Conversation with Evil: Intro
The moon was just rising when Marik started walking home. It was a foggy night and real difficult for him to see. Marik walked slowly down the pavement and enjoyed the warm night breeze. Then suddenly there was a rustling noise coming from behind him. He turned around swiftly and squinted toward the bushes two feet away from him. And not a second more he was swallowed by darkness of an alley beside him. He swung his arm around to hit the person that was pulling him but someones hand caught his wrists. "Let go of me" Marik growled but then he heard an all too familiar chuckle. "Your growl amusses me Marik" Bakura laughed. "Yeah okay just get your hands off of me!" Marik snapped.
"I-I-I can't" His dark brown eyes fell to the floor.
"Oh and why not"
"Becuase I-I-I"
"Becuase you what!"
"I can't believe I'm saying this but.....I-I n-need your help Marik" Bakura muttered looking back up at Marik and sighed deeply. Marik took a step forward so he was closer to Bakura and bit his lip trying to hold in a chuckle. "You need my help! Wow Bakura, wow" Marik chuckled. Bakura narrowed his eyes and huffed. Bakura looked up at Marik and smirked evily. "Your so helpless now. I wonder how I could use that to my advantage" Bakura said chuckling darkly. Marik took a step back unaware of his next move. Bakura held Marik's wrists in one hand and with the other he shoved him into the wall behind him. "What are you talking abou-" Marik was inturupted when Bakura put a finger to his lips. Marik was confused. He didn't have a clue what he was up against. Bakura smirked at his cluelessness. Marik closed his eyes and waited for an impact or any pain but it never came. Instead he felt soft, warm, wet lips on his neck and he stiffened. Marik's eyes widened and his breathing excelerated. "What do you think you'll get out of this?" Marik asked eyes still closed. "Help" Bakura muttered into his neck before biting as hard as he could and then licked the teeth marks he had just made. Marik tried as hard as he could to hold the moan in the back of his throat. It was becoming harder and harder but he didn't want Bakura to get the advantage. "What exactly d-do you n-need my h-help with" Marik stammered. Bakura lifted his head and looked at Marik's closed eyes. Marik didn't feel the lips on his neck anymore and he tensed."You see these people want to do some kind of experiment" Bakura starred at him lovingly. What is he going to do now, Marik thought. Very slowly he opened his violet eyes and looking deep into Bakura's chocolate brown ones. Then his lowered to the floor. "Why do you keep doing that?" Marik asked. "I'm just thinking and wondering how you taste" Bakura answered licking his lips. Marik swallode hard and turned his head looking deeper into the alley. Bakura turned his head with his index finger so that he was face to face with him again making Marik growl. "You know the more you growl the more your turning me on" Bakura chuckled leaning closer. Marik inched away but Bakura held the back of his head and he moved closer until their lips met. Marik shut his eyes tightly and stood still as Bakura's tough moved inside his mouth. Still trying so hard to hold the moan on the tip of his tough that was now entertwined with Bakura's. He felt Bakura pull away and his muscles started to relax. "You know you want to" Marik opened his eyes quickly and huffed. "Want to what exactly" He growled and bit his lip. "You want to moan. I can sense it. Just go ahead. I want to hear it" Bakura moaned and Marik shook his head trying to snap himself out of the pleasure that had just passed over him. "If you want to hear it so badly. Your going to have to make me" He muttered smirking a little too evily. Bakura looked up at him and licked his lips. "That I can do" He replied. He pushed him harder against the wall and started trailing his tough along the base of his neck. Marik leaned his head back on the wall and closed his eyes in pleasure. He stood as still as he could still trying to hold the moan in his throat. He wanted to see just how far Bakura would go. Then suddenly Bakura let go of his wrists causing him to fall to the floor. "Ouch! Bakura what the heck was that for!" Marik snapped. He looked up at Bakura who was starring further into the darkness of the alley. Marik raised an eyebrow and got to his feet. "Bakura" He asked waving a hand in front of his face. "Run" Bakura barley soke.
"What?"
"Run run NOW!!" He yelled and darted toward the street. Marik starred after him then looked back into the alley and saw what he meant and took off running after him. He tried to catch up with him but he had to admit he was fast. Marik picked up the pace until his legs started to give out on him. They came to a sudden stop and Bakura fell to his knees trying to catch his breath. "They just don't give up" He gasped. "No kidding" Marik muttered. After catching his breath Bakura stood up and started starring at something again. "Bakura whats wrong now? Are they back?" Marik asked looking over his shoulder. "No....look where we stopped" Marik could hear the smirk in Bakura's voice. Marik looked up and swallode. They had stopped right in front of a motel. "You want to see how far I can go" Bakura muttered taking a step toward Marik who took a step back. "I'll show you" Bakura chuckled grabbing Marik and pulling him inside the double doors of the motel.