Disturbed | By : SecretSoul Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 964 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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SecretSoul: where the hell am I going w/ this fic, lol. What happens next is as much a mystery to me as it is to you^_^ hehe, all my fics are that way. Lol. Enjoy.
Disturbed : Chapter 9
Malik drove back to his apartment building, it almost as dark as night outside because of the storm. He went upstairs, loud thunder booming, vibrating the walls. Malik looked at the dry-erase board on the door, his brother leaving a note saying that he was going to hang out with Noah after school. //I figured that much// Malik thought, opening the door. Just then another loud thunder roared and lightning flashed, the electricity going out. Malik jumped startled, and was now frustrated he couldn’t see anything. The wind blew hard outside, causing the howling noise against the windows. Malik licked his lips when he heard something across the room move, but he wasn’t sure what it was. His heart skipped a beat and his stomach jumped to his throat.
“M…Marik?” Malik called barely above a whisper and stumbled over to the windows in the living room to try and get more light at least when there was lightning.
Malik opened the curtains and a flash of lightning came and his eyes widened when he seen someone in the reflection standing behind him. Malik turned around and gasped, his eyes widening even more and he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. Rick glared down at Malik and shoved the knife he stabbed him with further into Malik’s flesh. Malik slowly looked down, he moved a shaking hand on Rick’s and tried to pull the knife out.
“That’s for getting me fired, you fucking freak” Rick growled and yanked the knife from Malik’s body, watching him fall to the floor, then turned to leave the apartment.
Malik laid on the floor panting, his heart racing to make enough blood to replace the amount flowing from his abdomen, but Malik knew it couldn’t make enough in time. Malik rolled to his side and held his stomach with one hand and began to slowly crawl to his bedroom. He continued to hear the howling wind outside and he finally made it to his room. He crawled over to his bed and yelped when he heard the sound of a tree falling to the ground. His door suddenly slammed behind him and he heard loud dogs barking outside as if trying to get to him. Malik cried and managed to get on his bed, still hearing the dogs, which turned into monstrous growls. He reached for his cell phone, hearing another loud thunder and then glass break outside his door in the living room. Malik quickly dialed his brother’s number, getting a message that the number had been disconnected.
“No, no, no…” Malik panicked, tears flowing from his eyes, his pants and sheets getting covered with his blood.
Malik began to dial Ryou’s number and his phone beeped, his battery dying. Malik laid down on his bed, feeling weak from the loss of blood and looked at the foot of his bed, seeing Bakura just standing there.
“B…Bakura…help me” Malik pleaded.
Malik went to sit up, but found himself tied down and suddenly in some kind of hospital and heard a scream from the hallway. He looked around him, seeing a few doctors hooking some things to his head. He looked at Bakura still standing at the foot of the bed.
“Alright, he’s ready” one of the doctor’s said.
Before Malik could speak he felt a strong electric pulse go through his body, his head feeling fuzzy and dizzy.
“Again” the doctor ordered.
Malik had tears in his eyes, the electric shock hurting him. He began to scream and he pulled at his restraints, all the while Bakura just starred at him. Suddenly Malik was alone in the room and all but one single light was turned off. The room had become old and there were cob webs in the corners, the ceiling dripping. The door was rusted and open, the hallway dimly lit with the lights flickering. Malik pulled at his restraints and looked to find a huge black widow spider on his arm. He lifted his head up and noticed the spiders were all over the floor and walls.
“Help! Someone help me!” Malik cried at the top of his lungs.
Malik opened his eyes and found himself on a stone altar, an inverted pentacle on the wall, candles all around him. People in hooded cloaks stood around the altar. He realized he was naked and he looked up to find that one was standing with a dagger above him.
“And we sacrifice this young soul to you, Father Satan, and drink his blood as a symbol of our devotion to you” the person said and brung the dagger down.
Malik screamed and sat up in his bed panting, his body covered in sweat. He looked around his room, it still raining outside. He looked at his clock, the power obviously still out. He looked down at his stomach, finding the stab wound gone. He then held up his right arm, looking at his palm. His lavender eyes widened when where his veins were a black, flowing line began to spread.
“Oh my God, oh my God!” Malik panicked and looked up to find Marik hanging from the ceiling, a noose around his neck. “NO! NO! Marik!” Malik cried.
Marik, Noah, and Ryou stood outside of Malik’s room at the hospital looking in at the window. Marik had tears in his eyes as he watched his brother toss and turn, his body covered in sweat.
“God, when is that stuff going to ware off?” Marik squeezed Noah’s hand and shook his head.
“I can’t believe that nurse did that to him” Ryou wiped his tears away.
Rick had gone to Malik’s apartment to get back at him for getting him fired, and injected him with a hallucigent that worked immediately, so that by time Malik had looked down he had seen a knife instead of a needle. Rick was caught as soon as he had left the building, someone had calling the campus police when they heard him breaking in. Rick was taken to jail for breaking an entering and harming Malik. When Malik had dialed Marik’s cell phone, Marik had heard him crying and sound in panic, so he had rushed over and brought him to the hospital. The doctor’s put Malik in a bed and tied him down so that he would hurt himself in anyway and gave him some medicine to fight the drug, but mostly they just had to wait for it to ware off. A few minutes later Malik’s eyes opened wide and he looked around, fearful this was still part of his nightmare. Ryou, Marik, and Noah rushed in to see him now that he was awake.
“Marik” Malik cried, his brother leaning down to hug him.
“It’s ok, it’s over. You’re awake, Malik” Marik said soothingly, “We’re here for you.”
“Wh..what happened? It..it was a dream?” Malik was still confused, “Where am I?”
“The hospital. Rick had broken into your apartment and injected you with some kind of hallucigenics drug. He’s in jail, now. You’ve been out for a few hours. I feel awful, if I hadn’t wanted to see Bakura, this wouldn’t have happened” Ryou held one of Malik’s hands.
Malik squeezed Ryou’s hand, “I told you to go see him, don’t blame yourself…” Malik assured, remembering when in his nightmare he was hooked up to the electric shock therapy; he wondered if that was how it really was and he couldn’t help but feel sorry for Bakura and anyone else having to go through that.
“It doesn’t matter, at least you’re ok now” Marik petted his twin’s hair; he looked at Ryou holding Malik’s hand, wishing he wouldn’t touch his brother. He knew you couldn’t get AIDS through touch, but it just made him uncomfortable.
The doctor came in, “Ah, finally awake. How do you feel?” he asked, the three moving out of the way so he could examine Malik.
“Like shit” Malik answered, the doctor chuckling.
“Well, you should be ok. You won’t experience any flashbacks or anything like that, either. Um, I’m going to give you a small prescription for some sleep aid pills just so you are sure to get your rest the next couple of nights. Ok? Do you feel you’re ready to leave?” the doctor asked, writing a few things on Malik’s charts.
“Yeah…” Malik nodded, the doctor putting the clipboard under his arm as he undid the straps.
“Good. Your clothes are in that cabinet right there. I’ll give you a few minutes to dress and then you can meet me at the nurses’ station” the doctor smiled and left the room.
“I’ll see you in the hallway” Marik moved some of his brother’s hair from his face softly.
“Ok” Malik nodded, “Ryou, will you stay with me?” Malik asked as the three turned to leave.
Ryou turned, “I’ll just be in the hallway, Malik” Ryou reminded.
“Please?” Malik begged.
Ryou looked at Marik and back at Malik, “…Ok” he said quietly and walked back over to Malik.
Noah took Marik’s hand and pulled him away and the two walked out of the room.
“Why do you care if he stays or not?” Noah asked his lover, the two sitting in the chairs.
“You know Ryou has AIDS, right?” Marik asked.
“Yeah, so?” Noah shrugged.
“So? I don’t want Malik to be with him a lot. Malik…he tends to like whoever he’s around the most, um, I think it’s called co-dependency. He has to be with someone or he’s really depressed, stressed. You know? It’s the end of the world if he doesn’t have a lover and if he has one he’s always looking for a better one, whether he admits that or not. I don’t want either one of them getting hurt emotionally, and I don’t want Malik doing anything stupid and getting AIDS himself” Marik explained.
“I don’t believe you. I don’t want Malik to get AIDS, either, but Ryou deserves to be loved, too, and if Malik wants to be with him, you should let him. There are a lot of couples that are together and one of them is sick like Ryou. If they love each other they’ll take the extra steps involved to make it work” Noah scolded.
“Well what if Malik was your brother, how would you feel?” Marik ran a stressed hand through his hair.
“Why did you want me to stay?” Ryou asked as he sat down in a chair next to the bed.
“I just didn’t want to be alone after that…nightmare or whatever it was. I’ll feel like I’m still dreaming” Malik answered, taking off his hospital gown and began to dress.
“Why didn’t you ask your brother?” Ryou asked as he tried to not blush, though he couldn’t keep his eyes away from Malik’s beautiful body.
Malik pulled his jeans up and buttoned them, “I don’t know…it was weird the things I seen while I was asleep. I read once that dreams are things we’re concerned about or afraid of. I was stabbed, then I was getting electric shock therapy while Bakura watched, then there were spiders everywhere, then I was being sacrificed in a Satanic ritual, and then my blood turned black in my veins and I look up and Marik either hanged himself or was hanged in my bedroom. I had no control over anything, including my own body…it was scary, Ryou, and besides Noah, you were the only other one not in my dreams” Malik pulled his shirt on and sat on the bed to put his shoes on.
Ryou moved to sit next to Malik on the bed, “It sounds scary. I wouldn’t read too much into it, though. I believe dreams are just dreams, they don’t mean anything. I have some pretty crazy dreams myself and Lord knows where they come from. Besides, you were being influenced by a drug” Ryou hesitantly reached up and ran a hand through Malik’s hair, “Don’t think so much about things. Just go back to school, focus in your degree. Be happy, you know? Enjoy your college life” he gave an encouraging smile.
Malik nodded, tears in his eyes, “You know…I was thinking, if I really did love Bakura, I would let him go. He probably sees things like that all the time in his mind. You’re right, he is suffering. The best thing for him is to be…for him to pass” Malik wiped his eyes.
Ryou held one of Malik’s hands, “You know what your problem is?” he asked, Malik looking at him, “You care too much about others and not enough about yourself.”
“And your problem is you don’t let anyone care for you” Malik raised Ryou’s hand up that was holding his and kissed it softly.
“But you know why, Malik” Ryou reminded.
Malik ignored Ryou’s protest and took his hand and began to kiss each individual finger, Ryou watching, not even realizing he had stopped talking. Ryou ran a finger tip across Malik’s soft lips, feeling the Egyptian’s warm breath on his skin. Ryou moved his hand to lovingly brush against Malik’s cheek, Malik kissing the palm of his hand.
“Aren’t you finished yet?” Marik called, opening the door.
“Yeah…” Malik answered, his lavender eyes looking into Ryou’s chocolate eyes.
“You should stop doing this, Malik” Ryou whispered, pulling his hand back.
“Sorry, I won’t do anything again unless you ask” Malik promised and stood, moving the curtain back and walked out of the room, Ryou getting up and following him.
Malik went home with his brother and the two ordered pizza for dinner and turned the tv on to watch Adult Swim.
“Malik, are you falling for Ryou?” Marik asked bluntly.
“Why?” Malik asked, his mouth full.
“I don’t think it’s smart, besides, I thought you were into serial killers” Marik teased, though he was being serious.
Malik rolled his eyes, “I think if Bakura were normal I would be in love with him, for a moment he seemed to be, but…yeah, I like Ryou. I know he has that disease, but I don’t care. You can still have a relationship with a person like that and be safe.”
Marik pressed his lips together, hesitant to suggest what he was about to say, “Malik, um…have you ever thought about speaking with a counselor or something?”
Malik looked at his brother, “Why? Do you think I’m crazy just because I want to be with someone who has AIDS?”
“No, I’m just saying that maybe you need someone to talk to, straighten some things out, get some thoughts off your chest. I know how you are, you’ve always been this way. I don’t know, I mean, you can talk to me if you want. I just don’t want you to do anything stupid like freshman year in high school when you cut yourself” Marik reminded, shaking his head.
“I won’t do anything ‘stupid’, Marik. Geez, everyone’s…everyone does that at some point in their life. I’m not that sensitive…” Malik looked down at his pizza, suddenly not hungry anymore.
“I’m just trying to look out for you, I love you, Malik, you’re my twin brother” Marik sighed, “I’m sorry…I know you’re an adult now. I’ll try to back off, ok?”
Malik smiled, “I love you too, Marik. You don’t have to back off completely…I know I get a little crazy sometimes. I just don’t want you to baby me is all” Malik moved to lay his head in his brother’s lap, “Would you play with me hair?” he asked, nuzzling his twin’s legs to get comfortable.
Marik rolled his eyes and ran a hand through Malik’s hair gently as they watched their adult cartoons.
Ryou stood at the kitchen sink doing dishes, Mokuba coming in the kitchen to put his empty plate in the sink.
“I told you I’d do the dishes. Just because I’m double majoring doesn’t mean I can’t help out around here” Mokuba sighed, looking at his room mate’s distant expression.
“I don’t mind” Ryou assured.
“What’s on your mind? You look troubled about something” Mokuba asked, moving Ryou’s hair back over his shoulders so it was out of the way.
“You mean besides the situation with my brother?” Ryou sighed, “Malik likes me and…I like him too, but I know we can’t be together. And he seems to fall for people so easily, I’m afraid if I were to be with him he’d break my heart.”
Mokuba pressed his lips together, “Well…then, maybe you shouldn’t be with him. I know…I wouldn’t break your heart, Ryou” Mokuba said, Ryou looking at the genius sixteen year old a bit shocked.
“Mokuba, um…I don’t think…” Ryou began but Mokuba, though younger he was taller, put a finger on Ryou’s lips and put an arm around his waist.
“I’ve wanted to tell you that for a while now. I love you, Ryou, I want to be with you no matter what. I know I’m younger, but I’m mature for my age. I’m in college and I’m responsible and you’ve said that yourself” Mokuba removed his hand from Ryou’s mouth, also putting that arm around Ryou’s waist.
Ryou couldn’t believe two people liked him, especially knowing about his disease, “Mokuba, I…don’t know what to say right now, there’s a lot on my mind” Ryou did remember what he just said about how Malik seemed unstable in the romance department.
Mokuba appeared a bit disappointed, “Oh…I understand, um…I have a paper to write, catch ya in the morning” Mokuba gave a weak smile and let go of Ryou and walked out of the kitchen and to his own room.
Ryou sighed and turned to continue the dishes. //It’s not right to be with either one of them. What’s wrong with them? Don’t they understand how serious my illness is?// Ryou thought and sneezed with a sniff. //I’d better take some medicine for this cold// he thought casually; he usually got a small cold every fall but was able to fight it off and figured this one wouldn’t be any different.
The next day Malik was informed that Pegasus had submitted a letter listing a few complaints about Malik, thus firing him from being his intern. But on the same day the school received a letter from Odion saying he would be happy to take the time to help Malik and teach him, since Pegasus just didn’t have the time and hired Malik as his intern. Malik also noticed throughout the day as he went to classes and walked around campus the other students looking at him strangely, almost glaring at him sometimes. None of his acquaintances would talk to him and after his last class he went to find Ryou, discovering that his crush wasn’t at the bench; but it was rather cold to be eating outside anymore.
“I can’t believe you” Malik heard a voice behind him as he walked started to walk to his apartment building.
Malik turned around to fine Yami glaring at him, “What? Why is everyone mad at me today?” Malik asked the other teen he barely knew.
“Everyone knows you sympathize with that serial killer. He murdered my twin brother. What if he had done that to Marik? Would you still want to kiss him?” Yami asked bitterly.
Malik’s eyes widened, “How..?” he began to ask.
“Everyone knows. You’re one sick, twisted person, Malik. And then trying to hit on Ryou, what the hell’s wrong with you?” Yami scolded, “Bakura’s going to die for what he did. When you have a lover with all the money in the world you can make that happen. Bakura’s going to be found guilty and in three weeks he’s going to be executed. Unlike him, though, I’m going to show a bit of mercy and give him the injection; they let me decide, well, they let Seto decide but he let me make the decision” Yami shook his head, “If I were Marik, I’d disown you for being a serial killer sympathizer.”
Malik narrowed his eyes and in one motion punched Yami in the face, sending the shorter teen to the wet, cold cement, “If I were Yugi I’d be thankful Bakura killed me so I wouldn’t have to be your brother any more” Malik growled and walked off, a few of the other students helping Yami up, calling after Malik, who just flipped them all off as he kept walking.
“Hey! Get back here, punk!” one senior called and ran after Malik, tackling him to the ground.
“Get off me!” Malik struggled as the football player pinned him to the ground and began beating him.
Yami watched for a moment before he went over to his friend, “Kane, stop it. It doesn’t matter, just let him go” Yami grabbed the man’s arm before he could punch Malik again.
Malik laid groaning in pain, coughing up a bit of blood since the senior had repeatedly punched him in the abdomen and chest. Kane got up and kicked Malik in the kidneys before leaving with Yami and his friends. Malik held his stomach and began to cry, other students passing by laughing at him. Malik felt a freezing rain drop fall on his forehead and the autumn rains once again began to descend from the gray heavens. Malik sniffed and wiped his tears and slowly stood, putting his book bag on his sore back. Malik stumbled into the science building and to the men’s room, happy to find no one else in there. He went to the sinks and looked in the mirror and saw just how bad his beatings were to him. He turned the warm water on and began to rinse the blood from his face. He walked over to the paper towels and dried his face and leaned against the wall, sliding down until he was sitting on the dirty floor. He took out his cell phone, glad it hadn’t been damaged and dialed Ryou’s number, covering his face as more tears came to his eyes.
“Hey, Malik” Ryou answered in a depressed tone.
Malik sniffed and didn’t bother to look up when another student came into the bathroom, “Hey, Ryou…um, I wanted to ask you something. Did…did you tell some people about me?” Malik tried to not sound like he was crying.
“Malik, are you ok? No, I haven’t said anything. Where are you?” Ryou asked in concern.
“No, I’m not ok” Malik cried, his voice cracking and he heard the toilet flush and the other student come out to wash his hands, giving him a weird look. “I’m…in the Guild Science building…in the first floor bathroom” Malik pulled his knees close to his chest.
“…do you want me to come there? I’ll be right there and we can come back to my place and you can talk to me about it, ok?” Ryou offered, grabbing a jacket.
“…Ok” Malik sniffed, watching the student leave.
The two hung up and within 15 minutes Ryou came into the bathroom, finding Malik sitting on the floor, his face bruised and he figured the rest of his body wasn’t in any better condition.
“Oh my God, Malik, what happened to you?” Ryou sat next to Malik and hugged him tightly.
“Some how…everyone knows I kissed your brother and they’re calling me a ‘serial killer sympathizer’…and Yami said if he were Marik he’d disown me and so I punched him and this senior football player started beating the shit out of me…” Malik sobbed into Ryou’s shoulder as he hugged him close.
Ryou rocked Malik slowly, “Well, I don’t know how they found out, but who cares about them, huh? Come on, let’s get out of this bathroom and go back to my apartment” Ryou helped Malik stand up and picked up his book bag for him.
“He called me sick and twisted for liking you, too” Malik added, wiping his tears away.
Ryou took hold of one of Malik’s hands, “Well, I don’t think you are” he gave a small smile, “Come on” he encouraged and the two walked out of the bathroom and the building.
The hurried through the rain to Ryou’s apartment, both taking their shoes off at the door. Ryou hung his jacket up and noticed Malik hadn’t even worn one; just a long sleeved shirt.
“You can change in to warm clothes if you want” Ryou offered and led the way to his bed room, taking out some jeans and a sweater.
“…Thanks” Malik shivered.
“Oh, let me get you a towel first” Ryou left for the bathroom in the hallway and came back with a fluffy purple towel and handed it to Malik.
“Do you want to be alone?” Ryou asked, thinking that was a dumb question.
“I don’t care…you can stay” Malik said as he dried his hair and face.
“At least it’s Friday” Ryou sighed, sitting on his bed.
“Yeah…” Malik pulled his shirt off, revealing more of his bruises and he carefully began to dry his skin.
“I just can’t believe they’d do that to you” Ryou shook his head.
Malik gave a bitter chuckle, “Some are still there from when my ex beat me…I guess I make a good punching bag, huh?” Malik undid his pants, having bruises on his legs as well, and he began to dry his legs only in his Nightmare Before Christmas boxers.
“Don’t say that. Here, you should really put something on those. I have some cream my doctor gave me that you put on bruises so they’re not as sore. I bruise so easily myself” Ryou went to his dresser and grabbed the tube.
“You don’t have to” Malik assured.
“Just lay down on my bed, I’ll put it on for you. It’s easier if someone else does it” Ryou instructed.
Malik sighed and did as he was told. Ryou sat on the bed beside him and started at his legs, putting a light amount of the cool cream on his bruises, then began to gently massage the medicine into Malik’s skin. Ryou moved to Malik’s chest and looked at the Egyptian’s face, noticing he was holding tears back.
“Talk to me, Malik, what’s wrong?” Ryou asked softly.
Malik sighed and turned carefully onto his stomach once Ryou was done with his chest and Ryou began on his back.
“Just having a bad day” Malik hugged the pillow he rested his head on.
Ryou moved to lightly sit on Malik’s bottom and began to lightly run his finger tips along his back to relax him, “Had a bad day again, he said I would not understand” Ryou began to sing the song ‘Bad Day’ by fuel, changing the ‘she’ to ‘he, and a few other things in the song to make it work for a male. “He left a note and said, "I'm sorry I had a bad day again" He spilled his coffee, broke his shoelace. Found everything out of place. Slammed the door and said, "I'm sorry I had a bad day again" And he swears there's nothing wrong, I hear him playing that same old song. He puts me off and puts me on. And had a bad day again, he said I would not understand. Left a note and said, "I'm sorry I had a bad day again" No... And he swears there's nothing wrong, I hear him playing that same old song. He puts me off and puts me on. Oh and had a bad day again, he said I would not understand. He left a note and said, "I'm sorry I
had a bad day...again" , he left a note and said, "I'm sorry I had a bad day..." Ahh...ah ah...ahh...ah ah...alright,Oooh...ooh ooh,Ohhh...oh ohh…” Ryou finished the song and carefully moved to lay down on Malik’s body, kissing Malik’s shoulder.
“Why do you do that? Both you and Bakura sing songs to express yourselves or something” Malik asked in a whisper.
“Sometimes music was the only thing keeping us going. It let us know there were other people who felt the same way we did; other people who understood. We weren’t allowed to talk much and found it easier to sing the song then trying to say how we feel. It also helps to understand how others feel” Ryou explained in a soft voice, moving Malik’s hair off his neck to kiss the warm skin.
“What are you doing?” Malik asked, loving Ryou’s velvet lips brush against his sensitive skin.
“I don’t know” Ryou whispered back and moved Malik onto his back and kissed his lips slowly and passionately.
Malik ran his hands down Ryou’s back and under his shirt as he explored the other teen’s mouth. He pulled Ryou’s shirt over his head and tossed it to the floor. He rolled so that he laid on top of Ryou and began to kiss his collar bone, Ryou gasping when he nibbled the skin slightly. Malik trailed his warm tongue down to Ryou’s chest and began sucking on his nipple, earning a sweet moan from the white haired boy’s lips. Ryou ran his hands through Malik’s hair and his shoulders as he enjoyed the pleasure Malik was giving him. Malik moved further down, softly kissing Ryou’s stomach and went to undo his jeans, Ryou reaching down to hold onto the button and zipper.
“Malik, you shouldn’t…” Ryou reminded.
“Shhh, just trust me” Malik moved Ryou’s hand out of the way and pulled his jeans and boxers off, looking at Ryou’s beautiful, pale body.
Malik took his own boxers off and laid back down on top of Ryou, once again kissing his lips as he grinding his hips with his new lover’s, their hands exploring every inch of the other’s. Malik put some spit in his hand and reached down to rub it on Ryou’s entrance, then entered a finger inside him. Ryou whimpered slightly, his penis throbbing, desiring release so badly. Malik then removed his fingers and began to enter his manhood inside Ryou.
“Malik, I don’t think you should do this” Ryou panted, “Especially without protection.”
“As long as I don’t get your semen in me I should be ok…right?” Malik breathed, now fully inside Ryou.
“I…don’t know…just fuck me, Malik” Ryou pulled the Egyptian teen into another kiss, bucking his hips.
Malik more than willingly began to move his hips, moving in and out of Ryou, his shaft stroking Ryou’s prostate with each thrust. Malik reached down to caress Ryou’s member in time with his pace, both moaning as their bliss began to escalate.
Ryou wrapped his legs around Malik’s waist to push Malik further inside him, “God, Malik…faster, please” Ryou begged.
Malik began to pound into Ryou and watched as his lover arched off the bed as he came, his load spilling all over Malik’s hand and Ryou’s stomach. Malik threw his head back as he felt himself come inside Ryou and he collapsed on the smaller boy, pulling himself out of Ryou, both breathing hard.
“That…was so good” Ryou hugged Malik’s body as they lay catching their breath.
“Thanks…” Malik lifted his head to look at Ryou, “So, does this mean we’re together?” he asked.
“If you don’t mind the fact I could die any day” Ryou hated to ruin the moment, but his disease rarely left his mind.
“I love you, Ryou. It’ll be hard to live knowing that, but I want to share as much of life as I can with you before that happens” Malik answered, running a hand across Ryou’s cheek.
“I love you too, Malik” Ryou smiled.
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SecretSoul: ok, leaving off on a good note cause things are gonna get nasty in the next chappie. ^_^
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