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inkuranmaricchanbrainrot2024-08-02 02:31 pm
puzzleshounen) wrote in inkuranmaricchanbrainrot2024-08-02 02:31 pm
Weren't You the Queen, And I Your King (Mythship × Yuugi AU)
CW: Incest
[The Ceremonial Duel...
The day Yuugi and the Pharaoh were to part. Atem returned home to the Afterlife, and Yuugi... was left to continue living.
He was a stronger person now, really! Losing a part of him that was always there for three straight years? It was fine. It was what Atem wanted, so it was fine.
He said forever.
But he just wanted to go home.
It was fine.
It was fine.
Yuugi couldn't bring himself to return home with the others... and so here he was, sitting in the Ishtars' guest room, trying not to let them see him crying in bed with his face buried in the pillow.
It was fine.
It was fine.
Everything was fine.
The Ishtars were so good to him: Marik was a ball of life and energy, and Ishizu... she made him feel safe. Comforted.
That was why he couldn't let them see him cry. They couldn't let them see just how much the Pharaoh's passing had affected him.
He promised.
He promised him...a lot of things. Atem spoke kindly and told Yuugi he was all he needed. He talked about what they'd do together when he got his memories back: where they'd go, what they'd do...
How he loved him.
How he never wanted to be without him...
Was...
Was that a lie...?]
[The Ceremonial Duel...
The day Yuugi and the Pharaoh were to part. Atem returned home to the Afterlife, and Yuugi... was left to continue living.
He was a stronger person now, really! Losing a part of him that was always there for three straight years? It was fine. It was what Atem wanted, so it was fine.
He said forever.
But he just wanted to go home.
It was fine.
It was fine.
Yuugi couldn't bring himself to return home with the others... and so here he was, sitting in the Ishtars' guest room, trying not to let them see him crying in bed with his face buried in the pillow.
It was fine.
It was fine.
Everything was fine.
The Ishtars were so good to him: Marik was a ball of life and energy, and Ishizu... she made him feel safe. Comforted.
That was why he couldn't let them see him cry. They couldn't let them see just how much the Pharaoh's passing had affected him.
He promised.
He promised him...a lot of things. Atem spoke kindly and told Yuugi he was all he needed. He talked about what they'd do together when he got his memories back: where they'd go, what they'd do...
How he loved him.
How he never wanted to be without him...
Was...
Was that a lie...?]
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[No hesitation: Yuugi scrambles onto the bed on his hands and knees.
Does this mean...? Marik is going to...?
Or is he going to use the toy on him again?
Gods, let him actually take him...]
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So eager, Yuugi. I'd say you wanted this to happen...
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[Yuugi might be putting on a show for Marik, too. He shakes his ass, looks over his shoulder with open-mouthed pants.]
Nnnn...Want it...
[He arches his back, just a little.]
Want my brother to stuff me full with his cock...
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Do you...?
[He traces his finger around his hole then grabs both cheeks and spreads them roughly, trying to stretch out that adorable pucker of his as he digs his fingers into his flesh again.]
I have one stipulation then...
You either use your mouth or your cock on sister while I do that.
[Ishizu's cheeks flush as she looks at Yuugi.]
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He doesn't want you, you know. He only wants Ishizu.
He pushes the thought away, instead beckoning Ishizu over.]
My mouth...I'll use my m-mouth...!
[Because he was greedy. He wanted Marik to be the one to make him cum.]
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[Although bashful, Ishizu grabs the bottle of lube and tosses it to Marik. He catches it, applying some to his length, pauses, and holds the bottle above Yuugi's entrance, letting the cool liquid slowly drip and pool on to it.
Ishizu climbs on top of the sheets and positions herself with Yuugi's head between her legs, stroking his hair.
She's making it so he can rest on her lap rather than anything else at the moment.]
Marik, let Yuugi focus on how you are making him feel first. Then, if he wishes, he can do more.
Is that what you want?
[She smiles and nods, continuing to pet their lover's head.]
Yes... In fact.... Yuugi, roll on to your back so you may face Marik.
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She... she gets it. She gets it. Gods, Ishizu deserves so much.
With a smile that can only be described as bashful, he lays on his back, resting his head on her lap.
His first time with Atem... was like this. Them facing each other. They were in a soul room, but it meant so much.
He wanted that with Marik, too.
But did...Marik want that intimacy with him...?]
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Marik swallows and climbs up on to the bed, one hand holding his erection as he begins to position himself, eventually pressing the head against Yuugi's hole.
Ishizu smiles contently down at the smaller male with absolute adoration, petting his hair gently, wanting to make him feel loved and desired.
Marik pauses a moment, his voice a bit shaky as he says:]
J.. Just tell me if it hurts and I'll stop.
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[Marik is... so shy. He can't keep eye contact, like looking into Yuugi's eyes is hard to do.
He trembles, gasping at the feeling of flesh on flesh; he wanted this so badly. He wanted this connection... this wonderful intimacy.]
I...want this. I want... to be one with you.
[Oh...oh, he hadn't expected tears to well up in his eyes, or to stare into Marik's face with yearning and adoration and...
Lo...]
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Marik audibly swallows, his nervousness somewhat softening his erection. Gods dammit. He needs to stop thinking and just act before he chickens out.
So he leans over Yuugi and kisses him on the lips, soft and sweet, his heart thumping in his chest. Maybe that combination with the sensation of Yuugi clinging to him, if he does, will help get him hard again.]
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[He does cling; he kisses him with every bit of emotion in his chest, every bit of yearning.
It distracted him from Marik's softening erection, his own thoughts...]
Love you...
[... and his own inhibitions.]
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Love you. He loves him.
Ishizu hears those words and tenses up. She knows Marik isn't ready to hear that. She bites her lip, trying to quickly come up with something to save the failing situation they've found themselves in.
Marik stops moving completely, his eyes wide in fear and he softens completely. Out of sheer embarrassment, he hastily pulls back and hops off the bed, bee-lining for his own room to lock himself into.]
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Yuugi...
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He... said it. He said his feelings...out loud. And Marik looked at him like... that.
Afraid.
He ran away.
Yuugi scared him--
He didn't feel the same way.]
Sorry--
[He sits up, rubs his eyes before the tears fall.
Then he slips out of her arms... and looks for clothes to put on.]
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You do not need to apologize. You did nothing wrong. I will speak to Marik.
[Ishizu kisses his forehead. She isn't sure if it will make him feel better but he deserves to know, because she can be honest with him.]
I love you, Yuugi. Never doubt that.
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Ishizu loves him.
Marik does not.
Marik only used toys on him and included Ishizu. He skirted away from any individual intimacy.
Because... he pressured him.
He touched him because Ishizu wanted him to.
He never...]
...I love you, too. And...it's...it's okay.
[He pulls away, putting his clothes on before giving her a sad smile.]
He...doesn't have to force himself to touch me anymore. I can't do that to him.
[He quickly walks towards the front door, grabbing his umbrella.]
I...I'll be out for a bit. I'll be back later.
[And he left...
Because he refused to let any of them hear him cry.]
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But in this case, she's powerless. Only Marik can fix this.
Ishizu's known Yuugi's preference from the start. It didn't bother her, not fully at least. But she knew Marik was still struggling with what happened and coming to terms with what he did, along with his loose grasp on his emotions.
She frowns, clasping a hand over her heart as she watches Yuugi leave, only able to get out a "please be safe" before he does so.
It's a good thing he left, because the screaming between Ishizu and Marik that follows is the first of its kind -- and is not pleasant at all. It's enough to get Ishizu to leave the house in an angry huff, deciding to go into town to calm down as well.
Marik remains cooped up in his bedroom, curled up against the wall, brooding as he always does when he doesn't know how to handle something.]
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What preference? He loved them both equally, and therein lied the issue. How could he live with someone who clearly did not see him that way, while Yuugi kept touching the person he truly loved?
He couldn't do that to him.
They deserved to be happy without him. Yuugi could be a long-distance lover for Ishizu, keep his distance so he stopped hurting Marik.
Even if he yearned to be happy with them both...
It wasn't to be, right...?
He kept walking about outside, staying away from the Marik roads so he could be alone.
So he could think.]