I hope you lovelies are enjoying the new year. I woke up in a bitchy mood but I do that...*waves hand dismissively*Bakura had a mind of his own today. He told me to write a certain way and I did. The first two times I tried, he was like: "Hell no I'm not doing that pussy shit." (even though it totally wasn't because I don't write lemons like that) so I had to comply to his request. We have a bit of a long chappie, not as long as last time though, but long...8,000 plus words. Bakura's POV alone is 16 1/2 pages. (which totally could have been a chapter in most people's eyes but not in mine) I don't do too much in this chapter except Bakura and Yami there are a few other POVs but not too much. My main focus was Bakura and Yami and their relationship. Bakura's POV was very annoying and I wrote it about three times, so I hope it suffices because I like how it turned out. Enjoy!
Endlessly:
I could love you endlessly, I could fall in love with you and we could keep a miracle alive. Every time I look in your eyes, I get lost inside of your soul. What are you doing to me? Don't you know that I hate you? Don't you want my blood on your hands? Don't you want me to scream? Don't you realize that it's too late to bring me back life? I'm already further than death. I'm drowning in my desire for you and my need to kill you. I want my hands covered in your blood, I want your skin underneath my fingertips I want you to reach out and touch me, I want you to burn me alive with your beautiful eyes. I want to hear your voice when I go to bed at night, I want to lie next to you and watch the world go by. I want to end you for good, I want to make you suffer, I want to see the look in your eyes when you look up at me when I hold the knife above your heart. I want you to know that any claims of hope you had of us is nothing but fantasy we'll never have. I want you to be the one that kills me, I want my blood on your hands.. I want you to end me I want to feel your passion. I want to feel your soul wrapping around mine. I want to know if you feel this too. I want to know if I can kill you now. I want to feel you underneath me I want to feel something besides this loneliness I feel inside. I want to bring the demon out of you.
I want to know if it hurts when I cut you up inside. I want to know if you really hate me or if I really hate you. I want to make me scream, I want to feel the power within me grow. I want you to knock me out, I want you to defeat me. I want something so much more from you than I could ever get. I want you to bleed, I want you to scream. I need you to know you're driving me crazy. I need you to know my soul burns passionately for you every time you give me that look I think I'm going to lose my mind. I want you dead, I want your soul to scream, to earn itself to me. I need you to know this isn't a game anymore. And what would you think if I told you that loved you this whole time? What would you say if I told you I never wanted to hate you, that I never loved you at all? What if I was playing with your mind?
What if I was lying right now? What if I told it was too personal to tell you how I felt about you? What if I told you that everything you've done to me was nothing more than just a wicked fantasies you dreamt of? What if I can't take it back? What if I don't want to? What if everything I said wasn't a lie? What if I tried to bring you back? What if I really did love you? Would you love me back, even though you think of me as a fool? Am I fool to fall in love with you? What if I told you that loving you is so impossible, it's not reality. I couldn't take it anymore. You burn me alive, I'd give myself to you if I could.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did, then Yugioh would have ended with Bakura and Yami admitting their undying love for one another and Seto would have pulled Joey into a kiss to shut him up because Puppy and Darkshipping rock!
Warnings: My usual, y'all know what that means, but for those of you who happen to be new to my awesomeness, it means there's lemony goodness!
Summary:
Moments away from destroying Zorc, Yami hesitates, asking Horakhty if she can set Bakura free. She agrees, telling Yami that in order for him to pass into the afterlife, he must break his enemy of the darkness, and he only as a year to do so.
Chapter Twenty-one: Explosions
[Bakura's POV]:
Our kiss is fierce and full of passion as we fight for the dominance and control we both crave so much. He's straddling me, my arms wrapped around his waist keeping him in place. I buck my hips, our clothed erections rubbing against each other causing both of us to moan into the kiss.
We break for air, panting. He immediately goes to my neck sinking his teeth into my flesh. I hiss, raking my fingers down his back. He responses by pressing his body up against mine, causing my hips to jolt creating a pleasurable friction for both of us.
Yami returns to my mouth, his tongue enters it exploring the insides. He nibbles on my bottom lip, sucking on my tongue. I grab a fist full of his hair, taking control of this situation. I explore his mouth, tasting every crevice until I'm drowning in his wonderful taste.
Oxygen begs us to be her bitch and we both have to comply. The Pharaoh sits up, staring down at me. His eyes are full of lust and passion, but I know there's more to this than meets the eye. He wants me to show him how I feel. He told me to let all of my anger and frustrations out. I've tried to do that on so many occasions. It didn't work.
For some reason, when he kissed me, I felt better. It's strange. It's as if I need to have sex with him in order to release all of this pent up drama of my pathetic existence. I want to feel whole again. I want what he has. I want to feel alive.
My arms encircle his neck and I bring him into a kiss plunging my tongue into his mouth. He's shock for a moment, but then he joins in our fierce battle for dominance. I break the kiss, pulling his shirt over his head throwing it across the room. He motions for me to sit up, and he does the same with mine.
I pull him down for a kiss, this time I'm the one that starts off being the dominate one. The Pharaoh isn't going to have any of that. Good, I hate weak fools.
'You're weak if you like kissing him.' Zorc says.
He's right. I am. Why do I want to kiss my enemy? We've been at each other's throats since we've met and yet, he makes me feel something I've never felt before. We break the kiss, Yami strokes the side of my face lovingly. I hate how gentle he is, yet full of passion at the same time so not to look like a love-crazed fool. He told me that he loved me. Does he?
'Of course he does.' Zorc sneers. 'It's what you've been waiting for, no? So stop thinking with your cock and get to killing him fool!'
Yami sits up, staring at me. What does he think when he sees me now? Since he's fallen in love with me? How could he be so stupid to admit such a thing to me knowing that I hate him? Does he think I won't take this opportunity to destroy him? This has been my plan the whole time, to destroy him with his own feelings.
Staring into his eyes, I see things in him I've never seen before when we were fighting back in Egypt. He's showing me everything and he knows the risks. He knows I hate him and I'm out to destroy him. He told me that he wants me to vent on him and show him how I feel about him. How do I feel about him now?
Ever since this shit started with him saving me, I hated it. I hated that it was the Pharaoh that saved me from eternal damnation. He told me that he wants to save me, but why? He said he loves me, but how can that be? You don't just fall in love with your enemy for the hell of it. What changed to make him fall in love with me?
I look back at our time together. These past few months have been the happiest of my life. Being around Yami and his friends, spending time with Mai, being around Marik again. I feel as though I belong here.
'You better stop thinking like a fool and get your act together.' Zorc hisses. 'You know who this is! The son of the man who destroyed your home and slaughtered your family. I thought you wanted to destroy him. Now you're happy being around him? What did I tell you about being happy fool?! You know it's illegal for you to be! Have I not taught you this?!'
Yami leans in to kiss me. I wrap my arms around him. I don't want him to leave. I want to feel that burning passion ignite in my soul that only my enemy can. I want to know how he feels.
Yami breaks the passionate kiss, ending it with a soft, tender one. He lifts a hand, stroking the side of my face with his finger tracing my nose and lips. He rests his forehead on mine, closing his eyes, he inhales my scent like I'm oxygen he'd die without.
"I love you." he breathes.
'Now's your chance to destroy him! He's left himself vulnerable! Crush his heart! Take away everything from him!' Zorc shouts.
"Stop it." I hiss pushing him away. He backs off of me, allowing me to sit up.
"Stop what?" he asks.
"This!" I exclaim. "Act the way you're supposed to! We're supposed to be killing each other!"
"I'm not going to kill you." The Pharaoh says. "Why would I kill you when I love you?"
"Ugh!" I exclaim getting off the bed. "You're so insufferable! We both know why you're acting this way! Stop feeling guilty, Atem. It's annoying!"
He gets off the bed, walking over to me. "Stop holding back." he says.
What does he mean by that? I'm not holding back anything, am I? He wants me to show him how I feel. He wants me to let all of my anger, frustration, and rage out on him. But isn't that what I've been doing? Where did it get me? Locked in the Millennium Ring for five thousand years and on the brink of destruction that's what.
All of my life, I believed that Atem's father sent his men to destroy my home and kill those who were most dear to me. I fought with everything in my entire being to save them, and I got nowhere in the end. Now, I feel happy around him. It's sickening. What's wrong with me? Why do I feel horrible when he tells me to show him how I feel? He knows he's going to die in my hands and yet...
'Touzoku, he's giving you permission to destroy him, why are you standing there like some fool?!' Zorc shouts.
He doesn't seem to care at all. Why? He knows he could die at any moment. He doesn't seem afraid at all. He seems...happy. He walks closer to me. I stand, frozen in place like some fool. This could be my only chance. The door is locked. All I need to do is pull out my switchblade from my pant's pocket and slit his throat. How simple it would be to kill him with such a simple tool when I couldn't even destroy him with Diabound.
Yami steps closer to me. I back against the wall. He's about a foot apart from me. He wants me to show him how I feel doesn't he? Well, let's see if he says he loves me after I have him on the verge of death!
I lunge at him, switching our positions so he's up against the wall. I take my knife from my pocket, flipping the blade up pressing it against his neck. Yami doesn't even flinch.
"So you want me to show you how I feel about you?" I hiss driving the knife deeper into his flesh, a small amount of blood travels down his neck. "You should have known not to fuck with me! Don't tell me you love me when you know you do not!"
Yami grabs my wrist. "Stop being so scared of your feelings." he says.
"If I were scared, I wouldn't be trying to kill you!" I hiss.
"You're not trying to kill me, Zorc is." he says. "I want you to show me how you feel about me!"
I jerk out of touch. I try to punch him, but he captures my fist bringing it up to his lips kissing my knuckles. He opens my hand, lacing our fingers together bringing out joined hands to his face. I blink, staring at him. What is he doing? It's as if he's not taking this seriously. My fingers tighten around the hilt of my knife I have in my other hand.
'Stab his pathetic ass and take your power back.' Zorc demands in an angry hiss.
Yami releases our hands.
"Show me." he whispers stroking the side of my face.
Anger boils within me at these words. He thinks I'm joking around that I want to kill him does he? Well, I think it's time to show this fool just how I feel about him. I back away from him.
"I want a fight." I say. "I'm not going to kill you if you're going to be a fucking pussy and back down."
"Who ever said I was backing down?" Yami asks. "I told you I want you to let all your frustrations out on me. So what are you waiting for?"
"Nothing!" I shout charging at him, knocking him to the floor. The knife in my hand rakes across his arm. Blood from his wound gushes out. He grabs a fistful of my hair with his other hand, jerking me to the floor. He straddles me, pinning my wrist above my head. He stares at me, a wide grin breaks on his face.
"I love you so damn much." he says before attacking my mouth with his.
Passion ignites in me and I let him light the fire in my soul. I kiss him back. He lets go of my wrist, sitting up. Sweat covers our bodies, both of us pant heavily. I sit up, pushing him onto the floor. I grab the knife behind me.
"So you want me to show you how I feel? I think you made a mistake by requesting that, Pharaoh." I say.
"That's your opinion." he says.
How can he be so calm about this? It's as if this is some joke and I'm part of his game for fools. He won't be messing with me! I'll show him how I feel about him! He'll be begging for death by the time I'm done with him!
I trace the blade of my knife with my finger slowly. "Do you know how much I want to spill your blood? How long I've waited to do so?" I ask.
"Then do it."
"You'll regret those words." I hiss.
I bring the knife up to his chest letting the cold blade cut open that beautiful tan flesh. Gorgeous crimson liquid seeps through the wounds I'm hisses as he feels his skin split. The knife travels down his chest and abdomen leaving a long swallow cut in its wake.
I remove the knife, licking the blood up. He moans.
"You're supposed to be begging for death." I spit. "Not letting me hurt you. This is pathetic."
"I'm not letting you do anything." the Pharaoh says. "You don't need that knife in order to show me how you feel about me."
"I'd rather spill your blood than strangle you." I say.
"You're not here to kill me." he says.
I laugh. "Why wouldn't I want to kill you, fool?!" I shout.
"You just don't." he says. "You would have already if you wanted to, but the fact that you haven't stabbed me in the heart or slit my throat should tell you something right there."
"If you think I'm going to sit here and play this foolish game with you, you're more ignorant than I thought!" I shout.
I lift my hand high in the air. The knife is above his heart. All I have to do is bring my hand down and the knife will pierce his heart which would make it stop beating, which means he would die. He stares up at me, his eyes are fearless and full of trust. He thinks this is still a joke and I won't take it!
I will my hand to move, but it won't. I growl to myself. What the hell is wrong with me?!
'You're weak like I always knew you were!' Zorc spits. 'Kill him, right now so we can rule the world together!'
"What's your favourite duel monster?" The Pharaoh asks. We're sitting at the kitchen table. Everyone is over playing games. We're playing Poker.
"What a strange question to ask in the middle of a Poker game." Yugi giggles.
"The Pharaoh is very strange." I say, rolling my eyes.
Yugi laughs. 'He sure is!"
"Alright you two," he snorts rolling his eyes. "But seriously, what is it?"
"Dark Necrofear." I reply as we lay our cards out on the table. "Looks like I win again."
"Dammit Bakura!" Joey shouts. "I'm broke as fuck!"
"You shouldn't bet more than you can." Anzu chatises.
"You don't have to pay me anything." I say. "Get Kaiba to. We know you're fucking."
"We are not!" he shouts.
"You will be before you know it." I say, winking at him.
He blushes.
'What are you waiting on fool?!' Zorc shouts.
"Happiness if for fools." I hiss.
"Then I guess I'm a fool." she smiles. "But I'd rather be a fool than be misery's bitch."
"Was I that sexy?" I smirk.
The Pharaoh chuckles. "You were quite a sight to behold."
"Would you like to behold me tonight, your majesty?" I ask, standing up and giving him a mock bow.
He laughs, standing up. He walks to me. I back into a wooden post.
"I thought we were going to duel." I say when he's about a foot away from me.
He doesn't answer. He just stares at me.
"Atem?" I gulp.
Gods, why is he looking at me like that?!
He reaches his hand up, stroking the side of my face. I flinch. I'm not use to being touched so gently.
"Don't be afraid, I'm not going to hurt you." he says softly.
"What are you doing?" I demand.
"When you first woke up after I had gotten my memories back, you asked me why I wanted to save you. I couldn't give you an answer at the time because I didn't know what it was, but deep down inside, I always knew why. I just didn't want to admit it. We've known each other for over 5,000 years and I'm just now getting to know the real you. I know that you hate me, and I know I'm probably just wasting my time trying to save you because you don't want to be saved, but I want you to know that I love you." he says looking deeply into my eyes. "I love you with all of my heart and soul. I have always loved you. I know you don't love me, and that's okay. I just wanted you to know because you deserve to know. I want you to be happy. You don't have to do this, Bakura. I know you don't love me, so-"
"Everyone has a place in life. Your place is the throne of the world." Zorc says.
"How do I rule the world?" I ask biting into my apple.
"Get me the Millennium Items and I'll give you power you've never dreamt of before."
Power. It's what I wanted, it's what I've craved all my life. The power to destroy the Pharaoh so I could get revenge on the people that meant everything to me.
"Why did you save me?"
"Because I love you."
He loves me. No, he can't. There's no way. He knows the risk. He knows I hate him, and yet I can't seem to kill him. What's stopping me? What's holding me back?
"Weakness will only lead you to failure."
He's right. And this is weakness. I'm failing at my task. He wants me to show him how I feel. I hate him. I hate him so much. It's all his fault!
"When I first decided to save you, yes, I did it out of guilt. I felt horrible about what happened to you. I shouldn't have! I shouldn't have felt bad! I didn't do anything to you technically it was my uncle, but you made me feel like it was my fault because you couldn't get your revenge on the real culprit or who you thought was! Do you know how horrible I feel that that happened to you? And I'm sure that's not even the half of what you've been through considering you were raised by Zorc!"
'Stop thinking about what that fool has said to you! It's all lies! He doesn't feel guilty! He's the son of the man that ruined your life. Don't let this opportunity pass you by! Take it and destroy him! Do it now, Touzoku!' Zorc shouts.
Does he feel guilty? Does he care that I suffered? I know it's not his fault. He was a baby when it happened.
'We've already been through this time and time again, fool! His father ordered the attack on your village. He died because he feared your wrath! He killed himself out of fear and left his son to take the blame! That's why the fool locked himself away because he feared your great might!'
He's right. His father did order the attack. He used his brother to carry it out, but ultimately it's Aknamknon's fault and he needs to pay. And since he can't pay, I'll have his son pay. So what am I waiting for? He's right here! It's so simple! It'll take a few seconds and he'll be dead!
"Words cannot begin to explain how I feel about you. How angry you make me. How happy you make me. I don't want to know why I fell for you, I'm just glad that I did. I know you hate me, so take all of your anger out on me. Show me how you feel about me! Let all of your anger, rage, hurt, and frustration out on me! Let go of all of that hurt you have bottled up. And then, I'll show you how much you mean to me!"
I stand up, dropping the knife. I walk over to the other side of the room, punching the wall. Ugh! I hate myself! Why can't I kill him? What the fuck is wrong with me?!
"Bakura?" Yami asks.
I don't bother to turn around. Anger ignites within me. I want to kill him! I want him out of my life! It's so simple! He fell in love with me. It was my plan all along: to have him fall for me so I can destroy him. I've waited all of my life to do so. So why then, when he was lying down at my mercy, did I not do it? Is it because I'm weak? Is it because of what he said or did for me? Is it because he wasn't the one that did anything to me? Or is it something else.
I punch the wall again, falling to my knees. Angry tears rush down my face.
'Get your pathetic ass up and kill him!' Zorc demands.
'I can't.' I whisper.
'Why the hell not?! You've waited all your life to kill this fool, what's wrong with you?!' Zorc hisses.
'I don't know!' I exclaim.
'Well you better snap out of it before I destroy your pathetic ass! We have shit to do, so kill this fool so we can accomplish our goal. You'll never be happy unless he's out of your life.' Zorc shouts.
I feel Yami's arms wrapping around me, pulling me up so I'm standing. He turns me around so I'm facing him. He wipes my tears away, stroking the sides of my face.
"Stop listening to Zorc." he whispers. "Be the man I fell in love with back in Egypt."
My eyes widen at this. He's been in love with me since Egypt? How can that be? We nearly destroyed each other!
"What are you talking about?" I hiss. "You know damn well you were not in love with me back then!"
He smiles softly. "I have been in love with you since the day I met you. You have always been on my mind. I didn't realize it at the time because we were fighting. I have never hated you. I hated what you did to my people and my friends. I hated what you made me do to you. I hated what my uncle did to you. I hated that I wasn't there to help you. I hated that Zorc corrupted your mind and fed you lies about the promise of power. I hate that you hated me. But I have never hated you, Bakura." he says.
"Stop trying to save me, it's not worth it." I hiss. "You're going to die playing with fire."
"I won't give up on you." he says.
Anger boils within me. I pull him towards me, slamming him against the wall kissing him. He kisses me just as fiercely. His nails rake down my back as I attack his neck, marking him to show everyone that he belongs to me and me alone. I grind my hips into his. He moans, grabbing my hair, pulling it. I hiss, moving back to kiss him.
Yami pushes himself off the wall, we make our way to the bed. The whole time, we never break our passionate kiss. I push him onto the bed. He stares up at me, those gorgeous eyes full of the passion and fight I crave so much. I remove our pants, crawling on top of him, kissing him. Yami wraps his arms around me his fingers entangle within my hair, keeping my face close to his. He wraps his legs around me, bucking his hips. Our cocks rub against one another causing us both to moan.
I break the kiss, starring down at him. He's panting, chest rising and falling as he takes gasps of air. His gorgeous body is covered in a thin sheet of sheet. His eyes are glazed over with passion that has me so excited my cock twitches with anticipation.
"So you want me to let all of my anger, frustration, and rage out on you, huh?" I whisper in Yami's ear. I lick thin red cut slowly. I reach his cock, lapping the precum bubbling at the tip. "You want to feel my passion and what has gone through my mind since I've met you? You want me to show you what I've been dreaming about since we met?" I ask kissing down the sides of his cock, licking my way up to the top. Yami moans. I make my way back up his body. "I'll be glad to show you. I'm going to flip you over, tie you up, cut you wide open and shove my cock so far up your ass I'll be able to feel it for weeks!" I exclaim taking him into a kiss.
We break the kiss, panting. I get up getting my knife from the floor. It's time to break him. I return to the bed. Yami hasn't moved at all. His eyes never leave mine as I crawl onto the bed returning to my favourite canvas: the Pharaoh's body. The tip of the blade pierces his flesh. He hisses. I let my mind wander on its own creating beautiful patterns on his body. I lick the blood up.
I sit up, licking the blood off of my knife. I flip the blade back, throwing it somewhere on the bed. I crawl over him, pulling the drawer open. I spot some thin rope. Excellent, just what I needed. I grab it, placing it beside of Yami. I kiss him fiercely. He wraps his arms around my neck. I break the kiss, moving to his neck I sink my teeth into his flesh. He moans. I pull away from him, turning him over. I pull his arms behind his back. He moans painfully when I grab his injured arm roughly. Blood is caked on it. I tie his wrist behind his back. Pushing his upper body down on the bed.
I lick my lips staring down at him all tied up and ready for me. How many nights have I dreamt of this? The Pharaoh at my mercy? How many nights have I dreamt of fucking him? Ever since the day we met and we fought in his throne room, I wanted him. No one satisfied me. No matter who I fucked, it wasn't enough.
I want him. I have always wanted him. I have dreamt of this moment since we've met. I can't wait another second. And I don't have to. I line myself up at his entrance. My hands roam the sides of body. I grip his hips steadying myself. Without any sort of warning, I thrust into his body hard.
"Fuck!" I exclaim.
Pleasure I never knew existed erupts inside of my body. My cock twitches inside of him, begging me to move. Yami's muscles are squeezing me so tightly, I'm physically unable to move. My nails pierce the flesh of his hips. I rest my upper body on his back, trying to calm myself down. This pleasure is beyond anything I've ever felt before. It's too intense to be real. It's overwhelming me.
"Bakura, are you okay?" Yami asks.
I've cut him, sliced his arm, forced him onto his stomach with his face buried in the pillows, tied his hands behind his back and shoved my cock in his ass without warning and he wants to know if I'm okay? What the hell is wrong with him?
"Stop worrying about me and concentrate on yourself, Pharaoh." I hiss sitting up. "You have more important things to worry about. Why you're so worried about me I will never know. You must have lost too much blood to be able to think straight."
I don't give him time to reply. I grip his hips, sliding out of his slowly until only the tip of my cock is embedded within him then I slam into him. Yami moans loudly as the tip of my cock rams his prostate. I groan, thrusting in and out of him hard and fast. His muscles clench around me tightly increasing the pleasure coursing through my body by tenfold.
I can vaguely hear his moans and cries of pained pleasure as I continue to thrust in and out of him. I'm overwhelmed. All that I can think of is how amazing this feels and never wanting it to end. I rest my upper body on his back, wrapping my arms around his waist. I stroke his cock as I fuck him. He moans bucking his hips back, causing me to go deeper within him.
I pull out of him, untying his hands, flipping him over on his back. I'm craving that look of passion in those gorgeous crimson eyes. I thrust into him with one fluid motion. Yami's back arches off the bed. He wraps his arms around my neck bringing me down for a kiss. His legs wrap around my hips keeping me in place. I sit up, putting his legs over my shoulders thrusting into him hard and fast. Yami moans, gripping the sheets so tightly his knuckles are white. His muscles clench tightly around my erection. I groan.
As we near our climaxes, I lift him into my arms so he's sitting on my thighs. Yami wraps his arms around my neck, rocking his hips back and forth as I thrust upward into him. We both fall over the edge at the exact same time. Yami throws his head back, calling out my name as the pleasure engulfs him. I hold him in my arms, feeling him tighten around me causing me to release my essence deep within his body. I calling out his name. I latch my teeth onto his neck as wave after wave of pleasure courses throughout my entire body.
Yami falls onto his back, taking me with him. We pant, gasping for air. He holds me in his arms running his fingers through my hair.
All of a sudden, I break into a sob.
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[Yami's POV]:
I felt all of Bakura's pain and frustration. He let his rage out on me, just as I asked him too. I allowed him to cut my body, knowing he needed to feel that power over me. He took me just as I had always dreamt he would: hard and without preparation. I'll admit it hurt very badly, but after a while I was being engulfed in pleasure just as Bakura was.
I loved how passionate he was. Even when he was fucking me while I was tied up, I could feel so much from him I never knew existed. It was overwhelming me. I never wanted it to end. We reached our blissful orgasms at the exact same moment, holding each other in our arms. I feel closer than ever to him now.
"I love you, Bakura." I whisper.
I feel something wet hit my collarbone. I pull Bakura away from me. My eyes widen when I see his face his tearstained. I cup his face, wiping the tears away from his face.
"Bakura?" I whisper.
He doesn't answer. The tears stream down his face. I don't think he can even see me. It's like he's looking through me more than anything. I pull him down on the bed so both of us are lying on our sides, facing each other. I pull my former enemy into my arms. He tries to pull away from me, but I won't let him.
"Bakura, it's okay. I'm here." I whisper.
He continues to sob into my chest. He's overwhelmed. All this pent up emotion he had buried deep within in surfaced and now he's having to deal with the consequences of that.
"I'm here. No one will ever harm you again. I'll make sure of it." I say.
"Stop it." he spits.
"Stop what?" I ask.
He pulls away from me a bit so we can see each other's faces.
"You know damn well what I'm talking about, Atem." he spits.
"You think I don't love you, don't you?" I sigh.
"I know you don't."
I smile sadly, sitting up. Bakura sits up too. "I know you're scared. I know you're frustrated with yourself. I can't imagine how you must feel, but you are not alone. I'm here for you. We all are. We love you very much. You make me so happy. I have never been as happy as I am being near you. You bring something out in me I never knew existed. I asked you to show me how you felt about me and you did. I know exactly how you feel, and now it's my turn to show you how I feel about you." I say leaning down to kiss him.
Bakura and I kiss passionately. We're drowning in each other's tastes. Our erections rub against each other causing both of us to moan. We break the kiss, panting. I lean over him, reaching for the lube in the drawer. As soon as I get it, Bakura jerks it out of my hand, throwing it across the room.
"Bakura what are you-"
"We don't need it." he says.
I blink, staring at him dumbly.
"You said you were going to show me how you felt about me. So what are you waiting for?" he spits.
"I don't want to hurt you." I say. "You've been hurt enough."
"I want it to hurt, it means this is real." he says. "I don't want any foreplay, no preparation. Just you."
"Are you sure?" I ask.
Bakura scoffs. "Of course."
I lean in giving him a chaste kiss. I position myself between his legs. Bakura stares up at me with those gorgeous eyes.
"Bakura…"
"If you're going to do it then do it. Otherwise get on top of me. I'm ready to cum and go to bed. I don't have time for this cutesy shit." he spits.
I laugh. "Alright." I say. I grip his hips slowly entering him. I gasp as his muscles clench me tightly. My erection twitches in him, begging me to move. I open my eyes to see Bakura's body is arches into mine. His eyes are squeezed shut and tears are streaming down is cheeks. I cup his face in my hands, wiping the tears away.
"Bakura, look at me." I say. He opens his eyes. "Why didn't you let me prepare you?"
"Because it's weakness." he replies trying to keep his voice void of pain.
"It's not weakness. I'm going to prepare you. I don't want you to hurt." I say starting to pull out of him.
"You're already in me, anyways." Bakura says. "Just do it."
"I'm not moving until you're ready." I say.
"It doesn't really matter if I'm ready or not. You're ready, no?" Bakura says.
"I'm worried about you being ready." I say. I pause for a moment. "Bakura, I want to ask you something and I want you to answer honestly."
"What?" he spits.
"Have you ever been raped?" I ask.
He doesn't need to say anything. The look in his eyes says it all. No wonder he's this way right now. He thinks sex is supposed to hurt. I want to show him it's about love. I want to show him that I love him.
"I'm so sorry." I whisper.
"It doesn't matter." he snaps. "Just get this over and done with."
"I'm not rushing making love to you." I say. "Just relax and enjoy it."
"How pathetic that would be." he mutters under his breath.
I smile softly pulling out of him then pushing back in slowly. Bakura gasps. I lean down, kissing him. Bakura kisses me back. After a while, we break the kiss. I sit up, grabbing his erection, stroking it in time with my thrust.
I wrap his legs around my waist, leaning down for a kiss. When we need to breathe, we break the kiss. Bakura tightens around me. I groan, sinking my teeth into the flesh of the base of his throat. He bucks his hips against his will, begging me to go deeper within him. I know he thinks this is weakness. I know he's holding back. I want his all.
"Bakura, it's okay to like this." I say.
He doesn't say anything. I lean down to kiss him softly. I sit up, putting his legs over my shoulders thrusting in and out of him. His grip on the sheets tighten. He's body is covered in sweat. I wrap move his legs down beside of me, bending his knees. I take his erection in my hand, stroking it in time with my thrust.
Bakura's eyes shoot open. He gasps.
I'm near delirious. My own pleasure is overwhelming. I groan, thrusting into Bakura faster in response to him tightening around my erection sending wonderful jolts of pleasure surging throughout my entire body. I know Bakura can feel them too. I thrust into him hard, nailing his prostate.
"Oh fuck!" Bakura exclaims digging his nails into my back.
"It feels good, doesn't it?" I asks breathlessly.
Bakura responses with low moans and cries of pleasure as I continue to thrust in and out of him. He tightens around me. I groan loudly leaning down to kiss him.
Passion soars within me. We meet each other again and again. Bakura's not holding anything back. I can feel exactly how he's feeling and, from the looks of things, he's feeling how I feel too. Whether he believes it or not is up for speculation.
Bakura wraps his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck, keeping me close to him. I think he enjoys the closeness. Our eyes never leave one another's as we meet again and again. I sit up, taking his erection in my hand stroking it in time with my thrust. Bakura moans bringing me down for a kiss. When air is needed, we break the kiss.
Overwhelming pleasure engulfs us just as it had when he took me and we're both sent over the edge in bliss. Bakura tightens around me to near painful portions. We scream each other's names in ecstasy and I fall onto top of him, panting heavily. After a while, I pull out of him and get off of him. I pull Bakura into my arms. He immediately falls asleep.
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[Bakura's POV]:
Last night was the best night of my life. I woke up in Yami's arms. For some reason, I felt complete being around him. Last night was full of so much emotion. I hurt him, not in the way I planned, but I hurt him none the less. I had sex with him-something I've been dreaming of for a very long time. Then, he had sex with me and it felt unbelievable.
I never liked being taken. Zorc told me that those who like being taken are sex slaves and are only useful for pleasuring other people. He said it was weak. Which it is, but for some reason I loved it with Atem. I'd do it again.
The others went to school. Yami and I stayed home. Mr. Muto isn't too thrilled about that, but Yami promised we'd help with the shop. I think the old man knows what went on last night. Who wouldn't with the way we were screaming. Gods he felt so fucking good! Just thinking about it is making me hard.
'Did you enjoy your sex adventure?' Zorc cackles.
I jump. I hadn't heard from him the whole time I had sex with Yami.
'That's because I wanted to see what you were going to do in that situation. And, as always, I was correct.' he says.
'What are you talking about?' I ask.
'You know exactly what I'm talking about, Bakura!' he yells. 'You were supposed to kill him but instead you fucked him and then you let him fuck you! And you liked it!'
I did enjoy it. I enjoy being around him. He's not in the bed with me right now and I'm craving his presence. Being near him makes me feel like I'm worth something. Last night, he showed me how he felt about me. He's in love with me.
And I'm in love with him too.
A smile breaks on my face. "I did enjoy it." I say getting up and getting dressed. "And I'm going to continue to enjoy it because I love him."
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[Yami's POV]:
Words cannot describe how happy I am. Bakura and I made love, something I've been waiting to do for millennia and it was the most amazing experience of my life. We didn't go to school today like the others did. I explained to Mr. Muto of the situation where Bakura came in late last night and was extremely upset. He allowed us to stay out of school. I really don't know why we have school for just two days anyways. Yugi complained, but his grandfather said that he could stay out tomorrow, so I guess that's a plus for him.
Bakura and I are in the stockroom of the shop, putting up items Mr. Mouto sells. We haven't been able to talk about what happened last night as Mr. Muto as always in our presence and we're not going to talk about something so personal with anyone but each other. Everyone went ballistic seeing my arm. Mr. Muto made me clean it. Everyone wanted to know what happened, but I refused to tell them. After all, what happened between us is something only we'd understand.
The wound wasn't too bad. I cleaned it and wrapped it up. It should be fine in a few days or so.
"Alright kids, I'm going to close the shop up now. Thanks for the help." Mr. Muto says opening the door.
"What time is it?" I ask.
"It's around five." he says. "And I have to pack."
"Going to dig some more treasures for me?" Bakura teases.
Mr. Muto laughs. "Something like that."
"When will you be leaving?" I ask.
"Tomorrow morning. Yugi called." he says. "He said he, Joey, and Tristan are going to be at the arcade for a while until Anzu gets done with her dance class."
"And what about Hikari?" Bakura asks.
"You already know where Ryou is, Bakura." I snort.
Bakura rolls his eyes. "Why did I even ask?" he mutters.
"Because you lost your mind making love with me last night." I whisper in his ear. Bakura's face heats up. I laugh.
Mr. Muto laughs. "You two are so funny. So in love." he says walking out the door.
I blink. What did he just say? Bakura and I give each other a look, making our way out of the storage room. I want to ask Mr. Muto what he meant by that, but he's nowhere in sight.
"Atem," Bakura says.
"Yes?" I ask turning around to face him.
"Come in the living room, I want to tell you something." he says turning around, heading into the living room. I follow him. We sit on the couch.
'What is it that you wanted to tell me?" I ask.
Bakura turns around so he's facing me.
"I'm sorry." he says.
"For?" I press.
"Don't paranoize me, you know exactly what I'm apologizing for." he snaps.
"I already told you that wasn't your fault." I say.
"It doesn't matter. I still did it. They were my actions, which makes it my fault!" he shouts.
"I've already forgiven you." I say reaching out to take his hand. He jerks away.
"When you told me that you loved me, I thought you were fucking with me. I've had so many people tell me that, but to actually feel it from you I knew your words were true. I have always tried to kill you, but these past few months being with you, being around your friends I have been the happiest I have ever been in my entire life.
"I'm supposed to hate you. I wanted to kill you last night, but instead we ended up making love. I'm not supposed to feel this way about you, but I do. And I don't care." Bakura looks into my eyes, cupping my face within his hands. "I love you."
A smile breaks across my face, tears sliding down my cheeks.
"I know. I love you too, my love." I say kissing him.
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[Yugi's POV]:
We're finally on fucking break! Sure, we don't get that long off, but damn it's better than nothing! Bakura and Yami are finally together. They told us what went on the other night...well, sort of. Yami just said they talked, fought and made up. I'm glad they're together. Ra knows they need each other.
Bakura may have confessed he loves Yami, and I believe he is genuine in what he said, but there is still darkness within him. Yami needs to remember that and keep an eye on his new lover. I couldn't live with myself if something happened to either of them. Yami is the only one that can truly help Bakura break out the darkness controlling him. Let's just hope he can do it before it's too late because with only three months left, he doesn't have long.
"How long are we on break?" Joey yawns throwing some chips into his mouth.
"Til Monday." Anzu replies.
"Ugh! Are you kidding me?!" I complain.
Bakura burst into a fit of laughter. "Boy, you really hate school don't you?"
"School is so boring! I learnt more from you being crazy than I do school!" I exclaim.
"That's not very nice, Yugi." Yami chatises.
Bakura waves off his lover. "You always learn things better from the outside world." he says.
"Not necessarily." Anzu disagrees. "I've learnt plenty of things in school."
"Same here." Ryou says.
"That's because the two of you are bookworms." Bakura says.
"It has nothing to do with that, Bakura." Anzu snaps. "It's the fact that if you really listen and try you can learn things from school."
"They give the wash down version of real life." Bakura says.
"Enough 'bout school." Joey says. "Let's play some games!"
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[Serenity's POV]:
Mom and I haven't been talking much lately. We eat without a word and I go to my room, drowning myself in homework and college preparation. I can't believe she won't let me go to Japan to see Joey! And it's not like I could go into her bank account and get the cash to catch a plane. She keeps a sharp eye out on her money.
There has to be a way to see Joey, but what? My eyes widened. I pull out my cellphone, dialing a number. On the second ring, it's answered.
"Hello?"
"Mokuba, I need your help." I say. "It's urgent."
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Bakura's POV was very overwhelming for me. I almost couldn't finish this chapter because of it. That's what I get for writing in 1st person and connecting to the characters so well. Bakura especially. I connect with him on so many levels and writing his inner turmoils and having him admit he loves Yami is always my favourite thing to write. Of course, we can't forget that Zorc is still inside Bakura and if y'all think that everything will be fine, you have another thing coming. Y'all know how my stories are. We're just getting started on the awesomeness!
Now then, I do hope y'all enjoyed the chappie. It was very annoying and hard. Review lovelies!