With You

With You

Summary: Lookie! Lemon! And Raph and Peg-chan
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: Hot like a fox! Sweet like a...candy?


Ryou answered the door, smiling as he admired the bracelet around his wrist. After giving his yami tea, the boy decided to go out alone and had returned hours later with a present.

He opened the door and jumped into Dartz’s arms, kissing him.

“I missed you!”

Dartz returned the kiss, dipping his lover and walking him inside and closing the door. “How are you?”

“mmm! Very nice! Tea?”

Dartz shook his head and kissed Ryou again. “Nothing tonight. Let’s go out to dinner!”

Ryou smiled brightly, liking the mood his boyfriend was in. “Okay! Where to?”

The long haired by shrugged and patted Ryou on the behind. “Go get ready. Put on something nice! I’m spending money on you!”

The boy scampered off giggling. Dartz found his way to the couch and sat down, hands behind his head. He was very content. One of his newest investments had just made him a lot of money and he felt like celebrating.

When Ryou returned he was in creamy yellow shirt with steel colored tie that had some yellow accents. He was in pressed grey pants and was walking to the closet to try and find shoes.

Dartz smirked and watched as his lover bent over, dirty thoughts dancing through his mind. He gave them voice by whistling crudely.

Ryou blushed, looking behind him and smiling. “Dartz!”

“You’re beautiful in every way you know that?’

“You perv!” he squeaked, walking back over to the couch and sitting next to the older teen. “Did you know, Pegasus is leaving tomorrow?”

Dartz moved Ryou’s hair aside and kissed his neck. “I don’t care…” he muttered. “Your smell is intoxicating. What are you wearing?”

“The bottle you gave me.” Ryou leaned into Dartz’s kisses, leaving his shoes off.

“Enthralling…” he purred, cupping Ryou’s face and kissing his mouth. “I thought about you all after school?”

Ryou smiled, eyes hooded. “Did you?”

“I did…and you were doing the most interesting things…”

The hikari spidered his hand up Dartz’s chest. “I’ll bet…” He began undoing the boy’s tie and kissed him again and again, heat growing between them.

“Indeed…” he groped Ryou’s thigh and pulled the boy on his lap. “Imagine, you’re on a bed of roses…tastefully of course.”

Ryou tilted his head back as Dartz plundered his neck. “Of course…” He removed both their ties and cupped Dartz’s face. “What else?” he rubbed their noses together, gasping softly as he felt Dartz’s hands up his previously tucked in shirt.

“Ummm, you looked a bit like you do now…”

The white haired boy tossed his hair over one shoulder and let the older teen nip his shoulder.

“And how is that?” He guided Dartz’s hands to his belt buckle.

“Flushed and wanting.”

Ryou licked his lips and began to plunder Dartz’s mouth with his own tongue, the other teen taking off his shirt. He leaned down and whispered. “Now me…”

The aqua haired boy removed Ryou’s shirt, running his hands up the boy’s bare chest when he was finished.

“You’re my Adonis…”

Ryou reached around and took the tie off of Dartz’s hair, threading his fingers all the way through for the first time. He stood up and took Dartz’s hand, leading him back towards the bedroom.

“I’ve got something to show you…”

The boy smirked, removing Ryou’s belt with a pull and tossing it behind him. “Oh yeah?”

The doe eyed hikari nodded, reaching for Dartz’s belt. “yeah.”

When they reached the bed room, both boys were without pants, the clothing items sat forgotten at various stages in the hall. The fire place was roaring and Dartz smiled as he noticed it was snowing outside.

“Dearest…you seductress.”

Ryou guided Dartz to the rug in front of the bed, stroking it with his hands and lying down on it, tilting his head at Dartz. “Mrrr…” he purred, smiling as Dartz fell to his knees to join him.

He crawled over the boy, tasting his alabaster flesh and enjoying Ryou’s moans of pleasure. The white haired boy was writhing, trying to guide Dartz’s hands to no avail.

“Dartz…Dartz please….”

The boy loomed over his soon to be lover’s body, his hair falling in a curtain around them. Ryou’s hands found that hair and tugged it, pulling Dartz into a passionate kiss. They made out this way for sometime, all the while, Dartz inching off Ryou’s boxers.

Ryou giggled softly and looked in Dartz’s eyes. “hey…”

“Hey…” the boy whispered back, having finally gotten the boy’s boxers off.

“Dartz?” he looked a bit worried. “I didn’t know this was going to happen so…”

The young investor propped himself with one hand and took off his own boxers. “Don’t worry dearest…this isn't a fiction. You won’t get pregnant.”

Ryou blushed and gazed at the fire, feeling cold all of a sudden. “i’m scared…”

Dartz kissed him, lying beside him so that the white haired boy could feel the fire. He stroked his cheek and kissed him. “I’d never hurt you Dearest. Never.”

The boy nodded and Dartz stroked his chest and down ward toward his half hard manhood. They stared into each others eyes as Dartz began to stroke him gently.

“I love you, you know that?”

Ryou’s face was flushed and he spread his legs as a soft moan escaped his mouth, trying to nod. “I –I- Dartz!” he hushed, reaching for his boyfriend. “On the –on the ottoman –I –”

He was having trouble speaking as Dartz continued his assault, now kissing Ryou to cut off his one sided plea. The aqua haired lad had already retried the small tube from the ottoman. He knew what his Dearest needed.

His warm hands left Ryou’s erection, but his lips did not leave the boy’s mouth as he applied some of the cool substance to his fingers and against Ryou’s opening. The pale skinned boy flinched and wrapped his arms around Dartz’s neck, his lust filled eyes sparking with concern here and there.

Dartz shook his head and kissed him again, sliding two fingers in instead of one. He could only take so much before he simply lost it kissing his lover. Ryou gasped, pulling back.

“Dartz!”

“It’s okay Dearest, relax. Relax for me…”

Ryou nodded and stared into Dartz’s eyes, feeling calm love wash over him. The next feeling he got was one of pleasure as Dartz stretched him with his fingers. The older boy knew it was still going to be tight seeing as Ryou was a virgin, but as he added a third finger and only received encouraging moans, he decided to prepare himself as well.

Now moaning and pushing against the fingers, Ryou bit his lip, whining his pleasure. “Dartz…ummmm!” He arched up, giggling. Bakura never told him about this part. He’d never told him fingers could feel so good. He liked this affection –no, this love.

Dartz leaned over Ryou suddenly, his eyes were threatening to glaze and re rubbed Ryou’s thigh frantically. “Dearest, dearest, this will hurt a bit but I promise it’ll go away, alright? I need you now, okay? That’s all?”

He continued to move his fingers as he said this, Ryou grabbing fistfuls of the furry carpet and arching up. “Yes, yes yessss Dartz okay!”

Removing his fingers and sliding in gently, Ryou swore blackly and gasped, trying to catch his breath. “No...” he whined, tears at the corers of his eyes. “No, it hurts.”

“Shhh,” Dartz continued to push in, trying to comfort his lover, kiss away the tears.

Ryou whined and stared at Dartz’s his eyes wide and frightened. “Dartz?”

“Dearest, shhh…” He pushed his way all the way in and stayed that way, caressing Ryou’s thigh and kissing his mouth. “It’ll be okay.”

Ryou finally relaxed and nodded, moving on the thickness inside him. The flush came back to his face as heat found its way back to his erection, making it stand.

“Kay…” he murmured, closing his eyes. Dartz began to move slowly, smiling crookedly as Ryou scrunched his face, and gripped the carpet, moaning.

“It’s okay…look at me dearest…”

Ryou opened his eyes and panted, a smile coming to his face as he met Dartz thrust for thrust, their bodies liquid heat in front of the fire.

Soon, the gentleness and pain was gone and Ryou was moaning constantly, begging Dartz for release.

“Harder!” he whined, his hands tugging impossibly at Dartz’s hair. “Harder –Uhnnn!”

Dartz gave him what he wanted, trying to last as long as he possibly could. He was going to lose it soon he knew, but as he hit Ryou’s sweet spot again and again, he knew he wanted his lover to get there first.

Somewhere in Ryou’s clouded mind, he realized this was what Bakura wanted to protect him from and laughed.

Just so he could have all the fun? Hypocrite!

He whined and tensed, crying out.

“DARTZ!”

He bucked, hard, his seed shooting onto both of them. Dartz, now engulfed in an impossibly tight passage, called Ryou’s name as he lost it, releasing inside his lover, thrusting over and over frantically.

They stayed together that way for what seemed like hours. Ryou laid there under Dartz, enjoying their heat. He could no longer feel the fire. Only Dartz. And he loved it.

He’d never felt more complete in his life, except when he’d discovered Bakura and even then, it wasn’t like now.

Ryou felt Dartz leave him, but stay beside him, molding to his side. The Aqua haired boy brushed the sweaty strand of Ryou’s hair from his face and neck and kissed him, entwining their hands.

“Dearest…”

“Everlasting…”

Dartz kissed the boy’s neck and felt him drift off. He wasn’t far behind, but reached for the comforter before he went, dragging the thing down over both of them.

****

Bakura snuggled against Seto. “Ummm, they did it.”

“You’re a pervert.”

“I was just doing empathy…” He leaned back a bit to look at Seto. “I’m not a peeping tom.”

Seto was holding Bakura to him, his arms crossed against the boy’s chest, they hands together. “hn.”

Bakura kissed him and Seto kissed him back quickly and settled them back into the couch’s cushions. They watched the images flash on the tv, their faces highlighted as they were in a dark room.

“He isn’t mine anymore is he?”

“No.” The CEO hugged his boyfriend closer. “But you’ve got me now.”

Bakura smirked. “I do…so why don’t you get on your knees and show me a little respect?”

Seto laughed and nipped Bakura’s ear, whispering to him. “I did that in the limo and behind the school today. Haven’t you had enough?”

The thief flushed a fiery crimson and shook his head. “Never with you…”

****

Yugi sighed and watched Marik’s eyes glitter as he looked at the displays of weapons. He’d only come with his boyfriend because he’d been promised dinner at some point.

It was now around eleven and they’d been in this weapons shop for hours.

“Marik…” he said, trying not to sound whiney.

The Egyptian turned around. “Hm?”

Yugi smiled and went over to him. “We can come back tomorrow hm?”

Marik looked in Yugi’s eyes and began to feel guilty. He’d promised the boy a real date for once and once again hadn’t delivered. He took a glance back at the knife he’d been looking at and shrugged, putting an around Yugi.

“Let’s go eat Chibi. I’ve had enough of Eastern and Western steel. We all know an Arabs knife always cuts truer in the end.”

Yugi grinned, his hands around Marik’s forearm. They went outside and got on his bike, Yugi hugging Marik around the waist.

“Sorry okay?”

Yugi smiled and shook his head, his scarf back up around his mouth. “I love doing things with you Marik. You know that.”

“It’s just, you know, the dinner thing…”

“Marik, I don’t care. As long as I’m with you, we could be in this dump all night!”

The Egyptian turned, grinning. “Really?”

Yugi swatted him with a gloved hand. “No you –you –I wish I had an alarm clock!”

Marik laughed and started up the bike. “Whatever Midget!”

“Hey!”

****

Otogi crossed his arms and looked away embarrassed as Malik sat on the bed watching him. “Baby…I dunno…”

“You look gorgeous! I’m telling you!”

Otogi nodded and leaned against the wall with his hand, his rear sticking out. Malik grinned and took a picture, grateful that his pants were already unzipped. His boyfriend made quite a picture.

In thigh high stiletto books and an indecent black leather skirt, Otogi Ryuuji made on hot street walker. Wearing a livid green tank top and emerald studs in his ears and shimmering lip gloss to boot, the Dice King made a very convincing lady even if he was missing the necessary parts.

Malik shot more photos and Otogi changed positions. He didn’t want to admit it, but being like this with Malik turned him on.

There was just something about the shirtless Egyptian he could resist, especially when he was being photographically exploited. He leaned against the wall with his leg up and beckoned Malik to him.

“I love you long time…”

Malik grinned and went over to him, his arms to either side of Otogi’s face. “How much baby?”

Otogi giggled inanely and ran his hand up Malik’s chest. His boyfriend was just so damned hot. For a small guy he sure was built.

The raven haired boy grinned, blowing his bangs out of his eyes. “Running special sir, sucky sucky five dolla!”

Both he and Malik laughed and the Egyptian swept up his Asian beauty, dumping him on the bed.

“If ‘long time’ meant all night, you’re in for it boy!”

Otogi smirked. “With you, that could mean anything!”

Malik pounced on him and the Dice king yelped, laughing.

****

Raphael ran. He’d nearly slipped a dozen times getting here and he wasn’t going to fall now. He’d checked the schedule, he knew the plane had been grounded for sometime, but it wasn’t until around the early morning it’d really hit him

He jumped out of bed and zoomed to the private airport, ignoring his father’s calls. He would make it.

As he ran on the tarmac, he looked around frantically. Where was it? He spun, the snow in his eyes.

“Where is it?!” he cried desperately.

Before he knew it, he was being dragged back inside and glowered at by very angry airport security officers. He told them where they could go and stood by the large terminal windows, sulking.

He’d been too late.

Suddenly, there was a coat around his shoulders and he spun. He was offered a cup of coffee but was too dazed to accept it.

“Where were you going Raphael?”

The blond clenched and unclenched his hands, his face going red. “I…I was going to go –”

“With me?”

Raphael nodded dumbly and Pegasus smiled, running the back of his finger along the blonde’s jaw.

“The weather really sucks here. I’ve been here since this afternoon!” He put the cup of coffee in Raphael’s hands and guided him to where he was sitting. There was a laptop sitting open and comic books in the chair next to his.

Raphael sat down, careful of the comics and sipped his coffee. Pegasus smiled and held a croissant out. The boy bit into it immediately and chugged down some coffee. When he was done, he looked at Pegasus.

“You know, I had a hell of a time getting here.”

The man grinned, them laughed. “tell me about it…”

****

Ryou awoke in Dartz’s arms, his boyfriend still asleep from the night’s activities. He gazed out of the window into the early dawn, a fresh layer of snow covering everything in innocence.

He looked down at the youth beside him and thought about how he’d gotten here.

He shrugged. It didn’t matter. All that mattered is that he had someone now.

He stared out of the window for sometime until he felt someone pulling him back down. He smiled into Dartz’s crystal blue eyes.

“Good morning.”

“Hello Dearest…”

They kissed and Dartz gazed into Ryou’s eyes. “Where were you? Just now, staring out the window?”

Ryou smiled gently and settled down next to his lover, pulling the blankets back around them.

Dartz leaned over him. “Dearest? Where?” He smiled as their hair mingled on the carpet.

The white haired boy cupped his lover’s cheek. “With you.”


OWARI!

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*Okay…Kimi ga Iru time we’re near February. I’ll do…I think…a big Valentine’s themed fic? Maybe I’ll do a white day fic and there can be lots of marshmallow bunnies and Seto showering Bakura with roses and Bakura stealing a present for Seto…*shrugs* OR! Amelda & Yami, a lust story? *cackles* OR Anzu, Pregnancy ain’t easy OR…I can jump to a summer fic…
* I just want Bakura and Marik to have water guns….
*See you all soon!