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 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 Twenty-six: Bliss
[Marik's POV]:
When Yugi and I woke up this morning, Yami and Ryou informed us that Bakura was gone. Yami had left about ten minutes after Yugi tried to get information out of Yami. I don't know why he even tried that, but whatever. Everyone is here now, save for Serenity who had left a few hours ago to spend time with her boyfriend. She and Joey had arrived before everyone else and since I can't stand being around them because they're annoying, I stayed in 'my' room. Then after Serenity left I came back downstairs. Yugi was already sitting in the living room watching something lame on TV. Joey had gone to take a shower or something.
Yugi bitched to me about how I treated Mai and Serenity yesterday. I don't see what I did wrong. I was just telling Serenity the truth about Mai. Yugi cares too much. I wish I could care for people like him. It's hard. I guess it's because I haven't been around a lot of people and the fact that I'm better than everyone else doesn't help that matter. I mean I'm not trying to be better than everyone else, it just happens.
I've always admired Yugi because of his ability to care for others even when they didn't deserve it. Take me for example, I attacked his friends, tried to take Yami's powers, and took over his friends' minds. Not to mention what my dark half did. And since Mariku is apart of me, I'm the one that did those things.
And yet, Yugi forgave me. When he and Yami destroyed Mariku and I turned back to normal, realizing what I did there was no hostility towards me, just open arms. I owe this boy my life. He wants to help me help Bakura. I'd never offer to help anyone, especially someone like Bakura or me. But, I guess it's a good thing I'm not Yugi I suppose.
Bakura has made great progress, but he's far from getting out of the pit of darkness. He's still holding onto the bullshit Zorc taught him. I can understand that. If you've been taught something all of your life, promised great things beyond your wildest dreams and power beyond anything you could possibly imagine in exchange for your soul, I'd choose that too. And I did, until Yami and Yugi woke me up from that stupidity.
I wanted the Pharaoh's power. I wanted it so bad I used every tactic imaginable to gain it, but in the end, I realized it wasn't worth it. Power is nothing compared to being friends with these people. Sure, they're annoying and I am better than them in every possible way, but I love them and I'd kill a bitch if they laid their hands on them. And I know Bakura would do the same.
"So what's the plan?" Joey asks taking a bite of his sandwich. He and Tristan are always eating! Why anyone would want to eat that much and eat meat is beyond nasty! I was raised to be a vegetarian. It was one of the things that Ishizu and Odion learnt from our mother as she was one. "How are we supposed to help Bakura?"
Eyes flash around the room. Everyone's looking for some type of answer in one another's to help someone that they never really wanted to help in the first place. Yugi's and my eyes meet. There's so much behind those eyes of his. So much trust and love. Something I'll never have.
"I think Ryou needs to explain to us what happened last night." Anzu suggests.
Everyone turns to the white haired Hikari. The boy looks down at the floor, fidgeting. Out of all of the Hikari, he seems to be the most pathetic. Yet, he somehow is able to handle Bakura. I admire that. Bakura isn't someone to be taken lightly. I should know.
"So are you going to tell us or not?" I snap.
"Marik, stop being rude!" Anzu chatises. "This is hard for Ryou."
"No one has time for this stupidity right now. Bakura's soul is on the line and I will not have any of you preventing him from being saved!" I shout.
"Marik, we are helping him!" Yugi exclaims. "But forcing Ryou to talk about something he doesn't want to talk about isn't the way to do it."
"What part of Bakura will destroyed in less that three months do you fools not understand?!" I yell.
"We do understand dat!" Joey exclaims.
"Then do something about it! We're sitting here being stupid and-"
"Marik-" Yugi says.
"Fine!" Ryou's voice breaks the tension around us. "If you want to know so bad what went on between Bakura and me last night then I'll tell you…"
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[Bakura's POV]:
I can't do this anymore. No matter how much I try, I can't get these thoughts out of my mind. Happiness I cannot have. No matter how much I crave it. It isn't something in my DNA. It's something that I have been against since I lost everything. I want Atem more than I should, and yet I can't have him. If I have him, everyone will be destroyed. I won't hurt them. I will give them this much.
Yugi and his friends have been nothing but kind to me. I have hurt them in more ways than I want to think about. I don't deserve their love. I don't deserve their help. I don't deserve anything that they try to give me. Yami is on his way looking for me. He thinks he can save me, they all think that but they're wrong. No one can save me.
'I saved you, fool!' Zorc reminds me.
He did. He saved me in more ways than one. I owe Zorc my life. Zorc gave me the power to destroy those who took my life away from me. He trained me, protected me. He hurt me, abused me, and used me. And I let him.
'I did all of that because it's how life is! You know that I care about you! If I didn't, do you honestly think I would let you have my powers? That I would let you have my knowledge? You are lucky that I love you the way that I do!' Zorc shouts.
'Funny how you say love is for fools and you claim to love me, idiot.' I spit.
'Love is for fools because the person you love is a fool!' Zorc sneers.
'Atem isn't a fool!' I shout. 'He means everything to me!'
'How touching.' Zorc cackles.
'Just shut up!' I hiss.
'I give you everything and only ask for one thing in return. I only give you one rule to obey and you disobey my orders!' Zorc shouts.
'I'm not yours, Zorc!' I yell. 'You didn't do anything for me-'
'Oh and let me guess, the Pharaoh did?' Zorc sneers. 'You're so pathetic it's not even funny! Open your eyes, Bakura!'
'And I am!' I hiss. 'So fuck off!'
I block Zorc out of my thoughts. I need to focus on getting out of here before Yami finds me. I know Zorc won't let up. He's not one to give up without a fight. Ever since I've met him he's done nothing but tell me how horrible love was and how the Pharaoh ruined my life. I wanted to hate Atem. I tried to kill him, but he was too powerful. But that wasn't the only thing that prevented me from my goal. It was the fact that I was in love with him and literally couldn't kill him the other week.
"Bakura?" I hear Yami's voice say.
I look up to see my lover standing several feet in front of me. I'm sitting on a bench. I don't answer him and he doesn't wait for my reply. He closes the distance between us, taking a seat on the bench beside of me.
We don't speak for the longest time. We don't look at each other either. Why does he want to be near me? What is so different about me that he's giving up his own happiness to save me? I don't deserve such an award. I don't deserve his love. And I definitely don't deserve him.
I grew up hating him. Zorc constantly told me that it was Atem's father that ordered the attack on my village and since Aknamkanon died before I was old enough and strong enough to exact my revenge against him, I went after his son. I was ready to destroy him and get the power I was promised.
But when I fought Atem that day I felt things I've never felt before. After that day, I couldn't get him off my mind. I would dream about him. When I had sex, I wished it was him. And when we finally did have sex, it felt right. And I hate myself for it. I hate that I love him. Does he hate himself because he loves me? Does he wish he never touched me?
No one has ever touched me the way he did. No one has ever held me the way he has. Zorc taught me it was weakness. But is it? Why do I feel like I mean something when I'm around these people? Why do I laugh and smile when Joey makes stupid jokes? Why am I so happy?
"I heard what happened last night." Yami says breaking me out of my thoughts.
I don't say anything. There's nothing to say. I know exactly what he's talking about. My talk with Ryou. My Hikari wants me to tell Yami everything that happened in my past. Now why the hell would I want to do something so pathetic? I already feel like a loser because he has to save my soul from being destroyed. He's really going to think I'm pathetic when he hears about everything that happened to me.
He knows about the rape, but he really doesn't know about it. He just knows it happened. He doesn't know who did it, how much it was done or anything. He doesn't know anything about me. And I don't know anything about him. And yet, we know each other all too well.
Yami scoots closer to me, taking my hand in his intertwining our fingers together. I allow him to do this, looking out into the road people are busy walking about, some are driving cars.
"Modern day transportation is so strange, don't you agree?" I ask.
"Hmm I suppose. Do you know how to drive a car?" Yami asks.
"Yes." I reply.
"You should teach me." he says.
I turn to him. "I think not." I snort.
Yami jerks his hand away. "And why not?!" he exclaims.
I smirk. I love how upset he gets when I tease him. I pull him into my lap. Before he has time to protest, I pull him towards me, kissing him. He immediately kisses me back. I love how he tastes. I can feel people staring at us, but I don't care. Let them. I'll gladly make love to Atem in front of their eyes.
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[Yami's POV]:
I spent hours looking for Bakura and where do I find him? Out in the open sitting on a park bench! Bakura fears things he shouldn't have to fear. Ryou and he talked last night. I'm sure that's bothering him, but what else? Ever since we got back from the fair last night,he's been acting distant.
I think Bakura is afraid to be happy. He was raised to believe I was his enemy and now that he's in love with me, it terrifies him. I want him to realize that we can conquer our demons together. I want him to realize no matter what, I will always love him.
Bakura teases me about driving a car and the next thing I know, I'm being pulled into his lap. We kiss each other passionately. He holds me in his arms, wrapping them around my waist. I wrap mine around his neck, entangling my fingers within his hair. I'm too lost in how wonderful this feels I've completely forgotten that we're out in public. Normally, that would bother me, but ever since I've been with Bakura I don't get embarrassed that easily. No, I would never make love to him out in public, his body is for me to gaze upon and mine alone, but I want to share him with the world. I want everyone to know that I'm in love with my best friend.
I pull away from Bakura. He's looking up at me. His gorgeous eyes do wonders to me. My heart is pounding in my chest. My soul feels like it's on fire, but it's a warmth I can't explain. No one has ever made me feel the way Bakura has. I lift a hand, tracing his lips with my fingertip. I run my hand down until I reach his chest. I leave my hand there. I can feel his heart pounding.
"I love you." I say staring deeply into his eyes.
A flicker of pain crosses my lover's beautiful features. Why are those words paining him?
"Bakura?" I ask.
Bakura pulls me down suddenly. I yelp in surprise. I expect him to kiss me, but instead he just holds me in his arms. He doesn't say anything, he just holds me close to him. He's scaring me the way he's acting. What is going on with him that has him so upset? Why won't he talk to me?
"Bakura?" I say softly.
He responds by holding me tighter to him. It's almost painful how tight he's holding me, but I refuse to complain. He needs the closeness. In fact, he needs to be closer than this. He needs to open up to me. He needs to realize he's not alone.
"I love you," I say into his chest. "I love you so much. Please tell me what is going on, Bakura. Please." I whisper.
Tears over power me and I allow them to fall. I hate being weak, but with Bakura I allow my defenses to fall. I allow Bakura to see my weaknesses because we have shared everything there is to share. I gave myself to him like I have no one else. Bakura is the only person I have ever been intimate with and he will remain the only one.
Bakura must have sensed I was crying because he pulls me away from him.
"Why are you crying?" he asks.
I close my eyes, shaking my head. I press our foreheads together, breathing in his scent. He smells wonderful. Everything about him is wonderful. Why does he have to suffer so much?
"Atem," Bakura says.
I sit up, opening my eyes to look at him.
"Yes?" I say.
"Stop crying."
I smile at him.
"Come home with me."
"I can't." he whispers.
"Why?" I ask.
He pulls me down for a kiss. This kiss is much different than the rest of them. It's almost like he's begging me to let him go, but begging me to help him at the same time. I hate that he's suffering so much.
I pull away from him. Bakura tries to kiss me again, but I won't let him.
"Bakura what is going on with you?" I ask. "Why are you acting this way?"
"Because I love you." he replies.
"As I love you, but you don't see me acting the way you're doing. You seem really upset. You have ever since the fair. What is wrong? You're kissing me like it's our last kiss-"
"I can't do this, Atem." he says cutting me off.
"Can't do what?" I inquire.
"Be with you."
"Bakura-"
"I can't hurt you." he says. "I won't."
"Bakura, you're not hurting me." I say.
"But I will!" he exclaims.
"Bakura, I told you before we will defeat Zorc." I say reaching a hand up to brush his hair back away from his face. "Stop being so scared. I told you before I won't let anything happen to you. Don't you trust me?" I whisper, continuing to run my fingers through his hair. Bakura closes his eyes, sighing in content. I move my fingers up until I reach those adorable little spikes. I laugh as I stare at them.
Bakura opens his eyes, raising a brow.
"S-sorry." I chuckle. "I just...your hair."
Bakura blinks. "What about it?"
"I just adore those little spikes! They look like bat wings." I say, smiling to suppress my laughter.
"You're strange." Bakura says.
My grin widens. "I know."
I grab one of his bangs in my hand, sliding my hand up and down it. Bakura breaks into a moan.
"Looks like I've found your sensitive spot." I tease, grabbing the other one.
"Shut up." he half moans-half growls.
I chuckle, continuing to stroke his bangs. Bakura closes his eyes, running his hands up my back. I can feel his erection pressing against mine. I grind our hips together. Bakura claws my back in response.
"Someone's turned on." I say breathlessly.
The sounds he's making and the way he's panting is making me lose it myself. Bakura stands up suddenly. I yelp, thinking I'm going to fall, but he only lifts me in his arms.
"Hey, put me down!" I exclaim.
"You are so lucky I care about how you feel." Bakura hisses.
"And why is that?" I ask wrapping my arms around his neck as he carries me through the streets of Domino.
"Because if I didn't I would have fucked you right on that bench." he says. "Right in front of everyone."
"You have no shame, do you?" I ask.
"Why should I? Everyone does it." he says.
"True, but don't you think sex is supposed to be private?" I ask.
"I suppose, but honestly you're really the first person I've actually had sex in private so I'm used to an audience." he says.
"I would have died of embarrassment." I say.
"It pays good money." Bakura says.
"Weren't you worried about diseases and such?" I ask.
"I didn't care at the time." Bakura replies. "Now then, let's get back to your house so I can fuck you."
"Not before I fuck you first." I say.
"I feel a challenge coming on. What do you suppose we do?" he asks.
"You'll see," I say.
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[Ryou's POV]:
It's no surprise that Bakura left. He knows that I'm right and that is why he left. Everyone save Mokuba, Kaiba and Serenity are here. Yami has gone off to find Bakura. I hope he can convince him to come back. We need to discuss things with him. I know my yami fears hurting Yami, but he should know that we're all here for him.
They want me to explain what happened between Bakura and I last night. I don't feel it is anyone's business, but in order to help my yami, I have to explain things. I know everyone here cares deeply for Bakura. For that, I am grateful. Without them, Bakura would be destroyed.
I take a deep breath and explain to everyone what happened between Bakura and I. When I'm done, everyone's staring at me. I hate the way they look at me sometimes. It's like it's a mix between 'I want to help you' and 'why do you care for that freak?' Even to this day, after they see the changes Bakura's made you can still feel the tension in the air when we discuss him. I can understand it. I still feel hatred towards my yami, but I love him more than that hatred and I won't let it overpower me.
Bakura has let his hatred overpower him and now he's paying the price. That is why Yami must save him in less than three months. And we're all here to help him achieve that. But we can't do anything unless Bakura allows us to. And it won't be easy.
He wants help, but he's scared of getting it. He fears help because it is a sign of weakness in his eyes. He's always done things on his own. He's always been a loner. Now that he's gotten friends and laughs, he sees that life means everything when you're around the people you love.
Bakura fears getting too close to us. But he has gotten close to us, especially Yami. He loves him and Yami loves him. Now that Bakura realizes that, he's trying to escape before things get worse, before all of his hatred for Yami is gone. He fears that if he gets too close, Zorc will destroy us.
I love how Bakura is trying to protect us, but he doesn't need to suffer to do so. It's amazing how he's changed. Before he would have never helped any of us. In fact, he would have done the complete opposite. But now, now he's helping us. He's protecting us from someone he's worshiped his entire life.
"Bakura is protecting us." I say.
"From what?" Duke asks.
Duke had come over about ten minutes ago. We were forced to explain to him what was going on. I hate that he misses so much of this, but I understand why.
"Zorc," I reply. "He's protecting us from Zorc."
"Bakura is such a sweetheart." Anzu says.
"No I am not!" Bakura growls.
We turn to see my yami standing in the entranceway. He's holding Yami in his arms.
"Yami, what are you….?" Yugi says in confusion.
"I'm about to ravish this the former king of Egypt and I don't want anyone disturbing us with your petty nonsense about how I'm a sweetheart because I am not." my yami snaps.
Before any of us can reply to this, he's walking up the stairs.
"Make him scream, Bakura!" Yugi shouts after them.
"Aibou!" Yami exclaims.
I hear Bakura chuckle from the top of the stairs, followed by a slam of the door.
"Those two really are in love, aren't they?" Duke laughs.
"Yes," I say staring up at the stairs. 'And that's what's terrifying my yami."
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[Serenity's POV]:
Mokuba's lips are warm and soft against mine. They mold perfectly with mine. We wrap our arms around each other. Mokuba pulls me close to him so our bodies are pressed together. I've never kissed anyone until now. And I can't imagine kissing anyone but the boy before me.
We pull away after a while. Mokuba's eyes are wide in shock as I'm assuming are my own.
"S-Serenity I'm so sorry I didn't-" Mokuba stutters, blushing profusely.
I giggle, reaching up to touch the side of his face. His eyes grow in size at my delicate touch.
"It's okay, Mokuba." I say. "I like you too."
Mokuba's smile has my heart beating wildly in my chest. He's gorgeous. He pulls me into a kiss and I'm lost in the sensation. We break apart after a while, staring into each other's eyes. I lie my head on his chest. Mokuba runs his fingers through my hair slowly. It's soothing. Just as I'm about to fall asleep, Mokuba's gorgeous voice breaks me out of my thoughts.
"We need to discuss a few things." he says.
"Hmm," I hum in agreement snuggling into his chest. I just want to forget things for a moment. I want to pretend I don't have an angry mother to go back to soon. I don't want to worry about the fact that one of my friends is in danger of being destroyed. I don't want to have to worry about whether or not my brother will be able to truly be with his new lover or not. But everyone's well-being, everyone's happiness means everything to me. I sit up so Mokuba and I can talk better.
"We need to figure out a way for your brother and mine to spend time together." I say.
"Well, I was thinking perhaps Seto could take off on the weekends. You could come over too and we could all hang out. Then when everyone wants privacy, we have plenty of room for that and plenty of money to go out." Mokuba says.
"But do you think your brother will go for it?" I ask. "You know how Kaiba is."
Mokuba laughs. "All too well, but I know how Seto works. I can get him to compromise." he says.
I smile. "Alright, but if you need help, let me know." I say.
"We can get Joey over here to hold him down and we can tickle him until he breaks." Mokuba smirks.
"Kaiba's ticklish?" I ask.
"Yup." Mokuba says.
"Wow, I never thought he would be." I giggle.
"Nii-sama tries to be all big and tough, but he's just a softie." Mokuba says.
"He seems to have a lot of pain." I say.
Mokuba sighs heavily. "He does, but Joey is helping him a lot." Mokuba says.
"I'm glad. Joey really loves him. All he talks about is how much he loves your brother. He fears of losing him." I say.
"Seto feels the same way about yours." Mokuba says. "That's why we must keep them together."
"Definitely." I concur.
Suddenly, my phone vibrates in my pocket. I don't recognize the number, but I answer anyways.
"Hello?" I answer.
"Serenity Michelle Wheeler I have been calling you for three days now! Where are you? No, don't tell me! I know exactly where you are! I told you not to go there but you-"
"Mom!" I squeak. "I can explain!"
"Save it, Serenity!" Mother shouts. "I'm coming after you and that's final! I have been lient with you for years. I told you not to go to Japan, but you go behind my back and do it anyways."
"Mom I had to, Joey needed help and-"
"I don't want to hear it!" Mother yells. "I expect you to be packed and ready to go when I get there, Serenity."
And with that, she hangs up. I pull the phone away from my ear letting my hand fall in my lap. I grip the phone tightly. Tears brim my eyelashes ready to spill. Mokuba wraps an arm around me, pulling me towards him. I burst into tears, sobbing onto his chest.
"It's going to be okay, Serenity." Mokuba says rubbing my back. "I'll make sure of it."
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[Bakura's POV]:
As soon as we get in Yami's room, I throw him on the bed. Just as he's about to sit up, I crawl on top of him, attacking his lips. He kisses me back just as passionately. We break apart, panting. Our lips meet again, clothes are thrown across the room without a care in the world. I grind my hips into Yami's coaxing an erection out of my lover. Yami gasps, clawing my back, bucking his hips to gain more of the pleasurable sensation I'm creating for him. We break the kiss, staring into each other's eyes for what seems like forever. I don't want to leave him, but I must. I must protect him at all costs.
"So what do you have in mind for this challenge of yours?" I ask.
Yami smirks. Oh no. I know that look. I return the smirk. I love this side of my lover.
"We're going to suck each other off and whoever can get the other to cum the most gets to be on top." Yami says.
I laugh, sitting up more. "You have no idea what you're getting yourself into, your highness." I smirk. "I can do wonders with my tongue."
Yami sits up, pushing me down on the bed. "As can I." he says giving my cock a long, slow lick before devouring me.
"W-who said you get go first." I gasp.
Yami takes me out of his mouth. "Because you weren't quick enough." he says licking up and down the sides of my cock. He puts me back in his mouth. I moan, bucking my hips. Yami presses them firmly on the bed preventing me from moving.
He continues to suck me relentlessly. Nipping, sucking, and licking my throbbing cock. He wraps his hand around the shaft, stroking me. He licks the tip as he strokes me. I moan, bucking my hips wildly. Just as I'm on the edge, Yami sits back up.
"W-why did you stop?" I ask, panting heavily.
"You're not cumming that easily, Bakura." my lover smirks. "I'm going to make you beg for it."
I growl, sitting up and pulling him towards me. "I'll make you beg for me!" I growl before pressing our lips together. Yami immediately responds. I drown in his wonderful taste. After a while, I break the kiss. While Yami is catching his breath, I take this opportunity to flip our positions. I don't give him a chance to respond as I'm engulfing his cock in my mouth before he gets a chance.
He bucks his hips and I hold him down firmly, licking, sucking, and nipping everywhere I can. He moans, fisting the sheets tightly. Just when he's about to fall over the edge, I release him. He groans in aggravation. I laugh, moving to his lips taking them in a hungry kiss. I want this night to be perfect.
I pull away from Yami. We stare deeply into each other's eyes. He's beyond beautiful. I hate that I'm so deeply in love with him. I hate that I can't be with him. I hate this will be our last day together.
I lean over him, grabbing the lube from the top drawer of the dresser beside the bed. Yami's eyes widen when I flip the cap open squirting some of the contents on my fingers.
"What are you doing?" he asks.
"Remembering you." I reply pressing two of my fingers in his entrance.
He gasps, arching his back as my fingers curl inside of him, brushing his prostate.
"B-Bakura," he moans right before I take him in my mouth sucking on him hard. I continue to stretch him and suck him. I pull away from Yami. He pants heavily, staring up at me with lust filled eyes and so much more.
I crawl on top of him once again, kissing him. Yami immediately responds with intense passion. I grind our hips together, moaning into the kiss. When oxygen begs us to be her bitch, we comply and pull away. I latch my teeth onto Yami's throat, sinking them into his tan flesh. He hisses, clawing my back. I lick the wound I've created, sucking on the flesh, marking him as mine and mine alone.
I sit up, stroking the side of his face. Yami stares up at me. His eyes are full of confusion, lust, and wonder.
"Bakura?" he says worryingly.
"Don't talk." I whisper continuing to stroke the side of his face. I cup it in my hands leaning down to press our lips together tenderly.
Yami's eyes widen in surprise at my gentleness. I'm not known for such things. Sex was sex to me. I did it with whoever I felt was worthy. It had nothing to do with love or even liking the person. It was a way to escape my pain. It was a way to forget who I was really in love with.
I sit up more, reaching for the lube coating myself with the substance. After I feel I'm coated enough, I position myself at Yami's entrance. Our eyes meet, the look in his eyes tells me everything and I push into him slowly.
Yami arches his back, moaning in painful pleasure. I groan feeling his walls clench around me tightly. Unlike last time, I don't move. I don't want to hurt my lover. I want to do this right. Last time I fucked him. This time, I want to make love to him. I want to remember this moment the rest of my life. Where I take Yami the right away. Where I don't degrade him. I want to show him how much he means to me. I want him to feel everything I have to offer him before I'm forced to leave him forever.
I pull out of him slowly before pushing back in. Yami moans, his voice is still laced with pain. I continue my gentle thrust, allowing him to get used to me. Suddenly, I'm pulled down and his warm tongue is inside my mouth, caressing my own. He pulls us apart, his arms are wrapped around mine so I can't move away from him.
"Stop holding back, Bakura." he says. Shit, I knew he'd know I was holding back. "Let go, I want your all. Make love to me."
I close my eyes feeling warmth I've never felt before surg throughout my body at those beautiful words. I pull out of him slowly then thrust into him hard. Yami moans, arching into me. I wrap his legs around my waist, leaning down for a kiss. Our kiss is as passionate as our lovemaking. I break the kiss, moving to his neck sucking, licking and biting the sensitive flesh. Yami's nails rake down my back in response.
"Deeper," Yami pants bucking his hips up against me. "I want to feel all of you."
I nearly cum on the spot from his breathless plea. I comply, sitting up I thrust into him deeper. I grab his erection, stroking it in time with my thrusts. Yami bucks his hips, begging for me to go deeper. I comply.
"Bakura," Yami moans.
"Atem," I moan.
He pulls me down for a kiss, wrapping his legs around my waist and his arms around my neck. We break the kiss. I bury my face into his shoulder, breathing him in as I continue to thrust into him. Yami bucks up against me, clawing at my back moaning in pleasure. I hiss as his walls constrict my cock, stimulating me from the inside out. I sit up taking his cock in my hand. Yami gasps as my thumb slides over the slit. My fingers tighten around the shaft. His hot walls squeeze me tightly in response. I groan in pleasure.
We're so close our orgasms. The pleasure I'm feeling right now is beyond anything I could ever imagine. The intensity of this is overwhelming me, putting me in a world of blissful happiness. I never want it to end.
We continue to move against one another. Kissing, licking, and biting one another giving one another extra stimulation, that extra push towards the edge of complete and utter pleasure neither of us will ever be able to get with anyone but each other.
I wrap my arms around my lover. Leaning down, I bury my face into his chest as my orgasm washes over me. I feel Yami's as well. We call each other's names out in our blissful release, holding onto each other as if the world is going to end. I collapse, taking greedy gulps of air. Yami strokes my hair, trying his best to relax me.
So this is what it feels like to make love with someone. I never knew it was so amazing! I have never in my life felt such passion, such intensity! It was overwhelming, it was beyond extraordinary. I smile to myself, snuggling into my lover's chest. I'm so glad that my last memory is this one because I'll never forget it for as long as I live.
I sit up, cupping my lover's gorgeous face in my hands.
"I love you," I say pressing our lips together.
We break away, smiling at each other.
"I love you too, " Yami says.
I pull out of him, pulling him into my arms. Yami buries his face in my chest and we immediately fall asleep, holding one another close.
Tonight is the best night of my life.
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My ultimate plan of doom comes into play next chappie. Thank one of my girlfriends for the idea, it is epic as hell! I can't wait to see what y'all think! Anyways, I hope y'all enjoyed! Review lovelies! :D