Yugioh x Reader Lemons and Limes

Shark x Reader

[A/N]: The characters are older and married, k? ;) PG13/R/M rating. References and uses of alcohol. Yes, they are of age.

Sorry it's so fricking late!! For @yugiohzexal. 

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"Hey, babe," Shark said, getting home from a day at work. He kissed my forehead, pulling me close. 

"Long day?" I hummed, nuzzling the crook of his neck. 

He nodded, kissing my neck softly. "Yeah, care to provide some stress relief?" He whispered seductively, nipping at my ear. 

I leaned my neck to the side, rolling my eyes back before I closed them - releasing a sigh of pleasure. "Baby, wait. I wanted you to taste this first," I said, pushing against his chest gently. 

He pulled away, seating himself on the couch with me on his lap. "What is it, babe?" He caressed my legs with his warm hands. 

I sat up, my legs dangling off before I reached forward to grab the two wine glasses. I smiled at him, showing him the wine bottle. "My parents gave it to us. They stopped by today to visit before they left for a small vacation." 

He looked at it, tilting his head. "Fruity and sweet notes, blended smoothly," he read, shrugging. "Well, then - pour the glasses, sweetie." 

I beamed like a proud child, opening the bottle with a pop. I poured him a glass, and then myself. "Cheers, baby," I said, clinking glasses with him. 

We both took a sip, humming. We both smiled, knowing exactly what the other was going to say. I leaned in, resting my forehead against his. He smiled, pecking my lips before a slight smirk crossed his lips. 

"It's good," we both said, smiling like two best friends. He downed his first glass, gently setting it on the side table. 

I let my lips part in shock. "B-babe!" He put a finger to my lips. 

"Come on, drink up, sweetie," he whispered. I did as he told me, knowing he had something planned as I looked him in the eyes. 

He took my glass, setting it down next to his. He got up, picking me up bridal style. "Okay, now grab the bottle," he leaned me back so my arm could reach it. I did so, and he whisked us upstairs. 

He set me on the bed gently, darting to the bathroom. He drew a bath, the water running. I tilted my head, but stayed put. I knew Reginald had rules, especially when it came to his wild plans in the bedroom. 

He came into the room, kissing me feverishly. I hummed against his lips, feeling his hands slide down my body and up under my shirt. He pulled away, grabbing the bottle from me. He gripped my wrist with the other hand, pulling me into the bathroom. It was lit with only a few candles, the bath drawn with bubbles and foam. The smell of ocean scented bath salt filled the air. 

He set the wine down on the small side table beside the tub before turning to me; he pushed me back until my back was against the closed door. He kissed me over and over, pulling my shirt over my head. I did the same - our breathing becoming heavy as we undressed each other and kissed. 

Once we were both nude, he got into the tub, feeling the water. He held his hand out to me.
"(Y/N), my queen." I took his hand, stepping in to the warm water. 

He sat down, pulling me with him. I felt his chest press against my back, his strong arms hugging me protectively. 

"Here, love, drink this," he said, spinning me around before handing me a wide cup. I smelt it, wrinkling my nose, looking at him. "Just trust me." 

"Trying to get us both drunk, hmm?" I asked, raising an eyebrow. I shot the liquor back, my throat stinging a bit. I sat in front of Reginald as he poured us more. 

We both took about 4 shots before he pulled me close. He grabbed the wine bottle, tilting my chin up with his other hand. "Open those pretty lips for me, babe," he whispered. 

I did, parting my lips for him as he held my chin. He gingerly poured some of the wine into my mouth. I swallowed it, some of it running down my chin. 

He smirked, taking a swig from the bottle himself. He downed a good portion of it, his eyes becoming hazy. "Finish it, baby. Be a good girl for me," he said softly, reaching out to hold my chin again. He poured the last of the wine into my mouth, making me swallow multiple times. 

He placed the bottle aside, pulling me close. He captured my lips, kissing me hard as he pulled me onto his lap. I gasped against his mouth, feeling him slide his limp manhood into me. I rocked my hips against his, earning a groan from him before his warm hands squeezed my ass. 

I let out a groan, feeling his cock grow inside of me. He gripped my hips, moving me against him as he left marks along my neck. 

I nuzzled my face into the crook of his neck, nipping at the top of ear. He moaned my name against my neck, his lips traveling down across my breasts. 

His hands roamed over my body, his hips creating a rhythm as he gently pumped himself in and out of me. 

"Shark," I groaned out, his nickname escaping my lips. 

He clicked his tongue at me, slowing his hips. "Ah ah, say my name, babe," he whispered. 

"Reginald! Mmm, please-," I groaned out, as he rammed his hips into mine without warning. "Mmm baby!" 

He continued his assault on my hips, his hands gripping my legs tightly. His thrusts became sloppy as he pushed me into the bed repeatedly. 

"Mm, Reginald! I-" He slammed inside me, cumming without warning. "Oooh!" 

"Yeah, baby. Be a good girl and take it," he whispered, rolling his hips against mine as he led me to my high. All I could was nod as he whispered sweet nothings to me. 

"Mm, you know, I hope if we have a little baby girl, she's like you," Reginald said out of nowhere, gently petting my hair back. 

I looked up at him, his dark blue eyes gazing down at me. "Huh? Really?" 

He nodded. "Yeah. I think it'd be good to start a family. Don't you?" 

I nodded, snuggling against his chest. "Yeah actually. I was nervous you'd be against it..." 

"Why? Baby, I may not like other people's kids, but that's just because I hate other people," he muttered under his breath, making me giggle. "But if it's our kids, we'll raise them right. I know you'll be an amazing mother." 

I blushed, hiding my face in his bare chest. "Thanks," I mumbled. "And you'll be a great father." 

He chuckled, hugging me close before throwing the blankets over us. "I love you, (Y/N)." 

"Love you too, Reginald."