You never spend time with me…! Part.1
This fic has nothing to do with the last one (Apologize or you won't get some.).
Just another dirty thoughts of mine…
Pairings: RyouBakura. BakuraMalik.
Yaoi!
Enjoy and review! Give me new ideas and I'll write them down for ya!
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A lonely shadow took a sip of his tea, and a deep sigh was heard.
Ryou looked at his watch, and noticed then that the time were almost 1.am. Bakura was still not home yet, he had worked late in about three weeks now on some strange subject his boss ordered him and the rest of the team to finish in three weeks.
And Ryou was getting hornier and lonelier than ever, but he couldn't complain…He loved his husband too much.
The main door opened and was soon closed again, the young male rushed to the other.
A tall, handsome man in his twenties were taking his boots off. Water dripped down from his white, messy hair, and suddenly he looked up to the white angel in front of him. Cheeks flushed red of excitement.
"Eh..Welcome home! " He smiled widely. And Bakura kissed his cheek, mumbling: "I'm home."
"You wanna take a bath? So you won't catch a cold…" Ryou said, while helping Bakura with his drown-wet-outfit. The older male nodded simply and went to the bathroom straightly.
Ryou didn't even had the time to react before the door was locked with a little 'click'.
So he looked disapointedly at the shut door and sighed heavily.
What is wrong? He has been strange for the whole week…Usaully, Bakura used to crave sex from Ryou every night. But now…he seemed to be… absent.
After a few minutes the door opened and a clean and warm Bakura with only a towel around his waist came out. Ryou blushed slightly and sat down beside him in the sofa, and throwed a beer to the other man.
"Thanks."
Bakura opened the lid and started to drink quickly from the bottle. Ryou watched his movements with red cheeks and was thinking once again…'How on earth am I so lucky to have him?' When dark ruby-coloured eyes stared at him: "What is it?"
Ryou shook his head and leaned forward to place a small, yet sweet kiss on Bakura's lips. And smiled: "Nothing…Maybe we should go to bed? You seem tired…"
"Yeah…Let's go." With that said, they both went up to their king size bed. Ryou took off his pants and laid down with his t-shirt and boxer.
And watched with huge eyes when Bakura ripped off the towel and lay beside him, naked.
They stared into each others eyes for a while, and then Ryou's bony fingers started to stroke Bakura's cheek. He leaned forward to kiss him, softly, licking his lip for entrance. Bakura parted his lips and let the pink piece of flesh in. His strong hand stroking Ryou's back, receiving some quiet moan. While Ryou grounded his hips against him, he suddenly pulled away.
"I..I'm too tired. Sorry honey." Then he turned his back against Ryou and closed his eyes…his face showed nothing else but 'guilty'.
Poor Ryou didn't know want was wrong, and he didn't dare to ask either. So he bit his lip and closed his eyes, crying silently in his pillow.
When Bakura turned around, he saw that Ryou's shoulders were still shaking…
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Next Morning
When Ryou woke up, he noticed that Bakura was already gone. So he sighed again and went up to make some breakfast.
While eating his toast, he started to wonder once again, why Bakura is being acting so weird lately…
Meanwhile, in the said man's office, Bakura was texting on his computer, when a sudden knock on the door woke him up.
"May I come in?" The sexy, yet sweet voice said.
He froze…it was him. His new partner… And so, his mind went back to three weeks ago when they first met….
Flashback
"This is our best FBI-agent, Bakura. Bakura, this is your new partner, Malik. He might be young, but he is one of the best detectives." Bakura looked up from his desk and saw a attractive young man in his twenties standing in front of him. He wore tight black leather pants with a very low-cut shirt. His hair was long, and blond. His eyes were amazingly purple. He was very sexy, and he knew about it.
In his eyes, the sight in front of him weren't so bad either, this young Bakura had wild, messy, white hair, and was very handsome. He had a killer body himself.
"Would you mind to leave us, Shin?" Malik asked the old man who intruduced them. He shoke his head and went out, shutting the door behind him.
Malik went to his desk and sat down on it, his pants were tight-fitting against his long legs.
"So…You're Bakura…How old are you?" Huge lilac eyes watched his movements, so Bakura felt he had to anwser: "I'm twenty-five."
"Oh…I'm only twenty-two." So he was in the same age as Ryou, Bakura thought when a elegant hand approched to his shirt-clothed chest. And with a seductive face Malik asked: "You've been working out." Bakura could just nod, his pants felt a little bit tight right now.
The darker one leaned forward and whispered in his pale ear: "I olso have a lot of tight muscles…hehe." Bakura svallowed hard and mumbled an 'excuse me.' He ran to the toilet, and rested his head against the cold wall.
What's the matter with him?? He's never been this attracted to another person except Ryou before…He thought that he was lucky enough to have Ryou for himself…But this new guy were just..like a good fuck. Yes, that's right, he was just attracted to his body, nothing else.
He shook his head a last time and went back.
Later that night, Shin and some other guys wanted to go out and celebrate their new member, so Bakura had no choice but follow them. He called Ryou and sounded really sorry, before Malik took his phone and shut it off.
"Hey! What was that? " Bakura grabbed Malik's collar and stared madly into his eyes.
That, was a huge mistake.
The blonde leaned forward and kissed him on the lips, seductivly and desperatly. Bakura's eyes went huge, but somewhere inside him felt good…And without knowing it, he kissed back.
They ended up in a hotel.
"Oh god…My head aches…" Bakura whined, he had too many glass of vodka. Malik brought a wet, cold towel and placed it on his head. "You shouldn't have drank so much."
"Shut up…Ohhh…This feels goooood.."
Malik blushed slightly and whispered in Bakura's ear: " You have no idea how sexy you are right now.." And then he stood up in front of the lying Bakura. And slowly stripped off his clothes. The drunken one smirked and grabbed his waist, mumbling: "Come're, baby.."
They kissed quickly before Malik breathed heavily and fondled off Bakura's clothes.
He sucked the huge cock and wiggled his ass.
"Ma-Malik…I can't take it…You fucking naughty whore." He swore in bliss, and tied up the blonde's wrist with his tie, and then pushed him down on the bed, sucking his neck impatiently.
Malik giggled: "You're very very eager to fuck me, aren't you?"
It made him look up from the endless delicious skin, " Of course I am…I've gotten hard since you turned around and I saw your tight little ass in that leather package. Now, shut up. I hate to ta-alk..hick… while-while fu-fucking." Bakura took a tiny apple and pulled it in Malik's mouth to quiet him down. Then he pushed his lubricated fingers inside of the blonde's tight entrance, making the now quiet man wiggle and moaning. He chuckled deeply and whispered: "You like that bitch?"
He pulled in another finger and started to scissoring them, stretching the tight muscle-ring.
As the sadist he was, he bit Malik's neck so hard that red, satin coloured blood sippered out from his mouth, and the wound in Malik's neck. The blonde wimpered, and started to pant.
While licking the blood off, Bakura pushed in his whole fist inside of Malik. A quiet scream was heard and tears dripped down from Malik's cheeks.
Bakura pulled it out as quick as he pulled it in, and licked his blood-stained fingers clean before stroking his own member a few times and pull it inside of Malik.
The sun was on it's way up, and in a nice, luxury hotel room, the bed was squaking louder and louder.
Since that day, Malik always came to him and craved more and more sex. And it felt good to fuck him. He didn't need to worry about being to hard, or worry about hurting him…like he always did with Ryou…
But it was really painfull to see Ryou's innocent face…It was more and more unbareable to avoid his husband's gentle caress and sweet kisses…
This has to end. And it will…when the three week time limit is over. Then everything will be back to normal, right? Malik won't stay in his life anyomre, right?
Flashback end.
"Yeah, come in…" Bakura mumbled with a sleepy voice.
A beautiful male with long, blonde hair opened the door and sat down in a chair opposite him.
"Today is my last day here…" He looked a little bit sad. Bakura nodded and svallowed.
"Well…before I go…could you, do you want to..you know? One last time? " He giggled nervously.
It didn't took long time for Bakura to anwser.
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Meanwhile, Ryou was heading over to the FBI-building, he was worried about Bakura's behavior. So he decided to see what in his office was so attracting that he couldn't even come home. He passed the security with a simple 'hi' and turned his back to walk towards the elevator. He pushed the bottom '7' and waited patiently.
With a 'pling' the elevator stopped, and the metal doors opened. A pretty little white-haired boy went to the front desk, he asked politely where Bakura was. And a cute lady anwsered with a pointing finger.
He thanked her, and went to the door.
When he reached the door, he heard some strange noices…So he opened it curiously. And the sight killed his innocent heart.
His husband, where screwing another guy on his desk.
"Oh…yes! Faster baby…Oh yeeeesss! " The blonde moaned loudly while spreading his seeds on the white male's chest. And his lilac eyes noticed the small creature in the door. He smiled evily and poked at Bakura's shoulder.
Dark brown orbs filled with tears stared at him…Ryou was crying.
"Shit…Ryou?…I-I can explain." Bakura tried desperatly while putting his pants on probably.
"You…You fucking cheated! I…I love-trusted you! "The small boy yelled, he was indignant.
Then he smacked Bakura's cheek and ran out from the building, tears fell from his eyes, just like a broken pearl necklace.
End of part one…
Review! Tell me if you think that Ryou should forgive Bakura or not!