This is my special 100 reviews celebration chapter. Why is it a celebration chapter? Because there's lemon in it! For those who don't want to read it's at the bottom so it's up to you to decide where you want to stop.
I decided to make November 10th Bakura's birthday because that was the day Ryou got the Ring. I don't know when he did actually get the Ring but this way it was a late birthday but early Christmas present from his father. I could have had Ryou and Bakura have a birthday together but I didn't. Looking back I should because then I'd have had enough ideas for all the birthdays. By the way, any ideas for party games would be appreciated. I need two more and then I've got something for everyone.
Anyway, enjoy!
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Chapter 14
It was night and Bakura was strolling leisurely through the hallways of Hogwarts. Ryou had told him to go away for awhile so that he could get something ready. Bakura smirked; hoping that the something Ryou was preparing was his late birthday present and contained either lace or leather, preferably on Ryou.
Bakura stopped when he heard a light, rhythmic tapping. It sounded like hurried footsteps. Bakura frowned, he couldn't see anyone nearby. He silently moved after the footsteps that were now descending the stairs.
When Bakura reached the entrance hall he stopped, hidden in shadows, and watched the front doors intently. The doors opened slightly but the pale moon beams that seeped into the darkness did not show the source of the tapping sound.
When the door closed Bakura dashed over and slipped out into the cold night air. He shivered as he followed the tapping down the steps to the grounds, wishing all the while that he had brought a jumper or something.
It was harder to follow the footsteps when Bakura reached the grass. He now listened to the swish of blades of grass parting to track where his target was going. It was also not as easy to stay hidden out in the open. Thankfully though the person had yet to turn around and see him. Or had they seen him and were just pretending that they hadn't?
The footsteps stopped in front of a wooden hoot. Bakura hid to the side of what looked like a garden. The door to the hut opened and Hagrid looked out. He stepped aside as if allowing someone to come in and then closed the door. After about a minute he walked out of the hut and headed towards the Beauxbatons carriage. He knocked on the door and Madame Maxime opened the door. They exchanged greetings then walked off arm in arm together.
Bakura dashed to Hagrid's hut and looked in through the window. There was no-one except a large dog in there. Bakura frowned. The person who had gone in there must have left with Hagrid. Bakura was thankful that being a thief had given him superior night vision compared to most. Combine his night vision with his almost silent steps and you have a wonderful midnight tracker.
They entered the Forbidden Forest. Bakura was pleased about this because now he could get closer to the couple and hidden person without being seen. He wanted to know where they were going but nobody was speaking so he'd just have to wait and see.
Suddenly there was an ear-splitting roar. Bakura froze for a moment then continued. They seemed to have reached their destination.
The first thing Bakura noticed was that there was lots of fire here. People were running madly around the fires for some reason. There was lots of shouting going on as well. Was this a strange wizard ritual? Bakura had seen stuff like this on TV; people wearing funny masks and dancing around the fire to praise their gods or whatever it was they were doing. Then they'd sacrifice a virgin to bring rain or a good harvest. Bakura crept forward to get a better seat for the show.
There was another deafening roar. Bakura looked up, his eyes widening at what he saw. Giant lizard things, all different colours, all breathing fire. The people weren't dancing around the fires; they were pulling on the lizards' chains to try and restrain them. There'd be no sacrificing that night. Pity.
Finally the men had enough and used their wands to subdue the lizards. They fell heavily to the ground, the earth shaking from the impact. Bakura inched closer and bumped into something. He tried to grab something to stop him falling. His hand caught hold of something but it didn't stop him from falling back onto his butt.
When Bakura looked up to see what he had bumped into he saw Harry's head floating in the air. "What the heck?" Bakura said, staring at the odd apparition.
Harry was just as shocked as Bakura. "What are you doing here?" he asked.
"What are you doing as a floating head?" Bakura returned.
Harry looked down and was glad to see that the rest of him was still covered. He ducked down and put the invisibility cloak on so that it covered him completely. "It's an invisibility cloak," he explained. "I don't need to explain what it does do I?"
"No the name pretty much says what it does," Bakura replied. "What are you doing here?"
"Hagrid told me that there was something special I needed to see. What about you?"
"I was following the disembodied footsteps."
"I was really that loud?"
"Not necessarily; I'm just really good at hearing people sneak about."
Harry sighed as he sat next to Bakura. "Since there are five dragons I'm assuming we have to fight one of them in the First Task."
"Those lizard things are dragons? Damn, I know nothing about dragons that aren't Duel Monster cards."
"You think I do? I heard Charlie say we only need to get past them but even that's going to be difficult." Harry sighed. "Looks like I'm going to be spending the next few days in the library going through book after book."
"You think that's bad? I might actually have to ask the others for help to get past that thing. I'd rather commit suicide than ask the pharaoh for help."
"If you don't know how to get past them though what makes you think any of your other friends will?" asked Harry.
Bakura shrugged. "I guess if worst comes to worst I'll just have to send the dragon to the Shadow Realm. Although, if it's a magical creature that might not work. Damn it! Why can't there be an easy solution?"
"Because then it wouldn't be a challenge."
There was a moment's pause before Bakura stood up. "I better be heading back; Ryou will have started to wonder where I've gone."
Harry looked at his watch and swore. "Shit I'm late for Sirius," he said as he jumped to his feet. He then cursed again for revealing that he was in contact with a criminal that wasn't actually a criminal everyone just thought he was a criminal.
Bakura raised an eyebrow. "Sirius is a boy's name." He smirked. "I didn't know you were gay Harry."
Harry's mouth moved but no words came out. He looked like a stupid gold fish. Of all the things he had expected Bakura to say that one was not at the top of his list.
Bakura chuckled and put his arm around Harry's invisible shoulders. "Don't worry Harry; I won't tell anyone that you have a boyfriend. You run along and have fun on your date. Better hurry though or Sirius will be a lot less willing to put out if you're late." He chuckled and walked back towards the castle, leaving a still speechless Harry in his wake.
Bakura was still grinning when he arrived back in the common room. He knocked on the door of his and Ryou's room and asked if he was allowed in. Ryou said he was so he quickly darted inside and closed the door behind him.
Bakura gasped when he turned around and saw candles burning softly around the room. Ryou was sitting on the bed wearing an almost see-through lace dress. Bakura licked his lips at the arousing sight. Ryou smiled, knowing Bakura would like his surprise.
Bakura stalked closer. He stopped when he noticed something resting near the pillow on the bed. "What's that?" he asked.
Ryou looked back at what Bakura was pointing at. He picked it up and showed Bakura. Pieces of leather? "You said before you wanted to try out bondage so I thought I'd tie myself up as part of your birthday present. Didn't work though – I could only do one wrist."
Bakura smirked and straddled Ryou's waist. "Don't worry love I'll tie you up properly."
Ryou blushed crimson before Bakura's lips descended on his. After they'd pulled apart Ryou lay back on the bed to allow Bakura to tie him up. It felt really weird but it was also…kind of exciting.
When Bakura had finished with Ryou's wrists he moved down to tie up his ankles. He then straddled Ryou's waist and leered down at him. He had so much power right now – he could do whatever he wanted to his poor, defenceless hikari.
Bakura leaned down and captured Ryou's lips. They started slow but the kiss became more passionate by the second. Bakura used one hand to steady himself and the other to bring Ryou's head up closer to him. Ryou moaned at the tongue probing his own, fighting hard in the battle for dominance.
Bakura moved from Ryou's lips to his ear. His tongue ran along the shell before small, white teeth nibbled on the lobe. Bakura's hand that had captured Ryou's head left its position and travelled down to run along a naked thigh. That was how Bakura discovered Ryou wasn't wearing any underwear.
Ryou threw back his head as wet kisses were placed all over his neck. His back arched when Bakura hit a sensitive spot, his wrists tugging at the restraints and a mewl of pleasure passing his parted lips. Bakura smirked at the gorgeous sounds coming from his bound hikari. Bakura was already heavily aroused by his moaning and mewling light and they were only just getting started.
Bakura soon reached the hem of Ryou's dress and decided it needed to go. It was then that something occurred to Bakura. "Now that you're tied up how am I supposed to undress you?"
"I don't know."
There was silence; then Bakura muttered, "Damn." Ryou giggled at Bakura's frustration. "What's so funny?" he asked angrily.
"It was just the look on your face…" Ryou trailed off, knowing Bakura got the picture.
Bakura growled. He didn't like anyone laughing at him. He pulled the dress up so that it covered Ryou's face and revealed his pale body. Ryou didn't like the material covering his face but unfortunately for him he couldn't remove it because of his bound wrists. Bakura on the other hand was delighted that he had discovered a way to get rid of the stupid without having to untie Ryou.
Bakura leaned down, his face hovering above Ryou's. "You never told me the dress could double as a blindfold," he said, amusement clearly laced in his voice.
Ryou pouted. "I don't like it. Take it off."
Bakura chuckled. "Why would I do that?" he asked innocently.
"Because I can't breathe under here."
Bakura tugged it up so that Ryou's mouth was uncovered. "There – now you can breathe."
"Bakura," Ryou whined. "Take it off."
"No. You laughed at me so the kinky sex toy stays on."
Ryou made a sound of frustration. "Take it off or there'll be no sex tonight at all!"
"Oh I think there will," Bakura said craftily as he slid down to between Ryou's legs.
Ryou was about to argue when something slid down his erection, making him gasp. Bakura smirked and raised his finger, letting it rest on the tip. Ryou shuddered at the teasing pleasure. He was not going to give in; Bakura was not going to win.
Bakura continued stroking Ryou at the same, slow pace, making the boy shift uncomfortably and bite his lip to stop any sounds of pleasure escape. Damn Bakura and his torture! Ryou knew this agonizing pace wasn't going to stop until he begged but he wasn't going to beg! He would not lower himself to that!
Meanwhile Bakura was becoming irritated by Ryou's minimal response. He decided he'd have to go to the next level to get those sweet sounds he loved to pass from Ryou's lips. Bakura lowered his head and enveloped Ryou with his mouth. Ryou let out a choked gasp, his hips bucking involuntarily. Ryou squeezed his eyes shut and dug his nails into the palms of his hands. He was not going to moan, he was not going to give Bakura the satisfaction, he was not going to show how much he loved this, he was not…
Bakura's tongue ran up and down Ryou's enveloped erection. Ryou's eyes sprang open. He would have bucked his hips if Bakura hadn't been holding them down. He tugged at the straps restraining him but they didn't budge. He threw back his head, letting out a delighted groan as Bakura sped up the thrusts of his tongue.
Ryou was starting to pant now; his erection was throbbing, he needed his release. His eyes were closed, his body tense and ready to come. He could feel it coming, just a little more…
Bakura's warm mouth disappeared and Ryou let out a disappointed moan. He bucked his unrestrained hips but he didn't encounter anything. He stopped moving and remained still, listening intently for any sound. There was something very faint from the bottom of the bed but he wasn't sure what it was.
"Bakura?" he whispered.
There was no reply. The sound of the drawer of the bed side table opening was heard instead. Ryou turned his head towards it but Bakura had arranged the dress that covered his face in folds so that he could not distinguish anything.
The bed sagged and Ryou turned his head in that direction. He squeaked as something was thrust into his entrance. It was small, like a finger. The finger in and out slowly before another joined it. The third finger was added and moved with the others until they were all removed.
"Bakura?" Ryou questioned again.
"Brace yourself Ryou," Bakura whispered back before pushing himself into Ryou's tight passage.
Ryou cried out at the sharp pain then grit his teeth, waiting for the pleasure to come. Above him he could hear Bakura breathing heavily, could feel the yami looming over him as he waited.
"Go for it," Ryou said when the pain had receded.
Bakura started slow, soon starting to get into a rhythm of probing thrusts. Both males moaned as the pace increased, both waiting for Bakura to find that special spot inside Ryou.
Ryou screamed as Bakura hit that bundle of nerves inside of him. Bakura grinned and repeatedly hit the same spot; Ryou crying out in pleasure as stars flashed in front of his eyes.
Both males were panting now as the pressure in their stomachs built up. Bakura pushed into Ryou with all the force and energy he could muster, one hand moving between them to pump Ryou's length. Ryou bucked his hips up, helping to increase the pleasure and find the release they both craved.
Ryou suddenly tensed, his eyes rolling back in his head as he came with a scream of delight. Bakura gave one last thrust and coated Ryou's passages with his seed. He then flopped forward onto Ryou's chest, breathing heavily.
It took a minute or so for Bakura to recover. He pulled out of Ryou and untied the boy's ankles. He then untied Ryou's wrists, removing the dress from his face while he was at it. He pulled Ryou into his arms and buried his nose into the exhausted boy's hair.
"You give me the best birthday presents," Bakura muttered sleepily.
"You need to blow out the candles or they'll set something on fire," whispered Ryou, his eyes closed.
Bakura sighed and slowly did as he was told. When he'd finished he returned to Ryou in the darkness. He cuddled back up to him and asked, "Are you mad at me for not taking off the dress?"
Ryou groaned slightly. "I'll let you off because it was your birthday treat but don't do it again. Now go to sleep."
Bakura smiled and kissed his hikari. "I love you."
"Sleep," Ryou muttered irritably.
Bakura chuckled softly but said no more, letting both of them drift away into a tired sleep.
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