Sleepwalk Dance

A/N: I don’t own Yu Gi Oh.


Sleepwalk Dance

Chapter 4: Yami and Ryou

Yami smiled reassuringly at Ryou, offering his hand to the white-haired man. “How about we have another drink first and discuss the irony of the situation?” Ryou’s laughter trailed after him as they walked towards the dining room, Yami slipping their room assignment into his pocket. They were happy to be alone, still listening to the last few men selecting partners as they entered the deserted room. Yami grabbed an open bottle of wine off the sideboard, taking one glass and filling it with the blood red liquid. He took a sip, watching Ryou over the rim, before offering it to the younger man.

They sat in comfortable silence, sharing the wine and studying each other. An angry shout from the living room caused Yami to smirk. “Guess Jou’s not too pleased with the outcome.”

Ryou chuckled, shaking his head. “Seeing who was left, it’s a 50/50 chance it’s Kaiba. I’d like to be a fly on the wall for that one!”

Yami swirled the remaining wine in the glass and arced an eyebrow. “Bit of a voyeur, are you? Does it go both ways, sweet Ryou – does the prospect of being watched, getting caught, turn you on?” Yami lowered his voice seductively, enjoying the blush that grew on Ryou’s cheeks, wondering how far he should push it.

Yami drained the glass, setting it on the table and licking his lips. He stood, taking Ryou’s hand and pulling him to his feet. Yami looked into the depths of his eyes, causing the breath to catch in his throat at the fire igniting there. Yami pressed his body closer to Ryou’s, his buttocks pressed into the edge of the table behind him. He could feel Yami’s already present erection pressing against him as Yami lowered his head and eased Ryou’s mouth open, slipping his tongue hungrily inside and tasting wine and the sweet taste of Ryou beneath.

Ryou gripped Yami’s arms, feeling himself stiffening, enjoying the feel of his body responding. Yami pressed his hips closer, grinding against him, pleasantly aware of Ryou’s agreement. Yami pulled away, happy with how flushed the younger man was, how quickly his eyes were clouded with lust. “We don’t need to go to our room.”

It took a moment before Ryou realized what Yami was saying. “Here?”

Yami nodded, leaning down and nipping at the flesh below Ryou’s ear. “Only if you want to… and I think you want to.” Yami took his earlobe between his teeth before whispering seductively in his ear. “Tell me you want to.”

Ryou had trouble finding his voice as Yami traced a finger along the outline of his hardened cock. “I want to.”

Yami growled deep in his throat, capturing Ryou’s mouth, their tongues dueling. Ryou trailed his fingers slowly down Yami’s muscled back, somewhat shocked that he was so built – looks could be deceiving. Yami picked Ryou up by the waist and set him on the table; pleased that the younger man had immediately wrapped his legs around his back, anchoring them together. Yami made quick work of Ryou’s buttons, sliding his shirt over his slim shoulders. He trailed searing kisses down Ryou’s neck, blazing a trail on pale skin. Yami ran the pad of his thumb over a hardening nipple, Ryou’s breathing becoming ragged. He kissed lower, running his tongue over the nub, causing Ryou to hiss between his teeth and arch into the touch.

Yami repeated his ministrations to the other nipple while unfastening Ryou’s pants with sure fingers. He stepped back, his breath catching in his throat at the beauty of the pale body before him. Ryou was leaning back on the tabletop, supported on his elbows with a small smile on his face. His eyes were heavy with lust, his chest rising and falling with his rapid breath. Yami trailed his eyes lower, the head of Ryou’s hard cock peeking out the top of his open pants. Yami had never seen a sight so erotic. He grabbed Ryou’s pants and pulled them down over slim hips, tossing them hastily on the floor before eagerly taking Ryou into his mouth.

Ryou let his head fall back, his breath coming in gasps as Yami’s skilled mouth brought him to heaven. Yami swirled his tongue around the swollen head, eagerly lapping up the precum at the slit before running his tongue down the length and nuzzling his balls. Yami looked up to watch Ryou’s face, and saw him biting his lip. “I want to hear how much you like it.”

He snapped his head up, white hair falling in his face, and looked at Yami with wide eyes. Yami smirked and explained. “What’s the point of being where you might get caught and not tempting fate?” Yami licked up his length, from balls to tip, without breaking eye contact. “You like how this feels, don’t you?” Ryou nodded, his breathing becoming erratic with his excitement. “Then let me hear how much you like it.”

Yami sucked gently on the head before slowly, teasingly, easing more into his mouth. Ryou gasped at the incredible hotness of the situation – lying naked on the dining room table while Yami sucked his cock. A soft moan escaped his lips, the sound adding tenfold to his level of arousal. He never made noise - it just never seemed to matter. Ryou watched Yami’s head bob, the delicious pull bringing him closer. Yami pulled away, and teasingly licked a finger, before easing it into Ryou, searching for the perfect spot. He immediately found it, stroking, and watching Ryou’s cock jump, his teeth sinking into his lip once again.

“Let me hear how much you like this, beautiful.” Yami stroked with his finger while replacing his mouth on the younger man’s cock.

Ryou moaned low in his throat – Yami feeling him getting harder with each vocalization. Yami added a second finger, probing… stroking… “Louder Ryou, we want everyone to hear.”

Ryou whimpered loudly, eyes locked with Yami’s, who had his lips wrapped around him again, his tongue and fingers pushing him towards the edge. Yami pulled away, eyes burning into Ryou. “You want to come, don’t you? Then let me hear it – tell me what you want.”

Ryou moaned louder, thrusting his hips upward. “I want to come… make me come… please…”

Yami took him down his throat, humming low while his fingers continued to please. Ryou thrust his hips, fucking into Yami’s mouth, moaning louder, panting and thrashing. He came with a growl, arching up and emptying into Yami’s greedy mouth. After Yami swallowed the last drops, he stood and admired his work - the disheveled man on the table basking in the glow of his orgasm. Yami smiled, pulling Ryou up so he was sitting and kissing him. “Now that was just the appetizer, the main course will be served in the bedroom if you care to join me.”

Ryou chuckled, standing up – his legs noticeably wobbly. “I can’t wait to see what’s on the menu.”

Yami helped Ryou on with his shirt, fastening the buttons skillfully. “I can guarantee it will make your mouth water and have you screaming for more.”

They ran down the corridors, following the directions to find their room. Ryou’s pants were slung over his arm, not having bothered to put them back on. They barely got the door shut before their clothes were flying in all directions, neither of them taking note of the rooms décor, only focusing on the bed and getting there. Yami quickly rid Ryou of his remaining clothes before pushing him backwards, causing him to fall onto the bed behind him. Ryou’s eyes were already clouded and his erection back with a vengeance. He eagerly watched Yami as he undressed, anxious to see the lithe body he had only a hint of during their previous interlude. Yami smirked, taking his time removing his clothes. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt, slipping it off his shoulders to reveal his taught, muscled chest and smooth tanned skin. He noticed Ryou’s cock twitch as he started to unbutton his pants, sliding them over his slim hips and dropping them to the floor. Ryou gasped at the sheer size of Yami’s erection and almost started laughing when the fleeting thought of ‘whose was bigger, Yami or Bakura’, flew through his mind.

Yami saw the brief twinkle in Ryou’s eyes and tilted his head in question. Ryou shook his head, smiling and crooked his finger, willing Yami closer. Yami crawled on the bed next to him, propping his head up on his elbow and running a hand lightly down Ryou’s torso, watching the muscles flex under his touch. Leaning in, Yami kissed him, tasting his desire.

Ryou couldn’t hold back, frantic to touch every inch of Yami’s bare skin. The older man relaxed on his back, happy to allow Ryou free reign. Ryou’s hands were pleasantly experienced as he stroked and fondled while his mouth and tongue explored. Yami arched up off the bed, moaning as Ryou finally reached his erection after taunting and teasing him mercilessly. It had been a while since Yami had taken anyone to his bed, but this was more than making up for his deprivation. Ryou took Yami’s balls into his mouth one at a time, while his fingers traced lightly along his length. Yami thought he would lose his mind by the time Ryou enveloped him greedily with his hot mouth. He cried out when he felt himself sliding into Ryou’s throat – never before had he been with someone who could take all of him in. Yami thrust his hips instinctively and Ryou matched his movements, bringing him closer to the edge.

Ryou pulled away, pleased that he was leaving the other gasping. Yami growled, grabbing Ryou and pulling him down before rolling over on top of him. Their kisses were overwhelming, their bodies on fire as the heat of their arousal flared. Ryou tried to form a coherent thought as Yami bit lightly into the flesh on his neck, but only managed to utter a single word.

“Lube…”

Yami looked up questioningly, unsure of what Ryou had said. “Hmmm?”

“Lube - we need it.”

Yami looked around – knowing Yugi, it should be around there somewhere. He looked at the nightstand first and immediately found what he was looking for. A large bottle of lube sat on the nightstand next to four jars of edible body paint. He cocked his head towards the nightstand. “Look – we’re going to have some fun.”

Ryou laughed when he saw them and shook his head. “Later. If you don’t fuck me soon I’m not going to make it – we can decorate ourselves for dessert.”

Yami reached across Ryo for the lube, and wrapping his hand around it as he kissed Ryou deeply. He opened it with one hand while ravaging Ryou’s mouth and worked by feel – coating his cock and dripping some down on Ryou making him gasp. Yami slipped a finger into Ryou, brushing across his sweet spot and feeling him respond.

“Do you like that?” Yami purred into his ear.

Ryou nodded his head, looking at Yami through heavy lidded eyes. “I want to feel you inside me… please?”

Yami positioned himself, rubbing the head of his cock teasingly over his opening. “I want to hear how good it feels. Please.”

Ryou nodded again, whimpering slightly as Yami eased himself in. They moved slowly at first, Yami coaxing small moans out of Ryou as he fucked him. Ryou was digging his fingernails into Yami’s shoulder, lifting his hips to meet each thrust. “Harder.”

Yami was more than willing to oblige, pulling out and slamming back in. “Let me hear you.”

Within minutes Yami was fucking him as hard as he could, urged on my Ryou’s increasingly loud cries and nails scoring his back. Yami felt himself grow close, reaching between they’re bodies and stroking Ryou’s cock. Ryou came with a guttural moan, coating his chest, right before Yami sank deep and emptied himself.

Yami could barely muster the energy to roll off Ryou onto his back, both of them panting for breath, stunned by the power of their orgasms. Ryou was surprised at how alike Yami and Bakura were in their lovemaking – liking it hard and fast, but always attentive. Even their cocks felt the same, filling him and hitting him in all the right places. Only Bakura never cared about his silence, Yami on the other hand, getting off on the noise that he made. Maybe he’d try this with Bakura, curious of the results.

Ryou stretched, felling his cum liquefying, running down his side. “What do you say we get clean up and then let me use you as a canvas?”

“Mmm… sounds perfect.” Yami forced himself to sit up, handing Ryou some tissues off the nightstand and standing up. They made their way to the bathroom – the night was still young and filled with possibilities.


To be continued….


Next up… Mokuba and Malik. And then finally we shall see what Kaiba has up his sleeves for Jou!