Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tearing Down the Sky ❯ The Others ( Chapter 10 )

Tearing Down the Sky

Hato-chiisai

YAOI There is a lemon in this chapter. I*ll let you know when it starts so you don*t have to read. This is your official WARNING!

And this fic is still dedicated to Mally-chan! ^_^

Disclaimer: Ownership is not mine.

Chaper 10

The Others

*Faster!* Marik barked at his angelic prisoner. *No! Higher! There you go.* Malik brushed his bangs out of his face, and leapt at Marik again, their quarter staphs coming together with a sharp clack. The other demons in the training arena watched in interest, as Malik and Marik sparred back and forth, as they had done often since Marik captured his counterpart. Both were sweating profusely, and each were sporting a good amount of cuts and bruises. Malik blocked a blow from Marik, and dropped, swinging his staph into the back of Marik*s knees. The demon let out a shocked cry and toppled over. Malik pounced, but caught a foot in the stomach, and was flipped off. He crashed to the ground and lay still, his face contorted in pain. Marik stood, and looked down.

*You all right?* The demon asked, and Malik made a face, but nodded and took the hand that the demon offered. The pair had actually hit it off rather well. Sure, Marik had kept the angel chained to the wall for the first twenty four hours, but after that, he allowed the angel to follow him around the house. They had even slept in the same bed the night before, though Malik was very picky about the demon touching him in bed. Now, Malik was actually enjoying his sparring sessions with Marik, and had learned several new tricks. To his surprise, Marik was actually taking away the ache in the angel*s heart that had been installed when he lost Ryou. Marik would comfort him when he cried over his lost lover, and cheer him up after giving him time to mourn. The pair had actually spent an hour that morning playfully chasing one of Hell*s vermin, what looked like a very mean gopher with wings, around Marik*s home, and had been unable to catch it, after it made off with Marik*s waffle. They were constantly being tricked by the crafty creature, and always tripping over each other, and the episode ended up with the pair on the floor, laughing at their own ridicule, and the creature escaping with its stolen breakfast. That was the final breaking of the ice.

For some reason, Malik felt that he could trust this demon with everything, including his life, and Marik never felt happier now that he and Malik were getting along, despite how hostile the boy had been in the first few hour of his imprisonment. Malik didn*t even mind that he had to be kept on a leash when Marik took him around the fiery underworld.

*You ready to stop?* Marik asked the angel, who was just recovering from getting the wind knocked out of him. Malik gave Marik a mock glare.

*Not a chance....* He said, and leapt into the air, wings lifting him higher. Marik grinned, and followed, leaving both staphs on the ground. The two engaged in a contest of flight, and hand to hand combat, the aerial maneuvers drawing an even larger crowd of demons. Including Keith. The blonde demon narrowed his eyes at Malik, watching him outmaneuver Marik at very opportunity.

*If that*s how ALL the angels are flying now, we*re screwed.* One demon gasped as he watched Malik streak towards the ground, and pull out of the dive only to skim a few inches off of the ground at neck breaking speeds. Marik had followed, and was unable to perform Malik*s stunt, and was now bouncing across the ground after Malik, who pulled up and shot vertically into the air, beating his wings a time or two to keep his speed up. Keith grunted.

*This boy is a prodigy. Nothing more.* He snarled.

*I don*t know, lieutenant. I heard that Bakura*s angel is just as good, if not better.*

*So they*re BOTH prodigies. I doubt they can all fly like that.*

*I*ve never seen such flying!* A woman breathed, watching as Malik backwinged, and landed gracefuly by his moaning demon counterpart. Malik smirked, and knelt.

*What*s wrong? Can*t keep up?* He teased.

*........ Shut up.* MArik muttered, rubbing his head.

*Ready to go home?*

*I hate you. Yes.* Marik said, making Malik snicker. Marik stood, and walked over to a nearby bench, picking up a braided leather cord. He clipped this to a collar around Malik*s neck and leapt into the air, Malik close behind. Keith snorted, and watched them glide towards Marik*s home. The crowd dispersed, talking of Malik*s flight capabilities. Keith glared after the pair, and leapt into the air, following them.

*I think we need a bath when we get back.* Marik said, smiling at Malik, who had come to glide beside and slightly under him. Malik smiled back, but Marik frowned at the faint traces of depression on the boy*s eyes. *Uh-oh. I know that look.* He said, and glided closer so that their wings overlapped. Malik looked down for a moment at the streets and houses beneath them, then looked back at Marik.

*Sorry... It*s just......*

*It*s just what?* Marik asked.

*Tomorrow is his... birthday.* Malik said, sadly.

*..... Oh. I see.* Marik said, and looked down as well. *I*m sorry.*

*Are you?* Malik asked. *Are you really?*

*Yes. You loved, correction, LOVE him. And you*ve lost him. If I had lost Bakura, I don*t know what I*d do. Probably lose what little sanity I have left.* Malik smiled in amusement at that. *Malik, listen to me.* Malik looked at Marik. *Never lose your hope. Ryou is still with you. He always will be.* Marik found it difficult to keep that fact that Ryou was still living from Malik. But he would know tomorrow, so one more night wouldn*t hurt. Malik smiled slightly, and nodded, taking Marik*s words to heart. Suddenly, Malik felt a bristle on his spine, and instinctively looked behind him.

*Uh, we have company...* He said, and Marik glanced back. When he saw who it was, his face darkened.

*C*mon, act like you didn*t see him.* Marik said, and sped up. Malik nodded, and kept up with Marik. *Stay close.* At that, Malik looked up.

*Stay close? Why?*

*Just... Do as I say.* Marik snarled, looking very... Malik didn*t know how to describe it. He looked frightened, furious, and disgusted all at once, so he didn*t question his demon master. They landed on Marik*s front porch, Keith right behind them.

*Marik!* Keith barked, and Marik whirled, stepping between Malik and Keith, which Malik immediately took notice of.

*State your business and make it fast.* Marik snarled.

*May I come in?* Keith asked.

*No.* Marik snapped. Malik watched Marik*s tail lash back and forth in his agitation, the barbs and stinger snapping in and out, another sure sign that Marik was nervous.

*Did you report the capture of your counterpart?*

*No. But I haven*t received any complaints. And neither has Yami.*

*Yami?*

*Yami.*

*Why would he be complained to?* Keith asked, baffled. Marik blinked, then chuckled.

* No reason.* He said, and Keith scowled.

*Marik....* He said, warningly. Marik simply unlocked his door, and entered. *Marik, let me in. That*s an order!* Marik froze, and Malik saw the fury on his face.

*Fine.* Marik said, and walked in, leaving the door open for Keith. *Angel, get the Leiutenant something to drink.*

*Yes Master.* Malik said, as Marik removed he collar.

*A beer.* Keith said to Malik. *And be quick about it, boy.* Marik twitched at this, but gave Malik a discreet nod.

*Yes sir.*

*You will address me as Master, boy.* Keith snarled.

*No he won*t.* Marik snapped. Malik blinked, worry evident on his face. Keith glared at MArik, then smirked.

*Fine. He can then address me as *lord*. Does that suit you?* MArik wanted to kill Keith, but he had to settle for wishing. He nodded. *Now get me that beer.* Keith snapped at Malik, who looked at his feet.

*Yes, my Lord.* Malik mumbled, and shuffled off to get the beer.

*Grab one for me, too.* Marik called after him.

*Yes, Master.* Malik said.

*Now....* Keith drawled, as MArik sat in his armchair, glaring. *What about Yami?*

*He... He brought his angel home last night.* Marik muttered, reluctantly.

*Did he, now?* Keith said, settling on the sofa and stroking his chin. MArik gave a curt nod, and looked up as Malik came back in. He handed Keith his beer, then handed Marik his, and knelt by his side. Marik stroked his soft hair, gently, glaring at Keith, who had his intense gaze focused on Malik, and MArik was glad that Malik was staring at the floor, unable to se the lustful gleam in the demon*s eyes.

*Why would Yami have done that?*

*From what I heard, the angel quite literally threw himself at Yami, and demanded that he bring him to Hell.* Marik said, and took much satisfaction in the shocked look on Keith*s face. *So he did. And the first thing the squirt did when he woke up, was hit Yami in the head with a pillow.* Malik couldn*t help it, and Marik and Keith turned their attention on him at his attempt to hide his laughter, only resulting in a very audible snort.

*Shut up.* Marik snapped.

*Yes Master.* Malik managed to gasp.

*No. I want to know what*s so amusing.* Keith drawled.

*It*s just that it sounds just like something Yugi would do, my Lord.* Malik explained.

*I do hope this, Yugi, was thoroughly punished.* Keith said, looking at Marik.

*From what I understand,* Marik replied. *Yami simply told him to cut it out and go to sleep.*

*Hmmph......* Keith grumbled. *I think I*ll pay him a visit.* Marik glared.

*After the other day, I wouldn*t suggest that, SIR.* He slurred the title at the end, making it an insult. Keith glared, and stood, swiftly moving across the room and bending over, placing his hands on the arms of the chair, effectively trapping Marik.

*Don*t speak to me like that, boy. Remember.... I own you......* He snarled, and Marik glared, though fear was beginning to flicker in his eyes. *You of all people should know that I ALWAYS get what I want......* MArik swallowed.

*You didn*t get Bakura.* He whispered. *Or Yami.* Keith grunted.

*But I will. One way or another, I will have them, just as I had you.* Marik*s eyes widened fearfully, and Malik stared back and forth between the demons. *And don*t forget that I have authority over you. We will battle the angels eventually, and you can be sure that I will put the three of you in the front line, where the angels will have you for lunch. And when you*re gone, you can be sure that I will take your little.... PETS.....* Here, he stroked Malik*s head. *As my personal slaves. And there*s nothing that you can do about it, Marik.* Marik swallowed, hard.

*Watch me.* He hissed. Keith smirked, and chuckled, then stood, and left. Malik turned, and looked at MArik, who had gone very pale, and was now siting stiffly, staring at the wall.

*Marik?* Malik asked, standing, and locking the door, before returning to Marik. He knelt before him, taking his clammy hands in his own. *Marik, please, snap out of it.* Malik whimpered. When Marik didn*t respond, Malik laid his head in the demon*s lap. *Please..... What*s wrong?* A ragged gasp came from the demon, and Malik felt fingers run through his hair. Then, MArik seemed to melt out of his chair, and slithered to the floor, where he hid his face in Malik*s shoulder, and, to the angel*s shock, began to cry.

*M-marik?* Malik gasped. *MArik, what it? What*s wrong? Please tell me.....* Marik slowly lifted his face, and brushed his lips over Malik*s. Malik blinked, startled, but felt his heart stir at the pitiful whimpers coming from the demon he saw as being so powerful. He looked down into Marik*s face, and saw unimaginable fear, greif, and pain. Malik swallowed, and lowered his head, pressing his lips to Marik*s, and kissed him, gently. Marik whimpered again, and returned the kiss, laying a hand on Malik*s cheek. They didn*t break away until they needed to breathe.

*Marik....* Malik whispered. *Please. Tell me what*s wrong. I don*t like seeing you like this. It worries me. It..... scares me. Talk to me.* Marik sniffled, then stood, and swung Malik up into his arms. Malik stared at Marik*s face as the demon carried him up the stairs, and his eyes widened as he was lain on the bed, MArik moving over him.

*Marik?* Malik gasped. *Marik, what are you doing?* Marik bent down, and claimed the angel*s lips, his tongue slipping into Malik*s mouth. Malik grew tense, and wanted to throw the demon off, but something in him prevented him from carrying this action out. He felt the demon*s hands move over his body, and he suppressed a moan. He was afraid, and didn*t want to encourage the demon to take it further. But the demon did take it further, sliding his hands into Malik*s shirt, feeling the burning heat of his tan skin. Malik squirmed slightly, and couldn*t suppress the next moan. He moaned into the demon*s mouth, and Marik went a step further, and gently rubbed his hips against Malik*s. Malik gasped, and shoved back on Marik*s chest. With one swift movement, Malik suddenly found his hands pinned above his head, Marik holding them there with one hand, while the other slowly moved down the angel*s body, and to the hem of the loose workout pants he was wearing. Malik began to struggle as the demon slid the pants off of his hips and down his thighs.

*No! Marik, please, no! I don*t want this! You know I don*t! Ryou! I promised him! I promised him my body! I promised him my virginity! I don*t care if he*s gone forever, I can*t break my promise! Marik you know that! I told you! Marik, please, don*t! DON*T!* Malik cried, desperately. Marik simply tossed the pants aside, and released Malik*s wrists. He immediately began to fight again, and Marik caught his wrists in his wing claws, pinning his wrists by his head. He grasped the fabric of Malik*s tank top, and tore down the middle, then tossing it aside as well, leaving the angel naked beneath him. Tears streaked Malik*s face as he pleaded with the demon to stop what he was doing. But Malik*s pleas seemed to fall on deaf ears, as he writhed in the sight of seemingly blind eyes. Marik*s eyes were the most empty, hollow dead eyes Malik had ever seen, and that frightened him more than anything else right now. Marik had seemed to have lost all emotion, including pity, and mercy. Malik sobbed when Marik stripped himself until he was as naked as his victim. He forced Malik*s thighs apart, and settled between them.

Suddenly, he blinked, and looked around. He snaked his tail over to the bedside table, and opened a drawer, taking out a tube of lubricant. He squirted some into his hand, and rubbed it over his arousal, keeping some on his fingers. He lowered his hand between Malik*s legs, and Malik gave a wail of despaired helplessness as Marik slid one finger into his opening. Marik twisted it slightly, before adding a second. Malik*s cries rose in pitch as his scissored his fingers, then added another. He thrust them in and out a few times, before removing them, and moving above Malik, positioning his erection at the angel*s entrance.

All of a sudden, his eyes cleared, and he looked down into Malik*s face. Malik stared back, seeing that awareness had returned to the demon.

*Marik. Please stop.* He whimpered, and hiccupped. Marik swallowed, and closed his eyes momentarily.

*No, Malik. I need to do this.*

*Why?* Malik asked. Marik sighed, and to Malik*s releif, released him, and rolled off of him, lying by his side. He pulled Malik into his chest, and stroked the trembling boy*s hair.

*I need to tell you a story, Malik. You see, a few years ago, there was a young demon, about your age. He was very good at training, and was advanced, actually. But he was very cocky. He thought nothing could hurt him. That he could take on whatever was thrown at him. But he was under the authority of a well respected Lieutenant. This lieutenant wasn*t all that everyone thought he was. He was...... Bad. He had a secret sick obsession. And this cocky young demon was his target. He approached him one day after training, and asked him to accompany him to his home to discuss possibly placing the boy in advanced training. And the boy agreed. He followed the lieutenant to his home. And there, the lieutenant lulled him into a false sense of security. Then, he struck. He overpowered the boy, tied him down, and raped him, stealing my virginity.* Malik jerked and stared at Marik, hearing the slip up. *He warned him not to tell anyone. After all, even if he did, who would believe him? And the boy was left a wreck. He was devastated, his self confidence demolished completely, and his sanity slowly slipping away. It took a very devoted lover to save him, but the scars have not faded.

*I don*t want that to happen to you. Keith will rape you the first chance he gets, Malik. And if he does get the chance, I do not want your virginity torn away so brutally. He enjoys his victims* pain, and he will inflict all the pain he can. Malik, I know you don*t want it, and if you hate me for this, then so be it. But I will not allow you to suffer as I have suffered. I am going to make love to you, Malik. I will see it as making love, but you may see it as rape. And if you do, fine. But at least it will be gentle, and cause the least amount of pain. It will only be rape, if you make it so, Malik. You may hate me for it, but someday, you may find yourself thankful, especially if you ever fall into Keith*s clutches. He plans to take you as his slave, and that means sex slave. And should that happen, then you can think that at least your first time, consentual or not, it was with someone who...... Loved you. And that may be a comfort.

*I have been raped, and have no desire in me to rape you. But if it will save you from the pain that I went through, then so be it. Know only that I love you Malik. And under other circumstances, I would respect your wishes. But I cannot take that chance with Keith. Can you understand this?* Marik looked at Malik and stared at the tearful smile.

*Marik.....* Malik, whimpered, and kissed him. *I.... I understand. And I will not resist.*

*I know you had a promise to Ryou, Malik. I had a promise to Bakura. The same one you made to Ryou. But thanks to Keith, I was unable to keep that vow, and neither will you should he get to you.* Malik nodded, and hugged Marik tightly. They moved slowly, until they were in their former position, Malik lying beneath the demon, and Marik positioned to enter the angel.

*Are you ready, beloved?* Marik whispered, and Malik smiled.

*Yes.*

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*This is our capital.* Yami said, and Yugi stared up at the big jagged building.

*Wow. It*s really...... Black.* Yami chuckled at the angel*s naivety.

*Uh, yes, Yugi, it is black.* He snickered. *You act like you*ve never seen the color before.*

*Oh, well, not much. I mean, off the top of my head, there*s Otogi*s hair, but other than that....*

*I see....* Yami said, amusement in his tone. *Well, come along. I need to go to the market, and you can show me what kind of foods you like.*

*Okay.* Yugi said, and leapt into the air after Yami, beating his wings to keep up and not be jerked by the leather around his throat. As they flew, more and more demons were seen, and all stared at Yugi, wich wasn*t very comforting. The market was swarming with demons, mostly women, shopping for their fmailies. Yami landed, Yugi besuide him. Yugi obediantly folded his wings, and Yami restrained them, gnelty, not wanting to hurt the smaller boy. HE was a gentle soul at heart, and felt pity for the little angel, and admired him for his undying loyalty and love towards his friends, and was doing everything he could to gbain the boy*s trust. HE longed to have someone who cared for him that much, and for some reason, hoped to find it in his small prisoner. He walked forwards, holing tight to Yugi*s leash. Yugi followed closely, and looked around. Yami stopped at one stall to look over fresh vegetables.

*What do you eat, boy?* He asked Yugi.

*Any thing green, sir.* Yugi said, softly. Yami blinked.

*Okay, that leaves a lot of options. Hello Mazaki. Three of the broccoli, two pounds of green beans, four heads of lettuce, one cabage, two punds of spinach, and....... Five ears of the sweet corn.*

*There you go Yami. Here*s some radishes for the road. I know how much you like them.*

*Thank you, Mazaki.* Yami said, handing over some gold coins, then passing the bag to Yugi. He went and picked up ten pounds of rice, tossing this over his own shoulder, and grabbed some riped fruits, and a few pounds of different meats, and some different breads. Then, with a wink at Yugi, whjo was quite weighed down, hwe stopped at the sweets stall, and picked up a few things; Yugi didn*t see what. As they left the market, a demon scurried up to Yami.

*Master Yami, would you like help taking your purchases home?* The shifty little demon asked.

*No thank you. I have him, now.* Yami said, pointing to Yugi. The demon*s eyes widened, and he gasped, then shot a venomous glare at the angel.

*Very well, sir.* The demon growled, as Yami removed Yugi*s wing straps, and releived him of most of his load.

*Come, Yugi.* He said, and leapt into the air, Yugi close behind. They flew in sile nce towards Yami*s home, and didn*t make a sound until they were nearly done putting the groceries.

*Yugi?* Yami said. *You*ve been awfully quiet.*

*That demon at the market, the little one......*

*Oh, ignore him. He makes money by helping people take their groceries home. He was simply mad that you robbed him of a job.*

*Oh.* Yugi said. *Last night, you said that today I could see Malik and Ryou.*

*I did?*

*I think so.*

*Well, I don*t. You will not see them today Yugi. But you will tomorrow.*

*For Ryou*s birthday?*

*Yes. For Ryou*s birthday.* Yami said with a smile, as Ytugi helped him start dinner.

*I miss Ryou.* Ytugi said, as he tossed a salad, and Yami smiled at him from the stove.

*I know, Yugi. You must care for your friends very much to have given up your freedom to se them.*

*My grandfatehr is my only family, and he never has time for me. He*s always busy with the council.*

*He*s an arch angel?*

*Yes. Solomon.*

*One of the High Elders?*

*Yes.*

*I can see where you wouldn*t often see him. So you spend most of your time with your friends?*

*Yes. Joey, and Otogi, and Ryou and Malik. I met Joey and Otogi in training, and Ryou and Malik and I grew up together.*

*I see. So, they*re like family.*

*Yes.*

*It*s the same with me, Baura and Marik. We are very close to each other.*

*Then, if I asked you something about them, you couold answer?* Yugi said, and Yami blinked, then looked at Yugi, suspiciously.

*Perhaps....*

*Will they treat Ryou and Malik as well as you have treted me?* Yugi asked, and Yami smiled.

*Well, I know that Marik beats up Malik.*

*WHAT?!?*

*When he can catch him, that is. They go to the sparring grounds all the time, and spar nearly all day. They seem to be getting along very well. And I believe that Bakura has taken a shine to Ryou. Maybe even has a crush on him.* He winked at Yugi, who giggled. *You know you*re the only one who knows that all three of you are here. Malik doesn*t know that Ryou is alive, and Ryou still thinks that you two are in Heaven.*

*What? Why?!*

*We*re taking you and Malik to Bakura*s home for Ryou*s birthday gift.*

*Oh, he*ll be so happy to see us!* Yugi gasped,m and grinned in anticipation of seeing his two friends. *But, could you take me over later?*

*Why?*

*I think Malik and Ryou should have some time alone before I barge in. They are lovers, and... I know that Malik had some big plans for Ryou.*

*Oh, really.....* Yami said, and spooned the lasagna alfredo onto plates.

*Yami?*

*Yes?*

*You said that Ryou saved you the other day. From being...... raped. What happened?* Yami sighed, and sat down across from Yugi.

*I am under the authority of Lieutenant Keith. You see, there are good and bad demon.s And he is bad to the bone, Yugi. He has raped many young demons, Marik among them. He attempted to rpae Bakura, but Marik saved them. Anyway, when MArik caught Malik, Bakura went to visit, and I stayed with Ryou. But Keith showed up and told me that there was a disturbance at the gate, and to come with him immediately. My sense of duty overpowered my insticts, and I followed him like a fool. Ryou saw through his plot, and f.ollowed. Keith attacked me, held me down at began to tear my clothes off. But Ryou knocked him off of me. But Ryou never had a chance. Keith disarmed him, and knocked me out. When I woke up, Bakura had stripped Ryou of his clothes, shoved him to his knees, and was about to whip him.*

*WHAT?!*

*He thought that Ryou had tried to escape. You see, Ryou had made an escape attempt that morning, and I stopped him. But Ryou had saved me, and I wasn*t goign to let Bakura whip him, so I stopped him, and tol dhim what happened. On the way home, Marik said that when they arrived on the scene, they were just barely in time to stop Keith from raping Ryou. If Ryou hand*t have come, he would have raped ME. And for that, I am deeply in your friend*s debt. And I always pay my debt. Tomorrow, tell Ryou for me, that should he ever feel the need, he may seek sanctuary with me.* Yugi nodded, feeling a growing respect for this demon.

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If ya don*t like male/male sex, then end the chapter now. The rest is a Malik/Marik lemon. This is your final warning.

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Marik kissed his angelic lover gently, as he pressed himself into the boy*s body. Malik shivered and moaned. He had never known he could feel like this, as he learned how the pain and pleasure worked with one another to enhance each other. He lifted his hips bringing Marik into his body as deep as he could. Marik gasped and closed his eyes, letting his head fall to Malik*s shoulder.

*Oh, by the eternal fires of hell........* Marik breathed, and thrust his hips forward, thought he could go no further. Malik moaned at this, and squirmed.

*M-marik..........* HE gasped, and raked his fingernails down the demon*s back. *Oh, heaven...* Marik continued to rock his hips against Malik sending shivers through their bodies. Malik*s trembling grew violent, until he couldn*t take it anymore. *Marik, please! Stop it and go!*

*Stop and go?* MArik snickered.

*Oh, shut up......* Malik muttered, and bucked his hips. Marik kissed him, and Malik smiled into his lips, threading his fingers through the demon*s hair, not letting him stop. *Please....* Malik murmured into Marik*s mouth. *Do it.* Marik laughed, and broke the kiss, rubbing noses with the smaller boy. Gently, he pulled himself out of Malik, and pressed back in. Malik*s head fell back as he moaned.

*Oh, yes.....* He groaned. *Again....* Marik obeyed, and picked up a slow rhythm, pumping in and out of the body beneath him. Malik lifted his hips to meet every thrust, rolling his head from side to side, moaning, running his hands over Marik*s shoulders. Marik smiled, and nuzzled his throat, nipping at it, making the angel twitch and giggle.

*Hey.... Stop!* Malik yelped, but to his horror, Marik froze completely, then pulled out and got off of the bed.

*Okay.* He said, shrugging. Malik*s eyes widened as he gave a frustrated groan and writhed on the bed.

*NO! You asshole!!!!* Malik gasped, and Marik snickered as the angle kept thrusting his hips up, desperate for some kind of contact. Marik grinned, and curled his fingers around Malik*s erection. Malik gave a strained gaps, and thrust into Marik*s hand.

*That*s it....* Marik hissed. *Keep going, Malik.* Malik obeyed and rolled his hips, rubbing himself into Marik*s palm, whimpering.

*Oh, by the Gates of Heaven!* Malik cried, when Marik pulled his hand back. *Please! Don*t leave me like this!* Marik smiled, and without warning, thrust into Malik*s body again. Malik screamed and arched off of the bed, flaring his wings and thrashing them wildly. Marik found it difficult to handle the angel*s powerful wings, and had to lie on the boy to avoid being knocked off of the bed. He got low and held his balance, and began thrusting into Malik.

*Harder!* Malik cried, when Marik began stroking his erection. Marik kissed Malik again, and felt the angel*s climax rapidly approaching. Malik was no longer able to speak, only gasp and whimper into the demon*s mouth. Malik orgasmed fast and hard, clenching down on Marik, who began desperately thrusting harder. Malik lay shuddering beneath him as he finally reached his peak and froze, coating Malik*s insides with his passion. Using his last bit of energy, he flipped off of Malik and rested beside him. Malik sighed and rolled over, laying his head on Marik*s sweaty chest.

*I love you, Marik.*

*I love you too. Sleep well. You*re going to have a big day tomorrow.*

*Huh? Why?*

*It*s a surprise. You*ll see.*

*Okay...... G*night.*

*G*night.*

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Next chapter is the one everyone*s been waiting for! Ryou and Malik are reunited, only to find that they have both broken their vows to one another. What will this do to their relationship. And who will the two angels choose to be with; their demon lovers, or each other? It*s a big chapter coming up!

Next Chapter: The Reunion