Tales Of Death
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
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1,649
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,649
Reviews:
3
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
Disclaimer:
I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Food For The Spirit
This one is more a drabble then a story but I like it. To make the series of stories work this one has to come second but it is short because I couldn't think of anything to write and wrote it last.
This one is Yami X Yugi
I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh and this is the reason.....
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Every time he leaned down to tear away a chunk of flesh the millennian puzzle smacked him in the chest feeling as if it was going to break his ribs. With a single motion he ripped the thing off and flung it away. It wasn't as if he needed to wear it. Him and Yugi now had their own bodies.
But not for long.
Now free of the swing pengilum of the puzzle he leaned back down over his sprawled Light. Blood ran over his tongue as his teeth sunk into soft skin. There was no more fight in the smaller teen. Yami was sure he would pass out any moment. Having your flesh torn away one chunk at a time had to hurt beyond belief.
Swallowing the meat he gazed down at his light, his partner, his lover. He could feel his length harden in his tight leather pants. This was an intimate a moment as if they were making love.
"I once lived inside you," he whispered, "now it is your turn to live in me.
With that he bent down for another mouthful.
This one is Yami X Yugi
I still don't own Yu-Gi-Oh and this is the reason.....
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Every time he leaned down to tear away a chunk of flesh the millennian puzzle smacked him in the chest feeling as if it was going to break his ribs. With a single motion he ripped the thing off and flung it away. It wasn't as if he needed to wear it. Him and Yugi now had their own bodies.
But not for long.
Now free of the swing pengilum of the puzzle he leaned back down over his sprawled Light. Blood ran over his tongue as his teeth sunk into soft skin. There was no more fight in the smaller teen. Yami was sure he would pass out any moment. Having your flesh torn away one chunk at a time had to hurt beyond belief.
Swallowing the meat he gazed down at his light, his partner, his lover. He could feel his length harden in his tight leather pants. This was an intimate a moment as if they were making love.
"I once lived inside you," he whispered, "now it is your turn to live in me.
With that he bent down for another mouthful.