Completion

Note: (okay people, you know the drill!)
/ryou to bakura/ //bakura to ryou// 'thoughts' "speaking out loud"

~*Completion*~ (a one-shot fic. with R/B!!!)

It was a humid summer evening in July as Ryou Bakura sat at his window. He watched wearily as the sun set in the horizon. A gentle, warm breeze brushed back the teenager's soft locks of white into his fair- colored face. He involuntarily pushed his hair out of his chocolate colored orbs that were focused on the scene before him.

The fiery sun before him began to disappear behind the various buildings of Domino. The fading light cast ominous shadows on the earth below. The rays found their way to the sixteen-year-old and cast a soft, ethereal glow upon his peaceful face.

A darker figure stood watching his soul partner at the window. Awed at how beautiful his hikari was in the day's retreating beams of warmth, Bakura held his breath, almost afraid that the sight before him would vanish if he made a sound.

The sun took its final retreat away from the growing darkness and vanished, giving way to the advancing night. Ryou smiled to himself and came out of the hypnotic allure of the sunset. He sighed contentedly as he felt himself at ease.

His yami stepped forward silently, approaching his unaware light. After all, he was a tomb robber five millennia ago. He grew closer and made his move.

Ryou gasped as he felt a pair of strong arms wrap around his slim waist. He felt the lingering warmth of his darkness' breath on his neck. A cool, sweet kiss was place just beneath his ear and drew a sigh of comfort from him.

//Hello, Ryou.//

/Mmm----Bakura./

//Did you enjoy the sunset?// inquired the spirit as he lovingly placed his chin on his lighter half's head.

/Yes, I did. Did you see it as well?/

//I saw you enjoying the sunset. And that is just as good, koi.//

Ryou felt color rushing to his cheeks at his yami's fond caresses that were currently being placed on his neck. Feather-light kisses rained down the side of Ryou's face and he leaned into the once thief's touch.

Bakura could sense his hikari's excitement and brought his mouth back to the boy's ear. Ryou shivered at the feeling and goose bumps raised all over his pale skin.

The spirit chastely licked his aibou's ear and whispered, "Ryou, what do you want right now?"

The teen's eyes widened and spun around to face a startled Bakura. "You have to ask? I want you, right now, baka!"

And with that, the little light threw himself at his yami. He flung his arms around Bakura neck and pulled him into a simple, yet extremely passionate kiss. The spirit moaned and his hands found their way back to Ryou's waist. With a feeling inside of him growing more desperate and anxious, Bakura deepened the kiss.

Ryou moaned low in his throat as the dark one forced his hot tongue into his mouth. The hikari gladly accepted it and returned the gesture with his own. The two pressed their burning tongues together, desperately trying to fill an unspoken need. Again, Bakura took control of the kiss, not that Ryou minded.

//Oh, Ryou---// Bakura grumbled through their link. He explored the warm, welcoming cavern that was his hikari's mouth.

After thoroughly compressing his tongue into every crevice of Ryou mouth, Bakura growled with more chaos flowing through his veins. While still plunging into the moist abyss of Ryou's mouth, the spirit began backing the pair towards the bed. Once they reached there, the two broke apart. Each was drawing in ragged breaths from the lack of air.

"Ryou, if you feel like you need sleep for some reason tonight, tell me now. Otherwise, you are at my mercy," whispered Bakura seductively as he pushed his hikari onto the bed.

Ryou shook his head enthusiastically. "No, can't think of a thing."

//Good, I wasn't going to let you sleep anyways.// smirked Bakura, his own dark brown eyes flashing a hint of fervor. With that, he pounced on his light and began working on pulling off his shirt, revealing a smooth pale, well-toned chest. After he rid the younger of his offending garment, he pulled off his own and continued on with working on his prey squirming beneath him.

The light one gasped as his darkness drizzled sizzling kisses down his chest. He arched into his soul partner's torturing touch, loving every teasing gesture Bakura placed on him. The spirit added licks and soft bites to his assault causing the one beneath him to cry out in pleasure.

Ryou keened in his throat as the tomb robber began gently, but urgently sucking on his nipple as he rolled the other one into a hard peak beneath his skilled palms. He did the same for the other nipple.

After his attack on the little one's upper chest, Bakura traveled slowly downward, placing almost non-existent touch on his hikari's sides as he plunged his tongue into Ryou's navel. This caused the said boy to cry out in surprise and grasp his dark side's head, entangling his hands in Bakura's equally white hair.

Bakura just grinned at his hikari's antics and raised his head innocently to look into his koibito's eyes. They were half-lidded from the bliss his yami was creating. The spirit threw him a wink and ground his hips into his unsuspecting light's eliciting a groan of what was to come from each of them. Bakura could stand it no longer and began tugging off their pants in record time.

Once both were bare, Bakura hungrily licked his lips at the sight before. His beautiful precious hikari lie in front of him; just waiting to be taken by his darkness. The boy was so angelic and pure. To think that he had ever harmed this innocent creature was beyond Bakura. As if in reconciliation, he swooped down to gather Ryou into a searing kiss that was blatantly returned.

Bakura then drew away from his hikari and enveloped his mouth around his aibou's evident arousal that was begging to be touched. Ryou whimpered as he was consumed into the burning heat of his yami's mouth. The spirit gently sucked and licked around him while bracing his slender hips that instinctively thrust into the warmth. Ryou was nearly losing his mind as he began clenching the sheets underneath him. Bakura sensed his light's closeness to the top and backed away by placing almost invisible kisses on his arousal.

The young teen let out a soft whine at the loss of that wonderful heat. But he felt his need, his yearning grow even stronger and he wanted his yami inside him.

/Enough foreplay, baka! Take me already!/ grumbled Ryou, filled with an aggravating desire.

Bakura looked at his hikari questioningly, not used to that type of response from his 'innocent' half, and raised his eyebrow. Ryou adorably pouted, his eyes growing wide.

The dark one chuckled, nipped Ryou's earlobe and huskily whispered, "As you wish, aibou."

Ryou excitedly shuddered in anticipation at his darkness' words. Bakura grabbed the bottle of lube that sat on the nightstand next to the bed and coated his fingers. He gently slid them into his hikari's wet, tight entrance. His fingers moved in a flowing, scissoring motion as they stretched his lover in preparation. Ryou cried out in sheer bliss. While doing this, the two battled in a heart-stopping kiss.

Once Bakura felt that Ryou was ready, he coated his own erection and slowly, agonizingly pressed into the unbearably taut heat. Ryou spread his legs wider and his yami went further and further into the void of his entrance. Finally, Bakura could go nowhere else and patiently ignored his own need to begin driving unmercifully into his hikari.

Ryou adjusted to the painful, but wonderful intrusion and finally frustrated, swerved his hips upward. Bakura moaned at the impact and began sliding in and out of the tight heat.

Their pace became more frenzied as each thrust was filled with more passion and desperation. Ryou's face was covered in ecstasy as Bakura pounded into him, hitting his prostrate right on every time with unbelievable force. Emotions raced back and forth along their link, every feeling open to the other. The spirit began stroking Ryou's erection in time with his powerful thrusts and grunted as his hikari wrapped his legs around his waist, drawing the yami even deeper into the teen.

Each of them were at a their pinnacle and with one final plunge into the hikari, Ryou reached his completion and cried out, his koi's name on his lips. He released warm seed all over his lover and himself.

Bakura felt the tight ring of muscles in his hikari clench his arousal sending him over the edge, he too had reached his completion as his release dove rushing into his beloved.

Each, hikari and yami, light and darkness, collapsed from exhaustion. Ryou wearily opened his eyes looking into his yami's. Bakura was awed as he saw lust, desire, devotion and trust in his young hikari's gaze. He brushed his lips over Ryou's soft, pink swollen ones and slowly drew out of his love.

Ryou sighed happily as Bakura gathered him into his arms and pulled the covers over them. He snuggled into his dark's chest and he felt safe, secure, and loved.

//Aishiteru, aibou.// murmured Bakura as he began to drift.

/I love you too, Kura./ whispered Ryou as he took one last look out the window.

The light from day had completely been swallowed by darkness. But the stars had come out on the clear, warm summer night. The light shined in the dark, sheltered, as he was with his darkness.

~owari~

Authoress' note: Hey, that wasn't too bad, was it? Hope you like it. I just felt like writin' it. Tell me what you think if you want to. Oh, and by the way-----could anyone tell that that was my first lemon? (really, it was) See y'all soon! ^__^