Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Hostile Takeover ❯ Sticky Sweet ( Chapter 19 )

WARNING: RYOU X BAKURA LEMON IN THIS CHAPPIE!! AND MALIK/MARIK LIME (that lime was hard to write…personal experience…the basis of good literature) !!!!! ALSO AUTO-EROTICISM (MASTURBATION) WARNING! BLOODLUST!!!

IYYASHI: Malik's punishment hasn't even began yet! Chappie 25 is his REAL punishment.

Dragondreamer: Aku: >< Aten and Robbie: *chibi squeal*

Ryou's Mistress: I know…poor Malik. At least he was able to fight off Aku.

Shadow of Light: Yeah, Aku is evil. He's the best baddie I've had..next to Steven.

Marik Ishtar: Anzu is anyone's weakness. I can't help but bash her. In any case, Anzu isn't what gets rid of Aku.

Lady Elfskye: Aten and Robbie continue to be sweet with each other throughout their lives.

bakachibi voidfox: OO…..*squishes Bakura plushie insanely* I LOVE BAKURA PLUSHIES!

Malik Lover and Anzu Basher: I actually had a hard time with that one, though, it was harder with this chappie.

Valea: Gods…you are so cute!!!!!!!!!!!!! *Squishes Valea*

LAST WARNING: LEMON AND LIME IN THIS CHAPPIE!!!!!!!!! MASTURBATION WARNING, TOO, GUYS!

Sticky Sweet

Ryou cuddled up beside Bakura on the couch. The yami had his arm wrapped around his hikari's shoulders with a contented grin on his face. Aria was not too happy about being sent to bed early, but, Bakura was strict about such matters. His word was gospel when it came to his daughter.

Ryou put a Cheddar and Sour Cream potato chip in his mouth and sighed happily. Marik looked over at Malik sitting on the single chair beside the couch.

The yami saw the empty space beside him and sighed in disappointment. He asked Malik if he would like to sit beside him, but Malik only rolled his eyes and snorted in disgust.

It came time for Ryou and Bakura to go to bed. The couple kissed their friends goodnight. They cleaned up for bed and Ryou snapped his fingers.

"I forgot something downstairs, yami! I'll be right back!" Ryou ran downstairs.

The white-haired boy came running out of the kitchen with a bottle of Hershey's chocolate sauce. (No, I don't own that either…wish I did...endless supply of Hershey Almond Bars…*drools*)

Marik sighed as Ryou gave him one last kiss before running upstairs with a mischievous chibi giggle.

Malik sat beside Marik with a mischievous grin of his own. Marik stood up to avoid his hikari, but Malik joined him.

Malik took Marik and turned him around to face him. Malik's hands pulled Marik's hips towards him and kneaded his tight buttocks.

"I've wanted to do this for a long time, yami. The time has finally come for us to be alone like this."

Marik stood frozen as Malik pressed up against Marik and began to unfasten the top button of his pants. The hikari took his yami's wrist and made Marik stroke him through the material before eventually dipping beneath the fabric. Marik's heart leapt into his throat as he felt his hikari's manhood harden. He tried pulling his hand away from the hikari, but the hikari tightened his grip.

"Do you know what to do with that, yami?"

Marik's bottom lip trembled and he tried to yank his hand back. The hikari let out a moan as he began thrusting into the unwilling grip.

"Malik, I really do not want to do this. I really have to go to bed."

Malik pulled Marik over to the couch by his wrist. Malik sat down and pulled the yami down on the couch. The blond hikari freed his sex from its confines. The hikari continued to stroke himself as Marik watched nervously. What Malik said in the garden had hurt him and his dignity. He was not ready for this yet.

'I do love you, Marik…but only for the sex' rang through his ear.

Malik waved his manhood in front of Marik suggestively. "You DO know what to do with this, don't you?"

Marik shook his head. "I don't want to, hikari."

The yami suddenly found himself pinned against the couch, his hikari's body pressing him, trapping him, pinning him against the couch. The hikari gripped onto the yami's wrists tightly. Escape was impossible.

"I know you want this, yami. You've been asking for this for a long time."

Marik looked down and saw the erect sex pressing between his legs. The hikari began grinding into the protesting yami.

"You want me, don't you, yami? You want to do this. You want me to do this to you, don't you?"

Marik shook his head in protest. "No, I don't, hikari! Get off of me!"

Malik stood up and smiled seductively at his yami. "My offer still stands. I know you wanted me."

Malik disappeared into the kitchen. Marik bit his lip to prevent himself from crying. He ran upstairs into the bathroom. He washed his face, wrists, hands, and arms thoroughly. Marik felt so dirty. He couldn't come clean. Marik jumped in the shower quickly, trying to rid himself of the shame, the violation, and the dirt. He just couldn't come clean.

So dirty…..so dirty……………

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Malik stood in the kitchen sifting through the knife drawer.

//Did you enjoy watching your yami get assaulted, my dear puppet?//

[I hate you.]

//Oh come now. It's not nice to hate. Besides, I have something special for him.//

[Don't make me hurt Marik anymore!]

//Well, my pet, when you are free of me, you won't remember anything unless I let you. That should make you feel better.//

Malik pulled out a large steak knife. "Perfect."

[What are you going to do with that?]

Malik turned on the flame on the stove.

//You'll see.//

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Bakura saw Ryou shut the door with a wicked little grin on his face. Bakura put his hands behind his head and grinned at his hikari.

"I worry when you look at me like that. What's up your sleeve?"

Ryou revealed the bottle of Hershey's Chocolate Syrup and Bakura started to laugh.

"Ok, now I'm worried," he giggled.

Ryou walkedinnocently to Bakura's side of the bed and removed two pairs of handcuffs. Ryou casually took Bakura's right wrist and handcuffed him to the bed. He walked around to the other side of the bed and handcuffed his left wrist. Ryou put down the bottle of syrup and removed the covers from Bakura's naked body.

Ryou stood at the foot of the bed and unbuttoned the first button on his shirt seductively.

"Would you like to really see what's up my sleeve…or would you rather see what's down my pants?" (I know…I couldn't resist a bad joke here.)

Bakura raised an eyebrow as Ryou opened the second button. His hikari turned around and swayed his hips, making sure to turn to his yami and suggestively lick his lips. The yami shifted uncomfortably in the bed. Ryou unbuttoned the third button on his shirt and turned around pulling open he material to show Bakura his bare chest. Ryou's arms raised above his head as he swayed his hips front to back, suggestively thrusting into the air.

Bakura gave a little moan and gripped on the cold metal confining him to the bed. "Ryou…gods…so hot."

Ryou unbuttoned his fourth button and slid a hand into his shirt. He threw his head back sucking in air through clenched teeth. "Gods...yami…I want you…so bad."

Bakura spread his legs open further, shifting uncomfortably.

"Ryou…..love you."

Ryou unbuttoned the fifth and last button and turned his back, and peeled the material off of him and letting it fall to the floor.

Ryou turned his head back to Bakura, his arousal already becoming evident. Ryou crossed his arms and turned to his yami.

The hikari moved his fingers and his hands all around his chest and abdomen. Bakura's face dripped with sweat as Ryou moved beside him, playing with his nipples. The hikari gave a moan as his yami threw his head back, indulging in the sounds of pleasure.

"Ryou….please……"

Ryou unbuttoned his pants and slowly pulled the zipper down. He turned around and pulled the material down. As he did this, his buttocks almost came in contact with Bakura's lips, but Ryou straightened before Bakura could kiss him.

"Ryou…..need you."

The hikari turned around and stood naked in front of his yami. Ryou wrapped his hand around himself and caressed his sex gently.

"Ryou…are you going to touch yourself all night?"

The hikari grinned. "No, but I was just enjoying myself."

"Yeah, I can see that, hikari."

Ryou looked down at Bakura's arousal, seeping and weeping crystal-clear fluid. "I can you see you are enjoying yourself, yami."

The hikari threw his head back as he pumped himself harder, thrusting faster into his own grip.

Bakura raised his hips into nothingness, his body aching for physical contact.

The hikari's body flushed red as his body became bathed in sweat. Bakura let out a moan as the first evidence of Ryou's release glistened.

Ryou panted heavily as his body shuddered with unrequited passion. A whimper of lustful need tore from his throat.

"That's it, baby………Come for yourself, Ryou."

A drop of sweat fell off of Ryou's chin and landed on his chest, coasting down his shuddering, desperate body.

"Come for yourself, baby. Make yourself come. Take your pleasure."

Ryou threw his head back and screamed his release as it coated Bakura's belly and chest. The sticky, white fluid pooled around Bakura's skin sending the yami moaning and whimpering.

Ryou's body shuddered one last time before relaxing.

Bakura continued to try to brush against something. Ryou walked over to the chocolate syrup and opened the cap.

"What are you doing with-AH!"

Bakura was suddenly caught off by chocolate sauce being squeezed over his belly and chest where Ryou's release still pooled. Ryou settled himself between Bakura's legs and began licking the white and chocolate mixture off of Bakura's abdomen. Bakura watched as Ryou held eye contact as his tongue licked clean the warm, white skin.

Ryou dipped his tongue into Bakura's navel, licking and sucking at the orifice, determined to clean Bakura thoroughly of his release. The hikari traveled up Bakura's left side, sucking the liquid off of Bakura's skin. Ryou cleaned up to Bakura's nipples and began suckling off of them gently. Ryou moaned as he cleaned Bakura's right nipple clean of fluid. Sweet and bitter mixed on the hardened flesh beneath his lips.

Bakura moaned again as he felt Ryou's erection appear once more.

A moist tongue swept up the middle of Bakura's chest and settled above his heart.

Ryou looked up at his yami's brown eyes. Their eyes locked and trapped each other in their passion. "I love you, my love."

Bakura gasped. The mindlink was being flooded with how deeply Ryou loved him. "By beautiful husband……..I love you so much."

Ryou leaned up and kissed his yami's lips, sharing the mixture of flavors. Bakura wrapped his tongue around Ryou's savoring the bitterness of Ryou's release and the sweet chocolate.

Ryou quietly placed chocolate sauce on his fingers and poked a digit at Bakura's entrance.

Ryou slipped a chocolate-covered finger into Bakura, preparing him.

"Ryou….tell me…you're using….."

Ryou smiled. "I'm using the chocolate sauce. Something different."

Ryou added a second finger as Bakura raised his hips allowing the digits to disappear into him deeper. Ryou's digits brushed against Bakura's prostate, making the yami grind against Ryou.

"Hikari….my love…..take me…I can't last."

Ryou leaned up and coated his erection with more chocolate and positioned himself at Bakura's entrance. Ryou pressed in slowly, feeling the chocolate sauce ease his entrance into his yami. The yami's inner walls expanded to adjust to Ryou's chocolate erection. (Sounds like a good yaoi fic title, huh?) Ryou slid inside Bakura's warmth until he completely filled his yami.

Bakura wrapped his legs around Ryou's hip to draw him in closer. Ryou stroked Bakura's face gently.

"Love, I want to touch you."

Ryou leaned over and grabbed the keys for the handcuffs. He released the metal which bound his yami and dropped the cuffs on the floor. Bakura's hands gripped Ryou's arms and slowly raised to Ryou's shoulders. A light hand caressed Ryou's cheek and another pressed against Ryou's chest.

Ryou slowly began to move out and back into Bakura slowly. Bakura groaned as Ryou slid into him again, brushing Bakura's inner walls.

Ryou leaned down to kiss the flesh over Bakura's heart.

"I love my yami."

Bakura wrapped his arms around Ryou and held him close. "My angel."

The yami squinted his eyes and let out a low scream as Ryou jabbed his prostate.

"Ryou…please….I want to come for you. I want you."

Ryou moved faster, filling his yami at a faster pace, plunging deep inside to jab him.

Ryou grabbed Bakura's manhood and stroked him. Bakura arched his back and his body spasmed, emptying himself of his white, hot seed between them. Ryou let out a loud moan as his body filled his yami with his essence.

Ryou smiled as his yami laid back on the bed panting heavily, his body quivering with the last shudders of orgasm.

Ryou took more syrup and spread it over his yami's body again, tasting Bakura's essence. When he was finished cleaning off his yami, he rolled on his back. Bakura turned on his side and crawled on top of Ryou.

Bakura grabbed the bottle of chocolate. "Mmmm…chocolate-covered Ryou……."

Bakura squeezed the bottle of chocolate over Ryou's belly and his chest. He lapped at it, tasting his own release on his lover's skin.

Ryou fisted his fingers through Bakura's hair, letting the angelic locks run through his fingers. Bakura lifted his head and looked into Ryou's eyes.

"Ryou….can I make love to you? Please….I need to feel you."

Ryou nodded and stroked Bakura's face. "I need you to make love to me, Bakura. Please?"

Bakura covered his fingers in chocolate and slowly pressed them into Ryou's body, rubbing him and coating him inside with the chocolate. Bakura slipped another finger into his lover as he kissed the scar on Ryou's belly.

Bakura removed his fingers and positioned himself between Ryou's legs. He claimed Ryou's mouth as he filled his lover Ryou kissed Bakura's neck and rubbed Bakura's back.

"Ryou," the yami whispered in his ear. "My Beautiful Light. My angel Ryou."

The hikari tilted his head back as Bakura licked along his pulse point and his collarbone. Bakura's hand stroked Ryou's side, feeling every muscle twitch. Ryou thrust up to meet his yami. Ryou's breathing hastened as Bakura pressed his hear against Ryou's chest.

Ryou grabbed Bakura's face and kissed him as Ryou's body was wracked with another orgasm. Bakura grunted as his own orgasm hit him, spilling himself into the body beneath him.

Bakura collapsed on top of Ryou, listening for the heartbeat.

Ryou's body quivered under his yami, his heart slowly reaching for his chest. "Yami…..heart."

Bakura reached over to Ryou's table and grabbed the heart medication.

Bakura rolled off of Ryou and handed the boy his medication. Ryou grabbed the water bottle beside the bed and ingested the pill quickly. Bakura pulled Ryou close to him, letting Ryou's head rest against his chest, acutely aware of the need to shower.

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Malik held the blade to the fire with a grin.

[What are you doing?]

//I'm getting rid of any evidence that you loved your yami. You don't need him. You have me now.//

[I need my yami! I love him!]

Malik grinned as he pulled the red-hot metal from the fire.

//You certainly don't need this anymore!//

Malik pressed the hot metal to his wrist where the wedding tattoo was placed. In his hidden room, Malik screamed out in agony holding his right wrist. Aku smiled as he bathed in the physical and mental pain he was giving to Malik in his hidden prison within his mind. Malik felt a warm trickle down his throat as he screamed in his room. His throat was torn with his violent screams.

Marik remained quiet in the kitchen as the scent of flesh being cooked filled the kitchen. The scent of burning flesh and blood began to fill the downstairs. Malik's flesh turned black and bloody as he removed the hot metal from his arm. He smiled at it casually and threw the knife into the kitchen sink.

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Bakura's eyes shot open as the scent of blood filled his senses. It wasn't just any type of blood.

It was mortal blood.

Bakura began to sweat and pant heavily as he looked beside him. Neither he nor Ryou had a chance to clean up after making love.

Mortal blood…..the sweetest of all.

Bakura began to open and close his fists as he held Ryou. He looked at Ryou side-ways, the blood filling his senses.

Suddenly, images of Ryou writhing underneath him begging for mercy began to attract him. He wanted to throw Ryou down on the bed and take him for all he was worth. But that wasn't what he wanted to do first. First, he wanted to kick Ryou out of bed and beat him mercilessly. Bakura licked his lips as he remembered the taste of Ryou's blood on his lips. So sweet.

Bakura looked at Ryou's ribs and wondered what sweet sounds would escape his throat if he broke every single rib…or what a beautiful sound his neck would give if it was snapped and broken.

Ryou looked up at Bakura, sensing he was getting disturbed. "Yami??"

"Ryou. Go to the kids' room and lock the door."

Ryou saw Bakura's canines flashing and heard Bakura growling. "What's wrong?"

Bakura looked down at Ryou, a wild look in his brown eyes. "I….smell……mortal blood."

Ryou stood up and grabbed his bathrobe. "I hope the kids' are ok!"

Bakura jumped out of bed, his hands fisting the sheets, his body bent in half, and growling. "It's closer…..the smell is coming closer! Ryou….get out."

The sound of someone slowly climbing the steps made Bakura growl louder.

Bakura fisted the sheets deeper, knowing he would rather fist the sheets than place a violent hand on Ryou. Bakura squinted his eyes.

"It's getting closer……Ryou……get…out."

Ryou reached for the Ring, but Bakura leaped over the bed and grabbed Ryou's wrist tightly.

Ryou's eyes widened in horror.

Bakura narrowed his eyes, drooling from the mouth, his hand trembling. "Leave it with me…..I can get to you with the Ring."

Ryou ripped his hand away. "Yami?"

Bakura growled deep in his throat and his eyes began to glow red. "Get……out."

Ryou ran for the door of the bedroom and ran into the kids' room. He locked the door from the inside.

He peered under the door and saw Bakura emerge from the bedroom. His lip was covered in blood, his hair spikier than ever. The edges of his hair were razor-sharp and his entire body trembled with bloodlust. He seethed and growled, red-stained drool dripping down his chin.

He stopped in front of Malik and Marik's room clenching his fists. Marik's room was the source of the blood.

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Marik was woken by the scent of burned flesh and blood. Marik opened his eyes and turned on his bedside lamp. Malik was sitting next to him peeling off the skin.

Marik jumped up. "MALIK ISHTAR! What did you do to yourself?"

Malik revealed his burned wrist. "I burned off our wedding tattoo."

"But, why?"

"Our wedding never meant much to me anyway. It was just an excuse to get into your pants…just like everything else I ever did for you."

Marik moved around the bed to Malik. "How can you say that? Don't you love me anymore?"

"Love?!" Malik broke out into laughter. "I don't love you! I never did! How could I love you after all you did to me?! I WILL NEVER LOVE YOU, YOU SADO-MASACHISTIC, JOB-LOSING, WORTHLESS, GOOD-FOR-NOTHING, GOOD-FOR-NO-ONE FREAK!"

In his bedroom, Aten's eyes shot wide open and he began to shiver.

Malik held up his injured arm. "This wedding meant nothing to me at all! Just like I never meant anything to you! I'm nothing but a fuck toy for you!"

Marik narrowed his eyes, his hair becoming spiky, and his fists began to clench. The scent of Malik's blood invaded his senses. "I always loved you!"

Malik's eyes slowly lit up until he dropped to his knees in agony. Malik clutched his wrist sobbing and crying out in agony.

Marik growled as he approached his hikari.

"Yami?" Malik whimpered as Marik approached him.

Bakura burst through the door loudly, eliciting a scream from the childrens' room. Bakura's hair was spiky, chocolate and white fluid still coating his chest.

Bakura's arms were trembling and Bakura's lip was bleeding. The white-haired yami's eyes fell on Malik and his black, seeping wound.

Bakura advanced on Malik licking his lips hungrily. The blond yami stepped in his path.

"Hikari Ishtar…." Bakura growled.

"This is my hikari, Yami Bakura. I will deal with him," Marik growled revealing his canines, his blond hair growing spiky and twitching at the other yami.

"His blood…….mortal blood……."

Bakura darted around Marik and sunk his teeth into Malik's wrist with the blood.

Malik let out a scream of pain as Marik pounced on Bakura.

The Sennen Eye on both boys appeared on their foreheads.

Marik growled licking his lips looking at the bare neck of his former lover. Marik growled and sunk his teeth in deeply into Bakura's neck, drawing blood.

Bakura released Malik and grabbed Marik's leg. He yanked it, twisted it, and Marik fell to the ground with a yelp.

Bakura covered Marik with his body and dug his fingers into Marik's shoulders. "I want to see you writhe beneath me, Ishtar!" Bakura growled.

Marik took Bakura's hair and yanked back. "I'm not bottoming to you, Itemri!"

Marik raked his nails across Bakura's chest making Bakura fall on his side. The blond pinned Bakura to the floor with his body and Bakura kicked Marik over his head. Marik landed with a loud crash against the banister in the hallway.

Ryou gasped as he saw both yamis fighting. Bakura and Marik were both erect, indicating that the scent of the blood was causing them erotic pleasure.

Ryou cradled Aten against his body trembling. "It's ok, baby boy. Mommy's here."

Ryou heard a choked scream and saw Marik on top of Bakura. Marik bit down on Bakura's windpipe and thrust into him, unable to curb the feeling of raw lust that accompanied the smell of mortal blood. Marik effectively eliminated Bakura's ability to breathe as he entered him. He clenched his teeth around the windpipe and began sucking on the wound. Bakura growled and sunk his fingers into Marik's hair pulling violently.

Bakura slammed Marik's head into the banister and he cried out loudly.

"Daddy!" Aten cried from inside the room. "Daddy!"

Bakura turned his head towards the childrens' room. Ryou gasped and moved away from the door as Bakura scratched at the door.

"LET ME IN, HIKARI!" Bakura seethed.

Ryou gasped. Bakura was so deep in the blood lust that he wouldn't care if he had Aria, Aten , or himself under him.

"Mommy! Daddy! I wan my daddy!"

"I'M GONNA GET IN THERE, RYOU!"

A loud slam sent Ryou crying and rocking as he held onto his son. Aria opened her eyes and heard the loud bang. Aria shrieked and ran into Ryou's arms.

"Mommy! Mommy! Make it stop!"

"Daddy! Daddy!"

Marik grabbed Bakura, the sounds of the children's cries of fear breaking through to his paternal instinct. "'KURA! BAKURA! STOP!"

Bakura turned to Marik seething. "I need my hikari!" Marik growled and picked Bakura up bodily. He took him into the shower and threw him into the tub on his back. He turned on the cold water and a shriek filled the bathroom. A trail of red slowly creeped from Bakura to the drain.

Marik stuck his head in the cold shower and shook the beads of water away. His breathing slowly returned to normal. His hair became flatter. His Sennen Eye disappeared.

"You stay there and cool off!" Marik growled. He grabbed bandages and tape for Malik.

Bakura's Sennen Eye disappeared as he panted.

Marik returned to Malik in the room. Malik was huddled in the corner. Marik kneeled beside Malik with the bandages. Malik looked up at his yami.

"Help me, yami……please." Marik wrapped his arms around his hikari weeping. "Hold me, yami….please…it hurts." Marik nuzzled into Malik's hair.

The water in the shower turned off and Bakura wrapped himself in a towel. He hung his head as he limped to the kids' bedroom. He knocked quietly.

"Ryou? Ryou, I'm sorry."

Ryou unlocked the door and opened it, trembling. "Yami…"

Bakura brought Ryou into his chest, lovingly rubbing his hair. "I tried to control it long enough for you to get away."

Aria wrapped her arms around Bakura's leg. "Daddy…." The chibi cried. Bakura picked her up and held her to his chest.

Aten ran into Marik's room. "Daddy?"

Marik and Malik looked at the door. The chibi had tears in his large brown and purple eyes. Aten ran into his father's arms crying. "Daddy…."

"I'm sorry for scaring you, son."

Malik felt himself get shoved into his prison once more as Aku gained control. Aku heard the cries of Ryou, Aria, and Aten and grinned. //This is more like it!//

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