Gravitation

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Author's Notes - This chapter is dedicated to Kschur32, Kieshi, and all you other people who wanted a little Ryou/Yugi action. This chapter also goes out
in dedication to my good friend Stu, who was kind enough to let me pick his brain about being bi-sexual/gay and allowed me to make this chapter
informative as well as creative. Thanks hun, you are the best.

Chapter 16 - While You Were Sleeping

Yami awoke later that day, coming back to consciousness with a groan at the pounding headache he had. ‘This is what you get for falling asleep after a major panic attack,’ he thought to himself, half amused. He turned his head, surprised to find himself alone in the huge bed after everything that had occurred. He had a brief flash of something he would have liked to term as insecurity. What if Bakura and Marik had left because of what had happened in the bathroom? He stifled that thought nearly as fast as it came up. After all they had seen and experienced from him with his ‘abilities’, and the way they had comforted him after his panic attack in the bathroom, he knew that they wouldn’t have gone anywhere. They were probably somewhere in the house.

He arose slowly, pulling on a pair of leather pants, not bothering with any underwear. He frequently wore the leather without anything underneath . . . the feel of the smooth material against his bare skin was just too delicious to forego for the sake of ‘modern’ modes of decency. He padded on bare feet out of his bedroom after getting dressed, making his way silently to the living room, where he paused in the doorway and chuckled slightly at the sight that met his eyes.

Bakura and Marik were entangled on the couch, Marik’s head resting on Bakura’s chest, both of them unconscious. The white-haired man had his arms wrapped tightly around the blonde, cradling him to his body as they slept. It made such a beautiful picture to Yami . . . his two lover’s, together. He smiled gently, walking on silent feet to drape a blanket over the two of them before brushing a feather light kiss to both of their temples. He spied Yugi’s coat and shoes over by the door, which told him that his cousin and Ryou had made it home in one peice, which wasn’t always a guarantee with Mai’s driving.

He decided to check Yugi’s bedroom to see how his cousin was sleeping. With everything that had been going on, he hadn’t had much of a chance to check in on his smaller self and see how he was doing. He paused as he neared the open bedroom door, gasps, moans, and giggles reaching his ears. ‘What in the world?’ he thought to himself, and peeked around the doorframe. He promptly froze, unable to move as his eyes took in what was going on.

Yugi and Ryou were both naked, in the middle of what looked like a mutual exploration of each other’s body. Ryou was laughing slightly at something Yugi had done, and Yugi looked flushed and embarassed.

“We have no idea what the hell we’re doing, do we?” Ryou murmured finally as his laughter subsided.

“Not a clue in the world . . . and I am so not going to ask my cousin for advice. He’s got enough on his plate right now,” Yugi murmured, sitting back with a sigh. “I know he told me we should go slowly and that it wasn’t all that much different from being with a girl . . . but I’m just as much of a virgin as you are, and I don’t know where to start. Romance novel starts just seem so damn corny!” Yami snickered, unable to hold back the sound as he drew the attention of the two boys. Ryou flushed, diving under the blankets as Yugi just sat there, a dumbfounded expression on his face.

“You two,” Yami murmured finally, shaking his head silently as he stepped around the corner and fully into view. “What ever am I going to do with you, Yugi?” Ryou’s eyes widened as he got a good look at the taller version of his lover. Yami was . . . well, hot was the best word his foggy mind could come up with. Clad in skin-tight black leather pants that rode low on his hips, his torso completely bare, showing an impeccably sculpted chest and tight abs with slightly tan, smooth skin . . . Ryou forced his mind away from such considerations. Yami was way out of his league . . . besides, he loved Yugi. But still . . . it was hard not to fantasize about the things that body could probably do. Especially when said body was sporting several suspicious marks in out of the way places. He shifted nervously as Yami stepped into the room and walked over to settle on the bed next to his small cousin, in between the willowy white haired boy and his small look-alike.

“Decided it was time to explore?” he asked quietly, his voice serious. “Are you both sure you’re ready to take that step?” Yugi nodded.

“We were talking about it for a while before anything started,” the smaller boy murmured. “But . . .” he hesitated, the urge to ask his older, experienced cousin for a hand nearly over-riding his discomfort at doing so.

“But you don’t know where to start,” Yami finished for him. Moving off the bed, he settled onto a chair nearby, turning his eyes to the ceiling. “If the two of you are sure about wanting to take the next step . . . then my suggestion would be oral. Don’t do penetration until you are both good and ready for it. I made that mistake my first time . . . and regretted it for weeks afterwards.” Ryou shifted in the bed, the sheet falling forgotten into his lap as he moved closer to the taller man.

“You mean . . . suck each other off?” he murmured.

“Yeah . . . it’s mutually satisfying, and it gives you time to know each other’s likes and dislikes before going that next step. I’m not going to lie to you . . . that next step can hurt quite a bit. That’s why most guys don’t even go there . . . they’re afraid of the pain. You’d be surprised . . . most gay couples don’t ever do penetration,” Yami said, his crimson eyes still on the ceiling. “There are dangers involved unless your partner knows what he’s doing . . . you can cause irrevocable damage if it’s not done right, and land your lover in the hospital.”

“Really?” Yugi whispered. “I . . . I didn’t know that.” Ryou echoed that sentiment. Yami nodded.

“It’s not something they teach in sex ed.,” he said, finally bringing his eyes down to study the two on the bed. “They don’t actually ever think anyone would do it, so they don’t bother teaching about it. Sex Ed is so lost in the mid-eighteenth century now anyway.” Yami leaned forward suddenly, surprising Ryou when he drew the smaller white haired boy into an open mouthed kiss.

*Don’t worry, little one,* he sent to Yugi, who was staring, speechless. *I’m just lending a hand . . . besides, you’ve chosen well. Ryou is a beauty, and a very gentle person. I’m not going to steal him from you.” Yugi chuckled slightly, getting aroused by the sight of his lover being thoroughly kissed by his older cousin.

‘ The thought had never crossed my mind, not now that you have Bakura and Marik,’ he sent back. ‘But damn . . . Yami, that’s hot!’ He sensed his older cousin’s amusement even as his body grew hard as he watched what was unfolding before him.

Ryou moaned into the kiss, hesitant hands creeping up to slowly run over Yami’s smooth chest, causing the skin to shiver slightly beneath the gentle touch.

*Lick my lips, Ryou,* Yami murmured into the boy’s mind, slightly startling the teen. *Don’t be afraid to explore your partner . . . my cousin, as it is going to be. Use your tongue as an extension of your limbs and explore.* He felt Ryou’s tongue slip tentatively into his mouth, the smaller boy running the muscle lightly over his teeth before delving deeper. He moaned lightly as Ryou’s hands ran down his bare back . . . the boy was so gentle it was almost like being caressed by the wind.

Yugi watched it all through wide eyes, one hand reaching down to caress his suddenly very hard erection as he watched Yami and Ryou duel with their tongues. This was way too hot . . . his really good looking older cousin was kissing his lover. He knew why Yami hadn’t kissed him . . . Yami was adamant that, even though they were distant cousins, it just wouldn’t feel ‘right’. . . but gods did he wish that he was in Ryou’s place suddenly.

Yami pulled back suddenly, sucking in a deep breath as he looked into very hazy chocolate eyes that were stunningly alike to Bakura’s.

“Ryou . . .” he murmured . . . and then gasped when the white haired teen pulled him back into a kiss, off the chair and into the bed. They landed in a flurry of limbs, and Yami suddenly found himself pinned under a very naked and apparently VERY aroused boy. Yugi was just as stunned as his cousin was by the sudden turn of events, but couldn’t help chuckling at his cousin’s expression of complete and total surprise, crimson eyes wide and startled as he suddenly found himself with more on his hands than a kissing lesson.

*I don’t think I’m quite in control here anymore, Yugi,* Yami sent to his smaller cousin, a battle for dominance with the white-haired demon he’d unleashed in the works. He sensed his hikari’s amusement.

‘No kidding,’ Yugi snickered silently. ‘ Bit off more than you can chew, this time. I warned you that he was attracted to you.’

*I didn’t think you were serious. I’m a bit old for him . . .* Yami said, consternation evident in his mental voice.

‘You’re only twenty-three, Yami. You make it sound like you’re ancient. And you have no idea how you look to others, do you?’

*What do you mean?* he asked, momentarily distracted from attempting to regain control from Ryou. His body was rapidly going on autopilot.

‘Yami . . . you’re one of the best looking guys around. You’re sexy, good looking, and down right lethal to look at when you put your mind to it. If it weren’t for the fact that you’re my cousin . . .’ He left that thought alone, but Yami got the drift.

*Oh . . .* was all the response Yami could muster, his attention suddenly VERY tuned in to Ryou, who had left his lips and was licking a trail down his chest. For someone who had been shy when he walked into the room, he sure wasn’t now. Yami gasped, his back arching off the bed as Ryou clamped down on one nipple, teasing the bud into hardness with soft nips of his teeth before soothing the hurt with wide licks of his tongue. *You know,* he thought hazily to his cousin, *You could help me here . . . if this goes on much longer, I am not going to be held responsible for what happens.* He was startled when he sensed Yugi shrug.

‘Who says it has to stop?’ his cousin replied. ‘I’m enjoying one hell of a show . . . and it’s not often that I see you so out of control of things. Don’t stop on my account.’

“You ARE a voyeur!” Yami choked out . . . and then practically screamed as a soft, gentle hand caressed him through his pants. Thought flew out the window very rapidly after that. He flipped Ryou off him suddenly, kneeling swiftly in between the boy’s parted knees to lick at the erection the teen was sporting before deep throating him. Ryou arched off the bed, his voice crying out hoarsely as he was suddenly engulfed in warmth.

Yugi moved up to the head board, leaning back against the pillows as he stroked himself, watching his cousin pleasure Ryou in ways that his white haired lover had probably never dreamed of. Yami was very good in bed . . . as attested to by Duke when Yugi had gotten up the courage to ask him a while ago. From what Duke had said, Yami was a very attentive and giving lover, making sure his partner was completely satisfied before thinking of himself. He thought for a moment of stopping things before they got farther . . . he wasn’t quite sure Yami was thinking straight anymore, and he didn’t want his cousin to regret this if it came to pass.

*Too late for that, young one,* Yami murmured in his head. *I’m thinking quite straight . . . and you had better watch and learn. Ryou’s about to get a lesson he’s not likely to forget . . . two can play at this game.* Yugi smirked at his cousin’s tone of voice. Okay, so his cousin was thinking . . . he was accomplishing two goals at once. He was giving Ryou what Ryou had obviously been fantasizing about, and teaching at the same time.

‘You sure you don’t want to start your own Sex Ed. class? It would be very popular . . .’ he sent, moaning as his body’s reaction to what he was seeing skyrocketed.

*Very funny, you little monster,* Yami replied.

Ryou was barely aware of his surroundings at the moment. What had begun as a shy exploration had rapidly grown into a full blown encounter . . . one that Yugi was right on about, he had been fantasizing about it. After seeing Yami in only a towel that first night . . . the brief glimpse he’d gotten before Yugi had covered his eyes, thinking he was straight, that is . . . quite a few of his dreams had featured the tall, crimson eyed man. Of course, quite a few of them had also featured Yugi since he’d come out of the closet to the two cousins . . . but the one had been attainable. This, on the other hand, went well beyond his hopes and dreams.

He moaned loudly, his fingers tangling in the sheets as Yami hummed around his member, sending vibrations through the over-sensitive flesh that made his skin practically burn. He turned hazy eyes to Yugi, wondering absently what his lover was thinking of all of this . . . and practically dropped when he spied the smaller teen with a fist around his own erection, pumping it slowly as he watched his older cousin and his lover. Making a quick decision, he reached out and pulled the smaller tri-haired youth closer, opening his mouth to take that delectable flesh into his waiting warmth.

He copied what Yami was doing to him, swirling his tongue around the sensitive skin before sucking at it and raking it lightly with his teeth. He found he couldn’t quite deep throat it though . . . his gag reflex nearly kicked in when he tried, so he settled for raising a hand to play with Yugi’s sack as he licked and nipped at his lover’s erection. Yugi moaned above him, his hands braced on either side of Ryou’s hips, his head nearly touching his cousin’s as Ryou made love to him with his mouth.

“Holy shit . . .” he groaned, causing Yami to raise his head and wink at him. He was surprised when his cousin leaned in for a quick open mouthed kiss, getting a brief taste of the unique flavor that was his cousin before Yami was pushing his head gently towards Ryou’s glistening erection.

*Copy what he’s doing to you . . . because I know he’s copying what I was doing to him,* Yami’s voice whispered through his mind. *Listen to his moans and feel the twitches of muscle. That will tell you if he likes it or not. Use your hands to increase the sensation . . . what you don’t need to brace yourself, that is.* Yugi nodded before doing as he was told, echoing moans from the two making Yami grin before he squirmed at the tightness of his pants. He wasn’t sure whether to stick around and make sure everything went okay, or go relieve some pressure of his own. The decision was made for him, however, when Yugi reached out and shoved him back into the chair he had initiated this all from.

The presence of his cousin in the room was quickly forgotten as mounting sensations clouded Yugi’s mind. He raised a hand to his mouth, quickly coating one finger with his saliva before gently probing the body beneath him. He froze as Ryou tensed when he neared the muscled ring of his virgin entrance.

“It’s okay . . .” Ryou whispered. “You just startled me . . . do it, please.” He lay a gentle, feather light kiss on Yugi’s inner thigh before licking at Yugi’s balls and returning to his cock. Yugi moved slowly, unsure of what he was doing.

*Just go slowly, young one . . . allow him to get used to it before going further. It is an uncomfortable sensation at first, so be sure to distract him with . . . other things.* Yugi grinned at the wry tone in his cousin’s voice . . . as well as the undertones of discomfort and lust. He hesitated only momentarily before slipping the tip of his finger into Ryou’s opening gently, moving a small amount at a time as he felt his lover tense and relax in turn at the intrusion. After a few minutes, his finger was encased in Ryou’s warmth, and he began to move it slowly in and out, enjoying the shiver’s of pleasure that radiated from the body beneath him. *Curl your finger slightly . . . you will find a small bundle of nerves that will make it all worthwhile . . .* He did as his cousin suggested . . . and gasped as Ryou suddenly moaned and bucked beneath him.

“Oh my god . . . what was that?” Ryou gasped, his head falling back onto the bed as stars flashed in front of his eyes.

“A small bundle of nerves . . . trust me, that was nothing compared to what is to come,” Yami murmured from the chair. He had gone back to staring at the ceiling, using only his telepathy to keep a light contact with the two boys while he tried to contain his own raging hormones, which Ryou had fanned into a burning blaze at the start of this whole thing. It wasn’t helping things that he was keeping contact with the boy’s minds, though. He could feel their passion, even dimmed by the light contact it was burning him, feeding his own inner fire.

Yugi groaned, a low sound deep in his throat as he felt Ryou suck at him. The boy’s fist had also enclosed over his flesh, pumping him as he suckled at the rigid member. He could feel ‘something’ building in the pit of his stomach, and he knew instinctively that Ryou was feeling the same. The white-haired boy’s body was tightening beneath him, muscles twitching and clenching spasmodically as he thrust his finger in and out of him, brushing that one bundle of nerves over and over again, maintaining his precarious balance on one trembling hand.

His release came suddenly, taking him completely by surprise as he fell into bliss, feeling Ryou buck underneath him as he was suddenly drinking in Ryou’s essence, the slightly salty taste of his lover coating his mouth and throat as he drank it up. He collapsed, falling to one side and staring wide eyed at the ceiling, knowing that Ryou was doing the same.

“Ra . . .” he gasped, his heart still racing as he used his cousin’s favorite god’s name in awe at what had just transpired. After all the times he had pleasured himself . . . none of his orgasm’s had even been so overwhelming.

“No shit,” Ryou murmured, moving slowly so that his head was resting on Yugi’s stomach. “That was amazing.” Yugi suddenly remembered Yami, and craned his neck back to get a good look at his cousin. He felt Ryou shift to do the same.

Yami was still in the chair, unmoving, his eyes closed with his teeth gritted tightly together, the leather pants clinging very temptingly to the bulge at his crotch.

“Yami?” Yugi whispered, “you okay?” Crimson eyes cracked open, the inner fire burning behind them making them glow as his cousin met his amethyst gaze from under half-lidded eyes.

“I have definitely been better,” Yami growled, his fists clenched tightly where they dangled near the floor. “I am never giving lessons again. You two are on your own from here on out.” Ryou moved suddenly, Yugi watching his slim, pale form slide off the bed and approach his elder cousin slowly.
“Yami . . . I’m sorry. I wasn’t thinking . . .” Ryou murmured, moving to stand near the tense man. He squeaked in surprise as he was suddenly pulled down into a searing kiss, his nude body pressed tightly to leather clad steel as Yami ground his erection into the boy.

“This . . .” Yami growled against his lips, “is what you can do to a man, Ryou. You are a beautiful, sensuous, sensitive being, and once you come of an appropriate age where I don’t feel like I’m robbing the cradle, I am going to fuck you senseless in payback for this.” He turned his eyes to Yugi, cradling Ryou on his lap as he met his cousin’s wide eyed gaze. “You are simply lucky you are my cousin, you little shit . . . or you’d be in for it too.” He groaned as Ryou wiggled slightly. “If you don’t sit still, I might not wait,” he whispered, his voice choked. Ryou stilled instantly.

“I’m sorry,” the boy whispered, and Yami shook his head.

“Don’t be sorry . . . just be aware of how attractive and desirable you are, little one,” he murmured, laying a gentle kiss on the side of the boy’s neck. “You are simply a beautiful person, both inside and out, Ryou . . . and I’m glad that my cousin has found you.” He moved suddenly, setting Ryou on his feet as he stood stiffly. “Now . . . if you’ll both excuse me . . . I’m going to wake up Marik or Bakura . . . or both.” He walked from the room slowly, the entire movement like the sensuous stalk of a predator after his prey.

Yugi grinned as he watched his cousin stalk out of the room from his position upside down on the bed, half admiring Ryou’s ass as he did so.

“You know . . . I don’t think it’s going to be quiet for much longer,” he said wryly. Ryou turned to look over his shoulder and grin at him, chocolate eyes twinkling.

“No kidding.”


Author's Notes - *points to the review link* REVIEW! *giggles* sorry, had to do it. Hope you all enjoyed. Next chapter delves into Bakura's background
a bit . . . but I'll let you stew on that little tidbit for a while