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Fragile Snow	By : MiyAsuka Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2564 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Here's the first fic of this
series. It seems my first entry got deleted on AFFNet. Luckily, I
noted the requests down. This first fic was requested by ImmuneSys. I
hope it fits what you wanted.

It was wrong...
wasn't it?

(Bakura
x Ryou and mentions of Ryou x Anzu)

Ryou stood in front of the door, his
hand grasping the handle. Maybe he should knock but he had the
feeling Bakura had his earphones on and wouldn't hear him anyway.
Still, Ryou hesitated.

It wasn't wrong for two roommates to
have a friendly chat in the late evening. Right? So Ryou had nothing
to be ashamed about. But...

His attraction for Bakura made it all
wrong. Because Ryou already had a girlfriend. Of course, he wasn't
doing anything bad. He and Bakura would just talk, though there were
some gestures, but that was mainly because Bakura was very tactile,
always playfully stroking Ryou's cheeks and hair. He probably didn't
mean anything serious by that but... Ryou felt himself longing for
more touches.

He felt more comfortable around Bakura
than when he was with Anzu. But it had nothing to do with love, or
sexual attraction, or anything. At least, Ryou preferred to think so.

He slowly cracked the door open and
peered inside. Bakura, who hadn't been listening to music after all,
smirked upon seeing him.

"Eh. Seems a curious little mouse
mustered up enough courage to enter my territory." Bakura
chuckled and mentioned Ryou to come closer.

Ryou obeyed, sitting on the bed next to
Bakura and smiled warmly to him.

"So, why the tardy visit?"
Bakura inquired, throwing an arm around Ryou's shoulder. The younger
one felt his heart beat faster.

"Nothing. Just wanted to chat."

"Why don't you call your
girlfriend then? Or better, spend the night with her?"

Ryou bit the inside of his cheek and
blushed. "You're so fed up with me that you don't want to talk?"
he asked, only half-faking a pout of disappointment. He hoped Bakura
would let the subject of his 'nightly activities' drop.

No such chance. "You're a guy.
Normal guys would rather fuck than chat."

True. I'd rather fuck you, yes.
No wait. Wrong! Very wrong!

"I'm just... not really interested
in... sex..." Ryou bit his lips.

"Not interested?" Bakura
eyebrows raised skeptically. "Ryou, we've been living in the
same apartment for two years, the walls are thin and I do know you
masturbate regularly."

Ryou nudged him in the chest. "Idiot."
He blushed some more and shook his head. "I'm just not
comfortable talking about that."

Mostly because he didn't want to admit
he had never done anything with Anzu. She was attractive, yes, but
somehow, he didn't feel confident. He knew it was somehow bound to
happen and that prospect scared him. Ryou wasn't sure he could do it
with a woman. Of course, he couldn't tell Anzu that. She would be
devastated. Ryou knew she loved him very much. And he liked her a lot
too.

Just not as much as Bakura.

Ryou stole a glance at the other man.
Bakura had his eyes closed and was humming a song. Ryou smiled.
Everything seemed so simple when he was with Bakura. There wasn't any
of the awkwardness he felt when around Anzu. Even though Bakura
enjoyed teasing the hell out of him all the time.

Bakura opened his eyes, catching Ryou's
gaze. He smirked and ruffled the younger one's hair who gave a small
groan of disapproval, not really because of his hair being messed up
– it was soon bed time after all, so it didn't matter –
but mostly because of Bakura's behavior. Bakura was always acting in
a brotherly sort of way with him. Ryou enjoyed it, of course but
lately, he had started to feel frustrated. Because he wanted
something else. Something he shouldn't even consider since he already
was in a relationship.

"Bakura..." Ryou said, with a
hint of confusion in his voice. Bakura's face turned serious.

"What's wrong?"

Eyes cast down, Ryou shivered. "I
don't know. I don't know anymore..."

Bakura's hand began stroking his hair
gently. Ryou felt he should leave. He was dangerously close to
crossing the red line, where he wouldn't be able to stop himself
from...

Kissing Bakura. But he already was.
Eyes closed, he pressed his lips against Bakura's mouth. It felt just
like a kiss should. Burning yet causing his body to shiver.

Bakura's lips moved against Ryou's.
"What are doing ?" he whispered.

The younger one moved back and lowered
his head in guilt, not daring to open his eyes. Much to his surprise,
Bakura kissed him back, prying Ryou's lips open, his tongue sliding
easily inside. It was wrong. Ryou knew he shouldn't be doing this. He
was...

No, he wasn't really cheating. That was
just a kiss. A mere kiss, to check if kissing another man would feel
good. And it did.

Oh my God.

Bakura lowered their bodies into a
lying position. Ryou felt slightly alarmed. This was going too far.

"W-Wait," he gasped. Bakura
frowned, definitely not liking this interruption.

"What?"

"I-I can't do this," Ryou
said. "I have a girlfriend..."

"You're the one who kissed me!"
Bakura growled, frustrated.

"I know but..." Ryou didn't
know what to say. It was obvious he was attracted to Bakura, he
couldn't keep lying to himself any longer. And yet, he didn't want to
hurt Anzu.

"Your girlfriend, huh?"
Bakura figured. He moved off Ryou and lied beside him on his back,
sighing.

Ryou felt his heart tightening in his
chest. "Sorry..."

Bakura snorted. "Tell that to your
bitch."

"Don't call her that!" Ryou
cried out, upset that Bakura would say something this mean about
Anzu. "She did nothing wrong." I did.

"Get out."

Ryou blinked. Most likely, he had heard
wrong. "W-What?"

"You heard me. Get out,"
Bakura repeated coldly. Ryou grew pale. What was wrong with him? He'd
never talk to Ryou like that. Sure there were times Bakura would get
angry. But never had his voice sounded that deadly.

"B-Bakura..." Ryou stuttered.

Bakura turned his head to him. "What
part of "get out" don't you understand?" If look could
kill, Ryou would be dead. The younger one cringed, scared, but he
caught something in Bakura's eyes. A glint of hurt. But why... Oh!

Ryou bit his lower
lips. He had only been thinking about himself when kissing Bakura.
He hadn't considered that Bakura could... well, have feelings for
him.

"I'm sorry,"
Ryou said, moving closer to Bakura, a bit afraid the other might push
him away. Bakura's body was tense. Ryou tentatively kissed him again.
He gasped when Bakura nipped at his lip. The older one gave a low
growl of warning, yet Ryou didn't let himself be intimidated by this
and straddled Bakura, kissing him more forcefully. Bakura gave no
more resistance, allowing Ryou's tongue to explore his mouth,
groaning in satisfaction.

Ryou had never
kissed anyone like that. It felt incredible. The way Bakura tasted,
the sounds he made, the warmth of his mouth. It drove him mad with...
lust. Ryou started to unbutton Bakura's shirt. He knew he shouldn't
be doing this, but he couldn't deny he wanted Bakura. Badly.

Once the last
button came undone, Ryou began caressing Bakura's chest, enjoying the
feel of the hard muscles under his fingertips.

Bakura slipped his
hands under Ryou's sweater. The younger one withdrew reluctantly from
their kiss, sitting up and raising his arms so Bakura could remove
the garment that was soon thrown on the floor.

Licking his lips
like a predator, Bakura pinched Ryou's nipples, feeling them
hardening.

"Aaah!"
Ryou threw his head back. It hurt but it was arousing at the same
time. Moaning, he slowly rocked his hips, rubbing his crotch against
Bakura's stomach. He closed his eyes in bliss. Bakura's hands
traveled along his sides, stopping at the rim of his jeans. Feeling
suddenly apprehensive, Ryou grabbed Bakura's wrists. "Wait...
I'm... not sure..."

Bakura groaned.
"Don't tell me you're a fucking virgin..." Ryou blushed and
slowly nodded his head. "You mean you never did it with your
girl?" Ryou shook his head from right to left this time. Bakura
smirked. "Let's rectify that..."

"Rectify
what...? Ah!" Ryou gasped. Bakura had already undone Ryou's
jeans' fly and was stroking his erection through his cotton boxers.
"No... Bakura..."

"Don't 'no
Bakura' to me. You want this just as much as I do."

Ryou couldn't deny
it. He yelped as Bakura threw him off him. Ryou landed on his back
and the other immediately began shedding him of his pants. Next went
his socks. Ryou was left with just his underwear. Keeping his eyes
closed, he listened as Bakura removed his own clothing. Soon, Ryou
felt the older one's hair tickling his face. He opened his mouth
slightly, allowing Bakura's to claim it as his own.

Bakura groaned in
the kiss as he lied on top of the younger one. Ryou found it very
nice, this kind of intimacy. It felt very comforting in a way. He
trapped one of Bakura's legs between his own, rubbing himself against
his thigh. Bakura snickered. "Naughty..." He pressed his
thigh harder against Ryou's crotch, making the other young man squeal
in delight.

"B-Bakura! So
good...!"

"Look at me."

Ryou obeyed. What
he saw left him breathless. There was so much animalistic lust and
passion in Bakura's eyes he felt like he would be set ablaze any
second.

"I'm going to
be your first," Bakura said hotly. "I'm gonna fuck you.
Hard."

Ryou nodded
urgently, all inhibitions suddenly forgotten. "P-Please...!"

"I'm going to
take your precious virgin body."

It was wrong,
Ryou's mind screamed, but he wasn't paying attention. At that right
moment, his only desire was to give himself entirely to the man above
him.

Bakura began
removing Ryou's last article of clothing, slowly slipping it off the
long pale legs. Ryou shivered, finally naked. Bakura whistled at the
sight of Ryou's length. "Nice." The younger one blushed.
"No as his big as mine, mind you. But still very nice." A
lone finger stroked the erection from the base to the tip. Ryou
moaned.

"Don't
tease..."

"Impatient?"
Bakura asked, raising an eyebrow. Ryou nodded shyly. "Then..."
Bakura stood. Ryou blinked, confused. Bakura just winked and opened a
drawer of his dresser. When he sat back on the bed, he was holding a
packed condom between his index and middle fingers. Ryou bit his lip.
No turning back. Bakura opened the package and slipped the
condom over his hard length.

Ryou spread his
legs as wide as he could. Unable to resist, his hand moved to his
cock and he began stroking himself shamelessly in front of Bakura.
"Want you... please..."

Bakura was above
Ryou once more, the tip of his cock prodding the younger man's
entrance.

"Do you have
any idea how beautiful you are, Ryou?" Bakura breathed out. Ryou
blushed.

"Bakura..."

"You're mine."
Bakura entered Ryou slowly. They both moaned loudly. Ryou tied his
legs around Bakura's hips. It was a bit painful, but he could endure
it. Bakura began moving. He locked his mouth with Ryou's. The younger
one's right hand lost itself in Bakura's hair while the left one was
still working on his erection.

They both knew it
wouldn't last long. Excitement was just too big for them to hold out.
Ryou moaned in Bakura's mouth as he reached orgasm, semen coating his
hand and their stomachs. Bakura thrust into Ryou a few more times
before he came with a strangled cry.

Ryou let out a sigh
of satisfaction, deliciously spent, Bakura's strong body resting on
his more vulnerable one. It was such a good feeling. Bakura's lips
kissed his ear. Ryou shivered.

Bakura whispered
something. "… love you..."

Ryou's breath
caught in his throat. It was like he had been floating above the
clouds and crashed, back into reality.

He... loves me.

But he couldn't!
Ryou had a girlfriend... he had just cheated on... Oh, God...
He had totally forgotten about Anzu at some point. Oh, what had he
done...?

And now, he
realized that Bakura had... somehow been in love with him all along.
How could Ryou have been so blind to that? Bakura's gentleness, it
wasn't just done because they were such close friends. Bakura wasn't
like that with anybody else but him.

What was Ryou
supposed to do now? Telling the truth to Anzu was probably the most
reasonable thing to do. But he didn't want to hurt her. He could
always lie, yet he got the feeling Bakura wouldn't be willing to
share him with anyone.

Bakura kissed
Ryou's neck gently before pushing himself out of him. Ryou closed his
eyes, feeling guilt painfully weighing on him. Bakura moved so he was
lying on his side, his head resting on Ryou's chest. The younger one
nervously ran a hand through Bakura's hair.

Ryou bit his lip.
The depth of Bakura's feelings scared him, because, he wasn't sure he
could love him back just as much. Of course, he did like Bakura a lot
but... was he really in love? Or was it just a matter of sexual
preference?

I don't know anymore.

Maybe it would be
best just not to think about for the moment. Right now, he only
wanted to let sleep overcome him, relieving him of his guilt for a
brief amount of time.

I'm sorry... Anzu... Bakura...

&&&

I hope
you liked this first fic. Here's the list of the requests:

Thief
King x Ryou (Pharaoh Yamis Princess)

Bakura x
Ryou (The Lazy Snake)

Thief
King x Bakura x Ryou (Kutsu)

Thief
King x Bakura x Ryou (Freai)

Marik x
Bakura x Malik x Ryou (Fallin-Alone-Scared-Lost)

Malik x
Ryou (xox Dark Fallen Angel xox)

Bakura x
Jounouchi x Ryou (Strange Liou)

Atem x
Ryou (Xie)

Marik x
Bakura x Malik x Ryou (Yami Kuro Ookami Hatake)

If you
would like to change your request, tell me so.
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