Hm? [The words throw him off, but Bakura's actions calm that brief surge of worry.
Malik allowed himself to be driven by his emotions, and while that didn't stop him from being confused at times by this possessive affection he had for the other man...it made it easier for him to embrace it in the long run.
Especially when it felt this good. Why should he stop what felt this good? For years it was as if all he felt was malice, anger, a foreboding sense of dread...this was a nice change.]
You don't mean that...keh. [Allowing the Rod to rest within the Ring, Malik wraps his arm over Bakura's side and presses their lips together.]
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Malik allowed himself to be driven by his emotions, and while that didn't stop him from being confused at times by this possessive affection he had for the other man...it made it easier for him to embrace it in the long run.
Especially when it felt this good. Why should he stop what felt this good? For years it was as if all he felt was malice, anger, a foreboding sense of dread...this was a nice change.]
You don't mean that...keh. [Allowing the Rod to rest within the Ring, Malik wraps his arm over Bakura's side and presses their lips together.]