Yea...ignore the title, I couldn't think of a name so this has to do for now! ^_^ Enjoy...I know it's been forever, but I'll try to do better...and this chapter is Yaoi-ish and random eh!
~Banging~
"Heh heh." Bakura laughed in an unusually happy tone as he walked closer to Malik. "Shit's right...and you're in some." He whispered to the horrified Egyptian.
"Bakura! What the hell did you do?!" He yelled narrowing his eyes in the tomb robber's direction.
"Shut up Malik!" Ryou screamed, jumping off the bed. His sudden outburst had caused both boys to stop in the midst of their argument and turn to face him. It was so unlike Ryou to yell at Malik like that. He must have been reeeeeeeeally really pissed.
"Malik, it's not Bakura's fault that you bought me a phony, cheep ass ring!"
Malik lowered his head in shame, knowing there was nothing he could do or say to turn this situation around...well, nothing in front of Bakura, that is.
"You know, you're right Ryou." Bakura spoke suddenly, taking a step closer to his distraught hikari. "See, if it were my dating you, I would have stolen you the nicest, most expensive ring on the market." He smiled at Ryou, hoping that would score him some brownie points...but it didn't.
"Yea, well that's because you're a cheep bitch too!" Ryou screamed. "Why did the Gods put me with two of the most insane, sadistic, CHEEP, men in the world?"
"Umm...because I love you?" Malik spoke up timidly. "A-and I paid a lot of money for our dinner reservations tonight."
Ryou snorted as if that were the biggest lie he had ever heard, which made Malik feel slightly hurt, and extremely pissed at the ancient spirit standing next to him. If he weren't standing there in a towel [A.N. *drool*] he would have soo kicked Bakura's ass by now.
"Yea, well...maybe I don't want to go to dinner tonight." Ryou said sternly crossing his arms and glairing at his distraught boyfriend. Malik would have to do a LOT of begging and...kissing...and maybe some fucking...oh gods. Ryou stood there, his body temperature raising slightly as a blush crept its way along his face.
'NO stupid! You're supposed to be mad at him! Not envisioning him fucking you!' But alas...Ryou felt his khakis becoming, slightly tighter.
Praise the gods that Malik was too distracted with what Ryou had said to be staring at his crotch.
"Ryou! No! We've been waiting for this night for weeks now! And I-" Malik paused when he saw the look on Ryou's face. "Umm, Ryou?" He walked closer to him and waved a hand in front of his face. "Ryou?"
"Huh?" Ryou spoke, almost in a dazed state. How was it that this sexy Egyptian could do this to him? One minute he was extremely pissed, and now all he wanted to do was...well...Damn Malik and his towel! Showing off his super sexy abs and his deep tan skin. His skin was still slightly wet giving him the sweaty appearance. They had already done it once today...but Ryou wanted more.
Malik just stared at his partner. Had Ryou totally lost it? At this point Malik didn't know what to do...well, he didn't know WHAT to do...but he knew WHO. He knew that might take Ryou's mind off the ring...Screw dinner, they could be late.
Malik turned around and grabbed a hold of Bakura's arm, throwing him out the door and slamming it shut behind him.
Bakura stood out there, totally confused. Were they...about to...get. it. On.? After all that yelling and screaming...they were going to do some other kinds of yelling and screaming? How could the situation change so fast? One minute Ryou was pissed, and now he was horny?
'ACK!' Bakura thought as he ran away from the door before he heard anything that he didn't want to hear.
He ran straight to the kitchen and went searching for that bottle of rum that he knew was around here somewhere.
Meanwhile...back in the bedroom...
"Malik you-"
"Shh...don't say anything." Malik ordered, pushing his lover down onto the bed. Ryou complied, feeling the other's lips on his neck. 'Oh Gods...just fuck me now!'
Ryou reached lower and pulled the towel off of Malik's waist.
Malik was surprised with Ryou's eagerness...but was all too happy to just skip the foreplay and go right to screwing Ryou's brains out.
He pressed his naked lower parts against Ryou, creating some heavenly friction and causing Ryou to moan out loud.
Straddling Ryou's small waist, Malik quickly unzipped his pants and slipped them off the boy.
"Not wearing any underwear eh?" He said with a grin. "What were you planning on doing after dinner?" He said before moving his hands around Ryou's inner thigh.
"S-same thing we're doing now...but I just couldn't wait until then." Malik was making it notably hard for him to talk at the time
"Well if we make it to dinner we can screw after that too." Malik said eagerly, licking up the side of Ryou's neck, and biting down on the tender flesh, omitting a hiss from the other boy's mouth.
"Sounds good to me..." Ryou wrapped his arms around Malik's strong form. Malik rubbed himself against the other boy, slowly and deliberately grinding their hips together.
Both were in for a round of mad hot steamy fucking, totally forgetting about any and everything.
And as for our favorite tomb robber....
Bakura had found exactly what he was looking for. So he flopped down on the couch, bottle of rum on one hand, remote in the other, flipping through the channels and trying his best to drown out the loud screaming that was coming from upstairs.
This was going to be a long night indeed for the poor, sex driven teen, who was becoming mighty jealous that his hikari was getting some multiple times in one day, and he was left sitting on the couch, not having fucked...or been fucked for that matter...in Ra knows how long.
Bakura took a good long swig from the bottle as he switched from VH1 to MTV, then from MTV to Bravo...oh Gods...it was those five gay men. At that point Bakura would have given anything to have four of them over here right now.
Shaking his head and trying to get rid of the hard-on that he felt approaching, he gulped down an excessive amount of rum and continued to stare as the five guys had their hands all over a straight guy.
"Hey! Don't waist your time on him! He's not a fruit! I am..." Again Bakura poured the liquid down his throat. The moaning from upstairs was growing increasingly louder.
"Holy shit! Cant you keep it down!" Bakura said with slightly slurred speech.
And back to the good stuff...
"Holy Ra!" Ryou screamed grabbing onto Malik's arms and steadying himself as the Egyptian boy pounded into him.
Malik just smirked. This was what he loved to hear. Ryou's screams only made his raging hormones, well, rage even more. Malik ground into the pale boy as their sweaty bodies rubbed together.
He kissed his way up Ryou neck, nipping and biting at the boy's soft skin. They were really getting into it and Ra...it must have been well over an hour. Suddenly a light pounding (no pun intended!) was heard. It sounded like it was coming from...the floor?!?
Malik pulled away from Ryou's neck and gave him an awkward look. Ryou returned the expression. But after a moment, when the noise had ceased, they continued where they had left off.
Minutes later, the sound reached their ears again.
"Dammit Bakura!" Malik yelled, only to receive an angry look from Ryou.
"I'm not Bakura!" He screamed, smacking Malik in the face. Oh...what a turn off...
Since this evidently wasn't working too well, Malik finished up quickly and pulled out, turning around and quickly putting his pants on.
"I know you're not Bakura Ryou! And thank Ra!" He glared back at the boy, who was lying under the covers, obviously exhausted. "I meant...that's who's making that damn noise. Malik glanced at the clock, 8:30. The still had a half an hour to get to dinner.
The banging ensued, causing Malik to get quite irate. He walked over to Ryou's bureau and tried to comb out his slightly messed up hair, doing his best to ignore the damn banging.
After a moment to recuperate, Ryou sat up and put his clothes on, and to Malik's disappointment, he noticed that Ryou decided to wear underwear this time. 'Dammit...it's all over for me tonight." He sighed.
And as for that incessant banging...
By now Bakura was extremely bored...and pissed, and drunk. The gay guy show was over and now he was forced to watch that freakishly fruity gay guy that talked about decorating homes and shit.
Plus, the bed upstairs was squeaking like mad and really...really starting to piss him off. So he had the bright idea to go get a random broom and start banging it against the ceiling right under Ryou's room while sing "It's a pirates life for me"
Once the squeaking had stopped, Bakura felt as if he had done his job, so he dropped the broom and fell down off the chair that he was standing on, passing out on the floor.
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Please ignore any grammatical errors. I didn't have time to proof read it...But reviews are still welcomed! (And really wanted)