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Chapter Fifteen
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Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, surprises (if you like the Engulf Trilogy then you’ll like the surprises *hint, hint*)
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
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General A/N: Finally! One set of guests gone and one test out of the way. Only one more guest left, one more test, and my birthday this weekend and I can rest for a minute or two. My brain was starting to melt from studying so much so I decided to sneak away and post the next chapter, so here it is…
Project: Destiny
Chapter Fifteen
by Ravenx
“Kura, where are we going?” Ryou asks as he follows his lover over the light brown sand in the back of the Seto’s beach house.
“Just come on and you’ll see.”
“But the others need my help.”
“It’s your birthday party. You shouldn’t have to do anything but open presents.” Bakura walks over a tall hill of rocks near the left of the house.
“Kura, I did not wear the right footwear to go rock climbing.” Ryou pouts as he points to his white flip-flops.
“Its just over this hill, come on. You can make it, take of those stupid shoes and go barefoot like me.”
“Are you insane? This sand is hot and I bet the rocks are hotter. I don’t see how you can stand it.” Ryou slowly moves up after his yami, carefully placing his feet on the flattest part of the rocks he can find.
“Egyptian sand is hotter.” Bakura shrugs as he moves down the other side of the hill.
As Ryou rounds the top of the pile of rocks he looks down into a small valley of sand with another hill of rocks on the other side, his lover standing bare foot on the sand, arms outstretched up to his hikari.
“Jump.”
“I don’t think so.” Ryou shakes his head as he tries to keep his balance.
“You know I won’t let you fall, so jump.” Bakura’s arms open wide, his dark brown eyes narrowing up into the sun behind Ryou.
“I am so going to hit you if you don’t catch me.” Closing his eyes, Ryou jumps down his arms wrapping around Bakura'’ neck as his yami’s arms encircle his bare waist.
“Told you I wouldn’t let you fall.” Bakura’s voice ghost against his hikari’s ear.
“I’m so glad I have a strong yami.” The smaller boy giggles. “Now why are we here?” Ryou pulls back from his lover, his feet hitting the loose sand as he looks around the small dip between the rocks.
“I thought I’d give you your present before the party.” Smirking, the taller white haired boy removes a black beach towel from around his shoulders, laying it out on the sand.
“And what would be my present?”
“Me.”
“How did you know that’s what I wanted?” Ryou smiles, his light brown eyes watching his yami move closer to him.
Bakura’s pale hands slide down Ryou’s sides to rest on his slim hips, his thumbs hooking in the white shorts that stop just above his knees. Ryou’s arms move back around his lover’s neck as his shorts are pulled down his lean form, pooling at his feet.
“What about the others?”
“They’re too busy getting ready for your party. No one will see us.” Bakura bends to lick up Ryou’s neck.
“Kura.” Ryou whines as his lover steps away from him.
Smirking, Bakura lowers his own tan shorts to the ground, stepping back he sit down on the towel, leaning back on his hands, his dark brown eyes looking up at his hikari.
“Are you coming down here?”
“We don’t have anything.”
“Check my right pocket.”
“You thought ahead.” Ryou smiles as he bends to pull out the tube of lube from his lover’s shorts before hopping over onto the towel.
“Don’t sound so surprised.” Reaching up the yami pulls his love down by the hips next to him, his mouth going instantly to Ryou’s long neck.
“How did find this place?” Ryou drops the tube on the towel, his arms wrapping around Bakura’s shoulders.
“Me and Marik found it yesterday. Figured it would be a nice little hide out if we wanted to do anything without the others.” Bakura pulls one of Ryou’s legs over his causing the boy to straddle his lap.
Ryou moans as his hardening arousal grinds against Bakura’s, his arms tightening around his yami’s shoulders as their lips crush together. Bakura’s hands grip the smaller boy’s hips, fingers pressing gently into pale flesh, his tongue poking out into Ryou’s mouth, sliding around the all too familiar cavern.
One of Bakura’s hands slip over to grab the bottle of lube, moving it behind his lover’s back, popping the cap and squeezing some of the cold liquid onto the fingers of his other hand. The two white haired boys continue to kiss as Bakura drops the bottle back onto the towel, his slick hand moving down Ryou’s back and bottom until he pushes gently against his hikari’s entrance causing the smaller boy to moan.
“Mmm…Kura.”
“You are so beautiful, tenshi.”
Bakura’s finger pushes all the way inside his lover, his lips making a wet trail down Ryou’s neck to suck on his sharp collarbone. The hikari’s hands move down Bakura’s back before sliding back up to tangle in thick white hair, his head tilting to the side. Slowly another finger is added, Ryou’s hips bucking forward slightly, his erection rubbing against Bakura’s.
“Please, Kura. We have to hurry.”
“Why?”
“Because we have to get…oh…to the party soon. They wil…will have everything…ready in a…oh…Kura…little bit.”
“So we might be a little late. Who cares?” Bakura’s tongue runs over Ryou’s shoulder as another finger is added to the smaller boy’s tight entrance.
“If you keep teasing me I don’t know if I will be able to last long.”
“Good cause I’m about ready to burst right now.”
“You are so romantic.” Ryou giggles as Bakura pulls his mouth away from the pale shoulder.
“That’s why you love me.” Bakura winks at his lover as he removes his fingers from the taut passage before laying back on the black towel, his white hair fanned out around his head. “Now you take over.”
Blushing slightly, Ryou slides up Bakura’s body, reaching behind himself to take a firm yet gentle hold on his lover’s large arousal. His hips lift up as he shifts back, slowly lowering himself down on the hard member, his hands moving to rest on Bakura’s smooth chest, his head falling back so that his hair brushes across his yami’s thighs. Bakura’s hands advance to Ryou’s hips, his dark brown eyes closing as the tightness of his lover engulfs his erection, the cool hands on his chest a very contrasting feeling to the hot sun beating down on him.
“You can move anytime now.” Bakura groans.
“Just give me another minute.”
Ryou leans forward, his hair sliding around his face as he pushes up, his rear end raising off of Bakura’s member almost to the tip before sliding back down. Ryou bites his bottom lip as he filled with his lover, he continues to raise up and down, his blunt fingernails digging into the flesh of Bakura’s chest. Bakura’s hands glide down to his hikari’s thighs, he squints up into the brightness around his lover to watch Ryou move up and down, his hair bouncing around his head.
Bakura’s knees bend slightly, his heels digging into the sand at the end of the towel so that he can push up every time Ryou sits down completely on his arousal. His tongue snakes out to lick at his lips, one of his hands sneaking down to wrap around Ryou’s hard member.
“Oh…Kura…Kura…Kura…oh.”
Ryou bounces up and down at a faster rate, a light breeze blowing his hair behind his head as he bites his lip to keep from screaming. Bakura’s hand keeps pace with Ryou’s moments, his hips still raising off the ground, his head arching back as he feels his lover’s passage start to tighten.
“Kura…I’m…I’m….Kura!”
The smaller white haired boy screams out his nickname for his lover, his head tilting back as his seed spills over onto Bakura’s chest, the hand continuing to milk his erection for several minutes as Bakura releases deep inside of him. Bakura grunts as they move against each other for a little while longer before Ryou falls onto the yami’s chest, ignoring the sticky substance.
“My little tenshi.” Bakura kisses the top of his lover’s head, his arms wrapping around Ryou’s slim waist as they both calm down.
“Ai shiteru, Kura.”
“I love you, too.”
“You’re comfy.” Ryou snuggles his nose into Bakura’s neck.
“What about the party?” Bakura smirks.
“It can wait a while.”
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“That looks so good.” Joey licks his lips as he looks around Seto.
The taller brunette stands on the wood plank porch at the back of his beach house, his eyes downcast on a large outdoor grill, the heat of the flames cooking several hotdogs and hamburgers. Seto reaches up to wipe a small trail of sweat off his forehead, his bare chest slightly tanning as his navy shorts hug his waist, his navy flip-flops keeping his feet from hitting the warm planks. Joey leans his head on Seto’s upper arm, his own bare chest rubbing against his lover’s body, the light brown cargo shorts he wears hanging low on his hips, his brown flip-flops protecting his feet as well.
“No eating until the others are here.”
“Why? I’m hunger.” Joey pouts up at his lover, his wide honey eyes blinking several times.
“Don’t give me that look, koinu.”
“You’re no fun.”
“He sounded like fun last night.” Yami exits the open sliding doors of the house, his bare feet taking him to the middle of the porch, his dark purple eyes looking out over the private sand and ocean, his black shorts stopping at knee level.
“What?” Seto turns around to look at the tall yami.
“Let’s just say if you two ever bring Mokuba with you here, just remember the head of his bed is right at the wall to your room.”
“You didn’t hear anything, did you?” Joey turns to look at Yami.
“Oh yeah I did.”
The tall tri-colored haired yami moves over to a round, green painted, metal table near the grill, sitting himself in one of the white cushion chairs. The large white umbrella that hangs high above the table cast a cooling shade down on his lean form as he crosses his arms across his chest.
“I’m so sorry, Yami.” A blush covers Joey’s cheeks as he buries his head in his lover’s back.
“Told you to not bark so loud, koinu.”
“Shut up, you’re not helping.”
“What are the two love birds fighting about?” Yugi walks out of the house with two glasses in his hands, his light blue shorts down to above his knees with a white stripe down the sides, a pair of white flip-flops on his feet. He walks over to his lover, sitting a glass down in front of him before moving over to the grill.
“Nothing. How’s the cake coming?” Joey asks.
“I just finished frosting it. Mmm…those look good.” Yugi licks his lips as he stares at the cooking food.
“I know. He won’t let me have any until everyone gets here.” Joey pouts.
“Is that what you were arguing about?”
“No.” Seto keeps his head turned toward the grill.
“Then what?”
“Why are you so nosy all of a sudden? Have you been hanging around Malik too much?” Joey grins down at his smaller friend.
“That’s what I asked him the other day.” Yami takes a sip of his drink. “I told them we heard them last night.”
“Yami! I told you not to bring it up.” Yugi glares over at his lover.
“Couldn’t resist.” Yami shrugs.
“Where are the others? I’m getting hungry.” Joey’s honey eyes look around the private beach owned by his lover.
“I think Marik and Malik are upstairs in the game room. I saw Ryou and Bakura come out here though.” Yugi moves to sit next to his lover.
“I haven’t seen them.”
“They had best hurry. The food is ready.” Seto starts moving the cooked food onto plates. “Go get some plates and chips, koinu.”
“Alright. What do you want to drink?”
“Water.”
“Okay.” Joey walks over to the sliding doors, disappearing inside.
“And don’t touch the cake.” Yugi yells after him.
“Did you bring down Ryou’s gift, chibi ichi?”
“Yeah, I put it on the sofa in the den with the others.”
“Hello, people.” Malik steps out of the house, a wide grin on his face, tan shorts with lilac flowers sown around the bottom of the legs.
“Hey. Why are you in such a good mood? Or should I even ask?” Yugi smiles.
“I just beat Marik at a game. I’m happy.” The pale blonde moves to sit next to Yugi. “And hungry. Is it ready yet?”
“I don’t know who has the bigger stomach, you or Joey.” Yami shakes his head.
“I can’t help it.”
“If you want something to drink, you had best get it. The food is ready.” Seto brings the plates of food over to the table before moving into the house.
“Malik, you might want to do something about your yami.” Joey exits the house as his lover enters, his arms filled with plates, napkins, chips, and two drinks.
“Why?”
“He is looking at Yugi’s cake with a lot of interest.”
“He better not touch my cake.” Yugi says. “I worked hard on that.”
“I’ll go get him.” Malik sighs as he runs into the house.
“Too late.” Seto smirks, coming out of the house with buns for the cooked meat.
“What do you mean?” The smallest hikari asks.
“You lost a flower on your cake.”
“I can’t believe him. I’ll be back in a minute.” Yugi quickly gets up and follows Malik.
“Still no sign of Ryou or Bakura?” Seto sits down a seat next to Yami, his long legs stretching out.
“Nope.”
“Here’s your water.” Joey sits the clear glass in front of his lover before taking the seat next to him, leaning forward to start filling his plate.
“Could you at least wait for the others?” Seto asks.
“Nope, hungry.”
“Pharaoh!” Marik limps out of the house, collapsing into the chair two seats next to Yami. “You’re little hikari stepped on my foot.” He leans down to hold his bare, abused foot, his red shorts hanging on his hips, his bare, tanned chest slick and shining in the sun.
“Shouldn’t have messed with his cake.” Yami shrugs.
“Are you sweating that bad?” Joey points at he yami’s chest.
“No, my hikari sprayed me with water from that thing attached to the sink.”
“Just isn’t you’re day, is it?” Yami chuckles.
“Shut it, Pharaoh.”
“Don’t start, you two. This Ryou’s birthday, you aren’t going to ruin it.” Joey smiles.
“Where is he?”
“Don’t know.” Seto crosses his arms over his bare chest.
“I can’t believe you, Marik.” Malik moves out of the house, popping his yami on the back of the head as he sits next to him, Yugi right behind him.
“It looked good. I couldn’t help it.” Marik pouts at his lover.
“This is good, guys.” Joey says around a mouthful of hamburger.
“Impatient mutt.” Seto shakes his head as he looks around his lover toward the beach. “There they are.”
All eyes turn to look in the direction Seto nods, walking up the sand with bare feet is Bakura, Ryou on his back with his legs wrapped around the yami’s waist, his arms encircling his neck. The two are smiling and talking quietly, their brown eyes looking down at the loose sand covering the ground, a balled up black towel clutched in one of Bakura’s hands which are holding Ryou’s thighs.
“How can they stay on the beach all day and still be so pale?” Joey asks.
“Bakura has never been tanned, not even in Egypt. People thought he was cursed or something.” Marik rolls his eyes as he reaches out to fix a plate.
“That had best be for me.” Malik snaps.
“Fine.” The pale haired yami sighed.
“Did you have a tan in Egypt, Yami?” The sandy blonde boy asks, his honey eyes looking over at the yami.
“Yes.” Yami fixes a plate before handing it to his lover, leaning forward again to make a plate for himself.
“It’s about time you got here. This is for your birthday, bunny-boy.” Malik smiles as the white haired boys join them on the porch, Bakura bending down to allow Ryou back down on his feet.
“Gomen, Kura wanted to give me my present.” Ryou blushes as he quickly sits down next to Joey.
“Is that what they call it now?” Malik giggles.
“Stop it.”
“What happened to you?” Bakura asks the pale blonde yami as he sits next to him.
“Long story.” Marik sighs as fixes another plate for himself.
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“Ryou, what are you doing in here?” Yugi walks up behind his white haired friend in the kitchen, a plate of hotdogs and hamburgers in one hand, buns in another.
“Helping cleaning up.”
“You shouldn’t be. Today is your birthday, you’re suppose to lay around doing nothing. Besides you aren’t supposed to see your cake.”
“Sorry, Yugi. It is beautiful though.” Ryou looks next him on the counter at the rectangle cake covered in white icing with small red and pink roses around the edges, ‘Happy 18th Birthday Ryou’ wrote across the top in light blue.
“It would have been prettier if Marik had kept his hands off it.”
“Is that why there is a gap?” Ryou chuckles.
“Yes.”
“Are we going to open presents now?” Malik comes into the house from the porch, his bare feet carrying him to the other two.
“We aren’t opening presents, Ryou is.” Yugi smiles.
“I know. But I love watching people open gifts, be better if it were me but I can survive until my birthday.” Malik moves up behind his white haired friend, his arms wrapping around his slim bare waist. “Of course you already got one of your gifts, didn’t you? Was it any good?”
“Stop, Malik. That’s personal.”
“Whatever, sugar lips.”
“Get off my hikari.” Bakura speaks up behind the three boys.
“I don’t want to.” Malik pouts.
“If you want cake then you had best go into the den so Ryou can open his presents.” Yugi says as he wraps up the food.
“Okay. Hey, Robber, you know where my sweetie is?” Malik starts moving through the long room, past the dinner table.
“Last I saw he was trying to throw the Pharaoh in the ocean.” Bakura chuckles, his arms sliding around Ryou’s waist as his hikari tries to move after Malik, several plastic plates and silverware in his hands.
“Kura, stop I have to get this in there for dessert.”
“Poor Yami.” Yugi shakes his head. “But how is Marik throwing him in the water when he is afraid to get near it.”
“That’s the hard part. He is trying to throw him from way up on the sand.” Bakura lets go of his lover, leaning back on the counter by the cake.
“I can’t believe you guys are afraid of the ocean.” Ryou giggles from across the room.
“We never had anything like that in Egypt, it’s freaky. Not even the Nile was that big.”
“Is dessert ready?” Joey hops into the house, moving over to the loveseat opposite of were Malik sits in the chair.
“I swear you are a bottomless pit.” Yugi grabs the cake and heads over to the others. “Where is Seto?”
“Having a good time watching Marik and Yami fighting.”
“They’re fighting?” Malik asks, his eyes turning toward the wall of windows, leaning forward to look around a strip of light white curtain.
“Yep.”
“I’m going to go get them before they kill each other.” Yugi sighs, sitting the cake on the coffee table before moving toward the door. “And neither of you touch that cake until I get back.” He points to the sandy blonde and pale blonde.
“Happy Birthday, Ryou.” Malik smiles sweetly at his friend as the white haired boy sits in the middle of the sofa, next to a small pile of gifts.
“Thank you, Malik, but you still aren’t getting any cake yet.”
“Nuts.”
“Get tried of watching?” Joey asks as Seto walks toward him.
“Yugi broke it up.” The brunette shrugs as he sits beside his lover, an arm wrapping around Joey’s shoulders.
“You’re acting like children.” Yugi scolds as he enters the house with Marik and Yami right behind him.
“Sorry, chibi ichi.” Yami wraps his arms around his lover as they stand behind Malik’s chair.
“I want Ryou to open presents now.” The small pale blonde speaks up as Marik moves to sit on the arm of his chair. “Come over here, Bakura and sit with your hikari.”
“I’m coming.”
“I thought you wanted cake?” Ryou asks.
“I do. We can eat while you open gifts.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me.” Joey slides off the loveseat toward the coffee table, moving the cake closer to him as he picks up the large knife laying next to it. “I’ll cut, Ryou open presents.”
“Whose do I open first?” The white haired hikari smiles over at his lover as Bakura sits next to him before turning back to the small pile of gifts next to him.
“Open ours, its on top.” Yugi leans back against his lover’s bare chest.
Ryou picks up medium sized square box covered in bright blue paper with small red, yellow, and green balloons, a large red bow fixed on top. The white haired hikari places it in his lap as he opens it, sitting the wrapping paper next to him on the floor before opening the box, moving some white tissue paper out of the way he smiles brightly up at his tri-colored haired friends.
“They are so cute.”
“What? What is it?” Malik leans forward as Ryou carefully pulls out a small figurine of a white bunny, its fluffy white tail sticking up in the air, golden eyes staring out as a small smile graces its face, tiny pink nose wrinkled up. “Aw…now bunny has bunnies.”
“There are five of them, all in different positions. I thought they were cute.” Yugi smiles.
“Thank you, Yugi, Yami. I know just where to put it in our room.” Ryou carefully puts the rabbit back in the box, looking around at the others before placing the box softly on the floor at his feet.
“Ours is next.” The small pale blonde smiles widely as he leans against his lover.
Ryou reaches over to pick up a long thin box wrapped in pink paper with ‘Happy Birthday’ written all over it in white, a pink and white curly ribbon on top. Glancing cautiously over at the two smirking pale blondes, Ryou removes the paper and lifts the top of the box up, a blush spreading over his cheeks as he quickly lowers the lid again.
“I can’t believe you two.”
“What did they get you?” Joey asks as he finishes slicing the cake, handing the plates out to his friends.
“Nothing.” The white haired hikari tries to sit the box down only to have it grabbing by his yami.
“What is it?” Bakura pecks into the box, a wide grin appearing on his face. “Nice.” He nods to the pale blondes. “Can we try some tonight?” His dark brown eyes look back to his lover.
“No!”
“What is it?” Joey repeats.
“Ten bottles of different flavored lube.” Malik winks at the sandy blonde as he takes a bite of his cake.
“Malik!” Yugi rolls his eyes.
“Try the cherry. It’s my favorite.” Marik smirks at the white haired yami.
“You got some?” Bakura asks.
“Yep. We were only going to get you guys one but I just had to try it.” Malik smiles.
“Okay, enough of this. Next.” Yami tightens his hold on his lover’s shoulders.
“We brought Mokuba’s gift with us.” Seto says.
“You two didn’t have to get me anything. You’re letting us stay here for the week.” Ryou sighs.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Open up one of them.” Joey moves to sit back beside his lover on the loveseat.
“Which one is Mokuba’s?”
“The one with the silver bow.”
Ryou starts pilling the glittery silver paper with blue swirls on it off of the small rectangle gift with the silver bow, his eyes widen as he reveals a thick book.
“Oh…I love it. This must have cost him a lot. He shouldn’t have gotten this for me.”
“He wanted to.” Seto says.
“What is it, Ryou?” Yugi asks.
“The first edition of stories and poems by Edgar Allen Poe. This is worth a lot of money. I’ll have to thank him myself when we get home.” Ryou runs pale fingers over the black leather of the book.
“Open ours.” Joey motions toward the last gift which is wrapped in the same paper as Mokuba’s only with a blue bow on top.
Smiling, Ryou easily tears the paper off another wide smile coming to his lips as he removes another book.
“We didn’t know which to get you so we got you one and Mokie got you the other.” Joey smiles.
“I love them both. I love all my presents. Thank you everyone.”
“What is the other book, Ryou?” Yami asks.
“First edition of poems by Emily Dickenson, one of my favorite poets.”
“Should I even ask what Bakura got you?” Malik grins evilly.
“Shut up.” Ryou blushes as the other laugh quietly.
TBC
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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, surprises (if you like the Engulf Trilogy then you’ll like the surprises *hint, hint*)
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
Forum(Created by my great reviewer, Jo-Lo): http://s11.invisionfree.com/Ravenx_Forum/
Beta(s): Jo-Lo: I am truly one of a kind, and be glad about that.; Sarah Costa
General A/N: Finally! One set of guests gone and one test out of the way. Only one more guest left, one more test, and my birthday this weekend and I can rest for a minute or two. My brain was starting to melt from studying so much so I decided to sneak away and post the next chapter, so here it is…
Chapter Fifteen
by Ravenx
“Kura, where are we going?” Ryou asks as he follows his lover over the light brown sand in the back of the Seto’s beach house.
“Just come on and you’ll see.”
“But the others need my help.”
“It’s your birthday party. You shouldn’t have to do anything but open presents.” Bakura walks over a tall hill of rocks near the left of the house.
“Kura, I did not wear the right footwear to go rock climbing.” Ryou pouts as he points to his white flip-flops.
“Its just over this hill, come on. You can make it, take of those stupid shoes and go barefoot like me.”
“Are you insane? This sand is hot and I bet the rocks are hotter. I don’t see how you can stand it.” Ryou slowly moves up after his yami, carefully placing his feet on the flattest part of the rocks he can find.
“Egyptian sand is hotter.” Bakura shrugs as he moves down the other side of the hill.
As Ryou rounds the top of the pile of rocks he looks down into a small valley of sand with another hill of rocks on the other side, his lover standing bare foot on the sand, arms outstretched up to his hikari.
“Jump.”
“I don’t think so.” Ryou shakes his head as he tries to keep his balance.
“You know I won’t let you fall, so jump.” Bakura’s arms open wide, his dark brown eyes narrowing up into the sun behind Ryou.
“I am so going to hit you if you don’t catch me.” Closing his eyes, Ryou jumps down his arms wrapping around Bakura'’ neck as his yami’s arms encircle his bare waist.
“Told you I wouldn’t let you fall.” Bakura’s voice ghost against his hikari’s ear.
“I’m so glad I have a strong yami.” The smaller boy giggles. “Now why are we here?” Ryou pulls back from his lover, his feet hitting the loose sand as he looks around the small dip between the rocks.
“I thought I’d give you your present before the party.” Smirking, the taller white haired boy removes a black beach towel from around his shoulders, laying it out on the sand.
“And what would be my present?”
“Me.”
“How did you know that’s what I wanted?” Ryou smiles, his light brown eyes watching his yami move closer to him.
Bakura’s pale hands slide down Ryou’s sides to rest on his slim hips, his thumbs hooking in the white shorts that stop just above his knees. Ryou’s arms move back around his lover’s neck as his shorts are pulled down his lean form, pooling at his feet.
“What about the others?”
“They’re too busy getting ready for your party. No one will see us.” Bakura bends to lick up Ryou’s neck.
“Kura.” Ryou whines as his lover steps away from him.
Smirking, Bakura lowers his own tan shorts to the ground, stepping back he sit down on the towel, leaning back on his hands, his dark brown eyes looking up at his hikari.
“Are you coming down here?”
“We don’t have anything.”
“Check my right pocket.”
“You thought ahead.” Ryou smiles as he bends to pull out the tube of lube from his lover’s shorts before hopping over onto the towel.
“Don’t sound so surprised.” Reaching up the yami pulls his love down by the hips next to him, his mouth going instantly to Ryou’s long neck.
“How did find this place?” Ryou drops the tube on the towel, his arms wrapping around Bakura’s shoulders.
“Me and Marik found it yesterday. Figured it would be a nice little hide out if we wanted to do anything without the others.” Bakura pulls one of Ryou’s legs over his causing the boy to straddle his lap.
Ryou moans as his hardening arousal grinds against Bakura’s, his arms tightening around his yami’s shoulders as their lips crush together. Bakura’s hands grip the smaller boy’s hips, fingers pressing gently into pale flesh, his tongue poking out into Ryou’s mouth, sliding around the all too familiar cavern.
One of Bakura’s hands slip over to grab the bottle of lube, moving it behind his lover’s back, popping the cap and squeezing some of the cold liquid onto the fingers of his other hand. The two white haired boys continue to kiss as Bakura drops the bottle back onto the towel, his slick hand moving down Ryou’s back and bottom until he pushes gently against his hikari’s entrance causing the smaller boy to moan.
“Mmm…Kura.”
“You are so beautiful, tenshi.”
Bakura’s finger pushes all the way inside his lover, his lips making a wet trail down Ryou’s neck to suck on his sharp collarbone. The hikari’s hands move down Bakura’s back before sliding back up to tangle in thick white hair, his head tilting to the side. Slowly another finger is added, Ryou’s hips bucking forward slightly, his erection rubbing against Bakura’s.
“Please, Kura. We have to hurry.”
“Why?”
“Because we have to get…oh…to the party soon. They wil…will have everything…ready in a…oh…Kura…little bit.”
“So we might be a little late. Who cares?” Bakura’s tongue runs over Ryou’s shoulder as another finger is added to the smaller boy’s tight entrance.
“If you keep teasing me I don’t know if I will be able to last long.”
“Good cause I’m about ready to burst right now.”
“You are so romantic.” Ryou giggles as Bakura pulls his mouth away from the pale shoulder.
“That’s why you love me.” Bakura winks at his lover as he removes his fingers from the taut passage before laying back on the black towel, his white hair fanned out around his head. “Now you take over.”
Blushing slightly, Ryou slides up Bakura’s body, reaching behind himself to take a firm yet gentle hold on his lover’s large arousal. His hips lift up as he shifts back, slowly lowering himself down on the hard member, his hands moving to rest on Bakura’s smooth chest, his head falling back so that his hair brushes across his yami’s thighs. Bakura’s hands advance to Ryou’s hips, his dark brown eyes closing as the tightness of his lover engulfs his erection, the cool hands on his chest a very contrasting feeling to the hot sun beating down on him.
“You can move anytime now.” Bakura groans.
“Just give me another minute.”
Ryou leans forward, his hair sliding around his face as he pushes up, his rear end raising off of Bakura’s member almost to the tip before sliding back down. Ryou bites his bottom lip as he filled with his lover, he continues to raise up and down, his blunt fingernails digging into the flesh of Bakura’s chest. Bakura’s hands glide down to his hikari’s thighs, he squints up into the brightness around his lover to watch Ryou move up and down, his hair bouncing around his head.
Bakura’s knees bend slightly, his heels digging into the sand at the end of the towel so that he can push up every time Ryou sits down completely on his arousal. His tongue snakes out to lick at his lips, one of his hands sneaking down to wrap around Ryou’s hard member.
“Oh…Kura…Kura…Kura…oh.”
Ryou bounces up and down at a faster rate, a light breeze blowing his hair behind his head as he bites his lip to keep from screaming. Bakura’s hand keeps pace with Ryou’s moments, his hips still raising off the ground, his head arching back as he feels his lover’s passage start to tighten.
“Kura…I’m…I’m….Kura!”
The smaller white haired boy screams out his nickname for his lover, his head tilting back as his seed spills over onto Bakura’s chest, the hand continuing to milk his erection for several minutes as Bakura releases deep inside of him. Bakura grunts as they move against each other for a little while longer before Ryou falls onto the yami’s chest, ignoring the sticky substance.
“My little tenshi.” Bakura kisses the top of his lover’s head, his arms wrapping around Ryou’s slim waist as they both calm down.
“Ai shiteru, Kura.”
“I love you, too.”
“You’re comfy.” Ryou snuggles his nose into Bakura’s neck.
“What about the party?” Bakura smirks.
“It can wait a while.”
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“That looks so good.” Joey licks his lips as he looks around Seto.
The taller brunette stands on the wood plank porch at the back of his beach house, his eyes downcast on a large outdoor grill, the heat of the flames cooking several hotdogs and hamburgers. Seto reaches up to wipe a small trail of sweat off his forehead, his bare chest slightly tanning as his navy shorts hug his waist, his navy flip-flops keeping his feet from hitting the warm planks. Joey leans his head on Seto’s upper arm, his own bare chest rubbing against his lover’s body, the light brown cargo shorts he wears hanging low on his hips, his brown flip-flops protecting his feet as well.
“No eating until the others are here.”
“Why? I’m hunger.” Joey pouts up at his lover, his wide honey eyes blinking several times.
“Don’t give me that look, koinu.”
“You’re no fun.”
“He sounded like fun last night.” Yami exits the open sliding doors of the house, his bare feet taking him to the middle of the porch, his dark purple eyes looking out over the private sand and ocean, his black shorts stopping at knee level.
“What?” Seto turns around to look at the tall yami.
“Let’s just say if you two ever bring Mokuba with you here, just remember the head of his bed is right at the wall to your room.”
“You didn’t hear anything, did you?” Joey turns to look at Yami.
“Oh yeah I did.”
The tall tri-colored haired yami moves over to a round, green painted, metal table near the grill, sitting himself in one of the white cushion chairs. The large white umbrella that hangs high above the table cast a cooling shade down on his lean form as he crosses his arms across his chest.
“I’m so sorry, Yami.” A blush covers Joey’s cheeks as he buries his head in his lover’s back.
“Told you to not bark so loud, koinu.”
“Shut up, you’re not helping.”
“What are the two love birds fighting about?” Yugi walks out of the house with two glasses in his hands, his light blue shorts down to above his knees with a white stripe down the sides, a pair of white flip-flops on his feet. He walks over to his lover, sitting a glass down in front of him before moving over to the grill.
“Nothing. How’s the cake coming?” Joey asks.
“I just finished frosting it. Mmm…those look good.” Yugi licks his lips as he stares at the cooking food.
“I know. He won’t let me have any until everyone gets here.” Joey pouts.
“Is that what you were arguing about?”
“No.” Seto keeps his head turned toward the grill.
“Then what?”
“Why are you so nosy all of a sudden? Have you been hanging around Malik too much?” Joey grins down at his smaller friend.
“That’s what I asked him the other day.” Yami takes a sip of his drink. “I told them we heard them last night.”
“Yami! I told you not to bring it up.” Yugi glares over at his lover.
“Couldn’t resist.” Yami shrugs.
“Where are the others? I’m getting hungry.” Joey’s honey eyes look around the private beach owned by his lover.
“I think Marik and Malik are upstairs in the game room. I saw Ryou and Bakura come out here though.” Yugi moves to sit next to his lover.
“I haven’t seen them.”
“They had best hurry. The food is ready.” Seto starts moving the cooked food onto plates. “Go get some plates and chips, koinu.”
“Alright. What do you want to drink?”
“Water.”
“Okay.” Joey walks over to the sliding doors, disappearing inside.
“And don’t touch the cake.” Yugi yells after him.
“Did you bring down Ryou’s gift, chibi ichi?”
“Yeah, I put it on the sofa in the den with the others.”
“Hello, people.” Malik steps out of the house, a wide grin on his face, tan shorts with lilac flowers sown around the bottom of the legs.
“Hey. Why are you in such a good mood? Or should I even ask?” Yugi smiles.
“I just beat Marik at a game. I’m happy.” The pale blonde moves to sit next to Yugi. “And hungry. Is it ready yet?”
“I don’t know who has the bigger stomach, you or Joey.” Yami shakes his head.
“I can’t help it.”
“If you want something to drink, you had best get it. The food is ready.” Seto brings the plates of food over to the table before moving into the house.
“Malik, you might want to do something about your yami.” Joey exits the house as his lover enters, his arms filled with plates, napkins, chips, and two drinks.
“Why?”
“He is looking at Yugi’s cake with a lot of interest.”
“He better not touch my cake.” Yugi says. “I worked hard on that.”
“I’ll go get him.” Malik sighs as he runs into the house.
“Too late.” Seto smirks, coming out of the house with buns for the cooked meat.
“What do you mean?” The smallest hikari asks.
“You lost a flower on your cake.”
“I can’t believe him. I’ll be back in a minute.” Yugi quickly gets up and follows Malik.
“Still no sign of Ryou or Bakura?” Seto sits down a seat next to Yami, his long legs stretching out.
“Nope.”
“Here’s your water.” Joey sits the clear glass in front of his lover before taking the seat next to him, leaning forward to start filling his plate.
“Could you at least wait for the others?” Seto asks.
“Nope, hungry.”
“Pharaoh!” Marik limps out of the house, collapsing into the chair two seats next to Yami. “You’re little hikari stepped on my foot.” He leans down to hold his bare, abused foot, his red shorts hanging on his hips, his bare, tanned chest slick and shining in the sun.
“Shouldn’t have messed with his cake.” Yami shrugs.
“Are you sweating that bad?” Joey points at he yami’s chest.
“No, my hikari sprayed me with water from that thing attached to the sink.”
“Just isn’t you’re day, is it?” Yami chuckles.
“Shut it, Pharaoh.”
“Don’t start, you two. This Ryou’s birthday, you aren’t going to ruin it.” Joey smiles.
“Where is he?”
“Don’t know.” Seto crosses his arms over his bare chest.
“I can’t believe you, Marik.” Malik moves out of the house, popping his yami on the back of the head as he sits next to him, Yugi right behind him.
“It looked good. I couldn’t help it.” Marik pouts at his lover.
“This is good, guys.” Joey says around a mouthful of hamburger.
“Impatient mutt.” Seto shakes his head as he looks around his lover toward the beach. “There they are.”
All eyes turn to look in the direction Seto nods, walking up the sand with bare feet is Bakura, Ryou on his back with his legs wrapped around the yami’s waist, his arms encircling his neck. The two are smiling and talking quietly, their brown eyes looking down at the loose sand covering the ground, a balled up black towel clutched in one of Bakura’s hands which are holding Ryou’s thighs.
“How can they stay on the beach all day and still be so pale?” Joey asks.
“Bakura has never been tanned, not even in Egypt. People thought he was cursed or something.” Marik rolls his eyes as he reaches out to fix a plate.
“That had best be for me.” Malik snaps.
“Fine.” The pale haired yami sighed.
“Did you have a tan in Egypt, Yami?” The sandy blonde boy asks, his honey eyes looking over at the yami.
“Yes.” Yami fixes a plate before handing it to his lover, leaning forward again to make a plate for himself.
“It’s about time you got here. This is for your birthday, bunny-boy.” Malik smiles as the white haired boys join them on the porch, Bakura bending down to allow Ryou back down on his feet.
“Gomen, Kura wanted to give me my present.” Ryou blushes as he quickly sits down next to Joey.
“Is that what they call it now?” Malik giggles.
“Stop it.”
“What happened to you?” Bakura asks the pale blonde yami as he sits next to him.
“Long story.” Marik sighs as fixes another plate for himself.
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“Ryou, what are you doing in here?” Yugi walks up behind his white haired friend in the kitchen, a plate of hotdogs and hamburgers in one hand, buns in another.
“Helping cleaning up.”
“You shouldn’t be. Today is your birthday, you’re suppose to lay around doing nothing. Besides you aren’t supposed to see your cake.”
“Sorry, Yugi. It is beautiful though.” Ryou looks next him on the counter at the rectangle cake covered in white icing with small red and pink roses around the edges, ‘Happy 18th Birthday Ryou’ wrote across the top in light blue.
“It would have been prettier if Marik had kept his hands off it.”
“Is that why there is a gap?” Ryou chuckles.
“Yes.”
“Are we going to open presents now?” Malik comes into the house from the porch, his bare feet carrying him to the other two.
“We aren’t opening presents, Ryou is.” Yugi smiles.
“I know. But I love watching people open gifts, be better if it were me but I can survive until my birthday.” Malik moves up behind his white haired friend, his arms wrapping around his slim bare waist. “Of course you already got one of your gifts, didn’t you? Was it any good?”
“Stop, Malik. That’s personal.”
“Whatever, sugar lips.”
“Get off my hikari.” Bakura speaks up behind the three boys.
“I don’t want to.” Malik pouts.
“If you want cake then you had best go into the den so Ryou can open his presents.” Yugi says as he wraps up the food.
“Okay. Hey, Robber, you know where my sweetie is?” Malik starts moving through the long room, past the dinner table.
“Last I saw he was trying to throw the Pharaoh in the ocean.” Bakura chuckles, his arms sliding around Ryou’s waist as his hikari tries to move after Malik, several plastic plates and silverware in his hands.
“Kura, stop I have to get this in there for dessert.”
“Poor Yami.” Yugi shakes his head. “But how is Marik throwing him in the water when he is afraid to get near it.”
“That’s the hard part. He is trying to throw him from way up on the sand.” Bakura lets go of his lover, leaning back on the counter by the cake.
“I can’t believe you guys are afraid of the ocean.” Ryou giggles from across the room.
“We never had anything like that in Egypt, it’s freaky. Not even the Nile was that big.”
“Is dessert ready?” Joey hops into the house, moving over to the loveseat opposite of were Malik sits in the chair.
“I swear you are a bottomless pit.” Yugi grabs the cake and heads over to the others. “Where is Seto?”
“Having a good time watching Marik and Yami fighting.”
“They’re fighting?” Malik asks, his eyes turning toward the wall of windows, leaning forward to look around a strip of light white curtain.
“Yep.”
“I’m going to go get them before they kill each other.” Yugi sighs, sitting the cake on the coffee table before moving toward the door. “And neither of you touch that cake until I get back.” He points to the sandy blonde and pale blonde.
“Happy Birthday, Ryou.” Malik smiles sweetly at his friend as the white haired boy sits in the middle of the sofa, next to a small pile of gifts.
“Thank you, Malik, but you still aren’t getting any cake yet.”
“Nuts.”
“Get tried of watching?” Joey asks as Seto walks toward him.
“Yugi broke it up.” The brunette shrugs as he sits beside his lover, an arm wrapping around Joey’s shoulders.
“You’re acting like children.” Yugi scolds as he enters the house with Marik and Yami right behind him.
“Sorry, chibi ichi.” Yami wraps his arms around his lover as they stand behind Malik’s chair.
“I want Ryou to open presents now.” The small pale blonde speaks up as Marik moves to sit on the arm of his chair. “Come over here, Bakura and sit with your hikari.”
“I’m coming.”
“I thought you wanted cake?” Ryou asks.
“I do. We can eat while you open gifts.”
“Sounds like a good idea to me.” Joey slides off the loveseat toward the coffee table, moving the cake closer to him as he picks up the large knife laying next to it. “I’ll cut, Ryou open presents.”
“Whose do I open first?” The white haired hikari smiles over at his lover as Bakura sits next to him before turning back to the small pile of gifts next to him.
“Open ours, its on top.” Yugi leans back against his lover’s bare chest.
Ryou picks up medium sized square box covered in bright blue paper with small red, yellow, and green balloons, a large red bow fixed on top. The white haired hikari places it in his lap as he opens it, sitting the wrapping paper next to him on the floor before opening the box, moving some white tissue paper out of the way he smiles brightly up at his tri-colored haired friends.
“They are so cute.”
“What? What is it?” Malik leans forward as Ryou carefully pulls out a small figurine of a white bunny, its fluffy white tail sticking up in the air, golden eyes staring out as a small smile graces its face, tiny pink nose wrinkled up. “Aw…now bunny has bunnies.”
“There are five of them, all in different positions. I thought they were cute.” Yugi smiles.
“Thank you, Yugi, Yami. I know just where to put it in our room.” Ryou carefully puts the rabbit back in the box, looking around at the others before placing the box softly on the floor at his feet.
“Ours is next.” The small pale blonde smiles widely as he leans against his lover.
Ryou reaches over to pick up a long thin box wrapped in pink paper with ‘Happy Birthday’ written all over it in white, a pink and white curly ribbon on top. Glancing cautiously over at the two smirking pale blondes, Ryou removes the paper and lifts the top of the box up, a blush spreading over his cheeks as he quickly lowers the lid again.
“I can’t believe you two.”
“What did they get you?” Joey asks as he finishes slicing the cake, handing the plates out to his friends.
“Nothing.” The white haired hikari tries to sit the box down only to have it grabbing by his yami.
“What is it?” Bakura pecks into the box, a wide grin appearing on his face. “Nice.” He nods to the pale blondes. “Can we try some tonight?” His dark brown eyes look back to his lover.
“No!”
“What is it?” Joey repeats.
“Ten bottles of different flavored lube.” Malik winks at the sandy blonde as he takes a bite of his cake.
“Malik!” Yugi rolls his eyes.
“Try the cherry. It’s my favorite.” Marik smirks at the white haired yami.
“You got some?” Bakura asks.
“Yep. We were only going to get you guys one but I just had to try it.” Malik smiles.
“Okay, enough of this. Next.” Yami tightens his hold on his lover’s shoulders.
“We brought Mokuba’s gift with us.” Seto says.
“You two didn’t have to get me anything. You’re letting us stay here for the week.” Ryou sighs.
“Don’t worry about it.”
“Open up one of them.” Joey moves to sit back beside his lover on the loveseat.
“Which one is Mokuba’s?”
“The one with the silver bow.”
Ryou starts pilling the glittery silver paper with blue swirls on it off of the small rectangle gift with the silver bow, his eyes widen as he reveals a thick book.
“Oh…I love it. This must have cost him a lot. He shouldn’t have gotten this for me.”
“He wanted to.” Seto says.
“What is it, Ryou?” Yugi asks.
“The first edition of stories and poems by Edgar Allen Poe. This is worth a lot of money. I’ll have to thank him myself when we get home.” Ryou runs pale fingers over the black leather of the book.
“Open ours.” Joey motions toward the last gift which is wrapped in the same paper as Mokuba’s only with a blue bow on top.
Smiling, Ryou easily tears the paper off another wide smile coming to his lips as he removes another book.
“We didn’t know which to get you so we got you one and Mokie got you the other.” Joey smiles.
“I love them both. I love all my presents. Thank you everyone.”
“What is the other book, Ryou?” Yami asks.
“First edition of poems by Emily Dickenson, one of my favorite poets.”
“Should I even ask what Bakura got you?” Malik grins evilly.
“Shut up.” Ryou blushes as the other laugh quietly.
TBC
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