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[Bakura pauses in surprise. Was this really a confession? He'd joked about it before, but it seems Malik's feelings might be stronger than he thought.

His hand lifts to stroke slim fingers through Malik's hair, soothingly. He doesn't trust himself not to fuck up if he says anything to encourage him, so this is all he'll do.]

If it's not the same, then...?

[He can already infer what Malik is trying to say. That poor fool... had he really fallen for him so hard? But he is young, he supposes.]

[Malik could swear his face was on fire. Bakura can probably feel the heat radiating off it even now. No matter how dark his skin was, it didn't do anything to hide it.

Bakura's nudging question, the encouraging fingers running through his hair...it helped a little, but not enough. Then again, he doubted anything would be enough right now.]

It's just...different! [Malik starts to fluster, losing his nerve.] ...You know, it's different!

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[Man, you're hopeless... he thinks to himself, before moving suddenly. In an instant, Malik is on his back, Bakura's face above his, that white hair falling like a curtain over one side of his neck as he straddles Malik's waist.]

...I know. You don't have to say it.

[The quiet words are filled with affection, Bakura unable to hide it for once. You hopeless, foolish child... The words inside his mind have no malice as he lowers his lips to press a surprisingly chaste kiss against Malik's own.]

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[What a relief. Malik lets out a breath he hadn't even realized he was holding in. The whole thing was dizzying somehow, and he was easily rolled over onto his back, his hair splaying against the sand once more.

That brief relief is quickly shattered as he realized just what he'd confessed. It was a wonderful and horrifying realization sinking into him, causing his eyes to widen at nothing but his own thoughts.

Bakura may have intended a soft kiss, but Malik turned it into something more; a way for him to vent his trembling frustration. His hands reach up to cup that pale face as he noted for the umpteenth time the pleasant contrast between them.]

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[Bakura's pleased murmur was the most he could manage with Malik persistently kissing him. He'd intended this to be more peaceful for Malik's sake, but the other's passion overwhelmed that intention with ease. It was an interesting juxtaposition, the violence of Malik's lips pressing against his own and the sweetness of that touch. Not for the first time, he wondered faintly just how conflicted Malik's mind truly was. Of course there was damage, to produce that wicked alter-ego of his, but the boy seemed truly lost sometimes.

Oh well. It didn't matter, he supposed. What did matter was the heat of Malik's body beneath him, the feel of his hot breath against his lips as he kissed him. Nothing else mattered. Lifting a hand, he covered one of Malik's with his own, slipping his fingers between Malik's to hold it from behind in a rare gesture of affection.]

[Malik's fervor calms after a minute, the dipping point being the exact moment that hand affectionately folds over his own.

He really didn't know what to do with himself as he laid there with his lips slowly moving against the ones pressed so generously against his. Thinking seemed impossible right now. It was if he was drowning in the swell of his own heart and the heat of that body against his.

Malik lets out a shaky sigh and continues the kiss, slower than before but no less needy. His thumb gently moves across any skin within its reach.]

[When had Malik become more than just something interesting to play with? He didn't know. He didn't really care either. For whatever reason, that remnant of fear or the comfort of pleasure, the feel of that too-gentle touch made him tremble, stirring something within him that nobody else had managed previously. His lips curl into a smile against Malik's.

The heat within his own body was irritating, the heat of Malik's own relished. Thoughtlessly, he releases Malik's hand for a moment to shrug off the open shirt he wore over his t-shirt, feeling a little better for it as his hand returns to claim ownership over Malik's.

He lets Malik set the pace this time, feeling that need and teasingly letting it grow as he returns the kiss at an equally slow pace.]

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[It's the removal of that shirt that seems to bring Malik back to his senses. The sun in his eyes, the sand, the sound of water crashing against the shore...

They were right out in the open where anybody could see them, and as much as Malik was enjoying the kiss, he still valued his privacy.

Reluctantly he pulls back, breathing hotly against those parted lips as he resists the urge to just give in and kiss them again.]

We should move...

Yeah... I guess so.

[Reluctantly, he gets off of Malik, stretching.]

Did you want to go back inside?

[Malik sits up, wiping his face and pushing his hair back absentmindedly.

Once he's regained the majority of his sense, he shakes his head.] Nah, I'm hungry. Let's eat.

Heh... fine, then.

[Sitting cross-legged in front of Malik, he draws over the bag, retrieving a couple of sandwiches and some fruit before shoving the rest at Malik. His own appetite didn't nearly match his host's.

...he had to admit to being slightly disappointed. Oh well. There were downsides to doing stuff like that on the beach anyway.

He didn't know how he'd get the sand out of his hair.]

Here.

[To be honest, Malik was still feeling a bit worked up, but the mood had been ruined anyway when they stopped. Instead of trying to get that feeling back right now, he'd rather eat.

From the bag he pulls out a sandwich of his own and some fruit and nuts to accompany it. Eating the nuts languidly as he shifts his legs into the same position as Bakura's.]

Now it's a date. [chew chew]

And to think you were so adverse to it earlier...

[CHOMP. That sandwich is pretty much torn apart by his teeth, gone in a couple of bites.

...he really eats more like an animal than a man.]

[It was quite the contrast to Malik's neatness, really.]

You were the one who was joking.

[He picks up his sandwich and starts to eat that, allowing the rest of his food to sit besides him on the towel.]

We should go in the water after this.

[Licking the butter from his fingers, he eyes Malik suspiciously.]

Not too far, then. You're not meant to swim for a couple of hours after eating.

Hm? I can't swim. I just want to sit in the water a bit.

[Malik picks up his apple and takes a crunch out of it as soon as he's done speaking. Normally wouldn't admit it to the fact he couldn't swim, but this was Bakura. Lying would be pointless.]

I'm not especially fond of swimming, either. So that's fine by me.

[And his second sandwich is introduced to his teeth. Bye-bye, sandwich!]

[Malik keeps switching between his three portions, eventually finishing them all and grabbing a second sandwich to replace them.

When he finally speaks, the topic of swimming has been left dead in the water for so long that his comment seems to come out of nowhere.]

You know, since we're on an island...it might be a good idea if I learn.

I can teach you, but I'm not the best swimmer in the world. Still, it'd save you the embarassment of looking for a tutor.

At the least, I can hold onto you to make sure you don't sink too far.

[His own food is already long gone...]

I should be fine as long as you show me the basics. It's not as if I lack the strength.

[Malik's not as quick an eater as Bakura, but he's almost done with his second sandwich at least.]

[Sitting back, he shrugs.]

As you wish. I wasn't concerned so much with strength as I was with the fact that you might panic if you get pulled underwater.

[That thought makes him a little nervous, but he doesn't let it show.] As long as we start in the shallow water, that shouldn't be a problem.

You should be fine, anyway. As long as you don't go too far out, the current shouldn't be able to grab you on a calm day like this.

Keh...right. I'll just be careful~

[Malik leans over, pressing an impromptu kiss to Bakura's lips. His reasoning? He just fucking felt like it, that's why!]

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Heh. Of course- [-!

Bakura starts in surprise, but smiles, returning the kiss leisurely.]

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