Title: Bakura's Heart
Author: Dark Temptations
Rating: NC17 *smiles very sweetly*
Warnings: A heated description of Bakura's Elven lover.
Beta: Vash is my Angel
Disclaimer: I do not own Bakura - who is from the world of Yugioh. I also do not own Oralie - who is from Vash is my Angel's original Elf World. Although I would like to and if I did they would never leave their room again except to bathe at the hotspring and they would go there and back completely nekkid *smiles innocently*.
Summary: A poem about the Elven healer Oralie, as written by Bakura.
Author's Notes: This is a poem that came about during the Elf World/Yugioh RPG I play with a couple of my friends. During a game of Truth or Dare with three Mordel, an elven lover and the elven healer he is soon to take as his bonded, Bakura was dared to write a poem about his beloved Oralie. This is the result.
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Dark Temptations Presents
Bakura's Heart
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Hair like the gold that I used to steal, now steals my own heart.
Eyes like the sky of my homeland, that I fall into forever.
Lips as luscious as berries that I cannot resist tasting.
Skin made for kissing and touching and caressing and rubbing against.
Twin points of pleasure that make him gasp and moan as I suckle them.
A dip in his skin that I swirl with my tongue to make him tremble and sigh.
Legs so long I barely have the patience to stroke every inch of them.
Were there ever feet so perfect that could draw such aching from me?
But there, nestled between his thighs lies that which nightly I yearn for.
That which calls me to take it inside, so I can feel him move within me.
So I can feel that he is a part of me, as I so often am a part of him.
Strong as a sword, but he never wounds me with it.
So large - it fills me completely.
So heavy - I feel its weight as it pushes inside me.
It does not even lighten as its nectar fills me.
A touch and it pulses.
A breath and it throbs.
A kiss and the sweetest honey flows.
I drink of the source of pleasure with joy.
I take it inside me and moan as I am filled with him.
Our heartbeats fall into rhythm as our bodies do.
I treasure his friendship.
I need his companionship.
I desire his love, as I love him.
For the part of him that calls to me the most...
is that which is beautiful beyond any mortal words.
His true and loving heart.