Take Me

Hello my readers. First off, I would like to apologize for taking so long to write this chapter. There was a multitude of reasons as to why I delayed the installment of these next few chapters. To name a few, testing, low self esteem about story, not being sure as to where the plot was going, and several other factors. I’ll try to be a bit more consistent in the future with my updates. After all and I know I’ve said this before, this story is no where near done. Here are the responses to your reviews.

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I am so sorry to all of my readers and reviewers. Again, I’ll try to update sooner and just more in general. I feel incredibly bad for not following up with my promise to update. I have a new story coming out on Friday called "Played". bas based mostly on Malik’s life. But for now, here is the next chapter of "Take Me. By the way, thanks Dragon Kitty.

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The knob clicked as the door was pushed open, its hinges creaking with rust. In the doorway stood Ryou, his hair still wet and matted from the shower. He looked at me with great distraught in his eyes, overpowering my will to be emotionless. I felt my own eyes water with tears that threatened to spill over the boundaries of my eyelids. There he stood, the love of my life, in the doorway, uncertainty littering his features, making his face tense with anxiety. He was now wearing a blue plaid button up shirt with baggy blue jeans, probably to hide the bru.

I hadn’t meant to hurt my hikari, quite the opposite in fact. My only intention was to show him just how much I loved and wanted to devote myself to him. He’s so beautiful to me… and yet I still marred his soft, pale, silky skin with the bruises of my overwhelming passion. I had intended to make love- as mus I s I hate that pathetic saying- to him but what I did was pound into him senselessly with my animalistic need to be inside him. Some part of me had to know what I was doing to him and yet I didn’t care. I was getting what I wanted and that’s all that mattered. Just like in Egypt, I took what I wanted at no cost to me and let the people around me be damned with the consequences. I was a sick animal that deserved to be tossed aside.

"That’s not true…" Ryou began, his soft voice trembling with his obvious attempts to contain his sobs. Slowly, he walked over to the side of the bed, takin a n a gasping breath with each step in order to keep himself composed. His lips quivered and his eyes were blood shot and full of tears. The soft, succulent skin of his face was now red and had small streams of tears flowing from the dark brown spheres of despair that had become my light’s eyes. He kneeled before me on the bed, putting his knees to the floor to support the weight of his body. Delicate fingers took my hands, intertwining themselves with my coarse, weathered hands. Now he looked up at me, revealing a previously unseen determination in his eyes.

"Tell me now that you love me," he said firmly, his voice slow and serious so that he would stop crying. He swallowed deeply, then took a small gasp of breath before turning his mouth into a stern frown. My face was sweating, along with my hands and feet. I could now feel tears of my own making their way to the corners of my eyes. A solitary tear pulled away from the lid of my eye and slowly streaked down my face. Ryou’s expression did not change. I grasped his hands tightly, knowing full well what I had to do.

"Ryou, I love you more than I’ve ever loved anything in life or death. You mean everything to me. Without you, living in this time would be pointless. I’m incredibly sorry for everything that I’ve done to you. The beatings, the violations, the sex… you will never know how much I regret those things." I was able to say all of this before my voice started to crack.

"Please, I’d do anything to have you forgive me. I want to stay with you, no matter what. I know that this is selfish because I know that I do no good for you-"

"But you do," Ryou interrupted. A small smile softened his face as light crept through the blinds of my window and shone onto his face. "You… you give me reason, Bakura. Without you, I know that I would have died from being alone," he continued, all the while seeming more happy. "You’ll never know all that you have done for me. Yes, you did beat me but that gave me hope. Every day, I would wait for you to stop hurting yourself. For so long, I would wake up each day, hoping to find you holding me like you were last night. It gave me justification to live another day. If anything, without you, I would have no purpose in living." Now, he wiped away his remaining tears with his wrist, sucking in a breath of air though his nose.

Before I had a chance to think, the words of my emotion crept from my mouth. "Hikari, know this. I never meant to hurt you last night and I am the sorriest I’ll ever be for doing so. Please, forgive me," I practically begged. He took his hands from mine, placing them on the bed. Standing up so that he was looking down on me, he took my hands again, stroking my fingers gently with his thumbs.

"Bakura, I forgive what you did and for all you’ve done in the past. From now on, let’s start anew. I don’t want to let the past dominate our future together. I know that you’ve changed. That’s the simple fact of the matter. You do not abuse me anymore and I know you never will again. Last night… was the best night of my life." He stopped to think for a moment, all the while grinning at me. "It just means that I have to be on top next time."

I scoffed gently at this. Never had I been on the bottom and I was not about to start. "That’s extremely doubtful," I chuckled softly, thinking of how awkward Ryou would be in that situation. "You have no experience being the seme. However," I stated in a matter of fact tone after thinking a bit, "it might be a good idea for your own personal pleasure." Though it nearly killed me to think of Ryou taking me, I realized that it would be best for him if I was the one who was being thrashed around in. He smirked devilishly at me, taking his hands from mine while placing his body on top of my bed.

"Why don’t I start practicing?" he asked simply, in his sweet innocent manner of speaking. His light accent from living in Britain always made him sound kind and mild, even when he was serious. Now laying next to me, Ryou looked much like an angel from an old Roman painting, sprawled out with his front side facing me, one of his legs crossed over the other. I remembered looking in one of his books, seeing an oil painting that looked much like he did now. Heavenly was the only word I could think of to describe a human so divine.

Lying on my back at an angle so that I was facing him, I pulled my legs up on the bed. Wrapping my arm around his waist, I closed the gap between our bodies. My other hand caressed his face, causing him to sigh in contentment. Taking his chin onto the tips of my fingers, I lifted his face to meet mine in a kiss. His lips were delicate and smooth as I pressed mine against them. My hand traveled to the back of his head where I ran my fingers through his hair. Surprisingly, Ryou was first to deepen our kiss by tenderly licking my upper lip with his skilled tongue. My mouth heeded and quickly gave him entrance, letting the muscle explore my mouth freely. His slick tongue massaged my own as his hands slowly positioned themselves on my hips, holding me tight in their embrace.

Suddenly, the kiss ended and I was left with a needy looking Ryou staring into my eyes. Judging by how raw passion burned fiercely in his face, he needed to feel a release. His lips curved into a sly grin as his hands moved to the front of my body, where my manhood clearly stood outward. He slowly began to stroke my erection through the fabric of my pants, taking time to prolong my agonizing throbbing. I let out a slight moan and much to my surprise, Ryou unbuttoned and unzipped my pants. Pulling both my pants and my underwear down so that my manhood was unsheathed, Ryou moved down my pelvis, gliding his hands over the framework of my ribs. My eyes closed in expectancy of what was to come.

Ryou’s hot, wet cavern engulfed my erection completely, sucking tenderly. His hands made their way up my shirt and to my nipples, rubbing them in a circular motion until they were hard. I could feel Ryou’s tongue run up and down my manhood, flicking at the tip. A small pre orgasm flowed through the core of my body, making me shiver in ecstasy. Letting out another soft moan, I grabbed Ryou’s long white flowing locks, pulling on them to let him know that I was close. I began to shake with orgasm, feeling the waves of pleasure wash through my body. Ryou began to suck harder, grabbing my hips to keep them from bucking into his mouth. Finally, I let out a yell as I came in Ryou’s mouth, spilling my essence over his entrance and face. He greedily swallowed every drop of my passion, licking at the sides of his face.

Crawling up to me, Ryou looked extremely content and accomplished. He rested his head upon my chest and cuddled into my body. My arm wrapped around him tightly, embracing him while my other appendage zipped up my pants. Letting out a soft sigh, he moved in closer, closing his eyes and softening his breath. I could tell that he was still exhausted from the night before. Soon after he had nestled into my body, he had fallen asleep in my arms. Once again, the light shone on him to give him an angelic look to his face, his white hair taking on a soft yellow hue. His face resembled that of a child, full of innocence and peace. I swear to Ra, I could have stayed in that position forever.

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There it is! Chapter 8! I hope you all enjoyed. From now on, updates should be weekly and will be on Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. Thank you for reading and as always, REVIEW