When the Sun Goes Down

First of all sorry for the long time span between chapters. I lost my muse. The my husband had some problems at work, then my baby got sick, then my sister commited suicide and we had to go to Oklahoma on a moments notice. All in all it's been a bad few weeks. I aplogize. But to make up for it I have put in two sex scenes. Second of all I could really use a beta if anyone is willing. Third off this chapter was inspired by Etro Anime's song "Diablo". The lyrics will be at the end. Thanks for bearing with me. Oh and this seems really streached out on my screen if it is and it's not just my computer let me know and I'll try to fix it.


WARNING!!!! GUYS HAVING SEX WITH OTHER GUYS!!!!! DO NOT READ IF YOU DON'T LIKE GAY MALE SEX!!!!! OR ANGST!!!!!!!! I AM NOT RESPONSIBLE FOR YOUR ACTIONS FROM HERE ON SO READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!!!!!


Now...on with the making of the boys suffer....

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"I just don't get it."


"Hmm?"


Jou was standing on the apartment balcony staring out over the city with Yugi standing next to him. Close enough to touch but more distant than he had been since before the two had become friends. It was frustrating.


"Backlash." The blonde sighed and ran his fingertips across the rough stone of the half wall. "That's all I can think of.

That's gotta be Why Yami has such a weird effect on me."


"Maybe. I mean the only way to know for sure would be to ask Malik. And the only way to do that is to talk to Ryou and see if he knows where the Ishtars are. Which means you'd have to hope Bakura is in the mood to let you talk to Ryou. It's a vicious circle." Yugi shifted closer to the others warmth.


Jou growled low in the back of his throat. It wasn't fair. "I'll be just fine then Yami walks into the room and I can't get

my mind to process simple commands. Everything goes fuzzy. I'm there but I'm not ya know. Speaking of yamis, where did yours get off to?"


"For a walk." Yugi straightened up and headed inside. No point in telling his friend that Yami was trying to avoid Jou as much as possible since two nights ago when Yugi had woken to find Jou leaving pleasurable little bruises across his shoulders and long fingers rubbing him though his boxers. It had taken a lot of restraint to not whimper when Yami had made the taller male quit. Yugi ground his teeth together in frustration. I need to get laid. It's been too long.


"Do you think Ryou knows where he is?"


Yugi blinked. Confusion settled over his face. "Where who is?"


"Where Malik is. Geez bud you space out a lot anymore you know that?" Jou had followed his friend into the kitchen and was currently leaning against the counter staring at the shorter man. "I'm starting to get worried. It's not like you to be so distracted."


Purple eyes regarded him for long moments. "I so need to get laid."


The blonde blinked. "Uh...Huh?"


"Laid." Yugi moved forward watching the other closely. Any signs of hesitation and he'd back off. "Kissed. Touched. Licked. Sucked. Screwed. Fucked."


Honey brown eyes clouded over. The sound of rushing sand filled his ears and Jou reached out to grab his friend. Reasons why he should let go broke apart like spider webs as Yugi pressed against him. All he cared about was the warmth.


Yugi moaned as Jou's lips pressed against his. He shifted closer whimpering as the others mouth left his and trailed down his neck nipping none too gently. He let his head fall back and his hands drift to Jou's chest. He was dimly aware of Jou pushing the grey sweatpants he had worn to bed down but was still startled when he was suddenly cupped. He thrust forward blindly burying his face into the mop of golden hair. Too fast. I wanted this to last longer.


Everything was shifting. Sand poured down around Jou making everything into one confusing blur. Some part of his mind knew that Yugi was crying his name in pleasure but he couldn't really figure out why. It doesn't matter. Whatever it is you're doing to him out there makes him happy. You have to make him happy. It's what you're here for.


Yugi tensed when he heard the front door open then close softly followed by the sound of Yami walking towards them. He's going to be pissed.


Yami rounded the doorway into the kitchen and froze in shock. The last thing he had expected was to come home to find his light sitting on the counter with his hands fisted in their roommates shirt urging him to rub harder. He moved towards the other two locking eyes with Yugi.


Yugi whimpered as Jou's fingers brushed his cockhead. He could see the anger in Yami's eyes and that more than anything finally allowed him to find his completion.


Something warm was dripping down his palm. Jou shook his head trying to clear it. Something had happened but he couldn't remember what. He had been talking to Yugi outside then followed the other man to the kitchen and Yugi had...Had said something...And now there was something warm and sticky on his hand and Yugi was pressed close to him panting. His mind had barely pieced in all together when has was suddenly spun around. He had enough time to realize Yami had been the one to grab him before the cord of the puzzle was looped around his neck and everything went dark.


Yugi slid to his feet and pulled his sweats on ignoring the mess he was making of them. "Yami. I'm sor..."


Shadows deepened as Yami turned to his other half. "You have no idea what you've done."


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"You should have seen him Angel. He was tossing and making such sexy sounds." Malik thrust his hips up laughing as he was forced back down and Ryou growled around his length. "Not as sexy as the ones you make of course. He just kept muttering your name. Gods it was hot."


If I ignore him he'll stop talking about it. If he doesn't I'm going to come just thinking about it.


"I wonder what he was dreaming about."


Ryou sucked harder. He knew what to do to shut the platinum blonde up and he would use every trick at his disposal if it would just stop Malik from telling him about the state he had found Bakura in as the sun rose. He relaxed his throat and took the other deeper before pulling up slowly, lightly grazing his teeth as he went.


"That's good." Violet eyes closed as he fisted his hands into the white hair draped across his lap. "I wonder if this is

what he was dreaming about. You kneeling in front of him with that hot little mouth of yours wrapped around his cock. Your tongue running up the back of it. Thrusting into your mouth while you took him deep. You sucking on just the tip. Teasing him."


Malik was thrusting harder now but he was still talking and much to his own dismay Ryou found himself mimicking the things the Egyptian was saying. The fantasy was as close as he'd get to the real thing.


"He's big Ryou. I don't think you could take all of him at once. You'd have to struggle to get as much of him in your mouth as possible. Then what? Would you use your hand to play with the rest? No. You could take it. You're pretty good at this whole cock sucking business. Hmm. Bakura would be rougher with you than I am though."


Ryou moaned as he grew hard. Bakura would be rougher. That would be okay though. It was just in the dark's nature.


"I bet he'd hold you down and fuck your mouth. Wouldn't that feel good Angel? To have his cock sliding past your lips."


Malik grinned when the other started to rub himself against the bed sheets. "Ryou. Open your link with him."


"I can't. If he knew he'd kill me."


Tan hands forced his head back to it's task. "Open the link Ryou. Right now he's in his room asleep. He'll think it was just a dream."


Ryou let the barriers between their minds drop and was surprised to find Bakura as easily as he did. The dark was laying on his bed, awake. 'Ryou? What are you doing?'


"Does he feel you Angel? Does he know what you're doing right now? Does he know how you wish it was him? What does he want you to do to him?"


Jumbled thoughts poured across the link. Images almost too quick to catch. The younger was dizzy from the heat of what he doing and the pulsing between his legs. He nudged his head against his friends stomach in an attempt to find something solid to focus on.


'Take him deep light. Suck him hard enough to shut him up. Put your fingers against his lips.'


Hesitantly he obeyed. Malik nipped at his fingertips before taking them into his own mouth and sucking.


'Put your fingers in him. He's such a slut.'


'I don't...how?' Images once again poured though the link. Blushing the light did as he was told. He was surprised when Malik shoved himself down forcing Ryou's fingers farther into his tight warmth. 'I want...I want you do that to me.'


"I plan on it." Bakura's hand closed over the bruises he had left earlier on the back of the others neck. Ryou had been

distracted enough that he hadn't heard him enter the room. His cry of surprise was muffled as Malik thrust up again.


Ryou started a high keening as his yami reached around him and fisted him. He thrust into the tight grip wondering if he was dreaming. Twenty four hours ago he had been considering killing himself and now he was pinned between two men who seemed intent on making him into their own personal sex kitten.


Malik dug his heels into the bed. Between the vibrations that Ryou's cries caused, the fingers thrusting into him and Bakura forcing the other to take him deeper into his mouth than he ever had before he couldn't last any longer. He came with a grunt. He lay still for a moment enjoying the after shocks before sitting up and pushing Ryou away. He was too sensitive to endure the others licking tongue any longer. "Easy Angel. I don't have anything left to give you."


Bakura glared at the dark skinned man before pulling Ryou to his knees and forcing his head back to kiss him. Malik's seed still coated his lights mouth and Bakura lapped at the seam of the others lips to get him to open his mouth so he could lick the taste from him. Ryou moaned into his mouth and the yami let him lean more weight against his chest.


'Yami. 'Kura. I want you in me so badly.'


Ryou was stunned when he was pushed off the bed and landed on the floor in a heap. Malik turned to Bakura in anger but before he had time to say anything the dark turned him around and pushed him to his knees. Ryou watched, heartbroken, as Bakura pushed into Malik urging the blonde to thrust back against him.


Malik's head dropped at the hard thrust. Bakura always knew exactly where to aim to get him to stop protesting. "Gods you're so hard. Deeper. I want to feel that thickness deeper. Fuck me harder. Hurt me Master."


'Why I would ever want something as weak as you are when Malik is always so willing to bend over for me?'


Ryou buried his face in his hands and sobbed quietly trying to ignore the sounds from above him.


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He cut his hair. He cut off all his fucking hair. No, He didn't. Someone else did. No way did he do that by himself. When I find out who did I'm going to kill them. Seto paced the length of his office. He could hear Mokuba pounding on the door yelling something at him but he didn't care at the moment. All he wanted right now was to figure out who had helped Mokuba take away the last reminder of the mother he had lost at such a young age. He stormed to the door and yanked it open to find


Mokuba staring at him wide eyed.


"Big brother I'm sorry I didn't mean to."


"Then why did you?"


"I..." Mokuba sank to the floor crying. "I didn't kill her on purpose Big brother."


Seto froze. He had thought his brother had been talking about cutting his hair not about their mother. "Moku, little brother, I know. It wasn't your fault. It was just... Your hair Moku. You looked so much like her and then you went and cut your hair and now you look like me not her. I don't want you to be like me."


"My hair's black not auburn. I couldn't look like you if I tried." Mokuba wiped his face on the sleeve of his hoodie.


"My hair's brown not red." The older smiled and pulled the other to his feet.


"I didn't say red I said auburn." Stormy blue eyes filled with tears again. He had been fighting not to cry for months. Ever since the first time he saw the hateful glares his brother usually reserved for rivals and employees turned on him. "Do you really hate it?"


"I... can get used to it. Just...will you grow it out again? Please? I don't use that word very often. You know me. Sometimes I let my temper get the best of me."


Mokuba nodded. He wasn't sure if he was agreeing to growing his hair back out or the fact that Seto could be an ass. He supposed in the end it didn't matter.


"So who cut it anyway? Looks like they did a good job." He tugged on the shoulder length locks teasingly. Couldn't make his brother worry after all or he'd never get the name out of him.


"Why?" Mokuba had a bad feeling and he had learned long ago to trust his gut instincts.


Seto smiled easily. He reached up and bushed his own bangs out of his eyes. "I could use a trim myself. Like I said it looks like whoever did yours did a good job. I may even trust them with my hair."


"Jou did it. But he cut mine in that stupid shaggy style that's so popular right now. I'd go to someone else if I were you."


"Maybe you're right. Are you thirsty? I found a pack of that tea you went so nuts over at Christmas. I'll make it for you."


"Yeah? Okay. Sounds good." Mokuba smiled, sure everything was back to normal.


Seto followed the other down the winding staircase. Maybe this was what he needed. After all Mokuba wasn't his mother. It was time he accepted that. I'm still going to beat that pound puppy reject like the mutt he is.

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*blinks* That was mean of me to do to poor little Ryou. I wasn't expecting to be so mean to him. Oh well. *happy smile* Angst.


"Diablo as sung by Etro Anime"

Awake from your slumber
And do what you want
Your life won't be longer
But it sure will be fun
He says when I'm tryin' to make my mind
Two roads, both which insist
He'll tug at my earlobe and he'll whisper
You are what you resist


Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder
And I can't find an angel to help me decide
Oh he's gettin heavy as I get older
I've got to find me
An angel someday


Angel are you coming
Or did you give up
I spent all my credit
And pushed all my luck
But these days
I can hardly hold him down
His strength is my crutch
Oh white feathered angel I am waiting
Am I just asking too much


Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder
What is it about me he just won't go away
And though we have gotten to like eachother
I've gotta find me
An Angel


He's got a smile that charms me plenty
He'll take dessert before his food
He gives delicious conversation
And then he makes sure
That he's been....understood
Angel, you better come soon


Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder
And I can't find an angel to help me decide
Oh he's gettin heavy as I get older
I've got to find me
An angel


Sometimes there's a devil sittin' on my shoulder
What is it about me he just won't go away
And though we have gotten to like eachother
I've gotta find me
An Angel someday