Regret | By : BishojoShadow Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3086 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 4 to regret is up and running ^_^ I hope you like
it! Enjoy!!!
Ryou gripped the bed sheets, still angry at what Marik had
said to him earlier.
“Do you want to stay weak, scared and alone the rest of
your life? Living like some old hermit,
lying dead in his hole? That is what is
in store for you, Ryou, if you continue to reject everyone who tries to help
you, tries to love you. However, maybe
that is what you want, Ryou. You think
it would be easier to live, breath, and die alone.
He wasn’t selfish; he just didn’t want to be hurt anymore.
Was that too much to ask? He sniffled slightly but would not allow himself to
cry. Not for Marik! He’s hurt him worse than this before…but it was strange his
words hurt a little more than he expected. He held himself trying to think on
why his heart felt restrained like this? He glanced in the mirror noting his
appearance. He really did look like his mother…Mom, he thought. To this very day, he could picture her in
the kitchen making him cinnamon raisin cookies, happily humming to
herself. How different things were
then, Ryou thought. Everyone was so
happy. He wondered for a moment if
that's why Marik liked him so much, because he did look like feminine. He
remembered what he had said to Marik before he ran off. He bit his lower lip,
he shouldn’t have been so mean to Marik really, and he was only trying to help
him. He sighed. Truthfully he has had many opportunities to take Ryou but
hasn’t and he was at least making an effort to understand him…that should be
worth something. He shook his head sitting at the edge of the bed, he should
apologize…it would be the polite thing to do at least, if nothing else.
Meanwhile…
"Having a little trouble with
Ryou, huh?" Joey said, smiling as he saw what Marik had pulled
out of his pants for him.
"I don't want to talk about
it,” Marik said.
"Fine by me,” Joey
replied. “I think I can give you something better to think about for
the time being." And with that, Joey got on his knees, feeling
the hard wooden planks beneath him as he took Marik into his mouth.
"Ahhh.." Marik
moaned. "You have alwaeen een so good at
this." Marik closed his eyes, wanting to fully concentrate on
the hot, persuasive mouth that was sucking on him, licking him, and inviting
him into a world that only pleasure can know.
Joey looked up at Marik with his
deep amber eyes, noting with satisfaction and the tense look of pleasure upon
his face.
"Get your clothes off,
Joey. Now!" Marik added in an almost
desperation.
Joey stayed on his knees as he
pulled his red shirt above his head. Slowly, Joey stood up, almost eye-to-eye
with Marik, even though he was younger than him. He reached for his
belt, and started undoing it fastenings. Marik, obviously eager for
what lay beneath the pure cotton material, pushed Joey's hands away
impatiently, and in seconds had the belt undone. He soon was going on his
knee's opening wide to make room for Joey's member, making Joey begin to thrash
around, moaning.
"Please, take
me!" Joey screamed.
That was the only prompt Marik
needed. He quickly stood up, and grabbed Joey around the waist and
flung him against the rails on the side of the yacht. Joey bent
over, grabbing the top metal rail for support, anticipating the feeling of
Marik inside him. Marik spit on his hand, slowly rubbing his saliva
over his penis as he looked at Joey with unfounded desire.
"Open up for
daddy." Marik whispered as he thrust into a squirming Joey,
grabbing Joey's hips and pulling them against him for deeper penetration.
Marik started moving his hips in the same rhythm of his blood
flow. Faster, faster, and harder with each thrust. Joy
reached down and started stroking himself, quivering with the excitement of
Marik in him and the need for his own release.
"God, your ass is so
tight” Marik screamed, as he emptied himself into Joey and he screamed out
with his own pleasure.
They stood there like that, Joey
bent over the railings with Marik behind him, for a couple of minutes, both
gasping for air.
"God I have missed that. You don't come to see me that often
anymore. But I understand,” he
said. "Ryou is an exquisite
creature, isn't he?"
"Don't you talk about my Ryou
like that!" Marik said
threateningly. "He is different
from you and from me. He is more angelic. More pure.
More innocent. Why do you think
I asked you tonight? I am doing my best
to give him the decision of us being together.”
Ryou stood for a moment in shock
at what he saw before hiding back down below deck. He didn’t want to be seen. If
Marik cared about him, why was he screwing somebody else? Ryou felt the heat
rise in his cheeks again as he envisioned their bodies grinding against one
another…he shook his head of that thought. Marik’s action’s made no sense to
Ryou; did he even care about Joey? Did Joey even care about him? Ryou looked
back and noticed Joey pulling his shirt back on and sayinmethmething to Marik
but Ryou couldn’t make it out since he was to far away. He slipped back
downstairs and back into Marik’s room. He sighed almost feeling a bit hurt when
he knew he shouldn’t feel like that. Maybe they did care about each other and
then Marik would leave him alone…however, for some reason Ryou wasn’t happy
with that aspect.
Back in Marik's room, he looked around at the furnishings. The king size poster bed, with it's
luxurious velvet sheet. The Armour,
huge and intimidating, giving off an aurora of secrets just behind the door. And the carpet. Nice, plushy red carpet that you could sink your toes into. Yes, Ryou thought, everything in this room
screams Marik. He sighed...he laid down
on the bed trying to sort out his feelings.
I know this chapter was pretty short don’t worry the next
one will be much longer I promise! I hope you still are interested in the fic!
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