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Ah,
sorry! Got to love holidays, so much to do. Well, here’s the next chap! There’s
got to be a little fluff break in between all the fun, right?
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“Oh!
Here we go!” One of the watchers lifted his binoculars to witness the scene
going on in the house across the street. It looked as though his half formed
plan had paid off! “This is what we’ve been waiting for!”
“Really…they’re
gonna do it?” The other questioned excitedly as he reached for his own pair.
Sure
enough the taller, fiercer looking of the twin-like boys had shut the door,
locking it behind him before leisurely crossing the room to join his smaller,
innocent looking partner…
Atemu
shut the door, locking it behind him with a soft click, before leaning back
against the smooth wood. Hunger filled scarlet eyes eagerly surveyed the
gorgeous sight laid out before him, much like a child on Christmas Morn. The
former spirit berated himself heartily for his foolishness, but his hand
refused to move towards the lock to relieve him of his torment. He knew neither
of them was truly ready to take this step in their relationship.
He
should have just knocked on the door as was his original intention. But now he
couldn’t turn away, even though he knew that he should. It was too late.
Mind
finally made up, the former Pharaoh stalked soundlessly across the room, his
eyes never leaving the pale, trembling figure on the bed. He knew what he was
going to do the moment he entered the room, but his conscience was still giving
him all sorts of hell for the decision.
A
bright glare caught the corner of his eye and Atemu briefly turned to see where
it came from. It had come from somewhere towards the top of the apartment
building across the street, but from which window he was unsure. Another quick
flash gave him a specific direction to aim his fury. His eyes fairly glowed
with the intensity of his anger. Sure enough they were being watched.
So
they wanted a show, huh? Not on his watch! They had already seen enough! The royal
teen shot a brutal, promising glare at what he knew were their stalkers before
calling on his shadows to block the scene from their leering view
With
another flick of his wrists Atemu sent a second wave of blackened tendrils out
towards the watchers, sealing them into their apartment, to their doom. He
would have a name by the time he was through with them, but first he needed to
deal with his little one. Yugi was infinitely more important than they could
ever hope to be!
Atemu
turned his attention back to the boy writhing on the bed. It was clear to him
that his little one was caught up in the need brought on by the drug in his
drink. Ruby eyes drank in the erotic sight of Yugi’s kneeling form as the boy’s
hips gyrated sensually against the motion of his hand.
There
was a limit to the control that he held over his urges, and this had definitely
passed that boundary! Carefully climbing onto the bed so as not to upset his
little one’s delicate balance Atemu reached out to touch the silky skin that he
had denied himself ever since the boy had been found.
Oh
gods what he wouldn’t give to be the one to pleasure this small angelic being?
To bring him to his peak, to have Yugi scream his name in the throes of
passion. He would take this as slow as Yugi wanted, do whatever he had to, just
for this chance to show his little one that there was more to the act of
intercourse than pain and nightmares. He would turn this situation to their
benefit. But that was only as long as Yugi consented to his touch.
“Enough
Aibou…” Atemu purred in a husky voice as he pried the boy’s hands from his
body, leaning in to taste the delectable pale flesh – startling the teen with
his presence. “You are being controlled...this need is not natural. It is
brought on by a drug that was slipped into our drink.”
Yugi’s
eyes shot open the moment soft lips caressed his back. Slender, slightly
calloused hands exerting just enough pressure to force his hand away from his
intentions. Yami?!! But he was supposed to have left! What was he doing here?!
“N-no…don’t…I
need…” Yugi sobbed, trembling violently.
“Shhh…Relax
little one…” Atemu eased the teen’s hands away from his body before picking up
the jar that was still within easy reach. “Let me help you...”
Yugi
nodded shakily, willing his body to relax into the sheets as he surrendered
himself to his darker half’s whims, frightened and eager at the same time. He
always wondered if Yami would be the commanding, tender lover that he wanted.
He
needed to know if the strong, powerful image his darkness presented to the
outside world would follow over to their intimate encounters. He needed to be
mastered, to be possessed. For Yami to take control of his very being, to
dominate him thoroughly. But he was so scared. His very form trembled beneath
his darkness’ ruby gaze as Yugi fought for control of his terrified thoughts.
Atemu
dipped his fingertips into the gel-like substance and smeared it over his
fingers, his nose wrinkling in disgust at the odd texture, before eyeing the
tempting, submissive figure his Aibou presented as the boy waited willingly,
silently for his next move.
The
boy was shivering so hard it was shaking the bed.
“Shhh…Aibou.
If you give me this chance I will go no further than you allow.” Atemu
whispered as he ran a gentle, soothing hand over the smaller teen’s trembling
form. “I will be as gentle as you need. It is your decision. If you say stop,
than I will let you be.”
“Love
me…” Yugi whispered back in a shaky voice. “Please…? I want to know what it
feels like…”
The
former Pharaoh closed his eyes briefly, taking a calming breath at the words
that he had so longed to hear. The sight that greeted him when he opened his
eyes once again was delicious. He couldn’t wait to touch, stroke, to caress
that tender, silky skin. His manhood responded with a violent lurch. Sure he
had never had sex before but it didn’t mean he was completely ignorant on the
subject. He knew what he wanted to do, where he wanted to be.
Slowly
he brought his slippery fingers up against the soft skin that guarded the
opening to his little one’s body, his other hand coming to rest on the teen’s
trembling, up-raised bottom, to caress the skin tenderly. Yugi shivered,
tensing the moment he touched the soft, inviting skin.
“I
will not hurt you Aibou.” He purred soothingly.
Yugi
swallowed reflexively before uttering a whispered “I know…”
Atemu
massaged the silky, pale skin for a moment before easing the tip of his finger
inside the tight, warm passage with a silent moan. He could just imagine those
muscles tightening around his body, holding him deep inside that velvety
warmth. The blood that had rushed to his face earlier now rushed towards his
lower regions with alarming swiftness.
With
careful concentration Atemu eased the first finger deep inside, only to
withdraw the instant he could go no further. His actions drew a pleasured sigh
from the teen in front of him. Seeing that his little one wouldn’t protest, he
pushed back inside once again, watching intently as Yugi drew back to meet his
thrust. The boy’s actions brought a deep chuckle to his lips.
“You
like that little one?” Atemu asked in a hoarse, teasing voice.
“Ngh…please…”
Was the only response that Yugi could force past his dry lips.
Atemu
continued to watch as he pleasured the beautiful teen writhing on the bed. The
former spirit couldn’t get over how erotic a sight it was to watch as his
finger was drawn inside the boy’s warmth. Almost as erotic as the feeling of
having his skin enveloped and caressed by the velvety tightness surrounding
that digit. He wanted more…
“N-need
you…make me…want it…” Yugi sighed.
Atemu’s
eyes widened, his motions halting. “What?!”
“Please…Yami…force…me.”
Yugi replied, pushing back, taking Atemu’s finger to the hilt as he pleaded for
the only thing he knew.
Gently
Atemu drew the boy from his kneeling position, pulling Yugi up against his body
as he continued to tease and torment, adding another finger on the next slow,
gentle thrust. Leaning in to taste those sweet lips once before saying what
needed to be said.
Breaking
the kiss, Atemu tilted Yugi’s tearstained face to his, locking eyes with the
still healing teen, never once having broken the rhythm of his thrusts. This
message needed to be heard loud and clear.
“Aibou…I
will not force you. I have no need to. You will enjoy every single second of
this encounter and the ones to come.” Each loving word was reinforced with a
simple, chaste kiss.
Yugi
moaned audibly at the scorching promise those words held, leaning back against
his darkness’ sturdy chest. He brought his hands up behind him, pealing away
the material that was covering what he sought to reach, to caress the silky
textured, bronze skin, running his fingers over Atemu’s sensitive flank as he
writhed and squirmed against the probing fingers.
In
response Atemu peppered his neck and shoulders with light, airy kisses as he
cupped his backside, gently prying him apart, his fingers penetrating deeper,
searching…
“Ahh-haaa!”
Amethyst eyes widened as a jolt of pleasure raced up his spine.
The
petite teen pushed back against the slender hand, his body searching for more
of the pleasing sensations. A muffled chuckle came from behind him as Atemu
lifted his lips from the mark he had been making on his neck.
“Is
that the spot little one?” He whispered softly, prodding at the sensitive nub
with the tips of his fingers, pleased with the shudders that rocked the boy’s
tiny frame as Yugi clutched at his sides, unable to keep his cries silent. “Let
me hear that beautiful voice Aibou…so beautiful…so needy…”
Atemu
leaned in for another taste of those luscious lips, a gentle hand on the
smaller teen’s stomach to hold him steady. He would never get enough of this.
Yugi trembled violently in his grasp as he struck his prostate repeatedly, half
lidded amethyst eyes glazed over with a sort of fearful pleasure, supple lips
parted in need. Atemu attacked the boy’s mouth with a frenzied abandon.
“Please…” Yugi whispered as the other broke
the blazing kiss.
“As
you wish little one…” Atemu replied with a chuckle. At the eager yet apprehensive
look in those beautiful amethyst orbs he brought a hand up to caress the
smaller teen’s face tenderly. “I will not hurt you Aibou…trust in me…please.”
Yugi
nodded, closing his eyes briefly. “But what if I’m not…enough…for you?”
A
teasing finger pressed against the teen’s lips, quieting him. Atemu whispering.
“Oh gods little one…how could you even think that? You are all I need! I cannot
help myself…you look so fucking sexy like this, so needy! I want to watch you
take me inside your body…to hear you scream my name in ecstasy.”
Yugi
blushed deeply at the intimate words his darkness spoke so casually, reaching
out to draw the other closer as he impaled himself on those probing fingers. A
gasp escaped his lips as his prostate was nailed once again. He remembered this
feeling, but this time there was no pain that came with the pleasure. His body
trembled, partially out of need – the other part pure fear and he turned his
head to the side, allowing the tears to fall.
Atemu’s
response was to reach out and gently tweak one of the teen’s coral nipples,
teasing it into hardness as he nibbled on the pale skin that was within his
reach, drawing Yugi out of the past and back into his arms. He would not allow
the boy to withdraw back into those painful memories, not while he was around.
With
a fleeting kiss to the tip of the boy’s pert nose, Atemu withdrew his fingers
and carelessly shed his clothes. At the moan of disappointment he admonished
the youth. “Be still Aibou, I will give you what it is you want.”
Yugi
turned to watch as his darkness’s bronze body was slowly revealed to him. It
was as he always thought, the former Pharaoh was perfect – from the tips of his
wild tricolor hair to that small thatch of dark hair that grew at his groin and
on down to his gracefully arched feet. A god of sorts.
Perfect
– something Yugi would never be with his used and scarred body. The small teen
swallowed a wave of envy at the disappointing thought, his tearful eyes
downcast.
“Don’t
you dare think that!” Atemu reprimanded his lighter half at the tearful look,
climbing onto the bed to take the boy back into his embrace. “…I can sense
those feelings little one and you are wrong! You are so beautiful to me…you
remind me of a small, innocent angel who has lost his wings.”
“So
beautiful…” He continued as he gave a lingering kiss to each and every one of
the cruel, white scars that criss-crossed the boy’s back, starting at the curve
of his shoulders and ending at the base of his spine. “I would do anything in
my power to give you those wings back…will you let me be the one to do this?
Please Aibou…”
Yugi
could do no more than nod tearfully at his darkness’ plea. He was shocked
speechless, his entire frame trembling under the other teen’s passionate words
and kisses. He could feel the heat radiating off of his Yami’s powerful figure
as the other pressed up against him, cradling his smaller body in the safety of
his strong arms.
“P-please…I
need you…Y-Yami…Love me…?”
“I
always have.” Atemu replied, claiming those petal soft lips in a deep, loving
kiss, conveying the rest of his thoughts without words.
Casually
he reached over and dipped a generous amount of the slick gel onto his hand,
using it to coat his length while he had the teen distracted. Bronze hands
smoothed over the smaller teen’s sensitive skin until they reached the cleft
between his buttocks. Yugi arched against the gentle touch, spreading his legs
a little further in anticipation of what was to come.
“A
little eager?” Atemu chuckled, his breath sending chills crawling over Yugi’s
overheated body.
“Please…don’t
tease me…need you…” Yugi replied breathily, arching against those strong hands.
“Make the nightmares go away.”
“Then
you shall have me.” Atemu answered as he casually flipped them over so that
Yugi was straddling his waist. “You are in control little one.”
Yugi
blinked questioningly at the reversal of positions. He had never done this
before. Reaching out hesitantly, he brought his hands to the darker teen’s
shoulders to steady himself, losing himself in his darkness’ heated ruby gaze.
Warm, slender hands wrapped around his waist, guiding his motions gently.
“Are
you ready?” Atemu queried.
Biting
down on his lower lip, Yugi nodded hesitantly.
Seeing
the uncertainty in those glorious eyes, Atemu reached up underneath the teen,
caressing the silky skin in calming motions. It wasn’t long before Yugi was
once again arching against his fingers, reduced to a mass of pleading,
quivering need, his fear almost forgotten.
Gently
Atemu eased his petite lover to hover just over his swollen length. Handing
control back over to the trembling teen, Atemu fought to control his urges, to
let Yugi set the pace.
Yugi
bit down on his quivering lip as he lowered himself down onto his lover’s
waiting erection. He trembled with the need to flee, and the need to fulfill
his body’s urges. Inch by torturous inch he could feel himself being filled,
his darker half’s labored breathing the only sound he could hear over the
pounding of his heart.
A
short, pained cry escaped his lips as he finally sank down onto the body
beneath him, and the small teen found himself wrapped up in the other’s
crushing embrace.
“Shhh…it’s
alright little one…you’re safe.” Atemu whispered, stroking the boy’s hair
gently. “I am right here.”
“…Yami…?”
Yugi breathed tearfully, tightening his hold on the darker teen’s shoulders.
“I’m
here Aibou…my Aibou.” Atemu whispered hoarsely, his body trembling with barely
controlled desire. “This is your show little one. If it is too soon then we
will stop. I want you to be comfortable…”
“NO!”
The moment he heard the word stop Yugi violently protested. “I...please…kiss
me…make me forget…”
Atemu
chuckled. “With pleasure little one.” Before brushing his lips up against
Yugi’s to nibble on his lower lip.
After
showering his little one with light kisses he linked their hands, helping Yugi
to sit up. A breathless gasp escaped his lips as the action allowed him to slip
even deeper into the velvety tightness. Yugi shuddered deeply in reply, rocking
his hips and creating a friction between them that almost drove Atemu to the
edge.
Slowly
Yugi began to move just ever so slightly, rocking his hips in time with a beat
only he could hear. His head rocked back, revealing a slender, swan-like neck
littered with Atemu’s marks of ownership, as he let out a shuddery gasp. The
ruby eyed teen sucked in a breath at the magnificent sight.
Yugi
belonged to him! And he was never going to let him go!
Bronze
hands came up to tease and caress the soft, pale skin, teasing the coral tinted
peaks into pebble hardness. Atemu closed his eyes with a gasp as the silky
warmth massaged his aching length, taking him in only to release him for a
moment before starting again. This was beyond his wildest imaginings. This
perfect being, this beautiful angel had consented to be his. He felt alive,
whole for the first time in his existence.
The
former Pharaoh knew he wasn’t going to last long. The feelings were too
intense, too pleasurable. But he was bound and determined to make sure that his
little one crested that peak before he did. Planting the soles of his feet on
the bed, Atemu drove up inside his lover’s tightness. Yugi let out a gasp of
surprise as the movement nailed his prostate, his eyes flying open to lock with
passion glazed rubies.
“Yami!”
Sensing
a difference in the texture, Atemu wrapped his arms around Yugi’s waist and
pulled him back down once again. A cry of pleasure was torn from the teen’s
mouth and Yugi gave himself over to his darkness’ more demanding rhythm.
“Yami…I…oh
god!”
“Come
on little one…so…so beautiful!” Atemu breathed, unwilling to take his eyes off
of his little one’s pleasure glazed expression.
Again
and again Atemu droved into his smaller lover’s pliant body, seeking to
pleasure the boy beyond his imagination. The air became thick with the presence
of darkened, shadowy wisps as the former spirit’s emotions spiraled out of
control. They curled around the bed, enclosing the two lovers in their inky
embrace, before fading back into nothingness once they ascertained they weren’t
needed.
Cries
of pleasure echoed around the room as Yugi took the pounding, his body
shivering continuously, his nerve endings on fire as his demanding lover
mastered his body in a way he never knew possible. His eyes tightly closed,
head thrown back as he gave himself over to the jolts of pleasure that raced
along his nerves, making his toes curl with the overload of pleasure.
A
warm hand wrapped around his so far neglected length and the small teen almost
thought he had died and gone to heaven. Too far gone to even question why his
lover would do that for him he succumbed to the dual assault, screaming his
completion to the heavens.
Atemu
followed not too long after, his body reacting violently to the increasing
tightness of its silken cocoon. And with a deeper cry he spilled his seed deep
inside his little one’s willing form.
Yugi
collapsed, spent, on top of Atemu’s shivering form. The darker teen gathered
the boy up into his arms and held him close, whispering praise and love into
the half conscious youth’s ears. As the smaller teen drifted off Atemu smoothed
the sweat plastered hair out of his face to plant a kiss on the tip of his
nose.
“I’m
sorry Aibou.” Atemu murmured. “I had wanted our first time to be perfect and it
was everything but.”
Yugi
glanced questioningly up at his darkness’ serious, regretful features, resting
a gentle hand aside his face. “But it was perfect Yami…because it was you. I’ve
been waiting for so long.”
“I
love you little one…I love you so much.” Atemu dropped a light kiss to the palm
of the hand that had been caressing his face.
“I
love you too…my Yami…” Yugi whispered as he drifted off.
Atemu
closed his eyes for a moment, just content to relax. As he began to drift into
the world of dreams a persistent problem pulled him back to consciousness. With
a harshly whispered curse he glanced down at the issue that just wouldn’t leave
him to his peace.
And
then he became aware of Yugi’s return to the land of the living as the boy
began to squirm uncomfortably.
“Damn
it!” Atemu hissed harshly.
What
would make this go away?!
Yugi’s
pitiful sniffles met his ears and he turned towards his Aibou.
“Need
you…please…?” The teen whispered tearfully as he reached out for the comfort of
his darkness.
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Atemu
groaned audibly, plucking irritably at the blanket that he had pulled up over
the two of them after their last lovemaking session. This was just not working.
His Aibou had to be so sore right now. They had made love in every position
possible…for hours now and still they had this problem! He couldn’t take the
boy again. That would be cruel!
“Yami…It
won’t go away!” Yugi sobbed, curling up in his darkness’ warm, comforting
embrace.
He
hurt so badly. True it was almost a good hurt, but he couldn’t do it again. His
darker lover had been so kind, so gentle, but it didn’t matter, he still hurt.
They had done things he had thought possible only in dreams, but he couldn’t
continue.
“Shhh
Aibou…we’ll figure it out.”
Atemu
drew the boy tighter into his arms as he tried to come up with a way to solve
their dilemma. An idea flitted through his mind, and the former Pharaoh almost
dismissed it out of hand. But then he thought on it again. It was only fair.
Yugi had given of himself so completely. Maybe it was time he shared the
burden, gave a little of himself to this magnificent angel who had shared so
much and never asked anything in return.
“Aibou…”
With a darkening blush Atemu caught the other’s attention. “I…ah, would
you…ah…like to…take me?!”
The
words were almost a whisper and the moment he voiced them former ruler cringed.
He definitely wasn’t ready for this step. But Yugi hadn’t been either when he’d
had his innocence ripped from him. Pride demanded that he take the question
back, but Atemu pushed it to the back of his thoughts as he gazed into stunned
amethyst eyes when Yugi’s head shot up to glance at him curiously.
“You…you
would…do that?!” He questioned tearfully. “…For me?!”
“Little
one I would do anything for you…follow you anywhere. You are my Aibou. There is
nothing you could ask for that I wouldn’t give!” Atemu stated as he brushed his
lips across Yugi’s tempting mouth.
The
kiss deepened and Atemu found himself at his Aibou’s mercy as a warm, moist
tongue reached inside to draw his out to play. They battled for a moment before
Yugi withdrew, much to the darker teen’s disappointment.
Yugi
glanced at him shyly from beneath the thick fringe of his lashes. “I’ve never
done…this before.”
“Neither
have I little one.” Atemu murmured nervously as he propped the pillows up
behind them. “So we will take this step together.”
“Are
you sure?” Yugi asked again as he fiddled with the blanket. “You would let
me…do that…to you?”
Atemu
took a moment to consider the question. The way his little one said that…he
made it sound like it was a dirty, shameful act. But it couldn’t be. Not after
what they had just done. What they had done was beautiful. Perhaps if he let
Yugi dominate him it would help the boy understand that there wasn’t anything
to be ashamed of.
He
could feel the heat warming his face with the notion alone. His body was
already hard, and the idea was turning him on even more, even as it brought
color to his features. The image of his little one moving over him, making him
cry out without thought, without concern, just as he had done to his little
love earlier.
What
harm could it do? Other than damage his already bruised pride. It was his fault that they were in this
predicament in the first place.
“…I
am certain.” Atemu let his arms fall away to his sides, leaving himself open,
bare before his Aibou’s curious gaze.
Yugi
lifted his amethyst gaze, admiring his darkness’ trim, sleek figure, afraid to
do anything more. He was so out of his element. What if he hurt Yami? This would
be his darkness’ first time – by Yami’s own admission. What if he did it wrong
and hurt the gorgeous, courageous former Pharaoh.
The
small teen shook his head lightly, chasing the thoughts away. His darkness had
given him permission. And he wanted to so badly. He wanted to hear that deep,
husky voice as Yami cried out in need, in want – for him and him alone. To
return a little of the pleasure that the elegant, graceful teen had given to
him. He wanted to know if he was man enough to make his darkness lose control.
Or if he was destined to only be a receptacle for the darker teen’s desires, a
release of sorts.
Gently
he reached out and caressed the sun kissed skin on his darker half’s arm,
stopping as the palm of his hand covered the tiny, barely visible pin-point
needle tracks that had been left behind when the doctors had tried to find a
suitable vein for an IV – his heart going out to the darker teen.
It
must have been awful for him. So scared, not knowing what was going on…At that
point the small, painfully shy teenager realized that neither of them was all
that different. They both had issues that needed to be resolved. And just
maybe, together, they could do it.
“Aibou?”
Atemu questioned hesitantly.
His
little one had been so silent, so still for so very long that he thought the
boy was going to reject his offer. What was the boy thinking about? Only the
smallest bit of emotion leaked over their scarcely existent link. A bit of
sadness, of empathy…and of hope. What was on his little one’s mind?
“I-I’m
so happy that…you’re well again…my Yami.” Yugi finally murmured. His words
almost low enough that Atemu had to lean in to catch what he was saying. “…My
Yami.” He repeated in the small, whispered voice, loving the sound of those
words.
“That
I am Aibou.” Atemu replied, taking the small, pale hand between his larger
ones. “I am yours to do with what you wish.”
Yugi
sucked in a breath at the promise, his eyes meeting with the darker teen’s
burning rubies. “Mine…And I’m yours?”
“Always
little one.” Atemu reached out and gathered the shaking teen against him.
“Always…Touch me please Aibou.”
As
Yugi leaned in for a kiss, his mind ran over how he would have wanted his first
time to be. That was how he wanted to treat his darkness. Even though it
couldn’t be perfect, he wanted it to be as close to it as he could make it. He
wanted this to be an experience his Yami would never forget.
Gently
the smaller teen pressed his darker counterpart back and down against the
mattress, breaking the kiss only to push the pillows off the bed before
attaching his lips to that one spot on his Yami’s neck that made him shiver
with delight.
After
working over that spot until the other was writhing beneath him, his breath
coming in gasps, Yugi worked his way down the muscular chest, paying equal
attention to both of the darkened peaks until they were puckered and hard
before continuing his way down to his darkness’ flat, well toned stomach.
There
he lingered, tasting the salty skin as he made his mark of ownership beside the
dark teen’s navel. The muscles quivered beneath his tongue, and he gave a quick
nip to the sensitive skin, before kissing it again in apology. He had never
realized that the other teen was so sensitive.
Slowly
Yugi worked his way down to Atemu’s hips, parting the darker teen’s thighs as
he moved between them, his hands following the path his mouth had taken just
moments before. He already knew exactly what he wanted to do. His darkness
shook and shivered beneath his grasp, soft panting sounds escaping Atemu’s
attempts to keep himself quiet.
That
wasn’t going to last long, Yugi smirked uncharacteristically to himself, he
knew precisely how to provoke a response from his so far quiet Yami. Without
warning he engulfed the taller teen’s member, sucking him in to the hilt. Atemu
arched off the bed with a cry, his entire body trembling as Yugi continued to
suck him off, moving over his erection with a skill he never knew possible.
Without
pausing in his mission, the smaller teen reached out with his left hand to snag
the jar off the side of the bed. He quickly coated his fingers in the slippery
substance while using the other hand to pull one of the muscular legs up over
his shoulder, giving him access to the one place on his darkness’ body that no
one other than Yami himself had ever touched before.
Atemu
thrashed his head from side to side, gripping the sheets tightly, his voice
sounding hoarse even to his own ears. Oh gods his little one was good at this!
He arched up into the waiting warmth with a low growl as he felt the boy’s
talented tongue wrap around the underside of his length. He shivered with the
powerful feeling as that tongue proceeded to run up and down the length of his
erection, searching out his most sensitive spots.
An
arm across his stomach pinned him to the bed, and Atemu moaned his displeasure
at being unable to move. To make up for his lack of mobility Yugi took on the
burden of movement, bobbing his head up and down over Atemu’s shaft, sucking
him hard both ways.
The
darker teen’s breath hitched and he stiffened up as he became aware of
something probing his entrance. The feeling was strange, almost unwelcome. But
then Yugi did something amazing with his tongue and Atemu forgot what his name
was, let alone what had just happened, a strangled cry escaping his mouth.
Yugi
felt his darker half tense when he brought his finger up to probe at the virgin
opening. Knowing that the other was getting ready to protest he swallowed,
suctioning his lips to the base of the shaft as he clicked his tongue,
successfully distracting his other half from what he was attempting to do. This
time he gently massaged the puckered muscles that guarded the opening, letting
his darkness get used to the feeling.
Atemu
almost tensed again when those weird feelings returned, but whatever it was
Yugi was doing with his tongue consumed his senses, making it impossible for
him to focus on anything other than that hot, luscious mouth surrounding his
hardness.
Eventually
the darker teen became used to the unusual sensations and dismissed them
altogether. But he squirmed uncomfortably when he felt a kind of pressure from
below, slightly different than the feather light touches from earlier. He
choked out the other’s name as something penetrated his body, unable to ignore the
bizarre sensations that assailed him any longer.
“Aibou!”
Yugi
wasted no time, once he pushed past the ring of muscles guarding the tight
channel, searching immediately for that one little spot that would quell the
darker teen’s objections. He knew exactly when he found it, for his partner’s
body trembled as if from an electrical surge. A low whine was his reward for
finding that tiny bundle of nerves and he probed at it again just to hear that
uncharacteristic tone issue from his darker half’s lips.
‘What
the hell?!’
It
was the last thought that ran through Atemu’s mind before he found himself
writhing on the sheets, unable to control either his mind or his body. He shut
his eyes tightly and let go, giving himself over to his little one’s double
assault.
Yugi
added another finger and a little more force behind the thrusts of his hand,
instantly gratified when his darkness cried out in a tone so unlike his normal,
eloquent speaking voice, pleading for him to stop, to go faster, not knowing
what it was he was seeking.
The
small teen heard the other’s cry only an instant before the warm channel
tightened around his fingers, his mouth filling with the bitter taste of the
teen’s release. He released his hold on the other’s hips and removed his
fingers.
Atemu
laid his head back against the cool sheets, his heart racing, breathing
erratic. Never had he felt anything so powerful, so very pleasurable – and
earlier he thought he had done just about everything. It defied reason, what
his Aibou had just done to him.
Swallowing
with some difficulty he leaned his head up, searching out the smaller teen just
in time to see him licking his lips for that last bit he had missed. The sight
was so erotic the former Pharaoh could feel himself hardening once again.
“Are
you okay?” Yugi asked as he crawled his way up Atemu’s trembling form, seeking
a kiss.
His
darker half was definitely sensitive. He had never heard that tone come forth
from those lips before. And he found himself wondering just how sensitive his
Yami was.
Atemu
brought the small teen down on top of him, their lips meeting in a tender kiss
as their bodies met with a jolt of electricity. “I am fine Aibou. Are you
alright? You were amazing!”
“I’m
fine.” Yugi replied breathlessly. “Are you sure you want to do this?”
“I’ve
never been more certain.” Atemu whispered before claiming those pliant lips in
a demanding kiss.
They
broke the kiss and Yugi reached over to grab the jar of Vaseline. Once he had
it in his hands Atemu stilled his movements, taking the jar from his grasp.
“Let
me little one.”
Yugi
nodded his assent and before he knew it one of those slender, bronze hands was
wrapped around his length, pleasuring him with soft, gentle strokes. With what
was left of his control he pushed the hand away, capturing it before it could
fall to the sheets, to bring it to his lips for a quick kiss.
When
Yugi released his hand Atemu positioned both of them by his head in a
submissive pose. “Gods just fuck me Aibou!” He whispered throatily, closing his
eyes. What the hell was with him today?!
Yugi
just about lost it there. The picture his darkness presented with his hands
curled beside his head, practically begging to be fucked into the mattress was
almost too much. He quickly positioned himself at the entrance to his other
half’s body. Pushing forward ever so slightly he groaned as the muscles parted
to allow him entry into the warm, tight channel.
Atemu
froze. What had he gotten himself into?! The object that was trying to enter
him now was so much bigger than the slender fingers that his Aibou had teased
him with earlier. He took a deep breath and willed his body to relax; knowing
instinctively that it would hurt a hell of a lot more if he tensed up. A
burning pain shot through his system as Yugi’s length slowly filled him and he
barely stifled his cry of pain.
It
seemed as though his little one had already known that he hurt, for Yugi
stilled. “Do you want to stop?” He questioned softly, smoothing the matted hair
out of his darkness’ scrunched features.
“No…”
Atemu breathed. “I am alright…”
The
petite teen leaned in to claim the other’s mouth in a tempting kiss, pulling
the other’s concentration away from the sting of his entry. The action allowed
him to sheathe himself fully before Atemu broke the kiss to cry out. His
darkness was so tight! God it felt so wonderful. If only it didn’t have to
hurt. He disliked seeing his other half in pain.
“It’s
okay…shhhh…the hard part’s over.” He whispered.
They
stayed that way for a few moments, both teens trembling in each other’s
embrace, their breathing heavy and unstable as their lips sought out each
others. Atemu’s arms came up to wrap around Yugi’s shoulders, pulling him down
until their bodies were completely connected, chest to chest, hip to hip,
Yugi’s length firmly cocooned in Atemu’s warmth.
The
smaller teen shifted atop his larger counterpart and in doing so happened to
strike Atemu’s prostate.
“Gods
little one…move please!” Atemu growled.
The
pain had receded to something of a minor annoyance and the former spirit was
more than ready to find out what his little one had planned for him. He was,
however, unprepared for the slick, pulling sensation as Yugi slipped away from
him and he arched up, following the other’s movements in an attempt to draw him
back inside.
And
then he was being filled once again, as Yugi slid back up inside of him. He
shivered, scarlet eyes closing in bliss as the boy repeated his motions,
creating a pleasing friction deep inside his body. He craved more of this
pleasant feeling and on the next gentle thrust he rose up to meet his little
one’s movements.
As
inexperienced as Yugi was at being on this side of the relationship he knew
there was no way he was going to last for any length of time. And he had so
wanted this to be perfect for his Yami! He would be lucky if he could find that
tiny bundle of nerves before he came.
The
very feeling of those silken walls as they caressed his length was sending him
closer and closer to the edge without him being able to do a thing about it. If
he could just hold out for a little longer…He shifted experimentally and was
rewarded with a loud, unrestrained cry from his dark lover. Now that he had
found the spot he was searching for he aimed for it with every thrust.
Atemu’s
breathy cries were coming continuously as Yugi pounded into his willing body.
Every thrust, each shift of his Aibou’s body sent a jolt of pleasure racing
through his system. Droplets of sweat covered his neck and his chest from where
it dripped from the younger teen’s hair. But Atemu didn’t even notice, he was
too far gone.
The
dark teen wrapped his legs around Yugi’s waist in an attempt to draw him in
even deeper and Yugi drove into him forcefully, shaking the mattress and
bouncing the headboard off the wall. The breathy cries became louder, more
insistent with each forceful thrust. Over the noise they were making the duo
just barely heard someone yell at them to tone it down.
But
the oh so polite request was ignored as the two lovers movements became even
more forcefully erratic. Yugi reached between the two of them and grabbed a
hold of Atemu’s erection, stroking him roughly along with their motions. It
didn’t take long before the dark teen screamed loudly, his seed hitting both
their stomachs as he trembled and shook from the power of his orgasm.
Yugi’s
eyes rolled back into his head as the silken walls tightened around his length
and he soon followed his dark lover, releasing deep inside the other’s
shivering body. He collapsed into a boneless heap on top of Atemu’s trembling
form and there they stayed, too exhausted to move.
This
time there was no cuddling, no soft, whispered words of praise and adoration.
No whispered regrets or apologies for not being perfect. In fact, not a peep
was heard from either of them as they both slipped off into unconsciousness.
Ten
minutes after the screams had stopped Bakura had managed to break the lock on
the door to the room. But neither of the boys in bed moved a muscle. The white
haired thief stared down at his friends with a quirky smile for a moment before
picking up one of the blankets that had landed on the floor and wrapping it
around the sleeping duo.
“Bakura…what
happened? Are they okay?” Ryou poked his head in the doorway, only to duck back
out. “…Wow, this room smells like sex!”
Bakura
chuckled. “Yeah, they’ll be okay. They’re just sleeping. Hell I would be too if
I fucked like that! Damn, I’m impressed!”
“Bakura!”
Ryou’s face turned a bright shade of red.
“Well…?
What did you want me to say? We heard them downstairs!”
The
smaller white haired teen shook his head. “So what do we do now?”
“Simple…”
Bakura grinned. “We wait for them to wake up…Hey Ryou…Hon…are you hungry?”
“But
I thought Marik already left…yeah…now that you mention it, I’m starved!” Ryou
replied, before rethinking his comment. “Oh…no, I mean I’m gonna go and whip us
up some lunch…god, not what you were thinking! We’ll do that later!”
“Damn…”Bakura
mumbled. But he was only talking to himself by that point, for his blushing
little one had already ducked out of the room and was, by now, half way down
the stairs.
The
white haired thief stared out the window, looking up at the complex across the
alley with a malicious smirk. He had had his fun last time without
interference. This time he would wait for Atemu before heading over to deal
with those scum. Let Marik have a little fun. His blonde friend had already
complained that he hadn’t gotten the chance to play. That it was his turn this
time.
But
he was rather curious to see what kinds of games his devious partner in crime
could come up with if left on his own for an extended period of time. Oh well,
he could wait for Atemu this time.
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