Chapter 10
Primordial Sexual Revelations
~WARNING!!!!!!~
Ok I know.. this is where my fic is rated r. Well just ta warn ya....... ~MAJOR LEMONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~ Oh another note I am really, really tired after staying up all night on new years so please pardon any mistakes. Thank you. Enjoy!
It was a hot night, a night that required sleepers to stay cool at all costs. His sheets were pulled to the waist, thus revealing a well-muscled sweat gleamed chest.
The large bay windows that led to the balcony were open. As the wind blew the large white curtains that resembled ashen dancing ghosts, ballooned up.
Revealing a glint of silver flashing outside on the haunting marble balcony.
A pure white falcon with eyes that resembled the luminance and colour of a thousand suns, convulsed as the silver winged bird morphed into the graceful body of a women crouched on her hands and knees.
She slowly stood up; her translucent white garb that reached down to her ankles swirling majestically around her in the warm Egyptian breeze.
She gazed up at the stars and whispered in Egyptian, she then noiselessly walked into the dark chamber, her red-gold eyes glowing.....
Yami was dreaming.
A smile tugged at his lips. For the first time in a long time he was dreaming about the good times.
Back in the days when the Nile was young and Pharaohs ruled over the great and powerful land known as Egypt.
Back when his spirit for the first time ever in its existence was set ablaze, with the exhilarating power of love......
~FLASHBACK~
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO MARRY ANUK??!!"
TeAn-Zu, Jou-Nahtun, and Tryesett all flinched at the Pharaoh's thunderous and quite violent outburst.
The only two that hadn't cringed was Kuliptii and Isisannacht, both who stood serenely and calmly. One was composed and wise by nature, the other was fairly used to the king's temper, so he was always prepared.
"What Tryesett was trying to tell you, great sire, was that there was an arranged marriage in the works when your father died" Isisannacht responded calmly,
"Apparently with the noble girl Anuk" she finished unhurriedly.
Yugioh stared at the black haired blue-eyed young woman as if his plans were all ruined.
He fell back down into the elaborate gold throne, his head in his hands.
TeAn-Zu exchanged glances with the blonde Jou-Nahtun who looked worried with anxiety.
Suddenly Yugioh started to laugh, he just thought of a brilliant plan, his advisers worried that the mental state of their king was going downhill, stared up at him.
With a huge grin he recited his plan,
"I don't have to marry Anuk if I marry someone else. And I know just who. From the moment I laid eyes on her I knew she was meant to be the Queen of Egypt, ruling by my side...."
The royal advisers all stared at each other excited and worried that the Pharaoh finally found a girl good enough that he would like to make his queen.
The king looked them all in the eye slyly, but clearly head over heels in love,
"Her name is KaRaah"
"Bb-b-b----but sire, she is a priestess, she can't marry outside of the convent!" Kuleptii stuttered fretfully.
Yugioh gazed at him and then over at the other advisers.
TeAn-Zu looked down on her sandles, Jou-Nahtan rubbed the back of his blonde head and nervously forced some half-hearted chuckles, Tryesett stood his ground and looked up at him, and Isisannacht looked wise and thoughtful.
She turned her head up to him and motioned so he could finish telling him his plan.
"Last time I saw KaRaah, she did not seem to happy about being a priestess. So I was thinking, KaRaah and Anuk are stepsisters, so that means they are both of the same noble family and if we could somehow get the convent to agree. They could switch places, meaning that Anuk would be a priestess and KaRaah would be a lady, and I could marry her" he finished proudly.
He was satisfied until Isisannacht replied to what he said
"That is all very fine and good, but I have seen KaRaah in action, and I know that she possesses magic and powers that up until now, only the Gods retained..." Isisannacht's blue eyes locked onto Yugioh's red-violet ones,
"The convent will not give her up without a fierce fight..." she finished, her eyes never leaving the Pharaoh's.
Yugioh's heart was determined, for he will and would do anything to marry her,
"Well then I will fight".....
~END FLASHBACK~
Cool fingertips lightly outlined his jaw line; the faint sensation caused Yami to shiver with pleasure.
He slowly opened his eyes, a female silhouette illuminated by the soft magical moonlight, stood over him. Yami enchanted by the sheer beauty of this sight sighed softly as his hand enclosed around the girl's fingers.
Yami then slowly sat up, the sheets bunching around his nude waist. He reached up to touch the face of the young woman; his hand cupped soft, smooth, warm living skin.
She leaned into him, her long luxuriously soft, shimmering hair brushing against his bare chest.
She tenderly kissed him on the lips; at first she was content to gently outline his lips with her tongue. But then she wanted more; he opened his mouth to her and accepted her readily.
She moaned quietly in his mouth as he pulled her onto the bed next to him.
Yami stroked the insides of her mouth with his tongue, tasting every part of her lips as he explored. She moaned again as she drowned in brilliant vibrant livid colour.
He gently withdrew from her kiss; he turned his body to set the lights on.
The sudden soft light of the bed lamp filled the room with a gentle luminance.
Yami turned back to the girl, his amethyst eyes widened, for she was more beautiful then ever.
Baatzu watched Yami gaze at her; she saw recognition and love.
Yami's voice caught in his throat as he looked over her. She was KaRaah; his first and only love, no doubt about it, with her long shimmering cobalt black hair with gold and silver sleek streaks, slightly tanned creamy white skin, glowing rosy cheeks, red glossy lips, a curvaceous body, a generous bosom, and infinite swirling sparkling rainbow eyes.
He cupped her lovely face with his hands and pulled her into a kiss,
"Kara...." he whispered against her lips.
Baatzu stiffened slightly at the name; it was a familiar name when he said it, but when she repeated it in her head the name had no meaning.
She closed her eyes in pleasure as he started to trail butterfly kisses along her jaw line down to her neck.
Her lovely scent intoxicated him; she was here, really here in his arms! He had to have her and keep her, forever this time; for if she left his spirit again he was sure he would die.
He slid the light fabric of her cloak off her shoulders; she was wearing a black silk tunic underneath.
She trailed her fingers over his naked muscled chest. A smirk tugged at her lips as her gaze met his; he smiled back with his red-violet eyes.
Baatzu's smile disappeared as déjà vu overtook her, she gazed deeply into his amethyst eyes.
She felt as if she knew them. Her deep green eyes crinkled perplexed,
"Have I met you before?... Previous to today?" she asked genuinely confused.
At the inquisition Yami felt his blood turn cold. Baatzu felt his gentle embrace let go; she looked at him alarmed,
"What's wrong?" she asked naively.
Yami looked deep into her now blazing magenta eyes, he searched them for any sign of memory, when he saw nothing he asked,
"What is my name?"
"Yami"
His heart jumped as he searched her face,
"Did you remember?!" he asked excitedly.
She looked at him slightly puzzled,
"No.... I heard the white-haired boy call your name when you two walked back to your friends" she replied tilting her head to the side curiously.
He sighed miserably as he lay down on his back, all the while watching Baatzu.
She smiled as she bent down and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Yami resisted and closed his lips to her gentle kiss.
Baatzu grinned inwardly, and determined she used her tongue to lick his lips, after a few seconds of this his mouth parted and accepted her fervently.
Baatzu's eyes flashed open with surprise as Yami wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her down to him quite roughly.
He pulled away from the kiss and gently put her onto her back. He gazed into her now brilliant blue eyes, and he leaned down to start kissing her neck and throat.
She closed her eyes and purred in bliss, she gasped quietly in ecstasy as he sucked gently on her collarbone.
He moved from her neck to her left shoulder, trailing butterfly kisses along the way; she shivered in pleasure as the contact of his hot lips touched her warm skin.
Yami's lips once again came back into contact with Baatzu's lips; she received him eagerly and ravenously.
She pulled him on top of her, he gasped as his erection grazed by her hip, she sighed as she felt the pressure of his body come in contact with hers.
Yami reached around her back with his agile hands and slipped her silk bodice off her body. He then pulled away from the kiss to remove his boxers.
Baatzu looked at him, her now turquoise eyes blazing with a fire that Yami had only seen once before; the first time he had been with Kara.
He lay down besides her and started to kiss her neck, slowly making his way to her swollen breasts.
She gasped in delight when he gently sucked on her nipple.
He then moved down to her trim stomach, since she had always been training in combat, her stomach was fit and some of her muscles rippled underneath her skin.
He delighted in that, the sensation of pure strength moving under his lips, tantalizing, tempting, enticing.
Yami moved back up to her lips, plunging his tongue into her mouth, teasing.
His left hand was stroking her silky, smooth, downy cobalt black, silver and gold hair.
His right hand inched downward, he massaged her teat playfully, enjoying the way she arched her back, then he ran his fingers over her lean abdomen, she shivered excitedly at his touch, but then he reached his destination.
She moaned in his mouth as his slender index finger entered into her warm, moist, tender area.
He grinned against her lips as he slowly carefully inserted his middle finger into her.
At this Baatzu cringed as she felt herself stretch.
Yami licked away her tears, and resumed his gentle massaging.
He must remember that she was a virgin in her new body and that he must be gentle with her like he was last time.
She moaned louder against his tongue as he picked up the pace. He pulled away from the kiss to watch her face as she came to her orgasm, she moaned even louder as she was nearing her climax.
With one last cry, her burning claret eyes flew open, her body arched and rocked violently as she reached her pleasurable peak.
She gasped as she slumped against the bed, exhausted.
Yami smiled as he removed his fingers from her and adjusted his body on top of her. Cautious to be as careful as he can with her, he slowly inserted his rock-hard member into her.
Baatzu felt like he was holding back because of her, she wanted him to have pleasure.
With a newfound strength she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to him roughly, he plunged into her.
She cried out in pain as her hymen violently tore.
Yami sucked his breath in, as he watched her beautiful face distort in pain; he quickly tried to draw back,
"No... I'm ok..." she whispered her eyes shut as the throbbing of the pain rocked through her body.
Yami gently pushed deeper, as the pain faded she gasped in pleasure.
He nuzzled her neck as he buried himself deep, eased back and pushed in again.
He moaned into her sweet smelling hair as he continued thrusting into her completely.
He savoured the feeling of her virgin muscles tightening around his length.
He began to kiss her chin, the hollow of her throat as he brought her more and more pleasure with each glorifying stoke.
She moaned loudly as he quickened slightly, his breathing became ragged pants as he was nearing his climax.
Baatzu became dizzy as she approached her second orgasm of that night; with each stroke she was getting closer and closer.
With one last glorious plunge, both bodies arched and climaxed in perfect synchronization with one another.
Yami shattered, slumped against Baatzu.
For a few moments they laid in each other's arms panting, enjoying the feeling of completeness.
A few moments later Yami pulled himself out of her and lay besides her.
Baatzu raised her head and looked at him with devotion.
"I think I love you,...." she whispered frankly, gazing at him with her lovely multihued eyes.
Yami smiled and reached out to stroke her face,
"I know you do..... I love you too....." he whispered back just as honest.
She sighed pleasantly as she rested her head on his chest, falling into a deep, dreamless, content, slumber.
Yami watched her sleep, his spirit heavy and light at the same time.
He held her to his heart taking pleasure in the exquisite feeling of his soul mate sleeping in his arms as he fell into an exhausted profound sleep........
Ok so there you go..... Don't tell me I didn't warn ya!!!!!!!!
Peace out
-magick-angel
~WARNING!!!!!!~
Ok I know.. this is where my fic is rated r. Well just ta warn ya....... ~MAJOR LEMONS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!~ Oh another note I am really, really tired after staying up all night on new years so please pardon any mistakes. Thank you. Enjoy!
It was a hot night, a night that required sleepers to stay cool at all costs. His sheets were pulled to the waist, thus revealing a well-muscled sweat gleamed chest.
The large bay windows that led to the balcony were open. As the wind blew the large white curtains that resembled ashen dancing ghosts, ballooned up.
Revealing a glint of silver flashing outside on the haunting marble balcony.
A pure white falcon with eyes that resembled the luminance and colour of a thousand suns, convulsed as the silver winged bird morphed into the graceful body of a women crouched on her hands and knees.
She slowly stood up; her translucent white garb that reached down to her ankles swirling majestically around her in the warm Egyptian breeze.
She gazed up at the stars and whispered in Egyptian, she then noiselessly walked into the dark chamber, her red-gold eyes glowing.....
Yami was dreaming.
A smile tugged at his lips. For the first time in a long time he was dreaming about the good times.
Back in the days when the Nile was young and Pharaohs ruled over the great and powerful land known as Egypt.
Back when his spirit for the first time ever in its existence was set ablaze, with the exhilarating power of love......
~FLASHBACK~
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN I HAVE TO MARRY ANUK??!!"
TeAn-Zu, Jou-Nahtun, and Tryesett all flinched at the Pharaoh's thunderous and quite violent outburst.
The only two that hadn't cringed was Kuliptii and Isisannacht, both who stood serenely and calmly. One was composed and wise by nature, the other was fairly used to the king's temper, so he was always prepared.
"What Tryesett was trying to tell you, great sire, was that there was an arranged marriage in the works when your father died" Isisannacht responded calmly,
"Apparently with the noble girl Anuk" she finished unhurriedly.
Yugioh stared at the black haired blue-eyed young woman as if his plans were all ruined.
He fell back down into the elaborate gold throne, his head in his hands.
TeAn-Zu exchanged glances with the blonde Jou-Nahtun who looked worried with anxiety.
Suddenly Yugioh started to laugh, he just thought of a brilliant plan, his advisers worried that the mental state of their king was going downhill, stared up at him.
With a huge grin he recited his plan,
"I don't have to marry Anuk if I marry someone else. And I know just who. From the moment I laid eyes on her I knew she was meant to be the Queen of Egypt, ruling by my side...."
The royal advisers all stared at each other excited and worried that the Pharaoh finally found a girl good enough that he would like to make his queen.
The king looked them all in the eye slyly, but clearly head over heels in love,
"Her name is KaRaah"
"Bb-b-b----but sire, she is a priestess, she can't marry outside of the convent!" Kuleptii stuttered fretfully.
Yugioh gazed at him and then over at the other advisers.
TeAn-Zu looked down on her sandles, Jou-Nahtan rubbed the back of his blonde head and nervously forced some half-hearted chuckles, Tryesett stood his ground and looked up at him, and Isisannacht looked wise and thoughtful.
She turned her head up to him and motioned so he could finish telling him his plan.
"Last time I saw KaRaah, she did not seem to happy about being a priestess. So I was thinking, KaRaah and Anuk are stepsisters, so that means they are both of the same noble family and if we could somehow get the convent to agree. They could switch places, meaning that Anuk would be a priestess and KaRaah would be a lady, and I could marry her" he finished proudly.
He was satisfied until Isisannacht replied to what he said
"That is all very fine and good, but I have seen KaRaah in action, and I know that she possesses magic and powers that up until now, only the Gods retained..." Isisannacht's blue eyes locked onto Yugioh's red-violet ones,
"The convent will not give her up without a fierce fight..." she finished, her eyes never leaving the Pharaoh's.
Yugioh's heart was determined, for he will and would do anything to marry her,
"Well then I will fight".....
~END FLASHBACK~
Cool fingertips lightly outlined his jaw line; the faint sensation caused Yami to shiver with pleasure.
He slowly opened his eyes, a female silhouette illuminated by the soft magical moonlight, stood over him. Yami enchanted by the sheer beauty of this sight sighed softly as his hand enclosed around the girl's fingers.
Yami then slowly sat up, the sheets bunching around his nude waist. He reached up to touch the face of the young woman; his hand cupped soft, smooth, warm living skin.
She leaned into him, her long luxuriously soft, shimmering hair brushing against his bare chest.
She tenderly kissed him on the lips; at first she was content to gently outline his lips with her tongue. But then she wanted more; he opened his mouth to her and accepted her readily.
She moaned quietly in his mouth as he pulled her onto the bed next to him.
Yami stroked the insides of her mouth with his tongue, tasting every part of her lips as he explored. She moaned again as she drowned in brilliant vibrant livid colour.
He gently withdrew from her kiss; he turned his body to set the lights on.
The sudden soft light of the bed lamp filled the room with a gentle luminance.
Yami turned back to the girl, his amethyst eyes widened, for she was more beautiful then ever.
Baatzu watched Yami gaze at her; she saw recognition and love.
Yami's voice caught in his throat as he looked over her. She was KaRaah; his first and only love, no doubt about it, with her long shimmering cobalt black hair with gold and silver sleek streaks, slightly tanned creamy white skin, glowing rosy cheeks, red glossy lips, a curvaceous body, a generous bosom, and infinite swirling sparkling rainbow eyes.
He cupped her lovely face with his hands and pulled her into a kiss,
"Kara...." he whispered against her lips.
Baatzu stiffened slightly at the name; it was a familiar name when he said it, but when she repeated it in her head the name had no meaning.
She closed her eyes in pleasure as he started to trail butterfly kisses along her jaw line down to her neck.
Her lovely scent intoxicated him; she was here, really here in his arms! He had to have her and keep her, forever this time; for if she left his spirit again he was sure he would die.
He slid the light fabric of her cloak off her shoulders; she was wearing a black silk tunic underneath.
She trailed her fingers over his naked muscled chest. A smirk tugged at her lips as her gaze met his; he smiled back with his red-violet eyes.
Baatzu's smile disappeared as déjà vu overtook her, she gazed deeply into his amethyst eyes.
She felt as if she knew them. Her deep green eyes crinkled perplexed,
"Have I met you before?... Previous to today?" she asked genuinely confused.
At the inquisition Yami felt his blood turn cold. Baatzu felt his gentle embrace let go; she looked at him alarmed,
"What's wrong?" she asked naively.
Yami looked deep into her now blazing magenta eyes, he searched them for any sign of memory, when he saw nothing he asked,
"What is my name?"
"Yami"
His heart jumped as he searched her face,
"Did you remember?!" he asked excitedly.
She looked at him slightly puzzled,
"No.... I heard the white-haired boy call your name when you two walked back to your friends" she replied tilting her head to the side curiously.
He sighed miserably as he lay down on his back, all the while watching Baatzu.
She smiled as she bent down and kissed him tenderly on the lips. Yami resisted and closed his lips to her gentle kiss.
Baatzu grinned inwardly, and determined she used her tongue to lick his lips, after a few seconds of this his mouth parted and accepted her fervently.
Baatzu's eyes flashed open with surprise as Yami wrapped his left arm around her waist and pulled her down to him quite roughly.
He pulled away from the kiss and gently put her onto her back. He gazed into her now brilliant blue eyes, and he leaned down to start kissing her neck and throat.
She closed her eyes and purred in bliss, she gasped quietly in ecstasy as he sucked gently on her collarbone.
He moved from her neck to her left shoulder, trailing butterfly kisses along the way; she shivered in pleasure as the contact of his hot lips touched her warm skin.
Yami's lips once again came back into contact with Baatzu's lips; she received him eagerly and ravenously.
She pulled him on top of her, he gasped as his erection grazed by her hip, she sighed as she felt the pressure of his body come in contact with hers.
Yami reached around her back with his agile hands and slipped her silk bodice off her body. He then pulled away from the kiss to remove his boxers.
Baatzu looked at him, her now turquoise eyes blazing with a fire that Yami had only seen once before; the first time he had been with Kara.
He lay down besides her and started to kiss her neck, slowly making his way to her swollen breasts.
She gasped in delight when he gently sucked on her nipple.
He then moved down to her trim stomach, since she had always been training in combat, her stomach was fit and some of her muscles rippled underneath her skin.
He delighted in that, the sensation of pure strength moving under his lips, tantalizing, tempting, enticing.
Yami moved back up to her lips, plunging his tongue into her mouth, teasing.
His left hand was stroking her silky, smooth, downy cobalt black, silver and gold hair.
His right hand inched downward, he massaged her teat playfully, enjoying the way she arched her back, then he ran his fingers over her lean abdomen, she shivered excitedly at his touch, but then he reached his destination.
She moaned in his mouth as his slender index finger entered into her warm, moist, tender area.
He grinned against her lips as he slowly carefully inserted his middle finger into her.
At this Baatzu cringed as she felt herself stretch.
Yami licked away her tears, and resumed his gentle massaging.
He must remember that she was a virgin in her new body and that he must be gentle with her like he was last time.
She moaned louder against his tongue as he picked up the pace. He pulled away from the kiss to watch her face as she came to her orgasm, she moaned even louder as she was nearing her climax.
With one last cry, her burning claret eyes flew open, her body arched and rocked violently as she reached her pleasurable peak.
She gasped as she slumped against the bed, exhausted.
Yami smiled as he removed his fingers from her and adjusted his body on top of her. Cautious to be as careful as he can with her, he slowly inserted his rock-hard member into her.
Baatzu felt like he was holding back because of her, she wanted him to have pleasure.
With a newfound strength she wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him to him roughly, he plunged into her.
She cried out in pain as her hymen violently tore.
Yami sucked his breath in, as he watched her beautiful face distort in pain; he quickly tried to draw back,
"No... I'm ok..." she whispered her eyes shut as the throbbing of the pain rocked through her body.
Yami gently pushed deeper, as the pain faded she gasped in pleasure.
He nuzzled her neck as he buried himself deep, eased back and pushed in again.
He moaned into her sweet smelling hair as he continued thrusting into her completely.
He savoured the feeling of her virgin muscles tightening around his length.
He began to kiss her chin, the hollow of her throat as he brought her more and more pleasure with each glorifying stoke.
She moaned loudly as he quickened slightly, his breathing became ragged pants as he was nearing his climax.
Baatzu became dizzy as she approached her second orgasm of that night; with each stroke she was getting closer and closer.
With one last glorious plunge, both bodies arched and climaxed in perfect synchronization with one another.
Yami shattered, slumped against Baatzu.
For a few moments they laid in each other's arms panting, enjoying the feeling of completeness.
A few moments later Yami pulled himself out of her and lay besides her.
Baatzu raised her head and looked at him with devotion.
"I think I love you,...." she whispered frankly, gazing at him with her lovely multihued eyes.
Yami smiled and reached out to stroke her face,
"I know you do..... I love you too....." he whispered back just as honest.
She sighed pleasantly as she rested her head on his chest, falling into a deep, dreamless, content, slumber.
Yami watched her sleep, his spirit heavy and light at the same time.
He held her to his heart taking pleasure in the exquisite feeling of his soul mate sleeping in his arms as he fell into an exhausted profound sleep........
Ok so there you go..... Don't tell me I didn't warn ya!!!!!!!!
Peace out
-magick-angel