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Sakura this one is for you… meowow…………………

To a friend that started these insane thoughts in my head . . . where are you????

A/N: This is a lemony chapter, I'm not the best or even close, hey but it is what it is….. Enjoy…..

Recap: Bakura claimed his lips brutally but with care. He nipped at the fine hairs as they appeared on his neck and upper chest and licked the warm blood as it pooled. Bakura returned his attention to Ryou's swollen lips and intensified the kiss. He wrapped his tail tightly around the boy's legs teasing and pulling him underneath his muscular body. The night was young . . . . . . .

Chapter 15: Truth

Suddenly Ryou felt a cool breeze on his chest; it mingled with the pounding in his heart, slow and steady with flutters of desire. "Why, I don't understand, why did you stop?"

Bakura eased the boy from underneath his body and gathered him into the soft fur of his lap. He held Ryou firmly, yet at a distance from the warmth of his body, positioning his backside on his semi-erect penis. He spoke in volumes with his dark hooded eyes, yet not a word escaped his luscious lips.

"Talk to me, have I angered you, or maybe just like everyone else I'm just someone of little importance." The boy started to shake and he would have fallen if Bakura hadn't held him. "WHY did you give me hope only to take it away . . . . .?" Ryou's whiskers began to twitch as they slowly receded back in the pours of his skin. His eyes started to lose their night vision and the image of Bakura faded in and out.

"Stop this; I won't let it end like this, never." Ryou moved away from his lover, feeling indignant.

"Don't walk away from me . . . . Aren't you tired of running?" He pulled the boy back, and Bakura glared deeply into the eyes that mirrored his own chocolate brown orbs. "Only you have that power."

Ryou turned his attention to the hypnotic glow in Bakura's eyes and moved even closer.

"Remember I'm nothing but a dream." The temperature in the room started to drop and the walls closed in on the lovers. Dark memories surface and the wonton desire on Bakura's face faded to terror which caused fear to surface in Ryou's heart. Bakura smirked.

"No, that's not true, you've touched me . . . . And made love to me . . . ." Ryou's voice faded to a whisper. For a moment the chill reminded him of the psycho and Kaiba. "No I won't go back."

"Have I really, loved you? I came to you because you called and needed someone to survive the hell in your life; the endless days after days of torture." The cat man whispered as he moved closer to his confused prey.

Bakura stroked the boy's moisten cheeks; from the tears he'd cried, with a fine claw. The caress traveled down to the thin line between his taut nipples, and drew the young lover back within arm's reach. He started to pant and sweat and Bakura threw back his head and watched as long silky hairs from his silver mane brushed over Ryou's face. The sensation stirred the desires he'd tried so hard to suppress. A deep laugh followed and the boy flinched.

'Have I left one nightmare only to find another,' he thought. "But Yugi, he felt you too . . . was that a lie too?"

"Yes," Bakura purred, "It was your pride at having someone special in your life . . . some who didn't hurt you. . . . Beside he is your best friend and so very close to you. It was only natural you would share your deepest desires with him. You were so lonely."

"No, you are real, if this is a dream, then . . . . . don't ever let it end. I don't want to live in this world without you by my side." Ryou crumbled and fell to his knees, to hurt to even cry.

"Are you sure my precious kitten this is what you want. I am a selfish lover, be it in your dreams or the world. Would you leave this life and start a new one with me? Far away from those you love. Tell me little one what is it you truly desire." Bakura pulled the boy from the cold floor and laid him down on a bed of roses.

"I want my family to be happy . . . . I want to dance . . . paint . . . . Sing . . . write . . . . to be free to become the slave of the man I desire" Ryou turned over on his side but not before he grabbed at the long silver hairs that surrounded his face. He buried his nose; and whiskers in a fist full and sniffed at the roses. Without warning his tail bone started to burn, as a tail started to grow and twitch between his legs, his arousal was next.

"Ahhh . . . a slave to the man that you desire, it is with pleasure I take your virginity; once I take you, I'll never leave your side." Bakura hands eased down pass his nipples and began a slow flirtation with his manhood; which moved up and down in response.

"This is not a dream and the pain will be your reward to always remember this night." Bakura slipped two fingers into his tight opening and smiled. "It is not too late."

Ryou refused to cry out and bit the inside of his lip instead. 'Leave his family to find his own happiness,' he thought, as Bakura' fingers fondled his ass. "I want . . . . ." he couldn't finish the sentence, his cock was painfully erect.

Bakura at some point straddle the boy and whispered; nipping at the soft fur around his ears. "So will you be my cat boy tonight?" Bakura hit that raw bundle of nerves and smirked at the quivering body underneath him. He spread his legs with his tail and moved down between his legs to examine closely the boy's beautiful erection.

"Yes, you are precious," Bakura's circled Ryou's tip and paused for a moment to taste the pre-cum, before he sucked all that he could into his mouth and throat, yet he continue to finger his prostrate never letting up on the waves of pleasure he knew coursed throughout the boy's body.

"I can't hold it . . . ." The boy cried, as he pushed down on the fingers inside, teasing him, he wanted more. "More . . . ."

Bakura peeked at his lover, from his heavenly perch; and continued to stroke the velvet tissue inside, but slipped another finger deep within. Ryou arched up filling Bakura throat with his cum. He shivered as his body heated up, sweat seeping from pours all over his body; as his back side continued to burn. "I want more . . . more, so hot."

Bakura eased his fingers out and licked his lips; he didn't need to look down below, his own manhood throbbed in anticipation.

Ryou pawed at his lover, missing his face and chest; expressing his agitation, a low hiss followed by his lips curled back into a snarl; baring white fangs. He continued to swipe at the air and Bakura grabbed both paws on the next attack.

He tied his wrist with the belt from around his waist and pulled the boy up so that he sat in his lap. "Tonight you will be mine as a man to man." The cat features faded from his face and Ryou marveled at the perfection in front of him.

In one gesture Ryou was tied to a bed post and flipped over, his stomach touching the soft petal and his butt cheeks facing Bakura's throbbing manhood, which he rubbed back and forth between the boy's legs. Bakura parted his cheeks with care, his eyes never leaving the quivering hole. He couldn't resist one last taste with his tongue.

Ryou's knees buckled and he whimpered as if in great pain or pleasure. The buckle snapped and Ryou immediately grab the sheets, crushing the petals, which in turn scented the room. Bakura snaked up against his body and pulled the boy down impelling him on his manhood.

"Nng . . . ."

"Relax, my kitten . . . . "He'd only passed the thickness of his head. Slowly he eased, more inside.

" . . . . "

Bakura licked at the pulsing vein on the boy's neck marking and distracted his beautiful virgin lover. Ryou continue to whimper, his mind lost in the pleasures and pain he felt.

Bakura thrust upward and pulled the boy's wet and quivering hips down till they rested on his muscled thighs. Ryou couldn't suppress his scream as he felt Bakura balls and realized Bakura was completely inside.

" . . . "

"So tight . . . . But I can't stop . . . . . "it was a gentle thrust. He reached around and started to pump the boy's penis.

Bakura eased his lover back onto his knees, whispering endearment. "I can go deeper, my pet." He'd found his secret spot; Ryou pushed the last inch inside his swollen body.

"AHhhhhhhhhhh . . . ." Panning, the boy fisted the sheets in a mind blowing wave of pleasure and Bakura proceeded to pounded him into eternity. Each thrust lifted the lovers higher until breathing became a problem. Ryou didn't see stars, but twinkles light up all around him, like the fourth of July. Bakura was a stick of dynamite about to explode up his ass. He just wanted to live, so that he could do this again.

Exhausted but satiated like two fat cats Ryou laid in his lover's arms. Content that Bakura took care to wash and gentle his body until the shaking stopped.

Bakura heard the click of a distance door latch first and the loud voice of someone he didn't want to see just yet. Time had run out for the lovers, in the breaking of dawn, and hell was about to be let lose, he only had a few moments to make this right.

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