Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Three Yamis and a Hikari ❯ Three Yamis and a Hikari ( One-Shot )

Three Yamis and a Hikari

hato-chiisai

Disclaimer: I do not own anything in this story.

******** MAJOR YAOI WARNING. THIS IS THE MOST GRAPHIC, MOST EROTIC LEMON I HAVE EVER WRITTEN, AND THAT'S SAYING A LOT. IF YOU HAVE THE SLIGHTEST DICOMFORT WHEN IT COMES TO SEX, ESPACIALLY MALE/MALE, LEAVE RIGHT NOW. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED!!!!!************

Ryou/Bakura/Marik/Yami

This story is dedicated to bakurasgirl. Bakurasgirl, you're the best! I finished that drawing of Ryou and Bakura kissing, by the way! I'll send it to you when I get the chance! It turned out great!

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Ryou looked up at a pounding on the door. He sighed, and stood, going to answer it. It was Malik, and Yugi.

"Hey." Ryou said. "I thought you guys were going to Seto's to work on the group project." His fellow hikari's nodded.

"We are." Yugi said. "We just don't want our yamis along. They'll get bored."

"Could you keep an eye on them for us, Ryou?" Malik asked. Ryou raised his eyebrows.

"What am I, a yami-sitter?"

"They only listen to hikaris, Ryou." Malik said. "They won't listen to Joey or anything."

"I suppose so…." Ryou said, biting his lip. The Millennium Puzzle and the Rod glowed, and Marik and Yami appeared.

"Hello, yami-sitter." Yami said, brushing past Ryou and into the house, ruffling his hair on the way.

"Hi, honey." Marik said, kissing Ryou's cheek, and followed. Ryou blinked, and blushed. Malik and Yugi giggled.

"I didn't know you and Marik were together." Malik said, slyly. Ryou glared.

"We're not, and you know it. You just have a psycho yami who wants to get into my pants."

"You're telling me what I already know, Ryou. And he's not the only one who wants to get into your pants." Malik said, grinning, and glancing pointedly at the Puzzle. Ryou's eyes widened. Malik snickered. "Thanks. Try to keep Marik from the squirrels, okay?"

"I'll do my best."

"Don't let Yami have any chocolate." Yugi instructed.

"Right. No chocolate." Ryou repeated, smiling. All three hikaris winced at a loud crash from inside the house, followed by shouting. "They woke up Bakura…." He mumbled, and waved ad Yugi and Malik got into Seto Kaiba's car. Then, he turned, and braced himself, before walking into the house.

"Hey Ryou! I'm hungry!" Marik shouted.

"My hikari is not your slave, Marik!" Bakura roared. Ryou sighed, and looked down the stairs to Bakura's basement bedroom. Yami was sitting on a chair backwards, grinning at Marik, who was lounging on Bakura's bed, while Bakura lounged IN the bed.

"You know where the kitchen is, Marik." Ryou snarled. "Get it yourself." Marik blinked at Ryou.

"Oooh….. SOME body's cranky." The blonde yami said, and glanced at the clock. It was seven thirty. "Hey Bakura. Yami. Idea." Ryou raised his eyebrows, as Bakura and Yami leaned in. Ryou became nervous when the yami kept glancing at him as they whispered. They all nodded, and stood, staring at Ryou.

"Come here, Ryou." Bakura said. Ryou slowly backed away.

"Uhh…. That's okay, Bakura… I'll go make Marik a sandwich."

"No." Marik said. "We're going out to dinner.

"Come here, Ryou……" Bakura whined. Ryou blinked, then bolted. "DAMMIT!" Bakura yelped, and he and the other two yamis thundered up the stairs. Ryou locked himself in his bedroom. Of course, this did not help at all, as his yami picked the lock in under thirty seconds. The three yamis found Ryou in the bathroom, in the cupboard under the sink.

"Ryou," Yami snickered, at the cowering hikari. "What are you doing in there?"

"Checking the pipes. Go away." Ryou said. Bakura squatted down, and stared at Ryou with an amused smirk on his face. Ryou stared back, suspiciously. When Yami and Marik knelt to peer in at him, he pressed himself farther back in the corner.

"You know, you have every right and reason to be scared, Ryou." YamiYugi drawled, in the mood for mischief. "We are three psychotic 5000 year old Egyptian Spirits let loose in the 21st century." Marik and Bakura grinned sadistically. "And you are at our mercy…." The three yamis chuckled when Ryou's eyes widened.

"Marik. Bakura." Yami said. "Get `im."

"As you wish, your highness…" Bakura chuckled.

"As the Pharaoh commands…." Marik grinned. Ryou squeaked, as they grabbed him, and dragged him out from under the sink. He was thrown over Marik's shoulder, and they returned to Bakura's room. Bakura and Yami started going through Bakura's wardrobe, as Marik tossed Ryou onto the bed, and proceeded to sit on him to keep him from running off and hiding again. Ryou gasped suddenly, making Yami and Bakura look up. Marik was pinning Ryou down, and had his hand down Ryou's jeans. Bakura scowled.

"MARIK!" He barked. The blonde jumped, removing his hand quickly, and looked at Bakura, guiltily. Yami snickered.

"Got caught with your hand in the cookie jar, huh Marik?"

"Ikhras, Pharaoh!" Marik snapped, and released Ryou, who scuttled away. (AN: Arabic for shut up….. scuttled…. Heehee….. I love those words, scuttled, scampered, skittered, scurried……)

"Come here, Ryou." Bakura said, and Ryou was more than happy to do so, keeping out of Marik's reach. He jumped onto Bakura, who gasped, dropping the shirt he was holding, and caught Ryou, who promptly wrapped his arms around Bakura's neck and his legs around his waist. Bakura smiled, as Ryou nuzzled his ear. "Clingy all of a sudden, aren't you?" He laughed, and Ryou kissed the tip of his nose.

"Ashiteru!" Ryou told him. Bakura smiled, and put Ryou down.

"I love you too. C'mon, now. Let's play dress-up. Try these on." He handed Ryou a pair of pants. Ryou took them, then turned, knowing that his yami wasn't giving him a choice. He blinked at Marik, who was leaning against the bathroom door, and Yami, sitting on the stairs. They were blocking his two exits. Ryou sighed, and took off his shirt, then slowly, intentionally teasing the yamis, slid his jeans down his thighs, taking his boxers at the same time, showing Marik and Yami his backside, while giving Bakura the frontal view. (O_O) Bakura smirked.

"Put the damn pants on before I start feeling you up." Bakura snickered. Ryou smiled, and did so, pulling the tight black leather on, slowly, for the sole purpose of driving Yami and Marik mad.

"Mmmmmm……." Marik said. "I don't thing the pants are calming me down." Ryou turned, an saw Malik running his eyes up and down his body.

"Ryou, you are incredibly sexy in nothing but those pants." Yami said, grinning. Ryou blushed, and Bakura handed him a shirt. Ryou pulled on the silvery blue shirt, that clung tightly to his body, and came up short, displaying his flat stomach and the pants were low enough to show the slight dips in the flesh where his legs connected to his hips. Bakura kissed Ryou's neck, then started digging in his jewelry chest. He pulled out a metal studded collar, and fixed it around Ryou's neck, then put some chains on his wrists.

"Perfect…" Marik said. Bakura smirked.

"Almost. One more thing." Bakura said, and began ruffling through Ryou's hair. When he was done, his hair looked more like Bakura's. Bakura grinned.

"Well," Yami said, standing. "Let's eat!"

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"No one conquers who doesn't fight." Yami said. "In bed, with a rope." Ryou choked on his Cashew Chicken as Yami read his fortune from his fortune cookie. Marik and Bakura chuckled.

"Okay," Bakura said, cracking his cookie open. "Behind every great man, there is an even better man. In bed, with a rope." Marik and Yami cracked up, as Ryou stared at them.

"That would be me behind you, Bakura. My turn!" Marik cried, getting his fortune. "Don't worry about money. The best things in life are free. In bed with a rope." Ryou blinked when they stopped laughing, and looked at him.

"What?"

"It's your turn."

"To what?" Ryou asked. Bakura sighed, and rolled his eyes.

"In bed with a rope."

"What?"

"It's a game. You read your fortune out loud, and add on in bed with a rope." He explained. Ryou blinked.

"Why?"

"It's funny. Just read one." Yami said.

"No." Ryou squeaked.

"C'mon Ryou…." Bakura said, and smirked "We'll each do one more, then you have to." Ryou's eyes widened, and he squeaked.

"Okay! Okay!" He gasped. Bakura smirked, knowing that the mental threat would work.

"Okay," Bakura said, and opened another fortune cookie. He read it aloud. "You are artistic and others can relate to you…. in bed with a rope." Marik and Yami grinned. Yami cracked open another cookie.

"You are always welcome at any gathering. In bed with a rope." Yami read, and the others snickered into their rice. "Marik?"

"Your hidden creative talents will soon be revealed, in bed with a rope." Marik read, and he and the other two yamis broke into hysterical giggles. "Okay, your turn, Ryou." Marik said, and they all looked at him expectantly. Ryou swallowed, and broke open his cookie. He read the fortune to himself. Then turned bright red. "Well?"

"I'm not getting out if this, am I?" He asked. They all grinned, and shook their heads. Ryou sighed, and read the fortune. "It is impossible to please everyone. Please yourself first." He looked up at the expectant faces. "In bed with a rope." He mumbled. The three yamis cracked up, while Ryou rubbed his forehead. "That is so wrong." He mumbled.

"That's the point." Yami snickered.

"Can we go home now?" Ryou whined.

"NO!!!" All three yamis nearly shouted.

"We have…. Plans….." Marik said, slowly. Ryou's eyes widened. He had a bad feeling about this…. He just hoped Marik wasn't going to add on `in bed with a rope' to what he had just said.

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"No." Ryou said, firmly. "No way, no how. Absolutely not." The yamis ignored him, as they walked towards the door to the club. "Yami, Marik, Bakura. It's time to go home." He stopped walking, and folded his arms over his chest, glaring at the yamis. They stopped, and looked at him.

"Ohhhhh, how cute…." Yami cooed. "Ryou's trying to be the big tough authority. That's so adorable." Bakura and Marik grinned, and the three yamis walked up to Ryou.

"Okay, back to the car." Ryou said, but began to sweat when the three surrounded him. Bakura grinned, and put his arm around Ryou's waist, and Marik got on his other side, throwing an arm around Ryou's shoulders, while Yami walked in front of them. They guided Ryou to the door of the club, where the bouncer had a brief conversation with Marik who Ryou discovered was a regular attender of this club. Then, the two yamis steered him inside. The techno music blared, and the swirling lights made Ryou dizzy as they crossed to the other side of the club. They all moved up to the bar. The three yamis ordered their drinks, and the bartender turned to Ryou, who swallowed.

"Uh, Virgin Pina-Colada." He said. the bartender raised an eyebrow, and Ryou shrugged. "I'm, uh, I'm the Designated Driver." He said, with a timid smile. The bartender nodded, and fixed the drink, handing it to Ryou.

"Nice to see ONE group with a designated driver." The bartender said. "Good for you, kid. Your drinks are on the house as long as they stay non-alcoholic." Ryou smiled, and nodded his thanks, then turned, and froze. Where the hell were the yamis?

"Oh, great….." He muttered. "Where did they go?" His eyes searched the club, but there were too many people moving around, and the flashing lights on served to confuse him even more. So he took a seat at the bar, where the bartender suddenly gave him a plate of nachos.

"You sure you're old enough to be in here, kid?"

"Yeah. I'm small for my age." Ryou said, smiling.

"You Bakura's brother?"

"Huh?"

"Bakura. You his brother?"

"Ummmm, no, I'm not."

"You look just like him."

"I know. How do you think we were attracted to each other in the first place?" Ryou said with a mischievous smile as he made up his story. The bartender raised his eyebrows.

"Oh. You two are like…. THAT?"

"What?"

"You're boyfriends?"

"More or less." Ryou said, nibbling a nacho.

"Do you know what he does here?"

"Uhhh….."

"THAT!" Ryou turned, and then spotted Bakura. He had one arm lightly around Yami's waist, his eyes were closed and his face tilted to the ceiling as he rubbed his groin into Yami's backside, who was grinding against Marik before him, who leaned down to kiss him heatedly. This brought Bakura out of his trance like's state, and he lowered his face to Yami's neck and began nibbling on it. Ryou raised his eyebrows, then sighed, and shook his head, rolling his eyes with a slightly amused smile.

"You're not upset?" the bartender asked, surprised.

"No. I don't mind when he messes with them, and he doesn't mind when they mess with me. We don't care if we do any messing around as long as it stays within the six of us."

"Six?"

"Me, Bakura, Malik, Marik, Yami and Yugi."

"Oh. Where IS Malik?"

"Working on a school project." Ryou chuckled, wryly, and the bartender laughed as he mixed a screwdriver for someone. "And I got stuck boyfriend-sitting."

"You a Duelist?" The bartender asked.

"Yes."

"Man. They ALL seem to come here. You probably know some of the these guys, like them, over there." Ryou looked, and saw Weevil and Rex Raptor having a drink and a debate with Espa Roba. Ryou raised his eyebrows.

"I think they're underage….." He mumbled, but then realized that they had matured a bit to look more their age. They probably still WERE underage, but then again, so was he, and so was Malik. He continued on, and saw Mako drinking in a dark table, silently, and alone. He looked like he was deep in thought about something, which was weird considering his loud, hyper nature. Oh well, maybe he acted more sober when he was drunk…

Suddenly, a hand descended onto his shoulder, and he jumped.

"Well, well, well….." A voice sneered, and Ryou turned. He swallowed, nervous, but frowned.

"Keith." He said, in a toneless voice. Bandit Keith smirked. "Get your hands off of me." Keith ignored this.

"Never thought I'd find a little goody-two-shoes like you in a bar."

"Oh. You mean you actually THINK?" Ryou said, eating another nacho. Keith scowled.

"Oh, very funny, Pretty Boy…." He snarled, and Ryou shrugged, calmly.

"I thought so." He said, piling some sour cream onto another nacho, and eating it. "Now I'd suggest that you get your hands off of me before Bakura notices." Ryou tensed, and barely held in a squeak, when the hand squeezed his shoulder tightly.

"Let go of him." Both turned at this stern voice, and watched as Yami came striding over. He glared at Keith, folding his arms over his chest. Ryou saw Rex Raptor slap Weevil's shoulder, and point to them. They got up, followed by Espa Roba, and came over to see what was going on. Yami barely noted their presence.

"I said, let go of him."

"Sure." Keith snarled, and released Ryou's shoulder, glaring at Yami.

"Now get lost." Yami commanded. Keith scowled.

"No. I think I'll sit right here, and get a drink. Maybe have some nachos." He snitched one, and ate it slowly. Ryou stared at the floor. Bakura and Marik came up, noticing the crowd of Duelists. Mako was not far behind.

"Ryou? This asshole bothering you?" Bakura asked, glaring at Keith.

"So. You need your guard dogs to come save you?" Keith sneered, at Ryou, who blushed.

"I'm fine, Bakura. I can fight my own battles." Ryou said, quietly. Bakura frowned at this, but respected Ryou's words, and backed off a bit.

"I'll bet you can." Keith said, slowly. "But can you win them?" Ryou said nothing. "That's what I thought. Or you can prove me wrong." He slammed his dueling deck down on the bar. Bakura scowled, but said nothing.

"Don't listen to him." Weevil said suddenly.

"Yeah, he's not worth it." Rex agreed.

"He's a cheater." Espa said. "There is no honor in cheating. I speak from personal experience." Ryou was surprised that they were standing up for him.

"Yeah." Mako continued. "There's nothing wrong in turning down a challenge from a cheater." Keith was furious by this point, and was about to slug Espa Roba, who was closest, when Ryou pulled out his own deck.

"I accept your challenge." He said. Cheers went up from the crowd that had gathered. "Yami, will you be our judge?"

"No!" Keith said. "The judge has to be impartial!" Yami glared.

"Are calling me dishonest?" He snarled, dangerously. Before Keith could answer, the bartender stepped in.

"I'LL judge. " He said. Ryou and Keith nodded their agreement, and headed over to a table cleared for them. They shuffled their decks, and bets flew around the room.

"Hey Mouto!" some one yelled. "Care to make a wager?" Yami smirked, and slammed $200 onto the table.

"Ryou will win." He said, calmly, and Marik and Bakura slammed down their own cash.

"Ryou to win." Bakura said, with a smirk. Marik grinned.

"Ryou to lose. OW! Win! Ryou to win! Jeeze Bakura!" Ryou couldn't help but to giggle slightly at the pair of yamis. Another wad of cash was slammed down, suddenly.

"Ryou to win." Mako said, glaring at Keith.

"Me too!" Rex snarled, also glaring at Keith.

"And me." Weevil sneered.

"Count me in." Espa announced, and Ryou felt his face heat up, embarrassed that his friend's rivals were cheering him on.

"I'll bet four hundred for Ryou to win." Another voice said. Ryou looked up, startled, and Mai winked at him. "Take him down, kiddo." She said, and ruffled Ryou's hair. The bartender cleared his throat.

"Keith made the challenge." He said, and held up a coin. "Ryou, call it." he tossed it.

"Tails."

"Heads. Keith goes first. Draw your hands. This is a quick duel, with 2000 life points. Tributes are not required." They drew their hands.

"We're keeping a close eye on you, Keith." Rex snarled. "you cheat, you automatically loose." Keith frowned, and laid a card face down.

"Giga-Tech Wolf, in attack mode." 1400/1200 He announced. "Your move, short stuff." Ryou grunted at that and drew a card.

"Two cards face down." He said, quietly. "And once face down, in defense mode. Your move." Keith drew a card.

"Disk Magician, in attack mode." 1350/1000 He slammed the card down. "Attack!" Ryou flipped up his Morphing Jar. They discarded their hands, and drew a new one. "One card face down." Keith snarled, and motioned for Ryou to make his move.

"On face down defense monster." Ryou said, and ended his turn. Keith drew.

"Gadget Soldier." 1800/2000 "Attack." Ryou flipped the Man-Eater Bug. Gadget Soldier was destroyed. Ryou drew, and sighed, flipping up one of his Magic Cards.

"Dark Hole." He said, and played the Lady of Faith in defense mode. Keith drew a card, and grinned.

"Barrel Dragon!" He shouted, and many spectators groaned. Ryou was totally calm, however, when his Lady o Faith was destroyed. He calmly passed his turn.

"Ryou! What are you doing?!?" Bakura yelled, and Yami clamped his hand over his mouth. Keith played Jinzo #7. 500/400

"Barrel Dragon attack!" Ryou flipped up Enchanted Javelin, which countered the attack. Ryou took 2600 damage, and the trap card gave him 2600 life points. He was still at 2000. But so was Keith. "Jinzo #7 attack!" Ryou's life points were 1500. Ryou smiled, and laid his hand down on the table, and flipped up the only card on his side of the field.

"Change of Heart." He said. "I take over your Barrel Dragon, and Attack your Jinzo #7. You lose." The crowd cheered, and Keith stared at Ryou in shock. Ryou gathered his cards, and slipped them back into his pocket. Keith let out a roar, and hurled the table between them aside, and lunged at Ryou, knocking him over backwards in the chair. Ryou slammed his head onto the floor and yelped. When he came to his senses, he gasped at the huge fist heading straight for his face. A tan blur shot between Ryou's face, and Keith's fist, as Marik caught Keith's fist. Ryou stared at Marik's hand, and inch from his nose.

"Big, mistake….." Marik snarled.

"Get `im!" Mako roared, and leapt on Keith's back. Ryou stared, as Rex, Espa and Weevil dropped their drinks, and pounced on Keith as well. Marik helped Ryou to his feet, and watched as Yami helped Mai up. She had been shoved, and ended up on top of Bakura, who was not happy.

"Thanks Marik." Ryou said. Marik smiled and ruffled his hair.

"You can thank me with a dance." Marik crooned into Ryou's ear, and watched the boy blush, as he dragged him onto the dance floor, which was almost empty, as everyone was watching Keith trying to throw the four duelists off of him. Marik wrapped an arm around Ryou's waist pulling his body tightly against his own.

"Marik! I don't know how to dance!" Ryou squeaked.

"Don't worry." Yami whispered into his ear, coming up behind him, and wrapping his own arm around Ryou's waist, pressing against him. Ryou blushed furiously as he was sandwiched between the two yamis. "Just follow us…." Yami advised, and Ryou gasped, as Yami began grinding his hips into Ryou's backside. The gasp turned to a whimpering moan when Marik began to do the same thing, grinding his hips into Ryou's. Bakura grinned at the look on Ryou's face, and decided to join them, stepping up behind Yami, who moaned, and let his fall back to Bakura's shoulder. Marik pushed Ryou back into Yami's chest, and kissed him. Ryou moaned into Marik's mouth, as he felt his arousal awakening to greet Marik's. He felt Yami's teeth grazing the skin under his ear, and felt Bakura lean over Yami's shoulder to nibble the other side of his throat, as Marik deepened the kiss, slipping his tongue into Ryou's mouth. Yami's hands drifted down and massaged Ryou's hips, an he felt Bakura's hands slide under his shirt. Ryou gasped into Marik's mouth when Bakura pinched his nipples between his fingers. Marik had one hand firmly in the small of Ryou's back, pressing him hard against the tan yami, and one hand running its fingers through Ryou's hair.

Ryou felt his knees get weak as the three other boys moved with him, teasing him at every opportunity. Ryou moaned again, and his knees buckled. Marik and Yami kept him upright, and Bakura chuckled.

"Time to go home, guys." He mumbled. "It's two am….."

"We have two hours before the place closes!" Yami whined.

"Ryou won't last that long….." Bakura said. "He's tired." Marik looked at Bakura, and smirked, when the white-haired yami winked.

"Let's go." Marik said, and they guided a hazy-minded Ryou out of the club. They put him in the car, and Ryou blinked and got out the keys. Bakura sat next to him, and Yami and Marik slid into the back seat, and promptly started making out.

"Not in my car, you guys." Ryou said, feeling his fading arousal re-awaken. Bakura glared at the two yamis in the back seat, and they reluctantly stopped. Ryou drove them home, and was surprised when they got home alive, since the yamis kept meeting around with each other, and him…. He was relieved when they got inside. But as soon as they did, the three yamis pounced on Ryou.

********* I AM PUTTING ANOTHER WARNING IN. MAJOR YAOI ALERT. IF YOU HAVE EVEN THE SLIGHTEST DISCOMFORT, I SUGGEST THAT YOU LEAVE THIS FIC RIGHT NOW. INCREDIBLY EROTIC GRAPHIC SEX SCENE COMING UP! THIS IS YOUR FINAL WARNING*****

He was thrown over Marik's shoulder, and carried down into Bakura's room. It was pitch black. Ryou grunted when he was thrown onto the bed. A match was lit, and Bakura wandered around, lighting candles while Marik and Yami's hands ran over the hikari's body, exploring every inch. Ryou squirmed under their ministrations and gave a little `eep!' when Bakura crawled onto the bed, pulling his shirt off. Marik and Yami grinned when Bakura distracted Ryou with a kiss, and discarded their own shirts, before leaning down and relieving Ryou of his.

"You, you must be joking!" Ryou gasped. The yamis all chuckled, darkly.

"Absolutely not." Marik said.

"I don't know if he can handle all three of us at once, Bakura." Yami said, running his fingers through Ryou's hair.

"Yeah! What he said!" Ryou gasped, as Marik licked up and down his flat belly. Bakura smirked.

"Aww, you can handle us, Ryou. The only problem is who gets to do what."

"I call seme, with Ryou the uke!" Marik said, lifting his head, before returning to ravaging Ryou's bare chest. Yami grinned.

"In that case, I'm Ryou's uke." He said, grinning at the look on Ryou's face. "And Bakura can get a blow job." Bakura snickered.

"You guys are nuts!"

"We know." Bakura murmured into Ryou's ear, before crushing his lips to the shocked hikari. Marik smirked at Yami.

"Lie down, Pharaoh."

"Why?"

"I'll prepare you."

"Oh." Marik grinned when Yami blushed. "all right." Yami lay back, and Marik kissed him aggressively, unfastening his leather pants. He felt Yami unfasten his pants, and slide his hand in. Marik moaned when Yami stroked his length. Both looked up when Ryou moaned, loudly, and saw Bakura's hand between his legs, sliding his middle finger in and out of Ryou. Yami smiled, and moved away when Marik tried to kiss him again.

"I want to watch them." He whispered, and Marik nodded, peeling the tight pants off of Yami's body. He slid a finger into Yami's body, and the King of Games groaned, keeping his eyes glued to the activities happening between Ryou's thighs. He watched Ryou arch his back s Bakura added another finger, and stroked the walls of his tight passage. Yami gasped when Marik added another finger, pulling them in and out, gently. Marik added a third, and not long after, so did Bakura. Marik and Bakura scissors their fingers, thrusting them in and out, before pulling back. Yami smiled, and the four of them shifted around, Yami ending up in the middle of the bed, with Ryou between his legs. He smiled at Ryou's wide eyes, staring down below him, between Yami's legs. Yami chuckled.

"Is it really that fascinating, Ryou?" He asked, grinning broadly when Ryou blushed. They both turned and looked when Marik stood with Bakura, and the two crushed their lips together. Ryou and Yami' mouths fell open when Marik shoved Bakura back, and began to prepare the pale yami.

"Who's taking him?" Yami asked.

"You, I guess." Ryou said. "You're the only one, err, available…" Yami chuckled at Ryou's blush, then pulled him down for a kiss. A few minutes later, they were pulled apart by Bakura, who slid behind Ryou, to guide him.

"Lift your hips, Yami." Bakura said, and Yami obeyed, watching Marik lean over and lick Ryou's erection up and down, coating it with saliva. Ryou clutched Bakura's arms, as he reached around Ryou, adjusting Yami's position. Then, he guided his inexperienced light into position. He kissed Ryou, and moved him forwards. Yami moaned as Ryou's length slid into him. He watched Ryou's mouth fall open in a gasp, and his eyes closed. When Ryou was fully sheathed inside of the King of Games, Bakura gently soothed his hikari, while Marik caressed Yami's face. Bakura moved away from the pair.

They all turned when Marik stood again, and unfastened his pants. When his erection was revealed, Ryou gasped. Marik was a lot bigger than Yami and Bakura, and those were the only two he had ever been taken by. Well, with one other exception…. But Ryou shoved it out of his mind. He couldn't think of the rape…. Not now…. But even so, Marik was even bigger than the attacker. Ryou was afraid. He and Yami stared as Bakura knelt, and took Marik's shaft into his mouth, coating it with his saliva. After a moment, he moved away, and lay next to Yami and Ryou.

Marik moved into position behind Ryou, who swallowed, and bent over Yami. Yami could see the slight fear in Ryou's eyes.

"Ryou, if you don't want Marik to do this, he won't." Bakura said. Marik rubbed Ryou's back.

"Just say the word, Ryou." He said. Ryou swallowed, nervously. If just being prepared hurt, how would Marik feel? He took a deep breath.

"Do it." He whispered. Marik looked to Bakura, who nodded. Marik positioned his pulsating member against Ryou's quivering entrance. Slowly, he pressed past the tight ring of muscle that protected Ryou's entrance, and pushed into him.

Yami sat up slightly, when Ryou gave a pained gasp, his eyes flying wide open in pain. Ryou bit his lip, and closed his eyes, his face scrunching up in pain. Yami looked at Bakura, worried. Bakura narrowed his eyes at Ryou's face, and looked at Marik, who was looking at Bakura for reassurance. Bakura nodded, and Marik forced himself in further. A whimpering cry fell from Ryou's lips, as a tear fell from his eye. Ryou's arms gave out, and he slumped onto Yami's chest, letting most of his weight rest on his knees. Marik slid in a bit father, and Ryou moaned. Bakura motioned for Marik to stop. Marik looked very distressed at this point.

"Ryou?!" Yami gasped, worried.

"Nnnh….. Don't….. stop….." Ryou gasped. "Please!" Marik swallowed, and continued.

"Arch your back, Ryou…" Bakura said. Ryou obeyed, and Marik finally rested completely inside of Ryou. He gasped.

"Ra, Bakura….. I never thought ANYONE could be this tight! Oh, Ra, Ryou…… so tight….." they all sat in silence, waiting for Ryou to adjust to the feeling of Marik's engorged penis in his body.

"Ryou?" Yami asked, after a while. Ryou lifted his head, and kissed Yami.

"I'm fine…." He whispered, and lifted himself onto his arms again.

"You all right?" Marik asked, very concerned for the teen.

"Yes." Ryou said, with a smile, and sat back, leaning against Marik's chest. Both moaned slightly at the movement. Bakura smiled at the look on Ryou's face as Marik kissed his throat.

"He's fine." He said.

"Bakura…." Ryou gasped, and Bakura kissed him. "I'm gonna kill you guys for this." the three yamis chuckled.

"Ryou, habibi, I don't think you'll be able to get out of bed tomorrow." Marik snickered. (AN: Arabic for `love') Bakura moved, and straddled Yami's stomach, moving in to better kiss his hikari. Ryou moaned into the kiss, and reached down, stroking Bakura's length. Bakura looked back at Yami after a moment, then sat up on his knees, only to impale himself on Yami's shaft. Yami groaned, and Bakura crushed his lips to Marik's, over Ryou's shoulder.

"Go." Bakura whispered to Marik.

"Hold him." Marik replied, and Bakura grabbed Ryou's hips, holding him steady. He pressed his mouth to Ryou's as Marik slid out of Ryou. He pushed back in, slowly.

"AAAAHHHH!!!!" Ryou cried. "OH, GOD, MARIK!!!" Marik gasped into Ryou's ear, amazed at the tightness of the scorching heat that enveloped him manhood. "Don't stop!" Ryou moaned. Marik reached around Ryou's chest, and teased his nipples as he slowly pumped in and out of Ryou, who cried out in pain and pleasure at every movement. Bakura engaged Marik in a passionate kiss, gasping when Ryou curled his fingers around his arousal. Marik began speeding up his thrusts, bringing a gasping moan from Yami. Bakura broke off the kiss.

"Oh yeah… I forgot about the Pharaoh…." He said, and Marik snickered.

"Shut up, Tomb Robber." Yami gasped, and Ryou took no notice of this exchange.

"Harder!" He cried out in a heated tone. Bakura moaned as Yami began to massage his thighs, on either side of his hips. Marik thrust harder. Ryou and Yami groaned, and Bakura gasped as Yami bucked his hips.

"All right, all right…." Bakura moaned, and lifted himself up, only to slide back down onto Yami's erection, soon matching Marik's pace. Ryou's heated cries filled the room, accompanied by the groans and grunts of the yamis. But things were still too slow for Marik.

"Ryou…. I can't hold back anymore"! He whined. Ryou gasped.

"Then….. don't!" he replied. Marik paused. "Don't hold back!" Ryou moaned. Marik kissed Ryou's shoulder.

"I'm sorry if I hurt you…." He whispered, and gave up on holding back. He slammed his penis, thick and throbbing, into Ryou's tight passage. Yami cried out, as Ryou was shoved hard into him, and Ryou threw his head back, and screamed.

"MAAARRRIIIIIIIIIKKKK!!!!!!!" Bakura gasped as Ryou unconsciously squeezed his length a little too hard. "Oh, God, Marik! Ahh! Ahh! Uhhhhhh…. Oh, God, yes…. Oh, God, Oh God, Marik, yes, oh, yes…… Mmmmmm Ahh! Ahh! Ohhhhh Gooooddddd……….. Yes! Ah! Ohh……ohh…… uhhhnnnnnnYAAAHHH!!!! OH, GOD! MARIK! MARIK! AHH! HARDER! OH, YES, GOD, YES! AAAAAHHHHH!!!!" Bakura cut off Ryou's screams with his mouth, and plundered the sweetness within, continuing to move upon Yami, who was desperately bucking his hips as Marik's thrusts slammed Ryou hard into him. Ryou pulled away from Bakura.

"Oh, God, so close!" He gasped. Marik grinned, and pulled out, then angled himself, only to slam into Ryou as hard as he could.

"EEEEYYYYYYYYAAAAAAAHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Ryou screamed and released violently into Yami. When his passage constricted Marik's member harder, he gasped and slammed into Ryou as fast and as hard as he could, twisting his nipples harshly. Ryou jerked Bakura's member, and the yami gasped, splattering his seed onto his and Ryou's stomachs. When he tightened around Yami, the Pharaoh found his own release, clenching down around Ryou. The combined actions of Yami, Marik, and Bakura fed Ryou's orgasm, from a small ripple, to a raging tsunami. He arched his back, and his body went into violent spasms, twitching and jerking between Marik and Bakura, as the room was filled with another scream. Just when Marik thought Ryou could get not tighter, he did. With a gasp, he shoved in as far as he could, and filled Ryou with his pent up heat. Bakura stared, as Ryou's body stilled. The boy suddenly slid out from between the two yamis, and slumped to the sheets, in a dead faint. All three stared, confused. Bakura was the first to snap out of it.

"Ryou!" he gasped, and leapt off of Yami, moving to Ryou's side, and flipping him onto his back. "Ryou! Oh, Ra!" Marik and Yami moved up with him.

"Yami, get some cold water!" Marik commanded. Yami sprang from the bed, and came back with a glass of water, and watched Bakura lightly slap Ryou's cheek. After a few minutes, Ryou moaned, and opened his eyes. Bakura lifted him up, and Yami held the glass. Ryou gulped the water, then looked around.

"Oh, my God…." He whispered. "That was the most incredible thing I've ever done…" the yamis blinked, then laughed. Bakura smiled, and kissed Ryou gently. "I love you, Bakura." Ryou murmured. Bakura smiled, and held him close.

"Oh, shit…." Marik muttered. Yami followed his gaze, and they stared at the blood flowing from Ryou's entrance, coating his thighs and spilling onto the sheets.

"Yami, could you take care of that?" Bakura asked. Yami nodded, and rested his hands on Ryou's hips, sending his power to stop the bleeding. "Marik." Bakura said, and Marik took Ryou into his arms, lying back, and letting Ryou's chest rest on his and his lower body to fall between his legs. Bakura spread Ryou's thighs, and bent down.

"Bakura! You're not serious!" Yami gasped. Bakura smirked.

"Of course I am." He said, grinning. "I do this ever time." Yami watched Ryou smile and blush slightly, when Bakura's tongue licked up his thigh. Yami watched, amazed, as Bakura lapped up the warm blood from Ryou's body. His eyes widened as the tomb robber probed Ryou's entrance, thrusting the pink organ in and out, basically fucking the boy with his tongue. Ryou moaned, and squirmed slightly. Bakura smiled, and backed off.

"I can't believe you did that." Yami said, and Bakura grinned, taking Ryou back from Marik. He pulled Ryou's back into his chest, as they rested on their sides. Yami lay down facing Ryou, and pressed his chest into the Ryou's. The two boys wrapped their arms around each other. Marik slid in behind Yami, pressing his chest into the Game King's back. Yami sighed, and smiled, and all four closed their eyes.

/…… Bakura?/

//Yes, tenshi?//

/I want you inside of me…../ Ryou said. Bakura smiled. Ryou had made this request before, and Bakura knew what to do. Ryou wrapped a leg around Yami's, effectively spreading his thighs. Bakura slid his erection, which had returned while cleaning the blood from Ryou, into his hikari. Ryou moaned, and smiled. Others may think it odd, that he liked to sleep with Bakura inside of his body, but he felt closer to his yami, and to him, the closer, the better. He snuggled into his yami's chest. He lay there, listening to the three yami's breathing evening out, until they were all asleep. Ryou smiled to himself. The night had been….. eventful, and he couldn't deny that he had enjoyed it.

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Seto Kaiba's limo pulled up in front of Ryou and Bakura's house, and Seto, Yugi, and Malik climbed out.

"Thanks for letting us sleep over, Seto." Yugi said, as Malik knocked on the door.

"No problem." Seto said, and Malik grinned.

"Hey, I'd have no problem sleeping over again. That was one of the best sleeps I've had in a long time. I had a whole bed to myself, and no yami pawing at me to have sex." Yugi giggled.

"I know what you mean." He said, ringing the doorbell.

"Speaking of yamis having sex, was it wise to leave them all night with Ryou and Bakura?"

"Ah, Marik and Bakura probably screwed each other senseless." Malik laughed. "That's probably why they're not answering. They would have kept poor Ryou and Yami up!" He sighed, and pulled a key out of his pocket, unlocking the door. This was not surprise to the other two, for they also held extra keys to Ryou's house, in case of an emergency. The door swung open.

"Yami? Ryou?" Yugi called. They all immediately went to Bakura's basement. The door was locked. Malik sighed, and knelt, pulling a pin from his pocket, picking the lock in no time. The door swung open. He flicked on the dim light, and the three boys froze.

"I told you it wasn't a good idea to leave them with Ryou…" Seto mumbled, and went into the kitchen, trying not to think about the four, incredibly sexy, incredibly naked boys cuddled up closer than sardines in their can. Yugi swallowed.

"Y'know, I think it's a pretty safe guess that Marik finally got into Ryou's pants….." He squeaked. Malik closed his gaping mouth and nodded.

"Actually, I think a more accurate description would be Marik finally managed to get Ryou OUT of his pants…."

"I don't think we should make Ryou keep an eye on our yamis again." They both jumped, when the four in the bed began to snicker. Ryou opened his eyes, and grinned.

"Actually, Malik, I'm kind of hoping you need another night to finish that project. I'll gladly keep an eye on these three again tonight…" Seto poked his head into view, gawking at Ryou. Marik sat up, grinning.

"Who said we have to wait until tonight, Ryou?" He said. Yami grinned, and promptly rolled onto Ryou. The last thing Seto, Malik and Yugi saw, was Ryou's legs, and the three yamis' backsides, before closing the door to give them privacy. They left the house in a daze, Ryou's heated cries following them the whole way…….

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O_O That is the most erotic thing I have ever written………. Let's do it again! R&R people!