Okay, this is the second round, and an eye-opener for me, because a new way to use the Rod was introduced (this is the first time I've seen the Rod used that way!) -- (Mr. Cat)

Once again, the use of Yu-gi-oh characters has no adverse impact on the potential market for the anime, manga or other merchandise.

FOUR ROUNDS

ROUND TWO: SATISFACTION AND STICKY BISHIES

By Yami Yugi's RPG Group

Ryuno smiled coyly. "Hmm, and to think you didn't like me at first." He rubbed his sore cheek, pretending to think about whether or not to stay. Then, with a little shrug, he leaned forward as his tongue once again found the boy's stiff nipples. He licked circles around them, finding that they tasted even better now with the salty hint of sweat. He nibbled, one, then looked up innocently. "Are you going to slap me again if I bite you?"

"If you bite hard and hurt me, yes I will!" Malik warned, his eyes flashing as he thought about that previous bite on his inner thigh. Making sure, however, that the stranger did not escape, he tightened his legs' grip around his waist, locking the ankles to make sure that the stranger would not be able to get away so easily. The tongue working on his nipples, however, was making it completely difficult to keep the hold as he moaned with pleasure at the sensation.

Ryuno chuckled, nibbling gently around the nipple. He teased it, taking it between his teeth and pulling at it lightly, then releasing it to switch to the other. He pressed one semen-coated finger to the boy's soft lips, hushing him for a moment as he licked and sucked his way back up to his jaw. Ryuno made no move to escape - rather, he began to stroke the other's slightly softened length, returning it to its former state of need.

Malik gasped at the feel of that hand stroking him once again. Extending one arm towards the night table, he managed to pull a drawer open and put his hand in, groping around until it found what it was looking for. Taking the small bottle, he opened it and poured a few drops of the body liqueur on his finger. He then ran his finger along the stranger's lips and then brought it to his own, his tongue coming out to sample the liqueur, which had the flavor of banana daiquiri. Then, putting his hands on either side of the stranger's face, he brought it closer to claim those lips with his own, savoring the tropical flavor that was applied to them and slipping his tongue in to battle again with the other.

Ryuno's tongue was more than happy to oblige; he explored the other's hot mouth, not caring whether it tasted like banana daiquiri or not. He moved his hips a bit, testing the confines of the boy's passage, now amply lubricated with his own seed. He caressed the boy's pouch, rolling it gently between his fingers. The skin was warm, velvety-soft. The room smelled of sex and sweet fruits, an exotic combination that further increased his desire. But there was something he needed to ask. Breaking the kiss, Ryuno whispered, "What's your name?"

"Malik," he whispered, bringing their lips back together, tongues battling once again. He ran his fingers through the stranger's hair, enjoying the feel of the other's hands on his lower body, his most sensitive regions. He marveled at how the stranger could keep himself ready for him, even after he had just climaxed a while ago. The movements of the stranger started to excite him once again, his mind filled only with this person whom he did not know, but who worked a different kind of magic all over his body.

One of Ryuno's hands crept upwards, exploring the soft outlines of Malik's muscles, the hard nubs of his nipples, his navel and his breastbone. He'd never felt anything quite like this - the boy's fingers in his hair, their bodies pressed together, the warm stickiness that moistened the skin between their stomachs, it all combined into something he couldn't describe. He was becoming fully engorged again, beginning to gently pump into Malik's depths. "Mine's... Ryuno..." he replied, not caring whether the words were muffled by the other's lips.

"Ryuno..." Malik uttered the name, connecting it to the stranger who had this uncanny power over him. "Ryuno..." he said again, wanting to say the name over and over again. "Take me there once again," he begged, his hips moving to let Ryuno know that he was going to be a willing subject in this round.

"Gladly," the redhead replied, silencing Malik once again with a kiss. He pulled gently up and down the length of Malik's arousal, his hand wet from the boy's seed. He nibbled on the boy's lip, closing his eyes and taking up the Rod again, its length cold and hard in his grasp. His lips slipped from Malik's for a moment. "Mind if I borrow this?" he panted, smirking.

"Not at all," Malik answered, closing his eyes as he was oblivious to everything else but Ryuno's touch, his body letting the other know that he was ready and he would always be ready for the type of pleasure he was getting.

Ryuno smiled, running his sticky hand over the length of the Rod as he continued to thrust rhythmically into Malik. Still leaning forward, he reached back, pressing the Rod against his own opening, easing it inside just as Malik had done before. He moaned, the sensation of fullness arousing him further, his body trembling with pleasure. He took the Rod as far as it would comfortably go, his movements bringing it in contact with his sensitive spot now and again, eliciting soft whimpers. Turning his attention back towards Malik, Ryuno took hold of the boy's hips as he kissed him. As he began to pump more strongly, he pulled Malik towards him, the matched movements forcing his member in to its base.

The sheer strength of Ryuno's thrust had Malik screaming as pleasure started to overwhelm him. He arched his body, trying to get as much of Ryuno as possible, his legs wrapping more tightly around the other's waist. "So good..." he whispered, as he reveled in the way Ryuno filled him. Not wanting to be simply on the receiving end, he moved his hips as well, bucking, gyrating, taking more of Ryuno into him.

Ryuno moaned and mewled, his body seemed to have become a thousand times more sensitive than was usual. Everywhere his skin and Malik's touched, he felt an electric tingle of pleasure. The Rod's cool length was stiff inside him, deliciously so, and the other boy's sweat-slicked legs were hot around his waist. "Oooohhh..." he breathed, thrusting into Malik rhythmically, now holding him with only one hand as he gently squeezed the boy's member.

The continual thrusts hitting that sensitive spot started to put Malik on the verge. "I'm coming, Ryuno..." he whispered urgently, trying so hard to hold back but unable to. Once again, he felt that hot soupy essence shoot out of him, his head thrown back, his legs wrapped more tightly around Ryuno's waist as he held onto him like a lifeline as his body spasmed and he cried out his climax once again, it's melodic sound filling the room.

Ryuno gave a low moan as he felt Malik's muscles seize up around his length, and then his own voice rose as well, his back arching as he released into the other boy. His vision was clouded with white starbursts, his mouth tasting of Malik's lips and banana daiquiri. His hips moved a little still as the pleasure ebbed, leaving in its wake a warm afterglow and a blush on Ryuno's cheeks. He could feel Malik's heels pressing against the bloodied scratches all along his back, but he didn't care - he couldn't tell whether the stinging was pleasure or pain anyway.

As soon as Malik's body was able to relax, he slowly loosened his legs' hold on Ryuno. His hand came up to caress Ryuno's cheek. "Will I see you again?" he asked, bringing his head up to kiss Ryuno gently. For once, he was not challenging the other but looking at him tenderly, letting him know that he was able to satisfy Malik completely.

Ryuno returned the kiss warmly, smiling as he brushed a few strands of stray hair away from Malik's face. "Yeah... I think I live next door," he replied, uttering a quiet chuckle. He carefully removed the Rod, letting it drop to the floor as he once again leaned down to kiss Malik's lips, his jaw, his cheek. "Besides, I still don't know if you scratched my shades... damn things are expensive..." Taking the other boy's hand, the redhead ran his lips over that as well, then slowly pulled back and out. "Hmm... want to share a shower?"

"Mmmmm...good idea," Malik purred, wrapping his legs once again around Ryuno, letting him know that he expected to be carried to the shower.