Sorry again about the late chapter, but now here it is.
Mawhahahahahahaha…..*cough* oh yeah, poor Ryou.
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Bakura carried Ryou to his room and shut the door. He placed him on his bed and sat next to him.
Ryou sniffed again and curled back into a ball. //I must pull myself together, I can figure away out of this. // He looked up when he felt the bed move and spotted Bakura eyeing him down and moving closer to him. He squeaked and curled up tighter.
Bakura moved on top of Ryou with an arm and a leg on either side of him. He grinned all the more wickedly as he heard Ryou sob and try to protect himself. "Oh come now. I'm not all that bad." He chuckled a bit and yanked Ryou's hair, forcing him to look into Bakura's eyes.
Ryou screamed in shock and pain and, to his and Bakura's surprise, he actually glared at Bakura. He sniffed back the last of his tears. "Just w-wait till Mmalik gets here, t-then you'll be s-sorry."
Bakura burst into a fit of laughter. He let Ryou go to hold his chest, between the laughs he spoke. "Well…I don't….think he will….be back for….awhile now…"
Ryou growled and continued to glare at Bakura. "You just wait." He mumbled to himself.
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"Get up you little bitch!" Marik screamed as he yanked Malik to his feet. Malik was still struggling to get away trying not to let himself be pulled and pushed around.
"I'm not gonna listen to a big dick like you!" He pulled away from his grasp and made a run for the door. He got as far as placing his hand on the knob before a dagger went into his wrist. Malik screamed in pain and tried to pull the dagger out of him but failed.
Marik to his time walking over to the screaming Malik. "Good luck trying to get it out. I never trained all my life away in killing people for nothing." He smirked and twisted the dagger then pulled it out of Malik. His smirk grew has another scream came from him.
Malik clutched his bleeding arm and looked up at Mark. "Bastrad!"
Marik shrugged his shoulders and walked away. He walked to a large cabinet while speaking. "Yeah, and try that stunt again and more then your hand will be bleeding." Opening the closet he pulled out a pair of handcuffs and a piece of cloth. He shut the cabinet doors and walked back to Malik. Kneeling down in front of him he held out his hand. "Give me your wrist." He spoke in a firm voice with a still serious face.
Malik looked up still at Marik and kept his hand clutched tight to his chest. He stayed frozen not wanting to trust him but slowly put his hand out to Marik.
Marik grabbed his elbow an yanked him closer. He trapped Malik's arm between his elbow and knee so where Malik couldn't pull away. He took the piece of cloth and wrapped it into a thin layer around his wrist. He pulled it tight, making Malik scream again in the process. "There." He stood up and yanked Malik again to his feet and pushed him into the bathroom.
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Bakura had stopped his laughing and was on top of Ryou again. He had Ryou laying out straight on his back and was sitting on his legs, he was trying to pull Ryou's shirt off but Ryou was still fighting with his hands. Bakura was now getting more and more aggravated, he cocked his hand back and gave Ryou a hard pop to the jaw.
Ryou froze and clasped his hands to his mouth in mostly shock. This gave Bakura the time he needed and ripped Ryou's shirt off. He took his own off then slowly trailed his hands down Ryou's body and to the lining of his pants.
Recovering from the blow he started fighting again. He took his hands away from his mouth, revealing the trail of blood rolling down his neck. "S-stop!"
Bakura had seen the blood and leaned down to lick it. He slid his tongue up Ryou's neck and still up to his mouth. He lingered his tongue on Ryou's lips till he forced it into his mouth. Exploring all inside Ryou's mouth and continuing his hand trail to Ryou's pants zipper, pulling them off.
Ryou kept on struggling till he had almost lost all hope. He was trying to pull away from Bakura's mouth but he wouldn't let him.
Bakura didn't want to pull away; he wanted to taste the metallic and spicy mix of Ryou's mouth. He licked away inside Ryou's mouth, making sure to get every sweet taste of blood there was. He had to pull away though after he felt Ryou's body suddenly relax, Ryou needed air. Releasing Ryou's mouth he watched as Ryou gasped for breath and closed his eyes. He looked down all over Ryou's body and smirked as he pulled the last thing off of Ryou, his boxers. "You are just to damn sexy for your own good little Ryou."
Ryou continued gasping for air and slowly opened his eyes. // ok I think this is the lack of air talking now but he looks really sexy too, grinning like that. Now I no I always have liked the way I looked, and the fact that he looks the same as me isn't helping.//
Bakura ran his fingers down Ryou's body again and stoked his length. He grinned more as he earned a gasped from Ryou, so he kept on doing it. He would trace around Ryou's length then squeeze it lightly, then go back teasing it.
Ryou bucked and groaned every time Bakura did his and he became harder and harder each touch. He gave up all forms of struggling and gave in to Bakura's molesting.
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Marik, with some difficulty, had dragged and stripped Malik of his clothes and had him in the shower. Marik held the struggling boy against the shower wall and laughed evilly as he cuffed his hands together and pulled them above his head and onto the showerhead.
Malik kept screaming insults at Marik as water dripped down his face and farther down his body. Marik stood back and admired the beautiful seen in front of him. Marik quickly moved toward him and pinned him to the shower wall. He pressed his body against Malik's and grinned wickedly. "You know what I'm gonna do to you-" He spoke into Malik's ear. "-You are just so beautiful that I'm gonna have to fuck you even harder."
"If you think I'm so beautiful then why would you hurt me?"
Marik smirked and grabbed Malik's already hard dick. "Cause I can tell you are in joying this."
Malik moaned at his touch. "No fair." He mumbled to himself.
Marik laughed and stroked him rougher. He wanted to hear more of that. He wanted to hear him scream. "You like this rough stuff huh." He gave him another tight squeeze.
Malik screamed and bucked his hips into Marik's hands.
Marik took him off the showerhead and pulled him into a corner. He turned Malik so where his back was to him and placed his hard cock at his entrance. "Ready to see what rough really is." He whispered into his and bit down into Malik's neck.
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Bakura quickly lost his pants and boxers and spread Ryou's legs apart. Ryou closed his eyes scared of what was coming.
Bakura reached for some gel he always kept on the dresser and poured some on his hand. He didn't bother stretching Ryou; he only lathered himself up and thrust in.
Ryou screamed out in pain and tensed up. Two tears trailed down the side of his face and his hands twitched.
"Relax or it will hurt worse little one." He leaned down again and licked the tears away. "Open your eyes and watch me." He thrust in again but a little softer this time. He ran his hands up and down Ryou's length still, trying to get his attention away from the pain.
Ryou did as he was told and opened his watery eyes. He looked into Bakura's with pain and fear and groaned. He forced himself to relax and paid attention to Bakura's caresses.
After a few more thrust he met his climax and shot his seed into Ryou with a loud grunt. He squeezed Ryou tighter making him cum into his hand. Bakura pulled out and laided out on the bed.
Ryou panted heavily and closed his eyes. He fell asleep rather quickly, leaving Bakura to only drift off soon after.
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Marik slammed hard into Malik, making him scream and buck forward into Marik's awaiting hands. Marik thrust into him hard and squeezed at his cock hard. Every thrust and squeeze earned Marik the most wonderful sounds.
Malik screamed every time and it didn't take long till he cummed into Marik's hands. The tightness against Marik's hard-on made Marik climax right after. He groaned and pulled away panting as the pleasure slowly wore off and the water dripped down their bodies.
Both stepped out and Malik grabbed a towel. Marik turned off the water and grabbed a towel too. He walked out leaving Malik alone and tired. Malik had no choice but to follow Marik out and into the bed with him. He stayed toward the edge till he felt Marik's arm pull him close to his chest. Malik was to tried to fight back so he let himself be pinned and fell asleep. Marik soon dozed off too.
Sorry about how the ending ended, but I was getting tired of the long chapter.