Howdy to you all! I am Rhamana, Empress of Chibis and Ryou Bakura. *Grins
evilly and holds up a lead that has a semi-naked Bakura attached to it*
Bakura- Please.help me..
^_^ Hehehe. Right, I have decided to do some one chapter fics, and see how
it goes. This one will be called- Can I have a drum roll please? *Drum
Roll* Waking up to Duo!!!
Duo- Oh crap, I can't believe this, why mine first?
Cos I like you! ^_^
Bakura- On with the fic. please help me. someone.
Waking up to Duo
You are lying asleep on your side, under crisp white linen sheets, when something tickles your nose. You look to your left, and see a long crop of flowing chestnut brown silken hair. You smile, as you have a faint idea of who it belongs to, in fact, your sure of it, but it's too much like a dream, and so you have to roll over to check it's real.
As you roll over and sit on your side, propped up on one arm, you spot whom the hair belongs too, none other than the violet eyed pilot, Duo Maxwell. You peer under the chestnut bangs to see he is still asleep, and smile inwardly, deciding it's time for some fun.
Lightly, you take some of his hair, and twizzle it around your index finger oh so gently, then your hand leaves the hair and strokes down his face, fingertips tracing his lips. He quivers under your touch, and you laugh softly, and continue to trace his facial features. Your hands then trace down his neck, and along to his neck down his left shoulder blade, then trail over the front of his throat and collarbone.
He whimpers from your touch, almost begging you to stop teasing, and this makes you mentally laugh, and you slide down so you are almost touching noses. 'He's too angelic to be given the name Shinigami.' You think, looking at his defined features, the cherub like face smiling in sleep.
He stirs slightly from the touch, and you lay perfectly still till he falls back into deep slumber, before you continue your assault on him, this time brushing lips with him, and then letting your lips brush his cheeks and closed eye lids.
He lets you know he's subconsciously enjoying your touch, by letting a soft moan escape his lips. This makes you smile, and decide to carry your assault further, by planting butterfly kisses down his neck, and he reaches out for you, and pulls you close to him, his hips grinding against you.
He starts to kiss your neck and cheeks, but to tease him further, you stop him from kissing your lips by placing your finger on his lips, and he whimpers at this, and with a firm grip on your waist, rolls over so you are under him, and one arm reaches down, and strokes your stomach and hips. The chestnut hair, still braided, falls to the side of his head, and playfully, suggestively, you grab the braid and pull it oh-so-softly. He subconsciously grins, and leans to your mouth to plant a soft, tender kiss, with the exploring arm coming back up, being dragged up your side, and stroking your hair.
You giggle, this is a young man who is very jestful, and here he is, for once, being serious. 'Hm, wish I had a video camera' you think, then softly giggle, remembering that unnamed movie, where they video tape naughty stuff, and it gets sent to his girlfriend. Duo feels your giggles, that rack your whole body, and this shakes him out of his slumber. "Hey babe, 'Mornin'" He smiles, showing that bright white smile that makes your heart skip a beat. "Good morning. Don't you have to. you know?" "Nah, the mission can wait for a few hours. I think it's a shame to leave you when you look so beautiful, especially seeing as I love you." "What, so I don't look beautiful all the time or something?" You grin, seeing the confused face and hear him stuttering. "What? That. that wasn't what I meant, I. I." He stutters. "I'm fucking with you, Duo." You grin, stroking the side of his face. "Damn right you are!" He grins back, and you roll your eyes at the dirty mind he has. Even though you love it. As you sit up, he lies on his back, and you yelp in surprise as he pulls you down on his chest. You giggle, and trace a finger over his pectorals. He mumbles something, you can tell he is ticklish somewhere around there, and so you move your fingers around his chest till you find the ticklish spot.
He laughs lightly, his American accent showing, and rolls over so you fall off. You frown at him, then clamber back on him. "What's wrong?" He asked, concern clear in his voice. "Nothing. I was just cold. And lonely. Do you have to go today?" You ask, giving him the widest puppy dog eyes you can. It always works, as you can see his heart melt and give in. "Well, I suppose so." You hear him decide, as your eyes close slightly. You don't know why, but you always feel tired when he's around you, you so relaxed. Soon, you are asleep, but can feel his fingertips running up and down your back gently, soothingly, and hear his voice whisper sweet nothings as you both fall asleep again in angelic slumber, as the luminous clock flicks to 3:00am.
~~~~Osuwari~~~~
Waking up to Duo
You are lying asleep on your side, under crisp white linen sheets, when something tickles your nose. You look to your left, and see a long crop of flowing chestnut brown silken hair. You smile, as you have a faint idea of who it belongs to, in fact, your sure of it, but it's too much like a dream, and so you have to roll over to check it's real.
As you roll over and sit on your side, propped up on one arm, you spot whom the hair belongs too, none other than the violet eyed pilot, Duo Maxwell. You peer under the chestnut bangs to see he is still asleep, and smile inwardly, deciding it's time for some fun.
Lightly, you take some of his hair, and twizzle it around your index finger oh so gently, then your hand leaves the hair and strokes down his face, fingertips tracing his lips. He quivers under your touch, and you laugh softly, and continue to trace his facial features. Your hands then trace down his neck, and along to his neck down his left shoulder blade, then trail over the front of his throat and collarbone.
He whimpers from your touch, almost begging you to stop teasing, and this makes you mentally laugh, and you slide down so you are almost touching noses. 'He's too angelic to be given the name Shinigami.' You think, looking at his defined features, the cherub like face smiling in sleep.
He stirs slightly from the touch, and you lay perfectly still till he falls back into deep slumber, before you continue your assault on him, this time brushing lips with him, and then letting your lips brush his cheeks and closed eye lids.
He lets you know he's subconsciously enjoying your touch, by letting a soft moan escape his lips. This makes you smile, and decide to carry your assault further, by planting butterfly kisses down his neck, and he reaches out for you, and pulls you close to him, his hips grinding against you.
He starts to kiss your neck and cheeks, but to tease him further, you stop him from kissing your lips by placing your finger on his lips, and he whimpers at this, and with a firm grip on your waist, rolls over so you are under him, and one arm reaches down, and strokes your stomach and hips. The chestnut hair, still braided, falls to the side of his head, and playfully, suggestively, you grab the braid and pull it oh-so-softly. He subconsciously grins, and leans to your mouth to plant a soft, tender kiss, with the exploring arm coming back up, being dragged up your side, and stroking your hair.
You giggle, this is a young man who is very jestful, and here he is, for once, being serious. 'Hm, wish I had a video camera' you think, then softly giggle, remembering that unnamed movie, where they video tape naughty stuff, and it gets sent to his girlfriend. Duo feels your giggles, that rack your whole body, and this shakes him out of his slumber. "Hey babe, 'Mornin'" He smiles, showing that bright white smile that makes your heart skip a beat. "Good morning. Don't you have to. you know?" "Nah, the mission can wait for a few hours. I think it's a shame to leave you when you look so beautiful, especially seeing as I love you." "What, so I don't look beautiful all the time or something?" You grin, seeing the confused face and hear him stuttering. "What? That. that wasn't what I meant, I. I." He stutters. "I'm fucking with you, Duo." You grin, stroking the side of his face. "Damn right you are!" He grins back, and you roll your eyes at the dirty mind he has. Even though you love it. As you sit up, he lies on his back, and you yelp in surprise as he pulls you down on his chest. You giggle, and trace a finger over his pectorals. He mumbles something, you can tell he is ticklish somewhere around there, and so you move your fingers around his chest till you find the ticklish spot.
He laughs lightly, his American accent showing, and rolls over so you fall off. You frown at him, then clamber back on him. "What's wrong?" He asked, concern clear in his voice. "Nothing. I was just cold. And lonely. Do you have to go today?" You ask, giving him the widest puppy dog eyes you can. It always works, as you can see his heart melt and give in. "Well, I suppose so." You hear him decide, as your eyes close slightly. You don't know why, but you always feel tired when he's around you, you so relaxed. Soon, you are asleep, but can feel his fingertips running up and down your back gently, soothingly, and hear his voice whisper sweet nothings as you both fall asleep again in angelic slumber, as the luminous clock flicks to 3:00am.
~~~~Osuwari~~~~