Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ All Request Live! ❯ While You Were Gone ( Chapter 2 )

 

 

 

 

Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Yugioh!! Got it?

 

A/N: Okay, since I have so many requests (thank you, this is doing so much better than I thought it would!) and it would be more fun for me, I'm going to do this: instead of just going in order, I've literally written down all the pairings and will randomly choose them. So I won't be going in order, but I will (eventually) get everyone's requests!! It also helps me out for those of you who gave me really long lists…

Okay, this one's for bakuraxryou…enjoy!

 

Name: While You Were Gone

Summ: Marik comes back home from Egypt to an unexpected surprise.

Pairing: Fakeshipping (Marik x Jou x Malik)

Type: Yaoi, lemon

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Marik sighed as he sat down on the blue plush airplane seat. A few weeks ago, he had left his hikari at home while he stormed off to Egypt. He and his lovers had just had a huge argument. He had quickly left for Egypt for a month and Jou had simply left for Yugi's…he didn't know if he would even be coming back. Marik could only hope that things would turn out okay. Malik and Jou were everything to him…something he didn't even realize until after he had left. He missed Malik for obvious reasons; he was the other half of his soul, he couldn't live without him. As for Jou…well, he still wasn't quite sure how all of that happened. But he did like the blonde…a lot. Marik had spent a decent amount of time in Egypt contemplating he and Jou's relationship with each other. Did he love him? Marik still wasn't sure…but he knew that he wanted the blonde puppy back; that he wanted him in his life. And that was good enough for him at the moment.

Marik leaned back and closed his eyes as he remembered the day Jou had come to them…

Flashback

Marik and Malik were huddled together on the couch, enjoying each other's company. When they first became a couple, it had been all physical. If they weren't working, eating, or sleeping, they were having sex. But, as time went by, they both realized that it was more than just the promise of nights spent together…it was the fact that they felt incomplete without the other; that they needed each other like they needed the air they breathe…without it, they simply could not exist.

So, it was that fateful stormy night in which they had been watching a movie (Exorcist to be exact; they both absolutely love that movie) when they heard a loud knock on the door. Malik frowned, wondering who in the world it could be, and got up from the couch and headed to the front door of their apartment.

Marik continued to watch the movie; Malik knew how to take care of himself if it was an attacker or something…and if it was, he was here too, so he just decided to stay put. He expected to hear his hikari rat out the person standing there any minute now. The sound he heard, however, was a very loud, very startled gasp. Marik quickly got up from the couch and ran over to his hikari…and saw what had made him gasp.

Jou, a normally overly-happy teen, was standing there, his eyes cold and full of pain. His hand clutched his side and his wet face (from tears or rain, Marik was unsure) was covered with bruises. His golden mop of hair was stubbornly plastered to the side of his face and his clothes were drenched and clung to him like an extra layer of skin. If the situation had been different, the Egyptian might have even said the blonde looked hot. Jou's amber eyes lifted to Marik's lavender ones.

“…Please…” he managed to whisper, before he passed out cold.

Marik's eyes widened and he caught Jou by his shoulders as he fell forward. Malik was the first to snap out of his daze and quickly instructed his yami to lay Jou on the couch while he got a towel and first aid kit. Marik nodded numbly, still a little dazed, and picked up Jou and took him to the couch, closing the door behind him with a kick.

When Malik returned from the bathroom, he found his yami in the kitchen making hot cocoa. He mentally smiled at Marik, who returned the mental smile, and hurriedly walked over to Jou's passed out form. He dried out his wet blonde hair first, being careful no to tug on the blonde strands so he didn't wake him. He then carefully dried of his face, wincing himself when he heard Jou cry out in pain. Jou's eyes slowly opened and he blinked a few times before registering that it was Malik. He blushed heavily as Marik walked in with three mugs of steaming hot cocoa.

“I'm glad you're awake Puppy,” Malik gently said, causing Jou to blush even more from the loving pet name. “Marik-chan will have some clothes that'll fit you.” Malik handed Jou the towel and then scampered to the bedroom to get some warm dry clothes.

Jou gently sat himself up and began drying off in an attempt to get warm, but failing. His body shook slightly as goosebumps became raised on his lightly tanned skin.

“Here,” Marik said, causing Jou to look up surprised; he had forgotten Marik was there. He carefully took the mug that Marik had in his hand and cautiously sipped the steaming liquid. It was very good; obviously home-made.

Malik came back and gave Jou some of Marik's clothes. He then instructed the blonde to go take a nice long warm shower. Jou happily complied while muttering a thanks.

While Jou was in the shower, Marik and Malik talked about their relationship. And they talked about Jou…which inevitably led to the topic of Jou being in their relationship. Jou had come to them after all, when he could have gone Yugi's or someone else's.

And when Jou returned, all three of them talked. Marik and Malik learned that Jou's father had been beating him and tonight, had raped him. They learned of Jou's cold and painful life. And slowly, over the next few months, they helped him rebuild his life.

End Flashback

Marik looked at his watch, which read two in the afternoon. Damn, he had been thinking for a long time. He was only two hours away from Domino Airport. He leaned his head back and decided to sleep the rest of the way.

A gentle vibrate against Marik's thigh broke him out of his sleep as the plane was about to land. He was startled at first, but then quickly realized it was his cell phone. He removed the small silver contraption from his pocket and flipped it open, seeing he had a text message…

Hey Marik…I found out from your note that your plane should be landing soon…just wanted to say sorry; hope there's no hard feelings between us. The puppy's back too. He he, let's just say we have a welcome home surprise for you…

Love: Malik

Marik stared at the phone in his hand in disbelief and happiness. They were all back together again…to say he was thrilled would be an understatement. He re-read the message; comprehending the end this time. Marik felt the blood pool between his thighs; it had been too long since they had had sex and he could already feel his body heating up in anticipation. As the plane doors opened the only thought in his mind was how much he wanted to be home…and how much he wanted his lovers' bodies pressed against his own.

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Malik and Jou grinned at each other as he closed his phone shut. Jou hadn't stayed at Yugi's long; only about a week, and both of them were genuinely concerned about Marik. Malik had seriously thought his yami wasn't going to return, but was happy when he found his note stating when his flight was coming in. Malik truly hoped that Marik still loved him and wanted to make it up to him anyways since the entire ordeal really was his fault…and Jou had hoped the same thing. So, they decided that when Marik came home, he would be in for one heck of a surprise.

Malik laid the phone on the table and then fled to the bedroom, Jou following close behind. The large master bedroom was decorated with golden silk sheets, pieces of silk gracing every piece of furniture, and incense and candles were lit around the room. Oils too were placed on the dresser next to the bed.

Malik and Jou instantly began readying themselves for the Egyptian-style fantasy. They had everything; clothes, scented oils, and even golden ankhs…everything would be perfect. Marik would be in for one hell of a surprise, that's for sure.

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Marik finally made it to their apartment, lugging his suitcase up the stairs. Once he reached their apartment he quickly and deftly slid the key into the lock, opening the door. He hauled in his suitcase and set the keys on the counter while looking around. Not a single light was on, and even though it was only seven in the evening, it was still pretty dark. He slowly and silently made his way over to the livingroom. It was then that he saw it; the flickering candle light and the soft smell of Egyptian sands. He felt the blood take a rush trip to his hips as thoughts of what, or rather who, was waiting in there for him. He took a deep breath to calm his already trembling body and walked into the master bedroom.

A large four poster bed adroned with golden silk sheets was the most prominent thing in the room. Silk was hung from the top edges and oils of every kind had been placed on the dresser. Candles winked and flickered from their position on the far corners of the room, making it light enough to see, but the room was still dim. He looked around a little more and his breath hitched at the sight of his un-earthly beautiful lovers.

Jou leaned against the wall on the opposite side of the room. His golden blonde hair shone beautifully in the candle light, looking soft like silk. He wore a cream colored kilt embroidered with crimson at the bottom. A single golden ankh laid atop his breastbone, glinting like fire in the candle light. His pale body shimmered from the oils and an erection already throbbed between his thighs. Marik almost found himself drooling at the sight.

Malik stepped out of the closet that was right beside Jou. He wore a midnight black kilt that was embroidered with gold around the edge. His body, too, glistened with oil and an ankh stood proudly on his chest.

“We missed you…” Malik softly said.

Marik instantly felt guilt stab at his heart. In two seconds, he had Malik pulled tight against his chest.

“I am so sorry…I should never have left…I am so so sorry.”

Malik managed wriggle out of his yami's grasp and passionately kissed him. Marik returned the kiss with as much intensity as he pulled Malik's body flush against his own. Malik and Marik both moaned into the kiss from their arousals brushing against each other.

Marik carefully broke the kiss and looked over at Jou.

“Jou…I-” but Marik was quickly cut off by Jou pressing his lips against his in a needy kiss. A soft moist tongue flicked at his lower lip and Marik obeyed the hidden command, opening his mouth so Jou could happily explore. After several heated minutes, Marik pulled back, taking in a ragged breath, and locked his eyes with Jou's amber orbs of unyielding loyalty and love. It shook Marik right down to the core…and suddenly his mind was made up.

“Jou…Puppy…” he hesitantly said, “…I love you.”

Jou's eyes widened in pleasantly surprised shock, but then said the words that had been resting on his lips for so long.

“I love you too.”

And that was all it took for the real fun to begin.

Malik, who was becoming impatient, sauntered up behind Marik and pushed his shirt up, placing feather-light kisses on his lower back. He then slipped his hand inside the tight leather pants and softly stroked him into hardness, smirking slightly as he felt Marik melt against him.

Jou and Malik had both planned out everything in this small fantasy of their's, and they could only hope that Marik would go in the dorection they wanted him to.

Jou, without warning, slid the tight denim jeans that molded securely around Marik's hips to the floor, freeing his erection. Malik's kilt was gone in an instant and he gently grinded into his lover as Jou took the straining cock into his mouth.

Jou sucked for all he was worth, his tongue moving expertly around the heated piece of flesh. He proceeded to deep throat him, loving the strangled moans that slipped from his lover's mouth. Jou tightened his throat around him and hummed erratically, sending his Egyptain lover over the edge. Jou eagerly drank the precious liquid, loving the taste of his seme lover.

Jou and Malik quickly locked eyes while Marik was recovering. They grinned; part two was about to be put into play.

They walked over to the bed, and Jou moved towards the headboard, leaning against it as Malik handcuffed his wrists to the bed. Malik then carefully slid a lubricated dildo into his blonde lover's tight passage, constantly looking at him for signs of pain. Jou only moaned as it was slid into him, the object resting on his prostate. When Malik looked back at Marik, he saw his yami looking at them with curious interest. Malik grinned.

\You're gonna like this yami…'cause I can already tell you, I will\

Marik made his way over to his two lovers, his flaccid member hardening once again. He sat down on the bed beside Malik and raised a questioning eyebrow at him. Malik grinned and then moved the dial on the small control pad he had in his hand in one complete circle.

Jou moaned as the object began vibrating against his prostate. He thrashed in his bonds and mewled pathetically. But that didn't matter to him. All that mattered was the hardness between his thighs and how much he wanted it to be gone.

Malik smirked and moved the dial in a complete circle again, Jou's mewls and cries becoming a bit senseless. He thrusted vainly into the air, shuddering visibly. Malik took pity on his blonde lover and straddled his waist, lowering himself onto his pulsating erection. He brought himself up and impaled himself, moaning in ecstasy.

Marik mouth went dry as he saw the two going at it. Jou moaned and mewled, his hair stubbornly plastered to the side of his face as he thrusted into Malik everytime the Egyptian impaled himself. They had set up a pretty good pace; Jou thrusting up as Malik lowered himself onto the blonde. Marik was actaully panting as he saw his two beautiful lovers cry out in pleasure as their releases hit.

Malik rolled off of Jou, panting. Marik looked at the state Jou was in and he almost felt sorry for the blonde. The object resting against his prostate was still vibrating so he already had another hard-on. Marik grinned. He knew how to take care of that.

Marik reached over and truned the dial backwards so it switched the vibrator off. He crawled over to his suffering uke and gently pulled the object out. Jou had no time to contemplate what was going on before Marik entered him in one stroke. Marik leaned down and gently kissed his lover as he pulled out and thrusted back in. Jou moaned into the kiss and bucked his hips up, a soft moan escaping his lips as his hardened member brushed up against Marik's flat stomach, painting precum across the tan plane.

Marik thrusted hard and fast into his pale lover, Jou's screams everytime his prostate was hit only fueling his desire.

Marik gave one fianl thrust as he felt Jou finally release after close to two hours of this. The blonde's inner walls clamped down around him and he released, filling his lover to the brim. He gently pulled out of Jou and pulled him close, offhandedly noticing that Malik had left. He heard the water running in the bathroom and knew he was probably taking a shower. Jou cuddled closer to him in his embrace, purring softly. Marik smiled and nuzzled his neck.

“Ai shiteru Marik-koi,” Jou mumbled before slipping into the world of dreams. Marik smiled at him and kissed his cheek.

“Ai shiteru Jou…forever and always.”

 

 

A/N: OMG! I am so sorry it took me so long to update! It'll never happen again, I promise! Also, if you haven't already, please read the rules again, I have updated them and put a few things in there that you need to know. Thanks, and R&R!!