//…..//- hikari to yami through mindlink
\\…..\\-yami to hikari though mindlink
Make Me Yours
Malik stirred the sauce still sniffling. He closed his eyes replaying Marik pinning him to the bed in his mind. He knew Marik was sorry for what he did and it was rare that Marik ever hurt him. Behind him, Ryou poured a glass of milk and continued to chop the lettuce for the salad. Ryou heard Malik whimper and put down the knife. He walked up to Malik.
"Do you want me to continue this? I can finish this if you want to sit down." Ryou wiped away a tear on Malik's cheek. "Don't be angry about this afternoon. Marik was just angry. I talked to him and told him that Bakura is the most important person in my life. I love you, too, Malik, but Bakura is my lover. It's not right if you both fight like this. This is not a good way to live."
Malik nodded. "I just can't believe he pinned me like that. I thought he was gonna knock me senseless."
Ryou wrapped his arms around Malik. "Now that I'm back home we should spend time with our yamis. Marik and you need to rekindle that spark of romance in your lives. You have to rebuild trust in each other."
"How can we?"
"Bakura and I have found a way to do that. Upstairs, I put new cherry candles beside the bed and the flowers I got from Bakura make the room smell really nice." Ryou glanced out to the living room where Marik and Bakura were sitting quietly. Ryou returned to Malik. "Tonight, Bakura is going to bring Marik upstairs. After we are done cleaning up here, we'll get clean and Bakura's going to lead Marik to my room. There, you'll have to make your move on your yami. You will have Marik all to yourself tonight."
Malik shuddered. "He always makes me be underneath. I don't want to be pinned again."
"He won't. The yamis are ours tonight. They belong to us," Ryou said smiling tasting the sauce. "Besides, Bakura used to do worse to me than pin me down. But Bakura and I have learned to trust each other. Now we couldn't be happier together. Trust isn't won overnight, but we can certainly try to lead you into the right direction." Ryou hugged the other hikari again. "Cheer up, Malik. By the end of tonight, Marik and you will be back to normal. Trust me."
During dinner, Bakura tried to initiate conversation with Malik and Marik, but neither one of them even made eye contact with each other. He knew Marik felt guilty about pinning his hikari down, but he was so angry, he wasn't thinking clearly. Even Ryou tried to get them to talk, but neither one of them even looked up from their plate. Ryou talked to Bakura through their mindlink.
// This is worse than I thought, Bakura. //
\\ You may be right, Ryou. I'll distract Marik down here while you go upstairs with Malik. \\
Ryou smiled at Bakura and brought his hand under the table to grab his yami's hand.
Ryou's POV
After cleaning up dinner, I took Malik upstairs with me. Bakura distracted Marik by taking him in the backyard. Malik stared at my bed. I couldn't blame him for feeling a little intimidated. Yes, Marik said he was sorry, but maybe Malik was feeling inadequate, too. During dinner they didn't even speak and that was unusual for them. I reached into my side table and brought out a bottle of magnolia scented oil. I opened the cap and its sweet scent filled the room. I put some on Malik's hands so he could smell it.
"See? That smells good, doesn't it?"
Malik smelled it and smiled. "Nice selection."
"Tonight, we're going to give our yamis a sensual massage. You'll have Marik melting through your fingers."
"Certain?"
I nodded at him and pulled him into the bathroom. We both brushed our teeth and I wet my hair a little. When my hair is wet, my Bakura finds me very seductive. He loves how it hangs around my shoulders and how it drips onto him. I put on some nice cologne and I noticed Malik didn't have anything to spray on him, so I gave him a new bottle of something I have never used. It smelled really good on him. I changed into another long shirt and removed the rest of my clothing. I knew what my yami liked.
We returned to the bedroom and I placed some flower petals on the bed. I kept only the light on in the corner to make our room more romantic. Marik wouldn't be the only one melting tonight.
// All clear, yami. Bring Marik upstairs to our room! //
\\ What are you wearing tonight? \\
// Wouldn't you like to know? //
\\ Tease. \\
We heard our yamis climb the steps and Malik turned to me quickly.
"You can do this, Malik. Stick with Marik tonight. I will handle Bakura."
With every step, they climbed, my heart beat furiously. I ran to my table and quickly took one of my pills knowing this would cause my heart to beat quickly. I wouldn't mind, though. This was for Bakura as much as for Malik.
Malik and I heard the door open and Bakura pull Marik into the room. Our yamis looked in disbelief at our dark room, scented with cherries and flowers. My flower petals covered the bed and they both gasped. We took our respective yami's hand and shut the door.
I pulled Bakura close to me and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.
"So this is what you're wearing," he smiled down at me and grabbing my hips pulling me close to him. My yami's kiss was gentle and I was happy beside my lover and my husband. All mine. My love's hands ran through my hair rubbing his hand along the back of my head. We both turned to see if our plan had worked with Malik and Marik.
Malik fell to his knees in front of his yami's waist. "I'll make it up to you, Marik. I promise," Malik cried kissing Marik's stomach.
"What's all this about?" he asked.
"Tonight, Malik is going to give you a massage. Bakura will get one, too," I said.
Malik looked up at his yami and came to his feet. "I want to show you how much I love you, yami. Please give me a chance."
I brought Bakura to my side of the bed and I removed my yami's shirt. My yami brought his hand under my shirt and rubbed my chest lightly. I knew he was concerned about me, but I whispered in his ear, "I'll be Ok, yami."
He brought his lips and brushed them against my ear lightly. I love my yami. His warm breath caressed my ear, "I love you, my angel."
I struggled to open my eyes to see Malik kissing his yami deeply. Malik was beginning to relax as much as his yami. That was an encouraging sign.
Malik's POV
I kissed my yami wanting to savor each inch of him. It was strange that my yami's arms were wrapped around me gently. Bakura began to moan on the other side of the bed as he delighted in Ryou. My yami began to whimper as my hand roamed up his shirt felling his tanned skin. I saw Ryou push Bakura onto the bed. To my amazement, Marik didn't struggle with me as I pushed him on the bed. Ryou and I kneeled before our yamis and continued to kiss them, laying our bodies over them. Wanting to show my yami how much I loved him, I opened our mindlink and his eyes shot wide open. Very rarely did we speak through our mindlink.
// I love you, yami! Can't you see that you are the only one for me? I am yours and nothing will change that. The love I have for you runs deep. When I'm near you, I am complete. Without you, I am nothing. //
\\ Malik…..\\
// You can't have light without darkness, good without evil, pain without joy. You are my joy, my darker side. I know how you feel and I can read your thoughts and they are a part of me as much as they are a part of you. //
Marik was looking straight into my confessional soul. He was searching my eyes, probing our memories: the sunrises, our games, our joys. I brought my hand to his cheek and stroked it softly.
// I can't forget the times you kissed my cheek, how your lips drifted over my own. With every embrace, you take my breath away. //
My yami shed a tear. This is what he needed: an affirmation of our love. I brought his hand to my chest.
// This beats only for you, Marik. // I found myself crying now. //There has never been room for anyone other than you. With every beat of my heart, every pulse of my soul, with every inch of my being, I would do anything to be beside you. And with my dying breath, the last words on my lips will be, "I love you, Marik. //
My poor yami sobbed into my shoulder. Both of us ignored Bakura and Ryou who stopped their motions to watch us. Marik whimpered into me.
"I'm sorry for pinning you to the bed. I never mean to hurt you. I love you, Malik. Dear, Ra. I love you."
"Don't cry, Marik. Please."
Marik gradually stopped crying and I kissed him again.
***Author's Note: This is a foursome scene. The Lemony Foursome is not in here. If you want the foursome scene, give me your email address in a review or check out the adultfanfiction.net*****