A Game of Masques
A Game of Masques
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Title:
A Game of Masques
Chapter:
1/?
Author:
Silvershadowfire
Rating:
This chapter – PG. NC17
for later lemons and violence.
Note:
This is partially inspired by Usagi Loves
picture I have on my computer of a rather spooky looking Yugi.
picture (I wish!) but I don’t know who it actually belongs to so I can’t give
proper credit. I was also listening to Enigma…
DISCLAIMER:
I DON’T OWN YUGIOH! (damnit)
Incubus:
Traditionally, an exotically handsome male demon who preys on the lust of a
human woman.
Chapter
1 – Dark Innocence
good looking – the epitome of the male figure, whose very presence drives a
woman insane with lust. They look like
the cover of a romance novel, 6’5” tall with massive rippling muscles and long,
flowing hair, great demon batwings and sometimes tastefully small horns.
loincloth that barely covers their…assets.
successful incubus currently reclined in a tree just outside the grounds of
School
black skin-tight leather and studs. His
given name was Ludus, which in the local dialect
could be translated as Yugi; of late the latter had become his preferred alias.
spent the time living up to his name; his friends sometimes called him
of seduction and lust, no matter what the victim, male or female.
on his powers to seduce someone…that would be cheating.
rely on his supernatural abilities when nature had given him a strong, lithe
body which he had decided to freeze at about 17 human years of age; wild red
hair so dark it looked black with his bangs magically dyed blonde; and features
that were exotic no matter which part of the planet he decided to visit. The
great black wings were just an added bonus. Yugi’s greatest weapon, however,
where his wide amethyst eyes.
His desire for games did sometimes get him into
trouble –which is why he was hanging around in the human realm anyway.
latest consort on a dare…and the Demon Lord had a long memory.
Yugi sighed and tossed the apple core away.
delight in corrupting mortals…but he did enjoy playing with them.
helping them explore their more… primitive and exotic urges.
courtyard of the school, searching for his next mortal toy.
unless it looked like they were on the rocks anyway, or founded on false
pretenses. He preferred the loners,
though – they were more of a challenge to bed than the preppy kids who would
hop in the sack with anyone. No, he
liked the quiet ones – they tended to make a lot more noise when he had them
chained up and begging for him to take them.
He grinned at the thought, eyes half-lidded and sparkling with
remembered conquests.
Something caught at his attention – he saw a young
man, about 17, walking across the schoolyard – or rather, being towed by his
girlfriend. From the body language, he
wasn’t too happy to be towed either.
Yugi cocked his head, standing and spreading his wings.
over the oblivious students to follow the pair.
He had no fear of being seen – no one would spot him unless he allowed
it.
He perched above the alcove where the pair
stopped. The girlfriend, a rather pretty
brunette, turned to face her boyfriend, crossing her arms in patent annoyance.
“What is up with you lately, Yami?”
boy, who shrugged nonchalantly. “You
seem so distant – and you didn’t even bother to call me at all this
weekend. You know if this relationship
is going to work then you have to put some effort into it.”
“I’m sorry, Anzu.”
Yami answered. He acted bold
enough, but his eyes refused to meet Anzu’s.
button done up neatly. His thick hair
had been clipped short, his blonde bangs swept back
into the black mass at the back. A pair
of wireless glasses perched on his nose; Yugi swung around until he caught a
glimpse of dark brown eyes. Yugi smiled
to himself…a quiet one, this. But there
was a fire behind those eyes – despite being banked and controlled, Yugi knew
that it would burn bright indeed should it ever be freed. He sniffed – over the
centuries his heightened senses had learned to differentiate between different
pheromones. The girl was putting them
out – she was interested, despite her anger.
Yami, however, smelled of nothing.
His body wasn’t reacting at all to the presence of the girl – strange in
a teenaged boy. A wider smile crossed
the demon’s lips – the boy was either repressed beyond belief, so repulsed by
Anzu that his disgust overwhelmed any reaction – or the poor kid was gay and
didn’t even know it.
He watched Anzu stalk away, throwing a final
statement over he shoulder. “If you
can’t be bothered, neither can I Yami.
Goodbye.”
Yugi watched as Yami’s stiff shoulders
drooped. He hefted the books in is arms
and walked slowly away.
Yugi spread his wings and leapt into the air.