IMPORTANT: there will be a LOT of season 0 references from this point on, so if you haven't seen it I suggest you watch the last 10 minutes of episode 1 or season 0, just so you have a good idea. The whole episode if you can be asked xD

Yami fumbled with his key in the lock, before success was found and his front door open. Giggling oddly, the two strange teenagers, scrambled into the house. Yami grabbed Bakura by the shoulders and slammed him against the door, shutting it with a loud bang in the process. He bought his lips to the pale hair's like they were incredibly strong magnets, as his hand made their way around Bakura's body. He ripped them apart and licked his lips, taking a good look at Yami Bakura. He was breathless, his eyes large and glittering, and his body looked weak, something Yami had never scene.

"Personality change" the Pharaoh smirked as he breathed.

"You would know" Bakura smirked, before quickly swinging them round so Yami was pressed hard against the door. "That's more like it" Bakura growled seductively, before biting down on Yami's neck.

Yami gasped at the pain and swore under his breath in a voice that confused Bakura. He pulled away and eyed Yami "Speak again" he ordered.

"Are you Dracula" Yami breathed in a child's voice.

"What's up with your voice?" Bakura scowled.

Yami sneered and chuckled in his throat "Yami No Game. Penalty!" he sniggered, shoving Bakura hard so he fell to the floor. Bakura couldn't help but pause for a moment in a alarm, before he could full register Yami's long fingers crazily undoing his jeans. As he watched the peculiar boy, a sudden thought came to his head.

"What if Yugi comes home?" he asked. He didn't care if he got in trouble with Yugi, but he didn't want Ryou knowing. He didn't fully understand why he felt like that, nor why he was currently incredibly attracted to the man-boy that he had wanted to murder for so long…

Yami looked up slowly with a psychotic look on his face "He won't… He's with Ryou… Shame" he sniggered"

The button snapped open, and Yami began to drag them and Bakura's red boxers down, revealing his pleasing member. Bakura shivered as he felt the cold air bit his pale legs. He watched his skinny jeans and boxers were thrown to a corner. Before Yami could get to work, Bakura sat up and fully undid Yami's leather top and pushed it and his blue jacket off his shoulders and body, revealing his shocking muscles. Yami shook slightly, not used to the icy air, as he watched Bakura struggle with his electric blue jeans. As the zip was drawn and button unleashed, Bakura made then switch places again.

"Don't think just because you once sat on a thrown means you're in charge, here, Pharaoh" Bakura smirked.

Yami frowned and pouted and cocked his head to one side. He was about to ask Bakura "what are you on about" "how do you know that?" and things to the same sound as his mind went became blank to all he had learnt over the years in present time, but before he asked, his mouth was covered by Bakura. Still kissing Yami, Kura used one hand to help Yami pull down his jeans and boxers. Yami wriggled beneath him, both from sexual desire and to remove his clothes. Once naked, Bakura's hand roamed his body, while his lips trailed away from Yami's lips and to his neck, where he began to such and chew with desire. Yami squirmed beneath him, turning Bakura on even more.

Bakura sat up, winked at Yami and stood up.

"Rise Pharaoh" he laughed, as a breathless Yami stumbled up.
Bakura slowly walked towards him, and began to push him back against the nearest wall.

"Turn around" he smirked.
Yami did as he was told, pressing his forehead against the wall.

"Just do it. Pain is good" the pharaoh sniggered.

"Too true" Bakura tittered, as he took hold of Yami's hips, and rested his chin on his shoulder.

"You don't seem like you" Bakura whispered.

"No small talk, I beg of you!"

"Shh…" Bakura shushed, moving one hand to Yami's face and stroking his cheek "There is something very wrong with you… I like it"

"I swear, Thief, if you don't fuck me this minute, I'll-"

Yami screamed in pain as Bakura stuffed two of his long bony fingers up his arse.

"Pain… is good" Yami choked out. He pressed his body against the wall as the pain began to weaken.

He whispered Bakura's name under his breath, as he felt the uncomfortable feeling of the lilac hair's scissoring fingers. He felt the fingers slide out of him, causing his breath to hitch in his throat. Before his breath returned, someone big, long, and covered in warm saliva banged into him. Yami gasped in pain, leaning his head back onto Bakura's shoulder, one hand drifting back and grabbing a fist full of light purple hair and tugging it playfully. Bakura began to move his hips so his member slide in and out of the tri-coloured pharaoh's begging body. He grunted as he worked, a firm hold on Yami's slim hips. One pale hand placed its self on top of his own, while the other remained tugging his hair.

As their bodies began to fizz, Yami tugged harder and Bakura forced himself harder and deeper into Yami until their bodies erupted like a volcano. As they groaned in unison, clutching each other like crazy as ecstasy ran through their muscles. The two collapsed to the floor tiredly, Yami landing onto of Bakura.

Here's the deal-

10 more comments, so there's 53, and the next chapter, with have an extreme, fully detailed, at least 100 sex scene!(Plus 2000 words in the chapter that are not the actual sex scene)
Either between Bakura and Ryou or Bakura and Yami… Or Yugi and Ryou, you never know!

You want it? The comment!