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My Pet Yami	By : MarikIshtar77 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 4994 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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The King of Games

Yami released Bakura’s shoulders and got off the bed, never taking his eyes off of the
thief. He took the sunglasses Bakura had put on him off and placed them on the brim of the
black hat he was wearing. Yami released the vibrator he was holding and glared at Bakura. Pure
rage smoldered in his normally friendly crimson eyes.
The thief followed suit and slid off of the bed slowly, leering evilly. Fresh blood trickled down
from the corner of his mouth from Yami’s earlier unexpected bite. The scowl on his face looked
evil enough to send anybody to their knees begging for mercy.
Both men squared off, their arms hanging loosely at their sides. They walked slowly around in a
circle, still keeping their eyes on each other challengingly. Neither of them spoke, but there was
no need for words. This would be their ultimate one- on- one test of authority, winner takes all.
Bakura was the first to make a move, but not for Yami, instead for his Millennium Ring.
"Let’s take this little game somewhere else, I know the perfect place."
Yami eyes remained glued to Bakura’s as they circled around like vultures. He clenched his fists.
"And where would that be?"
Bakura started to laugh in a low, menacing tone as he snapped his fingers. His duel deck
suddenly appeared in his hand. He pulled a card and held it up.
"Haha! Just the card I was hoping for! I summon the darkness! You know I’m at my best when I
have the home field advantage!" (The field card Yami)
Yami narrowed his eyes as darkness enshrouded the room.
"Your darkness doesn’t scare me." the Pharaoh growled venomously as he cracked his knuckles.
Bakura just laughed at Yami as he disappeared into the shadows. Bakura’s laughter faded into
strange voices whispering into Yami’s ears
"Where’s the thief? Where did he go? Is he behind you?" The voices chimed.
Yami whirled around to look behind him, but found nothing but darkness.
"Maybe he’s on your left!"
Yami looked left, but again found darkness.
"Show yourself, tomb robber! Quit cowering in the shadows!"
Yami felt something tap him on the shoulder, so he turned around quickly to see what it was.
Again, he found nothing but darkness.
Yami held up his fist and shook it.
"Damn you, thief!" he shouted loudly as he took a step forward.
s firm grip on
his wrists.
"What’s the matter, Yami? Isn’t this game fun? I know IMar>Marik rolled his eyes and leaned over the thief’s thin form. He twirled a lock of Bakura’s long
hair around his finger.
"I think it’s time for a new game, Bakura, isn’t that right Pharaoh?"
Yami nodded his head and winked at Marik.
"Yes, I think it is. I’ll let you explain the rules to our little...heh...participant."
Yami gave Bakura’s hair a little tug and pulled his head up.
’s tongue.
Yami cleared his throat and set down the can of whipped cream. He picked up a small bottle of
lubrication that was lying on the floor, and opened it using his teeth.
"You’ve been most generous Bakura." He grinned as he squeezed a big blob of the clear gel out
on Bakura’s backside.
Bakura quickly jerked his head away from Marik’s kiss. His eyes were filled with fear as he
looked back at Yami.
"You can’t-......"
Marik covered Bakura’s mouth with his hand and grabbed a muzzle that was lying on the floor.
"You really shouldn’t leave your toys lying around. Somebody might use them on you." He
smirked as he slipped the muzzle over Bakura’s head.
Yami set the lube aside and swirled his finger in the blob of gel on Bakura’s ass.
’s muffled cries were barely noticeable as Marik bound his wrists behind his back.
Yami looked over the Millennium Rod and then at Marik.
"You think it’ll fit?"
Marik leaned over and nipped at Yami’s lower lip.
"I know it will." He purred seductively.
Yami tilted his head and brought Marik into a searing kiss, thrusting his tongue into the
Egyptian’s wet mouth.
Marik held the back of Yami’s head and pulled their lips closer, letting the Pharaoh explore
more of his mouth.
Yami moaned lightly as he pulled away.
"Marik......"
Marik reached for Yami’s hand and grinned. His eyes were clouded with lust for the
provocatively clad pharaoh.
"Let’s do this together"
Yami nodded his head.
Marik ran his finger down the crack of Bakura’s ass, coating his finger with some of the excess
lubrication. Still holding the Millennium Rod and Yami’s hand, Marik slid behind Yami. He
moved Yami’s hair and feathered light teasing kisses all over Yami’s neck. Yami tilted his head
to the side and moaned lightly.
Marik nipped lightly at Yami’s earlobe and smiled as he looked at their fingers intertwined
around the golden handle of the Millennium Rod.
"Let’s do it…" He grinned as he moved his free hand down to Yami’s backside.
Yami nodded his head and grabbed a handful of Bakura’s hair.
Marik slipped his lube covered finger into Yami’s tight entrance.
"Mmm! Yes!" Yami gasped as Marik quickly added a second finger. He thrust himself back
against Marik’s digits, driving them deeper. Yami threw his head back and moaned loudly as
Marik hit his sweet spot.
Marik moved his fingers in and out of Yami hard and fast, quickly bringing the Pharaoh to full
arousal.
"It’s time…" Yami panted, yanking on Bakura’s hair to stabilize himself.
Marik pulled his fingers out and positioned himself to enter Yami.
"Kiss me" he growled into Yami’s ear.
Yami turned his head and brought his lips to Marik's; quickly feasting on the Egyptian’s sweet
mouth.
Yami grabbed Bakura’s hip and pulled the thief’s backside up and into position. Together, Marik
and Yami ran the Millennium Rod lengthwise down Bakura’s ass, coating it with the lube.
Bakura’s body shook violently as the sharp tip of the handle was inserted slowly into his
entrance. Yami cried out at the same time as Marik pressed into him.
They moved slowly at first, more for Yami’s benefit than Bakura’s.
Bakura struggled against his binds, only cutting up his wrists as he did.
As Marik’s thrusts into Yami became faster and harder, so did their pace and force with the
Millennium Rod. Even though blood was oozing out of Bakura and covering their hands, they
didn’t even notice it. They were too busy enjoying each other. Bakura’s eyes filled with tears as
Yami and Marik won their game.
After their victory, Marik and Yami chained Bakura to the bed and went downstairs to
take a shower. While they were soaping up, Yugi and Joey arrived to reclaim the Millennium
Puzzle.
"Did you hear something?" Yami asked Marik as he rinsed his hair.
Marik poked his head out of the shower and listened.
"Shit, yeah, the doorbell."
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