A/N; Hello, I just want to say that this is my first Yu-Gi-Oh! fan fiction,
ever! And I also want to say; Don't be too harsh on me... And since I don't
live in an English-speaking country, I might have made a few grammar errors
and other mistakes, while you read, please ignore those. But while you
review, please point them out to me because I can always learn, OK?
Now, enjoy the fic!
Disclaimer: If you want to sue me, you'll have to find me first, mwahahaha!! (Seriously, I don't own it, cuz if I did I would be filthy rich!! Or maybe not. But if I did own it, it would contain some really good stuff that doesn't suit many under 18!! n___n)
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Seto/Joey, Bakura/Ryuo, Marik/Malik
Warnings: Téa bashing, yaoi, mild rape (is there such a thing as a mild rape??), lemon, angst, romance, fluff, you get the picture. ^___~
A/N part 2: BTW, I like the names Tristan and Joey better than Honda and Jounouchi. (Hard to spell.) Sorry Anzu/Téa lovers, I'm making her a bad girl because I am the almighty author of this fic!! Bwahahahaha!! And 'cuz I don't like her!
Never letting go/For now and forever – Chapter one: "I'll love you for always."
The walls where glowing in the light from the rising sun. Shadows from the night being chased away. A sound, a low moan from the end of the room was heard, slowly rising in intensity.
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He couldn't help it, what he was doing to him... It felt so good, soooo right. He just didn't want him to stop. The new sensation running trough his body, making him whimper and beg for more.
He felt a chill running down his spine before a new unfamiliar, but yet so desirable feeling rose inside him. It made him scream high of pleasure and release himself before sinking back into the mattress.
"Does this mean..." he trailed off, looking away. "What?" The older boy demanded harshly. "Tha... that w... we..." he stopped once again. A hand reached out and grabbed his chin, making him look at the older boy. "I asked you a question. What?" he tightened his grip, making tears appear in the younger boys eyes.
He just sat there, mercilessly staring down at the boy with cold, icy eyes. "Do... does this me... mean that we... are together?" the younger one stuttered looking into the elders eyes. "Since when do you think that I would take a lowlife street rat like you for my lover?" he laughed. "B... but I..." the smaller boy was now crying like his heart had broke, and maybe it had. "I... I love you!" the tears were now trickling down his cheeks.
"You love me?" he spat the words out as if they where filthy, soiling his mouth as he spoke them. "That is hilarious!" he clenched his free hand into a fist and tightening his grip around the younger boys chin so hard that he was sure his whole face would be bruised later that day.
"You do not know anything about me, you do not know what love is. If you claim that you love me because of what just happened, that is not love, but lust." He frowned and continued. "And the love you claim to have for me, if I where to..." his eyes sweeping over the boys exposed lithe body. "Hurt you. Would you still feel the same way or was your love so shallow?" he paused and pushed the boy down onto the bed once more. "So, what is your answer?" the boy was now trembling of both fear and the cold gaze from the older boy.
"Answer!" he did not raise his voice but it was so cold, almost lifeless that the boy flinched. "Y... yes?" he said questionably. The answer seemed to please the older boy who smiled. He leaned down, their faces only inches apart. The smaller boy sighed in relief and looked at his lover, the affection glowing in his eyes. The boy tried to get up in a sitting position again but was pushed back down.
"So, you say you will love me even if I hurt you." He saw the boy nod and continued. "Let us se if that is true now, shall we? As the older boy grabbed his thighs, he saw the evil smirk on his face. "No! Please, no!" the older boy roughly hit him across his face. "Shut up! I'm only going to test your statement to see if you where telling the truth!"
He roughly pushed into the boy with no lubrication or stretching what so ever. When the younger boy screamed in pain it only seemed to make the older boy go harder on him.
The tears he shed due to the pain blurred his vision. At each thrust the boy felt like he was dying from the pain. He could feel the blood burn in his newly inflicted injuries. 'I just have to let him do this to show him that I always will love him! No matter what!'
He lay still in a puddle of blood on the bed, bruised, beaten, raped and with a crushed heart. The older boy was already dressed and walked over to him. "So, do you still love me?" The voice that answered sounded tired, worn out from all the crying. "Yes, I said I'll love you, whatever you do! For now and forever!"
Suddenly his body went limb and he drifted of into unconsciousness. The older boy just shrugged and left the unconscious boy to his faith.
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The silent tears that fell from his face was what woke him up from his dreams. He sat up and touched his cheek. Nothing. He putted a hand on his chest and felt the fabric underneath the hand. He had his pajamas on. He remembered that he had putted it on the night before, but not taking it of.
Had it all been a dream? Yeah, it must have been. But the way he had looked at him, it had felt so real!
He got up from his bed and walked to the kitchen. "Where've ya been all morning, brat? I've been waiting for breakfast for hours!" A stray bottle came flying at him, he ducked it with ease, and he had gotten used to his father's outbursts by now.
"Couldn't you make it yourself? You lazy bastard" the last part he mumbled to himself. "Joey! Hurry up! I'm hungry!" his fathers voice rang trough his head and he sighed. "Yes dad." Joey turned around, starting to prepare breakfast, trying to suppress his tears that burned behind his eyelids. 'Seto... why can't you just love me back?'
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A/N So, this is the first chapter, way too short, but I was lazy. Review and I'll make the next one longer!! As you can see, I couldn't decide witch title to use, please say what you think.
Disclaimer: If you want to sue me, you'll have to find me first, mwahahaha!! (Seriously, I don't own it, cuz if I did I would be filthy rich!! Or maybe not. But if I did own it, it would contain some really good stuff that doesn't suit many under 18!! n___n)
Pairings: Yami/Yugi, Seto/Joey, Bakura/Ryuo, Marik/Malik
Warnings: Téa bashing, yaoi, mild rape (is there such a thing as a mild rape??), lemon, angst, romance, fluff, you get the picture. ^___~
A/N part 2: BTW, I like the names Tristan and Joey better than Honda and Jounouchi. (Hard to spell.) Sorry Anzu/Téa lovers, I'm making her a bad girl because I am the almighty author of this fic!! Bwahahahaha!! And 'cuz I don't like her!
Never letting go/For now and forever – Chapter one: "I'll love you for always."
The walls where glowing in the light from the rising sun. Shadows from the night being chased away. A sound, a low moan from the end of the room was heard, slowly rising in intensity.
~ ~ ~ * * * ~ ~ ~
He couldn't help it, what he was doing to him... It felt so good, soooo right. He just didn't want him to stop. The new sensation running trough his body, making him whimper and beg for more.
He felt a chill running down his spine before a new unfamiliar, but yet so desirable feeling rose inside him. It made him scream high of pleasure and release himself before sinking back into the mattress.
"Does this mean..." he trailed off, looking away. "What?" The older boy demanded harshly. "Tha... that w... we..." he stopped once again. A hand reached out and grabbed his chin, making him look at the older boy. "I asked you a question. What?" he tightened his grip, making tears appear in the younger boys eyes.
He just sat there, mercilessly staring down at the boy with cold, icy eyes. "Do... does this me... mean that we... are together?" the younger one stuttered looking into the elders eyes. "Since when do you think that I would take a lowlife street rat like you for my lover?" he laughed. "B... but I..." the smaller boy was now crying like his heart had broke, and maybe it had. "I... I love you!" the tears were now trickling down his cheeks.
"You love me?" he spat the words out as if they where filthy, soiling his mouth as he spoke them. "That is hilarious!" he clenched his free hand into a fist and tightening his grip around the younger boys chin so hard that he was sure his whole face would be bruised later that day.
"You do not know anything about me, you do not know what love is. If you claim that you love me because of what just happened, that is not love, but lust." He frowned and continued. "And the love you claim to have for me, if I where to..." his eyes sweeping over the boys exposed lithe body. "Hurt you. Would you still feel the same way or was your love so shallow?" he paused and pushed the boy down onto the bed once more. "So, what is your answer?" the boy was now trembling of both fear and the cold gaze from the older boy.
"Answer!" he did not raise his voice but it was so cold, almost lifeless that the boy flinched. "Y... yes?" he said questionably. The answer seemed to please the older boy who smiled. He leaned down, their faces only inches apart. The smaller boy sighed in relief and looked at his lover, the affection glowing in his eyes. The boy tried to get up in a sitting position again but was pushed back down.
"So, you say you will love me even if I hurt you." He saw the boy nod and continued. "Let us se if that is true now, shall we? As the older boy grabbed his thighs, he saw the evil smirk on his face. "No! Please, no!" the older boy roughly hit him across his face. "Shut up! I'm only going to test your statement to see if you where telling the truth!"
He roughly pushed into the boy with no lubrication or stretching what so ever. When the younger boy screamed in pain it only seemed to make the older boy go harder on him.
The tears he shed due to the pain blurred his vision. At each thrust the boy felt like he was dying from the pain. He could feel the blood burn in his newly inflicted injuries. 'I just have to let him do this to show him that I always will love him! No matter what!'
He lay still in a puddle of blood on the bed, bruised, beaten, raped and with a crushed heart. The older boy was already dressed and walked over to him. "So, do you still love me?" The voice that answered sounded tired, worn out from all the crying. "Yes, I said I'll love you, whatever you do! For now and forever!"
Suddenly his body went limb and he drifted of into unconsciousness. The older boy just shrugged and left the unconscious boy to his faith.
~ ~ ~ * * * ~ ~ ~
The silent tears that fell from his face was what woke him up from his dreams. He sat up and touched his cheek. Nothing. He putted a hand on his chest and felt the fabric underneath the hand. He had his pajamas on. He remembered that he had putted it on the night before, but not taking it of.
Had it all been a dream? Yeah, it must have been. But the way he had looked at him, it had felt so real!
He got up from his bed and walked to the kitchen. "Where've ya been all morning, brat? I've been waiting for breakfast for hours!" A stray bottle came flying at him, he ducked it with ease, and he had gotten used to his father's outbursts by now.
"Couldn't you make it yourself? You lazy bastard" the last part he mumbled to himself. "Joey! Hurry up! I'm hungry!" his fathers voice rang trough his head and he sighed. "Yes dad." Joey turned around, starting to prepare breakfast, trying to suppress his tears that burned behind his eyelids. 'Seto... why can't you just love me back?'
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A/N So, this is the first chapter, way too short, but I was lazy. Review and I'll make the next one longer!! As you can see, I couldn't decide witch title to use, please say what you think.