A/N: So, so sorry for all the delaying! This chapter was so hard to do, as I am inexperienced with smut and am afraid to screw it up XD. Though this marks one of the final chapters of UT, so we are in the home stretch. I hope the lemony goodness makes up for the long wait.

Chapter 33

Unreal Truths: Bonding

Bakura's POV

I know it probably wasn't one of my best ideas, especially since Marik was still healing and we could fuck up so much shit and get in a lot of trouble, but neither of us really cared at this point.

Marik and I were both just so happy to be in one another's arms again that we disregarded any possible dangers or consequences just so that we could get closer.

It was with this in mind that we both decided that Marik's hospital bed was the perfect place for some amazing reunion sex.

I could feel Marik's eyes on my back as I jammed the door with the chair once again, figuring that we might actually need it this time.

Turning back around, I caught Marik's gaze and the other smirked in response, nodding to the heart rate monitor.

Right….how did Ryou turn that off again?

"…D…Don't tell me you forgot how to t…turn it off?" Marik's voice sounded irritated and I gave him a frustrated look in response.

"Well it wasn't like I was exactly taking lessons you know." I sighed and turned back to the machine, quickly sending Ryou a text message and asking him what to do.

I guess we were lucky that Ryou did teach me how to use a cell phone.

A few minutes later and I was skillfully pressing the buttons that Ryou had instructed me to push, giving a grin of prideful delight as the machine beeped twice and powered down.

I turned to Marik and he was grinning back at me with a pride filled look, obviously very happy that I had been able to quiet the annoying machine.

Damn thing was always beeping and was the most efficient cock blocker I had ever found.

"Well, what are you standing around waiting for?" Marik grinned, obviously feeling accomplished that he didn't stutter at all that time.

I gave an exasperated sigh and climbed into the bed, kissing Marik briefly and rolled my eyes, "Oh enough out of you, I will fuck you whenever I damn well please."

Marik laughed lightly and I grinned, pulling my shirt off over my head and tossing to the other chair in the room, figuring if I piled all my clothes in one spot, I would be able to find them all again with ease when we were through, which would make a quick getaway easy if it became necessary.

Marik was already untangling himself from the white and blue hospital gown, the job a lot harder in reality than in theory, the IV lines and heart monitor wires getting in the way at every turn. Finally, Marik gave up and he pulled the pads off and tugged the IV out.

"You are going to get into trouble for that." I scolded lightly and Marik groaned, giving me a look that clearly showed there were no fucks to be given.

"Bakura…honestly? You of all people should really know I don't care. B…besides, I will just tell them that I had a nightmare and must have torn them out in my sleep."

Sighing heavily, I put my hands on my now naked hips, "And all that will accomplish is you getting restrained."

Marik gave a frustrated cry and threw his arms in the air, "Bakura! Really! Are we going to sit here and bicker back and f…forth like an old couple, or are we going to fuck?"

Good point.

Chuckling, I removed what remained of my clothing and tossed it to the chair, a prideful look in my eyes as I realized that Marik hadn't stuttered much at all. It must have been his excitement over being able to finally get in my pants.

Marik shifted in the bed, pulling the covers aside and giving me a fantastic view of his naked body.

There were several new bruises and deep cuts that would later become scars to add to his collection.

If nothing else, I saw Marik's wonderful markings as a playground for my tongue during foreplay, and I had every intention of memorizing every single one.

At the tanned teen's impatient look, I crawled over the edge of the hospital bed and settled myself across Marik's hips, being very careful so I didn't brush a wrong spot and cause him pain.

Marik gave a small whine of impatience and I couldn't help but laugh, "Easy boy, I have to figure out how best to do this."

There was going to be strategy and planning accompanying this sexual adventure, since the environment was public and risky, not to mention that the boy beneath me was still recovering from a severe accident and coma.

This was going to be tricky.

Giving a slight sigh of defeat, I realized that I should probably pull my 'topping from the bottom' strategy, since I didn't think Marik was in any sort of shape to be experiencing his true first time in this pathetic hospital bed.

No, I was going to make that experience as pleasant as possible.

Plus, since we had no lube, the pain would probably be too much for Marik, and I had had my share of no lube, rough sex with Mariku.

Believe me when I say I was well prepared for this very occasion.

Wasting no time, I slid one hand down and began to tickle and tease my way up Marik's thigh, thoroughly enjoying his small mewls of pleasure along with the occasional twitch of his body underneath my own.

Normally, I would have spent much more time on foreplay with Marik, dragging it out so immensely that he would have been begging for me to fuck him.

But now was not the time for that.

At the moment, I felt like speed was key, as at any time the nurse could come to check in on Marik and find his door jammed. Then we would find ourselves in a world of hurt.

We had observed the nurses routine for a week now, and I was pretty confident that we would have just enough time, but that meant I had to be very strict and pay attention to the clock.

Therefore, wasting time on prep was not an option, especially since we would most likely lose all sense of time once things got heated.

So it was with immense displeasure that I decided to move things along, grabbing Marik's member firmly in my hand and beginning to stroke skillfully, using every bit of my hand to massage and pump, grinning triumphantly when Marik let out a rather loud squeal of surprise and delight.

I just loved a virgin.

Smirking in delight, I leaned my head down and licked sensually along Marik's stomach, careful not to jostle or rub up against any of his fresh wounds.

Marik squirmed beneath me, reaching his hands up and tangling them in my hair as I made my way downward, licking and sucking each grove and curve in on his wonderful body.

The Egyptian teen gazed at me lustfully, arching his back under my touch and groaned, urging me on with fevered hand movements.

Not one to deny myself pleasure, I gave a grin, continuing to pump Marik's hardening member.

Thinking about how exactly to do this, I observed that bed and decided upon shifting Marik upwards, holding his hips gently in my hands as I positioned him at my entrance.

Prep work was for virgins and pussy's.

Marik shuddered, looking at me with a slightly unsure gaze and I smile reassuringly, "Are you sure you want to do this."

Marik groaned in exasperation and I laughed, relaxing before thrusting downwards, allowing Marik's length to press deeply inside me.

I couldn't suppress my moan of pleasure and it mingled in the air along with Marik's, our two voices twining together and echoing throughout the room.

Sighing in contentment, I just took a moment to just soak in the feeling, memorizing the feeling and just relishing in it. I thought I would never get the chance to do this ever again, and now that I had another chance, I wasn't going to let it go to waste.

Once I was certain that we were both ready to continue, I adjusted my grip and began to thrust up and down on Marik's length as best I could without jostling him painfully.

The teen groaned, but not from pain and it satisfied me enough to increase my pace some more.

Marik reached his hands up, entangling them in my hair as his lust filled gaze met my own and I felt myself come that much closer to peak.

Really? That much with just one glance? This kid was going to be the end of me.

Leaning down while still maintaining my pace, I managed to lock lips with Marik and he instantly opened his mouth to accommodate me. Our tongues clashed together, and Marik immediately surrendered dominance to me. I figured he was making up for the fact that I was technically bottoming.

Marik whined in pleasure, his tongue humming against mine as I shifted to get a better angle, pulling back briefly for air.

It was just then that I got Marik to hit my sweet spot, and I kissed the teen's mouth intensely to hide my cry of pleasure.

That could have ended badly.

Pulling back slightly, I looked down to see Marik's sheepish grin, and he would have apologized I was sure if he had control of his vocal chords at that point.

I just shook my head and smirked, continuing to thrust against that sweet spot, kissing Marik's mouth to muffle out any more screams that may escape.

The Egyptian teen squirmed beneath me, his face flushed as I continued my movements. I could tell he was beginning to get close already, having little experience in such a long time.

Assuming he hadn't had sex since I left.

I forced myself to bite back unnecessary jealousy, convincing myself that now wasn't the time.

Giving a light gasp of surprise, I felt a hand wrap around my own length, and I gaze down as Marik smirked, beginning to pumped his hand with a surprisingly skillful touch.

My, my, someone had been practicing while I was gone.

Marik's frantic pumping matched our pace well, and we both found ourselves holding back our screams of pleasure.

If we could just make it through climax then we would be golden.

Unfortunately, not even I am that good.

Marik and I hit our high at the same time, both crying out as immense waves of pleasure threatened to over run us both.

Panting heavily, I rolled off Marik and flopped on the space beside him on the bed, though there really wasn't that much room to begin with, so we ended up just sort of laying haphazardly across one another.

Not that we could think properly enough to care in the moment.

Marik mumbled softly, turning to snuggle into my chest and I wrapped my arms around him in response.

It was then, in that moment, that I realized everything would be okay again and that maybe third chances were possible.

If they were, I certainly had gotten mine.