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Hellraisers	By : MarikIshtar77 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 10808 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 1
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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A/n: This chapter is short, but I think I made up for it at the end.....
What are you Wearing?
            Bakura rolled over onto his side, covering his head with his pillow as he shifted around.
A tickle in his throat triggered him into a brief coughing spasm, waking him from his drunken
slumber.
“Shit” he grumbled as the room seemed to swim around him, causing his stomach to churn.
“Double shit!” he complained in a horse voice. He tossed his pillow aside and tried to slide out
of bed. His long legs got tangled in his sheets, causing the sheets to bunch up and sending him to
the floor with a thud.
“Owe, fucking floor.” he growled as he pulled himself up, using the bed to steady himself. He
somehow managed to drunkenly stagger out of his bedroom and into.....the bathroom?
What Bakura thought was the bathroom was actually Ryou’s bedroom. Bakura walked through
the dark room and accidently tripped over a heap of clothes directly in his path. His legs came
out from under him and he lost his balance, falling next to Ryou on the bed.
“Mmm, Malik” Ryou cooed in his sleep, while cuddling up to Bakura.
The drunken yami was dazed by his fall and blacked out within seconds of hitting the pillow.
Ryou nuzzled against Bakura’s cheek, sighing lightly as his hand found its way to Bakura’s
nether region.
“Ooh, Marik...” Bakura moaned in a drunken haze.
            Marik made it downtown safely and found Malik’s motorcycle in the same spot he’d left
it earlier. He hopped on and headed toward Ryou and Bakura’s. Halfway there he felt a sudden
burst of energy. He didn’t know why, but he suddenly felt stronger, bolder and ready to kick
some ass! Marik increased his speed and started weaving through the early morning traffic. He
was busy flipping off a pedestrian and didn’t see the light turn red. By the time he realized his
error, he was in the middle of the intersection, with oncoming traffic only a couple car lengths
away. Marik did the only thing he could think of......go faster!
            Yugi was in his room playing his 14^th game in a row of Solitaire. He was still in his
pajamas, and didn’t really feel like doing much. He’d already finished uploading the pictures
from his digital camera, and making the flyers for the game shop. All that and it wasn’t even
7am.
He’d just finished his game when Yami stormed into their bedroom and sat on the bed.
Yugi clicked off the monitor of the computer and turned his chair facing Yami.
“What’s the matter?” he ask his sulking double.
Yami slid his duel disk off and set it on the bed. “I just upset Marik even more.”
“YUGI! Can you please come down here and help me with counting inventory?” Grampa Motou
shouted from downstairs.
“Sure thing Gramps, in a minute!”
Yugi scrambled to get some clothes on. He looked back at Yami before leaving to help his
grandfather.
“We can talk about it later, okay?” he smiled.
“Okay” Yami nodded as he kicked off his boots.
Yami sat down and turned on Yugi’s computer screen. He figured he’d try to beat his own high
score at XXX Tetris.
His eyes got huge when he saw what Yugi had been looking at.
“Aibou?” he gasp at the computer. He was shocked, needless to say, to find pictures Yugi must
have taken of himself with his digital camera!
Yami quickly shoved some paper into the printer and printed the pictures out. They looked too
good to not want a copy of.
            Marik made it to Ryou and Bakura’s in record time. To his surprise, he found the front
door to their apartment unlocked. He walked into the quiet apartment and looked around.
“They must still be sleeping.” Marik said to himself.
The phone started ringing, so seeing that he was the only one there awake, he picked up the call.
“Hello?”
//You have a collect call from ...... “Malik Ishtar”........do you accept the charges?// a mechanical
sounding voice ask him.
“Yes” Marik answered, a bit surprised.
He heard some line noise and than his hikari’s voice.
//Hello, Ryou?// Malik ask timidly.
“This isn’t Ryou.” Marik answered him.
//Marik?// Malik asked, sounding surprised.
“Um, duh? Yes, it’s Marik. I got your note, I had to see Bakura for myself. Where are you? Why
did you call collect?” Marik asked.
//Well, um.....I’m kind of in jail. I don’t have long to talk either, can you tell Ryou to come get
me?”
Marik’s eyes got huge and a grin spread across his face.
“You’re in JAIL? For what!”
//I have to go now, yami. Just please send Ryou to get me.//
“Uh, okay.” Marik agreed.
//I hate it here, yami, please tell Ryou to hurry. Good bye.//
Marik couldn’t believe his ears. Malik was in jail! He set the phone back on the charger and
headed toward Ryou’s bedroom.
He slowly opened the door and looked inside.
“What the HELL!?!” he exclaimed as a very compromising situation made itself apparent before
him.
“AHH!” Ryou shrieked as he was startled out of his sleep.
Bakura woke up from hearing the commotion and opened his eyes.
“Huh? What? HOLY SHIT!” He gasp as he grabbed the blanket and covered himself up.
“Bakura!” Ryou squeaked, trying to paw the blanket over his naked body.
“No way! Did you two-” Marik asked.
“NO!” Ryou and Bakura shouted loudly before he could complete his sentence.
Marik sat down at the edge of the bed laughing.
“I wish I had my camera! Malik’s note said there was something I should see here, but WOW, I
didn’t expect this!” he snickered.
“I wish I had my 9mm!” Bakura barked viciously.
Ryou grabbed his boxer shorts off of the floor and pulled them on.
“Is there a reason you’re in my bedroom?” he asked Marik.
Marik nodded his head.
“Actually there is a reason. Malik called and ask if you could go bail him out of the slammer. He
couldn’t say much over the phone, so don’t ask me why he’s there.”
Ryou jumped out of bed and started getting dressed.
“Malik’s in jail! Oh no!” he exclaimed.
Marik looked at Bakura and started to laugh.
“Oh my gods Ryou, Malik was right!”
Bakura looked down at himself and realized what he was wearing.
“Oh my gods, somebody kill me.” he snarled.
“Here kitty kitty” Marik chuckled, patting Bakura’s head.
Bakura slapped Marik’s hand and jerked away.
“I am not your kitty!”
Ryou turned his head and chuckled. “He’s a Playboy bunnie, Marik. We couldn’t find the bunny
ears that went with the outfit, but Malik figured your hair resembles them good enough.”
Bakura shoved his way past Marik, grumbling as he walked out the door. “And people consider
me evil, PAH! Assholes.” he griped.
Bakura went back to his own room and laid down for a while.
“I’m going to go get Malik out of jail, Marik’s staying here. Be back soon.” Ryou said through
the door.
“Thanks for the warning!” Bakura yelled back. Moments later he heard the front door shut, than
the shower turn on. He knew he’d never get back to sleep, so he got out bed.
Bakura walked into the living-room and turned on the stereo. He could hear Marik’s motorcycle
leaving the proximity of the building as he lit a stick of incense. He frowned as he caught its
scent.
“Disgusting, I wish Ryou would quit buying this camel piss smelling garbage.”
Bakura got a bottle of beer out of the refrigerator and seated himself on the sofa. He looked at
the clock on the VCR and groaned. 7am.
“This is just not my day. I might as well get drunk early.” he grumbled before he passed out on
the sofa.
            After taking a shower, Marik walked out into the living-room with only a towel wrapped
around his waist. He chuckled when he saw Bakura passed out on the couch. Marik grabbed
Bakura’s opened beer and sat in the recliner chair near the telephone. He sat in the chair staring
over Bakura’s lithe body draped over the tan colored material of the sofa.
“Oh fuck.” he growled to himself as he felt himself getting hard. Marik glanced at the telephone
and had an idea.
            Marik dialed the number of the game shop and waited for somebody to pick up.
After three rings Yugi answered.
//Game shop, Yugi speaking.//
Marik rolled his eyes.
“Enough with the formalities, get Yami.”
//Hang on// Yugi sighed.
//YAMIIII! It’s you’re boyfriend!// Yugi shouted, forgetting to move his mouth away from the
receiver.
“OWE! My eardrums! Damn it, Yugi!// Marik growled.
//Marik?// Yami panted as he quickly got on the phone.
“Yeah, it’s me, good old Marik. Miss me?”
Yami chuckled softly. //Of course I missed you. Look, I’m really sorry about before. Where are
you?//
Marik glanced at Bakura passed out half naked on the couch sunny side up wearing a playboy
bunnie costume. “Malik got arrested this morning, so Ryou borrowed my bike to go get him. He
ask if I’d stay here at his place at make sure Bakura doesn’t smother in a pool of his own vomit.”
Yami was quiet, but after a few moments he started to laugh.
//That’s lovely.//
Marik looked again over at Bakura, who was looking very enticing in his little outfit.
“Hey Yami? What are you wearing?” he ask as he admired the way Bakura’s ass looked.
//Uh......a shirt and jeans, why?//Yami asked.
Marik pulled off the towel around his waist and dropped it onto the floor.
“You should go upstairs.” Marik purred as he ran his fingertips over his shaft.
//Uh, alright.// Yami responded as he hurried up to the bedroom.
//Now what?// Yami asked once he was in his and Yugi’s bedroom.
Marik chuckled softly.
“I want you to strip for me.”
//Strip for you? Over the phone?// Yami asked as he sat down on the bed.
“That’s what I said, isn’t it?”
Yami paused for a moment to think.
//Okay, I guess.// Yami answered shortly after.
Marik arched his hips up into his firm grasp and took a deep breath.
“Good boy....”
//Clothes are off, Now why am I doing this?// Yami asked.
“I want to hear you come for me.” Marik replied in a husky voice.
//What! You’re joking, right?// Yami shrieked.
“If you were here I’d show you how much I’m not joking.....my cock is so hard right now.”
//Is it?”// Yami asked with growing interest. Marik could hear the sound of paper rustling on the
other end of the line. (A/n: remember the pictures Yami printed off?)
"Yes, I’ve been sitting here thinking about how good it would feel if you were wrapping your
fingers around it, one by one.”
Marik could hear Yami drop the phone, but the surprised pharaoh was quickly back on the line.
“What happened?” Marik chuckled, knowing full well.
//You know you’re getting to me, Ishtar.// Yami said in a raspy voice.
“Are you getting hard?” Marik asked him in a demure voice.
//I am.....*whimper*// Yami mewled.
“Mmm, Yami, do that again! Are you touching yourself?”
//Maybe// Yami replied softly.
“I want it, let me take it in my hand and feel how hard it is.”
//I’d like that......I love when you touch me.// Yami’s breathing grew faster.
“I want to taste your cock, flick my tongue over it and watch your face when I take it into my
mouth.” Marik moaned as he grabbed the lube off the top of the television.
Yami moaned loudly over the phone, causing Marik to grin.
“Yami, I want you to stroke yourself faster, stroke that cock for me, baby, I need to hear you
come.”
//Oh my gods Marik......I’m so hard now! I need to feel you inside of me, Marik...// Yami
breathlessly confessed.
“I know you have a toy over there, get it. I want to hear ysingsing it.” Marik coaxed.
//My toy? You mean the...O.o!//Yami chuckled as he reached between the mattresses and pulled
out a average sized gilded vibrator.
“Put down the phone, I want to hear you use it.” Marik demanded.
Yami set the phone down and did what Marik told him to. He coated the vibrator with some lube
and turned it on.
Marik listened as Yami started moaning softly, a light buzzing in the background.
//Mmm.....yes......oh gods, so hard, oh fuck me!//
Marik could feel himself nearing an orgasm, but held it off. Listening to Yami satisfying himself
was priceless.
//Gods Marik, your cock makes me so fucking hard, oh yeah, OH YES!// Yami cried out he
climaxed.
Marik could only hear Yami catching his breath for a few moments before returning to the call.
He looked down at his hand wrapped around his own needing arousal and moaned quietly.
//Marik......did you-// Yami started to ask.
“Not yet.......Yami, I want you to fuck my cock. I want to feel that tight little ass of yours
wrapped around it....”
//I’ll fuck you.// Yami answered him.
Marik growled into the phone. “Oh Yami, oh yes, your ass is so tight, gods do I love how you
feel inside!”
//Can you come for me now? Please?// Yami asked softly.
Marik threw his head back as he envisioned Bakura beneath him asking the same thing.
“Oh gods, yes, I’m there baby, oh, oh, oh, OH, YES!” he cried out as his seed shot out onto his
stomach.
Marik rested back into the soft chair and sighed.
“Wow...Yami.....that was awesome. Thank you.”
//Anytime// Yami chuckled.
“I’ll call you back later, I need to go, uh..clean myself off.”
//Okay, I love you Marik.//
“M’hm” Marik replied as he ended the call.
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How’s that? Did I make up for this chapter being shorter than usual?
If I have any grammar errors I promise I’ll zap them tonight. I’m off to buy more Captain
Morgan now.....
Next chapter: Marik x Bakura lemon. (yeah, you read that right.......*authoress shakes her
head*)
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