Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tales of Crimson Nights ❯ Chapter 17 ( Chapter 17 )

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“Mmm, that was wonderful…” Marik purred, wrapping his arms around my waist once we collapsed onto the sand in exhaustion. I grunted in agreement, still trying to catch my breath, and began licking the bite marks I had left on his neck and shoulders.

“We should head back…” I muttered tiredly. I knew we still had plenty of time left until sunrise, but I wanted to be with Ryou and Malik as long as I could before our time ended.

“Mmhmm…” Marik purred, his arms tightening around my waist. “Grab on to me.” Sighing, I did as I was told, and snaked my arms around his neck, pressing my face into his chest. Before I knew it, we were back in our house and up in the room Malik and Ryou were at…still naked.

“Marik!” I screeched, smacking him on the head. He let go of me with a yelp and glared.

“What?!”

“You could have gotten my clothes!”

“They were full of sand! Plus, they smelled bad…”

“They what!? Are you saying that I stink?” I huffed indignantly, crossing my arms. How dare he!?

“Umm…” Marik stuttered sheepishly. “Well, we have worn the same clothes for the past few days…” His look only made me more angry, and I began twitching in irritation.

“Marik…”

“Yes , love?”

“You have three seconds to leave before I kill you…”

“But-”

“Three .”

“Kurraaaaa!”

“Two.R 21;

“Can’t I have a spanking instead?” He teased, knowing it would irritate me to no end, and irritate me it did. I threw my hands up in the air, completely exasperated with him.

“What am I going to do with you?” I muttered hopelessly, pretending to fall back and faint in an exasperated manner. Marik began snickering at my theatrics and I grinned, slapping his arm playfully. “Go get us some clothes, silly fool.”

“Of course, beloved!” Marik bowed, flashing his teeth in a grin and winking at me before he left the room in search of some garments.

Once again, I found myself rolling my eyes at my lover, but feeling oddly satisfied that things were already starting to get back to normal. Now if our two young mortals would just wake up, everything would be perfect…

“Nnngh…”

My ears perked up at quiet sound, and I glanced towards the bed hopefully. It sounded like Malik, he was waking up!

“Malik?” I said softly, reaching down to palm his cheek, running my thumb across his skin softly. He twitched and frowned, before his eyes began to flutter, and his lavender eyes peered up at me blurrily.

I could have wept right then and there when I saw his eyes, but held it in and smiled as best I could.

“Malik, come on now, wake up.” I cooed, stroking his hair. A quiet keening sound left his throat, and he blinked up at me more clearly now, confusion radiating from him. He tried to open his mouth to speak, but winced at his dry throat.

<Marik? Malik’s woken up.>

<<What?! I’ll be right there!>>

<Grab a glass of water for him, and one for Ryou too. They’re parched.>

“Shh, don’t talk. Marik will bring you up some water. I’m sure you’re thirsty.” He nodded his head frantically at the offer of water, before looking down, noticing my lack of clothes. He blushed and quickly looked the other way, and I couldn’t help but chuckle at his shyness.

“I’m here! Here’s the water!” Marik scrambled into the room hastily, handing Malik a glass and setting the other one on a table next to the bed. Frowning, I noticed he still didn’t have any clothes on, and apparently he didn’t bring me any either.

“Marik…” I hissed, glaring at him.

“Hmm? Oh! Sorry…” He rubbed the back of his head sheepishly before slipping out of the door and returning a few seconds later with some clothes.

“Thanks.” I muttered, putting them on quickly so Malik wouldn’t be so embarrassed.

“Wh-What happened?” Malik croaked, and winced at the hoarseness of his own voice. I glanced at the now empty glass in his hands and blinked, I didn’t even see him drink it.

“You’re safe now.” Marik smiled, grabbing on to Malik’s small hand and planting kisses on his palm.

“Ryou?”

“Right next to you, lovely.” Marik said quietly, and Malik blushed at the new nickname before turning his head to see his unconscious friend.

“Will he be alright?” Malik asked worriedly, using his other hand to brush the hair away from Ryou’s face.

“He’ll be fine.” I assured, leaning down to kiss his cheek. “I’m so sorry I wasn’t able to keep him from taking you…” The small kisses on Malik’s hand paused, Marik nuzzling against Malik sorrowfully, as if in apology.

“Wasn’t your fault…” Malik rasped, smiling. However, that smile soon turned to a frown as he looked around himself curiously. “Where…?”

“Oh!” Now knowing why he looked to confused. “This is a different house Marik and I own. It’s on the beach, by the ocean.”

“The ocean…” Malik’s eyes narrowed thoughtfully, a small frown on his face. “I, I remember someone mentioning the ocean while I was sleeping…” My eyes lit up, and I grinned, once again kissing Malik’s face.

“That was us talking to you…” I explained. “I’m glad you could hear us.”

“Well, I only heard bits and pieces of words,” Malik said hesitantly. “And I couldn’t tell it was you, the voice sounded different.”

“It’s understandable.” Marik shrugged, his left hand still holding on to Malik’s while his right arm snuck around my waist. “Ryou should be waking up soon.” Malik shifted, his nose wrinkling in distaste when he realized that he was naked, and the sheets clung to his skin.

“Yuck…” He muttered, “I smell like sweat…” Marik and I both chuckled softly, and Marik gently pulled the covers off of Malik’s body.

“How about we give you a bath then?” He smirked, pulling a flushed Malik to his feet. The younger boy nodded, and I could sense his relief at the thought of taking a nice, relaxing soak in the tub.

“You go ahead and take him, I’ll wait for Ryou to wake up.” I waved my hand at them as they disappeared out into the hall and around the corner.

I turned my attention back to Ryou, shaking his shoulder gently to hopefully wake him up. All I got in response was a tired moan, and a soft flutter of eyelids before he stilled once again. Sighing, I climbed onto the bed with him, and rested my head on his chest, listening to his steady heartbeat.

“Please wake up, little one.” I pleaded, stroking his pale hand with my fingers and kissing them when I was through.

Another quiet moan caused me to look up just in time to see his eyes flutter all the way open, blinking up at the ceiling, puzzled. I leapt off of his chest and grabbed the glass of water by the desk, helping him into a sitting position before handing it to him. I knew he was going to be desperate for a drink, since Malik seemed to be that way when he first woke up.

Ryou drank down the water thirstily, gasping for breath when he was finished and looked up at me, his eyes shining with tears.

“Ryou…” I choked out, knowing that my eyes were the same way, and reached out to hold his trembling form. “I’m so sorry you had to go through that, little one…I’m so, so sorry.”

“B-Bakura…” He whispered, his voice cracking lightly. “Not your f-fault.” My heart swelled, and my grip on him tightened. How could he and Malik just forgive us without any problem…

“Ryou, angel…” I pulled back to kiss his forehead lovingly, before leaning my own against his, staring into his sparkling brown eyes. He smiled at me nervously, before lightly kissing my lips, pulling away quickly and ducking his head to hide his face. I chuckled and lifted his chin up so we were at eye level again, he was so adorable. I leaned down, my lips mere centimeters from his own, and kissed him more passionately, my tongue sliding through his open mouth and into the moist cavern inside.

He gasped softly, and moaned, latching on to my shoulders for support as I continued to ravage his mouth at my own slow pace. Then, sensing he needed air soon, I pulled back and stared into his dazed face as he panted, trying to regain his breath.

“You’re so beautiful, Ryou…” He blushed at my compliment, and once again bowed his head so his hair covered his face. Laughing, I lightly pecked the side of his cheek before swooping him off the bed and into my arms.

“Let’s go meet Marik and Malik, shall we?” I asked, smiling at the beaming face of the boy in my arms.

“Malik! He’s okay, right?” Ryou asked excitedly, almost bouncing in my arms.

“Yes, he’s fine. He and Marik are taking a bath now.” Ryou sighed, and leaned his head against my shoulder.

“A bath sounds nice…”

“Then a bath you shall have, little one.” I smiled, “Though, the bath here isn’t quite as large as the one back home.” Ryou blinked at me curiously, before looking around with a shocked look on his face.

“Where are we?”

“You just noticed?” I questioned, snickering when he pouted. “We’re at a beach. This is a small house Marik and I own.”

“Really?” Ryou breathed out, his eyes shining in wonder. “You mean, with the ocean, and sand, and everything else?”

“Yes.”

“Wow…̶ 1;

“Well, here we are.” I announced, stopping in the hallway and setting Ryou down on his feet before swinging the door open, only to be greeted by a steaming site.

Malik was sitting in Marik’s lap, his legs wound tightly around his waist and Marik’s tongue down his throat. The teen was moaning softly, kissing Marik back with everything he had, whimpering when hands slowly rubbed up and down his back.

Ryou and I both stared at the sight, him blushing while I drooled openly at the two. They were extremely sexy at that moment. Shaking out of my dirty thoughts, I coughed to grab their attention and almost laughed when Marik pulled back and glared at me.

“Having fun, are we?” I teased, eyes twinkling. He snorted at me and kissed Malik once more before untangling the boy’s legs and turning him around so his back was to his chest.

“I was, beloved.” Marik finally greeted, scowling at me half-heartedly. I threw him a quick smile, before gently guiding Ryou into the room for him to see.

“Ryou!” Malik shouted, struggling out of Marik’s arms and scrambling over to the other boy before launching into his arms. “I’m so glad you’re alright!”

“Same here, Malik.” Ryou said softly, squeezing his best friend back before kissing his cheek. He squeaked as he was suddenly pulled out of Malik’s embrace and into another’s.

“Glad you’re okay, little one.” Marik purred, holding Ryou’s back to him as he planted tiny kisses at the end of Ryou’s neck.

“Marik! Knock it off.” I scowled, punching him lightly. “Let the boy wash up!”

“Spoilsport!” Marik stuck his tongue out at me childishly, making me roll my eyes in return. I turned back to Ryou and Malik, gently pushing them towards the tub.

“Go on and get in. I’m sure Marik didn’t really let you wash up, did he Malik?” The tanned youth blushed and shook his head. I sighed. “Didn’t think so.” After they were both in the tub, I shed my clothes and slid in as well, Marik not far behind.

“Honestly, Marik. You couldn’t let the poor kid wash himself?” I teased, elbowing my lover in the side. He grunted and flashed a grin at Malik.

“But he was so irresistible…I couldn’t help but kiss him!” Malik blushed, and ducked his head under the water, Ryou giggling at him. I couldn’t help but smile back, the sight of the two laughing bringing me more joy than I would care to admit. This was how it should be…just the four of us, being together and having fun…

“You two feel better, right?” Marik asked, staring at the two concernedly, his playful mood gone within a heartbeat. I glanced over at them as well, wanting to be one hundred percent sure they were okay.

“I feel fine…” Ryou assured, flashing us a brilliant smile and leaning his head on Malik’s shoulder.

“Same here.” Malik answered with a grin, his arm snaking around Ryou’s waist. I couldn’t help but chuckle in my head. It seemed as if Malik not only looked like Marik, but acted like him in some ways as well.

We sat in comfortable silence, bathing each other delicately until we were satisfied before leaving to go lounge in the room we were in earlier. We gave Malik and Ryou each a pair of comfortable pajamas to wear, though, Marik was reluctant and wanted the two to stay nude…I convinced him otherwise….

“Hey…”


All three of us perked up at the sound of Marik’s voice, lying in a comfortable position on the bed; Ryou curled up in Marik’s arms, and Malik in my own.

“Yes?” I replied, waiting to hear what Marik wanted to say. I absentmindedly began to run my fingers through Malik’s bleach blond locks, though they were still wet, and listened as he quietly moaned at my touch.

“Ryou, Malik…” Marik started, and I heard him hesitate slightly before starting up again. “If, if there was a way, for you to become immortal without becoming a vampire…would you do it?”

I stiffened at the question, my hand pausing in their ministrations and felt Malik tense up above me.

“Um…” I heard Ryou stutter slightly, and began wondering where my older lover was heading with this.

“It’s just a question, you don’t have to answer.” Marik said quickly, feeling the sudden tension in the room.

“I suppose, I wouldn’t mind living forever…if I had you three with me.” Ryou muttered softly. I sensed Malik’s agreement, and tightened my hold on his body, my hand reaching out to find Ryou’s, interlacing our fingers. If only it was possible…If only…