Yes Master
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Yes Master
Title: Yes Master
Author: Jonouchi-Kaiba-Mokie
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Rafael/Dartz
Warnings: hot Male/Male sex
Disclaimer: YGO does not belong to me
Author's Note: This is for MarikIshtar77 who requested it. It's the sequel to Rainy Days but you don't have to have read that one to understand it. Although I don't mind if you do! It's in my profile.
“Master Dartz? You called me?”
“Yes,” Dartz seethed as he moved from the finely carved desk that set in his bedchambers. “It’s been awfully quiet here.”
“Yes Master, Amelda and Varon are preoccupied elsewhere.”
“Good,” Dartz nodded his head as he casually swaggered over towards Rafael. “I have a problem only you can take care of,” Dartz whispered as he brushed his fingers against Rafael’s well-toned muscles. Softly his hand reached up to stroke Rafael’s face as he brought the man’s eyes towards him.
“A problem, master?” Rafael asked as he felt Dartz’s hand move down, running across his arms.
“Yes,” Dartz grabbed Rafael’s arm and pulled him down into the bed. Softly he pulled at Rafael’s shirt, dumping it down onto the ground and grabbing the book Rafael had carried it in and dropped it on the floor beside the shirt.
His hands trailed over the plane of muscled flesh, stroking each part again and again. Slowly he stood up and dumped his robes gracefully to the ground.
Rafael laid there, his eyes tracing each and every curve as Dartz turned back towards him, slowly walking to the bed.
Rafael reached out and grabbed Dartz’s hips before bringing him closer. He pulled him close and laid him down on the bed before moving to straddle him.
“You’re beautiful,” Rafael whispered as he brushed away the blue hair the framed his face, his other hand reaching down to grab Dartz’s hard manhood.
He stroked it, running his rough hands over the smooth flesh as he swiped away the precum beading from the tip with his thumb.
He cupped Dartz’s cheek and leaned forward, crushing their lips together. Dartz moaned into Rafael’s mouth as his tongue darted into Dartz’s mouth. It traced the inside of Dartz’s mouth as Rafael continued to stroke his hard member, finally letting him explode into his hand.
As this happened Rafael got back to his feet and silently walked out of the room.
Dartz lay there panting as he heard the door shut as Rafael left. That was the way it always worked, he was hard, Rafael helped, and then he left.
Dartz pushed himself up from the blankets that were covered in his cum.
Slowly he hoisted himself up off the bed and retreated to the bathroom.
“Rafael, I need your help,” Rafael raised an eyebrow as Dartz crossed over towards him. He was wrapped in a silk negligee underneath an exotic looking robe of the same silk. His attire showed off his long, lean legs as he padded over to Rafael.
The existence of cross-dressing even passing Dartz’s thoughts was news to Rafael.
There was a sudden cough as Amelda stared at Dartz as Varon nibbled on his neck.
Rafael felt all his blood rush south as he took Dartz’s hand and dragged him towards his own chambers.
“What was that?” Amelda looked shocked as he stared at the direction his comrade had gone.
Varon removed himself from Amelda’s neck as he blinked his eyes, confused. “Huh? Did I miss something?”
Rafael ripped the expensive fabric from Dartz’s body as he leaned forward and began to suck and nibble at his neck. Dartz’s hands went up around Rafael’s shoulders, glad that he still didn’t have his shirt on as his hands retreated towards Rafael’s pants. He undid the belt and unbuttoned them,
Rafael pulled the pants from his body and quickly ripped off the boxers. He kissed Dartz’s chest, causing him to moan loudly as he nipped his way down his flat chest.
Rafael took one of Dartz’s sensitive nipples between his lips, and stroked it with his tongue, feeling it harden in his mouth as he switched to the other, letting Dartz lay there gasping.
He moved his way down towards Dartz’s flat stomach as he reached out and took a hold of Dartz’s hardened cock. He kneaded it gently with his fingers as he felt the swelled hot flesh.
His tongue darted into Dartz’s naval, tracing slowly around it as he moved his hands over the hot flesh. Dartz ejected his seed with a scream as he collapsed into the thick blankets. He thought this meant it was over but he couldn’t have been more wrong as Rafael leaned forward and used his knee to nudge Dartz’s legs apart.
“Take me,” Dartz whispered as he pulled Rafael up to meet his face again.
“Yes Master Dartz,” Rafael whispered in such passion as he inserted one finger and moved it around, stroking the inner walls of his entrance.
Slowly he inserted the next, stretching his entrance wide so that he could slide the third finger in easily. He stretched Dartz’s opening wide as he stroked his own shaft, smearing Dartz’s cum over his skin.
He pulled his fingers from Dartz’s body and Dartz groaned at the absence until he sheathed himself in Dartz’s body. Slowly he began moving, thrusting in and out of Dartz’s body.
Dartz gasped every time Rafael charged in again, hit his center again and again. He clutched tightly to the blankets as Rafael continued, causing him to scream.
Rafael thrusted into Dartz’s smaller body again and again until finally he exploded into his prone body.
Dartz gave a final yell as Rafael slowly pulled out of his body and Dartz clutched to his shoulders. He was panting as he clutched onto Rafael’s strong body.
“It was the cross-dressing, wasn’t it,” Dartz panted out once he got his breath back.
“Actually, no, it was the silk.”
Author: Jonouchi-Kaiba-Mokie
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: Rafael/Dartz
Warnings: hot Male/Male sex
Disclaimer: YGO does not belong to me
Author's Note: This is for MarikIshtar77 who requested it. It's the sequel to Rainy Days but you don't have to have read that one to understand it. Although I don't mind if you do! It's in my profile.
“Master Dartz? You called me?”
“Yes,” Dartz seethed as he moved from the finely carved desk that set in his bedchambers. “It’s been awfully quiet here.”
“Yes Master, Amelda and Varon are preoccupied elsewhere.”
“Good,” Dartz nodded his head as he casually swaggered over towards Rafael. “I have a problem only you can take care of,” Dartz whispered as he brushed his fingers against Rafael’s well-toned muscles. Softly his hand reached up to stroke Rafael’s face as he brought the man’s eyes towards him.
“A problem, master?” Rafael asked as he felt Dartz’s hand move down, running across his arms.
“Yes,” Dartz grabbed Rafael’s arm and pulled him down into the bed. Softly he pulled at Rafael’s shirt, dumping it down onto the ground and grabbing the book Rafael had carried it in and dropped it on the floor beside the shirt.
His hands trailed over the plane of muscled flesh, stroking each part again and again. Slowly he stood up and dumped his robes gracefully to the ground.
Rafael laid there, his eyes tracing each and every curve as Dartz turned back towards him, slowly walking to the bed.
Rafael reached out and grabbed Dartz’s hips before bringing him closer. He pulled him close and laid him down on the bed before moving to straddle him.
“You’re beautiful,” Rafael whispered as he brushed away the blue hair the framed his face, his other hand reaching down to grab Dartz’s hard manhood.
He stroked it, running his rough hands over the smooth flesh as he swiped away the precum beading from the tip with his thumb.
He cupped Dartz’s cheek and leaned forward, crushing their lips together. Dartz moaned into Rafael’s mouth as his tongue darted into Dartz’s mouth. It traced the inside of Dartz’s mouth as Rafael continued to stroke his hard member, finally letting him explode into his hand.
As this happened Rafael got back to his feet and silently walked out of the room.
Dartz lay there panting as he heard the door shut as Rafael left. That was the way it always worked, he was hard, Rafael helped, and then he left.
Dartz pushed himself up from the blankets that were covered in his cum.
Slowly he hoisted himself up off the bed and retreated to the bathroom.
“Rafael, I need your help,” Rafael raised an eyebrow as Dartz crossed over towards him. He was wrapped in a silk negligee underneath an exotic looking robe of the same silk. His attire showed off his long, lean legs as he padded over to Rafael.
The existence of cross-dressing even passing Dartz’s thoughts was news to Rafael.
There was a sudden cough as Amelda stared at Dartz as Varon nibbled on his neck.
Rafael felt all his blood rush south as he took Dartz’s hand and dragged him towards his own chambers.
“What was that?” Amelda looked shocked as he stared at the direction his comrade had gone.
Varon removed himself from Amelda’s neck as he blinked his eyes, confused. “Huh? Did I miss something?”
Rafael ripped the expensive fabric from Dartz’s body as he leaned forward and began to suck and nibble at his neck. Dartz’s hands went up around Rafael’s shoulders, glad that he still didn’t have his shirt on as his hands retreated towards Rafael’s pants. He undid the belt and unbuttoned them,
Rafael pulled the pants from his body and quickly ripped off the boxers. He kissed Dartz’s chest, causing him to moan loudly as he nipped his way down his flat chest.
Rafael took one of Dartz’s sensitive nipples between his lips, and stroked it with his tongue, feeling it harden in his mouth as he switched to the other, letting Dartz lay there gasping.
He moved his way down towards Dartz’s flat stomach as he reached out and took a hold of Dartz’s hardened cock. He kneaded it gently with his fingers as he felt the swelled hot flesh.
His tongue darted into Dartz’s naval, tracing slowly around it as he moved his hands over the hot flesh. Dartz ejected his seed with a scream as he collapsed into the thick blankets. He thought this meant it was over but he couldn’t have been more wrong as Rafael leaned forward and used his knee to nudge Dartz’s legs apart.
“Take me,” Dartz whispered as he pulled Rafael up to meet his face again.
“Yes Master Dartz,” Rafael whispered in such passion as he inserted one finger and moved it around, stroking the inner walls of his entrance.
Slowly he inserted the next, stretching his entrance wide so that he could slide the third finger in easily. He stretched Dartz’s opening wide as he stroked his own shaft, smearing Dartz’s cum over his skin.
He pulled his fingers from Dartz’s body and Dartz groaned at the absence until he sheathed himself in Dartz’s body. Slowly he began moving, thrusting in and out of Dartz’s body.
Dartz gasped every time Rafael charged in again, hit his center again and again. He clutched tightly to the blankets as Rafael continued, causing him to scream.
Rafael thrusted into Dartz’s smaller body again and again until finally he exploded into his prone body.
Dartz gave a final yell as Rafael slowly pulled out of his body and Dartz clutched to his shoulders. He was panting as he clutched onto Rafael’s strong body.
“It was the cross-dressing, wasn’t it,” Dartz panted out once he got his breath back.
“Actually, no, it was the silk.”