A/N: REALLY LEGIT TENDERSHIPPING FOR VLADROXMYSOX! Woop. Really... strange Tendershipping... lol. Seme!Ryou. I'm sorry? You have a problem? Back buttons. Bless your soul. For some reason... It sounds as though my Southern accent is getting thicker. -_- I must get to the bottom of this. ANYWAYS, I no own Slutgarden by Manson. He does. But it's a nice song. Ryou is a badass in this. I cut out some lyrics, simply because the song is long as fuck.
Chapter Six...?: Tendershipping
I'll pretend that I want you
For what is on the inside
But when I get inside,
I'll just want to get out
The rain poured just outside of the alley that Ryou and Bakura currently dominated. Both were soaking wet, panting and writhing. They'd planned to see a movie, but never quite made it.
"What's up with your obsession with Jolly Ranchers?" Ryou mumbled as Bakura once again stole the little blue candy from his mouth and let out a moan.
"What's up with your obsession with toys?" he returned, tracing fingers over Ryou's bulging back pocket where a vibrater rested.
I'm your first and last deposit
Through sickness and in hell
I'll never promise you a garden
You'll just water me down
I can't believe that you are for real
But I don't care as long as you're mine
"Don't pretend like you don't love it." Ryou hissed, roughly groping his yami's crotch. Bakura moaned and bucked up, eyes rolling back slightly. He did love it, he loved everything about the way Ryou dominated. He was tired of always being on top. No pun intended.
"If you don't put the damned thing to good use soon, I fear I might have to do it myself."
Ryou snorted. "Impatient?" But he unbuttoned his jeans anways, jerking them down to reveal the black underwear underneath. A considerable bulge was stuggling against the fabric, making Ryou smile. He gently ran a finger over the hardened sex, bending low.
"You're so big, Bakura..." he moaned. Bakura hissed and tried to buck up into Ryou's face, but the hikari slammed him back down. The pavement bit into Bakura's skin, only arousing him more.
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
Ryou's long fingers were hooked around Bakura's boxers, roughly yanking them down. He watched the man's erection bob free with hungry eyes. Cold air hit Bakura's erection and made him cry out and writhe more. Ryou smiled and clicked the toy on before roughly shoving his legs open, entering the toy without warning.
I'm unsafe, I'm unsafe
I won't repent and so
I memorize the words to the porno movies
It's the only thing I want to believe
I memorize the words to the porno movies
This is a new religion to me
Bakura screamed it stimulated his prostate directly. He bucked and moaned, but could do nothing about it. Above his head, his hands were tied to the drainage pipe with Ryou's belt. Cold water pooled around him, but he didn't feel it.
"Does that feel good, Bakura? You're such a slut. You look so damn hot right now..."
Ryou moaned and palmed himself through his jeans, never losing eye contact with Bakura. The man whimpered helplessly, throwing his head from side to side.
"Please, Ryou!" he panted. Ryou leaned closer.
"Please, Ryou, what?"
love the enemy, my love is thee enemy
They say they don't want fame
But they get famous
When we fuck
Bakura screamed harshly as the toy became too much, thrashing around widlly, eyes rolled into the back of his head.
"Fuck me, damnit!"
Ryou ran his fingernails down Bakura's bare chest, leaving angry red whelts. "Not good enough. What do you want, Bakura? Hm?"
Feline eyes met his as Bakura purred and rolled, reminding Ryou much of his cat.
"I want you inside of me. Fucking me. Make me bleed." he demanded. Ryou smiled and ripped the toy from Bakura's entrance, making him moan at the loss.
"You're so hard..." the hikari commented, running nails lightly over Bakura's length.
I never believed the devil was real
But God couldn't make someone filthy as you
Bakura hissed and bucked, writhing still.
"So cat like..." he commented, slowly sliding his shirt over his head. Bakura watched the show, knowing exactly what he was doing. Ryou's hands caressed his own chest, pinching a nipple. He moaned Bakura's name, thrusting his hips lightly.
"Fuck, Ryou! Get on with it!"
Ryou stopped his antics quickly ripping his pants off. "As you wish, Kitten."
He lined himself up, slamming in with no hesitation. One hand was beside Bakura's head, the other had a bruising grip on his hip. He slammed in once, nailing Bakura's prostate. When he pulled out, crimson decorated his member.
"Yes. Oh, yes. There. Right there. Deeper!"
Legs were wrapped around his middle, pulling him in much deeper. Ryou groaned and pulled back out before slamming back in, setting a break neck pace.
"Whore." he muttered, roughly biting Bakura's shoulders. The Thief cried to the cloudy sky, telling the whole world what his lover was doing to him.
"Mmm, yes. Scream."
And scream he did. Eyes teared over with pleasure, mouth open and screaming silently. Ryou didn't even have to touch his member,
"Come for me, Kura-Kitten. Come for me." he panted at his ear. Bakura screamed, his throat raw from such abuse, and came hard, all over his and Ryou's chest. His walls clamped down, making Ryou cry out and fall to his forearms.
"Fuck!" he growled as he came, coating Bakura's insides with hot seed before pulling out and collapsing.
"Amazing."
"Agreed."
When I said we
you know I meant me and
When I said sweet
I meant dirty (hey, hey)
A/N: What... Even... Erm, I hope you enjoyed that, my dears! It was rather fun to write. lol. Hm, so after this is Prideshipping, then Irateshipping, then Scandalshipping. Still taking request. If you're shy, you may PM me! BTW, DOVE I FUCKING LOVE YOU. I do. I love you much. I do. :D Now, I'm off to listen to more Florence and the Machine. :3 please review and request. If you want a specific seme, tell me. Y'all have yourselves a goodnight. :3 (btw, Vladroxmysox, I fit in the Jolly Rancher fetish-with your favorite flavor)
~Nightingale.