Mariku wanted him, in a way that at first,
he didn't understand why.
But now he knew.
How beautiful his Malik was,
Mariku thought, as he sat on his bed.
An image of Malik in his mind,
Though it was one that was far from innocent.
Mariku groaned softly,
running his hand up and down his shaft,
imagining that it was Malik doing so.
Oh, he wanted him so much.
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Iniquity
FanfictionThe second Mariku got his own body, he went after Malik. In a sick sense, he believed that since at one time, Malik was part of him, that he owned him. -This is written as a group of Poems-
