HEAVY LEMON CHAPTER! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!
Small Trigger Warning: In the lemon section there may be a part that seems a bit rapey/non-consensual. I assure you that it 100% consensual in this instance, but I know some people may get triggered by the descriptive action as it can be very borderline. I apologize in advance.
I have added a line-break just after the heavy lemon part to kind of add to the 'Hey I needed a few to catch my breath'.
As Yugi and Atem entered, they noticed that the elementals were nowhere to be seen. Also, Imhotep had somehow coerced Marik into taking off his shirt so that the former could inspect the markings on the Tomb Keeper's back.
"Uh, what's going on? And where did Kat and Bakura go?" Yugi questioned in slight confusion.
"They went out back for a smoke break," Marik replied casually.
"Okay…." Yugi found the idea of the elementals taking drags from sticks of rolled tobacco the least surprising notion after the earlier bombshell. "...and he's staring at your back because….?"
"I'm trying to figure out what dyslexic squirrel wrote this. Some idiot tried to translate it from the original Akkadian Cuneiform into Kemetic Hieroglyphic, and only succeeded in butchering the original text worse than the idiot that butchered the Tomb Keeper's back," Imhotep commented.
"The 'idiot' that 'butchered' my back happened to be my father," Marik retorted.
"Yeesh….and I thought Shae was a shitty parent. I can only imagine how he must feel about you and her dating."
"Don't know. I killed him about a year after he carved me up," Marik said bitterly.
Imhotep looked down at the Tomb Keeper with a bored expression. "Somehow that doesn't surprise me."
"And what's that supposed to mean?" Marik turned around and glared angrily.
"You're dating my mom. If she wasn't dating someone with worse mental stability than herself, I would be worried," Imhotep glared back.
The voices of the two elementals could be heard entering from the far side of the kitchen, having returned from their break. Bakura entered the living area first, with Kat not far behind. Both stopped, confused by the scene of the darker youth and topless Tomb Keeper glowering imaginary daggers at each other. Kat looked Marik up and down, biting her bottom lip suggestively. She leaned in towards Bakura and said something in their unknown language.
Imhotep scrunched his nose up in disgust, grabbed Marik's shirt from the table, and shoved it into the Tomb Keeper's hands. "Please put this back on…." he demanded, still looking grossed out.
Marik looked at him questioningly. "You can understand them?"
"Unfortunately. And my mom saying that she wants to ride you like a Sheikh's prized stallion was not something I needed to hear."
Kat's face turned scarlet, having forgotten that someone other than Bakura knew what she was saying. She quickly covered her face while groaning in frustration and embarrassment. "Kura….please kill me."
Bakura couldn't contain his amusement. "Hey, you said it, not me!" he laughed. He then leaned in towards Kat, putting an arm around her. "You know, if the Tomb Keeper doesn't want to satisfy your needs, maybe he'll consider sharing," he commented while raising his brow up and down suggestively.
"If you recall correctly, I gave you a chance before he and I got together. You told me to get lost," she stated, removing her hand from her face and glaring at the other elemental with an annoyed expression.
Bakura's face fell. "So sue me for having a conscience. I wasn't ready to spoil the purity of this body yet," he pouted.
"You….have a conscience? Don't make me laugh."
Bakura rolled his eyes and removed his arm. "You know what, I take back my offer. I think I'll make you suffer by making you wait for the Tomb Keeper to come around."
Marik was standing by awkwardly, his face nearly as scarlet as his girlfriends. Meanwhile, Imhotep looked like he was going to be sick.
"Um….maybe I should go…." Yugi interjected, feeling just as uncomfortable as the other two at the conversation. Both he and Atem agreed through their link that the topic of the latter's resurrection could wait a bit longer.
Kat attempted to compose herself from the awkwardly embarrassing situation. "We can talk about Atem's revival later. I'll need a few weeks to get everything ready anyway. If you want, I'm certain Imhotep would love to get to know you a bit more one-on-one," she stated towards Yugi in an attempt to change away from the former topic.
Imhotep rushed up to his twin excitedly, staring at him with big blue eyes and a grin that begged for Yugi to say 'Yes'.
Yugi had to laugh at his twin's over enthusiasm. It reminded him of an overly-excited puppy. "Sure. I'm still coming to terms with everything, but I can't pass up the opportunity to learn more about a brother I never knew I had."
Imhotep turned towards his mother. "Can I take him back to the palace? I want to show him my collection!" he asked excitedly.
"You live in a palace?!" Yugi asked in shock.
"Technically, it's a scaled down version of the original in Amarna," Kat replied. "And yes, you can show him around...if he wants to go that is. You know the rules on your 'collection'," she said the last bit as a reminder towards Imhotep.
Imhotep waved her off. "Yeah, yeah. Look, don't touch. I know." He then turned back towards his twin. "So, you wanna check it out?! I can take us there through the Shadows. Oh, and don't worry about anything bad happening in there…I have control over the place, so nothing can affect you unless I want it to!"
Yugi was a bit uneasy about the idea of traveling through the Shadow Realm, but felt that he could trust Imhotep to guide them safely though. He was, after all, the Shadow Walker. "Yeah! I just need to let Grandpa know I won't be home until late," he replied while reaching for his phone.
"I can do that for you if you want," Bakura interjected.
Yugi smiled. "Thanks!" He waved as Imhotep put a hand on his shoulder, both becoming encased in Shadow and vanishing.
"I should probably inform Solomon of what's going on anyway. I can update the wards around the shop while I'm at it," Bakura added, looking towards the other elemental.
Kat nodded. "Yeah, I would appreciate that."
Bakura vanished, just like the others had. Kat sighed, then realized that not everyone had left. Marik was still standing in her living area…..shirtless. The scarlet that had managed to fade from her face found its way back to her cheeks.
"Uh, sorry about the…..comment….from earlier," she said as she fidgeted nervously, trying to avoid eye contact.
Marik looked at her with a brow raised in curiosity. "So….a Sheikh's prized stallion?"
Kat covered her face with a single palm in embarrassment, then peeked through her fingers in his direction. "Well, you do remind me of a pretty palomino I once owned…."
Marik approached her, dropping the shirt he was still holding. Kat realized that he had been inconspicuously holding it in a way to hide his reaction to her suggestive comment. He reached out and trailed her jaw with the tip of his index finger, bringing her chin up to face him. "And how did you come up with that comparison?" he questioned.
"Oh, you know, well toned golden body, silky pale-blonde mane…" she trailed her hands lightly from his chest down to the curved V of his Adonis belt. "You know, you have absolutely no right to look this good in front of me. It teases me."
"I tease you? What do you think you do to me?"
"Gods, you are going to make me break my own rule, aren't you?"
"And what rule is that?"
"Let's just say that if it weren't for you still being a virgin, I would have taken you home with me that first night," she replied playfully.
Marik leaned in close, sporting a knowing grin. "Habibty, where did you get the idea I was a virgin?"
Kat gave him a puzzled look. "But...the way you act whenever sex is even hinted…."
"I think you've misunderstood my reactions. When I first discovered I had….other tastes in romantic partners….it took me some time to come to terms with it. I do find the opposite sex appealing, but none have….shall we say….piqued my curiousity. Then you come along and I find myself not only feeling something new, emotionally, but my body was curiously reacting in a way I hadn't expected. I've simply been confused is all."
Kat stared at him dumbfounded for a long moment, then began to chuckle. "If I had a copper piece for every time I helped a guy discover his gate swung in both directions, I would own an entire mine's worth!" she laughed.
"I don't doubt that one single bit," he chuckled lightly.
"So, do you think you can manage being with a woman?" she asked playfully.
"I think I can figure it out. It's simply a different entrance point and less preparation."
"Is it now? What if I like it the other way?" she teased.
"Do you?"
"I'm not opposed, but maybe later. Right now what I want is something a bit more….direct."
Marik chuckled. "As you wish….my Queen," he said playfully.
Kat grabbed his hand, all but dragged him up the stairs, and shoved him roughly onto her bed. She practically tore the clothes from both his body and her own, leapt on top of him, and virtually shoved her tongue down his throat.
"Someone is desperate…." he managed to get out when they first came up for air.
"It's been sixteen years. That's a long time even by immortal standards. So either shut up so we can fuck, or get out."
Marik smiled, then grabbed a handful of hair and brought her mouth back down to his. She pulled back after a long moment, then slid down his body, grasping his erection firmly. He bit his lip as she began stroking up and down slowly. She licked the head playfully a few times, then took it into her mouth, sucking gently. Her head bobbed, taking in more and more of his length each time. She came up for a quick breath, then swallowed his shaft in one go, moving up and down the entire length. This caused his breath to hitch sharply, and he threw his head back onto the bed, bucking his hips slightly in rhythm to her motion. His head felt dizzy as she tormented him. She would speed up while ghosting the trail along his perineum, then as he came close to his climax, she would slow down and gently caress his cock with her hand and lips.
"Stop fucking teasing," he panted.
Kat backed off entirely, changing to simply massaging his sac. "Consider this punishment for leading me to believe you were untouched."
Marik lifted his head enough to look down and see her wicked grin looking back up at him. He chuckled between breaths. "I didn't lead you to believe anything. You made your own assumptions."
She deep-throated his cock again, causing him to throw his head back yet again into the comforter. He grabbed a handful of her hair, bucking harshly into her mouth. He wasn't going to let her come up again until he was done. She didn't seem to mind, as she wrapped her free hand around his thigh and squeezed tightly, keeping the other one reserved for massaging close to his anal region. He felt the build up of his orgasm again and quickened his pace. His body went rigid for a moment, having reached his climax. He barely registered that she had swallowed his entire load, including the bit from the few spasmed thrusts after. She removed her mouth from his cock, then brought herself up to his panting face. She smiled as she gently pressed her lips to his, her tongue penetrating between them to meet with his.
He pulled back after a few moments, having realized what she just did. "Seriously?"
"What? You can't tell me you've never tasted yourself before," she commented playfully.
He rolled her onto her back, then hovered above her. "Not by choice, I assure you."
"But you taste good. You don't agree?"
"Of course I do." Marik smiled slyly. "But you were mean to me. Teasing me like you did because of your own assumption. What's stopping me from getting up and walking out the door?" he teased.
Kat looked down between them, then smirked. "The fact that you're ready for round two."
"Damn straight I am. My turn to tease you," he stated suggestively.
"Have fun with that. Oh, and a few words of advice: I like it rough. I promise there is nothing you can do to hurt me."
"Nice and slow, got it."
"You're a dick," she giggled.
"You started it."
"If you say so."
"So, no safe-word?" he asked, smiling with a brow raised in curiosity.
"Nope. I'll just have to remember which name to scream."
"That's just mean."
"I'm joking. Now will you stop hovering already? Or am I going to have to forcefully have my way with you?"
"I'm just trying to see how much longer you can endure knowing that I'm right here, yet still refusing to give into your whims." He lowered just enough to rub his erection lightly on her labia, enjoying the way she squirmed, obviously wanting far more.
"That's not fair," she chastised.
"Oh, but it is." He teased her neck with his lips. She tried to bring herself closer, but he pulled back just enough to keep her from getting what she wanted.
"For fucks sake Marik, this is beyond cruel."
Marik sat up straight, wondering if he had just heard what he thought he heard. "Did you just say my name?"
"Depends, will promising to scream it at the top of my lungs get you to stop teasing me?" she asked between quickened breaths.
"Oh gods yes. I want to hear it echo off the walls."
"Then shut up and fuck me hard enough to make me," she grinned.
He lowered himself between her legs, grabbed one of her hips, and penetrated sharply. She gasped, but the expression on her face suggested that she enjoyed it. He dug his fingers deep into her hip, and took a handful of hair at the nape of her neck for leverage, beginning to thrust hard and fast. She wrapped both legs around him, arching her back and pushing herself closer. As she moaned and mewled in ecstasy, her hands found their way onto his back. He flinched at the touch, but the haze of lust kept him from withdrawing. Instead it only served to make him push harder. His breathing was ragged, but he continued on, his climax building.
"….say it…." he begged between hitched breaths.
"….oh gods…harder…."
He obliged, sweat dripping from his brow. She dug her claws into his back, causing him to cry out. He wasn't sure if it was from the pain or the ecstasy, but either way he enjoyed it in his lust-filled high.
"...marik…." she said in a whispered cry.
He was close. "Louder…."
"...Marik….."
"Louder…!"
"Oh fuck! Marik...Marik...gods…"
Her body arched further into him, her shoulders barely on the bed. She tightened her grasp around him with her legs, her claws digging deeper into his back.
"…...ahhhfuc-…..MAR-...I-..K…!"
Her screams of ecstasy cut off, unable to find use of her vocal cords as her own orgasm peaked. He buried his face into her hair as his body tensed and he came deep inside of her. He lay there for a moment, riding out the few remaining pulses of his orgasm. They both lay there, panting heavily. She didn't appear to be bothered by the fact that he was still partially inside of her, or that his seed was leaking slowly down onto the comforter below.
"Gods…I needed that…." she stated quietly between ragged breaths. "I want more….but this is good for now…"
"….heh, just give me time to recoup…." Marik commented back while smiling, still breathing heavily.
"Fuck. Did I hurt you?" she asked after several moments, her breath still labored.
"I don't think so…?"
"Here, let me check. I'm certain I felt my claws extend."
Marik slowly lifted himself and crawled off to the side, flopping back down onto his stomach once Kat was no longer under him. He felt her weight shift to a sitting position as she got up to inspect his back.
She refrained from touching his back again as she looked over it. "Good news, bad news."
"Oh?"
"I managed to not do much to the text above Obelisk. You can barely tell where my claws entered there. Sadly, I think I killed Ra," she giggled.
He propped himself up on his elbows to look at her. "What do you mean you 'killed Ra'?" he asked in perplexion.
Kat crawled off the bed and retrieved her phone. She crawled back up and took a picture of the Egyptian God Tablet on his back, then showed him the image. There were clear puncture marks through The Winged Dragon of Ra's chest.
"Oh gods, you did kill him," he chuckled. He rolled over, looking up at her and pulling her down onto his chest. "It'll heal. Just like the rest of it did."
"I guess I'll have to learn to keep the claws a bit more under control. Can't go destroying all that lovely craftsmanship."
"Your son said it looked like it was written by a dyslexic squirrel."
"He's not wrong. The translation sucks," she giggled.
The two continued to lay there, his arms wrapped around her, their naked bodies exposed to the air around them. Marik stroked her midnight waves, enjoying the vibrations of Kat's purring that indicated her happiness towards him.
"I have to say, that's pretty cute," he commented in regards to her feline thrumming.
"Consider yourself lucky. I don't allow many people to see this part of me," she replied.
"Oh? And what makes me so special?"
"Not sure, and don't care. I feel happy. That's good enough for me."
Kat lifted her phone and began typing something.
"Texting Bakura?" Marik asked.
"Mhmm."
"About….?"
She didn't answer. Just sent and replied to a string of texts between her and the pale elemental for several minutes, smiling and chuckling on occasion. She then lifted and turned herself to look Marik in the eyes.
"So, how do you feel about keeping me….entertained….for the remainder of the night?"
"I think I'm going to have a long day at school tomorrow."
"Nope. We're telling the school that you fell and are recovering from a mild concussion."
"Whose idea was that?"
"Mine. Kura agreed. He said it's obvious that by hooking up with me that you have some brain damage," Kat stated jokingly.
This caused Marik to laugh. "You better hope my siblings don't hear about this. They'll start to ask questions."
"So why don't we pay them a visit tomorrow?"
Marik stared incredulously at Kat. "Are you insane! Do you know how they'll react to the idea of me not just dating, but fucking the Pharaoh's wife!?"
"So….we just let them find out...when exactly? After Atem is up and walking about? I can picture that conversation already. They're excitedly chatting with Atem trying to figure out gods-know-what, then he casually states 'By the way, your brother is fucking my Queen"."
Marik covered his face in frustration. "Point taken. Better they hear it from us. But can we wait a few days? I need time to mentally prepare for all the bitching that's going to take place."
"I can agree to that. How about Friday after school?"
"Ugh, sure."
"I'm still taking you out tomorrow. We need to get you some stuff to keep here."
This put Marik back into a better mood. "Oh? Planning on giving me more concussions?" he joked.
"Maybe. I say we start off tomorrow with morning sex, followed by shower sex, breakfast, after breakfast sex, then maybe Paris or Italy for some shopping, then more sex," Kat said flirtatiously.
"But won't after breakfast sex defeat the purpose of shower sex?" Marik questioningly mocked.
"Oh yeah. Hadn't thought of that. Guess we'll postpone shower sex for after breakfast sex. That way we can smell nice as we wander through expensive clothing stores."
"Habibty, you're going to spoil me with such a lavish lifestyle."
"Makes it hard for you to leave."
He pulled her up so she was laying directly on top of him, kissing her lips softly. "That it does."
Kat smiled at him curiously. "Round three?"
"Only if you don't mind something a bit slower. I'm starting to feel like I'm running on E."
She grabbed her phone again and opened one of the apps. "Place your order. I think I'll survive with cuddling until you're back up to par. But I would suggest something high in protein. You're going to need it to make it through the night."
"I'm starting to think I should have let you continue with your assumptions. You're a slave driver," he joked as he scrolled through the app and selected a few items from the menu.
"Don't act like you don't enjoy it," she commented playfully. She placed a quick peck back on his lips, then crawled off the bed over to her dresser. She grabbed an oversized tee and threw it on, then proceeded to grab a pair of her brother's joggers from the guest bedroom for Marik. "Meet me downstairs when you feel up to it. I'm going to get my computer set back up. We can kill a bit of time by watching a movie, or you can watch me do some farming on the game."
"You want me to order you anything?!" he shouted out to her after she had left the room.
"Surprise me!" she shouted back.
Marik scrolled through again and made a few more selections then placed their order. He threw on the joggers and made his way back down to the living area, catching Kat from behind as she stood up from reconnecting a cable. "We have about 45 minutes. Sure you don't want to change your mind? We don't have to go back upstairs," he suggested while nuzzling at her neck.
"Mmm….tempting, but I think we should hold off. Not to make it sound weird, but I can smell that your sugar levels are a bit on the low side. I wouldn't want you passing out on me."
"I see. Let me guess, one of your feline traits?" he continued to nuzzle.
"Yes, and you're not helping me resist you."
"Just making sure you'll be nice and warmed up for after dinner. You said you were going to ride me like a Sheikh's prized stallion. I'm still waiting."
"Alright ponyboy. If you stop tempting me now, later I'll ride you until your head spins," she giggled.
"Mmm….I can get behind that idea….and maybe you at some point," he replied suggestively, at the same time backing off from teasing her neck and taking a seat near the table.
Kat shook her head in amusement. "Your sister is going to kill me for corrupting you so badly."
"Corrupting me? I'm not throwing back entire bottles of whiskey or doing lines of coke yet. So that either means you're not corrupting me enough, or you're just doing a really bad job," Marik chuckled.
Kat finished hooking up everything and turned on the monitor, then sat between Marik's legs and leaned into him. "So what's it going to be? Game? Or a movie?"
"Game. It was fun to watch. I'm not sure if I could see myself playing it, but I enjoy sitting here and watching you play."
"Pity. We could use another good tank."
"Oh, so you want to see me up front and taking all the beating?"
"I'd consider going heal spec just for you."
"Don't let Mkhai hear you say that. He'll be relentless in getting me to join."
Kat chuckled. "Welcome to my nightmare."
I'm hoping I did okay on the lemon section. I realized very quickly that I have read a shit ton of yoai and had no idea how to write a hetero encounter. Also I hope the 'Marik is most definitely gay!' fans don't come after me with pitchforks. I assure you in this AU he doesn't stop enjoying anal just because he had sex with a girl. It just means he has more options to play with.
Also, gotta love that how after you break that sexual tension with someone for the first time, all the sudden sexy time fills up all those blank time slots :p