WARNING: YUGI X MALIK LEMON!!! YAOI! YAOI! YAOI!

Sweet Revelations

Ryou returned to the bedroom that night that he shared with Malik and Yugi. Yugi sat on his side of the bed, his legs drawn up to his chest and biting his lip pensively. Ryou went to his chair by the window and grabbed a book to read. Malik sat on his side of the bed, brushing his blond hair.

The room’s silence was only broken by the ticking of the clock on the table beside Yugi.

Malik looked over at Yugi. Why was he so quiet? Did Kaiba tell him about taking him on the conference table? Was Yugi feeling guilty? Angry? Hurt? Or didn’t Yugi care?

Yugi looked over at Malik. Did Kaiba tell Malik about the bathroom incident? Was Malik angry at him? He knew Malik loved him. It was time to come clean.

“Malik? I have something to tell you.”

Malik put down his brush. “Yeah, I have something to tell you, too.”

“You first.”

Malik shook his head. “No, love, you first.”

Ryou’s eyes drifted over to the side, listening to the two boys sitting on the bed. He knew they were wrapped up in each other and had once again forgotten that he was even in the room.

Yugi looked down sadly. “I…umm…I did something for Kaiba this morning that I’m not proud of.”

Malik raised an eyebrow, feeling his heartrate pacing. “Go on, Yugi. Tell me. Don’t be afraid.”

“Kaiba….made me….touch myself….for him.”

Malik’s eyes widened. “Did he touch you? Hurt you? Force you?”

Yugi shook his head. “No. He didn’t force me or even touch me. He just told me that I had to do it for him….as payment for living under his roof.”

Malik turned his head away from Yugi. “Kaiba….made me…he…he performed oral sex on me.”

Yugi turned to Malik. “You didn’t get hurt, did you?”

Malik shook his head. “No, I’m okay. I was just afraid I would lose you if you found out. I didn’t want to lose you.”

Yugi shifted over to Malik and wrapped his arms around him. “I’m just glad you weren’t hurt, Malik.”

Malik wrapped his arms around Yugi and brought him into a deep kiss.

Ryou watched from the corner of his eye as Malik laid Yugi on the bed. Malik crawled on top of Yugi and attacked his smaller lover’s neck with kisses.

Yugi wrapped his legs around Malik’s waist, drawing him closer. Malik let out a tiny moan as he sucked on Yugi’s warm, white skin.

Ryou sighed as he tried to keep his attention on his book. The mattress started creaking as Yugi began to rub himself against Malik, giving tiny moans of desperation.

“Yugi….I’m so glad you are okay. I don’t know what I would have done if you left me! I don’t want you hurt! I would do anything to keep you safe.”

Ryou looked out from the corner of his eye and saw Malik opening Yugi’s shirt and attacking a little nipple with his mouth, suckling and licking at the flesh.

“Malik….love, gods….,” Yugi moaned as he rid Malik of his own shirt.

Malik ran his hands over Yugi’s side, arriving at Yugi’s pants and quickly removing them from his lover’s body.

Ryou shook his head, returning his attention to his book. The white-haired boy sighed sadly. They had forgotten him again. They were completely wrapped up in each other.

He didn’t even exist in their world….especially Yugi’s.

Yugi rid Malik of his own clothes and soon the boys laid naked beside each other.

Yugi flipped himself on top of Malik. “Malik, I love you so much. I never want to be without you.”

Ryou bit his lip, wiping away the tears. ‘Yugi, you once told that to me, too.’

Malik brought Yugi into a deep kiss. “Please don’t leave me, Malik. I want you with me.”

Ryou put the book on his lap and covered his eyes, fighting back the tears. ‘Yugi…you told me that the first time I slept with you back in Duelist Kingdom! Didn’t that mean anything to you?’

Malik leaned over and reached for the oil. “Yugi, I want you inside me. I need you. I love you so much. I’m sorry if what I did hurt you.”

Yugi shook his head. “You didn’t hurt me. I do love you, Malik.”

Ryou picked up his book again, trying not to let what was happening nearby bother him. Ryou turned his chair to look out of the window into the night.

Yugi coated his fingers with the oil and invaded Malik’s body with two fingers, preparing him. Malik began thrusting against the invasion. Malik writhed beneath Yugi, feeling Yugi stretch his inner cavern.

Ryou tried to focus on his book and ignore the moans of pleasure and the pleading of Malik for Yugi to enter him deeper.

Yugi engulfed Malik’s erection in his warm, moist heat. Yugi took no attempts to hide what he was doing to Malik.

Malik let out a long moan, fisting his hands through his lover’s tri-colored hair. “Please, Yugi…make me come for you….Please.”

Yugi added a third finger and continued his motions on his lover more desperately. Yugi’s moan vibrated across the surface of Malik’s flesh, making the Egyptian boy whimper loudly.

“Yugi…gods…I’m coming!” Malik’s body convulsed as he spilled himself down Yugi’s throat. Yugi continued to draw out his lover’s release with greed.

Ryou closed his eyes, a tear falling down his face. ‘They don’t love me. They never did.’

Yugi lifted his head and covered Malik’s body, sharing Malik’s release between them.

“Gods…I can taste myself on you….so good.”

Yugi smiled. “You do taste delicious…so damn…hot!”

Malik wrapped his legs around Yugi’s hips. “Yugi, I want you to take me. Please.”

Yugi coated himself with the oil and pressed himself into Malik’s body.

Ryou shook his head as he heard Malik man as Yugi filled him. Ryou stood up, trying to leave the room. He tugged on the doorknob, but it was locked. He couldn’t leave the room. He had to sit and listen to his two friends make love. His two friends, who he thought, had loved him as much as they loved each other.

Yugi moved within his lover, making him moan with each penetration. Malik arched his back as Yugi entered him faster and harder. Malik’s body spasmed with each entry, begging Yugi to move harder and faster.

Ryou returned to his seat, carrying his book. He sat down listening to the squeaking of the bed, joining with the symphony of the moans of his friends in the throws of lovemaking.

“Yugi…please…gods….,” Malik begged, his legs wrapping around his lover and drawing him closer.

Yugi’s teeth clenched as he pounded into Malik’s body beneath him. With one hand, he grabbed Malik’s manhood, pumping him in time with his movements.

Malik’s vision blurred as Yugi struck his prostate head-on. Malik let out a scream each time Yugi entered him.

Ryou closed his eyes, his body shuddering as he remembered making love to Yugi. He missed making love to Yugi.

But how could he make love to Yugi after all this?

Yugi’s heart obviously didn’t belong to him.

Yugi’s heart belonged to Malik.

He had to live with that.

Nobody had his heart.

He belonged to no one.

Yugi and Malik screamed each other’s name from the bed, the mattress creaking beneath them, the headboard banging against the wall. Begging and pleading interrupted the screaming.

“Harder…deeper…do it!” They encouraged each other as their bodies shook with their impending orgasms.

Ryou closed his eyes.

Yugi and Malik screamed out their orgasms as Ryou dropped his book on the floor and cried into his hands.

He turned around. Yugi and Malik had both passed out with content smiles on their faces. Ryou buried his face in his hands. “They love each other. Who do I have?”

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The next day, Ryou was cleaning the library when Seto entered the room. Seto grinned, remembering the scene from last night in the bedroom. Ryou cast his eyes down as Seto entered.

“Hello, Ryou.”

“Hello, Kaiba.”

Seto took Ryou’s hand. “I have to show you something, Ryou.”

Seto opened a secret panel in the room and punched in a code. A secret door opened up and he brought Ryou into the room.

“What’s this?” Ryou asked as he looked at twelve screens indicating twelve separate security cameras. Ryou could see into the library from a mirror. “This is strange. I can see into the library. I thought this was just a regular mirror.”

Seto backed Ryou against one of the control panels. “I watched you last night from this console, Ryou. I saw how upset you were.”

Ryou avoided Seto’s eyes. “I wasn’t…upset.”

“Really?” Seto pushed a button on the switchboard and all twelve screens showed the tape of Yugi and Malik making love from the night before. Ryou gasped and covered his mouth. “If this didn’t make you upset, why are you so upset now?”

Ryou sniffled. “I thought Yugi loved me! But he doesn’t! He loves Malik!”

Seto backed Ryou against the switchboard. “Face it, Ryou! No one will love you!”

Ryou gasped as Seto pinned him against the switchboard. “Someone will love me!”

Seto growled. “No, Ryou….you are here. Nobody knows you are here but me. So, you may as well give into me.” Seto possessed Ryou’s lips in a greedy kiss. Seto’s hands ran under Ryou’s shirt, grabbing and pinching a nipple.

Ryou took Seto’s shoulders. “Seto…please stop,” Ryou begged.

Seto unbuttoned Ryou’s shirt, despite the fight. “You can’t fight me, Ryou! No one else wants you so you may as well give into me!”

Seto grabbed Ryou’s face with his hands and turned his head to the side forcefully, attacking Ryou’s neck with a bite. Ryou let out a whimper as Seto fought to unbuckle Ryou’s pants.

Ryou grabbed Seto’s shirt and tugged on it, ripping the stitching in the shoulder. Seto heard the material rip and felt Seto’s clenched fist punch his jaw, knocking him almost unconscious.

“Don’t fight me, Ryou! Malik and Yugi will pay the price if you do! Not only that, I’ll make it so you don’t walk for the next two consecutive weeks!”

A buzzer sounded on the control panel. “Mr. Kaiba, Tristan Taylor is here to see you.”

Kaiba slapped Ryou’s face. “You stay here and I will continue when I get back!”

Kaiba closed the door behind him as Tristan entered the room crying.

“Tristan? What are you upset about?”

Tristan sat on the couch. “Kaiba, I don’t know how to tell you this, but….Ryou…Yugi…Malik…they’re dead.”

Kaiba sat beside Tris. “That’s too bad.” Kaiba shrugged off Tristan’s news. They couldn’t be dead! Malik, Yugi, and Ryou were living with him!

Ryou leaned against the glass, touching it. “Tristan…is crying.”

“Seto….I lost Ryou forever. I never got a chance to tell him how much I loved him. And now he’s gone forever! What am I going to do?”

Seto put his arm around Tristan. “Sorry, Tristan. You have to let him go, Tristan. Ryou is gone. He’s dead. There’s nothing you can do to bring him back.”

Ryou’s jaw dropped. He wiped his bloody lip and touched the glass. A trail of red was left on the glass. “I never knew you felt that way, Tristan,” Ryou whispered.

Tristan sobbed into his hands. “I lost Ryou forever. I just wish I could have told him how much I loved him before he died.”

Seto shrugged. “Listen. I’m throwing a party in a few days. I’ll have many eligible bachelors there. I will have a special present for you then. I know someone who can make you feel better.”

Tristan sighed. “Ryou was the only one for me. Now he’s dead.”

Ryou banged on the door quietly. “Tristan, I’m not dead! Come help me! Please!”

Tristan sobbed as Seto pat his back. “What am I going to do?”

Seto grinned. “Come to my party. I guarantee you will meet someone. I will arrange everything. All you have to do is show up.”
Tristan nodded. “Okay. I just don’t know how to get over this. I go to his grave every day. I light a candle there at night. I just wish I could have held him.”

Ryou began crying. “Tristan, please come and help me….don’t let Seto hurt me.”

Seto pulled Tristan to his feet. “I’m very busy right now, Tristan. Come to my party and you will get the shock of your life!”

Tristan nodded. “Okay. Anything to help me feel better.”

Seto lead Tristan out of the room and returned to the control room.

“Tristan,” Ryou let out a sob. “Don’t leave me….please.”

Ryou backed away from the CEO.

Seto grinned. “Tristan can’t save you this time, Ryou. Now, where did I leave off? Oh yes, I remember.”

Seto backed Ryou against the control panel, the mirror muffling the subsequent screams and pleas.