Hi... *hides face* ugh.
This chapter is short, but not as short as the last chapter.
This chapter is what made me paranoid to raise the rating to M. Well... Either I could keep this at T and just say this chapter is rated M or I could just make the whole thing M. Really this is probably the only sex scene in this whole fanfic, so I'll just do the former:
THIS CHAPTER IS RATED M BECAUSE SHUT UP.
This was so difficult for me to write. You know how I keep saying "oh I don't do M's blah blah blah". This is my first attempt at writing yaoi, so PLEASE DON'T HATE ME! I honestly thought that ASSandASS (funny acronym, right?) would be my first time writing something lemon-y or lime-y (lol limey... OMG BAKURA IS A BRIT AND HE'S ALSO LIMEY THAT MAKES SO MUCH SENSE!) but no, this is it. I don't even know...
ANYWAY! RYOU PLEASE FORGIVE ME! WAH! Be nice in the reviews please! (both about the lemony-crap-stuff and also what I did to my little British creampuff, Ryou.)
Warning: Contains yaoi *cringe*, a self-insert, a traumatized Ryou, Soup, Dynamite, Pokémon, and many British things.
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!, Yu-Gi-Oh: The Abridged Series, Hetalia, Skylanders, Pokémon, any of their characters, any tea-making skills, or the British language.
R&R
ENJOY~!
~Later~
Marik said nothing coherent, all he did was moan and cry out like Bakura did. Well, not really. Marik was more of the moaner and Bakura was more of the shouter. Both of them breathed heavily.
"Marik! Do it!"
He knew what Bakura wanted. He moved one hand from where he dug his nails into Bakura's wrist and the other one from where he was teasing and moved them both up to Bakura's hair. He took one bat wing in each hand and tugged.
Bakura moaned loudly with a violent shudder and leaned up against Marik who held himself up above him.
Marik took advantage of that and leaned his head down to Bakura's neck. He gently nibbled on the skin, then gradually accelerated to the hungry gnawing that he knew Bakura loved and usually did on HIM, trying to make him bleed. Times like these were the only times that Marik ever shared Bakura's love for the taste and sight of blood. Bakura's and, to his own surprise, occasionally his own.
Suddenly, Bakura felt a feeling that was all too familiar, although not that common. A feeling that had nothing to do with what he and Marik were doing. He suddenly lost all feelings of pleasure and enjoyment for what was going on. "M-Marik!" he cried out.
"Yes?" Marik breathed.
"I think I'm about to-"
Marik slowed down and asked, "Seriously? You usually last longer than thi-"
Bakura didn't let him finish his sentence because there was no way that Marik actually knew what was really going on. "N-n-no!" he quickly interjected. "Not that! Something else! Get off me please!"
"Why?"
"Just do it!"
"But!"
"Marik please just stop shagging me for one bloody minute and get the bugger off of me!" Marik started to pull out of him, but the Brit didn't have any patience to spare at the moment. Bakura mustered up his strength and flexibility to push their bodies away from each other and shove Marik off of him. He quickly rolled over on his back and tried to catch his breath. Marik was breathing hard as well. Bakura covered himself with the black comforter up to his chest where the Millenium Ring would usually be.
"Bakura..." Marik said between breaths. "Why... Did you...? Was it something I did?"
"No, Marik! It wasn't you!" Bakura quickly said. "You were just perfect as always. It's me! The Ring!" He was trying to resist the change as much as possible so he could tell Marik what was about to happen. "R-"
Too late.
Bakura suddenly stopped breathing hard for a moment and closed his eyes. Marik sat up in alarm. He blinked and gasped in surprise as he watched Bakura's hair relax, his bunny ears flatten down, his face turn softer and calmer, and his facial expression go neutral. Then he started breathing normally again, but a bit heavier.
"Oh crap in a bucket," Marik mumbled. He froze, not knowing what to do.
Ryou finally opened his eyes.
(AN: This is all you're getting. It was torture to even write this. You're welcome.)
RYOU PLEASE FORGIVE ME!
Next chapter is where the self-insert comes in. Prepare for the torture mwahahah! (btw I was saying that to Bakura. For you guys, I say,) And also prepare for the craziness! I really don't know what to say anymore.
See you next chapter!
BYEEEEEEEEEE~!
