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works/494684.
  Rating:
      Explicit
  Archive Warning:
      No_Archive_Warnings_Apply, Underage
  Category:
      M/M
  Fandom:
      Yu-Gi-Oh!_Zexal
  Character:
      Yuuma_Tsukumo, Ryoga_Kamishiro
  Stats:
      Published: 2012-08-24 Words: 1263
****** Guided Tour ******
by orphan_account
Summary
     After four months Yuuma finally persuades Ryoga to let him see where
     he lives. They end up spending a lot more time in the bedroom than is
     necessary for a simple tour. Sharkbaitshipping.
“So when do I get to go round to your house?”
Ryoga ignored the boy beside him, the one whose slightly sweaty palm was
swinging back and forth with incredible energy, taking his with it. They had
been together for just over four months and he supposed it was fair that Yuuma
got to see where he slept… when he wasn’t at Yuuma’s that was. The truth was
that he was embarrassed by the small and slightly messy apartment he lived in.
It was no secret that he lived alone but compared to Yuuma’s house, you could
barely call it living.
“Come on Ryooooooga!”
Rolling his eyes he stopped walking and let go of his insistent boyfriend’s
hand. Yuuma never called him Ryoga unless he really wanted something and Yuuma
never called him Ryoga and didn’t get his way.
“Fine, just, don’t be disappointed by it.”
There was that grin, the same one he used when he won a duel.
“C’mon, lets go back to my bike, I’ll drive us there.”
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“Woah, this is super cool.”
Yeah, cause threadbare carpet and cracked tiles were ‘cool’. Ryoga slipped his
shoes off and followed Yuuma inside, flicking on a light as he did so. Looking
around he decided that messy might not be the right word to describe the place.
Certainly the apartment itself was in a state of disrepair but apart from the
mess of sheets on his bed, he kept the place pretty tidy.
“Why didn’t you wanna show me this place before, Shark?”
“‘Cuz it’s a shithole.”
Walking over to the 52 inch plasma screen tv, somewhat of an antique, he
switched it on and began channel surfing. One good thing about being here as
opposed to Yuuma’s is the fact there were no family members to cockblock them.
He’d gotten sick and tired of Akari bursting in as one of them was in the
process of sucking the other off and having to scramble to make themselves look
decent. It was a surprise she hadn’t learnt to knock after the amount of times
it had happened. Part of him swore she was doing it purely because she wanted
to piss them off.
“How old is that thing?”
“About 70 years, it doesn’t even have 3D capability.”
Eyes wide and fingers running over the edges of the screen Yuuma continued to
make excited comments about the old tv. As amusing as it was, he couldn’t even
watch the thing with Yuuma dancing around in front of it.
“Leave the tv alone, it’s old yeah but it’s still just a tv. Come here and get
excited over me instead.”
“Promise you have no one who’s gunna barge in and ruin the mood.”
A sly smile grew on Ryoga’s face.
“Well there is that Russian mafia family that I owe a sexy young guy to but-“
He was cut off by Yuuma planting his lips on top of his own. Wrapping his arms
around Yuuma’s back he pulled the other onto his lap. Passionate and needy the
kiss quickly escalated. Tongues danced and teeth nibbled at lips. Already both
of their breaths were deep and rapid. Sliding Yuuma’s vest off of his
shoulders, he ran his hands down the warm skin of Yuuma’s toned and slender
arms. Yuuma’s hips rolled forwards, rubbing his crotch against Ryoga’s lower
abdomen. There was a smile on his face as he pulled his head backwards,
breaking from the kiss.
“Lets move this to my bed.”
The younger teen’s legs wrapped around his waist as he stood up and made the
short journey to his bed. Re-initiating the kiss he almost tripped over the
coffee table, too caught up in the warmth of Yuuma’s mouth.
Leaning over the bed, he placed Yuuma on his back, hands running underneath the
blue tank top. Fingers find slightly erect nipples and scratch and toy with
them. The slight moans Yuuma makes are beautiful. No guy he’s been with before
Yuuma had such sensitive nipples. Yuuma’s lips move down to his neck, sucking
and biting at the smooth skin, occasionally stopping to gasp or moan in
reaction to Ryoga’s fingers.
Nimble and quick Yuuma’s fingers undo his belt and fly, pushing his jeans and
boxers off his hips. Lightly ticking the base of Ryoga’s erect cock he stops
sucking at the base of his neck.
“On your back.”
There are no complaints given as he rolls over, pulling his pants completely
off throwing them to the side before he lays back. Eyes closed he relaxes into
the pleasure as Yuuma’s tongue gets to work. Dancing and toying with the head
he pulls Ryoga’s foreskin back, giving him full access to the sensitive glands.
His head pushes into the mattress as he tilts it back in pleasure, his fingers
anchored in Yuuma’s spiky hair. He moans as Yuuma takes his entire length in
his mouth, expert tongue zigzagging up the underside as he slowly moves back
towards the head. Giving one last lick to the swollen glands Yuuma looked up at
Ryoga.
“You wanna top?”
“Na, you can. Lube’s in the top drawer of the bedside cabinet.”
He shrugged off his jacket and threw it to the ground as he waited for Yuuma to
grab the lube and kick off his pants. It wasn’t long until the younger teen was
crawling back onto the bed and leaning over him to kiss his lips. He couldn’t
wait until Yuuma’s hard length was inside him and the sounds of their skin
slapping against each other as Yumma thrust in and out filled the room.
There was a popping noises followed by two slick fingers entering him. He
lifted his hips off the bed to give Yuuma a better angle of penetration.
“You and I both know I can take you without that, hurry up.”
There was a moment where aside from their breathing the only sound to be heard
was Yuuma coating his length with lube. Then there were the warm hands grabbing
his hips and a moan from both of them as he entered. Yuuma was as energetic in
bed as he was in every other aspect of life and Ryoga loved it. The fast and
deep thrusts were intercepted with the occasional slow one and and Ryoga’s
breath hitched everytime he brushed past his prostate. A sheen of sweat covered
them both as the sounds of their breathing grew louder.
“Go on your hands and knees.”
Transitioning from one position to another was never exactly smooth but when
Yuuma re-entered him it was instantly worth it. Strong fingers dug into his
hips as Yuuma’s own hips slammed against his ass. Moans from behind him getting
louder he knew the younger teen was getting close to release. He rocked
backwards against the cock that was thrusting into him, his breath constantly
hitching and shaking from pleasure.
With one last thrust Yuuma pulled his hips tight against Ryoga’s ass and held
them there as he came, grunting “Shark” as he did. The feeling of being filled
with his boyfriends cum almost sent him over the edge but not quite. As he
pulled out, Yuuma pushed Ryoga onto his back and began to lick and suck at his
cock again, warm mouth too much as his hips involuntarily thrust up as he
reached climax, Yuuma swallowing as much as he could, a thin trail of white
liquid still dripping down his chin as he lay down beside Ryoga. Both of their
hearts beating hard in their chests.
“How about I give you a tour of my shower?”
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