-1Lee: Alright, this chapter is the well-waited-for lemon (as the name may suggest)! For my reviewers who didn't request it/don't like it it's ok because nothing else happens in the chapter apart from Ryou and Bakura OBVIOUSLY get closer. But anyway you can just bypass it. I'm not too good at lemon- it's really not modesty- so please cut me some slack. I am trying to outdo my last attempt on lemon which is my Love or Desire oneshot, if you haven't read it you could read it and compare! Oh, just in case you didn't know, it's essentially Ryou x Bakura, with bits of everyone blended in. Like a drink! Hehe. No Akefia I'm afraid.
Disclaimer: I don't own these characters & I'm definitely not making any money from this lemon!
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The Era of Adversity
Chapter 9: Lemon
Ryou's ears pricked up at the sound of murmuring from Marik and Malik. The three of them were huddled together on the big red bed with Marik in the middle, supposedly watching 'Eyes Wide Shut.' However Ryou, as soon as he found out what the film was mainly about, had closed his eyes and rested his nose in the crook of Marik's neck. Instinctively, Marik had wrapped his arm around Ryou's waist. All had been quiet until whispers and giggles and muttering escaped from the two Fiends.
"This film is making me horny," Marik whispered, to which Malik exploded into a seizure of giggles.
"You're always horny!" Malik was sat up now, with his arm propped up to hold his face close to Marik's. His hand, Ryou spotted, was meticulously laid at the top of Marik's inner thigh.
"I can't help it, especially with you and Kura around… and then what did you go and do? You found Ryou!" Ryou squeaked as Marik pulled him and ended up trapped beneath the big Fiend, crotches together.
"He is really sexy, isn't he?" agreed Malik, nuzzling his face against Ryou's and tickling his side, instantaneously causing Ryou to wriggle. Marik moaned at the connection and crashed his lips against Ryou's. Their tongues entered, probed and lifted. Meanwhile Malik hummed and ran his fingers through the young boy's fluffy white bangs, before dashing out of the bedroom.
"Where has he gone?" breathed Ryou, pushing his palms against Marik's chest to prevent another kiss.
"Well…" Marik slithered down the pale chest, coming to a stop at the bottom seams of the thin shirt then whisking it off to expose soft flesh. Marik kissed it, "He has gone-" again, "-to-" again, "-get-" again, "-Bakura." and again. Ryou's body stiffened at the name, and Marik felt it. He brought his face up to level Ryou's, "Are you scared of him?"
Ryou said nothing.
"HA! You are the first human we've had to actually fancy one of us. All the rest were boring."
"I-I don't fancy him!"
"There's no point denying it, your eyes have already spoken for you."
Ryou sniffed, not knowing how else to disagree without speaking. Perhaps he did feel that way? He wasn't sure himself, so had no idea how Marik had guessed at what he had been contemplating for so long.
The bedroom door slammed open, hitting the wall with the force of two horny Fiends… and that's exactly what came flying through. Bakura landed upon Malik whose shirt had already been whipped off somewhere back in the Lounge. Malik seemed not to have stopped giggling, until Bakura fixed his lips with his own.
"I knew Bakura was as bad as me." confirmed Marik, watching Bakura's face as he eased off the floor. Malik darted to the bed and sat behind Marik, arms hung a little possessively around his neck.
"You had loads of Marik last time, Bakura," Malik whinged, "I want him tonight."
"Looks like I'll be having the human to myself then," Bakura sneered, straddling Ryou as Marik and Malik landed with a thud on the floor at the foot of the bed, out of sight but not of sound (Lee: Ha!).
Ryou blushed as he felt he was nearly hard just from the link of his and Bakura's pelvises, but his thoughts went cloudy as he was kissed surprisingly gently. Slowly, painstakingly, Bakura slid the tip of his tongue over the pale bottom lip, then the top one, before skimming his tongue in and around Ryou's mouth. Bakura sensed the human's hesitancy and felt the small chest beneath him heave already, he presumed the boy didn't have much experience- if any. He smirked as he ended the kiss and sank into the small boy's body, generating a groan and a pull of the bedcovers. "I'd like to make you suffer," Bakura whispered in Ryou's ear, "And I see that this will be easy considering you're very new to this system." Bakura's fingertips undid Ryou's pant's buttons in a flash, then he slipped down the small frame and pulled at the remaining clothes of his and Ryou's.
Ryou didn't know how he could suffer, what with Bakura's touch feeling like silk against his skin. Every stroke and tap sent thunderbolts down his spine and left his brain feeling a little dizzy and overwhelming.
Bakura kissed Ryou's forehead, then nibbled his ear while tapping two fingers down the skin on the thin inner thigh.
Ryou wheezed as Bakura's two fingers traced small steps around his body, followed by a flick of his tongue. Ryou was on edge and ready when he felt Bakura slowly push up inside of him. Slowly, but painfully. He whimpered at the terrible pain, so this was what Bakura meant by suffer. Ryou had his eyes squeezed shut, but guessed Bakura was probably sniggering at him, having a laugh at the human's expense.
Bakura, however, was finding it impossible to keep his breathing under control. Ryou's muscles were gripping him so tight and the feeling sent shivers all over him, as well as the thought of what he was doing.
A Purest Form human. Planted on the earth as clean and innocent as one could be, granted with voluptuousness and an inviolable façade. Sought after, but tough to last with. Bakura knew he wouldn't last very long after they had begun, but once he felt he was as far in as possible, he relished the sensation. Easing gradually out made Bakura initiate elusive pants. Then in, then out. Faster with every access, closer at every exit. Ryou was groaning and gasping, having got over the pain and seized the pleasure. Now and then he'd writhe and squirm beneath Bakura, from which Bakura tilted forward and restrained Ryou's hands above his head. He had forgotten how wriggly they could be, but he didn't need extra work on his hands.
"K-Kura…" Ryou breathed, his insides burning and his sensations flying.
Bakura closed his eyes as he started sweating, his hair limply hanging about his face as he entered a blithe, calm state. He revelled in it for as long as he could, breathing heavily. He moaned as he released what he had building up to and Ryou's hold on him tightened as he tensed. Bakura's body relaxed as he heard Ryou's last groan and he gave the boy's stomach one last, appreciative kiss before rolling sideways off him. He rested his chin on Ryou's forehead and delayed his eyes from closing until the droopy eyelids of Ryou's had closed first.
"ARGH MARIK NOT THERE YOU STUPID GIGOLO!" Malik screeched, a pair of black underpants flying across the room.
Bakura sniggered and let his fingers link with Ryou's.
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Lee: Rightyho that was it. Sorry for the rubbishness, the shortness, the rubbishness, the briefness and the rubbishness. I'm sorry. I'll get back to the story and the next chapter will be up soon x
