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A Dirty Lawn Scene	By : DirtyHentaiGoddess Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1997 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
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Title: A dirty lawn scene

Authors: Marika + Wayfarer

Notice: And no, this doesn't have anything to do with Yugi… or the riding lawn mower. ^_~

Summary: Malik apartment?

No, Bakura disagreed.

Ryou came home for dinner, a light smile already on his lips. Never before had he seen his yami, the thief king Bakura, cook. Needless to say, he was looking forward to an interesting night.

"Bakura! I'm home! What's for dinner?" Ryou said, bright and chipper.

"I'm not your damned house wife! You cook!" Bakura retorted angrily.

"But I can already smell your cooking. And... it's very .... distinct. What are you making?"

"I.... I'm not making anything! It's the apartment next door. I stole their chicken right off the grill, and they still don't know it's gone yet. Kekekekke...." Bakura laughed. "I earned the great title of Thief King for a reason!"

"Oh dear, Bakura how many times must I tell you not to steal my neighbors things? Remember what happened with the dog?"

Ryou frowned remorsefully

Immediately, a smile was brought to the theif king's face. "Ahh yes. The puppy incident. The stupid mutt had it coming to him."

"It was a her, but that's beside the point." Ryou sighed. "Anyway, I know what chicken smells like, and that's certainly not chicken!"

"So what if it isn't? I'm allowed to make whatever I want. And you have to eat it. Even if it's dogfood!"

Ryou's hand flew up to his mouth at the mention of dogfood. "Oh god, please tell me you're not making dogfood..."

Rather than respond, Bakura continued to cook and whistle merrily while he worked.

Meanwhile, Ryou thought it would be a better idea if he left the house for a bit so that his stomach could settle down. No sooner had he walked through the door, when Malik tackled him onto the lawn.

"I'm so sorry..." Malik whispered. Gently, he stroked Ryou's soft light hair with a sad smile. "I'm sorry I made you sad."

"Ahh ahh! Malik, you didn't make me sad... not recently at least. Could you get off me now?" He pleaded cutely, his deep soft brown amaretto and hazenut chocolate fudge eyes shining like a beautiful lotus blossom, popping out of the muck of the earth.

"No Ryou, I have to show you how sad I am that I made you sad. I have to make it up to you..."

"Uhh no.. really that's not necessary!" Ryou stammered, not know what else he could say.

All I want is your love and forgiveness!"

Suddenly, a spatula flew through the kitchen window (the one next to the stove, not the one next to the microwave) and hit Malik square on his head.

Malik, however, did little more than glare at Bakura before quickly stripping Ryou of his clothing. The neighbors glared in disapproval, but Malik was only encouraged to remove his own clothing. Tenderly, he cupped Ryou's cheek in his bronzed hand and whispered to him. "I will win you now."

"Huh?" Ryou had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen next, but even so, Malik baffled him at times. As he felt the Egyptian's warm hand close around his member, his eyes slowly closed. How he wished that they could do this within the privacy of his home. But he had foolishly left the house and walked right into the every horny Malik.

Malik did nothing to hide his already prominent erection, sliding himself easily between Ryou's thighs, awakening Ryou's sex with every move of his body.

"Ah!," Ryou gasped in surprise, his cheeks flushed. "Shouldn't we go inside before--."

Before Ryou could finish his sentence, Malik blatantly ignored his meek protests and kissed him, pressing him down into the soft green grass of the front lawn. Instantly, they heard whispers coming from neighboring houses, and doors slamming shut loudly. Unfortunately, this only persuaded Malik to try and strip off Ryou's clothing as well.

"Unnnmmm...." Ryou moaned softly into the kiss, momentarily unconcerned with the loud banging of doors around him. Of course, this wasn't the first time Malik had jumped him like this, it was just the first time outside... in the open... where everyone else could see. Suddenly Ryou felt very small and self conscious. With a small but firm hand, he did his best to push Malik away.

Malik paused for a minute, looking at the boy with concern. "Ryou, are you all right? You're squirming more than usual."

"I'm okay, it's just... Umm, well..."

The birds started chirping. Kids playing basketball down the street decided to point and laugh. Malik was completely oblivious.

"Something the matter?" Malik asked, blinking innocently down at Ryou.

"...you do realize we're outside, in the open," Ryou said nervously. "Everyone can see us..."

Malik glared at the kids down the street. Instantly, he snapped his fingers and Yami Malik appeared in a puff of smoke! Malik pointed at the kids, frowning.

"Go get them!"

Yami Malik ran off after them and chased them up a tree. He sent them to the shadow realm and disappeared.

Meanwhile, Malik smiled down at Ryou lovingly. He placed a quaint kiss on Ryou's nose.

"There, I got rid of those nasty children," Malik said, continuing to press his eager need into Ryou's inner thigh. "Does that make you feel better?"

"Better?" Ryou shook his head and gave up, leaning back into the grass. Huldnuldn't say he wasn't used to people being randomly sent to the shadow realm either. Later, he would have to send Bakura after them to bring those children back, but in the meantime, he was having much difficulty ignoring the lustful teen above him, and his own desires. "Mm--Malik..."

"I know, I'm the greatest aren't I?" Malik smiled, flashing his sharp, pointy, white teeth. He could feel Ryou's body warming beneath him, his muscles tensing with anticipation, though the boy did his best to hide any sort of reaction. "Heh, Bakura's taught you well."

"Damn straight!" Came a yell from the kitchen.

"No he's not." Yami Malik said, as he stared intently at Malik and Ryou while sitting indian-stylfeetfeet away from them. Ryou was a little weirded out, but as long as he wasn't trying to kill, roast, and devour anything, he wasn't complaining.

The distraction of Yami Malik did not last very long though, for he was soon completely enraptured with the teen above him.

As Malik continued to grind against him, Ryou felt himself growing dangerously close to the edge, and he knew that if he crossed that line, without his lover crossing it as well, that there would be dire consequences. At least with Bakura. "

Malik-! I-I think I'm..."

TO BE CONTINUED

Yami Malik decided that he didn't like the words "TO BE CONTINUED" that appeared shining above his head suddenly, so he took each letter down one-by-one and ate them like a ravished hyena.

Still, Ryou was enthralled with the tanned teen who lay atop him, pushing him closer and closer to the edge with each subtle (and a lot of not-so-subtle) friction. Malik knew what was coming (all too literally), and also knew exactly what Bakura would do to the both of them if he took the pale boy out on the lawn without Bakura's presence there as well.

So he did what he felt was the best course of action. He ground harder against Ryou, moaning aloud encouragements to the pale haired boy. With delodelong glance, he looked through the kitchen window, as if to taunt Bakura. "Oh Bakura... if you don't come quick you're going to miss all the fun..." Then, as if he had made some mistake, he feigned ignorance and said, "Oh wait, you have cooking to do. That's right, I forgot."

Deep growls of fury echoed from the kitchen. "YOU KNOW DAMNED WELL THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT PART!!! MALIK, YOUR SKINNY EGYPTIAN ASS IS MINE TONIGHT!!!"

"Sounds like fquotquot; Was the boy's only reply before diverting his attention back to amE>Ryou. "Don't you listen to him... you go ahead and... heh... come at me all you want..."

Ryou needed no more encouragement to release himself in a sticky mess between their heated bodies, he had been holding on for quite some time already. Yami Malik had even had time to eat ALL of "TO BE CONTINUED!" With a deeply pleased sigh, he allowed himself to twitch in Malik's arms with the release. The boy was still moving quickly and roughly above him, letting him know that he was close too. Even so, he couldn't help but feel bad for coming before Malik. Casting his eyes downwards, he murmured, "I'm sorry..."

Malik leaned in close, bringing their noses together. His eyes were playfully upset as he planted a quick kiss on Ryou's lips.

"You're no, le, letting go so quickly...&; Ma; Malik snaked a hand down between their bodies, coating his fingers in the white, sticky substance. He brought it to his lips, licking it off of his index finger with an entranced expren, en, eyes closed. He moaned louder than before, playing up the act as intensely as possible.

"Oh BAKURA," Malik shouted, "You're MISSING so much!! Your Hikari tastes so GOOD! MMmmmmmmhmmm...."

More deep growls were heard from the kitchen, as if an elephant had recently trampled on some of Bakura's good catnip.

Unfortunately, it was only Yami Malik, who had grown bored after Ryou was done climaxing, and decided to chase a possum up a tree, and a skunk, and a deer, and an antelope in his free time. He was a skilled hunter after all.

Meanwhile, Malik had decided that there was no point in waiting for release any lon
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