[Bakura stands over the unconscious body of his partner, lips twisted into a malicious smile. Now let's see who owned who...
His hand went to the hidden sheath that so rarely left his person, unbuckling it carefully. It pained him to give this up... But the point he was making wouldn't be made without it. He pressed his lips to the hilt mockingly, sinking down beside Malik to roughly caress his hair.
Before he would connect the current holder of Malik's soul to his body, he had something else to do. Setting it on the table, he half-carried Malik to the bedroom, laying him face down on the bed. Perfect for his purposes, as much as Malik would have fought them while intact.
His hand slipped under the man's shirt, pushing it up to reveal the tanned skin beneath it.
Yessss...
That scarred skin was so beautiful. These markings were exactly what he wanted to study!
Now where was there some paper...
Malik could come back to his body a little later. After some studying, tracing, a little food...
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His hand went to the hidden sheath that so rarely left his person, unbuckling it carefully. It pained him to give this up... But the point he was making wouldn't be made without it. He pressed his lips to the hilt mockingly, sinking down beside Malik to roughly caress his hair.
Before he would connect the current holder of Malik's soul to his body, he had something else to do. Setting it on the table, he half-carried Malik to the bedroom, laying him face down on the bed. Perfect for his purposes, as much as Malik would have fought them while intact.
His hand slipped under the man's shirt, pushing it up to reveal the tanned skin beneath it.
Yessss...
That scarred skin was so beautiful. These markings were exactly what he wanted to study!
Now where was there some paper...
Malik could come back to his body a little later. After some studying, tracing, a little food...
Maybe a nap.
Bakura was a vengeful spirit, after all.]