[Bakura laughs breathlessly against Malik's throat, shoulders shaking as he continues to move slowly inside. Once the head is past, it's easier for the rest to follow, and he takes it as slow as he can while still not allowing Malik the chance to regain his senses enough to protest.
Of course you didn't. He'd made sure of it.]
What? Do you want me to stop?
[His deft, slick fingers continue to work over Malik's length as he asks, making it hard for him.]
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Of course you didn't. He'd made sure of it.]
What? Do you want me to stop?
[His deft, slick fingers continue to work over Malik's length as he asks, making it hard for him.]