Who's the Boss?

A/N: Here we go kiddies~ I have finally updated this story. I realize that it is a long time in coming and I am soo sorry about that. As some of you know, my mother passed away in the middle of September, and that as well as dealing with her disease as well as the stresses of everyday life, prevented me from sitting myself down to write anything much for a while.

But, here you go, lemon-y Malik/Yuugi action. And for the record, I hope that my Malik information is right... I got most of it off webpages and what friends told me. I really more randomly picked him as Yuugi's partner, but then when I read his backstory, I thought this fit perfectly. I hope everyone else agrees... Anyway, enjoy! (I hope...)

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Yuugi smiled as he walked through the door to Malik's apartment.

"I'm home!" he called out.

Malik came out of the kitchen, an apron tied around his waist and a pan of muffins in his hands.

"You made it in time to try my lemon'cranberry muffins." He smiled, stripping his oven mitts and stepping acroos the room to place a kiss on Yuugi's cheek.

Marik studied Yuugi for a moment, a strange bemused expression upon his face, still wondering how such a prefect feeling of completeness was possible. For centuries, his soul was filled with such hatred that it had blinded him to anything but seeking his revenge upon the Pharoah. When he had discovered the truth about his father's death, that his Yami had been responsible, he had been unable to control his grief. He had offered himself up to the Pharoah for his years of murderous intent. The Pharoah has taken pity on him, and instead of taking his life, he made Malik swear fealty to him, and to his hikari, Yuugi.

Malik didn't realize it then, but it was the best thing that had ever happened to him. Yuugi was the most honest and true person he had ever come across, especially after years of dealing with Yami no Malik and his endless shadow games.

Just being around Yuugi made Malik want to be a better person. Over time, he and Yuugi became closer, nearly inseperable, and then one day, it just happened. Yuugi looking his eyes and had seen something that Malik himself hadn't realized yet. They'd been together ever since.

Yuugi had taken a seat on the couch, settling down with one of Malik's fresh muffins, tossing it back and forth between his hands before taking a bite. Malik leaned over the back of the couch, draping one arm along Yuugi's chest and trailing a lazy finger around the shallow dip at the base of Yuugi's ear.

"So," he murmured, replacing his finger with his lips, "how's the muffin?"

Yuugi sighed softly, a fluttering, happy sound, leaning his nead to the side to allow Malik better access to the sensitive spot on his neck. He shivered slightly as a strand of Malik's silvery blonde hair brushed against his skin.

"It's good," Yuugi said quietly, trying to muster the concentration to speak about his conversation earlier that day. "You know, honey, I visited Jounouchi today."

"Mmm... honey," Malik purred into Yuugi's ear. "That sounds like it could be fun." Malik chuckled huskily as he slid one hand down the collar of Yu's plain white shirt.

Yuugi turned and faced Malik, a laughing twinkle in his eyes.

"I see you missed me, eh, Malik?"

Malik murmuer his acknoledgement as he took advantage of Yuugi's upturned face and claimed his lips in a passionate kiss.

Yuugi grinned slightly, reaching an arm up to wrap around Malik's neck. The light blonde nipped at Yuugi's lip, sending a shiver through out his body. With a sudden playful tug, he pulled Malik over the couch and onto his lap, the boy's buttocks landing squarely on the steadily growing bulge between Yuugi's legs.

Malik grinned evilly, grinding his ass against Yuugi's crotch in a circular motion, making the darker blonde lean back, a soft groan escaping his lips. Yuugi's eyes closed tightly as Malik shifted to face him, the older boy's knees bracing the other's legs on either side, keeping him from moving. He brought Yuugi's face to his, nibbling and suckling his lips with heated passion. A tanned hand slipped down and rubbed Yuugi through his pants, the bulge rising to greet it. Nimble fingers moved quickly and unzipped Yuugi's pants, the boy's member springing out, a small bead of moisture collecting at the tip.

Locking Yuugi in an intense kiss, Malik wrapped one strong hand around the other's shaft, moving slowly up and down as the other hand tangeled into Yuugi's spiked hair. Yuugi moaned softly, but it was swallowed as Malik opened his mouth to delve his tongue deepy into the smaller boy's mouth. His tanned hands moved down the spiky-haired boy's chest, unbuttoning his shirt before he slid down to his knees in front of the couch.

Yuugi's hands found Malik's hair, his fingers flexing as the silvery blonde head began moving up and down his shaft. His eyes shut tight as Malik's tongue swirled around his head, flicking at it with the tip of his tongue. Malik continued his machinations, increasing his movements to a fever-pitch until Yuugi gave a soft, almost pained cry, and he gripped the tanned boy's hair tightly, releasing into his mouth. The platinum blonde's pink tongue darted around Yuugi's head gently, cleaning up every last drop.

Yuugi sighed, turning to Malik as the tan boy say next to him on the couch.

"And what about you?" he smiled drowsily, looking at Malik with shining violet eyes.

"I'll get mine later," Malik smiled devilishly.

Yuugi chuckled. He was in for an interesting night.