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Wild Night	By : Oni Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 888 -:- 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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- 1-Wild Night
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hewwos, all! i'm back with a new, one shot ficcie! this is my first ever marik x malik! ^.^ *beams proudly *
and i wrote this in about 45 minutes! funf und vierzig Minuten! *giggles * gah...me got German on the brain...-_- me no wanna study! me wanna write!
ach.....i wuz listening to some country on the radio and a song came on...dunno what it's called or who it's by, but it's something like, "I don't know what i was thinking" is in the lyrics somewhere.....
SUMMARY: malik sneaks out with marik for a wild night. one shot.
WARNING: yaoi, boi x boi. marik x malik ^.^ possible cussing.
DISCLAIMER: me no own. wish i did, though. i will when i become rich and famous and can afford to buy yugioh! ^_~ (y'all know i'm being sarcastic, don't ya? though, if i ever do become a gazillionaire, i'll be sure to make tazuki takahashi an offer.....)
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WILD NIGHT
Malik stood by his window, watching the clock above his bed impatiently. He heard his father's loud snoring from down the hall, and he glared at his closed door. The man had forbidden Malik from seeing Marik, but the seventeen year old would be damned if he'd let his old man stop him from going out with 'that hooligan'.
Malik snorted in disgust and opened the window. It was much easier to sneak out the door instead of climb out of the window and into the tree, but his father, not trusting Malik one bit, had locked Malik's bedroom door. The old man didn't trust Malik like he trusted his other adopted son, Ryou. Malik scowled; the saintly Ryou wasn't as pious as everyone thought; he was currently involved with the other local bad boy, Bakura.
Malik climbed onto the window ledge and leapt to the tree with the practiced ease of an expert, then shimmied quickly down the tree. No sooner had his sneakered feet hit the ground, Marik pulling up his rusty pick up truck, than the screen door slammed open on it's hinges.
"MALIK ISHTAR!" His father bellowed, brandishing a shot gun threateningly. "YOU GET BACK HERE RIGHT NOW!!' His father took aim at Marik's truck, almost shooting his son's feet as Malik took off, throwing open the passenger door and leaping in. The door wasn't even shut when Marik switched into reverse and peeled off down the dirt drive way, Malik's father yelling all the way.
Safely out of rifle range, Malik stuck his head out of the window and waved. "SEE YOU IN THE MORNING, POPS!" He yelled, laughing.
Marik reached over and grabbed Malik's shirt, yanking him back in and running his hand over Malik's pert ass in the process. Malik flung himself against Marik, nuzzling his shoulder. "Miss me much?"
Marik snorted. "You think your old man would have learned by now."
"He only does it because he worries about me, Marik." Marik snorted and looked out the window, but he relaxed a bit as Malik started to nip at his bare arm.
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They drove out to Eli's barbecue pit, a local truck stop and watering hole. Malik was finishing up his ribs when Marik, who was already done, stood up and went to the Jukebox. He chose their usual song, came back, and found Malik licking his lips and leaning seductively against the picnic table and checkered cloth.
Marik grasped Malik's wrist and yanked him flush up against his chest. He licked the lingering remains of sauce and rib from Malik's' mouth, then Malik moaned and turned so his backside was pressed against the taller boy's crotch.
Malik grinded his ass, smirking at the moans coming from Marik, who was starting to think it was time to leave. Marik's hands snaked around Malik, rubbing his flat stomach and causing him to shiver. He stepped back a bit to give the smaller boy the chills when a grizzled mountain of a man, with a tatoo, much like Marik's own, on his beefy arm, tried to cut in.
Marik saw the thick, hairy arm reaching for Malik, and, without thinking, his fingers curled into a fist and went flying upwards; the man fell over, one of his teeth pinging on the dirty floor.
Malik stared wide-eyed at Marik, who just grinned. The man stirred, getting ready to get up and fight, when Malik grabbed Marik's hand and took off; the boys ran out the door and into the truck, speeding down the road once more.
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Malik had his whole upper body out of the window, holding onto the roof of the truck. He turned to look behind him, his pale purple eyes going wide. "Marik! Cops! Go faster; it's the sheriff!"
Marik smiled madly, adrenaline pumping through him, sending a rush of pleasure and defiance throughout him as he sped up. Malik whooped and banged his hands on the rusted metal of the truck as his lungs tightened from the rush of air in his face.
He yanked Malik back in then suddenly turned around, spinning the wheel and slamming on the brakes; huge dust clouds filled the air as the truck spun around and rushed past the sheriff, who tried the same stunt but ended up in a bush.
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Marik drove down to the river and parked just before the muddy bank, where he and Bakura usually went fishing. He and Malik looked at each other, their eyes glinting with excitement and mischief, then suddenly Malik leaned forward and kissed Marik.
All thought left Marik's mind as he took Malik into his arms, kissing him fiercely, his hands tugging at his clothes and loosening them while Malik did the same. Marik kissed his neck, his chest, and stomach, going lower and lower each time. Malik lay beneath him, moaning and urging Marik on.
They made love in the front seat of Marik's pickup truck that night.
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They pulled into Malik's dirt driveway about half past one. Malik's father was asleep in an old rocking chair on aged, partially broken porch, his rifle in his lap. He snorted awake at the sound of Marik's truck.
Marik looked over at Malik, sad to see his love leave him so soon. But Malik didn't look sad; he looked...seductive and inviting, with passionate, hooded lilac eyes beckoning him as he licked his lips.
Marik groaned, feeling his hormones coming to life once more, and he pulled back out. Malik could always spend the night at his place........
owari
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'tis the end, the end, the end, cuz we all know what those bad boys are gonna do ^_~
mmmmm......that would make a killer lemon pie, ne? but i gotta stop here, cuz i gotta go study my german; me got big, big test coming up, and my spanish, and psych....-_-
'sides, if i did do this lemon, like i wanna do, then i'd be here all day, and me must go study......but, perhaps, one of these days, i'll write the lemon for this. t'would be easy, if me ever gets the time!
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meeep.....i just got back from the opening night of "Picnic", the school play, and I'm horny as hell baby! Keith, the boy starts taking off his pants as he's walking to the dressing room, said so himself! I'm one randy bitch!
yam: *snickers * who isn't getting any
-.- shuddup....ne wayz, my bad luck is you guys' good luck, cuz, since i ain't gettin' any, i'm gonna write the lemon! whoopee!
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Malik lay on his back on Merik's bed. He could hear the sound of the night wind and crickets chirping, an occasional owl hooting, and the leaves rustling outside. The cool summer breeze wafted in through the second story screen of Merik's open window.
He arched his back, gasping and moaning as Marik was on his hands and knees above him, kissing and licking his chest, his teeth nipping his hot, tingling and sensitive skin. Malik tossed and turned beneath him, his own teeth nipping at Meriks' flesh.
Merik moaned in pleasure; Malik was so fucking hot! He lowered his head, nuzzling his stomach, before spreading his slick, tan legs and inserting two fingers into him, wiggling them around and stretching him, preparing him.
Malik gasped, crying out as the fingers invaded; he writhed as pleasure washed over him. Then Merik spread his legs and entered him in one swift, yet gentle thrust, tilting back his head and crying out Malik's name as he came in a headlong rush.
Malik arched his back and cried out as well, coming when Marik reached down, grasped his hard length, and began stroking him until his own release. Then the lovers fell besides each other, limbs entangled, sweaty and exhausted, and fell asleep.
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now it is owari! *beams * though, this seems a bit rushed, and it isn't up to my usual standards....... it was very rushed; i'll come clean and honestly say i put no effort what so ever into this......but, *shrugs * 'tis done, and that's all that matters ^.^
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