Marriage
Author's Notes: Yaoi near the start of this chapter so if you don't like it, go to Russia (from the Simpsons hehe) Sorry if anyone's reading my other story as well because I've been really out of it lately and my creative flow has just died so I'm really struggling with these stories… not to mention the fact they were pretty lame to start with. Anyway I hope you enjoy this chapter!
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The morning light pierced the large windows of Ryou's chamber as he lay facing the stone cold wall. He could feel another's warmth behind him and rolled onto his back in his half asleep state. His eyelids slid open as the light shone into them and he saw a blurred figure hovering over him.
"Bakura!" He threw his arms around the vampire and buried his face into the mass of white hair. "I thought something had happened to you" His voice was laced with worry. Bakura laid his hands on the prince's back as he held him close.
"I'm sorry." He muttered. "My feed was a little harder than usual." Ryou pulled back and lay on the bed. He gave a weak sigh as he looked into the crimson pools lovingly.
"I forget." His voice was soft. "About the things you must do, how they are different from mine." The prince smiled as Bakura gazed at him with lust in his expression.
"You know," He said as his face moved closer to his love's. "We missed last night." A smile played over his lips as they lightly pressed against Ryou's. The prince blushed slightly and smiled up at his love.
"But it's too early for sex." The words were correct but they sounded so undignified. Then again, Ryou wasn't one to worry about his dignity.
"It's never too early for sex." Bakura mused as he began to unbutton the prince's shirt. As each button came loose, a new section of pale chest was visible for the vampire to feast his eyes on. He leaned in and pressed Ryou into a passionate kiss before leaving kisses on his jaw line and neck, continuing down the soft skin of Ryou's chest. The prince lay gasping at every touch as his fingers gripped onto the covers that fell below his waist. The blood pulsated through his knuckles and he tried to hold back his light moans in fear of them being heard. His eyes widened as Bakura lips clasped around his nipple and he began to massage it with his tongue. Giving the other a similar treatment, he proceeded down the stomach after leaving the now hardened nubs. Ryou's whole body shook, as Bakura's lips left no part untouched. He planted kisses all over the prince's stomach, adding odd sucks and bites. He soon found himself blocked off by the bed covers and Ryou's trousers, which he swiftly removed from over his love. He looked the now naked prince up and down as he lay on the bed, the bridge of his nose turned rosy pink and his pale body shaking as he breathed. The vampire suddenly felt his blood rush from his head as he became hard. He leaned down and strokes the inner thy of Ryou's leg, receiving a shiver of pleasure. Ryou felt as Bakura spread his legs and a damp warmth surrounded his arousal. His body jerked at the sudden contact and his hips bucked unwillingly. Bakura pinned them down and continued to suck on the shaft, his tongue running up and down it. The prince gave out a moan and cursed himself for not holding back, but it was impossible. His fingers dug into the mattress as pleasure took hold and he felt as though it might kill him. It swelled in his stomach and longed to let go but wanted to stay just as much. He panted uncontrollably as he felt himself coming closer to that spot. His mouth stayed open as the air dried it, making it harder to make any sound. He mewed as Bakura gently ran his teeth along the soft skin and increased the rate of pleasure. His breathing increased as the feeling inched out of him and it struggled to escape. The prince cried out as his seed shot into his love's throat and was swallowed lovingly. His head swam as his exhausted body tried to calm itself. Bakura leaned in and kissed him deeply and Ryou couldn't help but to breathe into him every time a gap was made. His lungs begged for air as they shrivelled up inside of his chest and forced him to pull away. His chest moved in and out rapidly as both gazed into the other's eyes, his stomach wrenched as a strange feeling took over. Suddenly his head flew back as something was pushed into his entrance. It held still until he adjusted and then began to move in and out. He looked down to find Bakura's hand reaching towards his entrance. He cried out as another finger was entered and he tried to get comfortable. No matter how many times he had done this, he would never be ready when it happened. A third finger was entered and all three ran along the tender skin of his inside. Bakura pulled them away and Ryou groaned in protest. The vampire just chuckled and removed his own clothing. He positioned himself between his love's legs and slowly entered. Ryou tensed and his back arched, a cry of pain escaping his lips. Bakura began a slow rhythm as he moved his member in and out of the prince. He stabilized himself with his arms as he leant over his lover and thrust in. Ryou was gasping for air and moaned when Bakura hit the bundle of nerves inside of him. He began to let out another when he bit down his lip; the skin gave way and bloody seeped into his mouth and down his chin. The vampire leaned in and licked it away before sliding his tongue into the prince's mouth. It stifled any sound that the prince may make as the speed increased. The kiss broke and Ryou was lift as Bakura's tongue ran up his chest, tasting the sweat that seeped from his skin. The prince wrapped his arms around his lover's neck as he was continuously thrust into. He leaned back, held up by his arms and threw his head back, allowing Bakura access to his throat. The vampire sucked hard on the tender flesh and could feel himself reaching a climax. His hand reached down and grabbed the prince's new arousal, which had been pressing into his stomach. He pumped it in time with his thrusts and listened as his partner moaned loudly. Ryou pressed his fingernails into his palms and bit into his lips again as a stifled moan ripped through his throat. His second load of sperm sprayed from his arousal and coated both their chests. His body fell limp and Bakura continued to thrust into him. He fell back, still being held up by Bakura's arms. The vampire moaned as he released into Ryou and collapsed on top of him. Both lay panting on the bed, hearts racing with exhaustion. Bakura's head rested on the prince's chest as it heaved in and out and placed a hand on his side. Ryou ran his fingers through the damp hair of his lover and sighed heavily. The vampire dragged himself up beside Ryou, laid his head on the pillow and looked at him lovingly. Ryou put his hand behind his head and kissed him passionately, entering his mouth with his tongue. Bakura's pushed back and won his dominance, which the prince enjoyed a lot. His tongue lapped up the blood that had drifted from Ryou's lip and sucked on it deviously. The prince pulled the cover up so that they covered both their waists and wrapped his arms around the other's torso. Both continued to kiss as a light knocking at the door sounded through the room. Ryou ignored it and indulged in his loves embrace.
"Master Ryou?" He recognised the voice as Marik's but still ignored it. His skin twitched as Bakura's hand drifted down his side until it reached the covers. The door handle rattled and Ryou's eyes widened. He had not locked the door!
"MARIK DON'T COME IN!" He cried as the door opened and Ryou spun around to see the servant's shocked face. It was too late. Marik looked to find the prince lay in bed, his top half bare, and from what he could see, so was the rest of him. Ryou was in shock and could only stare back. He sat up and revealed to Marik who the other body was. He recognised him as the stranger who had stayed at the castle only a month ago.
"Master Ryou!" He breathed, not exactly sure what to make of the scene. He glanced at Bakura who simply leered back defiantly, a hand holding onto Ryou's arm in reassurance. The prince shook as he continued to look at Marik with a look of horror on his face. His throat was dry as he attempted to speak, his mouth opened and shut with no words escaping.
"Please Marik." He eventually blurted out. The servant returned his gaze to Ryou and still looked horrified. "I beg of you, don't tell my mother and father!" He pleaded. Marik did not speak. "Marik!" He cried out again. "I'm not asking you as your master… I'm asking you as a friend…" Marik bowed his head and backed against the wall. Ryou continued to watch him, unsure of what he was thinking. He was sure he could depend on Marik but the servant's loyalty is to his parents. With a sigh, Marik raised his head and stared at Ryou for a while. There was a strange feeling that flowed through his whole body as he watched Bakura holding onto the prince possessively. He swallowed hard before replying.
"Ok…" He put simply with a nod. There was a long silence before Marik cleared his throat. "Uh… y-your mother says the guests are here…" He breathed deeply and stood up straight in the polite manner he was told to uphold when in his master's presence. "She requests your presence in the entrance hall." He added before bowing and exiting the room, making sure to shut the door behind him.
"Right character, isn't he?" Bakura's voice came as Ryou continued to stare at the door, face full of shock. The vampire sat up and wrapped his arms around his lover's waist. Ryou bowed his head when the warmth soothed his tense muscles. He sighed heavily and tear prickled his eyes.
"You okay?" Bakura enquired gently as he nuzzled Ryou's neck. The prince nodded silently as his chest moved in and out.
"I'm just in shock…" He murmured. "Knowing that someone knows…"
"Is he trustworthy?" Bakura put in. Ryou turned to face him and saw his face was deadly serious.
"Of course…" He trailed off. Even he wasn't one hundred percent certain. Was Marik trustworthy? He felt a lump in his throat and he got out of bed. He walked over to the wardrobe and opened it.
"Ryou…" Bakura spoke. Ryou just stood in silence. "It's going to be alright." Ryou turned to face him and smiled weakly.
"I know."
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A few minutes later, Ryou was descending the staircase in the main entrance hall. He looked to see both his mother and father turned to face him. They both stepped aside and revealed some people, who Ryou assumed to be the guests, stood in front of them. His father cleared his throat.
"Ryou, this is Lord Barkis Gardener, his wife… and his daughter: Tea." Ryou looked at the girl who stood between her parents and beamed at him. His face remained emotionless as he blinked at her. He was dumbstruck and just stared at her. Her brown hair only just reached her shoulders and she was about 2 inches taller than the prince.
"Well?" His father spoke. "Aren't you going to welcome her?" He asked while giving his son a little shove towards the quests. Ryou continued to stare emotionlessly but felt his face go slightly red as he realise he and Tea were merely inches away.
"Uh… welcome." He didn't like talking to new people but knew he would have to with his parents watching. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He said falsely.
"The pleasures all mine." Tea said with a little bow.
"Ryou… how about you show Tea around the garden? I'm sure she'd enjoy it." His father beamed down at him as he turned his head in question. He looked at his mother whose face wore the same expression and turned back to the girl. He signalled for her to follow and both exited the castle into the gardens. Her footsteps sped up so both teens were walking level and Ryou just stared blankly ahead.
"So Prince Ryou…" She began. "I hear you are fairly active." She tried to sound interested.
"Please…" Ryou put in tiredly, "Don't talk about me." He sighed. "And call me Ryou." The girl looked disappointed and retreated her gaze. The prince glanced at her from the corner of his eye and sighed. "Tell me about yourself." He knew he would probably regret it but he couldn't bear to see her with that pitifully sad expression on her face. She perked up and began to speak.
"Well… I think my favourite pass-time is horse riding. Do you ride?" She enquired. Ryou nodded. "Maybe we could go together sometime." She beamed at him and he paid no attention. "I have other hobbies like archery and such but there's the obvious ones like sewing and such…" She continued to talk about herself, oblivious to the fact that Ryou wasn't paying any attention. Not only was he exhausted from earlier but also he was still concerned about Marik, not to mention this sudden intrusion, as Ryou thought of it. He wondered what his parents were up to. Could it be they were attempting to get the two together? The thought drifted from his mind as sleep took hold and he rested his eyes.
"Oh look!" Tea's voice cried out as she pointed ahead of them. Ryou's eyes snapped open and he saw the oak tree just ahead of them. "Its so beautiful." She continued. They approached it and Ryou stared up into the branches. He could see where he had climbed up yesterday but just stared thoughtlessly. Tea stood beside him and stared in the same direction, wondering what he was looking at. He lowered his gaze and yawned widely.
"Are you okay?" Tea asked. Ryou turned to face her and smiled weakly.
"Yes. I'm just a little tired." He murmured.
"Busy night?" Ryou chuckled.
"Busy morning." He admitted. "I must apologize." He added. "Mother told me we had guests coming yet I still neglected my need for rest." She smiled understandingly.
"I do that sometimes. You're fully aware of what needs to be done but there are too many distractions in life." Ryou nodded in agreement. "I'll tell you what." She began. "You can rest for a while and I'll keep watch." Ryou blinked unsurely. "In case anyone comes." She added. The prince smiled and both sat down by the tree. He lay back on the trunk and let his heavy eyelids fold shut and they refused to reopen, and he was soon off into the land of dreams.
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"Prince Ryou!" The girls voice rang through his ears as he was shaken by the shoulders. His eyelids reluctantly slid open and he saw Tea looking at him. He groaned as his neck cracked and he leaned forward.
"How long was I asleep?" He asked as he looked at the sky. It was getting dull and a cool breeze cut through the air.
"A couple of hours." Ryou looked at her unbelieving. "Ok a lot a hours." She smiled sweetly. Ryou looked around the garden as the trees rustled in the wind.
"Come on." He said as he got to his feet. "We should go back inside." Tea nodded and both headed back to the castle.
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It was now closing to night and there was no activity through the entire castle. The servants finished their duties and headed to their quarters. Amber light shone through the windows and bathed the castle in a rich glow. The hallways were silent until…
"WHAT!" Ryou's voice echoed through the room as he slammed his fists on the table.
"Ryou, please!" His mother pleaded as his body shook with rage. Both his parents and Tea's parents were sat at either side of a large table with Ryou stood at the end near the door.
"I don't care mother! I will not marry her!" He bellowed. The guests looked incredibly offended but still did not speak. "You just expect me to accept this when you haven't even said anything to me beforehand?"
"Ryou what is wrong with you?" His father got up from his chair and leered at his son. "For years now you have moped about complaining that you want a partner. And now we give you a fine young woman on a platter and you turn her down!"
"What, so you just expect me to marry her when I barely even know her?" He rested on his arms and his body was tense. Tea's father suddenly rose and faced the prince.
"Prince Ryou, what exactly is it about my daughter that make you think you can reject her? Is she not good enough for you?" Ryou tried to calm himself and bowed his head.
"Lord Barkis…" His voice was strained as he tried not to shout. "I mean no disrespect but I simply cannot marry your daughter." He raised his head to see a still furious Lord Barkis.
"And why is that?" He pressed. Ryou could no longer hold his temper and lost control of his voice.
"BECAUSE I DON'T LOVE HER!" He slammed his palms on the table again and received looks of shock from his mother and father.
"Ryou I still fail to see what the problem is…" His father pinched the bridge of his nose.
"Well father you seem to think you know me so well…" He clenched his fists. "You speak of me being down and wanting companionship but that was before. You just assume that I am still in that state of mind and you never thought once to ask me, did you? Has it not crossed your mind that maybe I have someone?" His voice grew louder as he spoke and he suddenly paused when he saw the looks of shock on everyone's faces.
"What?" His mother spoke in merely a whisper. "You've found someone? Well who is it, what is her name?" He bowed his head and shut his eyes. How could he have been so stupid? To shout something like that not only in the presence of his parents but of guests.
"It's no one." His body loosened and he placed his hand on his face. "I was speaking hypothetically." He murmured.
"Look…" His father turned to Lord Barkis. "Maybe you and your family should stay the week. After all you live far away and it would be a shame for you to leave so soon." Ryou listened helplessly as he came to terms with what was happening. "And…maybe Ryou could get to know Tea better." He glanced over at his son who was still breaking down slowly. The prince sighed and straightened up. He bowed curtly before exiting the room and heading to his own.
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Ryou's body was slumped as he leaned on the stone banister of his balcony. The sun was setting on the horizon and the amber light shone on his face but even that could not hide the sadness it held. How could his parents do this? He wouldn't have minded as much if they had asked beforehand but to just throw this load on him was out of order. Did they not realise how much pressure this was putting on him? He was now at the age of 17 and in only a few months would officially become an adult. Most people seemed to expect him to have married when he was 16 but he simply refused. How could he know whom he loved at such a young age? It was just absurd. He gave a sigh as warm arms wrapped around his waist and pulled him in.
"Bakura." He spoke gently. The vampire kissed his head before replying.
"Yes, my prince?" Ryou cringed slightly at the name. How he hated the word 'prince'. But with Bakura he didn't mind so much seeing as it was more of a pet name than a title.
"There is something I must tell you." Both watched the sun as it touched the horizon and began to merger with it. Ryou was about to continue but only gasped as Bakura spun him round so they faced each other. A playful smirk covered the vampire's mouth as he watched his love. He pressed the prince against the banister and brushed their lips: teasing him so lovingly. He held his mouth only centimetres from the other's and stared down into those hazel eyes, lust strong in his own eyes. Ryou's chest moved in and out as he panted heavily, he wasn't out of breath but couldn't control his nerves. His hands moved down until they found Bakura's and gripped on as though letting go would end the world. Both were fighting the urge to just kiss, not wanting to give into each other. He could take it any longer. The prince thrust forwards so their lips pressed and held onto Bakura's waist. The vampire ground them into his lover's and deepened the kiss. His hand held Ryou's head and his fingers got entangled in the mass of white hair. Ryou suddenly stopped kissing and struggled as he pulled away from his love. Bakura's features suddenly changed as he angered from the loss of Ryou's warmth. The prince's eyes flickered over the vampire's face before he looked away and pushed past him.
"Ryou. RYOU!" Bakura chased after him into the bedroom and grabbed him by the arm. Ryou just froze and continued to look away from the vampire. Angered by this, he pulled on the arm so Ryou was forced to turn and face him. He grabbed the other arm and looked down at Ryou sternly. "What is it?" He said gruffly as the prince stared into his eyes. He did not reply and his gaze became downcast. "What's wrong?" He cried as he shook the prince. Ryou just snapped and pushed away from Bakura.
"GET OFF ME!" He shouted. He breathed deeply as anger took over his body. The vampire saw this and slowly tried to calm himself down. After all, he didn't want to have a fight with his love.
"I'm sorry." He muttered as he bowed his head. "I- I didn't mean to do that." Ryou still remained angered as he glared at the other.
"Well maybe you should take more control of yourself!" Ryou spat.
"Ryou…"
"I mean…" Ryou's body fell loose as he struggle with his emotions. "…You just waltz in here and think you can do what you want to me but you can't." His eyes began to water and he was struggling to keep himself composed. "You don't even know how hard it is being the prince, you have no idea what I have to go through each day and you don't even act like you care!" He had lost it. Tears flowed from his eyes and his voice was breaking up.
"Ryou." Bakura stepped forwards and reached out to his lover.
"You don't care…" He drifted off as his sadness took hold and he fell. Bakura dove forwards and caught him in his arms. The prince gripped onto him as he sobbed uncontrollably. Bakura held him against his chest and stroked his hair gently.
"Shhh." He rocked him in an attempt to calm him. "Of course I care." He whispered softly into the prince's ear. Ryou just buried his face into his love's chest and held onto him. Bakura took him over to the bed and they sat for a while. Ryou eventually calmed himself and pulled away from the warm chest. He placed his hand over his mouth, his eyes closed, as he attempted to get his voice back.
"I'm sorry." He breathed as Bakura watched him.
"Don't be." He put in as he grabbed onto Ryou's wrist. He gently pulled the hand away from his mouth and lightly kissed the sift lips. He pulled away as the prince's eyes opened and looked up at him. He swallowed nervously and took a deep breath.
"My parents…" He began, not too sure how to word it. "They… they've…" He could feel himself on the brink of breaking down again and looked away as he forced it back. He just decided to say it, or he would be here forever. "They have found someone for me to marry." He daren't look at Bakura.
"What?" He breathed. Ryou just glanced around before looking back up at the vampire, tears visible in his eyes.
"They invited some people to the castle and…" Bakura had a look of worry on his face as he stared down at the prince. "They have a daughter." That was all the explanation Bakura needed. He rose to his feet and paced about the room frustrated.
"Are they here now?" He asked sharply as he turned to face Ryou. The prince just nodded in response. "That's it then." Bakura stormed towards the balcony.
"Where are you going?" Ryou called after him.
"I'm going to go kill that bitch!" He growled.
"NO!" Ryou climbed of the bed and ran over to Bakura. "You can't do that!" He wrapped his arms around the vampire's chest and he felt it move in and out rapidly.
"And why not?" He turned sharply and glared down at the prince who was holding him tight. "You're saying you want to marry her?"
"NO! Of course I don't!" Ryou cried. He looked up at the vampire. The light from the setting sun was now a dark red that just made Bakura look all the more ferocious. His fangs were readied as he snarled.
"Then why are you stopping me?"
"BECAUSE YOU CAN'T JUST KILL SOMEONE!" His voice echoed through the air and he suddenly realised that everyone in the castle must have heard him, not to mention his and Bakura's shouting fit. He quickly dragged Bakura back off the balcony and was roughly shoved from him. He ran over and pulled the long curtains that hung so that they covered the balcony door. The room was now dull with a dim light from the small windows that ran along the wall.
"Why are you stopping me Ryou? Tell me!" Bakura hissed in a loud whisper.
"Bakura do you a the slightest idea what would happen if a guest, especially when it's a Lord's family member, was killed while they were staying at our castle? Do you?" His voice was also hushed as he spoke.
"Yes! They get killed, they get given an overly paid for funeral and then everyone will move on with their lives." Ryou tensed and clenched his fist.
"NO YOU IDIOT!" He cried out, no longer able to control his voice. Bakura was taken aback, he had no idea the prince could lose his temper so easily. "They'd get killed and every single person thinks that the monarchy did it! They turn against them, everyone does, even their own servants. And guess what happens when there are hundreds of people who live in the castle turn against their masters… THEY KILL THEM!" His chest moved in and out as he breathed deeply. "And that includes me…"
His body relaxed and he stared at Bakura who was dumbstruck by the overload of information. He fell to the floor so he was on his hands and knees. The vampire rushed over and helped him back up. His body trembled as he tried to regain his composure, but it was useless. Bakura took him over to the bed and lay him down gently. The prince tensed as his body hit the silky sheets and he was still trying to get his breath back. His love proceeded to taking of his shoes and removing his thick jacket. He felt as cool air hit his skin as it easily seeped through his thin shirt. Bakura disappeared from sight for a moment but soon return with his own jacket removed. He sat down by Ryou and looked into his eyes. They were so weary and full of emotion. He smiled kindly and leaned in to kiss his forehead. He returned his gaze to Ryou only now their faces were barley apart. He kissed his love tenderly and was surprised when the prince deepened it. A hand reached round and held weakly into the back of his neck. Bakura slid on top of the prince and rested his body on the other. He gently placed his hand on Ryou's cheek and continued to kiss him lovingly.
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Author's Notes: Well that was longer than expected. Hope you like the chapter. If the style or mood of writing seemed to change that's because when I wrote the first 6 pages I wasn't really feeling the story if you get what I mean. Anyway, please review
