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Love Lies

By: MarikIshtar77
folder Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating: Adult ++
Chapters: 40
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Twisted Love

Thank you for the reviews!!!!!! *big hugs for reviewers* I’m so glad you like my latest
creation!! You all RULE!!!!!!!

Bakurasgirl: You’re wish is my command, LOL

Yami Sango: Thank you!!!

Horizont: The first chapters were an experiment....(to see if the story took off or not) Future
chapters will be much longer:-) And I totally agree-Marik and Bakura are hotness personified!

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This chapter has a lemon.....and from they way it looks, the next chapter will too.

Twisted Love

            Ryou flinched as Malik ran his fingers over the long laceration that ran the entire length
of his jaw.

“That’s quite a gash Ryou, what happened?” Malik ask as he leaned over to sip his iced tea
through a straw.

“Hell if I know Malik, I woke up like this.”

Malik shook his head.

“Must have been one hell of a nightmare.” he snickered sarcastically.

Shouting from across the busy pizza parlor turned their attentions away from Ryou’s personal
matters momentarily. They both turned around to see what all the commotion was all about.

“YOU CAN DO IT JOEY! I KNOW YOU CAN! ” Tea Gardner screeched as Joey Wheeler
violently hit at the paddle buttons on the pinball machine.

Malik let out a long groan and turned back to Ryou.

“Maybe Tea was in your dream and you were beating yourself to death because she can never
shut her trap.”

Ryou covered his mouth as he burst into laughter.

“YAY JOEY!” Tea shrieked at the top of her lungs.

Malik buried his face in his hands and shook his head.

“I need to get out of here before that mindless twit drives me to commit a felony.”

Ryou reached into his pocket and pulled out a few coins. He tossed them on the table as he stood
up.

“Good thinking. Would you like to come over to my house?”

Malik shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly as he got up to leave.

“I don’t have anything better to do, I might as well.”

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            Upon their arrival at Ryou’s house, they were shocked to find the front door left wide
open. As they stepped inside, they realized something more had happened besides a door being
left open.

“Gods Ryou, you really need to clean this place once and a while .” Malik cracked sarcastically
as he looked around.

Ryou stood back in disbelief.

“My house-its........trashed...what the hell? Is it possible somebody broke in?”

A sly grin broke over Malik’s face as he inspected the door knob.

“I bet you’re right Ryou, and the thief is probably still here!”

Ryou’s eyes widened as he took Malik’s wise crack seriously.

“Than we should get the hell out of here! Call the police! Something!”

Malik snickered as he closed the front door.

“I’m just joking Ryou. I don’t think anybody broke in. There’s no signs of a forced entry
anywhere. I think you just forgot to close it after you left.”

Malik’s words gave no comfort to Ryou. He backed himself up against a wall and looked around

the chaos he called home.

Malik patted Ryou on the shoulder and smiled.

“Ryou.......it doesn’t look as if anything has been taken. To be quite honest with you, it looks like
there was some wild sex going on here last night. Is there something your not telling me?”

Ryou rolled his eyes.

“Don’t you think I’d remember something like that?”

Malik shrugged his shoulders.

“I know I would......but you know Ryou, it would explain how you woke up looking like a freight
train ran you over.”

“Im not that kind of guy Malik. Besides, you need a partner to have sex, and I’m single as the
night is dark.” Ryou replied as he bent over to pick up a potted plant that had spilled over.

Malik helped him scoop as much of the dirt back into the pot, but a lot still remained on the
floorp>
p>

“I’ll go get the vacuum, be right back.”

Malik began tidying up while Ryou was out of the room.

He noticed the shattered remains of a crystal vase laying in the middle of the floor. He got down
on his hands and knees and began picking up the shards.

“How tempting” a lascivious voice growled from behind him.

Malik turned his head to look. Before he could see who it was, he was sucked into his soul room.
Marik now took his place, wearing a provocative grin.

“Why don’t you come a little closer........Bakura”

**********LEMON BELOW********************************************

Bakura got down on all fours, like a cat about to pounce it’s prey. He crawled seductively over to
Marik with fire in his eyes.

“Looks like we have the rest of the day to play.” he purred.

Marik lowered his eyes to meet Bakura’s. He leaned his face closer to Bakura’s and nipped at his
lower lip.

“Quit the small talk and fuck me”

Bakura wasted no time. He grabbed two fistfuls of spiky, platinum hair and dove in for Marik's lips.

Marik wasn’t even phased by the sharp tugging at his hair, it only drove him more wild. He
gripped Bakura’s shoulders and pulled him closer. He ran his hands down Bakura’s back,
stopping just long enough to get a grip on the back of the yami’s shirt. With a quick jerk, he
ripped the material right off of Bakura’s lanky form. Marik set the torn shirt aside and ran his
hands along Bakura’s spine.

Bakura whimpered as the coolness of the air ran its icy fingers across his exposed flesh. Marik
brought his hands back to Bakura’s now bare shoulders and dug his nails deep into the soft flesh.
Than, with a violent shove, Marik threw Bakura backwards. Bakura landed on the floor with a
resounding thud. Marik growled as he covered Bakura’s body with his own.

“Marik.....I need you.......in me” Bakura panted as he ran his fingers over Marik’s defined chest.

Marik bit down hard on the side of Bakura’s jaw and laughed.

“Not yet......we’ve only just begun”

Marik began to grind his hips over Bakura’s in a rhythmic motion. Bakura cried out as his lover
pressed against him.

“You make me so hot Marik.........gods......”

Marik nipped playfully at Bakura’s bottom lip before sitting up and straddling his waist.    He
pinned Bakura’s arms to the floor above his head and began to lay a lustful trail of nips and
kisses down his chest and abdomen. The sensations made Bakura writhe below his lover.

“Marik......just fuck me already!”

Marik used his teeth to undo Bakura’s jeans. Bakura raised his hips so that Marik could remove
his clothing the rest of the way. Marik stared down at Bakura’s naked body for a few moments,
taking in it’s intoxicating perfection.

Bakura opened his eyes and looked at Marik quizzically.

“What’s the hold up Ishtar?”

Marik let out a playful growl.

“Always in a rush.......don’t you ever take time to enjoy the finer things in life.....er......afterlife?
Sorry, I forget you’re a spirit sometimes.”

Bakura rolled his eyes.

“Oh, that’s it Ishtar........you’re in trouble now”

“Ooh, I’m so scared” Marik laughed.

Bakura let out a feisty snarl and lunged forward, tackling Marik onto his back.

He quickly ripped Marik’s clothes right off his body, leaving them both completely at each
others mercy.

Before Marik could react, Bakura flipped him onto his stomach. Without any sort of preperation,
Bakura plunged himself deep inside Marik’s tight canal.

Marik grunted repeatedly as Bakura forcefully jammed himself in and out of him.

“HARDER! HARDER!” Marik breathed heavily between clenched teeth.

Bakura granted Marik’s wish. He pounded into him like a jackhammer on high speed.

He could feel his release gathering inside him, but it wasn’t time to let go just yet.

Bakura reached around his lover and found the treasure he was looking for. He continued to ram
into Marik as he stroked his rigid manhood. Marik’s body shook with impending release.

“Oh gods..........oh yeah......do it Bakura!”

Bakura could feel Marik nearing his climax, so he pumped him even faster. In the heat of the
moment, Bakura couldn’t help but drag him nails down Marik’s back, leaving a bloody trail in
their wake. Marik moaned as his flesh was lacerated. The sight of the blood tricking from the
scratches sent Bakura’s senses soaring. He leaned over and licked the traces of blood froe
fe
fresh wounds. The taste was intoxicating, causing Bakura’s body began to convulse.

“I’m there........*pant*.......Ishtar...*pant*....come with me.”

Marik let out a scream as he allowed his body to reach its climax. He twitched under Bakura’s
touch, releasing his passion into Bakura’s hand.

Bakura whimpered as his body took control over his mind; bringing him to a violent climax. He
released his passion into Marik’s tight canal before collapsing on top of him. Both men laid
there breathing heavily for a few minutes, savoring every second.

Once their breathing returned to normal, Marik bucked Bakura off of him and snatched up the
shirt he’d torn off of him earlier.

Bakura looked up at Marik with an evil grin.

“What’s that for?”

Marik licked his lips and began to laugh.

“Don’t worry........I won’t hurt you..........yet”


Next Chapter: More Marik x Bakura lemon! *SQUEEE!*

Next update: tonight or tomorrow



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