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Best Valentine's Day Ever	By : MiyAsuka Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1770 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Best Valentine's Day Ever

By MiyAsuka

Notes: A Bakura x Ryou fic
for Valentine's Day with a lemon in it. Enjoy~

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"Onii-chan, what are you doing?"
Amane asked upon entering the kitchen. "It smells like
chocolate." She walked to the stove. Indeed, his brother was
making chocolate. "Oooooh," the young girl exclaimed.

Ryou sighed in in irritation. "What
do you want, Amane? Can't you see I'm busy?"

"You know that on Valentine's Day,
girls are supposed to give chocolate to their loved one?" Amane
asked, sitting on the counter.

"Yes, so? And don't sit next to
the stove!" he hissed.

"You and I both know you're a boy,
so why are you making chocolate?"

Ryou couldn't help blushing. "This...
this is none of your business Amane. Go back to your room and do your
homework or something."

Amane pouted and stuck out her tongue.
"You don't have to be this mean." She suddenly seemed to
realize something. "Oh, I know! No girl ever gives you chocolate
so you're making yourself some because you don't want to look like a
total looser in front of your friends!"

Ryou's hand that had been stirring the
chocolate stopped.

"I'm right, right?" Amane
said.

Seconds later, Ryou had thrown her out
of the kitchen and locked the door.

"Ah! Come on, Onii-chan!" The
girl whined while hammering on the door. "I was only joking.
Joking!"

Ryou sighed and walked back to the
stove, ignoring his sister's complaints. This was embarrassing enough
already.

He knew that on Valentine's Day, it was
always up to girls to give chocolate to people they loved. That was
the rule everybody went by. But in that case, the rule could be
reversed. On Valentine's Day, boys got chocolate from people who
loved them. And since Ryou was planning to give his chocolate to
another guy, it was okay, right?

Ryou dipped his little finger in the
pan and tasted the chocolate. He closed his eyes in bliss. It was
perfect. He was going to love it. That is, if Ryou could
muster up enough courage to actually to give him the chocolate.

Bakura, the guy he had a crush on,
wasn't the kind of person one shy like Ryou could have a friendly
chat with. Confidence radiated from him and he loved teasing the hell
out of people. He was the kind of person whose mere presence made
Ryou feel uncomfortable. And yet...

There was something about Bakura that
attracted Ryou. He felt like a moth attracted to a flame, not caring
that he could only get burned in the end.

Ryou carefully poured the chocolate
into the heart-shaped pan he had bought specially for the occasion.
He hoped Bakura would like it.

&&&

It was the end of the
afternoon. Sun was low and the sky glowed with a soft orange light.
It all looked very romantic. But Ryou had the feeling that Bakura was
impervious to that kind of setting. He opened the classroom door a
little and took a look. Bakura was in there. Furthermore, he was
alone. That would make things easier.

Bakura raised his eyes from
his magazine when Ryou entered the classroom. He smirked.

"Hey. I was waiting for
you."

"Y-You... you were?"
Ryou stammered. It felt like his heart was gonna burst out of his
chest. He felt like Bakura's eyes were undressing him. He tried to
swallow but his month was dry.

"Of course."
Bakura licked his lips. He leaned back on his chair, the back of it
touching the table behind him. "So, where's my chocolate?"
he asked coolly.

Ryou's jaw fell. This just
had the effect of a cold shower. How... arrogant!

"What makes you think I
would give you chocolate?" he snapped.

Bakura never stopped
smiling. "Well, it's Valentine's Day. And you, all blushing and
stammering, came to find me when you usually leave right after class.
Can I have my chocolate now?"

Ryou curled his hands into
fists in a poor attempt to stop them from shaking. "D-Don't be
so presumptuous! Just because you're so..." He bit his lip. "...
doesn't mean everybody has a crush on you and wants to give you
chocolate."

"So you admit you have
a crush on me?" Bakura said, raising an eyebrow.

"Wha...?" Ryou's
face turned a pretty shade of pink. "I never...!"

"You just did."

"No, I didn't! You're
just stupid! I hate you!" Annoyed beyond description, Ryou made
his way back to the door. The setting had been perfect but Bakura had
spoiled everything. No way Ryou was giving him the chocolate now, it
would only make him look like a fool.

"You dropped
something," Bakura's voice called out just when Ryou reached the
door. The younger one turned around and saw the chocolate he had took
so much time to make and wrap on the floor. Bakura got off his chair
and walked to the spot where the chocolate was laying. He picked it
up. Ryou felt like he was frozen on the spot. He couldn't move.
"Interesting," Bakura whispered.

"W-Who said it's for
you?" Ryou managed to say.

"There's my name on
it."

"Well... maybe some
girl mistook me for you and put it in my bag."

"It's written 'from
Ryou' here," Bakura pointed out.

This time, Ryou grew pale.
God, he felt so ridiculous. Bakura probably thought he was some kind
of retard now. He felt like crying. He stared at the floor, hoping
this moment could end.

He heard the other teen move
closer to him but he didn't dare look. And then...

Bakura kissed him. It was
just a feather-light kiss. It didn't even last a second.

"Thank you,"
Bakura murmured. He walked past Ryou and left the classroom.

Spinning. His head was
spinning. Ryou's legs felt like jelly. His brain took a long time
analyzing what just happened.

Bakura had kissed him.

A tiny whimper escaped
Ryou's throat. His reacted like a love stuck schoolgirl and he
couldn't do anything to help it. It wasn't just a crush. He was
totally under Bakura's spell. And worse, Bakura seemed to knew it.

&&&

Ryou buried his head in his
pillow. He had tried to study, but he just couldn't concentrate. Not
when lips still felt like they were on fire. Okay, it wasn't just his
lips...

He couldn't get Bakura out
of his head. Why had he kissed him? Just for the sake of it? To tease
him? Or... did Bakura find Ryou attractive? Would he... want him...
that way?

Before Ryou realized, he had
started rubbing against his mattress. He blushed. What was he doing?
Well, it wasn't as if he hadn't done something similar before.
Just... not when thinking of somebody at the same time. He kept going
and moaned lowly, his voice being muffled by the pillow.

He started when he heard the
phone ring. His heart was racing. He didn't answer, because it was
probably a call for his sister. Still, it had pulled him out of
his... activity...

"Onii-chan! It's for
you!" Amane's voice called out from another part of the house.

With a shaky hand, Ryou
reached for the handset on his night stand.

"Hello?"

"Hey. Thinking of me?"

Ryou immediately sit up.
"B-Bakura?"

"Yes, that's my name."

"W-Why are you calling?
And how did you get my number?"

"I've got my ways.
Hm... your voice does sound like you were thinking of me."

"O-Of course not!"
Ryou replied, blushing hard.

"Liar. So, what are you
doing on this fine Valentine's Day evening? Were you imagining me
eating your..." A short pause. "...chocolate?"

Ryou shifted his thighs. His
pants suddenly felt two sizes shorter. "Did you like it?"
he said, trying to change the subject. "The chocolate."

"It was homemade,
wasn't it?"

"Yeah."

"Have any left?"

Ryou suddenly felt happy and
relieved. So Bakura did like it. "Yes. I do."

"I'd like to have it.
But... not heart-shaped."

"Oh..." Ryou bit
his lip. He knew he should have chosen a more conventional shape.

"Actually, I'd rather
lick it off your body."

Ryou nearly dropped the
receiver upon hearing Bakura's bold statement. "What the hell
are you saying?"

Bakura chuckled darkly. Was
he being serious or was he just making fun of Ryou?

The teen was tempted to just
hang up. But a part of him wanted to hear more.

"Wouldn't you like
that?"

Ryou's voice caught in his
throat. His left hand started unbuttoning his pants.

"Hot sweet milky
chocolate dripping all over your creamy skin and my tongue licking it
clean..." Bakura's warm voice went on.

"Yessss..." Ryou
hissed, his hand slipping inside his boxers.

"You dirty little
thing. I know what you're doing."

The white haired teen felt
ashamed but he couldn't stop.

"Mind if I join
you...?" The sound of Bakura's zipper could be heard. Ryou was
beginning to sweat.

"Ew..." a voice
out of nowhere suddenly came. Ryou froze.

Silence lingered for a few
seconds and...

"AMANE! Hang up this
phone NOW!"

&&&

This day had been... well,
very embarrassing. But Ryou was trying not to think about it. Cold
water from the shower head was pouring on his body. He was shivering
but he wouldn't step out of the bathroom until his body felt numb.

He barely talked with Amane
during all dinner. He was angry at her for spying on him but he
couldn't bring himself to scold her because he felt too ashamed. What
was the matter with him? Having phone sex with someone he had never
been intimate with before. Now, his sister probably thought he was a
freak. And she also learned of his sexual preferences. Ryou hid his
face in his hands. God, this was so embarrassing. And this was all
Bakura's fault.

Shivering, Ryou turned off
the water. He ran a hand through his wet hair. He wondered if Bakura
would try to call him again. Ryou had hung up after finding out that
his sister had been listening to their... ahem... conversation. Ryou
shook his head. He had to stop thinking about this. Bakura was just a
jerk toying with his head, that's all.

Ryou wrapped a towel around
his waist and left the bathroom. He could hear the TV was on which
meant Amane was still downstairs. Ryou got back to his room and began
looking for his blow dryer. As he was searching inside his drawers,
two hands grabbed his arms. Ryou let out a small shriek and tried to
get free. His mysterious assailant pressed his lips against his ear.

"Shh. No need to make a
fuss."

Ryou blinked. "B-Bakura?"

"Yes, that's my name."

Ryou's heart stopped, or so
he thought. Why? Why was Bakura here? And how did he get here?
Bakura's hold on his arm lessened and Ryou was able to turn around,
facing him. That movement made the towel around the younger one's
hips slip, leaving him naked and blushing. Bakura was smirking, as
usual.

"H-How...?" Ryou
voiced weakly. He was feeling both scared and... a little bit
aroused, he had to admit, no matter how wrong the present situation
was. "How did you... get here?"

"Through the window."

"The... window...?"
But it couldn't. Ryou had closed both the window and the shutters.
Bakura seemed to find the look of confusion on his face very amusing.

"You're so gullible,
you know?" He chuckled. "Your sister let me in."

His sister... Amane did? Oh,
Ryou was going to kill her. Or maybe not... Dumbfounded, he kept
staring at Bakura who was growing more and more amused by the minute.
The taller man glanced down between the two of them.

"I can see you're happy
to see me."

"Huh?" Ryou
followed Bakura's eyes and turned red. He quickly grabbed his towel
and covered his body with it. "S-So... why are you here?"

"Oh, I was bored and I
thought you could entertain me." Bakura flopped down on Ryou's
bed, crossing his arms behind his head. "But don't mind me. Just
act as if I wasn't here."

How could he just say that?
The whole situation was just crazy. Ryou should ask him to get out.
But deep down, he didn't want to. He had had a crush on Bakura for
months and now, the object of his desires was in his bedroom, lying
on his own bed. Ryou blushed some more and was grateful for his
towel.

Bakura looked very handsome.
It was the first time Ryou saw him wearing something else than his
school uniform. Bakura was wearing a silver shirt hugging his torso
nicely and leather pants so tight they left nothing to imagination.
And that bulge was rather... Oh my...

"Enjoying the view?"
Bakura asked, his eyebrows raising suggestively.

Ryou turned his head away.
"D-Don't be stupid!" He secured the towel around his waist.
Attempting to ignore Bakura, he resumed looking for his blow dryer.
He finally managed to lay his hands on it. He sat in his chair by his
desk and began drying and brushing his hair. He could feel Bakura's
eyes on him. Ryou felt so nervous he nearly dropped his hairbrush.

Once he was done, Ryou
turned his chair around. Bakura was still in the same position on
Ryou's bed. "Come here," he said. Ryou gulped. His body
obeyed, only stopping when his knees touched the edge of the bed.
Bakura still didn't move an inch. Ryou somehow understood what was
waited of him. Once more, his towel slipped off his body. Bakura
licked his lips. "Nice."

"Than... thank you..."
Ryou replied hesitantly.

Bakura eyed his hard-on.
"And obviously, you want this."

Ryou closed his eyes and
nodded bashfully. He reopened them again when he felt Bakura's hand
stroking him lightly. It was the first someone else touched him
there. He threw his head back and hissed, trying hard not to come on
the spot. Bakura's hand stopped and grabbed his wrist next, pulling
Ryou to him. The younger teen fell on top of Bakura.

Ryou blushed, trying to
wriggle into a comfortable position. His bed was small so it wasn't
easy. Bakura helped him by spreading his own legs, inciting him to
lay between them. Ryou did just so and moaned slightly when his cock
rubbed against Bakura's leather covered hard-on.

It felt awkward. Ryou being
stark naked and Bakura still having his clothes on. Ryou felt a
bit... whorish. Bakura's hands traveled along his back and grabbed
his buttocks, squeezing them and forcing Ryou to rub against him some
more. Ryou moaned louder this time.

"Shh," Bakura
whispered into his ear. "I'm sure you don't want to gross out
your sister a second time." This earned him a blush that made
him smirk. He kept on pressing Ryou against himself, the younger teen
sighing in rapture.

Ryou suddenly felt Bakura
spanking his bottom once. He gave a low howl of pain mixed with some
guilty pleasure.

"Bitch," Bakura
said, licking Ryou's earlobe.

"B-Bakura..." Ryou
felt so odd. Never would he have thought he'd find pain or dirty talk
arousing. Was he really this perverted? Or was it because it was
coming from Bakura.

"You want more?"

Ryou nodded. Bakura flipped
them over. He kissed the younger teen forcefully and Ryou was in
heaven. He lovingly wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck. Their
tongues were playing frenziedly together and Ryou almost forgot to
breath.

He whimpered when Bakura's
month left his but his disappointment didn't last long. Bakura bit
his neck with such force Ryou wouldn't be surprised if blood started
flowing. He arched his back in pure pleasure, his chest colliding
with Bakura's.

"Please..." Ryou
begged. Bakura licked the mark left on his neck.

"What do you want?"

"I..." Ryou turned
crimson. "Take your clothes off...please..."

"Since you asked so
nicely."

Bakura stood up from the
bed. Ryou sat on his knees and watched as the other starting
unbuttoning his shirt slowly. Bakura's fingers finished their work
and let the shirt slip. It fell on the floor without a sound. Ryou
breathed in deeply. Bakura next undid the button of his pants and
slowly brought the zipper down. Ryou's eyes widened. Bakura was
well-endowed. Very very well-endowed. So much he was feeling a
bit...envious?

"Impressive, isn't it?"

Ryou nodded, his gaze fixed
on it. He reached out timidly and his hand came in contact with the
impressive tool. It felt so hard and warm. He stroke it lasciviously.
Bakura groaned in pleasure.

"You sure know how to
stroke a cock."

Feeling suddenly very brave,
Ryou leaned over, stuck out his tongue and licked the tip of Bakura's
member.

"Yeah, that's it. Lick
it... Suck it."

Ryou did just so, taking as
much of Bakura's cock in his mouth as he could. Bakura buried his
fingers in Ryou's hair. "So fucking sexy," he whispered.

Even though it was his first
blow job, Ryou was feeling pretty confident. His lips were sliding
easily on Bakura's skin and his tongue avidly swirling around his
tip, trying to milk as much precum as he could. It tasted salty and
incredibly addictive.

Bakura abruptly pulled him
off his cock by his hair. Ryou winced and wondered if he had done
something wrong. Bakura grabbed Ryou's thigh and forced the teen to
sit on the edge of the bed. Before Ryou could even blink, Bakura
knelt and gulped down his cock. Ryou bit hard on his lower lip to
stifle a scream. He was positive he had never felt anything this good
before. Bakura was deep throating like a pro and, though Ryou was
doing to hold out, he soon exploded, coating the other's mouth with
thick semen. Ryou slumped back, finding it hard to merely breath. He
mewled weakly when Bakura let go of his spent member.

Ryou was enjoying the sweet
aftermath of his orgasm when something wet and sticky began probing
his hole. Bakura was preparing him, lubing him with his semen. Ryou
knew what he was planning to do.

"Do you want this?"
Bakura asked.

Now that his mind wasn't
totally clouded by lust, Ryou could think more coherently. He felt
scared yes. Considering Bakura's size, it was surely going to be
quite painful. But... this opportuny would probably not represent
itself again. It was most likely that all this was just a one night
stand for Bakura. And Ryou wanted to get the most out of it.

"Do it."

"It's your first time."

Ryou nodded bashfully. He
hissed. Bakura's finger was slipping in and out of him with barely
any gentleness.

Once Bakura was done
preparing Ryou, he tried to force him in a all fours position. Ryou
shook his head. "No," he murmured. "I want to face
you. Please..."

Bakura chuckled. "Alright."

Ryou lied comfortably on his
back while Bakura slipped a pillow under the small of his back. Ryou
spread his thighs wide, willingly opening up for Bakura who took
position between his legs and imediately started pushing against his
entrance. Ryou was trembling. He was so tense his hole tried to stop
the penetration.

"Relax," Bakura
growled.

"… trying..."
Ryou moaned in answer.

In a sudden mouvement,
Bakura pushed himself all the way inside Ryou who cried in pain. It
hurt. Much more than he had imagined. Bakura didn't wait for him to
adjust and began, sliding in and out of Ryou at a fast pace. And
though it hurt like hell...

Ryou loved it. His cock
began rising once more due to Bakura's body rubbing against him. He
wrapped his arms around Bakura's chest and digged his nails into his
back. Bakura groaned in approval. "Bitch...! Whore...!"

Ryou nodded. "Kiss...
kiss me..." he begged. Bakura obliged while still thrusting into
his body. The bed was squeaking so much it could probably be heard in
all the house but neither of them cared at the moment. Only one thing
mattered for Ryou. He needed release.

"Touch me, Bakura,"
he moaned against the other's lips.

Bakura slid his right hand
between them and grabbed his cock, pulling on it. Ryou's head was
spinning. It wasn't going to take long before he came again. He
somehow managed to spread his legs even wider, so much his feet were
dangling off each side of the bed. Bakura rubbed a new spot inside of
Ryou which made the younger one squeal in delight. He threw his head
back and Bakura took this opportuny to bite his neck once more. A
final wave of pleasure crashed over him and he came.

"Fuck!" Bakura
soon followed Ryou, releasing deep inside him.

Ryou sighed, feeling
content, even though his muscles ached. He stroked Bakura's back
gently. He breathed in the strong scent of Bakura's sweat. It smelled
musky and wild.

Bakura gently nibbled on his
collarbone. "That was nice. Are you sure that was your first
time?"

"Of course it was,"
Ryou replied, blushing.

"Good," Bakura
said. He disengaged from Ryou's embrace and stood up. Ryou felt his
heart break a bit. Bakura was leaving, right? Now that he got what
wanted, he wasn't going to stick around. It was painful...

But at the moment, his body
hurt more. A cramp was building in his thighs and he found it hard to
bring them back together. When he did so, he felt a burning sensation
between his legs. The fragile skin of his neck also hurt, right where
Bakura had inflincted his bite.

Ryou heard the sounds of
clothes being shuffled. He screwed his eyes. Bakura was certainly
getting dressed and Ryou didn't want to see that. He didn't want to
believe Bakura was leaving. It would only make him feel even more...
used.

"Don't leave..."
whispered Ryou though he regretted imediately that he did. He sounded
pathetic.

"I wasn't planning to,"
Bakura replied simply. Ryou sat up in surprise... and moaned in pain.

"Owww..." He lied
back, on his side. Once the sharp pain had diminished, he looked at
Bakura who had neatly folded his clothes on the chair. Ryou blinked.

"I hate having to leave
with wrinkled clothes in the morning." Bakura shrugged.

Ryou smiled, feeling his
chest filling with warmth. Bakura was staying for the night. Life was
perfect. That was the best Valentine's Day ever.

Bakura suddenly took him in
his arms. Ryou blushed. "W-What are you doing?"

"You and I are both
going to take a shower."

"Oh... Oh!" Ryou's
face became even redder. Things were far from being over.

&&&

Amane removed her earphones
and listening. Finally, her brother and his boyfriend had stopped
their activies. She sighed in relief. Seriously... At first, she had
thought it was kinda funny but soon found it totally gross. Couldn't
Ryou at least try to keep things quiet while his sister was under the
same roof?

The girl shook her head.
Next time, she wouldn't let that Bakura in, she promised herself. And
just when she thought she was finally going to be able to enjoy a
good night's sleep...

"Aaaaaaah! Bakuraaaaa!"

Amane pushed her earphones
back into her ears. "Onii-chan's a perv..."

&&&

Notes: My, writing a lemon
in English sure isn't something easy to do. I hope I didn't manage
too badly. There might be sequel to his. Maybe. By the way, it's my
birthday so make me happy and review? Please?
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