Stuck in the Middle

Stuck in the Middle

Part One

By: Chu-leh

The first lemon I’ve written in over... Lord knows how many years. Please forgive it’s utter crappiness. Anyway, this story will be at least three parts (maybe more) and include YohLyserg, HaoLyserg, and HaoLysergYoh. This chapter is YohLyserg.

Read, review, and let me know what you think.

Discalimer: Shaman King is rated T for Teen, and therefore, isn’t mine.

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Yoh stared down at Lyserg. The boy pinned to the bed beneath him.

It was easy enough to believe how the two ended up like this. It started out innocently enough. They all had stopped for the night, still seeking out Patch Village. The hotel only had two hotel rooms though, and Yoh ended up sharing one with Lyserg as Ren, Horo, and Ryu shared the other.

Once alone, Yoh tried talking to Lyserg, tried to get the boy to open up and trust him. Lyserg responded by ignoring Yoh's questions once they got too personal. He didn't listen as Yoh began to pry into parts of him Lyserg didn't want to believe existed.

Growing frustrated, Yoh couldn't control his outburst; which is how they ended up like this. Yoh holding the boy to the bed beneath them and Lyserg studying the wall to the side. He couldn't meet the Asakura's unyielding gaze.

"Lyserg."

The dowser shivered as his name was murmured softly.

"Lyserg." Yoh murmured again, leaning down to gently kiss the flesh of Lyserg's neck.

The boy only stiffened further.

Letting out a soft sigh, Yoh rested his forehead against the boy's shoulder. "Why Lyserg? Why do you keep hurting yourself like this? Not everyone is going to hurt you. I won't hurt you."

Lyserg only squeezed his eyes shut, refusing to answer.

"Lyserg, look at me."

When the dowser refused to listen, Yoh took his chin between his fingers, forcing the younger boy to face him. Yoh held that intense, unwavering gaze upon Lyserg's face, and held it until the other began to squirm with discomfort. Finally, the dowser lifted his gaze to meet the other's.

"I won't hurt you Lyserg." Yoh repeated, letting a soft kiss fall upon his lips. "Trust me Lyserg. Just... trust me."

Lyserg whimpered softly as Yoh's mouth descended upon his own. It felt... alien, foreign. He wasn't used to being touched, no matter how gently; and expecially not like this. Not with Yoh's lips pressed against his own, his hand cupping his cheek as the other slid caressingly down his arm

Yoh pulled away, looking down at Lyserg's face. The boys eyes were shut tight, taking soft, gasping breaths, as though he was trying not to cry.

Yoh placed another soft kiss, this time to Lyserg's forehead.

"Relax Lyserg. Just trust me, okay? I promise I won't hurt you."

Lyserg whimpered again, but didn't fight the hands that unbuttoned his shirt, slid inside to caress his chest. He didn't fight the lips that once again descended to capture his own.

It felt... nice, though Lyserg didn't want to admit it. It felt nice, to be touched gently, to be held and kissed.

"Lyserg, please, let me." Yoh murmured, pressing his forehead against the other's.

"N-no." Lyserg's voice quivered, and could barely be heard.

"I won't hurt you." Yoh promised.

"Stop." Lyserg cringed as the lips descended upon his neck, and the hands slid farther down his chest. "Don't."

And Yoh did stop.

Lyserg released a shaky breath of relief, when Yoh's next question caused him to freeze once again.

"Why? Why do you want me to stop Lyserg? It felt good, didn't it? You were enjoying it."

"No."

"You're lying Lyserg."

"No. I didn't-" Lyserg's words were cut off as Yoh mouth yet again took his captive. Taking his opportunity, Yoh slipped his tongue inside Lyserg's mouth. He let it lightly trace along the inside of the other's upper lip, before reaching in to touch.

Lyserg whimpered, his hand reaching up to grip Yoh's shoulders.
Yoh released the dowser, a frown marring his features.

Lyserg was crying, his sobs coming out as soft gasps, his hands trembled from where he was gripping Yoh's shoulders.

"Lyserg." instead of being kissed again, as Lyserg was expecting; he felt himself being lifted and pressed against's Yoh chest. Yoh's hand held the back of his head, as he cradled the smaller body against him.
Lyserg went to wipe his tears, embarrassed that he had actually started crying just because Yoh had kissed him. He blinked, confused, when Yoh's hand stopped him.

"It's okay." Yoh whispered, holding Lyserg tighter. "It's okay. You can cry."

"I'm weak." Lyserg mumbled, trying to pull away. Here he was, crying and having Yoh holding him? Was he truly that pitiful?

"No you're not." Yoh sighed, shifting them so Lyserg's forehead was resting against the crook of his neck

"Yes am I."

"No." Yoh released a soft sigh. It was like arguing with a brick wall. Lyserg was just so stubborn. Why couldn't he accept that people cared about him and that he wasn't weak? "You're not weak. You're just hurt."

Letting out a shuddering breath, trying not to start crying again, Lyserg pushed against Yoh's tight hold. "Let me go."

"No." Yoh gripped the boy harder. "I won't."

"Why?" Lyserg squeezed his eyes tight, as though that could stop the tears welling up in his eyes yet again.

"Because I care about you Lyserg."

"Let me go. Let go of me!" Lyserg shoved, pushed, but Yoh wouldn't loosen his hold on the dowser. Yoh didn't move until Lyserg's struggling stopped, and the dowser started sobbing; his faced pressed into the warm comfort of Yoh's shoulder.

"Let me go." Lyserg whimpered, hands fisting in Yoh's shirt. "Please, let me go."

"I'm not letting go of you Lyserg." Yoh's hand stroked the back of the boy's head, hoping to help calm him. If anything, that just made Lyserg cry harder. Loud, gasping sobs escaped his lips, as his entire body trembled from the force of his cries. It was a while longer, before Lyserg calmed down. His cheek rested against Yoh's shoulder, still sniffling and utterly exhausted; listening to Yoh's soft humming.

"Feel better?"

Lyserg buried his face in Yoh's shoulder. How could he have just lost control like that? How could he have just burst out bawling like a baby, just because Yoh wouldn't let go of him? How was he supposed to get strong enough to beat Hao if he-

"Stop it Lyserg."

A muffled protest. "I wasn't-"

"You were degrading yourself again." Yoh sighed, resting his chin on top of the dowser's head. "I know I say that friends are there for you so you'll have someone to make you smile, but that's not the only thing they do. Friends will be strong for you when you're feeling weak. I'll be here for you when you're feeling weak. You're not alone Lyserg."

"I know I'm not alone." Lyserg mumbled.

"But you don't believe it."

Lyserg paused, waiting curiously. He would have looked up at Yoh, but Yoh had him tucked quite neatly against his body, and it was hard to move.

"You know you're not alone, but you don't believe you're not alone." Yoh continued, his hand still stroking Lyserg's hair. "You're so used to being alone... Do you remember what it was like to rely on other people?"

Lyserg was silent.

Truth be told, he was having such a hard time remembering his parents. It had been so many years ago, and he had been so young. He could just barely remember the feel of his father's hand upon his head, the scent of his mother's perfume. Even the sound of their voices was beginning to fade from his memories.

And they were dead now. He couldn't make any more memories with his parents.''

Since then, it had only been him and Morphine. No one else had taken care of him; no one else had cared for him. He just didn't know what it was like to have someone else looking out for him that wasn't his spirit.

Was that so wrong though? Was it wrong for him to not rely on the others?

Yoh kissed the top of his head as Lyserg sorted through his thoughts.
"Lyserg, trust me. I won't hurt you. Just... let me show you that I care."

Lyserg closed his eyes. It was nice to have Yoh holding him. It felt... safe...

"Lyserg?"

Would it be that bad to let Yoh...?

"Lyserg, I'll stop whenever you want me to. I'm not going to force you into anything." Yoh promised, taking Lyserg's cheek and gently turning him so they were face to face. "Do you trust me?"

Lyserg nodded, his eyes fluttering open to met Yoh's. They were hesitant and unsure, a little scared, but they were willing.

Yoh leaned down, kissing the dowser on the lips. He tried not to notice how the smaller boy was shaking.

Lyserg pressed his lips against Yoh's. He was scared, there was no getting denying that. The kiss was gentle though; gentle and soft and chaste. Lyserg hesitantly reached up, his arms wrapping around Yoh's neck.

Lyserg let out a squeak of surprise, as he suddenly found himself on his back once again.

Yoh's body hovered over him. "Relax." Yoh murmured soothingly, lips grazing his cheek. "I'm not gonna hurt you."

Lyserg nodded, still trembling as Yoh's hands slid over his body. Lyserg squirmed as his lips placing fluttering kisses over Lyserg's face and neck. It felt odd; pleasant enough, but still odd. His hands fisted into the cloth of the bed sheets. Soft whimpers were released as Yoh began to nip lightly at his neck. When Yoh began to suck on his collar bone, Lyserg let out a suprised gasp.

Okay that... that felt really good.

Yoh smiled against Lyserg's collar, and continued to suck gently on the skin there. Lyserg whimpered a little louder, trying to keep still as his body continued to squirm. Pulling away, Yoh leaned up to place another kiss on Lyserg's lips. His tongue traced along the others, and he was a bit surprised when Lyserg slowly opened his mouth.

His surprise quickly became pleasure when Lyserg's tongue shyly met his own. Pulling away, Yoh pressed their forehands together. His arms wrapped around to hug Lyserg to his body. The dowser was finally beginning to relax. His body wasn't as tense, as he wasn't stiffening every time Yoh touched him. After a moment of enjoying the simple embrace, Yoh sat up. His legs straddled Lyserg's lap.

Lyserg blushed and looked to the side, a tad embarrassed about their current positions. His blush grew even deeper when he realized Yoh had just removed his shirt.

Leaning down again, Yoh reattached his lips to Lyserg's. Lyserg, with a bit of hesitation, wrapped his arms around Yoh's shoulders, kissing back. Yoh did his best to keep Lyserg distracted with the kiss, as his hand trailed down his pale chest through the boy's open shirt.

Lyserg squirmed a little when Yoh's hand began it's descent down his chest. The light touches tickled his skin. He jumped, gasping into Yoh's mouth when Yoh's finger began to trail around a hardening nipple.

Yoh just pulled away to give Lyserg a reassuring smile, before leaning down and wrapping his lips around the hardening nub. Lyserg gasped, louder. His hands fisted themselves in Yoh's hair from the sudden, alien feeling. Yoh smiled, his other hand reaching over to give the other the same treatment.

Lyserg whimpered. He panted. It was safe to say that up until this point, Lyserg's sexual experience had been non existant. So, the sudden, unknown feelings of pleasure were completely new.

A soft whimper of disappointment was uttered when Yoh removed his lips from the dowser's chest. Yoh just kissed Lyserg on the lips again, a peck this time.

Yoh continued to trail his fingertips over Lyserg's body, the touches light and teasing. Lyserg's arms, which had fallen to the bed when Yoh began his assault on Lyserg's chest, found themselves clutching at the bed sheets in a futile attempt to find something, anything, to hold onto.

"You can touch too Lyserg."

Lyserg looked up, startled and more than a little curious.

"I'm not going to stop you." Yoh promised, his lips caressing Lyserg's cheek.

Swallowing the sudden lump in his throat, Lyserg lifted his hand to cup Yoh's cheek. He looked for a moment, just seeing how his normally pale skin seemed even lighter when compared to the Asakura's tanned features and dark brown hair.

Yoh smiled, his hands beginning to trace little patterns on Lyserg's chest, moving down to twirl around his belly button.

Lyserg bit his bottom lip, before leaning up. Letting his eyes slide shut, he pressed a kiss of his own to Yoh's lips.

Yoh lifted a hand, cupping Lyserg's cheek just as the dowser had done to him. Suddenly, Lyserg found the kiss much more passionate. The teasing, soft, loving caresses had faded to allow some thing that was more desperate, firmer...

Something with lust.

Pulling away Lyserg attempted to try and regain his breath. Had Yoh sucked the air from his body with that kiss? And when exactly had he sat up?

Lyserg 'eeped' slightly when he felt Yoh's hand caressing him though the fabric of his pants. Biting his already abused lip, a whimper escaped Lyserg's mouth as Yoh began to tease his already aching need.
As horribly embarrassing as it was to admit it, Lyserg had never been like this before. And every movement Yoh made, every touch no matter how light and teasing; it felt... undescribable.

Yoh lowered Lyserg on his back, the boy's eyes fluttering open to look up at Yoh.

Yoh couldn't help but feel pleased with himself. So maybe seducing Lyserg and getting him into bed wasn't the most innocent thing to do, but it got his goal accomplished. Lyserg was finally starting to relax, and trust him. And hopefully, when this was over, Lyserg would stop obsessing over Hao so much.

But most importantly, hopefully Lyserg wouldn't regret all this come morning.

Lyserg bolted up when Yoh's hands began to remove his belt.

"Wait! Wha-"

Yoh ran a hand soothingly down the dowser's face.

"You can trust me, all right Lyserg? Just lay down."

Swallowing that lump that reappeared in his throat, Lyserg laid back, hands twisting in the sheets once again. Biting his lip, which Lyserg was vaguely curious why it wasn't bloody yet, it didn't stop the soft gasps from escaping when Yoh continued to lightly stroke his need. Lyserg's gasps became deep shaking breaths when Yoh's wet, warm mouth took him in.

The dowser squeezed his eyes shut tight. Absentmindedly, he noticed he could taste the metallic tang of blood and realized he had finally bitten through his lip.

God... This was... Everything before this didn't even compare...

Then Yoh's tongue began to tease the head of his arousal, and Lyserg lost all contact he had with coherent thought.

Yoh could feel Lyserg trembling, hear his whimpers becoming louder, more frequent. Deciding it was time to more on to the next part, Yoh release Lyserg's aching need.

A loud whimper of disappoint escaped Lyserg as his eyes opened to look pleadingly up at the Asakura.

Yoh leaned over and kissed each of Lyserg's eyes. Lyserg was forced to shut them.

"Keep your eyes closed, all right Lyserg?"

"O-okay." Lyserg nodded, his body still aching with unreleased tension.

He heard the rustling of sheets, and Yoh moving about. A moment later, he felt Yoh's weight on the bed again. His need was stroked a few more times, before something slick began to slid around his entrance.

"NO!" Lyserg's eyes snapped open. He jerked upright and push Yoh off of him. The dowser scooted over on the bed as far away from Yoh as he could.

Yoh frowned, worry evident in his eyes. "Lyserg, relax."

"No." Lyserg was shaking. His small body trembled from the force of the tremors.

"Lyserg.. you knew didn't you? What I meant?"

"You said," Lyserg swallowed, his throat was so dry all of a sudden. Even though he knew that this was coming, knew from the beginning, he couldn't help but feeling a little used. "You said you wouldn't hurt me." Lyserg forced out, shutting his eyes and curling in on himself.

Yoh's eyes softened, reaching forward. Though Lyserg was crying, and shoved away at Yoh, he still pulled the dowser into a hug. "It's all right Lyserg."

"It'll hurt." Lyserg whimpered. "It's going to hurt a lot."

"And then it'll feel really good." Yoh tried to explained. "I'll be gentle. I don't want to hurt you."

"But it will." Lyserg argued, burying his tear stained face into Yoh's bare chest.

Yoh sighed, tucking the dowser's head under his chin "Yeah, it's going to hurt. I'm not gonna lie about that Lyserg, but I want to do this to make you feel good. If you want to stop now, we will. I'm not gonna force you to do anything you don't want to."

Lyserg sniffled, thinking things over as Yoh rubbed his back, wove his hand through his hair.

It was gonna hurt, it was gonna hurt a lot. There was no point in denying that. But, like yoh said, it was going to feel good too. And if he wanted Yoh to stop, all he had to do was say so and Yoh would.

"Okay." he breathed.

"What Lyserg?"

"I-I said," Lyserg swallowed. "It' okay. I, I trust you."

Yoh kissed Lyserg, placing him on his back once more.

"Just say stop, and I will, okay Lyserg?"

Lyserg nodded, placing his arm over his eyes as Yoh's finger again began to tease his entrance. Biting his bloody lip, Lyserg tried not to breath when the first finger began to slowly force it's way inside.

Noticing the other's obvious discomfort, Yoh leaned up and kissed Lyserg. He took sharp teeth away from the raw and delicate skin of his lips. Lyserg focused as much as he could on the kiss. While the feeling of Yoh's finger inside him wasn't painful, it was far from comfortable. Lyserg tried his hardest to focus on how Yoh sucking his lower lip felt.

Yoh started to move his finger a bit, pulling in, out, in an attempt to stretch Lyserg. Once Lyserg had relaxed enough, Yoh tried slipping in a second finger.

Lyserg tensed, becoming almost painfully tight around Yoh's fingers.

Yoh tried to repeat his earlier reactions, hoping his kiss would distract Lyserg as he began to move inside.

Lyserg uttered a soft cry. It hurt. Not a lot, but it hurt and it was moving inside him.

"Stop."

Yoh's fingers froze. He started placing soft, soothing kisses over Lyserg's face.

"Do you want me to pull out?" Yoh asked, lips resting against the throbbing vein in Lyserg's neck.

Lyserg shook his head, trying to breath deeply. "Just... just give me a minute."

Yoh nodded, continuing to kiss Lyserg's features, waiting for Lyserg to calm down. "Now?" Yoh asked after a few moments passed and Lyserg was less tense.

Lyserg nodded. He bit down hard on his lower lip as Yoh began to lightly trust with his fingers.

Yoh again removed Lyserg's teeth from his lip. "Stop that." Yoh murmured slipping his tongue into Lyserg's mouth.

Lyserg nearly bit down on his tongue as a third finger nudged it's way inside. Instead, he grabbed Yoh's shoulders, squeezing them in an attempt to ignore the discomfort.

Sliding his forth finger inside, Yoh waited until Lyserg seemed comfortable with the girth before he began moving his fingers.

Lyserg squirmed. It hurt. It didn't hurt as badly as he thought it would, but it still hurt.

Once satisfied with Lyserg being stretched, Yoh moved so he rested between Lyserg's knees. Pulling the dowsers legs open, Yoh wrapped Lyserg's legs around his waist. Smiling at Lyserg's blush, the result of being in such an open position: Yoh leaned down and kissed Lyserg's forehead.

"I'm going to enter now, okay? It's going to hurt, but I promise it will fade. If you want me to stop, just say so."

Lyserg nodded. His nails dug into Yoh's shoulders. His face pressed tight against Yoh's collar bone.

Yoh slowly forced his way inside Lyserg. Despite the earlier stretching, it still hurt. It hurt a lot.

His nails digging deeper into Yoh's shoulder, Lyserg had to bite down on Yoh's shoulder to keep from screaming out.

God, it hurt so much...

Slowly, inch by painful inch, Yoh slid inside Lyserg. Once fully inside, Yoh stopped to allow Lyserg become used to the presence of something else inside of him. He had winced a bit at the hard bite to his shoulder and the nails digging into his back, but didn't say anything.

Sobbing, both from the pain, and the fact that he was...

Lyserg mashed his lips against Yoh's. He needed something, anything to comfort him from the god awful pain.

Yoh pulled away from the hot, hungry, kiss and wiped the still falling tears from Lyserg's cheeks.

"Ready?"

Taking a deep breath, Lyserg nodded. He braced himself for the next step.

Yoh started a slow, gentle rhythm. He made sure his trusts were shallow and didn't do anything to further hurt the dowser.

Lyserg whimpered, tightening his hold on Yoh's shoulders.

It.. it hurt. He didn't see how this could ever feel good. Letting out another harsh cry, Lyserg pressed his face against the crook of Yoh's neck.

Oh god...

Yoh frowned. He was trying to be as gentle as he could, but it didn't seem to be working very well.

He stopped.

Lyserg hiccuped, tears still running down his face as he looked up at Yoh. "Why-why did you stop? I didn't say it."

Yoh didn't answer. He just leaned down and kissed Lyserg. His hands ran lightly up and down Lyserg's sides, causing the dowser to let out something that sounded almost like a giggle.

Lyserg wrapped his arms around Yoh's neck. This felt a lot better.

Once Lyserg was distracted with the kisses and touches, once he was relaxed; Yoh began his shallow trusts once again.

Lyserg gasped. It still hurt, but not as much as before. It still didn't feel good, but everything else did. It almost felt like-
And stars exploded in his vision.

Lyserg released a loud shuttering gasp. What was that? It felt like-

Before Lyserg had time to finish that thought, the feeling washed over him once more, effectively destroying all chances at coherency.

Yoh smiled when Lyserg suddenly tensed and gasped. It seemed like Yoh had found what he was looking for. Realizing this, Yoh quickened his rhythm a bit, looking for any signs of discomfort upon Lyserg's features. Finding not one, Yoh continued.

Lyserg whimpered, gasped, and shuddered. God it felt good. Now that the pain had been all but forgotten, he was lost in the waves of euphoria that washed over his body. His body tingled. It felt like something was building up inside of him.

It felt like he was going to explode.

The warm tingling in his stomach began to build, higher and higher. He couldn't take much more of this.

Yoh groaned as he felt Lyserg's passageway tighten, spasming around him. Lyserg let out a gasping cry as he came. Biting the inside of his cheek, Yoh continued to thrust. The tight, hot pressure around his length quickly bringing him to his own release.

Lyserg laid on his back, panting from exhaustion. Another whimper escaped his throat as Yoh groaned yet again. Lyserg felt hot seed filling him.

Trying to regain his breath, Yoh leaned down and placed a kiss on Lyserg's lips. The dowser weakly kissing back as Yoh removed himself.

Yoh laid on his side, pulling the green haired teen into his embrace. Brushing damp locks away from Lyserg's half lidded emerald eyes and flushed face, Yoh would be lying if he didn't admit to it being one of the most beautiful things he'd ever seen.

Lyserg murmured comfortably as Yoh placed a few light kisses on his face. The warm and content feeling he was currently experiencing didn't leave energy for much more than that. All he could do was snuggle closer to Yoh and burry his face into the other's chest before succumbing the temptation of sleep.

Looking down at the sleeping boy in his arms, an almost wistful smile played on Yoh's features.

Something told him that what happened tonight wasn't going to repeat itself.

Burying his face in Lyserg's damp hair, he inhaled the scent and engraved it in his memory. Yoh made note of every little detail; the feel of the boy in his arms, the warmth, the smell, the way his breath lightly fanned against his chest...

"I love you." was whispered so softly, no one could hear.

"I love you Lyserg."

Yoh closed his eyes, and let himself join the dowser in sleep.

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Next part, HaoLyserg. Please let me know what you think.

Ja min’na-san!