Alright, I got some announcements. 1) I have decided I'm not doing Heartshipping in this story. I just can't do it. There's just no way it'll fit in this story. I"ll be doing Librashipping instead. 2) This chapter WAS going to be Yami and Bakura's date but it ended up being something entirely different. Yami's POV, Bakura's POV, and Marik's POV are ALL not in this chapter. Yeah I know right! It wasn't even my plan and then this crazy idea popped in my mind and poof this is the chapter I came up with. Fear not, they will return NEXT chapter and the date shall as well.
Also, I have decided I'm going to do a Puppyshipping lemon. And I'm guessing we want a Librashipping one too since that's the plan for the pairing I'm choosing right? Alright? Sound good? Enjoy! :D
Endlessly:
I could love you endlessly, I could fall in love with you and we could keep a miracle alive. Every time I look in your eyes, I get lost inside of your soul. What are you doing to me? Don't you know that I hate you? Don't you want my blood on your hands? Don't you want me to scream? Don't you realize that it's too late to bring me back life? I'm already further than death. I'm drowning in my desire for you and my need to kill you. I want my hands covered in your blood, I want your skin underneath my fingertips I want you to reach out and touch me, I want you to burn me alive with your beautiful eyes. I want to hear your voice when I go to bed at night, I want to lie next to you and watch the world go by. I want to end you for good, I want to make you suffer, I want to see the look in your eyes when you look up at me when I hold the knife above your heart. I want you to know that any claims of hope you had of us is nothing but fantasy we'll never have. I want you to be the one that kills me, I want my blood on your hands.. I want you to end me I want to feel your passion. I want to feel your soul wrapping around mine. I I want to know if you feel this too. I want to know if I can kill you now. I want to feel you underneath me I want to feel something besides this loneliness I feel inside. I want to bring the demon out of you.
I want to know if it hurts when I cut you up inside. I want to know if you really hate me or if I really hate you. I want to make me scream, I want to feel the power within me grow. I want you to knock me out, I want you to defeat me. I want something so much more from you than I could ever get. I want you to bleed, I want you to scream. I need you to know you're driving me crazy. I need you to know my soul burns passionately for you every time you give me that look I think I'm going to lose my mind. I want you dead, I want your soul to scream, to earn itself to me. I need you to know this isn't a game anymore. And what would you think if I told you that loved you this whole time? What would you say if I told you I never wanted to hate you, that I never loved you at all? What if I was playing with your mind?
What if I was lying right now? What if I told it was too personal to tell you how I felt about you? What if I told you that everything you've done to me was nothing more than just a wicked fantasies you dreamt of? What if I can't take it back? What if I don't want to? What if everything I said wasn't a lie? What if I tried to bring you back? What if I really did love you? Would you love me back, even though you think of me as a fool? Am I fool to fall in love with you? What if I told you that loving you is so impossible, it's not reality. I couldn't take it anymore. You burn me alive, I'd give myself to you if I could.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. If I did, then Yugioh would have ended with Bakura and Yami admitting their undying love for one another and Seto would have pulled Joey into a kiss to shut him up because Puppy and Darkshipping rock!
Warnings: My usual, y'all know what that means, but for those of you who happen to be new to my awesomeness, it means there's lemony goodness!
Summary:
Moments away from destroying Zorc, Yami hesitates, asking Horakhty if she can set Bakura free. She agrees, telling Yami that in order for him to pass into the afterlife, he must break his enemy of the darkness, and he only as a year to do so.
Chapter Fourteen: Envision
[Anzu's POV]:
I sit at the antique wooden desk that my father had made me for my ninth birthday. The desk is setting sideways. To my left is the door that leads to and from my room. My walk-in closet is a few feet down from that. Directly in front of me is my bed and above that is the window where I can see the full moon shining brightly. I chew on the end of my eraser, taking notes as I read the paragraph in my textbook. I'm reading on the Revolutionary War in America. I figured that if I'm going to be going to America next fall, I best start learning some of their history, right?
I don't want to do homework right now, but I don't have a choice. I have to keep my grades up and I've never been one to just see something once and then get an 'A' on assignments. A lot of times I'm forced reading my textbooks and working hours into the night. It's Friday night, my friends, no doubt are out having a good time as they had talked about it earlier this week, joking with me about being a bookworm. Ryou, of course, got the same treatment. He's always been one to keep up with his studies too.
Yugi, is a different story entirely. He loathes. Since Yami announced that he was the 'Duel Monster's Champion of the World' he was the one that got paid by Kaiba, must to Kaiba's displeasure, of course. It wasn't really the money that pissed him off though, that much should be obvious. So, I know Yugi and Yami have money, but I don't want Yugi to depend on anyone and I know he doesn't either. Yami cares about school, but he doesn't seem to be into it like I am. I guess it's because he has no need for it, as he will be leaving after this mess with Bakura is over.
Bakura.
A few weeks ago, Ryou told us about Bakura's past. Well, what he knew at least. I was shocked to say the least. Marik added his input as well and it made a lot of sense why he is so protective over the thief. Who wouldn't be after hearing that story. It took all my willpower not to run up the stairs and hug him. I knew he wouldn't like that though. Bakura hates anything of the sort. Probably because he didn't get any for so long.
Bakura has really opened up to our group. I'm still iffy around him honestly, but maybe that's just because it's so hard for me to see him in this new light. But despite that, he's a lot of fun to be around. He and Yami are constantly challenging each other. I think it's nice that the 'King of Games' can't win at everything. It just shows that no one is perfect, despite how much I wished them to be.
Yes, I'll admit, I had a crush on Yami. Who wouldn't? He's gorgeous, strong, confident, sweet, gentle. Everything that any woman would crave. But, Yami has no interest in me other than a friend and I respect that. I knew that from the start. At first, I thought maybe he liked Yugi and couldn't date him because they shared a body. After all, he nearly lost it when he had became possessed by the 'Seal of Orichalcos'. Of course, I know better now.
It's Bakura he's in love with. Watching them interact, you can tell they really care about each other. Whether Bakura's actions are an act or not, I have not concluded as I am not an expert on the man.
I will, however, conclude that he has changed. Or maybe that's just me? Maybe I'm seeing him in a new light. After finding out about what happened in his past, when I look at Bakura I can't help but grimace. It's like I can feel how sad he is. It makes a lot of sense now why he did the things he did, but still it was no excuse.
According to Marik, Bakura is seven years older than Yami which means that the former Pharaoh would have been a baby when Bakura's village was destroyed. There is no way in hell that is Yami's fault! How dare Bakura blame Yami! Bakura has to know that Yami didn't do it though. Marik and Ryou didn't go further than to tell us what had happened to Bakura. Marik told us about how close he got with the ex tomb robber, but that's about it. Ryou never gave us insight on his relationship with him, but that's to be expected. The soft-spoken Hikari was never one to open up to anyone. Hopefully, that will change.
"Anzu?" my mother calls through the door giving it a knock. The door clicks open and she pops her head in. "Are you ready to eat sweetheart?"
"I'll be down in a second mom." I reply.
"Be sure that you do. I made a meatloaf tonight and I don't want you eating it cold like you did that one night." she chatises.
I sigh. "You just had to bring that up." I mumble.
"Just be down in five minutes." she says and with that she closes the door.
I'm lucky to have such caring parents. They own a furniture company. My father makes the furniture and my mother does the sells. They're a great team. I jot down a few notes in my notebook flipping the page, I place my pencil in the crease and stand up. My legs ache from having sat so long in one position. When I study, I don't move until all of it is done. Sometimes though, like now, I have to break and eat.
Joey is the exact opposite of me. I chuckle to myself remembering the time that I had to tutor my overzealous friend in Algebra. He wouldn't sit still to save his life! It took a duel for him to finally settle down and focus. I, of course, lost, but it was fun regardless. I walk down the stairs into the kitchen where my parents are already putting the food on their plates.
"Anzu, it's nice of you to join us tonight. I thought you might want to eat 'the', 'and', 'is' tonight since you love them so much." my father says in a teasing manner.
I can't help but laugh sitting down so I'm to the left of him.
"Nah, mom said she made meatloaf and my stomach wanted to eat that instead of words." I joke back.
"I should hope you want my cooking and not some poisoned paper." my mother says souping up a forkful of mashed potatoes. "I don't want to take you to the hospital again."
"Mother, I was five!" I exclaim a blush painting my cheeks.
"How are your friends?" Father asks delivering me from this insanity.
"Really great," I chirp brightly. I pick of my glass of water.
"Really now?" Father asks.
I nod as I drink the clear tasteless liquid. I set the glass down wiping my lips with my napkin.
"Yes. Ryou's already got five acceptance letters to colleges around the world." I say.
"That's wonderful!" Mother beams. She's always been fond of the white-haired boy. "Does he know where he wants to go?"
"I don't think so." I say.
"Well he has options no doubt." Father says. "And what about that cousin of his?"
I told my parents about Bakura and Yami. Well, what Mr. Mouto told the school anyways. My parents are even worse than Kaiba when it comes to magic. So there'd be no point in telling them that Yami is actually an ancient Egyptian Pharaoh and Bakura is an ancient tomb robber who are literally mortal enemies who are madly in love with one another. I smile to myself at the irony of it all.
"Anzu, are you thinking about Yami again?" Mother asks.
I swallow too soon and my food gets clogged in my throat. I cough, gasping for air. I take a large swallow of water. I wipe my tear filled eyes with my napkin. I clear my throat, composing myself.
"Mother, we've already been through this. Yami is gay." I say.
"A good looking man like that should settle down with a nice young lady not play with boys." she says.
"Kae, that's enough." Father chatises my mother.
"He's doing alright I guess." I reply shifting in my seat a bit.
"He sure is a looker." Mother says. "Why don't you-"
"He's gay too."
"Are all of your friends gay, Anzu?" she asks.
I shrug. "I'm not sure honestly."
"He seems very sad though." Mother muses.
One thing I cannot hide from my mother is her uncanny ability to detect such things about people. It takes me an act of congress to hide anything from her.
"Yami's been helping him." I say.
"That's good." Father says. "Are they dating?"
I shake my head. "They're just friends."
My mother opens her mouth to say something, but is cut off by my cellphone ringing. I answer it, excusing myself from the table.
I head towards the living room at the base of the stairs before answering my phone.
"Hello?"
"Anzu you have got to get over here!" someone shouts at me.
"Who is this?" I ask holding the phone out so I won't get blasted.
'It's Mokuba!" the caller replies.
"Oh! Hey Mokuba, didn't recognize your voice! Why do you want me to come over? It's nearly eight." I say putting the phone to my ear again."And I have a lot of homework-"
"Joey and Seto kissed!" he all but squeals.
"No way! Get out of here!" I exclaim. "When?!"
"Just a few moments ago!" he giggles.
Well, it's about time those two kissed!
".Are you at the Game Shop or your house?" I ask.
"Neither! At the arcade!" he replies excitedly.
"I'll be over in a minute." I say hanging up.
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[Joey's POV]:
"T, ya ain't ever gonna beat me!" I shout.
We're all at the arcade save Anzu. Tristan and I are playing a racing game. He definitely can't beat me.
"Wheeler, your overconfidence has caused you to lose." T smirks.
"Wh-"
My eyes widened when I see the score. How the hell did he?
"What the hell just happened?!" I exclaim standing up.
"You got your ass whooped, what else?" Kaiba sneers walking up to me. Mokuba not far from his trail.
"I was winning!" I shout.
"Winning is not in your vocabulary. Unless you mean you'll be winning my broom tonight after you lose another bet." my crush smirks.
"I'm not gonna be your maid again, Kaiba!" I snap. "Now, of you'd be so kind to get out of my way then-"
Kaiba grabs my arm. "What's the rush? Gonna find another game to lose at?" he jeers.
Anger bubbles inside of me ready to explode. I just don't understand why someone so hot as Kaiba has to be such a dick!
"I know I'm not that great at games, but at least I try and I have fun. Unlike you!" I shout pointing my finger at him.
Kaiba backs away a bit so I'm barely touching him, letting go of my wrist in the process.
"I don't have time for fun." he spits.
"Seto, stop being mean to Joey!" Mokuba chatises.
"It's the only way he can get into his pants." I hear Marik say.
We turn to see the Egyptian walking up to us.
"So, is this a threesome race? I'll say I never expected this type of behaviour from the three of you. Then again, it's always the ones that are the least likely to be a certain way that are." Marik says leaning against the wall.
"Kaiba and Joey were fighting like usual." Tristan mutters. "What else?"
Marik looks us up and down. "Kaiba, you are so turned on it's not even funny. You're seriously going to explode one day if you don't jack off or some shit. And Joey, I think it'd be best if you got fucked a few times to keep your ass in line."
Silence fills the air then Tristan and Mokuba explode with later. My face heats up in embarrassment and Kaiba stands stiffly, hands clenched at his sides.
"Oh man!" Tristan exclaims through fits of laughter. "That would get Joey to stop running his mouth!"
"Shaddup, T!" I shout.
"The two of you could be so much happier if you'd just kissed." Mokuba giggles. 'It's so obvious that you-"
"Fine!" Kaiba shouts. "I'm sick and tired of everyone saying Wheeler and I like each other! I'll prove you all wrong!"
Before I have time to protest, I'm slammed against the wall. Marik moves out of the way and I let out a yelp of surprise. Kaiba stares into my eyes for a brief moment before pressing his lips to mine.
My mind is spinning and my vision blurs. I close my eyes, moaning. Kaiba licks my lips. I gasp and he takes this opportunity to explore the insides of my mouth. I instinctively wrap my arms around his neck. He presses up against me. I gasp from the contact. I vaguely hear cat calls, wolf whistles, squeals, and giggles as I'm enveloped by this addicting taste of someone that's bullied me for years.
Kaiba pulls away. His eyes are much different than they usually are. Instead of that cold-hearted, I don't give a shit look. He has the look of passion, lust and something else I can't put my finger on.
Kaiba moves away from me.
"Enjoy yourself there?" Bakura smirks.
"I sure did," Kaiba says. "You'll be enjoying Yami here soon too."
"Oh without a doubt."
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[Mokuba's POV]:
It took me forever to convince Seto to come to the arcade with me, but I knew he would eventually especially after he found out that Joey was going to be there. My plan went perfectly! I knew Joey and Seto would argue. Then Marik came over and, being the blunt person he is, told Joey and Seto what's what and to prove us all wrong, Seto kissed Joey.
I called Anzu to tell her the good news. She should be here soon! I'm just so happy for my brother and Joey. I don't know if they'll be in a relationship right now, but they had their first kiss and that's something! I just have to get Yami and Bakura together now.
'One down, one to go.' I think to myself. 'Mokuba's ultimate plan is a success!'
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[Seto's POV]:
I didn't want to, but my body and my constant need of a challenge brought me to this state: kissing Joey Wheeler. I have never kissed anyone before. I have more important things than to satisfy my trivial desires. Unfortunately, this kiss of ours is causing very annoying things to me that get more and more painful the longer we kiss.
I should stop this, but for some reason, I can't. My pants constrict me tightly. I press up against the boy. I shiver in pleasure from the contact choking back a moan. He gasps.
I pull away, turning around.
"Enjoy yourself there?" Bakura smirks.
"I sure did," I say. "You'll be enjoying Yami here soon too."
"Oh without a doubt."
I haven't seen Bakura in about two weeks and I can already see the signs that he's changing. That's good. He needs to get better so Yami can leave and I can be the 'King of Games' again. Mokuba and the rest of the geek patrol come over.
"I heard the good news." Anzu beams. "I'm so happy for you guys!"
"For what?" I ask. "We just kissed. It didn't mean anything."
I wished I hadn't have looked at Wheeler because the look in his eye is breaking my heart. I walk away. I know no one is following me and that's a good thing because I need time to think about this. Suddenly, I feel feminine fingers wrapping around my wrist, forcing me to stop.
"You have some nerve!" Anzu hisses once I turn around.
I stare down at her. Her blue eyes are blazing with wild flames. I scowl, jerking away from the girl.
"What's it to you?" I snap.
"What's it to me?!" she exclaims. "How about the fact that Joey's one of my best friends and you just go and kiss him and it doesn't mean anything to you?!"
"I was merely proving a point." I say. "There are no feelings involved and there never will be."
"Maybe not for you, but there is for Joey!" she shouts.
My eyes widen at her outburst.
"That's right, Kaiba. Joey likes you! Why, I will never know, but he does! He thinks you hate him, but when you kissed him you proved that you didn't hate him. You gave him hope that the two of you would have a chance, but instead you broke his heart!" she exclaims.
That was never my intention. I didn't want to upset him. I didn't think he'd take that kiss seriously though. It was just a kiss..no, that was so much more. But how? I don't have time for this foolishness!
"Mokuba was right, you are miserable." she mutters.
"Stay out of my business, Mazaki." I spit.
"When you hurt one of my friends, it is my business." she hisses. "Now, are you going to apologize to Joey or are you going to walk away with your tail between your legs?"
"I think this is something that the mutt and I need to discuss without you and the rest of your geek squad members, don't you?" I sneer.
Anzu glares at me. I'm unphased. She cannot endure my wrath.
I turn after a moment. "Tell Wheeler to come over tomorrow." I say.
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[Joey's POV]:
After the incident with Kaiba, we all head back home. Well, I head back to the Game Shop. Everyone else heads. home. I'm sitting on the couch watching TV. Anzu offered to comfort me, but I didn't want it. I'm wrapped in a blanket popcorn at my side. I watch a sad movie. It's funny how when we're sad we watch sad things. I guess it's to remind ourselves that we're not the only ones to feel such pain.
How stupid was I to believe that kiss was real? I mean he did say he was going to prove all the taunting wrong. But then, why did it feel real? Why not just a peck on the lips? Why did it feel like an eternity that we were tasting each other? I reach my hand up, touching my lower lip with my fingers. I can still feel the softness of those gorgeous lips.
I sigh heavily grabbing a few tissues and blowing my nose. I don't know why dis hurts so badly. I wished I could call Serenity, but it's late. I hate dat we live in different countries. She said she's trying to move back to Domino, but it's hard when mom hates me and Serenity's only fifteen. Still, I'm glad she did get to see me over the summer. Much to Mom's dismay.
"Joey?" I hear Yugi ask from the bottom of the stairs. I turn my head, looking over the back of the couch at my small friend. He walks to the couch, taking a seat beside of me, moving the tissue box and popcorn bowl off the couch. "What's wrong?" he asks.
I don't answer. I don't know how to. I don't look at him, afraid if I do, I'll break down like the fool I am.
"Joey, it's going to be okay." Yugi says.
I make the mistake of turning to my friend and I all but burst into a fit of tears clinging onto the HIkari for dear life. He rubs my back, telling me everything will be okay, how though? I was just fine until that bastard kissed me! Why did he he have to do dat?! I hate him!
'Don't be a fool, you love him.' my inner voice says.
'No, I hate him!' I yell.
'He does those things to get a rise out of you. Do you honestly believe that you'd have fallen for him so hard if he wasn't the way he is?' it asks.
By gods! it's right...well, I guess I should say I'm right since it's a part of me. I never thought about dat before. Kaiba and I have always been at each other's throats since the day we met. He constantly teases me, which riles me up and we end up fighting. He constantly mocks me and I constantly try to outdo him in everything just to prove to him I'm better than him even though I know I'm not. I never do that with anyone else. I mean sure, when I'm faced with a challenge, I take it head on and I fight off bullies, but Kaiba, it's just different with him.
I pull away from Yugi, wiping my eyes.
"Are you okay, Joey?" Yugi asks handing me a tissue.
I blow my nose. "I-I think so." I manage weakly.
"I think it's time for you to tell Kaiba how you feel, don't you?" my best friend asks.
"Yeah," I agree.
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[Seto's POV]:
It's about three o'clock in the morning and sleep has not welcomed me yet. It's nothing new, having insomnia without a doubt is a pain in the ass, but it's not a sleep disorder that's keeping me up tonight. It's Wheeler.
No matter how hard I try, I cannot get the look he gave me out of my mind. Every time I close my eyes, I see those sad honey brown eyes staring at me tears coating them slightly begging to spill over. I don't even know if he noticed, he never shows his weakness to me.
I never met to hurt him. I just wanted to prove a point. I was tired of the constant bitching about how Wheeler and I are in love. I'm not in love with anyone and they need to realize that! Mokuba is constantly on my ass about how i need to confess and I'll be happier and blah, blah, blah. All I care about is his happiness. I have other things to do besides get into a relationship.
Besides, what makes them think a relationship between the mutt and I would work anyways? We're two different people. He doesn't know how to keep that mouth of his shut.
'And that's exactly why you like him.' my inner voice says.
'Just shut up.' I snap.
'I'm disappointed in you, Seto.' it continues as if I never breathed a word.
'I don't care. I don't love him, why should it matter if I kissed him? I was only trying to get them off my ass!' I yell.
'If that's the case then why did it take you so long to pull away?' it smirks.
I scowl. My inner voice just had to bring that up. Why did I kiss him so long? Was it because I had never kissed someone and the feeling felt to amazing to stop or was there something more?
'Both.' it says.
'Why are you still bothering me?' I snap.
'I'm trying to knock some sense into you. You constantly go on and on about how you have to be perfect and you don't! Let Joey love you! Cry some! Hell, do what Marik said and jack off once and a while!'
'I am not doing that!' I hiss.
'Why?' it asks.
'I have more important things to do than that!' I snarl.
'Apparently not because you sure were rubbing up against your lover quite a bit during that kiss of yours.' the voice says triumphantly.
'He's not my lover!'
'He might as well be, but I suggest you do something about that raging hard-on you have.' it says.
'Why don't you do something about it then?!' I hiss.
'I do.' the voice snaps. 'It's your turn to do something about it! How the hell can you pleasure someone else if you can't pleasure yourself?'
'I don't plan on doing anything like that.' I sneer.
'Keep telling yourself that. One kiss from Joey and your hormones were screaming in protest.' it says. 'Now, stop acting stupid and just do it! You and Joey will be fucking tomorrow.'
'We will not!' I exclaim in an angry hiss.
'The two of you will argue, then because you're a horny teenager, you'll kiss him and because you're not in control of your hormones yet, you'll fuck him and then you'll hurt him because you won't do it right.' it says.
'I'm plenty in control of my hormones!' I growl. 'I'm eighteen years old and I have never once done any of the shit you want me to do right now!'
'Exactly!' it exclaims. 'You have all this pent up emotion that's begging to be released. If you don't do this, you're going to hurt Joey. Do you want to do that?'
'No.' I sigh.
The inner voice is finally quiet. I hate when that stupid thing is right. I don't want to hurt Wheeler, I never wanted to hurt him. He makes me feel things I've never felt before. How can I make it go away? How can I forget this kiss?
No, I can't. No matter how hard I try, I'll forever remember it. It was, after all, my first kiss. I still remember how soft his lips were and the feel of his wonderful body pressed up against mine. My cock twitches in my pants. I growl. This is no time for such weakness!
But if I don't do this, what will happen to Joey? Who's to say I won't lose control and kiss him? And, like my inner voice mentioned earlier, as inexperienced as I am, I could give into this weakness and hurt him. I can't allow that to happen.
Still, it just seems wrong to do this. I hear about it all the time, especially in meetings. They're constantly talking about how they screw their wives into oblivion after treating her to some fancy dine. It makes me sick. Especially since I don't like women. I never paid much attention to things of this nature, but I have always find men more attractive than women. I'm not sure why. Maybe there's a deeper meaning behind it all. Who cares.
I close my eyes, letting out a breath I didn't know I was holding in. I let my hand travel down the length of my body slowly. My heart's beating a mile a minute. Everything in me is telling me not to do this, yet begging me to at the same time. My fingers touch the hem of my pajama pants, curling tightly around the fabric until my knuckles turn white.
'Just get it over with.' I tell myself.
I squeeze my eyes shut even tighter when I feel my hand move down inside my pants and wrap around my erection. I hiss as my cold hand makes contact with my overly heated flesh. It sits there, my fingers stretching and clasping around the shaft, squeezing it. I jump when I feel smalls jolts of electricity shooting through me, but they're not painful. It actually feels good. Really good.
I tighten my hold, moving my hand up and down slowly. I gasp as jolts of pleasure are sent up my spine causing my hips to jerk into my touch. I don't think I can squeeze my eyes any tighter this point. My stomach tightens each passing second. I bit my lip hard to suppress the moans choking me. It's not that I'm afraid Mokuba will hear me, we're at the opposite ends of the house, it's a matter of not wanting to show my weakness.
My lip is throbbing, my teeth on the verge of breaking the skin at the pressure I'm putting on it. My shirt is soaked with sweat. My body continues to jolt every time my hand moves up and down my cock. Clear liquid seeps from the tip and I collect it with my fingers making my movements more fluid. This is beyond anything I have ever felt before. Everything in me is begging me to stop, for me not to show weakness, but it feels too good to stop.
I remove my hand, throwing my shirt off. It is way too hot in here. I slide my pants down my hips, slapping my fingers around myself again. I choke back a moan, I can taste the blood in my mouth now. The coil in my stomach tightens, ready to spring at any given moment. I
rub the tip with my thumb sending even more jolts of pleasure throughout me.
A sharp jolt of pleasure nearly knocks the breath out of me.
"Fuck!" I exclaim under my breath.
The coil in my stomach springs and I'm sent over this edge in bliss.
"Joey!" I nearly scream the name of the mutt.
I collapse back onto the bed, panting heavily. My stomach is covered in my cum. All at once, I feel disgusted with myself, but dammit, it was worth it.
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Ha, did anyone see that shit coming! I bet y'all were all like: 'Yay it's time for Bakura and Yami's date' and then I did THIS haha! Hilarious! :D. Anyways, I hope y'all enjoy!