Big Roddy and his little bunny were on the prowl lurking in the shadows in Washington DC looking at Seto Kaiba's big museum of national history. The sunset was beautiful and Marik and his rod both were admiring the sight. "Please, mindslave. Let us enjoy this moment." Bakura was eating a hot dog and was not paying attention. "We should go sightseeing, mindslave. The sun has not gone down and there is much to behold." Marik said touching Bakura's bunny flops.
"Don't touch me," Bakura growled like a fierce lemur although that was a lie. Deep down in his heart he adored being touched by Marik in more ways than one if you know what I mean. But of course he could never say that. Anyway, Marik made a little "Mgmgm." "As you wish Mindslave I guess it is time to get down to stealing this gem. Do you have the blueprint I gave you before we left?" Rod asked looking into his eyes. "Um, no." Bakura said with a mouth full of weiner.
Mariks eyebrows narrowed and his eyes went squinty. "I asked you to do one simple thing, Bakura." Marik said seriously. "One. Fucking. Thing." Marik made a fist ball with his hands to put at his side. Bakura laughed because Marik was getting angry. "You think this is fucking funny, mindslave?" Things were getting heated between the two and the tension was in the air. "Our futures are not a joke, Bakura. It is time to take responsibility for your actions." Bakura cried because he finished his hot dog and there was no more.
"Yes that's right Bakura I know this must be upsetting for you because I do not usually do this but you know what? I've had it up to fucking here with you. I give you everything. I give you all my fucking time, my effort. I pay the bills, I feed you, I do everything around the house." The Rod was getting angrier and angrier even though his Mindslave was in tears. Bakura checked his pockets to see if he had money to buy another hot dog but he didn't and he cried even harder. "All I asked is for one simple god damn thing Bakura. You should be ashamed of yourself." Roddy finished triumphantly and crossed his long slender arms.
"Can I borrow some money to get another hot dog?" Bakura asked through his tears. They were streaming down his face and getting everywhere. "Bakura, listen. That is all you fucking do. You take, take, take take, take from me but you aren't ever willing to give!" Rod threw his arms up into the air sick and tired of the nonsense. His face was red with fury and his eyes were wild and looking like he did when he murdered his father. "Ok, but please." Marik screamed and Bakura did too. Bakura took the money from Marik's pant pocket and went over to Seto Kaiba's big hot dog stand to get another hot dog. Marik walked away, solo, to check out the museum on his own. Without the blueprints he was forced to create a new map with his own skills.
"It's fine, it's fucking fine I can do this on my own. I don't need him, he'd probably fuck everything up anyway." Marik thought angrily to himself storming away towards the museum. "I bet right now he's realizing the horrible mistake he made, soon he will nimbly be running back into my arms and rod as well." he smirked to himself. Meanwhile Bakura was chowing down on a hot dog, thinking "I hope they have ketchup here" and getting up to check id Seto Kaiba's Big Hot Dog Stand had any. Back with Roddy the Real Deal, he stopped infront of the museum and began pondering with all the rod power he could muster. He almost never did anything without his mindslave.
"Uh, sir. I'm going to need to see some identification if you want to get into the Museum of American History." A security guard outside the place said to Marik. Marik raised his rod in defense. "I believe this is all the identification you need from me, you fucking fool." Marik pointed the pointy bit of the rod at the man threatening his life at once. He made his way towards the building to make his entry. The guy at the gate was now his mindslave and was ready to do his bidding. Bakura was delighted to find they did in fact have ketchup and he slathered it all over the dog with a true smile on his face.
With the mindslave at his command Marik did not have to worry about getting in. He walked right up to beautiful young woman at the front desk and opened his mouth to begin his speech. "Now mindslave listen to my words and heed my warnings. You are to relenquish into my posession the layout for this here National Musueum of History and you will not question it do you understand." Marik said sharply in a very scary way as he was not a happy man. The lady gave a small scream in a way that reminded him a bit of his not at the moment so favorite mindslave, Bakura. That made him even anrgier and he went "AAAAUGH" and swiped all of papers off of the desk with his rod and they scattered everywhere.
The woman cowered in fear but succumbed to his rod's powers despite putting up a fight. Her eyes deadened and she was now also Marik's Mindslave. "Yes, of course, master Marik." The sexy desk receptionist said sounding like a corpse. Marik stomped around the room while she pulled up the blueprints to make up for Bakura's awful mistake. He couldn't stop thinking of Bakura. Did Bakura even truly love him? Marik honestly didn't know for sure. The lady handed Marik the blueprint and Marik stormed out of there looking for the bathroom. He found it and went to the sink to wipe his face. "Get it together, Marik." He said looking at his reflection. He hated what he saw there.
If only he could learn to love himself then perhaps he would find life a little more worth living. He was disgusting. "All I want is the best for my little Mindslave he...he is all I have. If he doesn't love me then what is there left for me in this world?" he asked himself outloud. He splashed more water on his face and it got in his hair and he flew his head back so his gorgeous locks got everywhere. Then he looked back into the sink and puked. He gripped the sides of the sink whispering "Mindslave..." Meanwhile Bakura was having the time of his life chowing down on a signature chocolate fudge sundae from Chocolatier Seto Kaiba's Big Chocolate Shop.
He was clutching the sides of the sink so tight his knuckles were going white which was really quite remarkable considering he was Egyptian and very tanned and also muscular. Bakura heard an annoying sound and whipped his head around to say "Shut up, Marik!" But Marik was not there. His smile vanished and he felt a weird feeling in his tummy. He didn't know what it was. "Maybe I am just hungry." Bakura said to himself and ate more delicious chocolate but the feeling would not cease. Without rod guy by his side no matter how much food filled his stomach he felt empty.
A single tear fell down Marik's face. He had not been so emotional in quite a while and only his mindslave could bring him to this state. "I need...I need my Mindslave" he choked out and slammed his fist on the cold hard sink. He ran outside the bathroom and outside the museum lobby screaming "MINDSLAAAAAVE" into the night and everyone was extremely uncomfortable and glad he was leaving. Bakura was still alone and he was about to get up and try and find a cure for his tummy problem but he heard something in the distance. Something...roddy.
No matter where the rod wandered Bakura always found his way back to him. He rushed over to where Marik stood and gave him a big hug in front of Seto Kaiba's big hot dog stand. "Mindslave...Bakura...I am so sorry." The big guy said into Bakura's messy hair. He really needed to brush his hair it was just so tangled. "I'm not." Bakura responded and Marik frowned deeply. Maybe his mindslave really hated him. Marik wouldn't be surprised. Honestly, he deserved it for all the crimes he committed and he was just about to commit another one. "Look, I found a replacement for the blueprints you lost and night has fallen. The time is upon us." Roddy said with a fake smirk and laugh. He took his mindslave by the hand to the roof of the America Museum of Natural History. They were wearing skin tight black spy gear. "Alright, the gem should be located somewhere down here." Marik said pointing to a place on the map. "We are going to drop down and retrieve it." Bakura licked his lips thinking about how hot his butt must look in this outfit. He dropped something and bent over to pick it up.
Marik tried his best not to look but his mindslave's rear end was impossible to ignore. It caused something deep inside his rod to awaken and he felt it. He knew what this meant but he had to ignore it. Why would his Mindslave want the rod of a guy like him? He loved his mindslave more than any precious jewels in the world, no, in the universe and all the galaxies known to man kind. All he was to him was...just a rod. Tears began forming in his eyes once more but he swiftly wiped them away before Bakura caught on. He was too busy drooling over his own butt. "Look Mindslave, it's. It's um time to begin," Roddent mumbled looking away from Bakura's beauty and grabbing a tool to start cutting a circle in the roof.
He sliced and diced it away much in the matter where he cut away his fathers skin and peeled his flesh away from the rest of his body. When the hole had been made he got out the spy gear bag and took out the rope to drop down into the hole. Bakura was admiring himself in the reflection of one of the shiny spy things and Marik did not blame him. It was getting harder. He attached the rope to his back thing and drooped down the big hole. When he made a plop at the bottom he saw a lot of red lasers protecting the big crystal. "Mindslave, stay where you are!" The rod called up to Bakura. "It is dangerous down here! Wait for my signal." Bakura stuck his butt down the hole for Marik to see.
"Mindslave don't do tha-AAAAAUUGH" Marik screamed as his rod got harder and caused an imabalance of weight in his body so he shifted to the side and his skin got burned by the laser. It cut deep into his flesh and he did not know what to do. It was all Bakura's fault for his misery, he caused him to get so excited because he loved everything about him and his body as well. And now his hand was on fire. "MINDSLAAAAAAVE" he screeched out and Bakura thought to himself "wow he must really be loving it."
A bright light shined deep down below and caught Bakura's attention and he looked down to see fire on Marik. He leaped down and fell right on top of him and the wind blew the fire out. "Marik, are you alright!?" Bakura said worriedly. "Don't pretend like you care about me, Bakura." Marik whispered. He had figured out the truth by now. "What?" Bakura was confused. You could practically see the little question marks coming off of him. "You heard me. Lets stop the bullshit." The mindslave on top of him was his whole world and his rod knew it too.
"Bullshit?" Bakura repeated. This was the first time in a long time that food wasn't the thing on his mind. It was the rod man infront of him. "I just care too much, and I can't continue doing this knowing you don't. It's too painful and I am not strong enough, Mindslave." Marik said in a broken voice. His rod was still pretruding from his pant point and it was not making it any better. Sometimes he cursed the massive rod he was born with. Bakura did not say anything for a while. "Probably did not even hear a fucking word I fucking said and was thinking about Ice Cream or something" the big man thought miserably. Then Bakura said something that made Doctor Seto Kaiba himself awake from his sleep in a gasp, feeling like something strange had happened somewhere. "I love you." Bakura said looking at Marik and for the first time not his rod.
Bakura's pretty face turned extremely red with embarrassment at what he had just said. "What...?" Marik said in surprise and he pinched himself to make sure he had heard his mindslave correctly. "D-don't make me repeat it ok? I mean it though." Marik's heart was pounding so much and even though his arm hurt from the burns he wrapped it around his mindslave and brought him in for another mindslave kiss. The gem glinted in the light of the lasers and Bakura looked so beautiful on this night. Bakura wiggled his bum like a little kitty cat and his rod felt tingly.
"Mindslave are you thinking what I am thinking?" Marik felt his mindslave's rod through the hug and he pulled back and wiggled his eyebrows in a pretty sexy way. "I can tell your little thing is enjoying it as well, quite the little daredevil aren't we, Mindslave?" Bakura looked down and realized that man was incredibly correct. "Shut up" he said back to his good ol ways and Marik laughed, just as always his mindslave brought life into his light. And now that they were alone in a musuem with lazers surronding them they knew it was time to begin.
Bakura laughed evilly and with a mwahaha he realized that taking off the skin tight spy gear was going to be difficult. "Um, I think there is a zipper somewhere." Marik said raising an eyebrow. "Turn around mindslave, but be careful of the lazers. I need to find it." Bakura was so impatient he wanted the rod now why did the stupid outfit have to get in the way of his good time. Marik searched and searched but it was nowhere to be found. With his strong arms he ripped it right off piece by piece. The anger and despair from earlier was still bubbling within him and it felt good to destroy something. The lazer was dangerously close and it singed the ripped clothing when it was thrown into the air. That was a close one.
Bakura started making grabby hands and started tugging at Marik's own skin tight spy suit trying desperately to rip it off. But if you did not know Bakura was a small man with small arms. It was just not going to happen. Marik noticed his struggle and with the skill of a ferocious rod holder he ripped off the bottom half of his suit. Only the bottom though, for his rod needed to be free and free it soon was, bathing in the light of the lasers. It was a sight to be remembered for sure. Marik made a little "mgmgmgmmMMM" kind of face if you know what I mean and put Bakura's wee in his mouth.
He rolled his tongue all over that mini wee and Bakura laughed the whole time with evilness. The little thing loved it more than imaginable by the human mind and it was so nice to be back to pleasure after the horror that was childbirth. Bakura was grabbing for Marik's large rod. He had gone far too long without it and he screamed with excitement when it was in his grasp. Marik took his mouth off the thing and had the weens touch each other.
The contrast was even more visible when the weens were touching. Marik made a proud little "MmGGGMMM" and Bakura was just staring at the rod in all of it's glory. "Soon this rod will be touching more things than just your lil wee if you know what I mean mindslave" Marik said in a very sexy voice because he was indeed a sexy man and Bakura knew it as well. That made Bakura make another scream but not of pleasure but because he wanted it right now he was done with playing games. "Marik I am done with playing games" he said looking straight into his eyes and there was sexy lust stuff inside of them.
Marik loomed down at his little mindslave and smirked a bigger smirk than ever before. He took out lube from his spy pocket and put it all over his big thing to prepare for the butthole and a condom too. He didn't want his mindslave to be impregnated for a second time, especially so soon after the first birthing. One baby gramps was bad enough. He stuck it in the butthole and the magic happened everywhere in the room. Bakura had never been happier than in Seto Kaiba's Big American Museum in Washington DC. He looked over to see the gem watching and that made it all the better. Security cameras were in the room but the security guards were all Marik's mindslaves and could not call the authorities to arrest the man and his mindslave.
"Yes yes yes YES!" Bakura shouted again and again like a mantra he was loving loving loving his rod. It had felt like years since had the feeling like this in his lil butthole but he was so glad it had returned. He did not even have to think about disgusting baby gramps the only thing he had to think about was Marik. Somewhat Marik, but mostly his rod. This continued on for a long while until the time had soon come where Marik had to release his seed. The moment they had both been waiting for. "MINDSLAVE PREPARE YOURSELF" Marik warned and then like a rocket his rod exploded the stuff.
It was like a firework and Marik's seed droplets dripped out of that butthole. The storm was not over just yet and Bakura's explosives went off inside of him and drippity drop his stuff got all over and there also was not a place to shower in this museum. They both looked at each other and then at the gem. Marik did some moves and dashed under and over the lasers to get to it and smashed open the glass casing with his fists. He took hold of the gigantic crystal and hauled it out. Even while holding such a heavy thing he still managed to dart around the laser beams like a professional. Bakura was very impressed with his skills and cheered him on.
"Mindslave we have done it the world's most valuable gem is now in our posession. Now Doctor Lawyer Seto Kaiba will be sure to represent to get baby gramps back!" Marik said once he was back at his nakey mindslave's side. The smile disappeared from Bakura's face once baby gramps was mentioned, but he did not say anything. What mattered right now was that Marik was happy. And maybe that's why he never got a tummy ache when looking at his face.
Marik picked Bakura up and tugged on the rope attached to the top part of his spy suit and it pulled them up automatically. They got a few curious stares going back to the hotel room but Marik and Bakura's wees were censored by the huge gem. Marik kissed the top of his mindslaves head. He was worth more than any jewel.