Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Silent Confessions ❯ Dominance ( Chapter 3 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! I only wish I did, like many others.
Hi! I'm back. I couldn't resist doing a MarikxMailk lemon. I also couldn't resist some Tea/Anzu bashing ^.^x. No offense to Tea lovers. By the way, this chapter takes place 3 hours after the first chapter. Enjoy!

Silent Confessions

Bakura could see a bright light come and go in less than a second, followed by a familiar mischievous giggle. He struggled to open his eyes against the harsh light streaming into the the room through the window When he was finally able to see, he saw the face of Malik, giggling insanely, with a camera in his hand.

'Oh, Ra, tell me he didn't' Bakura thought.

Malik continued giggling. "That one's getting blown up, copied, and posted all over the house!" Bakura mentally slapped himself for thinking that maybe, just maybe , Malik didn't take a picture. He growled lowly and gently began to step over Ryou's sleeping figure. However, he had forgotten he was naked as Malik burst into a fit of laughter. He was almost too out of breath to take more pictures. Now, Bakura was pissed. He quickly grabbed his boxers, threw t hem on, and charged towards Malik. Malik screeched in fear and ran for safety. Instead of safety, he found that he had cornered himself in Yami and Yugi's room.

"Shit." Malik wasn't much afraid of Bakura, but whenever he did something as such that made the snowy haired demon angry, you really couldn't be sure what he'd do. Just then, Bakura barged into the room. He glared at the sandy haired Egyptian before slowly striding up to him. Malik backed up until he was against a wall. Bakura grabbed his shirt and help him up against the wall. Malik laughed nervously.

"Give. Me. The. Camera. NOW!"

Malik was about to drop the camera when Tea walked in. She shifted her weight to one foot and put her hand on her hip.

"Are you two fighting again?" she asked. Bakura glared at her. Malik rolled his eyes waiting for the damned friendship speech her knew was coming.

"You guys should stop fighting. Good friends don't fight. Friendship is a beautiful thing and should be treasured. When I was in sixth grade I wrote an entire speech about friendship. In fact, I have right here. I always carry it with me. It goes something like this"

As Tea went on with her speech, Malik and Bakura were naturally not listening. Malik looked at Bakua who seemed to have forgotten what was going on before Tea walked in. The white haired yami let Malik down. They looked at each other.

"Should we send her to the shadow realm, kick her ass until she can't sit again, or kill her with some random blunt object?"

Malik shook his head. "Hell no. Not yet anyway. I wanna control her with the rod and make her do as I please." The tanned blonde pulled out his Millennium Rod and eyes Tea evilly. Bakura gave Malik a 'shut-up-you-stupid-psycho-Egyptian' look and slapped Malik upside the head.

"Fuck no. Her fate is mine. I have been waiting too long to kill the whore." Bakura spat.

"No fair!" Malik wailed.

As the two began arguing, Tea (who hadn't noticed that the two weren't listening to her) continued her friendship rant. Then, a small bang was heard followed by a much louder thump. The two looked towards Tea who wasn't there. Instead there was a very agitated looking Marik, holding his Millennium Rod. By his feet was, well, and unconscious Tea. Bakura and Malik stared at him, more appalled than shocked. Marik cocked an eyebrow at their dismal faces.

"What?"

Malik and Bakura were still staring, only now one of Bakura's eyes were twitching. Bakura had wanted to kick her ass to kingdom come and back, but he wanted her to be conscious to 'enjoy' it too. Malik also wanted to give her a pice of his mind, but his yami got there before him. 'That bastard' Malik thought.

Bakura was livid. "YOU FUCKING CUNT! WHY'D YOU HAVE TO GO DO THAT?! I SWEAR! COULDN'T YOU AT LEAST LEAVE HER CONSCIOUS SO THAT -WE- COULD TORTURE HER!?" Bakura screamed. In a fit of rage, he grabbed the closest thing to him. The closest thing just happened to be the camera. He threw it at full force towards Marik, who merely stepped aside as it shattered into a million and one pieces against the hard wall of the room. Marik looked at the shards as his hikari hyperventilated.

"Nice one Kurayou even killed the film." Malik cried out in grief as Bakura growled and left the room, straight to cuddle with his hikari. But he wouldn't dare tell anyone else that.

Malik sobbed at the loss of his blackmail. "I COULD HAVE WRAPPED HIM AROUND MY FINGER WITH THAT PICTURE!" Marik sighed and walked up to his disgruntled light and placed a hand on his cheek, facing him eye to eye. Malik quieted and looked into his lover's eyes before he took his lips in a deep, passionate kiss. Marik wrapped his strong arms around his other's slim waist ushering him to the bed without breaking the kiss. Malik laid back on the bed and Marik crawled seductively onto him, eyeing his 'prey' and licking his lips.

"I'm gonna ride you like you wouldn't believe." Marik growled and proceeded to assault the neck of the excited hiakri below him with his mouth. Malik purred as his yami ran his tongue along his jaw line and swirled it around in his ear. Marik motioned to take off the other's shirt and zipped it down and off. He suckled on the base of Malik's neck. He bit down on the flesh, the puncture wounds bleeding. Malik hissed in pain but relaxed as his dark lover lapped up the blood.

"Fucking vampire."

"I can't help it if I like to mark what's mine."

"Fine. So you're a fucking -possessive- vampire."

"Heh."

Marik kicked off his shoes and took off his shirt. He stared at his horny hikari lecherously. He zipped off his pants and pulled them down to his ankles, along with his boxers, and kicked them off. He stood completely nude in front of Malik, who was waiting as patiently as he could for Marik. Marik smirked mischievously at his anxious lover.

"You want it Malik?"

Malik glared at him. You -know- I do."

Marik smirked again as his light glared in frustration. "If you really want it, you'll pleasure yourself first. For me?"

Malik rolled his eyes. "Fine." He unzipped his pants and within seconds, his pants and boxers joined the rest of their clothes on the floor. He wrapped his fingers around his rock hard erection and began pumping himself. Marik leaned against the wall, watching his hikari pleasure himself. It tortured him to watch it because it only made the burning sensation in his groin worse, but he -loved- teasing his lover. He couldn't take it anymore. He couldn't take it anymore. Watching Malik moan and please himself, his talented mouth open to take in more breaths as his breathing rate increased, it almost drove him of the edge. He needed it and he needed it -NOW-.

Marik want up to the bed Malik was sprawled on. He put his hand over Malik's length and took hold of it.

"You put on too damn hot of a show for your own good. My turn." Malik immediately moved his hand and spread his legs open even wider. Marik leaned over and took the tip of his lover's member into his warm mouth. Malik arched his back in pleasure as his yami ran his skillful tongue along his length's tip. Marik loved teasing, but right at that moment, he was being impatient. So he took all of his light's dick into his warm mouth, his tongue running up and down the appendage as fast as possible. Malik pushed himself further into his lover's mouth to feel more of his warmth encase his shaft. As he started to feel his orgasm on the rise, Marik let his hikari's penis slip out of his mouth, not letting him cum just yet. He moved away from the bed and began opening random draws in the room searching for a bottle of lube. After all, this -was- Yami and Yugi's room, there just -had- to be lube knowing them. After a few more moments of searching he found what he was looking for. Malik laid on the bed waiting patiently for his yami, again. Marik crawled onto the bed with the precious bottle of lube in his hand. He spread open Malik's legs and positioned himself in front of his entrance. He opened the bottle and squeezed some of the lubricant onto his hand. He spread it onto three of his fingers and stuck one into Malik's tight hole. He moved his finger around looking for that spot that would make his light scream out his name. He added a second finger stretching his love while Malik adjusted to his yami's ministrations.

"God's Malik, you're so tight." he said while adding the third finger. Malik squirmed slightly, panting for air. Marik removed his fingers and was applying the lube to his member, and proceeded by tossing the bottle aside carelessly. He grabbed Malik's hips and pushed in the tip of his length, then took it out, and pushed it back in again. He did this several times before Malik became seriously aggravated by the teasing.

"Stop teasing Marik. Just do it. NOW." Malik growled venomously. He needed the feeling of being filled
desperately .

"What's that hikari? I can't hear you." Marik smirked.

Malik glared at him. "You damn well know what I want. Just go in alrea-- AH!!" Malik moaned and threw his head back in surprise, not expecting Marik to take him while he was in mid-sentence.

Marik moved his face a mere centimeters away from his light's as he allowed him time to adjust to the feeling of his large, rigid member inside of him. "Is that what you wanted love?" Malik nodded his head slightly in a 'yes'. Marik swooped his lips to meet Malik's with a bruising force, their entwined tongues doing an erotic dance. Marik pulled back ready to focus on the task before him. He pulled out and pushed back in again, all in one liquid motion. He began to pick up the pace, thrusting mercilessly in and out of his hikari, hitting the prostate each and every time. Malik screamed out to his dark and to the gods, thankful for the pleasure he was receiving.

"AhnMarikgods, harderplease"

"You wantmore, baby?"

"YES! Please! Forahfor Ra's sakeHARDER!"

Marik fulfilled his lover's request and pounded into him at lightning speed, the headboard of the bed banging loudly against the wall. Malik's moans and vocal pleas became louder by the minute until finally he came, coating both of their stomachs with his essence. Marik lasted a few more thrusts before he spilled his warm seed inside of Malik. Malik let out a satisfied sigh as his dark pulled out and collapsed beside him on the bed. Both of them took a few moments to catch their breaths and relax their bodies. Malik shifted to cuddle his face in his yami's warm chest.

"Marik?"

Marik let out a yawn. "Yeah?"

"You think we could go another round when we wake up?" he asked while twirling a finger around in a circular motion on his dark's chest.

"Sure." Marik smirked.

"Good. See you in a few hours love." Malik gently placed a kiss on his cheek and again nestled in his chest ready to sleep.

"Yup. See you then." And they dozed off, eager to wake up.


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< br> YokoRyou: Well, I hoped you like it! I think I'm going to make a YamixYugi one. Tell me how I'm doing!!! (R&R please!! ^.^x)