***Peret is the "growing season" that started in October.***
Yes. Yes. Yes. Gods fucking yes! Every deliberate hitch of Marik's cock into my body was euphoric. I clutched onto the couch cushion and tried not to lose my shit, but it was so good that I was struggling not to. He muttered I love yous into my hair and grabbed my cock and it wasn't long before I was calling out his name as I came. Even afterward, as Marik worked himself up to finishing, all I could do was groan and gasp, my thoughts lost.
"I need to clean up," Marik muttered behind me.
"Ngh, me too," I agreed.
"Want to take a shower with me?"
"Yeah." I flipped to face him so I could steal a kiss.
We snuck to the bathroom with our clothes in our arms. Kek and Ryou were still screaming just a little further down the hall.
"Do they ever stop?" Marik giggled as the screams reached their crescendo.
"They're at the grand finale now." I smirked, casting a quick glance at the bedroom door before turning and going into the bathroom.
I set my clothes on top of the hamper lid and turned on the water. Marik was busy removing his condom, wrinkling his face in disgust as he tossed it in the trash can.
"They smell bad," he responded to a question I didn't ask, washing his hands despite the fact that we were about to shower.
It was… a weird moment. Everything had happened so quickly with Kek and Ryou- too quickly, I was realizing- that we never talked things through. But with Marik there were things that had to be discussed, and I was such shit at conversation.
"Um, I don't mind them." I fumbled with my words, trying to decide how to say what I wanted to say. "But, just so you know, it's just been the three of us."
"Oh, I wasn't sure how open you guys were. Guess I should have just asked."
"Yeah, you could always ask…" I paused, wanting to ask myself. "So… have you…"
"It's been over a year." Marik looked bashful. It was pretty cute.
"Then there really isn't any need if you don't like them- unless you just want to use them, or I could get tested if you wanted me to?"
Wasn't that a thing people did before they dated? I've never been to a doctor before in my life, but I guess I'd suck it up and make myself go if it meant Marik felt more comfortable. I had insurance, although I didn't really know how to use it. Fuck, this stuff never stopped blowing my mind. It didn't feel that long ago to me that Marik and I were facing each other at the pier discussing murdering Yugi and getting all the Items, and now we were in a bathroom having a really awkward conversation about condoms and STIs.
"Well, I can't imagine you caught anything in the afterlife." Marik chuckled, although it was a mix of nervous and embarrassed. "I'll probably just toss the condoms in the trash."
"You can stick them under the sink with the expired ones that Ryou had before Kek and I came back to life." I laughed in return, stepping into the shower for something else to distract us.
"What? Why don't you throw them out?" Marik tied his hair back into a bun and stepped into the shower with me.
"It's kinda funny to leave them there."
"Only you would find old condoms funny."
"I really do."
I grabbed the soap and a washcloth. After soaping up the towel, I set down the bar and turned toward Marik, circling the towel across Marik's chest. Marik smiled when I started soaping up his body.
"This is nice."
I couldn't help but mirror his smile. It was nice. Damn, guess I should have got my lazy ass up a few times when Ryou and Kek had invited me to take a shower with them, but in my defense- sleep.
"Get my back?" Marik asked.
"Turn."
Marik faced away from me, bracing his hands against the shower wall as I worked gentle circles along his back from top to bottom.
"Oh my gods," Marik arched against my hands.
I flushed at that. I wasn't expecting such a strong reaction. I continued to wash him, and by the time the towel reached between his legs he was hard as a brick, and I raised my eyebrows. Then again, he said it'd been a year. Seemed like Marik had some catching up to do. I dropped the washcloth and wrapped my hand around his shaft.
"Fuck," Marik gasped.
I stepped aside enough to allow some of the hot water to spray his back, just enough to rinse it off, and not enough for it to get uncomfortable against his scars. Once the suds were washed away, I pressed my chest against his back and kissed his shoulders and I continued to stroke his cock.
"Bakura," Marik moaned.
"I love you," I whispered back, echoing him from moments ago on the couch. I loved it when he said it to me, and by the way he pressed harder into my chest after I said it, I figured he enjoyed it as well.
"Oh Bakura!"
The water made his skin slick, so I glided my hand as quick as I could. Always kissing his back and shoulders. Always holding him around the waist with my left arm. Kissing the nape of his neck each time I muttered another I love you. He doubled over when he came, and I had to hold him up.
I washed myself up really quickly as he recovered, and then turned off the water. Wrapping a big towel around myself, I grabbed a fresh one and helped Marik dry off. He returned the favor, stealing the towel around my body so he could scrub it up and down my limbs. We laughed at each other, snatching quick kisses, or combing each other's bangs with our fingers as we took our time admiring each other's bodies and exploring them. His fingers caught my ribs and I flinched in reflex, pressing my lips together to prevent a giggle from escaping.
"You're ticklish." Marik beamed. "That's another point for me."
"You have a shower kink, so another point for me."
"I-I wouldn't call it a kink."
"You were definitely into that."
"I mean, a back rub would probably have the same effect."
"Oh? So that's your other kink? Noted." I winked.
"I'm still buying you flowers." Marik snorted. "Until I find the ones you like best."
I felt myself flush again. I wanted to come up with some sort of excuse for him not to bother, but Kek started screaming- not in a sexy way like earlier. He sounded pissed off. I opened the bathroom door to see what was up. Steam burst out into the hallway and the chill puckered my nipples. We peeked out just in time to see a dash of orange and a naked Kek racing after it with one of Ryou's house slippers raised up over his head.
"Get back here you little asshole I'm going to make neko sashimi!"
"Kek!" Marik shouted as Kek passed by.
Kek froze in place, looking sheepish as he covered his wang with the slipper.
"That just makes you look more ridiculous." I laughed.
He growled and threw the slipper back toward the bedroom, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the wall.
"I wasn't really going to kill it, but it pounced on my foot and bit my toe as I was falling asleep so I just kinda… reacted."
"It's a kitten," Marik said.
"But he started it."
"It's a kitten!"
Kek pointed down the hall. "But I'm not allowed to bite people, so I don't see why he can't be chased a bit for doing it!"
"You bite people sometimes." I shot him with my finger. I really wasn't helping the situation whatsoever.
"It's different when it's consensual!" Kek snapped.
"Kek? Come back to bed." Ryou appeared in his doorway. He wore a old, stripped yukata over his shoulders like a robe to keep himself decent.
And somehow Ryou's specific un-nakedness made the rest of us realize that we were all standing around in the hallway together naked, and joking about consensual biting.
"Anyway." Marik clutched the towel around his waist as if he were suddenly afraid of it falling down. He looked specifically flustered, and seeing him and Kek half a meter away from each other- and naked- made me have to stuff a few fantasies into the back of my head.
Filed under "things to jerk off to next time I'm alone."
"I'm coming- I mean I'm on my way." Kek stuttered, embarrassed at first, but then I noticed his face soften.
"Why do you look so happy?" I frowned, wondering if he was about to blab to Marik some other secret about me without Marik having to do any work for the answer.
"Nothing, I just… I am happy, I guess. It's about time you get a shower buddy, you fucking night owl."
Yeah, yeah, I never joined in on the morning showers. In my defense- sleep!
"Rooster." I shot back in response to the night owl comment.
"Saying I'm a big cock?" Kek grinned as he turned to go meet Ryou back in the bedroom.
"That's essentially him saying you're a big dick," Marik smirked.
"Takes one to know one." Kek rolled his eyes.
"Oh that's so mature." Marik snorted.
"Now, now, you're both pretty." I gave them each a shot with a finger. I mean, why else would I have two hands if not for shooting at Marik and Kek?
"Whatever, I'm going to bed." Kek picked Ryou up and spun him in the air before setting him back to his feet. Ryou giggled and visibly blushed at the treatment- he always did when Kek picked him up like he weighed nothing.
"Ryou, don't let him eat the kittens," Marik said.
"Kek would never!" Ryou laughed, roughing up Kek's already rough hair.
As if they'd summoned them, Marik, Kek, and Ryou's kittens all chased each other into the bedroom in some bizarre three way tag game. There was a crash and Kek ran into the room.
"What the hell is wrong with you guys!"
"No amount of coffee is getting me through work tomorrow." Ryou sighed and disappeared to go do damage control.
I shivered, all the steam long gone from the bathroom, and slipped back into my boxers and tank top, although I guess it was sort of useless to put clothes on at this point. Everyone in the apartment had seen me naked before, but Marik was putting on his pajamas, so I figured it'd be easier to copy him. I found the little black and white kitten sleeping on my pillow. Little bastard. I rubbed the top of her head and set her down on the floor.
"Go play with the others. You can really piss off Kek and Ryou then."
The kitten did not give one fuck about what I said to it. The second Marik and I settled together under the blanket, she jumped back onto the couch and curled up in a little swirl between our feet.
"Fine, but if I kick you in the night it's not my problem," I muttered, not that she cared.
"What are you going to name her?"
"Diabound VII."
"Where's I-VI?" Marik asked.
"That is a military secret."
"Wait, that name sounds familiar." Marik paused for a moment as he thought. "There was a demon-"
"It wasn't a demon! Diabound was a god ka! I told those goat-fuckers a dozen times when we fought!"
"Thought so." Marik smirked. "That was your ka, wasn't it?"
"Diabound is my ka. I'm alive again."
"Show me." Marik poked me chest.
"Magic's not exactly accepted these days." I snorted. "Probably not a good idea to summon my enormous ka into Ryou's apartment living room."
"Enormous, huh?" Marik smirked as he slipped his hand down my pants and started toying with my cock.
"Hm… well, it was too big for the stone slabs to contain it."
"Yeah? Tell me more." Marik hummed as he coaxed me to full length.
I grunted, closing my eyes as static electricity prickled up and down my spine for his touch. "You're just.. milking me for information, aren't you?"
"Definitely milking you, yes." Marik nibbled at the side of my throat.
Word play. My biggest weakness. I had to curl my feet up to not actually kick the kitten. I slung my top leg over Marik and hitched into his touch.
"Better start talking, or I'll have to stop."
"I… what am I talking about?" I asked. I'd honestly forgotten. Marik's thumb was teasing the head of my cock and fuck yes, what were words?
"Anything. Just tell me about yourself."
"I was... born during Peret, right after the wheat seeds were sprouting in the fields. My family were still builders, when I was a baby. It wasn't until … I was four? That they started stealing from… tombs… Marik-"
"Don't stop. This is fun." Marik purred in my ear, but his sultry voice didn't help my concentration.
"Swimming."
"What about it?"
"Favorite sport. Used to swim… in the Nile."
"So there is something that will get you outside." Marik chuckled.
"Indoor pools. Future is great."
"You wouldn't go to the beach with me?" Marik teased.
"Marik… I'll go to hell and back with you… oh gods." I reached back to the tissues, but obviously I couldn't reach them. Really wanted to go fuck in my bed again. Sheets were easier to wash than upholstery and the couch was only fun for afternoon quickies.
"Tell me more details."
"Too close." I grit my teeth.
Marik slowed down and I whimpered, fuck ego and fuck dignity. I wanted to come. Growling, I used the break to grab some cursed fucking tissues, and then kissed Marik just to do something with my mouth that wasn't talking. He indulged the kissing, but stayed slow with his fingers and my balls started to ache from want of release, so I pulled away and started rambling.
"I had a breathing sickness. Ate garlic all the time. Sometimes I had to bake bread with my mom because I couldn't play with the other kids. I liked when the coriander bloomed every year, and I couldn't remember shit in the Ring, but I swear to the gods the first time I saw you I had a weird flashback of standing near the river while my horse drank and looking around at all the coriander blossoms. Ah Marik, fuck! And for twenty whole seconds, while we stood there and glared at each other, I'd never felt more human since before I had the Ring. So Ryou wasn't quite right when he said I liked lilac. I like anything… that color. Fuck, fuck, fuck, Marik don't stop!"
Marik's hand were coarse with callouses, but something about the way he worked them reminded me of Kek with his mouth, and holy fuck was it good. Marik didn't stop, although my rambling had de-evolved to low moans, but he did bury his face in my chest.
"I thought you liked red?" he whispered.
"Do. In general."
I only liked lavender when it was flowers, or Marik's eyes- how the fuck do I end up confessing these things? Fuck it, I didn't care. There was only Marik's touch at that moment. Colors didn't exist. Words didn't exist. I bucked, and bucked, and probably screamed his name, or a curse, or some sort of noise. I didn't know. I just felt my balls tighten and hardly had enough sense to use the tissue to keep from cumming all over Marik's pajamas. Once the rush of orgasm settled, I was ready to collapse into Marik's arms and pass out, but Marik surprised me as he clutched at my shirt and sobbed.
"Marik?" I pushed up on my side, petting his hair. "Is… it your back?"
I didn't know why else he could be crying.
"Are you…" he sniffled, "seriously saying the first time you saw me, you thought of flowers in Egypt? Growing outside?"
Oooooh, okay. Bullshit happy tears. Got it. As long as he wasn't upset. I kissed Marik's forehead. Fuck it. I guess I'm an official sap. Too bad Zorc wasn't still lurking in my mind. Seeing me like this would have made him shit out 24 karat gold eggs while his head exploded like a piñata and sprayed candy over a 12 mile radius. I reminded myself to tell Kek and Ryou about that thought later since it was right up there with their weird humor, but refocused on carding my fingers through Marik's hair.
"Only for a moment, then I promise you I was exactly the kind of asshole you thought I was." I wiped the tears away from his cheeks as the burst of emotion passed.
"Hey, Bakura?" Marik grinned as he smeared one last tear off of his cheek that I had missed.
"Yeah?"
"Does this mean… that our love is in full bloom?"
My mouth dropped, and I froze for a moment before playfully shoving his chest and laughing. "Oh shut the fuck up- that was amazing!"