Okay, here is the third chapter. If you guys have been reading on, it means we've gotten your interest in this story (not necessarily, though, since it doesn't really have any plot). And no, there's no violence yet. Just read on.

Once again, we invoke fair use in doing this. The use of Yu-gi-oh characters in this story has no adverse effect on the potential market for the anime, manga or other merchandise.

FOUR ROUNDS

THIRD ROUND IN THE SHOWER

By Yami Yugi's RPG Group

Ryuno did indeed lift Malik, finding him to be fairly light - but then again, the redhead had been known to lift a few weights now and then, if you counted motorcycle parts as weights. He cradled Malik against his chest with surprising care, leaving his glasses on the floor - he didn't need them badly enough to try bending over just then. Ryuno's pants were still pooled around his ankles; he kicked his shoes off and wriggled out of them, then headed for the door he guessed to be the bathroom, pushing it open with his foot. Somehow, he managed to get the water running while still supporting Malik , and actually stepped into the shower while still holding him.

Malik felt the shower spray its watery mist on both of them. Bringing his legs to the floor, he stood on tiptoe, reaching up to give Ryuno a gentle kiss at first, only to follow it with a deeper one, his own insatiable hunger driving him to get more of Ryuno, taking whatever he could even if it was just a kiss for the moment.

"Still hungry?" Ryuno asked, smirking as his hands traveled down Malik's sleek sides to cup his firm behind. The warm water trickling down his body made the scratches on his back burn, but they weren't deep enough to really concern him. He tilted his head, kissing the other boy's jaw and neck, wondering if perhaps Malik wanted more than
a kiss again already.

"I guess you should know by now...once is never enough for me," Malik replied, his eyes half-closed but now laughing, wanting to see how Ryuno would handle his unending desire.

"Apparently not." Ryuno kept smiling, but his eyes had a fresh sparkle to them, one that made him look decidedly mischievous. Getting down on one knee, he eyed the livid bruise where he'd bitten Malik earlier, touching the skin around it lightly. It wasn't an open wound. He looked back up, grinned for an instant, and licked the tip of Malik's flaccid member. "Mind if I have a snack?"

"The appetizer before the main course? I thought you already had the main course," Malik asked, giving Ryuno a quizzical look, but his eyes were still laughing, his hands on Ryuno's hair, ready to bring his head closer to his goal.

Ryuno shrugged. "Take it or leave it - I don't like sloppy thirds," he joked, giving the wet globe of Malik's left buttock a firm squeeze. Lifting the boy's soft length into his mouth with his tongue, the redhead sucked it lightly. He began to move his hands in circles on Malik's rear, kneading the flesh gently as his tongue and lips did their work.

"Ryuno..." Malik moaned, closing his eyes, feeling his body respond as those lips closed over him. With his hands still on Ryuno's head, he started to move his hips back and forth, thrusting hard into Ryuno's mouth, the feel of that heat around him making it difficult for him to keep standing. His legs were beginning to give in as he slid down the tiled wall, his moans telling Ryuno that he could not get enough of the pleasure that was being lavished on him by this one-time stranger. Even on the floor, he continued to thrust his hips, his head moving from side to side as he welcomed that familiar ache again.

Thankfully, one feature of these apartments was the large showers - there was ample room for Ryuno to work. He lifted Malik's hips slightly, using the wall for support, as he suckled the boy's stiffening length. One hand found its way between the warm cheeks, and two of Ryuno's fingers pressed at Malik's puckered entrance, requesting entry for a moment before they slid inside. The water was soaking them both, making everything slippery and hot.


Malik's eyes widened when he felt the entry of Ryuno's fingers inside him. The moisture coming from the shower helped facilitate entry; however, he was not used to that type of entry, having always prepared himself with the Rod. The lips and tongue working on his arousal, however, made him forget that one specific detail as he just accepted it and lost himself in Ryuno's touch once again, his hands still on the other's head as he continued to thrust into that warmth, moaning as he felt that sharp, stabbing and yet pleasant ache spread throughout his lower body. His hands started to grab handfuls of Ryuno's hair as the heightened sensitivity of his body caused him to respond intensely to Ryuno's ministrations. "Ryuno, please..." he shivered, trying to calm himself down, "...not before I'm ready..."

Ryuno slowed down a little, decreasing the force of his suction as he pressed his fingers into Malik, searching for that one particular spot. He wondered absently what the boy would think of fisting - Ryuno had never done it, but regarded it with mild curiosity. He slid his other hand from beneath Malik, moving his fingers up the boy's chest to draw random patterns on his skin. "Shh," he breathed between the other's thrusts, drawing back for an instant, before descending onto the hard member once again.

While Ryuno's efforts at slowing things down helped Malik to calm himself, the simple act of withdrawing and then taking his aroused flesh back in his mouth caused Malik to pull on the fistfuls of hair that he had in his hands, his body arching in response, his teeth digging into his lower lip to stifle his scream as he felt another downward stab of pleasure go through his lower body. His teeth finally let his lower lip go as he moaned, letting himself succumb
again to his own insatiable desire, thrusting deeper into Ryuno's mouth, his body wanting and crying out for more of the other's touch.

Ryuno blew cool air across the tip of Malik's arousal, then allowed himself to take it more fully, relaxing his throat as the boy thrust upwards to meet him. He worked his fingers in and out, ignoring the slightly uncomfortable sting as Malik pulled his hair. He crooked his fingers, rubbing gently inside the younger boy, and sucked harder.

Malik's body arched further upward in response to Ryuno's actions. His hands clenched more tightly, pulling more forcefully on Ryuno's hair as he tried to hold back. "Ryuno, please!" he cried out as wave after wave of pleasure washed over him, his body starting to spasm violently, a scream torn out of him again as he spewed his fiery essence inside Ryuno's mouth while his hands forced the other's head down, getting as deep as he could into that warmth as he continued to empty himself inside it.

Ryuno nearly gagged as Malik rammed himself in, but he managed not to. His throat constricted around the invading member, and he sucked as hard as he could, determined not to lose a drop of the hot, viscous fluid. As he felt Malik's shivers of pleasure, he became rather painfully aware that his own length was being pinched between
his legs, and he shifted to relieve it somewhat - though obviously it required a little stimulation of its own. He stayed still, waiting for Malik to finish and relax before he pulled away, not wanting to leave any of his hair in the other boy's grasp.


As his breathing started to return to normal, Malik felt his body relax, his hands unclenching, his fingers loosening their hold on Ryuno's hair. His eyes were closed and his legs stretched out, his fingers this time just running gently through Ryuno's hair. "I couldn't hold back," he said softly, slowly opening his eyes to gaze at Ryuno.

Ryuno swallowed as he raised his head a little, laying it on Malik's chest to grin up at the dark-skinned boy. "So?" he said lightly, gently stroking Malik's smooth tummy with one hand. "Thanks for the snack... it was tasty." He ran his tongue out across his lips to illustrate the point. "Are you tired," he asked, shifting his weight onto his side to lie curled next to Malik, only half sitting, using the other boy as a pillow. If he was, the redhead thought, he'd have to go borrow that Rod again...

Malik nodded in response, but added, "But that doesn't mean I can't go on. Why do you ask?" Having Ryuno's head on his body felt good, especially with the shower's watery spray hitting them. His arms went around Ryuno, the closeness providing him with comfort and satisfaction. He turned Ryuno's head towards him and met his lips
again in a gentle kiss. "Will you stay with me tonight?"

"Just wondering..." Ryuno licked his lips again, the slight salt taste now mingled with warm water. He returned Malik's embrace, his eyes half-closed. "Yes... I'll stay, if you don't mind," he replied quietly, his lips brushing Malik's with each uttered syllable. "I'll stay longer, if you'll have me... I don't have to go far to get a change of clothes, after all."

"Mmmm...I'd love to have you," Malik said softly, his lips never straying from Ryuno's, his legs lightly caressing the other's as he lay there with him, relaxing under the warm watery massage they both were getting from the shower.