WARNING: BAKURA X MARIK LEMON! YAOI!
Broken Time: This insane yaoi boy
is going to be a bad thing.
YoukoMia:
I didn’t expect Aria to give life at all, but you can’t have one without
the other. That wasn’t planned, but I’m glad it came out.
Tari Halyanwe:
The chibis will go home next chappie.
Seto lover and Bakurasgirl lover:
She starts here. Poor Bakura. He’s in so much trouble
now.
Shadow of Light: He could use his technology to find out
where the clips are being loaded to, but I guess the shock has stunned him for
now. The kids are free next chappie, though.
Sakiyama: I wanted to bring up the healing
blood because it will be necessary later in the arc.
Lady Elfkskye: Yami Aten will get
back at everyone. If not now, then later.
Beysie: Well, I moved the lemon to this chappie. Anubiset: Next chappie Yami Aten
gets even. Yeah! Aria gets it here..*laughs*
Valea: Insane Hayden! Yeah!
I Is Me: *hands Aten plushie*
Bakura’s Young Lady
Robbie opened his eyes the next morning as he heard a loud
foghorn in the distance. He rubbed his
eyes and shook Aten.
“Aten?
Are you awake?”
Aten gave a quiet whimper. “R---obbie.”
Robbie sat up and gave his friend a gentle nudge. Aten’s breathing
was coming in short gasps.
The blue-eyed boy jumped out of the bed and looked over at
Aten. “Aten?”
Robbie looked at Aten’s dilated
eyes. “Aten? What happened? Please talk to me!”
“They….they gave me….a shot last night.”
“Oh my god, they didn’t!
Vinnie threatened to give me another today!”
Aten closed his eyes. “I don’t know. My stomach hurts….”
Robbie sat beside Aten and held his hand. “Does your chest hurt?”
“Don’t worry about me,” the Egyptian said with a smile.
“Don’t worry about you?
I do worry about you. You’re my friend, Aten. And…I…I don’t know what I would do if I
didn’t have you with me.”
Aten smiled at his friend.
“Same here, Robbie.”
Robbie touched Aten’s forehead.
“You have a fever.”
Aten took a deep breath and his chest rattled. He wheezed, struggling to breathe.
“Do you have a chest cold?”
The Egyptian reached out to Robbie and held his arm. He coughed and his body trembled. Robbie bit his lip as he held his friend’s
hand tightly.
“I need my medication.”
The doorknob jiggled and Robbie gasped.
“Aten, I won’t let them do anything to you.”
Charlie and Vinnie walked in. “Okay, you two. It’s time to do chores!”
Robbie gripped Aten’s hand. “Aten is sick.”
Vinnie rolled his eyes. “Boo-fucking-hoo!”
Robbie narrowed his eyes.
“I won’t let you hurt Aten anymore!
You gave him a shot last night!”
Charlie shrugged. “Don’t you miss the heroin, Robbie? You’re due for your shot.”
Robbie narrowed his eyes. “I don’t want it!”
Vinnie growled. “You haven’t learned not to
talk back, you little bastard!”
The tall man grabbed Robbie and pulled him away from Aten.
Charlie grabbed Aten and pulled him off of the bed. Aten winced as his body hit the wooden
floor. “Get off of your ass and work!”
Aten grabbed the bed and struggled to his feet. “I’m not well.”
Charlie narrowed his eyes. “Get on your feet.”
The Egyptian boy stood on his feet, wheezing.
“It could be worse, Aten. You could have that bullet in your
head.”
Aten lowered his eyes. //You’re going to have worse when I am
done with you.//
***************************
Aria woke up the next morning and rolled out of bed. Her arm
went to her back and she winced.
‘Ow,’ she thought as she took her
first step.
//Aten?//
/……./
Aria groaned. “He’s not answering.”
Aria staggered out of her bedroom and saw Umi
looking at Aten’s paintings.
“Morning, Aria.
Wow. Aten paints a lot, doesn’t
he?”
Aria nodded. “Yes, he does.
He really enjoys it.”
Umi’s jaw dropped at Aten’s
picture of the beach. The ocean waves were crashing
against the beach. In the distance, a
sailboat drifted on the water by a lighthouse.
“He’s amazing.”
Aria nodded. “Yeah. I miss him.”
Umi stood up and put his hands on her
waist. He pulled her close to him slowly. “Hey, Little Mermaid, Aten is your
brother and he is a strong kid.”
Aria sighed. “He’s been through more than you will ever know,
Umi. I just
hope he’s okay.”
Umi leaned down and pressed his lips to
hers slowly. “Don’t worry, my
treasure. He’ll be fine.”
They heard someone climbing the steps and Umi
released Aria quickly. Aria sighed.
“We’ll find him. I’m
going to go out today. That is, if my stomach don’t stop hurting.”
Aria left Aten’s room and headed
for the bathroom. She rolled her eyes
and put down the toilet seat. The girl
stepped into the hallway.
“THERE’S
She returned to the bathroom closed the door. She pulled up
her nightgown and pulled down her white panties. Aria sat on the toilet and looked down in
horror.
A loud scream of fear resonated through the house.
“MOOOOOOOOOOMMMY!!!!!!!!!!! HELP!”
Four pairs of footsteps raced up the steps. Bakura burst through the bathroom door and
looked down.
“HOLY
Ryou looked down at the blood in Aria’s panties. “Aria?! What is that?”
Ryou pushed past Bakura. His face turned white at the sight
of the blood in Aria’s underwear.
“Oh my god, mommy! What do I do? What is this?”
Marik and Malik arrived at the top of the steps to see Bakura
fainting in the hallway.
“Bakura!”
“Aria,” Malik said, looking inside. Malik saw the blood and he gasped. “Oh my god!”
Ryou looked around. “What do I do?”
“Mommy! I’m bleeding!”
Ryou turned to Marik. “Give me the phone!”
Marik ran and gave Ryou the cell phone.
Ryou’s hands trembled as he dialed
Miranda’s phone number.
[Hello?]
“Miranda!”
[Ryou?]
“Miranda, Aria! She’s…She’s…She’s bleeding!”
A gasp sounded over the phone. [Where is she bleeding?]
“She has blood in her underwear!”
A relieved sigh came over the phone. [Congratulations, Ryou.
Aria is a woman.]
Ryou’s jaw dropped. “What?”
[Aria got her period.]
Ryou looked down at his daughter. Aria was looking up at him with large, teary
brown eyes. He blinked and he saw Aria
sitting on the toilet at 3 years old.
****Flashback***
“Mommy!
I’m a big girl now! I go potty
all by myself!”
Ryou smiled and clapped. “That’s my girl! I’m so proud of you!”
Chibi Aria smiled and clapped. “I’m a big
girl! Mommy, am I a big girl now?”
Aria hopped off of the toilet and Ryou hugged her. “Proud of me, mommy?”
Ryou hugged his three year old girl. “That’s my little girl. I am proud of you!”
******End flashback***
Ryou shook his head. “What?”
[Aria got her period, it sounds like.]
The twelve year old girl’s eyes focused on the door. “Mommy? Can you shut the door?”
Marik and Malik helped Bakura sit up as the yami regained
consciousness.
Ryou shut the door. “Miranda, what do I do?”
[Don’t you know?]
Ryou sighed. “Miranda, I’m gay and my mom was killed when I
was two years old, I know nothing about women’s bodily functions, other than…you
know.”
[Didn’t you ever have health class?]
“I dropped out of school when I got pregnant with the kids. I
never graduated high school. You have to
help me, Miranda!”
[….oh.
Okay. Get her clean panties and I
will be right over.]
Ryou turned off the phone. “Put your panties in the laundry
basket there, Aria. I’m going to get you a new pair.”
Aria’s bottom lip trembled. “Mommy, I’m scared.”
Ryou kissed her forehead. “Miranda is coming over, Aria. I’ll be back in a minute.”
Ryou left the bathroom and found Bakura using the banister to
stand up. “Yami?”
Bakura’s eyes went unfocused.
Ryou looked down and saw Umi
standing there.
“Is Aria okay?”
Ryou nodded. “Yes,
she’s fine. Umi,
dear, can you go downstairs while we get Aria settled?”
Umi slowly descended downstairs.
“Aria got her period,” Ryou said as the three men hovered around
him.
Marik and Malik’s jaws dropped.
Bakura wavered, his legs threatening to buckle beneath him.
Bakura’s head shook side to side. “No…it can’t be!”
Ryou nodded. “It is.”
The front door shut and Miranda ran up the steps with a
feminine pad in her hand. “Hi, guys, I
brought a pad with me since I know you probably don’t have any. You’ll have to go shopping for pads, Bakura.”
Bakura laughed. “Why me? Why do I have to go pick up
feminine….things?”
Marik poked Bakura with the Millennium Rod. “Because YOU had a GIRL!
I don’t have to worry about this because I had a
Bakura growled. “The fruit of my loins can send yours to the
Shadow Realm.”
“At least the fruit of my loins won’t go through PMS.”
Bakura lunged at Marik, wrapping his hands around Marik’s throat.
Malik jumped between the yamis and
broke them apart. “Come on, you two. This is enough!”
Miranda pushed past the two yamis. “If you two are done, you’re going to have to
go out and get Aria some feminine pads.
She’ll need Overnight, Maxi, and Light Days.”
Bakura’s jaw dropped. “Why so many kinds?”
“Because, Bakura, she’ll need a pad for overnight and for the
light flow days.”
Bakura wavered again and grabbed the banister. “Anything else?”
“Mommy! Miranda!” the girl cried from the
bathroom.
“There’s money in my wallet,” Ryou said as he and Miranda
entered the bedroom.
Miranda saw Aria crying on the toilet. “Aww, sweetie. Don’t cry. It’s okay.”
“But I’m bleeding from my vagina!”
Miranda sat on the side of the tub. “Aria, you have just
started your period, baby. This is
normal for girls.”
“Period?”
“Haven’t you heard of this happening to any other girls in
your class?”
Aria shook her head. “No.
I live in a house with four gay men! What would I know about this? I am the only girl in a family of gay
men! If only mommy could have another
girl!”
Ryou sighed. “I can’t have a baby, Aria, dear.”
Miranda handed Aria a washcloth from on top of the sink. “Aria, this is called a period. See, your body has eggs. Thousands
of eggs. Each month, one of your ovaries will release one egg. It will float to your uterus. Your uterus is where the baby grows.”
Aria sniffled. “My mommy told me about what happens when a
baby grows. The man and woman have sex and the man’s sperm go up the women’s
vagina and fertilize the egg.”
Miranda turned to Ryou.
“Well, it’s good she knows that.
When an egg is not fertilized, Aria, it breaks down and that gives you
your period.”
Aria sniffled. “At least this happens only once.”
Miranda pat her hand. “No, honey. You’ll
get this until you are in your fourties or fifties.”
Aria’s jaw dropped.
“But that sucks!”
Ryou sighed. “I know, honey, but this is part of being a
female.”
Miranda nodded. “Let me show you how to clean up.”
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Bakura’s POV
Ishtar and I walked down to the
pharmacy. What kind of pads was she
talking about?
Why do I have to do this?
All I know is that I have to go out shopping for a brand new
bat and a shovel. Now that my little
girl is officially a woman, that shovel and bat will
go to good use.
I stepped into the pharmacy. I looked around,
feeling lost all of a sudden.
Ishtar and I walked though the isles. Where the hell are these stupid things?
This is so frustrating!
I walked to the man stocking the shelves. “Umm…where is….”
The man looked at me.
“Yes?”
“Umm…..”
Ishtar started to laugh at me. My face was turning more
red as I thought about what I was asking for.
“Can I help you, sir?”
“Umm…my daughter is bleeding.”
The man nodded. “Aisle 6 is first aid. Does she have a cut?”
“Not exactly,” I answered nervously.
What was I supposed to know about this stuff? I haven’t had sex with a woman in five
thousand years! I lived on the
streets! What do I know about women and
periods?
“Does she need gauze?
Sterile bandages?”
Marik snickered. “Bakura’s daughter just started her period.”
DAMN IT, ISHTAR!
I turned and growled at him.
“You are dead!”
Marik said with a laugh. “So are you. So, where’s the threat?”
Cocky bastard.
The man nodded. “My condolences. Aisle 14 in the ‘Feminine
Needs’ department.”
“Thank you.”
Ishtar followed me laughing. “’Feminine Needs!’
There you go, Bakura. You need
the ‘Feminine Needs’ department now!
Would you like to get some makeup while we are here?”
I turned to Marik and grabbed his collar. “Listen, Rod-Boy,
I’m in no mood!”
He held up his hands. “Okay. Okay. I give.”
I released him and continued to Aisle 14. When we got there, we saw rows and rows of
pads and tampons.
………………
…………….
WHAT THE HELL IS THIS?
Ishtar and I looked at the rows, our jaws
dropped and we went silent.
What the hell is a difference between these things? Don’t they all do the same thing?
‘Maxi Overnights?’
‘Kotex Ultra Thin?’
‘Always Medium Protection?’
Marik shook his head. “Thank Ra I have a boy.”
I grabbed a box with the word ‘Tampon’ on it. I looked on the
back.
THIS THING GOES WHERE?
What the hell is this?
My daughter is NOT sticking this up where I think it goes!
There’s a million of these damn things!
How do you choose?
Thin? Maxi? Overnight? Heavy?
Kotex…Always….Stayfree…..
What is the difference?
What do I know about this?
This is too much.
My little girl.
My baby.
Got her period.
She’s growing up.
Time to invest in a baseball bat.
Ishtar shrugged. “We have to go home with
‘Overnights’, ‘Maxi,’ and ‘Thin.’ Which
ones do we get?”
How the hell should I know?
“Just grab a little of everything.”
Ishtar and I grabbed one of each and headed
to the counter. Our arms were full. This shit can’t be too expensive.
The girl rang up our ‘feminine needs.’ Between scanning, she shot suspicious looks
at Ishtar and I.
“The total comes to $76.96, sir.”
What the hell?
“This isn’t food here!
It’s….It’s…..stuff you put in your underwear! What did I just buy?”
Ishtar narrowed his eyes. “What?
$76.96?”
The girl shrugged. “I don’t set the price, sir.”
Ishtar raised his Rod. “No. We don’t pay anything.”
The girl’s stare went blank. “You’re right, sir. You owe nothing. Have a nice day.”
I smiled, “Thank you!”
As much as Ishtar gets on my
nerves, that was a big advantage.
Ishtar walked beside me, proud of himself
that he got us Aria’s ‘feminine needs’ for free.
We got home and, to my amazement, Ryou had cleared out an
area under the sink for these pad things.
“Where’s Aria?” I asked.
“Miranda is having a ‘girl to girl’ talk in there,” Ryou
said, wrapping his arms around himself.
The hikari raised his eyes to look
at me. Ryou looks like a deer trapped in
the headlights.
He looks scared. He
feels…..sad.
“Yami…our little girl is growing up. She’s no longer the baby I had in my
arms. She’s not the girl I taught how to
ride a bike or tie her shoes. She’s…..a woman now.”
Poor Ryou.
I know he’s always dreaded this day.
No parent wants to see their child grow older.
Aria will always be my little girl.
In fact, I have to go pick out my baseball bat.
“I know, Ryou. She’ll
always be our baby, no matter how old she is.”
I kissed Ryou on the cheek.
“I guess…I wish I could have given her more information about
what was happening, but….Bakura, my father had my mother killed when I was two
years old. Cinetti…Cinetti killed her right in front of me. He shot her.
I’ve only known my aunts who would take care of me. I didn’t know much about women.”
I took Ryou’s shoulders in my
hands. “Is that why you are upset? That you couldn’t explain what was happening
to Aria?”
Ryou lowered his head. “Yes.
I’m her mother. I should have been able to do that, at least.”
I took a deep breath.
“Ryou, your aunts would not have discussed this with you. Besides, no one would have projected twenty
two years ago that you would have been turned into a woman, got pregnant, and
turned back into a man. They would not
have discussed this with you, hikari.”
I saw a tear coming down Ryou’s
face. *sigh* I hate it when he cries.
Looks like Aria’s not the only one getting PMS.
I hugged Ryou against me and held him. “Ryou, it’s okay.”
“My little girl is a woman now.”
I know how you feel,
Ryou.
Ryou pulled back. “I’m sorry.”
I smiled down at my husband. “Don’t be sorry, angel.” I pressed my lips gently against his own,
letting my touch give him the comfort he needed.
My fingers brushed across his cheek. “I know this is hard for
you. None of this is easy. But, you know, I think our daughter needs our
understanding and support.”
Ryou nodded. “You’re right.”
“Now, I’m going out for a few things. I’ll be back later.”
“What are you going shopping for?”
I took Ryou’s credit card. “A baseball bat, a gun, and a shovel.”
I’ll talk to Aria when I get home. Miranda is with her right
now. I walked down the steps and Ishtar was waiting
by the door.
“Where are you going?”
“Going to buy a bat, a gun, and a
shovel. Do you wanna come
with?”
Ishtar laughed. “You’re going shopping for
implements of destruction and you think I’m going to stay here?”
Marik grabbed Malik’s wallet.
“Malik, I’m taking money!”
Marik and I ran out of the house to be up to no good.
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Bakura’s POV
For the first time, it didn’t matter that we didn’t have a
car. Back in
Ishtar took my hand as we walked down the
street. It didn’t matter to me that people watched us.
“I’m glad that you are okay.
Seto called us and told us what happened.”
Ishtar sighed. “I didn’t know what happened
at first. I felt the flames and barely
made it into the Rod.”
I squeezed Ishtar’s hand. “I thought I had lost Ryou when I saw him in
the street. He was dying, Marik. I don’t know what I would have done without
him.”
“How did Ryou survive, anyway?”
I looked around. The
streets were full of people. This was
not the place to discuss this.
“I’ll explain that later.
In broad daylight, surrounded by mortals, is not the place to have this
discussion.”
Ishtar nodded. “Well, we should go
someplace private after we get our implements of destruction.”
I nodded. I had to
discuss this with Marik. It was a
delicate issue that had to be handled.
Ishtar and I went to a shop a few blocks
away. I found a jeweled dagger. It’s handle was
decorated with blood red stones. I
bought it. Ishtar
and I have always appreciated a well-shaped blade.
I turned to Ishtar in front of the
salesman. “Hey, Ishtar, would you like to….stroke my
new blade?” I licked my lips
suggestively.
Marik grinned and slowly put his finger on the cold, sharp
metal. He slid his finger from the tip of the blade to the hilt. His purple eyes focused on my brown
eyes.
His eyes are so frigging beautiful! Those eyes sparkle like amethyst gems in the
moonlight.
“So, Ishtar….do you think this will
be good?”
Marik licked his lips. Holy shit is he hot when he does that!
“You like this blade?”
I stepped closer to him.
“Would you like to….touch….caress….”I raised my eyebrow. “brush your hand across my blade?”
Marik leaned into me. “You know I love…to touch…your blade.”
Holy hell……
“I think we need to get out of here,” Marik said. He raised
the Millennium Rod and once again we left the store with free merchandise.
“So, you want to touch my blade, hmm?” I asked Marik.
Marik grabbed my collar and pulled me against him. “Would you
like to….touch my Rod?”
With a hungry growl, I grabbed Marik’s
cheeks and pulled him into a hungry kiss.
My tongue slipped into his mouth and I brushed my tongue
against his. Marik wrapped his arms around me, the Millennium Rod poking my
shoulder as he held onto me tightly.
For the first time in weeks, the sun came out. The clouds had parted.
We couldn’t just stand in front of a weapon store in broad
daylight and make out. We are better
than that.
“Marik, we have to get out of here or we’re going to be
arrested for more than indecent exposure.”
Marik grinned and playfully licked my lips. “Yeah, I don’t think that being arrested for
gay sex would be good for us or our husbands.”
I unbuttoned two of his top buttons. That would be less to
take off later.
Not only was it considered indecent exposure if we were
caught making love in a public place, gay sex is a criminal offense in this
state. We could be arrested and fined.
No…
Our hikaris would pay the price.
“We have to find some place private since we can’t be
together in a public place.”
Marik grinned devilishly.
“Then we must find a private place.”
Where could one have privacy in a city?
No where.
One place offered privacy and all the luxuries of the
nobility.
One place offered all the comforts of a king.
One place was large enough to have our choice of lovemaking
locations.
Kaiba’s Summer Home.
It was high time Ishtar and I
connect with our roots and do what we did best.
************************
Marik and I stole a car.
My Ring quickly brought the engine to life. Marik elbowed the man who was trying to
rescue his car. Ishtar
got behind the wheel and we sped off, laughing at our crime. The cop cars followed us, but we dodged them
with stealth.
We didn’t use our magic to make the cops lose us. We needed
to feel the thrill of the crime and the thrill of escape.
We sped out of the city limits and headed to moneybags’ mansion. We turned up the radio and blasted “Welcome
to the Jungle”.
The windows were rolled down and our spiky hair blew in the
wind.
I watched Ishtar with a grin of my
own. I reached down and started to rub
the bulge between Marik’s legs.
Ishtar began squirming. “I can’t…drive…if
you touch me.”
An evil smile crossed my lips. My hand pulled down the zipper on Marik’s pants slowly.
“Itemri….”
“You want me to touch you?”
My finger brushed over Marik’s
length over the material. He was trying
so hard to keep his eyes shut. His hips shifted trying to allow me more access
to him. His forehead was turning
red. A tiny moan escaped Marik as I
placed my hand on him.
“Itemri, for the love of Ra, I’m
going to put this car off of the road if you don’t stop.”
Okay. I’ll let him go….for now.
We arrived at Seto’s summer mansion
and we climbed the fence. Sure, we could
have walked through the fence, but where is the fun in that?
We landed on the ground and Marik’s
pants fell down.
One word: Yum.
“Leave them off, Marik. That means less to take off later.”
He smiled and quickly took off the jeans.
After I was done wiping the drool off of my chin, I grabbed
him. “You may as well take off your underwear, too.”
Marik returned my hungry gaze. “You do it, too.”
Fine. I stripped my jeans and
underwear.
Breaking into Seto’s mansion naked
could be kinky.
He ran in his bare feet to the house. Luckily he’s dead. It’s not like he can catch a cold.
We ran to Seto’s mansion wearing no
pants and underwear.
Marik removed the dagger from the Millennium Rod and picked
the lock on the servants’ entrance.
“So, Ishtar, what room should we
make love on first?”
Marik grabbed my shirt and lifted it over my head, leaving me
naked and exposed to his willing touch. Marik
pinned me against the countertop and dropped our clothes.
He attacked my neck, sucking on it and nibbling on it.
I took his shirt and tore it wide open.
He pulled back. “Your husband ruined a shirt of mine the
other night! What is it with you Itemris ruining good shirts?”
I laughed. “You enjoy
it. In fact, I know something else you will enjoy.”
I fell to my knees and swallowed around his length. My eyes closed around the satiny flesh of my
lover’s arousal. Marik’s
fingers buried themselves in my hair, caressing my hair as I eagerly drew on
him.
“Bakura….gods…”
I looked up at my lover and brushed my cheek against
him. “Ishtar,
gods….I need you.”
Marik grabbed me and brought me to my feet. He pulled me to another room.
Beside the kitchen was Kaiba’s
Dining Hall.
Marik pulled me in there and pushed me back on the
table.
“Itemri….”
Marik brought me into his mouth, drawing on my weeping flesh
desperately. Marik pushed me back so my
legs barely hung from the table. His
tongue explored me, licking up my arousal.
He looked down at me, my body squirming with desire, and our growing
animalistic need.
My lover took his lips and peppered tiny kisses over my
length, slipping them lower….and lower still. His warm, wet lips kissed the
globes at the base of my manhood.
My arms raised above my head as I felt my lover kiss lower
and lower.
I couldn’t help but moan as I felt a wet tongue explore me
further.
“Gods, Ishtar…..you feel so good.”
Marik stood up and looked down at me. His eyes were darkened and full of lust that
I had seen only during our roughest lovemaking sessions. “There is nothing ‘good’ or ‘nice’ about what
I am going to do to you, Itemri.”
I raised an eyebrow and grinned, my canines sharpening in
response to his statement.
This was going to be fun!
Marik leaned down and buried his face in the side of my neck,
giving me little love bites on my white skin.
I could feel his arousal poking my entrance. My hips swayed, trying to
entice him to enter me.
Damn, it, Ishtar….get inside me!
“You like me teasing you, Itemri?”
Asshole.
“Ishtar…..damn
it…”
He pressed his manhood slightly into my entrance, not enough
to give me what I needed, but enough to make known that he was hard enough to
get inside me.
“Do you want this, Itemri?”
I raised an eyebrow.
“Not without lube you aren’t, Ishtar!”
Ishtar bolted out of the Dining Hall. I’ve
never seen him run so fast! Ishtar returned with a
bottle of olive oil.
“Olive oil?”
Marik opened the bottle quickly. “It was the closest thing available.”
I sat up and grabbed the bottle from his hands. “You have to
let me have the pleasure of touching you, Ishtar! You
can’t have all the fun!”
Marik leaned down, taking me in a deep, lustful kiss as I
wrapped my hand around Marik’s length, coating him
with the oil.
His flesh slicked quickly from the oil. His hard length slid through my hand. Ishtar thrust into
my grip, a whimper escaped from his throat.
With a growl, Marik pushed me back on the table and he slid
his length into me. My back arched and
my head moved side to side.
Marik closed his eyes, no doubt swimming in the same ecstasy
as I.
“Do you like it, Ishtar?” I asked
devilishly.
Marik nodded. “You feel so good, Bakura! So hot.”
With a little moan, I shifted my body against Marik, enticing
him to move.
“Marik…..I want to feel you come.”
My lover grabbed my hips and he slammed into me.
I could feel him inside me, his weeping length stretching me
open. Yes, it was painful, but this was Ishtar. A little
pain never hurt either of us. We would
never intentionally hurt each other.
When we did, there was never any grudges.
He slammed into me again, pushing against my prostate with
each penetration. My body gripped onto
him inside of me. Marik moaned as he
massaged my inner walls with his throbbing arousal.
With each thrust, he pushed harder and harder against my
prostate. He grabbed my shoulders and held them down as his movements
hastened. He slammed against my
prostate, harder and harder, deeper and deeper.
His body crashed against mine as I was left screaming in
unsurpassed pleasure.
My body trembled as I was brought to the abyss of eternal
pleasure.
“Come for me, Itemri! Come on,
baby! That’s it.”
A whimper escaped me as I felt my orgasm approaching.
“ISHTAR! GODS! COMING!”
Marik reached down and grabbed my manhood, pumping it
vigorously with his penetration. I
arched forward as I released between us with a growl.
I fell back and panted heavily as Marik kept pounding into my
prostate. He grabbed my hips in a
bruising grip and pulled me against him.
He leaned forward and I wrapped my arms around him. I gasped and my eyes widened as I felt Marik
release into me with a force unknown to either of us. He gripped my shoulders and held them down as
he continued to pound into me.
“Ishtar? Marik?”
His nails dug into me as his body continued to release his
essence into me.
“ITEMRI!”
I held my lover against me, stroking his hair. His body trembled and I kissed his forehead.
His tears slipped onto my chest.
“Come on, Ishtar, don’t cry. I’m sure Kaiba
won’t mind us doing this on the table.”
Marik shook his head. It was amazing. Marik was
emotional. He was always the most emotional of the two of us. It had been a very long time since we were
alone to make love. Maybe that is why
he’s like this.
“That’s not it.”
“Shh….Marik. It’s okay.”
Marik trembled. “We haven’t been together since my son was
taken.”
Has it been that long?
Oh, fuck. It has!
“Oh, Marik, I’m sorry.
It has been a long time. Almost
three weeks. That’s a long time for us not to be together.”
In fact, three days was too long to go without making love to
Marik. Ryou was good about giving Ishtar and I our time alone.
He took a deep breath and I could feel him relax against me.
I ran my fingers through Marik’s
hair. My fingers plunged into the blond spikes and grazed Marik’s
scalp with my nails.
He blinked quietly as I scratched his scalp lightly. He let out a contented sigh as his hand
rested on my chest. His fingers
scratched my chest lightly, careful not to break the skin.
I could feel his warm breath against my chest. His delicate breath brushed against my skin.
I held him closer against me and sighed deeply with
contentment.
We just laid there, indulging in the
unique comfort that only we could give each other as yamis.
Finally, Marik looked up at me. “I missed you, Itemri.”
“I know you did, Ishtar.”
I winced as he withdrew his length from my body.
That’s the hardest part.
When Marik slipped from my body, he rested his head on me
again and sighed.
He gave out a yawn.
“Tired, angel?”
Ishtar snickered. “I can’t be tired
yet! We’ve only just begun!”
I grabbed the bottle of Olive oil. Ishtar stood up and
picked me up off of the table. I wrapped
my legs around his waist and he carried me to the next room on our little
escapade: the Music Room.
My eyes shot over at it and I grinned evilly. Time to ‘tickle the ivory.’ (credit
my friend Kat for that one)
I jumped off of Marik. Time for me to take what has been mine
for five thousand years.
I backed Marik against the baby grand piano.
Much to my enjoyment, he hopped up on the piano and I stood
between his legs. He wrapped his legs
around my waist. My hands drifted from his back down. My hands rubbed his
backside.
Marik moaned as he wrapped his arms around me. “I love it
when you touch me, Itemri.”
My hand floated down and wrapped around myself and he. I stroked both of us together as I kissed
down his chest. I took his perky, budded
nipple between my lips and suckled slowly. My tongue tortured him, pleased him,
worshipped his body.
His fingers slipped into my mass of spiky white hair.
His arousal awakened and I kissed down Marik’s
body, needing to taste him.
Ishtar laid back on the table as my tongue
traveled down his body. My kisses trailed down to Marik’s
twitching length. I dipped my tongue
into the slit, tasting my lover.
Well, I should clean my lover off from our lovemaking in the
Dining Hall.
It’s only courtesy.
I licked from Marik’s base to the
tip of his manhood, cleaning him free of oil and other bodily fluids. He moaned and shifted as I took one of his
globes into my mouth, licking him clean.
Hey, I can be a courteous lover when I’m with someone I love,
male or female. Though, I must admit,
the men are so much more fun!
Rayna was fun, too. I loved her five
thousand years ago. I never felt like
she was really mine. She was a lady of
the night, made to service men at any time.
I knew she loved me, too, but circumstance forbade us to be together.
Shame.
I had Ishtar, though.
Marik squirmed under my expert tongue. “Itemri…..I need
you.”
Covering my fingers with the oil, I slipped two fingers into Ishtar. He moaned
and his body was bathed in another blanket of sweat.
My fingers were buried deep in Marik. I searched for my prize,
enjoying the sounds of his pleas and moans.
His moan became a desperate plea when I found what I was
looking for.
“Do it again….”
“What? Do what again?”
Marik panted heavily.
“Touch me there again.
”Where? …Oh…this?”
My fingers roamed around Marik’s
prostate, careful not to give Marik what he wanted so soon.
My lover looked pitiful as he squirmed and panted. His
manhood wept with the glorious torture.
“Do you want me, Ishtar?”
“Yes.”
“Do you want me to make love to you?”
“Yes!”
“Do you want me to make you come as you scream my name?”
“GOD DAMN IT, YES!
I stood up, narrowed my eyes, and removed my fingers from his
body. I leaned over. “Don’t….raise your
voice….to me.”
Marik shook his head. “Sorry.”
I positioned myself at Marik’s
entrance. “You had better be, Ishtar.”
“Now, do you want me inside of you?”
“Yes.”
I slipped myself into Marik cautiously. I couldn’t hurt him. That’s the last thing I wanted. I buried myself to the hilt in Marik’s body.
Marik’s arms spread out on the piano, his
fingers touching some of the keys.
Time to make some music, Ishtar!
I removed my length slowly, only to bury it again in my
lover’s tight heat.
“Bakura….”
“Gods, Ishtar…..you feel so good!
So tight….”
Ishtar’s fingers twitched,
periodically hitting the keys on the piano.
“Marik….baby.
I want to watch you touch yourself.”
My lover grinned at me and reached down, taking his manhood
in his hands and stroking it.
Damn….he is hot when he does that. His strong arms….his strong hand wrapped
around himself, his brown flesh glistening from the sweat.
Delicious.
I slammed into Marik, holding onto his hips. Our bodies tensed as our orgasms
approached. I slammed harder and deeper,
trying to bring us close to completion.
With each penetration, Marik moaned louder until his screams
of passion threatened to alert the entire nation as to what we were doing.
Okay. I exaggerated, but I am a damn good lover!
My moans rose with his screams, our voices raised in the
chorus of our lovemaking.
Please, Ishtar…..
“Come, Ishtar. Come for me, baby.”
Marik thrust up into his grip, his body trembling with the
first evidence of his orgasm.
“Itemri….harder….harder….”
I slammed harder into Marik. If we don’t watch it, we’re
going to pound the piano to pieces between the two of us.
“Harder, Itemri!”
I slammed harder and heard the piano creak. My body trembled as my body continued its
rhythm on its own. I’m not going to stop
until Marik comes for me!
“Marik…so hot!
That’s it….you’re mine, aren’t you, Ishtar?”
“Yes,” a whimper escaped him.
“Louder!” I growled.
My yami lover breathed sharply as I stabbed his prostate
harder each time. He gasped and his
mouth hung open.
“ITEMRI!
GODS!”
“Come on, Come for me now, Ishtar! Come hard, baby!”
His body trembled as he came between us. Ishtar screamed as
he released.
I growled, sending my release into my lover.
I collapsed, not caring that the piano was creaking beneath
our weight.
Marik hugged me tightly.
He wrapped his arms and his legs around me.
Another creak from the piano.
Uh-oh.
……
Oh well.
I just held my lover against me.
We can get moneybags another piano. Marik and I can always
steal it.
No big.
When we regained our breath, I smiled down at him. “So,
should we test out that new waterbed in Seto’s
bedroom?”
“How do you know he got a waterbed?”
I raised my eyebrow. “Trust me. I know he does. Just ask Ryou.”
“How does Ryou know about it?”
“Remember last month, I asked you to watch the kids? I brought Ryou out here.”
Marik laughed. “Did you break in that new waterbed?”
“And this piano.
I never knew Ryou could hit such a high note!”
Marik grinned. “You dirty, dirty boy.”
I pulled away from him and turned my backside to him. “So, I’m dirty, hmm? Maybe I need a good…hard..”
I slapped my right buttcheek..
”spanking.”
Marik jumped off of the piano and approached me. “You want a spanking, Itemri?”
“Only if you give it to me,” I said, rubbing my butt against
him.
He gave me a loud spank on the right buttcheek
and I moaned.
“Oh, yeah, Ishtar…Spank me harder.”
Marik spanked me again and the slap resonated.
“Spank me again….but you have to catch me!”
Marik chased me up the stairs and into the Seto’s bedroom where I anticipated Marik’s
‘discipline.’
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Normal POV
Serenity opened the door to the Study. Joey wasn’t in there. “Big Brother? Where could he be?”
Serenity opened the door to Hayden’s room. Nobody was in there but Jaimen,
who was searching through Hayden’s toy cars.
Serenity burst into Seto’s bedroom,
catching Seto putting his pants on.
“SERENITY! KNOCK FIRST!” Seto cried out as he
turned around quickly.
Serenity laughed. “My, Kaiba, I
didn’t know you were so……underdeveloped where it counts!”
Seto narrowed his eyes.
“Serenity?
I’m going to say something that you should know.”
She grinned. “What would that be, Almighty Kaiba?”
“Watch your back, you heartless, cold-hearted little
bitch! I am a man of few words.”
Serenity narrowed her eyes. “You will NOT marry my brother!”
Seto pulled up his pants and zippered them. He put his suit jacket on and walked up to
Serenity.
“I am going to marry your brother. I love your brother. If you can’t accept that, you do not belong
to my family.”
Seto brushed past her and left his room. Mokuba’s door was
open. From inside Mokuba’s
room, he heard deep wretching.
[Jeanie, is there anything I can get you?]
[Can you get me a gallon of Cookies and Cream ice cream?]
[Sure.]
Mokuba stepped out of his room and saw his brother. “Oh. Hi, Seto.”
Seto nodded. “Hello. Jeanie not well?”
“You know how Ryou was when he got pregnant. She can’t keep any food down.”
“Truth.”
Seto and Mokuba entered the elevator.
“Seto, Jeanie and I are going to move out.”
The CEO turned his head. “Why?”
“Well, you already said you are not turning your office into
a nursery. And I want Jeanie to be with
me and the baby. We should leave.”
Seto put his hand on Mokuba’s
shoulder. “I want you happy, little
brother.”
The younger Kaiba smiled. “Thank
you, Seto.”
Seto stepped out of the elevator when the door opened. “I’ll give you whatever you need.”
Seto walked to the Public Relations Department. Joel and Karl were hovering over the computer
screen. On the screen was the movie of
Robbie and Aten kissing. On the top of
the screen was the flashing light.
“What have you found?”
Joel bowed to his boss. “Hello, Mr. Kaiba. We found something which may come in
handy. That light at the top of the
screen? It’s not the airport. There are no sounds of engines. Instead….check this out.” Joel typed a command into the computer and
turned up the volume. “You’ll hear
something in the background.”
A low horn sounded.
“It sounds like a….ship,” Seto said.
Karl grabbed the earphones and handed them to Seto. “This is the recording from the phone
call. Listen.”
Seto put the earphones on and Karl turned the dials on the
recorder. Seto’s
eyes widened.
A low horn sounded.
“It’s the same horn!”
Joel nodded. “That isn’t an airplane. That’s a boat that is coming into the
harbor.”
Seto narrowed his eyes.
“Joel, call the boys and tell them to search the harbor area. The boys have to be there!”
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Robbie was scrubbing the kitchen floor on his hands and
knees. The sweat poured off of his face
as he worked the soap into the floor.
This was the fifth time that Vinnie had told
him to scrub the floor.
‘I want this floor so fucking spotless that it cries ‘I am
fucking immaculate!’ So, you get on your
knees and you scrub that floor like the bastard you are!’
“So, you are still scrubbing?”
Robbie turned and there was Vinnie. “I’m done, sir.”
Vinnie grinned. “Good. Now you can be
rewarded.”
Vinnie pulled a needle out of his pocket. “Time for your fix to keep you quiet and happy.”
Robbie shook his head. “No.
I don’t want that. Drugs are
wrong.”
The man laughed. “You weren’t saying that the last four
times, Robert. If you are going to be
our son, you have to learn and enjoy your little trip.”
Robbie shook his head. “No….I can’t.”
Vinnie narrowed his eyes. Robbie darted around the side of the
table. The man stood on the other
side.
“Come, Robbie. You are
only making it harder on yourself.”
Robbie trembled. “You don’t clean the needles. You’ve stuck Aten and I
with the same needle every time you do this!”
Vinnie shrugged. “Why clean them? It wastes valuable injecting time.”
Vinnie dived over the table and grabbed
Robbie’s arm as he tried to run away. “ATEN!”
The man pulled Robbie onto the table and stood up.
“Here you go, little soldier!”
Robbie grabbed the table and brought up his head. He kicked up and connected his sneakers
against Vinnie’s face.
The boy slid off of the table and ran out of the
kitchen. He knocked into Charlie, who
grabbed his shoulder.
“You’re supposed to be working in the kitchen!”
Vinnie stepped out of the kitchen, the
corner of his mouth bleeding. “This
little shit kicked me in the jaw!”
Charlie growled and slapped Robbie across the face.
Aten stepped into the room as Vinnie
put the needle in Robbie’s arm. Robbie cried out as the needle injected its
contents into him.
Aten dropped his cloth. “ROBBIE!”
The Egyptian dived for Vinnie and
yanked the man’s arm. “LEAVE ROBBIE ALONE!”
Charlie grabbed Aten’s hair and
tugged roughly. “You little bastard!”
Aten shrieked. “Leave Robbie alone!”
Charlie growled. “I’ve had enough of this!”
Charlie threw Aten to the floor violently and threw Robbie
against the wall.
“I’ve had enough of both of you!”
Charlie removed the gun from his pocket and cocked it.
Robbie’s eyes widened and his body trembled as he watched the
gun point at him.
Charlie aimed the gun at Robbie’s forehead. “Prepare to die,
Robbie!”
Aten growled and narrowed his eyes. His eyes turned black. His canines sharpened. His hair spiked as lightening bolts formed in
his hair. //The time has come.//
Charlie fired his gun, the bullet speeding towards Robbie’s
head……
Updates: Thursday
Next Chappie: The kids escape.
Warnings for the next chappie: Blood, Gore (YEAH!)