Rain

Rain

Summary: When it rains, its pours, but that doesn’t stop these two.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-gi-oh. If I did…*begins to laugh evilly*
Warning: SMUT! *squee*
Author’s Note: Here's what ya'll all have been waiting for! 'Cept Mokie Noa of course...Miri Won the Contest! WOOT! SMUTTY SMUT!

Yugi had been asleep all day. He didn’t know where Marik was and right now, he didn’t care. Though the room was air conditioned, he’d tossed and turned so much that he was quite sweaty and that just grossed him out as the sheets began to stick to him.

He got out of bed and went to take a shower, aware of Atemu down in the shop, blasting music.

Once he was done getting clean, he put on a short sleeve shirt and some shorts, opting for some sandals instead of his sneakers. He was about to go back and laze around on his bed when he heard taps on his window. He walked over and looked down, Marik waved to him.

“Come downstairs!”

“You’re late!” he said, realizing it was nearly six. “Where were you?”

“You don’t even care. You were sleep!”

Yugi thought about this and shrugged. He was right, he didn’t care. “I’ll be down in a sec…”

When Yugi came outside, he looked at the sky, letting Marik pull him close and kiss him neck. He looked at him and kissed his mouth.

“You smell like motor oil.”

“I know…”

“Looks like rain…”

They kissed again until they heard a cough from the door way. Atemu was waving them off.

“You’re scaring away customers.”

Marik said a few choice words to him in Egyptian and the Pharaoh scowled, muscles bunching. Yugi got on behind Marik and the two zoomed off into the city.

“Where are we going Baby?”

The golden haired yami pointed to a nearby check cashing place and Yugi blinked. Why would they be going there?

They parked out front and went inside, Marik slapping down his ID and pulling out a rectangular piece of paper. Soon the transaction was done and the Egyptian pocketed the wad of cash, Yugi still looking on, puzzled.

“Marik, what was that?”

“I got paid.”

“From where? Was that a payroll check?”

The spike haired, cursing as they stepped outside. It was pouring. Fat drops of rain were coming down in sheets, coating everything and everyone unlucky enough to have umbrellas.

“Run Chibi!”

Yugi whined, even as they ran for the bike and got on, Yugi gripping Marik tightly. “Damn it Marik!”

“Shut up and come on…”

The yami started up the bike and they zoomed through the wet and flooding streets, water splashing them, thoroughly soaking an unfortunate Yugi.

Thunder boomed over head, causing the short teen to cry out and cling to his boy friend tighter, the snaking lightning in the distance doing nothing to calm his demeanor.

“Marik…” he moaned, sobbing. “Marik I want to go home!”

The Egyptian was wet and at the speed they were going, he couldn’t even see properly, not to mention the fact that Yugi was squeezing the life out of him every chance he got. He growled and sped for his house, trying to not get in any accidents as rain water hit him full in the face.

The rain began to calm down a bit and Marik saw an ice cream stand. The sign said, “Come when it Rains and get Two Scoops for the Price of One!”

He pulled into the parking lot, dragging a soaking wet Yugi with him. “Want ice cream?”

Yugi wiped water and tears off his face, squeezing out the end of his shirt. “Okay…”

They went over to the counter, both very wet and got ice cream. Yugi got Strawberry and black raspberry while Marik got Vanilla and Strawberry.

The hikari gaped. “You like Strawberry ice cream?”

“Why wouldn’t I? It’s good.”

Yugi shrugged, taking his ice cream from the girl behind the counter. “I just figured…you’d like a different flavor…”

Marik paid and took his ice cream. “Like what?”

The boy began to spoon ice cream into his mouth. “I dunno…”

They ate in silence while the rain thickened again, the smell of rain soaked earth permeating the air. When they were done. Marik tossed their cups and they got back on the motorcycle, the rain beginning to lessen.

Again they drove through the rain, by the time they reached Marik’s house, the sun was going down. They both went inside, just as the sky began to rumble and Yugi cursed.

“Marik, I’m all wet and –”

Thunder crashed, angry and silencing and all the power went out. Yugi whimpered and moved closer to Marik.

“I don’t like this…” he whispered.

“It’ll be alright…” the Egyptian whispered back, fingers tracing over Yugi’s wet t-shirt. “Let’s get you out of these…”

They went upstairs and Yugi peeled off his t-shirt, jumping every five seconds as lighting flashed or thunder cracked. Marik was already in a pair of dried boxers and pulled Yugi close, kissing him and undoing his belt.

“You need to get out of these; I don’t want you sick…”

The tri-color hair boy nodded and let Marik peel off his shorts and boxers. He turned crimson realizing he was completely naked. The other boy rubbed him down with a towel and Yugi took it, sitting on the bed.

“Can I borrow some boxers?”

Marik was staring at Yugi’s body, the way the cream colored towel fell over his shoulders and the way just enough of his thigh peeked out to give him dirty thoughts.

“Yami Marik?”

The golden haired boy nodded and went to his clothes drawer. “You want the silk ones or, these ones you gave me with the flying strawberries?”

A giggle sounded as rain beat against the window. “You’re a flying fruit Marik!”

The Egyptian turned around smiling, the expression nearly dying on his lips as he beheld his lover.

Illuminated by lightning strikes and patterned all over with rain, the shorter teen was a vision. His hair, thorough soaked, was lying nearly flat against his head, the tips touching his shoulders.

He groaned, going over to the bed and kissing his boyfriend. “Sorry I was gone all day…”

“It’s okay Marik. But you definitely owe me a date…”

The Egyptian nodded and felt Yugi’s hands in his hair. He watched the boy slip off his towel and sit up on his knees, drying the yami’s hair. Even as the towel went over his eyes, the youth could just imagine his Chibi’s body moving back and forth as he dried his hair.

“Yugi…” he breathed, reaching out blindly to grip the boy’s waist. “Stop Baby…”

“Am I hurting you?” he took the towel away and looked into Marik’s eyes. He was the picture of innocence.

Marik swallowed and leaned up. “Don’t you know what you’re doin’ to me?”

Yugi smiled and kissed his forehead, sighing softly as the yami began to kiss all over his shoulders and down towards his abdomen.

“Marik…”

“Mm…” the yami laid him down and kissed him more, trailing hot kisses into his inner thigh, finally losing his control and taking the hardening member into his mouth.

“Marik…” Yugi whimpered and gripped the sheets, a leg kicking out, ruffling the bed spread.

He held the boy’s hips down and went to work, swallowing his lover whole and grinning as Yugi’s purrs turned into cries and pleas for release.

Just as he felt it, he backed off, reaching for his night stand, Yugi reaching for him, begging for kisses with his pouting swollen mouth.

“Marik…Marik come back here…”

The boy drew back, lube in hand and leaned over his boyfriend. “I’m right here…what do you want?”

Yugi pulled at the boy’s boxers, sliding down on the bed to capture it in his mouth. Marik swore and sat back on his legs, trying to find stability anywhere, the sheets, the head board, Yugi’s hair, anywhere.

He was thrusting into the boy’s mouth, grunting and moaning loudly. “Baby –god yes! Yes! Fuck yes…”

Yugi withdrew and grabbed the lube, giggling as he put some on his fingers. Marik stared at him.

“What’re ya doin’?”

The boy winked and reached under himself, sliding in a digit and gasping. “Oh my god…Marik oh my god…” Yugi pushed the digit in himself and moaned, falling forward on the boy’s chest.

Marik whispered hotly in his ear. “You like that don’t you?”

“I do…” he purred, adding another digit and giggling breathily. “Marik –baby lay down…lay down…”

Marik did as he was told and laid back and that’s when he saw the most erotic thing he’d ever seen. He thought he’d lose it right there as he watched Yugi fuck himself with his own fingers. The boy added another finger and rode himself, moaning and pushing down, hitting the place inside that made him scream.

He did and so did Marik as he came all over both of them. Yugi laughed and removed his fingers, rubbing the remains on Marik’s wilting hard on, bringing it back from the dead.

“Ready baby? Still have enough left for me?”

Marik nodded fast and thrust his hips up. “C’mon…”

Yugi positioned himself and slid down to the hilt, tossing his head back as he adjusted to the thickness. They hadn’t done it this way since their mini vacation and he loved it. He felt movement and came back to the present. Marik was already trying to thrust into him.

“What do you want Marik?”

“To fuck you…now move…”

Yugi began to stroke himself lazily, moving up and down slowly. “Is this what you want?”

Marik looked like he was going to go berserk; he fisted his hands in his hair and bucked up wildly. “Damn it Yugi fuck me! Fuck me please!”

The boy chuckled darkly, starting to move faster. “I love it when you beg…”

“Mm…whore…” Marik arched and began to moan. “Fuck me fuck me…”

Yugi slammed up and down erratically, his own passion clouding his mind. He was laughing and moaning with need alternatively, screaming as Marik began to fist his hard on.

“Fuck me baby! Do it!”

“Marik!” he shouted, tossing his head back and pushing the boy’s hands away from his weeping cock. He stroked himself, faster and harder as his body did the same and suddenly he tensed, howling his release as the storm outside raged.

Marik just gave a loud groan and thrust up into his lover’s body, cum over flowing and as Yugi bucked, spilling out onto both of them. When they were done, Yugi was still all over him, his tongue seeking, his mouth nipping.

Marik could only moan and guide his lover’s head as he was cleaned and kissed. Yugi came to his mouth and sought his tongue out, the two muscles wrestling while his eager bronze hands found purchase on the Japanese boy’s back and smooth hind quarters.

“Again, Marik again…”

“Need to rest…in a little bit…”

The boy hummed and purred, body still trembling and tingling with the after shocks of sex. “Bath…”

The Egyptian laughed. “Did you just give me one of those? You’re like a cat in heat…damn…”

Yugi yawned and drew the towel over them. “It isn’t my fault…you should have never bedded me if you weren’t ready to deal with the consequences…”

Marik closed his eyes, grabbing a handful of ass. “I don’t regret it either…”

Through the rain they heard more moans and Yugi giggled. “I didn’t know Marik was home…”

“Hm…we do now…”

Yugi felt his eyes drooping as he looked out of the water blurred window. Storms were just rain after all. And now that he’d found this new rainy day activity…

He wouldn’t be hiding from them any more.



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