A Series of One Shots
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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74
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halloween: Bakura and Mokuba
SEWING CIRCLES
Bakura rolled his eyes as he shut the door. The house was dark as he made his way across the living room, the only light coming from the end of the hall, a thin strip of light shining from under the bedroom door. The house was quiet save for the obnoxious giggling that emitted from the room. Bakura didn’t bother knocking, he never did. He pushed the door open, leaning against the frame with a smirk at the two sitting on the floor pouring over pieces of fabric Bakura assumed was supposed to be something.
Ryou smiled cheerfully, “Hi Kura-sama!”
Mokuba’s eyes widened, his face flushing. He quickly looked back down, mumbling a quick hello. It amused Bakura when others were afraid of him, especially someone related to Seto Kaiba. He could have fun with this.
“What’s that supposed to be?” He asked, kicking at the fabric Ryou was merrily sewing.
“Kura! It’s Mokuba’s Halloween costume!” Ryou stated as if it was the most obvious thing. He held it up, “See? It’s a blue eyes white dragon.” Bakura snorted, seeing the makeshift wings sewed to the sides.
Mokuba’s face flushed a deep crimson, quickly grabbing the costume from Ryou. “Its just for this stupid kids party Seto’s making me go to.”
“Whatever.” Bakura smirked.
“Mokuba was just telling me about the new Kaiba Land. Seto put him in charge of the new stadium! Isn’t that great, Kura?”
“Oh just enchanting.” He sarcastically replied.
“Where have you been?” Mokuba managed the courage to ask.
“Maiming.” Bakura grinned.
“Be serious.”
Bakura leaned forward, giving a sadistic smile. “I am.”
Mokuba gasped, quickly looking to Ryou for confirmation who just nodded.
“Bakura’s actually a lovely sewer Mokuba.” Ryou cheerfully said, continuing to sew on the individual sequins to the wings.
“That was only my robe Ryou.”
“I’m not that good, Bakura should help you while I fix some dinner. Kura? Would you mind?”
Normally Bakura would tell Ryou to go fuck himself but the idea of putting Mokuba through more this uncomfortable situation seemed amusing enough to keep him entertained for an hour or so.
“I guess. Just make sure my steak is extra bloody tonight.” Bakura kept his eyes locked with Mokuba, noticing the boy’s eyes widen at the word ‘bloody’.
“Anything you say Kura-chan!” Ryou smiled, standing up, “You two be good!”
“Of course we will, won’t we Mokuba?” Bakura leered. Mokuba slowly nodded.
Once the door was shut, Mokuba kept his eyes locked on Bakura. The thief assumed he was expecting to be stabbed at any moment, not a bad idea if he thought about it. Ryou might be angry but it would be worth it to see that bastard Kaiba’s face when he saw his poor brother a pile of bloody ribbons.
Although…Bakura could think of something else that would put a lovely expression on Kaiba’s face too.
He carefully sat down around the piles of fabric, gently picking up the costume and the needle. He noticed Mokuba flinch slightly.
“You seem a little tense…Mokie…are you afraid of me?”
“No! Of course not! Kaibas aren’t afraid of anything!” He piped up, puffing his chest out.
“Are you sure about that?” Bakura hissed, licking his lips. Mokuba immediately shrank back, looking down.
The thief laughed, putting the costume down and leaning closer to the boy.
“Mokuba?” He whispered, noticing the boy’s breath quickening as he got closer.
“Wh-what?” Mokuba asked, trying to pull away from Bakura, unfortunately for him there was no where left to go.
“Where are you going?” Bakura whispered in the boy’s ear.
“No-nowhere.” He gasped, feeling the thief’s hot breath at the nape of his neck.
“Good.” Bakura pulled back, hearing Mokuba gasp for air. He sewed a few sequins on, feeling that Mokuba was still watching him.
“Is there a reason why you are staring at me?” He asked, not bothering to look up.
“No-no, I wasn’t looking at you.” He stuttered.
He smirked, a delicious idea coming to mind.
“Let’s see how far I can push the brat” he thought.
“Ryou seems to think we are still living in Egypt.” Bakura stated, pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside. He enjoyed the audible gasp he got from the boy whose cheeks had quickly turned a rosy red.
He flexed his muscles, stretching long enough to make sure Mokuba got a good look at his chisled chest.
“Do you really have to do that?” He whispered.
“I’m sorry. Too much?”
Mokuba quickly nodded, not looking up again as he mindlessly played with the cuts of fabric.
“So, this would be out of the question?” Bakura leered, pulling at his jeans. Mokuba’s face was pure terror.
“What—what are you doing??” He asked in a panic.
Bakura ignored him, pulling his jeans off and tossing them aside, leaving him in just his tight underwear. Well…lucky for Mokuba he had decided to wear some today. However, these did do a lovely job of accenting his large prize, something he was sure to make Mokuba notice…one way or another.
“Mokuba? Do you find me attractive?” Bakura smirked, letting his fingers glide down his own chest.
Mokuba gulped, sneaking a glance at Bakura’s lap which the thief quickly noticed. He quickly shook his head.
“That’s gross.”
Bakura shook his head, “I don’t think you mean that.” He leaned forward, taking the fabric from Mokuba’s trembling hands. He scooted close enough so that he could feel the boy’s body heat.
Mokuba sat frozen and petrified, watching Bakura with wide, fearful eyes as he came closer. Bakura kept his face inches from Mokuba’s, looking over the boy’s delicate features.
He could feel Mokuba shudder beneath him. He jumped as Bakura placed his hands on the boys knees. He slowly let them trail up the boys legs, Mokuba shuddered.
“What-what are you doing?” he asked, panic laced with each word.
“I won’t hurt you.” Bakura cooed, his skilled hands delving to caress the boy’s inner thighs. “Does this feel good?”
“Ye-yes.” Mokuba whispered.
“Do you want me to continue?”
“Ye-Ye-No! No…” Mokuba stuttered as Bakura’s hands began to massage at the top of his inner thighs, inches from his groin.
“Oh I think you do.” Bakura chuckled at Mokuba’s premature erection.
“God I bet your unbelievably tight.” Bakura groaned, fixated on the boy.
“What?!” Mokuba gasped, shoving Bakura’s hands away.
But the thief was much stronger, quickly overpowering the boy. He grabbed his hands, keeping them forced to his side. With his other hand he pushed up under the boy’s shirt, feeling the soft, trembling skin beneath. He slowly pushed him down, Mokuba’s breath quickening.
“You’ll pass out if you keep breathing like that.”
Mokuba nodded, his head a haze, feeling Bakura’s hot skin pressed against his body.
“I don’t—I’ve never—I” Mokuba stuttered.
He smirked, pulling the boy’s shirt up, with each inch he left a soft kiss, slowly pushing it up to around his nipples. He groaned and sighed, his chest arching up into Bakura’s hot lips. When he took one into his mouth, he shot off the bed, crying out as the tongue swirled around his small nipple, flicking and grinding it with his teeth.
It had been a long time since Bakura had been with someone so damn sensitive to every touch. Not since he’d fucked Ryou for the first time. Bakura knew if he kept up this pace with the boy he wouldn’t last much longer, and that would just be a damn shame.
“I’d quiet down if you don’t Ryou popping his head back in here.” He whispered against his flushed skin. He heard some groan come from Mokuba, assuming it was as close to an ‘okay’ as he was going to get.
Mokuba’s hands lay limply at his sides, his eyes squeezed shut, his chest heaving and his skin flushed. Small moans emitted from his lips, his cock lay straining in his pants. He didn’t move as Bakura undressed him, leaving him lying naked among the cuts of colorful fabric surrounding them.
Bakura’s lustful eyes stayed locked on the boy as he pulled his own last bit of clothing off, his cock pulled free. Mokuba’s eyes widened at it, visibly trembling as Bakura’s pushed his legs apart.
“You want me to make you feel good don’t you?” He gruffly asked. He slowly nodded, his eyes closing again as Bakura’s hands traced around his groin. Bakura had to cover the kid’s mouth when he wrapped a hand around the small cock as Mokuba cried out, hips bucking wildly into the air, desperate for more contact.
He groaned at the loss when the thief quickly let go. Bakura sucked his fingers, coating them in saliva.
He didn’t bother telling the boy what he was going to do, he’d figure out soon enough, and frankly he was tired of waiting, the brat could use a little roughness no doubt being molly-coddled his whole life by that pussy brother of his. He was only willing to be patient with Ryou, frankly because if he did, Ryou could suck a guy off like none other.
Bakura doubted Mokuba would even know what sucking someone off meant.
He thrusted all three fingers in at once, ignoring Mokuba’s whine of pain. He kept pumping them in and out, trying to stretch him quickly, waiting for the boy to relax enough. He didn’t do it for long, just enough so that he wouldn’t bleed all over the place when he started fucking him.
He pulled them out, licking them clean maniacally, quickly lining himself up. Ryou was sure to come back with dinner soon. He pushed in slowly, a deep groan rumbling from his throat from the tight, encasing heat.
He thrusted slowly at first, adjusting until he got the scream that told him he had hit Mokuba’s hot spot, that small bundle of nerves deep inside. The boy was already leaking precum, practically hyperventilating as Bakura pummeled into him.
“Fuck, that’s good. That’s fucking good.” Bakura grunted, slamming into him.
“Ughaaaahhhhhhh….” Mokuba cried, coming in squirts over his own chest. Bakura rolled his eyes, he hadn’t lasted two minutes. But no matter, the extra tightness made a delicious feeling around Bakura’s pounding dick, letting him fuck Mokuba harder still.
He pounded into the pliant boy, enjoying the heat, the moans coming from the boy. His nails digged into the soft skin, wrapping the small legs tight around him, letting him piston farther and deeper. He fucked him senseless, shoving as hard in as he could. With a deep groan, he violently cummed inside him, his head thrown back as his seed soaked the boy’s small passage.
He pulled out quickly, smirking down at Mokuba who just lie like a limp fish on the floor. He grabbed some shards of fabric, wiping himself and the boy clean.
“You better get dressed.” Bakura said, tugging his jeans on. He flopped back down after dressing, picking the costume back up to sew some more.
Mokuba slowly got up, trying to hide himself from Bakura. The thief just chuckled, covering his eyes with his hands for a moment. “Not looking.” He smirked.
Mokuba blushed slightly, mumbling an apology as he pulled his clothes on.
“Whatever.” He shook his head. Mokuba awkwardly sat back down after dressing, watching Bakura from the corner of his eye.
“What?” Bakura finally asked in annoyance.
He quickly shook his head, “Nothing.” He quickly answered.
Ryou came back in the room, “Dinner’s ready! Mokuba, do you feel alright?”
Mokuba’s face was still flushed and sweaty. Bakura just chuckled.
“Um, actually no, I think I’m going to go home.” He said, getting up, avoiding the thief who sat grinning maniacally up at him. “Thanks for the help. I’ll see you later, Ryou.”
“Well, okay. Get to feeling better, okay?”
“Oh, Mokuba?” Bakura called, Mokuba stopped in the door, slowly turning around.
“Make sure to tell Kaiba about our little…excursion won’t you?”
AN: I hope you all liked this chapter very much. : ) It was harder to write than what I expected.
REVIEW REPLIES:
potionspet: your email isn't working. :( do you have another one i can send you updates on?
Cody_thomas: Well that’s good. Keep the requests coming. ; ) xxoo
Blackgargie: lol, aww thank you. I put your request on the list, I put it on the end just to be fair though since I’ve already got one of your requests coming up. Hope that works : )
Wicabeth: LMAO at big, floppy donkey dick—whew…that’s great. And lots of luck on the papers and tests! I’m with you there.
Desertrosetemari: thank you for the good luck that’s very nice of you : ) malik and ryou do go through a lot but man would it be worth it. TOTALLY worth it… *fantasizes*
Mystralwind: oh who knows where I come up these ideas. Well actually this one I did have inspiration from some Japanese show where they had a sex obstacle course but it was boring so I spruced it up : )
Terrie1958: I’d be more than happy to oblige, I love seto and Siegfried together SO much. : )
REQUEST ORDER:
1. jadelioness: Rex x Weevil (1-1)
2. blackgargie: Yami x Yugi (1-4)
3. black-sage13: Yami x Ryou (1-12)
4. mochacocafan: Thief Bakura x Bakura x Ryou x Marik x Malik (1-17)
5. aalkiethia: Dark Magician x Celtic Guardian (1-18)
6. ireina15963: Dartz x Siegfried x Pegasus (1-19)
7. birddi: Ryou x Malik x Yugi (1-19)
8. mskkid: Honda x Yami OR Ryou x Yugi x Seto OR Malik x Seto OR Otogi x Honda x Yami OR Dark Magician x Joey (1-28)
9. lightdarkangel124: Joey x Seto OR Yugi x Seto (1-29)
10. dbzvelena: Seto x Mokuba (1-30)
11. matertenebrarum: Malik x Joey (2-19)
12. crazyfaucet: Otogi x Seto OR Varon x Amelda (2-21)
13. 1wildrose1: Bakura x Marik x Malik x Ryou (2-21)
14. dreamsrmylife: Atem x Yami (2-24)
15. theultimatetoken: Bakura x Otogi (2-29)
16. agatefluoirte: Yami x Seto (3-1)
17. rinran: Bakura x ? (3-1)
18. a thief a pharaoh a priest: Pegasus x Seto (3-4)
19. mydeterioratingsanity: Bakura x Ryou (3-9)
20. cody_thomas: Yugi x Bakura (3-9)
21. n.m.smith-mr.cackles: Joey x Seto (3-10)
22. maytia_thesorecess: Joey x Seto x Yami x Yugi (3-12)
23. purpleglass: Bakura x Marik x Malik x Ryou (3-13)
24. hikitsune: Malik x Ryou / Marik x Bakura (3-21)
25. kimiko4cookies: Bakura x Malik (3-30)
26. deadonsight: Bakura x Malik
27. swimmingsamurai: Set x Atem (4-15)
28. catti: Jou x Duke x Tristan (4-17)
29. cody_thomas: Atem x Yugi x Yami (4-17)
30. mystralwind: Seto x Malik (4-28)
31. blackgargie: Seto x Seth x Joey
32. girlwholiketosmile: Yami x Yugi x Atem
Bakura rolled his eyes as he shut the door. The house was dark as he made his way across the living room, the only light coming from the end of the hall, a thin strip of light shining from under the bedroom door. The house was quiet save for the obnoxious giggling that emitted from the room. Bakura didn’t bother knocking, he never did. He pushed the door open, leaning against the frame with a smirk at the two sitting on the floor pouring over pieces of fabric Bakura assumed was supposed to be something.
Ryou smiled cheerfully, “Hi Kura-sama!”
Mokuba’s eyes widened, his face flushing. He quickly looked back down, mumbling a quick hello. It amused Bakura when others were afraid of him, especially someone related to Seto Kaiba. He could have fun with this.
“What’s that supposed to be?” He asked, kicking at the fabric Ryou was merrily sewing.
“Kura! It’s Mokuba’s Halloween costume!” Ryou stated as if it was the most obvious thing. He held it up, “See? It’s a blue eyes white dragon.” Bakura snorted, seeing the makeshift wings sewed to the sides.
Mokuba’s face flushed a deep crimson, quickly grabbing the costume from Ryou. “Its just for this stupid kids party Seto’s making me go to.”
“Whatever.” Bakura smirked.
“Mokuba was just telling me about the new Kaiba Land. Seto put him in charge of the new stadium! Isn’t that great, Kura?”
“Oh just enchanting.” He sarcastically replied.
“Where have you been?” Mokuba managed the courage to ask.
“Maiming.” Bakura grinned.
“Be serious.”
Bakura leaned forward, giving a sadistic smile. “I am.”
Mokuba gasped, quickly looking to Ryou for confirmation who just nodded.
“Bakura’s actually a lovely sewer Mokuba.” Ryou cheerfully said, continuing to sew on the individual sequins to the wings.
“That was only my robe Ryou.”
“I’m not that good, Bakura should help you while I fix some dinner. Kura? Would you mind?”
Normally Bakura would tell Ryou to go fuck himself but the idea of putting Mokuba through more this uncomfortable situation seemed amusing enough to keep him entertained for an hour or so.
“I guess. Just make sure my steak is extra bloody tonight.” Bakura kept his eyes locked with Mokuba, noticing the boy’s eyes widen at the word ‘bloody’.
“Anything you say Kura-chan!” Ryou smiled, standing up, “You two be good!”
“Of course we will, won’t we Mokuba?” Bakura leered. Mokuba slowly nodded.
Once the door was shut, Mokuba kept his eyes locked on Bakura. The thief assumed he was expecting to be stabbed at any moment, not a bad idea if he thought about it. Ryou might be angry but it would be worth it to see that bastard Kaiba’s face when he saw his poor brother a pile of bloody ribbons.
Although…Bakura could think of something else that would put a lovely expression on Kaiba’s face too.
He carefully sat down around the piles of fabric, gently picking up the costume and the needle. He noticed Mokuba flinch slightly.
“You seem a little tense…Mokie…are you afraid of me?”
“No! Of course not! Kaibas aren’t afraid of anything!” He piped up, puffing his chest out.
“Are you sure about that?” Bakura hissed, licking his lips. Mokuba immediately shrank back, looking down.
The thief laughed, putting the costume down and leaning closer to the boy.
“Mokuba?” He whispered, noticing the boy’s breath quickening as he got closer.
“Wh-what?” Mokuba asked, trying to pull away from Bakura, unfortunately for him there was no where left to go.
“Where are you going?” Bakura whispered in the boy’s ear.
“No-nowhere.” He gasped, feeling the thief’s hot breath at the nape of his neck.
“Good.” Bakura pulled back, hearing Mokuba gasp for air. He sewed a few sequins on, feeling that Mokuba was still watching him.
“Is there a reason why you are staring at me?” He asked, not bothering to look up.
“No-no, I wasn’t looking at you.” He stuttered.
He smirked, a delicious idea coming to mind.
“Let’s see how far I can push the brat” he thought.
“Ryou seems to think we are still living in Egypt.” Bakura stated, pulling his shirt off and tossing it aside. He enjoyed the audible gasp he got from the boy whose cheeks had quickly turned a rosy red.
He flexed his muscles, stretching long enough to make sure Mokuba got a good look at his chisled chest.
“Do you really have to do that?” He whispered.
“I’m sorry. Too much?”
Mokuba quickly nodded, not looking up again as he mindlessly played with the cuts of fabric.
“So, this would be out of the question?” Bakura leered, pulling at his jeans. Mokuba’s face was pure terror.
“What—what are you doing??” He asked in a panic.
Bakura ignored him, pulling his jeans off and tossing them aside, leaving him in just his tight underwear. Well…lucky for Mokuba he had decided to wear some today. However, these did do a lovely job of accenting his large prize, something he was sure to make Mokuba notice…one way or another.
“Mokuba? Do you find me attractive?” Bakura smirked, letting his fingers glide down his own chest.
Mokuba gulped, sneaking a glance at Bakura’s lap which the thief quickly noticed. He quickly shook his head.
“That’s gross.”
Bakura shook his head, “I don’t think you mean that.” He leaned forward, taking the fabric from Mokuba’s trembling hands. He scooted close enough so that he could feel the boy’s body heat.
Mokuba sat frozen and petrified, watching Bakura with wide, fearful eyes as he came closer. Bakura kept his face inches from Mokuba’s, looking over the boy’s delicate features.
He could feel Mokuba shudder beneath him. He jumped as Bakura placed his hands on the boys knees. He slowly let them trail up the boys legs, Mokuba shuddered.
“What-what are you doing?” he asked, panic laced with each word.
“I won’t hurt you.” Bakura cooed, his skilled hands delving to caress the boy’s inner thighs. “Does this feel good?”
“Ye-yes.” Mokuba whispered.
“Do you want me to continue?”
“Ye-Ye-No! No…” Mokuba stuttered as Bakura’s hands began to massage at the top of his inner thighs, inches from his groin.
“Oh I think you do.” Bakura chuckled at Mokuba’s premature erection.
“God I bet your unbelievably tight.” Bakura groaned, fixated on the boy.
“What?!” Mokuba gasped, shoving Bakura’s hands away.
But the thief was much stronger, quickly overpowering the boy. He grabbed his hands, keeping them forced to his side. With his other hand he pushed up under the boy’s shirt, feeling the soft, trembling skin beneath. He slowly pushed him down, Mokuba’s breath quickening.
“You’ll pass out if you keep breathing like that.”
Mokuba nodded, his head a haze, feeling Bakura’s hot skin pressed against his body.
“I don’t—I’ve never—I” Mokuba stuttered.
He smirked, pulling the boy’s shirt up, with each inch he left a soft kiss, slowly pushing it up to around his nipples. He groaned and sighed, his chest arching up into Bakura’s hot lips. When he took one into his mouth, he shot off the bed, crying out as the tongue swirled around his small nipple, flicking and grinding it with his teeth.
It had been a long time since Bakura had been with someone so damn sensitive to every touch. Not since he’d fucked Ryou for the first time. Bakura knew if he kept up this pace with the boy he wouldn’t last much longer, and that would just be a damn shame.
“I’d quiet down if you don’t Ryou popping his head back in here.” He whispered against his flushed skin. He heard some groan come from Mokuba, assuming it was as close to an ‘okay’ as he was going to get.
Mokuba’s hands lay limply at his sides, his eyes squeezed shut, his chest heaving and his skin flushed. Small moans emitted from his lips, his cock lay straining in his pants. He didn’t move as Bakura undressed him, leaving him lying naked among the cuts of colorful fabric surrounding them.
Bakura’s lustful eyes stayed locked on the boy as he pulled his own last bit of clothing off, his cock pulled free. Mokuba’s eyes widened at it, visibly trembling as Bakura’s pushed his legs apart.
“You want me to make you feel good don’t you?” He gruffly asked. He slowly nodded, his eyes closing again as Bakura’s hands traced around his groin. Bakura had to cover the kid’s mouth when he wrapped a hand around the small cock as Mokuba cried out, hips bucking wildly into the air, desperate for more contact.
He groaned at the loss when the thief quickly let go. Bakura sucked his fingers, coating them in saliva.
He didn’t bother telling the boy what he was going to do, he’d figure out soon enough, and frankly he was tired of waiting, the brat could use a little roughness no doubt being molly-coddled his whole life by that pussy brother of his. He was only willing to be patient with Ryou, frankly because if he did, Ryou could suck a guy off like none other.
Bakura doubted Mokuba would even know what sucking someone off meant.
He thrusted all three fingers in at once, ignoring Mokuba’s whine of pain. He kept pumping them in and out, trying to stretch him quickly, waiting for the boy to relax enough. He didn’t do it for long, just enough so that he wouldn’t bleed all over the place when he started fucking him.
He pulled them out, licking them clean maniacally, quickly lining himself up. Ryou was sure to come back with dinner soon. He pushed in slowly, a deep groan rumbling from his throat from the tight, encasing heat.
He thrusted slowly at first, adjusting until he got the scream that told him he had hit Mokuba’s hot spot, that small bundle of nerves deep inside. The boy was already leaking precum, practically hyperventilating as Bakura pummeled into him.
“Fuck, that’s good. That’s fucking good.” Bakura grunted, slamming into him.
“Ughaaaahhhhhhh….” Mokuba cried, coming in squirts over his own chest. Bakura rolled his eyes, he hadn’t lasted two minutes. But no matter, the extra tightness made a delicious feeling around Bakura’s pounding dick, letting him fuck Mokuba harder still.
He pounded into the pliant boy, enjoying the heat, the moans coming from the boy. His nails digged into the soft skin, wrapping the small legs tight around him, letting him piston farther and deeper. He fucked him senseless, shoving as hard in as he could. With a deep groan, he violently cummed inside him, his head thrown back as his seed soaked the boy’s small passage.
He pulled out quickly, smirking down at Mokuba who just lie like a limp fish on the floor. He grabbed some shards of fabric, wiping himself and the boy clean.
“You better get dressed.” Bakura said, tugging his jeans on. He flopped back down after dressing, picking the costume back up to sew some more.
Mokuba slowly got up, trying to hide himself from Bakura. The thief just chuckled, covering his eyes with his hands for a moment. “Not looking.” He smirked.
Mokuba blushed slightly, mumbling an apology as he pulled his clothes on.
“Whatever.” He shook his head. Mokuba awkwardly sat back down after dressing, watching Bakura from the corner of his eye.
“What?” Bakura finally asked in annoyance.
He quickly shook his head, “Nothing.” He quickly answered.
Ryou came back in the room, “Dinner’s ready! Mokuba, do you feel alright?”
Mokuba’s face was still flushed and sweaty. Bakura just chuckled.
“Um, actually no, I think I’m going to go home.” He said, getting up, avoiding the thief who sat grinning maniacally up at him. “Thanks for the help. I’ll see you later, Ryou.”
“Well, okay. Get to feeling better, okay?”
“Oh, Mokuba?” Bakura called, Mokuba stopped in the door, slowly turning around.
“Make sure to tell Kaiba about our little…excursion won’t you?”
AN: I hope you all liked this chapter very much. : ) It was harder to write than what I expected.
REVIEW REPLIES:
potionspet: your email isn't working. :( do you have another one i can send you updates on?
Cody_thomas: Well that’s good. Keep the requests coming. ; ) xxoo
Blackgargie: lol, aww thank you. I put your request on the list, I put it on the end just to be fair though since I’ve already got one of your requests coming up. Hope that works : )
Wicabeth: LMAO at big, floppy donkey dick—whew…that’s great. And lots of luck on the papers and tests! I’m with you there.
Desertrosetemari: thank you for the good luck that’s very nice of you : ) malik and ryou do go through a lot but man would it be worth it. TOTALLY worth it… *fantasizes*
Mystralwind: oh who knows where I come up these ideas. Well actually this one I did have inspiration from some Japanese show where they had a sex obstacle course but it was boring so I spruced it up : )
Terrie1958: I’d be more than happy to oblige, I love seto and Siegfried together SO much. : )
REQUEST ORDER:
1. jadelioness: Rex x Weevil (1-1)
2. blackgargie: Yami x Yugi (1-4)
3. black-sage13: Yami x Ryou (1-12)
4. mochacocafan: Thief Bakura x Bakura x Ryou x Marik x Malik (1-17)
5. aalkiethia: Dark Magician x Celtic Guardian (1-18)
6. ireina15963: Dartz x Siegfried x Pegasus (1-19)
7. birddi: Ryou x Malik x Yugi (1-19)
8. mskkid: Honda x Yami OR Ryou x Yugi x Seto OR Malik x Seto OR Otogi x Honda x Yami OR Dark Magician x Joey (1-28)
9. lightdarkangel124: Joey x Seto OR Yugi x Seto (1-29)
10. dbzvelena: Seto x Mokuba (1-30)
11. matertenebrarum: Malik x Joey (2-19)
12. crazyfaucet: Otogi x Seto OR Varon x Amelda (2-21)
13. 1wildrose1: Bakura x Marik x Malik x Ryou (2-21)
14. dreamsrmylife: Atem x Yami (2-24)
15. theultimatetoken: Bakura x Otogi (2-29)
16. agatefluoirte: Yami x Seto (3-1)
17. rinran: Bakura x ? (3-1)
18. a thief a pharaoh a priest: Pegasus x Seto (3-4)
19. mydeterioratingsanity: Bakura x Ryou (3-9)
20. cody_thomas: Yugi x Bakura (3-9)
21. n.m.smith-mr.cackles: Joey x Seto (3-10)
22. maytia_thesorecess: Joey x Seto x Yami x Yugi (3-12)
23. purpleglass: Bakura x Marik x Malik x Ryou (3-13)
24. hikitsune: Malik x Ryou / Marik x Bakura (3-21)
25. kimiko4cookies: Bakura x Malik (3-30)
26. deadonsight: Bakura x Malik
27. swimmingsamurai: Set x Atem (4-15)
28. catti: Jou x Duke x Tristan (4-17)
29. cody_thomas: Atem x Yugi x Yami (4-17)
30. mystralwind: Seto x Malik (4-28)
31. blackgargie: Seto x Seth x Joey
32. girlwholiketosmile: Yami x Yugi x Atem