Acceptance
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
1
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1,565
Reviews:
5
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Acceptance
Disclaimer: I do not claim to own Yu-Gi-Oh!, or any of the characters, cards, places, plot references, etc. that appear in this fic. These are all legally owned by Kazuki Takahashi, Shonen Jump, TV Tokyo, and many other companies. I am not making a profit of any kind for writing this fic. I am simply writing this for the entertainment of other fans of this series, and to express my own adoration of this title.
Author’s Notes: Since my first fic, Futile Dreams (now Blissful Fantasies), wasn’t quite what people wanted, I decided to write a more fluffy Malik/Bakura for you. I’m not sure if my other fic would have qualified for spiderweb’s challenge, since the characters never even got together in the end. I’m sorry if this one isn’t as good as my earlier fic. Warnings: This fic contains yaoi.
Acceptance
Malik sat on the top of the small hill in Domino City Park; waiting patiently. His platinum-blonde hair blew softly in light breeze, which caused him to shiver slightly. He silently wished he had worn more than just his usual purple shirt that evening, which left a decent portion of his stomach exposed to the cold air along with his arms. However, his tan cargo pants kept his legs reasonably warm.
Despite the mildly cold temperature, Malik could not help but appreciate the beauty of the park. The multi-coloured leaves that fell from the nearly bare trees gave him an odd feeling of comfort, and the faint scent of dry leaves was strangely pleasant and almost comforting. The full moon that shone above provided enough light for the Egyptian to make out his surroundings, and the stars that shone brightly in the sky seemed to add to the beauty of the relatively small park.
“Malik!” A voice called softly from not too far away; it’s owner’s light panting clearly evident to both parties. The voices owner was a boy of slight build, and deep brown eyes. His exceptionally pale skin and hair seemed to make him shine; giving him an angelic appearance. Unlike the Egyptian, he wore a warm sweater along with a pair of faded jeans. A slight blush graced his features; giving him a soft, innocent look.
“Bakura!” Malik shouted in return, sounding almost excited for a moment, and running towards the younger boy with a huge grin on his face. He quickly regained his composure and continued, “I was afraid you weren’t going to come tonight. Why were you so late?”
“I ran into a few problems,” The boy replied vaguely with a distant expression on his face. In what was obviously a futile attempt to change the subject the white-haired teen continued, “You should have worn more clothing. You must have been cold waiting for me out here.”
“I won’t be wearing any clothing for much longer, and neither will you, Ryou-chan,” Malik exclaimed a little to loudly before pinning the other boy against a nearby tree, and pressing his lips firmly against his. The shorter boy opened his mouth, giving Malik’s tongue complete access. Bakura’s tongue remained unusually limp in his mouth, rather than playfully battling his lover’s for dominance; a battle which he never seemed to win.
The Egyptian boy pulled away suddenly and stared at his lover intently, as if he could some how read the pale-skinned boy’s thoughts by doing so. The tanned boy sighed softly and whispered in an unusually quiet and concerned voice, “What’s wrong Ryou-chan? Did something happen today?”
Bakura’s eyes began to fill with tears and he quickly buried his face in his lover’s chest. He tried to answer the older teen’s question, but found it incredibly difficult even to speak at that moment. He hiccuped slightly between his sobs as he tried several times to make out coherent sentences. The paler teen was grateful for the tanned hand that softly rubbed the back of his head between occasionally playing with a few white strands of his long, silky hair.
Finally, the shorter boy pulled away from Malik and muttered softly, “Yuugi found out about us, Malik-chan. He told me about how much he disapproves of us being together. You know, because we’re both, well male. At first he tried to set me up with a few of his ‘female’ friends, but I wouldn’t have anything to do with them. Then he got all of his friends involved. Today he told me he would call my father and tell him if I didn’t stop seeing you.”
“Don’t let Yuugi upset you, Ryou-chan. I love you dearly, and I always will. If he can’t accept that then he’s not worth your time. If he bothers you any more he’ll have me to deal with, and I’m quite sure he won’t be too happy about that!” Malik declared angrily, though there was a soothing hint to his voice. He pulled Bakura close to him again and kissed him softly on the lips in an attempt to calm thy. “y. “Please, let me show you how much I love you.”
The Egyptian boy easily removed the heavy sweater his lover was wearing, and licked the boy’s nipples, which caused the paler boy to melt underneath him. Bakura moaned softly in pleasure; begging tan tanned boy for more. The other boy continued to play with the soft, pink nipples until they hardened, along with other parts of the boy’s anatomy. Malik then moved upwards towards the smaller boy’s neck and placed light kisses against the skin. Soon the kisses became harder and harder, until the platinum-haired boy was nipping and sucking on his throat. Malik’s canine teeth sunk into Bakura’s soft flesh, creating a river of blood to flow out from underneath.
“Ahhhh!” Bakura cried in both pain and pleasure and the cool liquid trickled slowly down his throat. The brown-eyed boy didn’t want to admit it for fear of sounding like a masochist, but he enjoyed this sensation, as well as the pain from the small wound.
“I’m sorry, love. Did I hurt you?” Malik questioned thoughtfully, concern evident on his face. He began to softly run his fingers through his lover’s hair, as if it could somehow stop the pain created from the wound he had inflicted upon him just moments before.
“No. Quite the opposite actually,” Bakura replied almost uncharacteristically before flipping the tanned boy onto his back and successfully removing all of his clothing. He remained motionless for a moment, as his eyes traveled over the taller teen’s exquisite form before he bent down and began to such on the other teen’s hardened penis. The older teen moaned in pure pleasure causing Bakura to movsterster and such the long rod harder than before. The Egyptian’s hips buckled rapidly to the teen’s movements before he came in his mouth. Bakura swallowed the fluid in a single gulp and licked his lips.
Malik flipped the weaker teen over and kissed him gently before saying, “We’re not finished yet, Ryou-chan.” He quickly fished a bottle of strawberry flavored lube from a pocket in the tan cargo pants that were laying on the ground close-by, and applied a thick layer of it to the boy’s opening. The boy moaned in pleasure as the teen did this; feeling his erection harden further as he anticipated what would occur shortly after.
The stronger teen straddled his lover’s hips, and gently slipped his hardened member into the opening. The younger teen cried out in pleasure as Malik thrust inside of him. This caused the Egyptian to move faster, Bakura’s hips moving in sinc with his own. The tanned boy used his free hand to gently stroke the other boy’s hardened erection, causing the boy to scream in delectation. Finally, the taller boy came into the pale boy’s opening, and collapsed on top of him.
“I love you, Malik-chan. Nobody can ever stop me from loving you. Not Yuugi and his friends or even my father.” Bakura muttered softly, panting heavily. He lifted a hand to brush his lovers platinum bangs, and he kissed his lips softly.
“Don’t worry, Ryou-chan. I won’t let anyone hurt you. If Yuugi or any of his friends bother you just tell me, and I’ll make them regret it!” Malik whispered reassuringly to his lover, though there was a hint of anger in his voice. He lifted his body off of Bakura’s slowly, and placed himself beside him.
The white-haired boy snuggled into the Egyptian’s chest. “Thank you, Malik.” He muttered before falling asleep in his lovers arms.
Author’s Notes: Well, I hoped you liked that a little better, since they are actually together in this fic. I’rry rry if this fic lacks depth, or if it just seems like pointless fluff. Please give me some input in your reviews, even if you don’t have anything nice to say. Constructive criticisll bll be greatly appreciated though flames will be ignored.
Author’s Notes: Since my first fic, Futile Dreams (now Blissful Fantasies), wasn’t quite what people wanted, I decided to write a more fluffy Malik/Bakura for you. I’m not sure if my other fic would have qualified for spiderweb’s challenge, since the characters never even got together in the end. I’m sorry if this one isn’t as good as my earlier fic. Warnings: This fic contains yaoi.
Acceptance
Malik sat on the top of the small hill in Domino City Park; waiting patiently. His platinum-blonde hair blew softly in light breeze, which caused him to shiver slightly. He silently wished he had worn more than just his usual purple shirt that evening, which left a decent portion of his stomach exposed to the cold air along with his arms. However, his tan cargo pants kept his legs reasonably warm.
Despite the mildly cold temperature, Malik could not help but appreciate the beauty of the park. The multi-coloured leaves that fell from the nearly bare trees gave him an odd feeling of comfort, and the faint scent of dry leaves was strangely pleasant and almost comforting. The full moon that shone above provided enough light for the Egyptian to make out his surroundings, and the stars that shone brightly in the sky seemed to add to the beauty of the relatively small park.
“Malik!” A voice called softly from not too far away; it’s owner’s light panting clearly evident to both parties. The voices owner was a boy of slight build, and deep brown eyes. His exceptionally pale skin and hair seemed to make him shine; giving him an angelic appearance. Unlike the Egyptian, he wore a warm sweater along with a pair of faded jeans. A slight blush graced his features; giving him a soft, innocent look.
“Bakura!” Malik shouted in return, sounding almost excited for a moment, and running towards the younger boy with a huge grin on his face. He quickly regained his composure and continued, “I was afraid you weren’t going to come tonight. Why were you so late?”
“I ran into a few problems,” The boy replied vaguely with a distant expression on his face. In what was obviously a futile attempt to change the subject the white-haired teen continued, “You should have worn more clothing. You must have been cold waiting for me out here.”
“I won’t be wearing any clothing for much longer, and neither will you, Ryou-chan,” Malik exclaimed a little to loudly before pinning the other boy against a nearby tree, and pressing his lips firmly against his. The shorter boy opened his mouth, giving Malik’s tongue complete access. Bakura’s tongue remained unusually limp in his mouth, rather than playfully battling his lover’s for dominance; a battle which he never seemed to win.
The Egyptian boy pulled away suddenly and stared at his lover intently, as if he could some how read the pale-skinned boy’s thoughts by doing so. The tanned boy sighed softly and whispered in an unusually quiet and concerned voice, “What’s wrong Ryou-chan? Did something happen today?”
Bakura’s eyes began to fill with tears and he quickly buried his face in his lover’s chest. He tried to answer the older teen’s question, but found it incredibly difficult even to speak at that moment. He hiccuped slightly between his sobs as he tried several times to make out coherent sentences. The paler teen was grateful for the tanned hand that softly rubbed the back of his head between occasionally playing with a few white strands of his long, silky hair.
Finally, the shorter boy pulled away from Malik and muttered softly, “Yuugi found out about us, Malik-chan. He told me about how much he disapproves of us being together. You know, because we’re both, well male. At first he tried to set me up with a few of his ‘female’ friends, but I wouldn’t have anything to do with them. Then he got all of his friends involved. Today he told me he would call my father and tell him if I didn’t stop seeing you.”
“Don’t let Yuugi upset you, Ryou-chan. I love you dearly, and I always will. If he can’t accept that then he’s not worth your time. If he bothers you any more he’ll have me to deal with, and I’m quite sure he won’t be too happy about that!” Malik declared angrily, though there was a soothing hint to his voice. He pulled Bakura close to him again and kissed him softly on the lips in an attempt to calm thy. “y. “Please, let me show you how much I love you.”
The Egyptian boy easily removed the heavy sweater his lover was wearing, and licked the boy’s nipples, which caused the paler boy to melt underneath him. Bakura moaned softly in pleasure; begging tan tanned boy for more. The other boy continued to play with the soft, pink nipples until they hardened, along with other parts of the boy’s anatomy. Malik then moved upwards towards the smaller boy’s neck and placed light kisses against the skin. Soon the kisses became harder and harder, until the platinum-haired boy was nipping and sucking on his throat. Malik’s canine teeth sunk into Bakura’s soft flesh, creating a river of blood to flow out from underneath.
“Ahhhh!” Bakura cried in both pain and pleasure and the cool liquid trickled slowly down his throat. The brown-eyed boy didn’t want to admit it for fear of sounding like a masochist, but he enjoyed this sensation, as well as the pain from the small wound.
“I’m sorry, love. Did I hurt you?” Malik questioned thoughtfully, concern evident on his face. He began to softly run his fingers through his lover’s hair, as if it could somehow stop the pain created from the wound he had inflicted upon him just moments before.
“No. Quite the opposite actually,” Bakura replied almost uncharacteristically before flipping the tanned boy onto his back and successfully removing all of his clothing. He remained motionless for a moment, as his eyes traveled over the taller teen’s exquisite form before he bent down and began to such on the other teen’s hardened penis. The older teen moaned in pure pleasure causing Bakura to movsterster and such the long rod harder than before. The Egyptian’s hips buckled rapidly to the teen’s movements before he came in his mouth. Bakura swallowed the fluid in a single gulp and licked his lips.
Malik flipped the weaker teen over and kissed him gently before saying, “We’re not finished yet, Ryou-chan.” He quickly fished a bottle of strawberry flavored lube from a pocket in the tan cargo pants that were laying on the ground close-by, and applied a thick layer of it to the boy’s opening. The boy moaned in pleasure as the teen did this; feeling his erection harden further as he anticipated what would occur shortly after.
The stronger teen straddled his lover’s hips, and gently slipped his hardened member into the opening. The younger teen cried out in pleasure as Malik thrust inside of him. This caused the Egyptian to move faster, Bakura’s hips moving in sinc with his own. The tanned boy used his free hand to gently stroke the other boy’s hardened erection, causing the boy to scream in delectation. Finally, the taller boy came into the pale boy’s opening, and collapsed on top of him.
“I love you, Malik-chan. Nobody can ever stop me from loving you. Not Yuugi and his friends or even my father.” Bakura muttered softly, panting heavily. He lifted a hand to brush his lovers platinum bangs, and he kissed his lips softly.
“Don’t worry, Ryou-chan. I won’t let anyone hurt you. If Yuugi or any of his friends bother you just tell me, and I’ll make them regret it!” Malik whispered reassuringly to his lover, though there was a hint of anger in his voice. He lifted his body off of Bakura’s slowly, and placed himself beside him.
The white-haired boy snuggled into the Egyptian’s chest. “Thank you, Malik.” He muttered before falling asleep in his lovers arms.
Author’s Notes: Well, I hoped you liked that a little better, since they are actually together in this fic. I’rry rry if this fic lacks depth, or if it just seems like pointless fluff. Please give me some input in your reviews, even if you don’t have anything nice to say. Constructive criticisll bll be greatly appreciated though flames will be ignored.