A/N: This is just another short scene that I enjoy writing so much. ^-^ I'm sorry I can't make it a lemon, I'm not good at those. I'm even a bit disappointed at how short this is. It's sad but I'm practicing!

Disclaimer: Bwhahahahaha!!!

The theif king slammed his other self into the wall, lips locking in an agressive passionate kiss. Bakura desperatly grasped the plaster behind him, trying to keep his balance against the rough force above him. He let out a sharp gasp as his bottom lip was nipped, demanding entry. But he wouldn't be so submissive. Tongues engaged in a heated battle, eagerly fighting for control of the other's mouth. Akefia smirked against the pale one's mouth and pushed further against the wall, grinding their hips together, his hard-on greeting the spirit's happily.
The room spun rapidly around them and Bakura was having trouble consentrating on anything but the hot mess trying to gain access. At last he allowed the tomb robber in, moaned loudly, and shuddered as the heat stroked the roof of his mouth. The room spun even faster when the hand on his ass slid to his thigh and hoisted him into the air, forcing both legs to wrap tightly around the king's waist. The kiss was suddenly broken and bakura found himself thrust onto a bundle of fresh sheets, bouncing slightly on the bed.
"Dare me to fuck you through the matress..." Akefia said in a low, threatening tone.
Bakura smirked and stared back at the tan male.
"I dare you."
The dark body suddenly covered the pale one as Akefia straddled the spirit's waist. Skillful hands ran up Bakura's sides and ripped the t-shirt over his head, exposing his already slightly moist chest. The king lowered his head and dragged his tongue from his collarbone to his jawline. Bakura shuddered as fangs softly grazed the skin and sucked lightly. The sudden feel of painful pleasure arched his back and forced yet another moan from his throat. Blood slid gracfully down his flesh and Akefia wasited no time lapping it all up, his tongue dancing gracefully along the spirit's skin.
CLICK
Bakura flinched as he felt a cold metal tightly grip his wrists and force his arms above his head. Akefia lifted his head and chuckled darkly at his other self's realization. The cuffs hooked tightly onto the bed frame and showed no interest in letting go.
"This is one trap you can't escape my dear," The king purred.
An eagar hand grasped the button of Bakura's pants and before he could protest, he was fully exposed in front of his superior. The blue eyes above him widened hungrily at the spirit and he did not hesitiate to run his fingers all over the body below. The two hands went in opposite directions, both having the same objective. One found it's way to bakura hardened nipple and proceeded to teasingly twist it in it's grasp. The Pale victims breath grew shallow and he threw his head back, trying not to give Akefia the satisfaction of his pleasure. But the other hand traveled lower...lower...lower until,
"Ah..!"
Bakura's surpressed moans bubbled from his mouth as his shaft was massaged between skillful fingers.
"Y-you..." The spirit was almost breathless and it was only the beginning. "You...bastard..."
The king licked his lips, resembling a hungry animal ready for his next meal.
"You dared me. Remember?"

Twinky: Let's play truth or dare!

Bakura: ok, I dare you to shut up!

Twinky: That's mean!

Bakura: opps, you didn't do it. I get to punch you now!

Twinky: AH! *hides behind Akefia*

Akefia: What the hell!?

Twinky: Review before Bakura kills me!!