[Much better. The movement was much easier now and it was evident in how much Malik reacted that it felt better for him. But Bakura's patience, long-lived as it is, was already running out.
Like this, he can even manage to get a third finger inside, to his approval, and before long, he decides it's enough. His free hand is busy while Malik's distracted, freeing his own hardness from the stifling restraints of his jeans and liberally coating it. He heaves a shuddering sigh at the feel of his chilled fingers against his heated length.]
It feels much better, doesn't it? But it's not over yet, Malik!
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Like this, he can even manage to get a third finger inside, to his approval, and before long, he decides it's enough. His free hand is busy while Malik's distracted, freeing his own hardness from the stifling restraints of his jeans and liberally coating it. He heaves a shuddering sigh at the feel of his chilled fingers against his heated length.]
It feels much better, doesn't it? But it's not over yet, Malik!
[His tongue runs over his lips briefly.]
Raise your hips a little, won't you?