Fuzzy: This one took me a while to figure out. I had to get it perfect! PERFECT!
Hyper: O.O and people call me hyper...
Fuzzy: Anyway... I don't own Yugioh... but if I did... heh heh...
Malik's breathing was already ragged by the time his yami had him pinned. His daze must've continued because before he knew it, they were both naked in his room. He barely remembered how they got that way, he didn't really care. Though he found himself staring at Mariku's well endowed length, much to his yami's delight. Malik was lost in a lustful gaze met by his yami's eyes. Mariku captured Malik's lips in a searing kiss. Malik moaned, his yami smirking into it as he shoved his tongue down his hikari's throat. The rough action caused Malik to moan louder, bucking up against his yami's body. The friction made both boys groan in unison.
"You're so pretty," Mariku said, licking his lips, eyes raking up and down Malik's body. The smaller blushed, snapping his legs together, trying to hide himself. Mariku frowned and gently pried them apart. "Don't hide from me Hikari-pretty." He purred gently. "There's no need to be embarrassed." Mariku's hand was slowly stroking the outside of Malik's thigh, caressing the boy into relaxation.
Malik nodded, allowing Mariku to touch him intimately, the roaming hands bringing him into a sense of love and peace. Mariku's teasing fingers trailed up his chest, one settling on a nipple, tweaking it into hardness, the other cupping his cheek as Malik moaned from pleasure. Mariku trailed soft kissed along Malik's jawbone before latching onto his neck and biting hard enough to draw blood. Malik yelped, pain slowly overcoming the pleasure, Mariku sensed it and began lapping up the blood, his free hand wrapping around Malik's hardening erection. The hikari jumped, bucking into the still hand. Mariku snickered.
"You've wanted this for a long time Hikari-pretty; I know your little secret." He purred into Malik's ear. The smaller froze, his yami knew? But how? He didn't have time to ask because Mariku stroked long and slow on Malik's cock. The hikari writhed, silently begging for more.
"I wonder… does it feel better when you do it?" Mariku snickered. Malik wished he'd just shut up and fuck him already, when Mariku's hand started flying up and down Malik's length, making Malik scream.
"M-Mariku-sama!" He gasped out, his release was coming close and he didn't want to come just yet.
"Ah, so beautiful." Mariku smirked, lowering his mouth to the head of Malik's errection, sucking at the sensitive skin.
Against his will, Malik was forced to come into his yami's mouth. The hikari watched as Mariku swallowed every bit that had been offered. Malik panted, his cock lax between his legs. The yami crawled up, kissing Malik with the same force he had before, compelling Malik to taste himself. Mariku pulled away in favor of straddling Malik's chest, his own erection shoved in front of Malik.
"I assume you can figure out what I want." Mariku smirked but was caught by surprise at his hikari, who had Mariku in his mouth before the yami could finish that sentence. The smaller's tongue flicking over the slit, swirling around the head and causing Mariku to moan rather loudly. Malik hummed around the shaft, feeling muscles tighten as his only warning before his mouth was coated in thick, warm semen.
Mariku panted, climbing off of Malik's chest and reaching for the drawer where he'd hidden lube earlier, Malik didn't seem to notice the sudden appearance of the lube until one slick finger probed his entrance. The hikari tensed only to be greeted by a soft reassuring kiss from Mariku.
"Relax Hikari-pretty," He whispered, Malik nodded and forced himself to relax, his body becoming accustomed to the finger. It wasn't long before a second finger joined in, scissoring and thrusting in and out. Malik hissed in pain, still forcing himself not to tense up; but when a third finger joined, it was all Malik could do not to scream. Pain coursed through him, tears collected at the corners of his eyes. Mariku watched as his hikari writhed in the sharp pain. He couldn't stop until he found the spot that would make his hikari see stars.
When Malik gasped and moaned, Mariku knew he had found it. The yami struck the spot a few more times, trying to help Malik forget the pain.
Mariku's fingers slid from Malik with a soft pop. He slicked his returned erection and positioned himself. Malik nodded, clutching the sheets in anticipation as Mariku slid in slowly. Malik screamed, feeling himself full with Mariku. The yami rubbed circles on Malik's chest, the hikari nodded for Mariku to continue.
Slowly Mariku pulled out, trying not to tear his precious hikari. When he shoved back in, however, he was sure he'd hit Malik's prostate; because the hikari moaned loudly, encouraging Mariku further.
Soon the two were in a rhythm, sweat slicked and lost to passion. Malik, writhing as his yami struck the spot that made him see white; Mariku, thrusting at a fast pace, loving the friction on his cock. Faster and faster they went, Malik wrapped his legs around Mariku's back, trying to get him further inside. Mariku lowered himself, kissing Malik furiously. Malik's cock twitched with need.
"Touch yourself," Mariku commanded softly. "I know you've done it before."
"M-Mariku… please…" Malik begged. He didn't want that. He wanted Mariku to touch him.
"I said touch yourself!" Mariku said, angrier this time.
Malik began crying, for the painful throbbing in his cock, and for the embarrassment of being ordered to do it himself. Mariku took pity on his hikari, kissing him softly and grabbing hold of it, pumping in time with his thrusts. Malik was happy that Mariku hadn't forced him further. Wrapped in pleasure, Malik screamed Mariku's name as he came onto Mariku's hand and both their chests; The yami thrusted a few more times, releasing deep into Malik, moaning his hikari's name breathily.
They lay like that, Mariku on top of Malik, both just enjoying the others presence. Finally, Mariku pulled out of Malik and rolled next to him. Malik whined softly at the loss of warmth. The yami chuckled, pulling Malik closer, holding tightly. Mariku nuzzled Malik's hair.
"I love you Mariku." Malik said sleepily. Mariku smiled softly, it may have been out of character, but it was still nice.
"I love you too Hikari-pretty." He said, his voice muffled in Malik's hair.
They drifted off like that, dead to the world, one with each other.
~XOXO~
Malik woke up, he was alone, had last night been a dream? No, the pain in his lower back had proven the event true. Malik began to cry, Mariku had left him. He curled up on his side, the blankets pulled over his head. He sobbed quietly.
"Malik? Are you ok?" Mariku asked, sitting down on the side of the bed.
Malik poked his head out of the blanket to see Mariku looking at him concerned.
"W-why did you leave?" He asked his breath hitching.
Mariku pulled Malik onto his lap, holding him tightly. He breathed in Malik's scent. "I'm sorry. I thought you'd want these…" He held up a bottle of painkillers. "I didn't mean to make you upset Hikari-pretty."
Malik smiled. Mariku had only been thinking of him. The hikari nuzzled his yami's chest. "Thank you." He said, taking the bottle from Mariku. The yami lay back down in the bed, watching as his hikari took a few pills and laid down next to him.
Malik smiled every ounce of his happiness showing in his eyes. Mariku leaned over, kissing Malik.
"Good morning Malik." He said in a deep voice.
Malik giggled. "Good morning Mariku."
Malik felt complete with Mariku, his smile never faded.
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