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Hexed	By : Empressofthelight Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > AU - Alternate Universe Views: 3677 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter List
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Yuugi asked Ryou to come over so they could work on their history project. He wasn’t expecting everyone over, but here they were. Yuugi thought Tea wasn’t being fair. He also thought Bakura wasn’t being fair, but Ryou ignored both of them with a strange smile on his lips. Maybe they were both being more than fair. “Why won’t you tell us what happened?” Tea groaned from on top of Atem’s bed with Bastet snuggling into her side. “Bakura already knows, why can’t we know?”
“Bakura is my boyfriend, Tea, I should hope he knows.”
“You’re on probation, Bunny,” Bakura called from the kitchen, “I wouldn’t go telling everyone I’m your boyfriend.”
“See you’re practically not even dating. TELL ME!”
Ryou laughed and rolled his eyes at her.
“Oh stop. He is not on probation.” Malik called down to the kitchen, keeping his eyes on Ryou and smiling, “If anything you’re even now right?”
Ryou gave Malik a loving smile and nodded. “Exactly.”
Bakura started loudly cursing in the kitchen and Yuugi flinched when he heard some loud bangs of something down there. Malik got up and moved over to Ryou, kissing him. “I got this.”
Then he got up and left the room. Yuugi just blinked at them completely lost. “Wha- I mean… Wha-”
Ryou snickered. “It’s honestly best not to ask. I’m still confused about it.”
Tea scooted over to them and started to say something when her phone went off. “Urgh! It’s like those people can’t breath without me.” She muttered before answering the phone, “Yeah. Ah huh… I'll be in in a sec. Don’t touch anything.” She hung up and smiled weakly, “I guess you’ll have to give me the scoop later, but I want the whole scoop!” She winked at Ryou and got up to leave.
Ryou just smiled at her and watched her go, then turned to his book. Yuugi stared at him for a moment, then turned to his book as well. No use asking a bunch of questions that Ryou already said he wouldn’t answer. So he read through his section of the project. He almost finished when he noticed Ryou had moved. He looked around when he realized Ryou was actually right beside him. “AH!”
Ryou jumped too and started to laugh. “Sorry. I thought you saw me.”
“No I didn't,” Yuugi laughed, “You’re really good at that.”
“Thanks. Well I’m here now so...” Ryou snickered, looking back down at his book.
Yuugi just stared at him for a minute then sighed, “Do you want to talk about something Ryou?”
“Me?”
Yuugi smiled. “Yes you. You do this when you want to talk about something.”
“I do not.”
“Ah huh, so the time you talked to me when you started dating Bakura didn’t happen? Or the time after that when he kissed Malik and tried to hide it from you? Or the-” Ryou put his hand over Yuugi’s mouth and smiled.
“Okay. You have a point.”
“So?”
Ryou chewed his bottom lip and frowned. Looking back over his shoulder at the door, his frown deepened and he turned back to look at Yuugi. He had his head tilted down so he had to look up at Yuugi and whispered so soft, he could barely hear him, “I’m really worried about Kaiba.”
Yuugi narrowed his eyes at him. “What happened?”
“No it’s not because of that. He’s tired. Can’t you tell?”
“Yes, but he’s always tired.”
Ryou shook his head. “I can tell when one of you are tired. He’s tired.”
Yuugi started to wonder if ‘tired’ meant something different to Ryou than it did for him. He also started to wonder what he meant by ‘one of you’. Ryou tilted his head to the side and gave Yuugi a strange look. “I’m so worried about him. Can you talk to him?”
“What?! Why?”
“I can’t talk to him for a while. Bakura’s pretty jealous.” Ryou smiled and lifted his head a little. “Malik is too.”
“I can’t. I uh,” Yuugi suddenly felt his face heating up and he didn’t really know why. He just asked him to talk, but then again, he also said ‘tired’ and ’one of you’ and now ‘talk’ and he was almost positive all of those things meant something different than what they should have. “Atem doesn’t want me to-” Then Yuugi frowned at himself. What did that have to do with anything? “Okay, Ryou I’ll talk to him. I promise.”
Ryou beamed at him and it made him smile too. “Thank you, Yuugi.”
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He couldn’t believe he was doing this. Just because Ryou asked him to, didn’t mean he had to do it right that second. But here he was, sneaking over to Kaiba’s as fast as he could. He was hoping he’d be back before Atem and he’d never know. Never need to worry about it. Of course if he didn’t make it back, he’d have Joey and Atem on him about this.
He pushed the doorbell and waited. He’d have a hell of a time walking back, he could see lightning in the distance. It was going to rain. Maybe he should just walk back now. It was better. Since no one came to the door Yuugi turned around and stared down the steps. Then the door opened. “What are you doing here, Motou?”
“Kaiba?!” To say Yuugi was surprised he of all people answered the door was an understatement. “Where’s Mokuba?”
“Is he who you wanted to see?”
“Well no but… why are you answering the door?” Kaiba pointed to Yuugi’s chest and he looked down at the medallion. “Gotcha. You have a great lens for your door if you could see that.”
“I have a camera for the door.”
Yuugi turned away to look at the lightning in the distance. “Of course you do. Um.” Then he turned back to look at Kaiba. He did look tired, and not in a ‘skipped a few hours of sleep’ kind of way, but, more like a ‘life is draining’ kind of way. “Ryou wanted me to check in on you.”
“As you can see I’m fine.”
He started to shut the door when Yuugi shook his head. “You don’t look fine at all.”
Kaiba sighed, like he almost got away with murder but was caught at the last minute. “You’re not going to just leave, are you?”
Yuugi turned back to look at the lightning and sighed. “No I can’t.”
“You can,” he said, opening the door a little more for Yuugi to come inside.
Yuugi snickered and shook his head, walking in side. “I don’t know what you said or what happened with Ryou, but he’s really worried about you. So much so, he asked me to come check in on you even when he knew he could get into more trouble with Bakura and Malik than he already is. I can’t just leave. I promised.”
Kaiba took one last look outside before shutting the door behind him. Yuugi watched him walk into the living room with a scowl on his face; still looking tired, but also increasingly frustrated. “So… um where is Mokuba?”
“At a friends house.”
“Ah.”
Yuugi watched him walk through the living room into another room and he wondered for a minute where he should go. Should he follow him or sit down? Then Kaiba came back into the living room with a bottle in his hands and handed it to him. “Root beer?” Yuugi beamed, taking it out of Kaiba’s hands gently, “and it’s my favorite kind! How did you know?”
“Atem won’t shut up about it.”
Yuugi looked up at him and kept his smile even though Kaiba looked positively vengeful, “That’s not a good reason to keep it in your house.”
“It is when Atem drinks it all the time while he’s here.”
“I didn't know he liked this…”
Yuugi looked down at the bottle and frowned. But Kaiba just tisked and walked over to the sofa to sit down. He crossed his arms over his chest, and said, “I think Joey asked him about it once. He said it reminded him of you. So he drinks it while he’s here.”
“That doesn’t make any sense… ” Yuugi walked over to the sofa to sit down next to him. Thunder boomed in the distance and he started to hear the rain patter into the house. Great.
Kaiba watched him, thinking about something because his scowl was gone. “It smells like you.”
Yuugi laughed, trying to hide his embarrassment. That wasn’t a good thing to hear. He knew he drank it a lot but he didn’t know he smelled like it. Not that it was a bad smell, just a… childish one. His shoulders slumped and he set the bottle down on the coffee table. When he looked back over at Kaiba, he almost jumped. He had Kaiba’s full and undivided attention, unmarred by his mood and the curse and anything else. “What?!” Yuugi gasped.
“I was about to ask you the same thing. You look like I kicked your dog and he’s out with Atem.” Kaiba’s eyes narrowed. “What did I say?”
“It’s nothing! You didn’t say anything.” Yuugi started to feel his face heat up and looked away from him towards the root beer bottle. “I was just thinking, you know, about Mokuba being at his friends and that I don’t come over to play games enough to know there's an entire fridge stocked with my favorite drink and-”
“Yuugi.”
“I was just trying to figure out why I’m not over here with him, but it’s kind of complicated. He never invites me over so I thought-”
“Yuugi?”
“What?”
To Yuugi’s absolute horror, when he stopped talking to look back at Kaiba, he realized he was crying. He wasn’t the only one horrified, Kaiba was too. But he wasn’t looking at Yuugi’s face, he was looking at his chest. Yuugi looked down at the medallion and saw it cracking. Now that he wasn’t talking, he heard it cracking along with the pouring rain and thunder outside. “Oh no…”
“What are you doing?”
“I’m not doing anything.”
“Then you need to leave!”
Yuugi frowned at him. Yes it was the logical thing to say or think given Kaiba’s situation, but he said it with such desperation. Like the medallion was a ticking time bomb of some kind. Yuugi just smiled at him reaching out to stop him from getting up. “It’s really okay.”
“What?”
“It’s okay. You can relax, Kaiba.” He could still hear it cracking when Kaiba sat back down, the lightning flashing on the wall behind him. “I came over to make sure you were okay. I know what I’m doing.”
“You said that at the museum.”
“And I did.”
“You almost didn’t,” Kaiba said, scowling at him, “Are you going to play that game again?”
“Yes. Nothing’s changed between then and now. Do you want me to leave Kaiba?”
“I-”
Yuugi looked down at the medallion as a piece fell off of it. “If you want me to leave, now’s the time to say something.”
Kaiba didn't say anything. He didn’t move. He didn’t push Yuugi out the door. He just sat there looking at him and the look on his face was still that of absolute horror, but he wasn’t so sure it was the medallion anymore. Maybe it was Yuugi’s tears this time. “I’d rather you say something…” Yuugi whispered as the last piece crumbled off.
“Don’t go.”
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He thought it would take a while, like it did with Ryou and Joey. He had a minute to fight even if it was a futile effort, and that would have been plenty enough time to leave the room. He didn’t get that with Yuugi at all. As soon as he told him not to leave it was like lighting a match and throwing it in gasoline.
He didn’t see Yuugi or his defining features that the curse brought out with everyone else. To be fair, though, he didn’t need to. He already saw what made Yuugi pull him in, so when the medallion broke and the curse took over him again all he could think about was tasting the rootbeer on Yuugi’s lips. He wanted to taste how salty his skin was while smelling the sweet soda. He wanted to feel Yuugi quiver under him. He wanted to hear him saying his name over and over again. He wanted to feel how hot and how wet with sweat he could make him. He wanted to make him cum as badly as he wanted to with him.
And compliant wasn’t in the realm of describing Yuugi either. He seemed to want something similar from Kaiba. He tore at his clothes, sliding his fingers under Kaiba’s shirt and belt, trying everything he could to get at him. Thunder shook the room but Kaiba barely noticed it as Yuugi buried his nose in his neck; breathing him in while Kaiba removed some of the clothes between them. He had both of their shirts off before he heard Yuugi murmur below him, “Do you have lube?”
“Upstairs.”
“Then we need to go upstairs. I want you inside me.”
His breath hitched and for the first time, he looked down at Yuugi. He was a vision beneath him, panting and staring up at him with his beautiful eyes. Lightning flooded the room for a split second and made those beautiful eyes glisten. His hair was messed up and everywhere but it looked so perfect on him. Kaiba didn’t want to move, but at the same time wanted to already be upstairs to do what Yuugi’d asked. He wanted to be inside of him too. Fuck did he want that too!
Yuugi reached up and brushed his fingertips over Kaiba’s lips. He looked almost pained as he murmured, “Please, Seto.”
He didn’t move, and he wondered why not. Yuugi was right there. Why wasn’t he moving? Dwelling on that, lead him to wonder why this was the first time he allowed himself to experience everything that was Yuugi. Why didn’t he have Yuugi earlier? Why hadn’t he seen him and heard him like this by now? Why hadn’t he tasted him? Why hadn’t he smelled and felt him already? He couldn’t remember. He tried to remember, tried to think of what it was. He had such a good reason too, but he just couldn’t remember it. Why was he holding himself back? No matter what he did, he couldn’t remember.
“Please,” Yuugi moaned, wrapping his arms around his neck and lifting himself off the sofa to grind his body against him.
“Fuck.”
“Yes, please.”
Kaiba leaned back to sit up (Yuugi still wrapped around him). Thinking to himself, if Yuugi asked him for anything like this again, he’d give it to him without question. All he’d need to hear was a perfectly normal ‘please’ and it would go straight to his groin. Yuugi brushed his lips against his, and Kaiba swore he said please again. Oh yes. He’d give him anything and everything. If he wanted money, every card in his duel deck, the head of the fucking Queen of France; it didn’t matter; he’d give it to him. All he’d need was Yuugi’s ‘please.’ This was something else he’d never get out of his head.
So, he carried Yuugi up the stairs, trying not to cum from Yuugi’s writhing and murmurs of what he wanted Kaiba to do to him. It felt like an eternity until he made it to his bedroom, and when he finally got inside, he practically threw Yuugi on the bed. His only desire; to fulfill every single one of Yuugi’s wishes. After all he asked so nicely.
So he took Yuugi’s pants off with his teeth, like he’d asked. He kissed him from his lips down over his chest and abdomen and over his throbbing cock, like he’d asked. He took all of him into his mouth and moaned around him, just like he’d asked. He even slid his fingers into him, like he’d asked, and when he was about to cum, just like he’d fucking asked, he slid himself into Yuugi and watched him writhe and pleasure himself beneath him as he fucked him.
“Please Seto. Make me cum!” was all he said over and over and over again.
So when he did finally cum, and Kaiba felt him stiffen and heard him scream his release; he was right behind him and he was damn sure this was what heaven was like.
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Kaiba woke up to an empty bed. He was half expecting to have the strange dream, half expecting Yuugi to still be there; so when he didn’t get either, he was disappointed. At least he was, until he saw the note Yuugi left him on the pillow.
“I hate doing this, but Atem’s freaking out. I have to go home. I loved last night and I’m so glad I came over. And yes that’s how I feel not the curse or anything. I went into the other room to write this to prove it to you. See you later Seto.”
He pushed the note away and turned to face his nightstand. He wasn’t really sure why he was embarrassed reading it, but he was. He felt the same way as Yuugi. He loved last night and he couldn’t imagine him not coming over. He was heaven sent in that moment, but things were a lot more complicated than that. He finally remembered why he was holding himself back and now he was on Bakura and Atem’s lists. He should’ve told Yuugi the truth about the root beer. Now he felt guilty again.
He had the root beer for two reasons. One was for Atem, who did in fact drink it there to remind him of Yuugi. Kaiba agreed, of course. He loved that Yuugi smelled like it and he had to admit he'd guiltily steal one when he was feeling overwhelmed. But that wasn’t why he felt guilty. He’d accepted that quirk of his a long time ago. The guilt he had, was because he knew why Atem wanted to think of Yuugi. He knew Atem was in love with Yuugi and now he just put himself right in the middle of all that. Atem had to be hurt. At least Bakura wasn’t hurt. Just mad. What was he going to do?
If Yuugi was smart, he’d tell him the medallion broke and he left when he could, and Yuugi was smart. Maybe he didn’t need to worry about anything. He scoffed to himself and climbed out of bed. Yeah. He didn’t have that kind of luck.
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Atem glared at Bastet, ignoring the tears in his eyes. Yuugi didn’t understand why he was so upset and he just couldn’t bring himself to explain. Honestly, he didn’t have a real explanation. Maybe he did a few days ago, but now his explanation was muddled and confusing. He was upset because what was his, wasn’t anymore. He was upset because Yuugi was never really his and he was upset because he wasn’t the only one that wasn’t his. And maybe back thousands of years ago that was something he could swing, but he knew how Yuugi felt about it, talking about Bakura, Malik and Ryou, and that hurt too. He was also upset with himself because Kaiba got to him first. This wouldn’t have happened if he had the courage to talk to Yuugi or Kaiba in the first place. But he didn’t and now he sat there, locked in his room with his back to the door and the side of his fist pressed to his lips, glaring at the source of his confusion and pain. Bastet.
She wagged her tail impatiently at him and tilted her head up, blinking slowly again.
“Don’t even bother. Being cute won’t help you this time.”
She meowed and it sounded annoyed.
“I don’t understand… Why? What did I do to you?”
She pawed over to him and sat down, meowing annoyed again. He shook his head and pulled his knees to his chest. Then he wrapped his arms over his knees and buried his face in them. She pawed at him, but he ignored her. Then she hissed at him. So he looked over at her, pawing at his pocket. Frowning, he reached inside where his phone was ringing. He’d forgotten he’d put it on silent, but the name on it wasn’t Yuugi or Tea or Ryou or even Joey. It was Kaiba.
He thought about ignoring it, but staring at Bastet he decided to go on a leap of faith. “What is it Kaiba?”
“I uh,” he heard Kaiba sigh into the phone, scoff, “I didn’t think you’d answer.”
“I shouldn’t have.”
Kaiba was quiet and Atem pressed the phone closer to him. Bastet hissed again and darted under his bed for some reason. He started to say something to Bastet about being pushy, but Kaiba spoke first. “I’m sorry.”
Atem closed his eyes and felt himself relax. That’s what he’d wanted to hear. But he also knew that it wasn’t right of him to ask for that, no matter how badly he’d wanted to hear it. Kaiba shouldn’t be sorry. He didn’t do anything wrong. “I don’t want you to be sorry.”
“Atem-”
“And I don’t want to hear you blaming this curse for what happened between you either.” He didn’t say anything and the foreboding feeling in his chest was back. “Yuugi wouldn’t have stayed the night or fought with me about leaving if it was only that.”
As if giving him permission, Kaiba started a very long tirade about how Atem was ruining his life. Not the curse, Atem himself (which he specifically stated word for word). So needless to say, he was shocked and offended at first. After all he’d never heard him say any of this before, and it sounded real and raw, not a cover up for some other emotion he was feeling at that moment. He really thought Atem was ruining his life. And since Atem felt similarly towards Kaiba, he listened, and his smile grew. He complained about the root beer, about how Atem hid Yuugi from him, about how Atem put him in this situation with Yuugi in the first place and about how trying to be his friend kept him from what he’d wanted.
Then he started defending himself; saying he could be with Yuugi if he wanted and that Yuugi wanted to be there with him. Which surprised Atem probably as much as he was sure Kaiba surprised himself. Then he said Atem could come over and deal with the curse, Yuugi and everything, himself if he didn’t like that. He’d gladly switch places with him.
But Atem wasn’t really sure he said it how he’d wanted to. It sounded more like an invitation than a threat, and Kaiba realized that too, judging by his complete silence on the other line. “Do you want me to come over, Kaiba?”
“What the hell is it now!?” Kaiba muttered moving away from the phone, then when he came back he sighed loudly into the phone. “Yes. To get Yuugi.”
He’d hung up and Atem hesitantly looked down at the phone to make sure. Yuugi was so happy when he came home that morning; he was practically glowing. Atem was the only reason he wasn’t over there with Kaiba sooner. It didn’t have anything to do with this curse, but Kaiba still felt like he was hurting them and that Yuugi was there solely because of it. The only one hurting anything was Atem hurting himself and Yuugi’s bright smile that morning made it very clear where he wanted to be. So he stood up and unlocked the door, before turning to glare at Bastet, sprawled out on his bed looking rather pleased with herself. “You’re still a cunt.”
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Kaiba wondered, staring at the door, at what point did he allow this to happen? Was it when he let him in the house? Was it when he thought, for a damn idiotic second, that he could be himself around Yuugi long enough to tell him to go back home? Was it when he found himself leading Yuugi into his bedroom again? Or when he had the sense in a split second to shut the door and keep him out? Maybe it was because he’d asked him to stay the night before. Told him to stay. No. That was too late too. It happened before that.
Some time between when Yuugi came over and when the medallion broke yesterday, he’d messed up. He was sure of it. Was it giving Yuugi the root beer? The whole conversation changed after that. He never did get to ask him about that. If he had his way, he'd never be able to again, but that thought hurt as he stared at his bedroom door like it held back lava. After all it did, and the heat from the door moved through his room, lighting him on fire too. How was the curse working from a different room? He didn't even see Yuugi! But he could hear him.
Kaiba felt like his entire existence was breaking when Yuugi whispered from the other side of his door, “Please? I don’t want to leave, Seto.”
Just like he knew he would (and hated that he knew he would) he unlocked his door and moved away from it to let Yuugi in. He leaned his back against the foot of his bed and watched the door swing slowly open. Yuugi sat on the ground too, and stared at him. He looked conflicted for a moment, and Kaiba closed his eyes to block him out. He had a few minutes to fight this time, and he was holding on to them for dear life. But it didn’t even last the few minutes before Yuugi was there, in his lap with his fingers caressing his cheeks and carding through his hair. “I don’t understand,” he said, sliding his hands under Yuugi’s shirt to touch his back, “You still had a while.”
Yuugi snickered and kissed him gently, “I don’t want to stay away from you.”
Kaiba just couldn’t wrap his head around that, so he let it go and dove head first into how Yuugi smelled and his gentle touches. He was so wrapped up in Yuugi, he almost missed the sound of his front door opening. He wanted to get up or move Yuugi off of him, but that’s not how this curse bullshit worked. It was just getting started, and he was pretty committed to sitting on the floor with Yuugi in his lap. If it was Mokuba, hopefully he’d understand and leave again.
But it wasn’t Mokuba. This wasn’t his day at all.
Atem stood in the doorway, and sighed. Kaiba thought he was angry at first but he smiled instead and visibly relaxed, like he was seeing what he’d wanted to. Yuugi was stiff as a board on him, but he didn’t stop touching him. He didn’t see Atem’s smile. So Kaiba moved Yuugi’s face so he had to. “Atem?”
Kaiba assumed he wore the medallion and also assumed he’d talk to Yuugi, so he wasn’t paying attention to him. Finding Yuugi’s exposed neck much more of an enticing thing to focus on. Maybe Atem could pull Yuugi out of his arms and take him home like Kaiba wanted in the first place, but the thought of that hurt too so he didn’t linger on it.
Atem didn’t say anything to Yuugi, but for some reason Yuugi relaxed. Now Kaiba was really confused. Did Atem leave? Yuugi arched his back, burying his hands in Kaiba’s hair and tilted his head back. “Kiss me, Please?”
Kaiba looked up, wondering why Yuugi leaned back if he wanted him to kiss him. Then he saw Atem was still there and still in the doorway staring at Yuugi with the same look Ryou gave him in the basement. He continued to stand there, and that wasn’t acceptable. Yuugi asked so nicely. “If you don’t kiss him I will.”
Then Atem stepped into the room, making his way to Yuugi. Suddenly he was different, his skin glowed like the god he was and he smelled like a delicious spice. To Kaiba’s complete astonishment, Atem wasn’t wearing the medallion and his golden skin and brilliant eyes made that painfully evident. He had to grin. Atem wasn’t highlighted, per say, just given the glow Kaiba had always seen in him.
He put his hand on Yuugi’s neck, exactly like he’d felt the ‘other’ did in his dream and kissed Yuugi’s lips. Watching them kiss reminded him of the voice in his dream and he couldn't get it out of his head. Yuugi reached up and held on to Atem’s hair as they kissed, but he didn’t forget Kaiba was under him. He rocked his hips making Kaiba pant, but the words kept drilling through his head, until he felt himself saying it. “Is he the only one you want?”
Atem stopped kissing Yuugi to look at him and smirked. That smirk. It was the same damn smirk that drove him crazy before, and it really drove him crazy now. Yuugi looked back down at him too and his smile and the glow of his beautiful eyes in the sunlight of his bedroom window made Kaiba feel like Yuugi was alive again. Just as alive as he was the night before.
Everything was hot again and he felt like he was at their mercy. Hands were everywhere on him and so were lips. He felt Yuugi scrape at his clothes again, pulling and tearing. He was so hot that even he couldn’t get them off fast enough. But he wasn’t the only one, Atem was right behind him, tearing at them too on Yuugi; on him.
He was happy they were on the ground, it was cooler on his hard wood floor and felt great on his skin and there was so much more room. More room to lay Yuugi down on. More room for Atem to move in front of Yuugi. More room to flip him over to he could lick and kiss Atem’s inner thighs.
So while Yuugi was busy, he went to the other side of his bed where he’d thrown the lube from the night before and brought it back over to them. He crawled over Yuugi, pressing himself against Yuugi’s ass. He reached out and pulled Atem’s attention to him. He brushed his fingers over his strong jaw and wrapped his hand around the back of his neck making him tilted his head so he could take advantage of his open mouth. Kissing Atem was exactly like he’d imagined it would be, like kissing a god.
Yuugi pushed back against him, making him moan into Atem’s mouth. Then he purred from beneath him, “I want you both inside me.”
He waited. He wanted him to beg him; ask him so nicely like did before and his didn’t have to wait long. “Please, Seto. Please.”
Atem had a similar reaction as Kaiba to Yuugi’s request and moaned, “Don’t keep him waiting.”
That was everything he wanted to hear and he opened the lube. With slick fingers he pushed inside of Yuugi and he purred again, quaking from pleasure. Yuugi lost himself to the pleasure and put his head on the floor, but Atem wasn't having any of that. He lifted him up and kissed him; holding him up on all fours and devouring his mouth. Kaiba stared at them, moving his fingers in and out of Yuugi, making him shiver and moan. He was caught somewhere between wanting to take Yuugi right then and wanting to wait and enjoy every second of him like this. Every second of him moaning into Atems kiss and every second of Atem keeping his eyes up at Kaiba; watching him pleasuring Yuugi and, building the lust in his eyes. Then Yuugi shifted, pushing back into Kaiba’s fingers. “Please. Make me cum. I want you inside me. I want both of you inside me.”
Atem sat up, still watching Kaiba as he pushed his cock inside of him. Yuugi moaned, with Atem’s hand still holding his head up. He looked so good this way, the muscles in his back and shoulders tensed and relaxed and Kaiba had to run his hands over him, resting on his perfect hips. Yuugi looked up at Atem, licking his lips, “Atem. Please.”
Atem looked down at him while Kaiba thrust into him. Yuugi reached out and pulled him closer to him, opening his mouth wide for him. Atem’s breath hitched and he put himself to Yuugi’s lips and slide into his mouth. Kaiba moaned watching them. What a delicious sight they were? Yuugi shook in pleasure, delighted to have Atem inside of him too. Kaiba missed his moans and he wondered if that was why Atem was waiting so long to do what he’d wanted.
But he didn’t have to wait to hear them for long. Yuugi writhed and made the same choked gasp Ryou made, before tensing up, curling the ground unable to keep Atem in his mouth any longer as he shouted his release. Kaiba thought about moving to take care of Atem, but Yuugi had other plans. He pushed himself up off the ground and looked up at Atem, “Cum in me.”
Kaiba gasped, tightening his grip on Yuugi’s hips. He swore if he said anything more he was going to cum too. “Fuck.”
“Anything for you, Yuugi.”
“Please.”
He came watching Atem slide back into Yuugi’s eager mouth. Kaiba moaned and tensed, pushing himself as far into Yuugi as he could. Fuck he loved how he felt around him! He took a deep breath and closed his eyes for a moment before looking back at Atem and Yuugi. Atem had his hand buried in Yuugi’s hair and watched him with hungry eyes as he slid in and out of him.
Kaiba moved back, sliding out of Yuugi. Then he pushed him down so he could crawl over him to kiss Atem again. Atem was more than pleased about that. He moaned into Kaiba’s mouth and wrapped his free hand around the back of his neck. Kaiba moved closer to him, still feeling Yuugi moving under them, lost in how Atem used him as a distraction. His kisses were frenzied and broken, filled with gasps and moans that Yuugi pulled from him. He’d like to think he added to Atem’s pleasure, running his hands over his body. And when he gripped his hip, Atem tightened his grip on the back of his neck. “Yes. Like that.”
Kaiba watched him close his eyes and his expression became hyper focused like he was thinking of something very important, but this was very different. Even coming, Atem tried to keep his composure and Kaiba smirked at how handsome he looked. Yuugi moaned beneath them, pleased with himself, and Atem opened his eyes, barely, to surge forward to kiss Kaiba again. His kisses weren’t frenzied anymore, more like he was chasing after the same pleasure he’d felt just moments before. Kaiba could sympathize and he melted into his lips.
When Atem pulled back he blinked like he’d woken up from a hazy dream and looked at Kaiba. He wasn’t ready for that. It was exactly what he was afraid of happening since this all started. Yuugi lifted himself off the floor and sat up between them. He faced Atem, wiping his mouth and licking the back of his hand. Then he leaned back against Kaiba’s chest smiling at Atem. “Feel better?”
Atem smirked. “Well I can breathe again.”
He felt incredibly vulnerable and uncomfortable watching Atem seem to process what had happened. Yuugi didn’t notice, or maybe he understood how Atem was feeling. Kaiba didn’t care for this feeling at all and thought about getting rid of the camera on his door as well as the doorbell.
Yuugi giggled and reached out to cup the side of Atem’s face. “I’m glad you came here.”
He smiled at Yuugi and leaned forward to kiss him; loving and personal, adding to Kaiba’s discomfort. When he leaned back he looked into Kaiba’s eyes and the same glow he’d seen before returned in them, he relaxed. “As am I.”
“Coming out of it is weird isn’t it?” Yuugi asked leaning forward to turn and look at Kaiba. “Is it weird for you too?”
He shook his head. “It’s relieving.”
“So it’s like regaining normal?” Yuugi hummed and looked at Atem. “It’s more like waking up out of a really good dream, for me. And it takes me a minute to realize it was real. Is it like that for you Atem?”
“A very good dream. Yes.”
Kaiba felt his face heating up under their gaze and tried to think of some kind of excuse to get away from it. But he couldn’t think of anything that was a good enough reason to move away from them. Yuugi leaned back against him again and nuzzled his head under Kaiba’s chin. “I could use a nap.”
“I bet you could.” Kaiba smirked down at him, then looked up at his bed. He stared at it for a moment, conflicted. Should he offer for them to stay? Before he got a chance to take the time to think it through, he looked back down at Yuugi. “You can both stay here if you’d like.”
“Not going to sleep with me?”
“I have to work at least a little today.”
Yuugi frowned like he was debating on just staying awake when Atem grabbed his hand. “Let’s go to sleep, Aibou.” Then he moved over Yuugi to kiss Kaiba, knocking the air out of him. “Are you sure you don’t want a nap Kaiba?”
He shook his head, not really sure what to do. This was incredibly personal again.
“Very well,” Atem said smirking and pulling Yuugi up with him.
“You’ll be here when we get up right Seto?” Yuugi asked, climbing onto the bed with Atem.
Kaiba watched them as he stood. He didn’t get a chance to answer though, Atem cut him off. “He’ll be here when we wake up, Yuugi. That’s why we’re taking a nap.”
Yuugi giggled and snuggled into bed with him. Kaiba had to turn away to keep them from seeing him as uncomfortable and flustered as he was. He walked over to his closet to grab new clothes and made his way to the bedroom door, but he had to glance back at them before he left the room. Yuugi had his eyes closed and smiled softly. Atem kept his eyes on him; all over him. Maybe he could lock them in his room for the rest of their lives. Still illegal, only if he got caught, and he wouldn’t need to worry about anyone trying to kill him. They’d probably stay willingly, he thought, as he closed the door. After all, they were there now, waiting for him to come back, and they didn’t have to be
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