Stalemate

Title: Entrance to the Underworld

Um…nothing to say…except sorry about any spelling errors, thoughts are between // and:


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* Bakura’s POV/Past *

We reached our destination: The Underworld. It was nice little underground brothel, unknown to everyone except for those who frequented it. Entrance was only permitted to regulars and their guests. The crowd that frequented this place was mostly rich, married and middle aged men; the only young people permitted in were part of the brothel itself. I had knowledge and access to this place through a slight … acquaintance with it’s ‘owner’. He was a very interesting man, with whom I had quite a background. Marik and I walked silently towards what looked like an abandoned building.

“What the hell are we doing here? This is a fucking broken down building.”

“Ever heard that looks can be deceiving?” He stared at me for awhile then answered.

“Ah… so it’s an underground place, eh? This is its disguise. Funny, isn’t that sort of cliched?”

I shrugged “It works…”

“Mmm…I always figucopscops were dumb.”

I snickered at that.

We made our way into the ‘abandoned building’ and I led him to a partially hidden flight of winding stairs that went downward into the ground. We trudged on for a good five minutes in complete silence, the echo of our footsteps the only sound. When we finally halted in seemed we had reached a dead end, I turned and walked a few paces to my right and stuck my finger in a hidden hole, I searched for a few minutes, and found what I was looking for. A tiny button, I pressed down and counted in my head.

/One Mississippi, two Mississippi, three Mississippi, Five Mississippi/

Then I let go. I waited three seconds and I did again, this time when I let go there was a loud buzzing sound and a trap door opened up in the ground. As I turned I saw that Marik had been partially standing on the door as it opened and he lost his footing, cursing wildly in a language I couldn’t place. He fell over--straight on me. That was the first time, for me anyway, that I actually noticed him.
To this day, I still don’t know why I noticed him that night. In the two weeks I’d known him I’d seen him many times bending some woman or man over and taking them like the savage animal he was but he had never truly struck me. I’d noticed he was hot and that any man who would pass up the chance of fucking him was completely out of their damned mind. But I hadn’t noticed that I wanted him, really, really wanted him… Perhaps it was because his falling over caught me completely off guard. My defenses weren’t up for a second, complete concentration had taken them away, and all of a sudden with no warning at all, there he was in my arms. His chest pressed against mine, one of his thighs between my legs pressed flush on my crotch while mine was pressed flushed against his. His two hands had reached forward to grab hold of my arms for balance and his forehead was placed on my shoulder.
Our contact only lasted a split second before he pushed off of me and prepared to punch me, I didn’t give him a chance. I lunged forward, pushing him up against the closest wall. He stumbled backward almost falling again but I was holding him firmly and pinned him to the wall. I heard him growl, enraged that I was dominating him and he fought back his knee making contact with my stomach more then once. I grunted and backhanded him, he moaned.

“Son of a bitch!” I whispered “You are a fucking masochist aren’t you.” It wasn’t a question, it was more of an amused statement.

“What of it?” he answered back

“Nothing” I answered before pressing myself flush against him and whispering in his ear “we could get along like you never imagined.” My tone was slightly suggestive and I felt him stiffen against me.

“I don’t like being dominated…”

“You will be dominated…By any means necessary. I guarantee you.”

He laughed harshly “In your dreams boy! I promise you will crawl on your knees at my command before my sister makes us leave this city.”

/ LEAVE? Leave this city?! HAHAHAHAHAHAHA! Boy, you aren’t going anywhere! I’m going to break you. I’m going to make you mine… and then I’m going to let you die…if you leave, you won’t be alive…/

“We’ll see…” was all I replied.

/Soon enough you’ll just be another scar./

“Well, are we just going to fucking stand here or are we going in? I don’t think that door is going to stay open long enough for us to settle this.”

“No I don’t imagine it will.”

I let him go but did not back away, he pushed at me viscously walking to the trap door and throwing an “Assfucker!” over his shoulder. I grinned and grabbed his waist pressing my hardened penis against is pert butt.

“You, have no fucking idea!” I whispered. I heard him chuckle evilly but quietly deep in his throat before he removed my hands and continued his way down the door.

/ That homicidal laugh drives me crazy…Boy, I can’t wait to bend you over! Or maybe I’ll tie you down…Both of your arms and legs tied behind your back. Have you lying on your stomach—NO! I’ll tie you to a stick… Like a pig going to be roasted, that king size cock of yours glistening like an oiled up sausage and-/
“Kura!” His voice snapped me out of my reverie and I looked passed the door, he was staring directly up at me and I didn’t realize the door was closing.

“Move you fucking retard! You going to orgasm up there or what?” I frowned at him, but quickly made my way down so as not to get locked out.

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* Marik’s POV/Past *

My body was still humming wildly from the contact it had just had with Kura, I had been chiding myself internally the whole time we were up there for wanting him to be pressed on me. True, I actually wanted him beneath me, but against me none the less. My penis was still twitching from my envisioning his mouth around it…

/Knowing Kura…he’d probably attempt to bite it off if I ever got him in that position./

I sighed, somewhat forlorn, and I saw him glance at me through the corner of my eye: that wasn’t a sound I made often. Not then anyway… We only walked for a little longer before we reached another door, Kura opened it and allowed me to walk in before him. As I walked past he grabbed my ass and squeezed it – hard- I winced a little, but my penis began twitching insanely once again, like a worm on a fishing rod…I looked down at it briefly frowning.

/This is not good…/ I knew that stubborn little bastard more then I knew my own mind. Once it decided it wanted to be in someone…

/You won’t fucking rest t’ill you spill your fill! – HEY that rhymes!/ I frowned at my last thought.

/Malik…Goddamn twin! I guess he does influence me… a little./

“Hey! You two!” an unfamiliar voice came and snapped me out of my thoughts, my head snapped up and I searched around the dark room. I saw him, he was tall, taller then Kura and I anyway. He was about six-feet, so yeah he was tall. He had jet-black hair, ocean green eyes and a odd looking dice earring dangling on his right ear. But then again, all of his clothing was … odd. Well, more – for the lack of a better word- ‘fetishy’. He had a trail of black makeup coming down his right eye and he was wearing tight, extremely short leather shorts. He did not have a shirt on, much to my delight. He was slimly built…a dancers body. I smiled at him but my smile soon fawhenwhen he spoke.

“Get out! I don’t know how you two got in, and quite frankly I don’t give a damn, but get out!”

I was about to snap at him but Kura got his words out faster then I… / Goddamn him!/

“Listen here you little shit! I don’t know who you are, but unless you want to taste your own ass, I suggest you get the fuck out of ouy.” y.”

“I am the bouncer here-”

“The bouncer?” I interrupted (I just couldn’t help myself) then I grinned “If you ask me, you look like the great fuck here…” Kura eyed me and I saw something flicker in his eyes for a second, then it was gone replaced by anger again as he stared the bouncer down.

“You are a bouncer here? I don’t know you!”

“Correction, you stupid albino, I don’t know you!” As soon as the insult came out, I could tell Kura didn’t find it funny. Apparently, the black-haired Adonis had hit a soft spot. Kura lunged forward and grabbed him by the neck and the bouncer struggled viscously. I thought about helping Kura but decided I’d rather watch the two struggle… They were both wonderful to look at and the thought of them exchanging blows was making me terribly horny.
They both struggled for a good amount of time but, as I had been expecting, Kura slowly but surely gained the upper hand. He grabbed the bouncer by the throat and began squeezing, the bouncer’s face became red as a tomato and his eyes began fluttering. Just then a female figure busted through a door behind the bouncer. I almost gasped.

/Another vixen!/

She was blonde, her long hair flowing slightly past her curvaceous waist. She was wearing, something that was supposed to be a suit but, what it actually was, was pink leather and plastic. The see-through plastic ran between her buttocks and vagina lips like a thong, it was attached at the front to a little heart-shaped pink, leather patch that covered her clit. A single string ran up from that and split, halfway up her belly into two.They went up her voluptuous breasts only to meet one more pink heart that covered each nipple. Both plastic strings ran on from there, joined at the back into one again and ran back down her spine and into her buttocks.

The woman ran forward and grabbed hold of Kura’s arm. “My King! My King! Forgive him! I beg of you… He’s new…He’s foolish…He doesn’t know who you are! Please we don’t want trouble…The cops are digging to find out if the rumors about this place are true! A dead body to get rid of will not be good-”

I could tell that she was getting desperate, she was looking for someway to make him let go. But she knew Kura was damned stubborn and would not be swayed once he set his mind to something. The hope was almost out of her eyes then they lit up and she said rather calmly, despite the panic in her eyes:

“Imagine the inconvenience –and the rage- you would cause the Pharaoh…If the corps were to help the cops get a proper lead on this place.” I was rather stunned when, at the sound of the word ‘Pharoah’ Kura’s whole body jerked and he quickly released the bouncer. The girl breathed out in relief as Kura reached upward and brushed his hand through his snow-white hair. He glared at the bouncer, Otogi, who was desperately trying to catch his breath, then he glanced at me, his expression unreadable then away before he looked at the girl.

“So, Mai, is the Pharaoh in today?”

She grinned widely and nodded vigorously “Yah! He’s been in for about three weeks straight non-stop…” I saw Bakura’s eyes narrow, he didn’t seem happy.

“Really…” he stated, his voice deathly quiet “Who’s is –or are- the lucky men?”

“Oh! It’s not that…it’s not that at all! He hasn’t been working…Just playing really...” Mai had gone over to Otogi who had his hands on his knees and who was wheezing uncontrollably, she put a hand on his naked back and patted it.

“It’s almost as if-” her eyes snapped up and settled on Kura then she smiled “well, you’ll see.”

Then her eyes moved from Kura and settled on me, I saw as her eyebrows shoot up and she gave me an appreciative once over before licking her lips and asking:

“And who’s he?”

Kura stepped forward grabbed her chin harshly and pulled her forward “Remember your place in my presence!” Immediately her eyes settled on the floor and her body posture became submissive.

“Forgive me my Lord.” She answered

“I’ll think about it…Take me and my guest inside. I wish to see the Pharaoh” I saw his eyes fill with rage again, very briefly “and this 'play' he's been having.”

Mai nodded and helped Otogi up, she whispered to him something about taking a break, he nodded and turned around. What I saw gave my penis a seizure and a huge grin crossed my face. His short shorts were…well, none existent at the back. The leather shorts went around his waist to keep it up and clung to his legs, but his butt was bare and absolutely waiting to be banged.

My grin wavered, however, when Kura walked over to him slapping his ass loudly before grabbing it.

“You owe me an apology bitch-boy!” I heard him whisper “Don’t get that ass too sore, I want it in tip top shape.” I felt a pang of…jealousy?! I had no idea that I had let out a low growl until Kura, Mai and Otogi turned to give me somewhat bewildered glances. To cover it up I gave them all ‘the finger’, pushed past them and walked right into the actual brothel, mentally cursing myself in Arabic all the way.

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All right people, I’m gonna stop here for now… I sorta feel like the chapter is incomplete, but there is going to be a whole new world in the brothel and I need to gather up my thoughts before I actually put them on paper… Plus, this chapter was actually quite long. And I’m tiered. And I wanna watch the OC. And University is driving me bats… and and and and…. I could go on forever. So I’ll just say that I’ll update soon.

Oh, thanx Sisco and DracOnyx for the reviews! Really, really, really appreciate them!

Bye for now!