Dripping in Sin
Dripping in Sin
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A/N: Welcome to my first Anzu/Bakura lemon people. I know
one. This actually goes with a fic of
that on fanfictnet net and enjoy it! If you could, please review this! The
title has nothing to do with the lemon <<;;
Warning: Slight blood and sex warning. Anzu/Bakura
pairing.
Dripping in Sin
In the shadows of the house, Bakura sat in the darkness. The
shadows seemed to engulf his being; his entire self. The sounds of pouring rain
hit against the roof like drums. The thunder boomed and the lightning flickered
across the sky, lighting up the room where he stood. A glimpse of its light
shone on half his face, bringing out his eyes.
He sighed heavily.
“Who’s there?” said Anzu as she stood in the hallway. She had come
from her bedroom; she was awakened by noises coming from the living room.
“Hello? Who’s there?” she repeated.
No answer. She called again: “Who’s there?” No answer. The house
was dark and damp. The window was open letting the moist air flow into the
room. Anzu calmed her body down and let listened to the eerie silence around
her. She heard a faint breathing sound. Her eyes darted around the room; her
vision was obscured by the darkness around her.
Two brown eyes appeared behind Anzu. Her heart began to beat; her
breathing increased. She felt a pair of strong arms wrap around her waist. She
shut her eyes; she could feel his warm breath on her neck. The hairs stood on
end as she felt a tingling sensation flow through her body. Her hands traveled
to his arms and tightened around his.
“Mmm…,” she hummed slightly from the
tickle she felt. “So it was you…”
“Mmm,” he replied kissing her neck
playfully. He removed one arm from her waist and gripped the knife that hung
from the back of his pocket.
Anzu turned around and gazed into the tomb robber’s eyes. They
were brand and emotionless…empty pools of nothingness. Then she became
frightened. Bakura pushed her against the wall of the house.
“Uhn,” she moaned. “What are you doing?”
His arms brushed up against her sides, finally pinning her to the wall.
“I’m going to feed,” he said in a raspy tone. Anzu felt as If she
lost the ability to speak.
“Feed?” she asked quietly. Her whole body began to shake. Bakura
kept a firm grip on Anzu’s body with his left hand. She heard the demon breathe
heavily with satisfaction. He finally removed the knife from his pocket.
“Yes Anzu, I’m g to to feed on your blood.” His eyes were locked
on hers. “Mmm and I’ll bet you taste heavenly,” he
added in a monotone voice.
“Bakura…,” Anzu said precariously, “W-why are you d-doing this?”
“Because you’ll let me,” he replied showing off the knife’s
barrel. It shone a metallic sliver color, showing that it was very sharp. He
cocked his head to the side and smiled maliciously. He brought his mouth close
to her so she could feel his breath on her lips. Anzu shut her eyes gently.
“You know,” he said bringing the sharp knife to her shoulder,
“this sweater is in the way.” With a swipe of the blade, he ripped the sweater
off her body. He smiled and said, “Well, that’s more like it. I can see more of
you know.”
Anzu gulped. She felt his body press up against her own weak
frame. The lightning flashed and lit up the whole room. She caught a glimpse of
his grin. He brought the blade up to her neck.
“You know Anzu,” he spoke, the knife’s cold metal brushing up
against her skin, “steel is very sharp. One touch on your soft…luscious…skin
will make it bleed.”
Anzu squirmed in his indissoluble grip.
rushed like electricity. Her body tingled at his touch. The cold metal touched
her skin again. He moved it gently around her neck and shoulders, down to her
breasts and back up. He brought his face close to hers, capturing her lips in a
kiss. She moaned into his mouth, both their tongues touched and met with one
another. He broke the kiss and continued sliding the knife around her neck.
“Tell me you’re enjoying this…tell me this pleases you,” he
demanded.
“N-no,” she hesitated. She shut her eyes in spite of herself.
“You’re lying,” he said smirking. “Tsk
know you want
blood. “You taste delicious,” he smiled.
Anzu moaned softly, enough so he could hear her. She looked at
Bakura with wide eyes. He placed the knife back in its holster and brought his
hands back to her body. He filled her out with his fingers, touching every inch
of her skin. He groaned softly and brought his lips to her chest licking the
small amounts of red liquid from her skin.
“Are you enjoying it now?” Bakura asked.
Anzu didn’t answer. Her actions said it all. She felt her hands
slip beneath his shirt, feeling every curve of his well built abs with her
fingertips. They were firm and smooth—he continued to lick her neck with his
slick wet tongue. She pressed her body harder into his. Her heart gave a slight
jolt of satisfaction. Her mouth started to water and felt her body slipping
toward the ground.
Her legs spread wide a bit, as Bakura pushed his body onto hers
more. She felt a firm bulge on her inner thigh. She heard him moan again.
Lightning flashed and lit the room once more. Anzu tilted her head back as
Bakura nipped at her neck with his lips. Her body finally became weak and she
gave into his games.
“Mmm, I’m enjoying this,” she said
softly.
“That’s more like it,” the demon replied. He took out his
switchblade again. She felt a wet liquid course from between her legs; they
began to shake too. “Nervous?” he asked.
She shook her head in reply. He took the knife and slid it across
her bra and ripped it off, tossing it to the floor. He tilted her body onto the
floor so she was lying on her back. He took the switchblade one more time and
cut off her skirt and panties. There she lay, in all her nakedness and he still
fully clothed stared at her.
“Beautiful…,” he said, his lips turning into a grin. She smiled
weakly at the demon that hovered over her. She took her hands and removed his
shirt; his bare white chest revealed to her now. Inside him, he felt strange,
yet he liked the new feeling. She still felt a firm bulge on her thigh and
still felt a wetness escape between her legs.
“You must like what you see and feel…,” he gestured her to her
wetness. She grinned slightly and nodded. Bakura unzipped the front of his
jeans and slid them off his body. Now they were both looking at each other;
their nakedness showing.
Anzu felt his bulge now and quite feelingly it was. She giggled at
him. “Enjoying this too?” she asked.
“Oh yes, very much so,” he replied calmly. It was still dark; the
storm began to rage heavily outside. The rain started pounding hard on the roof
and the thunder rumbled loudly. “Nice
night isn’t it?”
Anzu nodded happily. She wrapped her legs around his body tightly,
with him still between her. Her breasts pressed up against his chest and her
lips met with his once more. There they lay, embraced and lip locked, kissing
each other passionately. Bakura moaned with pleasure, Anzu’s body dripping with
sweat. The cool night air blew through the open window. She got chills going
down her spine; both from the air, and from his sensual touch.
She stared moving her hips slightly, feeling his pushing inside
her, breaking her barrier. She winced at the pain but continued. His hands
cupped her breasts, while his hips stroked with hBakuBakura winced slightly from
the pressure he's applying while his back arched as he worked harder and
harder, towards his release from his pulsating erection.
He groaned and continued his pattern of thrusts, finally free as
sperm releases everywhere, soiling the carpet of the floor. He ran his fingers
through her sweat drenched hair.
“I take it you enjoyed that?”
She nodded wearily and smiled. “Mmm,”
she moved her head slightly. His hands traveled around her body; working around
every part he encountered finally licking the wet liquid away from her
legs. He licked his lips clean and
grinned.
“Mmm, you’re tasty,” he said in a slight
sexy tone. Anzu began to orgasm and he could feel her. She felt his pulsation
inside her, making her get wet. He finally pulled himself out of her and laid
is body over hers.
Anzu closed her eyes and smiled softly. She liked what happened.
Her feelings were right all along. She wasn’t alone. She never was. He was
there with her the whole time…
The End
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