Disclaimer: Nope, I don't own Yu Gi Oh. If I did, every episode would be a big love-in.
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To Teach a Thief
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A demonic purr: "Wake up."
The bedclothes were pulled off of him, the cold air a most unpleasant wake up call.
Fluffy threw the sheets aside and Bakura sat up, scowling at him. He watched as the Egyptian climbed onto the bed and sat facing him. He had a plate, covered with a napkin. Fluffy pulled up the napkin. There were two objects, one of which was placed in Bakura's hand, the other, Fluffy took for himself. He sat there and smiled.
Bakura blinked, mystified to find himself holding ... holding...
"What is this thing?"
"A fudgsicle."
Maintaining eye contact, Fluffy closed his mouth around the tip of his fudgsicle, and Bakura could tell he was expected to follow suit. He bared his teeth, ready to take half of the Ra-damned thing in one chomp-
Fluffy touched his arm to stop him.
"Don't bite. Suck."
Bakura watched the way Fluffy was doing it, moving it in and out of his mouth. He pulled it out and licked his lips, and nodded at Bakura.
Eyebrow arched, Bakura took the first inch and a half of it into his mouth, and sucked on it.
"Nh." He took it out and turned away. "Ugh. It's too cold. It hurts."
"Go slower. You'll get used to it."
Fluffy kept sucking, and Bakura noticed that he licked all over the cold chocolate treat, coating it with moisture, then took almost the entire thing into his mouth. He decided to try it himself. He gathered saliva on the tip of his tongue, then opened his mouth and transferred the lubrication to the sweet phallic object in his hands.
He took it into his mouth again, crinkling his brow at the cold. It slid into his mouth easily. It went all the way in, and tapped the back of his throat.
"Mmh." There was something so oddly fulfilling about having it all the way in, touching that spot in the back of his throat, filling his mouth. He pulled it out just a little bit and pushed it back, emulating the way Fluffy ate it. It bumped into the back of his throat again, and he sighed contentedly, closing his eyes.
He was so involved in that simple pleasure, he didn't notice that Fluffy had finished, and now sat watching him, a catlike smile on his face.
All too quickly, it melted away. Bakura was left with a popsicle stick, and it didn't feel or taste as good.
He looked at Fluffy, and licked his lips.
"I want more."
one shot
to teach a thief
finish