Slave of Destruction

Slave of Destruction

Hato chiisai

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh and blah blah blah blah blah…………. There. Done.

This fic is hereby dedicated to Ryou-Bakura, or, on other sites, Bishoujo Shadow!!!

YAOI WARNING

Chapter 8

Set’s Fury

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Ryou jerked awake at a massive explosion of thunder. He sat straight up and loked around, wildly. There was a flash, illuminating the dark room, and Ryou stared out at the storm. He began to tremble. Set was not only the God of Destruction, he was the God of Storms, so this storm was his doing. Of course, he brought rain to the Kingdom of Osiris every week. But storms only came when he became angry. And one like this… Set must be furious.

Ryou jumped when the door slammed open, and Khamaat ran in, looking frightened.

“Oh, you ARE here!” She gasped. “Good. Master is in a rage. We just got a message from Lady Wadjet. Master is on his way home.”

“What do we do?” Ryou asked.

“We make sure that whatever he might want, is ready. The bath is ready for him, a meal is ready for him, and you are to remain here in case he wishes to releive his frustration with you.” Ryou’s eyes widened in fear.

“N-No!!” He gasped, terrified.

“Master has taken a great liking to you. He will want you here. If you are not here, or you resist him, who knows how angry he will become. Whatever he wants when he comes home, it is up to the one to provide him with it to calm him. Do you understand?” Khamaat asked, and Ryou gulped and nodded, glancing out at the storm again.

“Yes. I’ll be ready.” He said, softly. Khamaat smiled at Ryou, then turned and ran from the room. Ryou gulped and looked out the window at the storm. He shuddered, and looked down at himself, before slowly relaxing into the bed again. He lay quiet, and waited for Master to return.

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“How is he?” Yami asked, walking into the darkened room.

“Not good.” Marik replied softly, stroking Bakura’s hair and watching Ahmose, Mikado, Yugi, Malik, Seto, Otogi, Joey and Tristan peer into the room. “Yami… They say that the soul never dies. But I’m starting to think that Bakura may be the first.” Yami nodded and slowly sat down on the edge of the bed, opposite Marik with Bakura between them. The albino yami lay still, his eyes dull and empty. Marik continued to stroke the long white hair as Yami took Bakura’s hand.

“Bakura…” Yami called. Bakura did not answer. “Kurah Itemri… You have to snap out of this. We will find Ryou. But lying comatose won’t help him return to you. Please stop this.” Bakura made no response, and the Pharaoh sighed and shook his head. “We will find him, Bakura. I swear it.” And he stood and left the room, Marik slowly following.

“He’s wasting away.” Ahmose said softly.

“Will he fade?” Mikado asked his yami, and the sorcerer sighed.

“I do not know.”

“I miss Ryou.” Malik whimpered, taking comfort in his yami’s arms.

“Where could he be?” Yugi wondered aloud. “He was right there with us!!”

“When did we last see him?” Joey asked.

“Bakura was screwing him in the field near the river.” Marik said. “I called him to come see when Yugi and Yami got stuck in the mud. Bakura came to see. That was the last we ever saw of Ryou.” The others nodded, recalling this.

“This is all my fault!!!” Yugi suddenly wailed. “If I hadn’t gotten stuck, Bakrua wouldn’t have left Ryou alone!!!” And he began to sob. Yami quickly gathered his light into his arms and tried to comfort him.

“It isn’t your fault.” Marik said. “And we’ll find him. Ahmose, anything in the fire?”

“No. With all I’ve been gazing since Ryou disappeared, I think I’m going to have a big spot in front of my eyes for the rest of my afterlife.” Mikado put an arm around his dark. “Not to mention an ongoing headache. All I can offer is that in seeing nothing, it means that Ryou is not in any danger.” They all jumped at a sudden clap of thunder, and looked out the nearest window.

“Set is angry.” Otogi murmured. “VERY angry…..”

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Ryou had finally drifted to sleep again, so he nearly jumped out of his skin when the door banged open. Ryou turned and stared at Set in the doorway, his eyes glowing an angry red. Ryou's eyes widened in fear and he backed away slightly as the god approached the bed. Set gripped the blankets and tore them away, leaving Ryou completely exposed. The boy squeaked and began to tremble in fear.

"Be silent!" The god barked, and Ryou held back his whimpers and clenched his eyes shut, feeling frightened tears begin to form. "Lie down." Ryou slowly forced his petrified body to obey. "Arms out. And spread your legs." Came the terrible command, and Ryou nearly sobbed in fear as he forced himself to obey. He felt the bed shift as the god moved above him. "Open your eyes." Ryou obeyed, and when he did he was unalbe to keep the tears from rolling down his face. Set blinked, and the red glow began to fade.

"Do not cry..." He said in a softer tone. Ryou gulped and nodded, wiping his tears away. He watched Set take on his human face, and then gasped when the god darted forwards and kissed him, deeply. As Set broke the kiss Ryou screwed up his courage; he knew that the others were depending on him. And something told him that Set was as well.

"Master..." He began, and the god growled warningly. But Ryou continued. "Something has upset you." The god glared through narrow eyes. Ryou gulped and continued. "Whatever the reason is for getting you upset, I want it to go away."

"And what can you do about it, boy?" The god snapped, and the slave flinched.

"Nothing, Master. But I can help you feel better." Ryou said, and the god blinked. Ryou gave him a gentle smile. After all of his centuries with his own volatile yami, Ryou knew how to handle this kind of situation. "Just relax, Master." Ryou murmured, reached up and stroking the god's cheek. "Let me help." Blinking in slight confusion, the god slowly moved off of Ryou and stared at him. Ryou sat up and moved behind his master, beginning to massage his shoulders. His eyes widened.

"You... You're so tense." Ryou said, softly, and the god let his head fall forwards a bit. "Please tell me what is wrong."

"Why? You can do nothing about it."

"No, but talking about things can help you feel better." Ryou said, and continued to knead the knotted muscles. Set sighed, and nodded slightly.

"Perhaps. Ahkenaten."

"Tutenkhamen's father?"

"Yes."

"What about him?"

"He pisses me off!!"

"Oh?"

"He beleives that the gods are not worthy of being worshipped. Only Ra."

"Yes?"

"I am THIS CLOSE," he held up his finger and thumb, an inch apart from each other, "to casting him into the jaws of Ammut!!"

"Why?"

"The fool insults us! Me especially. He says I am an evil god, and I should be destroyed. He even has a group of followers, and Ra will not allow me to destroy them!!!" The god fumed, but then blinked when he felt soft lips press a kiss on his back between his shoulder blades. "No one cares...." He muttered, and blinked again when pale arms wrapped gently around his neck, and a small head rested on his shoulder.

"I care." Ryou whispered, and kissed his master's shoulder. "Do not listen to them. You are one of the most powerful gods, and while you did do some bad things...." Set scowled and Ryou moved before him and stared boldly into his master's eyes. "... You are not evil." Set stared in amazement and the timid creature before him as the boy placed his hands on the god's cheeks. Ryou smiled slightly, before pressing his lips to Set's in a shy kiss. Set's eyes widened, before he closed them and enveloped the child in his arms, laying the boy back on the bed and covering his body with his own larger form. Ryou moaned softly as the god forced his tongue into the boy's mouth and plundered the sweetness within. After a moment, Set began to rub his awakening arousal against Ryou's knee, and the boy bent it slightly, teasing his master. The god grumbled playfully deep in his throat and curled his fingers around his slave's manhood. Ryou gasped and bucked his hips into the welcome touch.

"Oh, gods...." Ryou groaned, and Set snickered.

"There is only one here....." He said, and Ryou opened his eyes.

"Master....." He groaned, and Set grinned.

"Now you've got it." He said, and gently spread Ryou's legs. "Tell me if I'm going too far."

"Master...." Ryou said again, this time in gentle appreciation and thanks for the consideration he was being shown. Set smiled and eased a finger into his slave, not wanting to hurt him. Ryou closed his eyes and moaned at the feeling. The boy gently rocked his hips into the god's movements, and gasped as a second finger was added, followed by a third. The slave groaned as the god moved them in and out, curling his fingers slightly to tickle the sensitive spot that sat hidden deep within the boy's body.

“A-AHH!!” Ryou gasped, tossing his head back and lifting his hips off of the bed. Set smiled, and removed his fingers, moving above the boy. Ryou opened his glazed eyes and stared up at his Master, then smiled slightly and spread his legs wider to accommodate the larger body bent over him. Set gently slid his hands under his slave’s buttocks and lifted him up slightly, tilting his hips to make the penetration easier on both of them. Ryou sighed and shivered as his Master gently massaged his backside before moving into position, placing the tip of his erection against the boy’s quivering entrance.

“Are you ready?” Seto grumbled in a soft tone, and Ryou slowly nodded, forcing himself to relax.

“Yes Master. I am at your command.” The boy moaned softly, and Set pressed forwards. Ryou arched his back and hissed at the mixed pain and pleasure as the god’s rather large arousal gently slid into his body. When Set sat buried to the hilt in his slave’s body, the boy sighed and relaxed as his master stroked his skin.

“You have such a soothing presence, little one….” The god whispered to Ryou. “And such a pleasurable body…..”

“I am glad that you find it so.” Ryou panted softly, then groaned as his master began the slow pumping motions that caused the little slave’s body to shiver with every penetration. Set lowered his head and kissed Ryou, slipping his tongue into Ryou’s mouth and began thrusting it in and out in time with the motions of his hips. His large hands caressed the small boy’s sides as the milky white arms reached up to encircle the god’s neck. Set broke the kiss and moved down to gently suckle the skin at the juncture of Ryou’s neck and shoulder, placing his ear next to the soft pink lips that were swollen from the kiss, and slightly parted, allowing soft breathy moans to pass by and enter the god’s ear.

Ryou longed to ask his master to go harder, faster, deeper, but he was afraid that doing so would be out of his place, and so he said nothing, but he tried to get the message across in a more discreet way. He dug his fingers into the Chaos Lord’s shoulders, and bucked his hips into the god’s thrusts, before turning to lick and nip at the skin under the god’s ear.

“You want more, little one?” The god asked with a smile, and Ryou gazed at him through lustful eyes and nodded.

“Yes, Master….”

“Say it…. Beg for it…..”

“Please Master. Harder….. Faster…… Ahhh…… deeper…. Mmm…….” Came the soft pleads, and they pleased the god.

“Very well. You have been very good. And you shall be rewarded.” Set said, and did as Ryou asked, moving harder, faster, and finally, deeper. Ryou gasped as fireworks exploded before his eyes as the god’s shaft jabbed his prostate. Ryou threw his head back and cried out his sudden pleasure in a heated cry that brought a smile to the lips of his lord. Set repeated the action, delighting in the yelp that came from the boy’s throat. And Set continued to bring these lustful cries from his slave with his thrusts that continued to go harder and faster than before.

Soon, Ryou was sweating, writhing, shivering in pleasure beneath his master, voicing his passionate lust and his desire to reach his climax. Set was panting as well, approaching his release but trying to hold it off.

“Would you like to feel something very…. Different?” Set asked, and Ryou looked up at him, nodding, unable to form words. Set grinned, and his eyes became hard. Ryou gasped as his master began to increase his size, growing taller, and his erection growing longer and thicker as he continued to thrust into the small body below. Ryou’s eyes rolled back into his head and his body shuddered continuously as Seto continued to slowly grow. Loud groans came from his slave, gradually getting pained as the thick organ moving in his body continued to swell. When the groans became pained whimpers, Set stopped his size modifications with a smirk, and then pulled out of Ryou. Ryou gasped and his eyes flew open.

“Are you alright?” The god asked, and Ryou blinked and nodded.

“Y-yes Master…. Why did you stop?”

“You looked like I was hurting you…. Tell me what you want.”

“I want you to reach completion, Master. My body is yours to find your pleasure in.” Set grinned, VERY pleased with that answer.

“And what do YOU want…”

“I… I want you inside of me….” Ryou whispered, and Set moved over him again, the boys’ body being swallowed by the god’s shadow. “Please Master….”

“As you wish….” Set hissed, and thrust in…. hard. Ryou threw his head back and screamed, making his master grin and continue the harsh movements. Ryou’s lustful cries continued as the god began to give pleasured grunts with each thrust. And finally, Ryou arched off of the bed and screamed, releasing his pent up heat, splashing it over Set’s chest. The god grit his teeth and groaned as he reached his orgasm, releasing his seed straight onto Ryou’s prostate. And then, they both relaxed.

Set rolled off of Ryou and lay back, his eyes closed. After a moment, he felt the boy beside him move, and felt soft hands on his body. Then, his eyes jerked open as he felt a warm wet object gently moving over his stomach. He looked down and watched in surprise as the boy’s little pink tongue licked up his own semen like a kitten would lick up a bit of cream spilled on the floor. And then, the little slave moved up and cuddled fearlessly into his master’s side, resting his head on the god’s chest, over his heart. Set blinked, finding this surprise to be a pleasant one, and he curled an arm around Ryou, pulling him closer. At his will, the lights were extinguished, and the god drifted to sleep to the soft purring of the slave by his side.

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ATTENTION!!!

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Due to my parents insisting that I get a job over summer, and my lack of success in FINDING a job, I will not be taking summer classes during July and August. That means, that I must pack up and leave the campus and return home to work in my father's office. I will be leaving July 6th, and returning August 23rd. Unfortunately, this means that I will not be updating for a month and a half. I'm sorry, but I did everything I could to prevent this. I applied for a job at around 20 places, but was not hired anywhere. Sorry!!!


Nashwa: Uhhh... okayyyy.... >.>

ayachan: Now what? Read and find out!!!

sglily: Well, you know me and my angst. And Ryou is... well, yeah. He's accepting his slavery. And no, he could NEVER forget Bakura. As for him being bonded to Bakura, well... obviously that bond isn't recognized as law in the Kingdom of Osiris. And as for the bite mark... well, there's nuthin he can do about it!!! (if you're curious about the bite mark, it was given to Ryou in my fic Koibito Yami) Glad you liked the chapter, and yes, Set is supposed to be sexy. Now... speaking of sexy... when are YOU gonna update?!

lokivsanubis: Yeah, alot of people miss Bakura. He'll be back. And so will the others. And yes, I do consider this fic to be the final installment in my series, beginning with Koibito Yami. I have not written all the ics that come in between, however. lol

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