LAST CHANCE: LEMON IN THIS SCENE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! THREESOME!!!!! BAKURA X MALIK X MARIK!!!!!!!!!!!

[……]-sounds from inside the bedroom.

First Night

Ryou's POV

My first night home with my dad was awkward. We sat and watched a movie. Daddy sat in the same recliner he sat in when he first came home and he made me make him another bowl of popcorn. I made myself a hot cup of tea to help me stop coughing. We were watching "Johnny Dangerously" (good movie people, very funny) and he was laughing hysterically. His face was turning a beet red as his body was riddled with bursts of laughter. My body was just riddled with coughing. Tomorrow he was going to drag me to the one place I did not want to go and to see people whom I did not care to see. There was only one person I wanted to see….and I was forbidden to speak his name. Bakura. I could not speak his name, but I kept repeating it through our link and in my mind.

I sat on the couch and looked at the empty space beside me. I would always cuddle up beside my yami when we watched a movie. I couldn't laugh at this movie. My father urged me to laugh and I tried to, but my attempts were thwarted by my illness. My hand brushed the empty space beside me sadly and I finished my tea. I took the cup out to the kitchen and leaned on the counter. Was my attempt at reconciling with my dad going anywhere? No! It's not! Not once did he ask if I was alright after a coughing fit! I took my medication and headed for the stairs.

"Where are you going, boy?"

"Upstairs, sir. I'm tired."

"O.K."

Ok. Not "goodnight, son" or "I love you, boy" or "I hope you feel better". Just……………..OK.

I climbed the stairs to my room getting more tired all the way. I slipped into my room and removed my shirt and pants. I grabbed an oversized shirt and put it on the bed. Looking down at my jewelry box, I opened the lid and slipped the wedding band inside. Closing the lid, I looked into the mirror at my body still thin and littered with some patches of red from my fever. I took a bottle of lotion and rubbed it over my skin to keep it soft. The lotion made me feel a little better. Bakura always liked my peach lotion. It made me smell really nice. Sighing, I replaced my shirt and turned off the light. Slipping into bed, I pulled the covers over me and laid in bed wide awake, the only sound was the roaring laughter of my father.

The moonlight that illuminated my lover's hair was absent that night. It was the darkest night I could ever remember. I flipped in the bed and rubbed the empty space beside me. Draping my arm over the empty space on the bed, I closed my eyes. Just because my lover wasn't there, doesn't mean I can't pretend he is beside me. I leaned over and kissed the pillow where Bakura's face would have been.

I nuzzled my head into the empty sheets. "I love you, yami." I allowed myself to fall asleep with the thought of my yami's breath running along my skin and his gentle body pressed against my own in a gesture of undying love and contentment. As I fell into sleep, my father's laughter continued to pierce through the air.

Meanwhile at the Ishtar Residence…………………

Bakura's POV

I tossed and turned in bed. Can't sleep knowing Ryou was not beside me. He was always next to me when we slept. Gripped the sheets beside me I leaned over and kissed the pillow beside me. If I believed he was there, it may make me feel better. Thoughts about what Marik told me before dinner kept me from falling asleep. I loved Ryou with every immortal fiber of my body. Just because I love Ryou doesn't mean I can deny my older passions. Ryou is what is important to me. I wished he was here beside me. I wanted to hold him, kiss him, stroke him, pet him, breathe him in like some exotic spice, feel his warm body against me, want him, love him. I can feel through our mindlink he is thinking of me. I wanted nothing more than to appear below his window and climb through his bedroom window just to watch him sleep.

Malik and Marik remained downstairs for a long time before I heard them chuckling up the stairs.

It didn't take me long to figure out what was going to happen next. Malik was going to "accidentally slip on the ice" again. Poor Malik. Well, I never did hear Malik complain to Ryou or myself about Marik's rough lovemaking. I knew from first hand experience, Marik was no Romeo. Marik could be a Romeo, but I knew him better than he knew himself. My yami counterpart preferred a squall to a light rain. I heard the bed in the room beside me being depressed by the other yami and his hikari.

"Ladies and gentlemen, start your engines," I thought outloud. Here we go again.

[Marik…..oh…..yes…] came from the room beside me.

I could tell I was going to get no sleep tonight whatsoever.

[Malik, hold still…..I can't balance if you squirm like that.]

Marik was always so vocal during "the act" it was almost like a sports broadcast-- play for play.

I got up out of bed and banged on the wall as I began hearing moaning coming from the room.

"Some people are trying to sleep over here, you guys! Keep it down!"

Marik let out a growl like a tiger and his hikari let out a purr.

"Don't slip on that ice again, Malik!!"

I crawled into bed, but my curiosity was getting the better of me. My body was even reacting to the sounds of Malik. Damn, he even sounded like Ryou! If he didn't stop moaning like that, I don't know what I could do to stop him. My body became sweaty and I could almost feel Ryou against me as I heard tiny yelps coming from the other room. I left my bed and got onto my feet. I creeped down the hallway slowly. The door was left cracked open a little bit and I peeked my eyes inside.

*************Lemony Goodness Below (Still in Bakura's POV)

Marik kissed down his hikari's neck nipping the tanned skin causing Malik to arch his back and wrap his legs around his yami to pull him closer. To my surprise, Marik was being gentle with Malik. Both of them have already discarded their clothing and now Marik was naked as the day he was buried and Malik naked as the day he was born. Malik's legs drew his yami's body closer to him and he captured his yami's mouth in a quick lock of a kiss. So…Malik could be a little aggressive, too. Who knew that was possible?

Marik wrapped his arms around his hikari in a tight embrace. Malik's eyes floated from the ceiling to the door when a board creaked below my feet. He smiled at me and buried his face in Marik's neck making my former lover groan. So, Malik doesn't care I'm just watching all his happen and here I am in the hallway watching my former lover with lustful eyes? Marik trailed kisses down Malik's skin tracing every contour of muscle and pore with his wet tongue and wet kisses.

"Marik, please," Malik pleaded as he hissed in air through his teeth and thrusting his hips up to meet Marik. "Patience, my little love slave," Marik said kneeling and taking Malik's leg in his arms. 'Love slave?' Marik still played that old game of master and servant? Will he never get tired of that game?

Marik kissed Malik's ankle and seductively rolled his tongue around it. Malik arched his back and whimpered. Marik trailed kisses along Malik's leg and came to his inner thigh. The thrusting hikari choked as Marik completely absorbed him. Malik spread his legs more and grabbed his yami's hair. I watched in complete astonishment as Malik worked his hikari. Malik raised his head, his entire body trembling from the motions of his yami. The hikari looked at me watching and threw his head back as he released Marik's hair gripping the sheets. Little whimpers and cries escaped his throat as Marik held his hikari's hips down.

"Marik……I want to…"

Marik lifted his head. "I am not choking again, Malik. I am holding you down, now keep quiet."

Apparently, Marik still enjoyed giving out orders, too. My former lover returned to pleasuring Malik for a little more as Malik's breaths came out in sharp gasps. I began to pant heavily watching my former lover and his hikari almost repeating the same actions I did on Ryou. When his breaths almost ceased, Marik pulled away eliciting a groan from the hikari.

"Why did you stop?"

"I can't have this end too soon, now, can we?"

Marik pulled Malik close to him in a bruising kiss turning him so Malik's back was against his chest.

"If we do have this end too soon, then our little spy will leave us unfulfilled."

"Spy?"

"Bakura! Come here!"

"Bakura?"

Busted.

I walked into the room slowly. "Malik, you are a little tattletale."

Malik giggled, but Marik grinned at me planting kisses around his hikari's neck. I couldn't hide my own reaction to them being together. Ryou and I had been apart for so long, I yearned for his touches and his caress, but he was with his father. If he caught us again, Ryou and his dad would never salvage their relationship.

Marik was just how I remembered him…..strong muscles, tanned body, firm thighs. I could remember us together as if it were yesterday. I was quite surprised when Malik took my hand and pulled me into a kiss. I closed my eyes pretending it was Ryou who had pulled me into his gentle kisses.

"So my little hikari wants more than me, huh? Oh well. Let's see if he can handle both of us, then, Bakura."

Malik broke the kiss with me. "What makes you think I can't handle two yamis?"

Marik laughed. "We shall see, my little one."

I kneeled in front of Malik who removed my only piece of clothing, my own oversized shirt and leaned over him to kiss his yami. The poor hikari arched as he was suddenly trapped between our bodies. I captured Marik's mouth in a rough kiss sucking his mouth dry as Malik began to thrust against each us. Malik grabbed me and I whimpered into Marik's mouth. I couldn't help but rock into the motion being created by Malik's hand. Moving from Marik's mouth, I turned my attention to his hikari. Marik kissed the neck of Malik sucking on the soft tanned skin and grazing his teeth along the sensitive nape which throbbed with his quickening pulse. I kissed Malik. I couldn't help but think of Ryou as I did this. His kiss was so soft and so gentle, how could I not think of my absent lover?

He moaned into my mouth and arched his back as both of us yamis pressed ourselves together as close as possible to trap the boy between us. His yami leaned back bringing Malik up. With a simple adjustment, Marik impaled his hikari on him. Now I know why Malik always walked the way he did. Marik never prepared him. Malik screamed into our kiss and his body began to quake with the sudden sensations being sent through him. Poor Malik was being ambushed on both sides. Marik and Malik shifted until I could tell they were completely connected. The hikari began to whine and whimper as Marik helped his hikari move.

So Malik could breathe, I removed myself from his mouth and kissed down his chest. I think he knew what was going to come in the near future. Malik wrapped his left arm around Marik's head and brought him into a kiss. Malik was even shaped like Ryou. There was just a few differences in skin tone, but Malik was very close to my Ryou. Malik arched his back into my kisses and into Marik's thrusting. The poor hikari threw his head back taking gasps of breath every time his yami crashed him down upon him. Watching the pair together moving as one was too enticing. I kissed and licked at Malik's belly button and his eyes opened wide as he began to thrust up with his yami. With every kiss and lick I could feel their connection, could feel Marik move within Malik's slender body. It was like nothing I have ever felt or seen before.

Marik leaned back a little further bringing his hikari with him. I could tell from Malik's face what he wanted and what he needed. But like Marik did to him earlier, I wanted to tease him a little…give him some time with his own yami. I kissed around Malik's body missing my targets intentionally. It was almost laughable to see tears streaming from Malik's eyes as his yami held onto his chest and abdomen to keep him close to him. I returned to assaulting Malik's ankle and he gave an audible sob.

"Bakura, I don't think Malik is looking for that now," Marik said grunting and panting with each thrust into his crying hikari. Marik kissed his sweating hikari ordering him to release yet.

Poor Malik couldn't take much more of his yami's assault. I returned to Malik's thrusting hips and kissed Malik's straining body. Malik threw his head back and arched as I absorbed Malik fully. Marik began to move more vigorously into Malik who in turn was forced to move into me more quickly. Marik's hands moved in front of Malik's hips to keep him from thrusting too hard and to keep him closely connected to himself. We could feel Malik's heart pumping furiously with every move we made on his defenseless body. His chest rose and fell with each gasp of breath. His mortal body could barely keep up with us. I heard Marik begin to moan and grunt as he pressed hard against Malik and released inside of him. I enveloped Malik, Malik tensed and arched his back making me cough.

Marik fell back on the bed panting heavily with Malik still shaking with his release.

"Looks like Malik is gonna slip on some ice tomorrow….," I panted.

Malik rolled off and out of his yami and collapsed on the bed. Marik rolled over and rubbed his hikari's shoulder.

I climbed on top of Marik. "Do you think you are really done yet?"

Once again, we crashed our mouths together and he rolled on his back. His little hikari remained panting beside of us still trying to catch his breath. I positioned myself above him and he grabbed my shoulders.

"I was already on the bottom tonight! I'm not going to be again!"

"Shut up! You just pounded the crap out of your hikari! You ok, Malik?"

"Yeah…….fine………*pant * ……..Ok."

"See? He's fine," Marik said trying to flip Bakura over.

"No way, Marik! It's my turn!"

"My turn!"

"My turn!"

"My turn! My bed!"

I couldn't take this all night! If I wanted to get anywhere, I had to take the initiative. "I promise next time, OK?"

"Next time?" Malik whined beside us.

Watching my former lover already writing under me, I gently kissed him on the lips. "This might hurt, Marik, sorry."

I kissed him on the lips and gently pushed myself into him. Even I couldn't help screaming!

"Dear……….Ra…..Marik…….when's the last……..time…..you……..been ………….taken?"

"Five…………..thousand……… ……years."

Five thousand years! Malik never took him once!

"Well………….maybe ……………..once before.," he grunted correcting himself.

I guess I can't complain, but not even I was this constricting! Both of us laid there still for a couple minutes to let our bodies adjust. I closed my eyes tightly and thought of Ryou below me, his muscles contracting and his breathing increasing. I leaned down to Marik kissing him again and I pulled myself out only to press back inside. Marik grunted with satisfaction. Malik finally caught his breath and rolled over to kiss and cuddle with his yami who was still involved with me. I pulled his hips up and I lost control as I felt his body tremble when I hit a nerve inside of him. Marik arched his back as Malik tenderly kissed his lips. Watching the other light and dark exchange kisses was too much for me. For a moment, I could swear I heard Ryou calling out to me and I moved faster not able to distinguish my fantasy from the reality. I grabbed Marik's reborn arousal and stimulated him. He thrust into my hand and arched his back kissing Malik. Marik's moaning drove both of us insane again. I picked his hips literally off the bed and pulled him against me when once again. I cried out his name and I filled my former lover with my own passion.

Now completely exhausted, I fell on top of my former lover who entwined his fingers in my hair kissing me on the hair and his hikari on the lips. Marlik rubbed my back as I caught my breath. I crawled off of Marik who turned to face his hikari. I crawled into the bed behind Malik and wrapped my arms around Malik and Marik. Malik pulled the blankets over us and fell asleep between Marik and I on either side of him. Before Malik fell asleep, I checked him. Luckily Marik didn't hurt him. I was afraid Marik would have hurt him without preparing him. Marik was still rough as I remember and I found myself also protective over Malik. Malik's skin was so soft and so gentle like Ryou I couldn't help but snuggle close to him. I was afraid of going to sleep without Ryou beside me. With Malik between me and Marik, I felt perfectly secure.

"You haven't changed, Marik," I said lightly kissing his now-sleeping hikari.

"How so?"

"You are still rough."

"Did I hear you complain?"

Marik leaned over his hikari and kissed me on the lips again. "I'm glad we could be together again, Bakura."

I brushed his cheek with my hand. "Me, too, Marik."

I closed my eyes and clutched onto Malik's tattooed back and fell asleep listening to the sound of his mortal heart slowing to a peaceful crawl as Marik and I held him in our arms.

Next Chappie: Cinetti's secret is revealed. How are Ryou's past and Cinetti connected? This rivalry has a basis!!!!!! Tune in next chappie coming tomorrow……Cinetti's deadly secret.