A Dirty Lawn Scene
A Dirty Lawn Scene
Title: A dirty lawn scene
Authors: Marika + Wayfarer
Notice: And no, this doesn't have anything to do with Yugi… or the riding lawn mower. ^_~
Summary: Malik apartment?
No, Bakura disagreed.
Ryou came home for dinner, a light smile already on his lips. Never before had he seen his yami, the thief king Bakura, cook. Needless to say, he was looking forward to an interesting night.
"Bakura! I'm home! What's for dinner?" Ryou said, bright and chipper.
"I'm not your damned house wife! You cook!" Bakura retorted angrily.
"But I can already smell your cooking. And... it's very .... distinct. What are you making?"
"I.... I'm not making anything! It's the apartment next door. I stole their chicken right off the grill, and they still don't know it's gone yet. Kekekekke...." Bakura laughed. "I earned the great title of Thief King for a reason!"
"Oh dear, Bakura how many times must I tell you not to steal my neighbors things? Remember what happened with the dog?"
Ryou frowned remorsefully
Immediately, a smile was brought to the theif king's face. "Ahh yes. The puppy incident. The stupid mutt had it coming to him."
"It was a her, but that's beside the point." Ryou sighed. "Anyway, I know what chicken smells like, and that's certainly not chicken!"
"So what if it isn't? I'm allowed to make whatever I want. And you have to eat it. Even if it's dogfood!"
Ryou's hand flew up to his mouth at the mention of dogfood. "Oh god, please tell me you're not making dogfood..."
Rather than respond, Bakura continued to cook and whistle merrily while he worked.
Meanwhile, Ryou thought it would be a better idea if he left the house for a bit so that his stomach could settle down. No sooner had he walked through the door, when Malik tackled him onto the lawn.
"I'm so sorry..." Malik whispered. Gently, he stroked Ryou's soft light hair with a sad smile. "I'm sorry I made you sad."
"Ahh ahh! Malik, you didn't make me sad... not recently at least. Could you get off me now?" He pleaded cutely, his deep soft brown amaretto and hazenut chocolate fudge eyes shining like a beautiful lotus blossom, popping out of the muck of the earth.
"No Ryou, I have to show you how sad I am that I made you sad. I have to make it up to you..."
"Uhh no.. really that's not necessary!" Ryou stammered, not know what else he could say.
All I want is your love and forgiveness!"
Suddenly, a spatula flew through the kitchen window (the one next to the stove, not the one next to the microwave) and hit Malik square on his head.
Malik, however, did little more than glare at Bakura before quickly stripping Ryou of his clothing. The neighbors glared in disapproval, but Malik was only encouraged to remove his own clothing. Tenderly, he cupped Ryou's cheek in his bronzed hand and whispered to him. "I will win you now."
"Huh?" Ryou had a pretty good idea of what was going to happen next, but even so, Malik baffled him at times. As he felt the Egyptian's warm hand close around his member, his eyes slowly closed. How he wished that they could do this within the privacy of his home. But he had foolishly left the house and walked right into the every horny Malik.
Malik did nothing to hide his already prominent erection, sliding himself easily between Ryou's thighs, awakening Ryou's sex with every move of his body.
"Ah!," Ryou gasped in surprise, his cheeks flushed. "Shouldn't we go inside before--."
Before Ryou could finish his sentence, Malik blatantly ignored his meek protests and kissed him, pressing him down into the soft green grass of the front lawn. Instantly, they heard whispers coming from neighboring houses, and doors slamming shut loudly. Unfortunately, this only persuaded Malik to try and strip off Ryou's clothing as well.
"Unnnmmm...." Ryou moaned softly into the kiss, momentarily unconcerned with the loud banging of doors around him. Of course, this wasn't the first time Malik had jumped him like this, it was just the first time outside... in the open... where everyone else could see. Suddenly Ryou felt very small and self conscious. With a small but firm hand, he did his best to push Malik away.
Malik paused for a minute, looking at the boy with concern. "Ryou, are you all right? You're squirming more than usual."
"I'm okay, it's just... Umm, well..."
The birds started chirping. Kids playing basketball down the street decided to point and laugh. Malik was completely oblivious.
"Something the matter?" Malik asked, blinking innocently down at Ryou.
"...you do realize we're outside, in the open," Ryou said nervously. "Everyone can see us..."
Malik glared at the kids down the street. Instantly, he snapped his fingers and Yami Malik appeared in a puff of smoke! Malik pointed at the kids, frowning.
"Go get them!"
Yami Malik ran off after them and chased them up a tree. He sent them to the shadow realm and disappeared.
Meanwhile, Malik smiled down at Ryou lovingly. He placed a quaint kiss on Ryou's nose.
"Better?" Ryou shook his head and gave up, leaning back into the grass. Huldnuldn't say he wasn't used to people being randomly sent to the shadow realm either. Later, he would have to send Bakura after them to bring those children back, but in the meantime, he was having much difficulty ignoring the lustful teen above him, and his own desires. "Mm--Malik..."
"I know, I'm the greatest aren't I?" Malik smiled, flashing his sharp, pointy, white teeth. He could feel Ryou's body warming beneath him, his muscles tensing with anticipation, though the boy did his best to hide any sort of reaction. "Heh, Bakura's taught you well."
"Damn straight!" Came a yell from the kitchen.
"No he's not." Yami Malik said, as he stared intently at Malik and Ryou while sitting indian-stylfeetfeet away from them. Ryou was a little weirded out, but as long as he wasn't trying to kill, roast, and devour anything, he wasn't complaining.
The distraction of Yami Malik did not last very long though, for he was soon completely enraptured with the teen above him.
As Malik continued to grind against him, Ryou felt himself growing dangerously close to the edge, and he knew that if he crossed that line, without his lover crossing it as well, that there would be dire consequences. At least with Bakura. "
Malik-! I-I think I'm..."
TO BE CONTINUED
Yami Malik decided that he didn't like the words "TO BE CONTINUED" that appeared shining above his head suddenly, so he took each letter down one-by-one and ate them like a ravished hyena.
Still, Ryou was enthralled with the tanned teen who lay atop him, pushing him closer and closer to the edge with each subtle (and a lot of not-so-subtle) friction. Malik knew what was coming (all too literally), and also knew exactly what Bakura would do to the both of them if he took the pale boy out on the lawn without Bakura's presence there as well.
So he did what he felt was the best course of action. He ground harder against Ryou, moaning aloud encouragements to the pale haired boy. With delodelong glance, he looked through the kitchen window, as if to taunt Bakura. "Oh Bakura... if you don't come quick you're going to miss all the fun..." Then, as if he had made some mistake, he feigned ignorance and said, "Oh wait, you have cooking to do. That's right, I forgot."
Deep growls of fury echoed from the kitchen. "YOU KNOW DAMNED WELL THIS IS THE MOST IMPORTANT PART!!! MALIK, YOUR SKINNY EGYPTIAN ASS IS MINE TONIGHT!!!"
"Sounds like fquotquot; Was the boy's only reply before diverting his attention back to amE>Ryou. "Don't you listen to him... you go ahead and... heh... come at me all you want..."
Ryou needed no more encouragement to release himself in a sticky mess between their heated bodies, he had been holding on for quite some time already. Yami Malik had even had time to eat ALL of "TO BE CONTINUED!" With a deeply pleased sigh, he allowed himself to twitch in Malik's arms with the release. The boy was still moving quickly and roughly above him, letting him know that he was close too. Even so, he couldn't help but feel bad for coming before Malik. Casting his eyes downwards, he murmured, "I'm sorry..."
Malik leaned in close, bringing their noses together. His eyes were playfully upset as he planted a quick kiss on Ryou's lips.
"You're no, le, letting go so quickly...&; Ma; Malik snaked a hand down between their bodies, coating his fingers in the white, sticky substance. He brought it to his lips, licking it off of his index finger with an entranced expren, en, eyes closed. He moaned louder than before, playing up the act as intensely as possible.
"Oh BAKURA," Malik shouted, "You're MISSING so much!! Your Hikari tastes so GOOD! MMmmmmmmhmmm...."
More deep growls were heard from the kitchen, as if an elephant had recently trampled on some of Bakura's good catnip.
Unfortunately, it was only Yami Malik, who had grown bored after Ryou was done climaxing, and decided to chase a possum up a tree, and a skunk, and a deer, and an antelope in his free time. He was a skilled hunter after all.
Meanwhile, Malik had decided that there was no point in waiting for release any lon
"Ryou... may I..."
The happy smile never left the boy's face as he nodded in consent. "Honestly I'm sused sed that you haven't taken me already. But please... prepare me first..." The boy said softly, not wishing for the later activities that he would undoubtedly have to participate in with Bakura to be any more difficult than they had to be.
"Whatever you want," Malik said with a devious grin. He slicked his fingers in the hot stickiness between their molded bodies, sliding two inside without hesitation. Ryou was used to such treatment, his muscles relaxing almost instantly. The smoothness of the fingers that twisted around inside of him turned him on once again, making the moment more pleasurable.
Malik was quick to action, glad that Ryou did not need much more preparation than two fingers and something slippery to ease the pain. He slid his hot, engo mem member inside of the boy, reaching as far in as he could manage. Ryou cried out his name, but not in either pain or surprise it seemed. In fact, Malik didn't rightly know why Ryou had screamed his name, but he hid this well. Instead, he hugged the boy to him to calm his shuddering, which had also b som sometime ago and had gone unnoticed by the Egyptian boy until now. Remaining within the deliciously hot confines of Ryou's body, he leaned closer to the boy, taking in his scent like a canine. Softly, from the back of his throat, he purred, "Ryou..."
The boy with the amaretto hazlenut chocolate e soe soft brown eyes sighed, his own sex awakened from the delightful invasion.
As if to intice Malik further, he licked his palms and ran his hand along his own length, moaning softly.
Malik needed no further coaxing. Without a word, he leaned down and claimed Ryou's still moaning lips, tasting the lingering flavor of the boy's lunch still in the back of his mouth. Ryou was breathing harder again, and Malik had to admit, it was a miracle that he had held out this long himself.
As Malik continued to pound into his willing body, Ryou felt a flush of embarrasment rise to his cheeks. He couldn't come AGAIN before Malik! But Malik was obviously quite skilled in this department, and since they had done this many times befohe khe knew where to strike Ryou to make him scream for more. And indeed, he was screaming.
Hearing the delicious screams, Yami Malik returned to the scene!
"Hallelujah!" cried the evil spirit, raising his arms into the air. "It's a
Before Yami Malik could leap high into the air and land painfully atop the steaming couple lying entwined in the grassy knolls of the front yard, Bakura called out to him with a loud, annoyed voice.
"GET BACK HERE, you idiot! If you so much as THINK of jumping on my Hikari without my permission, you'll suffer the pain of my wrath for all eternity in the shadow realm!"
"Young, sniveling CHILDREN belong in the shadow realm!t; Yt; Yami Malik retorted with a flick and swish of his cape. "Bwahahahaha - you shall regret the mere suggestion of sending ME into darkness. I AM the darkness INCARNATE!"
Laughing like a maniac on caffeine, Yami Malik dashed inside the door of the home and into the kitchen where Bakura was cooking, ready to annoy him with all of his might.
Ryou was able to hold out, using all of his strength to prevent another miscalculated ejaculation. With a few more intense thrusts on the most unreliable spot within his body, as if on cue, Malik and Ryou came at the same moment.
"That wasn't so bad, now was it?" Malik nipped at Ryou's neck with his teeth playfully. "I can tell you liked it. Twice."
"...shame on you," Ryou responded. "I need a bath."
"I'll jump in with you."
"Only with Bakura's permission."
Bakura, from the kitchen, must have heard what Ryou said. He flashed a brilliant grin.
"Your damn right, only with my permission! See, I DID train him well!"
"He's so difficult sometimes," Malik sighed.
Ryou nodded in agreement. "Yes, but if you invite him along, too, he will be appeased."
"That's what I like to hear!" Came Bakura's voice from the kitchen again. "'Appeased'... I like that."
They ignored Bakura as the white-haired spirit, cooking like a pro, began talking senselessly to himself about minions and revenge against the pharaoh with sporks and smkittkittens.
As the two teenage boys lay panting in each other's arms, bare naked on the front lawn and soaked in each other's secretions, the sound of sirens blared down the street. The two were contentedly oblivious until the cops came up and surrounded them, bringing out handcuffs and trying not to avert their eyes from the crime scene.
"You're both under arrest for public indecency," said one officer, holding up his badge. "Stand up, now, come on--."
Malik complied hastily, with a smile. He spread his legs, even, to give the cops a better view. Ryou, however, curled up in a ball on the ground and tried not to cry.
"Like what you see, officers?" Malik swirled his bronze hand over the white substance all over his stomach, winking at no one in particular. "We put on quite a show, didn't we, Ryou-dear?"
"I'm not involved..." Ryou lied terribly.
"P... put your clothes on this instant," said the policeman nervously, not particularly unimpressed with Malik's display of nudity and a little ashamed of it. "This was reported in by all of the neighboring houses. Supposedly there was an incident with chasing some children up a tree as well, all involved with strange other people from this house. We have suspicions that there are drugs and alcohol involved."
Malik frowned, placing his hands on his hips and cocking his thighs to the side. He snapped his fingers, and Yami Malik appeared at his side in a cloud of smoke! The Yami was grinning wildly, showing off his neatly sharpened teeth and his wild, bestial eyes.
"Do whateeever you want with them," Malik stated with a cute smile, blowing a kiss to the cops who would suffer a cruel fate.
Yami Malik complied. He cracked his knuckles and began the chase! He stabbed one police officer in the shoulder, one in the kidney; the others he kicked in the bladder, bit off an ear, and gave a super-wedgie. Then he sent them into the shadow realm.
Malik jumped on his Yami with a glowing happiness, wrapping his arms around his crazy dark half's neck and planting a kiss on his cheek.
"You're my hero!"
Yami Malik grasped hard to Malik's bare waist, bringing them eye to eye. "I will devour your flesh and consume your body with DARKNESS!"
Malik recoiled. "You know, I'm suddenly not so fond of that idea..."
"Don't strain yourself, master," Yami Malik cooed. "It will only make the pain harder to bear--."
Malik eeped as his Yami dragged him back inside of the house, eager to have his way with his light(er than he was) side.
Malik's screams, however pleasure-filled one may have thought they were, echoed down the otherwise quiet street.
After a minute, Bakura slid out the front door to find Ryou sobbing on the ground. He rolled his eyes, poking the boy with his foot.
"Hey, dinner's done. Better get inside and eat quick, or I'll have to drag you in myself. You know I'd enjoy that more than YOU would, so you better get to it."
Ryou nodded and sat up, but he looked so sad that even Bakura had to take off his overshirt and hand it to his pathetically embarrassed hikari.
"You had sex sex on the lawn, in front of all those people, and you did it without ME," Bakura chided, holding tight to Ryou's waist as he led the exhausted boy back inside the house. "You're going to get a beating like no other... AFTER you eat my dinner."
"It wasn't all that wild..."
Bakura paused, looking his hikari in the eyes as he shut the door. They stood just inside the doorway, and Bakura began to smile, an evil look in his eyes.
"It WILL be, once we're done eating--."
the )(@#-ing housewife. Next time, Ryou makes dinner and *I* screw Malik on the front lawn... My suffering will be repaid in blood. Their screams will wake up the old couple next door who give Ryou cookies on his way off to school! Damn them..." He yelled out loud, banging his hands on the table. "AND YOU ALL BETTER GET YOUR ASSES DOWNSTAIRS IMMEDIATELY AND EAT THIS CRAP BEFORE I GO UPSTAIRS AND SHOVE IT DOWN YOUR THROATS!! YOU TOO, RYOU!"
He sat back and sipped his glass of chardonnay with elegance. Revenge would be sweet that night, indeed.
TO BE CONTINUED?