Ryou's threats and curses were the cutest things I'd ever heard, and the sleepy way he said thank you after I'd swallowed was too much. Bakura was rolling on the bed laughing, only Kek was paying any attention to me- kissing the wingtips on my back. I twisted around and grabbed Kek, pawing at him, grunting in frustration. Kek held my shoulders, gracing his lips up my neck. All the tenderness and care he never wanted for himself he poured into me until I gasped, hardly able to breathe.
Bakura and Ryou whispered beside us. Laughing, they scrambled to their feet and to the other side of the room.
"What the fuck," I muttered, wanting their attention, their touch.
I was the only one that hadn't came yet and my cock was so tight in its own skin I was going to chuck the vases at them if they didn't get back to bed.
"Don't let him come yet, Kek. We want to set up first." Ryou helped Bakura drag a chair to the foot of the bed.
"Over here. Now," I hissed.
"Marik, you're a king." Bakura shot a finger at me as he and Ryou piled pillows and extra sheets over the chair. "And a king deserves to get his cock sucked while sitting in his throne."
Before I could call Bakura an idiot, Kek was already carrying me and setting me down in place.
"Comfortable?" Bakura asked.
I didn't care about comfort at that moment, and couldn't bother even thinking about my back. The need for their mouths to be on me was savage. It consumed every corner of my brain.
"If I'm a king, then you're my servant and have to do what I say." I glared at him, expecting a sarcastic reply and prepared to lunge at him when he gave it.
To my complete fucking shock, Bakura dropped to his knees, snatched my hands in his, and kissed my knuckles.
"Command me, my liege."
Oh my gods, Bakura saying that went straight to my cock. I blinked, staring at him grinning up at me from his knees. Leaning forward, I smirked. "Then start at my feet and kiss your way up."
Bakura held my left foot in his hand and kissed the top of it, trailing to my ankle and then up my shin. Meanwhile, Ryou sat on the chair arm beside me. He pushed his hand against my chest and brushed our noses together.
"I'm going to kiss you, Marik," he said. His voice was soft and gentle as ever, but there was a confidence in his voice that implied that he wasn't going to wait for me to ask him this time, and it made me short of breath.
HIs lips reached mine at the same moment Bakura's tongue rolled up my thigh. I gripped the arms of the chair. Ryou's legs were in the way on my right side, so I dug my fingers into his leg instead. I writhed before them. Ryou kept me pinned against the soft cushions of the chair, and Bakura snaked his way up to my chest, kissing around Ryou's fingers.
"Don't forget about me." Kek chuckled. He shoved my knees apart, as wide as they could stretch in the seat. I caught half a glance at him between Ryou's and Bakura's bodies. He licked his lips. "I need to pay homage to the king as well."
His tongue swirled around my balls like a storm. I tossed my head back and gasped. Ryou pressed a finger to my lips, whispered shhhhh.
"Let's see how long you can last before calling out."
Kek was sucking my balls, and I was panting, chest heaving, breath loud. Bakura took my hand and nuzzled his cheek against my palm. I groaned. Both Bakura and Ryou were staring at me, and Kek choose that moment to flutter his tongue against the tip of my swollen head.
"Hahhh!"
"Shhhh, not yet. Wait until you truly can't stand it anymore." Ryou dabbed his tongue along my bottom lip.
I opened my mouth and tilted my head, deepening our kiss and twining our tongues together. Out of the corner of my sight, I saw Bakura's mouth as he sucked my pointer finger. He switched to my middle finger and at the same time Kek engulfed my length.
I broke Ryou's kiss, mouth stretched wide in a silent scream. Oh Kek's tongue! That wicked, wicked tongue writhing against my shaft as his mouth sucked. If I was an angel to him, he'd be a devil tempting me- and I was going to fall from grace, trading in my soul for a moment that surpassed the divine, and never regretting my decision afterward.
"Now you know," Ryou whispered why Bakura sucked my pinky finger. "Why Bakura was screaming. Isn't it ungodly? How good he is with his mouth?"
"Yes!" I shrieked.
I didn't realize that I was screaming, but I was, and I couldn't stop. Bakura kissed down my palm and to my wrist, massaging my pulse point with his lips. Ryou worked his lips against my chest. Kek had my cockhead rubbing against the back of his throat. Waves of pure bliss crashed against every nerve in my body. My toes curled as I planted my feet on the edge of my seat, spreading my legs wider and hitching up to Kek's lips.
"Any other orders, my liege?" Bakura whispered and traced his tongue around my ear.
"Don't stop!" I cried out, unable to think of anything for him to do just then.
Bakura reached over to the side table and plucked a rose from the vase. He ghosted the velvety petals across my sweating skin, teasing my lips, teasing my throat, teasing my nipples. I shuddered at the phantom touches of the petals against my body. I was swept up in a tide of pleasure, drunk off of all their touches and kisses spoiling my body all at once.
I clutched Bakura and Ryou, and arched, and flung my left leg over Kek's shoulder so I could nudge deeper into his mouth, but I couldn't. He was already sucking so deeply that it was useless, but I couldn't stop myself from shifting anyway. It was too intense not to squirm.
I grabbed at both of them.
And screamed.
I shoved my cock to the back of Kek's throat,
And screamed.
I damn near lifted my body up off the chair as the shaking in my thighs spread to my groin and I felt myself come,
And I screamed, and I screamed, and I screamed.
The lights grew bright. At least, they seemed to, and my eyes watered. I couldn't hear anything. The pressure built in my ears and I struggled to breathe. I rode out my orgasm. At some point I let go of Bakura and Ryou to tug at Kek's hair, but I don't remember doing it, only screaming and then looking down at my hands tangled in his braids. I dropped my hands and unhooked my leg from his shoulder, still gazing down at him. Kek looked at me in return, his eyes amazingly bright. I touched his cheek, and his eyes shut as he sighed against my palm. I glanced at Ryou next, his hair scattered every which way, and face rosy from the sun. We exchanged sleepy smiles at each other. I saved Bakura for last. My heart leapt into my throat when I saw the scrunchy-nosed grin on his face.
"I love you," I whispered. Pushing myself higher so that I wasn't slumping, I turned to Ryou and Kek. I felt my cheeks flush. "And I'm… starting to love both of you. Every day a little more. Is that enough? I don't want to flatter, so I can't say it better than that until-"
Ryou pressed a quick kiss against my lips. "It's enough, and I feel the same way. I've loved Bakura and Kek for some time now. I'm only now starting to understand the depth of my feelings for you." Ryou laced our fingers. "But I'm looking forward to exploring them together."
I nodded, squeezing his hand.
"I love all of you. Each in a special way. I know it's still too soon with Marik, but I can't help it." Kek leaned against Ryou's side. He looked a little helpless, but at the same time, content. "Emotions have always been like a fire inside me. It used to be anger, but now, it's love, and it's devouring me, and I wouldn't exchange this feeling for anything."
Bakura collapsed against my left thigh, hiding his face and hooking and arm around my leg as the other one reached out for Kek's shoulder.
"I love you all so damn much." Bakura confessed with his face buried against me.
Kek grabbed him and pulled him into his chest. They knelt on the ground and held each other. Ryou slid down to his knees and joined them. I hesitated for a moment, watching, wondering if I should, but in the end, I remembered that we were a bouquet, that my addition was wanted. My knees dropped to the carpet and I flung my arms around them. Their hands reached for me in return, knotting me into the net of their bodies until I was a part of it.
Kek broke the embrace, but only to lift Ryou up in his arms and carry him to bed. With a smirk, I did the same for Bakura, enjoying the way he giggled as I carried him.
"Probably need to get some of that oil on your back as well." Bakura grabbed my lavender oil and smeared it on my scars.
"Kek, put some on Ryou's sunburn. It should help it heal faster," I said as Bakura worked on my back.
Kek snatched the bottle from Bakura's hand and applied it to Ryou's shoulder.
"It smells lovely," Ryou said.
I nodded, sighing and relaxing beneath Bakura's touch. After he was done we all nestled down. Ryou stayed on the edge of the bed, too tender to pile with the rest of us, but he held Kek's hand to stay connected in some small way. I stared up at the ceiling, buzzing from orgasm and the thrill of laying beside everyone.
"I think when we go apartment hunting I'm going to pretend we're a rock band and say we need thick walls for practice."
"Good idea. Then I can really make you scream." Kek chuckled.
"That is the plan." I smiled back at him.
"For the first time in years, I'm actually excited about the thought of going back to work now that work is designing an RPG." Ryou turned so he could stare at each of us. "Thank you all so much for this trip. I've had so much fun."
"If you call getting your asshole blown against for seven minutes while upside down fun." Bakura snorted.
"Well?" I asked. "Wasn't it?"
"Maybe a little," he admitted. "But only because we all got to pile in bed together afterward."
"That was nice." I moaned, the memories still fresh and my body still humming with the after effects.
"I'm a little shocked though," Kek said.
"Why?" Ryou asked.
"All those gorgeous memories and you didn't grab your phone for a single picture or video."
"He's right. I was sure you'd at least want to catch Marik on video." Bakura nodded.
"Oh my goodness. I didn't even think about my phone!" Ryou sat up, glancing at the end table where his cellphone sat. "I was so absorbed in the moment that- I don't believe I missed a chance to catch Marik's first blowjob from Kek!"
We all laughed as Ryou grabbed his phone and brought up the camera app.
"Don't worry, Ryou. We'll just have to re-enact it so you can record it." I grinned, already looking forward to it.
"But next time let's actually give Marik a king's outfit. I want to ham up the roleplay a little bit," Bakura said.
"And you should dress up like the Thief King." I winked at him.
"I have my original robes. The gods brought me back in them."
There it was, that precious grin again where his entire face went into the expression. I loved it so much.
"Here. I need one snapshot of all us together." Ryou scooted closer to Kek.
We crowded together, making sure we were in frame as Ryou hit the button. Ryou set the phone down, easing onto his side to he could look at us all again. His eyes shimmered, dark and rich and beautiful.
"Can we walk the gardens again before we check out?" Kek asked. "I want to see the goldfish one last time."
"Yeah, I guess." Bakura sighed, sounding more put out by the idea than I suspected he actually was.
"And now that you guys will be with us every night, we can play our campaign as much as we want," Ryou said.
"Fuck yes." Bakura reached over Kek and I so he could hi-five Ryou.
I listened to them talk, but my eyes started to close. I fell asleep to the soft brush of Bakura's lips against my scars and Kek's fingers tracing down my arms.