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Buisness Hours	By : BishojoShadow Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 5388 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Well Here is chapter 12, sorry about the wait, college has
started up for me again and I have full schedule so it�s somewhat hard to
update, but anyway ENJOY!!!

Malik looked at Bakura a bit worriedly, he didn't want to
ruin a friendship simply because of what he did to survive. He also thought about Seto. 'Oh god please not another Seto...I don�t
think I could HANDLE another psychopathic love-hungry guy tormenting myself, Ryou
and Yugi again...once is enough.'
Bakura looked at him concerned frowning slightly, "You
don't need to worry Malik...I won't hurt you.&q Bak Bakura said and he pulled
away slightly. "If you are really that uncomfortable with this we don't
have to do anything." Bakura said not wanting to make Malik do anything if
he really didn�t want to he wasn�t that type of person.
"I'm fine."
He said shaking his head.
"I was just thinking about something that worried me." He added quickly. "You're the customer and friend...so you call the
shots." Malik said looking away,
not really wanting to make much eye contact.
How embarrassing. This was very
awkward to him...especially because Bakura resembled Ryou so much; it made him
feel almost as though he should even consider doing it with him...
Bakura took Malik's face in his handsningning his face
toward his. "Look at me Malik." Bakura smiled kissing Malik�s l sof softly as he laid him back down on the couch, pulling Malik's shirt over his
head. He lavished kisses down his jaw line and neck. He noticed Malik's
resistance toward all this but it wasn't exactly resistance toward him he was
resisting reacting to his actions, Bakura smiled slightly.
"Why do you resist like that? Why not just let your
body react?" Bakura asked running his hand his stomach.
Malik sighed and looked away once more. "Because...� he mumbled. "It's what I do...I don�t want to be
emotionally attached, or physically attached to someone when I have a job like
this...� he paused. "I made the
mistake once, of enjoying myself even slightly, and I lived to regret it. I'm not doing it twice." Malik said, in reference to Seto.
�Besides, you look so much like Ryou...it seems wrong...�
"You should realize I�m nothing like him Malik, look at
me." He said as Malik slowly turned his eyes to him. "I am Bakura,
not any one else, I�m sorry if you have been hurt before by someone but I am
not him, nor am I Ryou besides how much we look alike." Bakura paused
"You look very much like Marik but I don't draw the conclusion that you
are him." Bakura said.
Malik nodded a little.
"I know...it's just...strange how close you are...and I never want
Ryou hurt...it's a protective instinct I suppose...� he said almost sheepishly,
pushing all thoughts of Ryou and Seto aside.
"Has any one ever protected you? I wouldn't mind at all
you seem like you need it most of all." Bakura whispered softly in his
ear.
Malik blushed slightly at the comment and shook his
head. "I don�t need
protecting. He said, blush dying almost as quickly as it came. "Besides I'm perfectly capable"
"You should let other's handle thing's sometimes,
something tells me Ryou and Yugi can take care of themselves but you...you want
more purpose in your life so you take it upon yourself to do so. I'm almost
positive Ryou can take care of himself at the very least." Bakura said
pulling away slightly but not completely. "What or who has hurt you so
much that you�re so afraid to get close to anyone else?" Bakura asked.
Malik sighed.
"No one and nothing."
He mumbled, not wanting to reveal his past to anyone...even Ryou and
Yugi didn't really know exactly what had happened...just that it was bad, and
Malik didn't care to talk about it.
"I take care of Yugi and Ryou, because they need it...Ryou gets
taken advantage of...and Yugi is too innocent to be left alone for long."
Bakura was about to say something but a startled yelp from
the other room, broke hhoughought. He smiled slightly as Malik tried to get up
but Bakura pushed him back down, curious on his actions. "What's
wrong?" He asked easily holding him down curious on where he was off to in
such a hurry.
"To see what that yelp was about! Didn�t you hear it?!" He said, shaking his head and shoving Bakura
off. "Something could be
wrong." He said sitting up and
getting off the couch. He was almost to
the door before Bakura stopped him.
"Move, I need to make sure Ryou is ok."
Bakura rolled his eyes at the boy easily picking him up as
he took him to the other side of the room. "Weather or not you'll believe
me Ryou is fine, Marik would never hurt him...he likes him to much to do
something like that...not to mention he won't take someone unless they'll enjoy
it, haven't you ever screamed in pleasure before?" Bakura asked depositing
him on the couch straddling his waist so he couldn�t get back up.
Malik squirmed slightly, before sighing and laying
still. "Yes I have, but I don�t
intend to do it again...it was a bad choice on my part...I regret the whole
incident, and I don�t intend to repeat history." He said shaking his head and closing his eyes...remembering that
night.
"History has a tendency to repeat weather or not you
want it too..." Bakura said as he kissed Malik very gently on the lips.
"You should allow yourself the simple pleasures of love, gentleness, and
kindness...have I done one thing tonight that you didn't want? If you don't
want me to continue just tell me to stop and I will." Bakura said as he
began to make a trail of kisses down Malik's torso and stomach unzipping his
pants and pulling Malik's member in his mouth.
Malik bit his lip and closed his eyes, remembering that
night. Remembering how a drunk had
hired him, when he worked corners...how he'd been so frightened and ran to Seto
for protection. How he and Seto spent
the night in each other�s arms...getting lost in the moment. It was all coming back at that moment, as he
bit back the pure ure from Bakura...he felt a couple tears well up in his
eyes. Bakura was right about him...he
needed protecting and love just like everyone else...he'd pushed his own needs
aside to tend to Ryou's and Yugi's, and forced himself to endure more than his
share of horrible experiences that neither youth knew of. Experiences like being passed around like a
rag doll among a group of 7 drunk men...That night, Ryou had been sick, and
Malik couldn't bring himself to even consider telling Ryou he had a job, not
that he knew at the time it would be something so big. He left in Ryou's place...and suffered
greatly for it, but kept it secret...like so many things.
Bakura knew he was trying to hold back but he didn't want
him to do so he sucked harder and faster upon him drawing a strangled moan from
the boy'ss als although he quickly covered his mouth as if trying to cover it
up. He pulled away from Malik taking his length into his hand as he stroked him
slowly at first but faster and faster, as time progressed as he leant close to
his ear.
"Please, let go for just tonight, I want you to enjoy
yourself...I live right across the doorway from you, why would I ever do
anything to hurt you?" Bakura whispered softly as he kissed him
passionately and sped up his movements.
Malik looked at Bakura with fear in his eyes, fear that was
clear as day. "I didn't think I
was going to get hurt so badly last time...� he said biting his lip, blushing
and forcing himself not to arch into Bakura's touches...but god did he want
to. His body ached for the loving
attention he'd only had one other time...one fiery passionate time before. "What is to stop it from happening
twice...? I don�t want to live through
it again...� he murmured biting back a soft moan, wanting so badly to just give
in...just this once and enjoy what was offered to him.
Bakura stopped what he was doing noticing the fear easily
and looking at the boy sadly. "Please Malik...everyone has ups and down's
in life but if you refuse to take chances you'll never experience the
good." Bakura paused. "Loving might be a mistake but trust me when I
say it's worth making." Bakura said kissing Malik softly letting his
fingertips dance across Malik's erection.
Malik sighed and nodded softly. "Just this once..." he mumbled relaxing into Bakura's
touch a bit, giving him a look of hope and trust intermingled. "I'll believe you...don�t break my
trust..." he finished smiling
slightly and reaching a hand up to touch Bakura's face and feel the soft snowy
mane, tucking some of it behind his ear.
Bakura smiled leaning into Malik's touch. "I
won't..." he said as he once again went down on Malik pulling the boy into
his mouth as he gently played with the boy's member running his tongue up and
down it gently and deep throating him bringing gasps from the young boy's mouth he fhe felt him harden in his mouth.
Malik moaned softly, sliding his hands into Bakura's long
hair and pressing him closer, wanting as much of the sweet attention as
possible. His body had been starved for
love for so long, that even the smallest ounce of tenderness to him, was the
world...and god did it feel good. Malik
almost felt alive again...as he had before, when Ryou used to paint him. He felt as though the world had more FOR him
than what he did, and it was all within an instant reach of him. Groaning, he tugged Bakura's shirt a little,
before wrinkling his nose and remg hig his own, hoping the message would get
across. "More...please...god..." Malik pleaded, wanting this to last
forever...wanting this feeling of newness and life with him always.
Bakura smiled stopping the attention for a short moment to
remove his own shirt and pulling Malik into his lap kissing him strongly, a little
roughly but Malik didn't protest so he assumed it was okay as he began to pull
at Malik's pants to remove them pushing Malik back down on his back as Malik
arched his back to help in removing them. Bakura pulled Malik to him once again
kissing with passion running his hand's up and down Malik's caramel skin and
kissing down his face sucking upon his neck leaving several small love-bites as
he went relishing in the taste of the boy he held. He pulled Malik to the
ground with him as Malik's hands began to fumble with Bakura's belt buckle.
Bakura smiled softly a he kissed the boy again allowing him to remove any other
article of clothing he had left before he pushed Malik to his back straddling
him as he kissed him strongly and pressed a finger to his entrance waiting for
Malik to say it was okay before he prepared him.
Malik pressed into the touch, so used to being ta rou roughly, or worse, that the gentle touches of Bakura were like a candy to a
child. "Oh god...more
Bakura...please!" he breathed,
panting slightly in anticipation. He
wanted nothing more than the love...the tenderness. The sweat and friction, all of it...Malik wanted all of it, no he
needed all of it.
It was easy to tell how starved the boy was for such
affection...gentleness was probably so foreign to him by now. He nodded his
head as he gently pushed his finger inside of Malik who arched at the sensation
as eh slowly drew his finger in and out of him until he knew he was ready for a
second and third. their bodies were pressed firmly against each other Malik had
his arms wrapped around Bakura securely as he moved his fingers in a scissor
motion so that he could properly
stretch him so not to hurt him.
"Do you like this?" Bakura said slowing his,
movements down just to make Malik squirm slightly. "How much do you want
it?" He asked seductively in Marik's ear.
Malik shivered and pulled Bakura closer. "Yes...yes oh please...don�t
stop...don�t ever stop!" Malik
begged burying his face into Bakura's shoulder and feeling a few tears trickle
down his cheeks. Was he...crying?
Yes...yes...Malik discovered that he had actually began crying, in such
desperation for more of Bakura's loving tenderness...for the attention he
craved with every pore of his being.
"Please...don�t stop..."
he said feeling a couple more tears from this long forgotten emotion,
slide down his cheeks.
Bakura kissed his closed eye's, he questioned the tears for
a moment but his words were so confident that he didn't think he was in pain or
just saying it because it's what he wanted to hear.
"Don't cry Malik..." Bakura whispered softly as he
kissed him gently as pressed his length against Malik's entrance before slowly
burying himself inside Malik's body who cried out slightly form the intrusion
as his muscles constricted around Bakura's manhood making him groan in pleasure
as he held his position for a moment to allow Malik to adjust although he
wanted so badly to pound into the boy beneath him he didn't want to break his
trust...he cared for Malik more than he realized until now at least as he lent
over and kissed him gently.
Malik laid still, relishing the feeling of his pairing with
Bakura...his body trembling with fulfillment, and also desire. Every inch of him begged for as much
attention as Bakura would lavish on him.
More tears trickled down his cheeks as he opened those tear-filled
lavender orbs to see the sincerity in Bakura's eyes. Malik's expression lightened further, showing utter and total
trust, hope, and even love.
"Please...don�t stop..."
he whispered pulling Bakura's face closer once more, to kiss him
tenderly, wanting to show how full of life and emotion he was. To remind not only himself, but also Bakura,
what dreams and love was. Something
Malik had long since burand and given up hope on. Except for the occasional chat with Yugi, about the what-ifs of
life. "Bakura please...don�t ever
stop..."
Bakura sped up his movement's as he kissed him, he could
tell that he had finally allowed himself to actually feel his kiss was so much
more fulfilling than the first time there so much more emotion behind it
all...he would count this kiss as their first considering he had never felt
such emotion poured into such a simple act before. He found Malik utterly
beautiful in the lamplight the light making his tears shine across his face as
Bakura brushed them away, he wished he wouldn't cry but he knew it wasn't
because of him at all...which made him want to love Malik all the more as he
took Mas les length into his hand creating a steady rhythm equal to his thrusts
as Malik drug his nails down Bakura�s back creating small red trail's as his
breathing sped up.
Malik moaned and arched into the touch slightly, meeting
Bakura's thrusts and increasing the heat.
It was nearly too much to beart att at the same time Malik never wanted
it to stop...he didn't want to be alone anymore...without this touch, without
this love. He let out a choked sob,
clutching Bakura tightly.spanspan>"I love
you..." he whispered moaning
louder, tears trailing down his cheeks which were flushed and beautiful...his
body nearly glowing from the fulfillment of the simple act of loving once again
and the sudden joy that he was alive to love Bakura. "I love you..."
Bakura closed his eye's smiling to himself at Malik's words
as he brought the boy into his lap and whispered in his ear.
"Aishiteru..." Bakura said wrapping an arm around
Malik bringing him up and down upon his manhood. He didn't want to stop but he
felt so close to the edge as Malik released in his hand hisclescles
constricting tightly around Bakura making him release as he fell backward with
Malik still in his arms both breathing heavily the only sound Bakura was able
to hear being the steady beat of Malik's heart who laid on top of him.
Malik pushed himself off Bakura, to lay on his side, breathing
slowing a bit. He sniffled a bit,
wiping at his eyes, but tears still seemed to flow freely from them.
Well there was the end of another chapter! I hope you liked
it!
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