Chibi Madness

Chibi Madness by dragonwrangler

Warning- Lemon, anal, shadow magic being used in creative ways, and Mahado is a little OOC in parts of this chapter.

Chapter 6

Chaos felt Mahado freeze and glanced up, as Pharaoh stated breathlessly, “Don’t stop!”

Managing not to laugh at the three dazed and lust filled faces watching them, he pressed his weight down against Mahado, grinding their growing arousals together, generating delicious friction as he took in the glazed look washing over the face of the magician beneath him. He leaned down to nip Mahado on the shoulder, focusing a moment on pulling the Priest’s lost attention back to what they were doing.

As Mahado once again began to move under him, Chaos glancing up in time to see Atemu flash a suddenly wicked grin as he grabbed Seth, pulling the Priest’s head down for a passionate kiss. At the same time, Atemu reached out a little lower for Bakura, causing the thief to give a startled squeak just as Atemu was pushed into him by the High Priest.

Before he could look away from that, Chaos was surprised when Mahado grabbed him and suddenly flipped him onto his back. Power flared around the magician as his lips pressed against Chaos’s, challenging and rough and Chaos did not hesitate to answer.
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Giving in to his desires, Mahado decided he would have fun with this as he drew their magic out for the spell.

Magic didn’t always have to be a serious thing.

Gathering the energies around them as he deepened the kiss and Chaos began attempting to regain control, Mahado sent a tendril of magic brushing against the magician’s side, directing it until it found a ticklish spot.

Chaos broke the kiss with a huff of laughter then gave a playful growl as he grabbed some magic to return the favor. Only able to withstand a few moments of that torture, curling onto his side on top of the magician as he tried to breathe, Mahado gestured and sent the tendril to tickle Chaos in that one, special spot.

Chaos‘s eyes widened in surprise and lost hold of the magic even as he gasped out, “Ah! Shit!”

Grinned mischievously, Mahado shifted their positions, rolling to put the magician back on top. Letting the tendril that was pleasuring the magician dissipate, he waited for the response.

“You need to keep doing that.” Chaos stated clearly in a low dangerous tone.

“Make me.” Mahado answered, letting a smirk cross his face.

“Oh I will, Mahado.” Chaos drew out even more magic as he took advantage of his position and pressed his body down. Waiting until the magician was poised to attack; Mahado sent a wisp of magic between their bodies to curl around Chaos’s arousal.

Chaos stared at Mahado even as his body responded to the touch. “That’s not what I meant!”

Mahado just laughed as Chaos attacked. Using the magic to hold Mahado in place a moment, the magician shifted to take Mahado’s stiff member into his mouth and began running his tongue around the tip and down. Not expecting this type of attack, Mahado found himself defenseless against the magician, spreading his legs wider as he groaned deep in his throat, grabbing Chaos’s head as his body arched up in pleasure, barely noticing the magic holding him letting go.

The magic, no longer held in place by either magician, swirled around the two in delight- circling, spiraling, and growing stronger as the two spellcasters moved in rhythm to one another. But as the magic spread out and spilled over the three in the bed Mahado realized, even as Chaos deep throated him pulling a scream of passion from him, that it was too soon for this even though it felt so good.

“Chaos!” Mahado shouted.
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Recognizing the unspoken command in the cry, Chaos reluctantly lifted his head and pulled away, letting his tongue swirl briefly at the tip of Mahado’s cock to catch the salty taste of pre-cum, before bringing his hand up to pinch the tip between his thumb and finger. He watched Mahado bite his lower lip as the pleasure building up within him was forced to even out and Chaos bent over to nuzzle the hollow of the magician’s throat.

Mahado was panting heavily, his body shimmering with a sheen of sweat and magic. Chaos breathed deeply, taking in the musky smell of sex that filled the air and the sharp ozone tang of the mystical energies Mahado was shaping around them.

This was as intoxicating as life could be.

Reaching out, he cupped the magician’s face in his hands and kissed him, slowly and deliberately before dropping his head down to rumble, “Do I still need to make you do what I say?”

A low chuckle slipped out. “Yes, you do.” Mahado managed to breathe out. Chaos felt Mahado grab his head one-handed to pull him back and watched as the magician’s eyes became unfocused for just a moment. Eyes suddenly coming back in focus Mahado added with another lazy smirk, “Though you could always do one better.”

Reaching out to the magic and realizing the three transformed men on the bed were beginning to reach the end of whatever they had ended up doing, Chaos nodded and returned the smirk. “Yes, I believe I can.”

He caught the container of oil he had brought to the room just for this purpose and dipped his fingers in, waiting a moment to allow his own body heat to warm it before gently spreading it around Mahado’s entrance. He worked slowly and ritually, letting Mahado relax and adapt to the sensations before slipping a finger in.

Running his other hand lightly over Mahado’s body, leaning down to occasionally touch tight adnominal muscles with his lips, he slipped another finger in, listening closely to Mahado’s groans.

When he heard Mahado gasp and cry out, rising up slightly to push down hard on the fingers within him, Chaos knew he had Mahado where he needed to be.

Removing his fingers and changing their positions one last time, Chaos said as Mahado straddled his hips, ’It is time.”
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Reaching out Mahado gathered the magic around him, letting it move through him as he pressed down, arching with a cry as Chaos filled him. Relying on Chaos’s strength to balance him, he pulled the spell of reversal to his mind- shaping it to the magic and holding it in place as he moved toward completion.

His world narrowed down to the feel of Chaos moving within him, of the magic moving around him, and the sheer pleasure rocking his body as he cried out the spell as he felt Chaos’s hand close around his arousal to stoke him in time with the movements of their bodies.

Screaming the final words of the spell, Mahado came, his body straining and pulsing in release even as he sent the spell crashing over the figures on the bed. His cry joining Mahado’s as he rose up hard in his own release Chaos let go of his magic, giving Mahado the final mystical boost necessary to seal the spell.

Riding the pleasure as long as he could, amazed how anything could feel so good, he finally fell into Chaos‘s embrace. As his heart and body slowly relaxed, he sensed Chaos shift slightly and felt a warm breath against his skin, sending shivers of pleasure through him.

“That’ll teach you not to do as you‘re told.” Chaos drawled, satisfaction clear in his voice.

Mahado could only laughed at that.
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For a while, Chaos simply held Mahado, enjoying the felt of the magician resting in his arms. Eventually though he pushed himself up, looking over at the three sprawled in the bed. The spell had obviously worked since there was little free space now left on the bed.

“Well?” Mahado asked wearily.

Chaos lay back down beside Mahado, propping himself up on one elbow to run a hand absently over Mahado’s intoxicating body as he answered with a quiet laugh. “They look comfortable.”

Mahado rolled his eyes and sighed. “Yes, until they wake up.”

Giving Mahado a sympathetic look as the magician closed his eyes and covered them with his arm, Chaos asked, “You do realize there is one more spell you need to cast, correct?”

“Another one?” Mahado murmured.

Chaos nodded and spoke in a firm, even voice. “Yes. You need to wipe the memories of today from everyone’s mind.”

Dropping his arm to give him an incredulous look, Mahado asked, “What?”

“You can’t leave Akunadin imprisoned.” Chaos answered reasonably.

Suddenly sitting up, Mahado said angrily, “He cannot control the Eye!”

Knowing the anger in Mahado‘s voice was directed at himself for not realizing what was happening to the elder Priest, Chaos said carefully, “He has a part to play, Mahado- just as you do.”

Mahado’s eyes narrowed as he regarded Chaos, thoughts quickly flashing across his features. “What do you know, Chaos?” he asked softly, his voice vibrating with possibilities.

Chaos sat up and smiled sadly at the young magician, gently cupping Mahado’s face in his hands, as he answered just as softly, “Even if I understood why I would not tell you, Mahado. I only know this must be done.” He looked deep into intense blue as he added, “You know I speak the truth.”

For a moment, resistance flared in those eyes before shifting to weary acceptance.” “I know. I just wish it could be another way.”

Chaos grinned suddenly, trying to soften the blow having to cast another spell was to the exhausted magician. “It’s not so bad.” When Mahado gave him an annoyed look he pointed out, “Means you get to be on top.”

Amusement slowly pulled at the corners of Mahado’s lips. “I think I can accept it then.” Sighing, Mahado pushed himself to his feet. “However, we’re going to need to move Bakura.”

“Why?” Chaos questioned as he rose to join Mahado.

“Apparently he was hiding behind the cabinet when this all started. We’ll need to put him back before we cast the spell.”
Stopping beside the bed and looking down at the three naked men in it, a little amazed at the position they were in, Chaos had to ask, “And how exactly do you intend to get him off Pharaoh?”

Mahado shrugged. “I don’t know. Pull him off, I suppose. Do you have a better idea?”

Chaos laughed. “No, I can’t say anything better is coming to mind.”
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Bakura came to with a start and was immediately aware of two things. His left leg was asleep and the muscles in his back and thighs were oddly sore.

Grumbling to himself he glanced around the edge of the cabinet he was hiding behind he found Pharaoh and his High Priest still passed out on the bed.

Damn Pharaoh, damn Priest.

Rising carefully to his feet, Bakura silently slipped out of his hiding place and started to sneak out of the room when he had an inexplicable desire to get closer to the bed. As he approached, a grin slipped over his face, the temptation to wake the pair too strong to ignore.

Before he could get very close though, Seth suddenly snapped awake, easily spotting the thief. Bakura started to laugh in amusement as the Priest struggled to disengage himself from Pharaoh.

“Let’s see if you can catch me, Priest!” Bakura suddenly shouted as he made a break for the doors, the naked Priest jumping off the bed and running after him as Pharaoh gave a sleepy ‘Huh?”
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Standing just around a corner outside the Royal Bedchamber, Mahado could clearly hear the commotion inside and was not surprised when Bakura flew out of the room laughing crazily.

Mahado was however a little surprised when Seth, yelling obscenities at the thief, ran after him without a stitch on.

Stepping into the hallway, he gestured the startled guards after the pair before looking into the room. Just inside he found a not so awake but just as naked Pharaoh walking up, blinking sleepily at all the commotion. Glancing curiously at Mahado he asked, “Aren’t you going to help him?”

Mahado shook his head. “Seth will catch Bakura or he won’t. I think it best I stay out of the way.” He covered the yawn that followed his statement.

Pharaoh gave Mahado a closer look. “Are you all right, Mahado?”

“Just a little tired, my Pharaoh.” He shrugged. “It was a long night.”

“Well, you have been doing a lot lately. Maybe you should take some time for yourself, I’m sure things can be arranged so you can do so. Just speak to Shimon.” Yawning himself, Pharaoh turned back to his room and said, “For the moment though, could you wait for Seth and let him know I’m going back to sleep? He‘s welcome to join me if he wishes.”

Nodding Mahado responded, “Yes, my Pharaoh.”

Settling his back against the wall Mahado closed his eyes, satisfied that the last spell had worked. He knew he would have to watch Akunadin but it seemed the spell he had cast in the fight with the elder Priest had at least sealed that dark magic for now.

Things were back to normal.

Well, almost.

Mahado sighed and rolled his eyes when he heard Bakura shout insanely, “Tag, you’re it!”

Oh Ra…
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Hope you enjoyed this and thanks for reading!

-dragonwrangler