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Daze of Paradise	By : Kali Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 7152 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Warning: Same
as always. In this chapter: Lemon!
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Chapter 4 � Paradise Lost Pt. 1
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After
unloading all their luggage and checking in, the group followed Josh to the two
cabins that they�d been assigned.
Each cabin
was huge and each person could have their own bedroom. After a mildly heated discussion it was
decided that the three hikaris (and their yamis) would get one cabin, and
everyone else would take the other.
Kaiba had adamantly refused to stay in the same cabin as Marik and
Malik, claiming that he�d never get any sleep at all.
Kala
thanked Josh and tipped him (a bit to generously, thought Kaiba with an
internal growl) before politely shoving him out the door.
Yugi, Ryou,
and Malik gave collective sighs of relief and gave their Darker halves
permission to vacate the Items.
Marik was
the first to appear, stretching and yawning dramatically before pouncing on
Malik. �Finally! Come here, hikari!�
�Ack! Marik!�
Kala and
Serenity giggled.
Yami was
just suddenly there, arms around Yugi�s shoulders in a loose hug. He looked around the cabin, taking in his
surroundings at a glance. �Hello,
aibou. Did you have a good flight?�
Yugi leaned
back against his chest with a sigh.
�Yep! I missed you though.�
Ryou
groaned and stamped a foot. He had and
annoyed, exasperated look on his face.
//Damn it
�Kura! I�m telling you it�s perfectly
safe! Now come out!//
The Ring
glowed faintly with Bakura�s response.
//No.//
�Aaagggghhhh!� Ryou threw his hands up in frustration. �Fine!
Stay in there! Leave me alone,
Bakura! See if I care!�
Marik left
off groping Malik (again) to ask, �What�s the problem, Ryou?�
Yami
chuckled. �Let me guess: Bakura refuses
to come out of the Ring.�
Ryou
nodded, grumbling under his breath about his �Baka yami.�
Marik gave
an evil chuckle. �Bakura, you wimpy
Tombrobber, get your ass out here. I
know you can hear me��
Ryou winced
as Bakura yelled something unrepeatable at Marik, though he couldn�t hear it.
�I never
thought the fearless Tombrobber would be such a wuss!� Marik continued.
Yami and
Yugi shook their heads. Joey, Mai,
Serenity and Kala all vacated the living room, saying they were going to go
unpack.
Marik
continued to taunt, Malik kept a wary eye on the Ring since it kept pulsing
with light, and Ryou�s headache began to get worse and worse.
Finally
there was a bright, showy flash of light and Bakura stood next to Ryou,
seething and eyes blazing furiously.
�Ra damn
you, you psychopathic bleach blonde nymphomaniac! Say that to my face, asshole, and we�ll see how pretty you are
when I�m done with you!�
Malik
winced and Marik just laughed. �Bakura,
suck it up. Ryou could use your
attention.�
Bakura growled
and stepped towards him, hands clenching and unclenching at his sides into
claws.
��Kura?� He stopped instantly at the pain in Ryou�s
voice. �He was only trying to help get
you to come out of the Ring. He didn�t
mean any of it.� Ryou rubbed at his
temples. He had one killer of a
migraine.
�What�s
wrong, hikari?� Bakura was immediately
at Ryou�s side, his own hands going to Ryou�s head.
�You�re
yelling gave me a migraine.� Ryou
grumbled. �See! I told you it was safe!�
Bakura
looked around and shrugged.
�Whatever. Let�s go upstairs and
I�ll take care of your headache.�
Yugi
yawned. �I could use a nap. Come on guys. Let�s go to our cabin and get settled.� Yami grasped his hand and they walked out, satisfied that the
other two yamis weren�t going to try and rip each other to pieces.
Bakura
looked disappointed. �We�re not staying
here?�
Malik shook
his head. �We�ve got the cabin next
door. Come on Bakura!�
The Ring
spirit swung Ryou up into his arms and strode out after Yami and Yugi.
Marik
grabbed Malik�s hand and the suitcases (including Ryou�s, since Bakura forgot
it) then dragged his hikari out the door.
�Bye
Kaiba!� Malik waved cheerfully.
Once they
were gone, Kaiba indulged himself in a laugh.
Their antics really were amusing. He thought to himself.
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After
having a mildly heated argument over rooms, and not so subtle threats to Marik
and Malik from the others regarding their probably �bedroom activities,� as
Ryou so delicately put it, the three hikari/yami pairs went to their separate
rooms to take a short nap and get over the jet lag.
Ryou,
however, was more concerned with getting rid of his nagging migraine (which
had, at least, downgraded to an annoying throb).
He stripped
down to his boxers, finding that it made the humid heat more bearable with his
head threatening to explode, and sprawled across the bed on his stomach, head
turned away from the window where sunshine streamed in through the blinds.
Bakura
watched him for a moment, really feeling guilty for having caused pain to his
beautiful hikari � once again. After
Battle City he�d sworn that he�d never be the source of pain to the young boy
ever again.
Now he
stood there, ashamed and guilty, and completely helpless. He had no idea what he should do and Bakura
was a little afraid Ryou would refuse any assistance he offered.
Ryou
groaned, sensing exactly what his beloved Darkness was anguishing over. //�Kura, cut that out. I might be annoyed with you at the moment,
but that doesn�t mean I don�t love you anymore.//
//But�I
caused you pain, Ryou! I�I swore I�d
never hurt you again and�//
//Bakura!// Ryou interrupted. //It�s just a headache.
I�ll be fine. And it isn�t as if
you caused it on purpose. I know you
would never do that to me.//
//But�//
//Come
here, �Kura.// Ryou cracked open one
chocolate brown eye and crooked a finger at Bakura. Helpless, the Ring spirit could only obey his hikari�s command. He lay on the bed next to Ryou and faced
him, staring sorrowfully into his eyes with mahogany orbs full of regret and
apology. //If you want, I�d appreciate
it if you could rub my temples for a bit.
That usually helps a little.//
Bakura
reached out, hesitantly, and gently began massaging Ryou�s temples, hoping it would
soothe the headache.
He couldn�t
help the small smile that came when his Light made little sounds of pleasure
and purred, //That feels really good, �Kura.//
//Is it
helping?//
//Yeah.// Ryou smiled and shifted until he could plant
a rather serious kiss on Bakura�s mouth.
//Thanks.//
//I�m
sorry, little light. Next time I start
ranting and yelling, please smack me.//
Ryou
chuckled. //If you say so. I love you Bakura.//
//And I
love you, hikari.// Bakura
replied. He sat up and rolled onto his knees,
straddling Ryou and moving his hands down to begin massaging his back and
shoulders. Now Ryou was moaning softly
as he felt all the tension and pain melt away under his yami�s touch and
surprisingly skilful hands.
//Wow,
�Kura.// He gave a long, heartfelt
sigh. //Where�d you learn to�//
//Being the
greatest tomb robber in history demands hands that can work wonders.// Smiling with a tiny glint in his eye, he
quickly stripped off his shirt, then went back to massaging Ryou. //Of course, these fingers can do all sorts
of things.// He slid a hand under the
waistband of Ryou�s underwear and cupped one firm butt-cheek.
Ryou gasped
and rolled onto his back. //Is that
so?// He tugged on Bakura�s tight white
jeans. //Show me.//
//As my
hikari wishes�// Bakura smiled and
stared down into said hikari�s eyes as he reached down to trace Ryou�s features
with a fingertip.
Ryou
shivered slightly, Bakura�s ghostly touch making his nerve endings dance and
become ultra-sensitized. Bakura began
tracing downwards, caressing sensitive, silky skin and relishing every
inch. Then, hands still teasing, he
bent and captured Ryou�s mouth in a slow, thorough kiss. A muffled whimper sounded from the Light as
his busy fingers brushed over Ryou�s highly sensitized nipples.
//�Kura�// He moaned and tried o arch his back to get
more of that sensation. Bakura
chuckled.
//Oh, you
like that, do you? Well, how about
this?// The Ring spirit ran his hands
down Ryou�s stomach and lightly over his sides to slide thumbs under the
waistband of the boxers teasingly.
//Dear me! There�s this piece of
clothing that seems to be getting in my way�//
Ryou glared
at him half-heartedly but replied, //Go ahead and get them out of your way, my
love. I don�t need them at the moment
anyway.//
//Very
true.// Bakura gave no warning, simply
ripping them, literally, off Ryou and tossing them aside. //That�s much better.// His mahogany eyes went dark as he stared
hungrily down at his hikari. //Great
Ra, Ryou�have you any idea how glorious you are?//
//If I
didn�t, Bakura, the way you�re looking at me now would tell me.// Ryou idly traced a finger over Bakura�s
stomach, feeling a great deal of satisfaction as he watched the muscles clench
and contract at the touch. //And you�re
just as glorious to me, lover. Are you
going to ditch these pants or am I not allowed to see that gloriousness?// He undid the button and flicked the zipper
tab to make his point.
Bakura bit
his lip to stop the moan he wanted to utter at the feel of the heat from Ryou�s
hand through the material of the jeans.
//Uh�Ryou, I�m trying to seduce you here and it�s getting really hard to
concentrate on my work�//
Ryou pulled
the zipper down and slid a hand inside to find the waiting heat and hardness,
sitting up abruptly and roughly kissing his hot and bothered yami in
demand. //I don�t need seducing,
�Kura. Right now I need you. Just you.//
//Well, in
that case�// Bakura pulled away long
enough to yank his jeans off and turned back to pounce on his willing hikari. //Fuck it.
I need you and I was never that good at seduction.// He attached himself to Ryou�s neck, sucking
and nipping at the skin there. His
hands grasped Ryou�s hips and held him still when he tried to thrust them
against Bakura�s as shock waves of pleasure shot through him.
//Oh
yeah�// Ryou groaned in
satisfaction. //That�s so good�more,
Bakura!//
Bakura
obliged by moving down his body, planting sloppy, wet kisses as he went, until
he reached Ryou�s erection. He took his
hikari into his mouth and did his best to drive Ryou wild.
//Yessssss��Kura�mmmm�// Ryou grabbed a handful of Bakura�s mane of
white hair and tugged. //Stop.//
Bakura
released him and licked his lips, staring up with dark eyes. //But you taste so good.// He complained, sulkily. He crawled up and kissed Ryou hard,
thrusting his tongue inside Ryou�s mouth and duelling his tongue.
Ryou moaned
into his mouth then gathered himself to flip Bakura over and straddle him,
mouths locked. //You�re right.// Ryou gave him a sultry mental grin. //My turn, lover. I want to know how you taste.//
He bent and
engulfed Bakura completely.
�Holy
Isis!� Bakura swore, hips trying to
thrust up but being pinned by his surprisingly strong hikari. �Fuck!�
//Shh! Damn it, Bakura! And we were complaining about Marik and Malik!// Ryou reached up and slapped a hand over
Bakura�s mouth, but never ceased his ministrations.
Bakura
closed his eyes and whimpered in near painful ecstasy. //Ryou�little light�Oh Ra�I can�t take much
more!//
//That�s
the idea, lover.// Ryou licked the few
drops of pre-come from Bakura�s tip, smiling.
He was enjoying having his yami at his mercy. //But since you�re pleading so nicely�//
Bakura
growled at that and cracked an eye open to glare. //Plead?//
Ryou
grinned and gave him a saucy wink.
//How do you want it?// He
nipped gently and flicked his tongue.
�Great
Ra�hikari�fuck me.� Bakura was beyond
caring if anyone heard them anymore. He
then blinked in surprise when Ryou rolled onto his back and dragged Bakura with
him. �What are you up to?�
Without
replying, Ryou offered his fingers to Bakura, who obediently drew them into his
mouth and sucked lightly, coating them with his saliva. Ryou then sat up and, with his yami in his
arms, slid one finger into Bakura, wriggling it deliberately.
//Ah�more,
hikari!// Bakura grasped Ryou�s
shoulders for support and balance against the onslaught of pleasure waves. He moaned and his fingers began kneading at
Ryou�s shoulders as the young light added another, then another until the Ring
spirit was rocking his hips in time to Ryou�s thrusting fingers.
Ryou
finally removed his fingers and fell back to the bed, Bakura shifting eagerly
until he was poised over Ryou�s weeping sex.
�Now.� Ryou�s voice was husky.
Bakura sank
down until hikari was buried deep within yami.
They both let out twin moans and Bakura couldn�t help the shivers that
wracked him.
�Move,
�Kura.� Ryou grasped his hips firmly
and guided their rocking movement until a rhythm was established. By now the Ring spirit was panting and
moaning above him. Ryou shifted,
changing the angle of his thrusts and hitting the spot he knew would send Bakura
flying over the edge. With extreme
satisfaction he watched his yami�s mahogany eyes go darker and wide before a
low keening moan issued from his throat and he came, pumping himself over
Ryou�s stomach and body shaking with the force of it all.
Ryou drew
him down and captured his mouth, thrusting one final time before letting himself
follow Bakura into oblivion with a muffled cry.
Some time
later, when Bakura felt he had just enough energy to move, he rolled to his
side, drawing Ryou with him and they curled around each other contentedly and
utterly satiated.
�How�s your
headache, little light?� Bakura asked
softly.
Ryou smiled
and brushed a lock of hair from his eyes.
�You�re infinitely better than aspirin, love.�
Bakura
chuckled.
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After they
all had gotten a few hours of rest, they gathered in the kitchen, where Malik
had found coffee and made a pot for everyone.
He handed a
steamy mug to Ryou and gave him a leering grin. �Have fun earlier, Ryou?�
He asked.
Marik was
giving the same grin to a blushing Ring spirit that was just as red as his
hikari at the moment.
Yugi
snickered into his mug and winked at Yami, who rolled his eyes and shook his
head.
�I told you
to be quiet, Bakura!� Ryou hissed at
him.
�Well, I
might have been able to be quiet if you hadn�t�Mmph!� Ryou slapped a hand over his mouth.
Marik
nearly fell off his chair laughing and Malik was little better.
�This is
going to be a long week�� Yami decided as Ryou began chasing Malik around the
room with a rolled up magazine for a weapon.
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Authoress� Notes:
^_^ I love those two white-haired
bishies! And who should be next? Y/YY or M/M?! Your choice� R/R!
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