The Foxiest Boxes

“Good! I will teach you all the best kissing methods! The French kiss in special ways!” He says with a grin.

au-mokuba

“French Kiss? Isn’t that the one with the whole tongue thing? What if we bite each others tongues?”

A French Kiss seemed like a more high-tier type of kiss.

“We can start with something simpler, right? I don’t know much about kissing.”

Which…wasn’t exactly true or false; his experiences with kissing before had been quite negative.

"Yes! It is the tongue!" He stated proudly. He did pause to listen to him. Ah, yes! Starting small was a good idea. No need to overwhelm him with too much sexiness.

"Of course!" He said proudly. "We can begin kissing right away!"

#adultmokuba

"Welcome back, Marik." *smiles*

"A long time no see! How have you been?"

au-mokuba

"I will help your practice kissing! It is my speciality!"

Is…is this real life?

A cute boy offering to teach him how to kiss?

Okay, sure this boy also did try killing them all once but, hey, hasn’t everyone by now?

“I’m strangely fully on board on this.”

"Good! I will teach you all the best kissing methods! The French kiss in special ways!" He says with a grin.

#older!mokuba

xtotel

“aww, sweetie. you’ll destroy the world another time. will you feel better if i smooch you”

“no

…

actually fine ok, but make it a little smooch”

thefoxiestboxes or melvinishtarhugz4life

Which character would my muse rather fuck: Send two names

“ @thefoxiestboxes Don’t get me wrong I adore that Melvin, but it’s been so long since I’ve seen that version of myself, if I had to pick one, it would be Marik.”

thefoxiestboxes:

“I am Prince Sexy Tush, remember?” He lifted his ass in the air and waved it. “This bed is very comfortable. I’ve decided to claim it!”

Marik frowned at him. “Why would you steal a bed from yourself, where will I sleep?”

"We just both sleep in this one. Myself needs just as much beauty sleep as me!"

thefoxiestboxes or melvinishtarhugz4life

Which character would my muse rather fuck: Send two names

“ @thefoxiestboxes Don’t get me wrong I adore that Melvin, but it’s been so long since I’ve seen that version of myself, if I had to pick one, it would be Marik.”

thefoxiestboxes:

“Oh! Well! I am sure your bed is very nice! I would enjoy laying in it.”

“Yes you would, you should go lay down on it right now.”

“I will decide when I wish to lay down on the comfy bed!” He waited for an entire full minute before turning and heading for it. “I have decided to lay on it!”

“Yes completely by your own choice you are now laying on my bed. Good job Marik.”

"I am Prince Sexy Tush, remember?" He lifted his ass in the air and waved it. "This bed is very comfortable. I've decided to claim it!"

thefoxiestboxes or melvinishtarhugz4life

Which character would my muse rather fuck: Send two names

“ @thefoxiestboxes Don’t get me wrong I adore that Melvin, but it’s been so long since I’ve seen that version of myself, if I had to pick one, it would be Marik.”

thefoxiestboxes:

“Oh! Well! I am sure your bed is very nice! I would enjoy laying in it.”

“Yes you would, you should go lay down on it right now.”

“I will decide when I wish to lay down on the comfy bed!” He waited for an entire full minute before turning and heading for it. “I have decided to lay on it!”

thefoxiestboxes or melvinishtarhugz4life

Which character would my muse rather fuck: Send two names

“ @thefoxiestboxes Don’t get me wrong I adore that Melvin, but it’s been so long since I’ve seen that version of myself, if I had to pick one, it would be Marik.”

“Buahaha awesome! It is because I am most pretty!”

“More like because I haven’t bedded you yet.” ;)

“Oh! Well! I am sure your bed is very nice! I would enjoy laying in it.”

thefoxiestboxes or melvinishtarhugz4life

Which character would my muse rather fuck: Send two names

“ @thefoxiestboxes Don’t get me wrong I adore that Melvin, but it’s been so long since I’ve seen that version of myself, if I had to pick one, it would be Marik.”

"Buahaha awesome! It is because I am most pretty!"

"Do you want a hug?"

“Yes, and I promise not to call you binki boy.”

#guess whose back #back again #mariks back #tell your friends #guess whoss back

“That’s all I could ever ask for!”

HELLO FOOLS, IT IS I!

Drinks n’ things

The thing Marik knew about Bakura that was once he was into something, he tended to stick there. Once he had Bakura moving, it was only a matter of time before he was into it. He chuckled in drunken elation. In comparison, Marik was clearly the better dancer. His hips moved in a fashion that would make strippers jealous and certainly was attracting the wondering eye of more than a few people in the crowd. “Of course,” He responded easily and pressed his hips up against Bakura’s in a rather suggestive fashion. “You really should come here more often, Bakura. It’s good for you.”

Bakura moved his hips in time with Marik’s, pressing them firmly against the other’s. “I somehow doubt that..”

He continued to dance until the song was over, then, with a sigh, held his hand out. “Give me your keys, Marik.”

Marik was very pleased with this outcome. He hummed in a bit of confusion and fished out his keys. “Do we have to?”

“Yes, we have to, now come on.” Bakura hooked their arms together and lead them out of the bar. Now in the parking lot, the thief began searching for Marik’s bike, and when he found it, he let out a sigh. “I have absolutely no idea how to drive this thing, but I’m sure I’ll be a better driver than you are at the moment. You wear the helmet, okay? Just in case.” Bakura handed him the helmet and sat on the bike. “..Hurry up, I wanna go home.”

Marik let out an annoyed sound but followed anyway. "Fiiine, but only because you're pretty."

He put it on and put his arms around Bakura's waist. "S ' easy, just turn with your weight."

Drinks n’ things

The thing Marik knew about Bakura that was once he was into something, he tended to stick there. Once he had Bakura moving, it was only a matter of time before he was into it. He chuckled in drunken elation. In comparison, Marik was clearly the better dancer. His hips moved in a fashion that would make strippers jealous and certainly was attracting the wondering eye of more than a few people in the crowd. “Of course,” He responded easily and pressed his hips up against Bakura’s in a rather suggestive fashion. “You really should come here more often, Bakura. It’s good for you.”

Bakura moved his hips in time with Marik’s, pressing them firmly against the other’s. “I somehow doubt that..”

He continued to dance until the song was over, then, with a sigh, held his hand out. “Give me your keys, Marik.”

Marik was very pleased with this outcome. He hummed in a bit of confusion and fished out his keys. “Do we have to?”

Drinks n’ things

The thing Marik knew about Bakura that was once he was into something, he tended to stick there. Once he had Bakura moving, it was only a matter of time before he was into it. He chuckled in drunken elation. In comparison, Marik was clearly the better dancer. His hips moved in a fashion that would make strippers jealous and certainly was attracting the wondering eye of more than a few people in the crowd. “Of course,” He responded easily and pressed his hips up against Bakura’s in a rather suggestive fashion. “You really should come here more often, Bakura. It’s good for you.”

Drinks n’ things

Marik bumped against Bakura’s chest and fixated him with his lavender eyes. He smiled and played with a strand of Bakura’s hair. “It’ll be fun. We can dance together.”

“Marik..” He sighed. “If I dance with you, will you give me your keys?” Bakura lifted a hand to tug the other’s away from his hair. “One dance, then we leave, got it?”

Marik brightened and took Bakura’s hand. “Yes! One dance and we can go friggin home and play games or something.” He was already trying to pull Bakura into the throng of people.

Bakura sighed and let himself be tugged along, grumbling under his breath. “One dance, then we’re leaving.” As they neared the dance floor, Bakura felt his stomach begin to churn. “M-Marik, I… This was a stupid idea, I can’t dance. Let’s just go home… P-please?

“Anyone can dance, Bakura,” He responded, waving it off and nearly hitting someone else in the face. “You just have to move to the music. Here,” He grabbed Bakura’s hips and pulled them closer to his own. “Just do what I’m doing. It’s easy.”

Drinks n’ things

Marik bumped against Bakura’s chest and fixated him with his lavender eyes. He smiled and played with a strand of Bakura’s hair. “It’ll be fun. We can dance together.”

“Marik..” He sighed. “If I dance with you, will you give me your keys?” Bakura lifted a hand to tug the other’s away from his hair. “One dance, then we leave, got it?”

Marik brightened and took Bakura’s hand. “Yes! One dance and we can go friggin home and play games or something.” He was already trying to pull Bakura into the throng of people.

Drinks n’ things