Bakura had decided months ago that Malik was prettier when he was sane. He was prettier still spread out on white sheets, glowing and golden in the sunlight, quite the equal of anything Bakura ever set out to steal. He’d be an ornament to any tomb, except that Malik never went underground any more if he could possibly help it. This room was on the third floor and the narrow windows, made to let in breeze but not sun, had been knocked out into two wide ones that showed pale-baked roofs falling away into the town’s outskirts.
His host’s father’s dig was just over the hills, and when Bakura thought about the man’s likely reaction, if he’d known just why Ryou had asked to come along on this trip, it amused him mightily.
Malik amused him more, though.
"So?" he murmured, dragging his tongue up the inside of Malik’s thigh, watching Malik shudder through lowered lashes. "You’ve found a true seer?"
"Think so," Malik gasped, fingers tangling in Bakura’s hair, tugging him up between Malik’s legs. "She told me my own past; the parts only we were there for. She says she can see the path of souls."
Bakura took his time, despite the tugging, nibbling his way up Malik’s thigh, nipping the soft skin and leaving faint marks. He liked the way Malik drew taut and spread his legs wider. "Good," he finally purred, lips brushing Malik’s cock teasingly. "Because I’m not going anywhere until I find out the fate of my people’s souls, and why the one who enchained them wasn’t devoured by Ammut." He lapped slowly at Malik’s head, savoring his open moan, and the flex of fingers in his hair. "And whether, after his further sins against you, he was somehow released again. And if the gods don’t like it," he smiled up the length of Malik’s body, pleased with the heat in Malik’s eyes as they met his, "they can bite me." He suited action to idiom and closed his teeth delicately around Malik’s cock, chuckling low in his throat as Malik arched off the bed, driving deeper into his mouth.
"Yes," Malik moaned, eyes sliding shut as Bakura sucked slow and hard on him. "Yes, you know…"
"I know." Bakura flicked his tongue back and forth over Malik’s head, pleased with the way Malik bucked under him, the sounds he made. "I know the need to be sure," he purred to his lover, stroking him with the words, too. "To watch the knife go in and the very last breath leave and know that it’s done."
Malik cried out, thrusting hard into Bakura’s mouth as he came completely undone, and Bakura rode it out, watched him, sating his own hunger on Malik’s abandon in his hands. He slid up Malik’s body, as he fell back panting, and coiled around him. "We’ll go tomorrow and find out," he murmured in Malik’s ear.
Malik smiled, slow and lazy and sharp, and wound his fingers back into Bakura’s hair, drawing him down to a wet, open kiss.
"Yes."
End
A/N: Author’s pet theory is that Ishtar tou-san is a reincarnation of Akunadin. This is supported by nothing but the fact they look quite alike, but it’s no stranger than anything else.
*thoughtful* Yeah, you know, this actually stands pretty well on its own. And is tasty, in a somewhat disturbing way.
*pleased* It should be disturbing; these are two of the sometime Villains and both of them have displayed chillingly ruthless sides.
Wh-whoa. I was going to comment on the excellent points you raise about the plot/Akunadin but then for a moment there was too much hotness to concentrate. Seriously.
The opening line is rather marvelous – Yami Bakura would definitely think something that’s so straightforward, yet a little ridiculous and nuts at the same time. XD I love the way the plans and foreplay and little almost-threats are mixed. I also used to like the Ishtar patriarch = Akunadin theory, but uh, then I decided I liked Akunadin too much to equate him with the one character with no redeeming qualities whatsoever. It still does make a kind of sense.
*hearts* Thank you! I have a real weakness for Bakura and all his crazy.
And, yes, the manga really teased us with the reincarnated/whatever doubles and wondering “okay, is this just someone who’s similar or the same person?”
AAAH, this is one of the best thiefshipping drabbles I’ve ever read. They’re both so IC! 😀
*hearts* Thank you! I’m very taken with the idea of them getting along like a house on fire. Very like a house on fire, really.
Fuck me that was hot…not to mention a possibility in the canon universe. *faints*
*sparkles* Thank you! And, seriously, it would make sense of so many things.
well, i really enjoyed it! ^^
Oh, that’s hot *///* Really like those two, especially like this <3 Had a fine mental cinema //3
Baruka is such a bastard <3 – couldn’t be any better! Wonderful interaction of Bakuras speech and Maliks actions, especially at the end x3
Awesome, simply awesome, and I have to agree with Ed the opening line is marvelous. Also the beginning of the following sentence x//D
We know when to kiss and we know when to kill. – What a wonderful sentence *gg* Totally suits them.
*leaves kudos*
*grins* Thank you! I really do love the idea of these two together.