Love Lies | By : MarikIshtar77 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3652 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Revelation
Ryou unlocked the front door and held it open for Malik.
“Is that everything?” he ask as he walked inside his empty house.
Malik walked in carrying his suitcases and set them off the side next to the boxes they brought in
first.
“Yes, that’s all of it.” Malik yawned. “Damn, it’s been a long morning. I feel like laying down.
Do you mind if I take a nap for a few hours before the show tonight?”
Ryou stretched his arms above his head and let out a long, satisfying yawn.
“I don’t mind as long you don’t mind me joining you.”
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Mai sat up and pulled away from Duke. Duke looked at her with curiosity filled eyes.
“What’s on your mind hotstuff?”
Mai leaned over and picked up her nail file off the coffee table in front of the black leather
couch. She stared at her shiny red acrylics for a moment before looking back to Duke.
“I’m worried about you Duke.” she said nervously. She quickly looked down at her nails and
started filing them.
Duke looked at her attentively.
“Worried about what -my dear?” he grinned.
Mai kept her eyes focused on her nails. She seemed to be on edge.
“Well Duke, I’m going to be gone for a couple months, and a lot “things” can happen in a couple
months.......”
Duke nodded his head.
“Yeah, I know. What’s your point?”
Mai started filing her nails faster.
“Aw, damn Duke! I don’t want anything to happen to you while I’m gone. I just get this feeling
that if you keeping partying like a rockstar something is going to happen to you, and you won’t
be here for me to come back to.”
Duke chuckled with amusement.
“Come on Mai, I don’t party that hard. Sure I have a few drinks and smoke a little weed, but that
isn’t gonna hurt anything. You need to relax babe, it’s not like I’m out there shooting up or
anything.”
Mai growled with frustration as she threw down her nail file.
“Damn it Duke! I might be blonde, but I’m not stupid! I know you’re into harder stuff than
booze and weed! Don’t think I don’t notice they rolled up dollar bills and razor blades! I really
care about you Duke, and I don’t want anything to happen to you!”
Duke tilted his head and looked at Mai with exaggerated innocence.
“Awe Mai, I’m not that bad. You’re right, I do dabble in the harder stuff now and than, but I
swear, not on a regular basis. Besides, a little “hard stuff” never hurts anybody.” Duke winked at
Mai, indicating his last words held a double meaning.
Mai buried her face in her hands and groaned.
“Just stop Duke, stop talking! You’re so full of yourself! What makes you think you’re above
everybody else and nothing bad can happen to you?”
Duke chuckled as he reached over onto the coffee table and picked up his coffee.
“Mai honey, you’re overreacting. Why don’t you go light some candles and take a nice bubble
bath. You’re giving off some pretty negative Karma, doll.”
Duke went to take a sip of his coffee after he’d finished talking, but Mai reached over and
stopped him just before his lips touched the warm, ceramic mug.
“Give me that.” She said firmly.
Duke willingly let go of the handle and allowed Mai to take his coffee cup.
Mai took a small sip of the dark colored liquid.
She made a sour face as she swallowed it.
“Just what I thought, *Baily’s Irish Cream. Duke? How can you sit there and look me in the eye
and continue to claim you don’t have a problem? You drink from the time you get up to the time
you go to bed at night. Are you that blind that you can’t figure this out? You live, breath, and
sleep your alcohol.”
Duke grunted sarcastically as he pulled his mug out of her delicate hands.
“I own a bar, no fucking shit I live, breath, and sleep alcohol. It’s my livelihood. It pays my bills.
It feeds and clothes me. It bought you a car, a hell of a lot of expensive jewelry, all the clothes
you wear. AND...if I remember correctly, you can put down the shots like they’re going out of
style. What are you? Some kind of goddamn hypocrite?”
Duke took a big drink of his pumped up coffee and set the mug back down on the coffee table.
He couldn’t help but notice that his hands had begun to shake.
Mai glared at him as she got up off the couch.
“I don’t know why I waste my time with you.” she hissed as she walked back into the bedroom.
Duke growled as he got up to follow her. His leg got twisted up in a blanket that was laying on
the floor. He fell forward, but stopped himself from falling all the way by grabbing onto the
couch. He reached out towards Mai as he tried to get up.
“Mai, fuck, MAI! I’m sorry if I pissed you off. Come on, let’s not fight.”
“Go fuck yourself Duke!” Mai snapped as she slammed the bedroom door.
“Fuck.” Duke mumbled as he steadied himself. He sat back down on the couch and picked up
his coffee mug.
He sipped its contents slowly as he reached for the phone next to the couch.
He set his mug down and dialed a phone number.
After dialing, he picked up a video tape he noticed laying on the coffee table and looked it over
while he waited for the person to answer.
//Hello?//
“Hey, Espa, how’s it hanging? How’s the jewelry business treating you?”
Duke looked over the video tape curiously. There was no label on it.
//Great, why?//
Duke got up and put the video tape in the vcr.
“I have to buy another present for Mai. Got anything you think she’ll go crazy for?”
Nothing but a blue shown on the screen of the television. Duke stopped the tape and hit the
rewind button.
//Ha! Another peace offering, eh?//
“Yeah, she’s pissed off again. Fucking women. The stuff us guys gotta do to get laid. Sheesh.”
The tape stopped rewinding and instantly began to play. Duke’s jaw dropped as images from the
night before played out in front of him.
“Oh my god” he gasp as the night unfolded before his eyes.
//What was that?//
“Uh-Nothing Espa. I’ll be in later, okay?”
//Okay, good bye//
Duke clicked the phone off and stared in shock at the images on the screen in front of him.
“Oh fuck” he muttered to himself.
*a liquor that tastes pretty damn good in coffee. It’s like a jacked up cappuccino if you mix it
right.*grin*
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Malik tossed his white tank top next to the bed and jumped under the covers.
“Ooh, squishy!” he chuckled as he sunk down into the fluffy pillow behind his head.
Ryou climbed over Malik and settled into his usual spot by the window and closed his eyes. He
preferred sleeping close to the wall for reasons unknown.
“Sleep tight” Ryou laughed as he curled up into a comfy little ball.
Malik propped his head up with his hand. He looked at Ryou and stared.
Sensing eyes on him, Ryou opened his eyes.
“What?” he ask nervously.
Malik reached over and touched Ryou’s face. His long tan fingers slid slowly down the pale skin
underneath.
Ryou instinctively reached up and put his hand over Malik’s. Malik smiled as he locked eyes
with Ryou.
“Gods your sexy Ryou. How’d I get so lucky?”
Ryou bit his lip.
“I’m sexy?”
Malik scooted over closer to Ryou and pulled their bodies together. Malik hovered over Ryou
looking down at the white haired hikari with a sexy little smile.
“Yeah, you’re very sexy. That’s something I’ve thought for years actually.”
Ryou could feel Malik’s heartbeat get faster as he gazed up at the blonde.
“Aw, damn Malik. You’re making me blush.”
Malik lightly laughed as he ran his thumb over Ryou’s bottom lip. Ryou sucked air in between
his teeth as the touch of the other sent shivers coursing through his body.
Malik smiled at the reaction Ryou was having.
“Ryou? Have you ever.....you know.....made love?”
Ryou shifted closer to Malik, just close enough that their faces were almost touching.
“I’ve only been with Bakura.” he admitted. He could feel Malik’s warm breaths of air on his
face as he made his confession.
Malik nodded slightly.
Ryou reached up and ran his fingers along Malik’s jawline. Malik closed his eyes and tilted his
head back. A quiet moan escaped his lips.
“Malik? What about you? Have there been any others?”
A pained expression fell over Malik’s face as he opened his eyes. He gazed at the wall behind
Ryou absently, as if pictures were flashing before his eyes.
“Yes Ryou, there have been many, but it wasn’t love. It was just sex. I hope that doesn’t change
how you feel about me.”
Ryou smiled at the Egyptian sweetly. He placed a tender kiss on Malik’s lips.
“Not at all.”
Relief fell across Malik’s face after his confession to Ryou.
“Thank you Ryou.”
Ryou chuckled softly. Malik raised an eyebrow.
“What?” he ask curiously, looking down at his partner.
Ryou smiled brightly as he shifted onto his side. He propped his head up with his hand just as
Malik was, and looked into Malik’s eyes.
“Malik......I need to know.......when we .....make love....” Ryou cut himself off. He seemed
hesitant to continue.
Malik reached over rested his hand on Ryou’s shoulder.
“Go on.......when we make love....?”
Ryou closed his eyes.
“Will you think twice?”
Malik shook his head.
“No Ryou. Why would you think that?”
Ryou sighed.
“Because .......I want to make sure what we have is real before we go any further.”
Malik bit lip. He tightened his grip on Ryou’s shoulder.
“I wouldn’t want it any other way Ryou.”
Ryou sighed. The last thing he wanted was a broken heart. As much as he wanted to give himself
to Malik, he couldn’t until he was sure Malik’s intentions were the same as his.
“But will you tell me it’s forever, and than go away?”
Ryou held his breath until Malik responded.
Malik rubbed Ryou’s shoulder.
“No Ryou, I won’t tell you it’s forever and than leave you. I’m in this for the long haul.”
Tears welled up in Ryou’s eyes. He inched closer to the Egyptian and nuzzled his cheek against
Malik’s warm chest.
Malik held Ryou in his arms and sighed contentedly.
He took a deep breath.
“Ryou? Can I tell you something personal?”
Ryou nodded into Malik’s chest.
“Go ahead.”
Malik wound a lock of Ryou’s white hair between his fingers. He took a deep breath as he began
to speak.
“ Ryou.......I don’t want you to feel like you’re just another notch in my belt. That’s not how it is
at all. You see, when I was young, I was violently raped by my father almost nightly. Once my
father would finish with me, Rishid could comfort me, of course his way of comforting me was
fucking me. He wasn’t as violent with me as my father was, so I naively believed he was giving
me love. For years this pattern went on, until I opened my eyes. I killed my father for what he did
to me, Ryou! I couldn’t bare him taking advantage of me any longer. I committed murder, and I
have to live with that for the rest of my life. After I found out Rishid was only using me so he
could be a tomb keeper, I felt like my heart had been ripped out. I lost all hope. I couldn’t handle
the pain, so I ran away. I felt so alone. I hated the world. All I wanted to do was hurt people like
I’d been hurt, so I used sex as my weapon. I had no respect for myself, and I made a lot of
mistakes. I came back to Domino in hopes that my sister, my last hope, would accept me back.
Obviously I was mistaken again. She loves that fuck-face Tristan more than she loves her own
brother. My whole life I’ve struggled with finding love, and I really feel I’ve finally found it with
you. I don’t want us to make love for the wrong reasons. If you’re not ready, I’ll wait.”
Ryou pulled away from Malik’s chest and looked into his amethyst orbs. Tears streamed down
Ryou’s cheeks.
“Malik.......I’m sorry.I- I......I didn’t know. I promise I won’t leave you..use you, or purposely
hurt you.”
Malik’s eyes grew watery as Ryou spoke.
“Ryou......that means so much to me. I promise you the same thing.”
Ryou whimpered as he pressed his lips against Malik’s.
Malik moaned into Ryou’s kiss.
“Gods....so hot”
They explored the warmth of each other’s mouths passionately as the minutes ticked away.
“More” Ryou panted they came up for air.
“More?” Malik ask as he caught his breath.
Ryou grinned playfully as he tackled Malik onto his back and held him down by his wrists.
Malik looked up at Ryou quizzically as his chestnut eyed companion. Ryou pressed his hips
against Malik’s. A mischievous look came over his face.
“What are doing?” Malik ask curiously.
Ryou leaned over and dotted Malik’s neck with sweet gentle kisses.
“I love you Malik.”
Malik gulped audibly after hearing Ryou’s words. Tears rolled back from his eyes and soaked
the pillow beneath his head.
“Oh Ryou....I ..love..you too.”
Ryou wrapped his arms tightly around Malik and held him the way a woman holds her lover
before sending him to war. Malik wrapped his arms around Ryou as tears of happiness ran down
his cheeks. Time seemed to stand still.
Ryou slowly released Malik and laid back on his side of the bed. He took a deep breath before
turning his eyes to Malik.
“Malik.....I need you to show me how much you love me.”
Malik bit his lip.
“Are you sure you’re ready?”
Ryou nodded his head.
“I’m sure. I need you to do this.”
Malik sat up and moved on top of Ryou.
He took Ryou’s hands and held them on his chest.
“I promise I won’t hurt you Ryou.”
Ryou smiled as he stared up into Malik’s teary eyes.
“If it pleases you, it pleases me.”
Malik bit his lip as he slid his hands under Ryou’s shirt and ran his fingertips over Ryou’s skin.
Ryou’s body shivered with anticipation. Malik slowly pulled Ryou’s shirt over his head and
tossed it aside. His mouth instantly gravitated to Ryou’s stomach. He lightly ran his tongue over
Ryou’s abdomen.
Ryou softly moaned as Malik’s light licks turned into gentle kisses.
Malik’s kisses stopped as he reached a tender bud of flesh. Lightly used his tongue to lick circles
around it.
Ryou moaned again as the sensations started taking over his senses. He combed his fingers
through Malik’s soft blond hair.
“Mmm..feels so good”
Malik gently nipped at the bud, causing Ryou to jerk.
Malik looked up.
“Did I hurt you?”
Ryou bit his lip and he shook his head.
“No....If it pleases you, it pleases me.”
Malik smiled as he pulled himself off of Ryou.
Ryou cocked his head.
“What are you doing?”
Malik undid his jeans and quickly rid himself of their restrictiveness.
He looked at Ryou with a little grin.
“You’re turn.”
Ryou grinned back at Malik and he arched his hips and pulled off his jeans. He tossed them
carelessly onto the floor.
Malik chuckled as he crawled back on the bed and covered Ryou’s body with his own.
Ryou made a face.
“What’s so funny?”
Malik licked his lips.
“Oh nothing...”
Ryou grabbed Malik’s wrists and cleverly rolled him over onto his back. He wrapped his legs
around Malik’s and held him down.
“Tell me what’s so funny or else!” he snickered.
Malik crunched up his nose and grinned.
“Okay, fine, I couldn’t help but notice that you......uh.......don’t hear any underwear! You kinky
little thing!”
Ryou scrunched up his nose and nipped at Malik’s lower lip.
“Consider it easy access”
Malik raised an eyebrow.
“Oh really now? Hmmm......”
Ryou released Malik’s wrists and ran his hands down Malik’s stomach until he found what he
was looking for.
“Mmm....there’s what I’m looking for.”
Malik cocked his head.
“Oh really? What are you going to do with that?”
Ryou stared lustfully into Malik’s eyes as he lowered his head downward.
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