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An Eye for an Eye	By : FrostDragon Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2206 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: This is a fan parody for the purpose of entertaining and not profit. I do not own Yu-gi-oh or any of its rights. This does contain adult themes and not for those of a certain age or those easily offended.

Chapter List
- 1-An Eye for an Eye
- 2-Ch.2 The House Always Wins
- 1
- 2
Awesome! I'm back and may have come up with a story plot for this perverse tale
I would like to just warn everyone, this is the first time and first attempt I have ever made at writing a proper sex scene. So as much as I would like to say be fair and be nice, I really need critical response from you all. If it does feel the scene is dragging on or the length of writing is distracting you all from getting into the mid-set of the sex, than tell me. I don’t want you all to be silently thinking to yourself “What is this, a sonnet? Just fuck the guy already!” That would not leave a good impression if I use the same method to write for “Nowhere”.
And if you were to ask me a year ago if a Pegasus/Ryou pairing would have been my first choice on my list of pairing I would have honestly said, hell no!
Also, just to get this out of the way, I would like to remind everyone that this fic follows the Manga continuity and not the anime. So those of you confused as to why I kept saying Pegasus was thought to be dead, well…because he kinda was. It was never declared but after Bakura gorged out Pegasus’s eye everyone pretty much assumes it and we never do see him again.
Before I forget, I got this question in a review. No, Bakura (evil spirit) will not be making an appearance in this story. Sorry to disappoint, but it seems out of place for him to be present and coming to Ryou's rescue blahblah. As much as it would be fun to come up with a plausible reason for the sennen items return, anything I write I know would not happen in the world of Yu-Gi-Oh (and for those of you who say I can't put that factor into consideration right after having Pegasus rape Ryou.....shut up....).

Chapter two: The House always wins
Vegas was considered by many to be a magical place, where one could enter as a poor man and the leave the next day as a rich one. Originally built in the middle of the desert, no one would have thought such a large city would rise out of the sand and turn into a dazzling city with illuminating light, attraction, people of status and men of chance that would put their life on the line if the price was right. Vegas certainly had a way of changing the very life of the people she welcomed. To an adult it was the must be place for anyone who was anyone, yet for a child nothing could have been duller.
Pegasus was the only son of a successful casino owner J. Crawford, a powerful man that controlled most of what went on inside the city and what secrets remained hidden. However, to the ten year old this meant little to nothing. Pegasus cared little for the glaring light of the city streets, the sleazy men, and the scandalous dressed woman. The grand hotels bored him, the lavishing spares filled him with emptiness, and even his father’s own casino bored young Pegasus into isolation. He had seen it all, he had seen a poor man walk in with lady luck by his side, winning every game, how men of culture came in to socialise and lose money that was nothing but pocket change to them.
He also saw how it spiralled out of control.
Lady Luck was very generous but even she had her price. Like a drug, once they started they could not get enough, bit even the entire sum of the casino was never be enough to fill their hearts. They gambled for more and more, and untimely lost it all in one night. He saw all types walk in and out, but they all eventually lost in the end. It was like life and death, it starts out wondrous and easing going. Then as the grim reaper grew closer and closer, they clung for life a bit long, if only just for a bit longer. Not that it mattered; death always came to collect in the end.
Vegas was a city that excluded children and as a result, young Pegasus had little to no friends to play with. As a result young Pegasus sort closure in his comics, cartoons and drawings. His only outlet from the adult world was in the form of a pink rabbit named Funny Bunny. Pegasus read every comic book and watched every episode that aired on TV. To Pegasus, Funny Bunny was his best friend and only companion. He even started to draw his favourite characters from the show and created his own comic strips. It was then Pegasus discovered his talent for drawing and painting, and decided on that day to become a famous artist, to have his works displayed in every museum for everyone to see and admire.
Crawford was a well renounced businessman and took his son on many of his trips abroad to far away countries to open new branches of his casinos. Pegasus cared little for the reason they travelled, but soaked in every opportunity to escape the hellhole that was Vegas. When exploring the landmarks with his mother, Pegasus absorbed all the culture, the history and the art. Pegasus especially looked forward to the museums they visited and fell in love with the mythology and magic, displayed in artist form for everyone to feel and understand. Pegasus made his decision to not follow his father’s business and instead go to study art and history.
It was then when he and his parents returned to Vegas once more, Pegasus expected to lock himself away in his room with his imagination and comic books. So it came as a surprise when he met the girl of his dreams. The young fourteen year old was forced to attend a social gathering and Pegasus expected little to no children, but was pleasantly surprised when he met a young girl about his age, dressed in blue and pink with thrills and curls. Her long golden hair matched the waves of her dress, as did the loveliness of her eyes.
Her name was Cecelia and for the first time Pegasus felt true love.
He awkwardly asked the young girl to dance with him and she took his hand with a giggle and they danced the night aware, before running away from the party to play, laugh and talk until they finally separated that same night. Pegasus thought he had said goodbye forever, but found himself loving his father’s business for the first time when he learnt Cecelia’s father was a business friend of his father’s. The two spent more and more time together and their parents were already discussing wedding plans before they themselves realised they had fallen for one another.
Pegasus continued painting and found himself increasingly better whenever Cecelia was there to watch. He stopped reading his childish comics and cartoons and embraced the life of an adult. Pegasus painted Ceceila’s portrait and it was single handily his best work. He then decided to paint as many portraits for her as possible, much to her embarrassment.
And now a fully grown adult, Pegasus planned on proposing to his first love and envisioned how they would live their lives together; in a small village perhaps, away from the cities and blinding lights. With fields of green instead of concrete and sand. They would live a peaceful life together away from the noise of traffic and loud noises, the life Pegasus always dreamt of having.
But then before he even had a chance to ask the question…
Fate intervened…
…
Pegasus now sat down in the guestroom of his mansion, on the edge of the silk covered bed, his legs crossed over and bounced in tow with the happy little tune he was currently humming to himself. To say Pegasus was excited was beyond words, after months of waiting and collecting data his men had finally caught his price. The beautiful white haired Japanese teenager that now slept soundlessly under the thick covers, Ryou Bakura.
Ryou Bakura currently lay on his back, the covers sitting below his chest as his cuffed arms rest above his head. Such a delicious specimen, Ryou was indeed was a beautiful creature. Skin so soft and pale, matching his thick locks of white with just a slight tinge of lavender to add some colour, no doubt the only small part he inherited from his father. The boy’s eyelashes were long and thick with black, resting in place on his round babyish face.
“You were in such as state when you first arrived.” Pegasus scolded half-heartedly and he ran his fingers through Ryou newly washed and dried hair and breathed in the scent of orchids.
The boy was in such a wreck when he first arrived, clearly his men were efficient but lacked taste. Clothes damp and muddy, hair wet and tangled beyond repair, it was a good thing Pegasus enjoyed dressing up his dolls. The moment Ryou was presented to him, tied up and unconscious, Pegasus had him bathed and redressed.
Ryou moaned something in his sleep and shifted, the chains clinked in tow as a stretched before rolling onto his side with his arms to his chest, back pressed against Pegasus’ high. Pegasus smiled happily and left Ryou’s hair alone.
Pegasus smiled at the adorable sight but his attention was then brought to the back of Ryou’s left hand, now curled under the boy’s chin. The sight confused Pegasus at first, the skin was twisted as if trying to heal around a stab wound (1).
“Looks like I’ not the only one left with scars.” Pegasus said, stroking the painful scar hidden behind his hair.
Ryou shifted once more and this time the boy had finally returned to the land of the living. Pegasus wanting to cherish every second, remained still. Ryou’s legs curled underneath the covers and his arms found their way to his closed eyes, rubbing them awake in a childish fashion. The chains followed and chimed as they moved. This confused the boy greatly as he suddenly he finally opened his opened his eyes. The boy’s mind panicked bit his body groggily rose to his knees, still aching from having been restrained for so long.
The boy had yet to realise Pegasus was on the bed and the older man was OK with that, he wanted to see how the boy would respond bit by bit. He wanted to slowly take in everything Ryou would say and do; after all he didn’t wait this long for his revenge just to slit the boy’s throat in his sleep. The youth stared at his cuffs and quivered at the realisation that he had been kidnapped.
Pegasus couldn’t hold back his excitement and giggle like with child persona he was known for. The boy’s body froze and Pegasus could practically see the ear turning, of course he remembered that laugh, that innocent childish, playful laugh that threw his opponents off guard and overestimated him. Ryou’s body quaked once more, his entire body shifting inch by inch, slowly turning around until Pegasus came face to face with Ryou’s smooth, round face. Pegasus had not seen the boy conscious yet, so he soaked in the shape, colour and emotions of Ryou’s deep blue eyes. (2)
“Well good morning my dear, Bakura.” Pegasus smiled charmingly like the gentlemen he technically was, using the same affectionate nickname Ryou remembered form their first encounter.
That word triggered Ryou’s memory and the entire duellist kingdom tournament flashed before Ryou’s eyes in a single heartbeat. Ryou’s eyes dilated and he felt his stomach churning. Unconsciously shaking his head in disbelieve, Ryou edged backwards on the bed, dragging the chains with him.
Pegasus’s widened at little Ryou’s reaction, the boy did indeed remember him and obviously pieced together the reason for his sudden kidnapping. The card designer however paid him no mind, his eyes wondering down Ryou’s body, dressed in red silk pyjamas that fit the boy’s body like a glove.
“I must say the night clothes fitted you much better than I expected.” Pegasus smirk, eye secretly undressing the boy as he raised a single hand to Ryou’s quivering face.
The touch surprised Ryou like a static shock, the elegents hands of a painter brushed down’s Ryou’s face, to his neck and collar bone. The hand then rested on Ryou’s chest, feeling his warmth until it flicked out and loosened one of the buttons of Ryou’s top.
The boy panicked and lashed out, scrambling off the bed in pure terror, only to tumbled to the floor at the last second when the chains was suddenly tugged harshly. Ryou feel the ground none too gently onto the soft carpet floor, but he paid this no heed as he followed the chains from his outstretched wrist to the headboard where they were secured to.
Pegasus grinned at the scene before him and savoured the look of pure terror on the boy’s face as he only now just realised the handcuffs. Just watching the gears tick inside the boy’s mind was enough for Pegasus to laugh uncontrollably.
“I do apologize; it is rude for a host to laugh at his guest.” Pegasus smiled sweetly, keeping up his fake façade.
The millionaire chuckled once more as he ran his fingers along the length of the thin chain, plucking them as if they were strings on a harp. Ryou in turn gained his footing and stood up, not allowing Pegasus to tower over him as he had done up till now. Ryou tugged on the chains but they did not quiver, the boy’s eyes quickly glanced all around the lavishing, but empty guest room. The chains allowed him to stand of the bed but did not provide nearly enough length for him to take another step away. He couldn’t reach anything in the room, not even the lamp near the bedside table. His only closure was two doors, one no doubt the en-suite, the other his freedom.
Ryou’s thoughts were interrupted once more as his chains were tugged on slightly and he saw Pegasus still waiting patiently on the bed, now lounged out on it. Frankly the only thing the man was missing was a robe, glass of wine and flowers petals decorating the bed. Ryou imminently rid himself of the thought as a blush spread to his face.
“What’s going on? Where am I? Where are my clothes and why am I here?!” Ryou demanded, snarling as he did so, but the fear in his eyes only made Pegasus’s smile broaden.
“You may have bloomed into a lovely rose, but I see the years have ruined your manners. Such a shame, you were very soft and shy, not to mention polite.” Pegasus sighed disappointingly.
“Maybe that’s because last time we met I wasn’t taken here against my will, waking up in a strange room with a man watching me as I slept!” Ryou shouted, but was silenced when Pegasus tugged on the metal, sending Ryou’s upper half tumbling onto the bed.
Pegasus smiled softly as he wrapped the chain around his wrist, preventing Ryou tugging it free.
“That is true, but then again can you blame me after our last encounter.” Face suddenly darkened, Ryou was taken as Pegasus tugged the chains more tightly, half dragging the Japanese boy onto the bed.
“You do remember the last time, don’t you my dear Bakura? I certainly won’t forget it for a long time!” Grabbing the boy by the shirt, Pegasus pulled Ryou’s face up close to his, their noses only millimetres apart.
The boy shivered under that glare, it was a stare Ryou had never seen before and even though he knew the card games creator was dangerous, he never thought Pegasus knew what anger was. Worse, with Ryou pressed up close against Pegasus’s own body, the man’s straight, silver hair parted and brushed the sides of Ryou’s face in a curtain, where Ryou could clearly see his missing eye.
Ryou gasped loudly and gagged at the sight before him. Pegasus’s eye was not just missing, the tissue had been torn as if clawed open. The skin warped around the close hole that would have been Pegasus’ eyelids and Ryou choked at the formation as the skin spiralled around to heal the gashing hole. Despite his polite and kind-hearted nature, Ryou was well known for his love of all things dark, mysterious and creepy. He especially loved scaring Jonouchi with his obsession for the occult, but seeing a deformed part of the body up close and real, it was too much for Ryou to bear.
“Unpleasant isn’t it?” Pegasus murmured against Ryou’s dry lips, drinking in the boy’s now paler complexion, his hand reaching out to stroke the spot of Ryou’s palm with a similar stab wound.
Memories of Duellist Kingdom came back to Ryou once more, specifically the dining table when he asked Yugi if he could have the false Sennen Eye. Ryou froze at that memory as he thought back to a more recent memory. He remembered keeping the eye, sitting it in one of his figurines cabinets and admiring the value of the gold use for such a childish prank. Ryou pretended it was the real Sennen Eye and thought back to later when it suddenly disappeared when he went with Yugi to the museum to unlock the Pharaoh’s memory.
It couldn’t have been… Ryou thought to himself, sweating under Pegasus’ hard stare, but the facts were all there. He had seen the news, Pegasus immediately took ill after the duellist Kingdom and no one heard from him since that day, eventually he was declared dead and everyone went on with their lives. Ryou had his suspicion, but quickly shrugged them off, after all he never found the Sennen Eye on his possession when they returned home, and so it had nothing to do with the spirit of the Sennen Ring…How wrong he was.
“I-I…” Ryou couldn’t’ bring himself to speak.
“I still have nightmares of that day.” Pegasus growled, releasing Ryou’s hand to tug on his soft locks of hair, forcing the boys head back.
“Sometime I actually wake up believing I actually did die and my boy just hasn’t accepted the fact it is indeed dead.” The man growled and Ryou cried out as his scalp was tugged harder. “It’s strange how the only comfort I have is this dismembered part of my face, reminding me I am still alive and the face of the person that tried to kill me!”
“Please!” Ryou screamed as his neck was pulled back into an uncomfortable angle. “I’m sorry, I didn’t know!”
Ryou was released from the madman’s iron hold and he fell onto his back, panting to regain his breath. This sensation was short lived when Pegasus straddled the boy’s legs and lent over Ryou, crouched almost possessively.
“Oh, I’m well aware of that my dear, Bakura. Even if push came to shove I am fully aware you do not have the heart to go through with an act like this.” Pegasus shushed quietly, stroking Ryou’s flushed face. “However that doesn’t change the fact, said friend of yourshas a blood debt to pay.”
“B-blood debt.” Ryou stuttered, half flinching as Pegasus’s wondering hand settled for rubbing Ryou’s a flame cheek affectionately.
“Of course, after all he has stolen something of mine and I demand payment for the crime. As such the normal price would have to be made in money but I doubt it would make and difference for a man of my stature, so I’ll just have to settle for…” The hand stopped and Pegasus lowered himself, lying on top of his captive, his head leaning down to the boy’s ear... “Blood.”
Pegasus felt Ryou’s heart sped up and grinned manically.
“Please! Don’t!” Ryou screamed, thrashing but with his hands pressed up against Pegasus’ chest he could do nothing but flail as he tried to kick the older man off.
“I suppose it’s only fair I take the same part you stole from me.” Pegasus mused happily as he traced Ryou’s delicate face lovingly. “Hmm, the only question now is how much blood should bleed. I doubt I’ll go to prison for your death, but then again it would be more satisfying to keep you alive so you’ll remember this for the rest of your life.” Pegasus chuckled half-heartedly despite his words, covering Ryou’s left eye with his hand, tilting his head in thought as if Ryou was an unfinished portrait that needed to be figured out before he could proceed.
“Please! Don’t! I’m sorry for what happened to you, but believe if I had known I would have done something to stop it!” Ryou cried silently, finally letting a tear fall from his face.
Ryou cringed and turned his face away, expecting the worst, his last thoughts were of his worried father. Who would never know what happened to his only child left, forced to live with the grief all over again that he not only lost his wife and youngest child, but now his only son, the only family he had left. Ryou couldn’t live with himself for putting his father through that kind of grief and prayed the man found comfort and moved on no matter how painful.
His thoughts were interrupted however, when two arms snaked their way around his waist. Ryou opened his eyes with shock as he was pulled into Pegasus’s lean body, pressed flush against the older male. His hair was petted in loving manner, similar to the way his father would comforted him after a bad dream. For a single moment Ryou was convinced he was in his father’s arms, waking up from a horrid nightmare, but reality reminded him of the situation at hand. Pegasus’s arms were not as warm and welcoming as his father’s and the hands that rubbed his back and stroked his hair felt perverse and sickening in comparison.
“Don’t worry; I have no intention of harming your beautiful face my dear, Bakura. You’ve grown far too beautiful for me to even think about harming such a lovely face.” He admired happily, eying Ryou’s round face yet thin face, large eyes with lush eyelashes and smooth, pale skin.
“However, I still demand payment on the one responsible for my eye, and if the real criminal can no longer be brought to justice, then the host shall have to pay for the sins of spirit.” Pegasus teased as he stroked the spot of Ryou’s chest where the Sennen Ring would have sat.
“Now, what do you think would be the best solution to this dilemma, my Dear Bakura?” Pegasus whispered darkly, his warm breath blowing over Ryou’s chapped lips.
“I-” He was silenced with a kiss.
Ryou’s eyes widened and he pushed at Pegasus chest, but the man merely moaned and rolled them back onto the bed, level with the headboard. Pegasus’ tongue demanded entrance but Rou had enough sense to keep his mouth. Not giving in so easily, Pegasus grind his hips against Ryou’s and the boy gasped. He was rewarded by a slick, appendage invading his mouth and stroking his lips, gums, teeth and even coaxed Ryou’s tongue to battle for dominance. Ryou gagged at the taste of expensive wine and fought for escape, even biting down on the invader’s tongue. Yet even without his Sennen Eye, Pegasus saw it coming and pulled back just in time.
The American narrowed his eye but quickly regained his posture, wagging a finger tauntingly.
“Ah, ah, ah, that is not how a gentleman behaves.”
“Most gentlemen aren’t groped against their will!” Ryou shouted in protest.
“Clearly you don’t to go to many charity events.” Pegasus giggled at his own jokes before sitting up.
Pegasus tugged firmly on the chains and Ryou’s arms were yanked up from his chest. Making quick work of wrapping the shining metal around the bed frame, Pegasus gave them one more yank for good measure and sat back on Ryou’s lap, admiring the vulnerable child underneath him.
Ryou blushed despite himself and squirmed under his restraints but the cuff would not yield and his only reward was raw wrist for his troubles. Ryou continued squirming even bucking his hips to get Pegasus off but it only excited the man further, grinding back.
“Let me go! My father won’t stand for this and neither will my friends!” Ryou threatened, even though he knew better than anyone it was a futile threat.
“I’m trembling.” Pegasus grinned, wasting no time in tearing each of buttons of Ryou’s shirt off, exposing his pale, flat chest underneath. “But last time I checked Yugi boy doesn’t have his protective friend to come to your rescue, and I doubt anyone will make the connection that I smuggled out of Japan.”
Ryou froze at those words, while it was true he was fully aware he had been kidnapped, having been taken outside his own country had never crossed his mind. If anything he expected Pegasus to be staying at a holiday home in the area. Surely there was no way he could have been transported to one country to the next without regaining consciousness. How long had he been knocked out?
Taking advantage of Ryou’s sudden lack of resistance, Pegasus leaned forward to continue his foreplay. The boy seemed absolutely perfect at first glance, but Pegasus was quickly learning the child had his own secrets waiting to reveal themselves. Pushing the open shirt apart, Pegasus was greeted by five identical scars that encircled Ryou’s chest. The shape told the older man that the scars were inflicted by stabbing wounds, but not from a knife, no something rounder, like spikes.
“Looks like I’m not the only with a few skeletons in his closet.” Pegasus purred, running a single finger down the boy’s chest, exploring the shape and feel of the scars underneath.
Ryou jumped at the sudden contact of something exploring his body, not accustom to the sensation of another person touching his bare skin so intimately. In any other situation Ryou imagined he would be giggling, begging the other to stop teasing him. However, Ryou was not in a laughing mood and was beyond terrified at the strange sensations the American coaxed out of him.
“Stop it!” Ryou begged as the hands worked their way lower.
Skilled hands only an artist could possess, explored Ryou’s body, stroking the alabaster skin, sending waves of pleasure through Ryou’s inexperienced body. The boy twisted under Pegasus’s caressed, trying his hardest to hold back a moan but he goose bumps of his skin and the thrusting of his hips betrayed his silence. Pegasus grinned harder, letting his hands rub their way to the child’s highs, massaging them more firmly.
“Please stop.” Ryou begged; face flush as he turned his head away in shame.
“Such a beautiful voice.” Pegasus breathed against the child’s neck, kissing down his jaw until he reached the spot behind Ryou’s ear and sucked.
Ryou arched his hips and could no longer supress another moan, throwing his head back, giving Pegasus more room to kiss and tease his flesh. Pegasus hands meanwhile found their way back up Ryou’s slim body and explored the child’s chest more firmly, hands gliding up to rub his chest and tease his nipples.
Ryou continued his futile begging in hopes of making Pegasus stop but it only excited the older man, evident by the shape pressed against Ryou’s inner highs. Pegasus ground his hips against Ryou’s body, coaxing the boy to life as well as he unconsciously spread his legs. A single hand continued petting Ryou’s sweating form, running over his erected nipple and pinching it painfully. Ryou screamed and arched his back, trying to look anywhere but the man molesting him, but the second hand found its way into Ryou’s hair and forced to the boy to turn back to Pegasus, where he was brought into a lust filled kiss. Wrapping own legs with Ryou’s own, Pegasus positioned them so that their lower bodies were intertwined, Pegasus right knee pressed firmly in-between Ryo’s legs and Ryou doing the same with his own.
The American sucked on Ryou’s tongue, forcing the boy to play along as he continued petting and teasing Ryou’s now heated chest, while still firmly rubbing the child’s semi erection. The friction was too much for Ryou to bare, as Pegasus moved his leg, the response caused Ryou to move his own, pleasuring the man he detested. The kiss eventually became unbearable and he was losing oxygen. With all his might Ryou pulled back on the hand holding his hair and broke the kiss, with only a trail of saliva connecting them. Pegasus smiled back, admiring the pales boy’s wine stained blush, stealing one last kiss before he released the child’s soft locks of white.
“Stop it, this is wrong.” Ryou panted, eyes closed tightly as the two continued to run against the other, their hardened members now noticeable through their trousers.
“I always did find these school uniforms to be very dashing on young men, but I had no idea you modelled it so well.” Pegasus grinned, releasing he boy’s legs to crawl down his body
Ryou gasped at the sudden roughness, but he was ignored when he felt Pegasus’s tongue flick across his chest, wet kissing slowly exploring his flush body until they reached his nipple and nibbled teasingly. Stuck between pain and pleasure Ryou tossed and turned, trying his hardest to regain movement of his legs, but Pegasus had repositioned himself so they were pinned down. Ryou mentally cursed himself for getting distracted when he could of kneed the pervert in the groin when he still had the chance. Suddenly a second hand began playing with his second nipple, Ryou had no choice but to arch his back and moan for Pegasus’s pleasure. He was so distracted by the teeth grazing across his flesh he didn’t notice the second hand moving lower until he felt the button of his pants being undone.
“Wait!” Ryou gasped, lifting his head in shock.
Pegasus took the zipper in-between his teeth and tugged down on it as his hands explored Ryou’s legs, rubbing up and down to excite the boy further. He got the appropriate response as Ryou continued to beg, his please mixing together with his pants and moans..
Without warning Pegasus tugged on the material, hard and Ryou’s school trousers were pulled downwards, pooling around his knees, revealing his obvious erection through his underwear. Ryou cringed and turned away in shame, only to be brought back into another suffocating kiss by Pegasus. Lightheaded, Ryou unconsciously moaned into the kiss, just as his erection was grabbed and pumped viciously. Pulling back, Ryou screamed at the sudden contact, and Pegasus grinned in delight continuing to kiss down the boy’s neck as he teased the hard flesh.
Tears of shame flowed down Ryou’s heated cheeks and he wanted nothing more than to hide under a rock, curl up and die. How could he face his father after this humiliation? It was worse that he was being forced into a sexual activity against his will, with another man of all things, but actually being forced to enjoy it. Ryou never felt more shamed in his entire life.
Crawling off his captive, Pegasus sat in-between Ryou’s legs and smiled down on him with love and affection that was clearly a lie. Removing his hands from Ryou’s quivering highs, Pegasus slowly removed his tie, unbuttoning each of his cufflinks, before finally removing his ruby red blazer. The jacket fell off his shoulders so gracefully, Ryou found himself engrossed at the strip tease before him, more so when his length bobbed impatiently.
Grinning down at the virgin beneath, Pegasus soaked in all of Ryou’s movement, from his flushed face, heavy panting, to his sweat covered body, the occasional twitching of his highs, the throbbing need of his neglected erection, but most of all, Pegasus drank in the tears from Ryou’s lust filled gazed. The boy had no idea how delectable he looked with his nativity, confusion and obvious need for more but unwilling to admit it.
Slowly undoing each button on his dress shirt, Pegasus took his time undressing as part of his muscular flesh was exposed with each flick of the button. The game creator was surprisingly muscular for an artist, no doubt from his constant travels before his game came into being. Still, the silver haired man maintained his slim stature that was more becoming of a simple businessman like himself, matching his long hair and child persona.
Finally removing the frilly shirt, Pegasus’s pale, but slightly tanned chest was left exposed for Ryou to see and much to the boy’s shame he liked what he saw. Even without his sennen eye, Pegasus still maintained the ability to read people and he loved as Ryou’s brown doe eyes skimmed over his entire frame, taking in every the muscle and trial of sweat. Grinning victoriously, Pegasus leaned over his prey and watched carefully as the boy’s eyes dilated. Biding his time, Pegasus lowered his body onto Ryou’s slimmer frame and enjoyed the sensation of skin touching skin, sweat upon sweat, but most of all he adored the warmth Ryou’s body generated. Caught up in the moment Ryou unconsciously rubbed his body against the man above him and Pegasus gladly followed, kissing Ryou, forcing their tongues to dance as their bodies moved against the other.
Reaching into the bedside draw, Pegasus rummaged around until he felt the familiar tube of lube. No longer distracted by the chest rubbing against his own, Ryou followed the arm and gasped silently when he saw
“Would you prefer it soft and gentle, or hard and rough?” Pegasus asked teasingly, bringing Ryou back to his senses.
“Fuck you!” Ryou screamed, kicking out but with his legs still restrained by the trousers pooled around his knees, he was helpless.
“I’ll take that as the later choice.” Pegasus murmured, coating the transparent substance onto his fingers.
Pressed his middle finger into Ryou’s virgin entrance, the boy gaped loudly from the coldness of the lube and from rough treatment the man inflicted. Pegasus cared little for Ryou’s enjoyment at this stage, forcefully pressing his finger deep into the boy’s cavern. Ryou’s back arched and he screamed loudly, unable to hold back his discomfort as the finger passed through his body, giving him little time to adjust. Just when he was about to relax, a second finger was added and his entranced was stretched further.
“You’re very responsive.” Pegasus mused out loud, paying close attention to Ryou’s facial expression than anything else.
“S-stop!” Ryou sobbed pathetically.
The man tilted his head in thought as if considering stopping, but instead smiled cruelly down at Ryou, curling his fingers, stretching the boy further. Ryou jumped at the pressure and screamed, sobbing louder. Pegasus released his hold but gave Ryou little time to adjust to the pressure as he slid in yet another finger and the torture continued. His actions changed dramatically; instead of keeping his fingers stationary he suddenly started forcing them in and out of Ryou’s body. The boy continued to squirm underneath the man, begging to be let go but Pegasus paid this no heed as he played with his new toy. Like before he gave no time for Ryou to adjust to the sensation as Pegasus probed deeper the find the spot in Ryou that would make him moan the way Pegasus wanted.
Ryou’s body suddenly clammed up and his cry was cut off mid-way and turned into a lust filled moan, much to his shock. His instincts telling him to pull back, Ryou wriggled around and desperately tried to crawl up the bed, but nails dig into his hips and kept his still as the fingers continued to thrust in and out of him, hitting the same spot each time.
“Perfect.” Pegasus grinned, unable to contain his excitement as Ryou’s body thrust up to meet each thrust against his will, clearly enjoying every moment of his so called torment.
Removing his fingers from his captive, Pegasus climbed off the boy and seemed to be retreating for good. Ryou was grateful, but the sensation was short lived when he felt his legs being lifted up, as was his hips.
Forced the restrained legs over his shoulders and spread the boy’s highs firmly apart so he could settle back into his previous position. Pegasus felt the boy’s silk bottoms rest on his back but immediately forgot about them as he gazed down at Ryou who look back at him with fear and pleasure, the lower half of his body pressed up against another man’s body with his virgin entrance unprotected.
“Beautiful.” Pegasus hissed venomously, unzipping his trousers and releasing his own erection that was grateful to finally be released from its prison.
“Please, don’t!” Ryou chocked, desperately trying to lift his legs off Pegasus’s shoulders.
Pegasus only shushed the boy as he leaned his body foreword for another kiss, forcing their bodies further together, and bending Ryou’s back into an uncomfortable position that left him relying on his captor to move and control him. Pressing their seat covered bodies together; Pegasus rubbed their erections together and happily licked the tears from Ryou’s face, enjoying the taste of the fresh bitters tears mixed with the new wet ones.
Ryou felt no control over his body and every action caused him to lean further into Pegasus’s hold and pleasure the man further, as if begging for more. Pegasus meanwhile continued to distract Ryou with his body as he groped around for the open container of lube and poured a heavy amount into his palm.
“Now, I want to watch and just lie back and enjoy.” Pegasus panted in a husky manner into Ryou’s ear.
Pegasus pumped his length, fully bringing his erection to live and effectively coating it with a generous amount of lube. As if entranced, Ryou watched the show before him as Pegasus pleasured himself. Finishing quickly, Pegasus wiped the remaining substance off his hand and onto the red blanket, before lifted himself on to his knees, giving Ryou some relief from the position he was forced to stay in.
“Feel free to bite if you want to stay quiet, it stimulates me.” Pegasus whispered huskily, wrapping his arm around the boy’s shoulders just before he thrust his hips.
Ryou couldn’t hold back another scream as the length plunged deep within him, until the hilt rest firmly inside him, as far as it would go. Pegasus then leaned forward once again, forcing the boy’s knees back so they were level with the boy’s head. The change in position forced his length in further and the angle only hurt more as Ryou was forced to roll back.
“So tight.” Pegasus moaned heavily against Ryou’s ear, loving the warmth and tight sensation the boy gave as his body clenched and unclenched, unable to cope with the sudden invasion.
Taking the offer form earlier, Ryou bit down on Pegasus’s shoulder and grit his teeth. Pegasus moaned at the contact and grinned against the boy’s neck as he ground their hips together, searching for the boy’s prostate once more.
Ryou squirmed underneath the American, his head telling him to give up and just relax, while his body was unable to comply with the order and continued to wrap itself around the man’s shaft, only pleasuring the invader further. Grinding their hips together, Ryou’s body suddenly went rigid and he released his hold on Pegasus, throwing his head back to scream, blood dripping from his chin. Moving his arms so they both held Ryou’s hips in place, Pegasus retreated from his captive, until his head was the only thing still pressed until, only to thrust his entire length back in, hitting the same spot as before.
Ryou moaned with each thrust and his eyes exploded with, caught up in his own pleasure to hate or fight against Pegasus any longer. He held on tightly as Pegasus continued to thrust in and out, keeping a steady rhythm for Ryou to finally adjust, and for Pegasus to gradually increase his pace.
Ryou unconsciously begged for more and Pegasus was more than willing to comply as he thrust harder and faster, while still enjoying Ryou’s torment as he was forced to enjoy the game they were playing.
“Please, please, I-I-I.” Ryou whispered over and over, desperately needing release but unwilling to say the words that would get Pegasus off on.
“If you want something then you have to tell me, otherwise I can’t give you what you want.” Pegasus teased seductively, purposely pressing his body down so each of his thrust rubbed along Ryou’s forgotten erection.
“Please, I can’t!” Ryou cried, his eyes still begging for help.
“Then I guess you’ll just have to wait for it to go down the hard way.” Pegasus explained no sympathy in his words, but the grin never once faltered.
“I-I need to cum, please, make me cum.” Ryou quickly begged, his flame aflame once more from the heat of the moment and humiliation was forced to endure.
“That’ll do.” Releasing his hold on Ryou’s hips, Pegasus pumped Ryou’s cock, fully stimulating the boy into the slut that screamed for released.
The thrusts increased and Rou’s screams grew louder, their bodies moved as one like lovers, their sweat mingled together. Ryou was the first to orgasm, his sperm burst all over his chest and Pegasus’s hand. The boy then shook and fell limp under the older man’s hold and continued to moan as he was fucked. Pegasus came not long after, pressing himself firmly against the Japanese student, filling Ryou’s inside with his warm semen. The pressure caused Ryou to grit his teeth and Pegasus held it longer just to watch the boy squirm for a few seconds more. Finally removing himself from Ryou all together, Pegasus lifted the limp legs off of his shoulders and dropped them carelessly to the mattress. Still caught in the aftershock, Ryou’s body remained still as his mind was slowly awaken, digesting all his body had down against his will and what he had ultimately, willingly did with his rapist. The realisation finally settled and Ryou curled into a ball and sobbed quietly, his hands still hanging above him.
Pegasus meanwhile smiled at his victim as he reached into the open draw and pulled out some wet wipes to clean himself with. He then removed the still wet stains on the bed before finally crawling over Ryou’s shock form and cleaned him up as well. He then loosened the bond around Ryou’s wrist so they could fall freely by his side. Ryou unconsciously moved them close to his chest and Pegasus allowed it. The madman then reached underneath the pillow Ryou claimed as his safety cushion and pulled out a collar, similar in style to the shackles and like them, connected to a thin chain leading back to the bedframe. He brushed Ryou’s flared hair back and secured the bond around the boy’s neck. He then took hold of the chains connecting Ryou’s together and lifted them up to the collar, where the then clipped the chains links to two grooves in the collar’s design, firmly connecting them to the collar so Ryou couldn’t move his hands.
It was only then Pegasus finally removed his remaining article of clothing and stood naked over Ryou. He reached for a white and gold trimmed robe by the side of the bed and causally put it over his shoulders and covered himself. Ryou was then all but forgotten as Pegasus happily strolled over to the drawn curtains on the opposite side of the room, pushing them aside to reveal the Japanese landscape of the countryside.
“We’re not actually in America; this is just a country home I had built once I knew I would be having several business contacts with Kaiba-boy after his hologram projections finally took off.” Pegasus calmly explained acting oblivious to the criminal act he had just subjected Ryou to only minutes ago.
“As much as I love your culture and all its wonders, I get homesick very easily these days and it does little for my soul.” He mumbled, opening the doorframe, letting the smell of sex escape and allow the cool spring breeze in.
“I’ve decided we’ll leave for Florida first thing in the morning. I’ve taken too much time off work and I only wanted to make sure you were to make liking and I must you didn’t disappoint.” He smiled widely like a cat that devoured a canary.
Leaving the door open, Pegasus turned off the lights which coated the room in darkness. Pegasus then stalked back to the now traumatized teenager and crawled into bed with him, half dragging the boy underneath the covers as Ryou refused to move from his fatal position.
“Rest, you’ll feel better tomorrow, and then you’ll start your new life with me in America.” Pegasus cooed quietly, as if they were a happy couple ready to elope.
Ryou’s body did not respond, but the quiver in his eyes proved that he was indeed listening and how he wanted nothing more than to go home to his friends and family. Pegasus carefully folded the blanket around them before settling in to the soft pillows beneath them. He pulled Ryou close to him and spooned the boy’s back, kissing his shoulders affectionately.
The room fell silent as Pegasus drifted off into peaceful slumber, leaving a wide eyes open Ryou to stare into the distance beyond the country mansion. The sky was dark with blues and purples, with twinkle stars occupying the open spaces of the midnight sky. The spring time trees were filled with new fresh leaves, welcoming the new season and upcoming summer. The hills meanwhile spread across the horizon with long blades of healthy grass.
Fighting back the exhaustion and need for sleep, Ryou forced his eyes to stay open as he watched the world pass by and the sky turn from black and blue to orange and pink. If this was indeed the last sight Ryou would ever have of his beloved homeland, then Ryou would drink in every last drop he could savour until the sun raised the next day.
The next day, Ryou finally embraced the call for sleep as the rising sun warmed his tear stained face.
1. Again with manga continuity, those who did not read the manga may be unaware of when Bakura was first introduced. Long story short the spirit sealed his friends in lead figurines to play in a RTPG, Bakura tried to help save his friends even though he could only controlled the left hand of his body, and as a result the spirit grew annoyed and stabbed it onto a toy castle spire. So I believe Bakura didn’t make it out with just a scratch.
2. You heard me right, again since I am following the manga version of Yu-Gi-Oh, I will also be sticking with the same characteristics, including Ryou’s blue eyes. Now before anyone corrects me, yes they are brown in the anime and yes even green in season 0, however if you look at any volume cover Ryou is present in, his eyes are always blue…when his entire body isn’t also shaded in blue… which is often….yeah what was up with that?
Finally, I'm guessing Pegasus doesn't call anyone boy in the Japanese version, but it just to cute to leave out. And yes that is the main reason why I'm letting Pegasus call Ryou, my dear Bakura. Am I the only that finds it weird he calls Ryou that in the dub? I think that line alone is the main inspiration for this fanfic.
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