EGYPTIAN WHEELIES

[obeytherod]

[Malik had found something while looking through the East Wing. Just what that "something" was becomes apparent when an engine roars to life, and the skid of tires on tiled flooring echoes through the halls.

Sure...sure, he could just walk his new bike outside...but where was the fun in that?! This wasn't an ATV, and it likely wasn't going to fair well in the spotty terrain outdoors...

So he's just going to take a few smooth-riding laps in the halls before he goes to test it outside.

When somebody gets in his way, he rears the bike back onto one wheel, skidding a few feet on the floor before the front tire slams back down and he comes to a stop.]

What, are you trying to get yourself killed?

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[obeytherod]

Ah--hey! [Malik looks up, exclaiming with his mouth full before swallowing.] I don't remember saying I was going to share.

[He actually hadn't brought that much at all; it was obvious Malik hadn't packed with two people in mind.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Then... You're going to have to get it back. [And with that said, he pops the fruit into his mouth, looking smug.]

[obeytherod]

Rr...I don't want it now that it's been in your mouth. [That's gross.

Malik just begrudgingly turns back to his food, snacking away at some walnuts instead, and eventually another creampuff.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Oh? Too bad! I was inviting you to try the third part of the requirements.

[Still, Malik really didn't bring much... what a jerk.]

[obeytherod]

[Malik goes for another creampuff, biting into it as he stares thoughtfully at Bakura.

Chew chew.]

I'd rather do that without food in your mouth.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Let me know when you're done, then.

[Folding his arms behind his head, he leans back, watching Malik with a smug look on his face.]

[obeytherod]

...

[Malik goes on to quietly finish eating his fill of food. When he's done he simply folds the clothe over and shoves it aside before turning to face Bakura again.]

Hmm...I'm done. [A little smirk follows those words.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Rolling over onto his knees, he leans over almost casually, his hair tickling Malik's side as he leans in... and stays there.]

Then I guess this is a date, hm?

[He finishes his words with a firm kiss to Malik's lips.]

[obeytherod]

Kehkeheh...

[That's the only sound Malik manages to get out before Bakura's lips are against his own, and he responds languidly to the kiss. It wasn't out of laziness, rather, he was reveling in it. The taste, those soft lips...]