Tag: marik ishtar

millieyre:

“I don’t like most people.”

Quick doodles of Little Mariku [AU] before I head to bed. 🙂

Watch whoever was being mean to Ryou stay a good yard or so away from Marik and tell Ryou to come out and quit being a coward. 
Marik just tells them to go ahead and take Ryou but they hesitate and Ryou is now pulling on the back of Marik’s shirt desperately, but the bullies are unnerved by Marik’s resting bitch face that they take off. 
Marik then has to shake himself free of Ryou and turns to ask him what that whole mess was about but before he can say anything, Ryou hugs him tight. 
Marik is at a loss of words and clearly has no idea what to say or do for a good few seconds and by the time his mind registers what happened, Ryou is bounding off to find his brother.

millieyre:

Just a very quick scribble of “soon-to-be-extremely-kinky-Deathshipping-sex” 🐶❤️👌

Marik had no clue where Ryou got his get up from or where he had been hiding it to keep it out of sight from his prying brother and absentminded father but at the moment, he truly did not care. Ryou was literally asking for it and with every fidget that beautiful boy made, the reason why he came over that night in the first place was being pushed further out of his mind.
“I thought,” he started. What had Marik been thinking? He had best come up with something on the fly then. “-That kitten’s don’t wear collars, much alone leashes,” the Ishtar spoke as he moved closer. Marik took ahold of the lease, wrapping the chain around one hand then gave it a small tug to pull Ryou a bit closer without verbal command.
“I suppose not,” Ryou said quietly before looking up to the other with a hint of disappointment residing behind those rich brown eyes. 
Seeing he had not said the right words, Marik pulled upward on the bit of chain forcing the other up higher on his knees while Marik himself bent down, stopping just before his boyfriend’s face. 
“Are you a bad kitten?” Ryou blinked at the question only to feel lips brush his cheek before inching further down to caress his neck. A soft mewl coming from from him as Marik gradually added teeth just over above the thick collar that blocked him from pleasuring that lily white neck and adorning it with hickies.
“I,” Ryou swallowed as anticipation began to swell up inside of him. “I might be.”
“Well then…” Marik leaned back just enough so he can peer back into those eyes he loved so much. The very same set that had never once looked at him with malice to them like he had seen in everyone else’s who labeled him a worthless monster. “I guess I’ll just have to see how bad you really are.” Marik placed a brief but firm kiss onto the other male’s lips before speaking again. Ryou’s hands now pawing at the youngest’s Ishtar’s top. “…you have handcuffs right?” Marik asked in a lower voice in hopes not to ruin the mood. A small nod of confirmation from the other and a broad grin fanned out over Marik’s face. “This is going to be fun~”