Yaoi: Marth and Ike

Short Story by: MBSkye

Summary

Don't read if you don't like lemony yaoi!

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Submitted: August 27, 2010

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Submitted: August 27, 2010

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“Can’t we try something new tonight?” Marth said quietly as Ike pushed him gently onto the bed, laying on his chest. The mercenary kissed the bluenette’s cheeks and lips and chest, nipping at his ears as he was becoming restless, for he had been waiting for their time alone the whole day. He looked at Marth and hesitated.

“What did you want to try?” he asked.

“Well…” said Marth shyly, slinging his arms around Ike’s neck.

“What is it?”

“Can you cope with a change?” the prince simply asked.

“I can cope with anything, if I knew what you were talking about,” Ike smiled, wanting to know what his lover was thinking. “Would you just tell me already?”

Marth chuckled and pressed his lips against Ike’s, refusing to tell him in a playful way. The prince let his tongue dance with his companion’s until the mercenary pushed on Marth’s chest, pulling away. He looked down at Marth, pleading to know what he had wanted. Ike chuckled when he parted, for a puddle of saliva surrounded his lips and Marth’s, a thread of the spit hanging from both of the men’s lips. Ike wiped their mouths, and asked,

“What was it that you wanted to try tonight?” he asked, smiling slightly.

“Find out for yourself,” Marth smirked, licking his lips. The prince squirmed his way out from under his lover, and climbed over him. He felt the heat of Ike’s back get pinned between his chest, smiling with the warm environment. Ike was stuttering in confusion, asking Marth what he was doing. Marth repeated himself, and tightly grasped Ike’s stomach.

Ike’s eyes widened as he realized what Marth was going to do, and opened his mouth to say something to the prince, but the bluenette had forced himself into the mercenary, stifling the voice in his throat. Ike gripped one of the pillows and yelled Marth’s name, making the prince smirk and lean forward.

“M-Marth! Why didn’t you--you tell me what--you were going to--to do!” Ike groaned, digging his fingers into the soft green pillow.

Marth just gritted his teeth in a smirking grin and thrusted harder, trying to prove to Ike that he couldn’t have all the fun, all the time. Ike was grunting and groaning, burying his face into the pillow he almost tore in two. Marth was doing a damn good job, for a first-time seme, as Ike thought. But what had come over him? What--

The prince pushed his full length into Ike’s backside, making the mercenary grunt louder than ever, and to Marth’s surprise, it sounded slightly like a yelp. He realized he was being kind of rough, but wasn’t Ike stronger than that?

“Be strong,” Marth said, shaking his head with a smile. The prince pulled on Ike’s side, making him turn onto his back in the middle of the bed. Ike clutched his pillow to his mouth, biting it with such force, it hurt his jaw. Marth placed his hands next to Ike’s face and breathed in, pushing his hips forward, intruding in on Ike again. The mercenary’s back arched, his hands pushing the pillow over his mouth to stifle a moan. Marth pulled the pillow from his lover’s face and licked his lips as he pulled out, and pushed in from Ike’s lower back. Marth let Ike breathe as he pulled up from his face, his tongue brushing against his lips one more time. Ike was breathing heavy, but in between pants and groans, he grunted,

“Marth! M-Marth! Yes--yes! Harder--Marth! Harder!”

The prince smiled at this, knowing Ike was having a good time, despite his cringed face and arching back and pulsating veins. He clutched his olive-green pillow at his chest, needing something to grip as his sense was lost in Marth’s intrusion. Ike felt a warmth in his backside as Marth thrusted roughly inside, the mercenary’s voice catching in his throat. Marth automatically pulled out and grinded against his lover’s groin, kissing his chest and neck. Ike’s head pushed into the bed underneath him harshly as he felt his own release leave his length and all over Marth’s stomach. Ike apologized for this, but Marth simply laughed and scooted down Ike’s body, putting the mercenary’s shaft welcomingly into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down. The bluenette was overtaken with burning sweat and a pulsing backside.

“Oh--Marth,” Ike panted, letting one of his hands leave his pillow and run his fingers through Marth’s baby-blue hair. “Marth--Marth--”

Ike felt himself release again, making Marth choke slightly as the intrusion slid down his throat, but the prince did his best to swallow it all, despite it’s extremely bitter taste. Ike couldn’t help but apologize again, making Marth stop his sucking and lean onto the mercenary’s chest.


“Ike, my lover,” said the prince, licking the white from one of the corners of his mouth. “Stop saying you’re sorry. You should be screaming my name like before--”

Right there, Marth pulled his hips back, then forced himself into Ike with one thrust. Ike’s back arched and his neck curved, making the bluenette yelp Marth’s name. The prince smirked with satisfaction, feeling his groin pulsate with adrenaline.

“Be strong,” Marth said again. Ike’s head fell to the side, his forehead and neck dripping with sweat. He heard a thick rip, and opened one eye to see his olive pillow and torn at the seems.

“Shit,” Ike muttered, under his breathe.


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