Pairing: Clashshipping (Mariku/Yami)

Prompt: Kiss

Rated T for suggestive themes

I do not and never will own Yu-Gi-Oh. At first, I was sad about this...now I only accept it xDxD It's all you can do really...

They were many different ways that the two yamis expressed their affection for each other. There were so many ways it was difficult to keep track, let alone count. However, both of them had to agree that when their lips met and their tongues danced together in the warm heat of their mouths, it was the most thrilling and filling experience they had ever felt. It also seemed that as their relationship developed, their kisses did as well.

First, there was the shy, first kiss. The ex-pharaoh blushed bright red when the tomb keeper's tan lips came in contact with his lips for a split second before pulling away, an equally bright flush coloring his sun-kissed cheeks. Amethyst eyes that were tinged with crimson blinked before focusing on the other immortal next to him.

"Marik?" he questioned, confused. The tanned yami shrugged before a familiar smirk worked its way back onto his face and he reached over to playfully ruffle the tri-colored locks. The former king growled in annoyance before turning his head away and out of reach from the other. The younger yami merely chuckled before blowing another kiss the ex-pharaoh's way and walking off, puzzling the former king even more.

Next, there was the more forcible kiss. The former king had been walking in the park with his hikari, Yugi, when a flash of brown caught the corner of his eye. Crimson-amethyst eyes rolled as their owner immediately got ready for the sudden attack, bracing himself for a tight and strong embrace.

However, a large, tanned hand swiftly grabbed his arm and pulled him sideways. He yelped at the sudden action but his noise of protest was quickly muffled as a pair of tanned lips crushed against his in a sloppy yet passionate kiss. Behind him, the former king was half-aware of the squeak of surprise that emitted from his light and only moaned softly as he felt Marik's tongue gently probed against his, trying to play with it. This kiss lasted up until oxygen became necessary and they both pulled back, a string of saliva connecting them for a brief second.

The older yami mock-glared at his attacker, wiping his mouth roughly. "Next time, wait until my aibou isn't around."

The tanned darkness giggled somewhat childishly before playfully bowing. "As you wish your highness."

After that, there were small, light kisses against other areas of the body. The ex-pharaoh found that applying soft, circular stroking and light kisses to the scars on Marik's back soothed their pain and brought rare, cooing sounds from the younger yami. The tri-haired immortal smiled softly as he gave a few small kisses to the carved wings on the tanned shoulder blades and watched as the skin twitched beneath his lips.

Marik sighed as he felt the paler yami slowly rub his thumbs along the small of his back. "Mmmm…pharaoh…"

Crimson-amethyst orbs brightened at the sound of his name passing by the sultry lips, placing another kiss on a more sensitive place on Marik's back as a reward. The tanned darkness shivered for a moment before relaxing, allowing himself to let his guard down for the first time in years.

Then, there were the teasing kisses. The ex-pharaoh let out a whine mixed with a high-pitched sigh as he felt the younger yami trailed feather light kisses along his inner thighs, get very close to the one spot that would send the former monarch swirling in pleasure. However, Marik stayed away from that spot purposely, grinning like a madman as each torturous kiss drew another desperate sound from the ex-pharaoh.

"Gah! M-Marik, you tease…" the former king ground out through clenched teeth, gripping the bed sheets tightly. The childish yami giggled in sadistic joy at watching his partner squirm and writhe under him. These were the moments that he never got tired of, the moments that truly made his attraction towards the ex-pharaoh all worth it.

Finally, there were the loving kisses. The former king would wake up constantly to Marik's screams, knowing right away that the younger yami had had a nightmare. Brining the larger darkness into his arms as best he could, a placed a small but heartfelt kiss on the tanned forehead, watching with a throbbing heart as watery lilac eyes met his, confusion and fear still trapped within them.

"Y-Yami…I apologize, it's just…they keep getting worse and I-I can't help it sometimes…" the tanned yami trailed off, a soft sound that sounded suspiciously like a whimper spilling from his lips as the vivid images of his nightmare came back, plaguing his mind.

Yami shushed him softly, stroking his gravity defying hair soothingly. "Hush Marik; it was only a nightmare."

The younger yami enjoyed this time, even though he was suffering extreme mental stress. The reason why he loved it was because this was one of the only times when the ex-pharaoh would hold him and kiss him just to make him feel better. It made him feel wanted and…important.

Both the pharaoh and the tomb keeper treasured their kisses, holding each of them in their hearts in special places.

The only difficult part was choosing which one was their favorite…

Woot! Told you I wasn't going in order! My goodness, we need to keep people on their toes...And so, I have 1 down and 49 left to go! Please R&R because it makes me very happy :)