And here is the third chapter! :D And there are lemon and lime in this one so, all you perverts out there should be happy now. :3 I want to thank all of you for the reviews and I promise my other fics will get updated soon~!
Oh! And I forgot to mention that whenever the words are like this, it is because of a flashback. There's gonna be a flashback at the beginning of each chapter, going back to when Bakura and Marik were cute little boys. :3
Also, each line in this chapter goes from the room Bakura and Marik are in, to the examination room, where Malik and Ryo are.
Warnings: Language, explicit sexual content
Pairings: Psychoshipping and Angstshipping (these are the main pairings in this story btw)
I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh!
"B-but what if they catch us?"
Bakura rolled his eyes before tapping the tanned nose gently. "Hush now, Mar-Bear. I'm as quick as a thief. They won't be able to catch us~" he crooned, grinning at the squeak that was drawn from his companion's throat.
Marik pouted. "Yeah, but we've never been in the same room for a long time before! What if they find out?" he asked softly.
The paler patient smiled softly, kissing the tanned lips to silence his fears, smirking as Marik cooed adorably and melted into the kiss, just like he always did. The lip-lock only lasted a few seconds before Bakura pulled back, cradling the tanned face tenderly.
"I'll protect you, Marik, just as I always have. We deserve some freedom, you know. And I want you with me. Isn't that enough?"
Large lilac eyes seemed to soften before the younger patient smiled softly and nodded, keeping his arms wrapped around Bakura. "Yeah, of course it is."
Bakura grinned at that, lowering his friend down on the small bed and holding him in a protective and warm embrace. "Good. Because I wasn't going to take no for an answer." He smirked before smashing their lips together, cutting off the boy's squeak of protest. The pale patient chuckled softly in the kiss and started to gently rub the tanned ribs after he lifted up Marik's hospital shirt; a small, tender spot. He enjoyed watching the boy squirm slightly and moan under his fingers.
"O-Ooooh, 'Kura…" he whispered out, his small body arching up into the pale hands. "That feels good…"
Bakura smirked again, rubbing their noses together. "I know it does~" he hummed, continuing to rub and stroke along the tanned flesh. "But I just love making you feel good." He purred with a small smile.
"And I love being able to punish little ones for not staying in their correct rooms~"
Bakura's eyes shot open before he growled low in his throat, already knowing who it was that was behind them without turning around. No one else had that sick voice. "We're doing no harm being together, Johnnson." He growled.
The bi-colored eyes gleamed as the doctor stepped forward, chuckling darkly. "Perhaps not, but I make the rules for you two. I expect that you follow them."
Bakura scooted off the bed and took a protective stance in front of Marik, who peeked out with wider eyes. "And if we don't?"
The raven-haired doctor chuckled again, a scalpel falling out of his coat sleeve, grasped tightly in his hand. "I believe you already know the answer to that, Bakura~"
Of course he did. And he was afraid of it. He had to protect Marik, but stay alive himself. And as he kept looking at the gleaming blade, it only made him that much more nervous he was going to either lose his life or lose his precious companion.
"Well? What's it going to be, little one?"
It took a few minutes before the young, tanned patient finally opened his eyes up. Said lilac orbs suddenly shot open as he realized he was not in his very small room but in a much larger, white one.
This scared him. Now he really didn't know where he was. Looking around with wild eyes, he whimpered fearfully and started to sink his nails into the cushy walls, desperate for a way out.
And that was when he spotted the small boy that was sitting in the corner, growling in a low tone at the door. At first, he thought it was his doctor. But when he took a closer look, he saw that the boy's features were much softer then Bakura's, his eyes were a more chocolate brown and his face had an…adorable look to it.
"H-hey…" he called out softly.
The white-haired boy jumped at the sudden call and he looked over at Malik, swallowing softly before looking back at the door.
Malik frowned and crawled closer to the boy, noticing that he was trembling slightly. "Hey, hey it's okay…" he whispered softly.
The young boy snapped around to look at him, brown eyes glaring for a moment. "Okay? We're trapped in here and that's okay to you?"
The tanned boy flinched back at the tone and lowered his head shamefully. "I-I'm sorry….I just…" he tried to manage out in a soft voice.
The white-haired patient sighed softly before he crawled over to the tanned boy, trying to lock their eyes together. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean for it to…sound like that. I'm just a little scared." He said, in a much gentler tone.
Malik looked up again and a small smile shone on his face. "I-it's alright. I'm scared too…" he admitted softly.
Ryo sighed at that, glancing all along the padded, white walls. "We're safe in here, I think. I don't see any windows or anything. And at least they put us with someone…" he murmured.
The tanned patient nodded before he looked at the boy. "W-what's your name?"
The pale teen blinked at him curiously. His tone was so soft, so fearful. It drew him in to the boy. He almost felt like an older sibling again, wanting to protect and take care of the other patient. "…Ryo. And you are…?"
"Malik! …I mean….Malik…." he whispered shyly, correcting himself after his rushed tone.
Ryo couldn't help but smile slightly. "Malik…so, what are you in here for?" he asked carefully, not wanting spark anything.
Lilac eyes seemed to widen before he shook his head violently. "I-I…I don't…." he stuttered, his body trembling slightly.
Brown eyes widened slightly as Ryo drew closer, frowning. "Malik?"
"I'm sorry, daddy! I'm sorry!"
The white-haired boy was drawn back with a small squeak of alarm, staring at the young patient with wide eyes. What was going on? "Malik?"
"I'M SORRY!" the tanned boy shrieked, falling back as he started to convulse on the floor, crying out and screaming.
Ryo thought of the only thing he could do in that situation and immediately wrapped his arms around the boy and pressed their lips together suddenly, keeping Malik in his lap.
The tanned boy let out a sharp cry of surprise, his lilac orbs wide with shock as he wiggled around in Ryo's lap…before he kissed back hesitantly and gently. "Mmm..." he moaned out softly.
"You owe me thirty yen, Marik~"
The tanned doctor rolled his eyes, tapping the pen against his lip before he scribbled something down. "Yeah, yeah…" he muttered playfully, smirking as he heard the other doctor chuckle.
Bakura bit the tip of his pen as he continued to look out the darkened window, writing his notes down just as Marik had. "He's skittish, Marik. And from what you told me about Ryo, it was only too easy to guess this would happen."
The wild-haired doctor snorted. "Yeah, I guess. Heh, kinda…reminds me of you and I, all those years ago..." he said with an almost fond-looking grin.
Bakura glanced at Marik with a strange sort of expression before he sighed. "They're not like us, Marik. I don't want you going soft on a patient again, you understand?"
Lilac eyes narrowed slightly. "What do you mean they're not like us? They could practically be our twins, 'Kura. And I seem to recall you comforting me like that our first night in the examination room."
Bakura sighed softly, rubbing the bridge of his nose. He didn't like where this was going. Once Marik sunk his little heartstrings into something, it took everything to pull him off. And that usually involved a world of hurt for the tanned doctor and Bakura didn't want that to happen. He would prevent it in any way he could.
"As alike our appearances are, they are not like us, Marik. Don't get any ideas."
"But 'Kura-"
"I said no, Marik."
The tanned doctor sighed softly and slumped down in his chair, looking at the notes he had written down with a small frown. Bakura glanced over at his tanner companion's face and groaned inwardly, beckoning him with a free hand.
"C'mere, Marik." He cooed out in a gentle tone, one he knew would draw the tanned doctor to him in a heartbeat.
Marik looked up and he couldn't resist. Quirking a small grin, he dragged his seat over with him as he sat himself in the pale doctor's lap and rested his head on the lithe chest. "Heh, you're such a softie."
Brown eyes rolled as Bakura reached up and started to stroke and massage Marik's scalp gently, a technique he used to make Marik relax. And relax he did. A soft purr started up in the tanned throat as he melted back against Bakura with a hazy sort of grin on his face.
"Mmmmm…" he purred out happily, leaning his head into the thin hand.
"Now who's the softie~?" he teased, keeping the other doctor close to him and he combed his fingers through the wild hair soothingly.
"Shut up and watch the bunnies, 'Kura~"
Bakura raised an eyebrow before he looked down through the window, smirking slightly. "You're the boss, Doctor~"
Ryo was gently stroking the tanned chest with a small smile on his face, watching as Malik curled closer to him and giggled softly at his finger's movements. "Well you're safe with me here, Malik. Although, I'm sorry about what happened with…" he trailed off with a small frown.
The tanned patient shrugged, clinging onto Ryo some more. "It's in the past, I suppose. It just…haunts me still." He said softly.
The older patient sighed softly, stroking the platinum blonde hair soothingly. "I feel the same, Malik. I feel the same..." he said gently.
Malik bit his lip before he opened his mouth to speak. "Uhm, Ryo?"
"Yes?"
"…C-can….can you kiss me again?"
The white-haired boy tilted his head to the side before he smiled softly and nodded. "Okay." He whispered, cradling the tanned face tenderly before pressing their lips together gently, purring softly.
Malik let out a small, giddy noise at the kiss and was only too happy to kiss back, standing up on his knees to be able to kiss more properly…
…of course, this in turn caused their hips to rub together on accident, causing some unwanted friction in some special places.
Both the patient shrieked in alarm at the same time and fell back, their innocent orbs wide with both amazement and embarrassment. "What was t-that?" Malik squeaked out.
Ryo swallowed before looking down at his small crotch, frowning at it slightly. "I think we both just got…aroused." He said in a hesitant voice.
Malik blinked curiously at him. "Aroused? It…felt nice…" he murmured shyly, blushing slightly.
The paler teen blinked a few times before he smiled softly, wrapping his arms around Malik again, drawing him much closer.
"Want me to make you feel even better?"
Bakura smirked. "Well, well, this is an interesting turn of events, eh Marik~?" he crooned, looking back at the tanned doctor's flushed face as his pale hand continued to rub the larger man's crotch in small circles, grinning at how he panted with soft pleasure. He kept his arm wrapped tightly around the tanned doctor, which prevented him from running away in the first place. He should have known better.
"Ooooh…"
"Yeah that's what I thought~" he smirked, continuing to look out the small window as one hand wrote a few notes and the other continued to pleasure his companion, tapping his pen slightly. "But, you know, I don't think our little bunnies should have all the fun~" he purred sensually.
Marik's only answer was a much louder moan.
The tanned patient cooed out softly as he felt Ryo's slightly chilled hands trailing up and down his slightly quivering sides, rubbing his warm flesh pleasurably. "Ooooh that…does feel good…" he whispered softly.
Ryo smiled at that as he continued stroking and rubbing all the sun-kissed flesh he could reach under Malik's shirt. He was happy as long as Malik was feeling good. That was really all he wanted right now; to make this innocent patient feel good. He knew, sadly, it was the first time anyone would ever feel that way towards Malik.
"I'm glad~" he said it a soft tone, his nimble fingers trailing up to gentle rub and massage the dark nubs on either side of the tanned chest, something that made the littler patient gasp out and arch his chest into Ryo's fingers, moaning softly.
"Oooh! Ryo!" he cried out, his body trembling with his new pleasure that was assaulting it. The paler patient cherished the moans and cries of pleasure and continued his ministrations, smiling softly.
"F-fuck, Bakura!"
The pale doctor chuckled, gently grinding his crotch slowly against Marik's as he kept his arms pinned to the arms of the chair and his legs spread wide open, making sure there was no escape for him. "Aw, what's wrong, Marik? Can't take a little foreplay~?" he purred.
"N-not your type of…foreplay! Oooh! Come on!" the tanned doctor moaned out desperately, his whole body trembling with desire as he tried to buck up into Bakura. This was torture, pure and simple, and Bakura was the master at keeping him right on the edge, suspended in agonizing pleasure, before he finally let him back down.
"I-I'm gonna kill you-Ooooh!" he threatened out with a loud moan, his hips trembling.
Bakura snorted, making sure he kept his companion pinned securely to the seat as he continued rubbing their crotches together teasingly, grinning at how Marik shrieked and squirmed desperately.
"I'd like to see you try~"
The tanned patient was left panting as he let himself lay back on the cool floor, nearly exhausted from the pleasurable "attack" Ryo put him under, giggling softly as he scooted closer.
"I wanna make you feel good too…" he whispered softly.
A pale eyebrow rose at that as Ryo laid himself down next to him. "I feel good seeing you happy." He said, just as softly.
Malik giggled again. "Yeah but, I kind of…I want to…well…." He stuttered shyly, biting his lip.
"What?"
"T-touch you…"
At first, the brown-eyed teen was a little confused. That was, until, he saw Malik's curious gaze resting on his throbbing crotch and he immediately flushed. Closing his legs slightly, he bit his lip as well, nibbling on it nervously. "I-I don't know…"
"Please, Ryo? I want to make you feel good, like you made me feel!"
The little patient sighed softly, not being able to resist those large, lilac eyes. Smiling softly, he laid back and opened his legs up, nodding. "Okay, Malik." He said softly.
The tanned patient brightened at that as he crawled over next to the other patient and slowly started to tug down his hospital pants, not exposing too much skin and leaving then resting mid-thigh. He swallowed as he eyed Ryo's small erection and took it in one hand, giving a small, experimental stroke.
Ryo arched up immediately, a small moan coming from his mouth as his fingers dug into his palms. "Ooooh!"
Malik's eyes widened at the reaction, but he knew it was something good and started to stroke at a steady, but slow pace. He didn't want to rush it. He wanted this moment to last.
Ryo's small mouth opened up in a soft cry of pleasure as his tiny hips arched up into Malik's hands, bucking and thrusting up for more friction. "O-oooOOhh, Malik!"
The tanned patient swallowed softly as he squeezed the small manhood tighter and started to stroke at a faster, sloppier pace, smiling as he saw the pleasure written clear on Ryo's face.
"Does that feel good?" he asked gently.
The white-haired boy's only reply was a furious nod. He was close, oh so very close. The more he bucked up into the tightly fisted hand, the more it drove him closer. He felt like he was going to explode. "S-so good!" he screeched loudly.
"Good…" Malik whispered back before his other small hand clasped onto the throbbing length and started pumping it in time with the other. That was more then enough to push
Ryo over the edge and, with a squealing scream, his back arched sharply and he released into Malik's palm, making the teen's lilac eyes shoot open.
Just another thing he didn't know how to react to.
"MARIIIK!"
The tanned doctor smirked as he continued to tease the head of his erection over the pale doctor's entrance at a torturously teasing pace, fingers digging into the porcelain hips as he held them still. "It looks like the tables have turned, 'Kura-kitten~"
Bakura glared up at the tanned doctor, his face buried in the backrest of the chair. "I'm not a fucking kitten-OOOH!" His retort was cut off by a loud moan as Marik only continued to tease, chuckling darkly.
"I'm sorry, what was that?"
"F-fuck! Just…just…fuck me already!" the pale doctor nearly shrieked, thrashing madly in the chair, desperate.
Marik took a handful of snowy, white hair and tugged it back, grinning at how Bakura moaned in protest before he leaned down and started to lick at the shell, making the pale doctor shiver violently. "Does my 'Kura wanna get fucked?"
"Y-yes!"
"Then beg."
Bakura let out a screech, thrashing violently for a moment before falling back on the chair, breathing deeply through his nose and growling brokenly. "Y-you bastard…!"
Marik snickered darkly as he held fast to the pale doctor's struggling, not giving him an inch of his length until he heard those specific words. "Come on, 'Kura~" he cooed. The white-haired doctor bit his lip and shook his head violently, not willing to submit himself to submissive pleading. He couldn't. He wouldn't.
All of that, sadly, went out the window when Marik shrugged and made a move like he was about to get off. "Well, if you don't want it…."
Bakura growled loudly. "Fuck you! PLEASE! I want it!" he whined with a violent jerk.
Marik's expression turned devious immediately as he set himself back up again, chuckling darkly. "Now why didn't you just say so, 'Kura~?" he purred out before he expertly chose his angle and plunged inside of the tight warmth.
Bakura's scream echoed clear off the walls of the small room.
Ryo had his arms wrapped tightly around the tanned patient, nuzzling his face in the warm chest as he purred, completely relaxed. "Malik, that w-was so good…" he murmured softly.
The littler one beamed up at his new companion and nuzzled his face under the pale neck lovingly. "T-thanks…" he whispered, yawning softly.
The white-haired boy looked down, stroking the tanned face with a fond smile. "You tired, Malik?" he asked.
The lilac-eyed teen nodded before yawning again, rather cutely. "Yeah." His eyes suddenly shot open. "I-is it safe to rest here?"
Ryo sighed, looking around with a small frown. "I'm not sure. We haven't seen them so…I'm guessing it would be alright..." he murmured, keeping his arms around the tanner patient in a protective embrace.
Malik smiled softly and nuzzled the little chest. "T-then we should rest…" he whispered tiredly.
Ryo nodded, kissing the tanned forehead gently, smiling at the small giggle is produced from Malik and nuzzled him gently. "Rest well, Malik."
The tanner patient purred softly. "You too, Ryo…"
Marik moaned out loudly as he continued pounding in and out of the paler doctor, smashing into the special spot inside of Bakura each time, relishing the loud screams and cried of pleasure he was drawing from the whitette.
Bakura flushed face was half-buried in the chair, his cries falling off his lip as he thrusted his backside back to offer more friction. "F-fuck! Marik I'm g-gonna-!" he shrieked, digging his fingernails into his palms.
"Come for me, B-Bakura!" he cried out, reaching in front of the pale doctor to tug and pull on the dripping manhood, twisting it around expertly.
Dark brown eyes popped open and Bakura's mouth opened up as a loud scream was torn from his lips, holding at the highest pitch his voice could go. "MAAAARIIK!" he continued to scream out as he released into Marik's hand, his back arching sharply.
Seeing Bakura come made Marik's body shudder and he climaxed as well, groaning as he released his seed into the paler doctor, coating his insides as he moaned out. "Oooooh…Bakura…!"
The paler doctor jerked forward at Marik's release as he was left panting after his aftershocks, moaning in protest as Marik switched their positions, stroking the white hair as he let Bakura rest in his lap. "D-damn Marik…"
The wild-haired doctor chuckled tiredly before he kissed the pale neck gently, grinning as Bakura purred in pleasure. "Well, since the bunnies are resting, I think we should too."
The white-haired doctor glanced out the window before he echoed Marik's tired chuckle, snuggling his face in the muscular chest. "On your orders, Doctor~" he purred, shutting his eyes. Marik's lilac eyes shone with affection as he nuzzled the pale doctor gently before placing a small kiss on a pale cheek.
Work could wait, at least for tonight.