Sinful Love

Ok ok I know some of you are going to be mad at me for not updating this story though I do have a very good reason O.o;; ok so maybe I don’t XD I have been working on another story of mine and it was getting so good and so popular on this other site though I just O.o forgot. I am terribly sorry though here you all are, another chapter to sinful love.

I do not own YuGiOH, just making that very clear.
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Ryou was taking his shower when Bakura got home. He looked the door behind him and went straight to his room. He didn’t want to deal with anything, just think over what Atem and went over with him. Everything the young boy had said….He was upset that Ryou did something like that…or at least was about to with someone like that, though at the same time we was relieved, his ego even boosted a little knowing that it wasn’t Atem’s name coming from the young silver haired kid but his own. He just wished he was able to see Atem’s face when Ryou had said it.

“This is wrong on so many levels.” Bakura sighed out, throwing himself on his own bed, burying his head deeply into that plush pillow of his. He let out an angry growl which was muffled by the pillow. It was true, this was wrong on so many levels. A sibling isn’t suppose to think of there brother or sister when something like that is happening. Yet, if that is the case, why would Ryou think of him. Ryou was always the good little proper boy, so why would he do something that almost disgusted everyone in the world. No matter how you put it, incest was wrong in a lot of countries; all of them pretty much. Now, what he thought was wrong all these years, he was highly considered doing.

“Bakura?” Ryou knocked on the open door of his room. His hair was still wet, dripping water droplets onto the wooden floor of there home. He wore simple pajamas which consisted of black sweats and a black muscle t-shirt.

Bakura turned his head to look at his brother, though he still laid his head on the pillow in a lazy manner.

“Get to bed Ryou.” He sighed out. Honestly at the moment he really didn’t want to look at the younger boy. Those beautiful brown eyes of his were so memorizing but at the same time all he could picture was him withering under Atem…grinding into Atem…Kissing Atem. It took so much for Bakura NOT to go back to that pathetic little game shop and kill that tri colored hair bastard.

Ryou took a step back, seeing the glare on Bakura’s face.

Before Bakura realized it, he was speaking to him once more. “So did you like you little night with Atem.”

Ryou looked down at the ground. He was wondering what Atem had said to Bakura when he left. He had waited at home for Bakura quite a while until he decided to take a shower. By the look in his brothers eyes though, it seemed that Atem really did tell him a lot, but did he tell him what he had said… what he had moaned out.

“I don’t know what you mean by that.” He answered, though he soon regretted it. Bakura had practically leapt off his very own bed. Out of fear Ryou ran down the hall, into his room. He slammed his door shut and quickly locked it. Not soon after this, the sound of a fist slamming onto his door echoed his room.

“Open this fucking door Ryou!” Bakura yelled out, a growl mixed in his words.

“No…like you said I’m going to bed.”

“No…open.the.door.” Again Bakura slammed his fist onto the door.

“No!” Ryou was scared, his heart was racing.

“Open the door before I beat it down.” Bakura warned.

Fear still over took Ryou, usually by this time he would have opened the door to Bakura. But he was frozen in his place.

“N-No pleaser just let me go to sleep Bakura.” Ryou was on the verge of tears.

There was silence…then an ear shattering crash as Bakura used his foot and kicked open the door, causing it to swing open and slam into the desk Ryou had close by, causing a few of the things he had on there to crash to the floor.

Now, there a pissed off Bakura stood…his eyes looked like little slits as he glared at Ryou. This was truly a terrifying site.

“B-Bakura.” Ryou backed up until he felt his the back of his legs hit his bed. It only took Bakura three long strides tell he was practically touching Ryou.

“So are you going to answer me now?” He stared down at Ryou….Ryou was silent.

“How did you enjoy your little night with Atem?” Bakura asked again.

Ryou didn’t know what to say. Either way, he was scared that he was going to get hit…that he was going to say something to Bakura and it was going to enrage him.

“I…I don’t know what to say Bakura.” He honestly answer.

Bakura scoffed, he rose his hand to simply run it through his hair…but he froze when he saw Ryou flinch. Damn it, he was doing it again. He was scaring the poor boy…but he had no control over this.

Bakura placed his hand on Ryou’s chest and soft shoved him, making the boy fall back on the bed. “Get some sleep.” He sighed out.

Ryou looked up at him with shock on his face still. He blinked a little bit, wondering why his brother had the sudden mood swing.

He weakly nodded his head, pulling the blankets down and crawling underneath them. He noticed how Bakura watched him while he did this. Suddenly the little boy remembered something, something that actually brought a smile to his face.

In the past when Bakura had barely took him in Ryou’s room wasn’t set up yet. Instead of making Ryou sleep on the couch, Bakura had actually allowed him to sleep in the bed with him, taking him into his arms. He would actually hold him when he slept, and Ryou felt safe, like if nothing could hurt him.

“What are you smiling about?” Ryou was brought out of his thoughts, noticing Bakura was still standing there, looking down at him.

“When did everything change Bakura?”

“What do you mean?”

“Well…your mean to me now.”

Bakura just stood there, trying to comprehend what Ryou was trying to say.
“You used to be nice to me.”

Bakura couldn’t help but laugh at little. Why was this coming up now?

“You grew up. So what I got a little strict on you.” He shrugged his shoulders.

“You’re more then strict.”

Bakura didn’t want this to come up…not now at least.

“You used to let me sleep with you.” Ryou whispered….Bakura actually had to fight back a blush, getting the wrong images in his mind.

“You were young.” He simple answered.

“Then…what changed between us was because…I am growing up? Bakura I am not that different, it wasn’t that long ago that all this happened…I bet I still look that same back then as I do now.”

“Then what do you want from me. You want a pat on the back and a ‘Great job’ sticker?” Bakura snapped, which caused Ryou to look away from him.

“Good night Bakura…” He settled himself in his bed, turning his back to Bakura.

Bakura let out a sigh, he was going to hate himself for this…but if it made Ryou a little happy then it did mean something…right?

“Scoot over.”

“What?” Ryou turned a little to look at him.

“Scoot over.” He repeated.

Ryou, confused, scooted over a little. To his surprise, Bakura climbed into bed with him.

Ryou turned to face Bakura. “Why?” He was confused.

“Just get some sleep.” Bakura closed his eyes, a scowl on his face. He didn’t want to look at that innocent face anymore. He was tortured in his dreams by images like this, the last thing he needed was for Ryou to rub up against his or something and feel something poking him. Once the boy falls asleep, Bakura will safely sneak away from him….though, honestly, he didn’t know how long he was able to last, that was why he needed him to go to sleep now.

“Bakura can you take off your jeans?”

Bakura’s eyes snapped open. “What?”

“Jeans or uncomfortable to sleep in.” The younger boy shyly whispered.

With a sigh Bakura started to fiddle with the button on his jeans…his hands were shaking.

“Here.” He felt soft hands descend on him, trying to help him out with the button.

“Ryou, n-no.” He tried to push Ryou’s hands away.

“Bakura its ok.” Ryou said while successfully undoing the button.

Bakura let out a breath while he pulled down his jeans, off his slim athletic legs. He tossed them to the floor. “There now you can go to sleep.”

Ryou laughed a little while he turned his back to Bakura.

Bakura bit his lip. This was to much for him. He shouldn’t be laying here right now…he should be back in his own room…with his door locked. He didn’t realized he seemed to be tossing and turning in the bed.

“Bakura is something wrong?” Ryou’s voice caused him to freeze for a moment.

Ryou turned to face Bakura once more, there skin brushing up against each other….causing Bakura to let out a groan.

“Don’t do that.” His breathing was coming out shallow.

“Is something wrong?” Bakura felt Ryou stroke one of his hands down Bakura’s arm, causing goosebumps to break out across his skin.

No this was not good, he surely wasn’t going to last longer…he needed to get out of there.

But he just couldn’t.

“Don’t touch me.” Bakura panted out.

“Is there something wrong with the stitches?” Ryou asked, running his hand up Bakura’s shirt to feel the bandages that were wrapped around Bakura’s stomach.

“I’m fine.”

Ryou noticed the little sweat that seemed to break out across Bakura’s forehead.

Ryou reached up and rubbed his hand across Bakura’s forehead, wiping the sweat clean from his brow.

He stopped when Bakura’s shaky hand clamped around his wrist. “You want to know what is wrong with me?” His voice came out laced in lust…Ryou was only able to nod.

Without pausing, Bakura took Ryou’s hand and ran down his body…he placed it on the spot that seemed to be causing him so much pain.

Ryou gasped as Bakura grinded his little brothers hand into his own erection. A fairly large erection at that.

“That is what’s wrong with me.” Bakura groaned out. His erection was still tucked away into his boxers.

Ryou blushed deeply. Thinking about it, this was what he wanted…being with Atem confirmed it, but he didn’t know what to do, how to react to something like this.

Ryou tried to pull his hand away though Bakura didn’t allow him to.

“Don’t you want the same thing?” He heard Bakura speak, he felt him shit in the bed. They were both closer to each other now, Ryou was able to feel the heat radiating from Bakura’s body and he couldn’t help but grow excited about this as well.

“Bak-”

Bakura brought his face closer to Ryou’s, there lips almost touched me.

“Atem told me.”

“Told you what?”

“That it was my name you moaned out and not his.” The hot breath that washed over Ryou’s lips made the smaller boy shudder.

Ryou was going to say something about that, but his breath caught in his throat when Bakura’s lips were roughly pushed against his own. Tasting those soft sweet lips again cause Ryou to groan. He ran his hands through Bakura’s hair, bringing himself closer to him. This was what he wanted, what he truly needed right now.

Bakura quickly rolled himself on top of Ryou, letting out a little moan of his own as he felt his own erection rub against the younger boys own erection as well. He broke the kiss for a moment.

“This is wrong.” He panted out, but he couldn’t stop himself from grinding into the younger boy beneath him, earning a small groan.

“It is.” Ryou agreed, but he didn’t push Bakura away.

“It immoral.” Bakura groaned out while biting into the red hicky mark on Ryou’s neck, wanting to make that spot his very own now. Atem would not own his little brother.

“We should stop.” Ryou blissfully sighed out, running his hands up the back of Bakura’s shirt, his hands ran over that pale soft skin which caused Bakura to shivering slightly.

“Yeah, we probably should.” Bakura pulled up Ryou’s muscle shirt, exposing that pale skin. He dipped his head down and took Ryou’s left nipple into his mouth, causing the younger boy to arch his body into him.

“Oh Bakura.” Ryou softly moaned out, feeling as if his body was on fire.

Bakura turned to Ryou’s other nipple, sucking and biting on it softly which caused Ryou to shake slightly under him

Bakura practically tore the black muscle shirt from Ryou’s body, earning a surprised gasp from the boy. He yanked him up, making Ryou sit on his lap while he crushed his pinkish lips into his, hearing that little surprised gasp once more.

He gripped Ryou’s hips roughly, forcing the boy to grind into him. Ryou moaned, running his tongue in Bakura’s mouth. Bakura took this as a challenge, he couldn’t help but smirk slightly as he ran his tongue against Ryou’s in return.

After awhile he pulled away. “Are you ready?” He hotly whispered into Ryou’s ear. The younger boy nodded his head, a blush dusted across his cheeks.

Bakura would have usually done foreplay longer, though he wanted Ryou so badly that he wasn’t going to be able to hold back anymore.

He pushed Ryou onto the bed, he ran his hands down Ryou’s body, stopping at the waist of his pajamas. He looked up to look into Ryou’s eyes one last time to see if he was going to stop him. When he saw that he wasn’t, Bakura smirked while yanking down Ryou’s sweats along with his boxers. Ryou couldn’t help but gasp while pulling back slightly. Bakura caught his legs and roughly pulled Ryou towards him. “You better tell me now if you want to stop because I wont be able to stop myself after this.” Bakura looked down at him seriously, there eyes met.

Ryou nodded his head. “Keep going.”

Bakura smirked and took off his shirt, revealing part of his bare shirt. Bandages were still wrapped around his waist to protect his stitches.

“Should I get on my stomach?” Ryou shyly asked, his face turning slightly red.

Bakura chuckled and shook his head while he slowly slid down his boxers. Ryou blushed more deeply at seeing the sight of Bakura’s cock. A tear drop seemed to form at the tip, from the sight Bakura seemed to be painfully hard.

Ryou let out a small gasp as he felt Bakura force his legs opened. His eyes grew wide as he felt Bakura’s finger brush against the rim of his ass, he couldn’t help shudder at the feeling.

He felt the fingers being pulled away, before he knew it two of Bakura’s fingers were shoved in his face. “Suck them.” He heard him order.

Ryou opened his mouth and took them in, sucking on them, making sure to coat them well in saliva. Bakura couldn’t help but smirk and arch a brow, liking the way Ryou worked on his fingers. He would surely remember this and put it to test later.

Bakura pulled his fingers out of Ryou’s mouth, again he placed them to the rim of Ryou’s ass. Instead of pushing one finger in, he pushed both causing Ryou to let out a grunt of discomfort.

“Relax for me.” Bakura had to tell him while rubbing one of Bakura’s thighs with his free hand, trying to get him to relax a bit. Ryou tried to control down his breathing, but it was hard. Bakura pumped his fingers inside Ryou, at a slow pace at first though he enjoyed the way Ryou’s face seemed to contort in pleasure and pain. He pumped his fingers faster, going a bit rougher. It wasn’t until Bakura and brushed a certain spot within the silver haired teen which caused him to cry out in pleasure. He bucked his hips up, trying to get Bakura to reach that spot again.

Bakura laughed, pulling his fingers out of the small boy, causing the said boy to whimper.

Bakura quickly grabbed Ryou’s legs, he put them over his shoulders and positioned himself. He was going to wait for Ryou to give the word, not sure if he was worried.

“Bakura, hurry up already.” Ryou whimpered out, shacking his hips a bit. This actually surprised Bakura a little bit.

Bakura grabbed onto his ass and spread his cheeks, he then plunged deeply into Ryou cause Ryou to cry out in pain.

“You wanted me to hurry.” Bakura darkly chuckled out, but he stood still allowing Ryou to get used to the larger member inside him. When he felt Ryou relax around him, he started to thrust into his. He shuddered, the heat Ryou gave off felt so good, along with the tightness. It took him a lot to just control himself and try to go at an easy pace for his brother.

Ryou noticed the impatient look on Bakura’s face.

“Bakura…please go faster.” He moaned out.

The pathetic weak moan Ryou gave out sent shivers down Bakura’s spin…mainly at the fact that he had gotten him to say his name once more. Hearing Ryou say it like that made the older boy crazy with lust.

He couldn’t help but dig his nails deeper into Ryou’s hips and force himself to go faster, deeper and harder.

Again, Bakura brushed over that certain little bundle of nerves within Ryou, causing Ryou to close his eyes tightly and try to hold back another cry of pleasure.

He was finding it hard and harder to do each time Bakura thrust against that spot.

“G-god B-Bakura, a-almost there.” He moaned out.

“N-not yet.” Bakura grunted, forcing himself to go harder.

He felt the way Ryou seemed to tighten around him.

“BAKURA!” Ryou cried out, arching his back as he gave way to his orgasm. He trembled as his sperm smeared onto Bakura’s bandaged abdomen. The way Ryou called out his named pushed him over the edge, with a couple of last thrusts he cummed into the young boy beneath him, letting Ryou’s name roll of his tongue while he did so.

Oh yes…this was very wrong, immoral, sinful but to damn pleasurable to pass up. The temptation had gotten the best of him. Bakura couldn’t help but get a horrid feeling in his gut.

What had he allowed himself to do?
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I don’t think it came out so well, I just didn’t seem to feel it when I was writing but either way I really hope you all did enjoy it.

I also know it took me a long time to update but you know what I have been working hard on my chapters for this story

So sorry I have to do this. Since I work hard to put it out at least some of you should support me while I did so. If I don’t get reviews believe it or not I lose my motivation for writing. I almost did that for this story I almost just gave up on it but I still want to continue it. SOOO

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