Just a very quick scribble of “soon-to-be-extremely-kinky-Deathshipping-sex” 🐶❤️👌
Marik had no clue where Ryou got his get up from or where he had been hiding it to keep it out of sight from his prying brother and absentminded father but at the moment, he truly did not care. Ryou was literally asking for it and with every fidget that beautiful boy made, the reason why he came over that night in the first place was being pushed further out of his mind. “I thought,” he started. What had Marik been thinking? He had best come up with something on the fly then. “-That kitten’s don’t wear collars, much alone leashes,” the Ishtar spoke as he moved closer. Marik took ahold of the lease, wrapping the chain around one hand then gave it a small tug to pull Ryou a bit closer without verbal command. “I suppose not,” Ryou said quietly before looking up to the other with a hint of disappointment residing behind those rich brown eyes. Seeing he had not said the right words, Marik pulled upward on the bit of chain forcing the other up higher on his knees while Marik himself bent down, stopping just before his boyfriend’s face. “Are you a bad kitten?” Ryou blinked at the question only to feel lips brush his cheek before inching further down to caress his neck. A soft mewl coming from from him as Marik gradually added teeth just over above the thick collar that blocked him from pleasuring that lily white neck and adorning it with hickies. “I,” Ryou swallowed as anticipation began to swell up inside of him. “I might be.” “Well then…” Marik leaned back just enough so he can peer back into those eyes he loved so much. The very same set that had never once looked at him with malice to them like he had seen in everyone else’s who labeled him a worthless monster. “I guess I’ll just have to see how bad you really are.” Marik placed a brief but firm kiss onto the other male’s lips before speaking again. Ryou’s hands now pawing at the youngest’s Ishtar’s top. “…you have handcuffs right?” Marik asked in a lower voice in hopes not to ruin the mood. A small nod of confirmation from the other and a broad grin fanned out over Marik’s face. “This is going to be fun~”
Forgot to upload this quickie yesterday but I was feeling a bit down and Marik being the worst liar in the history of mankind and card games comforts me for some reason.
I am reminded of a video I made years ago that got taken down when my account on youtube was deleted for BS copyright claims. But it was to the song Malchik Gay by t.A.T.u and it was me being stupid and putting the words “Malik’s gay” up at the bottom whenever they sang the chorus and it just fit so well and was amazingly dumb.
But picture Marik playing that and singing my stupid version of the chorus whenever he is around his brother just to piss him off.
Oh, he has a lot and many different jabots, also neckbands/ribbons and collars. I think they suit him so well. Kaiba constantly refuses to wear jabots, because it’s Kaiba. They are too fancy and out of fashion for him. But Siegfried also wears ties, most of the time at work in combination with his business attire.
I am so sad the pictures does get bigger so I can see certain details more clearly but I know they are there!
Hate that you make me really love this man. No one has the right to be this pretty and make me think of him when I see certain flowers! No one!
I have a feeling my little Marik muse would not be sure what to make of all these frills and ruffles but would want to play with them if no one was around to stop him but the moment he hears the door open just try to rip whatever one he’s toying with off and hide it poorly behind his back.
I am Terra 