Chocolate

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**YAOI ALERT. THIS IS A YAOI FIC. IF YOU DON'T KNOW WHAT YAOI IS, CHANCES ARE YOU'RE NOT COMFORTABLE WITH IT. SO GO LEARN OR TAKE YOUR CHANCES.**

Ryou Bakura was in the kitchen, lazily eating a chocolate bar and watching the wall-mounted television. Dressed in nothing but a loose, old, cotton T-shirt hanging unevenly on his shoulders, the boy was looking entirely too sexually provocative. To his lusty yami, of course. The lights in the kitchen abruptly went out. Ryou snapped his head up, alert. He stood up, his eyes sweeping the room. Suddenly, he was caught from behind and whirled against the wall. He found his yami's desperate lips crushed firmly against his own. Cinnamon eyes darted around wildly, wondering what the hell was going on, and closed as Ryou let a small, pleasured moan escape his throat as a curious tongue poked into his mouth. The yami, detecting an unfamiliar, sweet taste in his lover's mouth, pulled away, confused, and turned toward the counter. He saw the chocolate bar, and smirked. Bakura took the chocolate bar, a plastic bowl, and 3 more Hershey's (*is not owning anything*) out of the pantry. After breaking up the chocolates into little bits in the bowl, Bakura threw the bowl in the microwave and set it for seven minutes. Immediately after, Bakura was surprised by his little light jumping on him and curling his leg's around his yami's waist, grasping his shoulders and hair, kissing Bakura ferociously. This time, it was Bakura whose eyes were darting around, and closing, embracing his hikari's actions.

"Oh, God, Bakura, I love you," Ryou whispered lustfully into Bakura's ear.

"I love you too," Bakura gasped, astonished at and loving his other half's words.

Finally, the microwave timer beeped, and Bakura popped open the door, grabbing the bowl. He rushed into the basement guest room, leaving the bowl on an end table near the bed.Catching his lover off guard, Bakura grabbed him and carried his downstairs. Bakura threw Ryou on the bed, and tore off both of their shirts. Bakura lit five candles, and turned off the light.He jumped on top of Ryou, who squeaked involuntarily, and blushed slightly when his dark side tugged his pants down, along with his boxers. Bakura kicked off his own trousers all too quickly. Bakura flipped Ryou over with one hand, while sliding three fingers of the other hand into the bowl of melted chocolate on the bedside table. Ryou let a loud, lustful groan out when Bakura slipped one finger into his body. He added a second finger, and scissored them, making the light's pleasure enhanced with slight pain. Soon after, he entered a third finger into Ryou's passage, and Bakura stretched them, intensely enjoying his tenshi's moans, which were saturated with exquisite pleasure. Letting a mischievious smile onto his face, Bakura scooped out a handful of chocolate and slathered it liberally onto his straining manhood. He carefully positioned himself at his hikari's entrance. Slowly, gently, he pushed into Ryou, who let out a pained, pleasured cry. Ryou arched his back, and bakura was fully sheathed inside of his Light, his Hikari, his reason to live. Gradually, he pulled himself out again, before pushing back in. Bakura listened with an unbelievable delight to the smaller boy's moans of great desire for more, more. The Dark happily complied, increasing the speed and force of his thrusts.

"AAAHH! OH, GOD, OH GOD, OH GOD!! BAKURA!!! MORE! I NEED MORE!!"

"As you wish..." Bakura growled into Ryou's ear, and starting slamming his hips into Ryou's, tearing more screams of passion from the boy. Bakura pulled out of Ryou briefly, and angled his quivering member at Ryou's entrance, only to slam into his light again, but this time, the cries were so much louder, and Bakura knew he had hit the spot, literally. The miniscule cluster of nerves inside Ryou's body, when touched, augmented his pleasure at an amazing measure. Bakura kept hitting that one spot, deep in Ryou's body, until he was on the brink of climaxing forcefully. But he held it in, waiting, impatiently, for Ryou to cum first. After only seconds' worth of thrusts from Bakura, Ryou climaxed dynamically, splattering his essence all over his and Bakura's stomachs and chests. Groaning, Bakura came as well, and collapsed over Ryou. They lay there, motionless, for over ten minutes. Ryou finally squirmed out from under the spirit, and Bakura got up as well.

"Come on, koi. You need a shower," Bakura said softly. "We both do," he laughed.

Ryou gave Bakura a look of absolute love, devotion, and trust to his lover. Bakura's heart melted under that shining gaze, and he caught his gentle hikari when he fainted, exhausted from their sex. Bakura carried Ryou upstairs, and into the shower. He turned the water on warm, and rinsed himself off, and washed, using body wash and a washcloth.

Ryou finally roused, and found his naked yami washing himself off. He fought to keep his arousal down, and weakly offered, "Wash your back?"

"Ryou, koi! You're awake! Oh, yes, sure, you could wash my back," Bakura said, his words making him blush. Ryou let a tender smile grace his soft lips. For the second time that night, Bakura wondered how he ever could have lived without his beautiful hikari.

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O.o I really didn't mean for the story to end like that... Although I didn't know how I was going to end it anyway...O.o Whatever.

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