang grinned
sheepishly.
To make sure that there’s no foul
play, Lord Seth and Lord Katz, along with a few bodyguards, personally followed
them and Obsidian to the vortex to see them off. Once they reached there, Joey
was the first person to run to Seto and hugged him
tight, crying buckets of tears as he realized that they had made the promise to
Lord Seth and that this was the last time they would ever see each other again
before the delivery day. The rest soon followed, hugging their Whisperer
spouses and sobbing while their Whisperer counterparts stroked and hushed them,
telling them it was alright.
“We
had a deal, ladies,” Lord Seth reminded them. “You’ve had your two hours. Now please leave.”
“Beloved,
please,” Lord Katz whispered. “Allow
them these few moments of separation. They deserve this.”
Lord Seth sighed and waited a little
impatiently for them to finish saying their farewells. Before he could remind
them again that they have outstayed their welcome, Obsidian made the first
move. He held out his staff and separated the lovers and immediately
materialized the chain link on their wrists. Before they knew it, they soon
found themselves screaming and crying and kicking as Obsidian levitated the
five up into the vortex while Lord Seth and Lord Katz held the five protesting Whisperers
back, disappearing into the closing vortex.
“Why did you do
that?! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!” Malik screamed as he hit out at Obsidian, though his hits
were not even making the Dark Magician flinch.
“We just wanna
say goodbye! Is dat so much tuh
ask from ya?!” Joey yelled tearfully.
“How could you do
this to us?! How could you?!” Tristan was next to lash out at the
nonchalant Dark Magician. The rest just huddled together and cried bitterly,
knowing that no matter how much they protested, there
was no moving the mute Dark Magician from changing his mind.
After letting the stronger of the
five hit out at him (but without much effect), he was about to reach over to
take one of their hands to guide them back to the border when he was suddenly
hit with a huge greenish blast, knocking him out cold. He passed out and
floated away from the five, and when Yugi tried to
reach over to grab him, a few pairs of hands pulled him and the gang back,
holding them in a tight grip. The five spun round and didn’t take a while to
recognize their assailants.
“Y…You!” Ryou exclaimed.
A lady figure appeared from behind
their assailants, smiling evilly with her eyes glowing blood-red. The five
gasped as they saw who she was.
“Hello, boys.
We’ve been waiting for a long, long time in here. Care to join our little
party?”
A/N: Oh dear, oh dear, OMG~!!! What’s gonna
happen next?! I’m not gonna tell you! You have to
find out yourself! LOL! I’m evil, I know, but a little necessary evil goes a
long, long way. Oh, btw, another coincidence! When I was done typing this fanfic, I was just listening to another of Yu-Gi-Oh’s song entitled ‘Although We Will Fail Tomorrow’ by
Wands (I think)! Ho ho ho!
The computer is really indulging my work right now! Reviews plz!
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