Lemon fic for Clare. May you have fun. ^-^
Well, that was actually all. Clare_stovold dared me to write a lemon for her about Atemu being a vampire and Yami a neko. She would do the same and I said: Yes! I shall write that lemon!
Thus, here is said lemon.
Warnings: lemon, boyxboy (YamixAtemu) and well... It was a dare so there's no actual plot.
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh! But you guys all knew that, right?
Let the lemon begin!
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He purred softly, flicking his crimson-red tail in delight. His eyes were covered by their lids and two crimson-red cat-ears were twitching at the sounds of a breeze filling the bedroom. The curtains from the balcony waved in the breeze, the first rays of moon hitting the tiled floor. Outside, it became silent as the purr filled the cooling air. The Neko in the bed purred again, his beautiful long tail flicking again as well. The sheets were a pearl-white colour, the pillows of the bed hugged against the Neko's frame by pale arms. Two canine fangs fell over a smooth bottom lip when the Neko smiled and purred louder, turning over to his other side.
The breeze continued to grow the room colder, the night falling and devouring the day. Maybe leather hadn't been the best choice against the autumns colder nights, but he could care less. He wanted his little kitten and he would get him, cold or warm. Chuckling to himself, he landed upon the balcony. His feet were covered by boots, leather was like a second-skin upon the slim, muscled legs. The leather shirt he wore was showing off his abdomen, his chest. The jacket hid his arms from view, but not his slim neck and delicious jaw-line. Blond bangs framed his tanned face, his high cheekbones supporting his narrow eyes, rose-red in colour. Black hair sprouted from his scalp in spikes, lined by a rose-red colour and blond bangs shooting up said black, spiked hair.
When a smirk was placed onto that delicious face, fangs fell over the bottom lip. Wings, black as the non-lit night, folded behind the man's back and were retracted into the said man's body. The rose-red eyed man walked over to the open balcony doors and he pushed aside the pearl-white curtains. He listened to the purrs coming from the sleeping Neko and his smirk turned into a smile. He walked into the room, not bothering to be silent as the Neko wouldn't wake up so easily. He knew, for he had been here before, but he couldn't help coming back. To admire the Neko in the too large bed.
Pale skin over muscles and he reached his tanned hand out to touch the man before him. He stroked his fingers over a face, so alike to his own. Hair, black and tipped in crimson. Spiked, with blond bangs up that hair and framing the sweet, delicious pale face. High cheekbones supporting the eyes, a smooth mouth to kiss... to bruise in sweet delirious passion. He traced his hand over a naked chest, the blanket probably the only thing covering his sweet Neko's private parts.
He purred too, they wouldn't be private for too long this night. He knelt down, face to face to the Neko and he touched the tip of the ear. A whine escaped from the mouth and the crimson-red ear twitched and flicked to get rid of the annoying appendage. He chuckled, the Neko whining again and rolling over. He smirked, the Neko had made place for him and he put off his boots as he entered the territory of his Neko. He let his hand slide over the pale back, following the spine and his Neko purred, arching his back and flicking his tail.
"Até", the Neko murmured. He smirked, Até was only his nickname. He was Atemu, High Priest of the Vampire King. So yeah, he was here illegal. Having sex with the Neko Prince was never a good idea, but Hell did he care?
No.
So, with his hand, he traced the lines of the firm bum beneath the sheets. His rose-red eyes were darkened with lust and a purr escaped his lips. His Neko moaned and the smirk on his lips grew bigger as the palm of his hand felt the thigh from the Neko. The tail flicked in delight and another moan escaped the pale Neko. Cat-ears twitched and the body curled closer together. Atemu smirked, he wanted his little neko and he would get him. His breath ghosted over his Neko's neck, he knew what would wake him up. He pulled the pale body flush against his own and bit down upon the neck. His fangs penetrated the skin and right through the vein.
Crimson eyes shot open and a cry escaped the Neko's lips. Atemu purred and licked the red blood from the two wounds.
"You are awake, Yami", he said. Yami turned his head to face Atemu and a pout played onto those lips. His ears hung slightly and he frowned.
"That damn-well hurt me", he said, pout still there. Atemu purred, his fangs leaving blood trails down his chin. Yami wiped them away with the sheet and immediately he felt a hand on his thigh again. His inner thigh, a hand against his sac and he blushed.
"Até...", he whined softly. Atemu purred.
"You do realize I did bring a gift for you?", Atemu said and he nuzzled Yami softly, stroking the warm thigh beneath his palm and he "accidentally" brushed against the Neko's sensitive sac and penis. Yami moaned and Atemu chuckled.
"You brought yourself", Yami said softly. Atemu looked at him.
"No... the other gift", Atemu murmured. Yami smirked, rubbing back against the delicious hand.
"Clothes you can strip out of?", was his next question, playing with Atemu's bang. Atemu laughed, making a hickey on Yami's shoulder. Yami playful hit him.
"Don't do that! Mother will see it", he whispered. Atemu purred and sucked extra hard, before he shook his head.
"No... the other other gift", he then said, licking Yami's cheek. He kissed his way down to Yami's chest, his tongue starting to play with one of the nubs. Yami purred loud, arching his back to get more.
"I give up, tell me!", Yami said, ordering Atemu playfully. His hands with sharp nails dug into Atemu's hair and he was just anxious to know. Atemu's hand left his thigh, as well as the tongue left his nipple.
"Come", he said and he pulled the naked Yami from his bed to walk over to the balcony. Yami walked after Atemu, glancing around the night, but he saw no lights. Nor did he see someone watching balcony with their eyes. Atemu smirked and he looked down. Yami followed his gaze, feeling a hand cup one of his ass' cheeks. He smiled, Atemu was horny, which meant that the night would be superb. He looked down and a whinny came from a horse, which was tied to a tree. Yami's face lit up in surprise and happiness.
The grey horse moved one of it's six legs, stomping it's hoof down onto the earthen ground and it shook his head. Yami flung his arms around Atemu's neck and kissed him passionately. Atemu moaned in the kiss and he pulled Yami flush against his body. Yami broke the kiss, smiling at him.
"How?", he asked.
"Stealing", Atemu answered, a smirk on his lips. Yami frowned, a smirk on his own lips too. Atemu chuckled and nuzzled Yami's neck, but the pale man pulled away from him and almost skipped back into the bedroom. Softly Atemu growled.
"Yami!", he called after his Neko. Yami chuckled and Atemu followed him back inside. His skin was already burning with want and now Yami was playing games with him. He growled some more and walked up to his lover. A pale hand stopped him, a finger tracing his clothed chest.
"In order to come to my bed, you must strip, Até. Or else it won't be any fun", Yami said and there was this... damned pout on those soft lips. Atemu showed his fangs, but he knew it wouldn't work on his Neko. Yami pouted some more, his crimson eyes shining with mirth. Atemu rolled his eyes.
"If that is what the Prince wishes", Atemu said and Yami smirked. One passionate kiss was shared, before Yami jumped over to his bed and lay down on his stomach. With his intent gaze he watched Atemu, purring when tanned hands stroked their way down. Over chest and abdomen, over hips and knees towards feet. Atemu put off his socks, wriggling his toes, his fingers scraping over the skin. Then, his hands travelled back and he swayed his hips slightly to an unknown beat of music.
His fingers brushed over his thighs and he heard Yami purr. Good, he was making his Neko excited. Purr-fect, Atemu thought and he brushed his hands over his hips, crossing his arms to slowly take a hold of his shirt. He pulled it up, feeling the ripples of his skin and he moaned softly. He imagined his Neko touching him like this and his moan only caused Yami to moan too.
Atemu could hear how Yami's tail patted the sheets and... was that a whine? Atemu purred and pulled the shirt over his head. He held his eyes closed, not wanting to see how Yami watched him. He didn't want to see how Yami would moan or else he would pounce the Neko and fuck him senseless. Yami purred softly, tracing his finger over the sheet. He wanted that skin, he wanted to feel his lover above him, in him. Oh, he wanted Atemu to be rough, but this was a prefect show. He could see how Atemu danced on his toes and swayed with his hips.
He would murder for having Atemu with him forever. But Vampires and Neko's were forbidden to be together, although Atemu and him didn't care. They fell, hard and that was months ago. Still, Yami could feel himself fall in love with his sweet lover again as he saw how fingers played with the button of those leather pants. And gods, Atemu breathed in relieve when he freed his erection from those pants. His hands rubbed over his skin, working the pants down and he imagined it to be his lover's skin. He moaned in delight as he knew that Yami would soon be his again. Would always be his and gods, he needed Yami. He wanted his little kitten. He stepped out of his pants and he could feel sweat glide over his back. Feet padded over the tiled floor and rose-red eyes opened, watching Yami. He smirked, swayed his hips and closed his eyes again. He had seen well, Yami sitting on the bed, legs spread wide, awaiting him. He danced over to Yami, watching Yami with his intent gaze. A smirk was playing on his lover's lips and Atemu smirked too.
"Lap dance?", he asked, his voice laced with lust and want. Yami purred and Atemu danced closer, but as he stood before Yami, two pale hands grabbed his hips. He looked down at Yami, who was still smirking and then bend his head, pink tongue flicking out to lick the tip of his member. Atemu shuddered, almost creaming himself right there and then. Yami sat himself down on his knees, pink tongue darting out to lick away Atemu's pre-cum. His hands moved over the tanned skin, thumbs tracing the muscles Yami felt.
"Yami", Atemu breathed out and Yami smiled, spreading saliva over Atemu's penis. His tongue licked it's way up and down, hands gripped his hair tight and Atemu purred. With his canine, Yami scraped over the tanned flesh and Atemu cried out in delight. Having heard enough, Yami figured his lover needed as much pleasure as he, Yami, had been given just now. In one swift motion he brought the erect penis in his mouth, teeth scraping over the sensitive flesh and he sucked hard.
"Aah!", Atemu screamed, pushing Yami's head to cover him fully. His eyes were clenched shut and oh, he could feel that tongue. He could feel those smooth lips over his length and those teeth. He screamed again when Yami bit him softly, the tip of length assaulted by teeth and tongue. Another suck and gods, he wanted more. His scream of cum tore from his throat when Yami squeezed his balls in delight. His Neko drank him, that pink tongue darting over those smooth lips. Atemu growled and he hauled Yami up to meet those crimson eyes on the same level.
He kissed his Neko, wanting to bruise those sweet lips, wanting to taste his lover. Tongues played with tongues, lips attached to one another and gods, this was delicious! He could taste himself, surrounded by his lover's taste. Fresh strawberries and Atemu purred. He broke the kiss, licking his lips, but Yami kissed him again. Tongue licked against tongue, naked body rubbed against naked flesh. Sweat, heat, sheets, all was there to make Atemu hard again. The blood was pumped to his lower regions and he rubbed harshly against Yami's flesh. Yami screamed in delight, clinging to Atemu.
"Até! Take me! Gods, please!", Yami screamed and Atemu purred. He halted his actions, yes, he wanted his lover to come when he was pouncing into him. Yami rolled onto his stomach, grabbing one of his pillows with a red design on it. Atemu grabbed it from his, smirking at the pout. He searched inside the pillow for the lube and smirked at finding it. He opened the tube, but before he could squeeze the contents on his hand, Yami grabbed it from him and he growled.
"Give me-", he started, but the cold contents were squeezed onto his flesh. He cried out, hands taking a firm hold of him and rubbed him roughly. Gods! Why was his Neko so persistent on making him almost cum before the fun would start? He growled and Yami chuckled, freeing Atemu's penis from his hands.
"Be my guest", he whispered and he opened his legs for Atemu. Atemu tilted his head, nuzzled Yami and kissed him gently. Legs wound around his waist and he felt the tail tap at his hip. Yami purred softly, scraping his nails over Atemu's back and he screamed when Atemu entered him with a quick swift movement. Atemu smirked, nuzzling Yami, kissing him, moving into him. He held Yami's hips, raising slightly so he could go harder and faster.
"Yes! Até, yes!", Yami screamed, tightening his legs around Atemu. Atemu cried out in delight and he went faster and harder. And yes, it was tight and hot and his flesh was rubbed senseless inside Yami and his ears were assaulted by Yami's screams and he loved it. In out, in out and rub rub, lovely screams and oh it was so sweet. Yami's tail whipped against Atemu's hip and his screams filled his bedroom.
"Touch me, please, touch me", Yami whispered inbetween his screams and Atemu smiled. He brought one of his hands down towards Yami's member, stroking and gripping the flesh tight between his fingers and the palm of his hand. He rubbed, he stroked, he kept thrusting into Yami hard, rough and fast.
"Até!", Yami screamed and the body tensed. Seed splashed against Atemu's abdomen en over his hand and his rose-red eyes rolled back into his head as he tensed himself. He came with a scream of his own, Yami felt how the hot sperm moved it's way up into him. Atemu was panting hard, lying on top of Yami, burried within his lover... his Neko.
Yami unwound his legs from Atemu's waist as he tried to catch his breath. And oh, he wanted more. He wanted to be sore tomorrow, limping and telling his mother he was sick. Yami moaned and rolled his hips. A moan was his reply and Atemu moved his own hips gently. Yami purred.
"I want to be sore", Yami whispered. Atemu purred loud, kissing Yami's neck. Yami sighed softly, pulling Atemu closer.
"It's feeding time", Atemu whispered softly into Yami's ear and Yami nodded.
"Just take me... if you drink from me I nearly cream myself", Yami said, hugging Atemu tighter to his body. His flesh was pressed against Atemu's stomach and oh, it felt so good. Atemu licked his neck, licked the spot where he would bite. He hissed when his fangs grew longer and the sharp edges tore at Yami's skin. He burried his fangs deep into Yami's veins, feeling the blood onto his tongue and he sucked at it. He retreated his fangs, the blood oozing onto his tongue and yes, it was delicious.
Yami moaned loud, arching his back, rubbing against Atemu. Atemu moaned loud, drinking some more, before he let go of Yami and moved. He moved, he made rough thrusts into Yami. And the pale body shook from the onslaught and it was making Yami delirious. He scratched Atemu's back, scraping his nails over the skin and Atemu cried out in delight. It felt wonderful, it felt so good and he wanted more and more. His member was burning with heat, but he could care less. Yami screamed his name, coming so much quicker this time.
Sweat fell down their bodies, Atemu screamed his coming, panting hard. Yami pulled him close and Atemu left his body. Yami whined.
"Not yet, my love... I need cuddles... and I'm hungry", Atemu whispered in Yami's ear. Yami moaned softly, cuddling up to Atemu and he let the Vampire drink some more of his blood. He would be sick tomorrow and he would love it.
Because then his whole day would be filled with delicious dreams of a pounding Atemu into his body. And yes, he would love it. Their relationship was illegal, but it felt good enough to make it legal.
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Yami was fast asleep, while Atemu was digesting the Neko's blood. He purred softly, stroking the sweet and pale skin. Another day would rise soon and he knew that Yami wouldn't wake up when he left. He hoped his Neko would enjoy his gift.
"Até", Yami murmured and moaned, his tail flicked in delight. Atemu smirked. Maybe he could stay a little bit longer... A hand moved towards Yami's thigh and softly he stroked the skin, smirking in the process. This skin, this Neko...
Was all his.
Done! ^-^ I hope you all liked it and I want to thank Clare for the brilliant idea. I'm off to writing some more Lemons and I'll be posting them all under this ficlet... if you can call it that.
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