Blackwater Indiscretions
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
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10
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165
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Blackwater Indiscretions
Author: zehlyah
Archived: Nope. If you want it, let me know beforehand. :)
Summary: It's pretty self-explanatory.
Rating: This one is a big NC17!!!!
Pairings: Marik, Malik, Bakura, Ryou, Yami, Yugi...all of em in all pairings
Feedback: Reviews are my lifeblood!
Characters: Uh...see above
Beta’s: Just me.
Author Notes: Vary chapter to chapter
Disclaimer: I don’t own YGO and make no money off this”
THIS STANDS FOR ALL CHAPTERS OF THIS STORY
The lunch hour had just begun as Malik and Yugi walked to their lockers engrossed in companionable chatter. They shared the previous class so it only made sense that they would keep each other company on the way.
The pair hadn’t always been friends. Malik had immediately hooked up with Marik upon his transfer to the school. Marik was in a clique that, to be honest, scared Yugi. Even though he harbored a secret crush on Yami, one of its members. Several months went by and Malik caught Yugi doodling on the cover of one of his notebooks. The words “Yami + Yugi” standing out in big bold print. But instead of poking fun at the smaller teen, Malik had arranged a meeting for the pair. The rest was history. Now the six of them, including Malik’s best friend Ryou and his boyfriend Bakura, were a tight knit bunch who would do anything for one another.
The cafeteria was extraordinarily noisy as they entered, as it was the last day of school before the three day holiday weekend.
“What took you so long?” Marik asked when they arrived, pulling Malik into a fiery kiss.
Malik’s hands clutched at Marik’s faded t-shirt as his mouth was pillaged.
“I had to stop at my locker,” Yugi explained for his occupied friend. “I’ve got to finish this math assignment before next period starts.”
“Homework?” Bakura surmised, sticking out his tongue distastefully. “What a load. I’ve never done one bit of it and I’m still passing my classes.”
“That’s because I do it for you,” Ryou quipped, arriving at the table just in time to hear the comment.
“Give it a rest, Marik,” Yami said, unable to hear the conversation through Malik’s frantic moans of pleasure.
Marik pulled back. “You’re just jealous, Yami.”
Yami snorted. “Jealous of what?”
“That I can get Malik’s cock this hard any time I want to,” he replied, clutching the teen’s organ through his pants to prove his point.
Malik gasped. “Marik, shit, don’t do that to me here,” he complained, climbing off of his lover’s lap and plunking down between Yugi and Ryou.
“Hell yeah, he’s jealous,” Bakura cried. “Poor Yugi here has probably still got his cherry!”
“Oh, gods,” Yugi moaned, his head dropping onto the open math book on the table. “Malik, if you had to guess, how many people would you say are staring at me right now?”
“At least a hundred.”
“Bakura!” Ryou hissed. “Could you keep it down a little?”
“He does not,” Yami insisted. “I’m just as adequate a lover as you are, Bakura.”
The white haired teen laughed. “Yami, there’s nothing about me that can be considered ‘adequate’. I’m above average in EVERY way. Isn’t that true, Ryou?”
Ryou rolled his eyes. “You’re a god.”
“That’s fucking right.”
“Come off it, Bakura,” Marik said. “I’ve made Malik blow a load eleven times in one night. If anyone here is a sex god, it’s me.”
“Is that true?” Yugi whispered.
Malik shrugged. “Yeah.”
“That’s real good, Marik,” Yami said sarcastically. “I feel sorry for Malik.”
Marik narrowed his eyes. “What are you getting at?”
“Eleven times in one night? Do you even know the meaning of the word foreplay? Quantity over quality, eh?”
“Hey, fuck you.”
Bakura laughed at the heated exchange. “You two can sit and argue all you want. I’m the best and that’s all there is to it.”
Malik gestured for his seatmates to lean closer to him. “I know how to put an end to this. Just follow my lead.” The others nodded and Malik cleared his throat. “You know, Yugi,” he said. “I’ve sort of wondered what Yami is like in bed. Is he all romantic or one of those guys who reserves their aggression for the bedroom?”
Ryou had to bite his lip to keep from laughing at the shocked expression on the older boys’ faces.
“Uh, he’s really good,” Yugi replied, struggling to maintain a straight face. “He’s got the biggest-”
“That’s enough, Aibou, thanks,” Yami said quickly.
“Well, what about Marik?” Ryou interjected. “I’ll bet he’s the type to pound into you so hard that you end up walking funny for days afterward.”
“What the fuck, Ryou?” Bakura exploded.
“That’s right!” Marik exclaimed.
Malik’s grinned. “And Bakura,” he said to Yugi. “Don’t you wonder what it is that he does that has Ryou always wearing bandages in one place or another?”
“Oh, definitely,” Yugi replied. “He’s probably the kind of guy who likes to use sexy toys too.”
“Wouldn’t you like to know,” Bakura stated with a lecherous grin.
“Who do you think is the best in bed, Ryou?” Malik continued. *See how they like it, those jerks.*
“Well, I don’t know,” Ryou replied, one finger to his chin as he pretended to mull it over. “Bakura is excellent, don’t get me wrong. But I’ve always wondered if Marik could outdo him in the violent sex department.”
“What the hell are you talking about?” Bakura growled.
“What about you, Yugi?” Ryou asked, ignoring his boyfriend’s jealous interruption.
Yugi paused. “I sort of wonder what it would be like to be with someone who wasn’t so afraid I’d break,” he admitted, letting a bit of the truth leak into his response.
“Ha! Hear that? You can’t satisfy your own boyfriend,” Bakura laughed.
“Go to hell, Bakura. You’re really one to talk. I’ve seen how Ryou limps to and from his classes. You don’t know how to make love to him. All you know is how to fuck.”
“And you, Malik?” Yugi asked, overlooking the argument exploding around them.
Malik laughed. “I can’t form an opinion,” he stated. “I’ve only been with Marik.”
“I can do a lot more than fuck, Yami. Just ask Ryou.”
Yami bristled. “Well that wouldn’t be a very fair assessment, would it? Of course he’s going to sing your praises, he’s your boyfriend!”
“Yami, calm down,” Yugi said.
“Yeah, Yami, you’d better listen to him,” Marik said with laugh.
Yami turned to face Marik. “Do you have something to add?” he asked angrily.
Marik sat back in his chair and put his feet on the table. “I do,” he stated. “Nothing is going to get resolved with this argument. The only way to find out who the best is would be find someone we’ve all been with. No one here qualifies.”
“Wow, Marik, you think that up all by yourself?” Bakura chided.
“So I propose,” Marik said loudly to override Bakura’s interlude. “A contest. To see once and for all which of us is the best.”
“What do you mean?” Yami asked.
“Assuming that you three are okay with it,” he granted, nodding to Malik, Ryou, and Yugi. “We choose one of them to judge us.”
Malik snickered, followed by Yugi. “You want one of us to judge which of you is the best in bed?” he laughed.
“Are you serious?” Yugi chuckled, finding the whole idea to be an exercise in lunacy.
“Hey, I’ll agree to it,” Bakura replied. “I’ve got nothing to hide. I KNOW I’m good.”
Ryou bit his knuckles to keep from laughing. “Are you three so insecure that you’d resort to this as a means to prove your manhood?”
“Hold on a minute,” Yami spoke up. “That’s not a fair suggestion. If Malik volunteers, Marik will win, Ryou would vote for Bakura, and so on.”
“Hey that’s true,” Marik said. A silence passed as he pondered other options. “I’ve got it. First of all, are you three okay with this?” he asked.
“Sure,” Ryou and Yugi replied in unison.
“Why not?” Malik put in.
“Okay then here’s what we do,” Marik continued. “We’ve got the three day weekend ahead of us. Starting tonight we all swap partners. We each spend one night with a different partner, ending up with our own boyfriends on Monday night. On Tuesday when we come back to school they decide who the king is.”
“The king?” Ryou repeated. “What, do you want a trophy?”
Malik and Yugi burst into a fit of laughter.
“Can you three get away for the weekend?” Yami asked. He and Marik each had their own apartment and Bakura had inherited a large house on the ritzy side of town so none of the three would have to deal with the hassle of parents.
“No problem,” Ryou replied. “Dad won’t be back until late next week.”
“What about you, Aibou?”
Yugi thought a moment. “I’ll tell Grandpa that I’m staying with you, okay Ryou?”
“Sure,” Ryou replied. It was a farce they’d pulled off several times before.
“I’ll be able to,” Malik stated. “Isis is probably already expecting me to spend the weekend with Marik.”
“Good,” Marik said. “So we’re all agreed?”
“Agreed,” Bakura said with a grin.
“Agreed,” Yami repeated, wondering again what he’d gotten himself into.
Yugi brushed away tears of laughter and turned to a fresh page in his notebook. “Okay, who goes where tonight?” he asked.
“Put Bakura with Malik,” Ryou snickered. “I’ll go with Yami and you can go with Marik.”
“Okay,” Yugi said slowly as he wrote the information down. “So then tomorrow is Yami and Malik, Ryou and Marik, and me and Bakura.”
“Right,” Malik stated. “Then the last night is normal.”
“I can’t believe I’m doing this,” Yugi whispered to Ryou.
“Me neither,” Ryou confided. “But it’ll serve Bakura right. I know him. He gets jealous when Malik and I hug. Imagine how he’ll be when I’m sleeping with his two best friends.”
The bell rang, signaling the end of the lunch hour. The group stood up and gathered their trays. “So we all meet in the parking lot after school,” Yami suggested. “We can split up from there.”
Everyone nodded in agreement and went their separate ways, each deep in thought about what they were about to do. All had reservations, some more than others, but not a single one could say that they weren’t excited and looking forward to the weekend at least a little.
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This is just a bit of drabble that I wrote while taking a well-earned break from PoV. It may very well be an effort in crap-production but its been really fun to write. There is the promise of lots of citrus-y goodness between six of the hottest anime characters ever invented...so lemme know if I should continue!!