A Series of One Shots

THE BEST IN TOWN

Jou weaved effortlessly through the crowds of people. Sunday at the marketplace was packed with villagers rushing around like busy bodies—eager to get what they needed and be on their way.

But for Jou, it was the prime opportunity to get what he needed too.

These days it seemed people were just begging him to take their fine jewelry and pockets of gold—and he was more than willing to accommodate. Of course, being a thief in Egypt in this modern age of 1279 BC wasn’t as easy as some people might think. He’d had his fair share of close calls. Hell, he’d even been caught a few times, came real close to getting a few choice appendages chopped off.

But he was happy to report he was still in prime shape with no deformities. Something he planned on keeping that way. He was building a name for himself, some even reckoned he could rival the best thieves around—maybe even the most feared of all, the man who was only known as “the king of thieves”. Well, someone sure was cocky…

As he sat against the wall of an empty alley, pulling out some gold, he couldn’t help but smirk at the feeling of his heavy pockets.

“Another profitable day.” He grinned to himself, patting his pocket.

He pulled out his prize of the day, a large diamond bracelet, letting it slide through his fingers, watching it sparkle under the hot desert sun.

“Not bad.” Jou jumped from the raspy voice, turning to the man standing mere feet from him. He hadn’t even heard him, and no one sneaks up on him. He surveyed the man carefully, he’d never seen him before. He was dressed in a rich blood red robe, the kind only nobles could afford, but the rest of his appearance suggested someone of a lower status—like him. He was attractive—that was for sure, his eyes were dark, filled with maliciousness and he held an amused smirk.

“Who the hell are you?” Jou spat, puffing out his chest.

The man didn’t respond, just scoffed, taking a step closer to the blonde, sizing him up. Jou shrank back, the other man obviously taller and stronger than him.

“I’ve heard about you.” He said, grinning maniacally. “They think I’ve got competition.” He laughed, looking Jou up and down.

The blonde was completely confused, wondering who the hell this ass was who thought he owned the whole place.

“Am I supposed to know you?” He asked, shoving his prize back in his pocket. The man chuckled, bowing.

“The king of thieves, at your service.”

Jou’s mouth hung open in shock, this was the king of thieves? He’d always imagined someone older and ugly, a shady dirty character like every other chump who’d tried to make a name for himself, only to be thrown in jail with all the others.

“You?”

“Me.” He grinned, pulling out a bracelet from his pocket.

“What the--?” Jou gasped, searching his pockets for his prize.

“Now do you believe me?” He asked, tossing Jou’s prize back to him. Jou caught it, grumpily shoving it back in his pocket.

“So what?” Jou grunted, attempting to pass the man before he was pushed back against the wall.

“Nice try.” He laughed, ripping the jewelry out of Jou’s hand that had been in his pocket.

Jou glared, ripping his arm out of the thief’s iron grip.

But he held his ground, backing Jou up so that his body was pressed hard against the wall. Jou was attempting to keep himself from the other’s body, failing as the other kept stepping closer to him. He could feel the heat radiating from the thief as he stared down at him. Jou tried to keep from blushing, feeling the other’s body touching his.

“What’s your name?”

“Jo-Jou.” He spluttered, keeping his gaze focused away from the man.

“Bakura…Thief King Bakura.” He grinned, licking his lips as he looked down at his prey.

Jou just shook his head, unsure of what to do. What the hell was this guy doing?

Bakura held his gaze, pressing closer to the boy, feeling him tremble beneath him.

“Feels like someone is…excited.” Bakura smirked. Jou’s eyes widened, his face turning beat red as he shoved Bakura back, attempting to cover himself.

“I am not!” he yelled, stomping down the alley, away from the thief. At the end of the alley, he turned back, seeing the man was already gone. Jou walked back through the crowded market, shaking his head as he made his way back to his home.

“Weirdo.” He muttered under his breath, stepping through his splintered door into his room. He collapsed onto his makeshift bed with a sigh, fiddling with his bracelet again.

“You know,” Jou jumped up with a gasp, seeing Bakura standing in the tiny room connected with his. “You really shouldn’t leave your valuables in such obvious places.”

“How the hell did you…” Jou spluttered, completely baffled.

“Please.” Bakura shook his head, throwing all of Jou’s treasures from the last few years at his feet.

Jou groaned in agitation, “You know how long it took me to bury those!?”

“Do you know how long it took me to dig them up?”

Jou sighed, crossing his arms, “What do you want?”

He shrugged, “Whatever your willing to give up.” He smirked, his eyes trailing up and down Jou’s thin frame.

The blonde blushed again, ignoring the comment and grabbing all of his gold, piling it into his arms.

He swept past the thief, kneeling at the hole Bakura had dug up and dumping everything in.

His body went rigid as he felt Bakura’s presence behind it, pressing against his backside, he could feel his breath hit the nape of his neck.

Jou’s mind went hazy, unable to concentrate on burying the deep hole as he felt hands rest on his sides.

“What are you doing?” He whispered, his head falling back as he felt dry lips on his neck.

“I’m a thief king aren’t I? I’m taking my prize.” He whispered in the blonde’s ear, sending shivers down his spine.

“What…makes you think…I’ll…let you?” Jou panted as a hot tongue swept up his jaw line, nibbling on his neck.

“Who says I’m giving you a choice?” he gruffly responded, roughly grabbing Jou and throwing him back into his bed—nothing more then a pile of blankets on the dirty floor. He straddled the boy, crushing his lips to Jou’s, his tongue shoving past his lips and searching every crevice.

Jou tried to hold back his moan, his body on fire like never before as he gave in to the stronger thief. Bakura ripped off Jou’s tattered clothes, letting his teeth graze over the flushed skin. Jou watched with hooded eyes, his breath ragged as he watched this stranger move across his skin. He didn’t even care if he knew him well, who was to say he wasn’t stealing something from him too?

Jou watched as Bakura leaned up, keeping a malicious smirk as he let his heavy robe fall off, leaving his defined, bronzed chest exposed. Jou drank in Bakura’s chiseled body, memorizing every scar and line his body bore. He could feel Bakura’s erection pressing against his own, still hidden beneath the thin material wrapped around Bakura’s waist.

The thief smirked at Jou’s wide eyes settled on his crotch.

“Anxious?” he leered, tearing off the material, pleased by Jou’s audible gasp at his thick, hard erection. He rubbed it against Jou’s wakening arousal, causing the blonde to groan, his head falling back.

Bakura watched Jou’s panting, his eyes screwed shut as his cock hardened. He let his hands graze over the blonde’s nipples, his callused thumbs roughly rubbing them to life, causing the boy to whine and squirm in pleasure.

The thief licked his lips, letting his hands trail down Jou’s body, one hand wrapping around his weeping cock while the other massaged his inner thigh. Jou let out a sob, biting his lip as Bakura stroked it, letting his thumb rub over the precum, spreading it over the head in smooth circles.

Jou tried to control his body, he hadn’t felt like this since…actually, he couldn’t remember ever feeling like this. His hands dug into the dirty blankets beneath him, his nails scraping against the dirt floor as Bakura jerked him harder.

“Where’s your self control? A thief has to have that.” Bakura teased, feeling Jou shudder as his cum splashed over his fist and fingers. He smirked, holding his hand up for Jou to see. The blonde blushed, watching as Bakura licked his fingers clean with that same amused grin. The thief let the last finger slowly pull out of his mouth before trailing them up Jou’s thigh.

A small grunt left Jou’s lips as the fingers were traced around his entrance, teasingly massaging before all three were plunged in without regard.

“Fu-Fuuuck!” Jou groaned, his nails clawing helplessly into the dirt as the fingers were pumped in and out, scissoring him wider with each twisted thrust.

“Are you enjoying that?” Bakura grunted, pumping the fingers as quick as he could as Jou moaned, his head thrashing from side to side as his nerves were jabbed repeatedly.

“Ye-Yes!” he managed, biting his lip. Bakura scoffed, removing his fingers. Jou whined, his cock throbbing painfully, aching for release.

“I knew they were crazy, no one is as good as me.” Bakura shook his head, looking at Jou’s pitiful state.

“Pleeeease.” Jou moaned, spreading his legs wider. Bakura chuckled, grabbing one leg and throwing it over his shoulder. He wasted no time, plunging into Jou’s constricted heat.

Jou let out a pitiful whine, squeezing his eyes shut as Bakura pistoned in and out at a feverish pace. His nails dug into the blonde’s hips as he frantically pounded into him with loud grunts. Jou whimpered and cried, his nerves pounded into repeatedly sending hot white flashes across his vision. He could barely hold on at the frenzied pace, his muscles clenching and unclenching, his back arching as his orgasm loomed.

The build-up was agony, their breathing was ragged and Jou could tell Bakura could barely hold on longer either as he reached between their sweat slicked bodies and began roughly jerking Jou’s neglected cock.

With a long wail, Jou came hard and long in salty spurts, covering himself with his hot seed. Bakura gave a loud grunt as the muscles clamped down, making him work harder and faster to completion. He pounded into Jou, letting the muscles squeeze against his throbbing cock before he came inside him, coating the blonde with his essence.

He wasted no time pulling out, gathering his clothes and wiping himself clean. Jou watched through tired eyes, too exhausted to do anything but lay there, catching his breath.

“By the way, I wouldn’t bother burying those, they’re all fakes.”

“Yeah right, I got those from the tomb of…”

“From the tomb of the late pharaoh, yeah…I know. I nabbed the real ones over 3 months ago. Those are the fakes they replaced them with, thinking no one would notice.” Bakura scoffed, throwing his robe on.

“But I…” Jou spluttered. Bakura just laughed.

“See ya around kid.”

AN: Well, I must admit, I was quite reluctant on this one because the pairing is a little foreign to me but I am quite pleased on how it turned out. Hope you agree! xxxooo

REVIEW REPLIES:

right_read_time: oh i don't mind if you don't read them :) i'm so burnt out on seto/joey right now i understand completely. ;) and don't worry--cody's request will get done FOR SURE. :)

theultimatetoken: lmao--oh i can never resist a good pun. XD i have some great ideas for lemons coming up i just have to figure out how to do that with the requests i have. :)

blackgargie: I'm glad you are okay with the lemon lacking. i felt bad since you wanted lots of it. but yay you liked it! *huggles*

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blood_red_eyes: lol, no, i'd want it too probably. sorry to disappoint you with the lack of it last story but hopefully you enjoyed the lemon above. ;)