Good Morning Beautiful Day

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Yugioh or the characters therein, nor the song Good Morning Beautiful Day.

WARNINGS*** This story contains Yaoi (men having sex with men), shouenen-ai (male/ male relationships), swearing, references to rape, and drugs. If you are offended by any of these things or simply do not like to read about it, leave now; you have been warned and read at your own risk.

“Indicates normal speech of course”
~Song Lyrics~
*Person on the other end of the phone*
‘Thoughts’

GOOD MORNING BEAUTIFUL DAY
by Terra

Malik Ishtar blinked groggily at the large red numbers on the clock; it took a few seconds for the time to register in his sleep clouded mind. He groaned; it was too early to be up. Since coming above ground, he hadn’t missed a single sunrise, not even when under the control of his darker half, but sunrise was still at least an hour away.

Turning over, he scooted deeper into the comfort of his bed, accidentally nudging the warm body beside him. He blinked, momentarily confused then smiled as the events of last night returned.

He eased the blankets back, revealing a sea of inky black hair. Carefully, he brushed aside the jet black locks, drinking in the sleeping face of his now lover. In the early morning quiet, he wasn’t afraid to acknowledge the powerful emotions he felt for Otogi. And after last night, he wasn’t afraid to love the raven haired man, nor to let Otogi love him.

He watched the long silky strands run through his fingers as he uncovered more of his lover’s face.

With a soft moan, Otogi shifted to nuzzle against Malik’s warmth. He blinked open an emerald eye, and smiled at the blond.

~Good morning beautiful
how was your night ~

“Good morning. Have a nice nap?” Malik murmured, brushing a light kiss against soft lips.

“Yes, I did,” Otogi slid his arms around Malik’s neck, pulling him down for another kiss. “You?”

~Mine was wonderful
with you by my side ~

“Good.” Malik felt himself sinking into those emerald pools, not caring if he ever surfaced again. “Regrets?”

Otogi shook his head and moved to lay on his lover’s chest, “You’re awake early, considering all the exertion of last night.”

Malik chuckled, “I wanted to see the sunrise.”

“Mind if I join you?” Otogi yawned.

“Please do.” The Egyptian wrapped his raven haired lover in his arms, and sighed, content with his life, for the first time ever.

~And when I open my eyes
and see your sweet face
It's a good morning beautiful day ~

Malik absently stroked Otogi’s back, “I’m glad you have no regrets about being with me last night.”

“Why would I?” he pressed a kiss to the lightly tanned chest.

Malik sighed, “My dark side. He can still be a danger, especially to you...now.”

Otogi cupped his cheek, turning Malik to face him. “I trust you. I trust you to control him, and to protect me from him if he comes out.”

Trust. That was something Malik thought he would never have from anyone involved in Battle City. His dark had terrorized them all, in one way or another in his insane quest for power. They had not only forgiven him, but accepted him as an equal. It felt strange to the blond young man, good...but strange.

It had been a struggle for Malik to learn how to keep his dark half under control, and at times of stress or high emotion, he would still emerge. Malik was still a danger, but his new group of friends didn’t seem to care, even going so far as offering to help. He didn’t really understand why, and he was sure the red haired girl, Amara, had something to do with it. Whatever their reasons, he was thankful to have some of the emptiness of his life filled.

He brushed the back of his fingers down Otogi’s face, “What did I do to earn your trust?”

Otogi smiled at him, “Let me love you.”

~I couldn't see the light
I didn't know day from night
I had no reason to care ~

Otogi pulled Malik down and kissed him tenderly yet passionately. Malik quickly took control, deepening the kiss and nipping at Otogi’s lower lip for entrance. The dice master readily complied, letting his Egyptian lover roam freely within his mouth.

Malik pulled back, breathing deeply. He gazed into Otogi’s eyes, gently caressing a thumb along his cheekbone, “You have no idea what you have done to me do you?” He pressed a kiss to Otogi’s forehead. “You have brought light into my life, a pure and healing light. You give me a reason to care, about myself as well as others.”

“You give me too much credit, Malik. You did the hard work on your own. You fought down your dark, and continue to do so every day, that can’t be easy.”

“M’hm, but you gave me back hope, and a reason to overcome, overcome my childhood, my insanity, my dark, and my fears. Without you, I wouldn’t care if he destroyed me, or the world.”

Otogi pulled back from his lover. “Don’t say that, baby. Ever,” his voice laced with worry. “You sound as if you were suicidal or something.”

Malik gently stroked Otogi’s cheek, “I was. That was why my sister brought me along when Seto asked her to come to Domino. I felt alone and lost in the darkness, and I didn’t care if I ever saw the light again.”

“You’re not like that now. What happened?”

“Do you never listen?” Malik claimed Otogi’s lips in a passionate kiss, “You happened.”

~But since you came along
I can face the dawn
'Cuz I know you'll be there ~

Malik pulled back, breaking their kiss. He marveled at the beauty in his arms. Jet black hair framed Otogi’s flushed face, emerald eyes half lidded, glowing with passion. This was something he had longed for, never letting himself believe he would have it.

“Will you stay with me, and love me as I love you?”

Otogi smiled, his eyes sparkling, “Just try and get me to leave.”

~Good morning beautiful
how was your night
Mine was wonderful
with you by my side
And when I open my eyes
and see your sweet face
It's a good morning beautiful day ~

Malik pulled Otogi up for a deep kiss, smirking as his lover moaned when he ran blunt fingernails over sensitive nipples. His raven haired tiger was so responsive, it thrilled the Egyptian.

The dice master hummed in appreciation as Malik’s tongue dipped into his waiting mouth. He slid his own muscle along the edge of the intruder to lick at the roof of his lover’s mouth. He withdrew to lightly suck on Malik’s tongue then repeated the entire process, causing a shudder to run through the Egyptian’s body.

Otogi ran his fingers down Malik’s face and neck, softly exploring the smooth tanned skin. He trailed over shoulder and chest to softly pinch a brown nipple, rolling it to pebble hardness.

Malik groaned, as he felt the familiar fire starting to burn deep in his stomach. He cupped the back of Otogi’s neck lovingly, delving deeper into the kiss. ‘Gods he tastes so good, like sweet fruit wine after a day in the desert sun.’

“I love you.”

Malik groaned, knotting his fingers in the raven locks as Otogi bent to take his other nipple into his mouth. He lay fully on top of the blond, resting his weight on arms and knees, hemming the Egyptian in with his lithe body. Malik cried out at a harsh nip on his over sensitive flesh.

He lay back against the pillows, giving himself up to his emerald eyed lover. He had only wanted to fuck the others he had been with, but it was different with this man. Oh yes, he would soon have the raven haired dice master writhing beneath him, and screaming his name, of that there was no doubt. He wanted more with Otogi; to wake up beside this man, to sleep with him wrapped in his arms after hours of making love to each other, and to spend the rest of his life showing this man how deeply he loved him.

“I love you too.”

Malik cried out, arching his back as Otogi lightly brushed his thigh against the blond’s arousal. Smirking, the raven haired duelist repeated the action with slightly more pressure.

Growling, he flipped them over, pinning the dice master beneath him. “You think to tease me mortal?”

Otogi blinked. His lover’s eyes were no longer their normal amethyst, but were tinted to a purple so deep they appeared red. “Malik, come back to me, baby,” he said softly, kissins his lips.

Malik rest his forehead on Otogi’s shoulder; his body tense and trembling from his internal struggle. “Please, Malik. I love you. Come back to me,” Otogi murmured, caressing his lover’s back.

“I’m sorry,” Malik whispered. “I should leave before I hurt you.”

“You didn’t last night, and you won’t now,” Otogi scattered small kisses over the Egyptian’s jaw line. “I trust you.”

“He’s so close to the surface of my mind. I may not be able to hold him back,” tears of hopelessness glittered in Malik’s eyes.

“Then don’t. Let his mind join yours. That way you only have to keep him in check instead of suppressing him,” he trailed kisses over the other side of Malik’s jaw, “I need you Malik. I want you, all of you. He is part of you, and I love that part too.”

Malik closed his eyes a moment, when they reopened; they were a swirl of amethyst and blood red. “Don’t let me hurt you. I never want to hurt you,” his voice a blend of his and his dark’s.

Otogi stroked a tan cheek reassuringly, “You never will.”

Malik crushed his lips to Otogi’s, nearly savaging the raven haired duelist with his mouth. He wanted this man, and he would have him, for all eternity.

Otogi gasped for breath when Malik released him, his mind fogged by the intensity of that kiss. It felt as if Malik was trying to pull his very soul from his body. He cried out as Malik attacked his neck. He knew the Egyptian had drawn blood, and when Malik’s tongue ran seductively over his skin, cleaning away the crimson drops, he didn’t care.

“Now the world will know you are mine, my raven haired tiger,” Malik murmured nipping gently at his ear. “Forever.”

“That’s a long time; you could get bored with me,” he ghosted his fingers down Malik’s side and across his hip, grasping his arousal roughly.

Malik groaned, “Impossible.” He pulled Otogi in for another bruising kiss, grinding hard into the dice master.

~I never worry
if it's raining outside
'Cuz in here with you,
the sun always shines ~

Otogi hissed in pleasure as Malik cupped his erection. After a few tender strokes, the blond slid down Otogi’s slender body to lap the pearly drops from his length. He lightly nipped the head of Otogi’s manhood and kissed it soothingly, before taking him completely into his mouth.

Otogi’s fisted his hands in Malik’s blond locks, whimpering with pleasure, “Malik, don’t stop... please...please... never stop.”

Malik smirked, humming around his lover’s plump length. He grinned when Otogi cried out as he released him, making the dark haired duelist scream when he deep throated him. He trailed his tongue up the sensitive underside of his shaft and twirled it around the head before engulfing him once again, sucking hard.

Otogi lost all sense of time as Malik continued his magnificent task. He thrashed his head, moaning as his hips began to buck urgently into the heaven of Malik’s mouth.

Malik rose up from his throbbing arousal, kissing his shaft gently before claiming his lips, sharing his own distinctive taste with him.

”Why did you stop?” Otogi panted.

“We will come together, tiger,” Malik kissed the hollow of his throat. “Where did we throw the lube last night?”

Grinning, Otogi stuck his hand under the pillows, pulling out a nearly spent tube. He took Malik’s hand in his, squeezing a generous amount into his palm.

Malik pushed a single slick finger past the tight barrier into Otogi’s entrance. Otogi tensed at the intrusion, biting his lip to keep from crying out. “Take a deep breath and relax, my love. I’ll be gentle.”

Otogi willed the tension to leave his body, concentrating on the sensation of his lover preparing him. He arched up as Malik added a second finger, hitting the one spot inside his body that made his world tilt on end.

Malik took one of Otogi’s hands in his as he gently scissored the digits, stretching his lover. His breathing hitched at the sight before him; his emerald eyed tiger’s body glistened with sweat, midnight bangs sticking to his face; his entire body was flushed and he was panting lightly.

Through a haze of pleasure, Otogi reached out to run his fingers through blond silk and lightly caress his lover’s face, “Take me now,” he murmured.

“Patience, my beauty.” Malik slipped his last finger inside and began to move them in and out, further stretching his lover. “All things in their own time.”

Otogi groaned, pressing down onto Malik’s hand.

Satisfied his lover was ready; Malik withdrew his fingers, chuckling at the protesting whine he received. He reached for the tube, ready to slick his length. Otogi’s fingers closed over his hand.

“Let me,” he murmured, taking the tube.

He emptied the tube into his hand, tossing it to the side. Keeping his eyes locked on his lover’s, he smoothed the cool gel over Malik’s hot flesh, lightly grazing him with his nails.

Malik threw his head back in ecstasy. His lover’s hands were magic, teasing him to near painful hardness. He grabbed Otogi’s wrist gently, pulling his hand from his body. He swung his body over, positioning himself at Otogi’s entrance.

“You will not deny me the fire of your body,” with a quick, hard thrust, he buried his throbbing erection into the heat of his lover.

Otogi cried out in pained pleasure as his lover filled him. Malik groaned as well, the velvet fire of his lover’s body wrapped around him, pushing him near the edge.

“Ra, so tight...so hot.” His body trembled with the strain of holding still for his lover to adjust.

“Fuck me, love,” Otogi pushed up against him. “Like you never will again.”

Malik groaned, pulling out to thrust back in, deeply. His angle let him brush Otogi’s pleasure bundle with each stroke, making him arch off the bed, screaming and clawing Malik’s back.

“Scream for me, tiger,” Malik ordered. “I want to hear that sweet voice of yours scream my name.”

Malik established a slow rhythm, switching between short, quick thrusts and slow, lazy ones. He leaned down claiming Otogi’s mouth, mimicking the motion of his hips with his tongue.

Otogi wrapped his arms around Malik’s neck, pulling the Egyptian closer, “Faster...I need you,” he moaned.

Malik brought Otogi’s slim legs over his shoulders and angled his thrusts. He slammed into him, hitting his prostate, roughly. Otogi screamed, his nails biting into Malik’s forearms.

Otogi was lost to the sensation of Malik’s fierce loving. He writhed on the bed, moaning as he was thrust toward completion. His body tensed, as Malik grasped his shaft, pumping mercilessly.

Panting, with sweat dripping down his face, Malik’s body demanded release as he increased his pace. He felt Otogi’s body tighten. Growling, he pressed deeper, harder.

Otogi arched up off the bed, screaming Malik’s name as he came; his seed hitting their chests with drops splashing Malik’s face.

With a final thrust, Malik snarled his release, filling his lover with his hot essence. He collapsed on top of Otogi, and lost his battle to remain in the conscious world.

Malik slowly awoke to gentle hands caressing his back and soft lips ghosting over his face. He nuzzled against Otogi’s neck, pressing light kisses to his jaw.

~Good morning beautiful
how was your night
Mine was wonderful
with you by my side ~

“You okay?”

“Yes.” With a reluctant groan, Malik withdrew from his emerald eyed lover, rolling over to wrap him in his arms. They lay together, each lost in his own thoughts.

“I love you, Malik.”

Malik kissed him sweetly, “I love you.”

Otogi glanced out the window, “You missed the sunrise.”

Malik cupped Otogi’s cheek, turning the raven haired man to face him, “No, I didn’t. I saw the sunrise in you face as I made love to you. Even in the dark of night, I have my sunrise.”

~And when I open my eyes
and see your sweet face ~

Otogi kissed him tenderly, “I guess we better shower.”

“M’hm, we wouldn’t want to miss the wedding.” Hesitantly, Malik sat up on the edge of the bed, running a hand through his tangled hair. He felt the bed shift as Otogi rose up behind him then moaned as soft lips pressed to his shoulder.

“We’ll save time if we shower together,” he murmured, running his hands over Malik’s chest.

“Think so?” Malik smirked.

Otogi nodded, “If I were to fuck you on the bed, we’d just fall asleep again.”

Malik grinned, pulling his lover into his lap, “You are insatiable.”

“You like me that way,” Otogi kissed his forehead. “Your eyes are still tinted red. Think anyone will notice?”

“Yes, definitely Amara, Yami, and Bakura.”

Otogi sighed, “I guess we’ll get hell from one of them. So much for a good day.”

Malik tilted Otogi’s chin up, “No, my love, it will be a good day,” he kissed him deeply, “Nothing can ruin the days I wake up beside you.”

~It's a good morning beautiful day
Good morning beautiful day ~

THE END

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