This Is My Story

AN: THIS STORY WILL BE 11 CHAPTERS IN TOTAL. :)

CHAPTER SIX: CHECK PLEASE!

So what was I supposed to do now?

I can’t believe I did that, what the hell Ryou! You have a boyfriend!

You just lost your virginity to a man you weren’t even dating AND you had a boyfriend, you little slut!

He’s going to find out, it’s written all over my face.

“Dove? Something wrong?”

“Oh who me? Oh no no! Nothing’s wrong!” I awkwardly chuckled.

Although it had been almost two weeks since that night with Bakura, I couldn’t stop thinking about him, about it, about everything.

I guess Bakura just wanted to fuck me and be done with it.

God, how could I be so stupid!!

I was sitting here at dinner with Dartz, not a word of what he was saying going in. I nodded my head and added an occasional, ‘yeah’ and ‘ok’ not knowing what I was agreeing with or to. After that night, I hadn’t known what to do.

Drop Dartz like a hot potato? Kick Bakura’s ass? Fuck Bakura’s ass?

They all seemed like tantalizing options.

But instead, I decided on the ‘be a wuss’ option and keep dating Dartz cause it seemed like the only thing that I had. Even if Dartz was completely obsessed with me and I expected him to pull down his pants any second now revealing an “I love Ryou” tattoo on his ass, at least I KNEW he liked me. He made damn well sure of that.

“What’s the matter Dove? You have been acting strange all week.”

I felt like such an idiot about it all. Giving myself up like that. The way he made me feel though…but it didn’t matter. He would never want me. Ever…I just had to accept that.

“Sorry, I’ve just had a stressful week.” He gave me a smile, squeezing my hand.

“Do you want to go to my place for a while, maybe watch a movie?” he suggested. He’d been suggesting it all week, I knew what it would lead to, but at this point, I just didn’t care anymore. I was tired of fighting.

I gave a nod and we left the restaurant.

My head was still buzzing with too many thoughts on the ride over there, but before I knew it we were rolling up to his large estate.

We made our way to his living room where a large sofa sat and his home entertainment system which was ridiculously huge, I took a seat as he started naming off movies for us to watch.

I don’t even know what I agreed to, just saw a movie begin to play about some stunt driver and lots of fast cars in it. He gently took a seat next to me, facing me, he reached his hand out to brush away a few loose hairs that had fallen in my face.

“Ryou?”

“Yes?”

“Do you even know how beautiful you are?”

I gave a smile, Dartz really was nice to me.

“Ryou, I want us to be together tonight.” He said, his eyes burrowing into mine with intense concentration.

“Okay.” I smiled.

He leaned in close, lightly pressing his lips to mine, gently pushing me down and laying himself on top.

I lay there as he began slowly unzipping my pants and pulling my shirt off. He rubbed his hands across my skin, grinding hard against me as he pulled his own clothes off.

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I’m not sure what had made me agree, I guess I just wanted something…anything…to get my mind off of him.

And I guess it did for that night maybe.

But when I woke up in Dartz’ bed, naked with him holding onto me. …I felt more lost and confused than I ever had before.

What was I dong?

I didn’t know anymore and it was driving me insane. I snuck out of the room, managing to not wake up Dartz and I grabbed my phone.

“Hello?”

“Malik! Hey.”

“Ryou! Why haven’t you called me I ‘ve been—“

“Listen Malik, I can’t talk right now, can you pick me up at Dartz’s place?”

“Dartz? Oh my gosh did you two—“

“Not now! Can you or not?”

“Sure, sure, I’ll be there in 10 minutes.”

I figured I should talk to someone about all this. Malik had always been there for me.

Somehow, by the grace of God I managed to get out of the house without Dartz waking up. I left him a note telling him there had been an emergency with a friend of mine.

I jumped in to the car with Malik, happy to see his bright shining face that always made me smile.

I basically told Malik everything that had happened since break had started, yes every achingly small detail because I knew he would listen. And he did, giving an occasional, ‘uh huh’ or ‘really’ while I told him everything.

We arrived at his apartment, I plopped down on the couch with a big sigh, he came and sat next to me, cuddling against me. I loved when we cuddled, he made me feel so nice and cozy.

Malik seemed to be at as much of a loss of the situation as I was. But talking to him wasn’t about figuring out what to do, it was just about having someone to talk to, which I loved.

So we spent the rest of the day just watching movies and joking around. We even had Yugi over for awhile, but soon learned that was a mistake when he spent most of his time showing off his various hickeys and what new move him and Yami had tried last night.

Lucky for us Yami called saying he was horny so Yugi ran to the rescue. Just in time too as Yugi was about to show us his most ‘intimate’ hickey.

Malik and I were able to spend the rest of the night alone until we fell asleep on his couch.

My cute little Malik.

XxXxXxXxXxX

I was happy to have a distraction from all this ridiculously complicated shit with Bakura and have it be one that I wouldn’t regret later.

But it still wasn’t solving my situation.

And so I will flash forward to my next date with Dartz. 2 days later. My state of mind had gone from confusion to sadness and was currently in anger mode.

I was sitting there at dinner with him. We were sitting in this really nice new restaurant downtown where only the richest of the rich could afford to eat. And he was going on about this new merger that was going to be happening. And something just….snapped.

“So, as long as the numbers come--”

“Stop.” I whispered.

“What, Dove?” He blinked.

“I said…stop…”

I could feel the anger bubbling up in me like I had never felt before.

“Is something wrong Dove?”

“I SAID STOP!” the restaurant got quite, everyone’s eyes locked to our table. Dartz looked around nervously.

“Ryou, can you please not—“

“SHUT UP DARTZ! JUST SHUT YOUR FUCKING MOUTH! I CAN’T TAKE YOU ANYMORE! ALL YOU DO IS TALK ABOUT YOURSELF, WELL MY BUSINEES IS DOING THIS, I THINK THAT THIS IS THE BEST, RYOU, YOU SHOULD EAT THIS FOR DINNER. AND I HATE YOUR STUPID NICKNAME FOR ME…DOVE??? WHAT THE HELL IS THAT, IT’S SO FUCKING STUPID AND YOUR STUPID CREEPY ASS LOCKET. YOU DON’T OWN ME DARTZ! I DON’T EVEN KNOW WHY I WENT OUT WITH YOU IN THE FIRST PLACE! AND YOU ARE TERRIBLE IN BED! THE WAY YOU GROAN LIKE THAT, IT’S REALLY WEIRD DARTZ! YOU SHOULD JUST GO KILL YOURSELF DARTZ CAUSE I FUCKING HATE YOU!!!!!!!”

I stormed out the restaurant still screaming obscenities, shoving a gaping maitre d’ out of my way. I didn’t know where I was going, I was in a daze, but my feet seemed to be taking me somewhere. So I let them go, the cold wind biting my face as I walked down the empty streets and alleyways. The moon was bright in the sky, illuminating the dark path.

I suddenly found myself in front of his house. I don’t know what I was thinking but I had such an adrenaline rush that I didn’t care. So I stomped up the steps, and threw the door open, the hall was dark but I followed the flickering light at the end of the hall and muffled sounds.

I stood in the doorway. Bakura was lounging on a sofa watching TV, he looked up at me casually, as if he knew I were coming.

“How did it go?”

“What?” I spat, I was still pretty angry from everything that had happened.

“How. Did. It. Go?”

“I screamed at him…in a restaurant…a really nice restaurant.”

“Yeah.”

“I told him he should kill himself. And that I hated him.”

“Yeah.”

“And then I left.”

It seemed like an eternity. Me just standing there, him sitting there looking at me. Standing, looking, sitting, looking, standing, looking, sitting, looking, standing, looking—you get the idea.

He casually got up and strolled over to me, he stood there, studying me for a moment and then he pressed me hard against the wall, pressing his body against mine. He grinded his hips teasingly into mine, his hot breath hitting the nape of my neck.

“So I don’t have to share you with anyone now?”

My head suddenly felt light as a balloon, my blood buzzing through my veins as he his lips moved across my skin. I gave a small nod. So this is what this had been about the whole time? He hadn’t wanted to share me???

Well he could’ve just said that.

I should yell at him now for putting me through all that but when he touches me the way he does, so gentle and yet commanding., I seem to forget about whatever thoughts or emotions were going through my head.

Yep, just like now.

He ran his hands up and down my body, over my chest, across my ass, up my back, to my groin—my body feeling like it was on fire with every movement, differing from the last.

“Baku-Bakura…” I moaned into his thick locks that tickled my face.

“Ryou,” he whispered, “I want you.” Aw man I about creamed my pants right there, hearing him say something like that to me.

I nodded, smiling against his skin.

“Me too.” I gasped as he pushed his hand inside my pants, grabbing my…okay, I’ll say it, cock, and slowly pumping it.

We began fumbling to tear our clothes off, eager for more. I wanted to touch and kiss every inch of his soft alabaster skin—to run my fingers over his toned chest, to nuzzle against his soft, white curls, to suck on his big…

You get the idea.

He pulled me to the couch where he sat down, motioning for me to climb on top. I did so obligingly, his hot skin pressed against mine. I threaded my fingers through his hair while he left hard nips across my neck and chest. His hands moved across my body, gently tweaking and rubbing my nipples into life as I burrowed my face into his hair to stifle my moans and cries of pleasure.

I had forgotten what it had felt like being with him, how different it was from Dartz. Bakura made me feel alive and, well, hot I guess. Like he had to have me right then and there. As if my pleasure meant as much to him as his own if not more. With Dartz it was sloppy and fast, no passion or lust. Ugh, the thought of him grunting above me is enough to make me gag.

Bakura’s fingers running over my skin sent me on edge, his tongue moving against mine, exploring every inch of me. He placed three fingers inside my mouth, I let my tongue run across them, sucking and wetting them until he pulled them out. I lifted myself up until his fingers were placed at my entrance. I slowly lowered myself down onto them, still straddling his body.

I sank down onto the warm fingers, urging them to go deeper. Slowly, I began moving up and down on them, enjoying the feeling as they were scissored in and out of me. I held onto his shoulders, while I bounced up and down, softly moaning, my head thrown back as I ached for more.

He pulled his fingers out. I wasted no time, lifting myself up as he positioned himself at my entrance. I slowly sank down, gasping from the sensation as he filled himself inside of me to the hilt.

“Bak-Bakura…” I moaned, resting my forehead against his as I adjusted. He held onto my hips as I began slowly bouncing up and down—relishing the feeling of him inside me. I began a slow rocking motion, moving him in and out for a few moments—panting and moaning as I let him gently brush against that spot deep within me.

Soon, I began slamming myself down onto him, crying out at the feeling of absolute euphoria as white flashes of light flashed behind my lids. I began feeling that burning sensation in my stomach that traveled straight to my groin. I grabbed hold tightly onto Bakura, clawing at his skin to try and ground myself as I slammed harder down on him. I was bouncing up and down as fast as I could, but it still wasn’t enough.

Sensing my need and his own, Bakura pulled me down onto the sofa, moving on top of me, still deep within me. He picked up his pace, his thrusts becoming quicker, deeper, until he was literally pounding into my pliant body. Bakura’s soft moans furthered my lust for him as he slammed into me again and again. I wrapped my legs around him, pushing him deeper within me. My climax was near as he continued his frantic thrusts when he grabbed hold of my erection rather roughly and began stroking it in time with his thrusts.

I cried out from the feeling, crying his name again and again as I buried my face into the nape of his neck.

“Ry-Ryou!” he cried as he came in me, his warm seed spilling inside of me. The slickness allowing him to move quicker and further inside of me until I came long and hard, spilling hot cum over his fist and fingers. He moved in and out a few more times before collapsing next to me, peppering me with soft kisses.

I pulled my body close to his, fitting perfectly into his body. He wrapped his arms around me until I dozed off to sleep, the feeling of his warm body pressed against mine.

I’m happy to say that when I woke up, the sun spilling through the windows, those arms were still tightly wrapped around me. His warm body still pressed against mine.

AN: Aw, doesn’t that ending just make you feel all warm and gooey inside? : D Hope you all had a wonderful Christmas! Will Bakura and Ryou live happily ever after? Will Dartz seek revenge? Stay tuned for the next exciting installment of—This Is My Story!

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REVIEW REPLIES:

Blood_red_eyes: XD Glad you liked the lemon! Yeah, Dartz is a creepy guy in this. lol And when I finish this story I will write that alternate ending for you! hee hee!

DesertRoseTemari: lol, I just have a picture in my head of Ryou asking Yugi for sex advice. lmao. I think my head would have blown or melted or something if someone did that to me too, but then again…it is Bakura and I’d pretty much do whatever he told me lol.

Cody_thomas: lmao, I know when I read your last comment I was like. “…” It was like you had my outline in your hands. Creepy. :D I think you are figuring out his thought process… : )