Title: Olwen Makes a Discovery
Author: Dark Temptations
Rating: NC17 *smiles sweetly*
Warnings: Graphic sex and the odd bit of fluffiness
Beta: Vash is my Angel
Disclaimer: Are you sitting down? Well here's the bad news - I don't own Yugioh or Bakura. I also don't own Oralie, Secunda or Olwen - they're the incredible creations of my friend and Beta, Vash is my Angel. On top of that, I don't own Ithil either - he's the wonderful creation of another friend, Shadow's Mirror.
Summary: Olwen has a 'thing' for pushing people up against walls. But one day he makes a discovery that will make his hobby more enjoyable than he ever dreamed possible.
Terms: Mordel/Dark Elf - a type of elf that usually live in huge underground cities and who dislike light, they all have black hair, green eyes and long pointed ears.
Dedication: This is my 2007 Christmas present to my wonderful Beta, Vash is my Angel. Thank you so much for taking the time out of your busy schedule to beta all my fics for my Christmas update *huggles*.
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Dark Temptations Presents
Olwen Makes a Discovery
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One minute, Bakura was walking into the house that two of his friends and lovers shared. The next, he was pinned to a wall by a very grumpy Dark Elf.
Not at all concerned about his current position - which wasn't exactly uncommon - he grinned into the boy's bright green eyes. Olwen glared back at him.
"Hello, Olwen. So... what did I do to annoy you, today? I only just got here."
The boy's glare intensified. "Go."
Bakura moved his head a little so he could see over Olwen's shoulder. He took the scene in at a glance.
Warm fire. Soft rug in front of the warm fire. Another Dark Elf sitting on the soft rug in front of the warm fire.
A blushing, naked and fully aroused Dark Elf who had obviously been lying down on the soft rug in front of the warm fire only a minute or two earlier.
"Hi Secunda." Bakura gave the blushing and naked Dark Elf a cheerful little nod - causing the boy to blush even more deeply as he nodded back.
"Greetings, Bakura."
Returning his attention to Olwen, Bakura looked down between their bodies and arched an eyebrow. "It's not unusual to see you wandering around naked, but since you don't usually get hard just from that, I'm going to leap to the stunning conclusion that you're grumpy because I came in just as you were about to make wild passionate love to Secunda. I say 'about to' because if you'd actually been in the middle of it, there's no way he would have let you get up so fast."
At his words, three things happened.
Olwen growled loudly.
Olwen went from simply pinning Bakura's hands to the wall on either side of his head to pressing his whole body firmly against Bakura's as he tightened his hold on him.
Olwen's hardness - which was suddenly pressing against Bakura's with only the human's pants as a barrier between them - twitched.
Bakura felt the movement and knew what had caused it. Olwen was thinking about making love to Secunda. The same thoughts were filling Bakura's mind too - with the addition of himself in a threesome with the two beautiful and incredibly sexy Mordel.
The thought flitted across his mind like some fragile butterfly that he shouldn't allow himself to react - but his imagination and Olwen's naked nearness was too heady a combination for his naturally lust-driven body to resist.
As Bakura's shaft jumped to attention inside his - fortunately - loose-fitting pants, Olwen went still.
The glare that the Mordel levelled at the aroused human would have been enough to make any lesser being quiver with nervousness.
The moan of arousal slipped free of Bakura's lips before he could stop himself.
It wasn't that he had a weakness for grumpy Dark Elves glaring at him. Really. It was just that Olwen's glare made his green eyes gleam like emeralds.
Thief King Bakura always had been partial to emeralds.
As Olwen arched an eyebrow at him, the thin layer of reason that had been holding Bakura in check finally snapped.
Olwen's gasp of surprise as he was kissed parted his lips just enough for an agile tongue to slip inside his warm, wet mouth.
By the time Bakura eased back - ten minutes or so later - Olwen was looking a little dazed. Bakura couldn't blame him. That had been one of his better kisses.
Perhaps a little too good. While he'd been distracted, his right leg had somehow managed to wrap itself around Olwen's thigh.
Olwen looked down at Bakura's movement and frowned a little as he watched him move until he was standing on both feet again. He looked up again and frowned into the human's smug brown eyes. "Go."
Bakura chuckled as Olwen released him and moved back, then crossed his arms and scowled. "All right, I get the message. You want to be alone with Secunda. I'm going. I just came over to tell you both that there's going to be a snowstorm this afternoon. It looks like a pretty bad one, too."
As he spoke, he headed for the door - hoping that Olwen wouldn't notice the slight hitch in his step. His pants were loose... but not so loose that he wasn't a bit uncomfortable after that kiss.
As soon as he got home, Oralie was getting pounced on.
"Thank you, Bakura. I will put the storm shutters up." Secunda spoke quietly, his husky voice the only sign that witnessing the heated kiss between Olwen and Bakura had affected him at all.
Bakura gave Secunda a wicked grin as he paused to open the door. "Have fun with Olwen." He quickly made his escape before Olwen could do more than glare at him.
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Secunda watched his lover glare at the door for almost a minute after Bakura left. As the seconds ticked by without Olwen moving, Secunda's arousal began to fade.
Then his lover turned and fixed him with an unfathomable look.
As Olwen began to move towards him - his steps as stealthy and sure as a predator and his eyes locked on those of his prey - Secunda could feel his pulse begin to race. His arousal revived completely as desire surged through him.
How he loved this glorious male. How he loved sharing his life and his bed.
Especially his bed.
Secunda licked his suddenly dry lips as Olwen came to a stop a few feet away. He looked up as his lover towered over him and began to lie down.
"No."
Disbelief flew through him - swiftly followed by an ache of disappointment.
Olwen had been turning him down less and less as he became more accustomed to lovemaking, but there were still times when Olwen's fear of sex got the better of him.
"Come."
Secunda blinked and searched Olwen's face for an explanation that didn't come.
Hope flared within him as Olwen held out his hands.
Secunda accepted his lover's help and stood - barely managing not to wince as the movement made his heavy manhood ache. When Olwen kept hold of one hand and began to lead him off, he followed silently. He knew better than to ask what was going on. Olwen always preferred to show rather than tell.
Which wasn't always such a bad thing.
When Olwen led him over to the wall where he had pinned Bakura - Secunda arched an eyebrow.
When Olwen suddenly pinned him to the wall in the same spot - Secunda gasped.
As he eyed his lover in shock, Secunda suddenly became aware of two things.
Olwen was holding his hands against the wall, but gently enough that he could easily get free if he wished to.
He and Olwen were both naked and - judging from the hardness pressing against his own as Olwen leaned into him - his lover was just as aroused as he was.
The feel of Olwen's heated sex hard against his own and his warm body pressing close was so wonderful. So very wonderful.
Secunda moaned softly.
As if that had been the signal he had been waiting for, Olwen moved.
His hands slid up from Secunda's wrists until they were palm to palm. Their fingers laced and a different sort of warmth flooded through Secunda. He smiled a little at his tender lover and was startled when Olwen gave him the smallest smile in return. It was barely noticeable - but the warmth inside him doubled at the sight of it.
Olwen remained still and seemed to be waiting for something. Secunda took a chance. Leaning forward, he softly captured his lover's lips with his own.
What started as a gentle meeting of lips flamed into a heated exchange of passion as Olwen immediately deepened the kiss to the point that Secunda was soon moaning softly. As soon as his lips parted, Olwen's tongue was inside his mouth - tasting, exploring and stroking over Secunda's tongue as if it wanted to get to know every detail of it and commit it to memory.
As if Olwen hadn't already memorised every part of his body.
While he kissed Secunda into a daze, Olwen began to move - rubbing his body against his lover's until Secunda was making soft, needy sounds as well as louder moans.
Olwen moved a little differently and pushed a leg between Secunda's. He did it again, more insistently, when his lover just continued to kiss him. When Secunda still didn't respond the way he wanted him to, Olwen released one hand.
Secunda moaned loudly into the kiss as Olwen's hand trailed down his side and over his hip. He moaned again as Olwen broke away from the kiss - in disappointment. Then Olwen began peppering kisses over his neck and Secunda was happy again.
So happy and distracted that he almost missed hearing Olwen's husky voice.
"Up."
Too dazed by pleasure to even try and work out what Olwen wanted, Secunda nuzzled his face into his lover's hair. "I want you." He moaned again as his words caused Olwen to rub more firmly against him.
"I know. Up."
Feeling a tap on his leg, Secunda finally worked out what Olwen meant. He carefully slipped the limb up the outside of Olwen's leg and onto his thigh, as he had noticed Bakura doing, earlier.
Then he gasped and moaned loudly as Olwen pressed closer and he felt his lover's hardness pulse against him as it moved between his legs.
Instinctively, Secunda slipped his arm around Olwen's neck and clung to him as he tried to lift his leg just a little higher - to open himself to his lover just a little more.
Olwen went still for a moment - as if he was considering a new idea - then slipped his hand back to Secunda's hip. His other hand moved to the same place on Secunda's other side. He kissed his way up to Secunda's ear, then whispered to him.
"Up."
Secunda moaned as he realised what Olwen wanted him to do.
With both arms around Olwen's neck and holding on tightly, Secunda waited until Olwen' arms went tightly around his waist and then allowed his strong lover to bear his weight as he moved his other leg up and around Olwen's hip. He locked his ankles together and then moaned as he felt Olwen's hardness pressing into his bottom.
He nuzzled Olwen's neck happily and smiled as his movement drew out a very soft moan from his normally silent lover.
Then Olwen moved one hand under his bottom - using the wall and his own body to keep him in place - and Secunda moaned as he felt Olwen position himself against his entrance. Realisation of his lover's intention sent a thrill of excitement through him and he moaned into his ear. "Oh yes. Olwen. Take me. Now."
When Olwen immediately began to fill him with his heated length, it was all Secunda could do to keep from immediately finding his release.
Olwen started off slowly and carefully, although whether that was due to his usual fear of hurting Secunda or if he was unsure this new position would work, Secunda wasn't sure. He had no complaints about it, anyway. His beloved was moving inside him - his strokes becoming faster and more forceful.
Secunda clung to Olwen and moaned happily as he licked, kissed and suckled his neck. He knew how sensitive his lover was there and he was determined to return at least a little of the incredible pleasure he was feeling.
When the soft moaning started, Secunda knew he'd succeeded.
Minutes - or perhaps hours - passed while the two Mordel made love against the wall. They were too focused on each other to notice something as unimportant as the passage of time. But when Secunda cried out as his pleasure reached its peak, it was barely a second before Olwen gasped and shuddered from his own release.
Olwen rested his head on Secunda's shoulder, his body still trembling a little from the aftershocks of his pleasure. His breath came in harsh pants and he leaned heavily against his lover, holding him upright more with his body and the wall than with the hands that gripped his hips too loosely to be of much help.
Secunda held Olwen close as he gently nuzzled his hair. His breath was also coming in gasps and pants and every now and then a slight shudder would pass through him from a leftover ripple of pleasure.
He moaned softly in protest as Olwen moved, then fell silent when he realised that the boy was only shifting his grip and not leaving him.
When Olwen moved away from the wall, Secunda tightened his hold and rested his head against his lover's shoulder.
When Olwen carried him over to their bed, Secunda moaned as the motion caused Olwen's hardness to move within him.
By the time they reached the bed, Secunda's shaft was again full, heavy and aching for the release that the look in Olwen's eyes promised would not be long in coming.
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When the snowstorm that Bakura had predicted hit the city - two hours later - Ithil shapeshifted from a fluffy white kitten into his black-haired human child form and hurried around the house, closing the storm shutters.
Olwen and Secunda were so busy making love that they didn't even notice.
When Bakura later commented on how loud the storm had been, he wondered why Secunda's face suddenly turned so red.
The next time Olwen pinned him to a wall - he found out.
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