Black Chaos | By : DragonMistress Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2513 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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An update! OMIGOODNESS! There will be more in the future.
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(Pointless Heartshipping lime that has nothing to do with anything. Feel free to skip if you aren’t a pervert or are actually following what is supposed to pass for a plot. You probably are a pervert though so please enjoy this random smut.)
“So, Ryou, are you ready to go all the way?” Yugi asked as they arrived back at the Game Shop and settled themselves into his room, a bottle of chocolate syrup and a can of whipped cream on the bedside table.
“I would rather we get to know each other better first. I’ve never been in a relationship besides the one with my yami so I want to do it right,” the white-haired teen replied honestly. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to be with Yugi, it was just he actually wanted it to last. He hoped that Yugi was okay with that. He knew Yugi was used to being very sexual with his partners, and didn’t want Yugi to become frustrated with him.
“I understand. I won’t make you do anything you don’t want to,” was Yugi’s surprising answer and he hugged his koi tightly, breathing in his sweet scent. Ryou smelled of vanilla and fresh laundry. A very pleasing combination.
“We can still fool around though. I do wanna try those out,” he blushed as he pointed to the condiments sitting not very far from them. Yugi grinned and immediately kissed Ryou full on the mouth, thinking that Ryou tasted even sweeter than he smelled. He swore the other was made out of pure sugar to taste and smell and be like he was. Ryou even kissed sweetly, which was being proven at that very moment. His kisses very always delicate and soft, but passionate all the same. Yugi delved his tongue into that delectable mouth, savoring every moment of it. He fully intended to pleasure Ryou with his mouth as much as possible to experience more of that addicting taste, and he would only taste sweeter covered in chocolate and cream.
Ryou sighed in pleasure as Yugi removed his shirt and he felt the cold stickiness of chocolate syrup being dripped onto his pale chest. Soon his pants followed and he gasped when he felt the substance being poured on his manhood. The whipped cream was applied in three areas only: his penis, and both nipples. More chocolate was drizzled across his abdomen, no pattern or reason to it. He felt himself becoming aroused by the new sensation of being covered in sundae toppings, at the thought of how his boyfriend intended to clean him up. Never before had he done such a thing. He actually found it to be kinkier than the S&M stuff he and his Yami had done.
“Looks like a made a mess,’ Yugi said innocently as he surveyed his handiwork. Ryou looked positively delicious in his new outfit. Ryou blushed under his gaze, “I guess I’ll have to clean it up,” he finished, a playful grin and sparkle in his amethyst eyes as he said this. Ryou just blushed harder under he felt Yugi’s mouth descend onto the chocolate that was covering his chest. He moaned softly and slightly arched into the contact, surprised that Yugi was paying so much attention to him. Akefia had never bothered with him in such a way, so this was a nice change. After his upper chest was ‘clean’, Yugi began lapping at the whipped cream covering his nipples, and Ryou moaned louder when his lips and tongue finally reached the sensitive buds. It was music to Yugi’s ears, and he nipped it lightly with his teeth. His reward was a sexy gasp and Ryou arching more beneath him. Once he was done with the first, he moved to the second, but didn’t abandon the first one. Instead, as he worked the second bud with his mouth, he played with the first one with his hand, rolling and squeezing it to elicit more responses from his lover.
By now Ryou was fully aroused, and was gripping the bed beneath him as he squirmed under Yugi’s ministrations. That magical mouth was now lapping at chocolate drizzled across his smooth, slightly toned abdomen and he shuddered in anticipation of when Yugi reached his aching erection. Yugi was taking his time savoring Ryou, enjoying every sound and movement he made. It seemed like an eternity for Ryou, the time it took Yugi to finally started licking the whipped cream that adorned his manhood. He sighed in relief, following by a keening moan as Yugi tongue dipped into the slit on his head to taste the whipped cream that was mixed with his own precum. Yugi decided that out of anything he had ever tasted, that was definitely the best. Sweet, fluffy, and cold yet warm and salty. Delicious!
All Ryou could do was mewl in bliss as that tongue savored him further, licking and sucking the confection off from base to tip before Yugi’s lips encased his head and sucked lightly. Akefia had only gone down on him as handful of times, and Malik had done it before, but no one had ever done it with such delicacy. Even as Yugi took more of him into his mouth and began to bob his head, he still kept his pressure light. It felt so damn good Ryou could barely think. The blankets were being fisted at this point, and his back was arched as much as it could go off of the bed. When Yugi’s wandering hands began playing with his balls, though, he lost it. He came with a strangled cry right into Yugi’s mouth, and Yugi was more than happy to swallow.
“All done!” Yugi chirped, smiling happily as he sat up. Sure he had a hard on, but he wasn’t too worried about it. He just wanted Ryou to feel good. There would be plenty of other times for Ryou to return the favor. With that thought he lay down beside his boyfriend and cuddled into his chest.
“You don’t want one?” Ryou finally breathed out, returning the warm embrace.
“Later. Right now, let’s just sleep,” Yugi assured, and soon both teens were fast asleep in each other’s arms.
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It was a long night for Seto Kaiba, his thoughts keeping him awake. He was no angel, trashing companies for his own gain and using sex to seal deals if the other was on the fence. But apparently Jonouchi wasn't either, with his mysterious past and decidely bleak life and his questionable way of earning income. He had so many questions, and wanted answers. Problem was is that he had no idea where his puppy had wandered off to the night before, or if he was even there. If he really was on meth, he probably didn’t sleep. So he resorted to what he considered the pathetic task of searching his own mansion to seek out Katsuya. The floor he was on seemed clear, with all doors closed, so he figured he would try the two places Katsuya would probably wander; the kitchen or his music room. Mokuba had insisted he have a room dedicated to music, so a large room had been redone with state-of-the-art sound enhancing walls and equipped with the best music equipment money can buy, including several guitars and a luxurious sound system capable of playing any music media. And a pole. He didn’t ask what the pole was for, but had it installed none the less.
So he headed downstairs, and saw that indeed the music room door was cracked. He approached quietly, figuring the puppy would be angry if he interrupted him in the middle of something. Considering his band had just been signed, he probably needed somewhere to come up with new material and practice outside of Black Chaos. He peered inside and saw Jou, but also saw that he wasn’t alone. Atem was there, and both were sitting on the couch in the room and not talking, but rather tuning the guitars they held in their hands.
“You’re with Kaiba now, right?” Atem asked, but pretty much knowing the answer.
“Sort of. Why?” Jou replied, and Seto made to enter the room.
“Don’t push him away, Jou,” Atem said suddenly, and Seto stopped from entering. This sounded like it would be a rather personal conversation, and he didn’t want to interrupt. But obviously since it was personal and about him he did need to listen in. Served Katsuya right for bringing in guests without asking.
“What are you talking about, Pharaoh?” the blonde asked, glancing at his companion as he paused his tuning.
“Kaiba, don’t push Kaiba away. And don’t let him push you away either,” the former pharaoh clarified, and Jou and Kaiba frowned at the same time. Since when was Atem some kind of relationship expert?
“Okay,” Jou replied simply, shrugging his shoulders before going back to the guitar. Atem sigh in annoyance.
“Listen to me, and take me seriously. Commit to him, Jou. You seriously think you two will ever go anywhere if you refuse to stop sleeping around? Yugi might have put up with it, and Mai may have, but he won’t. He needs to know you’re serious about him, and fucking Yugi or whoever else will not show that,” Atem said sternly, and Jou refused to look at him.
“Yeah, I know. It’s just hard, you know? Putting yourself out there. What if he isn’t serious about me? Just last week we were at each other’s throats, so it’s really fucking weird that I’m living with the guy. I’m not sure if I’m ready to be so exclusive. Shit, we haven’t even been on a date,” Katsuya confided, unaware his new lover was hearing every word. It made sense to Seto that Katsuya should have doubts, because he most certainly did. The whole ‘in-love’ thing still seemed so foreign before, and he had honestly never been in a relationship before. He supposed dating was part of it, and did know the whole moving in thing usually happened after a number of those dates. They were doing everything backwards. Sex first, love second, moving in third, and apparently dating last.
“If you push him away before it’s even began then you’ll never get the chance. You know he never lets anyone in, Jou. Don’t abuse your privilege and do not betray it. Be there for him and for Ra’s sake allow him to be there for you. I know there are things you have not told us, but maybe you can tell him. If you truly love him, then you must trust him. And is he returns your love, he will trust you. Do you understand?” his intense crimson gaze was full of seriousness as he looked at his blonde friend. Kaiba felt astounded that Atem would say such things, he never suspected the pharaoh was so concerned about him. It was rather nice to know someone out there cared about him.
“Thanks man, but don’t go all Dr. Phil on me, please. You’re right, I do love him. What he feels is up to him. This conversation is getting way too heavy, though, so can I change the subject?” those fucking feelings of his fluttered when they heard Katsuya openly admit he loved him.
“Let me guess, you’re short on cash?” Atem chuckled.
“Hells yeah! Wanna go to Tiger’s Eye tonight so we can earn some?” Jou asked. Kaiba recognized the name. It was probably the most high end club in all of Japan. Several of his business partners had dragged him there after closing a deal with him in celebration. He didn’t much care for it, but he did wonder what Katsuya would be doing there. The place was famous for its exotic dancers. He couldn’t call them strippers because they rarely removed any clothing.
“Of course. Want to practice? I still can’t do that trick on the top when you flip while doing the splits. You’re so flexible you put a gold medal gymnast to shame, Jou,” Atem complemented as he put the guitar down and approached the pole in the room. Oh, Jou was an exotic dancer on the side. What could he possibly need money for anyway that he always resorted to such means to make it? Kaiba used that moment to knock on the door. He really didn’t want to see Atem and Jou sharing pole-dancing tips.
“Oh, hey, Seto! Sorry you weren’t awake or I would’ve told you Pharaoh was dropping by,” Jou said apologetically.
“Am I interrupting something?” he asked in his normal icy tone, noting that Atem discreetly back away from the pole.
“We were just going to get ready for work tonight, nothing big. Glad I caught ya before we head out. Our new manager wants to work us all day. You probably got a shit ton of work to do anyway. But you’re more than welcome to watch me preform tonight!” Jou said this all brightly, clearly not embarrassed by what his work was. Either he was really good at it or he had no shame. Or both. And Jou was right, Seto had piles of work to catch up on. Looks like his questions would have to wait. Damnit. Atem just scowled, clearly not wanting to Seto see him in action.
In all actuality Katsuya was just tired of talking. He really did have to get to Black Chaos, but his late night heart-to-heart with Honda had drained him. He had told Honda was he was so dire for money, and it had taken a lot out of him. It wasn’t anything illegal or illicit, but it was still something he had always kept to himself. Well, Yugi knew, but they never talked about it so it was okay. He supposed he would tell Seto next, seeing as he had already revealed some of his skeletons to him that not even Yugi knew about. He knew he needed to talk to Seto about Una and all that shit, but now was not the time. So, packing up a double neck guitar that was nearly identical to Jimmy Page’s Gibson (FYI, Led Zepplin’s guitarist, and Gibson is a brand. I asked my husband about an orgasm worthy guitar and this was his answer). Seto really did have the best money could buy! He knew this thing would have cost a pretty penny. Atem knew better than to touch any of Kaiba’s instruments though, and packed up his own Les Paul before both headed towards the door Seto was blocking.
“Bye, Seto. I got my phone if you need me, and feel free to send all the dirty texts you want,” he smiled cheekily before giving his a full kiss on the mouth. Seto kissed back, becoming addicting to Katsuya’s taste and feel too quickly for his liking. Before it could go anywhere though, Atem coughed and Seto pulled away reluctantly to let them pass. Damnit, it was going to be another long day. And he fully intended to abuse his new texting privileges.
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Read and Review~! Next chapter includes the amazing pole talents of the proud pharaoh and the golden puppy, as well as some answers as to why Jou needs money. And we’ll check back in with Honda and Otogi. Maybe they’ll get a pointless lime too!
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