Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ In Response to Your Message ❯ Marik's New Pet ( Chapter 2 )

Marik's New Kitten

by Dragondreamer & Yami Dragon

This story contains shouenen-ai(male/male relationships) and explicit yaoi(homosexual sex). If this sort of thing offends you, look up. See that little arrow on the left side of your screen? The one that says "back"? Click it!

We don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, or any of the characters. We're just doing this for the fun of it.

A/N: This is a PWP…as in Porn Without Plot. So, it's obviously AU, like the rest of our stories. If the characters seem OOC, they're SUPPOSED to be like that! Any flames will simply be ignored and deleted. So don't waste our time, or yours, with nasty reviews

AN: This is our first time writing Malik and Marik, so bear with us. It's also kinda NCS…at least at first.

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The sound of familiar voices raised in anger stopped the two Egyptians.

With a smirk, Marik grabbed Malik and pulled him behind a tree so they could watch the confrontation.

Standing outside the enterance to the park were Tristan and Otogi. A certain blond puppy was standing at Tristan's side, looking fit to kill the raven haired teen.

"Damn it, Tristan! I didn't mean ANY of that!" Otogi shouted.

"Bullshit!" Tristan shouted back. "Get it through your head, Otogi…we're done!"

"No way! I say when it's over! Now come on, let's go!"

Joey growled. "He stays!"

Otogi was about to tell the mutt what to go do with himself when a sleek silver-blue car pulled up and out stepped none other that Seto Kaiba.

"I suggest you lower your voice, Otogi." Seto said coolly.

"Fuck you, Kaiba." Otogi retorted. "This isn't any of your business."

"Isn't it?" Seto raised an eyebrow. "When I find a piece of filth like you raising his voice to one of my lovers, that makes it my business."

"One of your…" Otogi's mouth dropped open.

Marik growled to himself. He had heard that Tristan and Otogi split up and he had plans for the brunet. Plans that didn't have him following Seto Kaiba around.

Having been there before, he quickly and easily probed Joey's mind. What he saw got him worked up to a point that he almost moaned out loud.

"What's wrong?" Malik asked.

Marik shared what he had seen in the blond's mind with his light.

"Wow!" Malik felt himself harden at the images of the two brunets dominating the blond, making him scream. "Kaiba's one lucky guy. The puppy AND the tiger!"

Seto came up behind Tristan and put his arms around him possessively. "Come on home, babe. Forget this loser."

Otogi stared in shock as Tristan obediently followed Seto to his car.

"Stay away from him, you prick." Joey growled as he turned to follow the two brunets.

Joey waited until Tristan got in on the passenger side of the two seater car and then climbed into his lap, shutting the door and making a show of putting his arms around Tristan's neck and kissing him deeply.

From where Otogi stood, Tristan didn't seem to mind.

"Shit." Otogi muttered to himself as the car pulled away.

He turned and began to walk down the street, wondering to himself what he could do to get Tristan back. Sure, he didn't love him, but he was a great lay, the best he'd ever had. It was going to take all his ample charm to win Tristan back. No way in hell was Kaiba going to have what was his!

Otogi was completely unaware of a pair of violet eyes watching him thoughtfully as he made his way home.

"What's going through that head of yours?" Malik asked his yami.

"A change of plans." Marik smiled. "You know I had plans for Tristan. Well, I guess I'll just have to change targets."

Malik grinned. "Otogi IS rather hot. I certainly wouldn't mind having him."

"Forget about it for now." Marik said. "I still have to work out the details. Right now you have more…pressing matters to attend to."

Malik didn't protest as Marik grabbed him by the arm and dragged him into the bushes.

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It was nearing midnight when Otogi finally gave up trying to think of a way to pry Tristan away from Kaiba and his mutt.

"I'll just sleep on it." Otogi went into his room and began to undress. "Kaiba ain't all that. Tristan'll be back."

It was a warm night, and Otogi decided to go for the comfort of sleeping in nothing but his skin. He crawled into bed and snapped out the light, unaware of two figures sitting in the tree outside his open bedroom window, waiting for the dark teen to fall asleep.

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An hour later, Marik slipped through the window, turning to help his hikari inside.

"Is he asleep?" Malik asked through the mind link.

"Yes." Marik replied in kind. "Come here."

Malik went to his dark and stood passively as Marik removed both of their clothes. Soon enough, the two stood naked in the glow from the window, their tanned skin bathed in moonlight.

Marik took fierce possession of Malik's lips, thrusting his tongue into the boy's mouth. Malik moaned softly.

"That won't do, hikari." Marik said in his mind.

He reached down and caressed Malik's arousal roughly, making him moan even louder. Marik cast a glance at the bed to see Otogi stirring. He pushed Malik to his knees, cupping his erection in his hand and brushing it over Malik's lips suggestively. Malik obediently opened his mouth and took his yami's length in.

Marik groaned loudly and there was a gasp from the direction of the bed.

Otogi stared at the two blonds getting it on in his bedroom. The sight was arousing, to say the least, and Otogi wondered if he was still asleep.

"Like what you see?" Marik smirked.

"What…" Otogi pulled his eyes away from the sight of Malik milking Marik for all he was worth. "What the hell are you doing in my house?"

"Isn't it obvious?" Marik said, his eyes half lidded as he began to thrust into Malik's mouth.

"You just can't…you can't…" Otogi broke off as he felt himself getting hard, wishing he was the one standing in Marik's place.

"I already am." Marik commented before he turned his attention to Malik, thrusting harder.

Otogi watched, wide eyed, as Marik began to whisper to his light in Arabic, his words sounding somewhere between encouraging and commanding.

Suddenly, Marik threw his head back, his long, wild hair spilling over his bare back as he screamed his release.

Malik released him and waited patiently on his knees for Marik to tell him to rise.

Leaving his lighter half where he was, Marik walked over to the bed, reaching down and pulling back the sheets, slapping Otogi's hands away when the emerald eyed teen tried to cover himself. "Looks like you enjoyed the show."

Otogi scowled. "Get out."

"Now, now." Marik grinned at him. "We can do this the easy way, or…"

Otogi's eyes widened as the Sennen Eye flashed briefly on Marik's forehead. There was no way he was going to mess with that. Besides, the mental images he had been having all evening of his former lover giving in to Kaiba had him half way between being worked up and wanting to retaliate.

Otogi smiled suddenly. "So, you want a piece of me, do you?"

"No." Marik said. "I want all of you."

Otogi looked to where Malik was still kneeling on the floor, and he frowned. "What's in it for me?"

"You wake up in the morning with the satisfaction of never being so well fucked in your life."

Otogi was about to protest when Marik turned away from the bed, beckoning Malik over. "You were right, my light. He is very beautiful."

Malik grinned as Marik possessively caressed him. "Can I have him, Marik?"

"Yes."

"Wait just a minute!" Otogi interrupted. "I don't bottom, so you can just forget it!"

"You do now." The Eye flared on Marik's forehead again and Otogi lost the will to argue.

Malik's smile grew as his yami pushed him down on the bed next to the darker boy. He reached out to run his hands over the lithe body, arousing the unresisting teen. A small whimper escaped Otogi's frozen lips. It wasn't a sound of protest.

"Marik?" Malik looked to his dark. "Can you let him go? Please?"

"As you wish." The third eye disappeared.

"Oh, gods!" Otogi moaned as Malik leaned down and took him into his mouth.

Marik's breathing picked up a notch as he watched Otogi tangle his hands in Malik's hair. "Take him, Malik. Now."

Not giving Otogi time to argue, Malik moved between his legs and slammed into him. Otogi cried out, more in pleasure than pain and instinctively wrapped his legs around Malik's waist.

Marik watched as his hikari made the other boy writhe and beg with pleasure, thinking to himself that he was glad he didn't need to control Otogi's mind. It was so much better when they were willing.

He moved up to stand at the head of the bed, grabbing a handful of Otogi's hair and pulling his head up, his eyes clearly portraying what he wanted. "Not enough to make me come."

Otogi was past caring that he had lost control of the situation. All he knew was that he had never felt pleasure like he was feeling now and he wanted it to continue. He took Marik into his mouth, sucking gently, not knowing how much the yami could handle.

Malik groaned at the sight of the other two and angled his thrusts, ramming into Otogi's prostate. The raven haired boy released Marik, throwing his head back, screaming as he climaxed.

"Marik….please…." Malik continued to pound into Otogi, making the emerald eyed teen cry out weakly.

"Let go, Malik…and then move out of my way."

Malik moaned, as much from relief as release, and immediately rolled off of Otogi, who was lying in a sweat covered heap against the damp sheets.

Marik moved over top of him and turned him over on to his stomach. "Get up, Otogi."

Otogi whimpered in protest, unable to move.

"I said get up!" Marik commanded, his hands closing around Otogi in a bruising grip, pulling him up.

Barely able to stay on his hands and knees, Otogi could only moan as he felt Marik thrust brutally into him. "Oh, gods…yes…"

"I think my new pet likes it rough." Marik smirked.

Malik reclined next to them, watching intently as his other dominated the dice master. He felt himself becoming aroused again and reached to wrap his fingers around his erection.

Marik noticed this and his eyes bore into the Egyptian boy. "Get beneath him, Malik. Take him into your mouth…make him scream."

Malik eagerly slid himself under Otogi, who was whimpering senselessly, and took the dark haired boy's member into his mouth, sucking hard.

"Please…please…Marik…Malik…"

"That's it, my pet…come for us." Marik thrust hard into the tight body, angling for Otogi's prostate.

Marik knew he had hit the mark when Otogi's body convulsed and he screamed. He heard his light moan and felt the spillover through the link of his other's release. Growling, he thrust hard one more time, spilling himself into the trembling boy below him.

Malik got out from under Otogi just in time, and the green eyed teen collapsed, face down on his bed, unconscious.

Marik got up from the bed, calling Malik to him and picked up their clothes from the floor. He dressed, instructing Malik to do the same, extremely pleased with the night's work. He went over to the bed and bent over Otogi, lightly brushing his lips over the slumbering boy's cheek. He removed one golden armband and laid it on the pillow next to the head of tangled black hair.

Without a backward glance, the two Egyptians left the way they had arrived, closing the window behind them.

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Otogi woke up with a groan that quickly turned to a hiss of pain as he turned over in the rumpled bed.

His eyes caught a glitter of gold and he picked up the gold armband.

With a smile, he clasped it around his wrist.

Kaiba could have Tristan…after last night, he didn't want him back.

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