Author: Eri-chan (Goth Koneko)
Rated: R
Warnings: LEMON, angst, language.
Pairing: Marik/Malik/Bakura (ß Wha ha! Another threesome!)
Summary: Malik makes a deal with Marik that has some interesting results.
Disclaimer: I own none of the characters or YGO. Even if I did, do you think it would be a kid's show? XD
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…Wow. Look at all these reviews! O_O I wasn't expecting so many, especially for one itty bitty chapter. Thank you all! Yeah, and I know it took a long time to get part 2 up and I'm sorry for the delay ^^; this is un-beta but Silver my new beta reader will beta it later. I just wanted to get this up as soon as possible!
There was some confusion about who was who (hikari and yami wise) Malik is the hikari while Marik is the yami (though he really isn't a yami he is in here ^^)
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THE DEAL
Part 2
Malik was pushed down onto the bed with a very randy tomb robber on top of him. He had the youth's arms pinned at his sides with his hands. Bakura licked his lips as he gazed down at the teen.
"You know what I thought when I first met you?" He whispers huskily in Malik's ear, causing the blond to shiver.
Malik swallowed the lump of anticipation down his throat before he answered. "What?"
"To bend you over that motorbike and fuck you raw." Bakura sucked on Malik's earlobe before gently, yet possessively biting it.
The blond gasps.
His tongue traced along the outer shell of Malik's ear and then blew on it.
Malik moaned deep in his throat.
"Found a sensitive spot did I?" The white haired yami chuckled.
Bakura slid up a bit more and placed his knees on Malik's hands. Using his freed hands, Bakura snaked them under Malik's violet shirt and roamed aimlessly across the teen's torso. He bent down and claimed the youth's lips in a bruising kiss.
Malik's head was reeling. He felt Bakura's tongue trying to pry his lips apart to gain entrance. He complied and let the thief's tongue slide into his mouth. Their tongues met and electricity electrified his entire body and set his body aflame with burning desire.
A sharp spike of pleasure coursed through Malik's entire being and pooled to his groin. His hips bucked involuntarily at the feeling and a tiny mewl of pleasure pasted his lips as Bakura's fingers rolled the harden bud of flesh between his fingers.
The albino's left hand slithered over Malik's abs and down to rest on his pant buckle. With swift and nimble fingers the belt came undone and the zipper unzipped. Bakura's hand slipped into Malik's pants to grasp his erection.
The blond let out a scream of pleasure. His hands became free and gripped Bakura's shoulders as the spirit increased his pace of pumping. Just when he was so close to release Bakura stopped.
"Why did you do that for?!" The blond yelled in frustration, giving Bakura a glare.
"Because," he says casually. "We didn't have our fun yet."
A shadow loomed over them. Malik titled his head back to see his yami starting at him with uncontained lust. He also saw that Marik was nude. Malik's cheeks colour slightly.
"No fair." Pouts Malik. "You're already butt nekkid while Bakura and I are still clothed."
"Well…that can be easily changed." Smirked the yami.
Marik grabbed his Millennium Rod off the bedside table and unsheathed the blade. He glimpsed at his hikari before bringing the tip of the dagger to rest onto of the shirt. He skims down it, flicking the decorative chains off and then back up to rest at the hollow of Malik's should. Carefully sliding the blade underneath the cloth, he gave a violent thrust upwards, shredding the shirt in half.
Bakura ripped the shirt off of Malik and proceeded to assault his nipples with his mouth. Giving the nub one last nip he took off his shirt and threw it somewhere. He got off of Malik to do the same with his pants.
Marik tugged down his hikari's pants, his hands brushing 'accidentally' against Malik's erection, earning him a mewl of pleasure. Marik threw the offending material away. He grasped Malik by the back of his head and pulled him in for a probing kiss. The yami made sure that no place was left untouched but his tongue. Malik whimpered against the assault, but returned the kiss just as enthusiastically.
Marik pulled away, licking his lips as Malik's taste remained on his lips. He looked down at Malik's very flush face. His breathes were coming out as very heavy pants that escaped his lips.
The blond opened his violet eyes and saw that his yami was staring at him. Just looking into Marik's eyes made him dizzy. There was such an intense insanity and lust in them it made him feel vulnerable. But he was enjoying it.
The bed dipped from behind Malik and warm lips kissed his shoulder. A shiver passed through his body as Bakura's tongue trailed down, leaving a path of saliva that cooled on his hyper sensitive skin making him impossibly harder. The thief's tongue traced along the scars on his back, enticing a gasp from the teen.
Wet heat surrounded his erection and Malik's back arched and a cry of ecstasy vibrated through the room. Marik sucked on the head, his tongue dipping into the slit, lapping away the pre-cum that accumulated. He gave one final lick and released the flesh.
Malik cried out in lost as that wonderful heat left his cock. Marik kissed him again, but this time he could taste himself on Marik's tongue. His yami pulled him down so that he was lying on his yami's stomach. He could feel Bakura's breath on his shoulder.
"Now the real fun begins."
Marik raised himself up on his elbows, his fingers stroking the blond hair before gripping it firmly and pulling the boy foreword. "I want you to suck me." he whispers. "I want to see your mouth around my cock, sucking it." He nips Malik's ear before releasing his hair.
Malik moved down his yami's body and settled himself between his legs. His eyes widen at Marik's arousal. It was big. He suddenly felt nervous. He was about to protest when Bakura whispers in his ear.
"Go slow." He advises. "Take what you can. Don't bother trying to deep throat if you know you can't." His hand rests on top of his head, urging him foreword.
Talking a few calming mental breaths he extends his tongue out towards the tip to lapped some of the pre-cum pooling at the slit. A salty taste exploded on his tongue. It wasn't that bitter as he originally thought. Bathing the tip with his tongue Malik wrapped his lips around the head and sucked.
Marik groaned.
He bucked his hips up into that wet, hot cavern. Startled my the sudden movement, Malik nearly chocked but managed to pull back in time. He gave Marik a glare before returning to what he was doing. He increased his pace, using his hand to gently caress his yami's balls. That nearly did it.
Marik pulled Malik away from him and within a blink of an eye Malik was back on his back. The blond blinked up at his yami.
"That was excellent." The yami moaned. "you have one talented mouth there."
Malik's cheeks stained red.
"But now," he announces. "it's time for the real fun."
TBC~
Oh god, I'm so tired =_= Did I actually get this chappie done? Or was it a dream? Dear Hades I hope it wasn't! Part 3 will hopefully be up this time this week! Thanks again for the awesome reviews (and death threats)! ^_^ *passes out*