Ryou's Uke Survival Guide

Ryou's Uke Survival Guide

Rule No. 2 Semes stay hard. Doesn't matter how many times or how exhausted the uke is, it's time for the next round.
Title: "No More" in Japanese Must Sound like "Please More" in Arabic
By: TricksterMessiah
Quick Sum: I'm drawing out my Malik card a little early in the game... I can't believe I just wrote that without trying to be ironic. (Get it, card, game, YuGiOh!?) Plus there's been a lot of Bakura/Ryou being posted else where lately so I thought I'd mix it up a bit.
And I know that I wrote it all in English, but it still takes place in Japan. And I'd also like to apologize now for how cheesy and cliche the opening of this fic is and also for the shortness of the whole thing.


"N-no, no more, Malik," Ryou panted, naked body drenched with sweat in the moonlight pouring in from the window. Said Egyptian was leaning over the boy, half hard cock digging into his stomach as he kissed a trail along the pale one's collarbone. Ryou shivered as he weakly tried to push the energetic one off of him. "Stop, I need a rest." His kiss swollen lips ached when he talked, hell, his whole body was starting to go numb from the delicious pains through out it, nipples slightly bruised from every onslaught, backside leaking his lover's essence like mad, with stickiness and love marks everywhere else in between. He whimpered as his arms were raised over his head and held there, head falling to the side, giving in as the other made his way down his torso hungrily. "When did we get into the bedroom again?" he asked, eyes trying to focus on what the clock on his nightstand was reading.

"About three orgasms ago," Malik murmured in between licking his growing member as he cupped his sack with his free hand.

'Traitor,' the rest of his tired body screamed at the organ as it gradually hardened.

The blond licked his lips as he crawled up his bed-mate's body until they were face to face again. He place more kisses all over Ryou's face and neck, moving the long, white locks that clung to his moist flesh away with eager fingers. Violet eyes pleaded down into brown ones as Malik's erect shaft slid in between Ryou's drenched cheeks. "Please, let me have you one more time tonight."

Pale legs were weakly bent at the knees with what little energy Ryou had left in them as he sighed, parting his lips slightly as he titled his head up, giving the other his answer in a way he understood well. Malik quickly covered his mouth with his own before he pressed into Ryou's slick entrance again not bothering to let him adjust, that had been done several times already in the few short hours that they've been at it.

He took no pause before grabbing the back of Ryou's trembling thighs so he could gently pound into the boy's body. A soft moan passed through the tired one's lips as the kiss broke. "Oh Malik," he whimpered, fingers grasping the pillow beneath his head while his body pressed into the mattress every time his Egyptian Sex God rocked into him. It was all too much and he was starting to go mad. "I won't... ah, last much longer."

"Me too," he whispered back, hand reaching down to stroke Ryou to a finish as he felt himself starting to lose his stamina.

It wasn't long before Ryou cried out his lover's name as he came, entire body vibrating with the overflow of pleasure at it had numerous times that day. Malik soon followed, spilling his seed into the body he had claimed over and over again. "I love you," he murmured before he fell on his side next to Ryou's exhausted body, breathing heavily as he draped his jeweled arm across his pale heaving chest, holding his beloved close to him still.

"And you know I love you, Malik, but please tell me that your jet-lag is setting in so that I can get some sleep now," Ryou mumbled sleepily after he bent his arm back to play with the boy's blond tresses lazily.

The Egyptian's body shook against Ryou's as he chuckled, placing an apologetic kiss on his slender shoulder. "Sorry, all I kept thinking about on the plane was being with you. I thought I was going to lose control when I saw you waiting for me by the taxicab this morning. I can't help it that I was excited to see you again." He grinned at his lover as he trail his hand down the flawless pale-skinned chest. "How about one more round?"

Ryou growled, pulling the pillow from under both of their heads and shoving it in the horny one's face. "No. More. Do you understand? No more!"

"Until tomorrow?" his voice came muffled through the pillow.

The white haired boy shook his head before he leaned his head to the side, pillow falling protectively between them as he kissed the other's forehead. "Until tomorrow..."

[End]


Up next: No. 3 Doctors always do perverted things to their patients.
I may make Ryou-kun the good doctor...
And by good I mean either perverted or horny, possibly both.

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