[Malik stifles a groan with the back of his hand as Bakura pull him into the warmth of his mouth. He even raises his hips upwards to meet him, already eager and wanting.
To think he'd almost forgotten how this felt; warm and wet and most of all intense.]
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[Malik stifles a groan with the back of his hand as Bakura pull him into the warmth of his mouth. He even raises his hips upwards to meet him, already eager and wanting.
To think he'd almost forgotten how this felt; warm and wet and most of all intense.]