A/N: This is the second chapter of "Leaving my Pain" and to tell you the truth, I'm not too happy with it... Well, mainly the sex is what I'm not happy with. Anyway, here it is. Have fun!

R&R please.

~Two months later~

"I just want to know why you didn't answer your phone when I called you earlier!" Marik yelled from the living room into the kitchen where I was cooking dinner.

'Marik, please, I don't want to fight with you. I forgot to charge it last night. You had me really busy. I'm sorry. Please stop yelling… please.' I could hear my voice waver with fear and apology as I sat down at the table in the kitchen with my head between my hands.

I could feel him standing behind me and that just made my fear more intense.

Marik POV

The murderous intent that rolled off me slowed to a stop as I looked down at my lover, cowering in fear of me.

I sighed and dropped down into the chair next to him at the small table.

'My Heart, please, forgive me. I didn't mean it. I forgot myself.' As I spoke into his mind I watched as the shudders of fear slowly stopped and he picked himself up from the chair. He shut off everything in the kitchen, lights too, and left the room.

I heard him walk up the stairs and close the bedroom door behind him.

'I'm going to bed, Marik, when you feel that you can be yourself again, please, feel free to join me.' his voice was a haunting whisper of silk in my mind.

'I've done it again, haven't I? I've hurt you… Caused you to leave your pain once again.' If he heard me, and I know he did, he ignored me, but still send me an image of him nodding his head at me, a sad expression on his face.

I sat at the table and slowly just let the darkness hold me as my mind was flooded with thoughts of my Heart.

My phone buzzed from its place on the table. Bakura.

"Yeah," I answered tightly.

"Ryou just got a message from Malik. It said that you guys are fighting." I could hear Ryou talking softly in the background. "Do you need a place to stay tonight or does Malik?"

"No. We'll be fine. I was just being stupid again."

"Okay, well, if you need anything, call someone."

"I will. Tell Ryou thanks and good night."

"Yeah, okay. Night, Marik."

"Night."

Malik POV

I laid in bed for about an hour after sending the message to Ryou before the door opened and Marik walked in.

'I'm sorry.' his low, husky voice filled my mind as he walked around the room, slowly getting ready for bed.

He's trying, I know that. That's the first time since we got back together that he yelled like that.

"I am trying, I swear to you I am. But it's hard to just turn back years of really bad habits." he said as he slid into bed next to me, cuddling close to me. "My Heart, please, believe me. I'm sorry."

I turned to face him, hugging him close as I buried my face in his chest. "I know, I forgive you."

His arms slid around me and held me close to his body. He leaned down, placing a tender kiss on my hair as my hands worked their way up his back and into his crazy hair.

I tilted my head up as I pulled his down and slowly touched my lips to his. I didn't have wait long for a response from him. He quickly took over the kiss, rolling us over so I was on my back with him looming over me as he thrust his tongue into my mouth.

He wasted no time in running his right hand down my body to my hips, pinning them to the bed as he ground his cock into mine.

"Marik! Oh god. Please." My arms were making their way down to our cocks when his right hand grabbed them quickly, pulling them up above my head where he held them in place with his left hand.

Marik POV

I smirked into the kiss when Malik moaned as my right hand wrapped around his cock, stroking strongly before moving it down to tease his entrance lightly.

He gasped, breaking the kiss, and pushed down, trying to impale himself on my finger. I laughed at him softly, removing my hands from his wrists slowly. "Don't move those hands until I say so. Understand?" He nodded and I smiled. "Good boy."

I kissed him once more on the lips, moving down to his throat, biting and licking my way down his chest and stomach.

Malik POV

My hands were wrapped around the headboard, which was a heavy wood that had metal bars running through the holes of the wood. We had gotten it for this reason, so I had something to hold on to while he took my body as his own.

My mouth fell open in a silent gasp as he licked the head of my cock before blowing cool air over it causing my whole body to clench.

He played with my cock for awhile, then seemed to bore of it and moved down, passed my sac to my entrance. I froze, not really knowing what he was doing. He had never done this before.

'Marik, I-I… what are you doin-' I was cut off when he thrust his tongue into me. 'Oh…'

He fucked me for what felt like hours with his tongue. He stopped for a moment, I wasn't sure why until I felt his slick finger slide into me.

He pulled it out and slipped in again but with two this time. I grabbed the bars harder, thrusting my hips down on his fingers, trying to get them in deeper so that he could hit my spot.

'Marik, please, I don't want to play anymore. I need more then this! Please!' my voice broke, even in Bond as he thrust in a third finger, just grazing my prostate.

I watched, never touching, as he moved to loom over me once more, lining his cock up with my entrance.

'Touch me.' The voice of the devil himself entered my mind as he thrust wholly into me, to the hilt.

Marik POV

He screamed, his hips pushing against me, searching for a deeper penetration. My command was forgotten for the moment as I grabbed his right thigh and pushed it up toward his chest, followed closely by his left leg, allowing my thrusts to pound into him without him having to work as much.

He moaned my name, chanting it at one point as I continued to pound him into the bed below him.

He finally let the bar go and grabbed my shoulders, digging his nails into the skin, drawing blood.

I looked down at his face, loving the way his mouth was opened in a silent scream as my cock hit his prostate over and over.

My fingers ghosted over the head of his cock, lightly grazing the weeping slit.

Malik POV

That one little touch sent me over the edge. My body tightened as my mind exploded with colors and the pleasure from both Marik and I.

I felt Marik cum inside of me, felt the heat spread through my body as my orgasm faded and I fell back to earth slowly.

I sighed as my legs were released and Marik pulled out. He rolled to the side, cuddling close to me as he fought with the blankets with one hand, growling the whole time.

I was laughing by the time he won the fight and covered us both.

'It's good to hear you laugh again, my Heart.' he said sleepily as he tucked me closer to his body.

'It's just 'cause you're so damn funny.' I said laughingly into his mind.

He bit my shoulder hard, licking at the blood that welled up. "Imp. Go to sleep."

'Yes, Master.'

He laughed softly before pulling the covers over our heads and snuggling close to my back.

'I missed you at night. Please don't leave anymore.'

'Never.' I yawned, turning to face him and bury my head in his chest. I fell asleep to him rubbing my back, tracing patterns on my skin.