[fic] Candy Coated - Christmas Candy
※ Pairing - Yami/Ryou
※ Written - 2004
※ Warnings - LEMON/LIME.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
Ryou sighed heavily as he sat in the living room of his darkened home. It was Christmas Eve and he was alone. Alone and depressed. Everyone was having Christmas with their families, or in the case of Bakura, his ‘other’ family, Malik and his sister. It was funny since the Ishtar’s didn’t celebrate. But then again, Bakura and Malik were probably ‘celebrating’ in their own way.
And it probably consisted of a lot of lime Jell-O and Marik wearing earplugs.
Ryou’s father was away, which was usual. He had tried to make it home for Christmas, but they had uncovered a new tomb and he had wanted to start digging immediately.
So now, Ryou leaned his back against the couch as he wrapped the large comfortable quilt around him as he watched the TV. It, along with the lights from the lavishly decorated Christmas tree taking up half of the living room, were the only lights on in the house.
As he watched the program, which was about Rudolph and how none of the other reindeers accepted him, Ryou thought he had heard something from upstairs. He was home alone so there shouldn’t have been a noise. Wondering to himself, he got up and quietly crept up the stairs. The noise had come from his room, and he quietly went over to the door and slipped into the pitch-black room. Flipping on the lights, he found it empty and his window open.
Narrowing his eyes he glared at the window. Why couldn’t Bakura ever use the freaking door like a normal yami? He closed the window then turned off the lights and went back downstairs. When he returned to the living room he stopped when he noticed that the TV had been turned off. He had left it on, having planned to return.
Becoming slightly nervous he looked around the living room to see if anything had been moved or taken, but everything seemed to be in its place. Well, Ryou knew one thing was for sure.
He was no longer alone.
And this realization was proven as arms wrapped possessively around his upper body, preventing any means of escape. Ryou froze as he felt warm breath on his neck and his ear. He whimpered as his earlobe was sucked into a very hot mouth. When the mouth disappeared, a voice whispered, “What’s your favourite scary movie?”
Confused, Ryou blinked, then growled, “Yami!” He spat as he moved out of the grips and he turned around to find Yami Yugi standing there grinning at him.
“Hello love.” The pharaoh said.
“What are you doing here?” Ryou asked, slightly annoyed that Yami had scared him.
“Two things.” Yami shrugged easily. “One, I’m here to invite you to Yugi’s tomorrow for Christmas.” He said.
“And the other?”
“I seem to recall a challenge of making you blush.” There was a glint in Yami’s eyes that Ryou didn’t like.
The white-haired light remembered Halloween, quite well in fact. And oh boy, did he ever remember the challenge. Crossing his arms he looked at Yami, as if he were bored, even though inside he was excited. At least he wouldn’t be alone tonight now.
“What’d you have in mind?” Ryou asked softly as Yami took his hand and led him back into the middle of the living room.
“Nothing you won’t like.” Yami smirked as he attacked Ryou’s mouth. As Ryou was dazed, the spirit quickly unclothed him and pushed him to the floor. He straddled Ryou’s hips and continued to explore the boy’s hot mouth. While his mouth was occupied, and so was Ryou’s attention, Yami’s hand was trying to reach a box of decorations that had been left out. Once he’d found it, he reached inside and pulled out a long strand of silver garland.
Carefully, he brought Ryou’s arms over his head and tied them together with the silver strand before Ryou knew what was happening. With that, Yami broke the kiss.
Ryou opened his eyes and brought his arms down so he could look at his wrists. Then he looked back at the pharaoh, “Yami?” He wondered.
The pharaoh only smirked, “Don’t worry.” Was all he said before grabbing the other end of the garland and wrapping it around Ryou’s body. It wrapped around his chest, above and below his nipples, then around his thin stomach. The smaller strands of silver gently brushed against Ryou’s shaft, causing the boy to shudder.
Yami smirked and leaned forward, taking Ryou’s member into his mouth. The silver-haired boy gasped at the contact and arched up into the warm heat, moaning contently. Yami played over the skin with his tongue and teeth, and only pulled away when Ryou was nice and hard. With that done, he wrapped the rest of the garland around the base of Ryou’s member, cutting off any chance of relief.
“What-” Ryou was about to ask but Yami pressed his lips firmly against the boy’s, shutting him up effectively. When he pulled away, Yami slipped three of his fingers into Ryou’s mouth as he moved down to the boy’s chest and began to suck on his nipples. Ryou closed his eyes at the contact, and sucked on the fingers in his mouth.
Yami withdrew his fingers and moved away from Ryou’s body for a brief second before making Ryou move so he was lying on his front. With that Yami gently prodded at Ryou’s entry, taking his time to stretch him effectively. When Ryou began to thrust back, Yami knew he was ready. He withdrew his fingers, and chuckled when Ryou protested. From inside his leather jacket he produced one of those oversized candy canes.
“Suck.” He instructed as he placed the straight end against Ryou’s lips. Ryou sucked the candy into his mouth. Yami had to use all of his willpower as Ryou began to treat the stick of candy like another stick altogether. “Enough.” Yami whispered hoarsely and pulled the candy from Ryou’s lips. He touched Ryou’s quivering entrance with the tip of the candy cane, causing the boy to whimper slightly. Slowly, he pushed the thick piece of sugar into Ryou’s body, all the way up to the hook in the candy cane. With that Yami moved the cane around searching for the right spot. He knew he hit it when Ryou gasped, whimpered and thrust himself against the carpet.
Grinning to himself he left the candy cane where it was and helped Ryou to roll onto his back. Every time the boy moved the candy would hit his pleasure spot, but the garland wrapped around his throbbing member made it impossible for him to find his release.
Yami quickly stripped off his clothes and threw them onto the couch. He tied the end of the garland that tied Ryou’s hands together to the leg of the couch so Ryou was pinned down. With that he got down on his knees between Ryou’s legs and sucked his erect shaft into his mouth. Ryou jerked at the contact, causing the candy deep within him to jab against his prostate. Ryou moaned and cried out as his toes curled. After a few tense moments, Yami pulled away, much to Ryou’s relief and horror. The white-haired boy watched, curious, confused and highly aroused as Yami moved so he was straddling Ryou’s hips.
“Yami-” Ryou was cut off as the former pharaoh lowered himself onto Ryou’s shaft, causing the boy to arch up in pleasure and a resounding moan to echo throughout the house. “Y-you weren’t p-prepared!” Ryou gasped.
Yami clenched his teeth; “I d-did it at home.” He sat as still as he could. Even though he’d prepared himself thoroughly, it still hurt. They didn’t do this as often as in the opposite roles, and it obviously showed. Yami forced himself to relax and he finally moved, angling his body in the perfect spot for the tip of Ryou’s member hit his own pleasure spot.
Yami moved, causing Ryou to move, his body dragging along the floor and the candy cane embedded deep within him to snag on the carpet.
“Oh shit!” Ryou cried out as he tried to thrust up, but Yami held him down with his hands. “Move more! Please!” He begged as he stared up at the pharaoh.
Yami complied and began to ride the other boy, his pace increasing quickly. Ryou was stuck between walls of pleasure and he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d last, relief seemed to be just out of his reach, thanks to the strand of garland wrapped around the base of his erection. He looked up about to plead for Yami to let him come when his breath left him at the sight. Yami was jerking himself off.
That just caused Ryou get grow harder.
He whimpered, “Y-Yami!” He cried out thrusting up. “I-I n-need-” He groaned, unable to finish. Yami, who had forgotten about the garland remembered and quickly unwrapped it. He leaned farther back to the candy cane still embedded within Ryou and grabbed it, thrusting it further into his body hard.
“Oh god, Yami!” Ryou cried out as he released into the boy on top of him. Yami soon followed suit as his juices sprayed across Ryou’s chest and face. Sated, the two slowly came down from their high and they lay in comfortable silence across the floor. They stared at each other; eyes never leaving the other’s, as Yami gently wiped away the drops of his presence from Ryou’s slightly flushed face. Ryou’s hands were still tied, but he didn’t mind and was just content to lay on the floor with Yami wrapped around him.
At least until he moved. Something wasn’t right. Eyes widened as he realized what it was and Yami looked at him questioningly.
“Th-the candy cane…” Ryou began. “It broke.” He blushed darkly.
Yami smirked, “I made you blush love.”
“Fine! I blushed!” Ryou growled.
Yami sighed as he caressed a light pink nipple, causing Ryou to shiver. “So, the candy’s broken huh? Look’s like I’ll have to go in and get it.” With that he kissed Ryou’s lips and started on his excavation.
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※ Written - 2004
※ Warnings - LEMON/LIME.
※ Disclaimer - I obviously don't own it.
Ryou sighed heavily as he sat in the living room of his darkened home. It was Christmas Eve and he was alone. Alone and depressed. Everyone was having Christmas with their families, or in the case of Bakura, his ‘other’ family, Malik and his sister. It was funny since the Ishtar’s didn’t celebrate. But then again, Bakura and Malik were probably ‘celebrating’ in their own way.
And it probably consisted of a lot of lime Jell-O and Marik wearing earplugs.
Ryou’s father was away, which was usual. He had tried to make it home for Christmas, but they had uncovered a new tomb and he had wanted to start digging immediately.
So now, Ryou leaned his back against the couch as he wrapped the large comfortable quilt around him as he watched the TV. It, along with the lights from the lavishly decorated Christmas tree taking up half of the living room, were the only lights on in the house.
As he watched the program, which was about Rudolph and how none of the other reindeers accepted him, Ryou thought he had heard something from upstairs. He was home alone so there shouldn’t have been a noise. Wondering to himself, he got up and quietly crept up the stairs. The noise had come from his room, and he quietly went over to the door and slipped into the pitch-black room. Flipping on the lights, he found it empty and his window open.
Narrowing his eyes he glared at the window. Why couldn’t Bakura ever use the freaking door like a normal yami? He closed the window then turned off the lights and went back downstairs. When he returned to the living room he stopped when he noticed that the TV had been turned off. He had left it on, having planned to return.
Becoming slightly nervous he looked around the living room to see if anything had been moved or taken, but everything seemed to be in its place. Well, Ryou knew one thing was for sure.
He was no longer alone.
And this realization was proven as arms wrapped possessively around his upper body, preventing any means of escape. Ryou froze as he felt warm breath on his neck and his ear. He whimpered as his earlobe was sucked into a very hot mouth. When the mouth disappeared, a voice whispered, “What’s your favourite scary movie?”
Confused, Ryou blinked, then growled, “Yami!” He spat as he moved out of the grips and he turned around to find Yami Yugi standing there grinning at him.
“Hello love.” The pharaoh said.
“What are you doing here?” Ryou asked, slightly annoyed that Yami had scared him.
“Two things.” Yami shrugged easily. “One, I’m here to invite you to Yugi’s tomorrow for Christmas.” He said.
“And the other?”
“I seem to recall a challenge of making you blush.” There was a glint in Yami’s eyes that Ryou didn’t like.
The white-haired light remembered Halloween, quite well in fact. And oh boy, did he ever remember the challenge. Crossing his arms he looked at Yami, as if he were bored, even though inside he was excited. At least he wouldn’t be alone tonight now.
“What’d you have in mind?” Ryou asked softly as Yami took his hand and led him back into the middle of the living room.
“Nothing you won’t like.” Yami smirked as he attacked Ryou’s mouth. As Ryou was dazed, the spirit quickly unclothed him and pushed him to the floor. He straddled Ryou’s hips and continued to explore the boy’s hot mouth. While his mouth was occupied, and so was Ryou’s attention, Yami’s hand was trying to reach a box of decorations that had been left out. Once he’d found it, he reached inside and pulled out a long strand of silver garland.
Carefully, he brought Ryou’s arms over his head and tied them together with the silver strand before Ryou knew what was happening. With that, Yami broke the kiss.
Ryou opened his eyes and brought his arms down so he could look at his wrists. Then he looked back at the pharaoh, “Yami?” He wondered.
The pharaoh only smirked, “Don’t worry.” Was all he said before grabbing the other end of the garland and wrapping it around Ryou’s body. It wrapped around his chest, above and below his nipples, then around his thin stomach. The smaller strands of silver gently brushed against Ryou’s shaft, causing the boy to shudder.
Yami smirked and leaned forward, taking Ryou’s member into his mouth. The silver-haired boy gasped at the contact and arched up into the warm heat, moaning contently. Yami played over the skin with his tongue and teeth, and only pulled away when Ryou was nice and hard. With that done, he wrapped the rest of the garland around the base of Ryou’s member, cutting off any chance of relief.
“What-” Ryou was about to ask but Yami pressed his lips firmly against the boy’s, shutting him up effectively. When he pulled away, Yami slipped three of his fingers into Ryou’s mouth as he moved down to the boy’s chest and began to suck on his nipples. Ryou closed his eyes at the contact, and sucked on the fingers in his mouth.
Yami withdrew his fingers and moved away from Ryou’s body for a brief second before making Ryou move so he was lying on his front. With that Yami gently prodded at Ryou’s entry, taking his time to stretch him effectively. When Ryou began to thrust back, Yami knew he was ready. He withdrew his fingers, and chuckled when Ryou protested. From inside his leather jacket he produced one of those oversized candy canes.
“Suck.” He instructed as he placed the straight end against Ryou’s lips. Ryou sucked the candy into his mouth. Yami had to use all of his willpower as Ryou began to treat the stick of candy like another stick altogether. “Enough.” Yami whispered hoarsely and pulled the candy from Ryou’s lips. He touched Ryou’s quivering entrance with the tip of the candy cane, causing the boy to whimper slightly. Slowly, he pushed the thick piece of sugar into Ryou’s body, all the way up to the hook in the candy cane. With that Yami moved the cane around searching for the right spot. He knew he hit it when Ryou gasped, whimpered and thrust himself against the carpet.
Grinning to himself he left the candy cane where it was and helped Ryou to roll onto his back. Every time the boy moved the candy would hit his pleasure spot, but the garland wrapped around his throbbing member made it impossible for him to find his release.
Yami quickly stripped off his clothes and threw them onto the couch. He tied the end of the garland that tied Ryou’s hands together to the leg of the couch so Ryou was pinned down. With that he got down on his knees between Ryou’s legs and sucked his erect shaft into his mouth. Ryou jerked at the contact, causing the candy deep within him to jab against his prostate. Ryou moaned and cried out as his toes curled. After a few tense moments, Yami pulled away, much to Ryou’s relief and horror. The white-haired boy watched, curious, confused and highly aroused as Yami moved so he was straddling Ryou’s hips.
“Yami-” Ryou was cut off as the former pharaoh lowered himself onto Ryou’s shaft, causing the boy to arch up in pleasure and a resounding moan to echo throughout the house. “Y-you weren’t p-prepared!” Ryou gasped.
Yami clenched his teeth; “I d-did it at home.” He sat as still as he could. Even though he’d prepared himself thoroughly, it still hurt. They didn’t do this as often as in the opposite roles, and it obviously showed. Yami forced himself to relax and he finally moved, angling his body in the perfect spot for the tip of Ryou’s member hit his own pleasure spot.
Yami moved, causing Ryou to move, his body dragging along the floor and the candy cane embedded deep within him to snag on the carpet.
“Oh shit!” Ryou cried out as he tried to thrust up, but Yami held him down with his hands. “Move more! Please!” He begged as he stared up at the pharaoh.
Yami complied and began to ride the other boy, his pace increasing quickly. Ryou was stuck between walls of pleasure and he wasn’t sure how much longer he’d last, relief seemed to be just out of his reach, thanks to the strand of garland wrapped around the base of his erection. He looked up about to plead for Yami to let him come when his breath left him at the sight. Yami was jerking himself off.
That just caused Ryou get grow harder.
He whimpered, “Y-Yami!” He cried out thrusting up. “I-I n-need-” He groaned, unable to finish. Yami, who had forgotten about the garland remembered and quickly unwrapped it. He leaned farther back to the candy cane still embedded within Ryou and grabbed it, thrusting it further into his body hard.
“Oh god, Yami!” Ryou cried out as he released into the boy on top of him. Yami soon followed suit as his juices sprayed across Ryou’s chest and face. Sated, the two slowly came down from their high and they lay in comfortable silence across the floor. They stared at each other; eyes never leaving the other’s, as Yami gently wiped away the drops of his presence from Ryou’s slightly flushed face. Ryou’s hands were still tied, but he didn’t mind and was just content to lay on the floor with Yami wrapped around him.
At least until he moved. Something wasn’t right. Eyes widened as he realized what it was and Yami looked at him questioningly.
“Th-the candy cane…” Ryou began. “It broke.” He blushed darkly.
Yami smirked, “I made you blush love.”
“Fine! I blushed!” Ryou growled.
Yami sighed as he caressed a light pink nipple, causing Ryou to shiver. “So, the candy’s broken huh? Look’s like I’ll have to go in and get it.” With that he kissed Ryou’s lips and started on his excavation.
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