[Malik allows himself to completely drown in the feeling of those slick fingers working inside him. His eyes close and pleased gasps and moans escape his lips, only becoming more frequent the longer Bakura plays with him.]
Yes... [Comes his strained response to that first question, his fingers tightening against Bakura's shoulders. Without even questioning--or realizing why he's being asked--Malik raises his hips obediently, pressing them eagerly up against those fingers.]
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Yes... [Comes his strained response to that first question, his fingers tightening against Bakura's shoulders. Without even questioning--or realizing why he's being asked--Malik raises his hips obediently, pressing them eagerly up against those fingers.]