Peaches & Cream
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
1
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2,469
Reviews:
21
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Needing Extra Credit
PEACHES & CREAM.
16. The Classroom, or, "Teacher Hit Me with a Ruler."
Erm. I have no idea what I am doing with this. R+R.
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Ryou sighed deeply, shuffling his feet along the floor as he made his way to the chemistry room. He was going in to get some extra chemistry help from his disturbingly eerie (but oh-so-fucking gorgeous) teacher (and the department head of the science division,) Bakura-Sensei. The infamous teacher had a reputation for scaring his students shitless with his incredibly dangerous chemistry experiments, most of them involving high flammable gases, and, you guessed it, lots and lots of fire.
Now it was the last experiment that had stumped Ryou, seeing as he didn't want to burn a mouse covered in propane he had failed the experiment. And as fate would have it, this experiment was a major part of his semester grade. His failure to comply had plummeted his grade from an A to a C.
Ryou's mind rewound back to when he found out he would have to come back in after the school day had ended to get some 'extra credit'. Ryou was busy packing away dirty equipment from all the lab tables, part of his punishment for not engaging in the experiment. One of the test tubes had rolled off the lab bureau and Ryou bent down to pick it up. Unbeknownst to him was the intensely lusty stare that Bakura-Sensei was giving him from his desk.
"Goddamit," Bakura mumbled to himself, "his ass… it's like… like… a peach. Peaches are good, so soft, smooth, round and utterly delicious on the inside. Just like Ryou's ass... his beautiful beautiful ass."
Bakura continued mumbling to himself like a deluded man, failing to notice that Ryou was done with the cleaning and staring at him strangely.
"umm.. Bakura-Sensei… are you okay?" Ryou asked tentatively whilst wringing his hands together. His teacher made him incredibly nervous and he wasn't sure if it was the good kind or the bad kind.
Bakura stood up abruptly, his chair falling to the floor loudly, leaving an unnerving resonance in the air. He was a man with a mission now. The mission being fucking his beautiful student so hard he wouldn't be able to walk for weeks. He circled his prey slowly, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips. Finally, he came to a halt right behind the now trembling boy.
He leaned down and nuzzled the soft neck slowly, reveling in the light floral scent that clung to the boy like a second skin. He made his up Ryou's neck, fascinated by the way the boy's breathing would fasten. He temptingly reached Ryou's ear, blowing on it erotically before laving his tongue over the shell of his ear. Ryou's breathing immediately hitched, a small moan escaping him.
"My, my, my Ryou… I can see that you're trembling... " Bakura drawled out raunchily, before blowing over the area he had attacked with his tongue. He wrapped one arm steadily around Ryou's waist, pulling him back tightly so that Ryou could feel his turgid arousal in his pants.
"Are you cold…?" Bakura ghosted over Ryou's ear before rocking his hips back and forth slowly.
"I... I... Oh Gods…" moaned out Ryou, whose ability to speak was stolen as Bakura fastened his movements.
"Are you cold?" hissed out Bakura, before moving his free hand to the front of Ryou's pants and massaging the hidden cock he found there.
"Or..." Bakura ground out, firmly grasping Ryou's cock through his pants and moving up and down consistently.
"Ba..Ba..Bakura-Sensei… we shouldn’t… haa.. haa… be doing.. doing this" Ryou cried out helplessly, gulping in large breaths of air. He felt as if his lungs were constricting and he was definitely turned on by Bakura-Sensei's debauchery. But this was so.. so wrong! His teacher shouldn't be touching him like this, no matter how amazingly good it felt.
Bakura seemed oblivious to Ryou's well-founded concerns and went about his way molesting him, and he intended to molest him thoroughly.
"My sweet little Ryou, it seems you haven't stopped shaking… is this making you that hot, so hot you can't even calm down that tempting little body of yours, hmm?"
Bakura continued with his fondling. Never letting up the act, giving Ryou no time to collect his thoughts. Stroke after stroke followed until Ryou was nearly at the brink.
"We have yet to discuss the 'extra credit' you will need to bring up your grade from the experiment" Bakura whispered, inflicting his pleasurable torture on his innocent student.
"You'll need to come in after school, and make it up, and I assure you Ryou, this little tryst of ours here will pale in comparison" The words slithered out of Bakura's mouth headily, washing over Ryou's body like a blanket made from the finest silk, caressing him in all the right places.
Bakura fastened his grip on Ryou's cock, which was still encased in the grey slacks, with Ryou now considered a prison.
"AH! Ba-Bakura… Sensei.. I can't hold it in anymore!" Ryou gasped out, unbridled tears linings his eyes as he gave in to the most explosive orgasm he had ever had in his short 15 years.
Bakura kissed Ryou's neck before slithering away to his desk, leaving the poor boy shaking as he slid down to floor. Bakura bent down to pick up his chair, and settling down again in it comfortably, before shooting the boy a lusty look and rumbling sexily, "I'll see you at 3:30" an animalistic grin lighting up his face.
So here Ryou was, at 3:30 staring at the door meekly. His heart pounding in his chest madly, while his brain was filled with images of the event that happened earlier. His shaking hand reached out, taking the doorknob and turning it, opening the door and stepping inside.
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bwhahahasbakjhdstlfhjrkgtrgtghyjkjyuu. more chapters to come.
16. The Classroom, or, "Teacher Hit Me with a Ruler."
Erm. I have no idea what I am doing with this. R+R.
~
______________________________________________________________________
Ryou sighed deeply, shuffling his feet along the floor as he made his way to the chemistry room. He was going in to get some extra chemistry help from his disturbingly eerie (but oh-so-fucking gorgeous) teacher (and the department head of the science division,) Bakura-Sensei. The infamous teacher had a reputation for scaring his students shitless with his incredibly dangerous chemistry experiments, most of them involving high flammable gases, and, you guessed it, lots and lots of fire.
Now it was the last experiment that had stumped Ryou, seeing as he didn't want to burn a mouse covered in propane he had failed the experiment. And as fate would have it, this experiment was a major part of his semester grade. His failure to comply had plummeted his grade from an A to a C.
Ryou's mind rewound back to when he found out he would have to come back in after the school day had ended to get some 'extra credit'. Ryou was busy packing away dirty equipment from all the lab tables, part of his punishment for not engaging in the experiment. One of the test tubes had rolled off the lab bureau and Ryou bent down to pick it up. Unbeknownst to him was the intensely lusty stare that Bakura-Sensei was giving him from his desk.
"Goddamit," Bakura mumbled to himself, "his ass… it's like… like… a peach. Peaches are good, so soft, smooth, round and utterly delicious on the inside. Just like Ryou's ass... his beautiful beautiful ass."
Bakura continued mumbling to himself like a deluded man, failing to notice that Ryou was done with the cleaning and staring at him strangely.
"umm.. Bakura-Sensei… are you okay?" Ryou asked tentatively whilst wringing his hands together. His teacher made him incredibly nervous and he wasn't sure if it was the good kind or the bad kind.
Bakura stood up abruptly, his chair falling to the floor loudly, leaving an unnerving resonance in the air. He was a man with a mission now. The mission being fucking his beautiful student so hard he wouldn't be able to walk for weeks. He circled his prey slowly, a dangerous smirk playing on his lips. Finally, he came to a halt right behind the now trembling boy.
He leaned down and nuzzled the soft neck slowly, reveling in the light floral scent that clung to the boy like a second skin. He made his up Ryou's neck, fascinated by the way the boy's breathing would fasten. He temptingly reached Ryou's ear, blowing on it erotically before laving his tongue over the shell of his ear. Ryou's breathing immediately hitched, a small moan escaping him.
"My, my, my Ryou… I can see that you're trembling... " Bakura drawled out raunchily, before blowing over the area he had attacked with his tongue. He wrapped one arm steadily around Ryou's waist, pulling him back tightly so that Ryou could feel his turgid arousal in his pants.
"Are you cold…?" Bakura ghosted over Ryou's ear before rocking his hips back and forth slowly.
"I... I... Oh Gods…" moaned out Ryou, whose ability to speak was stolen as Bakura fastened his movements.
"Are you cold?" hissed out Bakura, before moving his free hand to the front of Ryou's pants and massaging the hidden cock he found there.
"Or..." Bakura ground out, firmly grasping Ryou's cock through his pants and moving up and down consistently.
"Ba..Ba..Bakura-Sensei… we shouldn’t… haa.. haa… be doing.. doing this" Ryou cried out helplessly, gulping in large breaths of air. He felt as if his lungs were constricting and he was definitely turned on by Bakura-Sensei's debauchery. But this was so.. so wrong! His teacher shouldn't be touching him like this, no matter how amazingly good it felt.
Bakura seemed oblivious to Ryou's well-founded concerns and went about his way molesting him, and he intended to molest him thoroughly.
"My sweet little Ryou, it seems you haven't stopped shaking… is this making you that hot, so hot you can't even calm down that tempting little body of yours, hmm?"
Bakura continued with his fondling. Never letting up the act, giving Ryou no time to collect his thoughts. Stroke after stroke followed until Ryou was nearly at the brink.
"We have yet to discuss the 'extra credit' you will need to bring up your grade from the experiment" Bakura whispered, inflicting his pleasurable torture on his innocent student.
"You'll need to come in after school, and make it up, and I assure you Ryou, this little tryst of ours here will pale in comparison" The words slithered out of Bakura's mouth headily, washing over Ryou's body like a blanket made from the finest silk, caressing him in all the right places.
Bakura fastened his grip on Ryou's cock, which was still encased in the grey slacks, with Ryou now considered a prison.
"AH! Ba-Bakura… Sensei.. I can't hold it in anymore!" Ryou gasped out, unbridled tears linings his eyes as he gave in to the most explosive orgasm he had ever had in his short 15 years.
Bakura kissed Ryou's neck before slithering away to his desk, leaving the poor boy shaking as he slid down to floor. Bakura bent down to pick up his chair, and settling down again in it comfortably, before shooting the boy a lusty look and rumbling sexily, "I'll see you at 3:30" an animalistic grin lighting up his face.
So here Ryou was, at 3:30 staring at the door meekly. His heart pounding in his chest madly, while his brain was filled with images of the event that happened earlier. His shaking hand reached out, taking the doorknob and turning it, opening the door and stepping inside.
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bwhahahasbakjhdstlfhjrkgtrgtghyjkjyuu. more chapters to come.