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~The Fear~

By:
Aerys Krystie.

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Yami wasn�t sure if he
should be frightened or relieved. Bakura was going to be the one taking his
virginity, which was one of his worst nightmares. He had been thinking of ways
to get into Kaiba�s pants for weeks.

On the other hand,
Bakura was preparing him, even if he was on all fours like a wanton slut. Of all
positions he wanted to be in for his first time, this was not one of them. In
fact, this one was on the bottom of the list, along with doing it in the shower,
kitchen, living room, anywhere where someone could walk in and catch them.

He clenched his jaw as
Bakura entered a second finger into his rear. He was having second thoughts
about this. What Bakura had done before, that was nice. Very nice. But this,
this was horrible and painful. He thought sex was supposed to feel good.

All thoughts of pain
left his mind when Bakura struck something that felt wonderful. Something that
made him want more. Something that made him see stars. Without knowing what he
was doing, Yami pushed back on the digits that were inside him.

Bakura chuckle. �I
thought you might like that, Pharaoh.� Bakura slowly entered a third finger into
Yami�s behind, giving him a few seconds to adjust before working them in and
out.

Yami didn�t notice the
third finger being inserted much. Not while Bakura�s other fingers were playing
with that spot inside him. His eyes half closed, mouth open, he rocked back and
forth onto Bakura�s fingers. At least the preparation felt good. He just wasn�t
sure how taking in Bakura�s length would go.

Yami reached underneath
himself, taking his newly awaken erection into his hand, running his hand up and
down it. He looked over his shoulder when Bakura slapped his butt.

�No touching yourself
until I say you can. I�ll think of more rules as we go along.� Bakura slapped
Yami�s rear again, liking the way Yami�s inner walls clenched around his
fingers.

�Hit me again, Bakura,�
Yami moaned out, reluctantly letting going of his organ.

Bakura raised an
eyebrow, but slapped Yami again, contently with the sigh he got. He could
defiantly have some fun now. He removed his fingers from Yami�s hole, receiving
a cry of protest. His hand connected with Yami�s buttocks again, causing the
other spirit to moan.

Bakura picked up the
tube of lubricant. He poured some into his hand, closed the tube, throwing it to
the floor somewhere. He rubbed the clear gel between his hands before applying
it to his weeping member. His eyes closed, moaning.

He stopped himself
before he could get off on it too much, and gripped Yami�s hip with a hand. With
his other hand, he directed his erection to Yami�s anus. He pushed the head of
his organ in, stopping. He knew how it felt the first time, and without
preparation.

He waited a moment or
two, though it was killing him, until he was pretty certain that Yami had
adjusted to the width. He pushed in a little further, feeling Yami�s body trying
to expel him. He knew it hurt, even with the fingering, but there was nothing he
could do about that.

He continued to push
himself in gradually, not wanting to tear Yami. That was the last thing he
needed. Yami explaining to everyone why he couldn�t sit down. He would have a
little difficulty sitting down tomorrow, but he would be able to bear it at
least.

When he was fully seated
in, Bakura stopped, giving him and Yami a chance to catch their breath. He
gripped Yami�s hips. He had forgotten how good a virgin�s body felt. He licked
the nape of Yami�s neck, gently nipping it.

One of his hands left
Yami�s hips, snaking around to grasp Yami�s erection. His thumb swirled around
the head, still slick from the lubricant. He felt Yami relax a little. He left
Yami�s member alone, gripping his hips again. He pulled out slowly, and
re-entered himself the same way.

Yami bit his lower lip.
It hadn�t been too bad until Bakura entered him. He felt as though he was being
stretched beyond his limits. He didn�t think Bakura could ever be this soft when
having sex, and Yami was one who didn�t like to be proven wrong.

When he felt Bakura
playing with his organ, his body almost instantly relaxed a little. In the back
of his mind he knew this was all to keep Bakura�s mouth closed, but he still
couldn�t help but enjoy it. Though it still hurt when Bakura moved, it wasn�t
nearly as bad as he thought it would be.

Yami gasped when Bakura
struck that spot inside him again. His back arched as it was hit again and
again. This was how he thought sex would feel. Sheer pleasure with a hint of
pain, which just added to it. He pushed back onto Bakura�s length, and as a
result, Bakura moved faster.

Yami�s eyes rolled into
the back of his head as that sweet spot was hit every time Bakura entered him.
He lowered his head, moaning, until Bakura hit it with force, causing him to
scream and his head to snap up. A stream of saliva fell from his open mouth,
falling to the bed, not that he noticed or cared.

Bakura let his head fall
back. �Fuck,� he moaned as he slammed into Yami. He knew he shouldn�t be so
rough, but his body had needs as well, and to come was the main one.

Bakura�s grip tightened
on Yami�s hips. He was grateful that Yami had tanned skin, otherwise he would be
rather brushed tomorrow. He lent forward at the waist, letting his hips do all
the work as he licked Yami�s ear.

�You can touch yourself
now,� he whispered hotly, watching as Yami steadied himself on one hand, while
the other went to his erection.

Yami�s hand worked with
the speed of Bakura�s thrusts. His cries of pleasure got louder as he neared his
end. He didn�t want to come but he didn�t have any control of his body. He
screamed Bakura�s name in utter bliss as he released onto his abdomen and the
covers.

Bakura grinded his
teeth. He tried to hold off his own orgasm. He knew it was a lost cause. He
pulled out of Yami and released onto the covers of the bed, running his hand up
and down the length until no more came out. He kept himself steady, staring at
Yami�s quivering body.

When he regained
himself, Bakura stood straight, stroking Yami�s sweat soaked hair. He could feel
the perspiration on his own body as he cooled down.

�Stand, Yami.� Bakura
stepped back, watching as Yami got shakily to his feet. �The bathroom is across
the hall.�

Yami inclined his head,
making his way slowly out of the room. When he was alone, Bakura laughed. Oh,
how he was going to love having Yami as a sex slave.

* * *

Yami had showered and
left moments before Ryou returned. Bakura was in the living room, doing his math
homework. He greeted Ryou, smiling at him. He stared at Ryou until he was out of
sight before turning his attention back to the problems.

He was on the last one
when he heard Ryou scream. He looked up, staring at the clock on the mantle,
smirking.

�Bakura!� Ryou screamed
from upstairs.

�What?� Bakura called
back innocently.

~ * ~

End Chapter III.

Thanks to ladydragon222
and Dragon Speaker.
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