Last chapter of Beauty Has The Face Of A Reptile!! Enjoy everyone!
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-YamiMariks POV-
Everything went fine, I found the boy very quickly, I chatted with him, gave him drinks and I admit… I had my hand on his ass almost the entire time we sat together at that bar, but he didn't seem to mind.
He got drunk quickly, thus giving me the opportuniy to carry him up to one of the rental rooms above the strip club beside the bar, through him on the bed, straddle him, take out my knife, watch him beg as I draw a thick line of red on his pale, beautiful chest, me getting hard by adding presure on the handel, making him scream in pain as the blade sink into his thin flesh, cracking a rib and slowly plunch itself into his beating heart, the agonishing screams and the thrill to kill giving me a nice orgasm.
I moan as the wet sound of pulling out the knife from his chest reach my ears and I quickly get away of all the evidence, the blood splatter on the bed and so on, and carry the boy out in plain sight, telling everyone that asked that I'd follow him home in a cab, because he was so drunk he had fainted and if someone saw the blood on my coat I said that I had shot a dog in self defense.
Ordinary people are so stupid, not at all unique, like I am. Heh, maybe that was a bit to much, but who doesn't like to boost about being the best?
A scream from Ryou startled us both as he stared at the dead one.
"What have you done, YamiMarik?!"
"Killed him." He said plainly, still smirking and looking as relaxed as one could be after a warming bath. He likes to kill, I could tell.
"But… But… He's just a boy… M-My age to! You have no respect for someones life, YamiMarik, what if his parents start to miss him and look for him, but won't find him because he's… he's…" He trailed of, buring his head in his hands, crying softly.
"Don't worry, Little one, he will come to use." Bakuras watery puppy-eyes looked at YamiMarik. "Go outside and leave me alone with the cutie, please. This isn't something that's nice to se…"
His eyes turned hungry as I untied him and dumped the corpse beside him, taking care not for Ryou to see when Bakura licked the boy on his neck.
"You will not come into this room before I confirm that you can, understood? Unless I call for you, or walk down the stairs myself, I want my privacy and if anyone of you are stupid enough to walk in on me, it's your own nigthmares, not mine. Got it?"
Both me and Ryou nodded calmly, sneaking outside and running to the livingroom to wait for him to finish.
I shivered, didn't really want to know how it was, he was surely beginning to smell, in some hours the house would reek of rotten human flesh.
Gross.
A shuffle from the stairs and and we turned our heads to see a Bakura, shirt ripped open, pants not proberly buttoned and from his mouth down to his waist, covered in blood.
He reaked of death but not that much and YamiMarik approched him, waying a hand in front of his eyes.
His pupils were dialated, making his eyes look black, with a touch of red around its edges and he smirked happily, giggling and bit after the hand waying.
"I see you." He laughed, shaking his hair like a dog to get rid of some of the blood.
-YamiMariks POV-
"Happy now?"
Suddenly he grabbed me, crushing his lips over mine and played around with his tongue in my mouth before breaking the kiss. I… Whaa?!
"Yes, very happy…" He laughed, looking very evil and satified with himself.
"And the kiss was… To prove what point?"
"That I'm very greatful for what you did, and I would kiss Ryou to, but since he doesn't like blood as much as you and I do, I think that kiss will have to wait for another time." He blinked at the shorter one who blushed and shook his head, not really so perky in getting a bloody tongue ramed inside his mouth…
"So, what should we do with the body I wonder…" YamiMarik began stumbling up the stairs but Bakura stopped him with a low growl-ish laugh.
"I ate him. Nothing left." His lips curled into such an devilish smirk I thought the room went slightly darker.
"Waaait… Weren't you just suppose to fuck him?" YamiMarik bursted out.
"Well ofcourse, that was the original plan, but what's the fun in that? I fucked him, chewed on him, licked up the blood, fucked him a little more and chewed, sucked and licked until it was nothing left of him." Bakura sighed and his face expression went dreamy.
-Ryous POV-
"Okey, enough with the details, please… So, we could say that now, you're pretty content?"
I asked, careful in my tone of voice. You'd never know what Bakura thought when he looked so mezmerized on my lips. Ugh. He always had an ability to creep me out.
"Yes I am. For once." He smiled at me, a geniune smile and it actually lifted my spirit a little.
"What now?" YamiMarik asked, scrathing the back of his head. "Can we go to bed now?"
"Ofcourse." Bakura bowed deeply, still with that happy smile on his lips.
I ran upstairs to my own room, hurriedly looking the door, incase Bakura would decide for a nightly visit.
But as I heard the sound of the shower, I unlocked it, silently hoping for him to… I don't know, maybe to come in and say goodnight.
The creak of my bed a few minutes after I've fallen asleep wooke me, to see a Bakura dripping with water.
I opened my eyes to the fullest, screaming playfully as he slowly bent over, his hair in wet strands, toughing the tip of my nose and some parts om my lips and cheeks.
He smiled at me, a rare thing for Bakura to do… in front of anyone really.
"Hey, you're to wet." I said in one breath as he started to nuzzle my neck.
"B-Bakura?"
"Hmm?" His voice was barely above a whisper, still I heard it as if he was talking in a normal tone. I adjusted myself under him, so that we both laid comfortable, his smile widened at this.
"Could you… I mean, what are you doing?"
He chuckled, moving a hand down on my body, stooping as soon as he reached the fabric of the light cotton pants I always used to sleep in.
A light 'Oh' escaped my lips, I waited and tensed as he bent over even more, his body heavy and his whisper tickeling.
"By far, you are the most beautiful and purest looking boy I've ever laid my eyes on. Will you give me the honour of stealing a kiss?"
"S-Sure, but what are your hand resting above… my w-waist?"
"To make it all a tad bit more interesting. Don't worry. A kiss is all I'm going to give you tonight, then I'll leave you to sleep alone." Such a gentlemen Bakura was… Never realised that until now.
I nodded as a response and felt the hair on the back of my neck rise as our lips touched, and meet in a slow kiss.
It send me flying and I wraped my fingers in Bakuras now almost dry hair and carefully pushed his head down so that the kiss would deepen.
As we broke away for air, both of us panting and looking spent, I finally blushed, hiding under my cover and wailing about something.
"Say again?" A warm (although I'm suspecting, very satisfied-with-himself-smile) covered his sore lips and he sneaked under the white, thick fabric to look into my eyes as I said:
"T-That… was my first kiss." I wiggled my entire body, hands clenched, cheeks red and mouth giggling. It had felt so good, the warmth from his experienced lips making me relaxed and sleepy.
"Well I see that you liked it, and I'm glad." He smiled again, softly stroking my hair and brushing my cheek with his free hand.
"As I said; the most purest boy I've ever laid my eyes on. I still mean it, you know. You're so very beautiful, my angel."
A kind and affectionate side of him I've never, ever seen, showed itself and I wiggled some more before I carefully crawled towards Bakura and closed my eyes to be cradled in his safe arms.
We layed there, quiet and waited for sleep to take us.
A shuffle from somewhere in the room made me alarmingly tense and I tried to locate where the sound came from.
Bakura noticed my muscles twitch as I stuggled not to breath or move.
"What is it?" He asked, voice as low as he could muster.
"I… I think there's someone in the room." I gulped, finding one of Bakuras hands.
He sniffed in the air, and one of his eyebrows went up as he laughed.
"YamiMarik, would you please come out of your hiding. I've felt your presence since the kiss with Ryou. You were watching us, right?"
I blushed deep red and hid under my cover again.
A guilty looking Egyptian came forth into the thin light that was provided by the moon behind the curtains. He scrathes his head, trying to hide something behind his back.
"And what is that?" Bakura smirked, sniffing in the air again. "Aha! A camera! You naughty boy… What were you planning? Filming us when having sex?"
I squeked, looking up at at the edge to see a amused glint in Bakuras eye. Did he actually came in here to have sex with me?! Gentlemen my ass…
YamiMarik nodded, looking even more quilty and quietly entered the room with a bow of forgivness.
"Bwahaha…" Bakura chuckled, licking the tip of my nose and wrestled me to the bed, hungrily taking of my clothes and nibbled, almost chewed on my flesh.
"H-Hey! No sex! I'm not that hot on you…"
"N-No sex?" He played me those puppy-eyes, the image of being cute strongly affected me with his wild fluffy white, now fully dried hair.
"Yeah, no sex. Atleast not tonight… The kiss was enough to make me so hot I came…"
Bakura chuckled, looking that extremely evil again and satified laid himself beside me, nuzzling my hair.
Pretending to sleep for a minute or to, I let him have his false hope and then said:
"I was kidding Bakura."
"Whaa?!"
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THE END!!!
Liked the entire fic? Good, I'm happy with that, and I will not continue on this one, even if I gotto admit, Bakura as a reptile, mermaid, half human creature was kinda hot!
I was satisified with this chapie and… I hope you are to and thank you, the fans to this fanfic, THANK YOU for your support!! –sends cookies and hearts to ones that had read this and/or rated/reviewed!-
