Cards of Fate
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
3
Views:
5,412
Reviews:
37
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Cards of Fate
~Cards of Fate~
a Yugioh - Yami/Yugi story
By Meishie Laracott
rated R (?)
Summary: Inspired by many FF.Net Anthy and Anshi stories - bless their souls, they write damn good fiction!
When Yugi's mom Yui Motou returns home, can Yami save Yugi from his mother's sick abusive ways ... and from his own past?
WARNING: a bit of the bondage in one part, maybe more, plus the brandishing of a naughty item. Oh, and M/M. Yugi/Yami. But that's a bit later. :D
Please review!
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Ever since that day, Yugi Motou has despised mail. Not because his Yami had the habit of tackling him to the ground and grabbing the stack of mail before him - although that did hurt a bit. It wasn't because whenever Yugi got a letter from Isis or Anzu when Jounouchi was around, Jou-chan would steal it and wave it around Yugi's head mockingly. No, it wasn't about that at all.
It was that one letter that changed it all.
"My dear Yugi-chan,
It's been so long since I last saw you. I believe it has been at least two or three years since your father died. I remember leaving a week after his funeral, and leaving you in the care of your beloved Grandfather, bless his soul. I knew that as affected with grief as I was, I could not handle the responsibility of your growing self, so you were given a new guardian.
But, my dear Yugi-chan, let's not dwell on the sad points! I still remember you coming home from school, telling me about all your new friends - oh, so many memories we shared! And I'll be making many more with you soon, as I'm coming to Domino City very, very soon! I'd tell your Grandpa, but he forgets anything he reads in my letters (and never calls, that is a very bad habit), so tell him for me. I expect to be there by next Sunday. Can't wait to see you, my dear Yugi-chan!
Your mother,
Yui Saotome Motou"
****************
Yami's reddish-magenta eyes scanned over the wrinkled letter, then at 'Yugi-chan' huddled in a corner of his room.
"So, this 'Yui'," said Yami, "is your mother. And she's coming back ... I take it from your reaction that's bad?"
Yugi nodded, tears spilling uncontrolled from his soft purple eyes and wetting his school uniform, which he had not bothered to change out of.
Yami carelessly tossed the letter on Yugi's bed, and flopped down with a sigh. "What did she do?" The flaf paf pain in Yugi's eyes silenced any chance of Yami getting an answer.
Yami began to walk out, but lingered by the doorway. "When you are ready," he said, his voice betraying not a single emotion, "I'll be in the kitchen.
"It's Thursday - you know that, right? You have today and Friday and Saturday to tell me. But if were you, I'd tell me soon. Yamis' are not blessed with as much patience as regular humans."
Yami left Yugi to wallow in his memories.
***********
"Mama! Where are you?" A six year old Yugi wandered throughout his house, calling out "Mama!" repeatedly.
The young Yugi slid back the door to Yui's bedroom. Yugi's eyes widened in horror, his purple disks meant for eyes seeming to crack.
Yui looked up. She was on her bed, leaned over the uncounscious/sleeping form of a young 12-year-old with sandy blonde hair and clad in nothing but a pair of black socks and a dog collar, and she herself was buck naked and holding a small black leather whip. If the teenage boy had been on his back, Yugi would had seen welts where the whip had met its target.
Yui looked at Yugi, and she smiled sweetly. "Oh, my dear Yugi-chan!" called Yui, "What-ev-er are you doing over t?" ?" Her smile widened, and her eyes seemed to deepen in their radiant blueness, framed by a head of long firey red hair. "When you should be over here." Yui's hand beckoned the frightened Yugi to her side, and he heeded its call.
Yugi was only wearing a pair of black pjs. Yui looked at them and made a 'tsk-tsk' sound.
Yui's eyes suddenly sharpened. "You've been a bad boy, my dear Yugi-chan," she hissed, "And bad boys need to be punished."
Yugi's pajama top was torn off and he was thrown onto the bed like a ragdoll next to the other boy. Yugi tried to escape, but Yui grabbed some bondage from under the bed and tied his hands together over his head, then tied together his feet, and sealed off his mouth with a single long strip tied around his lips.
Yui then proceeded to stradle her helpess son. She leaned in towards Yugi's face, her round breasts pressed up against Yugi's chest. "Punishment will be most severe," she whispered, then unstradled Yugi and ripped off his pajama bottom. Yui turned Yugi around so that his ass pointed up.
The woman walked over to a CD player/radio sitting on top of a dresser, and pressed play. Music began streaming out immediately.
"I'm a gigolo
Always on the go
Everytime I turn around,
I got another show
Need a club with about 3 in a row
Jump in the six 'cause I love these --"
Yui then walked over to her wardrobe, and pulled out a cardboard box. She set it on the ground ceremoniously, then unceremoniously knocked off the lid.
Yugi's eyes widened to their full extent as Yui took out a certain phallic item from the box.
His mother looked at him, examining his body. She waved the fake dildo in Yugi's direction. "Shall it be the 10-inch this time?"
Yui looked down into the box, then wickedly grinned, and pulled out an even larger on.
Yugi could not control the violent shaking of his body frame, or the hot tears splashing onto the bondage controlling his mouth, restraining his cries.
"Or shall it be the 14-inch?"
**************
Yugi woke up screaming, having fallen asleep crying in his little corner. His clothes were soaked with tears and sweat. His normal red-black-and-blonde hair was plastered to his scalp.
Yugi crawled to his bed, climbed on top of the blankets, and collapsed against the frame. "Yami... " he sobbed and buried his face in his pillow, his body quivering violently as he cried.
************
BTW, that song is Nick Cannon/R. Kelly's "Gigolo"
Meishie: Review plz! ;D
a Yugioh - Yami/Yugi story
By Meishie Laracott
rated R (?)
Summary: Inspired by many FF.Net Anthy and Anshi stories - bless their souls, they write damn good fiction!
When Yugi's mom Yui Motou returns home, can Yami save Yugi from his mother's sick abusive ways ... and from his own past?
WARNING: a bit of the bondage in one part, maybe more, plus the brandishing of a naughty item. Oh, and M/M. Yugi/Yami. But that's a bit later. :D
Please review!
~~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~^.^~~
Ever since that day, Yugi Motou has despised mail. Not because his Yami had the habit of tackling him to the ground and grabbing the stack of mail before him - although that did hurt a bit. It wasn't because whenever Yugi got a letter from Isis or Anzu when Jounouchi was around, Jou-chan would steal it and wave it around Yugi's head mockingly. No, it wasn't about that at all.
It was that one letter that changed it all.
"My dear Yugi-chan,
It's been so long since I last saw you. I believe it has been at least two or three years since your father died. I remember leaving a week after his funeral, and leaving you in the care of your beloved Grandfather, bless his soul. I knew that as affected with grief as I was, I could not handle the responsibility of your growing self, so you were given a new guardian.
But, my dear Yugi-chan, let's not dwell on the sad points! I still remember you coming home from school, telling me about all your new friends - oh, so many memories we shared! And I'll be making many more with you soon, as I'm coming to Domino City very, very soon! I'd tell your Grandpa, but he forgets anything he reads in my letters (and never calls, that is a very bad habit), so tell him for me. I expect to be there by next Sunday. Can't wait to see you, my dear Yugi-chan!
Your mother,
Yui Saotome Motou"
****************
Yami's reddish-magenta eyes scanned over the wrinkled letter, then at 'Yugi-chan' huddled in a corner of his room.
"So, this 'Yui'," said Yami, "is your mother. And she's coming back ... I take it from your reaction that's bad?"
Yugi nodded, tears spilling uncontrolled from his soft purple eyes and wetting his school uniform, which he had not bothered to change out of.
Yami carelessly tossed the letter on Yugi's bed, and flopped down with a sigh. "What did she do?" The flaf paf pain in Yugi's eyes silenced any chance of Yami getting an answer.
Yami began to walk out, but lingered by the doorway. "When you are ready," he said, his voice betraying not a single emotion, "I'll be in the kitchen.
"It's Thursday - you know that, right? You have today and Friday and Saturday to tell me. But if were you, I'd tell me soon. Yamis' are not blessed with as much patience as regular humans."
Yami left Yugi to wallow in his memories.
***********
"Mama! Where are you?" A six year old Yugi wandered throughout his house, calling out "Mama!" repeatedly.
The young Yugi slid back the door to Yui's bedroom. Yugi's eyes widened in horror, his purple disks meant for eyes seeming to crack.
Yui looked up. She was on her bed, leaned over the uncounscious/sleeping form of a young 12-year-old with sandy blonde hair and clad in nothing but a pair of black socks and a dog collar, and she herself was buck naked and holding a small black leather whip. If the teenage boy had been on his back, Yugi would had seen welts where the whip had met its target.
Yui looked at Yugi, and she smiled sweetly. "Oh, my dear Yugi-chan!" called Yui, "What-ev-er are you doing over t?" ?" Her smile widened, and her eyes seemed to deepen in their radiant blueness, framed by a head of long firey red hair. "When you should be over here." Yui's hand beckoned the frightened Yugi to her side, and he heeded its call.
Yugi was only wearing a pair of black pjs. Yui looked at them and made a 'tsk-tsk' sound.
Yui's eyes suddenly sharpened. "You've been a bad boy, my dear Yugi-chan," she hissed, "And bad boys need to be punished."
Yugi's pajama top was torn off and he was thrown onto the bed like a ragdoll next to the other boy. Yugi tried to escape, but Yui grabbed some bondage from under the bed and tied his hands together over his head, then tied together his feet, and sealed off his mouth with a single long strip tied around his lips.
Yui then proceeded to stradle her helpess son. She leaned in towards Yugi's face, her round breasts pressed up against Yugi's chest. "Punishment will be most severe," she whispered, then unstradled Yugi and ripped off his pajama bottom. Yui turned Yugi around so that his ass pointed up.
The woman walked over to a CD player/radio sitting on top of a dresser, and pressed play. Music began streaming out immediately.
"I'm a gigolo
Always on the go
Everytime I turn around,
I got another show
Need a club with about 3 in a row
Jump in the six 'cause I love these --"
Yui then walked over to her wardrobe, and pulled out a cardboard box. She set it on the ground ceremoniously, then unceremoniously knocked off the lid.
Yugi's eyes widened to their full extent as Yui took out a certain phallic item from the box.
His mother looked at him, examining his body. She waved the fake dildo in Yugi's direction. "Shall it be the 10-inch this time?"
Yui looked down into the box, then wickedly grinned, and pulled out an even larger on.
Yugi could not control the violent shaking of his body frame, or the hot tears splashing onto the bondage controlling his mouth, restraining his cries.
"Or shall it be the 14-inch?"
**************
Yugi woke up screaming, having fallen asleep crying in his little corner. His clothes were soaked with tears and sweat. His normal red-black-and-blonde hair was plastered to his scalp.
Yugi crawled to his bed, climbed on top of the blankets, and collapsed against the frame. "Yami... " he sobbed and buried his face in his pillow, his body quivering violently as he cried.
************
BTW, that song is Nick Cannon/R. Kelly's "Gigolo"
Meishie: Review plz! ;D