This fic is in response to the Marikx ryou x malik challenge by spiderweb. Hope you like!
WARNING: YAOI! MARIK X RYOU X MALIK!!! THESE THREE HOT LITTLE BOY HAVE HOT, SCREAMING SEX! NO LIKE YAOI, DO NOT READ!!
THIS IS A ONE-SHOT.
One Way
Marik and Malik hid in the bushes by Ryou’s house. Malik grinned as he saw Bakura open the door and step out of the house. Bakura carried a schoolbag on his back.
“Do you mean to tell me you borrowed ALL of these books? They weigh a ton!”
Ryou stepped to the door. “I read all of them, yami!”
“What are you going to do while I break my back returning these books to the Ra-damned library?”
Ryou grabbed the broom. “This place needs to be cleaned and after the last time, you aren’t going to clean any time soon.”
“That tub wouldn’t come clean!”
“SO YOU SENT THE BATHTUB TO THE SHADOW REALM?! No, yami. Please return my books to the library. Please?”
Bakura sighed. “Ok. Fine. But you owe me!”
Ryou smiled and put his hands on his hips. “And WHAT would I owe you?”
Bakura grinned. “You….me….leather…….and whipped cream.”
Marik grinned. He knew Bakura was a masochist and enjoyed the feeling of tight, black leather against his skin. Ryou told he and Malik stories all the time about how Bakura enjoyed being tied up. Bakura wasn’t stingy with his stories of Ryou’s sexual talents.
According to him, Ryou was a screamer and a beggar…and just as good as a giver as a taker.
He and his hikari wanted to test out Bakura’s claim….was Ryou a screamer and a beggar? There was only one way to find out…..
They had both harbored feelings for Ryou, they just never told him. Both of them loved Bakura and maybe now was the time to let Ryou know about how they both felt.
Bakura kissed Ryou on the cheek and Malik licked his lips in anticipation of feeling those lips on his body.
Bakura left and Ryou shut the door. Marik grinned mischievously.
“Time to go, hikari,” the yami instructed Malik.
Malik and Marik ran to the door when Bakura had disappeared down the block. They knocked on the door and Ryou answered.
“Oh! Hello, guys! What are you up to?”
Malik once again focused on those lips. “We need to talk to you, Ryou. We’re having…yami and hikari issues.”
“Yami and hikari issues? Oh. You guys fighting again? Well, let me see if I can help you both.”
Marik and Malik entered and sat on the couch. Ryou always tried to help the couple when they encountered problems. They interceded when he and Bakura were having problems. Now their problems were solved.
“What are you having problems with?”
“It’s nothing troubling, but it has been a long….hard……..issue.”
“And that would be…..????”
Marik looked towards Malik. //Ok, tenshi…..that is your cue.//
Malik’s eyes filled with tears and he began to sob into his hands. Marik rolled his eyes mockingly and looked at Ryou, who stood in front of Malik.
“Malik, what is wrong?” Ryou asked calmly.
Marik moved over so Ryou could sit between them. Ryou put his arm around Malik and leaned into him.
“Please tell me what’s wrong, Malik.”
Malik sniffled. “The fact is, Ryou, that both of us…..I mean…..we…..you tell him, yami.”
Ryou turned to Marik, who put his hand on Ryou’s chest.
“Ryou, we wanted to tell you for a long time, but we were nervous to say anything.”
Ryou switched his attention to Malik. “What is it that has you so upset?”
Malik turned to Ryou and sniffled. Malik took Ryou’s hand. “Ryou, we’ve known you for a long time. I mean, we were friends since we were kids! But, my yami and I have something important to tell you and if you do not feel the same way, we’ll understand.”
Marik began running his fingers through Ryou’s white hair. “So soft…..”
Malik turned to Ryou. “Ryou? We both…care about you.”
“I care about you, too, but what does this have to do with your ‘yami and hikari’ issues?”
Marik leaned into Ryou’s ear. “’Care’ isn’t quite what we were thinking of, Ryou. What we mean, is, love.”
Ryou turned to the yami. “Love? But…..how?”
“We love you like the
“But aren’t you having problems?”
Malik nodded. “We are, Ryou. We were having problems keeping this a secret from you.” Malik turned Ryou’s head towards him. Malik stroked Ryou’s cheek as Marik leaned in to kiss the back of Ryou’s shoulder. “We never want to keep secrets like that from you, Ryou. You mean too much to us. Both of us have feelings for you.”
Ryou looked into the purple depths
of his friend’s eyes. “You do? But, I’m with ‘
Marik leaned into Ryou’s ear, playfully lapping at the back of the flesh. “Bakura knows how we feel about you. We told him.”
“His reaction?”
Marik giggled. “He just told us not to leave any visible, physical marks.”
Malik leaned close to Ryou. “We promised, Ryou. We just want to show you how much we care.”
Malik leaned over and kissed Ryou on the lips gently, his tongue slowly passing between the fleshy barrier of Ryou’s lips. Marik ran his hands up Ryou’s shirt, his fingertips brushing over his chest and finding their way to Ryou’s nipple.
A quick pinch made Ryou jump.
The white-haired boy moaned into the kiss as Marik teased the nipple to hardness, sending waves of pleasure through his body.
Ryou leaned back and Malik and him locked gazes again.
“Ryou, do you want this? Do you want us?”
Ryou looked back at Marik and leaned his head back. “Yes,” he whispered breathlessly.
Ryou leaned back and captured Marik in a passionate, wet kiss. Malik unbuttoned Ryou’s shirt and pealed it from his warming body. He quickly rid Ryou of his pants. Ryou’s hands wandered up to touch Malik. Ryou quickly rid Malik of his shirt as Marik continued his attention on teasing Ryou. The white-haired boy rid the blond hikari of his shirt and broke the kiss with Marik.
The blond yami removed his clothes hastily. Malik was leaning against the edge of the couch, Ryou’s body almost covering him. Marik kneeled behind Ryou and gave Ryou a playful bite on the back of the neck.
Ryou let out a moan as he grinded into the body below him. Marik brushed his hardening member against Ryou’s backside, playfully running himself around Ryou’s entrance.
“Gods…..Marik….”
Marik let out a grin…..Ryou was a beggar.
Marik wrapped his arm around Ryou and brushed his hands over Ryou’s manhood. Marik made a request to Malik through the mindlink. Malik reached between Ryou’s legs and began pumping his yami, trying to awake it from its slumber.
Ryou unbuttoned Malik’s pants and whimpered. Another whimper escaped the white-haired boy as the blond yami pumped his sex.
Ryou looked down at Malik, lust clear in his in eyes. “Malik….I want you. Now.”
Malik’s head flew back as Ryou massaged him through the fabric of his jeans. “Take me, Ryou.”
Ryou moved off the couch and rid Malik of the last shreds of clothing, leaving him and his body gloriously naked. Ryou kneeled between Malik’s legs and shifted close to Malik. He took a perky nipple into his mouth, sucking and gave a little nip at it.
Malik arched and moaned. Marik reached into the cabinet nearby and grabbed some cherry almond hand cream. Bakura had told him where he hid stuff for lubrication all over the house, so no matter where Ryou was, lube was always nearby.
Marik returned to the couch. He gave a few squirts of cream on Ryou’s hand. Ryou kissed down to the other hikari’s manhood and quickly enveloped it in his warm, moist heat. He slowly slipped a cream-covered digit into his friend’s tight body.
Malik arched his body and ran his fingers through Ryou’s hair. Marik positioned himself behind Ryou and placed a lotion-covered digit at Ryou’s entrance, then pressing inside slowly.
“Gods….Marik…..more…”
It took no time for Ryou to move back into the penetrating fingers which invaded him.
Ryou added another finger into the whimpering hikari. He grunted as Marik added a third finger and brushed against his prostate.
Ryou removed himself from Malik and moved back. Ryou pulled Malik onto the floor.
“I need you, Malik…please…”
Malik laid on his back and opened his legs. To his surprise, Ryou crawled on top of him and took his manhood into him again. Malik looked up at Ryou’s manhood and took him in. Marik positioned himself behind Ryou and positioned himself at Ryou’s entrance.
The blond yami pressed inside Ryou as Ryou entered three digits into Malik’s body below him.
Malik moaned, sending vibrations running around Ryou’s length. Ryou grunted and thrust deeply into Marik below him. His fingers moved in and out slowly, brushing against Malik’s inner walls.
Marik gripped Ryou’s hips and slowly moved into the white-haired hikari. Ryou’s body shuddered with the pleasure of being taken and having Malik surrounding him from beneath.
Malik raised his hips into the invading digits as they brushed against his internal nerves.
Marik threw his head back as he entered Ryou more rapidly, trying to bring the white-haired boy to climax.
“Come for us, Ryou….”
Ryou thrust into Malik and back into Marik faster as he felt his internal muscles clench. He felt his release quickly approaching.
“Take me, Marik…..harder….please….I want to feel you…..”
Malik screamed his release into Ryou above him, sending the last vibrations around Ryou. Marik pulled Ryou against him, pounding harder into the body. Ryou removed himself from Malik and let out a scream with each penetration. Marik pounded harder, jabbing Ryou’s prostate harder.
Ryou threw his head back with a scream and emptied his release into Malik below him. Marik threw his head back and pulled Ryou close to him, filling his channel with his release.
Ryou collapsed first, panting heavily on Malik. “So….*pant* much…*pant* for housework *pant*.”
Ryou looked up at the clock. “BAKURA WILL BE HOME ANY MINUTE!”
Marik and Malik gasped and jumped up. Ryou ran and grabbed some towels. They cleaned themselves up and dressed in record time.
Ryou heard Bakura grumble and he ran them to the back door. He kissed them both goodbye and the blonds ran out of the back door.
Bakura grumbled as he entered the house. “Your books weren’t due back until tomorrow!”
Ryou smiled and shrugged innocently. “Silly me! I must have forgot.”
Bakura dropped the schoolbag. “So, I fulfilled my end of the bargain,” he smiled.
Ryou smiled and rubbed himself against his yami. “I’ll get the whipped cream.”