He got up and smiled slyly flashing his fangs at Malik "then lets go..." he then turned towrd the door and walked away hips swaying slightly

Malik followed out the door, grabbing Bakura's hand as they walked down the stairs of their apartment building. The secretary waved as they walked by, but Malik payed no heed. He was busy planning for later.
The warmth of that particular spring day was welcomed, although the humidity Malik could do without. He absentmindedly pulled at the low-hanging collar of his shirt with his free hand, but otherwise expressed no distaste to the weather.
The park was a fair walk down the road, so Malik entertained himself by planting kisses on Bakura's pale, white skin.

(( Gawd, this post is terrible. :gonk: The words hate me! ))

((Your post in fine! Its definitely better then any of mine...))
Bakura smiles when Malik starts kissing him and he starts doing the same nipping at maliks bottem lip. This helped in earning a few stares from passing people. One perticular person was stareing a little to openly making Bakura snicker and look at him smiling wickedly flashing his fangs "didn't anyone tell you its rude to stare?" He then turned back and kissed Maliks lips again while walking away leaving the flustered person standing there open mouthed.
He smirked then licked Malik cheek "silly mortals" he sighed softly while laughing a little and then he leaned in and rested his head on Maliks shoulder nuzzling his neck purring a little in his ear as they walked, all the while he wrapped an arm around Maliks waist walking hip to hip his long white fingers toying with the bottom of Maliks black tank top want it off here and now but he settled for pulling it up a tiny bit to place light feather touches along the bottem of the tomb keepers tanned stomach. He then licked the rim of Maliks ear and nibbled on the earlobe "Soooo....Malik what shall we do when we get to the park" he murmers in a suductive tone in Maliks ear the tips his head back down to start grazing Maliks neck gently with his sharp canines and then continued licking the spot slowly face buried in Maliks long blonde hair.
((This is what happens when I'm bord imma go redo sone of my old posts))

(( Naaawww. </3 Yours is absolutely brill. ))

"Oh, I think you know well what I have in mind."
As good as Bakura's breath felt on his neck, and how warm his hands were on his waist, he carefully pried Bakura off of him and instead settled for a surprisingly tame kiss on the lips.
"We wouldn't want to tire ourselved out before hand, would we?" The Tombkeeper asked, running a hand through his boyfriend's bleach-white hair. "I want to have all my energy for this."
~**~
The Domino City park's lush, green feilds were as vibrant as ever (Bakura and Malik came here often). The trees had, after a long, cold, bitter winter, begun to bloom. The cherry blossoms so attributed to Japan's environment were bright and colorful, and they blanketed the green with dots of pink. A small river was cut along the edge of the park, manmade, but thriving nonetheless. A handful of lillies, midway through blossoming, floated along the unmoving water. Fish swam in and out of little hideaways cut into the rocks, disturbed by footfalls of playing children in the river's shallow waters. It was, overall, a very nice park.
But Malik wasn't focused on the scenery, or the water, or the flowers, or the children.
He was focused on the stage.
It was located in almost the dead center of the park. Circular in shape, it had a round curtain that was strung up on a mixture of wires and brass rings that hung over said stage. The wood of the stage was surprisingly well-kempt, despite how many feet trampeled it daily and how much rain Domino City generally got. It was primarily used for local shows, or city announcements, or as a battlefeild for any local martial arts dojo or anything else one could think of- or, in Malik and Bakura's case, it was used for more personal purposes.

(( And mind is absolutely long. o_o ))

((Its AWESSSOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! C: ))
Bakura smirks seeing the stage and squeezed Maliks hand "lets go!" He says getting excited and he ran over to the stage (some how still managing to look graceful and preditory while so excited and headless as he almost tripped once or twice in his haste) and jumped onto the stage slipping under the stages blood red curtain without disturbing it in the slightest (doing this with agility that could have only had been gained through his years of experiance as a master theif) while releasing Maliks hand

Malik dove under the curtains himself and, without pausing to even breathe, tackled Bakura and slammed his lips onto the other's in a rough kiss. The kiss lasted for a good twenty seconds before Malik released, going for Bakura's collarbone instead. Butterfly kisses trailed down the albino's shoulder and arm, and Malik soon found himself struggling to get the white and blue shirt off his lover.

Bakuras breath left him as he hit the floor but he still managed to kiss back fiercely. When Malik released he panted a bit of of breath before shuddering slightly as he felt Maliks mouth on his collor and the kisses down his shoulder and arm. Then he felt Malik go for his shirt, Bakura laughed when he started having trouble with his shirt and leaned up whispering into Maliks ear "the jackets gotta come off first" he laughs again and while smirking he slips out of the long black jacket. But he decided to teased/mess with Malik a little bit by not taking off his shirt. He resumed kissing maliks lips, smirk still firmly in place on his thin pale lips.
((Jacket VS Malik, jacket 1. Malik 0 lolz))

"You're such a tease, Bakura." Malik muttered into the kiss, slightly miffed. But only slightly.
Still, he reached under Bakura's shirt and broke the kiss, forcefully ripping it off his slender frame. He continued with his original plan of action, kissing down his chest and stopping occasionally to nip at the soft, pale flesh.

Bakuras laugh at maliks words turned to a sharp intake of breath and a pleasurable sudder when suddenly his shirt was gone and malik started kissing his chest and he moaned loudly and suductivly while trying to pull Maliks shirt off roughly wanting it gone

"You like that, do you?" Malik smiled, running a finger down Bakura's torso. Then, feeling the Tombrobber's hand going for his own shirt, leaned back to remove the article, tossing it off to the side with Bakura's.

Bakura nodded quickly then as soon as Maliks shirt comes off, he imeadietly pushed Malik down sitting on his waist and he then started kissing nipping and licking all over maliks chest.

(( This post is both insanely long and just insane. Fish'd will not be held responsible for any mental scarring/and or cute-induced cavities or diabetes caused by this post. You have been warned. ))

Malik let a quiet moan escape his lips as Bakura's tongue traced along his abdomen, dancing circles into his scarred flesh. It felt so good-
"Kai, are you sure this is okay?"
"Don't worry Nami; it's fine. You're gonna be the damsel in distress, 'kay? And when Riku comes looking for you, Sora and Rox'll attack, and he'll have to save you..."
Malik was momentarily torn from his current focus (Bakura's belt-buckle) by voices, sounding like those of two young girls, around five or six. "Bakura," He muttered. "I hear someone-"
"And then you'll give him a kiss-"
Malik looked up, slightly horrified, at the sight of two little girls. One had blonde hair that was swept over one shoulder, and the other a bob of dark red. The blonde was wearing a blue princess gown (like one would find in a dress-up store), while the redhead was wearing knee-length light beige khaki shorts and a "Kiss me, I'm from Hawaii" T-shirt. Both girls stared, wide-eyed, at Malik and Bakura (both of whom had stopped "fondling" each other to stare back at the children).
Malik was expecting the redhead to scream, but to his surprise, she walked up to him and... Started to scold him?
"You shouldn't be doing that here, Mister." She shook her finger at him. "You neither." She commanded Bakura. "It's not nice. We wanna use this stage and-"
Pause.
Uh-oh. Malik thought, dreading what the small child would think up next. *
"Wait, you should play with us!" She excalimed, turning to her friend. "Namine, they should play with us, right? They can fight off Riku!" She threw her little arms up into the air in excitement.
'Namine' shrugged her shoulders in a sort of halfhearted manner, still slightly shocked and horrified and staring at Bakura's half-off belt.
"Then it's decided! You two are gonna play with us, okay?"

(* It should be noted thatMalik would have normally already left, but because he was so shocked at the little girl's attitude, and was already sort of dazed from his and Bakura's earlier "activities", he was rather incapable of doing anything but nodding and waiting. )

Bakura groweled at the children still crouched ontop of Malik possesively and he glared at them evily "we can do what ever we want wherever we want and I wont be scolded by a little brat like you" he continued groweling "now run along and let the big boys play" he then (completely ignoring the fact that the kids are still there) went back to kissing nipping and licking up Maliks chest, if the kids valued their lives they'd get the message and leave if not well.... lets just hope for their sake the value their lives....
((Awww kiddies! You better ruuuuuuunnnnnnn you in trooooooouuuuubbbbblllleeeee (may or may not have had to much suger)))

(( Yay! Kairi gets to be her own character now! And so does Namine! ))

Kairi frowned, irritated with the white-haired man's reaction. "Your name's Bakoora, right?" She demanded, crossing her little arms over her little chest. She had heard the blonde-haired-man use the name before she walked in (She had no idea she was pronouncing it incorrectly, and she cared not the slightest). "Well, Mister Bakoora, this is public property." She declared, a triumphant smirk crossing over her face as she looked up at him. She wasn't entirely sure what "private property" meant, but her mom had said that it was something other people could use and you couldn't do anything bad to it. And, as far as she was concerned, making out was bad.

The kisses felt good, but Marik (despite having the body of an eighteen-year-old) had the attention span of a six year old and this little girl was quite intriguing. So he simply watched her scold Bakura, wearing that wry smile he always wore when he was feeling particularily proud of himself. They're an awful lot alike... He thought, but he quickly discarded that idea when he realized what Bakura would do to him if he said it out loud. Eeeep.

Namine was quietly waiting on the sidelines, hands behind her back, waiting for Kairi to stop freaking out. Unfortunatley, it didn't look like any of them would be done bickering soon, so she spoke up. "Kairi! Riku, Sora and Roxas are waiting to play."

((YAY and she pronounced his name wrong lolololz Bakoora :3))
Bakura glared Ra damned clueless brats! "its Bakura and I don't give a shit if its public property! Ra I don't care of its your freaking bed! right now the only thing I care about is a good shag" he turns back to Malik smashing his lips against maliks
((also the word shag makes me giggle))

"...I don't get it." Kairi stated, cocking her head to the side and staring at the two. She was honsetly not phased at all, or at least very little, by the two gay men attempting to get it on right before her virgin eyes. She didn't really care, either. She wanted two more playmates and she was going to get them! "Now are you gonna play with us, or not?"

Bakura was really getting pissed now, he wanted this kid gone and he wanted her gone now "NO NOW GO SCREW YOURSELF AND OR SOMETHING BUT GET OUT OF HERE!"Bakura eyes narrow and he his breathing heavy, absolutely pissed, and with murder flashing in his eyes

Now those were words Kairi could understand. Awfully insulted, she blew a rasperry at him and turned on her heel to leave, grabbing Namine by the arm. "Come on, Nami. These guys are too mean." She stormed out, the blood-red curtain swaying slightly, her angry footsteps echoeing in the chasm of the cutain-closed stage.

"Don't you think that was a little harsh, Bakura?" Malik asked, propping himself up on his elbows. "She's only six, at the oldest."

Bakura rolls his eyes sarcastically "I could care less how old the little brat was no one talks to me that way...except maybe you sometimes but thats besides the point! The point is they are gone now and hopefully wont be coming back soo..." he starts kissing malik again

Malik may have been an insane psychokiller, but he'd always been very hesitant to even look at someone under ten years old the wrong way. It was just part of his nature. Therefore, when Bakura decided to treat a six-year-old in the same manner he treated everyone else... Well, it kind of ticked Malik off. Which made him decidably not horny.
So he broke the kiss off early and rather haphazardly pushed Bakura off of him, pouting as much as a clearly insane, eighteen-year-old with a gold tatoo of an eyeball on his forehead possibly could.

((DENIED!!!!))
Bakura quickly caught himself as he was suddenly pussed off. He looked at the blonde Egyptian confused and a bit annoyed "what the hell Malik?" He looked at the blonde Egyptian curiously with a "WTF!?"" expression on his face, completely at a loss as to why Malik was suddenly acting this way

Malik hadn't prepared an answer for his boyfriend, as he figured he'd just realize he was being a dick and apologize. But Malik had forgotten that Bakura was, more often than not, rather thick. So he settled for "You know damn well." Of course, he probably didn't but... Oh well.

Bakura looked at him agitated wanting to get back to what they were doing but know he had done something wrong and wouldn't be able to till he figured out what and apologized. Unfortunately for him he couldn't figure out what that something was..."Malik I know I did something, but I really don't get what so could you please tell me" he was going to add on so I don't ruin my chances of having sex again but figured it was probably best to leave that out
((LOL gotta love clueless horny bakura thoughts))

(( lol, Bakura xD ))

"...You shouldn't have been such a dick to that kid." He muttered, almost shyly. It sounded perfectly reasonable in his head, but made him sound like a complete wussy out loud. It was so incredibly embarassing... Although he'd probably said or done something worse in front of Bakura a few times before, so it wasn't that bad.

((lol he's hoooorrrrnnnnyyyyyy lol))
Bakura raised a sceptically eye brow thinking somewhere along the lines of '.....wtf? What does this is about being an asshole?' "your denieing me sex because I was an ass?" He asked totally confused because; this wasn't the first (or the millionth) time he had been an ass around (or to) Malik. Malik himself waks often an asshole to people, so wtf?