Apocalypse | By : Aten Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 6108 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Shadow Magic, protect me now
Change the hair upon my brow
Change my face to shield me from danger
So that I will be known to no stranger
Yami's hair changed to jet black. His body appeared to grow ten years older. His shoulders broadened and he grew
muscular.
'Now I'll appear old enough to get into this place. No one would let an eighteen year old enter.'
Yami walked into the club and looked around at the velvety curtains and expensive carpet. A man lead him to a table inside
the club. The patrons inside were still clapping as a naked man strutted off the stage.
Yami looked around. “I don’t see Glenn anywhere.”
The waiter came over for his drinks and he asked the man where Glenn was. The man shrugged and said that he would be out
soon.
Yami ordered a drink and looked around at the well-decorated club. ‘I’ve never seen a club so well designed and decorated.
This isn’t some raunchy, dirty place. This is actually quite classy.’
A man stepped onto the stage with a microphone. “Okay, ladies and gentlemen, the moment you’ve all been waiting for…He’s
all about love….He’s all about Desire…He’s all about Passion…Give it up for…Temptation!”
A man walked onto the stage wearing tight leather pants, a crimson vest, and ankle-high boots. His black hair sparkled in the
light from glitter. His body shimmered from the gold paint over his skin. On his face he wore a mask, shielding his eyes from
view.
Yami’s eyes widened at the man on stage, his body sensually moving to the music. He ran his hands over his stomach and
chest as the music played. The stripper stepped against the pole and rocked his hips into the pole and slid down, only to
slide up back again. The stripped removed his boots as he leaned his back against the pole.
Yami sat at the table, unable to keep his eyes off of the stripping man on stage. He shifted as his pants tightened, his body
becoming aroused from the sensual stripper. The man walked to the edge of the platform and slowly opened the top buttons
of his vest. After feeling his chest and giving a little moan, he ran his hands over his stomach and let his fingers brush over
his crotch.
Yami bit his lip and moaned as he watched this man move to the music and touch himself. ‘I…have to look for Glenn…..but….I
can’t ….look away.’
The man on the stage finished unbuttoning his shirt. He removed it slowly from his shoulders and tossed the vest towards a
table of women who were giving cat-calls.
Yami’s eyes examined the man’s chest and stomach, still covered in gold paint. His hand drifted to the front of his pants,
watching the man step against the pole and thrust his hips against it with the beat of the music.
The man leaned back and ran his fingers through his glittered hair. He turned towards the patrons and ran his hand over the
front of his pants with a moan. The masked stripper reached into his pants and gave himself a little stroke. The women and
men whistled and yelled at him ‘Take it off!’
The man grinned and unbuttoned the top of his pants. He slid down the zipper slowly and slowly slid his pants down and
removed them.
Yami reached into his pants and touched himself at the sight of the man painted in gold and dressed in a red thong. He
wrapped his hands around himself under the table, completely forgetting about his search for the elusive Glenn. He stroked
himself as the masked stranger’s movement.
The masked man turned and ran his hand over his gold-painted buttocks. He turned around, his hard arousal evident
through the thong.
Yami stroked himself harder under the table and moaned, thinking of that hot body against him. When his waiter came over,
Yami threw money on the table. “Tell that man when he is done to come out here and join me for a drink.”
The man on the stage swayed his hips with the beat of the music playing. The women in the corner ran up to the stage and
slipped dollar bills in the masked stripper's thong. The man grinned and blew the women a kiss.
The pharaoh imagined those lips on his...pressing against his body...wrapped around him in ecstasy. That man below him
would satisfy his urges for which his body burned. He bit his lip as he felt his release fill his hand. He moaned as he felt his
release slip onto his hand.
Yami moaned as the gold-painted god left the stage.
"I'll give him the message, sir," the waiter told him.
Yami took a napkin from the table and wiped his hand off. He slowly pulled up the zipper on his pants and anxiously waited
for the masked mystery man to come to him.
The stripper came, still dressed in his red thong, and sat opposite of Yami.
"Thank you for joining me," the pharaoh said.
The mystery man smiled. "I'm good to my customers....or naughty when they want me to be."
"What is your name?" the pharaoh asked.
The stipper stood up and ran his hand over his belly. "My name is....Temptation." The man leaned over the table and leaned
close to Yami's face. "I'm an angel......and a devil....all in one...big....hard....package."
The pharaoh's body shivered as Temptation's hand glided down his cheek and his chest.
Yami's bottom lip trembled. "Would you......kiss me?"
Temptation snickered. "I take it you want me to be a naughty boy."
"Yes," Yami moaned.
"How about....I give you something to remember me by?"
Temptation kissed Yami on the cheek and walked around to him. He turned Yami's chair around and kissed Yami's neck
gingerly. "I'll give my naughty boy a little .....souvenir."
Temptation turned around and ground himself against Yami's crotch. Temptation leaned back against Yami and whispered in
his ear. "You're making me so....hard."
Yami reached around and gripped the front of Temptation's thong. He gave a moan and whispered in Temptation's ear. "I can
feel you....Fucking sexy."
Temptation smiled. "You think I'm sexy?"
Yami rocked himself against Temptation, his mind swimming with feelings of erotic lust. "Yes," Yami struggled to say.
Temptation turned around and straddled Yami's hips. "You're not so bad looking yourself, hottie," Temptation grinned as he
kissed Yami's lips.
Yami reached around Temptation's back and pulled the man closer to his body. Both men moaned into the kiss. 'I have to see who this is,' Yami thought as he reached up to the mask.
The stripper never noticed the red silky ribbon being loosened.
Yami loosened the ribbon and felt the silky mask fall. Yami opened his eyes to see.......
GLENN!
Yami's eyes widened as he saw Yugi's lover straddling his hips. 'This is Glenn?! Glenn is the one I....I was attracted to?!'
Glenn smiled at him. "You removed my mask...bad boy."
Yami looked into the eyes of the man straddling his hips. 'I can do it here in the dark.....I can stab him....All I need to do is
sever the spinal cord above the third vertebrae and he'll be dead instantly. It's so busy and loud in here, no one will hear him
scream.....But.....look at that body.'
Glenn reached into his thong and touched himself. "Are you enjoying your...lap dance?"
Yami nodded silently and gasped as Glenn touched him.
"I can feel that you are enjoying yourself."
Yami swallowed hard. ‘Kill him….kill him now. Just snap his neck….you can escape.’
Yami reached up with the intent on snapping Glenn’s neck. However, he could only bring his hands up to Glenn’s shoulders.
‘I can’t…..I’ve waited for this moment for six years….and I can’t do it! It will just take a second….’
The pharaoh couldn’t move. “Umm…I have to go….”
Glenn stood up. “Oh, okay, then.”
Yami placed some money on the table. “Umm…I’ll see you around.”
Glenn waved. “Don’t be a stranger.”
Yami walked out of the club quickly. ‘Next time….Next time….I won’t fail.’
***********************
Yami walked towards KaibaCorp,fighting with himself.
‘I could have killed him and rid myself of his presence forever!....But…..his body flowed like none other I have seen…..I
shouldn’t have had no problem killing him. Well….I can always go back with a clear head. I can do it.’
The pharaoh looked up at the KaibaCorp building and the multitude of people still crowded around, waiting for the hostage
situation to end.
‘I better go in the back.’
Yami walked around to the back of the building and made himself invisible. He passed the boarder of the barrier and entered
the building. He walked past a small crowd of employees huddled together in the corner as he walked past.
Yami walked through the walls towards the elevator. As he waited, he looked behind the desk and looked at Alex’s body.
‘Old fool…’ Yami growled as he looked at the body with vacant eyes staring at the ceiling. His skin has turned a mottled gray,
the trail of blood coming from his mouth had dried.
When the elevator opened, Yami stepped in and pressed Seto’s code for the elevator. ‘Seto never had to hide his
identification number from me years ago.’
Yami exited the elevator at the top floor and walked to Seto’s office. He continued to assume the guise as when he were in
the strip joint.
He knocked on the door and Eric opened it.
“Woah! What the fuck do you want?!” Eric screamed as he pointed the weapon at Yami.
Hayden growled and grabbed Ivy. He ripped the child away from its mother and held the pistol to her head.
“Mommy!”
“IVY!”
Mokuba screamed. “Hayden, don’t hurt Ivy! Please!”
Robbie struggled against his ropes and Jason pistol-whipped him.
“You’re not going anywhere, Limpy!”
Ivy sobbed and trembled as the cold metal was pressed against the back of her head.
“Are you some negotiator from the Feds?”
“No, I wish to speak to Seto Kaiba.”
“You better not try anything funny.”
Yami shook his head. “I am an enemy of Seto Kaiba. I came to say my final words to him, seeing as I hope you shoot him dead when all this is over.”
Hayden cocked the trigger behind Ivy. “Oh, we will. All these little fuckers will be dead…especially this little cutie.”
Ivy cried. “Pease no hurt me, angwy man!”
“I don’t care what you do to those brats….I came to give my last words to Seto Kaiba.”
Hayden narrowed his eyes. “One false move and I kill this child.”
Yami entered and shrugged. “Like I said, kill the little bitch for all I care. My target is Seto Kaiba.”
The pharaoh in disguise walked up to Seto.
“I don’t recognize you,” Seto said.
Yami kneeled down and his eyes turned purple. “Hello….High Priest.”
Seto gasped. “It’s you! What do you want?”
“You seem to be in a little bit of a bind.”
Seto growled quietly. “Yami, find a way to get us out.”
“Tsk…tsk….no.”
“No?!”
“No. You must agree to my demands first, Seto Kaiba.”
Seto narrowed his eyes. “Such as?”
“You must join me in the Final Battle against Aten and Aria.”
“No way! I won’t hurt Aria and Aten!”
Yami stood up. “Then you….Robbie…Mokuba…Jeanie….and these little children will die. Their blood is on your hands, Seto.”
Seto looked at the crowd. “I won’t do it.”
“Not even for that baby over there with a gun to the back of her head?”
“I won’t hurt Aten and Aria.”
Yami grinned. “Your funeral, Seto. Requiescat in Pace.” (Latin: Rest in Peace.)
Yami turned and stopped at the door. “I will be back one last time.”
Yami exited the building and grinned. ‘I may as well go track down my little Aten. I wonder if he recovered from our fun.’
***********************
Aten looked at his Digoxin bottle. “Mom, I have to go to get more medication. I called the pharmacy this morning. The pills
should be ready.”
Miranda’s eyes were focused on the television. She watched the screen for signs of Robbie.
“Mom, I have to go get more medicine. I’ll be back in a bit. I’ll go see if I can get near KaibCorp again.”
Miranda turned to Aten. “Please be careful, Aten.”
Aten nodded. “I will.”
Aten ran upstairs and grabbed the Scepter of Ra. “I may need this….you never know.”
Aten grabbed money out of his money jar and walked out of the house. He walked down the street towards the pharmacy.
Children were playing by the swings and the older kids were hanging out in the field.
He stopped and watched them run around from the playground gates. With a heavy sigh, he frowned. ‘Robbie and I used to
play like that……When I was with him, I was a normal kid with a normal life. Our pirate games let me be a normal little
boy….one without a past.’
“Hello……Aten.”
Aten turned and suddenly found himself backed against the fence with a teenager holding his wrist. The Egyptian froze and his
pill bottle and the Scepter of Ra fell from his hands.
“K---Kadin!”
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