"Ne, Honda-kun?" Bakura smiled up at his boyfriend. "You're coming over to my place this weekend, right...?" he near cooed, eyes sparkling with mischief.
"You better believe it," Honda said earnestly.
Bakura smiled happily. "Good." He reached up and undid the top button of his uniform. "It's a bit warm in here, don't you think, Honda-kun?"
Honda stared at the leather that showed at Bakura's throat. "Bakura... the cat suit....?"
The pale haired boy smiled innocently.
Honda felt himself begin to go hard. "In school?" He reached out to stroked the revealed sliver of leather.
"Why not? We don't have gym today," Bakura smiled, still looking completely innocent as he caught Honda's finger. "I think the teacher's coming," he said, turning towards the door and moving away.
Honda hardened more, watching Bakura go to his seat. He sat in his own, crossing his legs to try and hide the bulge in his pants.
It seemed that every time Honda looked at Bakura all day the pale boy was playing with his collar or rummaging in his bookbag and causing a cat ear to pop out of it. Honda was glad there are no gym that day. He didn't think he could play any kind of game with the picture of Bakura in leather in his mind.
Just the thought of it. Bakura in leather. Bakura out of leather....
No, don't think about that in school.
Bakura in leather. Bakura meowing at him playfully while wearing leather. Bakura sitting in his lap....
No. Stopping that thought right there.
Little tease. When they got home, Honda was going to pin him to a wall and ravish him....
Finally class was dismissed.
"Ah, Honda-kun, chotto matte yo!" Yuugi's voice called as the smaller boy near ran over to his desk.
Honda stopped his rush to throw everything in his bag. "What?"
"I need to talk to you, is it okay? It's really important!"
Honda twitched, glancing at Bakura. "What is it?"
"There's this senior who's threatened to beat me up after school today," Yuugi began.
"You want me to walk you home?" Honda offered, deflating slightly. Of all the days for Yuugi to appreciate him....
Yuugi gave a nod. "Gomen..."
"Don't worry about it, Yuugi. If you need help I'm your friend and I'll back you up."
The smaller boy brightened. "Arigatou, Honda-kun!" he smiled happily. "I'll get my bag!"
Honda sighed and finished packing up at a much less frantic pace.
"You ready, Honda-kun?" Bakura asked, smiling innocently as he appeared at his boyfriend's side.
Honda sighed. "Yuugi needs me to walk him home because of some bullies," he explained. "I'll be over after that."
Bakura gave a small nod. "All right. I'll wait for you," he smiled before turning and leaving the classroom.
"Honda-kun?" Yuugi asked, voice concerned. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, let's go." Honda sent one more longing look at Bakura and turned resolutely for the door. Now if he could just keep the thought of leather out of his head until after bringing Yuugi home. He paused and sniffed, then looked down at Yuugi. "Yuugi... your collar...."
"It's a new one," Yuugi said. "I wanted to wear it today even if it's still a bit stiff and smelly. Isn't it nice?" He smiled angelically.
Honda wanted to hit his head against a wall. If that senior came after Yuugi he was going to find his ass pounded so hard into a wall he'd never be able to get it out....
Finally, he had finished walking Yuugi home. He'd never noticed that the smaller boy walked so slowly. He was dawdling on purpose, Honda knew it!
'Stop it. You're being paranoid.' Honda sighed. At least it was over now and he could enter this mostly empty apartment and punish Bakura for making his pants too tight.
The door was locked. Why was the door locked? The door was NEVER locked when Bakura knew he was coming.
Honda froze. Maybe something happened to BAKURA on the way here while he was walking YUUGI home! He turned and ran through Bakura's route to and from school, leaning against the building and huffing his breath back. Nothing on first glance. He stalked the way back to the apartment slowly, looking in alleys and around corners just in case.
Still nothing. He tried the door again. It was still locked. He knocked.
"Dare ka?" Bakura's voice called from inside.
Honda breathed a sigh of relief. "Ore yo, Bakura. Why is the door locked?"
"Ah! Honda-kun! Chotto matte yo!" A short while later the door was unlocked. "Come in, Honda-kun," the boy's voice invited sensually.
"Really, Bakura," Honda said, pushing the door open. "When I came here and the door was locked I was worried and...." His voice petered out as he took in the view in front of him.
The entry was lined with lit candles, leading a path deeper into the apartment.
Carefully locking the door behind himself, Honda took off his jacket and followed the candles down the hall to where Bakura waited for him. "You little.... You've been leading me on all day. I should just...." Without finishing the sentence, he leaned down and kissed Bakura deeply.
The boy melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the taller boy, lips parting in invitation.
Honda ravished Bakura's mouth, pulling the smaller boy closer.
Bakura gave a small sound, running his leather gloved hands over Honda's uniform.
"And you are wearing entirely too many clothes, as usual. You'd think a full body leather suit would be enough."
Bakura smiled. "I thought I'd let you enjoy taking care of that," he murmured softly.
Honda smiled, then reached to tug the school uniform jacket off of Bakura, tracing his hands over the boy's leather clad chest.
Bakura purred happily, then gently guided Honda's hands lower to the cloth of his pants.
Honda's eyes widened slightly and he pulled the pants away, smoothing them down the other boy's legs.
Bakura gave a shuddery breath, stepping out of the pile of blue cloth and wrapping his arms around Honda once more.
Honda hugged him tightly, one hand burying itself in the hair at the nape of Bakura's neck to hold his head steady as he was kissed breathless, the other hand going around the boy's waist and resting lightly on his rear.
The pale haired boy melted against the taller boy, eyes closing as he ran his hands down Honda's sides.
Honda shuddered and pulled Bakura closer, pressing him back against the wall and insinuating a leg between Bakura's.
"Honda-kun..." Bakura murmured, sliding his fingers under the taller boy's shirt.
Honda pulled his shirt off, then moved so that instead of pressing Bakura to the wall, he was laying the pale boy out on the bed.
Bakura looked up with a small smile, tracing lines across Honda's chest as he slowly worked his way down to the top of the taller boys pants. "Honda-kun...?" he asked softly as he traced the line of cloth.
Honda shuddered at the touch, and unhappily put his hands over Bakura's. "Better not.... I don't know how well I'd be able to control myself."
"Ii yo," the pale haired boy smiled. "I know you won't hurt me..." he said, looking up into Honda's eyes.
Honda paused, eyes widening. "Bakura, you mean...?"
The boy nodded. "You thought I'd just tease you?" he smiled before going serious again. "Last week, when you held me in the shower.... I realized I wanted to do this... I've been preparing since then to make it be perfect." He put a hand on Honda's cheek. "Honto ni daisuki yo, Honda-kun," he said softly, eyes echoing the emotion.
Honda leaned down and kissed him again, gathering the boy in his arms and holding him close, as if to make them one.
Bakura held him just as tightly, almost melting against him as he parted his lips.
Honda stroked him through the leather, slowly pulling the zipper down. "My Ryou-neko," he breathed. "I don't think I could love you more."
"My Hiro-hentai," the pale haired boy returned with a warm smile as he caressed the taller boy's sides.
With a smile, Honda rubbed noses with Bakura and pulled the sleeves down off the boy's arms. Pulling away to look at Bakura's bare chest, Honda caressed it gently.
Bakura's eyelids fluttered shut and he gave a soft purr, smiling happily as he reached up for the top of Honda's pants, slowly undoing the button before lowering the zipper and sliding the cloth down.
Honda's breath caught at the gentle touch. "You're sure this is real?"
Bakura gave a smile. "You're starting to sound like me. Stop it," he chided lightly, swiping a leather encased finger across Honda's nose.
"I've just wanted to do this so long," Honda explained, pulling the glove off and kissing the finger. "Well," he decided after a moment, "If this is a dream I'm going to make the most of it and then put the practice to good use with the real you." He grinned cockily and removed the other glove, leaving Bakura naked to the waist with cat ears still on his head.
The pale haired boy smiled happily. "My silly Hiro-hentai," he said softly, resuming his gentle caresses before leaning up to kiss the boy's collar bone.
Honda smiled, gathering Bakura close. "I'll make you purr, my Ryou-neko," he promised.
Bakura gave a satisfied sigh, curled up against Honda's chest in a tired afterglow. "Hiro..." he murmured lovingly.
"Didn't I say I'd make you purr?" Honda asked smugly.
"Mmm," Bakura smiled, snuggling closer. "You were wonderful..."
"So were you," Honda answered with a smile, hugging Bakura close. After a pause, he spoke again. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Not really," Bakura assured. "You were careful enough," he smiled, tracing lines on Honda's chest.
"I'm glad," Honda said, stroking Bakura's hair. He laughed, discovering that the pale boy still had the cat ears on.
"Nani?" Bakura asked, looking up curiously.
Honda laughed again, and stroked Bakura's hair. "Good Ryou-neko," he said.
The boy gave a soft purr, smiling as he nuzzled against Honda's hand, playing along.
Honda scratched behind Bakura's ears. "Where's a ball of yarn when you need one?"
Bakura gave a laugh. "Mou, Hiro," he chided with a smile.
"You just look so kittenish with those ears," Honda teased.
"So this is what you do to kittens, hmm?" Bakura teased back. "I should fear for poor Bastet then."
"Only male kittens who ask me to," Honda returned.
"So if Yuugi-kun borrowed my ears and hit on you, then?" Bakura continued to tease, smiling impishly.
"I don't know," Honda said, pretending to think seriously. "Yuugi's a bit short. And if I tried anything, Kaiba would kill me."
"Mou, Honda-kun!" Bakura laughed, pretending to punch the taller boy in the shoulder.
"However, there is only one," Honda held up one finger, "Kitten that I would give my heart to."
Bakura smiled happily, hugging the taller boy. "And there's only one hentai I would give my love too."
"Really? Who?" Honda asked with a grin, nuzzling against Bakura's hair.
"Boku no Hiro-hentai," Bakura smiled, snuggling against the boy. "The only one I'd wear a leather suit to school for. You wouldn't believe how difficult it made today," he laughed lightly. "I almost got detention for taking too long in the bathroom."
"Damn, Bakura, do you know what you did to me today? And then Yuugi...."
The boy chuckled softly. "Gomen... I needed the time to set up, so I asked him to distract you long enough."
"Distracting is one thing, but he went too far!" Honda protested.
"Eh? How so?" Bakura asked.
"He SMELLED of leather. He was wearing a new collar."
"Hidoi Yuugi-kun," Bakura laughed lightly. "I was suppose to be the only one teasing you."
"Teasing isn't the right word for it, Bakura," Honda groaned.
"Eh?" Bakura blinked.
"Torture is more like it. I'm just glad that the school uniforms are loose enough that I didn't completely make an idiot of myself!"
"Gomen yo, Hiro...." Bakura said softly, looking down. "I didn't realize..."
"I don't think I learned anything today. All my notes are about you and leather."
Bakura gave a small smile. "Gomen... I thought you'd like it..."
"I did! But I couldn't stop thinking about dragging you into the boy's room and taking it off you!"
"That's what I was going for," Bakura smiled near impishly.
"Oh," Honda said with a surprised expression. "And here I was worried about what would happen if someone came into the bathroom...."
"Not the bathroom part!" Bakura protested with a laugh.
"In the classroom? Kinky, Ryou-neko!" Honda teased.
"Honda-kuuuuuun!" Bakura laughed, swatting the boy lightly with a pillow. "You know what I meant!"
Honda laughed in return, hugging his naked boyfriend close under the blankets. "I love you," he said.
"I love you too, even when you're being a silly hentai," Bakura smiled, kissing his lover lightly.
"You better believe it," Honda said earnestly.
Bakura smiled happily. "Good." He reached up and undid the top button of his uniform. "It's a bit warm in here, don't you think, Honda-kun?"
Honda stared at the leather that showed at Bakura's throat. "Bakura... the cat suit....?"
The pale haired boy smiled innocently.
Honda felt himself begin to go hard. "In school?" He reached out to stroked the revealed sliver of leather.
"Why not? We don't have gym today," Bakura smiled, still looking completely innocent as he caught Honda's finger. "I think the teacher's coming," he said, turning towards the door and moving away.
Honda hardened more, watching Bakura go to his seat. He sat in his own, crossing his legs to try and hide the bulge in his pants.
It seemed that every time Honda looked at Bakura all day the pale boy was playing with his collar or rummaging in his bookbag and causing a cat ear to pop out of it. Honda was glad there are no gym that day. He didn't think he could play any kind of game with the picture of Bakura in leather in his mind.
Just the thought of it. Bakura in leather. Bakura out of leather....
No, don't think about that in school.
Bakura in leather. Bakura meowing at him playfully while wearing leather. Bakura sitting in his lap....
No. Stopping that thought right there.
Little tease. When they got home, Honda was going to pin him to a wall and ravish him....
Finally class was dismissed.
"Ah, Honda-kun, chotto matte yo!" Yuugi's voice called as the smaller boy near ran over to his desk.
Honda stopped his rush to throw everything in his bag. "What?"
"I need to talk to you, is it okay? It's really important!"
Honda twitched, glancing at Bakura. "What is it?"
"There's this senior who's threatened to beat me up after school today," Yuugi began.
"You want me to walk you home?" Honda offered, deflating slightly. Of all the days for Yuugi to appreciate him....
Yuugi gave a nod. "Gomen..."
"Don't worry about it, Yuugi. If you need help I'm your friend and I'll back you up."
The smaller boy brightened. "Arigatou, Honda-kun!" he smiled happily. "I'll get my bag!"
Honda sighed and finished packing up at a much less frantic pace.
"You ready, Honda-kun?" Bakura asked, smiling innocently as he appeared at his boyfriend's side.
Honda sighed. "Yuugi needs me to walk him home because of some bullies," he explained. "I'll be over after that."
Bakura gave a small nod. "All right. I'll wait for you," he smiled before turning and leaving the classroom.
"Honda-kun?" Yuugi asked, voice concerned. "Are you okay?"
"Yeah, let's go." Honda sent one more longing look at Bakura and turned resolutely for the door. Now if he could just keep the thought of leather out of his head until after bringing Yuugi home. He paused and sniffed, then looked down at Yuugi. "Yuugi... your collar...."
"It's a new one," Yuugi said. "I wanted to wear it today even if it's still a bit stiff and smelly. Isn't it nice?" He smiled angelically.
Honda wanted to hit his head against a wall. If that senior came after Yuugi he was going to find his ass pounded so hard into a wall he'd never be able to get it out....
Finally, he had finished walking Yuugi home. He'd never noticed that the smaller boy walked so slowly. He was dawdling on purpose, Honda knew it!
'Stop it. You're being paranoid.' Honda sighed. At least it was over now and he could enter this mostly empty apartment and punish Bakura for making his pants too tight.
The door was locked. Why was the door locked? The door was NEVER locked when Bakura knew he was coming.
Honda froze. Maybe something happened to BAKURA on the way here while he was walking YUUGI home! He turned and ran through Bakura's route to and from school, leaning against the building and huffing his breath back. Nothing on first glance. He stalked the way back to the apartment slowly, looking in alleys and around corners just in case.
Still nothing. He tried the door again. It was still locked. He knocked.
"Dare ka?" Bakura's voice called from inside.
Honda breathed a sigh of relief. "Ore yo, Bakura. Why is the door locked?"
"Ah! Honda-kun! Chotto matte yo!" A short while later the door was unlocked. "Come in, Honda-kun," the boy's voice invited sensually.
"Really, Bakura," Honda said, pushing the door open. "When I came here and the door was locked I was worried and...." His voice petered out as he took in the view in front of him.
The entry was lined with lit candles, leading a path deeper into the apartment.
Carefully locking the door behind himself, Honda took off his jacket and followed the candles down the hall to where Bakura waited for him. "You little.... You've been leading me on all day. I should just...." Without finishing the sentence, he leaned down and kissed Bakura deeply.
The boy melted into the kiss, wrapping his arms around the taller boy, lips parting in invitation.
Honda ravished Bakura's mouth, pulling the smaller boy closer.
Bakura gave a small sound, running his leather gloved hands over Honda's uniform.
"And you are wearing entirely too many clothes, as usual. You'd think a full body leather suit would be enough."
Bakura smiled. "I thought I'd let you enjoy taking care of that," he murmured softly.
Honda smiled, then reached to tug the school uniform jacket off of Bakura, tracing his hands over the boy's leather clad chest.
Bakura purred happily, then gently guided Honda's hands lower to the cloth of his pants.
Honda's eyes widened slightly and he pulled the pants away, smoothing them down the other boy's legs.
Bakura gave a shuddery breath, stepping out of the pile of blue cloth and wrapping his arms around Honda once more.
Honda hugged him tightly, one hand burying itself in the hair at the nape of Bakura's neck to hold his head steady as he was kissed breathless, the other hand going around the boy's waist and resting lightly on his rear.
The pale haired boy melted against the taller boy, eyes closing as he ran his hands down Honda's sides.
Honda shuddered and pulled Bakura closer, pressing him back against the wall and insinuating a leg between Bakura's.
"Honda-kun..." Bakura murmured, sliding his fingers under the taller boy's shirt.
Honda pulled his shirt off, then moved so that instead of pressing Bakura to the wall, he was laying the pale boy out on the bed.
Bakura looked up with a small smile, tracing lines across Honda's chest as he slowly worked his way down to the top of the taller boys pants. "Honda-kun...?" he asked softly as he traced the line of cloth.
Honda shuddered at the touch, and unhappily put his hands over Bakura's. "Better not.... I don't know how well I'd be able to control myself."
"Ii yo," the pale haired boy smiled. "I know you won't hurt me..." he said, looking up into Honda's eyes.
Honda paused, eyes widening. "Bakura, you mean...?"
The boy nodded. "You thought I'd just tease you?" he smiled before going serious again. "Last week, when you held me in the shower.... I realized I wanted to do this... I've been preparing since then to make it be perfect." He put a hand on Honda's cheek. "Honto ni daisuki yo, Honda-kun," he said softly, eyes echoing the emotion.
Honda leaned down and kissed him again, gathering the boy in his arms and holding him close, as if to make them one.
Bakura held him just as tightly, almost melting against him as he parted his lips.
Honda stroked him through the leather, slowly pulling the zipper down. "My Ryou-neko," he breathed. "I don't think I could love you more."
"My Hiro-hentai," the pale haired boy returned with a warm smile as he caressed the taller boy's sides.
With a smile, Honda rubbed noses with Bakura and pulled the sleeves down off the boy's arms. Pulling away to look at Bakura's bare chest, Honda caressed it gently.
Bakura's eyelids fluttered shut and he gave a soft purr, smiling happily as he reached up for the top of Honda's pants, slowly undoing the button before lowering the zipper and sliding the cloth down.
Honda's breath caught at the gentle touch. "You're sure this is real?"
Bakura gave a smile. "You're starting to sound like me. Stop it," he chided lightly, swiping a leather encased finger across Honda's nose.
"I've just wanted to do this so long," Honda explained, pulling the glove off and kissing the finger. "Well," he decided after a moment, "If this is a dream I'm going to make the most of it and then put the practice to good use with the real you." He grinned cockily and removed the other glove, leaving Bakura naked to the waist with cat ears still on his head.
The pale haired boy smiled happily. "My silly Hiro-hentai," he said softly, resuming his gentle caresses before leaning up to kiss the boy's collar bone.
Honda smiled, gathering Bakura close. "I'll make you purr, my Ryou-neko," he promised.
Bakura gave a satisfied sigh, curled up against Honda's chest in a tired afterglow. "Hiro..." he murmured lovingly.
"Didn't I say I'd make you purr?" Honda asked smugly.
"Mmm," Bakura smiled, snuggling closer. "You were wonderful..."
"So were you," Honda answered with a smile, hugging Bakura close. After a pause, he spoke again. "I didn't hurt you, did I?"
"Not really," Bakura assured. "You were careful enough," he smiled, tracing lines on Honda's chest.
"I'm glad," Honda said, stroking Bakura's hair. He laughed, discovering that the pale boy still had the cat ears on.
"Nani?" Bakura asked, looking up curiously.
Honda laughed again, and stroked Bakura's hair. "Good Ryou-neko," he said.
The boy gave a soft purr, smiling as he nuzzled against Honda's hand, playing along.
Honda scratched behind Bakura's ears. "Where's a ball of yarn when you need one?"
Bakura gave a laugh. "Mou, Hiro," he chided with a smile.
"You just look so kittenish with those ears," Honda teased.
"So this is what you do to kittens, hmm?" Bakura teased back. "I should fear for poor Bastet then."
"Only male kittens who ask me to," Honda returned.
"So if Yuugi-kun borrowed my ears and hit on you, then?" Bakura continued to tease, smiling impishly.
"I don't know," Honda said, pretending to think seriously. "Yuugi's a bit short. And if I tried anything, Kaiba would kill me."
"Mou, Honda-kun!" Bakura laughed, pretending to punch the taller boy in the shoulder.
"However, there is only one," Honda held up one finger, "Kitten that I would give my heart to."
Bakura smiled happily, hugging the taller boy. "And there's only one hentai I would give my love too."
"Really? Who?" Honda asked with a grin, nuzzling against Bakura's hair.
"Boku no Hiro-hentai," Bakura smiled, snuggling against the boy. "The only one I'd wear a leather suit to school for. You wouldn't believe how difficult it made today," he laughed lightly. "I almost got detention for taking too long in the bathroom."
"Damn, Bakura, do you know what you did to me today? And then Yuugi...."
The boy chuckled softly. "Gomen... I needed the time to set up, so I asked him to distract you long enough."
"Distracting is one thing, but he went too far!" Honda protested.
"Eh? How so?" Bakura asked.
"He SMELLED of leather. He was wearing a new collar."
"Hidoi Yuugi-kun," Bakura laughed lightly. "I was suppose to be the only one teasing you."
"Teasing isn't the right word for it, Bakura," Honda groaned.
"Eh?" Bakura blinked.
"Torture is more like it. I'm just glad that the school uniforms are loose enough that I didn't completely make an idiot of myself!"
"Gomen yo, Hiro...." Bakura said softly, looking down. "I didn't realize..."
"I don't think I learned anything today. All my notes are about you and leather."
Bakura gave a small smile. "Gomen... I thought you'd like it..."
"I did! But I couldn't stop thinking about dragging you into the boy's room and taking it off you!"
"That's what I was going for," Bakura smiled near impishly.
"Oh," Honda said with a surprised expression. "And here I was worried about what would happen if someone came into the bathroom...."
"Not the bathroom part!" Bakura protested with a laugh.
"In the classroom? Kinky, Ryou-neko!" Honda teased.
"Honda-kuuuuuun!" Bakura laughed, swatting the boy lightly with a pillow. "You know what I meant!"
Honda laughed in return, hugging his naked boyfriend close under the blankets. "I love you," he said.
"I love you too, even when you're being a silly hentai," Bakura smiled, kissing his lover lightly.