Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Baby of Mine ❯ Make Me Yours ( Chapter 5 )

WARNING: LEMON AT THE LAST HALF OF THIS CHAPPIE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LEMON THIS CHAPPIE!!!!!!

(THE LEMON IS IN THIS CHAPTER SEPARATED BY *****************)

Tiamat: You make a good case. In fact, you aren't the first to suggest this, so I am going to go through my reviews and tally who wants what. When you put it that way, I can see that. However, wouldn't Malik feel the same way? Someone is going to be left out of the loop somewhere either Malik or Marik, but their dispute is finished after this. Even if Marik isn't the father, He still loves Malik.

Angelic Mouse girl: I think this lemon will be fun. Grab your tissues…emotion ahead.

Ryou'sMisstress265: I'm glad you like. You didn't offend me, so don't worry.

AMT: We love foursomes and tell Marik we love him, too.

Mystical Elf78: You know, I keep hearing that song "Nothing can keep me from you" and at first I didn't like it, but it's starting to grow on me.

Negacat: I wrote that chappie in two versions, and both Marik pinned Malik to the bed. That was the least harsh of the two, the other was going to be a lemon scene, but I didn't want two lemons scenes too close together.

Gralnak: I loved that chappie,too. Even when Marik pins him to the bed. It showed how dominant he really is and how their relationship differs with Bakrua and Ryou.

Mononoke: Sorry for any confusion. We won't have any more of the "I love you" "I hate you" things. I'm through with that. I think I was trying to work out their dynamics of their relationships and got carried away.

Ssjgodesschico: Foursomes, baby. Gotta love them.

Ryuuka: Yes, he'll love his kids as will all of them. If Ryou changes during a lemon scene, that may be hard. Someone would notice…something…is missing. Though that would be funny.

Dragondreamer: He he…I'll get you an industrial size later.

//…..//- hikari to yami through mindlink

\\…..\\-yami to hikari though mindlink

Make Me Yours

Malik stirred the sauce still sniffling. He closed his eyes replaying Marik pinning him to the bed in his mind. He knew Marik was sorry for what he did and it was rare that Marik ever hurt him. Behind him, Ryou poured a glass of milk and continued to chop the lettuce for the salad. Ryou heard Malik whimper and put down the knife. He walked up to Malik.

"Do you want me to continue this? I can finish this if you want to sit down." Ryou wiped away a tear on Malik's cheek. "Don't be angry about this afternoon. Marik was just angry. I talked to him and told him that Bakura is the most important person in my life. I love you, too, Malik, but Bakura is my lover. It's not right if you both fight like this. This is not a good way to live."

Malik nodded. "I just can't believe he pinned me like that. I thought he was gonna knock me senseless."

Ryou wrapped his arms around Malik. "Now that I'm back home we should spend time with our yamis. Marik and you need to rekindle that spark of romance in your lives. You have to rebuild trust in each other."

"How can we?"

"Bakura and I have found a way to do that. Upstairs, I put new cherry candles beside the bed and the flowers I got from Bakura make the room smell really nice." Ryou glanced out to the living room where Marik and Bakura were sitting quietly. Ryou returned to Malik. "Tonight, Bakura is going to bring Marik upstairs. After we are done cleaning up here, we'll get clean and Bakura's going to lead Marik to my room. There, you'll have to make your move on your yami. You will have Marik all to yourself tonight."

Malik shuddered. "He always makes me be underneath. I don't want to be pinned again."

"He won't. The yamis are ours tonight. They belong to us," Ryou said smiling tasting the sauce. "Besides, Bakura used to do worse to me than pin me down. But Bakura and I have learned to trust each other. Now we couldn't be happier together. Trust isn't won overnight, but we can certainly try to lead you into the right direction." Ryou hugged the other hikari again. "Cheer up, Malik. By the end of tonight, Marik and you will be back to normal. Trust me."

During dinner, Bakura tried to initiate conversation with Malik and Marik, but neither one of them even made eye contact with each other. He knew Marik felt guilty about pinning his hikari down, but he was so angry, he wasn't thinking clearly. Even Ryou tried to get them to talk, but neither one of them even looked up from their plate. Ryou talked to Bakura through their mindlink.

// This is worse than I thought, Bakura. //

\\ You may be right, Ryou. I'll distract Marik down here while you go upstairs with Malik. \\

Ryou smiled at Bakura and brought his hand under the table to grab his yami's hand.

Ryou's POV

After cleaning up dinner, I took Malik upstairs with me. Bakura distracted Marik by taking him in the backyard. Malik stared at my bed. I couldn't blame him for feeling a little intimidated. Yes, Marik said he was sorry, but maybe Malik was feeling inadequate, too. During dinner they didn't even speak and that was unusual for them. I reached into my side table and brought out a bottle of magnolia scented oil. I opened the cap and its sweet scent filled the room. I put some on Malik's hands so he could smell it.

"See? That smells good, doesn't it?"

Malik smelled it and smiled. "Nice selection."

"Tonight, we're going to give our yamis a sensual massage. You'll have Marik melting through your fingers."

"Certain?"

I nodded at him and pulled him into the bathroom. We both brushed our teeth and I wet my hair a little. When my hair is wet, my Bakura finds me very seductive. He loves how it hangs around my shoulders and how it drips onto him. I put on some nice cologne and I noticed Malik didn't have anything to spray on him, so I gave him a new bottle of something I have never used. It smelled really good on him. I changed into another long shirt and removed the rest of my clothing. I knew what my yami liked.

We returned to the bedroom and I placed some flower petals on the bed. I kept only the light on in the corner to make our room more romantic. Marik wouldn't be the only one melting tonight.

// All clear, yami. Bring Marik upstairs to our room! //

\\ What are you wearing tonight? \\

// Wouldn't you like to know? //

\\ Tease. \\

We heard our yamis climb the steps and Malik turned to me quickly.

"You can do this, Malik. Stick with Marik tonight. I will handle Bakura."

With every step, they climbed, my heart beat furiously. I ran to my table and quickly took one of my pills knowing this would cause my heart to beat quickly. I wouldn't mind, though. This was for Bakura as much as for Malik.

Malik and I heard the door open and Bakura pull Marik into the room. Our yamis looked in disbelief at our dark room, scented with cherries and flowers. My flower petals covered the bed and they both gasped. We took our respective yami's hand and shut the door.

I pulled Bakura close to me and wrapped my arms around his shoulders.

"So this is what you're wearing," he smiled down at me and grabbing my hips pulling me close to him. My yami's kiss was gentle and I was happy beside my lover and my husband. All mine. My love's hands ran through my hair rubbing his hand along the back of my head. We both turned to see if our plan had worked with Malik and Marik.

Malik fell to his knees in front of his yami's waist. "I'll make it up to you, Marik. I promise," Malik cried kissing Marik's stomach.

"What's all this about?" he asked.

"Tonight, Malik is going to give you a massage. Bakura will get one, too," I said.

Malik looked up at his yami and came to his feet. "I want to show you how much I love you, yami. Please give me a chance."

I brought Bakura to my side of the bed and I removed my yami's shirt. My yami brought his hand under my shirt and rubbed my chest lightly. I knew he was concerned about me, but I whispered in his ear, "I'll be Ok, yami."

He brought his lips and brushed them against my ear lightly. I love my yami. His warm breath caressed my ear, "I love you, my angel."

I struggled to open my eyes to see Malik kissing his yami deeply. Malik was beginning to relax as much as his yami. That was an encouraging sign.

Malik's POV

I kissed my yami wanting to savor each inch of him. It was strange that my yami's arms were wrapped around me gently. Bakura began to moan on the other side of the bed as he delighted in Ryou. My yami began to whimper as my hand roamed up his shirt felling his tanned skin. I saw Ryou push Bakura onto the bed. To my amazement, Marik didn't struggle with me as I pushed him on the bed. Ryou and I kneeled before our yamis and continued to kiss them, laying our bodies over them. Wanting to show my yami how much I loved him, I opened our mindlink and his eyes shot wide open. Very rarely did we speak through our mindlink.

// I love you, yami! Can't you see that you are the only one for me? I am yours and nothing will change that. The love I have for you runs deep. When I'm near you, I am complete. Without you, I am nothing. //

\\ Malik…..\\

// You can't have light without darkness, good without evil, pain without joy. You are my joy, my darker side. I know how you feel and I can read your thoughts and they are a part of me as much as they are a part of you. //

Marik was looking straight into my confessional soul. He was searching my eyes, probing our memories: the sunrises, our games, our joys. I brought my hand to his cheek and stroked it softly.

// I can't forget the times you kissed my cheek, how your lips drifted over my own. With every embrace, you take my breath away. //

My yami shed a tear. This is what he needed: an affirmation of our love. I brought his hand to my chest.

// This beats only for you, Marik. // I found myself crying now. //There has never been room for anyone other than you. With every beat of my heart, every pulse of my soul, with every inch of my being, I would do anything to be beside you. And with my dying breath, the last words on my lips will be, "I love you, Marik. //

My poor yami sobbed into my shoulder. Both of us ignored Bakura and Ryou who stopped their motions to watch us. Marik whimpered into me.

"I'm sorry for pinning you to the bed. I never mean to hurt you. I love you, Malik. Dear, Ra. I love you."

"Don't cry, Marik. Please."

Marik gradually stopped crying and I kissed him again.

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Malik's POV

I was surprised to find Marik's hand on the button of my jeans. He tugged almost impatiently at it. My hands floated to his own never breaking the penetrating gaze on each other. Beside us, Ryou tugged on Bakura's pants as he yami raised his hips. Bakura removed Ryou's shirt and now there was no clothing between them. Ryou laid on his yami again nuzzling his cheek into his yami's chest. They looked so happy together. They were so involved in each other, the world could have ended and neither one would notice.

I turned my attention to Marik who had finally pulled down my clothing and began to massage what my clothing had hidden. Tried to contain myself as I freed Marik's body from its covering and tossed the garment on the floor. Ryou looked over at me and handed me the bottle of massage oil. I squeezed some slowly onto my hands watching it splatter. Marik and Bakura both fell onto their backs. Ryou and I rubbed both of our hands together to warm up the oil. Bakura slid closer to Ryou, his body almost twitching in anticipation. I began to massage my yami's shoulders. As I did, I could feel him breaking down the mental barriers against me.

"Malik, that feels good," he moaned under my touch. The oil slowly disappeared into his skin giving him almost a shiny look. Ryou also started at Bakura's shoulders, his yami moving his hips rubbing against Ryou. I felt Marik do the same with me. His hips moved against me slowly. I put more oil on my hands and rubbed his smooth chest.

A laugh escaped Bakura as Ryou playfully squeezed the oil on Bakura's chest and belly suggestively.

I leaned down and took my yami's nipple sucking and licking it making him arch and writhe under me. His hands clung to my hair as I assaulted his skin continuing to rub the oil into his other chest and shoulder. My Marik began to moan louder and I felt his body reacting to my faint thrusting against his hips.

// I love every inch of you, Marik. //

\\ Malik, I want to be yours. Please. Make me yours. \\

My yami smiled at me and kissed my hair. He has always been mine. I captured his lips as I continued to massage him. Marik sat up and he grabbed he oil. He began to rub the oil on my shoulders and chest. The warm oil was soothing and comforting. Pulling away from him caused him to groan with disappointment. Covering my hands again, I took his growing excitement into my hands gently caressing it and coating it thoroughly. Marik began to arch his back and squirm begging for me to continue. I laughed to see Marik's face gleam with sweat and his hips life off the bed into my hands instinctively. Once everything was coated, I straddled his hips. Once again, he raised his hips trying to find a way to make us come together. I kissed my lover's lips and I sat back on Marik. Marik shifted his hips and I could feel the oil I coated him with warm me inside. I heaved a breath.

Beside us, Bakura was sitting up as well as Ryou was massaging Bakura intimately, both of them sucking in air quickly.

Marik wrapped one arm around my back and supported himself on his other arm. He brought his lips to my chest and pulled me closer. My hands rubbed the oil into his belly as I moved into my yami rocking my hips on him. Knowing he was moving with me, I brought my lips to his ear.

"I want to hear you say you love me. Tell me you love me." Marik always ordered me in bed during our lovemaking. I wanted to do the same to him if only for one time.

"I love you, Malik," he panted as he shifted connecting us more. Marik took my hand and made me squeeze some on his hands. As I moved against him, my body bringing him deeper, he took my neglected body in his hands and stroked me softly.

"Give in to me, Marik. Give in."

I couldn't help moving into his hands as he moved up into me. Both of us began to whimper as he buried ourselves into each other's motions.

Bakura was already desperately moving into Ryou's hands as we heard the cries of "Don't stop" and "I love you, Bakura." We saw Bakura clench his teeth as Ryou kissed his forehead. Bakura whined and arched his back forward with one final whimper. After an extended whimper, he brought his arms around Ryou.

I could feel Marik coming closer to his climax. As I rubbed his belly I could feel his body shaking and trembling with every thrust into my body. Marik leaned back slightly and threw back his head as he panted moving more quickly. I leaned into my yami meeting him as I bring his lips to mine. I wanted to wait before I gave into my desires. Ryou was right, my yami was melting between my fingers. Marik's hands both came to my hips as he pulled me onto him. Soon I was keenly aware of something other than oil inside me. My yami had given into me.

Marik and Bakura fell on their backs again. I leaned to my yami and whispered, "I am yours."

Ryou's POV

I saw Malik fall on Marik both of them panting heavily. Marik slowly stopped moving and ran his fingers through Malik's hair. Both of them were smiling.

"I love you, Bakura. I told you this would work," I whispered claiming his neck and lapping at it playfully. I slowly coated myself with the oil and heard Bakura gasp as I slowly entered him As I pressed against him, he threw his head back. Beside us, Malik was copying my movements. Malik kissed his yami as he entered him. When both of us were connected to our yamis, we stayed still wanting for their bodies to adjust. It took everything Malik and I had to stay still for a moment before moving. Our yamis sucked in a breath as we curled ourselves into them. Bakura grabbed my hips and wrapped his legs around me. He brought me in deeper as I felt myself almost lose myself in passion. I loved my yami so much, it was all-enveloping, all-encompassing. To be with Bakura this way was a way to solidify our commitment to each other.

Marik was encouraging Malik as Bakura did the same to me. We stroked them with our movements and both became breathless. My body could not take the stress of loving my yami for too long. I began to tire. My body had enough. I tensed unable to stop myself and I collapsed on my yami half asleep. Bakura held me closely as I panted for breath. Bakura put a hand to my chest.

"Ryou, are you alright?"

"I'm fine…..yami…Let me…catch…..my breath."

I panted as I heard Malik moving quickly making his yami scream. Malik crashed on his yami whimpering into Marik's chest. Malik grunted and gave a quiet whimper finally laying still. Both of us turned our heads to face the other. Malik smiled at me and mouthed a silent "Thank You." Marik smiled running his hand through Malik's hair.

Raising my head to Bakura, he looked concerned as he felt my pulse race. I panted and heaved as a drop of sweat slid down my face to fall on him. Bakrua rubbed my forehead brushing my hair behind my ears.

"Just relax, Ryou. Breathe."

"I will. Do you feel better, Bakura?"

Bakura nodded and turned to Marik, his chest heaving and his face wincing as Malik pulled out of him.

Malik curled up beside Marik. The yami kissed his hikari's forehead. Both of them looked finally content.

I removed myself from my yami and laid beside him putting my head on his chest and draping my arm over him before falling asleep with the love my life holding me close.

Next Chappie: Ryou gets a letter ordering him to appear in court. He must testify against the father who tried to kill him.

REVIEWER POLL: I NEED YOU GUYS TO VOTE ON A FUTURE THREESOME: MALIK X BAKURA X RYOU, MARIK X BAKURA X RYOU. LET ME LET YOU GUYS KNOW THAT THIS DECISION DETERMINES WHERE THIS STORY ENDS UP GOING-ESPECIALLY AFTER RYOU GETS CHANGED INTO A GIRL…..(you do know what I am talking about, right? coughseconddaddycough