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Hey, I think my computer is going to crash and this chapter will be long because it was supposed to be 4 and 5, so you guys really get a bonus. Enjoy and review. Now, if you dare to go any further remember this is mature subject matter and you have got to open your mind to unlimited possibilities. Erotica... lets do it ... grab a cup of coca, set back and wiggle in your pants...

Whispers, A Dream of Erotica

Chapter 4: Help Me

You feel so lonely and ragged

You lay here broken and naked

My love is just waiting

To clothe you in crimson roses

Ryou walked into the quiet confines of his house and whistled as he headed for the kitchen. After his kiss with Joey, he knew his schedule was a little behind and he needed to get busy. Completely ignorant of his surroundings, Ryou prepared a wonderful dinner of fresh vegetables and pot roast and hummed a mellow tune he'd created in his heart, while he thought about Joey's kiss. Malik loved the potatoes filled with spices, from Egypt, Ryou always added to the dish and this one time Ryou wanted to please the man, because he was actually happy.

Coming out of his daydream the boy blushed, 'Oh, it's almost five and Malik will be home,' he thought, ' I have just enough time to change clothes.' Rushing to his bedroom, he bumped into Malik who had been lurking in the shadows watching him the entire afternoon as he prepared dinner. 'Damn, that little brat, with all his silly smiling, singing and humming, we'll see who gets the last laugh,' thought the psychic madman.

"Oh, Malik, I didn't know you were here." He stood up on the tip of his toes and gave the taller man a light kiss on his cheek, and brushed his collar bone with his lips as he came back down to rest on his heels. Ryou smiles as he glanced up at the man. "It's been a long time since you have shown me such affection, Ryou, my little bitch. So why now?" Malik wiped the kiss off his cheek and spit it ceremonially out onto the floor. His mood was fouler that rotten flesh, swarming with green flies.

Ryou, still in his own world, didn't see the move and started to walk to his room, but Malik had other plans.

"Well, did you have a good day at school. Make new friends or just fuck around with the old ones,". Malik hissed. He lifted the boy up off the floor and dug his teeth into the soft tissue around his neck. Ryou moaned and whimpered, pinned into the unwelcome embrace, and struggled to get free, while his feet dangled off the ground. Wave after wave of pain coursed through from his neck up to his head causing him to feel dizzy. Malik teeth, sharper than fangs and just as deadly, cut of the circulation to his brain. Always in the past Malik would stop just as Ryou started to faint, but this time he continued his assault on the boy's senses to a breaking point of no return.

"Malik, stop it. I can't breathe..." Malik laughed as he dropped the boy and wiped the blood from his lips, savoring the salty taste, so sweet and still, with a touch of innocence. As much as he'd loath the effect Ryou, had on his senses he couldn't let him go. There was nothing sweeter than the taste of the boy's fresh blood on his lips. Ryou's skin always so delicate and pale to his touch continued to tantalized the wicket man. Biting and bruising his flesh was almost as fun and cutting.

Momentarily off balance, Ryou walked into his bedroom, rubbing his neck and started to change his clothes. He only had the one suit for school and his boyfriend hated to see him wear the awful blue suit around the house. The demon, from hell, Ryou's secret name for Malik, looked on with interest as the boy started to change his clothes. Malik's eyes turned to little slits and he bore them down on Ryou watching and devouring every ounce of flesh in front of his face. He followed Ryou over to the bed, seething with anger and enjoyed the show as Ryou removed his clothes from the bed, that he had laid out neatly.

'I hate him so much, but I have to pretend to love him.' Ryou purposely moved slowly and pretended not to notice the man as he watched, this was only another one of his sick games, and the boy understood the rules.

"Mmmm, what are you waiting for. Get dressed my love." Ryou started to put on a pair of blue shorts and the man stopped him. "Come here my precious, I have something special for you to wear tonight." The psychic demon left the room only to return with a package in his hands, which he tossed to Ryou.

"Here, I brought you a present. I am sure you will enjoy this special gift."

Hesitantly, Ryou opened the package and gasped as he pulled out the princess dress he had worn at the play. "I don't understand? How did you get this dress? Why?" Ryou didn't like the glow in his boyfriend's eyes, he felt death creep into the room and walk across his soul. "I don't want to play this game. I won't, Malik."

"Really, my little bitch. Tell me this, when did you decide the rules of our games? You'd dress so seductively for your friends and won't for your boyfriend, the one who loves you, feeds you, and takes care of your family. I'm so hurt, little Ry." Malik purred out the name 'Ry' and watched for the reaction of his pet name being spoken.

Ryou jumped at the word, 'Ry', because Yugi was the only person who called him that and only in private. The boy's face turned white and he spoke out loud, anger and fear in his heart," Why are you calling me by that name ? Why are you doing this to me, is Yugi ok? Have you hurt him? Why?" Ryou started to shake, as he clutched the dress to his chest.

Malik only watched and waited for his next move. "Don't stand there, like the idiot you are, I'm ready to play." Ryou slowly pulled the dress over his trembling body and preyed he lived through this nightmare which started to unfold before his eyes. "What do you want, please don't hurt my friends, please? "

"That's better. Now turn around and let me see you DANCE!!!!" Malik voice vibrated throughout the house and filled the tiny room with a sinister laugh and Ryou screamed. "No, I won't, I don't care what you say. You're evil, the devil won't even take your nasty soul."

Malik laughed at the little flame that burst out of the mouth of his little boy toy. "Perhaps you need a little encouragement. Maybe this will help you to remember your steps." Malik tossed a folder at Ryou and he opened it with trembling hands. The folder held pictures of Joey and himself dancing in the gym and later kissing in the empty room . As the pictures fell to the floor out of his hands, the boy screamed again.

"Oh, come now, my little bitch, I'm sure you remember how warm his chest felt as you rested your pitiful head on it, how strong you think his arms are holding you, protecting you -from me 'ha, ha,' how sweet his tongue tasted as he played with it in and out of your stinking mouth. Maybe, I should tell him exactly what you eat for deserts?"

"Stop it, why do you hate me, so? Ryou sobbed. "This is not about Joey."

"Oh, look closely, my pet. Is that your legs open as he grinds up against your slender thighs, my damn property!!! Or have you forgotten that you belong to ME! Oh, how gently he holds you close."

"Malik, please listen to me, he means nothing to me, please." The boy had now turned a ghostly white, his eyes brimming with fear beyond measure, as tears fell in torrents down his face. 'Am I going to die? Just once I want to see my brother and mother again, just once,' he though.

Malik had never been so angry before and Ryou feared for his life, as he tried to back away into a corner or somewhere, looking to escape.

"How dare you? You belong to me and you offer yourself to another. Perhaps I should tell your little toy all your secrets. Oh, I'm sure he believes, you to be his little innocence princess, precious jewel, sweet and untouched. Perhaps your friend would like to come and play with us. Oh, I could invite the tall one over, you know, he has chestnut brown hair, dark blue eyes. The one who lusts after you daily. I could watch as they both screw you over and over. What fun we could all have. Oh, maybe they can just watch us. Do you take turns giving them pleasure?"

Malik words became more bitting and cruel as he taunted the boy. In a vein attempt to escape he ran towards the window, maybe he could just leap out and end his torment, but Malik reached him first as if by magic and pulled him back, into his arms. The scent of death from Malik's body filled the room and its essence of evil and cruelty assaulted Ryou's senses and he waited for his end to come.

"Come now, my little bitch, you aren't afraid of me. Why should I kill you, when to watch you live and suffer will give me so much more pleasure? In one swift movement, he tossed Ryou over his shoulder and took him to 'the room' which was located in the basement of the house.

'Please let me die, please,' the boy whispered. The room, worst than the closet was so cold and damp and it had a metal slab for a bed-much like the metal boxes found in the morgue, situated in the middle of the floor. Malik prided his twisted imagination on the room, his joy, and it held great fear for the boy. Lined up against the wall he had tombs of varied in sizes and depending on his mood he would sometimes lock the boy up in one. Strong incense filled the air but it was suffocating and not calming. Sometimes the sound of jackals or other wild and ancient animals was piped in, and it felt as though demons from hell surrounded Ryou's heart and squeezed the life out of his soul. 'I can't live through this again, please I need somebody to help me.' the boy whispered. 'Help me.'

Malik laughed as he first kicked open the door, stripped the dress right of his flesh and tossed him roughly onto the cold slab. The bed of steel was so cold it burned his skin and he curled up into a ball and waited.

"Oh, look at my little bitch, so shy, so sweet, so damn sorry, just so damn late. Malik raised his arms to the ceiling and the sounds of jackals loud and vicious boomed in his ears causing Ryou to cry and scream. Images flashed all around the ceiling, pictures of men and women and beast in lure sexual acts, along with other images of death and torture straight from hell. The psychic demon made the already terrified teen watch. Ryou covered his ears but it only made the sounds appear louder.

"Stop, please make it stop."

"Oh no, my love the games have just began. Malik laughed as he walked away, but not before he'd felt satisfied with the game he wanted to play with Ryou. The stage had to be set correctly, so first the mad man made sure the sounds were loud and clear, next he lowered the temperate to freezing in the room and last he striped Ryou of all his cloths and left him to freeze in the devilish room alone. As Malik slammed the door, he walked down the hall and set down to a wonderful dinner of potatoes and roast beef. 'Oh, what a lovely dinner my boyfriend has prepared for my pleasure, maybe I will thank him in the morning,' he mused.

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The room...

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Ryou lay upon top of the slab, lonely and ragged. His body naked and spirit broken in shreds. The darkness threatens to devour everything in his mind and soul.

"Where are you my secret lover, where are you? Suddenly, the foul incense started to fade and he could smell the faint scent of roses, drift past his nose. The cold stab started to feel soft and warm under his skin. A soft yet familiar purrs, almost musical and playful replaced the howling of the dogs and he whimpered as the whispers tickled his neck with its breathe hot and lustful. Tears of joy flowed down his cheeks and he listened.

Ryou open his eyes to half slits, because the lids were so heavy and relaxed as his body filled with desires, he did not realize he had ever known. Slowly the shy pretty boy uncurled his legs and stretched them out full length on the soft bed of crimson roses, reeling in the feel of the petals against his body. Roses covered his entire body and he felt so warm all over and loved for the first time in his life. His mind and heart traveled to the sound of the whispers and he waited for his lover's voice to guild him. Ryou no longer felt fear, pain, or sorry. The boy only wanted.

I will be the one that's gonna find you

I will be the one that gonna guild you

My love is a burning consuming fire.

The boy lifted his arms out to the sides of his body and pressed downward with his hands and felt the softness of the rose petals caress his finger tips. The petals completely covered the bed and he loved the softness against his skin. The sweet scent of the flowers covered his entire body and the softness felt like powder against his delicate skin. He rolled over and over marking his skin and body, covering every inch with the scent of roses. Laugher ticked his throat and the boy laughed from his heart for the first time freely.

Stretching, changing in ways unimaginable his body grew in length, changed in texture and developed mass. 'What is happening to me?' It hurts, but it feels so good,' thought the boy.

Ryou could hear the soft beating of his heart and feel the blood flow through his veins. His ears itched and when he touched them he felt furry tips. With his new hearing he felt a sharpness to the sounds around him and it was a delightful sensation.

His hands now had little pads which were cold and spongy but oh, so very soft when he touched his face. 'Oh my,' he thought, but even now the words became a purr, musical sound which comforted his broken heart. Ryou nails were now long claws, made for scratching, clawing, and raking. Around his neck he had a wonderful collar of soft white hair which traveled just short of the base of his cheeks. Hair soft and silky hair covered his lower body and this amused him deliciously. 'I won't look, but I know I have a tail and it's long, fluffy and very beautiful,' he smiled again.

Ohhhh, I'm so alive, so sensitive to all I touch, see, and smell. He rolled to his side, happy in his new found freedom and scratched the underside of his stomach bitting at the downy fur between his thighs. He waved his tail and felt the breeze against the tips of his nose, ears, and whiskers, while he spread his personal scent in the air. Instinctively Ryou arched his tail to one side exposing the innocense of his virgin opening, which started to pulsate. Moisture from the natural oils of his body flowed from his opening and he was ready.

His body called: Wanting to feel- consumed with burning desire, wanting to be touched-with sharp claws gently as they raked his body, needing to be smelled - marked by his lover and mostly needing to be taken- to a place and time of his own. I want to give everything to my lover.

The air stirred and a soft mane of long hair fell around the boys face and tickled his nose. The other covered his eyes with soft kisses and licked his cheeks affectionately. Ryou, returned his delight with a kiss of his own and meow.

Ryou didn't have to open his eyes, he knew when the other appeared ready to consume him. 'I will go into the flame with you, I need you so much. I trust you and I will obey, lead me, guild me, and I will burn in the fires of love with you.' His lover could hear all his unspoken words and desires.

The other pulled back, but only after a lite kiss to the boy's lips, taking the halo of silken hair with him. Ryou growled at being left cold and naked from the warmth of his hair and touch, and he reached up with his padded paws to touch the other's mane and pull him back.

The other laughed at the playfulness of his lover and whispered, his voice low and raspy, "Patience, my pet, you are but a student. I want to lead you on this journey of love."

"Meow," Ryou wanted more and he wanted it now.

The other turned the boy over onto his stomach and using his claws marked Ryou body with long scratches from his neck to the small deep cleavage in the arch of his tail bone. The catboy purred at the touch and pushed his ass up exposing his opening, wanted to be touched by the other. Long and gracefully Ryou's tail quivered in the air, making it hard for the other not to rape him, he was so lovely. The other excepted Ryou's gift and kissed and pulled at the bushy hairs which surround his love hole.

"You are so beautiful, my love," the other whispered. Let me love you, protect you, I want to taste you." Low and husky he spoke and purred . The other's tongue long and rough snaked along Ryou's back tracing the marks down his back and he licked each one in sweet apology. "I've waited so long for you, my pet."

Ryou continued to purr, fighting the desire to roll over and play. He wanted to spread his legs and so he cried out. "Take me."

"Slowly my pet," the other hissed, biting the soft mane around the boy's neck, pulling at the hairs. "I want to bite you everywhere, I want to know every corner of your body, and make you mine.

Please tell me your name, please," Ryou tried to turn around and look into the eyes of the other, but only a soft undefinable glow could be seen. His lover was neither male or female, he or she just was. Only the highlight of pink tipped ears, and eyes of multiple colors could he make out, the rest of his lover appeared to be covered in mist and stars, soft lights which radiated heat and warmth. "Call me Bakura, I am your other."

"Bakura," Ryou closed his eye and gave in to his lover.

Ryou pawed at the other to show his need and rolled over to his side pulling his stomach in and pushing his ass out. He laid his face down into the roses and held on the side of the bed. " I need you inside me, take me now. Oh, can't hold out any longer.

Bakura tongue rough, yet gentle licked his neck, biting, nipping the boy, as he moved along the arch spine and this time when pass his tail bone, ending the kiss at his entrance. Ryou, senses spend out of control and he howled into the darkness. His inter muscles started to contract and he waited for the other.

Hissing the other grabbed Ryou around his waist and turned him completely over and position him on all his paws and padded feet. "Hush my little pet. This will hurt as we become one and love each other."

The other drove his claws into Ryou hips and held him firmly in place. Ryou meowed and scratched the bed digging deeply into the surface of the bed and caused his paws to burn.

It startled Ryou, when Bakura took a nipple into his mouth and bit it harshly, yet with tenderness and care. "Oh so tender, so small, so sweet and now hard and bruised by me." Ryou whimper and howled out Bakura name as his lover thrust deeply into his opening.

Sharp the pain shot up the boy's body, and he tried to pull away, hissing and spiting. But their bodies were locked in an unbreakable embrace and would not part until fulfillment was reached. Rocking, digging, and scratching they howled and hissed. Biting each other in unreachable placed. Ryou and his lover rolled over and over in the bed of roses, tossing and holding on so tight, one in pain, the other burning in heat and lust.

Now fully sheathed inside and covered in sweat, the lovers fought for control, Ryou lost in pain and passion as he cried out, but he wouldn't let go and he continued to rake his claws down the sides of Bakura. Thurst after thurst each different and deeper than the one before.

Bakura pulled out of his lover and turned the dazed boy over onto his back. With both paws he pressed down deeply along the inside of the boys theighs and spread his legs wider. He thrust upward and marked Ryou as his forever.The Boy screamed as Bakura ripped his innocense from his body, he would never be the same.

"You are mine, as I am yours, forever. The hairs once soft and fluffy between Ryou's legs and both their bodies was now wet and Bakura was able to slide in and out with ease. Constantly nipping, bitting, and clawing, you couldn't tell where one body ended and the other began. The fire burned and each exploded releasing fluids and essence, one inside the other out. The little hairs around his entrance tingled and his legs quivered uncontrollable, sending pleasure up his spine. Ryou saw a milky way of star float pass his head. He was content.

Bakura gentle eased Ryou back to the reality and licked his body as lovers do. The lovers held each other close, still locked and finally he eased out of the boy's warm hole as the last muscles squeezed a goodbye.

Bakura watched as Ryou started to change back to his real self and he cried. Ryou felt his muscles moving and reached out to his lover, his claws had began to disappear.

"No, not now, please don't go." Ryou tears mixed with the salt from his sweat, and he panicked.

"Ryou, call my name," his secret lover whispered. "And I will stay, just for a little while."

"Bakura, Bakura, stay with me." Ryou voice now human rang out, it was almost to late.

Bakura took his claw and raked it over Ryou chest. He drew only a little blood and kissed his mark, while Ryou cried. "I must go, my love, but you only have to call my name and I will always be by your side. Now you must rest and promise not to fear this room or that man, because soon you will be free from this prison. Touch this mark and you will know my desire and feel my heat and passion. I am always a whisper in the dark, here for you always."

Ryou remember the soft touch of cool paws on his face as his lover rocked him to sleep and the boy dreamed.

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Please don't flame my grammar, or content. I'm posting without a beta...sorry... I just wanted to get this story out to ya all. Review, it only gets better. I know this was a little different, but there are so many catboys in manga. Oh and Joey, Ryou, Yugi are so cute too. Hey, I just gotta tell their story...If you like it let me know. Its 2:14 am I am posting, sleepy...goodnight... review...sleepy... sleepy...