Sundae Night

I wrote this for Ice angel alone…. She wanted something with "whipped cream, chocolate syrup, velvet, and Bakura and Ryou"… So here it is! Please, read and review!

Disclaimers: Silvara-chan no own, if sue Silvara-chan will beat you.

Warnings: Lemon-y fresh ^o^ Probably OOC, and abused alarm clocks (I don't know what it is I have against them… Don't even own one, to be truthful).

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"ARGH! YAMI!"

"Yes?"

"I'M LATE FOR SCHOOL!"

"So?"

"SO? What happened to my alarm clock?"

Bakura shrugged. "It was loud and annoyed me. I was tired, it wouldn't shut up, and you weren't getting up, so I threw it out the window."

"You threw it out the…? Oh, no!"

Bakura blinked and watched Ryou scramble around frantically, pulling on clothes, brushing his teeth, and gathering his books. He slung his bag over his shoulder and ran out the door in complete disarray, forgetting to at least grab a roll to eat, his lunch, and…

"Where's my morning kiss? He was tired, and I let him sleep in… Ungrateful bastard. Didn't tell me good morning, didn't give me a hug or a kiss, didn't even say goodbye…!"

The white-haired Ring spirit grumbled to himself and flopped down onto the bed. He growled, pushed the blankets off of the mattress, then went back to properly sulking. 'Ew… He didn't even bother to change the damn sheets after last night…'

Bakura spent a long while glaring up at the ceiling; it was white with those little glow in the dark stars he only put up with because Ryou liked them. 'Ryou… Bah! He's making me soft…' The glare he directed at the ceiling intensified tenfold as he wallowed in his frustrations. '…But I wish he were here, anyway…'

The Yami sighed heavily and rolled off the bed. If he was stuck at home and awake, he might as well do something.

Ryou had shown him how to use the shower, so he indulged himself with a long, hot one, then got dressed. Ryou's jeans were a bit tight, but Bakcoulcould still fit into them, and he chose a collared shirt that hugged his chest nicely, though it was somewhat loose on Ryou.


By the time Bakura was done, it was only midmorning, and there were still several hours until Ryou got out of school. Deciding to get something to eat, he walked downstairs and into the kitchen, opening the refrigerator. 'Erg… There's no food… Why didn't he go shopping?' A memory flashed through Bakura's mind of him… distracting Ryou from going food shopping last night.

Bakura grunted and made a face, fully prepared to conveniently forget it was all his fault that there was no food in the house and slam the refrigerator door closed angrily, when his eyes caught on a brown paper bag in it. His eyes softened slightly, and he sighed heavily. 'He forgot his lunch… and he didn't eat breakfast before he left. He'll be hungry when he gets home.'


He shut the door and wandered into the living room, mulling over that information. Ryou had shown him how to use the microwave and heat up things on the stove… How hard could making dinner be? 'Plus… Ryou won't be mad at me anymore. And if Ryou's not mad at me, we can have sex!' Satisfied with his logic, the Yami went hunting for some shoes to go out shopping.

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Ryou sighed heavily as he approached his house, stomach growling loudly. He'd gotten detention for being late, left his note cards at home and did abysmally on his presentation, and hadn't eaten since the small, pitifunnernner he'd had last night. Ryou had planned on going food shopping after that, but Bakura had effectively sidetracked him, and now he wouldn't have anything to eat. 'Stupid, stupid sex-a-holic Yami… This is all his fault… Did he really need to throw my alarm clock out the window on top of it all?'

He immediately felt guilty for his thoughts, but Ryou was too tired and hungry to care. The door to his house swung open easily, and he panicked at the burnt smell that assaulted him as soon as he stepped across the threshold. "Yami? Yami!"

"…Ryou?"

"Yami!" Now that he could see Bakura was all right, Ryou's concern melted into anger and confusion. "What happened? …And why are you in a pink apron?"

"Well… you see, I… Umm… You're home sooner than I thought you'd be… That is…"
Ryou took one look at his Yami, who was shifting uneasily from foot to foot, and pushed passed him into the kitchen. "WHAT DID YOU DO?"

The walls were splattered and dripping with some indefinable, jell-like substance. Smoke poured from the open oven, and something small, black, and charred was set off to the side on a plate. Liquid trailed across the counter from the stove to the sink, where several overturned soapy pots were placed. About the only thing untouched and edible was the large bowl of soup on the table with a napkin, spoon, and glass of water.

"I tried to cook for you…"

Ryou looked towards his Yami, who was standing uncertainly in the kitchen door, tugging on his the dirty apron he had on, and sighed heavily. "You tried to cook for me?"

"Well… I got hungry, and there wasn't any food, so I went shopping. Those stupid stores are annoying, and the people there are no help, but I managed to get food anyway… But those beater things are hard to use, and I discovered I can't quite work the oven right… And then when I was going to clean it up, you came home…"

After hearing that and seeing the sulky look on his Yami's face, Ryou couldn't help but laugh. 'After all, he was trying to do something nice for me all on his own… How often does that happen?' He walked over to Bakura and took the apron off of him, using a corner to wipe off a food smudge on his cheek.
Ryou sat down at the table in the chair behind the bowl and motioned for Bakura to sit next to him. He ate a mouthfulthe the soup and smiled at his Yami. "Well, at least I know you were listening when I told you how to heat up things on the stove."

Bakura grinned, pleased he wasn't in trouble with Ryou. "So, are we going to have sex later?"

"YAMI!"

"…Just asking."

Ryou sighed and continued to eat. "Well, at least you got food so I don't have to go shopping later… By the way, which store did you go to? The one around the corner and a couple of blocks down?"

"Yeah. …I suggest you don't go there anymore."

"What did you… Never mind. I don't want to know."

"You sure?"

"Very."

"…Can we have sex now?"

"Yami!"

"What?"

"…Don't try to look innocent. It doesn't work for you. …Only for me."

"But Ryou…"

"The puppy face doesn't work for you either."

"…Puppy face? Are you trying to tell me I look like a DOG?"

"Yami, it's just an… Never mind. No, you don't look like a dog. You're very handsome."

"Aren't I? But that's kind of narcissistic of you, don't you think? Since we look so much alike… Though anyone can see, I'm sexier than you, of course."

"Whatever you say." Ryou sighed and rolled his eyes.

"Good! You're done!" Bakura took Ryou's empty plate and dumped it into the sink, cleaning off his spot.

"Yami… I have to clean this up now…"

"Later, Ryou, later. Right now, you have to have dessert."

"…Dessert?"

Bakura took a carton of ice cream out of the freezer, scooping some into a bowl and covering it in whipped cream and chocolate syrup. "Here. Dessert."

Ryou's eyes lit up. He absolutely loved ice cream and if this was… "Yami! What flavor is it?"

"Pineapple and coconut."

"Pineapple and… THANK YOU!" Ryou nearly knocked the chair over as he got up and squeezed his other half tightly. "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you! How'd you find it? I couldn't last time I went… Thank you!"
Ryou happily devoured his treat, inhaling it with amazing speed, then sat back in his chair, sucking on his spoon. "Can I have more?"

"Later, aibou. Save some for later."

He pouted slightly at his amused Yami, but then frowned, noting Bakura hadn't eaten any. "Didn't you want some dessert?"

"Oh, I want dessert all right." Bakura grinned wickedly at Ryou, grabbing the can of whipped cream and the chocolate syrup. "But not here. C'mon…"

"Where are we going? …You forgot the ice cream."

"I don't need any ice cream. I'm having a Ryou sundae. Now, hurry it up." Ryou's eyes widened as Bakura leered suggestively at him. His face burned red, and he silently cursed the fact that he blushed so damn easily as he followed his Yami up the stairs into his bedroom.

"What did you…?"

"Like it?"

"I… Wow…" Bakura had changed Ryou's bed sheets to a dark purple color and bought a black velvet blanket to go over it. There were two throw pillows in black velvet over the ones covered in purple, and a soft glow came from the lava lamp Bakura had dug up out of Ryou's closet. "It's very nice."
Bakura grinned and placed the throw pillows on the floor, pulling back the top blanket and folding it down so it was on the end of the bed. He deposited the chocolate syrup and whipped cream next to the lube on the nightstand, then walked back over to Ryou. Bending down slightly, he swept Ryou off his feet and into his arms.

"B-Bakura?" Ryou pushed himself further against his chest when the spirit stumbled slightly, arms wrapping tightly around his neck.

"…Gah… R-ryou…" Ryou loosened his grip slightly so his Yami could take a breath. "Geez, you don't have to hold on so tightly… I won't drop you, and it's not like it's a long way to the ground…"

Ryou smiled sheepishly and relaxed, just enjoying the feel of being held in his Yami's arms. Bakura shifted him slightly, and Ryou peered up at him curiously as he began to walk slowly to the bed. "Hey, Ryou… Maybe you should cut down on that ice cream… You seem to have gained a little-"

"YAMI!"

"Just a suggestion."

Ryou smiled softly and stopped glaring when his Yami placed a light kiss on his head, lowering him gently onto the bed. Bakura crawled on top of him, raising himself on all fours, until they were nose to nose. Ryou grinned and laughed slightly as the warm breath washed over his nose, Bakura's lightly brushing against his own, and thin strands of hair fell over his cheeks.

"That tickles…"

Bakura didn't bother with a response; instead, he tilted his head and pressed their lips together. His fingers trailed up Ryou's jaw, one moving to rub over the area behind his ear; Bakura's other hand ran down his other half's side, lifting Ryou's hips slightly to circle teasing touches over the base of his spine.
"Mm…" Ryou's eyes drifted shut as Bakura's fingers played over the two particularly sensitive areas. His mouth opened easily as Bakura's questing tongue found its way inside, and Ryou gripped his other's biceps hard.

"Like that, huh?"

"Un… ah…" Pleasure began building up inside Ryou, and he answered by pressing his lips harder again Bakura's, thrusting his tongue roughly into the other's mouth. His arms snaked around Bakura's waist, and he jerked him down, wrapping his legs around his other's body.
Bakura pushed himself further onto Ryou, rocking their hips together, as the smaller boy tore at his clothing. The

Yami dug his fingers into Ryou's side to still him, grinding hard against him once, then sitting back on his haunches.

"Eh?" Ryou looked up with a slightly dazed look, his lips bruising and chest heaving.

Bakura smirked u Ryo Ryou and slowly stripped himself. A single finger trailed down his chest, undoing buttons along
the way, and the shirt slipped off his shoulders onto the floor. The Yami undid the button on his tight, body-fitting jeans, pulling the zipper down over his hardened bulge carefully. Bakura turned himself slightly, knees raised, so Ryou could only see his legs as they were revealed with agonizing slowness; he knew Ryou enjoyed it when he put on a little show, and he forestalled turning to fully face him naked as long as possible.

"Mm!" Bakura smashed their lips together, pulling Ryou up with him. With amazing speed, he yanked Ryou's sweater off over his head and tossed it to the side, quickly followed by pants and boxers.

"W-what…?"

"I want my dessert now…"
Ryou shivered as Bakura reached over him to grab the chocolate syrup, flipping the top open and squeezing some out on his chest in random patterns. "That's cold…"

"Well then, let me warm it up for you." Ryou gasped and squirmed, chest shuddering involuntarily as the wet heat descended on his skin. The tip of Bakura's tongue drew a line down Ryou's breastbone, pressing more firmly against his body as it reached his sternum. He began to slowly lap up all the chocolate syrup, biting down hard when he reached Ryou's shoulder, then sucking softly.

"Y-Yami…" Bakura ignored him, continuing to suck on that one spot. Ryou growled in annoyance and, tangling his fingers in the long white hair, tugged hard at his head.

"Ah!" Bakura bit down again, causing Ryou to jerk and cry out in surprise. He reached up, swallowing Ryou's next cry of impatience, and shared the warm syrup in his mouth with his other half.

Bakura reached over and yanked the cap off the whipped cream, turning the can over and spraying a line all the way down his abdomen. Ryou's eyes flew open as he felt the cold cream slowly circle up his erection. "Mm… Dessert time."
With one long stroke, Bakura's tongue swept down Ryou's body, and the smaller one cursed under his breath as it continued up his length. "Such language…"

"Well, you're the one who-" Ryou broke off as Bakura smirked, sliding his mouth down his other half's hardened member, and let out a particularly loud curse in Egyptian he had picked up from his Yami.

Unable to answer, Bakura concentrated on sucking, taking more and more of Ryou into his mouth gradually and keeping his teeth out of the way. Ryou pressed himself further into the mattress, muscles tightening, and hands fisted in the sheets. A single finger ran along his perineum, the others brushing lightly against the back of his sack, and Ryou couldn't suppress the moan of pleasure that tore from his throat, throwing his head back.

"I-I'm gonna… Bakura…!" Urged on by Ryou's loud approval of his actions, Bakura sucked harder. He could feel Ryou's body quiver, taut like a string as he struggled to stay in control, and his erection throbbed in response. His other hand wandered down his own body lightly of its own accord, and Bakura began stroking himself.

"Oh, I'm… Bakura! A-ah…" Bakura's finger pressed down harder against Ryou's perineum, feeling as his body began to shake. The pleasure reached a peak for Ryou, and Bakura continued sucking as Ryou released inside of his mouth.

"Mm…" Ryou's eyes closed as he settled back in contentment, body relaxed. His limp member slipped from his Yami's mouth, and Bakura grimaced. He reached up and pressed a kiss against Ryou's lips, opening his mouth and letting the mixture of saliva, whipped cream, and come drip into Ryou's mouth.
Ryou swallowed it, tongue reaching out to lick the area clean around Bakura's mouth, and his hand wrapped around Bakura's as he stroked himself. Under the combined efforts of the two, it didn't take long before Bakura softly cried out, eyes squeezed shut tightly, and covered Ryou's hand in his essence.
Bakura let his body fall heavily next to Ryou's, head resting on his other's shoulder. He ran a finger over Ryou's chest, lifting it up, and examined the combination of chocolate sauce, saliva, and sweat. "We should take a shower…"

"We?"

"Of course. You'd think I'd let you take one without me?"
Ryou laughed lightly. "I suppose not, huh? But we should wait a bit to… recover…"

"Mm, not too long. I recover fast." Ryou rolled his eyes and raised his hand to his mouth, sucking the white substance off his fingers.

"Oh, yuck… How can you actually like that?"

Ryou shrugged and continued cleaning his fingers off. "I just do… It's not that bad…"

"…Whatever."

"Fine, let's take a shower now, then. I can't stand being such a mess… I have to wash these sheets and the ones from yesterday too, anyway."

"You're thinking about cleaning?"

"Yes, why?"

"That means I haven't properly worn you out yet, then… And I'm going to continue to distract you until I have."

"…You really are, aren't you?"

"You know, you like it."

Ryou sniffed and deigned not to answer. Instead, he plucked at the deep purple sheets below him, curling his toes against the soft velvet he could feel at the foot of his bed. A sudden thought occurred to him.

"Hey, Yami? Just where did you get all the money to buy this stuff?"

"…Umm, aibou? Remember how I told you not to go into that store anymore…"

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Wheee....now wasn't that fun kiddies >D Now if you'd be so kind as to drop a review, I'd love you forever ^^