Yami bakura x reader scenarios

That was not a invitation

I'm back my little ones...or...tall ones, idk

You were cleaning the dishes, bakura was cleaning the table, a miracle really, he would usually go back to doing whatever, guess your friend scared him, she yelled at him for almost breaking a dish after he tried to leave the kitchen after dinner, causing her to almost break something, she chewed him out and he had been helping you clean up after meals ever since, you were sure some type of threats were used between them, you shook your head accidentally dropping a plastic bowl, "oh fuck me" you cursed picking up the bowl and glancing at bakura, he was smirking and licked his lips, " that was not a invitation" you said cleaning the bowl once more and putting it back, you turned around and saw bakura intruding your space bubble " I mean it, bakura no" you said looking at him, he got closer and had that devilish sexy smirk of his while humming lowly, your face heated up, he placed a finger under your chin and lifted your gaze, he looked into your e/c eyes, his red eyes glinting with, mischief?hunger? Lust? You couldn't tell at this point, your own hunger for bakura was clouding you, only he could get you like this, this quickly, " y/n if memory serves, we haven't had dessert yet" he said lowly, as he nibbled on your neck, this was going to be a eventful night