Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Anything For You ❯ Trust ( Chapter 38 )

THIS CHAPPIE……..HOT SWEATY MAN-LOVE! MALIK X RYOU!!!!!!!!

Sumomo: mmm…I love lemon cake…especially with icing..

Angel Black: Someone thinks I took it from a fic. Actually, Melissa came up with it and I thought it fit the character.

Ssjgoddesschico: I must have had what…two fake endings already? I keep coming up with new ideas.

Caro: aww…it's ok.

Lupusdragon: Iagree..yamis created by hate are the best kind.

Mystical Dragon: here's the lemony goodness

Ryou's Mistress: Well, Ryou only bit Yami to protect Aten. As far as school goes, umm..in Baby of Mine they just went back, this is right after that, so….maybe it's a break? I dunno. Otherwise, they just don't go.

Heather chan: It can't be Bakura x Malik…Bakura will get his later with Marik.

Dragondreamer: I hope you get some actual sleep…better rest up. After all, I'll be there in 18 days! AND COUNTING!

Chia: Actually, my wife came up with it. I really liked it and I thought it fit. I didn't take it from another fic. I would ask permission from the author to do so.

Trust

Ryou's POV

I ran from my yami. I didn't want to, but I couldn't help it. His fingers were like large clamps that could pin me down to the bed. I would be left helpless. His kiss was like a serpent's tongue. I would be left burning with its venom. His body was like a heavy weight. I would be left bleeding again. Bakura. Don't hate me.

I ran into Malik and Marik's room. Malik was in his bedroom putting Aten's toys in his crib that he threw out overnight. When I burst in the room and shut the door, I threw myself into his open arms.

"What the..? Ryou?"

My arms squeezed him tightly, my fingers digging into his shoulder blades so tightly, I heard him whimper in pain.

"Bakura…he tried to have sex with me! He tried to make love to me and I couldn't do it! I couldn't even make love to my own husband!"

Malik rubbed my back as I cried on his shoulder. He held me in his arms and brushed my hair back. He kissed my ear gently as we heard the door to the bedroom open cautiously.

"Ryou?" Bakura entered the room. "Ryou, it's ok. I'm sorry. I shouldn't have…"

"Just go away, yami!" I turned around angrily without even thinking. "Please! Go Away!"

Malik gathered me close to his chest again. "I'll take care of Ryou, Bakura. Marik is downstairs playing with Aten and Aria. Why don't you spend some time with him?"

Bakura approached me and I cuddled myself close to Malik with my head on Malik's shoulder.

"Ryou…I never meant to hurt you…"

"It's too late for that, yami," I said spitefully.

Bakura looked up at Malik and then down at me quietly. Bakura looked wounded. It looked like I hurt him. Why did I do that? Why did I hurt his feelings? Bakura backed out of the room quietly and slowly. The doorknob of the room slowly turned and my downtrodden husband closed the door slowly behind him leaving Malik and me alone in the room.

Malik brought me over to the bed on which I practically fell on I was so dizzy. Malik helped me to lay down and he laid down beside me.

He brushed back my hair and he kissed my right temple. I didn't feel like running or hiding. Malik was never rough with me. Malik never hurt me like my yami did. Malik was my friend.

//He will hurt you.//

/He's never given me reason to fear him./

"Ryou, are you afraid of Bakura?"

//Tell him you are, Ryou. After all, he is a part of me, too. You are afraid.//

"I love Bakura. But. I couldn't have him touch me. I was afraid he was gonna have sex with me. I was afraid of him."

Malik looked down at me and stroked my face with his chin. "Love isn't about domination, Ryou, especially physical love. Love is…love, not violence."

"I wanted to make love to Bakura, but I couldn't get his voice out of my mind calling me his dirty whore."

I wiped a tear away and Malik started to rock me in his arms slowly. He hugged me tightly and I didn't know why I wasn't running away screaming. "Ryou, we're trying our best to help you. We won't give up on you, ok? We. Will. Not. Give. Up."

//Your father refused to give up on you, too. Look what it did to you….he tried to kill you.//

/But Malik…he's my friend. He never hurt me before./

//What makes you think he won't? All he needs is that Millenium Rod beside the bed. All he needs to do is stab you in the throws of passion.//

"Ryou, you're shivering. Are you ok?"

I sniffed and held Malik closer. "It's just….I wanted to make love to Bakura….Now he's gonna be angry at me and ate me because I didn't!"

"Poor Ryou," Malik kissed me again. "Nonsense. Bakura loves you with all his heart. We all love you, Ryou."

My brown eyes met Malik's purple eyes. They sparkled like polished gems, bright and shiny. "What makes you love me? If you love me, why aren't you…just taking me right now like everyone else? Like Tim? Bakura?"

Malik sighed. "Like said earlier, Ryou, love isn't about domination."

//It's about humiliation.//

"Love is about caring for someone deeply."

//It's about wounding deeply with scars that never fade.//

"Love is about, I hate to sound like Anzu, but, Love is about being the best of friends."

//Love is about hurting the ones you care about.//

"Love is not about pain or suffering, Ryou."

//Love is nothing but pain and suffering. Maybe you should show Malik how much you `love' him, Ryou.//

/Malik….we've been friends since we were kids. How can I do that to him?/

Malik tilted my chin up and he kissed me on the lips. It wasn't a deep-throated kiss. It wasn't like Tim's or Bakura's kiss. It was soft, gentle, slow. My hand went to Malik's hair and brushed back the hair from his ears, pierced with his earring. I felt the tiny piece of metal across my palm. His ear felt so good under my hand. He felt good under my soft touch. As we kissed, he smiled, too. Malik was enjoying this, too.

Malik's fingers searched through my white hair. I could feel his fingertips touch the back of my skull. My eyes squinted as I felt them slowly gather my hair into the fist. I sighed in relief as he released the clump of hair in his palm. Malik's hands lightly caressed the back of my head as a smile played around his lips as we kissed.

"See, Ryou? That is what love is like," he whispered to me bringing his lips to my ear. `

I smiled at Malik remembering how good it felt for him to touch me. He was always so gentle with me. "It's so different."

"What is?" he asked lying back on the bed, his hands behind his head.

"The way you kiss me. I feel so comfortable with you."

"We've been friends a long time, Ryou. I've gotten to know you pretty well. You know I would never hurt you. But, Bakura is your husband. Despite the past you two had, you both are very close and should remain that way."

I laid my head on Malik's heart hearing it continue to beat fiercely.

"I won't lie to you, Ryou. Marik did some pretty nasty things to me, too. Many of the things I didn't even like all the time. He never used to prepare me when we were together. I could be in the living room reading and he'll come take me and walk away as if nothing ever happened. But I really did love Marik. I'd do anything for my yami. Sometimes it hurt, sometimes it didn't. But, I never denied my dark of anything."

My arms hugged around Malik. He felt the same way I did about Bakura. But, he still loved Marik for it? "But he took you without your permission."

"I trusted Marik would never intentionally hurt me. Once he hurt me by accident, but he took care of me all weekend."
"What happened?"

Malik shifted uncomfortably. "Let's just say the coffee table was not as sturdy as he believed. But it was an accident."

I nodded.

"That is what love is, Ryou. And I want you to trust me."

"I want to, Malik."

Malik brushed his fingers through his blonde hair and heaved a sigh. "Ryou, I want to show you that love is about trust and love."

//Just what does that little snot think he's doing?//

"I want you to trust me, Ryou. I want you to make love to me."

My eyes went wide with disbelief. I didn't want to hurt Malik. He was my friend. "What if I hurt you?"

Malik kissed my forehead. "You won't hurt me. I'm going to lay back, Ryou, and I want you to do anything that you feel comfortable doing. I am yours, ok? I trust you."

He trusted me with his safety?

//This ought to be fun.//

/No! Leave your hands off of Malik!/

Malik laid back not knowing what he was risking with my new yami trying to take over my actions. "I will just lay here, Ryou. Do whatever you want to."

//This is your chance…Take him. Take him like we took you, Ryou.//

Malik's fingers twirled my hair and a smile played about his lips. "It's ok," he said soothingly. "I love you, Ryou."

I plunged my face into his chest christening his flesh with my tears.

/Don't let me hurt him./

He kissed my forehead and I bit gently into his chest crying.

/Just tell yourself that he loves you. You're friends./

"Take your time, Ryou. No rush."

I kissed Malik's chest feeling his warming skin underneath my lips. Malik rubbed my head. Why wasn't he grasping my hair and holding me down? Why wasn't he calling me a whore? Does Malik….really love me? Malik shifted again to get more comfortable on his back. With my tongue, I drew tiny circles on his skin and kissed where my tongue had laid its beads of moisture.

//You're going too slow for him…He's gonna take you, you know."

"You're doing fine, Ryou. It feels so good."

I looked up. "Really? I'm not….too slow?"

"Ryou, do whatever you want to do. I won't do anything unless you want me to."

I looked up at the beautiful Egyptian's face. "Anything?"

Malik nodded.

"I do want you to do something."

Malik's eyebrow raised.

//See? He finds you repulsive…as do I.//

Aku's voice had become louder with every insult.

Malik smiled. "What do you want me to do, Ryou?"

I blushed as his palms lightly pet my face. "I…I want you to kiss me."

Malik smiled and he closed his eyes. I pressed my lips to his and Malik captured mine.

//We kissed you, too, Ryou. Show Malik how much you were loved by us.//

I let my tongue graze over every tooth and explore the gulfs and gullies of Malik's canyon. My hand gently rubbed Malik's chest, running my hand over his tiny nipple making it peak between and under my fingers. A tiny whimper escaped his throat.

"Ryou……," he moaned as my kisses trailed across his jawbone feeling its hard, but delicate structure.

"What is it?"

He whimpered again as my kisses traveled up to his ear. "Please…let me hold you…"

//See? He's not satisfied with you!//

"Just do what you want, Ryou…it's ok."

"Hold me, Malik.."

Malik's arms wrapped around my side and softly rubbed by thin back. His hand moved to my shoulders massaging them as I moved to the nape of his neck and to the front of his neck. His skin, feverish with desire, pulsed at the base with his heartbeat.

//If you bite there hard enough…..you know you can disrupt his circulation.The jugular leads to the heart. //

/I can't do that to Malik./

//I could help, you know. Just one tough bite…It would be quick. Malik would have no idea what hit him.//

"Ryou…it's ok, love. It's ok."

I sat up and removed Malik's shirt. This way I didn't have to lift it up the entire time. The tanned boy beneath me smiled at me as I planted kisses on Malik's chest.

Beads of sweat began to glisten on his face as I licked Malik's chest and I laid on top of him.

Malik spread his legs so I could settle between him. His throat let out a sharp gasp as I rubbed myself against him.

"Ryou…I love you. I love you so much."

//You're a whore…get used to it.//

I looked up with tears in my eyes. "I'm not a whore, am I, Malik?"

Malik opened his eyes and looked at me. "No, Ryou. I love you very much. You are not a whore. I want this. You want this. There is nothing wrong with what we are doing. Some people may say it is wrong, but whom are we hurting? Are you sure you want to do this, Ryou? I am not forcing this on you."

"I love you, Malik. I want to do this….I'm just afraid of what Bakura would say."

"About us? Ryou, he already knows that you and I have slept together once or twice before."

"No, not that. I mean, I want to make love to him. But with all that happened, I'm not sure if I can."

Malik nodded. "Bakura will not be angry at you. He loves you more than anyone. My yami loves me more than anyone. Now are you sure you want this?"

I did want it. I wanted to get over my fears. I figured maybe the bad memories and Aku would disappear if I confronted my fears.

//I'm not THAT easy to get rid of, my pathetic hikari.//

I kissed down to Malik's belly instead of answering him. Malik was smiling down at me as I kissed the softness of his abdomen. Malik arched his back and his hands fisted the sheets as I kissed him delicately. His breath came in heavy pants now. I kissed up to Malik's lips again and shifted beside him.

I rest my hand on Malik's belly and rubbed in circles all the way down.

"Only do this if you want, Ryou," he managed to say eventually.

I missed his lips and my hands were almost beneath his pants completely.

//Oh, this brings back memories, doesn't it, Ryou?//

"I love you, Ryou. Feels so good….Ryou."

My hand drifted over the bottom of Malik's belly and I came to the course hair concealed by Malik's jeans. Malik's breathing and his heartbeat came faster as I came close to him. "Take your time…Ryou….this is something…you don't….wanna rush…..Oh gods…."

I took Malik in my hands and watched his eyes practically roll in the back of his head. His back arched and his hands gripped a handful of sheets. I leaned over and licked Malik's nipple as I stroked him beneath the concealing clothing.

"Ryou….you gotta…take them off now….please.."

I was becoming increasingly uncomfortable myself, so, without ceremony, I removed my hands from Malik's jeans and removed them and my own.

I looked up at Malik. "Malik, can you kiss me?"

"Where?"

I brought Malik to my chest where he kissed me gently making me smile and moan.

//He's gonna bite you.//

/No…this is Malik…not Bakura./

Malik licked and kissed me gently. His hands massaged me and pet me. When he was done, our eyes met. Both of us were lost in our passion. "Malik? Can…Can I take you?"

Malik kissed my lips and laid back. I settled between them.

//So, you are going to take your friend, huh? Well, we may as well make it interesting.//

I leaned over without being able to control myself and I bit into Malik's neck making him jump.

/Stop! What are you making me do to him?!/

"Ryou…it's going to be ok….let go."

Without having the power to prepare Malik, I just thrust myself inside.

//Now THIS is interesting.//

I removed my teeth from Malik's throat. "What are you making me do? I don't want to do this!"

"Ryou, then stop if you don't want to!"

I thrusted faster. "Daddy, why did you do this to me? Why did you let it happen?" I looked down at Malik…but I didn't see my blonde lover…I saw Tim. No. It has to be fake!

//Let's see if you can earn a meal for your son tonight, Ryou…// the apparition scowled.

"I'll be good. I'll be good. I'll be good," I chanted.

"Why couldn't you just leave me alone?"

A pained voice came form below me. "Ryou….stop if you want."

"I love Bakura! Now I can't do anything because of you!"

//You're better off without him.//

"I am not!" I punched Tim's face. "I love him!"

"Ryou! Stop!"

I felt hands grab my arms, but I kept up my pace. "I'll show you who's a whore!" I moved quicker and angled myself to move deeper taking myself all of the way inside.

"Ryou….Stop! I'm not your father!"

//Come for me, Ryou…..Come or die…//

I shook my head and rubbed my eyes. Tim had disappeared. Malik was left on the bed with a bruise on his face. By the time I realized it was Malik, I was too close to stop. I knew it would hurt him, but I couldn't stop.

I collapsed on Malik's chest and I felt myself tense. I wrapped my arm around him and he did the same to me. He hugged me tightly as I drained my body of everything.

I kissed Malik's chest. "I'm so sorry. I'm so sorry."

Malik gasped as I removed myself from him. I must have went to fast for him. Malik was half awake.

"I'm sorry, Malik. Are you hurt?"

"It's ok, Ryou….It's ok. I think you should…go talk to Bakura."

//Poor Malik…can't take a little rough love.//

"Do you still love me, Malik?"

Malik turned his head to me, the evidence of my punch growing darker. "I'm not angry…..I love you, Ryou." Malik kissed my lips and laid his head back on the pillow.

"I'm tired, Ryou. I need to get some sleep after that."

I nodded. Malik fell asleep and I left the room.

//Look at what you did to your friend. You should be ashamed of yourself.//

/YOU made me do it! I didn't want to do that to Malik! He loves me! He was trying to help me!/

I returned to my bedroom to talk to Bakura, but he wasn't there.

//Your other pathetic yami is gone. He doesn't love you. When he discovers you slept with Malik…He will be angry with both of you.//

I couldn't see Bakura being angry at me. I had to stop Aku from talking! I eyed the sedatives on my bed. When I took these, it weakened Aku. If I take enough of them, Bakura may be able to destroy Aku once and for all.

I walked over to the bottle and read the label: DO NOT TAKE A HIGHER DOSE THAN RECOMMENDED BY YOUR DOCTOR. I had to stop Aku. I had to silence him.

// What the Hell do you think you are doing with that bottle?//

This is for you, Bakura…I love you.

I took a handful of the sedatives and I laid in bed waiting for the effects. I slipped under the covers and I felt my vision blur. My body went numb. My heart slowed.

I could feel my heart slowing with every beat…it got slower and slower…until……I………

I love you, Bakura…………..Aishiteru….Bakura…….B aku…….

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