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Saturday in the Park	By : Evilpyecat Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2237 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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A.N.- Well, got chapter 2 ready to go. I don’t have any reviews yet, but I’m a patient person, I can wait. There will be a little “action” in this chapter, so without further ado, chapter 2! (Hey, that rhymes J)

Last Chapter- Marik and Malik have breakfast, with Malik convincing Marik to take him to the park to see the trees as they change color for the fall season, after a little bit of convincing from Malik . As they get their stuff together for the outing, let’s look into how Bakura and Ryou’s day gets started…………
Pairings:
Marik/Malik (have patience, they’ll get to it soon………….)
Bakura/Ryou (they’re gonna get to it VERY soon…………)
WARNING: LEMONY GOODNESS LIES AHEAD!!! DON’T LIKE IT? THEN WHY ARE YOU READING THIS!?!

Same Saturday Morning….same time………

Ryou was a morning person, always. As soon as his eyes would pop open, he was flying out of the bed, into his clothes, and into his daily routine. Breakfast, cleaning, laundry, lunch, shopping, yard work, weekend homework, supper, and finally relaxing with a movie at the end of the day; it was always a busy day for him. He went out on the town on Friday, usually, but last night he had declined the offer of a dinner date from his other half, in lieu of coming home to get the house in order. He had reminded his aggravated dark that they had a date at the local park the next day, and therefore needed to get affairs in order at home so he could enjoy the day without having to cram everything into the hours not spent strolling around in the beautifully colored leaves.
Bakura had been pissed, to say the least.
He didn’t understand why his bubbly Hikari had to always occupy his time with the mundane chores he set himself to. Sure, he understood homework, couldn’t have him failing his classes, now could he? And he understood the shopping part, too. You had to have shit at home to cook, and soap to wash your ass with. What he didn’t understand was why the hell did he always have to keep the house so fucking spotless, the yard perfectly immaculate, all the clothes neatly ironed, folded, and hung up in their respective spots, and insist on making all three meals of the day at home. Couldn’t Ryou just order something out to cut back on all the time he spent in that damn kitchen? Hire a gardener or one of the little bastards in the neighborhood to keep the yard situated. Weren’t there laundry mats that would do your laundry for you? He had asked his beloved one these questions before, thousands of times. Each time he did, he would always get the same response.
“Why don’t you help me get it all done then if you want me to have more free time to spend with you?”
Oh, HELL NO!!! He did not do domestic work. Fuck that shit. Nope, sorry. He would rather spend his time doing what the hell he wanted to do. He had to have time to go loot some sorry asshole’s house or business, and change his acquisitions over into cold hard green so he could keep his booze supply stocked up. There was always room to improve on his vast arsenal of bladed weaponry, which he took pride in keeping in top shape. Plus, he and Marik always had some kind of outing planned at a local bar or pool hall, couldn’t blow off his best friend, now could he? That was just bad manners. Not to mention, on top of all of that, he had to go kick the Pharaoh’s ass at least once a week, just to remind the scrawny little shit that he was still around.
Yup, his days were always full.
But he did make time for his light, though. By the gods, he couldn’t neglect him, now could he? Oh no no no, not his sweet little light, with his long silvery white hair that felt oh-so-good to the touch and smelled so heavenly. Not his silken skinned lover, who he had to touch at least 50 times a day in a mix of naughty and even naughtier ways that had that beautiful ivory colored face blushing to the point that it would probably glow in the dark. By touching, he meant with hands, mouth, teeth, and any other parts of his anatomy available at the moment. Ahh, if only there was some way to bottle the pleasure he gained from thoroughly molesting his other half on a daily basis. He would be a millionaire. That was, if he was willing to share, which he wasn’t, thank you very fucking much. But, mentioning parts of his anatomy………………
Bakura slowly stirred under the covers, a certain part of said anatomy awake and at attention, as it was every damn time he woke up. Groaning, he pulled his still-asleep lover closer to him, snuggling into the warmth and delicious smelling creature he had the privilege of claiming as his. As he settled down to drift back into his dreams of lovingly mauling said creature, he was made aware of his current state by the one next to him, who had snuggled back against him and pressed their shapely and delectably curved bottom against his one-eyed soldier, who sent a message straight to its commander-in-chief, letting him know that a situation had arisen, and there was a solution VERY CLOSE at hand. Groaning again, Bakura’s cognitive wheels began rotating, sleep slowly slipping away from him. Forcing one groggy eye open, he started to process the information being sent to him via his ready comrade below.
‘Heh heh, time to get things rolling’, Bakura thought to himself, the predicament at hand finally clicking in his now unfogged mind.
Giving a slow and bone-cracking stretch, he thought out and decided on his battle plan. With a soft growl and a slow, sensual motion, he ran the hand that had been up until then resting on his sleeping light’s chest southward, mapping out with his palm the stretch of shapely, yet still soft muscles that made up the stomach. Traveling slowly and with a gentle caressing motion, his hand crossed over the lower part of Ryou’s abdominal region, sliding diagonally across a well-formed waist and slightly flaring hip, downward still until his hand reached that delightfully firm ass. With a sigh, he grabbed the cheek he had come across, kneading the flesh gently with his finger tips.
“Hikari-love, time to wake up.”
His light let out a soft sigh and snuggled down and back further into the blanket and the hand that squeezed his bottom oh so lovingly.
“C’mon love, time to rise and shine.” Ryou groaned.
“Mmm, just five more minutes, ‘k?”
The dark one chuckled.
“Sorry, but you have a certain someone trying to get your attention, and he is just aching to be re-acquainted with your….heh heh….assets.”
“Whaaa…?”
Eyes blinking open slowly, Ryou quickly became aware of this certain “someone”, who apparently had decided to take up residence pressing against the crease that ran between his two cheeks below, one of which was still being rubbed and massaged by a large, slightly calloused hand. He grinned, knowing what attention “he” was asking for. He rolled over, dislodging the hand groping his ass and the visitor pressing up against the seam of said ass, and was greeted by dark, lust-filled eyes, a mop of sleep-tousled hair the same shade and length as his, and a leering grin that would knock out any other with its power and seductive charm. He gave a gentle smile in return, stretching and yawning quietly before greeting his dark.
“Good morning, ‘Kura.”
Bakura’s grin became even more sinful.
“Well, I see someone has finally decided to answer his summons.”
Ryou laughed lightly, rolling his eyes upward.
“Bite me, Bakura.”
“With pleasure, my little light.”
The dark one dove for the hikari’s neck, gently nipping and licking down one side, across his collarbone, and back up the other side, teasing his lover’s skin with the skill that one gains after many such encounters. Reaching the place where neck and jaw meet, he gave him a slightly more aggressive nip, which earned him a squeak in response. His tongue quickly followed, soothing the bit of assaulted skin and easing away the slight burn left behind.
“Mmm, ‘Kura………..”
Encouraged by the sounds coming from his light, Bakura made his way higher up still and over, kissing and suckling along the path he was taking until he finally made it to his first goal of the morning, the soft, sensual, luscious lips of his lover. He claimed those lips, moving his mouth against Ryou’s gently at first, slowly making the kiss more deep and passionate. He licked the lower lip he held captive; asking for entrance into that hot, wet, sweet tasting mouth hidden behind those lips, and was granted entrance with a soft, mewling sigh from the other. He slowly tasted the moist recesses he was exploring, rolling and teasing the tongue of his light, coaxing him into battle. His request was granted, as Ryou gently delved into his dark’s mouth, mapping out the interior with a growing intensity, battling his tongue with his own. After several minutes of this wonderful meeting of lips and tongue, they parted from each other, breathless and fully aroused.
“God, you’re a great kisser, ‘Kura.” Bakura grinned.
“You’re not too bad yourself, love.”
Bakura was starting to feel the strain of his unsatisfied lust, so he decided to start heading towards his second goal of the morning.
He gave Ryou another earth-shattering kiss, then retraced the steps made with his lips earlier back down his jaw, down the side of his neck, still suckling and kissing gently as he once again found his collarbone. He bit down, leaving a mark that announced to the world that this was HIS territory, grinning at the reddened flesh and the impressions of his teeth left there. Not wanting to waste time gloating, he made his way lower, licking down the expanse of the younger man’s chest, receiving a steady assault of moans, whimpers, and mewling sounds upon his ears. He veered left, finding a nub already semi-hard and begging for his attentions. He gave it, licking the appendage first, the softly sucking the tasty treat into his mouth to roll his tongue around.
“Oh, God, yes Bakura……”
Ryou was lost in the sensations of being thoroughly tasted by his dark, receiving several nips to the currently occupied area. Making himself think for a second, he decided to give a little attention of his own, reaching out to gently grasp his dark’s cock, finding it hard as steel, and very thick with need. With a murmur of appreciation for the other one’s advances on his person, he began to stroke the velvety length caught in his hand slowly, tearing a gasp and a moan from his other half.
“Yeah, baby, just like that. Holy FUCK, Ryou!!!”
Ryou grinned, knowing he was tempting the devil himself with his advances on the other.
Bakura finally abandoned the now fully erect peak, and dove hungrily towards the other, latching on furiously and sucking with abandon while he moaned and panted from the attentions being given to his “soldier.”
Bakura’s sudden attack on his other nipple had him gasping for breath, and he decided to increase the pace he was using while stroking his lover’s cock. Speeding up his movements, he could feel the slickness being spread by his movements that came from the head of the weeping weapon, making his motions upon the appendage nearly unbearable for the one receiving them.
“Shit!”
Ryou’s grin grew, and he sped up his pace some more, knowing he was driving his dark crazy with his ministrations.
Bakura felt his animalistic side starting to take over, his need growing with every motion of that little hand over his already engorged dick. Starting to get impatient, he pulled that teasing hand away, growling loudly in lust. Deciding that his light should be taught a quick lesson, he left the other nub he had been molesting, leaving it just as erect and swollen as its twin. He made quick work of the expanse of skin that was his light’s stomach and abdomen, licking and nipping his way down to the top of the nest of curls that surrounded his lover’s shaft. With a wicked grin on his face, he made sure that his Hikari’s eyes were on him, and without warning engulfed the sizable pole presented to him whole with his mouth, sucking hard and establishing a slow, steady pace as he began to bob his head up and down on him, having claimed his third goal.
Ryou’s moans had filled the air as his dark had travelled downward towards his next destination, anticipation creating butterflies in his stomach. That mop of messy, but sinfully sexy looking hair had blocked his view of what Bakura was doing on his trip south, but he sure had felt it. When his dark had reached the finish line, he had looked up at him with a look on his face that had to have been borrowed from Satan himself. That look had made him very excited and very frightened at the same time. Both thoughts, however, were banished from his mind when Bakura had suddenly, and without warning, engulfed him in the hot wetness of his mouth, putting suction on his member that not even an industrial vacuum cleaner could rival. As his dark lover started to move up and down on his stiff and swollen flesh, he snapped his head back, back arching as he screamed out his pleasure.
“BAKURAAAAA!!!”
The evil being between his legs grinned around his generous mouthful, and increased his motions, his tongue licking and swirling around his cock as his head bobbing grew more frantic and intense, pinning down the younger’s hips that were starting to buck upwards.
“Ahh…..nnggh……….ohgodohgodohgod…………please…………….”
The sounds escaping from the Hikari’s mouth almost sent Bakura over the edge. Wanting to go over said edge buried deep within his light, he brought Ryou to his climax quickly, swallowing his member and working his throat hard against the turgid length.
“Yes…yes….yes…..yes…….YESSSSSS!!!”
And with a shriek of unbridled pleasure, Ryou gave up his load, shooting off spurts of his love juice down his dark’s throat, who swallowed the offering greedily, lapping up the remains that ran down the quickly diminishing staff, finally releasing his prisoner with a heated kiss to the tip of the now overly sensitized flesh.
“Ah, Ryou, love, you always taste so sweet.”
Ryou moaned at the low, sultry voice purring it’s pleasure at him, already anticipating the finale of their morning interlude together, wanting to feel his dark buried deep to the hilt inside of him, fucking him senseless. He whimpered at his dark, pleading with his eyes.
“Bakura, please…….”
“Please WHAT, little one??
Another whimper was let loose.
“Please…….take me now!!!”
Bakura chuckled low in his chest, his already raging hard member becoming even more engorged by the light’s pleas. He rolled Ryou onto his back, rising to his knees next to his lover. He reached over to the nightstand on his side of the bed and grabbed the tube of cherry scented lubricant he kept at hand for such occasions. Popping the lid, he squeezed out a generous amount onto his fingers, rubbing them together to coat them thoroughly for the task that lay ahead
“Spread your legs, love.”
Ryou quickly complied with the request, bending his knees and spreading his thighs wide, displaying himself in his full glory to his sexy dark.
Bakura growled, loving the site before him, knowing he was the only one who had ever ventured into this territory. Needing to keep things moving along quickly, he slid one digit down the path from his Hikari’s sac to the entrance of what was the equivalent of heaven for the dark. He teased the rosy puckered flesh, making small circles with his seeking finger.
“N-noooo, please, don’t t-tease m-meeeee, pleeeeeaaassseee…..,” Ryou whimpered up at his lover.
“Shh, love, be patient,” Bakura crooned in his dark, sexy voice.
After ensuring the opening to his personal paradise was fully slicked, he eased that wandering finger into Ryou, pushing in deep, until it was buried within the Hikari down to where digit met palm. He began to imitate upcoming actions with the finger, pulling out and easing back in slowly, stroking the heated velvet hidden within.
Ryou moaned softly, loving the sensation of being loved by his dark’s finger, gasping then moaning as Bakura added a second finger into the mix.
Bakura began to scissor his fingers, working the opening, stretching him so he could slide into him with ease. He added another finger; now three were worrying the moaning and wanton light beneath him. Finally, he felt that his lover was sufficiently stretched to take his girth, and he shifted so he was between Ryou’s trembling thighs, removing the invading fingers gently.
“Are you ready for me, baby?”
“Oh, God, yes, yes!!!”
The dark laughed lightly, enjoying the sight of his little one laying before him, covered in a thin sheet of sweat, chest rising and falling quickly to draw in short breaths of air. Ryou gazed at him in expectation, flushed cheeks and lusty gaze mesmerizing Bakura, making him want to just pound him into oblivion. And, that was what he was going to do.
Ryou watched anxiously as Bakura picked up the lube again and proceeded to coat his bobbing cock thoroughly in the substance. Then, as the dark moved into position, pressing the head of his enormous member to his opening, Ryou licked his lips, tremors of excitement and need vibrating up and down his spine. He moved his legs up onto his lover’s shoulders, and lifted his hips, making access to his most intimate area more ready.
“I love you, Ryou.”
Having said that, Bakura slid slowly past the entrance, pushing himself deep into his beautiful and thoroughly sexy Hikari. He didn’t stop until he was all the way in; the hilt of his shaft pressed against the other’s opening. His fourth and final goal had been obtained. Victory.
Ryou cried out as Bakura slid into him, feeling the walls of his passage stretching to accommodate his lover’s intruding cock. Bakura lay still for a few moments, allowing his light to adjust to his incredible length and girth before continuing.
“Are you ok, little one?”
Ryou smiled up at him.
“Yes, my love, I’m fine.”
“Good.”
And with reassurance from his other half, he started to move, in and out, slowly at first, aiming for that spot deep within Ryou that always set the light on fire, begging for more. Finding it quickly, he adjusted his angle, and began to thrust harder, putting more weight behind each movement, nailing that sweet bundle of nerves again and again.
Ryou cried out every time his dark struck his sweet spot, bucking his hips in time to the other’s movements, desperate for more. As Bakura intensified his attack upon his person, his cries turned into wails, and then shrieks, as his older lover pounded into him violently.
“Ba…..ku……raaaa…..aaa…….aaa…..AAAAAHHHHH!!!”
“FUCK YEAH, BABY!!! TAKE IT, LOVE! TAKE IT ALL!”
“Oh….God…..yes….yes….yes…..”
Bakura was now fucking Ryou with a beastly intent, waves of pure pleasure rolling through his being, loving every single moment of it. All too soon, the familiar feeling of burning began to build, quicker and quicker.
“Ryou…………..baby……………I’m gonna……………”
Ryou was close himself, his member already raging again, the tip weeping pre-cum, as though it was crying for release. He reached down and grabbed his engorged shaft, pumping his length hard, keeping time with the thrusts of both of their hips.
“’Kura, please………………”
The dark let loose, throwing everything that he had at his light with every thrust, that burning sensation almost too much to bear.
“Baby, I’m g-gonna…………..”
“OH………YES…………GOD, BAKURAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!”
With a scream that shook the gates of Hell themselves, Ryou came hard, lights flashing in front of his vision, his cock shooting, splashing his and Bakura’s chests and stomachs with its thick, pearly essence. With a few more vicious thrusts deep into his light, Bakura followed him, howling incoherently as his seed was wrenched from his body, the tightened walls of his lover’s passage seeming to milk it from him, and pull it deep inside. They rode the waves of their orgasm together, both sweating and shaking profusely with the intensity of their passion. Several minutes passed before Bakura could remove himself from his light’s inner depths. Sliding out gently, he collapsed next to Ryou, breathing almost back to normal. Ryou, who was fighting to get his breaths into an even pattern sighed, a feeling of fulfillment flowing through him. He turned onto his side, taking in his dark’s profile, a smile plastered on his face.
“I swear to God, I think it gets better every time we make love to each other.” Bakura turned to him and grinned.
“I have to agree, little one. Your channel seems to get tighter and tighter every time I partake of it.” Ryou blushed.
“I love you, my beloved dark.”
“I love you too, my lovely Hikari.”
They lay there a few more minutes, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking, enjoying each other’s silent company, content to listen to each other breathe.
Suddenly, something poked at his mind, something that kind of bugged him. It was almost like he was forgetting something……………….wasn’t there something happening today?
“’Kura?”
“Hmm?”
“What time is it?”
Bakura turned over to look at the clock on his nightstand.
“It’s 8:47 a.m., why?”
Ryou thought hard for a moment.
And then it hit him.
“SHIT!!!”
Bakura jumped, nearly falling off of the bed.
“WHAT!?”
“THE PARK!!!”
“Huh?”
Ryou jumped out of bed and ran towards the bathroom, panicking.
“The park, remember? We’re supposed to meet Marik and Malik there in less than 15 minutes!!!”
Ryou turned on the shower and ran back out while saying this, grabbing clothes from his drawers and closet.
Bakura groaned.
‘Oh goody, a perfectly good start to the day getting fucked up by those two, urgh, bastards!’
“’KURA!!!”
“WHAT!?”
“HURRY UP!!! WE’RE GONNA BE LATE, LAZYASS!!!”
Bakura groaned again.
‘Those bastards will pay for this, oh yes……………’

A.N.: Well, U like? Let me know how I did. It was my first Lemon, and constructive criticism is very welcome. See you next time.
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