Adult-FanFiction.org : Yu-Gi-OH

Silver	By : jessara40k Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1176 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Silver
- 2-2
- 3-3
- 4-note
- 1
- 2
- 3
Disclaimer:
Not mine. If they were Bakura would have won his duels instead of being
defeated by, for example, a God Card. And Yami would have acknowledged that Bakura
had a legitimate grievance�I mean hello, the Pharaoh�s soldiers committed
genocide on his village.

Seto
waited for Ryou to make his decision, he didn�t think he�d shamed Lord Wraith,
but he might have, and he didn�t want to assume.

�Yes,
if you want to.� Seto was surprised by that response. Why wouldn�t he want to?
Even Marik hadn�t realised who he was, proof enough that the glamor Ryou used
on him worked, and he�d even enjoyed it when Wraith pushed him just a
little further than he�d agreed. The only reason he�d had a problem watching
Wraith deal with Marik was that he felt he should have dealt with the spirit
himself, and he�d kept on feeling these tugs at his Shadow Magic, pulling him
off balance mentally. Then he felt Silver�s hands on his body, starting to
massage him and he couldn�t keep from moaning in pleasure. But he couldn�t help
think that he wouldn�t have needed this if they�d stayed, he hadn�t actually
had any real problems until Ryou took them through the Shadow Realm.

�Lord
Wraith, why did we have to leave when we did?� He wondered as he spoke why he�d
used that name, then dismissed it, it wasn�t important.

�Because
I didn�t want to take the risk that anyone would figure out I�d been the
one to hurt Marik. Screams like his couldn�t come from anything consensual; Velvet
Glove isn�t one of the bottom feeder clubs where the slaves really are slaves,
abused and owned, and where consent doesn�t matter, or where it�s acceptable
for two Masters to fight over a slave, or to sell a slave without his consent.�
And the only way people wouldn�t be certain that Ryou had hurt Marik was if he
wasn�t seen coming out of the room? Even though people had seen them all go in
together? But he was supposed to leave all of that to Ryou, and besides he
wouldn�t be considered at fault for what happened to Marik. And there was
something else that intrigued him more.

�Bottom
feeder clubs?� He wasn�t really focusing on what Ryou said that much any more, somehow
Silver�s massage was making him feel sleepy and almost sated...and just a
little bit guilty, since he knew Silver had been as badly affected by
Ryou�s confrontation with Marik and their swift exit through the Shadow Realm
as he had.

�That�s
where people who don�t really care about their slaves gather, generally they�re
illegal, or at least the things that happen there are. We were invited to visit
one once, because I only do bloodplay in public and because Silver is the
perfect slave to be honest, I refused to have anything to do with anyone I saw
there after that.� Yes, Silver really was the perfect slave, as long as you
didn�t know about Touzokuou, Seto was well aware that he dominated Bronze
purely because his Master wished it, and what greater submission was there for
Silver than to go against his nature like that?

�You
didn�t approve of the morals there? But you couldn�t do anything legal. Could
I?� He enjoyed this, and he knew what it was like to be enslaved, even if he�d
entered into his slavery with open eyes, for Mokuba�s sake, it had gone far
beyond what he�d expected when he won that chess game.

�Not
really, the bottom feeder clubs tend to move around too much for any efforts to
control them to work. And while I didn�t approve of the way they treated their
slaves what got me was when one bastard challenged me for Silver. I gave him a
heart attack using my Shadow Magic, after I�d beaten him.� Not quite the
response he was expecting, Seto was still mulling it over when Silver seemed to
have finished the massage.

He
felt Ryou slap him on the ass and started in shock, twisting to look at him. He
had an arm around Silver�s waist, holding the slave to his body, with Silver�s
head resting on his chest. �How are you feeling? I�m talking about physically
more than emotionally.� Seto suspected that Ryou�d meant emotionally too, and
added that in to cater to him, so he answered both questions at the same time.

�Completely
recovered. What about Silver?�

�I
think it helped being instructed to pamper you like that. And it�ll make him
feel even better when I take him.� Ryou frowned, appearing to concentrate on
something, probably to do with the Shadow Magic he finally acknowledged he
could sense stirring between the pair. Seto didn�t like it when he sensed that,
it always made him feel like an outsider, even if he didn�t admit it to
himself. �It�s as if Bakura-sama isn�t aware of what�s happening, I can only
sense what I feel when he�s in submission, acting as Silver. It�s not even like
it was at the start of the evening, or most of the time when you�re here.�

�Is
it like what he �feels like� when I�m not here and you�re playing with
him?�

�Yes.
Except for at The Foxhole and when I was learning how to Top, then he felt like
he does when you�re here. Why?�

�I...think
you should ask him about his aspects when he gets back to normal. He told me in
confidence.� Seto rolled over and half sat up, shrugging. Ryou didn�t seem too
happy about hearing that, but he did accept it. �Still, I can usually
get him to feel like he does when you�re with us at will. I can�t this time. I�ve
got an idea about how to help him. You can either get dressed and out of the
way, or you can help.�

�Help
how?�

�I
plan to take him. You can either lie back, prepare me and let me ride you at
the same time, or you can leave.� Ryou wasn�t going to give him much control if
he accepted his offer, but...

�Where�s
the lube?� Ryou laughed and handed Silver over to him.

�Keep
hold of him while I get some packets and see to something else. It�s a bad idea
to use the same container of lube on more than one bottom.� Seto remembered
then that the oil Ryou used with him always smelled slightly different to the
oil he used with Silver. Probably a way to keep them separate, and the first
time he�d used packets of lube. He lay back, letting Silver rest his head over
his heart the way he had with Mokuba when his brother was younger and had a
nightmare. Ryou wasn�t gone too long, even if he was naked by the time he
returned carrying three or four packets of lube.

�Give
him back to me.� Seto watched as Ryou began slowly undressing Silver, lavishing
attention on every part of his body as it was revealed. Once Silver was naked
Ryou knelt over Seto�s waist and laid Silver down with his back against Seto�s
legs and his legs splayed on either side of Ryou�s waist and Seto�s torso. �Prepare
me while I prepare him.�

Seto
decided to just do the same thing to Ryou that he did when he was preparing
himself and used a gradual escalation from one finger, to two, and finally
three. He was encouraged by Ryou�s quiet words, waiting for permission before
adding each finger and stopped when he thought Ryou would be ready.

�I
need a bit more prep than that. I don�t bottom often and only to Silver before
this. You should be flattered.� He was, and he accepted that Ryou was going to
be in charge even if he was the one being taken without question.

�I�m
going to move the both of us onto your knees, I�d like you to sit up a bit once
I�ve moved, nearly upright. Then I�ll take you into me, and place Silver onto
me once I�ve got my back against your chest. Then I�ll pull Silver onto me, he�ll
probably wrap his legs around both of us.� The words weren�t entirely clear, but
that didn�t matter to Seto, he�d gotten a clear picture from Ryou�s mind and he
obeyed. He shut his eyes as Ryou sank down onto him, the tight heat was
incredible, and Silver�s massage had been arousing as well as soothing; he
needed to focus on not coming immediately. The next thing he felt was Ryou
shifting about on his lap to impale Silver and Silver�s legs wrapping around
them both.

Seto
didn�t really pay any attention to how Ryou moved them both, focusing instead
on staying still, but eventually he couldn�t, and he began to thrust himself,
despite the weight he was bearing. But that was just frustrating, and he lay
back and rolled until they were all on their sides, so he could thrust freely.
Seto wasn�t sure who climaxed first, just that afterwards they were all lying
tangled together, sticky and sweaty. But Ryou was the one to sit up first,
managing to disengage from Seto somehow, and presumably from Silver too, then
reaching down and stroking their hair back away from their face.

�I
started running a bath before I came back, and I left one of our smarter Shadow
Creatures to turn it off when it was full. Want to join us, Seto?� Ryou stood
as he spoke, and picked Silver up gently as he finished.

�No.�
Seto had the time to share a bath with them, but he was sure that Ryou was only
offering from duty, and he didn�t want that. �But I�ll take a shower and get
cleaned up...after you�ve sent the Shadow Creature away.�

�Wait
here with Silver then. He�ll bring you to the bathroom once I�ve dismissed her.�
Her? It didn�t matter. �Silver.� Ryou took hold of Silver�s chin, tilting his
face until he was looking at Ryou. �You may speak to tell Seto when He can come
to the bathroom.� Then Ryou left and Silver curled closer to Seto, who
automatically pulled him into his arms as Silver had so many times for him. But
this was much more satisfying than that was emotionally he reflected.

�We
can go now.� Silver�s voice was quiet, but Seto heard him and they went to the
bathroom together, Seto stepping into the shower while Silver climbed into the
bath, and Ryou�s arms. As Seto was leaving after he�d finished he saw Silver
reach up to touch his collar, and the collar disappeared.

-o-()-o-

Ryou
expected Bakura to back away after he triggered the glamor hiding his collar,
and he focused on the wards to let him do so without being embarrassed about
it. But he didn�t, instead he just snuggled closer to Ryou, and it bothered him
a little bit. Ryou bit his lip, and kept on holding his yami, stroking his hair
gently, as if Bakura was still Silver.

:Are
you alright Bakura-sama?: For some reason he felt it was important to speak
mind to mind, to reassure him, and Ryou went with his instincts, even if he
didn�t know why.

-Don�t
call me that Yadonushi-sama, please. Just use my name, no honorific, not now.-
Ryou realised then that Bakura didn�t feel the same as he usually did when he�d
hidden his collar. He felt a little like a blend of how he was with Seto,
Bronze, around for their games, with how he was when Ryou was the only person
there and they weren�t playing.

:If
you want Bakura. But you didn�t answer my question, how are you feeling after
what happened?: Ryou stopped petting Bakura then, sliding that hand down to
join the other at his shoulders, and holding his lover away from his body just
a little.

-A
bit insecure Yadonushi-sama.- Why was Bakura using the honorific when he�d
asked Ryou not to? -P-please, hold me close again.- Bakura only continued after
Ryou�d wrapped him up in another embrace. -I...knew that all I could do to help
you deal with Marik was to let you use my Shadow Magic however you wanted. And
at the same time I knew that if you...failed to deal with him you expected me
to just run, desert you, and I had to keep Seto from realising you felt
at any risk. I...the only way I could do that was to just stop thinking really,
retreat into obedience and trust in you, then something went wrong when you
pulled on my Shadow Magic again and my mind sort of went dormant.- He shrugged
in Ryou�s arms. -I don�t know how else to explain it.- Ryou got the feeling
there was something Bakura wasn�t telling him, but he did know one thing that
might get him some answers.

:Seto
told me I should ask you about your aspects. Can you explain what he meant?:

-I�m
sorry Yadonushi-sama! I should have told you first, not him. And you
shouldn�t have to ask, but...I was scared.- It wasn�t even a reluctant
admission of his fear, which was what Ryou would have expected from Bakura, it
was more as if his fear of revealing this had extended to a fear of mentioning
it too. -There�s three aspects, to me, my core self, Bakura, and I only let
that show unadulterated when I�m alone or only with people I know I can trust
implicitly - and I don�t trust anyone but you like that. Then there�s Silver,
and Touzokuou. Touzokuou is the persona that developed when all my family and
kin were slaughtered when I was a child, and he�s what I show the world,
because I don�t feel it�s safe to show my core self fully. Until you received
the Millennium Ring even those I trusted most only got to see Bakura merged
with Touzokuou, since they were mostly criminals like me, but that�s what most
people see in this time, since life isn�t quite as dangerous in ways that
require Touzokuou. Silver only emerged recently...I created him after you freed
me from Zork�s control, letting me kill him, I�d rather not go into too much
detail on that, but the elements I used to form him always existed. I told the
Priest to think of it as a form of self-induced and highly controlled multiple
personality syndrome, except both Touzokuou and Silver are subordinated to and
controlled by my core personality.-

:It�s
alright. I�m not upset.: Ryou actually was, a bit, but he understood
that sometimes it�s easier to tell something to a near stranger than to your
lover. Bakura just nuzzled into Ryou�s chest, asking for a bit more comfort. :So,
you normally let Silver take over when we play?:

-Yes.
You named him, and it�s good not to have to think sometimes. But when you want
me to think, when we�re playing with Bronze I...my core self merges with
Silver. Most of my reactions are Silver�s, but I have my normal capacity for
thought.- That sounded strange, that apparently Silver wasn�t capable of
thinking as well as Bakura did, but Ryou didn�t question it, not yet, there�d
be time for that later, if Bakura was willing to talk about it in the future.

:Is
that why you have issues with Bronze? Because you have to merge with Silver
when we�re playing with him?: Ryou wasn�t entirely certain about his deduction,
and a little hurt as well, that Bakura�d had to create a whole new persona to
love him, even if he did show more trust in Ryou than he had in anyone else,
ever.

-Not
really. I�m not a switch, but even merged with Silver I can�t refuse to do
anything you want. If I could I�d just do whatever it took to make Bronze
refuse to submit to me.- Bakura drew away just a little bit, presumably from
the shame Ryou sensed from him through their link.

:Even
merged with Silver? Do you mean that you can only refuse me when you don�t have
any merging with Silver active? And I�m sorry, I�ll stop trying to make you act
like a switch. I�ll treat you only as my slave and I won�t ask you to get
involved with Bronze anymore if it bothers you.: Ryou pulled Bakura back
against his chest, stroking his hair in comfort and reassurance.

-Th-thank
you.- Bakura nuzzled against his chest. -I wish I hadn�t disappointed you. I
wanted to tell you earlier, but...I just couldn�t. I shouldn�t be so proud when
I�m not merged with Silver. And when I�m merged...I just can�t bring myself to
tell you, until now.- Ryou made a cognitive leap then.

:You�re
still merged a little then, you just aren�t as much Silver and more...Bakura,
your core self, than you usually are when we�re playing with Bronze.:

-Yes.
I�m not sure why I�m still merged with Silver, even a little bit. I...something
about the way you dealt with Marik and brought us through the Shadow Realm
pushed me into...sort of going dormant, my core self anyway, leaving Silver in
sole control. And I only came back to awareness to try to take control back
when you were bedding us, and that was only enough for me to merge the way I
normally am when we�re playing with Bronze. I only succeeded even this much
when I got into the furo with you.- That was worrying, what if he ended up
stuck this way?

:You
don�t have any ideas about why?: Ryou kept petting Bakura to make sure he knew
that Ryou still wanted him and would keep him no matter what.

-No,
I�m sorry. I wish I did.-

:Don�t
apologise, this isn�t your fault, if anything it�s mine. I have two ideas to
help with this problem, either we just give it time, and see if you can get
right back to normal after we�ve slept, or you go back to being only Silver and
we hope that when you try to come back to yourself it�s all the way. Which
would you rather?:

-I...-
Bakura pulled back a bit from Ryou, and he let his lover sit up. -I�m not sure.
What do you think would be better?-

:It
is your choice to make, not mine. I�d take the gamble of the second
option, but the first option will allow you to try the second later if the
first doesn�t work.:

-What
if there�s only a limited time when the second option will work?- Bakura seemed
half resigned as he let the glamor hiding his collar fade and his presence
changed with it, to only Silver. Ryou waited, half-expecting him to try coming
back to himself immediately, but he didn�t, just waited there in Ryou�s arms,
no expectations, just prepared to please as required. Ryou slid his fingers
down to Silver�s ass, pressing gently, testing to see how he reacted. He was
still relaxed enough from before, but Ryou wasn�t sure there was enough oil
left inside him. But there were bottles of oil all over the house, including
here, and Ryou used the one by the side of the furo to slick himself and Silver
before sliding inside his lover.

Silver
wrapped his legs around Ryou�s waist and his arms around his neck, tilting his
head back and offering his own throat to Ryou�s teeth. Ryou began by kissing
his collarbones and moved up and along to focus on the windpipe and bite
lightly, just not hard enough to hurt him. He took hold at Silver�s hips,
gripping hard enough to bruise him, just a little with his right hand, and
controlling his movements easily while Ryou�s left hand gripped Silver�s
shoulder. It was quick and crude, without bothering with any finesse, and
Silver climaxed when he bit his nipple hard enough to make him bleed, and Ryou�s
own climax followed quickly.

�Wash
me, my beautiful Silver.� Ryou handed a washcloth to his lover and waited for
him to obey. Silver seemed to make a point of arousing him as much as possible
as he cleaned Ryou, but he allowed it and then taking the cloth from his lover
he returned the favour.

�Get
out and dry yourself off.� Once Silver was dry Ryou got out of the furo
himself. �Now dry me off.� It did nothing to relieve his arousal and Ryou
smiled at Silver as he knelt in front of him. �Take care of this for me.� He
took hold of Silver�s hair, pulling his head to his groin and let him use his
mouth however he chose. Silver was very good at this, one reason he�d
had him teach Bronze, and Ryou swiftly came down his throat. When Silver sat
back on his heels he reactivated the glamor that hid his collar, and he was
Bakura again, only Bakura, without Silver there at all. Ryou was ready to cry
in relief and he dropped to his knees so he could wrap his arms around his yami.

-Let�s
just go to bed Yadonushi-sama.- Bakura hesitated, then seemed to decide it was
worth continuing. -Do you mind if I sleep in your bed tonight?-

:No,
of course I don�t mind. I�m glad you don�t have to be Silver to be intimate
with me.:

-No,
just to give up control to you.-

-o-()-o-

Bakura
stretched slowly as he woke up, careful not to disturb his lover. It felt
wonderful to wake up in Ryou�s arms as himself, without the shield of Silver
between himself and reality. He could remember waking up in Ryou�s arms as
Silver, but it didn�t really compare, and he had to wonder if it would be the
same if he actually had sex with Ryou in this persona. He bit his lip, he�d
noticed Ryou�s hurt that Bakura only had sex with him and only really acted
loving when he was Silver at least in part. He didn�t think Ryou realised that
it wasn�t the sex, or even the affection, not really, it was the loss of
control, the vulnerability. But since he�d associated them in his mind would it
be dangerous to try and sleep with Ryou without Silver as a buffer layer?

He
made his decision then, wriggling out of Ryou�s arms, and rolling the teen onto
his back, pinning his hips down and taking him into his mouth.

�Wha...Bakura?�
The total astonishment in Ryou�s voice as he said that name cut deeply at
Bakura, reminding him just how badly he�d failed his lover and his Master. �I
thought you were only going to do this with me when you were Silver.� And there
was no mistaking the bitterness in his hikari�s voice. It made Bakura want to retreat
into being Silver and let his Master do with him as he pleased, let Ryou punish
him for hurting him like that - but that would only hurt Ryou more. He
reluctantly let Ryou�s cock slip from his mouth and sat back on his heels.

�I�m
sorry that I made you think that. I didn�t have to create Silver to love you, I�ve
always loved you. I created Silver because I felt the need to submit to
you, and I was scared to be so vulnerable without some way to control
that. I�ve never been with you sexually without Silver involved because you
always enjoyed having me submit so much.� Then he realised how that could sound
to Ryou and hastened to expand. �I love submitting to you, knowing that I�m
yours, and I don�t have to worry about anything but pleasing you, but I�m
scared that if I don�t keep control of when I�m submissive I won�t be
able to defend you when I have to.�

�So,
you want to dominate me this time?� Ryou sounded almost meditative, but Bakura
hated the idea that he�d let him do this out of some twisted sense of
obligation.

�N-not
the way you dominate me, just...give me control. I swear I won�t abuse it, I
could never abuse it. I told you that I�m not a switch, and I meant it, but...�
Bakura trailed off, unable to articulate his problem and Ryou sat up, reaching
to stroke his hair gently.

�You
don�t know how to put it, but you�re scared that it would mess you up somehow
if you submitted to me when you aren�t Silver?�

�Yes,
and I�m afraid that if we started off neutral then you�d end up dominating me
because we fell into the familiar pattern.� Bakura kept his eyes cast down,
flushing. �I�m sorry, I shouldn�t be so demanding.� He hated feeling so
confused, it would be so easy to revert to form as Silver, and the idea
of dominating Ryou didn�t really do anything for him, but he�d hurt Ryou
last night and he hadn�t even realised.

�And
you think that if you start off in control it will balance out?�

�I...yes,
I think so. I want to please you, but not to submit to you, not at the moment.�
Bakura nuzzled against Ryou�s hand in a wordless plea.

�Do
whatever you want.� Bakura didn�t know how to express his gratitude as Ryou
removed his hand and lay back, waiting for Bakura to act. He bit his lip as he
thought about what to do next, knowing that it turned Ryou on a hell of
a lot to see him like that. Bakura wanted to have Ryou�s cock in his
mouth again, he�d felt it so much more vividly than when he was Silver, but he
wasn�t sure jumping in like that was the right thing to do. Perhaps instead of
going straight for Ryou�s cock he should start with more foreplay? Reluctantly
Bakura decided not to go for what he wanted immediately and began to kiss Ryou
and lick him in all the erogenous zones he�d long ago mapped out on his Master,
including unusual places like the soft skin behind his knees as well as the
obvious things like the nipples and earlobes. As he tried his best to drive his
lover to distraction he was careful to position himself so as to hide how
little this aroused him, he wasn�t even half hard, despite the wonderful sounds
Ryou was making.

Finally
Ryou started to actually demand that Bakura suck him, instead of just moaning
and hinting with his body language, although he retained enough self-control not
to grab hold of Bakura�s head by the hair and take control the way he would
have with Silver. And for the first time since he�d started this Bakura got a
full erection. He took Ryou into his mouth, doing his best to make Ryou come
immediately.

-Feel
free to grab onto my hair now.- Bakura knew that was as much of a turn
on for Ryou as it was for him and he hadn�t gotten Ryou to come yet.
Ryou seemed startled, but he did comply, almost forcing himself down Bakura�s
throat and setting a slightly faster rhythm and climaxed swiftly.

�Damn!
I�m sorry. You didn�t want me to dominate you...� Ryou sounded anxious as he
released Bakura�s hair, letting him lift his head.

�It�s
alright. I wanted you to do that, I asked you to. Now just lie back and enjoy.�
Bakura licked the traces of Ryou�s seed he hadn�t been able to swallow from his
lips, knowing how that affected him and his lover obeyed. Bakura was pretty
sure his reaction to that wasn�t normal, he was sure most people, even
other submissives, would have got an erotic charge from having their lover lie
back at their command, but his erection softened a bit. He was still hard, hard
enough to satisfy at least, but not as hard as he had been. He pushed that from
his mind and lifted Ryou�s hips, running his tongue along the crack in his ass,
and probing at the entrance to his body with it. The earthy taste he found
there sent his senses reeling, and he wasn�t sure if it tasted like that
because this was the first time he�d done something like this when he wasn�t
Silver, or because until now Ryou�d always cleaned himself thoroughly in this
area beforehand, or had Bronze do the same. Ryou made a muffled noise that was
equal parts pleasure and protest, but he didn�t try to stop Bakura. It would be
fun to see if he could get Ryou to come from this, perhaps later if he ever
decided to do anything like this again, but not now. He had something else in
mind for now. But he didn�t have what he needed for that to hand, so he pushed
away.

�I
need to get some things. Do you mind waiting there?� He knew that he
wouldn�t, as Silver, or he hoped as himself, but Wraith would unless it was
some errand he�d sent Silver on and he wasn�t sure where Ryou fell.

�If
you�re going to be rimming me again I want to get myself clean first.�
It was an unequivocal demand, but about something reasonable and he wasn�t
really protesting the rest. Bakura�d enjoyed the taste in a weird way, but he
wasn�t going to object if it made Ryou more comfortable.

�If
you want. I�ll wait if I get back first.� Bakura did get back first and he left
the little packets of lube on top of the bed for Ryou to see, hiding the bottle
of oil away and leaving a small bowl of water on the bedside cabinet.

�You
want me to lie back down?� Bakura�d already placed a pillow in position to
support Ryou�s hips when he lay down, and he nodded in response.

�Please.�
When Ryou took up his previous position Bakura began to rim him again, until he
was as loose as he could get from just Bakura�s tongue and then Bakura began
using his fingers and the packets of lube to finish stretching him.

�Shut
your eyes please, and keep them closed until I tell you to open them.� Bakura
washed his fingers quickly and grabbed the bottle of oil before he knelt back
between Ryou�s spread legs, distracting him as he prepared himself by pressing
forward enough that their cocks rubbed together. It made Ryou gasp in pleasure,
but Bakura noted that he had enough self-discipline not to open his eyes, not
yet; Bakura fully expected Ryou to open his eyes when he got to the next part.
He didn�t want to be seme with Ryou, unless it was the way he was seme
when he was Silver, lying flat on his back, tied down with Ryou on top of him,
so he�d be uke, but sitting on top of Ryou so he had control. He suited action
to thought, straddling Ryou�s hips and sinking down, reaching a hand behind to
guide Ryou into him.

Ryou�s
eyes flew open as he gasped, and Bakura leaned forward to lay a finger on his
lips before he could apologise. �That�s the reaction I hoped for.� He kept a
teasing smile on his face as he began to move, slowly at first, but building up
speed as he got more comfortable. He hadn�t prepared himself as well as he�d
prepared Ryou, but he had a lot more experience and he knew he was smiling
despite the slight pain.

Apparently
he wasn�t moving fast enough for Ryou, since the teen reached out and took hold
of Bakura by the hips, forcing his motion to fit Ryou�s choice of rhythm. Not
that Bakura minded, instead he enthusiastically accepted Ryou�s decision, and
kept to the rhythm he set, freeing his lover�s hands to do other things.

And
afterwards he just snuggled into Ryou�s arms, enjoying his scent and the
knowledge that he�d pleased his lover.

-o-()-o-
- 1
- 2
- 3
You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
Report Story

Silver