The Art of (haha not rly)Love

Bakura shivered slightly on the long walk back from work, because someone had run away with his favorite jacket. Plus, the fishnets and leather that were practically his uniform for work, where not all that warm. He spotted a wealthy looking plot of land and smirked. Maybe he could find another coat, or some cash. Within moments he had undone a window with his skeleton key, and slid into a dark room.

Pegasus rubbed his temples gingerly, being the head of a corporation was not an easy task. His office was dark, and the only light came from his laptop screen, emitting a soft blue glow. With a sigh, he shut his eyes for a moment.

Bakura listen carefully, not knowing if anyone was around, but assuming there must be some form off live in the huge mansion. Out in the hallways he could see one room with a faint blue glow. across the hall was a rather expensive looking piece of art. He decided to risk it, as he was in all black, and darted across the hall. as he did so, he noticed the silver buckles around his arms picked up the light, glowing blue moment. he cursed mentally when he was back under the shadow, hoping he wasn't noticed.

A faint rustling sound disturbed the CEO's musings. His eyes snapped open just in time to see a flash in the darkness. Pegasus stood up and narrowed his eyes, peering into the darkness. "Is anyone there...?"

Bakura cursed again in his head, eyes narrow as he held his breath and pressed himself against the wall, silent and nearly invisible in the darkness of the hall. The statuette was on a table to his left, as he slowly reached out for it after a few moments had passed.

Still not satisfied, Pegasus stretched his arm out, groping around in the darkness. He knew he'd seen something. Or was this all because he hadn't gotten enough sleep? He shook his head. Moving forward, his hands connected with something warm, something that most certainly did not feel like a wall.

Bakura was startled as someone's hand connected with him, he had thought his night vision was better then that. He dropped to the floor and summersaulted between the man's legs, ending up behind him.

Startled, Pegasus' breath hitched and his eyes widened. He quickly turned to face his enemy. "Who are you?" he demanded. "What have you come here for?"

Bakura focused his eyes through the dark, grinning as the other seemed unnerved. (I'm someone who isn't stupid enough to give you my name) he chuckled softly, (Now would you like to forget you saw me, or am I going to have to... make you promise?)

The elder made a mental note to fire his current night security staff. However, not wanting to show that he was momentarily thrown off balance by the intruder, he decided that it was best to put up a front. "You will answer my question properly, cretin."

Bakura grinned to himself, thinking maybe this could be fun after all. (I'll do what I please. If I want to take this statuette, I will, If i want to put a knife in your gut) as he said this he drew his dagger, standing very close behind Pegasus and holding the cool metal to his throat, (I will) he paused, tangling one hand in his long hair and pulling back a little (anything I want, understand?)

Pegasus nearly flinched as the cool metal touched his throat. Laughing, a little nervously he had to admit, he angled his head so that knife was not quite as close to his jugular vein. "You really think you could kill me?" he scoffed, "You wouldn't dare."

Bakura scoffed in return. He grabbed Pegasus by the shoulder and spun him, pushing back so he would hit the wall, hard, and stood before him. (I really don't care who you are) he said, quite unsure of who he was talking to in the dark, (but it doesn't matter to me...)

The silver haired man's head hit the wall painfully as he was tossed against it. Rubbing his smarting skull, he pouted. "You don't even know whose house this is? What kind of criminal are you? I am Maxamillion J. Pegasus."

Bakura thought about that for a moment. (I'm an excellent criminal, if i wasn't on my way back from work you never would have even seen me) he chuckled faintly (oh well, no matter) he leaned close to Pegasus so he could whisper threateningly, (are you going to keep quiet or do i have to make you?)

"But the fact of the matter is that I did see you. You overestimate your skills." Golden eyes dilated as he tried to make out the features of his attacker.

Bakura gave a twisted smile, (I bet you can hardly see me. The point is) he paused to press the tip od his dagger to Pegasus's chest, (your not going to say anything, are you)

Pegasus gave the other a haughty look. "I do what I please." Now that the initial shock was wearing away, Pegasus was becoming more confident.

(Then you’re alot like me, aren't you?) Bakura slid the knife up very gently until it touched Pegasus's cheek, and he pressed down just hard enough to draw out a tiny drop of blood.

=Aaargh! We lost this part, so you’ll all just have to do with a sumary, ok? OK. Pegasus licks the blood running down his cheek and says he’s nothing like Bakura and then make some jokes about Bakura being an illegitimate bastard. Bakura gets up and tries to run away but Pegasus trips him. Next, Bakura ends up threatening Pegs with a knife. GOMEN I SWEAR I’LL FIX IT LATER=

Pegasus shivered as the cold steel slid down his skin. In the back of his mind, he made a mental note to destroy this person's life if it left him marked. "Do you get your thrills out of watching me bleed?"

(As a matter of fact, yes, I do.) he said with a little amused chuckle, (I find blood rather entertaining) at this he leaned in and ran his tongue up the line of red.

The other began to struggle against his assailant, pushing him away, at the same time suppressing a moan. If things like this were going to happen, then he wanted to be the one in control.

Bakura let out an amused little chuckle, his nails biting into Pegasus's shoulders. (What's the matter pretty boy, scared?)

Golden eyes glittered. "Not in the least. You give yourself too much credit." Pegasus smirked.

Bakura grinned, running his tongue over his teeth, which were recently filed into vampire like points. Without a word, and mostly on impulse, be sunk those sharp pointed teeth into Pegasus's neck.

Pegasus gasped as fangs punctured his neck. His eyes widened and his back arched, intrigued and yet disgusted.

Bakura smirked faintly against Pegasus's neck, licking at the puncture marks, rather glad he had paid to have his teeth sharpened. His hand snaked around his arched back, holding tight to keep him still.

The other shuddered as the stranger's hands moved on his back. This was certainly not a new position for him to be in, but it was... different.

Bakura pulled back slightly, blood dripping down his face. (Aawww you're shivering, are you sure you’re not scared?) he said tauntingly

"Don't make me laugh." He raised his head and licked his own blood off the other's lips.

Bakura's eyes slid half shut for a moment as he leaned forward the slightest bit. he snapped out of it and glared sharply, (now who said you could do that?) his nails ran down the wound on Pegasus's neck

Pegasus hissed, half in pain, half in ecstasy. "I don't need your permission." He attempted again to reverse their positions, pushing against the other.

Bakura chuckled as if amused. (now what are you trying to do, overpower me? Tsk tsk, silly boy, no one can do that) he leaned over slightly, biting the other side of Pegasus's neck.

Pegasus bit his tongue to keep from making any sound. To him, the pain felt good. His neck moved of its accord, shifting to give better access.

Bakura pulled back with a satisfied grin, licking the blood from his own lips. (Are you having fun pretty boy?)

This time Pegasus could not fight the moan. His hips pushed upwards, seeking more. "What do you think?"

Bakura grinned sadistically, speaking into Pegasus's ear, (oh my, eager little boy aren't you? Who said i wanted anymore then to see you bleed?) he asked tauntingly.

The other's eyes closed as lips touched his ear. "Nobody said anything. Are you hearing things?"

(I often do...) he said with a grin, suddenly nipping the bottom of his ear with his fang. (But I'm sure you are having to much fun with this... maybe you like being hurt...?)

"What does it matter if I do?" His hands flew to the other's chest as fangs grazed him again. The thought that this person was probably a loon if he heard things briefly crossed his mind.

(It matters because you seem to enjoy the attention of a strange thief that has broken into your house... not a very balanced man, are you?) he said with a taunting tone, nails biting into the back of Pegasus's neck.

"You wouldn't be so strange if you told me your name." Pegasus' eyes flicked open again as he felt pain at the back of his neck. Golden eyes were dilated in the dark, and he could make out some of the features of the person on top of him.

(Oh I'm not that stupid...) he said, again leaning down to lick some of the blood trickling down his neck. (I wouldn't mind, if i didn't think you would report me)

"I won't report you..." His voice turned silky, "If you make it worth my while." His mouth tilted up at the corners.

(And I should trust you why?) Bakura said with a grin, still speaking into Pegasus's ear as his hands gripped his shoulders. (Don't try to play games with me, your at my mercy pretty boy...)

"Because I can already see the latter half of your face, and it would be fairly easy to ID you by that alone." Pegasus' hands moved up and down the other's chest.

Bakura became still for a moment, (Your bluffing. What do you think you see?)

Pegasus' eyes strained to get in the details. "Well, your hair is white and pretty long, and you're rather thin." He peered harder, but for the life of him he couldn't discern the color of his assailant's eyes.

To this Bakura smirked a little, (You don't know enough, there are quite a few people with white hair you know...) he toyed with his dagger, running the blunt end along Pegasus's cheek. (So close, but not enough...)

"Actually, I've never seen a person with white hair before. You're the first." Slowly his hands made their way up the other's chest and into his hair. With a quick tug, he pulled the other off of him and stood up, scrambling for a light switch.
Bakura yelped as his hair was tugged, as it was quite painful and unexpected. There was no time to argue back as he grabbed Pegasus's ankle, attempting to pull him to the ground again.

The silver haired man had just enough time to flip the switch before the intruder grabbed him and pulled him down again. Swiftly flipping over, he stared at the man across from him.

(damn it) Bakura hissed, shielding his reddish eyes with his arm. With his skin as white as his hair, it was true he was rather one of a kind, (now I'll just have to kill you!) but where did his knife go? It was across the hall at his feet, having knocked it when he dove to catch Pegasus.

Pegasus didn't answer, rather, he pushed the white haired man in front of him over, grabbing his hands and forcing them away from his face. "It's your turn. What is you name?" he demanded.

Bakura hissed much like a cat, twisting his wrists and attempting to claw at Pegasus's hands, so he could get to his knife. (Fuck you) he growled, trying to see just how far he had to reach.

"That comes later." He smiled and straddled the other. "Again, what is your name?"

Bakura continued to struggle, straining and fighting but finding this man was stringer then he had thought, (none of your business)

Pegasus reached out and slapped him across the cheek. "Shall we see how well you like pain?" A red mark marred the white skin below him.

(Bakura bit his tongue, looking up with defiant eyes, (I can take it as well as I dish it) he hissed, (Do your worst)

With a rather sadistic grin, Pegasus transferred both wrists onto one hand. Leaning over, he kissed the stranger, biting down on the lip in his mouth until he could taste the other's blood.

Bakura let out a startled yelp, eyes fluttering at the taste of his blood, (Ra...) he gasped, turning his head away, slightly dizzy.

"It seems you are not as strong as you think you are." He took the blood in his mouth and poured it into the other's. "Swallow."

Bakura sneered and spit the blood right in Pegasus face with an amused smirk, (I'm sorry, I don't fallow orders)

Pegasus'' hand made a satisfying smack as he struck the other again. "You'll do what I want you to do."

Bakura's head snapped to the side, and he chuckled, the sound eerie. (I can hardly feel it) he said with a grin. (And you still don't know my name, do you? Your not very good at making people obey you)

"Then perhaps we'll try a different method" Pegasus bent over again and kissed the intruder's collarbone, leaving a bloody kiss.

Bakura began a little tense, his head giving a twitch to one side. (Mm...) his breath hitched a little in his throat.

Moving downwards, Pegasus pushed aside his shirt, distributing licks and kisses down the other's newly exposed skin. "So you like this better, non?"

Bakura's breathing became very uneven, his back arching the slightest bit. He was clearly trying to glare, but couldn't quite manage it. (Oh...) he moaned very softly.

"That's right, you're enjoying this aren't you?" His lips moved upward again and locked with those beneath him. Pegasus' tongue slipped out and begged entrance.

Bakura opened his mouth, but after a moment bit down hard, as if coming to his senses. (I'm not that easy, you know) he said with a grin, his eyes narrow.

"Really?" Pegasus nursed his aching mouth. "You seem awfully easy to me." His hands trailed down and began to unzip the stranger's pants.

Bakura spent a moment looking torn before his thighs snapped closed and he glared up defiantly.

Pegasus sighed. He didn't think he really had the energy to put up with this right now. "Coward."

Bakura looked stunned for a split second, (excuse me? what did you say?) he narrowed his eyes looking much like a child who had been insulted.

"You are a coward." Pegasus snorted. "Are you deaf as well as dumb?"

(Stop bloody insulting me!) he growled, again struggling for a moment, then simply laying on the floor. He knew now that he was seen, he would be in trouble no matter what went on.

"Decided to cooperate now have we?" The silver haired man tilted his head to the side inquiringly.

Bakura glared sharply. (Hell no, I just realized that I'm going to have to deal with a shit load of cops some time soon, and I don't know if I... have the energy for that.) The truth was he didn't know if with his hikari away, he had enough power to send so many cops to the shadow realm like he usually did.

Pegasus rolled his eyes and released the other's hands. "You're no fun, " he sighed.
Bakura sat up, rubbing his wrists, and tumbled back down due to the fact he was dizzy. (Ra damn it no art work is worth this...) he sneered, a little breathless, glaring at Pegasus, (why cant you just beg for mercy like the rest of them?)

Pegasus smiled, rather innocently for the situation. "Why would I want to be like the rest of them?" He shook his head slightly.

(The rest of them are easier to deal with... and i don't have to worry about them causing me any trouble) he gave a rather handsome smile, brushing his hair out of his face as he sat up, (Now why would you want to cause trouble for me anyway?)

"I don't have to explain myself to you." He tossed pewter hair over his shoulder in annoyance.

Bakura gave a faint smirk, (maybe if i tell the cops you tried to rape me when I tried to rob you they wont bother me as much)

"It's your word against mine," Pegasus scoffed. "Do you really think they'd believe a common criminal over me?"

Bakura just glared, looking at the floor, well aware he had gotten himself into huge trouble. (... shit) he grumbled, shoulders slumping.

Pegasus leveled a superior look at him. "Exactly." There was no way this situation would not turn out in his favor.

Bakura began to glance around for his knife, finally spying it across the hall, and making a mad dive for it.

The silver haired man's eyes widened in shock as the intruder dived for his knife. Weren't they past that yet? He reached out to grab the man's arm and stop him from retrieving the weapon.

(damn it!) he cursed, struggling, (well if I'm not gunna kill you, how else am I supposed to keep you silent?) he hissed

Pegasus smirked. "I think you know."

Bakura looked at him for a long moment. (I don't like being dominated) he said bluntly.

"Of course you don't." Pegasus replied, his voice dripping with sarcasm. He pulled the intruder closer to him.

Bakura let out an annoyed groan, rather tired by now. his body felt limp and heavy to him. He was beginning to see this might be the only way out of alot of trouble. (... fine) he said, looking away, (whatever you like) he certainly didn't need cops storming his house when he couldn't send them away, especially with Jou there, and especially after what he had learned about the blond recently.

Pegasus hesitated for a second. "Will this be the first time you've played uke?" As sadistic as he was, he felt a little guilt. A very, very, very, small bit.

Bakura looked up with a faint grin. (Don't worry, I'm not breakable, I told you, I take it as well as i dish it) that was his way of avoiding saying yes.

Pegasus grinned. Pulling the man into his embrace, his mouth moved to take the other's. His mouth moved harshly over the other, demanding submission.

Bakura tensed slightly, resisting the urge to bite or claw. He opened him mouth, smoothly sweeping his tongue over Pegasus', holding loosely around his shoulders.

Pegasus began to relax once he realized he had the other's cooperation. He groaned, his tongue wrapping around the other's.

Bakura's breathing was starting to become uneven, his arms clinging a little tighter as Pegasus moaned into his mouth. His eyes were pressed shut, as he softly traced Pegasus's lips with his tongue.

Pegasus felt the man's arms close in on him a bit and chuckled. Appreciating the other's growing enthusiasm, he drew the tongue playing about his lips into his mouth and sucked on it.

Bakura's head fell back a little as he began to feel dizzy. (oh...) he didn't much like feeling so helpless under this feeling, but there wasn't much he could do but deal with it. His breathing was now slow and deliberate, his eyes half lidded.

Pegasus' hands slipped under the other's shirt, caressing the skin he found there. "Will you tell me your name?"

(... Bakura) He panted, voice soft. (My name is Bakura...) his eyes drifted shut, back arching slightly

Pegasus smiled as he repeated the name. "Bakura... I like it." His mouth pulled away from Bakura's and fastened on to his chest, his tongue swirling around the soft pink aureoles he found there.

Bakura bit down in his tongue to keep from making any noise, back arching as his hands found there way into Pegasus's hair, holding on tight at the attention he was getting. His breathing was now horribly uneven, but he was still silent.

Pegasus stopped his teasing and drew one hard nub into his mouth, suckling. His hands went to Bakura's waist and lifted the other onto his lap, so that their hips were pressed together.

At this he let out a sharp gasp, legs wrapped tightly around Pegasus' waist. His head was to one side, eyes closed, hair a tangled white mess. He could feel his pulse through his body, and let out a low, quick moan.

Golden eyes darkened as Pegasus heard the other's sounds of ecstasy. His own body heat was rising as a familiar pressure began to build between his legs. He switched to the other side of Bakura's chest, giving it the same attention.

Bakura let out a low moan on a very long sigh, arms wrapped tight around Pegasus's shoulders, back still arched. he leaned up slightly, giving Pegasus’s neck a very soft bite.

It’s summary time again! I was in a nasty little rut and I couldn’t think of anything to write so we decided to end it like this. So what happens is they totally do it. O_O Leik WHOA, and afterwards, Bakura leaves. Finito. Again, We’ll really finish this when we have time ok!? Just, chill with this for now no flames bout it plzzz