Some couple cuddle after sex, and then there’s thiefshipping.
"You have a lot of nerve, Bakura. Claiming my body when you don’t even own yours."
Bakura rolled over onto his stomach and tugged the blankets over his head. After sex, Malik was annoyingly chatty. Bakura wished he’d just be quiet and fall sleep like a normal person.
"You weren’t complaining about that a few minutes ago," he pointed out, positioning a fluffy pillow over his head to further drown Malik out.
"I’m not complaining now." From his tone, it was obvious Malik was smirking. "I think I like your nerve."
"I think I’m going to let Ryou out to deal with you if you don’t shut up."
The blankets shifted and Bakura opened one eye to find Malik had joined him beneath the heavy satin fabric, his sand-colored hair sticking together from their sweaty activities. ”Tired already? You’re like an old man.”