Touch The Stars

Touch the Stars

Hato chiisai

Disclaimer: No own.

YAOI WARNING

Pharaoh- Marik- telekinetic

Emperor- Bakura- telepath

King- Yami- teleporter

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Chapter 14

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Malik and Ishizu sighed as they sat down at the Council Meeting.

“All right, this meeting will begin now.” Malik said.

“Wait. Where’s Marik?” Anak asked.

“Marik is ill.” Ishizu answered quickly.

“Is he okay?”

“He will be.” Malik said, and looked around sternly, discouraging any more questions.

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Marik looked up as the door to his room opened.

“Rishido.” He said, and the man smiled.

“Here.” The man said, holding something out to Marik. “The Princess asked me to bring this to you.”

“A baby bottle?” Marik asked, looking at the thing.

“Since the Prince is unconscious, his primal instinct to suckle will help him to re-hydrate without injecting the fluids.”

“Oh…..” Marik mumbled, and curled an arm under Ryou’s head, lifting it slightly. Then, he pressed the rubber nipple up against the boy’s lips. Ryou made a face, then began to suck. Upon finding water in his mouth, the boy sighed and swallowed, and continued to drink from the bottle. Marik smiled and held Ryou. Rishido bowed, and left. Marik shifted, so Ryou was sitting up and cuddled into his chest as he continued to drink, his hand clutching Marik’s shirt. The Pharaoh thought it was weird, feeding a teenage boy from a baby bottle, but there was no denying how cute the boy was. He smiled and nuzzled Ryou’s hair, but then his thoughts returned to how Ryou had recoiled from him when he knew the truth. Marik held Ryou tightly.

‘What if he hates me?’ Marik thought to himself, and he felt as if the mere thought would break his heart. He closed his eyes.

“Please don’t hate me, Ryou.” He whimpered, and failed to notice the Assyrian twitch. Ryou’s eyes flickered open and fixed on Marik’s face, staring at the tears. “Please… If you were to hate me…. I couldn’t bare it….. I love you……..” And he gave a little sob. Ryou quickly closed his eyes again, seeing Marik open his. Marik, seeing Ryou no longer drinking, took the bottle away from his lips. And then, Marik kissed Ryou. It was all Ryou could do to keep still and “play dead”.

“I promise, Ryou…… Whether you can hear me or not…. I promise, that when you’re better, you will go home.” Ryou’s eyes snapped open, and he stared at the top of Marik’s head, as the Pharaoh was hiding his face in the Prince’s chest.

“I love you….. I want you to be happy…..” And he sniffled and lay down, pulling the Assyrian close. “You never should have been brought here……” Ryou opened his eyes, a look of confusion in them. Even after what Marik had confessed, Ryou found himself feeling safe in the Pharaoh’s arms. How?

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Malik and Ishizu entered the room after the meeting. Both looked at the Nest.

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!” Malik screamed, and ran over. Ryou jumped, pulling his hands away from Marik’s head, and Marik jerked awake. Ryou gasped as Malik grabbed him and shook him. “WHAT WERE YOU DOING?!”

“N-N-Nothing!!” Ryou cried, struggling with the strong grip Malik had him in. “I swear it! Please, let go!”

“Malik, let go of him!” Marik scolded.

“He did something!”

“Huh?”

“I came in, and he was doing something in your head!!”

“In my head?” Marik asked, and turned looking at Ryou, who was staring down now. Malik let go and glared.

“What were you doing?” Malik growled.

“I….. I was reading his… emotions.” Ryou said quietly in a shaky voice.

“My emotions?” Marik asked.

“To find the….. truth….” Ryou whimpered. Malik opened his mouth, but Marik shushed him.

“Did you find what you were looking for?” Marik asked, and Ryou clenched his fists and closed his eyes. “Well?” Ryou bit his lip and climbed out of the Nest. “Well?!” He headed for the bathroom. “Prince Ryou!” Ryou entered the bathroom and closed the door, locking himself in. But as he relaxed in the tub, the door opened.

“You can’t lock the door on a telekinetic, Ryou.” Marik said, eyes darker than usual. Ryou squeaked and dropped lower into the water, so only his head was above the water. Marik chuckled. His eyes flashed, and the water rippled as Marik literally walked across the surface. He stopped before Ryou, and with another flash and a yelp from Ryou, Ryou rose out of the water to stand on it before him.

“S-Stop….” Ryou gasped. “Put me down.”

“No.” Marik said with a smirk, and reaching out, gently trailed a finger down Ryou’s face.

“Get away….” Ryou whimpered.

“So…. Did you find what you were looking for, prowling about in my head?” Marik asked, and Ryou tried to step away, but found himself unable to move.

“I…. I saw….”

“What?”

“The….. truth………” Ryou said softly, eyes wide. Marik smiled and slowly leaned over until his lips were a mere inch away.

“Did you see how I feel about you?” Marik whispered.

“……. I… I did….” Ryou gasped, and Marik closed the distance, kissing Ryou gently. Ryou squeaked and his eyes widened as Marik drew him into his arms, deepening the kiss. He traced the Prince’s lips with his tongue, and Ryou opened his mouth, moaning softly. Marik invaded, and slowly, his powers slipped away, lowering the pair into the water. Marik held Ryou tightly.

“I love you…..” He whispered.

“I…. I know….”

“Do you love me?”

“I’m…. not sure. I don’t…. WANT to, but….. I think I… do…..” Ryou said between soft kisses. Marik smiled and reached out with his powers, stripping his now wet clothes from his body. Ryou’s eyes widened and he gasped when he felt Marik’s nude form pressing against his own.

“N-No!” Ryou gasped, but Marik covered Ryou’s mouth with his own again.

“Yes….” He hissed, and Ryou moaned when Marik placed a hand in the small of his back and pulled him into his body. Marik began to move forwards, forcing Ryou back until he was pressed between Marik and the side of the tub. Ryou’s hands fell to Marik’s arms, and gripped his biceps as he rolled his hips against Ryou’s bringing a startled gasp from the boy.

“I want you…..” Marik murmured into Ryou’s ear, which he was currently nibbling on.

“Mmm…….” Was Ryou’s whimpering answer.

“Do you want me?”

~I….. I do……~ Ryou whispered into Marik’s mind, and the Pharaoh grinned, lifting Ryou into his arms, kissing him again. He turned and left the bathroom, moving over to Ryou’s Nest and laying the Prince down. He awkwardly climbed in and moved above Ryou, kissing him again. Ryou moaned into Marik’s mouth, feeling gentle hands caress his sides. Marik smiled and Ryou blinked as an unseen force lifted his hands up to rest by his head and held them there. Ryou blushed and stared up at Marik, who smiled and nuzzled Ryou’s ear.

“I won’t hurt you….” He said softly, and Ryou gulped as the king moved his kisses to Ryou’s neck. Ryou closed his eyes and purred lightly as Marik caressed his body with lips and hands, making him shiver in delight. He moaned loudly as Marik pinched and tugged his nipples while bathing his flat belly with his tongue.

~Feel good?~ Marik asked, and Ryou smiled lightly.

~yes….~ He answered, then gasped as Marik used his telekinesis to spread his legs. “M-M-Marik…..” He whimpered.

“Hush…. It’s okay. I’ll be gentle. I promise….” Marik said, massaging Ryou’s inner thighs while using his mind to continue to tease his nipples.

“Okay….” Ryou sighed, relaxing under the nice touches.

“I just have one question….”

“Hmm?”

“How far do you want this to go?” Marik asked, and Ryou blinked up at him.

“I….. I don’t…. know……”

“Okay…… then…. Tell me when to stop. Because if you don’t, I’ll keep going.”

“Okay…. Promise?”

“To stop?”

“Uh-huh.”

"I promise."

“Okay then.” Ryou said, timidly, and Marik smiled.

“I love you….” He murmured, and Ryou blushed. Marik then turned and looked across the room. He narrowed his eyes, and Ryou watched a small bottle fly into his hands. He uncorked it and poured the scented oil into his hands, rubbing it over his erection. Ryou’s eyes widened as he stared at it. Marik blinked, and looked down between his legs, chuckling.

“Is it that frightening?” He asked, and Ryou gulped. “What are you thinking about?” Ryou looked up at Marik. Marik grinned and moved over Ryou, kissing him. “I know what you’re thinking….” He hissed into Ryou’s ear, using his telekinesis to massage the boy’s body, making him moan softly. “You’re thinking about what I’m going to do with it... How I’ll slide it in you, just like this…..…..” Ryou groaned as Marik gently slid an oiled finger into his body. “But I’ll be gentle… I promise. At first, I won’t move…. It will just… sit there.” And he held his finger in Ryou’s body. “Then, when you’re ready, I’ll start.” He drew his finger out, then pushed it back in, moving slowly. Ryou’s mouth fell open and he gasped. “I’ll start slow….” Marik hissed, slowly drawing his finger in and out. “If you want me to stop, I will….” And he withdrew his finger. Ryou whimpered, and Marik grinned. “But if you want more… I’ll give you more….” And this time, he slid two fingers in Ryou, who groaned and clenched around the intruders, lifting his hips.

“Oooooh…….” He moaned, rolling his head from side to side in pleasure.

“Just say the word, and you’ll get what you want. Harder….” He began thrusting his fingers in harder. “Faster…..” He began thrusting them faster. “Deeper…..” He hissed into Ryou’s ear, and forced his fingers in deep, brushing over the boy’s prostate.

“AHH!!” Ryou cried out.

“Or…. I can stop right here.” And Marik withdrew his fingers and flopped next to Ryou, folding his hands behind his head. Ryou let out a groan. “What do you want, little Prince?” Ryou groaned and Marik smirked, gently rubbing the head of Ryou's swollen penis.

"I...... I want more....." Ryou moaned. Marik smiled and shoved three fingers up inside of Ryou, who cried out blissfully. He drew them in and out, slowly, watching Ryou's hips move into the motion of his hand.

"Is that enough?" Marik asked, and Ryou whimpered and shook his head.

"Do you want it harder? Or faster? Or, perhaps... you want something a bit... bigger?" Ryou groaned and nodded, lifting his hips up off of the bedding. Marik grinned and withdrew his fingers, moving between Ryou's legs. He gripped his knees and spread them wider, grinning at how erotic the boy looked, legs obscenely spread, baring himself, his genitals and virgin entrance vulnerable and quivering. Marik moved over the boy, positioning himself, rubbing the tip of his penis against the oiled orifice.

"Ryou?" Marik called gently, looking down at the blushing Prince, shivering in a combination of fear and anticipation. "Are you ready?" Ryou nodded. "Are you sure? Once I'm in, there is no turning back." Ryou gulped. "When I am inside of you....." He leaned over to whisper into Ryou's ear. "All of me.... hot.... thick.... deep......" And he thrust his hips down, grinding against the boy. "I am not stopping. Not until I have reached my climax." And he grabbed Ryou's chin, forcing him to look him in the eyes. "I will not stop until I have christened your body with my essence.... filled you with my seed and felt yours hot on my skin...." Ryou's eyes widened breifly before they closed as he shuddered and groaned, his length throbbing in his need. Marik grinned as he looked down at Ryou's penis, which was thoroughly swollen and dribbling with pre-cum as he bucked his hips, trying to find the stimulation to guide him to release.

"Answer me, Ryou... Do you want this?" Marik asked, and forced the boy to look down at his penis, poised at his entrance. Ryou gulped and nodded, gripping Marik's biceps tightly. Marik grinned. "As you wish, little Prince....." He hissed, and grabbed Ryou's thighs, forcing them over his shoulders. He gripped Ryou's hips, holding him still as he pressed forwards.

"Ahh! Ohhhh....... Ohhhh......" Ryou moaned as he felt his body fighting the penetration, only to fail as the large head of Marik's erection plowed into his pulsing channel. He winced slightly at Marik's size in relation to the tightness of his own body. He felt himself stretching, trying to accomadate Marik's intrusion as he slowly slid in deeper. By the time Marik had sheathed himself completely in Ryou's body, the boy was squirming and whining, overwhelmed by the pleasurful/painful sensations.

"Are you alright?"

"Gods!! Yes! Please, Marik! Please, I need you!" Ryou cried, writhing beneath the Pharaoh. Marik smiled and gently smoothed Ryou's hair from his sweaty forehead and kissed him gently, caressing the petal soft lips with his own, and when he tasted them with his tongue, the boy moaned and opened his mouth in welcome. Marik smiled to himself as he gently began to move, pumping in and out of Ryou's body with long, full strokes that had the boy arching and moaning for more.

Marik grinned; not only was Ryou obviously enjoying himself, but he was being very responsive.... just the way Marik liked them. Smiling at the look of pure ecstasy and bliss on Ryou's face, Marik reached out with his telekinetic powers to gently caress Ryou's erection. The boy let out a pleasured wail, bucking into the ethereal touch.

"M-Mariiiiiik!!!"

"Heheh..... yes?"

"Oooh...... m-more......"

"You want it faster?"

"Y-YES!!!"

"Harder?"

"YES!!"

"..... deeper?"

"Oh, gods..... YES!! GODS, YES!!!!" Ryou screamed, and Marik grinned, thrusting in harshly, going as deep as he could. Ryou's eyes flew wide open as he threw his head back and screamed. "MAAAAARIIIIIIIIK!!!!" Marik closed his eyes and groaned as he felt Ryou's body constricting his length tightly, and splash his chest with liquid passion. The Pharaoh began thrusting harder and faster as the Prince beneath him rode out his orgasm. Marik opened his mouth in a hoarse scream, bucking into Ryou's body and freezing, his body tensing as he filled Ryou with his essence. Then, he released his breath and collapsed on the Assyrian.

"Gods....." He panted, and Ryou moaned slightly, turning his head and opening glazed eyes. Ryou slowly smiled, and Marik returned it. "Are you okay, love?" The endearing term made Ryou's smile widen.

"Yes." He sighed, and Marik heaved himself off of Ryou, sliding out of him, gently. He laid beside him, nuzzling his flushed cheek and pulling him into his arms.

"I love you, Ryou." Marik murmured. Ryou's eyes sparkled.

"I love you, too."

"Really?"

"Yes..... I wouldn't have submitted to just anyone...."

"No, I guess not."

"......... Marik?"

"Yes?"

"Earlier, I was... faking sleep.... and you said...."

"Yes?"

"You said that as soon as I was better, you would... return me to my brother." Ryou said, and Marik frowned slightly. He searched Ryou's eyes, then closed his own, a look of pain on his face.

"If.... if it will make you happy, Ryou... Then I will."

"Really?"

".......... yes." Marik said softly, and Ryou let out a joyful cry, flinging his arms around Marik who suddenly sat up and left the Nest. Ryou blinked and watched him go to his own bed.

"Marik?"

".........."

"Marik, what is it?" Ryou asked, standing and following him. He sat on the edge of the bed, and to Ryou's shock, Marik began to cry. "Marik?!?"

"I.... I will.... miss you...." Marik whimpered. "To finally have you only to lose you! Gods, Ryou....." Ryou sighed and lay down beside Marik, cuddling into him from behind.

"I.... I hadn't thought of that...."

"No... you must go home. You are not safe here, Prince Ryou." Marik said, turning to face Ryou and pulling him into his arms, covering them with the blankets. "You must return to your brother."

"But.... I don't want to leave you! And... Oh, Marik!! They're going to try to kill you!!! I can't bare it!! I can't stand this war!!!"

"Shhhhh.... we'll figure it out later, my love. For now, sleep. Let me... let me hold you." Marik said softly, and Ryou did, burying his face in Marik's chest and shoving all frightening thought from his head, thinking only of the warm arms clutching him close to a heart that beat with love for him.....