Note from author- Hey everybody; this is my first yu-gi-oh fan fiction that I have ever wrote and or posted so please tell me what you think about it! By the way, when people talk through mind links, it will look like this.
Disclaimer: Sadly I don't own anything, except the story itself.
Bakura gasped when he opened the door to the living room, of his and Ryou's house, revealing Ryou and Marik kissing and "groping" each other. Ryou looked up almost instantly and started to glow bright red. Being unable to speak, (Marik was still trying to kiss him.) Ryou quickly opened their mind link and shouted / squeaked at Bakura; "You told me that you were not going to be home today!"
Bakura gave him an evil smirk, before replying; "Your boyfriend doesn't really seem to mind me being here."
"Bakura, get your ass out of here this moment!" Ryou shouted at him angrily.
"Fine" Bakura whispered as he started to slowly vacate the house. (Normally, Ryou was very weak and unthreatening, but when he gets mad you don't want to be in his way and you definitely don't want to be his target.)
The truth was that when Marik and Ryou had become "intimate" about three weeks ago, every time Bakura dared to step out of the house for even a few short moments, Marik would somehow get in the house and find his way to Ryou.
Bakura shook his head and walked down the street, mumbling; "I need a drink." Bakura soon stepped into a large bar. The lights were flashing, people were laughing and dancing to the music, but right now all Bakura wanted was a good strong drink. Bakura quickly went and sat down, and ordered the strongest drink he could find.
A few minutes later, (After Bakura had received and chugged 2-3 drinks) He decided to look around for a companion to talk with.
To Bakura's right he saw a middle aged male who was wearing a long trench coat. 'Great' Bakura automatically thought in sarcasm, 'This guy looks as though his wife just told him she was divorcing him for her female boss. I had better leave him to his own self pitting misery.'
Then Bakura turned to his left, just in time to see someone sit down beside him. The man was wearing a bright red, rain jacket, with the hood pulled up so Bakura couldn't see his face.
"I guess this guy looks better to talk with then option A!" Bakura mumbled to himself in a low and slightly insane tone. "Hell, maybe I can get him to take off the shading red hood!"
"Yo bartender, beers for me and my new friend." Bakura ordered while shouting over the loud music which filled the room.
After a few minutes they both received the alcoholic drinks, and quietly started to sip at them. Not being able to take just listening to the loud, and very bad bar music anymore, Bakura decided on striking a conversation. "So are you hiding from the police or are you just attempting to hide yourself from my shear hotness and blinding good looks?"
"He he" Bakura laughed under his breath, while thinking, 'That really ot to faze him.'
To Bakura's surprise the guy just answered in a calm tone; "Gosh, how rude of me I didn't even realize that I still had it up!"
The mysterious man then quickly shed himself of the red hood, reviling bright blue hair, along with a pair of sapphire eyes and an essence that made him look like a young teen.
'Holy shit! This guy looks more like an angel then a human!' Bakura thought well letting out a lust fuelled laugh.
"What's the matter, sir?" The blue haired angel boy asked in a curious voice.
"First- the name's Bakura, so don't ever call out any other. Second- Your angelic looks could wound any demon and I am no exception." Bakura stated with a smirk.
"Oh my, I don't think that I'm anything special!" The angelic boy exclaimed while supporting a deep red blush.
Bakura let out a long and mysterious laugh, before smirking and finally speaking; "So does my fair angel have a name?"
The boy blushed once again before stuttering an answer; "M-my name is C-Conner."
"Such a lovely, yet masculine name for a pretty boy!" Bakura exclaimed before thinking and ended up turning deep red after realizing what he had said.
Conner giggled for a few moments, but a silence washed over them as they received beers for the bartender. While drinking his second beer with Conner, Bakura started to do some deep thinking; 'How old is this guy, he only looks to e about 16! I guess it doesn't matter since I'm well, older than most humans anyway. It's a good thing I don't care about age difference because I've never wanted a guy this much!
Bakura was finally able to break the silence by letting out a sigh and ordering two more drinks for Conner and himself. This continued on until they had both had about 6-8 drinks each. Being from ancient Egypt meant that Bakura had a very high tolerance for alcohol but, Conner looked stone drunk. "I haven't *hic* drank *hic* this much in *hic* ever! *hic*" Conner exclaimed between hiccups.
Bakura's somewhat evil laughter filled the bar air before he decided to ask/state; "Let's go back to your place then I can really show you how to have a great time!"
Conner looked over at him with a hot, lustful smile before answering; "If ya come ta my place I can state, that ya won't be disappointed! And you'll definitely never wanna leave me!"
"Is that a bet?" Bakura whispered straight into Conner's ear.
Conner blushed and shivered a bit before deciding that it was indeed a good time to bring his new companion home with him. "Follow me" Conner simply stated, before dizzily standing up and stumbling out of the bar with Bakura on his heels, ready to catch him if he fell.
When they made it out of the bar they continued to stumble down the street at a terribly fast pace. They continued like this for almost 10 minutes before entering a large apartment building. Taking the elevator up to the very top floor, they both stumbled into Conner's apartment.
Bakura nearly tripped over himself when he saw the size and neatness of the apartment. "You live here? It looks more like a hotel suit!" He exclaimed in a surprised voice, making Conner giggle childishly.
"What's so funny, Angel?" Bakura asked with a smirk.
"Are you just going to stand around and talk, 'cause I thought ya wanted to show me what a good time was." Conner stated with a grin and an intense stare placed on Bakura.
Bakura smirked, "Impatient are we?" he said before slowly walking over to Conner and calmly tearing his shirt off.
Bakura took a few moments to take in the bare chest in front of him. Slender waist, a small build, erect nipples, he was truly a subject from Bakura's fantasies.
"You're perfect" Bakura whispered softly with a grin before leaning down and capturing Conner's lips in a heated kiss.
Moaning into the kiss, Conner quickly stumbled backwards and opened the door to his bedroom, revealing a giant king sized bed.
Bakura quickly pushed him backward onto said bed and lay on top of him. He quickly pushed both of their hard-on's together, stimulating moan's from both Conner and Bakura. "Kura, y-your shirt. Pl-please take it off." Conner whimpered.
Following Conner's order like a loyal solder, Bakura quickly shed himself of his shirt, but didn't bother to stop there, his pants came off as well leaving him clad in his boxers.
Next Bakura made quick work of Conner's remaining clothes. While 'kissing' Conner all over, he stuck two fingers into his new lover's 'private' hole. Conner screamed in both tremendous pain and pleasure put together.
Bakura made his lover cry out when he stretched out his fingers until finally striking the prostate. "There it is" Bakura said in a very raspy voice.
Pulling his fingers out, Bakura threw off his boxers and rammed himself into the smaller man.
Conner screamed once again, but this time it was from an overload of pure bliss. He quickly started bucking for more, and Bakura quickly supplied him with hard, frantic thrusting, letting out small deep groans. (Along with Conner's intense screams)
"Fuck, how can you be so tight?" Bakura moaned in between thrusts.
Knowing that he wasn't going to last much longer, Bakura reached down between them and started pumping Conner's hot, throbbing erection. Seconds after Conner arched his back up off the bed as far as it would go and came onto both their sweaty chests. (And Bakura's had)
As Conner clamped down on Bakura making himself almost impossibly tight, Bakura came inside of him, thrusting in and out a few more times, before pulling out and lying down beside Conner.
Noticing Conner had already passed out Bakura (Not really wanting to think about what had just happened) fell asleep.