My Incubus

First Chapter of a story where Pegasus and Yami Marik become lovers for one single night.

NC-17, Yami Marik and Pegasus Yaoi
Disclaimer: Don't own characters/show (If I did I wouldn't be writing Fanfics)
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Though he wished for greater things, the white-blond haired boy, around fifteen years old, tan skin, dull purplish eyes, could only dream of glory, power and devotion, along with revenge—though it would be futile to strive for vengeance now, he no longer felt the presence of his enemy from the living realm. Stuck in a realm of shadows, seeing nothing but darkness all around, Marik could figure out no way to permanently escape his prison. His living counterpart, the ‘Good’ Marik as he was called, had banished him from his mind and body, trapping ‘Yami’ Marik within shadow and night.

Thought there had been a night where Marik found himself free from the Shadow Realm and wandering through the living world—though his form had been little more than a ghost; however he enjoyed that night immensely. Now he floated through the emptiness of the Shadow Realm awaiting another chance to explore the living realm.

During his first visit back to the living world after his banishment, Marik had found himself within a fancy, intricately decorated room. Walls of sapphire blue, with the natural oak wood accenting it around the doors, windows and the base between the wall and floor. Furniture made of pinewood, elegantly crafted for efficiency and appearance, perfect to the finest detail.

White silk curtains accented the open windowed balcony doors, immaculate and flowing in a soft night breeze, cool and refreshing. Bright shining moonlight filled the eerie beautiful room, illuminating the bare, hardwood floor, leading to a king size four-poster bed, a canopy of delicate material hanging overhead.

Upon the mattress sheets of red satin, shining in the natural light of the moon lay smoothly, not a crease or wrinkle marred the expensive fabric. Pillows of white satin, small and fluffy, lay at the headboard of the oak wood bed invitingly, untouched and spotless. Marik stepped soundlessly up to the bed, imagining how it would feel to lie down upon its satin sheets, to feel the smoothness of the delicate, glossy fabric. Reaching out to trace his tan fingers along the material, dismayed when his fingers failed to contact the satin, going right through it like a ghost’s, someone stepped into the room from the balcony, walking right for the bed.

White blond hair swaying slightly with every step, pale Caucasian skin shining brightly in the moonlight, dressed in pure white night clothes of the thinnest, most rich material, Pegasus walked into the room observing the décor lazily. He didn’t notice the Egyptian boy Marik, didn’t see the boy longing lustfully at him and the room—Marik was merely an unseen shadow of this world, with no formal body to substantiate him, though he wished for one.

All night long Marik yearned for the man sleeping in that king-size canopied bed, gazing lastingly down upon him as Pegasus slept; curious as to why and how he was here in this room instead of completely trapped in the Shadow Realm. Remaining silent for the remainder of the night, Marik only moved at the break of dawn, taking one final look at the fair beauty lying on the bed, bringing his ghost lips down upon Pegasus’, and then he found himself back in the Shadow Realm kissing the air.

Ever since that night Marik longed to return to that room, just as he longed to feel with a physical body again, taking in every sensation bestowed upon a mortal body. As it was, the Egyptian boy had yet to find himself back in that room, four long dreary months passed as he awaited his return to the living world, never forgetting the gentle face of the man in the bed sleeping peacefully.

During the fifth month of waiting, Marik awoke to the fact that he was lying on a hardwood floor and actually felt the solid, cool mass. Gasping silently, the blond Egyptian traced the floor with his fingers, amazed with this sudden surprise, feeling a cool breeze blow across his bare skin.

Standing up slowly, Marik studied how the moonlight shined down on his tan skin, deepening the shadowy places of his body realistically, illuminating his spiked up, blond hair brilliantly.

“Heh.” Marik grinned, it had been so long since he had a physical form and it felt so good to finally be a part of the living world again, however his pure grin quickly changed to an insane one when he spotted Pegasus standing outside on the balcony not noticing Marik. Slyly Marik watched Pegasus’ every move, remaining completely silent, almost solemn, in his wait—as soon as Pegasus turned around Marik would know if he could be seen.

Hearing a soft cackle behind him, Pegasus gazed over his shoulder, shocked to see the Egyptian blond standing naked behind him, basking in the full moon’s light. Dazed at the sight of the intruder, Pegasus stepped back inside the room, determined to figure out if the boy was his imagination or reality.

Seeing Pegasus moving closer to him, Marik smirked—he could be seen, now to see if he could be felt. Waiting for the blond man to step within his reach, Marik grasped Pegasus’ chin leading the man’s lips to his, pressing down hard, darting his tongue within Pegasus’ mouth.

Ending the kiss satisfied, Marik stared into Pegasus’s auburn brown eyes burning with indignation and…and something else. Curious, Marik leaned in closer for another kiss, surprised at how close Pegasus let him get before pushing him away, appalled.

“Go away, whoever you are.” Pegasus seethed, blushing scarlet from anger and embarrassment over his body’s response to the tan boy’s kiss. However, Marik only scoffed at Pegasus’ demand, grinning evilly, insane in his barely satisfied lust.

Lunging at Pegasus, Marik grasped the blond man’s arms, pinned them to his sides, and then kissed Pegasus again, hungrily, not allowing the man to move or make a sound. Moving his hand down to the man’s pants, stroking the man’s crotch area, loving the gasps and squirms Pegasus made, Marik sucked at Pegasus’ mouth, feeling his own body heat up with lust. It had been so long; Marik couldn’t help but delight in the hardness of his own body, wanting to feel the pleasure of release.
Captivated by the younger blond, Pegasus didn’t move or speak, shame and want flashing in his eyes from the pleasure gained from Marik’s touches—his body yearned for more while his thoughts cried for this to stop, it was wrong, sinful. However Pegasus couldn’t help but moan when Marik moved his hand inside the older blonde’s pants, stroking his increasingly hard member expertly. Nor did he do anything to stop the younger blond, even when Marik unbuttoned Pegasus’ shirt, kissing and caressing the blond man’s chest, seductively slow and lustful, the younger blonde’s hands moving up and down the older one’s body.

Enjoying how hard the older blond got from his caresses, Marik smirked, pulling the taller man down to him, having Pegasus kneel in front of him as Marik continued to caress, kiss and lick the older man’s body. Hearing the muffled moans that escaped Pegasus’ throat (the older blond tried so desperately to conceal any sign of pleasure he felt) Marik moved his embraces with his tongue closer to the older man’s hard shaft, unbuttoning Pegasus’ pants so that Marik could see the hard member.

“What…?” Pegasus gasped, feeling the pleasured heated sensation of Marik’s tongue on his hard shaft as the Egyptian licked it slowly, enjoying every moment. His shaft becoming harder with every lick, Pegasus closed his eyes basking in the lustful pleasure of this moment, opening them again when he felt Marik take the throbbing member into his mouth, sucking it rhythmically.

Feeling how the older man squirmed with each suck, enjoying the soft moans escaping Pegasus’ lips, Marik sucked harder on the man’s throbbing hard member, feeling his own shaft grow harder every second—oh how he wanted to enter the man he now sucked, wanting to feel the man squirm helplessly in his power, but that had to wait for now. First he’ll give to the man, and then he’ll demand payment and not allow Pegasus to refuse.

“Ah….” Pegasus moaned, feeling his body spasm as he neared his climax, the Egyptian boy’s rhythmical sucking had lust and pleasure pulsating throughout his body, bringing him ever so closer to the edge. Taking in a huge gulp of air, the heat of pleasure cascading through him from his groin, Pegasus shuddered from pleasure, reaching climax and spilling his seed into the blond Egyptian’s mouth.

Swallowing the cum, Marik smirked mischievously with his eyes, allowing the older man to rest while he surveyed Pegasus’ pale chest falling up and down with each deep breath, enjoying how easily he could see the older man’s veins through the skin. Yes, the sight was so tempting, the delectable blood flowed through those vessels, blood that would soon be flowing from the man’s pale flesh, staining the fair skin delightfully—Marik could almost taste and smell the blood, hardly holding back his lust to lunge and tear at Pegasus with his teeth while he thrust into his body.

Seeing the Egyptian staring at him so hungrily still, Pegasus felt a bit unease, realizing that this boy looked so sadistic and lustful that it’d be foolish to pretend that this was over. This boy wanted something from him, and from the way he stared at the man’s body, Pegasus knew what that was—he also could tell that the Egyptian wouldn’t take any refusal when he demanded what he wanted. Shivering as he realized the balcony door remained open; Pegasus stared apprehensively at Marik wondering how soon the boy would demand payment for pleasuring the older blond so.

“Now what?” Pegasus asked breaking the silence of the room that seemed much colder now as the air touched his much hotter flesh.

“Now I get my payment.” Marik replied, eyeing the older blond lustfully, taking in the beauty of the ideal pale skinned body kneeling in front of him.

“I thought so.”

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So what go you think? Think I should continue with the story? I wrote this after realizing that this is one couple I’ve never saw before and they’re my two favorite characters in the show, though I know I didn’t have them act exactly how people think they would. However it’s my story and I’ll take any liberties I choose with the characters, though I’ll keep them acting close enough to how they would act during certain situations.