Black-Winged

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Phew! I just sat down and wrote this. It’s got plenty of lemons some consensual, some not, and a Mai/Seraph lemon at the end! First yuri lemon! Oh yeah, please tell me how I’m doing with Mai’s character. I normally can’t stand her character so I want to make sure I’m writing her well. As always, Enjoy!

Yugi was sitting under a large tree with his friends when there was a loud noise in the air. He looked up to see a group of large creatures quickly moving in their direction. They landed in front of them and shock overrode Yugi’s face as he noticed that they looked very much human aside from the huge black wings that they held propped up as they walked towards them. They stopped right in front of Yugi, Ryou, and Jonouchi and a woman pushed her way through. She stood there in a crimson red dress that hugged her curves and accentuated her large breasts. Her beautifully groomed wings dwarfed the size of the wings of the young men.

“Seraph, are these them?” Seraph bowed groveled low to the ground as she approached the woman.

“Yes mistress. These are the chosen ones. I found them in a plane-“

“That’s enough Seraph,” the woman said as she held out her hand to silence her. “I’ll leave you boys to it,” she said calmly as she walked slowly away, beckoning to Seraph as she left.

Seraph stood and quickly took off, the other black-winged angels bowing as she left.

Yugi swallowed hard as one, which was shorter than the others approached him. He took Yugi’s jaw and fingered it, as he looked him over.

“So these are the chosen ones,” one of them snorted. He stretched his large black wings as his sapphire eyes darted from one to another. His eyes slowly landed on Jonouchi and a smirk played over his lips.

“You shouldn’t be so down on them Seto,” one said softly as he approached Yugi. “We’re not going to hurt you, chibi ichi,” he soothed.

“He has black wings and he’s still a bleeding heart, don’t you agree Seto?”

Seto snorted his disdain as he turned away from both of them.

“That’s enough Bakura.” Yugi pulled away but the man held him tightly, a smile touching his lips as he pulled Yugi closer and softly touched the soft hair, so much like his own. “I have no doubt you are my chosen one. What are you called?”

“My name is Yugi, master,” Yugi whispered in a small voice. He figured it would be best to follow Seraph’s example so he lowered himself to the floor but before he could the man had swept him into his arms.

“So beautiful,” he sighed as he stared into Yugi’s wide eyes. He held Yugi close to him as he stared into the eyes.

Simultaneously Seto and Bakura showed their distaste for the entire situation as the man walked off, carrying Yugi in his arms. Yugi knew that given the circumstance he should be panicking but there was something about this stranger that calmed him. He trusted this man, much like he trusted his friends and felt safe in his arms.

Bakura snorted as the first pair disappeared. “Such a hopeless romantic, that baka Yami.” He eyed the two remaining. First his eyes fell on the tall blond who was stretching his wings. They were far larger than the wings on either of the other two. He dismissed this one as he saw that he had caught Seto’s attention. Slowly his eyes wavered over to a skittish boy. His chocolate eyes darted around as the wind teased his white locks.

Bakura was astounded that the boy looked so much like him. Much like Marik, another one of the black-winged angels and his chosen one, Malik. A feral grin played across Bakura’s features as he reached over and grabbed Ryou’s wrist, pulling him closer to him.

“You will do,” Bakura hissed as he took in the smell of the boy. His skin was fine and unmarred, Bakura noticed as he ran his hands over the skin. He would have to change that. Slowly he lowered his head and his tongue flicked out, caressing Ryou’s neck. “So delicious,” he bit down lightly and Ryou gave a small whimper, too scared to do anything else as Bakura lapped at the small bit of blood that seeped from the wound. “Now you’re mine,” he purred as he pulled Ryou along towards his room.

Jonouchi shifted from foot to foot as he noticed he was the only one left and the brunet was eying him like a piece of meat. He wasn’t about to go as calmly as the other two had. That was one thing he was sure of.

Seto took a step forward and reached out towards Jonouchi’s shoulder, pulling him closer. He slowly rounded the blond, looking him over. He took in the features, the strong build under the loose shirt and he ran his hand down Jonouchi’s back, softly stroking the feathers of the huge wings. They were pure white and felt like silk under his fingertips.

As Seto stood there entranced by the vision of beauty before him he didn’t notice that Jonouchi had his own plans of escape, which started as he stretched out his wings to their full span, striking Seto as he did so. The sheer strength of them smashed the black-winged one in the face, sending him reeling back. Seto came back and rounded on him, pressing him to the ground. The wings were like whips flailing and Seto snarled in frustration as he was shoved off Jonouchi. His face hurt and so did his sides where he had felt the punishment of the wings.

“Don’t touch me,” Jonouchi snarled as he stood his ground. Ice blue met simmering brown as they stared each other down. This was to be a battle of unmatched proportion.

“Master, where do you want me?” Yugi asked as he was set down.

“Don’t call me Master, call me Yami,” Yami whispered as he wrapped his arms around Yugi’s small frame. “Do you believe in love at first sight?”

“Yes, Yami,” Yugi nodded his head as Yami lowered his face and kissed Yugi passionately. Slowly his tongue flicked against Yugi’s lips, begging for access. His hands slid away from Yugi’s neck and across his body, cupping his butt as Yami lifted him up and laid him sprawled over the bed.

Yugi reached up for Yami’s shirt and pulled him down with him as soon as they came into contact again Yugi squirmed rubbing his hard erection against Yami’s obvious one.

“Take me Yami,” Yugi whispered in heated passion.

“I don’t want to hurt you,” Yami kissed him softly, working his way down Yugi’s neck.

“I need you in me so badly,” Yugi whimpered and Yami stared at him, both their eyes overflowing with passion.

Slowly Yami pulled off Yugi’s shirt and began undoing his pants. The smaller boy squirmed with impatience as he grabbed Yami’s hips.

Slowly Yami moved his kisses over Yugi’s body, his tongue darting slightly out, leaving a wet trail. Yugi groaned as Yami pulled away from him and rid himself of his clothes before returning to Yugi’s naked form.

Yami straddled Yugi, rubbing against him and causing the smaller one to harden with the touch. “Are you ready for this?”

“Yes, take me,” Yugi whispered and Yami silenced him with a deep kiss. Their kisses played a full out war as their tongues waged the battle. Slowly Yami pulled away and offered his fingers to Yugi. The smaller one took them in his mouth and sensuously began sucking them, his tongue twirling around the digits and wrapping them tightly.

Yami eventually pulled his fingers away and very slowly parted Yugi’s legs. Slowly he stroked the ridged flesh around Yugi’s entrance before inserting one wet finger. Yugi groaned as the finger hit his prostrate and pleasure ricocheted through his senses. It was followed by the next finger as Yami scissored his fingers wide and stretched Yugi’s entrance. He didn’t want to hurt his beautiful chosen one as the third followed.

Yugi squirmed a great deal. He wanted more, needed more. “Yami! Just fuck me!”

Yami sighed as he removed his fingers and positioned himself, shoving his hard dick past the ringed flesh. It rubbed against his sensitive skin as Yami slowly pushed in, bit by bit.

Yugi growled at the slowness of it as Yami reached up and brushed his finger over the nubs of flesh that hardened under his touch. Yugi was preoccupied with the pleasure that he didn’t feel Yami thrusting the rest of the way in. Before he knew it Yami was moving, pulling in and out of his body until only the tip remained before charging deeply in.

Yugi screamed his name in absolute ectasy as he took the pleasure, his own cum exploding and smearing over Yami’s belly. Yami came with a scream as Yugi’s tight entrance filled with the sticky liquid and he collapsed onto Yugi’s form.

Ever slowly he pulled out as both lovers lay there panting.

Bakura had his shirt off by the second he was in the room and was quickly undoing his pants. He undid the belt and let the tight leather hang open as he shoved Ryou against the wall. White feathers scattered everywhere as Bakura in his need clawed at Ryou in order to get his pants off. It wasn’t long before Ryou was only in a bloody shirt barely hanging off his body.

Ryou was breathing hard from the pain and the passion and screamed Bakura’s name as Bakura freed his member from his tight pants. Ryou’s blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls as Bakura grabbed his wrists and held him tightly. Without wasting any time he sheathed himself completely inside Ryou’s body.

Ryou screamed from the pain but that only fueled Bakura to go faster as he thrusted hard into Ryou’s body. Blood poured out, soaking his member as he felt Ryou’s soft, tight entrance rip from the effort. Still Bakura pounded into his body. The blood sprayed everywhere, drenching both with the redness and it charged Bakura’s body as well as the screams from the resistant Ryou did.

Bakura thrusted into his body again and again, time after time. He hit Ryou’s prostrate hard with each strike. Ryou screamed from a mixture of the absolute pain he was feeling and the exotic delight that was coursing through his body.

Bakura released one of Ryou’s hands as the more innocent reached down and began pumping his ignored member, Bakura’s hand soon joining it. He ran his hand up and down the soft flesh, sliding his thumb over it until Ryou had too much and exploded into Bakura’s hand. The black-winged one took his hand back and began licking it, his tongue making large deliberate strokes as Ryou groaned.

Bakura finished as he exploded into Ryou’s compliant body and softly dropped the boy to the floor before kneeling down and carrying him to the tub. He couldn’t have a bloody chosen one after all. Yami would ask too many questions.

Seto had finally caught up to Jonouchi and forced him onto the ground, essentially trapping his wings beneath him. The brunet straddled him, holding his hands back as Jonouchi writhed underneath him and tried to break the hold on his wrists. However the movement only served to make Seto harder. He pulled down the jeans on the blond and ripped off the t-shirt without a second’s thought. He was so hard and the blond beneath him was so hot. He needed him, now.

Seto pressed his mouth against the skin and nipped lightly, careful not to mar the beautiful flesh between him as Jonouchi moaned from the feelings Seto was causing in his body. He could feel himself hardening as he arched upwards and brushed his bare skin against the fabric that encased Seto’s body.

“I need you,” Jonouchi breathed heavily.

“Patience koinu,” Seto soothed him as his hands found Jonouchi’s member. Slowly after his hands his mouth joined with them as he sucked on the hard muscle, his tongue twirling around it and slowly coaxing Jonouchi towards his release.

Jonouchi screamed Seto’s name as he buried his hands in the brunet’s hair and exploded into Seto’s mouth. The black-winged one licked his lips as he stroked the softened erection with his tongue and savored the taste of his puppy’s beautiful release.

He stood up, hovering over Jonouchi as he pulled down his pants with one quick movement. The blond took Seto’s large member in his mouth and traced his wonderful tongue over it. He sucked on it, his saliva rushing over it as Seto arched his back. The tongue stroked him over and over, driving him to the edge. Finally he exploded into his puppy’s mouth and Jonouchi licked his lips, savoring it. He thought it was over but was pleasantly surprised as Seto moved back and shoved him down once more.

Seto sat up and pulled his puppy towards him. With one quick movement Jonouchi impaled his entrance on Seto’s once again hardened member and sat there as he felt it drive into his core.

He screamed in delight from the feeling as he sat there on Seto’s lap. The huge black wings fluttered slightly and stretched out as Jonouchi began riding Seto. He moved slowly and delibertly on Seto’s cock, each time it hit his core he screamed in delight. His hardened manhood was crushed between them as he moved quickly, each move causing Seto to moan in delight as he released hard into Jonouchi’s body. His hands went done to Jonouchi’s cock and kneaded it until finally the other released, his wings flinging out in ectasy. He screamed Seto’s name one final time as he collapsed and folded his wings in once again in exhaustion. Seto shook his loose a wrapped them around his chosen one and himself.

The leader smirked as she entered her room and pulled off the restricting dress. She could tell that her body was reacting to all the passion she could feel radiating from the other black-winged ones by the way her nipples strained to be touched. It wasn’t fair that they had all the fun.

“Seraph,” she called to her empty room and her own chosen one appeared seemingly out of nowhere.

“You beckoned me, Mai, my love.”

“Of course I did,” Mai snorted as she sprawled on the bed. Seraph quickly joined her, and lay there, waiting for her lover to tell her what she wanted.

Mai moved over towards Seraph and calmly pushed her down against the mattress, her six wings spread out as Mai reached beneath her dress and rubbed Seraph’s warm, damp entrance. “It seems you want me as much as I want you, love.”

Mai rid Seraph of her clothes and rubbed against her now bare body. The contact of the soft breasts sent a shock through both of their systems. “So beautiful,” Mai whispered as she touched Seraph’s face and focused on the gray eyes, flecked with gold. Eyes that no mere human could boast such as no mere human could ever make Mai feel this way. She had gone through many lovers but none were enough for her, only Seraph, an angel cast away for making war not love when her love was a war.

Mai leaned down and sucked on Seraph’s nipples, making them harden and yearn for her touch. They darkened as she moved her hands around the perfect globes that formed her lover’s breasts.

“Perfect,” Mai whispered as she kissed her way down, stopping at Seraph’s flat stomach. She reached down and stroked her clit, loving the feel of Seraph’s damp entrance before moving all the way down. Her tongue flicked over her sensitive nub and delved deeply into her lover’s entrance.

Seraph arched upwards in throes of passion, her six wings flaring out to their full span and the tips brushing the walls ever slightly. She dug her fingers into Mai’s long locks as Mai’s tongue darted in and out of her entrance.

Mai licked the inside as Seraph came in a rush. Her tongue passed over the inside of the soft walls of her lover’s beautifully shaped entrance. She licked her lips as she gathered the last of her cum.

Mai returned to Seraph’s mouth and kissed her deeply. They were trapped in a war of tongues as Seraph pulled Mai tightly against her and wrapped her legs around the other woman.

“I love you,” Seraph whispered in a rush.