His mind was fuzzy, he remembered where he was, why he was there but something was not as he remembered it. There was something missing, something he should have been aware of...Marik was missing, ‘That’s not it.’ He was still stuck on the bed, unclothed but partially covered again, ‘No not it...’ Jounouchi turned his head looking around when he caught sight of his arm, ‘My arm!’ That was it, he remembered now the cuts inflicted by Marik...they weren’t there. His arm lay there looking the same as it had every other day of his life.

~Told you I have many powers...~

‘Bastard. It was all in my head wasn’t it?’ He could hear Marik’s laughter again getting closer. ‘Of course it was you need me alive for whatever it is you’ve got planed for Yugi. I am such an idiot.’ Jounouchi closed his eyes, angrily chiding himself for falling for Marik’s display.

“Yes you are...and a very cute one at that.” Marik walked over into Jounouchi’s view then sat down on the bedside again. “You do plan on keeping your promise to behave now don’t you?”

Jounouchi glared at him. ‘How misbehaved can I be like this anyways dumbass?’

~You know it’s not my ass you should be worried about...~ Forcefully pulling off the sheet Marik uncovered Jounouchi.

‘You know I really wish you’d fucking stop that. I may not be able to move... much... but damn it, it’s cold in here.’

“Then I’ll just have to warm you up won’t I?” violet eyes leered at the boy, causing an even colder sensation to creep over him.

‘You are so not helping!’ Jounouchi closed his eyes again, removing from his sight Marik’s enjoyment.

“I’m not here to help you. I’m here to get what I deserve, what I desire, what rightly belongs to me,” Marik paused to gaze at Jounouchi’s face. “Look at me.” Jounouchi’s eyes came open. “I don’t care about anything or anyone else... well maybe making sure the Pharaoh gets what he deserves also, but see that’s where you come in...As long as he gets hurt along the way to my becoming Pharaoh, nothing else matters. However, if I can have some fun along the way...and yet again, this is you...so be it. By the way...I will get what I want...one way,” Marik leaned down to peer deeply into Jounouchi’s brown eyes, “or another and this also includes you.”

Jounouchi felt a shiver come over him as he lay there staring up into the void of Marik’s eyes, the sheer insanity of it all was overwhelming. ‘You’re nuts!’

Marik flinched at the words. “Nuts? Evil, maybe...determined, defiantly...sadistic, oh yeah...but nuts? Never. Someone crazy could never have pulled off everything I’ve done, would never have a chance to do what I intend.”

‘Like that’s gonna work? You are nuts if you think whatever you’ve been planning is happening. Including anything with me.’ Jounouchi turned his face away from Marik, trying to hide the fact that he was getting scared. He could feel Marik get up off the bed; hear him walk across the floor to the other side of the room.

“Come here Jounouchi, on your own. I give the freedom to move, as long as you do what I want.”

Jounouchi tried at first to move his arm, not believing a word out of the Egyptian’s mouth. When he saw he was able to move his arm, he sat up on the bed and attempted to speak. ‘Fuck! You couldn’t let me talk at least?’

~No, I like you quite...more or less. You still talk to much as it is. ~ “Now as I said, come here.”

‘Go to hell!’ the blond replied, glaring at him. Jounouchi grabbed the sheet Marik had tossed earlier on the floor and attempted to cover him self with it.

"You know I said it was only as long as you did what I wanted you to...too bad.” ~Come Here! ~

Jounouchi got off the bed and walked towards the chair where Marik was sitting. ‘Wonder if this is how Kaiba and Mokuba felt when Pegasus had their souls trapped in those cards? Could they feel their bodies being commanded around like this?’ He had seen Mokuba’s body brought in to torment Kaiba during his duel with Pegasus, ‘Neah, don’t think they were too aware of anything...wish I wasn’t.’ When he was standing in front of Marik, he noticed the gleam in the violet eyes, a sneer on the face. Jounouchi cast his eyes lower glaring at the smug form in front of him; Marik was sitting there wearing that stupid smile and not much else. Jounouchi brought his eyes back up quickly, trying to ignore the fact that here he was stripped down, bare-assed naked and standing in front of the psycho nut from hell who was also currently naked.

Marik sat there basking in the emotions pouring off the blond. Anger, hatred, embarrassment...he feed off it, needing it like air. Watching Jounouchi standing there wondering what he was up to, Marik was enjoying the sheer torture of it all. “Kneel before you Master, slave,” Marik put just enough force into his words making Jounouchi do as he wanted.

Jounouchi’s eyes opened wider, ‘What the fuck?’ He fell to the floor, kneeling at Marik’s feet. He gritted his teeth, determined not to let Marik do what he was thinking.

Marik sat up, leaning closer to Jounouchi, ~Silly boy, you still trying to fight me? It’s not going to work you know...besides I can do this either with or without your cooperation. ~ He ran his tongue over Jounouchi’s lips.

Even though Jounouchi felt an incredible urge to open his teeth and bite the offending part, he found he couldn’t. He could feel the warm wet trail left behind on his lips after Marik had sat back up. Marik’s hand then touched his face. Placing one finger on Jounouchi’s chin, Marik opened his mouth slightly. ‘What are you doing?’

“Proving something to you...I can do whatever I want.” He placed his finger into Jounouchi’s mouth and with his other hand closed the mouth again. “Suck...”

Jounouchi tried to bite the finger off, not caring if he had to taste that bastard’s blood for the rest of his life. Instead he found himself, softly and slowing sucking on the digit, his tongue wrapping around it. He could feel it moving in and out, working between his lips, swirling around the opening. He closed his eyes again, trying to imagine himself anywhere else, with anyone else. Tried to ignore the slight catch he could hear in Marik’s breathing, the faster pace the finger seemed to be taking.

As Marik pulled his finger out of the kneeling boy’s mouth, he let out a slight moan. He opened the mouth a little wider, and placed it just over his throbbing need. “Continue...”

Jounouchi nearly choked from the shock. He knew it had been coming, but tried to convince himself it wouldn’t. In his mind, he was screaming again, mentally trying to get away. The salty fluid from the tip, hitting his taste buds, ripped him back to the present. Slowly moving around, up and down, over the shaft and back again. Sucking in, tightening around the ‘presence’ in his mouth. His mind still not accepting what was happening refused to comprehend what was going on. Marik’s hands found their way into his hair; he could feel them pushing him further down forcing to take more into him. He wondered slightly why he wasn’t gagging, and then brushed it off as another of Marik’s tricks. The breath from above was coming in short hitches, hips trying to thrust up into the already descending mouth, Jounouchi knew it couldn’t be much longer. The flood hit the back of his throat, choking him but Marik still held him tight. Jounouchi tried to swallow, convincing himself it wasn’t going to be as bad as he’d heard. He was right, it was worse.

When Marik finally release his hold, he pushed Jounouchi back on the floor. Then joined him, licking off his face anything he hadn’t been able to take. “You’re a natural you know, absolutely perfect. I am going to love having you around, and maybe once this is done...I’ll let you keep your mind after all.”
 

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