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A.N. Well, here I am again with
the second snippet. I hope you are all enjoying these so far, though I have to
question whether or not you will continue to enjoy these considering that there
isn’t a whole lot of lime or lemon content in them (with the exception of this
one). Anyway, as always please drop a review for this when you can. ^-^
Disclaimer: I haven’t owned
Yugioh since I started writing fiction. What in all of god’s green earth makes
you think that I do now?
Deepest Desires
(Snippet
two of “Heart of the Ocean”)
England, 2008 A.D.
The night was clear, the sky the
deepest black dotted with pinpoints of light. A ring of clouds encased the
horizon, warning of the storm that was yet to come. Inky waters washed upon the
white shores of the beach, foam cresting as ivory as it crashed and ran up the
sandy incline.
It was deathly silent aside from the
murmuring sea, and it left plenty of room to think. The young teen sat upon one
of the high rocks that rested against the craggy side of an incline, above
which was his home. It was dark, dead, lonely, much more so than the other
homes that dotted the area, for no one was inside asleep, and no one would be.
The boy tucked a lock of his white
hair behind his ear, soft, sad, brown eyes looking over the vast expanse of sea
and sky. It felt like a wasteland, a void, where he alone sat, and he was cold
inside. Ryo Thomson pulled his legs up to his chest, resting his chin against
his knees feeling as though the world had closed in upon him, and then left him
for dead.
Nothing was making any sense anymore.
Ryo was used to being alone, his mother’s death and his father’s business
keeping the pale boy secluded for most of his life, in essence solitude was
Ryo’s closest confidant. That is, it was, until he’d met Bakura.
The older boy looked strikingly like
the Ryo, and had seemed to be somewhat of his outspoken, evil twin. At first
Ryo had tried to avoid the sadistic clone while at the boarding school for
boys, but after a while had found that Bakura and he had a lot in common.
Looking back now, Ryo was certain that
he had befriended the scary double in an attempt to gain attention from his
father—at least that’s what the shrink told him anyway—but things only seemed
to deepen between them, after Ryo’s father had called to tell him that he would
be gone for the winter holidays six months ago.
Bakura had offered to listen, and held
Ryo as he cried, an action that seemed quite uncharacteristic of the hardened
teen. After that Bakura became a sort of body guard for Ryo, though he had an
affiliation with scaring the shit out of the kinder boy for kicks. It was the
first time Ryo had not been alone, and along the way, he found that he liked
having someone else to turn to, to lean on. And Ryo didn’t want to go back to the
way things were before.
Then, it happened.
Ryo hid his eyes in his jeans as the
memories poured in. Bakura was originally going to stay with Ryo for the summer
holidays, but things had changed two weeks before when Bakura had leaned over
and kissed Ryo on the lips. The smaller boy was unsure of what he was supposed
to do. The kiss had thrilled him, and excited him. Ryo had liked it very much,
and when Bakura had admitted in his gruff manner that he indeed cared for Ryo a
little more than what was friendly, Ryo had felt warm inside.
But,
that was wrong.
Bakura and he where both boys. It
wasn’t, natural to like each other, and sure that kind of thing was more openly
accepted, but it was still wrong, and so, Ryo had run away. Bakura had followed
him back to his town, but, had chosen to stay in a hotel getting a seasonal job
to stay.
Ryo felt his eyes water with unshed
tears. He was alone again, but this time, alone by his own doing, and it hurt.
But what else was he to do? Being with Bakura was something he could not do,
yet being alone hurt just as much.
“What can I do?” Ryo questioned the
night, but as always, the darkness revealed no answers. A gentle breeze lifted
his white bangs and eased against his skin. It was chill and some what cool,
but it felt nice to Ryo, who closed his eyes and leaned into the caress.
Breathing in the salty sea air, Ryo
allowed himself some measure of peace, before he made to leave his perch—as the
tide had risen—and was held frozen as the foam crashed against the beach leaving
something in its wake. Ryo blinked somewhat astounded to see the form of a
small, pale boy, naked upon the beach, but it was what the boy was holding onto
that truly left the British boy breathless.
The smaller pale boy was wrapped in
the arms of a merman, his tale a royal purple color. The two looked nearly
identical aside from the skin tones and size, and Ryo was reminded of himself
and Bakura. Ryo’s cheeks flushed pink as he noticed that the two where locked
in a passionate kiss, the merman’s hands trailing suggestively over the
quivering boy beneath him.
Ryo held his breath, scrambling down
the other side of the algae and barnacle covered rock, peeking over the edge as
the two on the beach continued. The smaller’s fingers bit into the soft flesh
of the merman’s shoulder’s pulling him closer, theirs chests pressing together,
mouths crushed, tongues darting in and out of each other’s mouths. A soft moan
escaped the boy, and he arched up against his non-human lover, his smaller
hands tracing down the lean frame to brush at the creature’s tail, with such
reverence and love, that Bakura actually shivered.
The merman groaned and pressed back,
his fingertips trailing over the smaller human’s hips, fingers curling around
the thigh, pulling it up to ghost his touches over the soft inner flesh of the
limb. The boy pulled his lips away, crying out softly, the sound a gentle keen,
and the merman return a croon, his face ducking to nuzzle the pale throat, lips
clinging to the skin, now flushed pink with passion. White teeth nipped at the
skin as lips parted to bring the flesh into his mouth. The merman suckled the
boy’s throat, leaving bruising marks upon the porcelain skin, and making the
boy writhe with pleasured need.
Ryo’s mouth had turned cotton dry, his
body overly heated, and his pants suddenly tight, as he watched the sinfully
wrong dance before him. They were both boys, not only that, but one wasn’t even
human, and yet their love was not tainted, not dirtied, but, strangely
beautiful.
The merman coaxed the small lover to
twine his legs around the narrow waist, and Ryo caught sight of the boy’s
hardened erection just before it was covered by the larger, tanner, hand of the
merman.
The boy cried out, his hands reaching
out to grasp the face of his other, and yanked their lips back together, the
smaller dominating the kiss harshly. The merman seemed to enjoy the kiss, his
free hand gripping the boy’s hip encouragingly.
Ryo watched enraptured as a change
took place between the pushing and pressing lovers. A dim glow, like a cloud of
muted light. It rippled over the merman’s tail. Another wave crashed over the
two, and as it receded left the merman with legs of his own. For a moment, Ryo
wondered if the older boy had ever really been a merman to begin with, but the
way the smaller one’s hands searched his backside, as if memorizing new skin,
or searching for something that was missing, led Ryo to believe otherwise.
The older—now man—merman, removed his
hand from between the boy’s legs. Instead pressing his own hard on to the
other’s and ground their hips together erotically. The shattered moan that
escaped the tan one, was breathy and needy, sounding extremely pleased with the
simple touch.
“Oh, Ra, yes… little one…” Whispered
words came from the two, and from the way the boy moved, lifting his legs up
higher, Ryo could tell that this was not their first time together.
“Y… Yami… take me… please?” ‘Little
one’ asked, arching into the arms of his ‘Yami.’ Ryo blushed, when ‘Yami’
smiled, sealing his lips back to ‘little one’s’ kissing him slowly and tenderly
as his hands ran down pale, trembling thighs to cup ‘little one’s’ bottom. The
kiss ended and moved down the white throat, across the chest, lips playing with
the puckered nipples, before scraping teeth found tender sides.
The boy was panting now beneath his
lover, and ‘Yami’ licked the belly button, tongue darting in to the small scar
before moving back up at the ‘little one’s’ whimper, the slim legs catching on
the crook of ‘Yami’s’ elbow. Lips collided once more, as one tanned hand
slipped down, the finger tracing the smaller entrance before pressing inside,
slowly pumping and circling, stretching the boy for the next step.
The ‘Little one,’ arched breathing a
sigh, his lips leaving the other’s to trail over the defined chin, down the
neck, leaving love bites in his wake, and causing a sheen of sweat mixed with
salt water to bathe ‘Yami’s’ lightly shaking form. ‘Yami’ let out something
that sounded close to a purr, and his small lover suckled his skin in return,
moving back up the neck to take his ear lobe captive.
‘Yami’ froze, unable to move for a
moment as the sensations became too much. He returned a light nip to the pale
neck below his, and slipped a second finger into the boy’s tight body. The
smaller let out a sigh, releasing ‘Yami’s’ ear and the dark one swooped down to
capture the boy’s swollen lips with his own in a bruising kiss.
From the way the small one arched and
mewled between the kiss, Ryo knew that the larger one had begun a scissoring motion
to stretch his opening further yet. The tide was pulling back, the water now
only lapping at their ankles, and Ryo wondered what they would use for
lubrication.
He was quickly answered when the
fingers slid out of the boy, and ‘Yami’ moved placing himself at the small
opening. Lips pulled away, and eyes locked. For a breath taking moment the two
simply stared at each other, smiling lovingly, hands touching cheeks, and
tracing features, and then a breath of sound followed, and the sea seemed to quite
with the words.
“I love you…”
The smaller one, looked like he was
about to cry as he lifted his arms to welcome his lover home, and whispered the
words in return as the merman, now human, slid inside of the boy as he laid
upon him to hold him.
The small one arched, and winced a
moment as ‘Yami’ slid in up to his hilt, head drooped down, eyes closed in
bliss. He held still for what seemed to be a lifetime, as the boy relaxed and
adjusted, and again Ryo was struck with the fact that the two must have made
love countless times before for the small one to be so at ease with the larger
erection inside of him, and the intrusion with lack of lubrication.
Ryo’s body burned and shuddered as the
small boy rolled his hips, hissing a moan, and forced a rather harsh buck from
his lover. ‘Yami’ gasped, hands lowering to hold the boy still a moment more
before, slowly, he pulled out. It was so agonizingly slow that Ryo almost cried
out at him to hurry it up, and then, just as slowly, he pressed back in.
Whispers were exchanged just out of
hearing range as ‘Yami’ continued his slow thrusting, their love making like a
building memory neither wanted to squander. ‘Little one’ had returned to
clenching ‘Yami’s’ shoulders as the two moved together, his face scrunched up, mouth
wide open in a silent cry as he panted.
Tears leaked from his eyes, Ryo didn’t
know if it was from pain or pleasure, but from the way his lips moved, as if
asking for more, Ryo thought it must have been the later. The dark one moved
upon the smaller body as if he owned him, moving and thrusting toward one spot,
and when he found it, it made his love cry out, and a smirk lit his face, and
he slid in once more.
Finally, the motions seemed to be
inadequate for their needs, and began to pick up pace, and sound returned with
muted cries, and pants and gasps. Arms entangled around the sweaty bodies as
the two pulled close, living and existing together, off of each other.
The darker one trailed loving kisses
ad nips down the pale throat of the smaller male, whispering sweet things into
the flushed ears, licking the outer shell tenderly. The one below arched up,
pressing himself down upon his lover, and ‘Yami’ grunted, roughly yanking the
smaller one up from the ground, pulling them into a seated position.
“My little one…” The gasping whisper
colored the air, as their love-making continued. Small, pale, trembling, legs
bent over curled arms, as tan hands gripped ivory hips urging the little one up
and down; to ride him.
“Ah! Hah… ah… uhn…” Breathless moans
escaped the boy, whose head was thrown back in ecstasy, fingers biting into the
shoulders of his lover. The dark one shuddered, and began to pulse upward,
pushing deeply into his willing other, the small body giving way easily beneath
his own. “H—harder… Yami… gods… please!” The writhing plea caused Ryo to shiver
violently, and he held his breath nearly coming on the spot at the erotic sight
of such beautiful innocence turned wild with lust.
His other seemed to think so as well,
for he picked the boy up and slammed him down harshly, bucking up and starting
a whole new rhythm, this one, not gentle in the least.
‘Little one’ was bouncing up and down
with the bucking motions, and leaned forward gasping for breath as it all
became too much. He let out a startled cry clinging tightly to his dark, as
thick white liquid shot up to stain their bellies. The small one trembled with
his orgasm, crying out, tears trailing down his cheeks as he screamed his
completion with his lovers name.
“Yami!”
The dark one seemed to lose himself
momentarily, as he shifted forward knocking the small boy to his back, and
pounding into him ruthlessly, several times before arching his back, pushing
himself as deeply into the tightening canal as possible, crying in to the
darkness of the night, tears also glittering at the corners of his eyes, as he
poured out his lust into the boy’s opening.
“Yugi!”
Yami sank down slowly, his body
curling around the smaller Yugi, holding him as tenderly as one would hold
glass. The image was nearly heartbreaking, and Ryo felt his eyes sting with
tears. The merman—now human—held the small boy as though his entire world
rested inside of that small being, and he knew far too well what it was like to
lose it once.
The smaller, cuddled close, breathing
through his open mouth, slowly returning to his senses. A long moment passed in
silence before Yami pulled himself from the boy’s body, a small trickle of his
semen following. Yugi gave a soft grunt of discomfort, and Yami immediately
pressed soothing kisses to his head, his hands running over Yugi’s bare back.
Ryo’s eyes were glued to the resting
lovers, as the sound of the crashing waves drowned out all else, and framed the
moment of bliss in peaceful eternity. His heart still thundered in his chest,
and his body was uncomfortably warm, but that mattered not to the teen, as the
smaller boy, suddenly shifted, rolling onto his back to mock glare at his
lover.
“You happy now?”
His response was a dark snicker as
Yami leaned close and kisses Yugi’s nose. “Very...
Little one.” He gave a dark chuckle as Yugi rolled his eyes. “I love your human
love making.”
Ryo blinked, uncertain of what that
was supposed to mean but was cut short, when the little one smiled and laughed
a bit as well, cupping Yami’s cheek with his hand, fingers brushing over his
raised cheek bone lovingly.
“Yeah, I know.” The little one, pushed
away, sitting up and looking around the beach curiously. Ryo ducked lower when
those amethyst eyes passed by his hiding place. “So, is this where it is?” Yugi
asked curiously, and Ryo scrunched his brow trying to keep track of their
conversation, but could not do so.
“No. This was just a pit stop.” Yami
said, and when Ryo glanced over the edge once more, he caught the leering grin
on the dark one’s face.
“You nympho.” Yugi grumbled, standing
on quaking legs. Yami smirked and stood behind him, steadying the smaller boy
as they made their way to the ocean waves.
“You know you love it.” Yami chided,
and Yugi blushed, giggling. The water rushed up around their hips and Ryo
watched in amazement as Yugi gave a shudder, sinking into the waves slightly,
an opalescent tale flipping out of the water as he pulled from Yami’s arms,
waiting expectantly. They… they’re both
mermaids… Ryo thought, baffled, and forgot to hide when crimson eyes looked
his way.
Ryo let out a whimper when he met the
steady gaze of the other, and felt certain that he was going to be reprimanded,
or cursed for his voyeurism. A smirk lifted the merman’s lips and he nodded
once in Ryo’s direction.
~Take care of my cousin, young one. He needs
you now.~ The voice of the other rumbled through his mind and caused Ryo to
jump, shaking violently in his spot. He…
he’s in… my head! Before he could truly begin to panic, the crimson eyes
turned away, and regarded his lover as the boy began to worry.
“Yami, what are you looking at?”
“Nothing, little one. Just… a future.”
Yami smirked as Yugi began to become nervous, but the rest of the conversation
was lost from Ryo as Yami shifted forms and the two glided away beneath the
crashing waves, and into the night.
Wind rushed up and against Ryo’s pale
cheeks, bringing the sting from the surf. Waves crashed higher, washing away
the evidence of the two mermen’s activities, leaving the beach smooth and
clean. Ryo stated unblinking for several long moments, his mind desperately
trying to put everything into working order again. I just saw… two… mermen. And they… they made love… they were gay… and…
Ryo shook his head as a fog horn
bellowed in the distance. Startled, Ryo glanced around, finally taking note of
the drifting fog that was easing its way from the ocean, and closer toward the
town with each minute. Just another evening fog, for just another evening.
Shakily, Ryo climbed down from his
perch and numbly made his way back up toward his house with the cold darkened
windows. Did that really just happen? Did
I really just watch two guys… do that?! And… and were they really…
Ryo paused looking up at his front
door, uncertain if he really wanted to go in or not. If it was all in my head… then why would I think such a thing? Ryo
swallowed, and looked down at his feet, hands clenching by his sides. … because I love him too. Ryo’s eyes
hardened in resolve as he glanced up meeting his reflection’s eyes in the
window of his door.
He looked somewhat different; a little
more alive. Red tinged his cheeks, his hair was slightly askew, and his eyes
seemed to glitter with hope. Ryo smiled, for the first time in a long while,
pleased by what he saw there. I love
Bakura too.
A pressuring joy, filled Ryo’s chest,
and he turned from his house and bolted down the streets in the direction of
Bakura’s temporary apartment. His feet made an echoing slap in the heavy
darkness of the night as he ran. His
heart pumping rhythmically, his breaths synchronized. I’ve been so silly… running from what I wanted, what I knew was true,
just because society says it’s wrong. Ryo made a sad face, feeling stupid
for running away as he had, and praying that Bakura still felt the same. … If a boy can love a merman, or if two
mermen can love each other, then I can love Bakura. All I have to do, is try.
Ryo smiled through glassy eyes, a
sense of being free engulfing him completely. He was finally free from it all.
From the guilt, the loneliness, everything. And all it took, was for him to
chose to be so.
Ryo rounded the corner, feeling a
light pinch in his side, and collided into a warm chest. Ryo let out a shocked
breath catching himself before he fell. He felt his face redden as he stumbled
out an apology, and was cut short by the sound of his name.
“Ryo?” The gruff voice sent a
pleasured chill down the pale boy’s spine, and for a moment, his heart ceased
to beat. Can I really do this? Can I…
changes things now… so suddenly, and not expect any reprisals from him? Ryo
wondered and bit his lower lip nervously, balling his hands at his sides as he
breathed heavily through his nose.
He could see the feet and pant legs of
the man before him, and from the way he was dressed, it was obvious that he’d
just returned from work. From a job he would not have needed had Ryo simply
realized the truth before. Guilt ate at his heat and forced his voice loose.
“B—Bakura…”
“What do you want?” The scoff and
sudden viciousness Ryo had expected, but that didn’t lessen the sting any. Ryo
flinched and curled his arms to his chest, unconsciously whimpering lightly. He
missed the grim look of hurt on the cold teens face, and the way he tensed when
Ryo stepped away slowly. This was stupid…
it was too late, I should have… should have known…
“S—sorry, Bakura… I… I just, wanted to
see you, and tell you… I’m…” Ryo broke off, taking a chance to look up and into
the dark brown eyes of the man he loved dearly, and quickly looked away at the
intense glare that was being shot at him. “Never mind…” Ryo hunched his
shoulders, and turned to leave, tears glimmering in the corners of his eyes. He
just couldn’t do it, he was too scared, too weak. I’m so stupid!
Ryo turned around, and prepared to
bolt from the spot, when a firm grip stopped him cold. Larger fingers bit into
his arm painfully, and Ryo bit back a gasp as He was pulled back and spun
around to face Bakura. The taller man was glaring, eyes narrowed in thought as
he seemed to scan Ryo’s eyes for the truth.
After a long moment, Bakura let out a
sigh, and then bent low, crushing his lips to Ryo’s. It was a possessive,
hungry meeting of lips, as Bakura pressed Ryo’s body to his own, his powerful
tongue invading Ryo’s small mouth, tasting him intimately. There was nothing
said, but Ryo understood Bakura’s questions anyway. He was asking if Ryo was
finally admitting to this, commanding Ryo to tell him what he’d meant to say,
and this time, Ryo knew how to answer.
He slowly wrapped his arms around the
tense shoulders, his heart fluttering wildly in his chest, both fear and
elation pumping through his veins. I love
you, Bakura… and I don’t care if you are a boy… I don’t care.
Ryo smiled and sunk into the kiss,
returning the gentle assault with glee, satisfied when the brutal kiss turned
slightly loving, and calm. Bakura sighed against his lips tilting his head to
the side, kissing Ryo deeper, teeth nipping at Ryo’s lip before he parted.
“Took you, damn long enough.” Bakura
grumbled, and Ryo laughed, tears still trailing down his cheeks. He gave a meek
nod, cuddling up to Bakura, afraid to let go.
“Yeah… I was stupid. Come home?”
Bakura
chuckled darkly.
“If I get to share your bed.”
Ryo blushed to the roots of his hair,
and it caused Bakura to cackle once again as he pushed Ryo in the direction
that the small boy had just come from. Ryo smiled, resting his head on Bakura’s
shoulder. “I love you.” He whispered.
Bakura didn’t reply, but Ryo knew that
he heard, and knew that the feelings were reciprocated. After all, this was
Bakura, and he didn’t like words.
But his
actions spoke loud enough for Ryo.
Endlessly overflowing power!
I thought he was just a friend
sitting in the seat next to me.
To tell the truth I had little
interest in him.
Cupid’s love shot through me and
pointed at the person of my destiny
This must be an incidence that
only happens once in a lifetime,
I shall do deep breathing
exercises for now.
I can’t waste passing time
under speeding clouds floating,
In the sky.
I can no longer be satisfied
with a smile in my memory.
I’ll open the doors that lead to
you and go see you.
Let’s enjoy this love to its
fullest since no one can stop me,
Endlessly overflowing power!
I can’t stop my heart from going
pitter-patter,
If I don’t do something about it
I can’t even look at his face!
What shall I do?
My love-gauge reaches full,
I got to do something otherwise
it will be no good.
I’ll confess my feelings toward you straight
I shall go see you with my
lively self.
Let’s enjoy this love to its
fullest since no one can stop me,
Endlessly overflowing power!
I can no longer be satisfied
with a smile in my memory.
I’ll open the doors that lead to
you and go see you.
I’ll confess my feelings toward
you straight
I shall go see you with my
lively self.
Let’s enjoy this love to its
fullest since no one can stop me,
Endlessly overflowing power!
I accelerate towards your power
of love!
2008, England
A soft wind blew in through the open
window, bring the scent of the sea, and the sound of the tide as the sun rose
on another day. Soft brown eyes looked toward the growing light with a warm,
thankful smile. Covered with only his thin bed sheet, and his lover’s arm, Ryo
felt comfortably warm, in a house that was no longer empty, and no longer dark.
Was
it all a dream? Yami…and Yugi? Ryo smirked, shaking his head. No… no they weren’t. Ryo thought,
confidently, feeling full to bursting. I
choose to believe that it was real… and I won’t let anyone tell me otherwise. Ryo
smiled, closing his eyes and curling back into Bakura, pleased when the older
teen shifted and wrapped his arms more securely around him, as if protecting
him.
Ryo didn’t care to think on what had
happened on the beach, what the voice in his head had said, or even where the
two left to. He was finally starting to live, and at this point in his life,
that was all that mattered.
“Love you Bakura.” Ryo whispered,
kissing the pectoral his cheek rested on, and grinned when he heard the slurred
sleepy reply.
“’ove ‘oo, ryo.”
Life,
his house, and his world, were bright.
And Ryo
was happy.
~**~
“You did something, now what was it?”
“Little one, calm down, I did
nothing.”
“You lie!”
“What would I gain from lying to you?”
A
glare.
“Oh, come here little one.”
“No.”
“Yugi.”
A pout.
“What did you do?”
“Nothing!” A nervous laugh.
“Come on, Yami! It’s not like you made
love to me in front of someone or something!”
“…”
“Yami?”
“Oh, look, Little one, we’re here!
Rime to find that Atlantian artifact!”
“Atemu!”
A.N. okay, so here is the end of
snippet two. Sorry if it’s not as good, I’m really not too good with Bakura and
Ryo’s characters. I don’t want to make Bakura too much of an ass, but he can’t
be too soft either… *Sigh* anyway, let me know how I did. The song this time is
from Yoko Ishida (again) called, “Power of Love.” I know a bit cheesy but, it
was cute. ^-^ Now, I have a vote for a Seto and Jou romance in their chapter,
anyone agree, disagree? Otherwise I will go with the request. ^-^ please drop
your vote in a review or something. ^-^
Till next time,
Lechan
P.S. REVIEW!!! ^-^ Please?
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