FIRST ANNIVERSARY

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FIRST ANNIVERSARY

Preview: This is a deep Bakura X Ryou fic, that begins with their anniversary. Ryou reminisces to when Bakura first took him; and Bakura and he are still as much in love by that next year. Oooh...what’s Bakura going to get Ryou? Vice versa? Read and review, kids, I hope you like it.

Summary/Warnings: I’m honored to get so many reviews from so many people; especially you who are ‘high on the ladder’ (LOL, Bambi)...Anyway, this chapter leaves off just where it ended last time; Ryou running to meet Bakura and do...ahem...anniversary things. Just the u war warnings (aka: language, etc.) and of course, another lemon for my fans. I love you guys (but not in a creepy way).

CHAPTER TWO: Exchange Gifts

Ryou was busily trotting home, breathing in a husky tone as he picked up into a sprint. He couldn’t think, his mouth was dry, and he wanted Bakura more than anything.

Ryou had gotten Bakura a certain present that he knew would make his day: two tickets back to Egypt for a weekend trip. Bakura always mentioned how he’d missed the place; the hot, dry weather...the easygoing lifestyle...the pick pocketing...well, Ryou had never liked that bit, but nonetheless...

He was running full speed when, suddenly, he was scared the shit out of when he ran into Bakura, who stood plainly in front of him; trying to stop Ryou from running into him.

However, it didn’t work, and Ryou’s body slammed against his yami; just barely knocking him over in an all out glomp.

Ryou blushed. “Oh...Bakura...I didn’t know you were going to come to school?” he whispered, a fierce red burn on his cheeks. He slid his hand along his yami’s soft, white T-shirt and along his tight, black jeans. A slightly dirty smirk was upon him; Bakura’s deep brown eyes glaring at him with intensity.

He pulled them both up, brushing himself off as he kissed Ryou’s cheek to insure that the fall had not hurt him. Bakura scratched his head and stood; relaxed. “So...happy anniversary, Ryou...” Bakura’s cheeks were coated in a sheer, glistening pink as he looked slightly away from his beautiful lover; Ryou.

Ryou gasped; enveloped in happiness as he choked back a few tears. “You remembered!” He rushed back into his yami’s arms, clutching the baby soft skin of Bakura’s arms as the elder petted Ryou’s silver hair. He looked to the sky, up at the gold rays that shot back against him in glimmers of light. He nestled his cheek against Ryou’s forehead, leaning his lips against his lover’s ear. “Ryou, I need to tell you something...”

Ryou seemed all the more shocked as his yami bent down on one knee and took out a black, velvet box the size of...“Oh my...” Ryou shivered as the box was opened, revealing a slate silver ring with a jet black diamond and the words ‘Ryou and Bakura forever’ engraved on it’s sparkling metal edges.

Ryou put a hand over his mouth to stop himself from squealing. His eyes were wide. “Bakura, it’s...it’s perfect...” Tears welded up in Ryou’s hazel orbs that turned gold in the sun.

Bakura kissed his hikari’s hand gently, and then again, a few times more, before emitting, “It’s our anniversary ring. I wanted our first year together to be special; so I got our names engraved on it. I wanted you to remember this dareverever...”

“Oh, I will!” Ryou yelped, trying to keep himself from jumping up and down as he shifted his glare back and forth; from Bakura to the ring, and back.

Bakura’s eyes seemed hopeful, and Ryou knew Bakura would love his gift, so he slid his ring down his slender finger and dropped to the ground; searching through his backpack for the tickets.

After a few minutes, both of their eyes became filled with a little disappointment; as Ryou couldn’t find his gift and Bakura doubted it being real at all. He put on a subtle smile and whispered, a hand relaxed behind his head. “You know, Ryou, if you didn’t get me something---”

“But I did! I know it’s somewhere around here...” he yelped back frantically, fiddling through each of the pockets and everything in between as the search started becoming hopeless. The tickets weren’t to be found.

Bakura took his hikari into his arms and cuddled him; surprisingly almost unbothered by the loss of his present. “No, Ryou...what I meant was: I don’t want you wasting money on me...all I want is you...”

Ryou shivered, a tear of sorrow, this time, drizzling down his silky cheek. “B-but, ‘Kura, I got you something I know you’d love...I can’t believe I...I...I lost i-it...” He look up at Bakura with guilty eyes and a pout. He closed his eyes and parted his lips, knowing that kisses couldn’t make it up; but perhaps they’d soften the situation.

Bakura gladly took his hikari’s suggesting lips and pressed them against his, licking his tongue and softly exploring his slick, wet cavern.

“B-Bakura...I’m so sorry...” Ryou sighed, shuffling his feet to make himself taller, pushing his own tongue against Bakura’s as their eyes fluttered, looking back at each other before closing their eyes and returning to their kiss.

Bakura smirked and bit Ryou’s lower lip gently, pressing his hand against his hikari’s back so that the bond between their bodies was very close, only their clothes blocking them. He scoffed a bit sarcastically, “You owe me big time, love.”

Ryou gave his dear Bakura a look of intoxicating passion before playfully shoving his back against a tree. “But I bet I know how to make it up...” He lowered his body until he was down on his knees, massaging his lips against Bakura’s belt.

Bakura closed his eyes and smirked devilishly, turning his head away. “You think a blow job is going to make up for you losing my annivers---” Suddenly Ryou had Bakura’s memberulfeulfed in his mouth, already bobbing his head up and down the shaft with the help of his slick saliva.

Bakura squinted his eyes at the wet warmth that was all around him, pushing his hand against the bark of the tree as he smiled a little, looking down at his lover and gripped his head for balance as Ryou pumped his lips and throat against Bakura’s new erection that swelled in his open mouth. “I suppose...uhhhn...it could help...” Bakura moaned, a slight sarcasm in his tone.

Ryou could feel his own body ache; but it was Bakura’s turn...he knew he would get his share later, and he had learned that the longer he waited, the better it felt. Ryou enveloped his lips around the head, gritting his teeth gently against the slit in Bakura’s arousal. He used his tongue to wrap around part of the head as he very softly chewed his back teeth against it.

Bakura gave a quick shout and choked a groan of pleasure; jerking his head side to side before leaning his hips forward, pressing himself farther into the warm, invited mouth that Ryou beheld.

Ryou moaned as Bakura’s hard length hit the back of his throat, his delicate noise ringing vibrations on the now painful erection.

Bakura panted, leaning his head against the tree as he whispered a faint ‘sweet nothing’ the Ryou before dropping his jaw and spilling Ryo Ryou’s moist throat. He quickly pulled himself out, surprising Ryou and slightly choking him as he rezipped his pants and swiftly picked up Ryou and began to carry him, looking into his eyes. “I can’t wait any longer...it’s your turn.”

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When Bakura and Ryou reached their house, Bakura running up the stairs to their bedroom, thrusting his body through the door and pushing Ryou down on the bed, his voice shaky as Ryou panted beneath him.

Ryou squirmed in delight as Bakura took of his own shirt and unbuttoned Ryou’s pants. The energy between them was full of passion and intense vibes; Bakura dropping his body against Ryou’s moist chest and shoving their mouths together, tongues flickering in and out.

Bakura gave his uke an intense glare as he shifted his weight, grinding his new erection against Ryou’s pleasure-aching one.

Ryou rubbed his palms against Bakura’s openst, st, his stomach hard like a washboard, oily with sweat.

Bakura removed Ryou’s pants ever so slowly, giving him almost too much time to relish in anticipation. He then let Ryou use his mouth to take of his pants; flushing red across his cheeks as he brushed his fingers through his glowing silver hair and gave a soft groan.

Ryou felt something wet his his inner thigh, exiting him as he bent his shoulders back and closed his eyes in a seductive grin. He knew what was going to come next.

Bakura pressed his member into the thin opening that Ryou beheld, slowly bringing his body forward, then back, lifting upwards as he came forward again, and back again. He continued this motion until Ryou began to throw his head back, moaning his lover’s name.

Bakura spread Ryou’s shivering legs open, lifting; almost jumping up, deeper into Ryou’s system.

Ryou cried out, unsuspecting of this new movement, but improvising by bucking his hips against Bakura’s crotch with close if not equal strength but a moment after, causing equal shock in Bakura as his lover let out a deep moan and caressed Ryou’s body.

Bakura latched his fingertips into Ryou’s hips and thrust himself deeper, burying his length into the rippled cavern of Ryou’s nearly perfect body. He looked down on Ryou’s smooth, alabaster white skin and into his champagne colored eyes that sparkled honey color in the light of the bedroom. The eyes sparkled with every thrust, every jump, every movement from Bakura, and matched the movement.

“Ach...ah...Bakurrra...” Ryou purred, licking his lips and leaning back, his back on fire; curved upward. He held on to the headboard of the bed for support, Bakura’s deepening thrusts were only becoming harder, finally hitting that pleasure spot that made Ryou scream Bakura’s name.

This aroused Bakura, he allowed himself to hit it head on over and over to make Ryou scream. He could feel precum slick across each of their crotches, and only stopped a moment before pushing in and out harder than he had before.

Ryou’s whole body twitched, his stomach sucking inward as his erection filled with heat and blood, exploding an eruption of white.

Bakura sighed and panted, his lips moist as he pulled in for one last kiss before falling onto Ryou, gently, cumming into his system, warmth flowing up and down each of their body’s as they gave each other a look that only lovers could understand.

Bakura kissed Ryou’s forehead, Ryou turning his cheek and blushing as Bakura pulled his limp member out of Ryou’s slick entrance.

Though he noticed, with his head turned that way; there they were...the tickets.

He grinned, almost crying as he remembered he had left them there. He smirked at Bakura, grabbing the two small pieces of paper that ensured his happiness. “Bakura, I found them.”

“Found what?” he said before looking at the objects Ryou held in his hands. “Ryou, you didn’t...”

Ryou nodded and they were pulled into an embrace, Ryou knew Bakura might be crying; but also knew that it would embarrass him to ask.

Bakura pulled himself up and looked into his uke’s eyes. “To Egypt? That was your gift to me? And all this time I thought you’d forgotten...but no, Ryou...you just had to outdo yourself, didn’t you, love?”

“Only the best for you, my love...Bakura.”

“Oh...pet...I can’t believe---” he nuzzled his head against Ryou’s shimmering hair once more, sniveling just a little as he cupped Ryou’s sides; Ryou closing his eyes and drifting into his thoughts again.

He gave a look to his ring; and that’s the last thing he could recall before falling into sleep...

THE END OF CHAPTER TWO

>>>I know; what a happy ending! Yes, but I planned it all along. Anyway, now that I have the next chapter planned out...I have a few questions for my lovely audience. A) What do you think; should I have side couples? If so: who? B) Should Ryou get raped. He gets raped...only like...every story I’ve ever read. No, I’m kidding, but what about rape...do you guys like that? C) Any other suggestions? I want my story to fit with what fanfic fans reading this will enjoy. Do you want angst? More comedy? Then review now and tell me...and this time I want more than 9 damn reviews for one chapter! Or else! *Eyes suspiciously.*