Well, I said I'd update in like, a day, and I did! Yay me! I don't wanna
bore you, so without any of the usual ramblings from me, I give you Chapter
7! ^_^ R&R please!
Chapter 7
We are standing mere inches apart. I look up at him, and he looks down at me. Although this is merely because of high, I suppose it is significant. I will always look up to him as my master. It is how I have learned to be, and it is how I will always remain. He looks down at me as he always has. I know that no matter what happens between us, he will never look at me as his equal. It is not his nature to allow someone to be equal to him.
I hardly have time to react before he reaches out, wraps his hands around my slim waist, and pulls me in for a deep kiss. I open my mouth to his tongue, allowing him to explore my mouth. I have never felt this way before.
When he kisses me, I feel as if I could burst inside. My very soul burns with a deep passion and love so strong that it almost scares me at times. I have felt this feeling before, but I cannot remember from where.
Does Bakura feel the same feeling burning within his soul?
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He tastes so sweet. Just the taste of his lips is driving me wild. I am trying to control myself, take things slow, but it is becoming increasingly harder. I pull my light closer to me, closing any space that remained between us. He is pressed against me, standing on his toes, lip- locked with me. His hands are wrapped around my neck to steady himself, my arms wrapped around his waist to hold him to me.
Deep in my mind, I sense that I must hold onto him tightly so that he will never leave me. Never desert me. Never disappear.
I break the kiss. These thoughts trouble me. Why am I thinking them? What is this deep feeling in me that I need him?
My light looks up at me, a look of confusion on his face.
"Is-is something wrong, Bakura?" he asks. Even though he doesn't say it, I can sense the other half of that question-Did _he_ do something wrong?
I smile an unconvincing smile at Ryou.
//Yes, something is wrong, but it's not you. Don't worry about it.// I say through our mental link. I have never used it before, because I have never felt the need to, nor have I cared much for the idea of being able to speak to my light mentally. But this moment was to perfect to ruin it with words.
He looks at me, a mixture of caring and confusion on his face. Caring for me, I imagine. He must be worried about me. He is too sweet. Confusion, I suppose, for the fact that I spoke through the never-used link. I smile at him again, a gentle smile. And this time, it is a genuine smile. I have not smiled a genuine smile in over 5000 years, yet now I do. Somehow, this little boy, my other half, has managed to awaken something in me.
But that is no reason for me to abandon my plans.
I take his hand and gentle lead him up the steps to his bedroom. I close the door, take off my shirt, and press him against the now closed door. I close the distance between us and kiss him, no longer slowly and passionately, but with great need and hunger. I manage to push aside all voices in my head and feelings that I do not understand, and focus only on the vision of loveliness in my arms. The time has come.
I pull my light away from the door and throw him, almost violently, onto the bed. I peel his clothing off with ease, then mine, and finally, my plan comes together.
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I cannot believe what has happened. My yami, Bakura, is leading me up the steps. I do not doubt where we are going. I suppose I am a little scared, but I would do anything for him. Anything.
I do worry about him. The look in his eyes before revealed something in his mind that troubled him. I wonder what it was.
Perhaps he too hears strange voices talking to him. Perhaps he too has feelings coursing through his body that he does not understand. Feelings of loss, and love, and pain like I do. They are new feelings, yet they are not new. I know that they have been within me forever, yet only now do I feel their true power. Yet I do not understand them. And for the moment, I don't care.
He leads me into my bedroom, and presses me against the door. He breaks the kiss shortly and throws me onto my bed. I can only anticipate what is to come as he peels our clothes off.
I have never felt such happiness in this lifetime.
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[A/N: What? You actually thought I was going to continue with that scene? Sorry sweeties. This fic's rated PG-13, not R (or NC-17 if ff.net sill had that.). So no naughty scene. But feel free to use your perverted imaginations. Uh-huh, don't deny it. You know you want to. Hehehe.]
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My light is lying next to me, one arm wrapped around my waist. He is fast asleep, and I am not surprised. We had an eventful afternoon, if you take my meaning. [A/N: Hehehe]
My stomach rumbles, and I realize that although it is almost 9:00 at night, I have not eaten anything since breakfast this morning. This morning. Was it really only a little over twelve hours ago that I kissed my light for the first time? Was it really only this morning that my plan began to come together?
My plan. It almost went perfectly. Almost. Yet as I lie here next to my light, I realize that it did not go perfectly as I would have liked it to. For, as I watch my koi slumbering peacefully, a half-smile playing on his soft lips, it occurs to me that the worst possible thing went wrong with my plan. The one thing that I did not wish to happen happened.
I have developed feelings for my light other than lust. Feelings that I have not felt in over 5000 years. Feelings such as love.
~End Chapter 7~
Woot. Chapter 7 is done! Again, thank you soooooo much to all my reviews! *lots and lots of kisses* I cant believe I haven't gotten any flames for this story! Considering that I wasn't even sure if this was a good fic at first, I'm flattered. So thank you all. *huggles all the reviewers till they cant breath* Hehehe.
Next chapter should be up by tomorrow!
~TaLoN~
Chapter 7
We are standing mere inches apart. I look up at him, and he looks down at me. Although this is merely because of high, I suppose it is significant. I will always look up to him as my master. It is how I have learned to be, and it is how I will always remain. He looks down at me as he always has. I know that no matter what happens between us, he will never look at me as his equal. It is not his nature to allow someone to be equal to him.
I hardly have time to react before he reaches out, wraps his hands around my slim waist, and pulls me in for a deep kiss. I open my mouth to his tongue, allowing him to explore my mouth. I have never felt this way before.
When he kisses me, I feel as if I could burst inside. My very soul burns with a deep passion and love so strong that it almost scares me at times. I have felt this feeling before, but I cannot remember from where.
Does Bakura feel the same feeling burning within his soul?
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
He tastes so sweet. Just the taste of his lips is driving me wild. I am trying to control myself, take things slow, but it is becoming increasingly harder. I pull my light closer to me, closing any space that remained between us. He is pressed against me, standing on his toes, lip- locked with me. His hands are wrapped around my neck to steady himself, my arms wrapped around his waist to hold him to me.
Deep in my mind, I sense that I must hold onto him tightly so that he will never leave me. Never desert me. Never disappear.
I break the kiss. These thoughts trouble me. Why am I thinking them? What is this deep feeling in me that I need him?
My light looks up at me, a look of confusion on his face.
"Is-is something wrong, Bakura?" he asks. Even though he doesn't say it, I can sense the other half of that question-Did _he_ do something wrong?
I smile an unconvincing smile at Ryou.
//Yes, something is wrong, but it's not you. Don't worry about it.// I say through our mental link. I have never used it before, because I have never felt the need to, nor have I cared much for the idea of being able to speak to my light mentally. But this moment was to perfect to ruin it with words.
He looks at me, a mixture of caring and confusion on his face. Caring for me, I imagine. He must be worried about me. He is too sweet. Confusion, I suppose, for the fact that I spoke through the never-used link. I smile at him again, a gentle smile. And this time, it is a genuine smile. I have not smiled a genuine smile in over 5000 years, yet now I do. Somehow, this little boy, my other half, has managed to awaken something in me.
But that is no reason for me to abandon my plans.
I take his hand and gentle lead him up the steps to his bedroom. I close the door, take off my shirt, and press him against the now closed door. I close the distance between us and kiss him, no longer slowly and passionately, but with great need and hunger. I manage to push aside all voices in my head and feelings that I do not understand, and focus only on the vision of loveliness in my arms. The time has come.
I pull my light away from the door and throw him, almost violently, onto the bed. I peel his clothing off with ease, then mine, and finally, my plan comes together.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
I cannot believe what has happened. My yami, Bakura, is leading me up the steps. I do not doubt where we are going. I suppose I am a little scared, but I would do anything for him. Anything.
I do worry about him. The look in his eyes before revealed something in his mind that troubled him. I wonder what it was.
Perhaps he too hears strange voices talking to him. Perhaps he too has feelings coursing through his body that he does not understand. Feelings of loss, and love, and pain like I do. They are new feelings, yet they are not new. I know that they have been within me forever, yet only now do I feel their true power. Yet I do not understand them. And for the moment, I don't care.
He leads me into my bedroom, and presses me against the door. He breaks the kiss shortly and throws me onto my bed. I can only anticipate what is to come as he peels our clothes off.
I have never felt such happiness in this lifetime.
~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~ * ~
[A/N: What? You actually thought I was going to continue with that scene? Sorry sweeties. This fic's rated PG-13, not R (or NC-17 if ff.net sill had that.). So no naughty scene. But feel free to use your perverted imaginations. Uh-huh, don't deny it. You know you want to. Hehehe.]
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My light is lying next to me, one arm wrapped around my waist. He is fast asleep, and I am not surprised. We had an eventful afternoon, if you take my meaning. [A/N: Hehehe]
My stomach rumbles, and I realize that although it is almost 9:00 at night, I have not eaten anything since breakfast this morning. This morning. Was it really only a little over twelve hours ago that I kissed my light for the first time? Was it really only this morning that my plan began to come together?
My plan. It almost went perfectly. Almost. Yet as I lie here next to my light, I realize that it did not go perfectly as I would have liked it to. For, as I watch my koi slumbering peacefully, a half-smile playing on his soft lips, it occurs to me that the worst possible thing went wrong with my plan. The one thing that I did not wish to happen happened.
I have developed feelings for my light other than lust. Feelings that I have not felt in over 5000 years. Feelings such as love.
~End Chapter 7~
Woot. Chapter 7 is done! Again, thank you soooooo much to all my reviews! *lots and lots of kisses* I cant believe I haven't gotten any flames for this story! Considering that I wasn't even sure if this was a good fic at first, I'm flattered. So thank you all. *huggles all the reviewers till they cant breath* Hehehe.
Next chapter should be up by tomorrow!
~TaLoN~