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Chapter 4: Memories
It had been only several days since the hybrids were introduced into their new woby tby their masters but things had differently changed. Yami, Seto, Bakura, and Marik weren’t as cold as they first appeared but tried to keep up the fascade of being cold. As days progressed everything was just a boring ritual: wake up, bath, eat, do something until they grew tired, eat lunch, learn studies along with Mokuba who had his private tutor, then spend some time in the library, eat dinner, then retire to the bedrooms. In fact, the only time they seemed to see the masters was after supper and in the bedrooms. It was always at night that they were beginning to wonder.
“I'm starting to think they’re vampires or somethin’,” the blonde wolf said as he lay on his stomach under the shade of a large tree.
“Joey! How can you say something like that?” the white haired rabbit said as he frowned at his friend.
“ ‘Cuz it’s true! They’re always gone before ake ake up, we never see them during the day, and then at nights they’re always waiting for us in the bedrooms!”
“You know he has a point,” Malik voiced from his perch up in the branches. Yugi couldn’t help but frown up at him from his perch of a branch just under the tiger, an adorable pout on his baby face.
“Malik!”
“I said wolfie has a point, not that he was right,” he reasoned, smiling a bit as he let his tail hang down to tease the lynx’s face.
Ryou’s ears seem to drop as he frowned up at them. “But that still isn’t nice. They just work hard.”
“That’s another thing! What do they do for a living??” Joey growled before rolling onto his back, resting his hands behind his head. “What if they do the same stuff Pegasus does?”
“Then why buy us?” Yugi asked, batting at the stripped tail as it dangled before his face.
“Boredom?”
“Why don’t we just ask one of the ladies or even Mokuba?”
“Tried. Everyone seems to be keeping it a secret or they have to go do somethin’.”
“But whatever they’re doing can’t be that bad,” the smallest of the hybrids said but he couldn’t hide the worried tone.
Malik picked this up and eased himself before him, carefully balancing his weight on the branch and stroked his cheek. “I’ll never let anything happen to you, kitten.” Soon the sounds of purring were hard before it was interrupted by a gagging sound.
“I swear you two are always like that, gonna give me a toothache,” he muttered before cracking his eyes open and began running. Yugi was hot on his trail, blushing and yelling at him to take it back. What the little one lacked in strength he made up for in speed that soon he had pounced on the wolf, sending them both tumbled into the ground.
Ryou sighed but smiled as Malik dropped down lightly to sit next to him, hugging his knees to his chest. “Malik? What Joey said… you don’t really think our masters are in the same business as Pegasus. Do you?”
“… I don’t know but I seriously doubt it. Why buy us if they could create their own?” He shrugged his shoulders but had a thoughtful look in eye eyes. “All I do know is whatever they do brings in a great deal of money. But the way people act around here makes me think they must be very important.”
“I wonder how come they never told us what they do…” Ryou mused out loud, thinking about what they did before looking up. He couldn’t help but smile as he watched Mokuba running towards Joey who currently had his back to him before jumping on him. Following in the air was Serenity and Mai before they landed. “It’s strange how we’ve changed since coming here.”
“Yeah you can say that.”
“Hey kiddo what’s up?” Joey smiled as he let the younger Kaiba ride on his back.
“The tutor is sick today so that means we don’t have to study! I get to play out here with you guys all day!” he said happily, hugging him tightly. “Maybe big brother will come home early too!”
“Mokuba you know he has a lot of work,” Serenity said softly, knowing how much her young master idolized Seto but he was always too busy to spend time with him.
“I know but he promised he would spend time with me!” he said rather hopefully before sliding to the ground. “I'm bored… let’s play a game!”
“At least as it’s not tag. I'm always it!” the wolf pouted. Yugi giggled as he walked up to them.
“That’s because you could lose some weight with all the food you eat,” he giggled, poking him in the side. The blonde mocked growled but smiled. raveraven haired boy smiled but shook his head.
“I got a better game. Hide and Seek but inside! Lots of places to hide.”
“Oh that’ll be easy.”
“But you have to be blindfolded as well. Makes the game more fun.”
“That does sound like fun. Let’s ask the others!”
It wasn’t long before the group had agreed to the game but rules were put into play. They could hide in any one of the rooms except the bedrooms. Whoever was it had to wear a blindfold and until he or she found someone they couldn’t removed it. Mokuba wanted to go first since it was his game but Serenity would be helping him just so he wouldn’t get hurt but she couldn’t tell him where the others were hiding. Mai and Isis decided to just watch and make sure things didn’t get out of hand. The rest scattered as the young Kaiba began to count to fifty, snickering softly to themselves. But from the shadows of thea a a a figure watched them have fun, enjoying themselves. But all good things must come to an end.
The smallest of the hybrids giggled to himself as she ran down the corridor, searching for a good place to hide. The bedrooms were off limits but Mokuba didn’t say anything about the bathing rooms. Finding the doors he quickly yet quietly crept inside, shutting the door behind him.
‘Hide hide I need to hide,’ he thought to himself before locating the screen along the side. Quickly he dashed behind it and waited but then he picked up a strange scent. It was hard to distinguish over the scent of the perfumes and oils and soaps but it smelled… musky. His tuffed ears twitched as he heard water being lightly splashed but there was no water running. In fact, he didn’t think anyone would be in here. He and the others already had a bath so who did that leave-
“Ooh gods… you’re too good for that asshole master…” came a soft moan from one of the bathing pools that was always full but no hybrids were allowed to use it. Something about being for the masters only.
A gentle sigh was barely heard. “He’s just like that… Yami and the others aren’t so bad…” Whatever the person was going to say next just trailed off as more moans filled the room.
“Yeah right. Bakura just likes to torture people; Marik is a psychopath; Seto’s a heart is a block of ice; and Yami thinks we’re nothing. When they’re done with those hybrids they’ll sell them back to Pegasus or some shit like that. But I don’t want to talk about them anymore.” The sound of slight splashing was heard again.
‘Why would they talk bad about the masters? Who are they?’ Yugi thought to himself. ‘I’ve heard them before--oh no…’ His eyes widen in recognition but he had to be sure. Swallowing his fear he peeked out between the fold in the screens. It was a thin crack but it was just enough to see what his ears confirmed.
The vixen moved her body up and down slowly, moaning softly as she rode the man whose lap she was sitting on. She was completely nude, her skin a rosy pink and her fox-like tail was slightly damp as she kept it raised in the air. The man grunted as he slowly thrusted into her at a steady pace, hand running up the side of her body before pulling her close. Curled horns could now be seen as well as a hint of gold that the feline gasped but quickly clapped his hands over his mouth. It was Tea and Tristen. But intercourse between other hybrids was forbidden. Hybrids were here for their masters only. But… what Tristen said… was any of that true? Would Yami sell him to Pegasus when he grew tired of him? Would the other masters do that?
‘No… No! I don’t believe it!’ he argued but it was no use. He could already feel tears course down his face he slipped out of the bathing rooms and down the corridor once more. He wasn’t sure where he was going but he had to get away from that room.
The young woman had seen her young charge run out and her heart fell. The last person she wanted to know about her secret relationship with Tristen (beside Yami) was Yugi. She gasped then keened softly as she hit her climax and felt the bull’s seed fill her belly.
Tristen sighed deeply as he nuzzled her neck, careful not to hurt her as he caressed her back and tail. “Hey, did you hear something just now?” he asked in a satisfied tone.
“… No. It was nothing.”
Away from the private island, about a hundred miles away towards the East, was a rather massive continent where humans lived and worked. But it was also the same place where the four supposed rulers of the world worked and so made it their base of operation. Rather than become rivals the four masters pooled their businesses together to become one of the most powerful companies in the world. They had very few if any rival companies but irony enough… one of those companies was Industry Illusions. Run by one Maximillion Pegasus.
Bakura sighed as she rubbed his eyes once more, tired of staring at the computer screens for the past hour or so. Angrily he tore off the headset and threw it on his desk. “That is it!” he growled angrily. “If someone calls me to say they lost another shipment I am going to kill the entire lot.”
“Last time you did that it took a month to hire people who would work for you,” a voice taunted. “And you had to triple their pay and give them more benefits.” The young man growled once more and turned his chair around to face the laughing fool.
“Shut the hell up, Marik!! That shipment was the best in weapons and now they’re gone!!”
The platinum blonde snorted as he placed his hands behind his head. “I told you to install Kaiba’s latest security grids. Those things are so damn sensitive nothing could have gotten past them. Not even a fly.”
“And owe him a favor? Screw him and you.”
“You’re too blood-thirsty for my taste.” This resulted in an all out brawl with the two of them grappling and trying to get the other to admit it to submission. “Say it!!” Marik growled.
“N-No!!” he winced as the pain increased.
“Say it!!”
“Fuck no!!”
The bearer of the rod grinned and pulled his legs harder, smirking at the pained cry that he heard. “Care to repeat that?”
“Damnit get the fucking hell off me you psycho!!!” the bearer of the ring shouted as loud as he could, pounding his fist on the floor. They’re other two co-workers choose that time to come in and just looked at them.
“You two having fun?” Yami asked with a wiry grin. Bakura was laying on his stomach, clawing and pounding at the marble floor with Marik sitting on the small of his back, holding both his legs so that they were bending a bit father than they were suppose to. The white haired man growled at them before managing to twist his upper body and wrapped his arm around the blonde’s neck, holding him in a headlock.
Seto grunted but went over along with Yami and pulled them apart. “Why are you trying to kill each other this time?” he asked coolly, ignoring the threats his co-workers were saying to the other. He picked up bits and pieces of ‘son of a bitch’ and ‘being locked in a padded room with a straight jacket’.
Marik huffed but brushed himself off. “Bakura just lost another shipment of weapons.” Yami raised a brow and looked at him.
“Strange. I just received word that Seto and myself lo shi shipment as well. Our latest in technology, software, and some valuable art I had just traded for.”
“Oh great! We’ve got to find those assholes and get our stuff back!!” Bakura growled before yelled for Kaiba to drop him. He did and growled as he hit the floor. “Ass.”
“Only to you. We came to see what the noise was and to see if you wanted a beak. I think we could all use one.”
“Fine.” The four of them move to the common room that connect their offices together and settled down. It was a large room with a large circle sunken into the floor, plush cushions to show it was a circular sofa with several throw pillows. A massive TV screen was settled against the far wall where they would watch whatever they felt like it. Even the security camera at home if they wanted. There was also an equally large bookcase filled with novels of nearly every kind with a tall and wide filing cabinet. The room had just about everything except for the phones. It the calls became too annoying they would escape here and usual stay until they wanted to go home. Hey being the four most powerful men I the world they could do whatever they wanted. There was also a bar which Bakura went to immediately to make himself a drink. Seto sat down and immediately turned the channel to the stock exchange. Yami slid onto the sofa and picked up the book he had left there last time, taking the bookmarker out and began reading. Marik, on the other hand, decided to bug the others. He was debating how to do it before he got an idea and smirked.
“So… how did it feel to screw those new pets we got?” he asked calmly. Yami stiffen, Seto looked at him coldly, and Bakura scoffed. “Just an innocent question.”
“Marik, I'm surprise you know the meaning of that word.” He glared at the shortest of the men before grinning.
“Okay Yami, what was your little kitten like? He was a sweet little thing, almost like a child. I bet you had fun with him.”
The crimson-eyed youth looked at him with a narrow gaze but couldn’t help but smirked ever so lightly. He could play this game just as well. “Yes he was good… Better than anyone I’ve had. So responsive and tight. What about you? Surprised that tiger of yours didn’t kill you after the first night.” Just thinking about Yugi, the way he responded to his kiss, his touch, to everything that he couldn’t help but groan inwardly. When he got home he was going to make the little one his all over again.
“Missed me by that much,” he explained, holding his hand out so that his thumb and index finger were barely a centimeter apart. “But I always did say those manacles on my bed would come in handy.”
“Afraid he could castrate you?” the ring bearer said as he jumped onto the sofa, earning a growl from the brunette but ignored it. He took a sip from his drink before setting it down on the coffee table in the middle.
“Hardly. As soon as I took him he was more than willingly to let me have my way. By far he is the most exotic thing I’ve ever seen or felt for that matter. Just thinking about it now makes me want to go home and fuck him until he can’t stand.” Such an idea was so tempting he wanted to go home and do that. Shackles or not he was going to take him hard and fast.
“Hentai.”
“Aww is Kaiba jealous that his puppy didn’t obey him?” Marik mocked as he pouted before grabbing the blue-eyed boy’s chin. “You wanted the wolf so you got him. Deal with it.”
Seto growled as he pulled his face away and glared at him. “For your information he was very obedient. After seducing him he was begging for me to take him so I did.” He remembered that night and smiled just so lightly. “He was tight and hot. He also made these whimpers that did remind me of a puppy.” Joey still had that rebellious streak in him but that’s what made him so desirable. One day he would break him but right now it was a lot more fun to just bend him to his will.
“Then everyone had a good experience. Almost everyone…” The three of them turned to look at Bakura who had remained quiet. Noting the silence he looked at them and scowled.
“What the fuck are you looking at?”
“What’s wrong Bakura? Scared you timid rabbit away?” Marik teased.
“No I didn’t.”
“Then why are you sharing your experience with us?”
“Because I'm not as perverted as you three.”
“You’re just as prevented as any of us. Except Marik, he’s the most pervert person on this planet,” Yami pointed out.
“And I wear that title proudly!” he smirked.
“So tell us. Or are you too ashamed,” Seto chuckled softly before moving his head to the side. Behind him a dagger shook as it hit the wall. It wouldn’t be the first time that happened and it certainly wouldn’t be the last.
“For your information my little arctic hare was good. He would do anything to see me happy and I didn’t have to use restraints like some people,” he spat, looking pointedly at the white-blonde partner. “There’s only one thing that’s been bothering me… have any of you noticed scars on your pets?”
“Scars? Like what?”
“Like being beaten on a regular basis. Ryou had scars all along his back and I can already tell you they were made by a whip or something similar to it.” He shuddered lightly as the first time he saw them.
Marik lost the insane glint in his eye he usually held when he was teasing the others and turned almost thoughtful. Unconsciously he reached behind him to touch at the ugly scar that marred his own backside. Except his was done with a sharp knife and the scarring was a dead language given to him by his foster father. No one knew of it except Seto, Bakura, and Yami but even around them he always found someway to keep it hidden. Each one had a reason for acting the way they did but it was also another reason why they pooled their companies together. These four young men grew up together, learning the trade of business from their foster parents, bore scars they would rather keep hidden, but most importantly keep their true feelings under lock and key. There was a long moment of silence before Bakura broke the silence after drowning his drink rather quickly.
“DO you guys ever wonder what our lives would be like if we hadn’t been adopted by him?”
Do you have to ask?” Seto asked coolly but sighed as he rubbed his eyes. “What I meant is I think we think that everyday.”
“Your icy attitude, Yami’s neck belt, Bakura’s ruthless nature, and my scarred back,” Marik sighed, fidgeting in his seat. The scars along his back didn’t hurt but a lot of the time it made him uncomfortable; the scarred tissue never healed correctly and in turned caused some serious back pain. The ruby-eyed young man noted this and got up, motioning him over to a long sofa and pushed him to lay on it on his front. The platinum blonde wordlessly pulled his shirt off to reveal his entire back covered in multiple scars of tiny images. The biggest images were of three creatures with what appeared to be wings along the back of his shoulders.
“Where does it ache?” Yami asked softly, reaching out to touch the bare skin as he straddled his hips.
“Along my spine.” He hissed softly when the hands sought the large knot and began to work it out. He closed his eyes tightly and just buried his face in his folded arms, tensing further as pain washed over him.
“You need to relax if I’m going to help you,” the tri-haired partner sighed, pausing before continuing. To anyone else it would look like the two of them were lovers or something but to the other nersners it was something that usually happened every other day. Yami knew about scar tissue and knew how to relieve the pain without causing damage.
Seto grew tired of watching the stock reports that he began to wordlessly flip through the channelhinkhinking about his own painful pain. He didn’t have scars to prove it physically but his emotionally scars were another matter. The four of them had been taken off the streets, promised a home where they could have good food, a room over their head, and warm clothes to wear. Living on the streets they were more than happy to live with them. But Seto was more than grateful because he and the others had been doing their best to take of an extremely young Mokuba. However, about a moth after being taken in the abuse began.
Their foster father would always belittle him, telling him he was worthless and how no one would ever care for him. That his real parents dumped him in the streets because they didn’t care for him. He tried hard not to believe him but everyday it was the same thing. Yami, Bakura, Marik, Mokuba were always there for him though. Since then he had promised to always be there for them. But after what he had learned he he did to Yami and Marik he grew so mad. But when he struck his little brother that was the last straw. He pushed him right out of the window without a second thought. He would never forget the look of fear on that man’s face as he plummeted to the ground during that rainy night. Bakura had been watching Kaiba intently, the play of emotions were visible because he knew what he was looking for. Like Seto he had been abused mentally and emotionally but because of that he retaliated negatively. He would always talk back, yell, get into fights, everything their foster father did to him he would do the same thing back but what he especially loved to do is annoy the hell outta him. Sometimes he would keep stuff from them; like punishing one of them by locking them in their room and order the servants not to give them food but he always managed to break all locks and stole food without anyone noticing. The others called him a master thief and he prided himself in that. But he also had a short tempter and hated any form of weakness.
“Bakura.”
Blinking he snapped from his thoughts. “What?”
“Thinking about the past?” He just nodded. “Same here. Listen, remember the time Mokuba got sick and father refused to give him medicine because he was upset at us?”
“Yeah, and you’re point, Kaiba?”
“You risked your skin to get the medicine and saved him. I-”
“Seto stop. You’ve been thanking me for that incident so just drop it.” He turned to the back when he heard a chuckle. “What’s so funny, Marik?”
“You never did accept gratitude easily,” he sated where he sat behind Yami, gently massaging his neck as he leaned against his chest. Occasionally the shortest of the four would hiss and tense up but then he would relax. Fingers gently rubbed at the thick scar that marred the otherwise flawless sick. It was slightly jagged and had healed rather badly which was why Yami never removed the neck belt.
“Shut up,” the bearer of the ring hissed before slumping back down, grabbing the remote and settled on the world news of the day. Before any of them knew it they’re day was returning back to the normal routine but in the back of their minds they were each wondering how their pets were doing.
Back on the island it had taken a while before Yugi had been found hiding in the den but the fact that he wouldn’t stop crying had everyone worried. Joey and Ryou had tried to help calm him down but Malik was the only one he allowed to touch him. So the others left them alone, obviously worried about the young lynx.
The tiger youth just held the young lynx tightly to his chest, purring deeply as he rubbed his back soothingly. ~What could have driven him to tears?~ he thought to himself, letting the kitten curl against his chest as h nuzzled his neck with a weak purr of his own. ~What’s more where is that damn bitch Tea?~ For a fleeting moment he was tempted to know where the fox had gone to and why she wasn’t taking care of him when a small voice spoke up.
“M-Malik?”
“Yeah kitten?”
“Do… Do you think the others would s-s-sell us back to him… as soon as they tire of us?”
“… Where did you hear that?”
“Doesn’t matter but I don’t want to go back to Pegasus! I want to stay here with you!” He looked ready to start the water works once more as his lower lip began to tremble ever so lightly.
Malik blinked but drew him to his chest once more, purring loud enough to feel it rumble in his chest as he nuzzled his tear-stained face. He didn’t want to admit it but having this adorable kitten sitting on his lap was causing the blood to flow in the southern direction. He was trying desperately to think of something cold but it wasn’t working very well.
“Yugi listen to me okay? I have no idea what the masters are gonna do with us or what the future holds but you have to understand that they think of us as just pets.” Cupping his face with his hands he gently brushed the tears away and brought their faces closer together. “But whatever happens I will always be there for you.”
The young boy sniffed, leaning into his hands with a tired purr as he covered the tiger’s hand with his own. ~He feels so strong and warm,~ he thought to himself, blinking away the remainder of the tears before looking up at him once more. “Malik? Before we were sold, why did you kiss me?”
“I… I didn’t want your first kiss to be taken in pain or by those jerks. A person’s first kiss should be sweet and gentle.”
“Oh. Malik?”
“Yeah Yugi?”
“Will you kiss me again?”
He knew he should be doing this, he could have told him no but he asked for it. Before he could stop himself he had pressed his lips against the lynx’s. Time seemed to hold still for the both of them as lips parted for one another, tasting the other as hands slowly wrapped around one another. At this moment they should have pulled back, knowing that they were breaking a rule of their masters but neither seemed to care about that. All that mattered was each other.
Yugi purred deeply, lying back on the thick rug of the den as he brought Malik down with him. His first kiss by him had been quick yet oddly sweet, leaving him with a craving that even his master couldn’t quench. Since then he had always been thinking about the striped youth and now found himself wanting him even morBut But why now? Why were all those emotions filling his mind? It felt like his body was betraying his heart.
Malik was in a similar predicament. This was wrong, not because he was betraying Master Marik but because he always considered Yugi to be a brother to him. Sure he thought the lynx was beautiful and he just wanted to hold him forever but that was it. Now his body was betraying his lust, causing him to growl possessively as the kiss deepen, darting his tongue into the smaller one’s mouth. He met no resistance as he felt hands slide into his clothing, lightly clawing at his back even as his tail lashed at the air wildly. He growled even deeper as he tore himself away from the delectable lips and sat up, looking at the other feline as they both panted heavily.
Dark amethyst eyes peered at him from the hidden shadows of his long lashes, obediently lifting his arms as the black shirt was pulled off. A coy smile appeared on his lips, running his hands up to removed the other’s dusky colored shirt before running his delicate hands over the smooth expansion of his chest. Yugi smiled at the rumble he felt as he sat up some and licked at his chest, fingers tracing the animal markings along his sides. Shaking hands threaded themselves through his hair, holding him close as his little pink tongue worked its way to the dark bit of flesh.
Never had he felt this be so sinfully good. His skin just seemed to burn everywhere the little one touched him, making him growl/purr in pleasure. He hissed in pain though when he felt sharp teeth nip at the highly sensitive nipples before the hot mouth nursed it tenderly. By the time both of them were hard as pebbles he was more than aroused and none to gently pushed the kitten to the floor, returning the same treatment.
As first Yugi tried to fight it but all reason flew his mind as the tiger fairly pounced on him, nipping along his neck and shoulders he let him do whatever he wanted. Soft mews escaped his lips as spikes of pleasure jolted his mind, his back arching as the hungry lips descended down on his own chest and teased his pale nipples into hardening. When they were hard and sensitive Malik continued downward, dipping his rough tongue into his navel so erotically he couldn’t help but grip his shoulders tightly, his sharp nails biting into the tanned skin.
“M-Malik!” he mewed sharply, feeling his claws roughly remove his pants and ththemthem somewhere in the room but he didn’t care as the warm breath ghosted over his weeping erection.
“My little kitten,” he purred roughly, taking his time as he licked up the precum, watching the organ twitch with a life its own. He rubbed his own hips along the floor, trying to ease the ache in his own pants but it was no use. Growling he took the member all the way down his throat yet remembered to throw his arms over the bucking hips as his kitten fairly yowled in sudden pleasure.
For the split moment Yugi’s mind had shut down, forgetting how to breath before it started up again and he stuttered for air. He stared wide eyed at the high ceiling of the darken room, the massive fireplace giving them all the light they would need before looking down at the bobbing head between his legs. Raw pleasure race along his spine and under his skin, making him grit his teeth together as he gripped his lover’s head tightly and let himself go with it. This, this was unbelievable! To have his cock in that wet heat made something stir deep in his belly but he didn’t care.
To the tiger this was like nectar from the gods that his master worshipped so much. He could feel the organ twitch in his mouth as he caressed it with his tongue, letting the swollen head touch the back of his throat, crushing his body to him as much as he could. The feel of his silky smooth skin wrapped around him as he pounded into him came to mind, making him growl that he knew he had to have him or he’d go insane! But had he or Yugi looked in the mirror they would have noticed their eyes seemed more feline than usual, wild and untamed. Sitting up he quickly removed his pant and once more pounced on the lynx, growling deeply as he immediately pushed into his lithe body.
It did hurt but the pain melted into pleasure as the smaller cat growled back at the tiger, bucking his hips into his before clinging to him tightly. However, his lover had other ideas as he removed his hands and pinned them over his head, and began to really give it to him. Yugi mewed sharply once more as his back arched, wrapping his legs around Malik’s waist, letting the raw lust fill him. In and out slide his glistening cock, hissing as his body tried to keep it in but that made this act more desirable. He wanted more, he wanted to feel it all that when his lover’s erection struck something deep inside his eyes opened wide and he fairly shrieked.
This caught Malik off guard for a moment but it was enough to have him laying on his back as his kitten rode him like there was no tomorrow. He almost threw his back down to the floor but found this far better; the lithe body was tighter and he kept striking the bundle of nerves hidden so deeply in this one. Grasping his hips tightly he guided him over his erection growling deeply as Yugi’s little mews of pleasure made him even more aroused that he could feel his body ready to explode! Wrapping one hand around the rigid member that bounded with every movement it didn’t take long to bring the lynx to ecstasy. his his hot cum hit his chest he growled and thrusted up into his body once more, releasing his own cum deep inside his body and roared in sated pleasure.
By the time the aftermath of the primal sex had worn off Yugi was curled up against Malik’s chest, both purring in sated pleasure. He looked ready to fall asleep but he knew that they both needed to get cleaned up before their masters got home. However, they never got that far because at that moment the doors to the den slammed opened and there, standing the doorway was a very shocked but pissed Yami and Marik. Yugi and Malik froze where they laid, still joined in intercourse.
Author’s Note: I’m finally done with this chapteI waI was gonna put another lemon but my brain ran out of juice. Seeing a mouse caught in a trap kinda does that to you. -.-;
Bakura: I can’t believe you had to get your mother to throw it away.
Hey I couldn’t deal with it okay?! It freaked me out!!
Marik: Call an exterminator then.
The landlady already did you ass!! We already caught like 4 mice this past week alone!! The mouse in my room I called Houdini because it took five traps to finally catch him.
Bakura: … You named the mouse?
Only in my head!!
Seto: Will you get back to the note??
Oh shove it blue boy *clears throat* I want to thank everyone who sent me a review. I hope you guys liked this chapter and if you haven’t figured it out, the Master are the top business men in the world. Although they have different names they were adopted by the same man (Seto’s foster father but I can’t remember his name) and why they act the way they do. I had the original plot of this chapter set up in my mind but as I typed I changed it around some.
Yami: Are you done yet?
Keep your pants on shorter.
Yami: I’m not short!!
Compared to Bakura, Marik, and Seto you are. Deal with it *flicks Yami’s nose*
Yami: *growls*
Okay in the next chapter there will be explosions, kidnapping, traitors, abuse, two very pissed masters, and maybe a character death. What will happen to Yugi and Malik? What will Yami and Marik do to them? How will the others take it? Will Yami ever find out that Tea is sleeping with Tristen? Should I kill them off? Who should get killed in the explosion? Why am I still up when I should still be sleeping? Did I kill the last mouse?
Marik: Will you ever shut up?!
*shove a loaded mouse trap down his pants and reveals a string to set it off* Care to repeat that?
Marik: *quickly shake his head*
Good. Okay you know the drill, review and/or e-mail me. I’ll work on the next chapter but please forgive me if it’s kinda short. I’ll try very hard not to make it so! Oh yeah, there won’t be any lemons in the next one. Fair warning *waves* Bye Bye Bye!
Bakura: Oh gods an N’SYNC fan *rolls eyes*
*shoves another trap down his pants like Marik’s* Open your mouth and I’ll snap off the reason you’re a man.
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