Stuck In The Middle With You

AN: This chapter was a lot of fun to write--I hope you enjoy it too.

CHAPTER TWO

“You have to fix this Duke.” Malik warned.

“I know, I know!” Duke sighed, slinging his bag over his shoulder.

“And what are you going to say?” Malik asked in suspicion.

“I don’t know, I’m just going to tell him I don’t like him.” Duke shrugged, stopping outside the class. He glanced inside, beginning to feel queasy at the sight of Marik already inside.

So much for the ‘maybe he won’t be there’ prayer.

“You don’t have much time so the second you sit down you have to say it. The second Duke!” Malik emphasized.

“Got it.” Duke moaned, waving goodbye.

“The second!” Malik yelled after him before the door closed.

Duke stopped just inside the door, clearing his throat and taking a deep breath before he quickly glided to his seat. He quickly took his books out, taking one last moment before turning to—

“Hey, meet me after school today behind the gym.” Marik smirked.

Duke opened his mouth—

“Okay, that’s enough.” The teacher began, silencing Duke’s retort…once again.

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Duke managed to avoid Malik the rest of the day. He knew Malik would kill him if he found out he once again failed to tell Marik the truth.

He felt like he was being hunted all day, barely avoiding Malik who would be waiting at his locker or outside his classes with a look of absolute fury.

He slowly grew more anxious as the day came to an end. He hadn’t seen Marik since—maybe he had just been kidding—God he hoped so.

What could he possibly want? Maybe Bakura and Marik were going to beat him up…or rape him…or make him give up his lunch money.

He walked with absolute dread to their rendezvous. His feet felt like lead, his head dizzy.

‘Was it normal to have your heart beat so fast?’ He thought, on the verge of hyperventilation.

As he turned the corner, he breathed a sigh of relief, finding an empty alley. He walked down to the end, smiling that it was completely…utterly…wonderfully empty.

“Guess he forgot!” he chuckled, grinning widely.

Just as he was about to turn back around, the flick of a lighter made his stomach drop. He slowly turned around, finding Marik standing against the wall, smoking a cigarette with a bemused expression.

Duke stood frozen to the spot. This was it. He was going to be killed.

“Come here.” Marik said, pushing his body off the wall.

Duke slowly, shakily did so, stopping to stand in front of the yami.

“Um…I think…”

Marik grabbed Duke by the shoulders, spinning him around and slamming him against the brick wall. He cried out in pain, staring at Marik in scared confusion.

“You talk too much.” Mairk smirked, kneeling down in front of Duke.

“Wh-what are you doing?” Duke squeaked, pushing himself against the wall uselessly as Marik’s face came closer to his crotch.

“Isn’t it obvious?” Marik spoke, letting his tongue lick up his covered crotch. He jumped, trying to pull away. Marik chuckled, grabbing his hips to keep him in place.

“What’s the matter, Dukey, didn’t you want this?” He leered, lapping at the crotch.

Duke shuddered, struggling as he felt himself start to harden.

“N-no No!” He stuttered, his face heating up.

“Bet you want me to take these off, don’t you? My tongue can feel something hardening under there.” He chuckled maliciously.

“No don’t!” Duke said, trying to pull away.

But Marik was too strong for him, pinning him to the wall—unable to move.

Marik used his teeth to undo the tight leather pants, starting to peel them away.

“Don’t!” Duke cried, his face bright red as his pants were pulled farther down, revealing his obvious and unwelcome erection.

Marik just laughed, beginning to pull the underwear down as well. He paused, looking up to stare at Duke whose breath was coming out in nervous pants, staring miserably down at his captor.

“Listen, Duke. I have a confession.” Marik began. “I’m using you.” He smirked.

“Wh-what?”

“I want you to talk to someone for me.”

“Wh-what?”

“Is that all you can say?” Marik asked, nuzzling against Duke’s erection, a small moan escaping his lips.

“I-I don’t…don’t understand.” Duke panted out.

“You’re friends with him…with Malik right?” Marik asked, peeling Duke’s underwear down, releasing his erection.

“Ye-yes.” Duke stuttered.

“If I do this, will you introduce us?”

“Wh-what?” Duke was confused to say the least, all his brain and body wanted to think about was the feeling of Marik’s breath as it gently hit his throbbing cock.

“You heard me.” Marik smirked, letting his tongue teasingly flick against the head of Duke’s now leaking erection.

“I’ll do it…anyway. That’s---that’s—“ He tried to speak as Marik’s tongue swirled around the head.

“Stop! I can’t…think!” Duke said in exasperation. Marik looked up in confusion at Duke, waiting for him to continue.

“That’s what I was talking to you for in the first place! Was for…” Duke sighed, “Was for him.” He finished with a long breath.

“So you didn’t like me?” Marik grinned.

Duke shook his head, “It was for Malik.”

Marik smirked, letting go of Duke and standing up. Duke sighed in relief, quickly pulling his underwear and pants back up. He blushed as he tried to get the zipper past his erection, having trouble accomplishing the task.

“See you around.” Marik waved, leaving Duke alone in the alley.

Duke took a long breath, waiting for his heart to stop beating so fast and breathing to slow down.

He shakily walked back to the school, keeping his hands in front of his crotch to hide his erection.

All he wanted to do was collapse into bed and never move again.

“THERE YOU ARE!” Duke jumped, turning around to find Malik staring daggers at him.

Malik quickly strode up to Duke, hands on hips as he waited impatiently for Duke to speak.

“And why have you been avoiding me all day?”

“I was—“

“And why were you down that alley?”

“I just—“

“Well? Are you going to tell me what happened?!”

Duke scoffed, “I’m trying!”

Malik’s eyes narrowed, tapping his foot in impatience.

“He’s going to talk to you.” He finally managed.

“WHAT?!” Malik’s eyes bulged, staring at Duke in shock.

“He wants me to introduce you two.”

“WHAT?!” Malik cried, grinning widely.

Duke just shook his head, he was too worn out to say anymore than that. His body had gone through just about every emotion there was today.

“Wait, why do you have a boner?”

“Huh?”