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Wish You Were Here With Me	By : FireWeaver Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1069 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Author: Now that Royalty is finally finished I will continue on
this story and Internal Scars! By the way, for those who only read the last
chapter of Royalty and didn�t notice the Epilogue, you can go read that too! Cause I think lots of people didn�t read my author�s note in
the last chapter saying there will be an Epilogue, so go read! ^^
Bakura: Maybe people will finally start appreciating me!
Malik: And me!
Author: Anyways...eheheh I will
continue, sorry for keeping you all waiting! On with the story! I'm still
aiming for the 5 reviews thing, please take a minute
or two to review! I love you guys!

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Marik pushed Bakura roughly upon his dingy bed, feeling the spring
creak under their combined weight. He was extremely surprised to see little resistance
come from the white haired yami, "Bakura?"
The teen grinned, "I owe you an apology. I sucked at it so
this is my way of apologizing; take advantage while you can because next time
won't be so easy."
To anyone else it would have sounded like a dirty comment but the
wild haired Egyptian actually found it touching, "I accept your
apology," he replied, slowing down his forceful advancements, knowing that
the thief won't fight back.
Indeed the white haired teen was exceedingly beautiful; during
their last fucking session he was too busy fighting for the top position to
care, but this time, the other's pale slender body stunned him.
"What Marik? I think I'm sexy don't you?" the tomb
robber arched, exposing his flesh to the Egyptian.
"Fuck, I thought that since I first saw you."
"Really? Damn, so we wasted all that time!"
"What the fuck?"
Bakura grinned, "If Malik wasn't in my life I would have
fucked you a long time ago! I set my targets on you when he and I broke up, but
you were so damn gloomy!"
"Well I'm not going to waste any more fucking time; this is
our sex session, we can smother sweet crap later." Marik shoved the pale
teen back and ravished his chest with sloppy kisses. His tongue ran over every
single area of skin, tasting every single part of the other yami's torso.
Wetting his mouth he closed his lips around Bakura's pink nipple, coating it
with slick saliva, and then did the same with the other nub.
The white haired thief looked with curiousity, and then arched his
back and moaned when the Egyptian blew upon the wet nubs of flesh, the cold
sending shivers of pleasure through his body as he felt them harden.
"Good whore," Marik commented.
Bakura snickered, "For someone who is giving the apology, I'm
enjoying this a lot."
"You will have to work too," diverting his attention
from the other's pale body Marik laid down, "as my sex slave, you pleasure
me. If I don't like it..." he pointed to his closet, which Bakura knew was
filled with torture devices.
"Either way is a turn on, but I'll settle with you,"
moving into a sitting position Bakura straddled the blonde yami's hips,
grinding him slowly and seductively as he slid his hands up his chest to the
armpits, "You feel and taste better than any torture device."
"I think I will take that as a compliment," Marik moaned
as the other teen rubbed his wakening arousal with his hips, while long fingers
moved over his tanned skin.
The thief made good work, trailing the tips of his fingers along
the creamy brown skin, watching with fascination as it goose bumped under his
touch. They stopped at one deep chocolate nipple, as if contemplating what to
do next. Suddenly his fingers clamped and twisted the nubs of flesh painfully,
immediately followed by the teen's nails raking down the Egyptian's upper
torso.
Marik hissed in pain, "If you think that feels nice you are
crazy."
"Heh..." was the reply.
The wild haired Egyptian immediately changed his mind about the
situation when Bakura's pink tongue darted out and began to soothe the
scratches in his body, paying attention to his nipples, the tongue swirling
upon the wounded flesh, teasing them into hardness, all the time inducing
grinding upon his arousal.
The tomb robber rotated, so that he faced Marik's aching arousal.
He slid his hands slowly down the Egyptian's taut stomach, coming to a rest on
the swollen member, and began to fondle it.
Pinned down by Bakura's weight, Marik was unable to move, gritting
his teeth in frustration. The white haired yami's behind slid up to meet him as
the teen leaned over. "Bakura...you..." he choked on his words,
gasping as Bakura engulfed his entire manhood into his mouth and sucked on it
roughly.
"Am I pleasing you, Master?"
The title just aroused the Egyptian further, "Oh Ra
yes..."
"Heh...don't get used to me calling
you that, it's just part of my apology package."
"I'm not complaining..."
Bakura rarely acted as submissive as to referring anyone as
Master, or serving as anyone's sex slave; but for some odd reason, it felt
right at this moment, wanting to please the wild haired blonde. He returned to
his work closing his teeth around Marik's shaft he began to pump him slowly,
grating his teeth along his manhood, his tongue following, feeling the pulsing
organ.
"Oh Ra..." reaching up Marik reached up and squeezed
Bakura's perfect buttocks, cupping his hands on the roundness. At every thrust
the Egyptian squeezed Bakura's behind in order to relieve the tension building
up in his body. He refused to give into the pleasure so easily.
Bakura took in the challenge Play
hard to come do you? he thought as he increased
the speed of his movements, his teeth burning hot friction upon the Egyptian's
member. He could feel Marik trying very hard not to succumb to the bliss, and
was failing miserably. The tanned ten was beginning to wretch as Bakura hummed
at the back of his throat, sending vibrations upon Marik's arousal.
"Damn it Bakura!"
The thief only grinned and continued his teasing. Feeling his ass
being squeezed harder and harder only told him that Marik was about to climax;
just as he felt the Egyptian about to convulse he backed off.
Marik screamed in frustration, gripping onto Bakura's behind so
hard that the flesh bruised. "Damn you Bakura!" He threw the other
teen off him "I should punish you for that you whore!"
"Relax..." Bakura pushed Marik back down, "You'll
thank me for this."
Growling the Egyptian lay again on his back, "You better be
right if you don't want a whipping..."
Standing, the white haired teen slid his hands down his waist,
bucking his hips slightly to give Marik a show, "I suppose you want me
fucked dry...?"
"Fuck yes!"
"Damn..." Bakura stood over Marik's arousal, "You
really are taking advantage of this situation aren't you?"
"Considering that you are my whore right now yes..." the
Egyptian admired the view. Bakura's arousal stood upright, exposing what hung
beneath, "And one good fuck; now get on with it!"
"As you wish...Master," Bakura added, just enjoying the
delighted look on Marik's face when he said that. Slowly he squatted down,
positioning himself, and then in one smooth movement he impaled himself upon
Marik's erection, gritting his teeth at the pain that filled him. He sat on top
of the Egyptian's hips for a moment, adjusting to the great size.
"Too long!" Marik bucked his hips, forcing
the pale teen to be bounced out and slammed back in.
Bakura gave a sort cry of agony as he felt himself tear slightly,
"Damn you..."
"Don't DARE say that to YOUR Master..."
"Yes...Master..." Bakura gritted out, promising to get
revenge on the Egyptian later. Slowly he withdrew again, then pushed back down,
the friction searing through his body like fire. He braced his hands on either
side of Marik's lean waist, and began to pound himself upon the tanned teen's
manhood.
Marik groaned, watching the white haired thief thrust himself over
and over upon his erection, the dry friction spreading through his body,
"Ra..." He reached up and pinched Bakura's nipples, rolling them
between his thumb and index finger, listening to the other's cries. "Touch
your Bakura..."
"Yes Master..." Bakura leaned back, using his legs as a
new support himself as he reached up and touched his aching member with his
hands, arching at the touch. In short pumps his legs bounced him up and down
upon Marik's arousal while his hands grouped himself, one putting pressure on
his manhood, sliding along the length while his other hand fondled his sacs,
feeling the textured skin. A wave of pleasure washed through him as he
masturbated, increasing his movements on Marik's arousal, "Oh Osiris..." the tomb robber moaned as he sped up his
actions, his hair flying around him as he shook his head in bliss.
Marik could feel himself on the edge, watching Bakura impale
himself upon his erection and masturbate at the same time was far too arousing.
He bucked, and slammed his hips against the pale teen's just as he was coming
down, grazing his prostate.
Bakura cried out as he climaxed, releasing his seed onto his hands
and chest. He moaned at the hot fluid spreading over his chest.
There was a gasp from Marik felt the muscles tighten around his
erection. With a final thrust he ejaculated, filling Bakura with his essence.
With a moan the pale thief rolled off, feeling Marik slip out of
him in the process. Bakura crawled up and lay upon Marik's chest,
"Well?" he panted, "Did I please you Master?"
"Oh Ra fuck yes!" the Egyptian
ran his hands through Bakura's white hair, sending shivers through the pale
teen's body, "Good whore..."
"It's Bakura," the thief growled slightly, "I
apologized."
"Fair enough," Marik felt Bakura's chest, wiping off
some of the boy's cum and licking it, "shouldn't let it go to
waste..."
Bakura grinned, raising his head to kiss the wild haired yami,
tasting his sweetness in the other teen's mouth. It felt nice to actually kiss
Marik; the tanned boy's lips felt as subtle as Malik's, yet had a slightly
different feeling. �If I knew you wanted me then I would have never made all
those calls to Malik; you are so sexier than any guy in Egypt.�
Marik smirked, �Nothing like the present��
The conversation ended there, both knowing in silent understanding
that they are too proud to say anything loving to each other. Bakura�s actions
were tender enough as he wrapped his arms around Marik�s lean torso and fell
asleep. The Egyptian stroked the white hair that lay upon his chest for awhile
before also succumbing to slumber.

Malik called Ryou later again that evening, as he earlier
promised, it was fortunate that he forgot about asking the boy about who he had
feelings for.
�So Isis is letting you come in a week?�
�Yea,� Malik lay on the couch, slightly bedraggled from arguing
with his elder sister all day, �I had to pull lots of strings; I think she lost
some trust in me after I went and got drunk at the bar and ended up getting
screwed by some weirdo.�
�She�s just worried Malik don�t worry. At least you have family
looking after you. So are you coming alone?�
�Yes. Rishid has to take care of things
back here in Egypt, and you know Isis�all those
strange politic business she�s always taking care of.�
�Just like your family to be like that,� Ryou laughed
lightheartedly, �But it would be nice to see you again; Marik has been down in
the dumps so he�ll perk up a bit, and Bakura...ummm�well
you know��
�It�s alright Ryou, no need to explain things�you�ve had enough
trouble remaining neutral so I�m not going to push it; I promise I�ll be here
in about a week though alright? Are you sure it�s alright that I can stay at
your place?�
�Yes. My father is rarely home so we always have two spare
bedrooms; maybe Marik can even come and stay awhile so you two can get all
reunited.�
�I DO miss my Yami,� the Egyptian answered softly, �and Bakura�and
of course you,� he added, �you have been there to listen to my troubles, how
can I not want to see you again?�
Unknowingly, Ryou blushed on the other end of the line, �Thanks
Malik, I will see you in a week alright?�
�Alright, bye Ryou.�
As the pale boy hung up he suddenly could feel anxiety wash over
him, �Oh great�how can I explain Bakura�s relationship with Marik?�

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Author: Now the plot�s beginning to thicken! Hee!
What will happen when Malik arrives? More angst to come next chapter!
Malik: A whole lemon dedicated to Marik and Bakura?!?! C�mon!!!
Author: Calm down babes�you need to COME to the scene to get
involved more right?
Malik: Suuuuuuurrre�
Author: Anyways, I love you guys! I hope you all have stayed in
tune! I will now update more now that Royalty�s done!
By the way�to
all my readers who have read Royalty�just as I kinda
expected�I didn�t win the challenge�that�s what I get for being a really young
amateur writer�but I�m still happy that I have received so much support from
all of you! It meant so much to me! I may put up a little note at the end of
Royalty stating that. Thanks to all you guys who have read that fic and supported me!
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