The Eternal Gem
Warning: Two lemons are in this chapter! It contains graphic sex between our couples, so if it bothers you, please don't read!
Chapter 7: A Perfect Day
The trip back to the palace was in much brighter spirits. Marik's ship had sailed too far away from shore because of the storm Isis had created, so he was forced to ride back on Yami's ship. He remained with his faithful friend Rishid on the main deck looking over the edge at the sea as they headed back. Yuugi was attached to his love's side the entire way back, blushing and holding onto him securely. Ryou, on the other hand, was trying not to cling to Bakura as they stood next to one another, also staring out at the sea and the scenery before them. He took side-glances at the taller man and looked away when Bakura even tilted his head in his direction. The truth was he was nervous about what he was feeling. He knew he really liked the young man next to him but since the day before on the way to the island, when Bakura conveniently trapped him so close after he had saved his life, Ryou felt emotions he had never experienced before.
Ever since the first time he and Bakura had kissed, the older boy had continued making sexual remarks and often coaxed him into making out. After Bakura had told him he could wait, however, and then had kissed him passionately, something deep inside of him had awoken; a desire that he hadn't known was there before. It was as if, now that he knew Bakura truly liked him and wasn't using him, he had begun to feel physically attracted to him. Unfortunately, the foreign emotion was making him feel more timid around him. He hoped at some point there would be an opportunity to show he wanted their relationship to progress. Ryou felt the familiar sensation of a blush heating his cheeks. He stole a glance at Bakura who was silently staring out at the sea. There was a strong urge inside of him wanting to reach out and grasp the older boy's hand. His fingers shook as he lifted a hand gently from the wooden edge of the ship.
"Land in sight!" one of the viziers shouted, pointing.
Bakura's head turned and Ryou instinctively pulled his hand away quickly. The thudding of his heart was strong but he ignored it for the time being. The ship approached shore and Ryou felt relief seep through him. Finally, it was truly over. As the ship was docked, Ryou followed Bakura and the others as they came onto land. Marik, Rishid and the other helpers went in the opposite direction while Isis followed beside her pharaoh. Bakura was staring after Marik with a suspicious glare but he was still dragging along behind them while Ryou walked beside him. One time, during the walk, he accidentally brushed up against the older boy and the darker eyes gazed upon him but all he did was murmur a sorry and made sure to keep a bigger distance between them.
The palace was a welcomed sight as the exhausted group approached the doors. Fidil greeted them seconds later and Yami revealed to him what had occurred. Ryou was so intent on listening that he didn't notice the slight gust of wind immediately. When he did hear something, he inclined his body in the direction of the stairs where the ex tomb robber was headed. Slipping away from the conversation, the younger boy approached him but stopped at the bottom of the stairs.
"Bakura?" he inquired softly, his large eyes alight with shyness.
The other boy halted in his progression and tilted his head to glance over his shoulder.
"Where are you going?" he inquired with a bit more confidence, staring at him with a mixture of uncertainty and curiosity.
"Upstairs to take a nap. I'm not used to saving Egypt like you and Yuugi," his low voice responded as a smile flickered across his face. His eyes remained fixed into the lighter brown eyes staring up at him. A second later, his gaze turned away and the white-blonde haired boy watched him as he continued until he was out of sight.
"Ryou?"
Whirling around leisurely, he met Yuugi's curious gaze. The smaller boy was a bit pink still but had a glow about him.
"What are you doing over here?" his voice fluctuated as curious violet eyes remained fixed on him.
Shaking his head, Ryou smiled. "Nothing. What did Fidil say?"
"Well he and Yami talked about the wedding," he flushed cutely, "and Yami's having invitations made and ready to be sent out by early this evening."
"Really? So when is the wedding being held?"
"Tomorrow," Yuugi's eyes lit up. "And I was wondering if you'd like to help me get things set up today."
A smile was given in response and Ryou nodded. "I'd love to."
"Great! I have to go up and write to my grandpa. I wonder how he'll react…," Yuugi trailed off for a second with a slightly worried expression. "Well, I'll be right back down!" he smiled, giving him a tight hug and a chaste kiss on the cheek.
Watching the excited prince run up the stairs, Ryou suddenly felt a twinge of envy. He and the pharaoh could show their love so openly, but he couldn't even tell Bakura exactly how he felt about him…or even ask him if they were boyfriends. A warm hand caused him to turn and he gazed up into the pharaoh's gentle eyes.
"How are you doing?" he smiled.
Ryou gave him a grateful nod. "I'm fine, just tired. Yuugi said the preparations are going to be done today. So what would you like me to do?"
"I believe Yuugi wants you to help him with his ceremonial robe. A couple of my viziers are going to ask him what color, material and design he'd like. I think he wants your opinion," Yami's eyes softened as he finished.
"Okay," he responded with a tranquil smile while pushing a couple white-blonde bangs out of the way.
Yami chuckled as the strands came back down in his face. Helping him brush them back, he gave the younger boy a gentle, caring smile as his features softened.
"Also, you will be picking out your own robe. It will be because of the special occasion but also Yuugi wants you to be the one who places the jade wreath on his head."
"Jade wreath?" Ryou blinked with wide, innocent-like eyes. "What's it for?" he inquired as his head tilted in curiosity.
"It is the finale of the love ritual, which will be taking place during the time when the marriage vows are said. A Healer will be bestowing us with blessings as our vows are being said and at the end of this ritual a jade wreath is placed on the heads of the two souls that are joining together. It is a symbol of everlasting love and eternal happiness in the afterlife. It is to be done by someone close to them," Yami's smile widened. "And Yuugi wants you to do it."
Ryou's eyes were wide with disbelief. "But…why me? Why not his grandpa or Jou or someone?"
Chuckling softly, Yami wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "You are just as special to him as they are. But you and he have been through so much together. He told me his grandpa would already be in tears in the crowd so it would be better for him not to come forward since he might not be able to stop himself from crying. Also, Jou and your other friends are important to him too and they'll be there to witness, for invitations are being sent to them as well, but he could only choose one. And since you both survived a great ordeal your bond is stronger. That is why he chose you."
Light tears were slipping from the corners of his saddened eyes, but Ryou smiled tenderly none-the-less.
"That means so much to me…"
"Yes and it would be an honor," Yami's expression brightened.
Soft thumping made Ryou turn his head and he quickly wiped the stray tears away. Yuugi came running down the stairs both out-of-breath and energetic.
"It's been sent!" he quipped happily.
Yami grinned in amusement and embraced him as Yuugi leapt into his arms.
"I must go help my viziers prepare in the central plaza. I will see you tonight," Yam's eyes softened as he bopped Yuugi on the nose. "And I'll see you tomorrow," he gave a caring smile in Ryou's direction, who nodded enthusiastically in return.
Yami released his hold on Yuugi who gave him a loving smile before the pharaoh turned and went on his way. Once the pharaoh was out of sight, Ryou glanced at Yuugi.
"Thank you Yuugi, for choosing me."
Yuugi blinked with wide eyes for a second, but soon he smiled, understanding. "You're welcome. Come on, let's go pick out our robes!" he exclaimed, grabbing hold of Ryou and forcing him to run into the other room.
In the sitting room, various materials were laid out on top of the couches and chairs. There were assortments of colors, fabrics, designs and so many of them that Yuugi and Ryou found their eyes moving around trying to take them all in. Violet eyes widened when they caught sight of the perfect material: a gorgeous dove-white fabric with subtle imprints of vines sewn in. It was almost like the robe in his dream, only it wasn't velvet. Still, it captured his attention much more than the rest of them.
"Does the prince like this satin fabric?"
Whirling around, the two boys finally noticed the seven women viziers in the room sitting nearby the fabrics. They had been so entranced by the robes that they hadn't noticed them. The soft smile that graced Yuugi's features told them the answer. Turning, Yuugi caught his friend's gaze.
"What do you think Ryou?"
Ryou studied it and smiled. "I think it's beautiful. All the fabrics are beautiful, but you look nice in white."
Flushing slightly, Yuugi smiled in thanks and nodded toward her. Immediately, the vizier picked up the fabric and began measuring him. The others started helping as well. One of them was guiding Ryou around and waiting for him to decide. Yuugi pointed out some fabrics that he thought complimented the taller boy's skin. Blushing, the white-haired boy caught himself wondering which one Bakura would like. He finally chose a dark bronze-colored one that nearly matched the color of his eyes, except that his eyes didn't appear metallic. It was a shade off, but the dark metallic appearance against his fair skin made him appear exotic, especially when both he and Yuugi had black charcoal put on the lids of their eyes. Not much was brushed on but just enough that their eyes would stand more. Their skin was also cleansed with a butter-soft cream to make their skin look smooth and shiny.
It took several hours but when the viziers had finished their robe and added the final touches to show them how they would look the next day, the two boys were at a loss of words standing in front of a mirror. Yuugi's robe was more flattering in that there were elegant folds draping over his legs and flowing a bit in the back. And it was crossed over one shoulder like a toga and wrapped around in back, finished by being wound neatly around his waist. Ryou's however, though it wasn't as intricately done, was just as alluring.
"You look amazing!" Yuugi chirped, poking his friend in the side. "I'm certain Bakura will be drooling the entire time."
The blood within him rose all the way to the top of his head, lingering in his face and making it very obvious that he was embarrassed by the smaller boy's statement. Ryou tried to hide the shy smile that flickered to his face, but Yuugi laughed cheerfully, having spotted it, and embraced his friend tightly.
"Tomorrow is going to be the best day ever!"
Ryou smiled again, much more noticeably and tilted his head to face the mirror. The young boy with dark eyes, fair skin and a fancy robe that clung to every curve of his body, wasn't recognizable as the timid boy growing up. Ryou was always into his studies and never really social; at least not until he met Yuugi.
The violet-eyed boy hadn't been social beforehand either. He had grown up teased and ridiculed, but he had found sanctity in his Duel Monster cards. They kept him company when he had no friends before. It wasn't just the cards, but Yuugi was always an optimistic person so he made himself feel better even when there was no one else beside his grandpa who saw the young man he could become. And then one day one of the Domino High's top basketball jock, who also loved watching dueling, though he played for money and idolized Seto Kaiba, saw him playing with Duel Monster cards and saw that he had some very valuable and rare cards. He interrogated poor Yuugi and found out his grandpa owned the dueling shop. Angry that Yuugi had access to more cards than he did the jock cornered him and set a dueling match in the cafeteria that day. He brought all his jerk friends with him and all the cheerleaders to make a scene so that other students would come by and watch. Sure enough, the cafeteria was crowded around a particular table. However cocky the bully had been, he was certainly wiped out in ten minutes by that of Yuugi Mutoh. And soon after that he had enough confidence to join a mediocre dueling tournament and it all began from there.
Although Ryou had never been bullied much, he remained very passive and unsocial. He kept his head in books and studies, especially while living in Britain with his adopted family for several years. He transferred into Domino High a year previously and since then had found happiness with Yuugi and the group of friends he had made while becoming the famous duelist he was. Ryou was welcomed immediately into the group and they became his only and best friends. But love was another thing all together. He and Yuugi both had been the most naïve of the group and definitely inexperienced. Neither one of them had had a relationship.
Yuugi had fan now and again—girls that threw themselves at him because of the duelist he was—but Yuugi never pursued them. He was patient and kind and wanted to wait until he found someone special. And now he had; in just one meeting Yuugi's whole life had changed and now he was getting married to a pharaoh and he was very much in love. The first time Ryou found out about the prophecy and Yuugi's life change upon meeting Yami, he was happy and envious all at once. When he saw Bakura for the first time, he hadn't noticed anything other than their similar appearances; though the older boy was darker and taller. He wondered if he too had been lucky enough to find true love. His thoughts often dwelled on the ex tomb robber and he had been his first kiss. Perhaps he would end up just as happy as Yuugi was with Yami.
"Come on, Ryou. We're going to go help out in the kitchen," Yuugi grinned, tugging on his arm.
Ryou nodded and glanced once more in the mirror before allowing his friend to lead him out. The two of them set off for the kitchen to help the viziers prepare the cakes, sweets, and meals for the banquet after the ceremony. As they began to fetch bowls and ingredients to help, Ryou caught himself slipping into silence and thinking about Bakura, even for split seconds. He wondered how the next day would go; perhaps he would finally get some courage to tell Bakura that he really liked him and that he wanted them to become boyfriends, which meant he wanted to become more serious with him. It may not have been a great deal of time that they had known each other, but time wasn't important, not for this particular meeting just like when Yuugi met Yami. Perhaps it was because they were from different eras or because magic was involved so it felt like time passed much more quickly between them. Either way, Ryou was ready to give Bakura everything.
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The next day: Wedding Ceremony; 8:15 a.m.
A beautiful song filled the air, traveling through the air and reaching far behind the place where it was coming from. In the center of the city, lie the town's Central Plaza; a spacious and lively center. It was also the spot where the festival had taken place; there was plenty of room so that all the hoards of people coming in would have space. In the very center of the plaza itself, a gazebo was situated in which stood Yami beside the Priest and a Healer (who would perform the Love Ritual). The crowd of the city folk and the pharaoh's viziers, advisors and friends stood in a circle around the gazebo.
Beyond the spacious grounds where the people stood watching and waiting for the ceremony to begin, were tables upon tables covered in delicious foods. Several tables were full of meals such as lamb cooked to perfection with the best of Egypt's spices and covered in a spicy, herb sauce. Plus there were other foods such as rice, potatoes, other meats and dishes served. The other tables held sweets of all kinds covered in chocolate or marshmallow toppings. In the center of one of the tables was a tall, fancy wedding cake with a golden candy crown on top with Egyptian words that stood for the pharaoh and his prince. The cake itself was a rich chocolate cake beneath the layers of frothy icing and chocolate and raspberry syrups. Fruit pieces were also placed on the edges of each of the cake pieces, like the bottom of the wedding cake was the largest and it got smaller toward the top. The only different from a modern cake was the taste; it was rich and creamy, but Isis was more aware of modern day things and had seen pictures of wedding cakes when she searched for them. It was Isis who was singing such a lovely melody, in Egyptian, that held vows of true love and friendship.
Around the gazebo were vines of lotus flowers weaving in and out. There were also beautiful pots painted over with a thin coat of gold holding an array of flowers. Mixtures of azaleas and roses and daffodils with white outer petals and pink centers were neatly pressed inside the pots which were placed a foot around the gazebo. The entire plaza smelled so fresh and inviting. A gorgeous golden-colored, velvet rug was placed on the ground leading up to the gazebo. It wasn't very long, but long enough that it covered the three small steps up to the gazebo and ran down toward the crowd. Fidil stood nearby the gazebo, in the front of the crowd on the left side, smiling up at his pharaoh. Although the entire city was there to watch, somehow everyone was able to fit. Some people stood inside buildings and looked out while others stood on top of hills nearby. However they came and stood around, the city was buzzing with excitement and watching anxiously for the wedding ceremony to continue.
The melody stopped and Isis closed her eyes, signaling she was finished. The people in the crowd watched with wonder as the Healer began murmuring Egyptian phrases and blessing the pharaoh with everlasting happiness and love in the afterlife. As the Healer finished, Isis then placed a crown of jade upon the pharaoh's head and held his hand while the Healer then said a few more words. Seconds later, Yami turned to face the crowd and approaching the carpet was Yuugi, dressed in his royal, fitted robe that hung so lovely around his body. The viziers, at the last minute, decided to place strings of pearls with the sash of satin material around his waist. It flowed out gracefully and the dove-white color seemed to almost meld with his skin, although it was still noticeable that the material was a shade darker. The sun was shining brightly upon the younger boy as he moved in; his crown glittering as the rays caressed it. Beside him was Ryou, who walked only a step behind, as told, also wearing his enchanting robe that glimmered in the sunlight.
Yuugi felt his heart pounding nervously as he approached the gazebo and began walking up the steps. He could feel Yami's eyes on him, gazing at him lovingly, as he stood in his respective spot. The Healer immediately began voicing phrases in Egyptian and blessing him with outstretched arms and throwing pink and white rose petals over him, like he had done to Yami. When he finished and bowed to Yuugi, Ryou was then given the wreath of jade trinkets that he gracefully placed atop Yuugi's head. Ryou could see the prince's eyes shining with happiness like he had never seen before and he snuck a subtle smile to him.
The pharaoh and Yuugi then faced one another and the priest stepped forward, ready to read about marriage and all that they would be sharing together. Ryou stepped back, as Isis had, and disappeared into the crowd to watch the rest of the ceremony. He saw Jou and Honda clutching at one another next to a sobbing Sugoroku Mutoh. Anzu was watching with teary eyes and caught sight of him and waved. Ryou gave her a smile and a wave and then set off to find a place to stand. What he wanted most was to find someone very specific to stand near.
His light brown eyes halted as they set sight on a breathtaking view. Bakura stood in the crowd, not up front but not far away either, wearing a gorgeous light blue robe that was open on the side showing his tan legs. The light color complimented his tanned skin and dark eyes, as well as his darker blonde hair. The intense dark brown eyes were hidden from him since his attention was on the ceremony, but Ryou could feel his chest tightening in anxiety. He had to go to him. Slipping past people, he made his way through the crowd to the other side where the older boy was positioned. As he neared he clearly saw that the robe was very fitting on him. It wasn't fancy, but it left the chest noticeable and clung to him securely. Ryou swallowed thickly as he neared him and gently pushed past a family to get up to him. Feeling his heart beating erratically, Ryou went up next to him and purposefully brushed up against him softly. Bakura's gaze settled down on him and Ryou hesitated before glancing up at him and smiling. The dark eyes were so exotic that he had a hard time looking away, but he managed to focus his attention back on the wedding.
Yuugi and Yami were now holding hands as the priest blessed them and asked for their vows. The other difference of a modern wedding was that their rings were already on each other's fingers, since Yuugi had given it to him earlier. They didn't need that however because their love was more important than placing the rings on during the vows.
"Do you pharaoh Yami, take prince Yuugi as your beloved and vow to cherish and protect him for the rest of your lives, no matter what occurs in the future, even when your souls meet up again in the afterlife?"
"I do," Yami smiled as his eyes dimmed with affection toward the younger boy.
"And do you prince Yuugi take pharaoh Yami as your beloved and vow to cherish and protect him for the rest of your lives, no matter what occurs in the future, even when your souls meet up again in the afterlife?"
"I do," Yuugi answered softly, smiling lovingly up at the crimson-eyed man.
As the vows were being said, the Healer softly murmured praises in Egyptian and circled them, throwing petals over them until the priest told them to kiss. Even from the distance, Ryou saw Yuugi blush slightly and Yami leaned down cupping his face as he kissed him gently, but fully on the lips. Yuugi's arms wound around his neck and even as they continued to hold the loving kiss cheers and praises erupted in the crowd and soon everyone was clapping. Ryou clapped as well and then glanced at Bakura who was clapping, but not as enthusiastically as everyone else. When Bakura's hand went back to his side, Ryou gulped and blushed as he reached out a shaky hand and grasped the older boy's.
He kept his gaze focused on Yuugi and Yami, smiling as if he was still watching them while holding Bakura's hand. The truth was that he couldn't look at the older boy; he still felt shy and didn't know how to voice his feelings so he decided to show a bit more. He felt the older boy's hand slip out of his and his eyes widened in shock. A warm arm wrapped around his shoulders and Ryou blinked, glancing up into Bakura's face. The younger boy's expression was fairly surprised but the older boy just stared down at him with dark eyes, keeping his arm wrapped around him tightly. Very slowly, his lips curled into a smile and Ryou's breath caught in his throat. The arm around his shoulder slipped down to his waist and he felt the hold tighten.
The cheers were beginning to drown out to the beating of his heart. His body was pushed closer to Bakura's and he saw the gaze in his eyes before he began to bend down. Ryou was trying to calm himself and prepare for it; slowly he tilted his chin upward and closed his eyes as the older boy's lips descended upon his. The kiss was almost electric since they hadn't been that close since two days previously. Ryou found himself lost in the kiss and forgetting he was in a large crowd during Yuugi's wedding. Although the wedding was over, the cheers continued but the younger boy didn't even notice.
His shaky arms wound around Bakura's neck and he felt the older boy's hold on him tighten even more. Soon their lips were caressing over one another in a passionate dance as they were oblivious to the people around them. A warm, gentle hand slipped beneath Ryou's robe and he gasped softly, breaking the lip-lock as the hand clutched the back of his bare thigh. His eyes flickered open and Bakura smirked seductively down at him, bending down toward his ear.
"We'll continue this later," he whispered, brushing up against the side of his cheek.
The seductive smirk didn't look lust-filled like Ryou had once thought, but rather just enticing and full of desire. Bakura did care about him, that much was certain and now finally their relationship would progress to a more serious level. The hand was beginning to pull away, but Ryou pressed closer to stop the hand from moving. The dark gaze was upon him again, but he no longer felt intimidated or overly shy.
"It's okay," he said quietly, glancing up into the older boy's questioning face. "You can keep it there for a little longer if you like."
The small blush was inevitable, but Bakura's lips just curled back into a grin and the hand on the back of his thigh tightened and gently caressed. Ryou laid his head against Bakura's chest sighing inwardly with content. His arms slid down to Bakura's back and he held him in the embrace for several minutes longer until the crowd began parting to head toward food and refreshments and also to congratulate the pharaoh and his prince. They had apparently remained in the gazebo as the clapping finished and waved to the people. When Ryou and Bakura finally broke out of their embrace, Ryou realized that Yuugi was being suffocated by his grandpa and other friends. He grinned with mirth and he felt Bakura's eyes upon him. A hand grasped his chin and turned it to face him.
"Go visit with your friends while I go get some food. Later tonight, at around midnight, meet me back here," he said quietly.
Ryou blinked curiously and his face held an intrigued expression. "How come so late?"
"Because everyone will be back inside their houses. No one walks around past that time," Bakura said, his eyes glistening. "I'll see you then."
He left without another word and Ryou stared after him in wonder. Smiling to himself, he went over to join Yuugi and soon was engulfed in a hug by Anzu who congratulated him for doing so well. Soon the friends were catching up and Yuugi's grandpa, still teary-eyed, went to get some food since he was starving. The friends also went to get food and sat with one another; Yuugi's cheeks were no longer flushed pink as he ate away and updated the rest of them on what had happened. Ryou also helped to explain the other run-in with Kontar and the island. They also had to break the news that they would be living in Egypt, but that they could visit their friends any time.
The celebration lasted almost the whole day, but it was so much fun. Yuugi got tons of gifts and compliments showered upon him and during the last few hours of the celebration he stayed by Yami's side while Ryou sat with their friends. He didn't see Bakura that whole rest of the time and he felt exhausted when the celebration finally ended. He and Yuugi said goodbye to their friends and his grandpa before heading back to the palace. Yuugi gave Ryou a huge hug, grinning, before he made his way upstairs with Yami. Ryou blushed, wondering what the newly weds would do together that night, but then his thoughts were directed toward Bakura. He still had over an hour before meeting him back at the central plaza. Deciding to take a shower, Ryou headed to his room and slipped off the nice robe. The shower felt good on his skin and he was thankful to relax after an eventful day.
He took a longer shower than expected and when he got out he threw his towel on the floor and dressed back into the robe he had been wearing. Peering out of his room, he took off down the hall, descending the stairs and then snuck out through one of the side doors (to make the least amount of noise). He luckily remembered his way back, even though it was dark, and soon approached the place where the wedding had taken place hours earlier. The gazebo was still there and the flowers were still standing. He searched around wondering if Bakura was running late until he felt something brush up against him. Wheeling around, he saw Bakura smiling at him and observing his state of dress.
"Wearing that again? It is very flattering on you," he said, grinning broadly.
"Thank you," Ryou responded quietly.
He allowed his eyes to wander over Bakura's state of dress and saw that the older boy had changed into a loose dark blue robe that seemed more like a night robe since it was so thin. Ryou tried his best not to examine Bakura's body as he observed the robe.
"Come on," Bakura said softly, staring at him in the dark.
Ryou watched him walk past him and followed behind him as they approached the gazebo. Bakura gestured for him to enter the gazebo first so he did. Strong arms wrapped around his waist from behind after he stepped into it. He felt warm lips caress his neck and immediately he blushed vividly, though it was too dark to notice. He relaxed in the grip and eventually leaned back into the close embrace. After a moment, Bakura slowly turned him around and Ryou's gentle gaze reached his. The older boy pulled him in close so that their bodies were pressed up against one another and slowly he wound one arm around his waist and let the other one travel under his robe to the back of his thigh again. Bakura's gaze never wavered from his and Ryou managed to keep the gaze without looking nervous even as his heart beat erratically.
"You ready?" Bakura asked quietly, staring down at him patiently.
Nodding, Ryou managed to just barely close his eyes as Bakura pressed him closer and bent down to capture his lips in a heated kiss. Their lips were melding into one another's so passionately that when Ryou wrapped his arms around the older boy's neck to get closer, he felt a warm tongue slip inside his mouth. Ryou was having a hard time standing on his own two feet, but it didn't matter for Bakura immediately let him fall backward and lowered him onto the gazebo floor. The hand caressing the back of his thigh worked its way up to his hip where the robe tied around his waist. Gently, quick fingers nudged the sash apart and the robe slowly began to unravel. Ryou was unable to gasp softly with another pair of lips covering his own so his heart skipped a beat as the blood in his veins began to flow with a bit more speed, feeling warmer.
Ryou's arm were still wrapped securely around the older boy's neck as Bakura's tongue still played inside his mouth, caressing over his gums so gently but sensually and brushing up against his own tongue. The rhythm was slow but erotic and as Bakura leaned his body over his and pressed their chests together, Ryou found his own tongue slipped out to meld with the other one massaging the inside of his mouth. He heard a low moan come from the back of Bakura's throat and soon the heavier body was pressing up completely on top of his. Ryou tilted his head as their tongues slid against each other's and it was getting harder to breathe. The passionate kisses and soft touches were becoming more frequent and Ryou finally pulled back for some air. Bakura gently raised his head and gazed down at him with a flushed but content expression.
"Hold on," he whispered softly, his voice seemingly husky from their intimacy.
The older boy slipped off of him and was struggling to pull some things out of his robe. Ryou lifted his head a bit and saw him pull out a small oval container and a vial of some sort.
"What are those?" he asked, his eyes alight with curiosity as he sat up completely.
Bakura's dark gaze turned to face him and he smiled, holding both items up. "This container is Vaseline, just in case and I also swiped one of Isis' potions. I couldn't really examine her entire collection because I heard footsteps coming so I just grabbed the closest one. They're all forms of healing potions, I'm sure, so it should help."
"And the Vaseline?" Ryou asked, feeling his cheeks heat up. "Is that for…I mean…to make it…"
"It's for lubrication," Bakura answered simply and the younger boy's face immediately felt even hotter, though thankfully it wasn't noticeable. "I don't think I need to prepare you since the potion will relax all your muscles and take away most of the discomfort. However, I'll use the Vaseline on myself just to make it easier for me to slip inside."
After he said the last two words, Ryou felt his body tense. A part of him was scared, but a part of him was excited too. He saw Bakura's anxious and uncertain expression, as if he could sense the younger boy's hesitation.
"Are you alright with this? If you're not ready…," he began quietly.
Ryou shook his head and smiled gently. "I am. I trust you, so…I'm fine."
Bakura's eyes shone with relief and understanding and with a nod he held the vial out to him. Ryou grasped it and opened it, unsure if he should drink the whole thing or not. Then again, if it wasn't a potent one he would need it all. Shrugging inwardly, he gulped the entire thing down, feeling the cool potion slither down his throat. His body shivered as goose-bumps trailed along his skin and a strange fiery sensation in his stomach occurred, but it didn't hurt; it just felt strange. Not really knowing what to do, Ryou held his blush and lay back down. The robe was already mostly unraveled around him. His thin, matching underwear was half way peering out since the left side was completely bare. The right side still had the robe covering him, but for the most part he was lying on top of the soft material.
He heard Bakura shifting around and could see him hunched over the other way. From the small pop, Ryou guessed he had opened the Vaseline container. Shifting, the older boy then placed the container beside the both of them and then he proceeded to hover over him. Adjusting his legs so they surrounded the slightly smaller boy's legs, Bakura then began to unravel his own robe. His hands stalled as the sash untied and he glanced at Ryou who was watching shyly.
"Am I going too fast?" he asked quietly, as if it were meant for his self as well.
"No…," Ryou answered softly, biting his lower lip. "I don't know how long this potion will last anyway, so it's best if we don't move too slowly."
Bakura nodded in agreement and finished unraveling his robe and then set it aside. He was also wearing underwear, but the one he was wearing was skin-tight, unlike Ryou's looser one. It was just like the robe he wore for the wedding, probably holding tight to the skin so that it wouldn't show through the garment. Either way, it didn't hide very much for the imagination and Ryou felt his breath became slightly more erratic. Bakura then glanced at the Vaseline to make sure it was in easy reach and slowly lowered himself onto the smaller boy.
"Um, you can wrap your legs around me. It'll make it easier for me to…to, you know," the older boy said, somewhat nervously, as he gestured to the area below his hips.
Ryou bit his lip hard, but it wasn't entirely in fear. Nodding to show he didn't mind, he lifted his hips a bit off the ground and wrapped his legs around the older boy's waist. Bakura helped get him positioned by grabbing his left leg and pulling him closer so it wound around him tighter. Then he leaned down on one hand over the fair-skinned boy and began descending downward. Ryou tried not to breathe harshly as Bakura inclined his head to meet his lips. The kiss started out slow and easy, unlike their kiss from several minutes ago. Ryou could sense Bakura was trying to ease him into the real intimacy so he carefully wound his arms around his neck once again. He could feel Bakura setting more weight upon him as he relaxed his body on top of him. Then the hand that had been holding him up slipped to the younger boy's waist as the kissing sped up. Bakura hesitated for several minutes, just allowing their lips to slide over one another's in a graceful and sensual rhythm before again slipping his tongue inside when he was certain it wouldn't intimidate the younger boy.
Their kissing intensified as Ryou began to feel more secure and participated by sliding his tongue along Bakura's while their lips remained attached firmly. The kiss was deep and it began to become more sensual as the hand on his hip slid smoothly down his thigh and then back up, slipping beneath the underwear garment. Ryou inwardly gasped, but didn't break the kiss as the hand caressed his bare hip, getting him to relax. He would most likely be much more tense and unresponsive if he hadn't taken the potion. Almost unnoticeably, the potion had begun to take affect by not only relaxing him but heightening his senses as well. He felt Bakura lean heavily on him and from their position Ryou felt something hard rub up against his stomach. He felt his cheeks burning as Bakura continued to kiss him passionately, stroking his hip and side as he began to slide up and down his body. The older boy's erection soon moved down as his body shifted and Ryou felt his eyes snap open, even as their lips remain attached, as the erection rubbed up against his own private area. His normal reaction was to close his legs, but since Bakura was situated between his legs it wasn't possible.
New, stronger sensations began welling up in the pit of his stomach as Bakura applied more pressure to his rubbing. With the younger boy's legs open at an angle since they were wrapped around Bakura's waist, he could feel the full erection caressing between his own legs through the thin fabric of both their undergarments. The hard member touching him was warm and the applied friction made his skin feel warmer than it normally would. Soon he felt heat growing in his groin and the sensation of it increased as Bakura continued to rub non-stop, groaning softly in his ear. Ryou hadn't noticed the groans before, but they were seemingly becoming louder and now he was certain he knew why. For the first time, his body was beginning to feel on fire in an aroused sort of way. The heat in his groin was becoming more apparent and slightly uncomfortable and he realized, as the older boy began to rub even harder against him, something hard was also growing between his own legs.
The younger boy had never had an erection before and once both of their erections met the friction and heat between them was so surprising that Ryou found his lips detaching from Bakura's as a soft groan escaped him. He was now breathing erratically and he felt his own member harden against the continuous heat and rubbing that added to the arousal. Bakura was also panting softly now and he glanced down at the boy.
"You like that huh?" he smiled, continuing to rub.
Ryou opened his mouth to reply, having blushed in embarrassment, when Bakura suddenly thrust gently brushing their erections together more firmly and Ryou's eyes closed as a breathless moan escaped his throat. His hands automatically fell from around Bakura's neck to his back and when he opened his eyes he saw the older boy staring down at him with desire. Realizing the moan that had escaped him was fairly loud Ryou blushed and turned his head to look around.
"Bakura…w-what if someone hears us?" he asked breathlessly.
"No one will," he said as he paused from rubbing against him. "The central plaza is where the booths of items and foods and such are sold daily. The houses are a ways beyond this place," he gestured with his hand. "And no one walks around over here at this hour. So you're fine."
"Okay," Ryou whispered uncertainly, turning back to him.
"And now I'm finally ready," Bakura said, glancing down at his fully erect member. "Are you ready?"
Ryou's eyes
glanced down at the hardened shaft poking through the thin, tight
underwear and suddenly he felt the heat in his groin return. He
realized he was anticipating it now, though the small bit of
uncertainty was still there. He met the older boy's gaze and he bit
his lip again unconsciously.
"So…will it hurt?"
"Not much at all with the potion and the Vaseline," Bakura answered softly, staring at him seriously. "If it does you can just let me know, alright?"
"Yeah," Ryou answered, reaching his eyes with his own. "W-what exactly do I do?"
A subtle smile flickered across Bakura's face and he adjusted their position so that his legs were spread more apart. "Well first you'll need to get rid of that," the dark gaze fell upon his underwear concealing his hard, but not fully erect, member.
Ryou felt his muscles clench for a second, but he realized that Bakura had already seen him naked, just not aroused. Nodding after a second, he watched as Bakura gently eased his legs down from around his waist and pulled off his underwear smoothly. Ryou blushed for the first split second as Bakura's eyes roamed over his body appreciatively, but then the embarrassment was gone as the older boy helped him reposition his legs.
"Now keep your right leg wound tightly…yes, like that," he said, lifting the right leg a bit. "In order to make it easier I'll have to put you at an angle. Raise your left leg like it was the first time."
Ryou did as he was told, wrapping his other leg around the boy's waist and he bit his lip, waiting in anticipation and slight anxiety. Bakura made sure his legs were tight around him before he pulled his own underwear down and easily threw it aside. Ryou's eyes widened as he saw the older boy's full erection and he felt himself blush as he stared. Bakura didn't seem to notice since he was busy scooping Vaseline into his hand and rubbing it all over his member. Ryou waited, watching him with curious eyes. As his eyes examined Bakura's most private area, he felt his desire begin to grow a little once again.
"Okay, now lift your hips a little," Bakura said gently as he wrapped his arms around the younger boy's lower back to hold him steady.
Ryou did just that, raising his hips and winding his legs higher around the older boy. For a minute, Bakura helped him get situated and then, even as he was on his knees, he raised himself up a bit and began leaning over him.
"Don't concentrate on it, alright?" he breathed, bending down to capture his lips again.
The first thought that flickered into his mind, despite the kiss, was that it would be hard not to wait anxiously for him to enter. He was still a bit nervous it would hurt, but he closed his eyes and tried hard to concentrate on just kissing Bakura. As the older boy shifted higher, Ryou adjusted his legs so they were wrapped firmly around his waist as they kissed. Bakura's hand fell to his bare thigh again and gently he began caressing. Unexpectedly, the hot tongue entered his mouth again and Ryou was concentrating on adjusting the angle of his head so their kiss could become more passionate, when the hand on his hip trailed to between his thighs and grasped his erection. Ryou made a noise in the back of his throat but it was muffled over as the tongue continued to sensually caress his own. Bakura's fingers were gentle on him, but the sensation was more overwhelming than Ryou had thought it would be; he hadn't even expected for the older boy to actually touch him so erotically. He was so surprised at Bakura for touching his erection and making the blood inside him boil that he didn't notice something cool and slippery was at his entrance at first. As the head of the older boy's erection pushed through his mostly relaxed muscles, breaking through the tight ring and taking him by surprise, Ryou arched his back up both with shock and discomfort.
The cool, smooth sensation of the Vaseline though calmed him a bit and he lowered his hips. He still wasn't completely relaxed so Bakura didn't ease forward. Instead, his fingers began stroking along Ryou's erection. Having someone touch him so erotically and slide up and down his length, brushing up against the light blonde hair that lingered there, caused his member to soon become fully erect. Ryou gasped loudly, breaking the intense kiss as his erection enlarged; it sent unbelievable shivers through his nerves and though the tightening of his member was somewhat uncomfortable, it was so sensitive now that every small touch Bakura did also sent pleasure through him. It was right when his member was becoming enlarged that the older boy eased forward gently, but fluidly. Ryou let out a small cry, but it wasn't in pain; it was pleasured and surprised cry that soon turned into a moan as he was mostly inside of him now. Bakura's own guttural moan slipped out of his throat and he shut his eyes as he leaned down heavily over him and waited so they both could adjust.
Ryou was torn between the strange, new sensation and the pleasure that was wracking all his nerves. He felt like he was torn between wanting to scream for more and wait till he was used to the intrusion. Bakura was panting and a thin line of sweat cascaded over his muscled chest. Ryou reached out touched his skin, sliding up and down his chest. The older boy's eyes opened and he glanced down at him, smiling both with desire and fulfillment. He waited as Ryou touched his skin, sliding up and down his arms and over his back and finally gently brushing against his hips. Bakura then scooted forward just a little and Ryou let out a gasp and a small moan while tightening his legs around him. Bakura, letting out a hissing groan, saw that as a sign to continue so he did, pushing in until he was completely inside. Ryou's hips lifted off the ground as the rest of the older boy's erection filled him and soon he was turning his head back and forth, not sure what to do to help the overwhelming sensation running through him.
Bakura adjusted him a bit, lifting his hips again off the floor and then eased out very slowly. Ryou gasped and tilted his head upward as the thick sensation left him and then it came back slowly, at a slightly different angle, and as Bakura eased back in Ryou suddenly let out cry of pleasure and his fingers gripped the older boy's hips firmly. While still fully inside him, Bakura thrust his hips forward and Ryou cried out again and unconsciously moved his hips as if to get him to continue. Bakura slipped out again, but not all the way, and smoothly went back in, hitting the spot that caused Ryou's back to arch and another loud groan to escape him. Ryou's head was thrown back and his mouth was open as he panted while his eyes were shut, trying to cope with the new, powerful and erotic sensations that were swimming all around inside.
Soon, Bakura eased out quicker and pushed back in firmly, groaning loudly in response as one arm wrapped tightly around Ryou's lower back to keep him elevated and the other one was trying to hold him up over the boy so he wouldn't collapse from the amount of pleasure he was receiving.
"God…," Bakura hissed, pushing in again and thrusting his hips.
"Bakura!" Ryou cried out breathlessly, throwing his head back again as his hips moved.
"Dammit! God…this feels…so good," Bakura groaned, leaning his head by Ryou's ear.
"Do that again!" Ryou cried out, panting heavily.
Bakura stopped and lifted his hips higher then did a short, but deep thrust inside of him. "Yes! God…oh God…!" Ryou cried out, as his legs tightened even more around him. "Again!"
Bakura was soon groaning and grunting as he thrust in and out in a steady rhythm. The hand around Ryou's back slid to his hip to keep him steady as he continued thrusting. Ryou's member was now so painfully erect that it was beginning to drip from desire. He wasn't aware of it though as the older boy constantly thrust pleasure inside of him, sending euphoric vibes all down his nerves. His spine was tingling, but he wasn't in pain. He had easily gotten used to the thickness inside of him and now there was only pleasure as Bakura hit the cluster of nerves inside of him that caused his body to jerk upward and a loud cry of pleasure to slip from his throat.
Soon the two of them were groaning and thrusting, grasping onto each other as pleasure wrapped through them both. Bakura was soon so overcome with pleasure that he had to lean heavily on top of the other boy, but his constant thrusting persisted. Ryou's fingers were digging into Bakura's back, sliding along his skin and even brushing over his rear. The older boy moaned even louder as Ryou's hands explored his body while he made love to him. His thrusting was soon so deep that the two of them were now groaning and crying out loudly and whispering words that weren't comprehensible that they were lost in the ecstatic sensations. The crescent moon shone down above them and even as their bodies were illuminated by the light, shining across their perspired skin and pleasured expressions, the couple now joining together remained oblivious to the outside world. And nor did they care about the evidence they'd leave on Yami's wedding gazebo.
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Yuugi stared up at the crescent moon, smiling at it as he dried himself off from the bath he had just been in. It was so beautiful out. He and Yami had soaked in the tub for some time, just bathing in the knowledge that they were finally united together in every way possible for eternity. A warm body leaned up behind him as a strong arm wound around his chest, embracing him tightly. Yuugi tilted his head and smiled up into the familiar crimson eyes that gazed lovingly upon him.
"It's such a beautiful night," Yuugi whispered, as he leaned back into the embrace. "The moon is pretty, the sky is cloudless and it's warm out; not hot or cold."
"Yes, it is," Yami whispered gently against the side of his neck.
Yuugi sighed contently and closed his eyes, snuggling deeper into his embrace. "I love you so much, Yami."
He felt a warm hand run across his cheek and down his neck. "I love you as well, very much so."
Turning around in the embrace, Yuugi tilted his chin upward and Yami smiled as he leaned down to capture the soft lips in a loving kiss. The younger boy's hand reached up to gently caress the pharaoh's cheek as he stood up on tip-toes to intensify the kiss. Yami's other arm wound around his waist and soon they were passionately kissing, holding each other as if they never wanted to let go. The kiss broke softly and Yuugi's eyes fluttered open. The radiant smile that greeted him was enough to make him want to bend down for another one, but instead Yuugi carefully slipped out of the embrace and took Yami's hand in his. Wordlessly, he led Yami over to their bed and he lay down. Chuckling softly, the pharaoh crawled over him, his face shining with amusement.
"Now that we're married," Yuugi smiled up at him, "would you like to make love again tonight?"
The crimson eyes above him softened and gently he bent down to capture him in another kiss, only this time it was much more intense than before. Yuugi let his lips open passionately around the older boy's as his arms wound around him and pushed him closer. Very soon, Yami pressed his body closer and let his tongue slip in between Yuugi's lips, which he immediately parted. Their tongues danced together in a fiery rhythm and Yuugi let a small groan escape his throat as he wrapped his legs around the pharaoh's waist.
"Yuugi," Yami breathed heavily as his eyes full of love and desire gazed upon him. "I don't have a potion with me."
"It's okay…I mean, we've made love several times already. Maybe if you just…prepare me a bit," he said, with a slight blush.
Yami's gentle gaze made him feel a bit shy, but loved all the same. Caressing his cheek, Yami then moved to get up and searched inside the closet by his clothes bureau. He pulled out a bottle of scented cream and Vaseline. The Vaseline was also scented, but it would do better than the cream.
"The Vaseline, Yami," Yuugi said, gazing at him.
He watched as Yami put the cream away and then joined him back on the bed. Smiling, Yami's lips bent down but instead of capturing his lips he kissed his neck gently. Soon his kisses were becoming heated as he sensually moved along his neck then down his chest. As the kisses moved, Yami's warm fingers gently began untying his robe. Yuugi felt his arousal begin to grow and his skin felt hot despite the fact that the patio doors were open and letting in a breeze. The robe he was wearing was a sleep robe, since he had taken his wedding robe off earlier. It wasn't as complicated to get undone and in seconds he was lying atop it naked. Since they had gotten out of the bath recently, Yuugi hadn't bothered putting underwear on.
Yami didn't stop kissing him even as the robe was off him now. His kisses trailed back up his chest and toward his neck. Yuugi shifted as his erection began coming to life and slowly he wound his legs around the taller boy again. His half erection pressed up against Yami's stomach as they leaned in for a passionate kiss. Breaking away just once, Yami untied his own robe and let it fall to the floor. He then lay down completely upon him and Yuugi gasped as he felt Yami's own desire begin to grow against his inner thigh. Letting out a soft moan, Yuugi let his head lean back and he slowly began rubbing his own erection against Yami's stomach. He heard a low groan come from the older boy and soon hot lips were on his again, allowing their tongues to come back into contact.
"Yami," Yuugi breathed against his mouth when they parted for air. "Oh God!" he suddenly exclaimed as their erections brushed up against one another's. The skin-to-skin contact, plus the enticing friction caught him off guard.
He felt Yami's hand trail down to his hip and he smiled down at him once Yuugi's eyes flickered open again. "Please, do that again."
Cupping Yuugi's face, Yami kissed his lips again and moved to position his legs around Yuugi's and leaned heavily against him so their erections met. Yami let out a groan and sucked on the side of Yuugi's neck as the younger boy arched up and let out a breathless moan, moving his hips to continue to contact.
"Please…harder!" Yuugi gasped loudly, moving his arms to around Yami's back and holding him firmly.
"Oh Yuugi…," Yami groaned as he pushed down with a slight thrust, sliding their erections against one another.
Yuugi spread his legs farther and trust back, causing Yami to let out a small cry of pleasure. His own cry was muffled as he sucked on the older boy's earlobe, trailing his tongue down the side of his neck. Yami immediately turned and opened his mouth around the tongue that had been caressing his neck and soon a passionate kiss was beginning once again as they thrust against each other. Yuugi was now painfully aroused and he felt that Yami would soon be fully erect as well.
Their groans echoed in the vast space of their room and soon Yami leaned heavily against him and broke the kiss. He panted breathlessly and reached over to grasp the Vaseline. Yuugi spread his legs wider to give him some room to apply the smooth gel between his legs. He watched entranced as the clear gel was scooped between his fingers and then those same fingers wrapped around Yami's erection.
"Yami, wait," Yuugi breathed as the pharaoh halted in his preparations. "Can I?"
Yami's gentle gaze smiled upon him and he scooted the Vaseline toward him. Immediately, Yuugi sat up and scooped some into his hand. Sliding closer, as he made sure to keep his legs spread around Yami's body, he reached out and took Yami's member in his hand, squeezing it gently but applying enough pressure to cause the pharaoh to moan appreciatively.
"Yuugi…," Yami whispered with desire as he spread his legs farther.
Yuugi continued to slide his fingers along Yami's length, watching as his erection bulged with desire. He wondered if there was a chance that Yami could become even more erect. Feeling excitement flood through him, Yuugi found his fingers exploring more than just his length. Gently he trailed along underneath the member as well, brushing against strands of dark and light hairs that surrounded the erection. Soon his fingers found their way down to the soft sacs beneath and Yuugi was intrigued by how much smoother the skin around them was. It was just as smooth as when Yami's skin had been applied with cream. He fondled the sac a bit, finding himself curious, and Yami unconsciously spread his legs, groaning and letting out erotic sounds as Yuugi touched him.
Yami's erection grew only a bit more and soon was dripping very slowly with his essence. Yuugi gazed at his erection, watching it with wonder and excitement and unconsciously licked his dry lips. He stopped as a suddenly erotic idea snapped in his mind and he glanced up at Yami, who was staring at him with excitement and patience, wondering if he was ready to make love now that he stopped his exploration.
"Yami I want to…," Yuugi trailed off in a whisper, glancing down at the older boy's erection again. "Can I um…touch it with my mouth?" he asked a bit shyly.
The expression on Yami's face wasn't disgust or even surprise, but rather he smiled and stroked Yuugi's cheek. "Yes, but, I won't be able to make love to you if you do that for too long."
"I'll only do it a couple times. I just want to see what it feels like," Yuugi said quietly, smiling while biting his lip as he bent his head down.
Yami patiently watched him, allowing him to explore his curiosity. The smaller boy placed his face in front of the erection and for a second he stared at it closely before finally opening his mouth and carefully letting the member slip between his lips. He felt Yami's hips jerk a little and he heard a breathless groan. The whole erection wasn't inside his mouth, just the tip, but Yuugi remained that way allowing his self to experience the new sensation. He opened his mouth wider and took in a little more, applying a subtle sucking pressure and Yami groaned loudly, leaning back on his arms a bit unsteadily.
"Yuugi!" Yami let out the groan, closing his eyes.
The younger boy realized if he continued to suck it would bring Yami to completion much faster. He let the member slide out of his mouth, realizing it wasn't as awkward as he imagined it would be probably because he was so in love with Yami that embarrassment didn't occur anymore. Deciding to do just one more thing, Yuugi bent down a bit more and stuck out his tongue to touch the sacs, feeling the smooth, sensitive skin against his tongue and felt Yami quiver beneath him. Pulling away, Yuugi decided they had all of eternity to explore each other's bodies. For tonight, he wanted to make love romantically now that they were betrothed.
"Yami," Yuugi whispered, allowing the pharaoh to sit back up into a kneeling position as he lay back down. "I'm ready."
Smiling softly, the pharaoh moved into position, but instead of entering him right away he dipped his finger in the Vaseline and helped Yuugi spread his legs wider.
"What are you doing?" Yuugi asked curiously as he shifted to bring his legs around him.
"Since we don't have a potion I want to make sure I don't hurt you," he said gently as he slowly guided his finger to the boy's entrance.
"Oh!" Yuugi exclaimed suddenly as the finger entered him. It didn't feel that strange since it was much smaller than what was to come and since it wasn't his first time anymore he easily became used to it.
Carefully, Yami applied a second finger with Vaseline and Yuugi felt his hips jerk, but still it didn't feel all that uncomfortable. The pharaoh then slid his fingers out and smiled down at him.
"You're not tense at all so I think you should be fine, but let me know if it hurts at all."
"I will," Yuugi said as he scooted closer to him, grinning with excitement and love.
Bending over him, Yami placed a gentle but sensual kiss against his lips. His hand went around to Yuugi's lower back and he lifted him up a bit then slowly guided his erection toward the violet-eyed boy's entrance. Groaning, Yuugi tilted back his head as he felt the familiar thickness begin to progress through the ring of muscle. He spread his legs even wider to make it easier and, with the held of the Vaseline, Yami slid right inside of him while brushing up against sensitive nerves. Yuugi gasped and moaned at the same time as his legs tightened around his love's waist and his arms encircled him.
"I'm ready, Yami," Yuugi groaned, panting slightly.
Soft, warm lips enveloped his own as the older boy thrust forward gently to get a deep penetration while he was fully inside. Yuugi found a shocking but pleasurable tingle shooting up his spine. Then as he eased out, Yuugi groaned again while pushing their bodies closer. Yami groaned loudly as well as he found a rhythm that they both enjoyed. As he eased the smaller boy's hips up gently and thrust slowly back in, they both found their voices increasing as a cluster of nerves brought pleasure to both of them. Yami eased out then thrust firmly back in, causing the bed to move a bit. Now that they had made love before, their love making was becoming both more passionate and intense. Yuugi was moving his hips up and down with the motion, crying out and gasping each time he felt Yami's erection brush inside of him, specifically in a spot that seemed to create an intense pleasure.
"Yami! Oh!...God! I…YAMI!" Yuugi cried out suddenly, surprised that the pharaoh had slid his hand down his chest and touched his erection.
Yuugi didn't realize just how much extra pleasure was given by the simple touching. The soft, warm fingers slid up and down his length, much like he had done to Yami. The fingers touched the small area of pubic hair and then brushed downward across the erection. Yuugi was now almost screaming with pleasure, thrusting his hips firmly. Yami stopped caressing his erection, intent on letting their love-making last longer. As the both of them groaned while Yami thrust in and out, Yuugi's hands gripped the older boy's hips. Yami, who was now covered in a thin layer of perspiration, let his hands slip from behind Yuugi's back to either side of his hips, holding his steady. He eased back out then raised the small boy's hips again and when he thrust back in, it was a faster, deeper penetration and Yuugi cried out again while thrusting his hips back.
"Yami! Oh Yami! God…! Again! Please…ugh…," he groaned as his eyes fluttered closed.
Heavy breathing was beside his ear and soon Yami grunted with a low groan as he thrust in again with the same deep penetration. As they made love, now a married couple, the moon also shone inside their room, covering them with a blanket of light even as their naked bodies entwined even closer. And soon the bed was rocking back and forth in time with the groans; the outside world was completely forgotten as they shared their moment of happiness and intimacy.
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Meanwhile…in Isis' chamber.
Isis sighed heavily, closing her patio doors as she fixed her hair up for the night. She had to get to sleep, but for some reason something was bothering her. She paced around her room and even tried lying down on her bed, but nothing worked. The wedding had gone beautifully and now everything was settled so she wasn't sure why she was suddenly filled with worry. Hesitating in her pacing, Isis decided to check on the golden item that had been transformed by the Eternal Gem. She didn't know why, but perhaps she was concerned that it had been stolen or something. No one could possibly know about it, but it would make her feel better to check.
Slipping out of her room, she went down the hall and entered into the protected room that had once held the Dagger of Anubus. Slipping inside, she approached the pedestal where the item sat idly beneath the statue of the Egyptian God Beasts. Sighing with relief, she saw it was still there encased in its charm.
"I have to stop worrying," she whispered aloud. "I know that the pharaoh might not completely trust Marik still, but I know he has finally stopped in his quest for power. I had a long talk with him the other day at the wedding. I'm glad he came, even for a little while," she smiled softly.
Turning around, she headed back to the door but stopped when she felt a chill rise up her spine. Cautiously, she whirled around and her eyes widened. The item was glowing a ghastly green color. Confused, she stepped forward for a closer look, wondering why it was suddenly illuminating such a color. As she approached, she examined it by looking and saw that there was something strange about it…the gold around it, made up of all the Millennium Items, was beginning to rust. Isis' eyes narrowed and she came even closer, staring at it. Suddenly, her heart began beating furiously and she jumped back, covering her mouth.
"This…no it can't be…," she gasped breathlessly as fear consumed her.
She had first thought it strange that the Gem had been left in its exact spot for so long, even despite weather conditions or the decay of the grass and life around it. She had been so happy though that it was there she didn't even think about it. But the signs…the rusting now, told her everything. It was a clone…the item that they had found had been a clone of the Eternal Gem; a clone, meaning that it held some of the same power, but it wasn't even half as strong as the real thing. And that meant that very soon the item that held all their powers would soon shatter and rust completely, leaving them without their immortality. It couldn't happen so soon…why was this happening? The only way that the Gem they found could have been a clone was if someone had gotten there first and cloned the real Gem with magic to fool anyone else who might come looking for it.
Gasping, Isis ran out of the room knowing that if the problem wasn't solved soon then their powers would be lost forever and they would probably not even have a hundred more years to live. She knew it was too late to disturb her pharaoh, so there was only one person that could possibly help her. She only hoped that Marik wouldn't be hard to find this time around.
TO BE CONTINUED…
Thanks to everyone! I'm going to skip the comments since this was an extra long chapter and I want to get it out fast. :-) I should hopefully update this soon!
