Title: Jealousy
Pairing: Yami no Marik / Yami no Yuugi
Warning: The author is a silly fangirl. Oh, and this inlcudes minor mentions of sex.
In the corner of my eye, I saw him bristle, as if he was a cat, and somebody had trespassed onto his property.
Had they though? I'm not too sure. It was merely a girl that I have a project with. But, upon closing the door, I realized it had been a whole week that we walked home together, when usually Marik would wait by the school entrance for me.
As I expected, Marik made a move, as I had not expected; was that he turned me over and pinned me against the door. "You're mine." His possessive words leaked through his gritted teeth.
I don't see why he's making such a big deal out of this, but the anger I can spot in his eyes told me better than to argue with a pissed off Marik. "You're thi—" I wasn't able to finish my sentence as he pressed his lips against mind, taking the moment of off guard to intrude into my mouth, searching, dominating, conquering.
Finally able to breathe as he let go, I panted for breath, and tilted my head slightly as as Marik had bent down to attack at my neck. Before I knew it, my schoolbag was gone, I was on our bed and all I had was Marik. But then, he was my everything. Everything that I wasn't, everything that I lacked.
And I? I too, am everything he isn't. You must be wondering how we get along. That's a story left for another time.
He towered over me, and I only caught his eyes for a glimpse of a moment. "Mine.." I heard him growl, "Mine," This time, louder, before pain shot through my systems, making me hiss.
"Nnng..Marik..."
"Mine."
"..my neck.."
"Mine."
"...yours."
And he too, was mine. Nothing can take him away from me; Not that you would, right? Hah..
Nobody, can take away his hands, the way he gripped at my hips, the way he murmurs my name in pleasure, the way he claims I am his, while he is mine.
I haven't 'lost it', as Bakura so kindly pointed out. But do you believe there can be someone who is only pure? Without any trace of scars, darkness, hatred, jealousy within them? I am only being who I am. Not even my aibou...was that pure. He is perhaps..the closest.
"Ha...ha..." "Ha...nnmha...ha..."
All there was happened to be those heavy breathing sounds for a while, before I found myself saying, "Mine."
"Yours."
What can I say. I'm a freaking fangirl. I still tried to put them in character.. gagghhhh.