“You have 2 hours,” Seth said gravely to them in the Whisperer Tongue, his ice-cold eyes piercing through the five Whisperers, sending chills through their spine. “After that, they will have to leave and never return here ever again. They’ve given their word, so you better make sure they keep it.”
“Yes, brother,” Seto said, sporting an identical glare as he watched his twin, Katz and Obsidian leaving the room. As soon as they were out, Duke Devlin quickly locked it and was the first to glomp his little Soldier.
“That was the biggest risk you’ve ever took in your entire life! He could’ve kill you with a glance for trespassing here! What were you thinking?”
“We had to come here,” Tristan said, hugging his beloved mate tightly. “After what we heard from that Mahad guy, how could we stay back and leave you alone?”
“Mahad…” Marik perked up from his hugging his Dark Chocolate, recognizing the name mentioned.
“Yeah, he asked me to send his regards to you. I heard about him being engaged to your sister and stuff…” Before Malik could continue, Marik had clasped his mouth shut with a death glare in his blood-reddish purple eyes. Malik knew then that it was a big mistake mentioning about his sister.
“Brother Marik, he didn’t mean any harm,” Bakura said in Whisperer Tongue and pried Marik’s hand off his Dark Chocolate’s mouth.
“I’m…I’m sorry, Master Marik…I didn’t mean to…” Malik almost stammered, waiting for whatever punishment his mate would incur his wrath on him. Somehow it didn’t come. Probably because he is surrounded by his fellow brethren giving him that warning look, or probably because of Malik’s heavily pregnant state, or probably because just for that moment, Marik truly missed Malik and was not in a mood for master-slave rituals, but Marik decided to hug and hush him in comfort instead of wanting to pin him to the wall and slap him senseless.
“Aww, that is so cute!” Ryou cooed as he watched the two lovebirds together in each other’s embrace.
“How could they do this to you guys?” Yugi said, frowning at the mark on his beloved’s shoulder. “You were only loving us like anyone else would to their lover and their child. How could they let you suffer such an unfair death penalty and forbid you guys to see us as if they own you or something? It’s just not fair!”
“Yeah,” Tristan agreed. “Duke, you’re the better talker around here. Why did they do this to you?”
“I’m sorry, I can’t,” Duke replied sadly. “It’s…personal…”
“How personal can it be dat ya can’t see us fer just a moment?!” Joey exclaimed. “Ya dinna break any rules! So what if ya guys moved outta ya post tuh see us? Is ya world more offa big deal than ours n our babies’ lives?”
“It’s not that simple, young one. We have responsibilities. We have obligations. Just like you having the obligation to your human world by repopulating the human race, we have the obligation to look out for our people. The Ethereal Clan is not as easy living as you think, young one. Please understand our plight.”
“What is it that you’re hiding?” Ryou asked, recognizing the tone that people gave whenever they have a secret. “Is it something so bad that you can’t tell us about?”
“Hush…” Bakura whispered, putting a finger on Ryou’s lips. He advanced closer to give him a kiss. It was a very soft one at first, then it got more and more passionate until they were literally making out in front of everyone.
“What the…Guys! Get a room!” Malik exclaimed at the way they were snogging each other like it was nobody’s business.
“I suppose since we have only two hours to spare, we’ll have to make the most of it,” Duke chuckled and tickled Tristan’s sensitive spot around the back of his ear. When Tristan shouted in protest, Duke gave a seductive look and said, “No time to be shy now, Little Soldier. Come, let’s make sweet music together, like we always did.”
“P-Pervert…” Tristan’s primal need betrayed his rationale as he felt his ‘womanhood’ and his nipples aching with want. Seeking whatever decent distance away from the others (since the room is quite big), Duke and Tristan began to lose themselves in the passion of love-making. The same applied to everyone as they, too, looked for a decent spot to make out, may it be under the table, behind the curtains, on the other side of the pillars or just plain in the middle of the room. Not many words were spared as time was of the essence and they wanted to get as much pleasure out of each other as possible.
As the human five were heavy with child, the Whisperer five took care not to give either the ‘mother’ or the children too much strain. Bakura let Ryou remain on his wheelchair while he helped him undress from his beautiful satin kimono. Placing Ryou’s legs on his shoulder, Bakura made his way towards his opening and worked his talented tongue on his clit, licking and sucking and tongue-fucking his pussy till they were wet with Ryou’s juice and his own drool. Ryou whined and mewled in ecstasy. Oh! how he missed the feeling of his Whisperer mate on him. Bakura tried hard not to cum just by the voice of Ryou as he continued licking his Princess’s cup while prepared himself for the grand entrance. Seeing that Ryou was more than ready—what with his begging in tears to be entered—he slowly pushed himself in, careful not to do any harm on the triplets he was carrying. With his hands holding onto the wheelchair’s armrests for support and Ryou’s legs wrapped around his waist, he started a steady rhythm which sent Ryou into peals of cries and moans of pleasure.
Yugi and Yami, on the other hand, were just as ecstatic as Ryou and Bakura. Yami, as soon as they were decently alone, immediately dove under the table and began assaulting Yugi with butterfly kisses, leaving lovebites everywhere on his tiny body while his skillful fingers worked on getting his little Light wet and ready enough to be penetrated. He thought Yugi was sexy as it is, but seeing a pregnant Yugi moaning and panting with his half-closed eyes as he adoringly enjoyed every kiss showered upon him was just simply erotic, and it sent Yami into the horniest mood he had ever had in his life. No imagination while he was self-pleasuring himself on those lonely hours in his room could ever compare with what he was looking at right now. It was all he could do not to just jump him there and then and ravish him hungrily. When he was done preparing himself and finally entered him, because he worried about hurting Destiny and Hope, he rammed into Yugi as moderately as possible, but when Yugi begged for him to go faster and harder, his reservations went straight out of the window and pounded Yugi until he was screaming with satisfaction.
Tristan was much more desperate than his mate when they started getting it on. He was so desperate that he practically ripped off the loincloth Duke was wearing and attacked his manhood, licking and sucking and pumping it feverishly and hungrily like it was a piece of very delicious meat popsicle. Duke purred and panted breathlessly as he let his mate blow him, his hands gripping tightly at Tristan’s hair, struggling not to cum too soon. Finally, unable to handle the sweet torture any longer, he pulled Tristan off his dick and swiftly entered Tristan with one thrust, making Tristan yelp in pleasure. He didn’t need to prepare his Soldier because he was already very wet with lust (and the fact that Tristan diddle himself while blowing Duke), so he just went on and pin him against the pillar, carried and wrapped Tristan’s legs around his waist and began pounding into him fast and hard, satiating his two months’ worth of need.
Marik and Malik, as soon as they got behind the curtains, got straight down to business. Marik told him in his limited Human Tongue vocabulary that his little Dark Chocolate had been a bad boy for risking both his and his baby’s life by coming here to the Sky City, and Malik begged at Marik to be punished. Instead of making him go on all fours or making him face down on his lap due to his pregnant situation, Marik made Malik sit down bridal-style on his lap with his legs held up high enough so that his buttocks were showing. Lifting the bottom of the kimono to expose his dark Egyptian skin and holding his legs up higher with one hand, Marik, with his superhuman strength, spanked Malik hard, alternating between cheeks and in the middle. Malik screamed in both pain and pleasure, asking his Master for another as the pain traveled all the way from his ass to the rest of his body, including his other nether regions, and by the time Marik had done spanking him, his ass was going crimson and his pussy as wet as a fountain. Marik punished him some more for making a mess by finger-fucking him but not allowing him to cum, and made Malik begged for mercy before cumming torrents. Entangling Malik’s wrists in the curtain, Marik made his grand entrance and fucked him like he had never fucked before, venting out all his pent-up lust he had been dying to satiate, and Malik was all too happy to oblige and succumb to his torture.
Joey and Seto were a little bolder as they were the ones getting it on in the middle of the room. Seto took things slow, feeling him up and down and licked and kissed his Puppy everywhere, from the tip of his honey-brown hair to the tip of his honey-tan toes. He suckled at Joey’s breasts, teasing the nipple with his tongue, pecked at Joey’s soft cheeks, took a whiff of Joey’s honey milk-scented hair and kneaded his finger on his perfectly round ass and stroke his protruding belly, all the while enjoying the feel of his Puppy that he had been denied for so long. Joey whined, asking his mate if he could blow him, in which Seto gave him a seductive smirk and obliged to his request. Sitting on his legs the Japanese way, he came close to his beloved and started blowing him, sucking and licking in intervals while pumping the rest that his mouth couldn’t engulf. The feeling of his human mate’s wet mouth and tongue around his manhood made him even bigger and harder, and was throbbing for release, but as he always did to pleasure his mate to the max first, he held back and thought about something else irrelevant in particular. After a while, he decided he had enough playing games and quickly pulled out of Joey’s mouth, earning a disappointed whine from Joey, and made his Puppy straddle him with his back facing him, his manhood entering Joey as if it was a sacred holy orifice that should be intruded with care.
As the sex orgy (sort of) continued, moans, groans, whines, screams, growls, purrs and all sorts of other noises of love-making were made throughout the room without even wondering whether anyone was able to hear or not. If it weren’t for the way the wall and door were built, Obsidian, who was standing diligently outside guarding the door while looking at the time, would have heard more than just muffled voices. But then again, those muffled voices were sending the ever serious and no-nonsense Dark Magician into silent fits of blushes and he was actually feeling a little bit hard just hearing them. In the end he had to cast a deafening spell on his ears so that he could block out the erotic sounds.
“Oh, yes, yes, yes, Bakura…!” Ryou whined, breathless and filled to the brim with the endless ecstasy. “Yes, god, yes…! I missed you so much!”
“Love you…Princess…” Bakura panted as he rammed a little deeper in Ryou, feeling himself getting close.
“Oh yeah, Duke, do me harder…! Deeper…!” Tristan moaned, clawing at Duke’s back.
“Oh yes…! I know you love it…rough…my little Soldier…!” Duke growled as he complied with Tristan’s wishes.
“Oh, god…! Yami…!! I’m going to cum again…!” Yugi cried, his throat going sore after crying out in orgasm for goodness knows how many times, and loving every minute of it.
“Going…close…” Yami replied, feeling his pit of the stomach tightening into an impossible pressure.
“Oh, Master, please! Punish me…punish me more…! I’m your slave…!” Malik groaned, his womanhood being pounded again and again with the force of a freight train as his hardened nubs ached badly by his Master’s pinch.
“Good…slave…” Marik grinned, pounding feverishly into him and spanking, biting and pinching him at the same time.
“Dragon…! Seto…my Dragon…! I love you…SETO…!!!” Joey screamed, crying and drooling and pretty much was making a mess of himself.
“Love…you…too…” Seto whispered, holding back his orgasm as long as possible, but was sure he was going to explode any minute.
A loud and long scream of orgasmic completion soon echoed throughout the room as they all reached the pinnacle of heaven and back again.
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To make sure that there’s no foul play, Lord Seth and Lord Katz, along with a few bodyguards, personally followed them and Obsidian to the vortex to see them off. Once they reached there, Joey was the first person to run to Seto and hugged him tight, crying buckets of tears as he realized that they had made the promise to Lord Seth and that this was the last time they would ever see each other again before the delivery day. The rest soon followed, hugging their Whisperer spouses and sobbing while their Whisperer counterparts stroked and hushed them, telling them it was alright.
“We had a deal, ladies,” Lord Seth reminded them. “You’ve had your two hours. Now please leave.”
“Beloved, please,” Lord Katz whispered. “Allow them these few moments of separation. They deserve this.”
Lord Seth sighed and waited a little impatiently for them to finish saying their farewells. Before he could remind them again that they have outstayed their welcome, Obsidian made the first move. He held out his staff and separated the lovers and immediately materialized the chain link on their wrists. Before they knew it, they soon found themselves screaming and crying and kicking as Obsidian levitated the five up into the vortex while Lord Seth and Lord Katz held the five protesting Whisperers back, disappearing into the closing vortex.
“Why did you do that?! WHY DID YOU DO THAT?!” Malik screamed as he hit out at Obsidian, though his hits were not even making the Dark Magician flinch.
“We just wanna say goodbye! Is dat so much tuh ask from ya?!” Joey yelled tearfully.
“How could you do this to us?! How could you?!” Tristan was next to lash out at the nonchalant Dark Magician. The rest just huddled together and cried bitterly, knowing that no matter how much they protested, there was no moving the mute Dark Magician from changing his mind.
After letting the stronger of the five hit out at him (but without much effect), he was about to reach over to take one of their hands to guide them back to the border when he was suddenly hit with a huge greenish blast, knocking him out cold. He passed out and floated away from the five, and when Yugi tried to reach over to grab him, a few pairs of hands pulled him and the gang back, holding them in a tight grip. The five spun round and didn’t take a while to recognize their assailants.
“Y…You!” Ryou exclaimed.
A lady figure appeared from behind their assailants, smiling evilly with her eyes glowing blood-red. The five gasped as they saw who she was.
“Hello, boys. We’ve been waiting for a long, long time in here. Care to join our little party?”
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