Bakura grabbed Marik by his purple vest slamming him into a wall and smirked. "Your virginity is mine and I shall enjoy taking every last bit of it."
Marik opened his mouth to respond, but his words were stopped by Bakura forcing his mouth against Mariks stealing a passionate kiss. Marik struggled trying to push away the ancient spirit that was caressing every corner of his mouth with his tongue but quickly gave up against Bakuras strength and a growing feeling of pleasure inside of him.
Bakura finally pulled away, Marik muttered a faint "Stop it..." Then let out a sigh "Stop not kissing me" With that he leant, blushing pink, into the second kiss of his life.