Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Apocalypse ❯ The Child of my Enemy ( Chapter 57 )

WARNING: MARIK X MALIK LEMON! LANGUAGE WARNING!

 

The Child of my Enemy

 

Malik kissed his yami deeply as his Dark carried him up the stairs. Malik moaned into the kiss as he felt his yami's tongue slip between his lips. He cupped his yami's face in his hands as Marik reached the hallway. He pressed his Light against he wall, keeping him pinned there as he fumbled with the doorknob.

The hikari giggled and kissed his yami's ear as Marik's fingers groped clumsily for the door knob.

“How come I can never find the knob when I need the stupid thing?” he growled.

The blond hikari giggled and groped between his other half's legs. “I don't know what you are talking about. I have no problem finding the knob when I need it.”

Marik gave a groan and attacked his other half's neck with kisses. “You are too much.”

“I know I'm not too much for you to handle, Marik,” he moaned as he felt his yami's teeth dig slightly into the flesh of his neck.

A little nip made Malik squeak and jump in Marik's arms.

“You like that, hikari?”

“You don't hear me bitching, do you?”

Marik snickered. “That's a good thing. Hold onto me tight.”

Malik grinned and reached into Marik's pants. He wrapped his hand around Marik's length, making him suck in air through clenched teeth. “Like this?” Malik asked with an innocent grin.

“You….little……shit,” Marik moaned, pressing Malik harder against the wall.

“Who? Me?”

Marik threw open the door and carried his Light inside. “Yes, you…..you've been a naughty boy Malik Ramses Ishtar….”

The other blond laughed. “Oh, I have? Since when have I been a naughty boy?”

“The minute you slipped your hand down my pants.”

“I can get it out of there then,” Malik said with a smile.

Marik grinned and laid his husband on the bed. He crawled on top of him and grinned down at him with a devilish smile. “Don't you dare….”

The yami leaned down and possessed his Light's lips in a hot, searing, desperate kiss.

Through their mindlink, Malik tried to probe Marik's mind. Marik was still upset regarding Aten…..but he could also sense the euphoria of smelling Yami's blood which seemed to linger around Marik. Even though Marik had cleaned himself of the blood, the smell was still intoxicating him.

While he was in the room with Zira, he felt Marik's frustration and his distress regarding Aten's condition.

So why did Marik need him so badly?

With Aten basically on life support and Ryou being wheeled away into observation, the last thing on Marik's mind should have been sex….but right now, the yami appeared more than willing and eager for the distraction.

“Marik?” Malik asked, pushing against his husband slightly. “Are you okay?”

The yami pulled back. “Why wouldn't I be okay?”

“Aten? Ryou? That duel was nerve-racking, even for me.”

The dark collapsed on his Light and sighed. “I can't do anything for my boy, Malik. I've learned that through the years of seeing him in and out of the hospital. I'm not going to be gone for long. I wanted to come home with you, get a little something to eat, have a good sleep,” Marik added with a grin, “….and pound you into the mattress for a little bit.”

Malik rubbed his Dark's back and shifted as his yami's growing arousal pressed against his spread legs. “I can definitely feel that you wanna pound me.”

Marik looked down at Malik with a glazed look in his eye that Malik recognized when he was still bloodlusted. “I want you, Malik Ramses Ishtar….”

“Marik, you're still bloodlusted! I don't know how seeing as we cleaned you up well.”

Then…it hit Malik. Marik had been bloodlusted before for hours…he had to release the tension before he could return to normal. Aten was bleeding on the ground and after beating Yami, Marik must still had his senses overloaded.

Marik grinned. “Are you saying that you don't want me to pound you hard into the mattress? My eyes burrowing deep into your soul as my body burrows deep into yours? The sweat's already beginning to glisten on your face, hikari. Do you want this?” Marik asked as he pressed himself harder against his husband.

The hikari moaned and pulled his yami down for a hot kiss.

Marik slipped his tongue into Malik's mouth and slipped his hand under Malik's shirt. Malik moaned as the yami's long, dexterous fingers rubbed against his chest. Malik felt Marik's free arm curl around him and hold him close.

The hikari on the bottom felt his husband's arousal pressing against him. Even trying to shift his hips, he failed to pull away. It only served to make Marik press against him harder.

Malik pulled Marik's black shirt over his head and tossed it on the floor. The yami kissed down Malik's chin and down the front of his neck. He rose to his knees and unbuttoned Malik's shirt button by button. He peeled it off his hikari and moaned as he kissed Malik's chest.

“You are so sexy,” Marik moaned as his lips kissed Malik's tan chest.

Malik watched his yami's kisses slip lower and lower on his body.

`For being bloodlusted, he sure is taking his damn old sweet time,' Malik thought.

Marik's tongue lapped at his belly button and licked a slow trail back up to Malik's chin.

The hikari moaned and arched his back in pleasure as his yami grinded against him.

Malik reached down and fumbled with the buttons on his jeans.

“Oh no, hikari….allow me,” Marik said with a grin.

Malik raised his arms above his head and watched as his husband unfastened the button on his jeans. He raised his hips to allow his yami to remove them without difficulty. The yami removed his underwear slowly to reveal his half-hardened arousal.

Marik's gentle hand reached down and stroked the length with his open palm. “Would you look at this….my boy's already halfway there.”

Malik giggled. “Oh gods, yes, I am…I wonder why.”

Marik stepped off the bed and pulled down his own jeans slowly to reveal his swollen arousal. “No mystery here,” he said with a grin.

The hikari sat up and wrapped his hand around Marik's arousal. “So this is what was poking me,” he giggled.

Marik closed his eyes and moaned as his hikari's hand stroked him from base to tip. “Fuck that feels good….”

Malik grinned devilishly and leaned over. He angled the arousal upwards and licked the tip, making his husband moan more.

“Mm…yes….do that again.”

Malik licked the yami's tip and swirled his tongue around the head. “Any better?”

Marik's fingers slipped between the golden strands of Malik's hair. Marik's fingernails massaged the back of Malik's head lightly.

“You bet,” the yami moaned.

Malik grinned. “I'm glad….because there's lots to come.”

Malik swallowed around Marik's arousal and sucked lightly. The hikari's hands massaged his base as his tongue and lips ran across the delicate flesh.

The yami gave a loud moan and thrust into Malik's heat.

The hikari reached down and stroked himself as he pleasured his yami. His thumb circled around his tip and he gripped himself with a firm hand.

The resulting moan resonated around Marik's length, rippling across the sensitive skin. The yami leaned over and kissed the top of his husband's head.

Malik pulled back and licked a drop of pre-cum from the tip. “Glad to see you are enjoying yourself.”

Marik stroked Malik's cheek and leaned down. “You bet I am….hikari.” The yami kissed his husband again and reached down to help Malik touch himself. The hikari moaned as his husband's touch sent shivers up his spine.

Marik kissed his husband until he laid on his back and moved his hips into his grip.

Malik's hand reached up and rubbed his yami's shoulders.

A loud moan emanated from the hikari and the yami pulled back. He reached into the table beside the bed and removed a bottle of citrus oil.

“Turn over, tenshi.”

Malik turned over on his stomach and felt his yami run his hands along his lower back. The hikari giggled as he squirmed. Marik ran his hands lower over his husband's buttocks and between his legs where he massaged him.

Malik squirmed and gripped the sheets tightly as he felt a knot tighten and loosen in his stomach.

The hikari gripped the sheets as he heard the cap open on the citrus bottle. He let his fingers dig into the material.

A slight kiss to his lower back and up his spine was accompanied by a well-oiled finger tracing around his entrance. Malik lowered his head and whimpered as his body thrust back against the finger.

The Dark smiled down at his whimpering other half. Malik moved his hips against his finger, trying to cajole it inside.

“Good boy,” Marik whispered gently.

Malik lowered his head and gasped as Marik's finger slipped into him slowly and slipped partway out. Malik spread his legs further apart and forced his body to relax against the invading digit.

“Relax, baby,” Marik said, kissing the back of Malik's neck.

“I'm trying,” Malik said as he moaned.

Marik added a second finger and Malik breathed in a series of sharp breaths against the pain.

“You're doing well, Malik….just a little more.”

Malik trembled as he felt Marik's fingers bury themselves deep in his body and massage his prostate.

“Marik……close…..”

A laugh sounded behind him. “Oh, no you're not. You're not close yet.”

The fingers slowly withdrew until only his fingertips remained.

“What a good boy,” Marik grinned.

The hikari moaned and bucked his hips against the fingertips. “Marik…..please…..”

“My boy is so polite,” Marik smiled as he gave Malik's shoulder a nibble.

The kneeling man gripped the sheets tighter and whimpered. “Please, Marik…..”

Marik grinned and squirted the citrus oil on his own hardness. The yami kneeled behind his husband and positioned himself at his husband's entrance.

Malik felt Marik lean over and kiss up his spine. A lick to the back of his neck and Malik felt Marik slip his arousal into him slowly.

The hikari's fingers gripped the sheets so tightly, his knuckles turned white. The knot in the pit of his stomach tightened and threatened to pull tighter as Marik's arousal pressed against his prostate.

“Marik….please move.”

Marik grinned and pulled out slowly, only to slip back into Malik deeply. “You feel good, baby….so tight.”

“You feel good too…..harder, Marik.”

“Do you think you can handle it?”

“Yes…..please!”

Marik moved within his husband harder, letting his hips slam against Malik's. The hikari's head dangled loosely as his husband pounded into his body harder. His hands gripped the sheets and his arousal dripped with a desire for release.

Malik backed against him hard. His body trembled as he pushed back against Marik every time with more force. A thin layer of sweat covered his back as Marik ran his hands over the tan skin.

“Malik……you're so ….beautiful.”

Malik lowered his head and moaned as he felt Marik pound into him with more fervor. A loud moan escaped him as he felt his husband lean over him and snake his hand underneath his body. Marik's long fingers wrapped around his arousal.

Malik grabbed the sheets as he felt the knot in his stomach tighten to the point of no return. He needed release.

“Marik….so close…..”

“Gods….I know….I can feel it….”
Malik straightened up his back and kissed his yami behind him. Marik's hand rose to rub his belly and returned back to his arousal.

“Give into it, Malik……Give in….”

Malik arched his back and leaned against his yami behind him. Malik whimpered and his body trembled.

“I'm coming,” he whimpered as his body released onto Marik's palm. Marik continued to pound into him as his release covered his palm.

The hikari kisses Marik. “Come, Marik……Give it all to me…..every last drop.”

Marik's hand rose to Malik's stomach and he continued to pound into him. The yami rubbed his stomach and entered his husband quickly.

“Let it go, baby…..let it go,” Malik moaned in Marik's ear and kissed it.

Marik buried himself in his lover and released hard, whimpering in Malik's ear. The hikari moaned as he felt the warm release inside him.

Marik's thrusting slowly stopped and Malik felt him go limp.

“Marik? You okay back there?”

Malik turned his head to see his yami blinking tiredly. “You okay, baby?”

Marik blinked. “What the hell happened?”

Malik laughed. “You came back from the hospital blooddrunk….you ate a sandwich and came up here to pound the hell out of me.”

Marik smiled and held his hikari against him. “Was it good?”

“It's always good,” Malik laughed.

Marik grinned and touched his Light's arousal again. “Good….So sexy…..” Marik kissed Malik's neck and growled into it.

Malik giggled. “Oh you…..”

Malik nuzzled back into Marik and heard a snore. “What? Did you fall asleep on me?”

He turned his head and found Marik's eyes closed and saw him sleeping on his shoulder, Marik's arousal still buried in him.

Malik kissed Marik's cheek and sighed. “You had a long day…..poor yami.”

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Bakura waited outside the room as Dr. Zira worked on his husband inside the room. He watched the doctors through the window and shifted his weight nervously from foot to foot.

`If anything happens to Ryou, I'll never forgive myself,' he thought. `I'm supposed to protect him…..'

//Hikari, can you hear me?//

/……………………../

`I can feel how tired he is. The strain of the final battle and worry over Aria and Aten must have taken its toll on his heart. I've felt his chest becoming tighter every day for the past week….I thought it was just anxiety. Ryou has been through so much these past months. It couldn't have been easy on him. Yami took a toll on him.' Bakura clenched his fists as he thought of Yami laying in a pool of his own blood at the park. `That bastard deserved more torture than he received….I should go back and make him suffer more. I should make him suffer the same way I suffered under his hand.'

Bakura's eyes continued to focus on his husband in the bed. `But I can't leave Ryou or Aria or Aten. The Ishtars went home….they're probably fucking each other's brains out, too…..while I'm stuck here…..bastards.'

Dr. Zira walked out of the room.

“Well? How is Ryou?”

“He's suffering from exhaustion, Bakura. His pulse is a little erratic, too. Has he been complaining of chest pains or has he had a hard time breathing?”

Bakura shook his head. “Not to my knowledge….and I feel everything he feels. I haven't sensed any kind of distress from him or anything.”

Dr. Zira scratched his head. “We'll do some tests, but he seems to be okay.”

“Hey, doc, can you do a blood test on him?”

“That's one of the tests I was planning to run. I want to make sure that Ryou's heart isn't becoming diseased. We have to watch him closely. If he's not monitored, he can easily get to the point of Aten's deterioration.”

Bakura crossed his arms and he narrowed his eyes. “Do you really think that is a possibility?”

“His father poisoned him with rat poison and insecticide. We cleared out his system, but poisons like that can have lasting effects…look at Aten. His heart was directly affected by those toxins. That's why Aten was born with a bad heart and that underdeveloped stomach. I was certain that I had cleared Ryou of those toxins, but I don't know to what extent the damage can continue.”

Bakura nodded and looked at Ryou again. “Dr. Zira, I also wish a pregnancy test done on Ryou.”

Dr. Zira blinked. “A pregnancy test?”

“Yes. I have reason to believe that Ryou is pregnant again.”

“Has he been throwing up?”

“Yes.”

“Does he have a slight fever?”

Bakura shrugged. “I don't know.”

“Have you had sex?”

Bakura shook his head. “Not that I remember.”

“If you didn't have sex, then he can't get pregnant.”

“Doctor, just run one. I want to make sure.”

Dr. Zira raised an eyebrow. “Did Marik have sex with him in the past few weeks?”

Bakura shrugged. “Once again, I don't know….but Marik did tell me that he caught Ryou with….an old family enemy….and he said that Ryou was pregnant.”

Dr.Zira leaned against the wall. “He didn't cheat on you?”

“It's a long story, doc. Can you do the pregnancy test?”

The old doctor removed his glasses. “What if he is pregnant, Bakura? ………..What do you want me to do?”

Bakura looked into the room again and saw Ryou's chest rising and falling with shallow breathing. “I have to consider Ryou's health. I don't know if Ryou could carry a baby to full term now.”

Dr. Zira chuckled. “Ryou's only 34 years old. He can carry a baby to full term still. He did it before.”

“His pregnancy was rough on him. That pregnancy almost killed him, remember? He nearly died giving birth to Aria and Aten. Another baby now would kill him for certain. I don't want to live without him, Dr. Zira. Besides, Aria just had her second child. We have two grandchildren now. I don't know if we could handle another baby.”

Dr. Zira laughed. “Bakura, you had two children, too, at one point.”

“Yes, but we were younger. I'm not ready for midnight and feedings at three in the morning. I'm not ready to handle a crying, wailing baby. I've just began to enjoy my afterlife again! No spit ups….no picking up baby vomit…no changing dirty diapers! Thank Ra for no more dirty diapers!!!! When Aria got potty trained, it was the happiest moment of my life because I didn't have to deal with baby shit anymore. I can't imagine doing all that again….wiping up baby drool…..I can't do that shit anymore.”

Dr. Zira smiled. “You were so happy when you brought Aria in for her checkups….I know you loved fatherhood, Bakura.”

“Some parts were okay….but I could do without my baby girl asking me for assistance to wipe her ass when she just learned potty training.”

The old doctor laughed. “We can do the test, Bakura. That's not a problem.”

Bakura sighed. “I'm not ready to be a father again…..and to be a father to the child of my enemy….I don't know if I can do that.”

The doctor nodded. “It's a tough decision, Bakura. Both you and Ryou should discuss this further if it comes out that he is, indeed, pregnant.”

Bakura stepped closer to the doctor. “Imagine the publicity if these tabloids find out that Ryou is pregnant. He's a man now. He won't have any woman parts. I thought he was changed back into a male by his mother's magic. I don't know how it is possible or how it could be possible….but Shadow Magic is something that is easily manipulated by people in higher places. Yami has access to magic that I do not. Only Magic and Yami can perform Royal Magic….I was never taught their magic….I was at the bottom of the lower class….a common thief.”

“I will check, but I didn't feel anything when I pressed on his abdomen.”

“Thank you, doctor. I appreciate it.”

“No problem, Bakura. He should be waking up soon. I'll get the tests and specimens and let you know what we find.”

Bakura nodded and watched the doctors in the room draw Ryou's blood. `Be strong, Ryou….'

Bakura watched Ryou's eyes open slowly. “Ryou?”

Ryou turned his head towards Bakura and reached out a hand. Bakura entered the room and approached the bed.

“Bakura, we're not done,” Zira said.

“My husband needs me,” he said taking Ryou's hand.

Ryou smiled and nuzzled Bakura's hand against his cheek.

“How are you feeling, baby?”

“Tired,” Ryou yawned.

“The doctors are going to run some tests. I also asked them to run a pregnancy test.”

Ryou raised an eyebrow and looked up at his husband. “Do you honestly think that Yami was telling the truth? That I am pregnant?”

“I don't want to leave anything to chance.”

The doctors placed electrodes on Ryou's chest and monitored his cardiac functions. After the blood was drawn and the data from the cardiac tests were gathered, the doctors left.

Bakura sat on the chair beside Ryou facing him. “What are we going to do if you are pregnant?”

Ryou shrugged. “I don't know….I don't know if I can carry now. After mom changed me back, I didn't have a womb anymore.”

“Yami could have always put one in there without your knowledge. Never underestimate Royal Magic.”

Ryou sighed. “You're right.”

Ryou was quiet as his hand moved to his stomach. “Bakura…..what are we going to do if I am going to have Yami's child?”

Bakura sat back in his chair. “Then I'm going out, robbing a liquor store, and getting drunk off my ass.”

Ryou groaned. “Yami, I'm trying to be serious! What are we going to do if I'm pregnant again?”

“Then we adapt…..like we adapted when Aten and Aria were born.”

Bakura leaned over and caressed Ryou's hair. “Do you feel any different?”

Ryou shook his head. “Not really….Then again…I don't know. It's hard to say.”

The yami leaned over and kissed Ryou's lips softly. “I love you, Ryou. No matter what happens, we'll find a way to work through it.”

Ryou nodded and hugged Bakura. “I'm afraid.”

Bakura hugged Ryou tightly. “I know, angel…..I know.”

Bakura and Ryou waited in the room for hours. Bakura alternated between pacing and holding Ryou's hand supportively. Finally a few hours later, the door opened and Zira stepped through with a grim look on his face.

“Bakura? Ryou? We have the results of the pregnancy test---.”

 

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