Realm of Desire | By : RoseBudNRiomi Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 7017 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Tea didn't exactly know when she fell asleep, only that she must have, for the next time she opened her eyes she found herself sitting cradled in the Dark Magician's lap, his long fingered hand stroking the side of her face and neck in tender fascination. Her breath hitched in her throat as a shudder filtered through her body at the touch. What was he doing?
Her question was partially answered as the Dark Magician's fingers trailed down her neck to trace delicately along her collarbone. Tea felt a shudder rippled throughout her body at the same time she bit her lip to stifle the gasp. The magician seemed amused by this as a small smirk appeared on his lips. Tea found her gaze drawn to that smirk, to those lips, and found herself wondering what it would feel like if he were to kiss her. Her eyes widened. Where had that thought come from?
For a vague moment, she wondered why she was still sitting in his lap. Why she hadn't made an attempt to move. Why she was suddenly feeling so comfortable when she should be feeling appalled, yet she was so far from appalled that her qualms were almost instantly eradicated from her mind. His touch was something different, something she definitely wasn't used to. No matter how hard she tried to make herself feel flustered about the subconscious thoughts running rampant through her mind or about his obviously conscious actions, Tea found it nearly impossible to do. In all honesty, the magician seemed to have innocent intent and she really was enjoying his lingering touches anyway, so... What was her complaint again?
His touches were... soothing. Stirring something within her, making her never want to object... But, when his fingers finished tracing her collarbone, they continued their previous downward trek until they reached the curve of her breast and his palm came to rest firmly over the fullness of her soft mound. She gasped, ready to spit a line of perverted names and whack him one, but the words never made it past her thoughts. Her arms remained at her sides. All because without warning those lips that had left her wondering were now over her own, quenching all her previously curious thoughts.
Tea moaned, the sound muffled against the Dark Magician's mouth as he continued to move his lips across her own. The hand on her breast shifted, moving in small, rhythmic motions, every once in awhile kneading the supple flesh with his fingers.
She was being pulled in. Those lips. His touch. It all caused an electrical current to spark within her, making her jolt, moan and gasp all into his soft, yet firm mouth that had taken such sudden possession of hers. Warm fingers grazed the inner part of her right thigh, just below the hem of her skirt, causing her to gasp and moan. 'This is insane,' she thought. 'It can't possibly be happening.' Yet, Tea couldn't seem to bring herself to protest or resist. Even as the fingers strayed higher, moving to trace a teasing path between her legs, Tea could feel herself melting even further into the lap she was firmly settled in.
Finally, Tea felt the paralysis leave her arms and she raised them, fully intending on pushing away, but found that, instead, they crept upward to wrap around the neck of the Dark Magician. Urged on by her action, the card character turned flesh and blood shifted slightly, lifting Tea's slight weight from his lap in order to lay her down upon his cape which had somehow gotten spread beneath them.
She stared up at the figure hovering above her, her eyes trekking over his features. They were definitely those of a very handsome individual, and Tea had a hard time remembering that he wasn't supposed to be real. Tufts of his teal colored hair framed his fair features and Tea found she once again seemed to have no control over her limbs as her arms rose up to remove the magician's hat from his head.
Lowering his head slightly, the Dark Magician allowed the hat to be slipped from atop his head, the removal of it allowing his hair to fall freely. Tea gasped in surprise as the long, silken locks tumbled from where it had been held in place by the headpiece, surrounding them with the luxurious blue-green curtain.
Her fingers ran through his hair, relishing the silky feel of the soft strands all the way to the tips before allowing her hands to move to the magician's chest. With an unknown instinct, her fingers began to work loose the little buttons on the front of the top, releasing them one by one while slowly revealing a finely sculpted chest in the process.
'I can't believe I'm doing this... I can't believe I'm doing this... I can't believe I'm doing this.' The mantra continued in her mind, even as she slid the top from the broad shoulders and taking it off completely, tossing it to the side where she had previously thrown the hat.
Her eyes rose to meet his face and watched in fascination as that amused smirk came to his lips once again. The quietness of the cave, interrupted only by the soothing sound of the falling rain outside, lent an air of seductiveness to the enclosure that no mere woman could resist. Or maybe... maybe it was simply the presence of the handsome man hovering over her.
His gaze held her own captive as she found herself lost in his eyes. Eyes which stared down at her with such intensity that they seemed to mark her, brand her, body and soul. Even if she had wanted to look away, she wouldn't have been able to. The truth was, she didn't want to ever leave the deep abyss of his marine gaze. She was so fixated on his eyes that she missed the seductive act of him licking his soft, thin lips, though she was very much aware of his head languidly dipping lower, closing the distance between his mouth and hers. Expecting to be caught up in another fiery kiss, Tea's lips parted, her eyes slipping closed as she readied herself for a second helping of his tantalizing touch.
Her eyes flew open, however, as the pressure of his lips fell upon a much sweeter spot; a spot that caused her to articulate a quivering moan as her eyes drifted back closed in pleasure. Her right hand found refuge in his silken strands, lacing her slender fingers through his hair as she twirled abstract designs along his scalp, somewhat mimicking the subduing trace of his tongue along the tender pulse of her neck.
She felt the hand that had recently played havoc along her inner thigh resume its actions, this time lurking closer to the heat she'd hardly realized accumulated there. She was amazed at the new reactions her body was having to his touch, especially when she felt a single finger brush her most intimate spot, the gesture seeming to send a spark of electricity racing through her veins as she shuddered uncontrollably.
As a soft moan escaped her lips, the free hand of the magician began to trace a path up her side to the front of her blouse. Tea didn't know if she should be thankful or ashamed that her choice in clothing for the day seemed to have strayed to the "quick to take off" area. The row of hook and eye catches on her shirt were no obstacle whatsoever to the magician's skilled fingers. The nimble digits seemingly worked magic as one by one, the catches were released, allowing the soft swell of her breasts to be fairly quickly revealed. As each inch of skin was revealed, it was soon after covered with the scorching heat of mouth and tongue as the magician followed the path he had uncovered.
Moaning deeper, Tea could only arch into the press of his mouth as her fingers delved deeper into the thick sea of aqua silk they were buried in. After pushing the parted material away, the magician leaned up, allowing his eyes to feast on her heaving breasts as she fought to catch her breath. The hand that had been teasing her beneath her skirt withdrew and came to rest at the band of said skirt, his fingers pausing a moment, as if to see if she would protest. When she didn't, they began picking insistently at the button before finally undoing it and sliding down the zipper.
Once that was done, the towering male rose up completely and Tea immediately missed his warmth as the cool air of the cave assaulted her exposed skin. She shivered, but complied as he urged her to sit up before removing her top and tossing it in the direction of his own top and hat. Now she sat before him in only her skirt, which was partially undone, panties and socks, her shoes having been taken off earlier as she sat near the fire.
He moved in close to her once more, planting his lips to the crook of her neck and immediately the heat lost was returned, scorching through her body, turning the blood that flowed through her vein into molten lava. She fell back onto the pleasantly soft fabric of his cape and he followed, his mouth making a wet trail from her neck to the exposed, delicate flesh of her breast.
She inhaled deeply as an inebriating mist of lust clouded her vision and his touches lulled her into a place where she could hardly breath and could only feel. He lowered his head then; tongue darted out to trace her belly-button before dipping inside briefly. She groaned and once again hid her fingers in the silken strands of his hair.
His own fingers claimed the corners of her hindering skirt and with a languid motion, tugged it down, grasping the hem of her soft cotton panties as he did so, and dragged them down as well. She then only became aware of his teasing tongue gliding down and further down until he was nose deep in the nest of curls that led to her most tender area.
Tea gasped as his hands came back up and took a possessive grasp of her hips, guiding them upwards in attempt to gain himself more access. She became flushed and soon unmoving when his tongue danced along the tender folds of her center. She moaned and muttered incoherent thoughts that were driven by his delving tongue.
He ran it over her bundle of nerves and she shook as if a bolt of lightening shot through her. He nipped, suckled and licked at her core, making her lose all thought and motive to resist the ministrations bestowed upon her. It wasn't like she fought much in the first place.
Who would have thought that such a powerful game card could have such a wonderful tongue? Hell, who would have thought she would be stuck in a cave with a fictional character. Right now, she didn't care what anybody thought, all she seemed to be focused on was the wondrous sensations he was instilling in her now writhing body.
She hit that pivotal point of ecstasy hard, her hips arching up sharply as she screamed her satisfaction into their darkened sanctuary. The sound of her cries echoed off of the stone walls and rebounded, filling her ears as she trembled in the final throes of her completion.
She clung to the firm body above her, fingers digging into both the cool flesh of his shoulders and the silkiness of his hair as she gradually came down from her climactic high. Once the final tremors of pleasure had subsided, Tea managed to open her eyes, having been unable to do anything else but clench them shut tightly while in the throes of ecstasy that she had been experiencing. Once her senses had been regained, Tea noticed the lack of warmth that the Dark Magician's body had given off. She opened her eyes to find that he had risen to his feet and was now towering over her prone form, masculine hands clutching the top of the last article of clothing he still donned.
Slowly, he pushed the violet material over his slim hips; down muscular thighs, before allowing gravity to take over. The billowy pants fell to the ground in a heap around the magician's feet before he stepped free of them. The entire time Tea was enraptured, unable to look away. Her eyes followed the material's descent to the cave's floor before slowly retracing it's path back up, pausing only when she took in the one part of his anatomy that identified him as utterly male. She fought the urge to gulp at the sheer size of him and in the back of her mind she couldn’t help but wonder how on earth he expected that to fit inside her.
The Dark Magician seemed to sense her hesitancy and eased forward, retaking a seat on his spread cloak. He reached out and drew Tea to him, positioning her so that her knees were parted and she was straddling his lap. Noticing that her unsure gaze was still directed downward, the magician caught her chin with his fingertips and applying the slightest of pressure, urged her face upward until she locked eyes with him.
Tea had been on the verge of voicing her fears but the instant she looked into his face all words escaped her. Even though he couldn’t talk, his eyes spoke volumes and what they said was enough to assure Tea that everything was going to be just fine.
As one hand rested lightly on her waist, the fingers that had been brushing her cheek fondly began to trail downward. They journeyed over her upturned chin, down the column of her smooth throat, tracing her collarbones lightly before dipping to brush the tips of each breast, effectively causing them to tighten in reaction to the stimulation. Tea felt her body relaxing under his touch, despite being in such a vulnerable position. Each time she shifted just the slightest bit she could feel that part of him, hot and hard, brush against her inner thighs. She shivered when his fingers began to trail further down, between the valley of her breasts and over the soft curve of her stomach, circling her bellybutton leisurely before finally burying themselves in the soft thatch of curls at the apex of her thighs.
A gasp wrung itself from her throat as he proceeded to stroke her, rubbing the bundle of nerves in a circular motion while every once in awhile dipping down slightly to slip a fingertip into her moist opening, testing her readiness. Tea was surprised at the amount of wetness she felt between her legs and her cheeks flushed in quiet embarrassment. The Dark Magician simply smirked as he removed his hand from her and gripped himself in order to continue his teasing, this time using the tip of his member. A few strokes was all it took for Tea to begin feeling a coiling sensation growing in the pit of her stomach. A blazing heat raced through her veins, accompanying the wondrous feeling. The heat spread throughout her body, urging her to seek release and unconsciously Tea began to rock her hips, her knees giving way to lower her body in order to grant more contact with the cause of that titillating feeling.
As she pressed down, Tea could feel when his shaft began to pierce her entrance, the head invading her sacred spot. She moaned and pressed some more as an insistent throbbing began there where their two bodies were mingled on the verge of total union. Her inner muscles contracted and released, then contracted again around the intruding object until it met with the slight resistance of the thin membrane that conveyed her innocence. Tea froze as a tinge of pain broke through the bliss, but with a flick of a finger against her sensitive clit the Dark Magician urged her on. Tea complied by thrusting herself downward hard, gasping as she felt a silent pop as something gave way and a burning unlike the earlier heat she’d felt coursed through her. She started to cry out but the sound was muffled by the Dark Magician as he claimed her lips with his own, his powerful hands holding her still against him, giving her time to adjust to the filling sensation she was experiencing.
Once the pain had drifted away the Dark Magician released her from the kiss, pulling back so that they could gaze into each other’s eyes as he grasped her hips. Up. Down. Up. Down. Her silent lover guided Tea through the motions of pleasure and along the way she improvised a bit herself, pausing to circle her hips, grinding her pelvis against his in gratification. To Tea’s shock, she actually heard an audible sound issue from the Dark Magician’s lips that sounded suspiciously like her name. She felt the muscles of his thighs moving, the only sign she received before she was gathered up against him as he rose. The next thing she knew, Tea was sprawled once more upon her back on the purple cloak. The Dark Magician began moving within her, reaching down to draw her legs up and around his waist as he drove further in, drawing a delighted gasp from her.
“Oh… oh, yes,” Tea could remain quiet no longer as the coiling pressure she’d felt before began to build again at a drastic rate.
Before she knew it, she had reached the edge of that pinnacle and was sent soaring as ecstasy overran her senses. Her hands clutched desperately at the magician’s shoulders, her fingernails digging painfully into the tender flesh. The Dark Magician displayed no acknowledgement of it, however, his own face nearly mirrored Tea’s in achieved fulfillment as his own body suddenly shuddered then tensed as he reached his own release.
It took a few moments before Tea’s mind was capable of actual thought as she lay panting beneath the partial weight of the magician who had slumped somewhat to the side of her, although his lower half still rested in the cradle of her thighs. When he finally pushed himself up so that she could see his face, Tea noticed he wore a pleased expression. He pulled away, his spent manhood slipping from her as he lay on his side beside her. He then pillowed her head on his shoulder and wrapped his other arm around her, securely snuggling her against him. Tea’s eyes widened as it finally hit her what she had actually done.
‘Oh. My. God. I just had sex with Yami’s Duel Monster card!’
As that thought registered, Tea heard something else. Not an audible sound one could hear with one’s ears, but a mental one conveyed through the talents of who knows what. Telepathy perhaps? It’s possible, she had conversed with the Dark Magician Girl in such a way before, hadn’t she?
However it was being done, Tea was for certain she knew what she was hearing. Laughter filled her mind, a heart-warming sound that caused all of her distress about her previous actions to literally disappear.
Before she knew what was happening, the magician released her from his arms and rose to his feet. She sat up and watched in confusion as with a gesture of his hand, the Dark Magician’s staff was once more in his hand and with a wave of it the discarded clothing appeared on his body. Tea watched with wide eyes as he then turned his staff on her and suddenly her own clothing was draping themselves upon her lithe frame.
Before Tea could fully comprehend what was going on, she was suddenly overwhelmed by a dizzying sensation and then she was falling...
“Tea!”
At the sound of Yami’s dark baritone voice calling her name, Tea’s eyes twitched and the surrounding shadows that had been smothering her seemed to drift away. She shifted, noting that she was being held in strong arms and her eyes shot open as she recalled everything that had happened between herself and the Dark Magician in the cave.
“Tea, are you alright?” the Pharaoh’s voice came again and Tea focused her gaze on the form hovering above her. Yami watched Tea anxiously and then smiled with relief when he saw her beautiful blue eyes open. "Tea, you are awake!"
Tea nodded in response to Yami. She looked past him and saw Joey, Tristan and Ryou all staring at her in varying states of worry and gave them a reassuring smile.
“I’m fine, guys, really. I guess I just got overwhelmed by the excitement of the duel.” She said in way of explanation as the Pharaoh helped her to her feet.
Joey snorted, "Din't look like 't to me! More like one o' them results from those nasty Shadow games, the way y' just collapsed like that!"
"Bakura, Joey, I think Tea will be alright now,” Yami said, looking over at the two others in the room, “But I think it's best to let her rest. Thank you for waiting, my friends. Now, why don't the two of you go home? It's getting late.”
Joey nodded, "Sure thing, Yug."
“Oh, of course, Yugi.” Ryou smiled, “I’m just glad to see that Tea is finally awake.” Turning towards the door, the white and blonde haired boys turned to wave farewell. “Guess we’ll see you guys tomorrow then. Goodbye.” And with that, the two were gone, followed closely by Tristan, leaving Tea and the ancient spirit possessing Yugi’s body alone together.
Tea seemed to realize this as a flustered blush touched her cheeks and she desperately sought to say something to end the awkward silence that had fallen between her and Yami after their friends’ departure.
“I… I’m fine, really, Yugi. I just fainted.” She tried to soothe the suspicion from his eyes.
"Tea,” he said in a soft tone, “You were out for almost three hours and I could have sworn on my Puzzle that you were in the Shadow Realm."
"I think I was,” Tea muttered to herself, low enough for the others not to hear.
“Yugi…” She turned once more to the form of her friend in which the spirit of the ancient Egyptian Pharaoh inhabited and tried to stop her blush, "I met your Dark Magician and I think that’s who protected me. Please don't ask for details!" She gave up trying to stop the blush, in a rush to finish before he could say anything.
Yami looked at Tea in confusion. How could she be linked to his deck? The Dark Magician had protected her? It all made him curious and he wondered what had happened whilst she was in the realm of darkness.
“Tea…” he began, but trailed off finally with a shake of his head. If Tea did not wish to tell him what had happened during her time of lost consciousness, then he would not pry. It was enough for him that she was awake and with him now. “Why don’t we go and get something to eat? I’m sure you must be hungry.” he said instead, offering her his arm.
Tea smiled brightly, her relief that he would not be pressing her for further explanations was evident. She may not have been entirely certain if what occurred between herself and the Dark Magician was real, or some sort of hallucination, a crazy dream influenced by the Shadow Realm. But Tea did know this…
She would be absolutely insane to turn down his invitation.
“Okay,” she happily replied, accepting his proffered arm and followed him out of the shop and in the direction of a nearby restaurant.
Author’s Note: Please forgive me for such a crappy ending, but after the lemon I really had NO idea of where to go with it. So sorry! Anyway, thank you all for the kind reviews and I hope I don’t disappoint you all with the way I ended this.
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