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Characters: Ryou [__sarak], Malik [scarred_bronze]
Rating: NC-17 for m/m sex, and lots of it. 8| Shoot us now.
Summary: Takes place back after Ryou drew his little picture for Malik, in which Varon and Shaadah piss Malik off like crazy. ;D Ryou decides to offer Malik some stress relief; one thing leads to another, and then another, and yet another... and all while Ryou's little niece is asleep in the next room.
Part one is here. Because it is impossible for us to do a log that doesn't require two posts, apparently.
Blinking confusedly, Ryou stared at the other. He didn't understand how Malik could always be so forgiving and gentle with him even when he did something wrong. It just didn't make sense; shouldn't Malik have been mad or at least a little irritated about the marks upon his back? After all, they were a little deep. Frowning as the other kissed him, he still felt a little horrible for it. Next time he had to pay more attention to his actions and be gentler.
"Hmm?" Nodding aptly, Malik let Ryou take his wrist, not wanting to get his bloody fingers upon the male. Even if it was Malik's blood, it was still a little cruel to make someone have to hold hands with someone disgusting. Following Malik, he hopped off the bed and led the way down to the bathroom. Peeking into his Dad's bedroom to check on Yusra, he gave a slight smile when he found her to still be asleep. 'Good', he thought. After all, there was no way he could take care of her this messy. Flicking on the light, he let go of Malik to go and wash his hands first. "I'm still sorry about that. I mean...I really didn't mean to..."
"I've been through worse," Malik said, kicking the door shut. "It's just a couple of flesh wounds." He turned his back to the mirror, trying to look at them over his shoulder. "We'll clean them off, slap a couple of band-aids on them, and they'll be just fine."
He smirked and walked up behind Ryou, pressing a soft kiss to his bare shoulder. "Besides," he breathed huskily, moving up to Ryou's ear, "I like it rough."
Nodding softly, Ryou vigorously rubbed his hands with soap and water. Even if Malik said that, he still felt a bit embarrassed he couldn't help himself and keep his body under control. Sighing, he only perked up when he felt warm arms curl around him, unable to keep himself from giving a small smile. Purring as the kiss was pressed to his skin, Ryou leaned back, eyes closing. Malik liked it rough? So did that mean their first time, when Ryou had been so subtle and confused, that hadn't been as good? Either way, it didn't matter. Next time he'd just try his hardest to give Malik exactly what he wanted.
"Then...was that even good enough?" Now that he thought about it, he was pretty sure Malik hadn't even-did that mean Ryou had been right before in him not thinking he was attractive? Maybe something Ryou did was annoying or was really not attractive to see. Trying his hardest not to appear too worried, he didn't look at the other and instead left his hold to go and start the water. What if Malik really didn't think he was good looking after all?
As Ryou left him to go turn on the water, Malik blinked after him, frowning slightly. He looked like he was a little bit worried about something. Had Malik said something wrong? "It was good," he replied, waiting for the water to come on before stepping into the shower. "But then, everything I do with you is good... and really, I was trying to please you. I wasn't focused on whether I was feeling good or not, because you'd already taken care of that."
Malik rubbed his hands together as the water gradually started warming up. He let out a sigh, eyes closing in relaxation for a few moments, before opening them and looking down at Ryou, a content smile on his face. "Don't worry about that, Ry... every moment I spend with you is enjoyable, whether it's rough sex or just sitting there cuddling with you," he said, blushing faintly. Guh, he sounded so cheesy sometimes.
As Malik spoke, he listened intently. Still, even know Malik said it was all about him, he still felt a bit awkward for not even being able to make Malik as happy as he had been. Sure the boy had climaxed before that but Ryou just felt like he could've done a better job and made the boy do it twice. After all, wasn't that only fair? "I know but...I just wish I could've made you feel as good as I had. That's all. I feel kind-of guilty for not giving you what I could've..." Stepping into the shower, Ryou walked under the water, letting his hands weave through his hair, washing all of the sweat out of it.
Reaching for the shampoo, Ryou poured a small amount out onto his hand, rubbing it into his white locks. Hands lifting, he gave a soft smile and dabbed suds onto the tip of the other's nose before reaching up to shampoo his hair as well. "And I love every moment we spend together too but...I just think I should be able to feel good enough like that all the time. I just feel like...I'm selfish or something. I would've rather had you happy instead of me..."
"Mm." Malik leaned down a bit so he could have better reach - their difference in height was at least five inches. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Ryou's fingers running through his hair. "But that would've just made me feel selfish, since I'd have came twice as opposed to you only doing it once," he murmured, reaching up to rinse some of the soap out of Ryou's hair. If there was one thing that Malik especially loved about his boyfriend, it was his hair; it was so long and fluffy, and was always soft to the touch.
As his hand threaded through white strands, the other one rested on Ryou's hip, thumb gently stroking the skin. "If you're really that concerned about it, you could finish me off here. If you want to, I mean." Even though it had been a few minutes, Malik was still quite aroused, if only because of their current activity. "It's really okay."
Blushing a little at Malik's words, he gave his head a light shake. "It's not really the same though. I mean, well...uhm-I just...I don't know. I feel lousy if you don't enjoy the sex as much as I did," he mumbled softly, one hand falling to settle at Malik's side. Even if Malik didn't care, well, it still didn't make him feel any less terrible about it. After all, it -had- felt so good for him, hadn't Malik felt the same? Maybe he just always let himself go too early before Malik even had the chance; oh, that was so embarrassing. He couldn't even control himself!
"WHA-" Pausing to flush heavily, Ryou turned his head away so Malik couldn't see his cherry hued face. Why did Malik have to phrase it like -that-? Stepping forward to cuddle into his boyfriend's shoulder, Ryou closed soft eyes, nudging his warm, damp nose against Malik's tanned skin. "O-Only if you want me to..." he whispered softly, hugging himself a bit closer to the other, suddenly feeling a little warm on the inside again, like before.
His hands continued to weave through Ryou's hair, though now it was more out of affection than getting the soap out. "Ryou, I did enjoy it," Malik said, resting his chin atop the shorter boy's head, "if only because I could just be close to you like that. It's not always about climaxing or anything, even though it does feel nice... but just to be able to do something that intimate with the person you're in love with. That's what it's like to me, anyway."
Malik couldn't help but chuckle a little at Ryou's reaction. He wrapped his arms around his lover's waist, holding him closely. "If it would make you feel better, then I want you to. I'd still love you if you didn't."
Unable to keep from showing his pleasure at the hands running through his white locks, he let out a light purr, nudging against the other. He couldn't help but feel cuddly right now. Even though they'd only done it a few times, every time after, Ryou always felt so needy, like he'd die if Malik wasn't near to hug on him. "I..." he paused, going over in his head with what Malik had told him. It made sense, what Malik said. Feeling horrible because he had been wrong, one of Ryou's arms fell to his sides. It shouldn't have only been about the pleasure but about being able to do it in the first place and being so close and intimate with someone you absolutely adored. That enough should've been able to make a person happy and now that Ryou saw it his way, he supposed it was really enough and it made him overjoyed to know that Malik thought about him like that. Over and over, Malik always found new ways to make Ryou feel like the luckiest person alive.
Lifting his head, absolutely beaming, Ryou kissed Malik forcefully, giving in all his love into that kiss. "Mm," he murmured softly, laughing some when he heard Malik do the same. "I...think you're right. I'm sorry I was so silly about it. I think it's enough too, just to be able to make each other feel like that and so happy!" Leaning up to kiss at Malik's temple, Ryou gave a shrug. "It really is up to you though..." Taking his hand, Ryou ran dainty fingers in between them, grazing finger pads over Malik's groin. "I love you all the same either way."
When the kiss broke off, Malik leaned his head forward, forehead resting on Ryou's shoulder. He closed his eyes, letting the water rinse the soap from his hair. "Go ahead, then," he mumbled, pressing his lips against Ryou's wet neck. His hands ran up and down the other's back as he let out a quiet groan at the light strokes. "You really are silly sometimes, Ry. But that's part of your charm."
As his neck was kissed, Ryou let out the softest little mewl, an arm encircling around the other male tightly. When he heard his boyfriend groan, something inside Ryou flickered; suddenly that dominating power he had felt earlier began to reside within him again. Smiling a little darkly, he went in and began to kiss along Malik's neck, moaning against the tanned skin just because he knew the sounds would help Malik along the way. Hand cupping the other's growing erection, Ryou began to teasingly stroke it along, letting out mewls every now and again just to excite the other. "And you're so irresistible sometimes, but that's just part of how sexy you are. Mm, Malik..."
Pressing himself up more against the male, he began to stroke the other's erection even harder now, coaxing it. He just had to have the other at his knees one more time before he could truly be alright. The only problem was this, sadly, was making him just as hot and bothered as before.
Malik lifted his head to look Ryou in the eyes, reaching up to brush wet blonde bangs out of his eyes. "Ryou..." Taking the smaller boy by the shoulders, he turned around a bit, pressing Ryou up against the wall of the shower stall. He gazed at the other intensely for a moment before roughly pressing their lips together. Malik let out another groan, attempting to thrust into Ryou's hand; the steam from the shower was making his mind a bit foggy - or was it just clouded with lust?
As soon as their eyes met, Ryou knew something was different. Caught up in the intense stare, Ryou's hand halted moving and he suddenly was lost in a pair of extremely lavender hues, cheeks flushing, feeling unbearably lucid under that stare. A high pitched moan left him as he was slammed up against the wall, arm clinging around the male's neck. God, his heart was beating so fast; was this what Malik meant by rough because right now, Ryou felt extremely turned on by the male's actions.
When a mouth pressed against his own, another whimper left and he kissed back just as fervently, tongue attempting to fight with Malik's to win and take over Malik's mouth, tasting all of his boyfriend he possibly could. Lifting a leg, he attempted to curl it around Malik's waist, wanting to be pressed up as close to Malik as he possibly could. Fingers stroking up and down Malik's shaft, he was having such a dilemma right now struggling with all of Malik's actions. He wanted Malik so badly right now but then again, he wanted to just please Malik. Would Malik be mad if...? But he wanted it so badly right then. Moaning, he lifted his head and let it drag out until he met Malik's wet ear, dragging his tongue against the sensitive inner skin. "Please, Malik...need you again, r-right now. Want you i-in me..." It was so hard to say, even a little mortifying, but it's what he really wanted; he wanted to feel that again and be able to satisfy both of them at the exact same time.
Malik bit his lip and held in another groan as he felt Ryou's breath against his ear; Ryou may have been embarrassed about this situation, but damn he knew how to be sexy while he was embarrassed. Ryou did have a point with his suggestion as well - he could satisfy them both at the same time, and then they'd be even. Malik disentangled himself from the smaller boy before turning him around, so that his chest was pressed up against Ryou's back.
Leaning down to nibble at Ryou's shoulder, one of Malik's arms tightly clutched the boy around the waist as the other hand slid up toward his chest. "Nnh, Ryou..." He ground his hips into the body beneath him, reaching up to lightly pinch at one of Ryou's nubs. He pulled away from his boyfriend slightly, only to slowly push himself back into the other a second later. "Anything you want, love," Malik breathed, giving his ear a light suckle.
Ryou followed Malik's lead, turning back up against the wall. Pressing himself up against it hard, he braced himself for what was to come. As soon as the other pressed up against him, his body temperature seemed to rise, just being able to be so close to the male. It was almost too much just to be able to be this close to Malik, really. "Mm, Malik..." he breathed, eyes closing as his nose stayed pressed up against the wall, just waiting for the treat that was about to be unwrapped for the both of them.
Purring at the nibbles, Ryou leaned back into the male's touch some, wanting more. He really couldn't wait for it to go on further. Just thinking about him made him want to shake; he couldn't wait to have Malik have him again. It was weird how someone could be so scared of something but then suddenly love it only seconds later. Moaning as hips pressed up against his backside, Ryou opened up hazed eyes and stared up to the ceiling at nothing, beginning to fully indulge in the pleasure. "Ahn, only you," he lulled back, giving a whine at the suckle.
Soon after he'd pressed himself inside his boyfriend again, Malik began to thrust - it was somewhat easier this time, given that they'd only done this a short time before. That and the fact that he was still so aroused from their previous activities that he could barely hold himself back.
He held Ryou tightly as he moved, arm braced just under the other's chest; Malik trailed several nips down his neck as he reached down, starting to stroke Ryou's length. Their current position wasn't the most comfortable, but he didn't care. Malik wasn't about to take it elsewhere and further delay it when Ryou had asked for it so kindly.
As soon as Malik began to thrust in him, Ryou let out a loud scream. His body pressed forcefully against the wall and his mind found itself begging for more of the other's touches, wanting to be drenched in the feel of Malik. It was so hot suddenly, especially under the lucid water pouring in from the shower. Even through the humid temperatures, all Ryou could think about was his boyfriend and getting more affection. In a way, it made him feel selfish, yet it was a selfish he knew his boyfriend enjoyed.
His head crooked back as nips were trailed up and down his flesh, only making Ryou moan for the other more. "Ahn, Malik..!" Having to work hard to keep his body in it's upright position, Ryou began to grow frustrated. All he could think about doing was falling back, lust taking over his body, making him unable to control his movements. He only hoped the other wasn't feeling the same because the wall and Malik were the only thing keeping Ryou stable.
Finishing off with another small bite to the neck, Malik leaned his head forward, chin resting on Ryou's shoulder as he continued his movements. He pressed up against his boyfriend as closely as he could, tightly clutching the smaller boy. He hoped that he wasn't hurting Ryou - he was pressed up against the wall pretty closely - but the screams of pleasure coming from Ryou made him think otherwise.
Malik's breathing grew rather labored as he buried himself as far as he could go inside the other. As hot as it was getting inside the shower, he was really hoping that they wouldn't pass out before finishing up; that would just suck. But even with that thought in mind, Malik quickened his pace, eager to please his lover as much as possible.
As the biting stopped, Ryou rested his head back on Malik, letting his eyes close so he could just focus on the activity at hand. His body only wanted to sink further, wanting to rest against Malik further to feel the male deep inside of him.
He was beginning to feel a little bit dizzy thanks to the heat but then again, it was possible it was just the astonishing feeling inside of him growing. Letting out another moan, he attempted to thrust along, wanting to press his lover in even further to hit against -just- the right spot to make both of them be satisfied.
Malik paused in his thrusting to tug Ryou up some; the boy had slipped down slightly, making it difficult to get a good angle. Once he'd pulled Ryou back up, he started moving again, continuing to stroke Ryou's erection. He wasn't sure how far along his boyfriend was, but as aroused as he was, Malik didn't think he'd be able to last much longer. "N-nnnnh, Ryou..."
As he was held back up, Malik slipped in to a better position, making Ryou squirm with delight. The further it pressed in, the better it felt and the more it both relieved and drove Ryou crazier. Thirsting for more, Ryou tried to keep himself at a level position so Malik could get the best access possible. As soon as his erection was stroked, Ryou could feel the climax coming on. A few more simple touches like that and he would almost be there again, thanks to his boyfriend's sensual touches. "Oh, Malik..!"
As he felt his own climax rapidly approaching, Malik lifted his head from the other's shoulder, leaning in to lick at Ryou's ear. His strokes and thrusts sped up again, and for a second, Malik felt like the steam was getting to his head - however, he kept his pace, knowing it was entirely too late to stop now. They were both so close; it would be downright cruel to stop now, even if the heat was overwhelming by this point.
"Oh!" he mewled, body quivering as his ear was lapped at, making him want to writhe in pleasure. Ryou was so hot and bothered by all of Malik's actions, he really wasn't sure how he was even holding up. Pressing himself back into Malik again, Ryou tried to lean in against the wall and let Malik penetrate him as deeply as possible, making him whine for more. He was so close currently; only a little more stimulation and he was sure to give out any second.
By this point, Malik was pretty impressed - Ryou seemed to be holding out a bit longer than he had the last couple of times. This was actually pretty pleasing; it meant there was more pleasure and more fun for the both of them. Tongue trailing along Ryou's ear, he reached up with his free hand to graze his fingers across a nipple. He was thrusting in time with his strokes, and now it was only a matter of time before they were both sent over the top.
At the trailing of the tongue, Ryou let out a heavy moan, falling back against his boyfriend again. The pressure within him was growing to extremes. He couldn't even believe he was holding out this long, truthfully. Usually, he would've already been gone! Maybe it was partially from the heat and the slightly dizzy air that seemed to be revolving around him. Either way, he was cracking, second by second. Before he even knew what was happening, he was letting himself go, falling back against his boyfriend with a soft cry. "M-Malik..!"
Once he felt Ryou tense up around him, that was about all that Malik could take, and after a few more thrusts, he was losing himself as well. His knees buckled slightly as the wave of intensity crashed down over him; he braced himself against the wall with an arm, the other still clutching Ryou around the waist.
He stood there silently for a few moments, just content with holding his boyfriend until he snapped back into reality and realized just how hot it was in the tiny room. Pulling himself out again, Malik reached over to turn the water down a bit, so that it flowed cool instead of hot. It was actually rather soothing after what they'd just done. "Mm... love you," he purred, gently nuzzling Ryou's neck.
With Malik pressed up against him, blocking his airways, it was a bit harder to breath, making him feel a little bit sick with the heat. He felt especially dizzy now that most of his energy was drained from him. Gasping for breath, his eyes closed as the other finally pulled out and gave him a bit of space. At the words, Ryou smiled and leant up to give the other male a soft kiss, along with a nod.
"Mm, love you too," he said happily back, now able to use his legs again, taking a step away into the cold water a bit more just so he could cool himself down. Grabbing for the body soap, he poured a small amount into his palm and began to lather himself, stepping backwards to be out of the water a bit more. "You know, right after I get out, I'll be exhausted and then Yusra will wake up, right?" he asked, giving a soft laugh.
"...oh yeah, with our luck, that's exactly what'll happen." Malik rolled his eyes, but then a grin formed on his face. He was too happy at the moment to let something like that get to him. "It shouldn't be too hard to get her back to sleep though, right?" he asked, reaching for a washcloth and some of the soap.
He scrubbed at himself for a couple of minutes, making sure to get thoroughly clean, but he paused, frowning as he got to his back. "...can you get my back, Ry? I can't quite reach it." Malik turned around, revealing the short trails of blood from where Ryou had clawed his back earlier.
Shaking his head, Ryou gave a slight smirk. "No, wrong. She's been napping, you can't just force her back to sleep. She'll probably be up a few hours before she even thinks of napping." Rubbing the soap up and down his arms, he stepped beneath the water to rinse himself, ridding him of the sweat from earlier.
"Of course I can!" he chimed, turning around to find Malik's back. He frowned naturally when he saw the damage he had done. "Ack..." Gently, he soaped beneath and above the cuts, keeping a right mind to cleanse the wound after they got out with something that was antibacterial and meant for cuts. "That looks so horrid. I hope it doesn't hurt that bad," he commented, gently washing the skin off, pressing soft kisses against Malik's shoulder blades when he was officially cleansed of the suds.
"Nnn..." Malik leaned into the light touches, smiling at Ryou in gratitude when he was finished. "I'll live," he said, winking slightly. "It'll scab over and it'll be fine. I'm not gonna die from a couple of scratches I got during sex with my boyfriend." He turned around to wrap his arms around Ryou again, pressing a light kiss to his forehead.
"I know! I didn't say you were going to die, just wanted to make sure they were taken care of is all," he countered, giving a slight pout. Had he really been that annoyingly worried over it? He didn't think he was being unrealistic, at least. Mewling at the kiss, Ryou gave a small smile, tilting his own head up to kiss Malik's nose tip. "Don't be so cruel. You know it's only because I worry about you so much!"
Malik chuckled a little before stepping into the stream of water, rinsing the rest of the soap off. "I know, and I'm glad you care so much. I really am. And I know they'll be taken care of as long as you're here." He flashed another smile at Ryou, reaching out to stroke his cheek. "So when we get done here, we can get them all cleaned with disinfectant, and get some band-aids on them, and all will be well. Okay?"
Nuzzling against the hand, he gave a small smile and nodded. "Sounds good to me!" As soon as he was completely rinsed off, he stepped out of the tub, hurrying over to grab two towels. Wrapping one around his waist, he toddled over to Malik and set one atop the toilet seat for when the male was finished. "I'm going to go and get some clean clothes, okay?"
"Okay." Shortly after Ryou got out of the shower, Malik turned the water off, stepping out as well. He took the other towel and wrapped it around himself before heading back into Ryou's room to get some clean clothes. "Mm... that felt good, huh?" Malik thought so - in more ways than one.
After leaving the bathroom, Ryou had gone down to his bedroom to find new, clean clothes. Heading straight for his dresser, he wasn't exactly surprised to find most of them empty since all his stuff was at Malik's. Grabbing a striped polo, boxers, and a pair of jeans and socks, he began his journey to get dressed, done within a few seconds. Just when Malik had entered, he had finished putting on his final sock. "Mm, hey you! And of course it did, dummy!" Laughing, he picked a pillow up off his bed and tossed it at his boyfriend.
"So, did you need some clothes to use? I don't know if you'd like mine the best or anything but uhm...I can always go search my Brother's rooms for something you'd like better?" He offered, standing up and padding over to the other, wrapping his arms lightly around him. "I don't really think I've ever had a shower that good though..."
Blocking the pillow that was thrown at him, Malik let out a laugh, shooting a halfhearted glare at the other. "Tch, cheap shot, getting me while I'm wearing nothing but a towel~." He stuck his tongue out for Ryou before shaking his head, a grin on his face.
As his boyfriend approached him, he wrapped an arm around Ryou's waist, the other one holding his towel up. "I dunno how well I could fit in your clothes. I'd probably stretch them out," Malik said, leaning down to kiss the tip of Ryou's nose, "so maybe if you can find something of Bakura's... I think we're pretty close in size. I really should've brought more clothes than I did."
"Well, sadly it's probably the only time I'd ever have half a chance at actually hitting you with it." And that was true enough. Ryou never had really been one for sports of any kind. Anything athletic tended not to be something Ryou excelled at.
Smiling at Malik's comment, he gave a playful roll of his eyes. "I doubt that. You aren't that much bigger but okay, I'll go scour Bakura's room just for you!" Purring at the nose kiss, he daintily pressed a soft peck to the corner of Malik's mouth before running off, heading upstairs to his brother's room. Searching the bedroom, it didn't take him long to find a pair of black pants and a dark hued shirt to go along with it. Grabbing a pair of socks, he then toddled back down the stairs, rushing back to Malik to give him the clothing. "Here! I hope this works out okay."
Malik grinned and nodded, taking the clothes. "Thanks, these'll work," he said, starting to get dressed - making sure to pick up the boxers he'd been wearing before, because that'd just be weird if he went commando in someone else's pants...
He started to pull the shirt on, but then paused, remembering the scratches on his back. "Oh yeah... did you want to get those cleaned? Probably should do that before the shirt." Malik looked over his shoulder, trying to see the cuts. "Don't wanna get your brother's shirt all bloodied up, now."
"You sure?" he asked, just to make sure. Turning his head to give the other privacy, he went to go and jump on his own bed, curling up in a tired little ball. Even without the sex, he was a bit exhausted from Yusra, having to be up and keep her entertained, even at odd morning hours. Giving a soft yawn, he let his eyes close, waiting for his boyfriend to hopefully join him.
"Huh?" Lifting his head, worn eyes gazed to the lacerations on Malik's back. He had completely forgotten about those! Hopping up from the bed, he dashed past his boyfriend to the bathroom to find exactly what he needed. Bending down to the sink cabinet, he opened up the door and searched out some hydrogen peroxide and Neosporin. Once he found what he needed, he headed to the towel closet to find himself something he could use to apply the stuff to Malik's back. "I'm sorry! I forgot all about those!" he apologized, making his way back to the bedroom to find his boyfriend.
Malik had situated himself on Ryou's bed, sitting with his legs crossed. Once the other boy re-entered the room, he looked up, flashing a smile at him. "It's okay," he said, "no harm done." He looked over his shoulder again, but like the several times he'd tried before, he couldn't see them.
"Are they still bleeding? I can't really tell..." Truthfully, they had started to sting a tiny bit, but he wasn't going to tell Ryou that, lest his boyfriend start worrying and blaming himself for it again. It wasn't entirely Ryou's fault; he'd just gotten caught up in the heat of the moment.
"If you say so," he said back softly, walking across the room to seat himself upon the bed. Once on the bed, he crawled over behind Malik and began to let everything fall from his arms, eyeing the cut with regret. Even if it wasn't entirely his fault, he didn't like to see his boyfriend hurting any.
Shaking his head, Ryou grabbed the hydrogen peroxide and a napkin, and poured some onto the napkin, soaking it. Dabbing it over the little abrasions, Ryou made sure to get off any leftover dried blood. Once he was done, he tossed the napkin into his garbage and undid the Neosporin. Taking a small amount onto another tissue, Ryou wiped the cream onto Malik's back, pressing a kiss to his shoulder blade. "There, that should hopefully clear it up a bit by tomorrow." Setting the medicine aside, letting it fall to the floor, he bounced and fell back onto his bed, sprawling out across it. "Mm, you wore me out today..."
Malik flinched a tiny bit as the peroxide made contact with the scratches, but he made no other indications that it hurt at all. He simply grit his teeth and waited patiently for Ryou to get done; once he finished, he tugged Bakura's t-shirt on, then laid down next to Ryou, draping an arm around his waist. "Thanks," he said, brushing a quick kiss against his cheek in gratitude.
He propped his head up on his elbow, looking down at his boyfriend. "Did you like it?" Malik asked, a curious expression on his face. "I mean, I know the sex takes a while to get used to, but... was it enjoyable?"
Smiling happily, Ryou gave a soft purr and nestled close to Malik, draping an arm around him. "Welcome, of course," he said, leaning in to take a quick peck at his chin. He wasn't sure Malik really needed to thank him. It was Ryou's job to take care of him, being his boyfriend and all.
Peering up to Malik, Ryou began to trace his fingers over the male's lower back. "Hmm?" Blushing slightly, Ryou gave a little nod, eyes closing as he came in to lay down a bit closer to the male. "Yes...a lot actually. It was...really good, just like everything with you turns out to be." Not to mention it was exciting, for Ryou anyway. Never in a million years did he think he would ever do something so risqué.
"Mm..." Malik let out a soft sigh as Ryou cuddled closer to him, smiling at how warm he was. Latching one of his legs around Ryou's, Malik lay down completely, curling up against the smaller boy's side. "Good. I want you to feel good... I guess you could consider it sort of a thank-you for putting up with me," he joked, resting his forehead in the crook of Ryou's neck. "...or just another way to show how much I love you. Your pick."
Giving a soft murmur, he let Malik's leg wrap around him, feeling even more comfortable than before, now that he was even closer to the male. "Mm as well," he countered back, tiredly hugging the other a bit closer, letting his eyes close again, resting them. "My 'thank you' is sex?" Laughing, Ryou peeked an eye open to peer to the other, smiling adoringly. "Well, uhm, if it is supposed to be a gift, I guess thank you?" He sighed happily when Malik got even closer, eyes shutting exhaustedly again. "I think I like it better if it's given to me 'cause you love me. I don't think it's a very good gift because who knows? You could be giving that a gift to anyone who put up with you!"
Malik would've smacked his forehead if it wasn't currently buried in the other's neck. Instead, he settled for a snort and a wry smirk. "Ooookay, let me rephrase that," he said, lifting his head to look down at Ryou. "I mean like... making you happy and making you feel good is in return for making me feel that way." His face flushed faintly, but he shook it off, leaning down to lightly peck the corner of Ryou's mouth. "But I agree, giving it because I love you is a better reason."
"Alright." Waiting to hear this rephrasing, Ryou picked up his hand to begin to run his fingers through Malik's hair instead. It was still a bit damp but that didn't keep it from being any less soft to the touch. "Well, either way, thank you. I enjoyed it..." Peering up into the other's eyes, a soft yawn escaped him. "Mm..." Taking a small kiss back for himself, he wrapped his a arm over the other's shoulder. "And a reason I'm very happy for since I love you just as much."
Smiling brightly, Malik leaned down to give Ryou another kiss - a longer one this time. After pulling back, he situated himself against Ryou's side again, nuzzling into his boyfriend's shoulder. "You look tired, Ry. I guess between me and Yusra, you must be completely spent... you should probably try to get some rest, before she wakes up."
Kissing back, Ryou let out a soft little moan, just to let Malik know how much he enjoyed it. Hugging the male close, he smiled as his shoulder was nuzzled. It was too bad every day couldn't have been this nice. "Mm...I want to but are you even tired? I'd feel bad leaving you awake here by yourself..."
Malik nodded a little, snuggling closer. He was a little tired, now that Ryou had mentioned it, but he knew the other boy had to be even more so, given that he'd been babysitting in addition to all they'd done. "Yeah... I could use a short nap too, I think. But even if I wasn't tired, I'd go and grab my laptop and stay here with you in case you need a pillow or something," he said, eyes closing.
"Yeah, I know but..." Letting out a deep breath, he further snuggled into the other, getting comfortable to the point of no return. His eyes felt so heavy and all he could think about was letting himself relax and nod off. "Still, I should be entertaining you or something if you weren't tired..." Nudging against Malik, he gave him a slight hug. "Mm, love you..."
"It's okay, Ry, don't worry about it," Malik said, returning the hug. "Just get some rest, and I'll stay here with you." He pressed one last kiss against Ryou's jaw, holding him closely. "Love you too."
Nodding, Ryou listened to his boyfriend and took his words to heart. Almost immediately, he was halfway there to sleep, all huddled up warm and close to Malik. "Mmph..." One last murmur and he went silent. Within the next couple of minutes, Ryou was out like a light.
Rating: NC-17 for m/m sex, and lots of it. 8| Shoot us now.
Summary: Takes place back after Ryou drew his little picture for Malik, in which Varon and Shaadah piss Malik off like crazy. ;D Ryou decides to offer Malik some stress relief; one thing leads to another, and then another, and yet another... and all while Ryou's little niece is asleep in the next room.
Part one is here. Because it is impossible for us to do a log that doesn't require two posts, apparently.
Blinking confusedly, Ryou stared at the other. He didn't understand how Malik could always be so forgiving and gentle with him even when he did something wrong. It just didn't make sense; shouldn't Malik have been mad or at least a little irritated about the marks upon his back? After all, they were a little deep. Frowning as the other kissed him, he still felt a little horrible for it. Next time he had to pay more attention to his actions and be gentler.
"Hmm?" Nodding aptly, Malik let Ryou take his wrist, not wanting to get his bloody fingers upon the male. Even if it was Malik's blood, it was still a little cruel to make someone have to hold hands with someone disgusting. Following Malik, he hopped off the bed and led the way down to the bathroom. Peeking into his Dad's bedroom to check on Yusra, he gave a slight smile when he found her to still be asleep. 'Good', he thought. After all, there was no way he could take care of her this messy. Flicking on the light, he let go of Malik to go and wash his hands first. "I'm still sorry about that. I mean...I really didn't mean to..."
"I've been through worse," Malik said, kicking the door shut. "It's just a couple of flesh wounds." He turned his back to the mirror, trying to look at them over his shoulder. "We'll clean them off, slap a couple of band-aids on them, and they'll be just fine."
He smirked and walked up behind Ryou, pressing a soft kiss to his bare shoulder. "Besides," he breathed huskily, moving up to Ryou's ear, "I like it rough."
Nodding softly, Ryou vigorously rubbed his hands with soap and water. Even if Malik said that, he still felt a bit embarrassed he couldn't help himself and keep his body under control. Sighing, he only perked up when he felt warm arms curl around him, unable to keep himself from giving a small smile. Purring as the kiss was pressed to his skin, Ryou leaned back, eyes closing. Malik liked it rough? So did that mean their first time, when Ryou had been so subtle and confused, that hadn't been as good? Either way, it didn't matter. Next time he'd just try his hardest to give Malik exactly what he wanted.
"Then...was that even good enough?" Now that he thought about it, he was pretty sure Malik hadn't even-did that mean Ryou had been right before in him not thinking he was attractive? Maybe something Ryou did was annoying or was really not attractive to see. Trying his hardest not to appear too worried, he didn't look at the other and instead left his hold to go and start the water. What if Malik really didn't think he was good looking after all?
As Ryou left him to go turn on the water, Malik blinked after him, frowning slightly. He looked like he was a little bit worried about something. Had Malik said something wrong? "It was good," he replied, waiting for the water to come on before stepping into the shower. "But then, everything I do with you is good... and really, I was trying to please you. I wasn't focused on whether I was feeling good or not, because you'd already taken care of that."
Malik rubbed his hands together as the water gradually started warming up. He let out a sigh, eyes closing in relaxation for a few moments, before opening them and looking down at Ryou, a content smile on his face. "Don't worry about that, Ry... every moment I spend with you is enjoyable, whether it's rough sex or just sitting there cuddling with you," he said, blushing faintly. Guh, he sounded so cheesy sometimes.
As Malik spoke, he listened intently. Still, even know Malik said it was all about him, he still felt a bit awkward for not even being able to make Malik as happy as he had been. Sure the boy had climaxed before that but Ryou just felt like he could've done a better job and made the boy do it twice. After all, wasn't that only fair? "I know but...I just wish I could've made you feel as good as I had. That's all. I feel kind-of guilty for not giving you what I could've..." Stepping into the shower, Ryou walked under the water, letting his hands weave through his hair, washing all of the sweat out of it.
Reaching for the shampoo, Ryou poured a small amount out onto his hand, rubbing it into his white locks. Hands lifting, he gave a soft smile and dabbed suds onto the tip of the other's nose before reaching up to shampoo his hair as well. "And I love every moment we spend together too but...I just think I should be able to feel good enough like that all the time. I just feel like...I'm selfish or something. I would've rather had you happy instead of me..."
"Mm." Malik leaned down a bit so he could have better reach - their difference in height was at least five inches. He closed his eyes, enjoying the feel of Ryou's fingers running through his hair. "But that would've just made me feel selfish, since I'd have came twice as opposed to you only doing it once," he murmured, reaching up to rinse some of the soap out of Ryou's hair. If there was one thing that Malik especially loved about his boyfriend, it was his hair; it was so long and fluffy, and was always soft to the touch.
As his hand threaded through white strands, the other one rested on Ryou's hip, thumb gently stroking the skin. "If you're really that concerned about it, you could finish me off here. If you want to, I mean." Even though it had been a few minutes, Malik was still quite aroused, if only because of their current activity. "It's really okay."
Blushing a little at Malik's words, he gave his head a light shake. "It's not really the same though. I mean, well...uhm-I just...I don't know. I feel lousy if you don't enjoy the sex as much as I did," he mumbled softly, one hand falling to settle at Malik's side. Even if Malik didn't care, well, it still didn't make him feel any less terrible about it. After all, it -had- felt so good for him, hadn't Malik felt the same? Maybe he just always let himself go too early before Malik even had the chance; oh, that was so embarrassing. He couldn't even control himself!
"WHA-" Pausing to flush heavily, Ryou turned his head away so Malik couldn't see his cherry hued face. Why did Malik have to phrase it like -that-? Stepping forward to cuddle into his boyfriend's shoulder, Ryou closed soft eyes, nudging his warm, damp nose against Malik's tanned skin. "O-Only if you want me to..." he whispered softly, hugging himself a bit closer to the other, suddenly feeling a little warm on the inside again, like before.
His hands continued to weave through Ryou's hair, though now it was more out of affection than getting the soap out. "Ryou, I did enjoy it," Malik said, resting his chin atop the shorter boy's head, "if only because I could just be close to you like that. It's not always about climaxing or anything, even though it does feel nice... but just to be able to do something that intimate with the person you're in love with. That's what it's like to me, anyway."
Malik couldn't help but chuckle a little at Ryou's reaction. He wrapped his arms around his lover's waist, holding him closely. "If it would make you feel better, then I want you to. I'd still love you if you didn't."
Unable to keep from showing his pleasure at the hands running through his white locks, he let out a light purr, nudging against the other. He couldn't help but feel cuddly right now. Even though they'd only done it a few times, every time after, Ryou always felt so needy, like he'd die if Malik wasn't near to hug on him. "I..." he paused, going over in his head with what Malik had told him. It made sense, what Malik said. Feeling horrible because he had been wrong, one of Ryou's arms fell to his sides. It shouldn't have only been about the pleasure but about being able to do it in the first place and being so close and intimate with someone you absolutely adored. That enough should've been able to make a person happy and now that Ryou saw it his way, he supposed it was really enough and it made him overjoyed to know that Malik thought about him like that. Over and over, Malik always found new ways to make Ryou feel like the luckiest person alive.
Lifting his head, absolutely beaming, Ryou kissed Malik forcefully, giving in all his love into that kiss. "Mm," he murmured softly, laughing some when he heard Malik do the same. "I...think you're right. I'm sorry I was so silly about it. I think it's enough too, just to be able to make each other feel like that and so happy!" Leaning up to kiss at Malik's temple, Ryou gave a shrug. "It really is up to you though..." Taking his hand, Ryou ran dainty fingers in between them, grazing finger pads over Malik's groin. "I love you all the same either way."
When the kiss broke off, Malik leaned his head forward, forehead resting on Ryou's shoulder. He closed his eyes, letting the water rinse the soap from his hair. "Go ahead, then," he mumbled, pressing his lips against Ryou's wet neck. His hands ran up and down the other's back as he let out a quiet groan at the light strokes. "You really are silly sometimes, Ry. But that's part of your charm."
As his neck was kissed, Ryou let out the softest little mewl, an arm encircling around the other male tightly. When he heard his boyfriend groan, something inside Ryou flickered; suddenly that dominating power he had felt earlier began to reside within him again. Smiling a little darkly, he went in and began to kiss along Malik's neck, moaning against the tanned skin just because he knew the sounds would help Malik along the way. Hand cupping the other's growing erection, Ryou began to teasingly stroke it along, letting out mewls every now and again just to excite the other. "And you're so irresistible sometimes, but that's just part of how sexy you are. Mm, Malik..."
Pressing himself up more against the male, he began to stroke the other's erection even harder now, coaxing it. He just had to have the other at his knees one more time before he could truly be alright. The only problem was this, sadly, was making him just as hot and bothered as before.
Malik lifted his head to look Ryou in the eyes, reaching up to brush wet blonde bangs out of his eyes. "Ryou..." Taking the smaller boy by the shoulders, he turned around a bit, pressing Ryou up against the wall of the shower stall. He gazed at the other intensely for a moment before roughly pressing their lips together. Malik let out another groan, attempting to thrust into Ryou's hand; the steam from the shower was making his mind a bit foggy - or was it just clouded with lust?
As soon as their eyes met, Ryou knew something was different. Caught up in the intense stare, Ryou's hand halted moving and he suddenly was lost in a pair of extremely lavender hues, cheeks flushing, feeling unbearably lucid under that stare. A high pitched moan left him as he was slammed up against the wall, arm clinging around the male's neck. God, his heart was beating so fast; was this what Malik meant by rough because right now, Ryou felt extremely turned on by the male's actions.
When a mouth pressed against his own, another whimper left and he kissed back just as fervently, tongue attempting to fight with Malik's to win and take over Malik's mouth, tasting all of his boyfriend he possibly could. Lifting a leg, he attempted to curl it around Malik's waist, wanting to be pressed up as close to Malik as he possibly could. Fingers stroking up and down Malik's shaft, he was having such a dilemma right now struggling with all of Malik's actions. He wanted Malik so badly right now but then again, he wanted to just please Malik. Would Malik be mad if...? But he wanted it so badly right then. Moaning, he lifted his head and let it drag out until he met Malik's wet ear, dragging his tongue against the sensitive inner skin. "Please, Malik...need you again, r-right now. Want you i-in me..." It was so hard to say, even a little mortifying, but it's what he really wanted; he wanted to feel that again and be able to satisfy both of them at the exact same time.
Malik bit his lip and held in another groan as he felt Ryou's breath against his ear; Ryou may have been embarrassed about this situation, but damn he knew how to be sexy while he was embarrassed. Ryou did have a point with his suggestion as well - he could satisfy them both at the same time, and then they'd be even. Malik disentangled himself from the smaller boy before turning him around, so that his chest was pressed up against Ryou's back.
Leaning down to nibble at Ryou's shoulder, one of Malik's arms tightly clutched the boy around the waist as the other hand slid up toward his chest. "Nnh, Ryou..." He ground his hips into the body beneath him, reaching up to lightly pinch at one of Ryou's nubs. He pulled away from his boyfriend slightly, only to slowly push himself back into the other a second later. "Anything you want, love," Malik breathed, giving his ear a light suckle.
Ryou followed Malik's lead, turning back up against the wall. Pressing himself up against it hard, he braced himself for what was to come. As soon as the other pressed up against him, his body temperature seemed to rise, just being able to be so close to the male. It was almost too much just to be able to be this close to Malik, really. "Mm, Malik..." he breathed, eyes closing as his nose stayed pressed up against the wall, just waiting for the treat that was about to be unwrapped for the both of them.
Purring at the nibbles, Ryou leaned back into the male's touch some, wanting more. He really couldn't wait for it to go on further. Just thinking about him made him want to shake; he couldn't wait to have Malik have him again. It was weird how someone could be so scared of something but then suddenly love it only seconds later. Moaning as hips pressed up against his backside, Ryou opened up hazed eyes and stared up to the ceiling at nothing, beginning to fully indulge in the pleasure. "Ahn, only you," he lulled back, giving a whine at the suckle.
Soon after he'd pressed himself inside his boyfriend again, Malik began to thrust - it was somewhat easier this time, given that they'd only done this a short time before. That and the fact that he was still so aroused from their previous activities that he could barely hold himself back.
He held Ryou tightly as he moved, arm braced just under the other's chest; Malik trailed several nips down his neck as he reached down, starting to stroke Ryou's length. Their current position wasn't the most comfortable, but he didn't care. Malik wasn't about to take it elsewhere and further delay it when Ryou had asked for it so kindly.
As soon as Malik began to thrust in him, Ryou let out a loud scream. His body pressed forcefully against the wall and his mind found itself begging for more of the other's touches, wanting to be drenched in the feel of Malik. It was so hot suddenly, especially under the lucid water pouring in from the shower. Even through the humid temperatures, all Ryou could think about was his boyfriend and getting more affection. In a way, it made him feel selfish, yet it was a selfish he knew his boyfriend enjoyed.
His head crooked back as nips were trailed up and down his flesh, only making Ryou moan for the other more. "Ahn, Malik..!" Having to work hard to keep his body in it's upright position, Ryou began to grow frustrated. All he could think about doing was falling back, lust taking over his body, making him unable to control his movements. He only hoped the other wasn't feeling the same because the wall and Malik were the only thing keeping Ryou stable.
Finishing off with another small bite to the neck, Malik leaned his head forward, chin resting on Ryou's shoulder as he continued his movements. He pressed up against his boyfriend as closely as he could, tightly clutching the smaller boy. He hoped that he wasn't hurting Ryou - he was pressed up against the wall pretty closely - but the screams of pleasure coming from Ryou made him think otherwise.
Malik's breathing grew rather labored as he buried himself as far as he could go inside the other. As hot as it was getting inside the shower, he was really hoping that they wouldn't pass out before finishing up; that would just suck. But even with that thought in mind, Malik quickened his pace, eager to please his lover as much as possible.
As the biting stopped, Ryou rested his head back on Malik, letting his eyes close so he could just focus on the activity at hand. His body only wanted to sink further, wanting to rest against Malik further to feel the male deep inside of him.
He was beginning to feel a little bit dizzy thanks to the heat but then again, it was possible it was just the astonishing feeling inside of him growing. Letting out another moan, he attempted to thrust along, wanting to press his lover in even further to hit against -just- the right spot to make both of them be satisfied.
Malik paused in his thrusting to tug Ryou up some; the boy had slipped down slightly, making it difficult to get a good angle. Once he'd pulled Ryou back up, he started moving again, continuing to stroke Ryou's erection. He wasn't sure how far along his boyfriend was, but as aroused as he was, Malik didn't think he'd be able to last much longer. "N-nnnnh, Ryou..."
As he was held back up, Malik slipped in to a better position, making Ryou squirm with delight. The further it pressed in, the better it felt and the more it both relieved and drove Ryou crazier. Thirsting for more, Ryou tried to keep himself at a level position so Malik could get the best access possible. As soon as his erection was stroked, Ryou could feel the climax coming on. A few more simple touches like that and he would almost be there again, thanks to his boyfriend's sensual touches. "Oh, Malik..!"
As he felt his own climax rapidly approaching, Malik lifted his head from the other's shoulder, leaning in to lick at Ryou's ear. His strokes and thrusts sped up again, and for a second, Malik felt like the steam was getting to his head - however, he kept his pace, knowing it was entirely too late to stop now. They were both so close; it would be downright cruel to stop now, even if the heat was overwhelming by this point.
"Oh!" he mewled, body quivering as his ear was lapped at, making him want to writhe in pleasure. Ryou was so hot and bothered by all of Malik's actions, he really wasn't sure how he was even holding up. Pressing himself back into Malik again, Ryou tried to lean in against the wall and let Malik penetrate him as deeply as possible, making him whine for more. He was so close currently; only a little more stimulation and he was sure to give out any second.
By this point, Malik was pretty impressed - Ryou seemed to be holding out a bit longer than he had the last couple of times. This was actually pretty pleasing; it meant there was more pleasure and more fun for the both of them. Tongue trailing along Ryou's ear, he reached up with his free hand to graze his fingers across a nipple. He was thrusting in time with his strokes, and now it was only a matter of time before they were both sent over the top.
At the trailing of the tongue, Ryou let out a heavy moan, falling back against his boyfriend again. The pressure within him was growing to extremes. He couldn't even believe he was holding out this long, truthfully. Usually, he would've already been gone! Maybe it was partially from the heat and the slightly dizzy air that seemed to be revolving around him. Either way, he was cracking, second by second. Before he even knew what was happening, he was letting himself go, falling back against his boyfriend with a soft cry. "M-Malik..!"
Once he felt Ryou tense up around him, that was about all that Malik could take, and after a few more thrusts, he was losing himself as well. His knees buckled slightly as the wave of intensity crashed down over him; he braced himself against the wall with an arm, the other still clutching Ryou around the waist.
He stood there silently for a few moments, just content with holding his boyfriend until he snapped back into reality and realized just how hot it was in the tiny room. Pulling himself out again, Malik reached over to turn the water down a bit, so that it flowed cool instead of hot. It was actually rather soothing after what they'd just done. "Mm... love you," he purred, gently nuzzling Ryou's neck.
With Malik pressed up against him, blocking his airways, it was a bit harder to breath, making him feel a little bit sick with the heat. He felt especially dizzy now that most of his energy was drained from him. Gasping for breath, his eyes closed as the other finally pulled out and gave him a bit of space. At the words, Ryou smiled and leant up to give the other male a soft kiss, along with a nod.
"Mm, love you too," he said happily back, now able to use his legs again, taking a step away into the cold water a bit more just so he could cool himself down. Grabbing for the body soap, he poured a small amount into his palm and began to lather himself, stepping backwards to be out of the water a bit more. "You know, right after I get out, I'll be exhausted and then Yusra will wake up, right?" he asked, giving a soft laugh.
"...oh yeah, with our luck, that's exactly what'll happen." Malik rolled his eyes, but then a grin formed on his face. He was too happy at the moment to let something like that get to him. "It shouldn't be too hard to get her back to sleep though, right?" he asked, reaching for a washcloth and some of the soap.
He scrubbed at himself for a couple of minutes, making sure to get thoroughly clean, but he paused, frowning as he got to his back. "...can you get my back, Ry? I can't quite reach it." Malik turned around, revealing the short trails of blood from where Ryou had clawed his back earlier.
Shaking his head, Ryou gave a slight smirk. "No, wrong. She's been napping, you can't just force her back to sleep. She'll probably be up a few hours before she even thinks of napping." Rubbing the soap up and down his arms, he stepped beneath the water to rinse himself, ridding him of the sweat from earlier.
"Of course I can!" he chimed, turning around to find Malik's back. He frowned naturally when he saw the damage he had done. "Ack..." Gently, he soaped beneath and above the cuts, keeping a right mind to cleanse the wound after they got out with something that was antibacterial and meant for cuts. "That looks so horrid. I hope it doesn't hurt that bad," he commented, gently washing the skin off, pressing soft kisses against Malik's shoulder blades when he was officially cleansed of the suds.
"Nnn..." Malik leaned into the light touches, smiling at Ryou in gratitude when he was finished. "I'll live," he said, winking slightly. "It'll scab over and it'll be fine. I'm not gonna die from a couple of scratches I got during sex with my boyfriend." He turned around to wrap his arms around Ryou again, pressing a light kiss to his forehead.
"I know! I didn't say you were going to die, just wanted to make sure they were taken care of is all," he countered, giving a slight pout. Had he really been that annoyingly worried over it? He didn't think he was being unrealistic, at least. Mewling at the kiss, Ryou gave a small smile, tilting his own head up to kiss Malik's nose tip. "Don't be so cruel. You know it's only because I worry about you so much!"
Malik chuckled a little before stepping into the stream of water, rinsing the rest of the soap off. "I know, and I'm glad you care so much. I really am. And I know they'll be taken care of as long as you're here." He flashed another smile at Ryou, reaching out to stroke his cheek. "So when we get done here, we can get them all cleaned with disinfectant, and get some band-aids on them, and all will be well. Okay?"
Nuzzling against the hand, he gave a small smile and nodded. "Sounds good to me!" As soon as he was completely rinsed off, he stepped out of the tub, hurrying over to grab two towels. Wrapping one around his waist, he toddled over to Malik and set one atop the toilet seat for when the male was finished. "I'm going to go and get some clean clothes, okay?"
"Okay." Shortly after Ryou got out of the shower, Malik turned the water off, stepping out as well. He took the other towel and wrapped it around himself before heading back into Ryou's room to get some clean clothes. "Mm... that felt good, huh?" Malik thought so - in more ways than one.
After leaving the bathroom, Ryou had gone down to his bedroom to find new, clean clothes. Heading straight for his dresser, he wasn't exactly surprised to find most of them empty since all his stuff was at Malik's. Grabbing a striped polo, boxers, and a pair of jeans and socks, he began his journey to get dressed, done within a few seconds. Just when Malik had entered, he had finished putting on his final sock. "Mm, hey you! And of course it did, dummy!" Laughing, he picked a pillow up off his bed and tossed it at his boyfriend.
"So, did you need some clothes to use? I don't know if you'd like mine the best or anything but uhm...I can always go search my Brother's rooms for something you'd like better?" He offered, standing up and padding over to the other, wrapping his arms lightly around him. "I don't really think I've ever had a shower that good though..."
Blocking the pillow that was thrown at him, Malik let out a laugh, shooting a halfhearted glare at the other. "Tch, cheap shot, getting me while I'm wearing nothing but a towel~." He stuck his tongue out for Ryou before shaking his head, a grin on his face.
As his boyfriend approached him, he wrapped an arm around Ryou's waist, the other one holding his towel up. "I dunno how well I could fit in your clothes. I'd probably stretch them out," Malik said, leaning down to kiss the tip of Ryou's nose, "so maybe if you can find something of Bakura's... I think we're pretty close in size. I really should've brought more clothes than I did."
"Well, sadly it's probably the only time I'd ever have half a chance at actually hitting you with it." And that was true enough. Ryou never had really been one for sports of any kind. Anything athletic tended not to be something Ryou excelled at.
Smiling at Malik's comment, he gave a playful roll of his eyes. "I doubt that. You aren't that much bigger but okay, I'll go scour Bakura's room just for you!" Purring at the nose kiss, he daintily pressed a soft peck to the corner of Malik's mouth before running off, heading upstairs to his brother's room. Searching the bedroom, it didn't take him long to find a pair of black pants and a dark hued shirt to go along with it. Grabbing a pair of socks, he then toddled back down the stairs, rushing back to Malik to give him the clothing. "Here! I hope this works out okay."
Malik grinned and nodded, taking the clothes. "Thanks, these'll work," he said, starting to get dressed - making sure to pick up the boxers he'd been wearing before, because that'd just be weird if he went commando in someone else's pants...
He started to pull the shirt on, but then paused, remembering the scratches on his back. "Oh yeah... did you want to get those cleaned? Probably should do that before the shirt." Malik looked over his shoulder, trying to see the cuts. "Don't wanna get your brother's shirt all bloodied up, now."
"You sure?" he asked, just to make sure. Turning his head to give the other privacy, he went to go and jump on his own bed, curling up in a tired little ball. Even without the sex, he was a bit exhausted from Yusra, having to be up and keep her entertained, even at odd morning hours. Giving a soft yawn, he let his eyes close, waiting for his boyfriend to hopefully join him.
"Huh?" Lifting his head, worn eyes gazed to the lacerations on Malik's back. He had completely forgotten about those! Hopping up from the bed, he dashed past his boyfriend to the bathroom to find exactly what he needed. Bending down to the sink cabinet, he opened up the door and searched out some hydrogen peroxide and Neosporin. Once he found what he needed, he headed to the towel closet to find himself something he could use to apply the stuff to Malik's back. "I'm sorry! I forgot all about those!" he apologized, making his way back to the bedroom to find his boyfriend.
Malik had situated himself on Ryou's bed, sitting with his legs crossed. Once the other boy re-entered the room, he looked up, flashing a smile at him. "It's okay," he said, "no harm done." He looked over his shoulder again, but like the several times he'd tried before, he couldn't see them.
"Are they still bleeding? I can't really tell..." Truthfully, they had started to sting a tiny bit, but he wasn't going to tell Ryou that, lest his boyfriend start worrying and blaming himself for it again. It wasn't entirely Ryou's fault; he'd just gotten caught up in the heat of the moment.
"If you say so," he said back softly, walking across the room to seat himself upon the bed. Once on the bed, he crawled over behind Malik and began to let everything fall from his arms, eyeing the cut with regret. Even if it wasn't entirely his fault, he didn't like to see his boyfriend hurting any.
Shaking his head, Ryou grabbed the hydrogen peroxide and a napkin, and poured some onto the napkin, soaking it. Dabbing it over the little abrasions, Ryou made sure to get off any leftover dried blood. Once he was done, he tossed the napkin into his garbage and undid the Neosporin. Taking a small amount onto another tissue, Ryou wiped the cream onto Malik's back, pressing a kiss to his shoulder blade. "There, that should hopefully clear it up a bit by tomorrow." Setting the medicine aside, letting it fall to the floor, he bounced and fell back onto his bed, sprawling out across it. "Mm, you wore me out today..."
Malik flinched a tiny bit as the peroxide made contact with the scratches, but he made no other indications that it hurt at all. He simply grit his teeth and waited patiently for Ryou to get done; once he finished, he tugged Bakura's t-shirt on, then laid down next to Ryou, draping an arm around his waist. "Thanks," he said, brushing a quick kiss against his cheek in gratitude.
He propped his head up on his elbow, looking down at his boyfriend. "Did you like it?" Malik asked, a curious expression on his face. "I mean, I know the sex takes a while to get used to, but... was it enjoyable?"
Smiling happily, Ryou gave a soft purr and nestled close to Malik, draping an arm around him. "Welcome, of course," he said, leaning in to take a quick peck at his chin. He wasn't sure Malik really needed to thank him. It was Ryou's job to take care of him, being his boyfriend and all.
Peering up to Malik, Ryou began to trace his fingers over the male's lower back. "Hmm?" Blushing slightly, Ryou gave a little nod, eyes closing as he came in to lay down a bit closer to the male. "Yes...a lot actually. It was...really good, just like everything with you turns out to be." Not to mention it was exciting, for Ryou anyway. Never in a million years did he think he would ever do something so risqué.
"Mm..." Malik let out a soft sigh as Ryou cuddled closer to him, smiling at how warm he was. Latching one of his legs around Ryou's, Malik lay down completely, curling up against the smaller boy's side. "Good. I want you to feel good... I guess you could consider it sort of a thank-you for putting up with me," he joked, resting his forehead in the crook of Ryou's neck. "...or just another way to show how much I love you. Your pick."
Giving a soft murmur, he let Malik's leg wrap around him, feeling even more comfortable than before, now that he was even closer to the male. "Mm as well," he countered back, tiredly hugging the other a bit closer, letting his eyes close again, resting them. "My 'thank you' is sex?" Laughing, Ryou peeked an eye open to peer to the other, smiling adoringly. "Well, uhm, if it is supposed to be a gift, I guess thank you?" He sighed happily when Malik got even closer, eyes shutting exhaustedly again. "I think I like it better if it's given to me 'cause you love me. I don't think it's a very good gift because who knows? You could be giving that a gift to anyone who put up with you!"
Malik would've smacked his forehead if it wasn't currently buried in the other's neck. Instead, he settled for a snort and a wry smirk. "Ooookay, let me rephrase that," he said, lifting his head to look down at Ryou. "I mean like... making you happy and making you feel good is in return for making me feel that way." His face flushed faintly, but he shook it off, leaning down to lightly peck the corner of Ryou's mouth. "But I agree, giving it because I love you is a better reason."
"Alright." Waiting to hear this rephrasing, Ryou picked up his hand to begin to run his fingers through Malik's hair instead. It was still a bit damp but that didn't keep it from being any less soft to the touch. "Well, either way, thank you. I enjoyed it..." Peering up into the other's eyes, a soft yawn escaped him. "Mm..." Taking a small kiss back for himself, he wrapped his a arm over the other's shoulder. "And a reason I'm very happy for since I love you just as much."
Smiling brightly, Malik leaned down to give Ryou another kiss - a longer one this time. After pulling back, he situated himself against Ryou's side again, nuzzling into his boyfriend's shoulder. "You look tired, Ry. I guess between me and Yusra, you must be completely spent... you should probably try to get some rest, before she wakes up."
Kissing back, Ryou let out a soft little moan, just to let Malik know how much he enjoyed it. Hugging the male close, he smiled as his shoulder was nuzzled. It was too bad every day couldn't have been this nice. "Mm...I want to but are you even tired? I'd feel bad leaving you awake here by yourself..."
Malik nodded a little, snuggling closer. He was a little tired, now that Ryou had mentioned it, but he knew the other boy had to be even more so, given that he'd been babysitting in addition to all they'd done. "Yeah... I could use a short nap too, I think. But even if I wasn't tired, I'd go and grab my laptop and stay here with you in case you need a pillow or something," he said, eyes closing.
"Yeah, I know but..." Letting out a deep breath, he further snuggled into the other, getting comfortable to the point of no return. His eyes felt so heavy and all he could think about was letting himself relax and nod off. "Still, I should be entertaining you or something if you weren't tired..." Nudging against Malik, he gave him a slight hug. "Mm, love you..."
"It's okay, Ry, don't worry about it," Malik said, returning the hug. "Just get some rest, and I'll stay here with you." He pressed one last kiss against Ryou's jaw, holding him closely. "Love you too."
Nodding, Ryou listened to his boyfriend and took his words to heart. Almost immediately, he was halfway there to sleep, all huddled up warm and close to Malik. "Mmph..." One last murmur and he went silent. Within the next couple of minutes, Ryou was out like a light.