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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[fluffydeathdealer]

You just never seemed the type...

[Bakura scoffs at that look. How annoying... Like he kissed her because he liked her.]

Idiot... I don't like her like that. Kissing feels good... that's all it is.

But I guess you really aren't interested in finding out just how good certain things can be... too bad. I might even have let you tie me up some time if you'd thought it looked fun.

[obeytherod]

Then you should have just kissed me. But whatever...it worked out for us in the end. Kehkeh... [He runs the fingers of one hand through Bakura's hair possessively.]

... [He stops suddenly. What they did already felt good...it was almost hard to think about it feeling any better. But then, Bakura plays right into his nature.] Tie you up?

[fluffydeathdealer]

[It feels strange, but pleasant, that feeling. It looks like he'll have to wind this thread carefully, drawing Malik into his net without him noticing. He leans into the touch carelessly, curling up against Malik.]

Heheh... I don't mind giving up control sometimes... just for you. Of course, it won't be as easy as that. So let's make a deal, Malik.

If you let me educate you a little - only books and videos, no physical education required - I'll let you dominate me like that in turn. Nothing else required... if you decide it doesn't interest you, I won't withdraw my side of the bargain.

[obeytherod]

...

[Malik takes a minute to go over these terms, to make sure there isn't some loophole for Bakura to worm his way out of. It seemed pretty clean cut.]

Okay. It's a deal, then. [He smirks, entwining his fingers into that mess of white hair.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Perfect.

[He presses into Malik's hand, looking pleased. Like a cat who has been given access to the larder. It's not like he can't deal with a little embarassment sometimes.]

That's that sorted, then. But you know, I'm surprised... I wonder what your preferred type of woman is.

[obeytherod]

[He idly strokes Bakura's hair as he speaks.]

My preferred type? Well...the opposite of Karasu.

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura murmurs contentedly at that, pondering. The opposite...]

Then you like women who're more submissive and girlish?

[obeytherod]

Hm? No, I'm not talking about her personality.

I'm not sure what my "type" is in that respect...it's not something I've ever really cared about.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Heh... I see. So you really do hate her that much... It's a shame.

[obeytherod]

I tried to kill her. Are you just realizing this now?

[He snickers a little at that, brushing Bakura's hair again.] Anyway, I meant I like darker women.

[fluffydeathdealer]

Killing doesn't always mean hatred, Malik. She could have just annoyed you.

[He snickers too, cuddling up to him.]

Darker women... and lighter men, huh?

[obeytherod]

Hmm? I haven't thought about men as much, but I don't remember saying that.

[fluffydeathdealer]

...tch. Then you prefer other men to me?

[obeytherod]

Don't get so offended! [He moves his hands downwards, folding them loosely together over Bakura's shoulders.]

I don't have any interest in anyone else.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I should hope not! But how do you think I feel, being told my appearance isn't to your liking?

[He smiles a little maliciously. Choose your answer carefully, Malik.]

[obeytherod]

Kehkeheh...it may not have been my first choice, but I've grown to like it quite a bit. Like an acquired taste.

[Malik's smile rival's even Bakura's now.] I think my favourite part is if you've gotten me mad, and I hurt you...your pale skin doesn't even try to hide it. It's satisfying.

[fluffydeathdealer]

You-!

[He stares at him in surprise, too startled by the answer to even be angry.]

If you lose your temper like that much more often, there won't be a fragment of this body that isn't scarred.

[obeytherod]

Lucky for you, I'm feeling much more amicable after our oath. I don't want to ruin your body, or cause Ryou to try and run away...so I'll try to behave.

[The words are as casual as ever. Malik idly runs his fingers over Bakura's back, but makes sure to stay away from his burns.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

[Bakura shivers a little, twitching in irritation.]

Good... I'm sick of having to take care of shit like this.

[obeytherod]

... [Part of Malik is pleased by that irritation. After all, he didn't do anything that Bakura hadn't deserved. Still, he had lost his temper...]

Tch, well it was your own fault for doing that with Karasu.

[fluffydeathdealer]

I told you nothing happened! She tried to come on to me, but I didn't let it happen.

[Not for lack of trying, admittedly.]

[obeytherod]

Kissing is still something, don't give me that!

[Malik grumbles, his grip tensing a bit.] ...Forget it. Drop it.

[Because at this rate he will lose his temper again, and he was kind of enjoying Bakura on top of him right now.]

[fluffydeathdealer]

Tch. Fine.

[Maybe if you bit more, he wouldn't need dragon girls, Malik!]

But you know... You taste better than her anyway.

[obeytherod]

Of course I do, I don't eat meat.

[He smirks, shifting a bit so he can bring one hand up to Bakura's lips.]

You taste better the less you eat of it too. Kehkeh...

[fluffydeathdealer]

Keh! Like hell I'm giving it up entirely. That's one pleasure you can't replace. But I guess I don't mind going without it sometimes. I'm used to that much by now.

[Mockingly, he wraps his lips over one of Malik's fingers, sucking on it.]