In which Bakura decides they need something better then wood flooring...
Purple eyes glimmered in the darkness, the only light in the otherwise black abyss. Pale blond bangs brushed teasingly over tanned features, smoothed back by the hard surface above the predator as he crouched in waiting for his prey to pass by his hiding spot.
Stealth was absolutely important for this mission; no sound could be made to alert the otherwise oblivious other, no sudden movement lest his prey detect his pressence and escape.
Light footsteps drew the predator's attention and a pale tongue darted out to lick darker lips in anticipation.
Needless to say, Bakura never saw Marik coming as the blond erupted from beneath the coffee table, crashing into the thief's back and taking them both to the floor with a loud crash.
"KURA~!" "Gyack!"
Chin, chest, and spine now successfully sore, the albino released a heavy huff as his tanned lover pinned him to the ground, hands braced against his spine.
"Okay, either you need to stop pouncing on me...or we need to buy floor padding."
This one is based off a comic I drew for them! =P R&R!