A/N: Holy shit tacos. This week I have done nothing but sleep, eat Ramen, and.. yeah. lol. I have no excuse for not updating. Anyways, here is Puzzleshipping for Majintalina2118! Stop having such a confusing name. I keep having to copy and paste it. D: I don't own the song Pet by A Peferect Circle. I just happen to think it's a good sex song. I mean.. A good song. Enjoy!
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Chapter Fourteen: Puzzleshipping
Yuugi's POV
Don't fret precious I'm here, step away from the window
Go back to sleep
You all think he's so damn perefect. As if. He doesn't show you his true self.
Don't you ever wonder why I call him "darkness"? You were all so happy when Isis gave him his own body. Only Marik looked as disgusted as I felt.
"You're thinking about him again."
Yami's voice slices through my thoughts, forcing me to tear my eyes from the window. He's sprawled on the bed, only wearing black sweats. Nothing more. My eye twitches.
"So?"
Yami's eyes narrow. I've challenged him. He rises from the bed and saunters over, hips swaying sinfully to the beat pulsing from my stereo speakers. His arms snake around my waist as he pulls my hips flush to his own.
"He doesn't care about you."
Lay your head down child
I won't let the boogeyman come
What happened to my protector? Would he still give his life for me?
"Probably."
I sigh and try to pull away, though he doesn't let me.
"Do you love me, Yuugi?"
His words catch me by surprise. Do I love him? He's a murderer. He's evil.
But I did love him.
Counting bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
Pay no mind to the rabble
Pay no mind to the rabble
Head down, go to sleep
To the rhythm of the war drums
A slow smile works its way across his handsome face as his hand slids to cup my crotch. I hiss in surprise and pleasure. "Does Marik make you feel like this, my little aibou?"
No. You've never allowed him to touch me.
"N-No."
A low laugh echos through the room and his warm breath washes over my ear.
"No. He doesn't care about you. No one does. Only I do. Only I can touch you like this."
He squeezes his hand to make a point. I moan involuntarily and roll my hips against his. His hands are like sin. Temptation courses through my veins, though I know I should shove him away. Letting him have me yet again is admiting defeat.
But his mouth is on my neck. He's humming lowly and nibbling softly, just below my ear.
Pay no mind what other voices say
They don't care about you, like I do, like I do
Safe from pain and truth and choice and other poison devils,
See, they don't give a fuck about you, like I do.
My hands find themselves on his bare chest, clawing lightly. His laughter is cruel, condenscending.
"Aibou. You will always be mine. Stop trying to fight me."
A sob escapes me. This isn't right. I shouldn't love him. He's isolated me, abused me.
But I just. Can't. Stop.
"Stay with me... I'm the only one that can make you happy while destroying you. You'd miss me. I love you, so much it hurts."
He hisses the last word and grips my hips painfully. I cry out softly but cling to him that much harder.
"I won't leave. I promise. I promise!"
Just stay with me, safe and ignorant,
Go back to sleep
Go back to sleep
Lay your head down child
I won't let the boogeyman come
Count the bodies like sheep
To the rhythm of the war drums
I feel myself being tugged towards our bed, my shirt being slipped off in the process. His hands are everywhere. They brush over my nipples, making me bite my lip. He throws me down and climbs over me, exerting his dominance over me. He loves to do that.
My hands are forced above my head by strong hands as my pants are tugged harshly from my body. His fingers graze over my arousal teasingly before he kisses me again.
"Yuugi..." he breathes softly. An almost loving touch to my jaw has me crumbling. I lunge forward and tear at his clothing, lips and body moving against his. He moans and twists his fingers into my hair.
"I love you." he whispers over and over again. I don't reply. I just go down on him, lips kissing at his erect member.
"Mmmmmm..." he moans and throws his head back. One hand is supporting his form, the other is in my hair. He urges me on, forcing me to take more.
"Hmmmmmm..." I hum. He cries out and bucks his hips, but I take all of it.
"I'm gonna... I'm gonna... AH!"
He comes hard and I swallow greedily. He pants for a moment, eyes still filled with lust. Those crimson orbs lock onto my body. He drinks in the sight of my naked form sprawled against the sheets, my member pulsing and aching with need for him. Always for him.
Pay no mind to the rabble
Pay no mind to the rabble
Head down, go to sleep to the rhythm of the war drums
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and all your demons
I'll be the one to protect you from
A will to survive and a voice of reason
He beckons to me and I come. I crawl into his lap with eyes half lidded. He's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
But as his hands begind to knead the soft skin of my bum, I force myself to remember.
He's also the most dangerous.
"Tell me you're mine."
"I'm yours."
I say the words without hesitation. He'll never allow anyone else to have me. Why should I hope?
The one man I'd aspired to be held me captive. The only one who can protect me from people like Bakura causes rage to boil within me. I love to hate him. I hate to love him.
I'm so fucked up.
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same
I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself
One finger slips past my entrance to stroke the warm walls within. I moan lowly and lay my head on his shoulder. Another finger follows, a third. No pain ever comes. If it did, I'm not sure I'd be able to feel it.
"You ready?"
He asks as if he cares. Cute.
"Yeah." I breath. He throws me down onto my stomach and yanks me to my knees by my hair. My hands shoot out to catch my face from slamming into the matress. He lines up and shoves in, not giving me time to adjust. His thrusts grow in power each time, slamming into my prostate with ease. He's done this enough. He knows just where to aim.
"Yami, Yami, Yami..." I chant as I'm forced back and forth by him. He doesn't make any noise. He usually doesn't. I turn to look at him, though, and his eyes are closed in repressed pleasure. Crimson eyes flicker open to stare into my amythest ones. Maybe he does love me.
"Yuugi." he breathes. He leans over me and captures my lips, never stopping. One hand leaves my hip to stroke my member. I cry out in earnest around his mouth. He smirks and pulls back again, thrusting harder. Pumping faster.
My fingers dig into the sheets. I can't hold on.
"Yami!" I cry.
He shudders and comes soon after. He doesn't pull out for several moments. When he finally releases me, I slump forward. His hand strokes my back softly. Lovingly.
I'll be the one to protect you from
Your enemies and your choices son
They're one in the same
I must isolate you
Isolate and save you from yourself
Swayin to the rhythm of the new world order and
Count the bodies like sheep to the rhythm of the war drums
"Don't think about him again."
His words are punctuated with nails digging into my skin softly. I moan in exhaustion and defeat. He leans over my back so he can see my face and gently brushes my bangs from my eyes.
"No one but me will ever love you. They're all liars."
I let my eyes slide closed and feign sleep. Some part of me knows he's lying. But a larger part believes him.
His arms wrap around me and he whispers one last thing: "I'll protect you forever."
The boogeymen are coming
The boogeymen are coming
Keep your head down, go to sleep, to the rhythm of a war drums
Stay with me
Safe and ignorant
Just stay with me
Hold you and protect you from the other ones
The evil ones
Don't love you son,
Go back to sleep
Not a single part of me believes he's lying.
A/N: BOOM. I hope y'all liked it. :3 Sorry again for the long wait. Anyways, I'm not going to tell you what's next, simply because... I never follow it. probably Tabloidshipping. What requests do I have left? Blindshipping, Shrimpshipping, Blueshipping, Trustshipping... Is that it? I dunno. Bad author award.
If you are Wiccan, I hope you had a blessed Ostara. I did. :D If you're Christain, may you have a blessed Easter.
Merry meet, and merry part, until we merry meet again!
~Nightingale.