[T-tongue is weird. It's wet and warm. Riku doesn't know what to do but he doesn't like it. His hand grabs hold of the blanket near Sora's head and white knuckles it.
Riku doesn't know how long this is supposed to go on, but he resists that pull from Sora's leg. No. He won't let Bakura use Sora's body like this.
Riku pulls away when he can't breathe, unable to meet Sora's eyes, cheeks stained red and trying to catch his breath.]