[Malik was none the wiser to the change now that they've switched back than he was before. He just clashes against those lips, parting his own and deepening it so he can explore Bakura's mouth with his tongue. They were already so close down there...he wanted to be closer, but no matter how hard he pressed himself to him, dug his nails into him, there was a limit.
He could feel himself building up to a finish. It was amazing, how even without direct stimulation he was so hard, each thrust driving him closer and closer to the edge. It was all going to end too soon, and yet not soon enough.
Against those lips, Malik mutters thoughtless one-word encouragements.]
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He could feel himself building up to a finish. It was amazing, how even without direct stimulation he was so hard, each thrust driving him closer and closer to the edge. It was all going to end too soon, and yet not soon enough.
Against those lips, Malik mutters thoughtless one-word encouragements.]