Hi again! I would like to thank everyone who read this fic but most especially those who reviewed, favorited and/or are now following this and/or me. Special thanks to DanyStormborn01 for being a consistent reviewer of my revolution/vanishshipping fics. =)
This chapter is inspired/(loosely) based on Boom Clap by Charli XCX. It's so hard to get rid of it once it got stuck in your head, really. I didn't add the lyrics because the scene and the way it was written are more cohesive that way.
As always, I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Now let's get it on with the chapter. =)
He was so beautiful in the moonlight.
A smooth sea of soft riverside grass beneath his leathered feet, he stood from afar, against the backdrop of deep azure studded by brilliant stars, with his hands dug in his pockets. His gaze faraway, the silver moon softened his angular face, heightening the contemplative look in those royal purple eyes. What was occupying his mind, Anzu didn't know, only that this abstracted expression highlighted his handsome features. The wide belt around his neck now absent, the top knob below the collar of his white button-front shirt was undone. The brightness of the big full moon was making his exposed chest and skin glow against the late night as the folds of his shirt and raven trousers cast shadows of soft blue and charcoal. The folds of his long sleeves fell in place against his arms, lean yet toned.
Even though it was only his side facing her, Anzu had never seen such a radiating and breathtaking, no, such a perfect sight in her entire life. "You're beautiful…"
He tilted his head in her direction, his usually hard amethyst eyes now soft, inviting. "Come here."
He was beckoning her. Immediately she strode forward to meet him, falling into a deep trance. He was so lustrous, so gorgeous, but it couldn't be completely credited to what was tangible about him. It may be Yugi's body she was seeing but it was Dark Yugi's confidence and seriousness that made his physique seem mature, admirable.
As he now turned to fully face her, Anzu found herself gazing and being locked by his deep, amethyst eyes. Those mesmerizing eyes, full of intensity. They always amazed her. His face may be passive but his eyes never lied, rich in emotion. And right now they captivated her, enhancing his already deity image.
"You're beautiful…" she breathed, unable to help it. "How could I not fall for you?"
It was too late for her to realize she had let the words out without thinking but she couldn't take them back anymore. The atmosphere of enchantment must be making her bold to express herself, her heart.
But really, how could she not fall for him? Not just because he had an agreement with Yugi to take over to ensure Anzu's safety as they walked home from the semi-formal birthday party of one of their classmates. Not just because of how dreamy he had looked in his contemplation when they had stopped and gone down to the riverside because the sparkling water under the moonlight had caught Anzu's admiration.
No. How could she not, when he was the only person who really understood her? He was her only source of real comfort during those dark days when her parents kept on fighting unreasonably. When she kept on getting sabotaged by girls who were jealous of her for some reason and she couldn't keep on fighting back any longer. When she got expelled by the school after catching her in the act of working part-time, now brought back only by the mercy of the administration that was now eyeing her every move. When she had lost her job in the process, and now getting another one proved to be very difficult.
While Yugi, Jounouchi and Honda had always provided encouragement, it was only in Dark Yugi that she found the shift in perspective, wisdom and advice that she needed on how to tackle her problems. He knew when to give them, knew when to be silent to just listen to her. He also knew that she was a fighter but that fighters also eventually grew weary and exhausted. Even just his mere presence comforted her. Anzu wasn't counting that he would be more than just someone who could protect and avenge her through duels and games. While he should be searching for his missing memories, he was always putting her first.
He was beautiful indeed, even on the inside. Anzu just hoped he would receive her admiration without question.
As though on instinct, he cupped her cheek with his hand, staring at her with those eyes searching her entire soul. Leaning forward, he captured her mouth with his, the first time he ever did to her, and instantly she got hooked. As she closed her sapphire eyes, he kissed her, long and deep, taking her over. Drugging her into his will, leaving her delirious. When he withdrew from her, it frustrated her in lack, leaving her wanting more.
He granted her want, dizzying her. Yet she continued to crave for more as she sighed. His kiss, like him, was addictive and she was more than willing to be overdosed by it. "More…" she moaned softly.
And he drugged her again and again that she found it hard to think and focus on reality. Her problems were suddenly nonexistent, with her now emotionally high. And she didn't want to come down. She couldn't live without his drug, yet she wanted him to make her seek it. To seek him.
In the process, he pulled her body closer to his, pressing her soft chest against his own hard one. Her already racing heart resonated like a canon firing a long, fast series of ammunition in endless intervals, exploded from the inside like the clap of thunder.
Can you feel my heartbeat, Yugi? How strong it was? How loud it was?
This is because of you.
He pressed his firm mouth harder on hers.
And…
He savored her.
This is only for you.
Eventually he pulled away, and Anzu floated back to the realm of reality, breathless. But as excited as his kisses left her, the vestiges of uncertainty in her mind surfaced to her frame, shrouding her, clothing her. It was seen in her eyes as she gazed at him with the same question: Are you doing this only because I've acted first? Was his kiss just an impulsive reaction to her spoken admiration, and had she done nothing he wouldn't have bothered? Or maybe, just like her, he just got carried away by the same atmosphere of enchantment bathing them.
He could read her well by now, his answer silent, like her question. No. He took her mouth in his, brushing against it gently. You have to know this.
The fabric of doubt began to loosen around her, slipping off her shoulders and her back.
And…
The girdle of hesitation around her waist was being unknotted.
I want you to.
She didn't know if it was he who was undressing her or if she was doing it herself, but she allowed herself to come undone, the unseen sheet unraveling itself until it pooled down at her high-heeled feet. Despite wearing her satin ebony dress, she could no longer feel its smoothness or its weight. Only that she was bare, caused by her openness to him, so exposed in his presence. She could not hide anything from him, and he could see everything of her real self.
He continued to caress her through his lips as he pulled the jeweled pin holding her hair that it cascaded down on her shoulders, running his fingers through her soft chocolate tresses. And then his strong hands moved down, his arms wrapping around her back and her slim waist. They moved all around them, grazing them and her bare arms, her shoulders. Enrobing her with ardent affection, love, devotion. Clothing her with assurance and gentleness, layer by layer.
He made her feel adorned, and Anzu had never felt so attractive about herself and beautiful in her entire life. Not even the gold necklace and bracelets she was wearing right now to enhance her looks and the argentine ones she had left at home, or even the most precious ornaments could make her look at herself this way. Nothing, not even the world's most exquisite silver silk or even a queen's robe spun in gold, could and would ever compare to the rich garment of his feelings.
"Mmmm… You make me feel good…" she murmured against him. It was only he who gave her such special attention, who could hold her and caress her skin this intimately. With his kisses, he evoked in her feelings of being favored, admired. With his touches, feelings of being needed, yearned.
He seemed to be aware of this as he withdrew his face from hers, the expression brewing in his dark irises clear: He wanted her.
Tilting her head, she met those lucid eyes, inviting him. Go on… Draw me in. Attract me...
"Anzu…" He drank her with his eyes, now as clouded with restrained desire as his low voice. The voice that had always enticed her, as though it held some powerful form of magic that she couldn't break herself free from. Not that she wanted to.
Put me under your power…
His expression intensifying, he embraced her shoulders and gently lay her on the grassy slope.
Hold me…
His lean arms wound themselves around her slender waist and back as she closed her eyes, feeling the soft fabric of his sleeves.
Kiss me…
His warm lips took hold of hers, her mouth yielding readily beneath his.
Romance me…
Tightening his strong hold on her, he found pleasure in sucking her through her soft mouth.
Caress me…
His rough hands moved around the curves of her soft, flawless body, stroking her gently. Meanwhile his lips drifted to her chin, then down to the smooth expanse of her throat as she threw back her head and moaned.
Yugi…
Through his actions, both earlier and now, he showed her his feelings, burning with a balance of tenderness and passion for her, promising her pleasure.
The moment he looked up to return to her lips again, she beat him to it, wrapping her arms around his bare neck. He reciprocated, starting slowly, then accelerating. Soon they entangled themselves more with each other, furthering all actions on each other that they could. But in the end, it was he who completely took over, consuming her with his passion.
When they broke apart a little, Anzu's eyes opened halfway. "Just tell me what to do..." she whispered, under his trance. "...and I'll obey you."
He didn't seem to know how much power he had over her... or that he had at all. She wanted to make him aware of it. That all it would take him was just one word. One phrase. One command, and she would do anything for him. She would yield herself to him if he asked, surrender herself to him even if he didn't. Under his spell, she would be anything for him.
But instead he shook his head, then dipped his mouth into hers, letting them linger for a few moments. "You don't have to submit yourself to me," he answered. "You alone, here with me, are enough."
Anzu gazed up at him in astonishment. "Yugi..."
He was someone who clearly wanted her yet completely respected her. And that was what was wonderful about him. She could give anything, would give everything to him. Yet he asked nothing from her. Only that she let him give to her. Only that she stayed with him. Be with him.
And how she wanted to, and she would. He gave her life direction. With him, she found hope. With him, everything around her was clear, and she could see everything. With him, life was bright. With him, the Anzu who held so much hurt and pain faded. Wherever he would go, she would follow him.
Dark Yugi concentrated his heated kisses on her jaw, on her nearly bare neck, earning constant sighs and moans of pleasure and contentment from her. And as he continued to shower her with his love and affection, he kept igniting her inside. The soft moonbeams spilling on their bodies, they could go on like this for hours, as long as he sustained her. He was the giant hot sun, fiery, blazing. His love fueled her, consumed her as much as she consumed it, always making her on fire. Always burning her up.
And her heart pounded loudly for him, would beat only for him, on and on and on. As surely as the sun kept on glowing, the beat of her heart resounded powerfully and deeply, as deep and powerful as her feelings for him. It didn't end.
And it never would.
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