[Really, the scalpel wouldn't even be needed. Anything too far would probably kill Malik, in his condition. But he wants to see how far Malik will go to keep him around. Malik's jealousy is hilarious to him, after all.
Bakura's hand slips down to stroke over Malik's uninjured side, fingers massing the flesh there through his shirt.
How long before Malik starts complaining, he wonders? It's inevitable, knowing him. His hand tugs the shirt up to slip underneath it.]
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Bakura's hand slips down to stroke over Malik's uninjured side, fingers massing the flesh there through his shirt.
How long before Malik starts complaining, he wonders? It's inevitable, knowing him. His hand tugs the shirt up to slip underneath it.]