Warning: This RP was based solely of the idea of Marik/Malik Ishtar having wild man sex with a zombie (Yami no Marik, called Yalik) anything resembling plot is purely accidental. If you don’t like it, why in the world are you even looking at this?

*Marik continues to work or tries to at least, all too aware of eyes on his back, though it wasn't new. He attributed his lack of concentration, nerves and frequent glances at the other to be the results of lack of sleep, lack of food, his remaining sanity finally failing him, his lack of Human contact and nearly everything else under the sun, all the while unable to fully immerse himself in his work. It was abnormal for a simple dream to bother him so much, especially when he had dreamed worse... and less pleasant... obviously there was more then just the dream itself. Only he currently didn't have time to analyze himself*

*Times passes unbearably slow in the lab, but soon lunch break rolls around and all the scientists file out of the lab*

*Putting up his work he turns to his charge and asks* food or talking first?

*Yalik's head snapped up, having dosed off* "Wha?...Oh...Can't I do both?"

You can *Marik says* I just wasn't sure if you'd want to *he replies his lips twisting in one of its rare though wry smiles. He goes to prepare the food*

"I told you...I'm always hungry."

*That startles a chuckle out of Marik, but he adds as he walks over with the food* Maybe not for much longer, your blood work has come back and while you are still missing a lot of nutrients in your system, it isn’t as bad as it was, you aren’t using as much anymore. *He sets the bucket up and sends it sliding over* There you go.

"That's good news for your team I'm guessing." *Yalik, picks up the bucket and starts eating its contents slowly* "Am I eventually going to be given a plate and utensils?......I understand you'd prefer not to be bitten, but this feeding me like an incompetent animal is getting annoying."

I wasn't really thinking about "my team" *Marik said dryly, thinking about how little the other knew of his opinion of being bitten* I think if I put it to the others as "them not having to feed you because you can feed yourself" you can probably get utensils... In fact it would probably benefit everyone if there were more changes made... You don't need to be tied up all the time and I think it would benefit you to actually move around beyond lunging at passer-bys *he added the last teasingly He was momentarily lost in thought, trying to decide how to approach his colleagues about this, and in a way that wouldn't have him packed up in a straight-jacket after the first couple of words*

“Hmm....I would like to stand on my own for a while..." *He rattles the shackles around his wrists* "Loosen them a bit? Just enough so I can get up."

*Marik raises a brow skeptically at the request for a moment, but circles around behind him to loosen the bonds, pushing the tray of food far enough away to give the other more room. He may trust the other far more then he should, which was at all, but mostly he trusted in his ability to take care of himself, as foolhardy as it seems. Besides it would do the other no good to be given the chance to move only for him not to be able to because his muscles had wasted from lack of use* Better? *he asked when finished, moving to his side*

*Standing, a bit wobbly at first Yalik stretches, groaning appreciatively as he bends his back with a series pops and cracks* "Aaaah! Much better!..." *He turns to Marik, flashing a slight smile* "Thanks.."

No problem... Did that feel as good as it sounded? *Marik snickered, lips forming their own small smile* Oh, and try not to bring this up with the others, they tend to get fidgety for some reason when "you" and "unchained" are mentioned together in the same phrase, though the hell if I know why *He says grinning wickedly*

*Yalik's expression matches Marik's and a chuckle escaped him.* "Think you could make me feel even better?"

*More relaxed and comfortable around the other then with all his colleagues combined, Marik teased back playfully, a large grin spreading across his face as he said seductively* Make you feel better? I don't have to think about it, I know. What do you want?*He purred the last wickedly, eyes dancing with mirth*

*Yalik growls, a lustful gleam showing in his eyes. He licks his sharp teeth as he considered his response. So tempted to let the boy know what he was craving, he recalled there was something more important about this meeting. With a sigh he dropped his playful expression to look more serious* "You could tell me.....why I'm having dreams about you..."

*lust and uncertainty trickled through him at the heated glance, but were quickly stopped at the sudden serious expression that took its place* Dreams… about me *Marik pushed his apprehension away and set to give the other an answer as serious as the one that asked the question.*

We dream for many reasons, to work things out in our minds as we sleep perhaps… No one knows everything there is about dreams. Some believe that there are meanings in what we see in out dreams, or that it is our minds way of moving thoughts into long-term memory… Or that they are our unconscious wishes or that it’s our minds way of regulating ourselves… I guess it’s not a huge surprise that you would dream about me, you see a lot of me and interact more with me then anyone else as your brain has been developing …

that’s all I can say, dreams really aren’t my forte. Maybe it’s just a dream with no meaning… If it’s any help at all, I dream about you too. *He finished weakly, the once huge grin now a halfhearted curve of the lips*

*Yalik didn't know whether to feel more discouraged or comforted by Marik's response, but upon hearing his last comment he looks up curiously* "You...do?..."

Um, yeah, I do. *Marik laughs a strange almost nervous laugh* Hell, you were in my dreams last night. *His face hurt from stretching it in an over large fake grin*

*Yalik can tell the smile is false by how strained Malik looks. He raises a brow and asks* "And....what was your dream about?"

*Marik makes a strangled choking sound and starts coughing violently. As soon as he finishes he says in a hoarse voice* Nothing- nothing much. * A weak, watery smile accompanies this claim*

*Yalik's eyes narrow, seeing through Marik's nervous response* "Quit with the fake smiles and just tell me."

*No damn you! That's what he wanted to say at least as his frustration rose, however that would only cause the other to insist on an answer and make him less likely to believe any preferable lie he would later concoct if he had to so he settled for a part truth.* You escaped from your bindings and came after me. *Marik said at last*

*Yalik's brow rose a bit in surprise* "....I dreamed that you were the one chained up..."

Wh- What did you say? *Marik felt the blood leaving his face and tried to ignore the ringing in his ears*

*His face flushed a bit but he kept Marik's gaze* "How....did I come after you exactly?"

I was chained to your sleeping platform... *He trailed off, his hackles standing on end*

*Yalik's breathing stopped and his eyes grew impossibly wide* "....A...and?"

It doesn't matter *Marik said flatly* It was a dream.

"I don't care...I still want to know..."

People don't always get what they want *He said hoarsely* Let it go.

"I don’t want to…"

What?! *He wants to scream and fight, to put the other in his place but the others quiet response left him unbalanced, not knowing how to respond* Look, please, just let it go!

*Blinking twice, Yalik reaches out hesitantly and touches Marik’s cheek*

*Marik watches warily, his eyes wide, but allows the hand to reach for him, ready to leap back without a moments notice. When the hand only rests on his face he relaxes, memories of the same hand in his dream surfacing in his mind, causing his own flush to spread*

*Marveling in the warmth and softness of Marik's skin, he reaches out with his other hand and slides it into his hair*

*Marik lets him, his eyes drooping as the other runs his hand through his hair. He had always secretly enjoyed having his hair played with, he just didn't let most people do it. Unconsciously he leans into the other a little*

*Thoroughly enjoying the boy's reaction, Yalik draws him closer until they’re almost pressed against each other* "You....You’re so warm..." *He whispers lazily, closing his eyes and leaning his head down closer to Marik's*

*Marik sighs, his warm breath brush the ends of the others bangs. He leans his weight against Yalik fully, resting his forehead against the one supporting his weight and wrapped his arms around the others bare waist*

*Yalik buries his nose in Marik's hair, breathing in his wonderful scent. Both hands move into the light blonde tresses and tilt the boys head back slightly*

*As his head is being tilted back, he hears the distant sound of voices glances at his watch* Goddamn it… Not much time *Marik mutters, irritation shining in his glazed eyes*

*Yalik growls* "Fuck..." *He reluctantly pulls away and sits back down on the cold metal floor*

*glancing at the still shut door, Marik kneels down and grasping the others hair roughly, pulls him into a deep kiss, nipping sharply as he finishes, before turning and walking over to bathing supplies, just as the door opens to admit two scientists, laughing and joking out loud. They wave at Marik and walk over to their work station and grab something from a drawer before turning and leaving again, continuing their previous conversation*

*Yalik leans back against the wall, touching his lips as he watches Marik's retreating form, his heart thudding wildly in his chest*

*humming to himself, he set the water heater to warm as he gathered soup and sponge and setting them to the side, grabbing a nearby remote control and walking over to Yalik*

*Yalik watches him curiously. Marik hadn't used those things before...*

Bath ti~me! *Marik sang out* That means you stand up and start walking over There *he said, pointing to an open class cubicle in the nearest corner, by the work station that he had left the bathing supplies sitting*

*Yalik raises a brow* "What?...You're not just gonna hit me with the hose?"

*Marik raises his own in mocking response* Do you want me to?

"I'd rather not...Too cold."

Then stand up and start walking. *He said as he hit a button on the remote, causing the powerful motors that anchored the chain to whirr into life and unlock from their ports before slowly moving over to the corner, ready to drag the one attached to them should they struggle or not move quick enough*

"Whoa!" *He gets up and moves to where the chains lead him*

Get ready for the rough part. *Marik dead-pans as the motors suddenly stop before the glass door*

*Yalik looks up at the motors, towards the door, then back at Marik* "Uh...What now?"

This. *Marik says and pushes another button, causing the motors to rise up the intersecting rails, the chain barely extending, pulling Yalik's arms up* Go through the door. *He directed, and the motors moved back on to a horizontal rail, though it was higher then the first, allowing it to go over the glass wall. Sliding into place, the motors proceeded forward once more, holding Yalik's arms above his head*

*Yalik grunts uncomfortably and steps inside the cubicle* "I think I might have settled for the hose..."

See if you still think that when we are done. *Marik murmured slyly and set the warm water to shower gently down on the other as he went to go grab the supplies*

*Yalik winces and growls as the water begins to soak him, but the warmth feels better than he expected and he relaxes back against the wall, waiting for Marik to return*

*Marik quickly returns, sans lab coat and shoes, and steps into the cubicle as some of the warm spray lands on him, wetting his blue hospital smock. He sets his supplies down on a nearby bench and then angles the spray away from the now wet Yalik.* Shorts off. *he announces, before grabbing the front of Yalik's single piece of clothing and pulling, causing the snaps in the back to release*

*Yalik blinks in surprise* "Hello! What are you doing??"

I'm getting ready to have my way with you in an over-sized shower while all my co-workers watch. What the hell did you think I was doing? *He asks blandly, soaping up the luffa he had grabbed*

*Yalik blinks rapidly....A sly grin spread across his face* "Kinky little bastard aren't you...?" *He growls playfully*

You have no idea. *Marik dead-panned, his lips twitching slightly, before he went behind the other and started scrubbing his back*

*Yalik leans his head forward, groaning softly as Marik rubbed over the muscles along his back*

*Marik keeps his expression professional, running seemingly uninterested eyes over the bronze back before him, starting from the neck and shoulders with the luffa and working his way down the back until he reached the others firm buttocks* Heads up *He said under his breath as he kneeled, and proceeded to wash the other quickly but thoroughly before working his way down the legs*

*Jumps a bit* "Ack! Watch it back there!"

Will do. *Marik says with a grin, watching the flexing ass as he finished washing the back of the others legs and moved around to wash the feet and ankles, followed by the shins*

*Yalik trembles a bit and fails to stifle a snort* "Heh...C-cut that out..."

Cut what out? *Marik asks, slowing down as he asked the question, eyes trailing up the familiar body, over the proud cock that rested between long legs, continuing up the muscled torso into pale eyes not that different from his own*

"I'm..." *Yalik looks away, pouting a bit* "....kinda ticklish."

*A grin broke out across his face and evil laughter bubbled up his throat.* You are So lucky break ends in 20ish minutes. *Marik shakes his head and continued up the front of the legs until he reached the other's thighs*

"Hmph!" *Yalik looks back down and sticks out his tongue, blinking when he notices just how much he enjoyed the site of the boy kneeling before him*

*Marik pauses, hands resting on the others hips.* Don't stick it out if you can't use it. *He says, breath brushing against Yalik's groin*

*Drawing his tongue back into his mouth, Yalik hisses and his cock twitches faintly*

Less then 20 minutes *Marik pointed out, moving up to his stomach and scrubbing, accidentally brushing the twitching organ on occasion, before moving up to his broad chest*

*Yalik snarls* "Fucking tease....."

That wasn't teasing *Marik said, narrowing his eyes and leaning to nuzzle his nose against the others* This is. *and he suddenly pinched the nipples that he'd been brushing gently with the loofa, harshly*

*Yalik hisses and arches his back slightly, tugging on the chains* "Aah! Evil little bastard...." *He growls, chuckling darkly*

*Marik laughs his own wicked amusement before tugging on the others shoulders* Get on your knees so I can wash your hair.

"What? Too short?" *Yalik shifts up onto the balls of his feet and laughs* "Besides the chains are holding me up. I can’t kneel."

*Marik muttered something about his lack in stature being the others fault before adjusting the motors to lower... causing Yalik to have to either kneel of stand with his legs greatly bent*

*Yalik kneels on the wet tile floor* "Better" *He looks up at him with a sly grin*

*Marik stares down in mock haughter, brows arched before moving to wash the others hair*

*Yalik closes his eyes and groans at the feel of Marik's fingers working in his hair*

*Marik runs his fingers lightly over the others scalp after soaping the hair completely.* Done, ready to rinse?

*Yalik mumbles softly and nods*

Raising the chains *Marik called out before setting them to gently rise as he moves over to the nozzle, tuning it to rinse the other off. That done he shuts off the water and turns to operate the vents which quickly filter out the steam and blast warm dry air on the occupants*

*Yalik shakes his hair out and sighs contently* "Too long..."

Too long? *Marik asks over the sound of fans*

"Since I had a pleasant shower....Even though someone else did all the work for me. "He glances over at Marik and chuckles*

Are you complaining? *Marik asked glancing at his watch*

"No...not at all" *Yalik purred* "How much longer?"

We have 15 minutes before the first peon even thinks of returning *he said, stripping off his soggy smock and stepping over to the other* Any idea's how we might use the time given to us?

"Hmmmmm...." *Yalik licks his lips in thought* "Come here..."

*Marik smirks and saunters up to him* Yes? You have me, now what will you do with me?

*Yalik tugs on his shackles* "Let me go for a little while?"

*Marik pauses deep in thought, mentally smacking himself for even considering it* the best I can do at the moment is lengthen your chains to their max, I don't have the key for the locks. Try not to ask me for that too much? I can be shot and dumped in the nearest deep hole for even talking about releasing you.

*Yalik bristles and snarls* "Like anyone would get the chance!...Now loosen these damn things."

So glad you have so much faith in me. *Marik walks over to him and loosens the chains as far as they will go, stepping back so the other can move*

*Lunging forward Yalik grabs onto Marik and pulls him against his chest. He nuzzles his face against the boy’s hair* "Nnn...Much better..."

*He yelps at the sudden contact but chuckles softly, wrapping his arms around the others trim waist* I second that *he murmurs*

*Yalik smiles and buries his face against the crook of Marik's neck, inhaling the scent there*

*Marik tightens his arms and slides his body up against the taller, nuzzling his throat and shoulders*

*Sighing contently, Yalik runs his tongue up Marik's neck and whispers in his ear* "Tell me....This isn't another....dream is it?..."

*tilting his head back to bare his throat to the other, he grins and says* Let’s find out. *Before bringing one of his hands harshly down on a shapely ass-cheek* You sleeping?

*Yalik jumps* "Hey!" *He pouts against Marik’s shoulder then grins once more* "Nope....Still awake... Now... I have a favor to return" *He leans back a bit and grasps Marik's chin, tilting his face up*

*He leans into the kiss, slightly parting his lips and relaxing into the other's embrace*

*He runs his fingers into Marik’s hair, tugging slightly to tilt his head back more as his tongue slithered into the boys mouth*

*Marik groaned deeply in his throat, his tongue going to meet its mate as his hands slid up to cling to the others shoulders*

*Yalik's tongue withdraws and runs across Marik's lips* "You know......Ridiculous as it sounds...." *He cups Marik's cheek, stroking it with his thump* "I still....haven’t caught your name."

*Marik paused looking that the other in shock be before bursting out , howling with laughter, mirth shaking his body as he clung to the other for support* Marik...*He rasped* My name is Marik Ishtar.... and you *he murmured to himself quietly... finally shaking his head at some inner thought* 

"Marik..." *Yalik grins.* "I like it....and as for me....I thought I already..."

*Marik exhales softly, burrowing his face in the crook of the others neck*... Yalik? *He finally asks, not really wanting the answer and knowing that it was too late to pray for another, yet still hoping anyways*

*Yalik freezes in place, staring down at the boy in his arms* "...h....How did you know that?"

*Marik winces, realizing he'd just blown any chance of ignoring the now more then possible situation* Would you believe me if I said it was part of my dream last night? *he said weakly, feeling queasy at the possible implications. Insanity was the best he could hope for* 

".........I'd be a fool if I didn't...."

Oh? *He continued weakly* So you just accept it? Accept that we're sharing the same goddamn dream? *Marik wished he hadn't said anything... maybe it was only a one time deal. Now... the other might think... he didn't want anyone to think they had any kind of bond with him, shared Anything with him, especially the living corpse that he happened to be fooling around with.*

*Yalik scowls* "I don’t really want to accept it but what else could it be??"

I... I have no fucking clue. What so ever. *Marik said at last*