Title: Teaching Olwen
Author: Dark Temptations
Beta: Vash is my Angel
Rating: NC17
Warnings: Graphic descriptions
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh or Bakura and Ryou - I'm just borrowing them and I promise to clean them up again before I return them. Olwen, Fin, Oralie and Secunda are original characters created by my friend Vash is my Angel. The Elf World is also Vash's. The Twilight is an original place created by my friend Shadow's Mirror. All of them are in this fic with their knowledge and permission
Summary: Because of his past experience, Olwen doesn't believe that males can have sex more than once in a short period of time without it hurting. Bakura is determined to teach him otherwise - with a little help from Ryou.
Terms: Dark Elves - cousins to the elves with black hair, green eyes, larger ears and a low tolerance for sunlight who live in underground cities. Mordel - another name for Dark Elves. The Twilight - a magical place where an hour is equal to a minute in the outside world.
Author's Notes: This is another fic based off an RPG my friends and I play. In the RP, Bakura is with an elven healer named Oralie, Ryou is with a human ranger named Fin, Olwen the Dark Elf is with another Dark Elf named Secunda and they're all living in an elven city.
Dedication: In the couple of years since Vash introduced me to Olwen, I've come to love this grumpy and antisocial Dark Elf very much. I love to write about him too - although Vash keeps telling me that I have him talking and smiling too much *blushes*. I'm writing this for her and another friend of ours - a big fangirl of Bakura and Ryou.
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Dark Temptations Presents
Teaching Olwen
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Olwen was not a happy Dark Elf.
Not that there was anything unusual about that, really. Olwen was rarely happy. But at that moment, he was even more unhappy than usual.
In fact, he was downright irritable.
He crossed his arms and glared at the source of his irritation - the white-haired teenager standing in front of him, grinning as smugly as a kitten who had just wheedled a nice fat fish out of the local water nymph. The boy had just showed up at his door and grabbed his hand, then brought him to a small cottage. He had done that before - several times - but this time he had done it without giving Olwen a headache with all his talking first. "Why did you bring me here?"
Bakura grinned at Olwen. "Because I've finally figured it out."
Olwen arched an eyebrow but didn't say a word. He knew Bakura would explain. Bakura always explained. The human spoke far too much. It was annoying - but it was also useful on occasion.
Bakura pouted when Olwen didn't prompt him. "I've finally figured out why you're so grumpy all the time. You don't get enough sex!" He proclaimed it as if he had just announced the answer to one of the great mysteries of life.
Olwen's eyebrow arched higher. He remained silent, but sighed to himself. It was going to be one of those talks. Again. What was it with this human and sex? He seemed to think of little else.
Bakura pouted again. "What, no applause? Fine, be like that then. But I'm still going to show you what I brought you here for." He pointed to the bed. "There!"
Against his better judgement, Olwen looked. His eyebrow vanished into his hair. "I know what a bed is."
"Huh?" Bakura turned around and blinked at the empty bed. "Ah. He's not... He was supposed to be... Hang on while I find out where... Oh, there he is!" Bakura breathed a sigh of relief as a very flushed, very naked and slightly damp, boy suddenly occupied the bed. "You're late."
Ryou nodded. "I know. I am sorry. I was bathing with Fin and he... um..." He blushed even more and moved - going from kneeling to sitting cross-legged in an attempt to hide his obvious hardness.
Bakura grinned and nodded. "I get the idea. I'm sure he pouted a lot when you told him you couldn't play with him that way until after this."
Ryou's blush confirmed his yami's guess even before he nodded. "Yes. I couldn't just leave him like that." His cheeks were now bright red.
"Of course not." Bakura's eyes twinkled. "Want a drink?"
"Please... Oh!" Ryou's colouring earned him the title of 'most blushy boy of the year' for the third year running. "Bakura!"
Bakura chuckled as he fetched his light a glass of water. "What? You and your boyfriend were bathing together, all wet and naked, and you had to turn him down. I don't have to be the genius that I am to realise how you would have comforted him."
Ryou hid his face behind his hands, moving only to take the glass he was offered. "Oh dear."
Olwen listened to the two humans talk - his confusion growing by the moment. That didn't stop him from looking at the naked human on the bed, though.
He'd always been curious about Ryou. The boy was quiet and polite and blushed at the slightest thing - completely opposite to Bakura. When he'd decided to learn how to prepare another male, Ryou had been the one he had asked. He still remembered the strange feeling of disappointment he'd felt when Ryou had showed him with the aid of a strange device he had called a 'vibrator'.
The human had said it was because he felt that Olwen should be with someone he loved first, but since Olwen hadn't cared about that... He still thought Ryou just hadn't wished to be with him.
Something similar had happened on the last night of the feast, too. Ryou had gone willingly with him - to this very cottage - but they had not done what Olwen had wished for. Ryou had said they didn't have enough time. Fin had been waiting for him, but Olwen knew about the Twilight and its affect on time. It had just been another excuse.
What excuse would Ryou find this time?
Bakura turned to smile at Olwen. "So... You're probably wondering why I brought you here and why Ryou is here, all naked and tempting."
Olwen was wondering all of that, but he decided not to admit it and just shrugged.
"I haven't forgotten my promise to you, Olwen. This is part of that."
Bakura's eyes were suddenly serious and Olwen tensed a little. Bakura serious usually meant he was going to say or do something interesting. As for the promise he was speaking of...
"You said you would fix me." Just thinking of it made Olwen even more tense. He wanted to be fixed, but... so far Bakura had just shown him a lot of things that had made him confused.
"Yeah." Bakura nodded. "Come sit down and I'll tell you what this is all about." He sat on the bed beside Ryou.
Olwen hesitated, but only for a second. He was curious about Ryou's presence there and if he just needed to sit down to find out... he had paid far higher prices for less. He sat down on the edge of the bed and looked at Bakura - waiting.
"You want to be able to touch and be touched, like anyone else, right?" Bakura's voice was soft, but Olwen had no trouble hearing him. Dark Elves had exceptional hearing, after all. Seeing that the human had stopped and seemed to be waiting for confirmation, Olwen nodded once. Sure enough, Bakura started talking again. "I know the hardest part for you is what happened in your past. Memories are powerful things and your memories tell you that touch brings nothing but pain. Even though you're willing to touch now - and to be touched - a part of you still expects that pain to come."
Olwen frowned. He wasn't quite sure he liked this human knowing him so well. "It will."
Bakura reached out and gently stroked Olwen's cheek. His hand was warm and it felt good. Olwen leaned into it a little, unable to stop himself from enjoying it. This sort of touch wasn't like the rest. He had never experienced anything like it before. Was that why he enjoyed it so?
"There are many ways to join two bodies together."
Why was it that the human always had to speak and ruin a perfectly good moment?
"The way you choose... It depends on what you want to accomplish and what you want the one you are with to feel, during your time together."
Olwen frowned a little. The human had told him the same thing before. It still made no sense to him. How could there be more than one way? Sex was sex. But Bakura was a strange human who seemed to think otherwise and there was no point in telling him the truth. He never listened. Olwen knew that - as long as he didn't say anything to encourage him - the human would soon tire of talking to himself.
"Most people want the one they're with to feel pleasure or happiness or just to feel good. The ones who hurt you... they weren't like that. They only wanted you to feel pain."
Well... maybe not 'soon'.
"Olwen... Bakura is right."
The soft voice caught Olwen's attention. Surprised as much by Ryou speaking as he was by what the boy had said, Olwen looked at him. "Touch is pain."
Ryou nodded. "It can be. Yes. But... not all touches are like that. Are they?" He reached out and gently stroked Olwen's cheek, just as Bakura was still stroking the other one.
Olwen was very confused. Ryou was right. The touch on his cheek... There was no pain. Yet. But... the fact that Ryou was touching him... That made him reconsider things a little. Olwen knew the gentle boy would never cause pain deliberately. He knew it as well as he knew that Bakura could do so easily, if he wished to. If Ryou was willing to touch in that way...
Could there be something in all the nonsense Bakura was speaking?
Of course not. All the human ever spoke was nonsense.
Olwen leaned into Ryou's touch a little and waited for Bakura to continue talking. He had been silent for almost a minute now so he was overdue.
"I know they made you believe that touch brings pain. They also taught you that sex hurt. But you know that was just because they never used oil on you. I told you that before and I've proven it too."
Right on schedule.
Olwen arched an eyebrow at the human's bold claims. While he admitted that, when he took them, Secunda and Bakura both seemed to feel none of the pain he had felt all the times he had been taken - he still wasn't convinced it was because of the oil he had prepared them with.
Ryou had shown him how to use it, but it had been Bakura who had convinced him to try it. Olwen remembered how the human had made a fist and told Olwen to try to push his finger inside it through the top, then how Bakura had oiled Olwen's finger up and told him to try it again. It had gone in far more easily.
Perhaps it was not such a bold claim after all. Olwen had felt the difference with the oil.
Bakura looked at him and Olwen felt a little uneasy. The human's gaze was so intent... so serious... He was definitely not going to like what he was about to hear.
"You need to give yourself time, Olwen. The memories are still strong, so you keep expecting to feel pain. That means you're not focused entirely on what you're feeling at the time. Pleasure. You're always so tense. You need to relax more and just let yourself... feel."
Olwen looked away. It was very unsettling to know that this human could read him so easily.
Bakura gently stroked Olwen's cheek. "You know about the oil, but there's still one thing I know bothers you. As far as I can work out, it's the only thing left that you could still expect pain to come from."
Now what was the human babbling on about? Olwen looked at Bakura and arched an eyebrow as he waited for the nonsense to continue.
"When you used to be taken... They didn't just do it once and then stop. They kept going. Every time... hurt you more. Right?"
Bakura's voice was soft and Olwen knew it was to try and soothe him even as his words caused the hated memories to flow into his mind. He nodded once, not trusting his voice enough to say even his usual 'hn'.
"I've told you that the oil makes a difference to that. You don't need to stop. It won't start to hurt if you keep going. I know you don't believe me. So I've been trying to think of a way to show you. Like I did with the oil."
Olwen frowned. He really didn't like the sound of this. With Ryou there, all naked, he was suddenly very uneasy about what this foolish human might be planning. "No."
"It is all right, Olwen. He is not going to do anything bad or painful to me." Ryou smiled and stroked Olwen's hair just the way he liked it. Suspicious, Olwen eyed the two humans warily.
"How?"
Bakura smiled. "I'm going to show you just what happens when a male releases inside another male."
Olwen arched his eyebrow and remained silent - wondering what the human was babbling about this time.
Ryou moved - getting up onto his knees and turning so he was facing away from Olwen and Bakura. Blushing deeply, he put his forearms down on the bed so his bottom was in the air.
Bakura moved to one side of his light's bottom and gestured for Olwen to move to the other side. His curiosity peaking, Olwen decided to humour the strange human.
"This is a male bottom. Also known as a butt, buttocks, bum or backside." Bakura gently patted Ryou's bottom, making his light giggle, then grinned at Olwen. "I'm sure you've seen one or two before. Now this, is the part of the bottom where manbits get put while making love." He pointed to Ryou's entrance, but didn't touch it. "Have a good look, Olwen. See how small and tight it is? It doesn't look like a finger would fit inside, let alone something as big as your little Olwen, right?"
Olwen arched an eyebrow at the words 'manbits' and 'little Olwen', but nodded anyway. It was true. If he hadn't seen it for himself, he would never have believed that anything as large as the 'vibrator' Ryou had used that other time would have fit inside him.
"Now... When you were..." Bakura frowned and shook his head. "No, I won't put it like that. Olwen, if you were to try to put something as large as your little Olwen inside Ryou right now, what do you think would happen?"
Olwen frowned. He didn't have to think at all to answer that. "It would hurt him."
Bakura nodded. "Yeah. It would. But what else?"
Olwen's frown deepened as he tried to work out what the human meant. "That is all."
"No. It's not. Give me your hand." He held out his hand.
Eyeing the human warily, Olwen put his hand in Bakura's. He watched him closely. At the first sign that he was going to do something strange, he would pull his hand away.
Bakura began to lightly rub the back of Olwen's hand. "Feel that? When something rubs against something else, there's pressure. If you rub harder, there's more pressure. Lighter, there's less. But the more you rub, the more you feel it, too." He made a fist of his hand. "Now imagine this is Ryou's bottom and someone puts something inside and then moves it in and out."
Olwen understood and moved his finger to the top of Bakura's fist, as he had with the oil demonstration. He pushed it inside and pulled it out again. Bakura kept talking as he did it. "Feel your finger rubbing inside? Because there's no oil, you have to put more force behind it than if there was oil. That means you're rubbing harder. Inside Ryou's entrance, it's a lot more sensitive than my hand. So this doesn't hurt me at all, but the real thing would hurt a lot."
It made a strange sort of sense. The words alone were confusing, but Olwen could feel the pressure Bakura was talking about. He remembered when he'd tried the same thing with oil. His finger had gone in and out so much more easily. He'd also noticed that his lovers had seemed to feel even the slightest movement of his hand or shaft inside them - which suggested that Bakura was right about how sensitive it was in there.
Bakura smiled at Olwen. "Now... you know what happens when you add oil, but it's not just the oil that makes it easier. Watch." He picked up the small bottle standing on the bedside table and carefully poured a little of it into Ryou's entrance. Olwen watched, confused.
"Now there's oil... but it's still way too tight. The rubbing wouldn't be as bad, but it would still hurt, because a manbit would stretch him fully the moment it went inside him. That much stretching at once will also hurt."
Olwen frowned as he thought about what Bakura was saying. So there was more than one reason why it hurt? That just made it more confusing. But... Oil and stretching. Bakura and Ryou had showed him both of those. There was nothing new here.
"I know this."
Bakura nodded. "I'm getting there. But first, I need to prepare Ryou." He began to do just that - his fingers rubbing and gently entering his light's tight opening, stretching him and making him moan happily as he pushed eagerly back into the touches.
Olwen's frown deepened. He didn't like this. "You will not show me with him."
Bakura smiled at Olwen. "I'm just preparing him. Then I'm going to take him. Once. That's all."
Olwen didn't understand, but he remained silence. The human had said he would only take Ryou once. He believed him - at least in that.
When Bakura was done preparing Ryou, he moved out of the way and gestured to his light's bottom. "See the difference?"
Although he studied the newly stretched and oiled entrance with feigned indifference, Olwen was really taking it all in very intently. He could see the difference clearly and he was rather surprised at how much larger Ryou's opening looked now. It still didn't look quite large enough, but he could see what Bakura meant. It would surely be far less painful than it would have been.
Olwen leaned over and watched Ryou's face as Bakura moved into position and began to enter his light. Bakura had been right. There was nothing but pleasure on Ryou's face as he moaned and pushed back against his lover to try and take in more of him. Olwen continued to watch Ryou's face curiously as Bakura continued to thrust inside him.
He didn't understand. Ryou had not said a word in denial of all that Bakura had said. Surely he would not allow his other to take him more than once? No... Bakura had said he would only take him once. So Ryou would be all right.
Bakura and Ryou both cried out - pulling Olwen out of his thoughts. He peered underneath Ryou and was just in time to see him find his release. Sitting up again, Olwen looked at Bakura.
Bakura smiled and nodded to Olwen. "Now... come around here beside me. When I pull out of him... look at him closely. I think... you might understand then."
Very curious, Olwen nodded once and moved to where Bakura had said, then watched as the human eased himself out of his lover and then looked at Ryou's opening. He frowned and shifted, leaning in a little to get a better look. His eyebrow arched - vanishing into his hair.
Ryou's entrance was now much more open. It was easily the right size for the shaft that had been inside it. It also still gleamed with the oil Bakura had used, but there was something else there now as well. Something very familiar.
Sitting up again, Olwen looked at Bakura and waited for the explanation he knew the talkative human wouldn't be able to resist providing.
"Fingers can only stretch it so much. When you put your manbits in there, it stretches it the rest of the way." Bakura spoke very quietly but Olwen was listening so intently he had no trouble hearing him. "Oil eases the way, but manmilk is also very slippery. A lot of oil is better than a little, so when you have a decent amount of oil and then add manmilk to that, it's better still."
Olwen frowned as he looked at Ryou's opening again. As much as he didn't want to admit it, the human's words did fit with what he was seeing. Could it really be true?
There was only one way to find out.
Reaching out, Olwen carefully pushed a finger inside Ryou. It went in easily and Olwen could feel the slippery, sticky wetness enveloping it. He moved it just a little and Ryou moaned - causing him to pause for a second before he realised that it had been a moan of pleasure. Olwen moved his finger again, causing another pleasured moan to escape Ryou's lips.
Bakura spoke softly and Olwen inwardly sighed. Could the wretched human not be quiet for more than a few heartbeats? He was tempted to just not listen, but he didn't want to risk missing something that might result in his hurting Ryou.
"So, to recap, there are two things that cause pain. Pressure and stretching. Pressure is relieved by oil and stretching is relieved by... um... stretching. You know what I mean." Bakura shrugged as Olwen arched an eyebrow at him in mild amusement. "When a male takes another male, his manbits stretch the opening even more so it will comfortably take him inside and when he finds his release, his manmilk will make the way even more slippery and easier to move in and out of, reducing the pressure even more."
Bakura looked at Olwen. "But there's something else that will show you when it's all right for you to take another male. Look underneath him."
Arching his eyebrow higher, Olwen did just that. He frowned. "What?"
"He's still hard." Bakura grinned as Olwen frowned more deeply at him. "That means that he still wants to make love. He hasn't had enough." He pointed to his hard shaft. "Neither have I. Our bodies are our best way of knowing how much is enough."
Olwen frowned as he thought back to the times he had been with Secunda and Bakura. He remembered the way Bakura had tried to get him to take him a second time. He remembered how Secunda had not said anything - but had looked more than a little disappointed as Olwen had pulled out of him. He remembered how Ryou had given himself release in the spring even after he had done so several times while Olwen had been learning to prepare a male.
He remembered how hard he had still been after he had taken Secunda and Bakura just once.
He hadn't wanted to hurt them so he'd ignored it, but... was that why Secunda always went to the bathhouse by himself later? He'd caught him sneaking out quite a few times.
Olwen looked at Ryou. Did he dare? He knew Bakura would never risk his other. He knew it as well as he knew his own name. If Bakura was willing to have Ryou be a part of this...
"Ryou... may I take you?"
The look of joy on Ryou's face chased most of Olwen's doubts away. "Oh yes, please!" The eager response took care of most of the rest.
When Ryou moaned, purred, sighed, arched and made happy sounds until he found his release for a second time - with Olwen buried deep inside him as he found his release as well - the last of Olwen's doubts slinked back into the deepest corners of his mind. They might come out every now and then to give him second thoughts - and Olwen wasn't entirely sure he believed everything Bakura had told him - but it was a start.
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Two weeks later, when a sated and very happy Secunda was curled up asleep in his arms in their new - and big enough to easily fit four people - bed, Olwen finally admitted to himself that the white haired human had indeed told him the truth.
You really could make love more than once without it hurting.
But since he was making love to Secunda at least twenty times a day and Bakura still said he was grumpy... his not getting enough sex was obviously not the reason for it at all.
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