Title: Breathe In
Pairing: Yami Bakura x Malik
Rating: T
Summary: I know for sure you understand that I'm only lying to be with you. Thiefshipping drabble.
Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh! on any sorts. It all belongs to their rightful copyright holders.
A/N: I never have posted anything Thiefshipping related. I'm shocked at myself for never even completing one. I'm trying my best at this so reviews are appreciated. Enjoy!
To memorize your touch was what set me off, brooding my self exhaustion. At first I would try to ignore it, to pretend this is not what I want, that my body's reaction was not desiring for more. I stare at your moving lips, watching the way your eyes crinkle when you smile as that rush in my stomach twists and turns from your gentle caresses, like swarms of butterflies fluttering about.
I bit my lips and hold back that shaky breath I can't seem to hide. Your warm, torturous body burns my own red. Something is pricking in the back of my mind that this needs to stop before I shatter your entity that I so care for, but - but no! I know that whatever I feel could only be some artificial lie you and I so want. And yet we strive for it and continue this charade.
The sweat that drips down from your blonde tresses, those curious lilac eyes, your parted lips, and even your scent... It nearly kills me as you inch closer. Nothing can stop that warmth that spreads through my face, and I make believe that what stirs within me isn't excitement. And when you're suddenly so close that our noses touch, when your breath washes over your lavender scent, I twitch and lean up. Because I know we are both anxious for that single spark.
We're frozen in place as only our lips brush across one another. You shudder and let out the smallest of all whimpers. Out of reflex do I hush you, wrapping my arms around you, to bring you closer. My ears are only open for your voice whispering my name, you grasping my shoulders as we slowly ease to one another.
I melt into your kiss, letting you take control as you eagerly moan into my mouth. I tease you by gently pulling away, chuckling as you whine and squeak in embarrassment. Tucking back a blonde strand, I finally let out a sincere smile, just for you.
But I can't stand it.
My smiles aren't real like yours.