“Sounds good~.”
Duke’s apartment in the city.
The fireplace is gas.
There’s a pool table in his office, which doubles as a Craps table.
There’s always food in the fridge and wine in the wine rack.
“Mmm, I love this~
“You’re….ah a bastard~”
“Now this is how I like you…”
“I…can’t take anymore.” The duelist let out a soft moan, letting the t-shirt fall from his trembling lips.
“Cum for me then.” He growled out, slamming in.
The duelist’s slender form arched off the mattress as he came with a cry for the second time that night.
It was then that Bakura released, filling the other’s passage up with his essence~.
You’ve indicated your interest,
I’m educated in sex, yes.
And now I want it bad.“Get..” Fuck..
“Shhhh. I’ll be gentle.”
“Fuck.”
He unbuttoned the casino owner’s pants and allowed his fingers to do the talking.
“Get your fucking hand out of th-ohhh fuck..”
“You’re….ah a bastard~”
“Now this is how I like you…”
“I…can’t take anymore.” The duelist let out a soft moan, letting the t-shirt fall from his trembling lips.
“Cum for me then.” He growled out, slamming in.
You’ve indicated your interest,
I’m educated in sex, yes.
And now I want it bad.“Get..” Fuck..
“Shhhh. I’ll be gentle.”
“Fuck.”
:: All Dressed Up::
“You like it?”
“Perhaps.”
“You do.” He grinned and offered an arm.
He raised a brow, but took it. “So where are we going?”
“Charity event.” The teen smirked. “Are you prepared to be on your best behavior?”
”..Fine, fine. As long as no idiots approach me.”
