Rainy Days
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Rainy Days
Title: Rainy Days
Author: Jonouchi-Kaiba-Mokie
Pairings: Amelda/Varon, mention of Jou/Varon and Dartz/Rafael
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi Lemon! Hot M/M sex
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh does not belong to me.
Author's note: Okay, writting lemons again. Yes I will get an update on Lover of Shadows and Black-Winged but I forgot the disk with them on at home and I decided I'll finish on some of my one-shots. Okay, there will be three more sometime. I'll be doing a Honda/Otogi one, a Jou/Varon one, and one that is actually three parts. First part is Seto/Jou, second is Varon/Amelda, third is Seto/Jou/Varon/Amelda. Anyways, enjoy! This one is more like Deal with the Devil than some of my others, it's hot lemon with humor, I hope. That was my intent
Rafael was sick of it. The arguing, the bickering, he had to do something about Amelda and Varon before they drove him insane. That was why he had been forced to connive this insane plan. Now all he had to do was find someplace that would serve his plan.
He knew he had found it the second he stepped into the creaky tool shed. It was dingy and the ground was soft beneath his feet. Surely they would hate him afterwards but this was just something that had to be done. There was no getting around it.
Rafael snarled as he heard the yelling from down the hall and he knew it was time to put his plan in order. If he didn’t do it now, it would never be done.
They didn’t have time to adjust as Rafael grabbed each of them by the shirt collar. He stormed out into the pouring rain and shoved them into the tight fitting tool shed, shutting the door and efficiently locking it with a large board.
It took each of them about a minute to recover before Varon was on his feet, kicking at the door. “What is he doing?”
Amelda just raised an eyebrow and eyed his new roommate skeptically while hoping that Rafael’s lapse of sanity was only temporary and that he would be back to let them out at any minute. However, as time continued that didn’t seem likely. Varon had eventually calmed down and was sitting on the ground in front of Amelda. A cocky grin splattered over his features as he slowly crawled toward the red head.
“Well, mate, looks like we’re stuck together.”
“Yes,” Amelda nodded as he felt his already tight pants tightening. If Varon didn’t stop crawling his way, his ass swaying in the air Amelda was sure he would not be walking out without a limp.
“So what’cha gonna do about it,” Varon said as he reached Amelda. This would be the perfect time to carry out his fantasies and he’d be damned if he didn’t do it right.
“We’ll sit here and wait for Rafael to return to his sanity,” Amelda explained, trying very hard to keep his voice level. However, that didn’t seem to be working as Varon placed his hands on Amelda’s hips and dug his face into his crotch.
Amelda leaned back and dug his fingers into the soft dirt as he felt Varon nuzzling his cock through the fabric of his pants. He felt a groan escape unbidden through his lips as Varon reached up and unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper slowly down as he held it between his teeth. Never before had he felt like this as he spread his legs to give Varon easy access.
Slowly Varon’s hands slid over his hips and moved around the waist band of the pants, slithering them down Amelda’s hips. Amelda used his arms and pushed himself up, allowing Varon to remove the pants which were followed by the boxers.
Amelda lay there panting as Varon stood over him, still fully clothed. His precum dripped off the tip of his cock, mixing with the dirt below him as Varon descended on his body once more.
Slowly he took the hard member in his mouth, relishing in the smoothness of it. He stroked it with his tongue, taking as much as he could into his mouth a sliding across it.
Amelda arched and thrusted into Varon’s mouth, causing the other to gag slightly from the pressure in the back of his throat. Slowly he pulled away, Amelda’s seed shooting into his mouth just as he pulled away, the sticky liquid dripping down from the corner of his mouth.
Without warning Amelda quickly snagged Varon’s wrists and push him down to the ground, leaning forward and bruising his lips with kisses. He could taste his release on Varon’s lips and that only excited him further, turning him hard once more.
The goggles atop Varon’s head were the first to go as he began to rid the other of his clothing. It was followed by Varon’s shirt as he fought with it, finally managing to free it from the younger man’s body and the rest of the clothes joined just as quickly.
Varon breathed hard as he stared up at Amelda, their eyes meeting and the passion shone brightly through them. Not a word needed to be said for they knew they both wanted this so badly.
As Amelda leaned down Varon tugged at the shirt, hard, finally after quite a bit of a struggle he managed to free his soon to be love from its confinement. He threw it over his shoulder after frowning at the flimsy, stretchy fabric for a moment.
The frown disappeared from Varon’s face in a moment as Amelda ran his hands through his large head of hair. “This is going to hurt,” he whispered as his hands were lost in the sea of soft brown.
“I’m ready, mate.”
An insecure smile twitched over Amelda’s lips as he removed one hand and sucked on the fingers lightly before spreading Varon’s legs wide and feeling around till he found he was looking for. The first finger went in slowly. He stroked the inside of Varon’s passage with his finger, twisting it every which way, bending the knuckle and finally poking in as far as it would go, causing Varon to buck beneath him. He saw Varon wince slightly and prepared to pull his finger out before Varon’s voice stopped him.
“Don’t even think you’re getting out of this without screwing me. You’re dead wrong.”
“Alright,” Amelda whispered as he inserted another finger and began pulling his fingers apart, stretching Varon’s entrance.
“You’ve been taken before?” Amelda looked down shocked, as he realized Varon’s entrance wasn’t near as tight as a virgin’s.
“Yeah, that blond, boy did he ride me good,” Varon hissed as Amelda softly stroked his engorged rod. The third finger went in quickly.
Just as fast Amelda positioned his own mud covered cock and drove hard into Varon’s body. All the while he stroked Varon’s member as they lay there in the dirt for a while before Amelda began moving.
The thrusts came quickly, not wanting to waste any time. Amelda thrusted hard into Varon’s body, each time causing Varon’s vision to blur from sheer pleasure. He was glad to hear the brunet scream his name as he pulled nearly all the way out before charging in once again.
The friction of their bodies caused an incredible amount of heat as Amelda charged into his body, time after time, finally stopping with a final thrust as he exploded inside Varon’s body and slowly removed himself.
He rolled over, his hand and their bodies covered with Varon’s release as he lay down exhausted. He silently pulled his coat over them as Varon huddled close to him, bringing their dirt covered bodies into contact once more as he dozed off with the sound of the falling rain.
Rafael stretched as the sun came out once more. He had actually been able to finish reading his book, thanks to the blessed silence. Silently he wondered how Amelda and Varon had managed, but no, he wasn’t going to let them out, not quite yet. Master Dartz still required his attention.
Author: Jonouchi-Kaiba-Mokie
Pairings: Amelda/Varon, mention of Jou/Varon and Dartz/Rafael
Rating: NC-17
Warnings: Yaoi Lemon! Hot M/M sex
Disclaimer: Yu-Gi-Oh does not belong to me.
Author's note: Okay, writting lemons again. Yes I will get an update on Lover of Shadows and Black-Winged but I forgot the disk with them on at home and I decided I'll finish on some of my one-shots. Okay, there will be three more sometime. I'll be doing a Honda/Otogi one, a Jou/Varon one, and one that is actually three parts. First part is Seto/Jou, second is Varon/Amelda, third is Seto/Jou/Varon/Amelda. Anyways, enjoy! This one is more like Deal with the Devil than some of my others, it's hot lemon with humor, I hope. That was my intent
Rafael was sick of it. The arguing, the bickering, he had to do something about Amelda and Varon before they drove him insane. That was why he had been forced to connive this insane plan. Now all he had to do was find someplace that would serve his plan.
He knew he had found it the second he stepped into the creaky tool shed. It was dingy and the ground was soft beneath his feet. Surely they would hate him afterwards but this was just something that had to be done. There was no getting around it.
Rafael snarled as he heard the yelling from down the hall and he knew it was time to put his plan in order. If he didn’t do it now, it would never be done.
They didn’t have time to adjust as Rafael grabbed each of them by the shirt collar. He stormed out into the pouring rain and shoved them into the tight fitting tool shed, shutting the door and efficiently locking it with a large board.
It took each of them about a minute to recover before Varon was on his feet, kicking at the door. “What is he doing?”
Amelda just raised an eyebrow and eyed his new roommate skeptically while hoping that Rafael’s lapse of sanity was only temporary and that he would be back to let them out at any minute. However, as time continued that didn’t seem likely. Varon had eventually calmed down and was sitting on the ground in front of Amelda. A cocky grin splattered over his features as he slowly crawled toward the red head.
“Well, mate, looks like we’re stuck together.”
“Yes,” Amelda nodded as he felt his already tight pants tightening. If Varon didn’t stop crawling his way, his ass swaying in the air Amelda was sure he would not be walking out without a limp.
“So what’cha gonna do about it,” Varon said as he reached Amelda. This would be the perfect time to carry out his fantasies and he’d be damned if he didn’t do it right.
“We’ll sit here and wait for Rafael to return to his sanity,” Amelda explained, trying very hard to keep his voice level. However, that didn’t seem to be working as Varon placed his hands on Amelda’s hips and dug his face into his crotch.
Amelda leaned back and dug his fingers into the soft dirt as he felt Varon nuzzling his cock through the fabric of his pants. He felt a groan escape unbidden through his lips as Varon reached up and unbuttoned his pants, pulling the zipper slowly down as he held it between his teeth. Never before had he felt like this as he spread his legs to give Varon easy access.
Slowly Varon’s hands slid over his hips and moved around the waist band of the pants, slithering them down Amelda’s hips. Amelda used his arms and pushed himself up, allowing Varon to remove the pants which were followed by the boxers.
Amelda lay there panting as Varon stood over him, still fully clothed. His precum dripped off the tip of his cock, mixing with the dirt below him as Varon descended on his body once more.
Slowly he took the hard member in his mouth, relishing in the smoothness of it. He stroked it with his tongue, taking as much as he could into his mouth a sliding across it.
Amelda arched and thrusted into Varon’s mouth, causing the other to gag slightly from the pressure in the back of his throat. Slowly he pulled away, Amelda’s seed shooting into his mouth just as he pulled away, the sticky liquid dripping down from the corner of his mouth.
Without warning Amelda quickly snagged Varon’s wrists and push him down to the ground, leaning forward and bruising his lips with kisses. He could taste his release on Varon’s lips and that only excited him further, turning him hard once more.
The goggles atop Varon’s head were the first to go as he began to rid the other of his clothing. It was followed by Varon’s shirt as he fought with it, finally managing to free it from the younger man’s body and the rest of the clothes joined just as quickly.
Varon breathed hard as he stared up at Amelda, their eyes meeting and the passion shone brightly through them. Not a word needed to be said for they knew they both wanted this so badly.
As Amelda leaned down Varon tugged at the shirt, hard, finally after quite a bit of a struggle he managed to free his soon to be love from its confinement. He threw it over his shoulder after frowning at the flimsy, stretchy fabric for a moment.
The frown disappeared from Varon’s face in a moment as Amelda ran his hands through his large head of hair. “This is going to hurt,” he whispered as his hands were lost in the sea of soft brown.
“I’m ready, mate.”
An insecure smile twitched over Amelda’s lips as he removed one hand and sucked on the fingers lightly before spreading Varon’s legs wide and feeling around till he found he was looking for. The first finger went in slowly. He stroked the inside of Varon’s passage with his finger, twisting it every which way, bending the knuckle and finally poking in as far as it would go, causing Varon to buck beneath him. He saw Varon wince slightly and prepared to pull his finger out before Varon’s voice stopped him.
“Don’t even think you’re getting out of this without screwing me. You’re dead wrong.”
“Alright,” Amelda whispered as he inserted another finger and began pulling his fingers apart, stretching Varon’s entrance.
“You’ve been taken before?” Amelda looked down shocked, as he realized Varon’s entrance wasn’t near as tight as a virgin’s.
“Yeah, that blond, boy did he ride me good,” Varon hissed as Amelda softly stroked his engorged rod. The third finger went in quickly.
Just as fast Amelda positioned his own mud covered cock and drove hard into Varon’s body. All the while he stroked Varon’s member as they lay there in the dirt for a while before Amelda began moving.
The thrusts came quickly, not wanting to waste any time. Amelda thrusted hard into Varon’s body, each time causing Varon’s vision to blur from sheer pleasure. He was glad to hear the brunet scream his name as he pulled nearly all the way out before charging in once again.
The friction of their bodies caused an incredible amount of heat as Amelda charged into his body, time after time, finally stopping with a final thrust as he exploded inside Varon’s body and slowly removed himself.
He rolled over, his hand and their bodies covered with Varon’s release as he lay down exhausted. He silently pulled his coat over them as Varon huddled close to him, bringing their dirt covered bodies into contact once more as he dozed off with the sound of the falling rain.
Rafael stretched as the sun came out once more. He had actually been able to finish reading his book, thanks to the blessed silence. Silently he wondered how Amelda and Varon had managed, but no, he wasn’t going to let them out, not quite yet. Master Dartz still required his attention.