The Thief and his Willow

The Thief and his Willow

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Chapter Ten: Is This Love? Welcome Intruder

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Ever so gently, Ryou found himself lying over the softness of quilted sheets. Bakura’s heaviness shadowed over Ryou, their lips teasing and tasting one another, playfully biting as their tongues twirled in a share of ecstasy.

Ryou lifts his arms, wrapping them around Bakura’s broad shoulders. The kiss deepens as Bakura pushes him further down. Ryou’s pillow’s roughness stabs into his back, but he took no notice. He could only think of the greatness of Bakura’s tongue, the sweet taste of wine. He allowed his nose to take in the thief’s natural scent, only able to breath through his nose while he shares lips with Bakura. After seconds of passionate kissing, Bakura quickly pulls away. Ryou found himself becoming disappointed, but as Bakura demands him to get to his knees, Ryou obeys most willingly.

“Here,” Bakura tugs at the dress. “Lift it up.”

Using both hands, Ryou lifts the dress just over his waist. Gently, Bakura pushes Ryou from his knees to his behind. Ryou lands with a soft thud onto his pillow. The dress stays just above his knees as Bakura spreads his legs wide. Underneath lie silky pink shorts, fancy undergarments specially for women. Ryou has worn them all his life.

With a single swift movement, Bakura began to rub along the silkiness of those shorts. This causes a soft moan to escape Ryou, and Ryou’s beginning pleasure increases as Bakura’s hand runs up those shorts. The daring thief’s other hand copies his first, moving slowly up the other short leg until both hands sat at the bare pelvis inside. Bakura continues moving his hands up, just until his fingers sneak out from the top. He grabs the shorts from within, and anxiously removes them, tossing them aside. His eyes are awarded with Ryou’s bulging member.

Smirking, Bakura takes the adorable cock in hand. “You’re already hard,” he said. “Hmm, such a naughty little slave you are.”

“Mm,” is Ryou’s reply. He sits, watching Bakura work his magic. Bakura’s hand moves up and down, pumping Ryou’s cock with such professional lust. Only as he begins to feel his own cock harden does Bakura take his slave into his mouth. “Ah!” Ryou leans back, resting on his hands. “Mm…” Ryou becomes comfortable, allowing his back to hit the floor as he lies there, rubbing at his covered chest while Bakura continues enlightening him with pleasure. “Mm…”

With continuous thrusts and pulls, Bakura takes his teeth, nibbling at his willow’s tip. His ears perk as Ryou shrieks. Bakura smirks. He loved hearing the kid shriek: his willow, his slave. He nibbles again, chuckling silently at the arching of Ryou’s back.

“Ah,” Ryou cries. “I--I…” He tries to speak, but he cannot as he noisily releases within Bakura’s awaiting mouth. “Ah!”

Bakura drinks every last drop, enjoying the sweet taste of his slave’s cum.

It was his turn now.

He stands to remove his bottoms. He tosses the black pants and his undergarments aside. He stands, two feet on either side of the lying willow. Getting to his knees, Bakura places his larger erection in front of Ryou’s heaving face, but though tired, Ryou gladly welcomes the cock into his mouth. The thief takes his hair in hand, pushing Ryou to welcome the entire stem. Ryou accepts, trying hard not to choke as the largeness pushes in and out of his mouth. Though he seemed helpless, fragile as a doll, Ryou took the cock with force, finding himself becoming tingly all over. He moans then, as Bakura pulls out of his mouth. And he greedily accepts the tongue of the thief, them enjoying the taste of one another’s delicious cum.

Only moments later did both find themselves on Bakura’s bed. Both were nude, ex-including the light pink tights and golden slippers still resting over Ryou’s feet, or the nice dress shoes on Bakura’s. Ryou continued to please his master’s cock using the warmth of his mouth. He sat on his knees, given permission to please Bakura using his own motives. He holds the cock, playfully licking at its tip, moistening it best to his ability. And the way he did so, it gave him an adorable attractiveness that Bakura could not help but love.

Shortly, Bakura stops Ryou. He takes his willow by the waist, ordering for the boy to rest on his hands and knees. At first, Ryou thought to disobey, afraid that Bakura would give him pain again. But the look on the thief’s face was not of expression to hurt Ryou. Bakura’s actions claimed he wanted both he and Ryou to feel as fucking good as possible. So Ryou obeys, sitting on his hands and knees as Bakura begins to explore behind.

Bakura spreads those adorable cheeks, and immediately his tongue slips in between, hungrily licking at Ryou’s tight entrance. Ryou could not help but moan. It felt wonderful, and he finds his cheek resting against the bed.

“Ooh,” Ryou moans, feeling Bakura’s tongue enter him. Amazingly delighted, Ryou finds himself rising his behind, causing Bakura’s tongue to go deeper. This surprised Bakura, but he was satisfied that his willow was feeling horny.

Bakura removes his tongue, replacing it with a single finger. He causes Ryou to shriek, but soon the willow relaxes, giving Bakura a chance to push in two fingers, and as far in as possible.

“Ah,” Ryou groans. He smiles cutely, his body shaking uncontrollably just as he feels a third finger join the first two. “Oh my God…” He hears Bakura snicker. The thief was enjoying this. Yes, Ryou knew Bakura was being such a devil, but he did not care. He can only shriek as all three fingers exit him.

With a grin, Bakura takes all three fingers into his mouth. He moans as he slides his fingers across his tongue. His willow was so delicious. Bakura knew that he needed to feed what lie within to his eager member.

Placing a hand on Ryou’s left bottom cheek, Bakura pushes his cock up against the entrance, allowing Ryou to know what was coming. Suddenly feeling slightly afraid, Ryou turns to Bakura with a look of compassion. Bakura gently pushes Ryou back down.

“Shh, it’s alright,” Bakura whispers. “You’re doing great. Just stay relaxed.”

And trusting the thief’s words, Ryou relaxes. He waits, and only just as he calms, he gasps aloud as he feels the greatness of Bakura’s cock ease into him. And both thief and willow release moans of indescribable pleasure.

Taking position, Bakura begins. He slowly rocks back and forth, in and out. He allows Ryou’s repeating moans travel through his ears. The willow was even more beautiful when he moaned in ecstasy, and it further turned the thief on.

With patience, Bakura found his cock able to slide with ease. He spits occasionally onto his hardness, giving moist access to his lovely willow’s insides. Not long did it take for the thief to grow more lustful, and he rocks in motion, pounding Ryou’s adorable little ass.

And Ryou was loving every second of it.

Having grasped the sheets below him, Ryou moans a cacophonous symphony with each thrust, with each pound. Bakura had began to go faster, and Ryou could feel the tip of Bakura’s cock hitting him with such great velocity, but a velocity of complete lust and pleasure. He ignored any pain, ignored any thrust that accidentally hurt more than pleased. But Ryou was astonished when Bakura gave him control.

Soon, the two found themselves comforted in a new position. Bakura lie on his bed as his eyes stare up at Ryou, watching the willow move up and down on his hard member. Ryou’s hands held firmly against Bakura’s chest. He stood on his feet, both pressed down onto the bed. With his legs spread, and his knees in the air, Ryou took charge.

Smirking, Bakura found a moment to talk dirty. “Yes,” he groans. “Ride that cock. Ride it like you desperately need it!”

“I do!” Ryou cries. “I do!”

“What?” Bakura smirks, watching as Ryou goes faster. “What?”

“I do need it!” Ryou screams.

Bakura sits up, grabbing Ryou into a strong hug as Ryou rides him. Ryou accepts, finding himself growing weary. His legs shake as he falls into Bakura’s chest, Bakura’s cock still rubbing him inside. With his head against Bakura’s chest, Ryou stays still as he allows Bakura to take control again. Thrusting his hips, Bakura continues to please Ryou, his cock now easily sliding in and out as Ryou’s grip tightens around his chest. He can feel Ryou’s moans vibrating over his skin.

Soon, Bakura slides out. Pushing Ryou back a bit, Bakura finds himself kissing at Ryou’s lips. Ryou kisses back, placing his left hand on Bakura’s cheek as the thief nibbles at his lower lip.

Pulling away, Bakura wraps his arms around Ryou’s waist, ordering for him to lie on his back. And obeying, Ryou lies, his head resting on Bakura’s pillow. His legs area spread far as Bakura again plunges deep within him. And Ryou cries out as Bakura’s hand sneaks over his hard-on, pumping it viciously. “Oh…” Ryou moans, repeating. “Oh! Oh!” He knew he was about to release for the second time that evening. He craved to hold on, to wait for Bakura. He saw that the thief was wearing. He tries -- he tries.

He cannot.

“Bakura!” Ryou screams, leaning his head back as he releases cum, it spilling over his stomach. He shivers uncontrollably, continuing screaming even as Bakura releases his over-excited cock. After so, Bakura spreads Ryou’s legs further, and Bakura begins to swiftly pound Ryou, anxiously pushing so that he, too, can explode from the intense pleasure. “Ah! Ah! Ah!” Ryou continues to shriek, feeling his throbbing, aching member sway from Bakura’s swift movements.

And then, with a single thrust, it all ends as Bakura explodes, filling Ryou to the brim with his sweet cum. Both the thief and willow shout at the top of their lungs, holding each other tightly as Bakura pounds once, twice, finally finishing his release with a third and final thrust.

The two stay still, doing nothing but holding the other as they try catching their breath. With his member still plunged inside of Ryou, Bakura wraps his arms strongly over the willow. He lifts his head, and he stares into Ryou’s tired eyes. Ryou stares back. And to Bakura’s amazement, he watches as his darling willow smiles.

What a smile!

Bakura covers Ryou’s lips with his own. The two tiredly kiss, adoring each other’s presence for the first time since they’ve met. At that moment, neither wanted to drift away from the other, and neither cared what the other was. Bakura was no attendant to Zorc. Ryou was no slave to Bakura. No, they just lie there, kissing as nothing more but lovers.

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The Lord sat in darkness, but he knew he was not alone. He turns his head to a single corner of his chambers, and he amusedly asks, “How did you get in here?”

“It was easier than I thought,” answers a dark voice. “But I am not surprised that no one but Bakura has dared their way into your dungeon, Lord Zorc. I know that your are feared by all, and they should fear you. You are all-powerful.”

Zorc, sitting with amazement, chuckles at his unexpected guest. “I know you.”

“Indeed, you do,” the voice moves. A single candle lights, revealing the dark, sinister face of Jalal. “And I am here to serve.”

Zorc chuckles loudly. “Are you now?”

“Lord Zorc,” Jalal smirks, bowing. “I am at your command.”

-End Chapter 10-

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