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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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Kaiba opened his eyes and sighed at how peaceful he felt for the first time in a week at least. The gentle breeze was nice, but the warmth of the two laying next to him was better. He turned to him and smiled at his sleeping face; so serene. Even though Kaiba couldn’t really see him, he just knew he was.
He smiled. “Thank you.”
Kaiba thought the statement was strange but smiled anyway, wrapping his arms around him to go to sleep as well. Then he felt something on his hip. He turned and saw the cat from earlier, the one he felt was angry with him, standing on his hip looking down at him. It didn’t look angry this time, but maybe still a little annoyed. “What?”
It walked down the bed and jumped off. So Kaiba rolled back over to go to sleep, then he heard it meow. Now he knew it was annoyed. So he sat up. “What?!”
It meowed again and left the room. Kaiba had the distinct impression it wanted him to follow, so he leaned back to kiss them both goodbye. Then got out of bed to follow after the cat. The walls were still tilted and fuzzy, and the cat was still sharp against them. He wondered why he decided to leave the bed to follow after the cat in the first place, but he never turned around. It lead him to the end of the hall, and to another doorway. He gazed inside but saw nothing spectacular.
It was an exact replica of the room with the silk sheets and the gentle breeze, except the silk sheets were gone. He turned away, and took a step down the hall, when he heard a soft moan from inside of it. When he’d looked before, the room was empty, but now gazing into it, he saw something under the window on the far side of the room. Frowning, he stepped into the room, walking towards the shapes under the window until he got a very clear view of who had made that sound. On the far wall, he realized the shapes were a pile of pillows propped up beneath a large open window. The see-through white curtains danced in the soft breeze highlighting who lay draped over the pillows, him. At least Kaiba thought it was him. It was him, but it was also not.
The moonlight glistened off of his sweat slicked pale skin but he still couldn't see his face. He said something to Kaiba about wanting to see him. Something about seeing him naked, and he wasn’t going to deny him that. So he started to take his button up shirt off. He had it over his shoulders and around his forearms when he felt someone grab him from behind, successfully securing his arms behind his back. He was surprised, but he wasn’t afraid, especially when he kept looking at him so hungrily like he did. Like he was seeing everything he needed and he wanted more.
Kaiba felt lips on his neck and he leaned back into them. Aside from his head, he couldn’t move anything else and that was strange because only his hands that were tied. Then he felt the person behind him press his body up against his back. Kaiba could feel how hard he was with the palms of his tied hands.
He scraped his teeth along Kaiba’s shoulder, and he purred in delight watching them. Kaiba watched too, as he slid his fingers over his chest down his stomach and eventually wrapping around himself. As his fingers moved, so did the person behind him, brushing his fingers from Kaiba’s chest to his stomach, then slipping into his pants and wrapping around him. He moaned and closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling. But then he heard someone talking to him from somewhere else in the room. Somewhere a lot closer to him, but not where either of the other two were.
“Kaiba? Are you okay?”
“What?” Kaiba tried to sit up but felt hands on his chest. He opened his eyes and saw Yuugi over him, tilting his head to the side and panting almost. Then he groaned, “Why aren’t you sleeping?”
“You were talking in your sleep.”
“And that's a good reason to be straddling me because?”
“You were also moaning in your sleep.”
Kaiba closed his eyes again, trying to ignore how turned on he was and how Yuugi was shifting on him. “You’re not allowed to sleep over anymore.”
Yuugi just giggled and kissed him. “Were you dreaming about me?”
“I can’t remember.” Kaiba opened his eyes and slid his hands over Yuugi’s thighs.
“That’s a shame.” Yuugi nipped at his bottom lip and rocked his hips into Kaiba, rubbing both of their erections together. “I was dreaming about you.”
“Do you remember it?” he gasped, tightening his grip on Yuugi’s thighs.
“Yes. Want me to show you?”
“Yes.”

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Atem packed up a small suitcase on his bed and glanced over at Yuugi periodically. He wanted to talk to him about everything, but Yuugi seemed really focused on looking for Bastet. “We’re going to be gone for a week.” he said to the nothingness under his bed, “Don’t you want to say goodbye?”
“She’s a goddess, Yuugi. She’s exactly where she means to be, or hopefully, she’s left completely.”
“You keep being mad at her, but I think you like her.”
Atem frowned at his suitcase, “She has some adorable qualities... for a cat.”
Yuugi giggled and continued looking for her under his bed. Atem stopped packing to turn around and watch him. They stayed at Kaiba’s over the weekend, but came back late Sunday night last week, for school. Grandpa wasn’t too happy they just left without talking to him, even when they did try to call him the next morning. He had every right to be upset, and that made Atem feel even worse. ‘We were too busy having sex to call you’ was just not a good excuse, in anyones book, but that kind of was what happened. Not that, Atem or Yuugi would ever tell anyone that.
So Yuugi made some kind of excuse about Kaiba and Atem getting into a fight and that it took all of them all night to get things patched up. When Grandpa asked him what the fight was about, he blushed and looked at Yuugi. He didn’t even need to say anything and Grandpa made a huge deal about them finally being together. Then they were both blushing and too embarrassed to really react when he told them they had to work at the shop all week after school together to make up for scaring him. With that whole fiasco, Atem was still surprised when he agreed to let them go for fall break the week after that.
Everyone had plans for the week. Joey planned to visit with his sister, Mai had some kind of convention thing she was going to, Tristan was going camping with his family like they did every year, Tea had an audition for a college dance program, or scholarship or something, and Ryou planned on staying home. Atem didn’t want to know why he sounded so excited about that or why Malik didn’t answer Yuugi when he asked what his plans were. Atem remembered feeling very guilty when Joey asked him what they planned to do. Lying to their friends didn’t feel right, but it was better than trying to explain. How could they explain?
“Aibou…”
“Hmm?” Yuugi looked up at him, still crouched by the bed, and sat up.
“Are you sure you want to spend the week over there?”
“Of course I’m sure.” He sounded so confident, Atem smiled.
“Are you sure you want me to come with you.”
That caught Yuugi’s attention and he stood up to look at him better. “Why wouldn’t I?”
Atem took a big deep breath and released it. “Because when I asked you about Malik and Bakura, and you explained that whole thing-” He then groaned and muttered under his breath, “-which I wish I hadn’t asked about but…” Then held his head up and continued, “You said Bakura was taking advantage of Ryou’s love for him. We’ve discussed at great length on several occasions beforehand, and again when I saw Malik with Bakura, about how you don’t believe anyone can actually be in love with more than one person. And because of that, a relationship of that kind would never work or last. You felt very strongly against it, and insisted you wouldn't want it.”
Yuugi didn’t say anything to that, frowning guiltily.
Atem sighed, staring down at his shoes and shifting against the bed before looking up at Yuugi. “You sounded fairly confident that this, what we’re doing with Kaiba, is NOT something you want or believe in. I know how you get wrapped up in another's attention, and forget yourself in the excitement for a moment. I want to be sure this is what you want.”
Yuugi looked down at the bed and reached up to brush his hair out of his face. Atem thought maybe he was just tired of it hitting his cheek but then he kept his hand up playing with his hair. He looked like he was thinking and Atem didn’t want to disturb him. But he couldn’t possibly be just now remembering that conversation. Maybe he’d embarrassed him. “I’m not trying to-”
“No it’s okay Atem. You’re right. I do get…” He trailed off and frowned at the bed like it had offended him, then met Atem’s eyes with determination. “But this is different. Kaiba gives me the same amount of attention. He doesn’t give me more when he wants something like everyone else does. He gives me the same, like you do. And I do remember saying that about Ryou and Bakura, but in my defense,” Yuugi said, smirking up at him, “none of us are Bakura.”
Atem laughed. “True.”
“And I did believe that. I didn’t want this and I’m still borderline on Bakura taking advantage of Ryou’s feelings for him.”
Atem waited for him to explain but he didn’t, “So? What changed?”
Yuugi sighed and smiled softly. “Honestly? Seeing you standing in the doorway that day.” Then he turned away to pack some more things.
Atem raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms over his chest, leaning on the bed. “I don’t understand.”
“You didn't have the medallion on.”
“No I didn’t.”
“And you actually looked happy for me.”
“I was.”
Yuugi turned back to face him, still holding his soft smile. “Exactly. You were happy for me, without the medallion. I’m still not really sure what your plan was, because the only way it could have ended, was the way it did.”
“Well.” Atem looked away from Yuugi, to stare under the bed where he’d thought he saw the sheets move. “That was the plan. It’s what I wanted.”
“I gathered that.” His smile turned into a playful smirk as he moved closer to Atem. “It made me think about what I’d do if it was me standing in the doorway and I realized that, I could keep believing that you can’t be in love more than one person or I could be honest with myself and admit, I already am. I’m still not sure how or when that happened, but it’s how I feel.”
“You’re in love with me?”
Yuugi beamed. “You have to ask?”
Atem snickered, reached up and brushed Yuugi’s hair back and cupped both sides of his face. “I love you too Yuugi.”
“Mmm. Good.” He put his hands over Atem’s and narrowed his eyes at him, smirking playfully. “And before you start asking me if I feel this way just because of the-”
“It would be fairly hypocritical for me to ask that of you.”
Yuugi snickered, “Why do you say it like that?”
“Because I had that fear, all the way up until Kaiba called me and told me I was ruining his life and then invited me over.”
“Did he really?”
“Yes.” Atem smiled down at Yuugi. “This curse may be the reason we are together, but it hasn’t changed Kaiba and it hasn’t changed us.”
“I agree.” Yuugi beamed. “He’s not different. We’re just getting to see more of him.”
He kissed Yuugi before letting him go to finish packing. After all, Atem was done and Yuugi barely started. He didn’t want to find Bastet, but he supposed Yuugi would worry if he didn’t. So he knelt down beside his bed and looked underneath it. There laid Bastet with her back to him.
He sighed at her, “We were calling for you.” She rolled over and stretched out her paws, making sure he saw her claws then gave him an annoyed look. “Well, fine.”
“She’s just a cat, Atem.” Yuugi giggled zipping up his suitcase.
He stood up and grumbled some unsavory words in Egyptian before grabbing his suitcase and turning to Yuugi. He just smiled at him like he always did, but it looked different to him this time. Seeing his smile now, he knew what it meant. All this time, he could only hope, dream and pretend it meant he loved him, but now he knew it did. Atem matched his smile and walked over to him. “Are you ready to go?”
“Yep! All packed up!” They started to leave the room when Yuugi asked, “So what are you most excited about for this week?”
Atem stopped, and looked over his shoulder. “Watching him take care of my imi-ib of course.”
“Hmm. Don’t tell me… Heart-Heart… Uh heart something.”
“Heart’s desire. You’re catching on.“
“So… me?”
“Yes,” he snickered and kissed Yuugi, savoring the softness and sweetness of his lips. “Also, Yuugi. You might want to save your politeness for special occasions. Just while we’re around Kaiba.”
“What do you mean?”
“Please,” Atem said, drawing out the word.
“I don’t get it.”
“You shouldn’t say ‘please’ to Kaiba unless you want something from him.”
“Isn’t that the point of ‘please’?”
“Not quite.”
Yuugi narrowed his eyes at him. “Are you saying that if I asked Kaiba for anything and said ‘please’ he’d give it to me?”
“That goes without saying,” Atem said, waving the idea off and starting out of the room, “I’m simply trying to warn you that if you say it too much, it will lose its luster.”
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“Okay so an hour,” Yuugi smiled down at them from on top of Kaiba’s bed, “And yeah maybe it doesn’t exactly work for me.” He blushed. “If today has proved anything, it’s that I’m not really good at self control… apparently.”
Atem muttered something along the lines of ‘insatiable’ under his breath and Kaiba snickered at him. Now that he’d spent the better part of a week with both of them, he noticed Atem said that a lot and he was absolutely right. Yuugi suggested that morning to do an experiment to see exactly how the curse worked. As much as Kaiba wanted to know too, he felt Yuugi had ulterior motives and as the day progressed, he’d gotten his answer. Yes. Yes he did.
Yuugi thought it would be a good idea to play a game with him and see how far they could get before the curse took over, making game play impossible. Simple enough. The game he chose? Candyland. Why he chose that game of all games? He claimed it was because the game was easy, and easy to pick up in the middle of. Which was fair, not exactly optimal, but fair, he supposed.
So the day started out with Yuugi beginning the game and setting the timer to see how long they could make it. It didn’t take long for Kaiba to realize Yuugi wasn’t a very good control subject. He cheated through most of the game. Not on the game itself, but in tempting him out of the game. Kaiba thought for sure, that since they’d just had sex not even five minutes beforhand, there was no way on earth, the universe, heaven or hell, or anyother plane of existance, that Yuugi could sway him either way. He was very, very wrong.
The game started off with Yuugi stopping him from drawing a card so he could keep him leaned over the board to kiss him. Then he did it again, and continued to do it on every single turn he made. At first Kaiba thought it was funny, but after a few turns of tasting root beer on Yuugi’s lips, he was addicted. Ten minutes in, he’d gladly take Yuugi again. He even thought about just pulling him into his lap when he kissed him next, but that wasn’t part of the experiment and this yearning he felt wasn’t nearly as bad as the curse. It wasn’t anything he couldn’t resist if he absolutely had to, and that was the point. He absolutely had to.
Yuugi stopped his hand on the deck again and leaned over to murmur against his lips, “I want you inside of me again. Please.”
Like flipping a switch, the curse took over and they had to stop playing for over an hour. Since Yuugi had already aroused him, he assumed the curse would just make him act on his desire, but instead, it added to his arousal AND made him act on that desire. He couldn’t get at Yuugi fast enough. Couldn’t get him out of his clothes fast enough, couldn’t touch every inch of him fast enough, couldn’t get inside of him fast enough. He became consumed with the desire to make Yuugi cum, but when he did, it wasn’t enough. He wanted more.
If Atem wasn’t there he didn’t know what he would have done. Probably end up hurting Yuugi chasing after his desire. Or at the very least, making him sore enough to be put off from spending any time with Kaiba for the rest of the day. And he didn’t want that. Atem either didn’t want that just as badly or Yuugi got to him during that game as much as he did Kaiba; because he pulled Kaiba back to the ground away from Yuugi and crawled on top of him. Kaiba started to wonder, leering up at Atem as he rode him, if it wasn’t just the game that had Atem acting like this or if it was watching Kaiba have Yuugi. For whatever reason, it didn’t take long for Atem to cum, and when he did, Kaiba came too; after watching him lose his composure in his lust for him for the first time. The curse finally let him go.
So when they started playing the game again, and ten minutes later the same thing happened AGAIN, Kaiba and Atem insisted Yuugi switch with him. They’d be in the hospital by dinner at this rate. With Atem keeping an eye on Yuugi to not cause anymore trouble, they both played the game without incident. At least for an hour, until both of them were bored. As soon as the boredom started to bother him, he noticed Atem’s skin glowing and the room become smolderingly hot. He tried to stay where he was and see how long he could make it playing the game but Atem didn’t give him that option. He got up from the game, walked around it and grabbed Kaiba’s hand. Yuugi got up too and followed them over to the bed.
Kaiba lost track of time, enjoying Atem with Yuugi. They took their time worshiping every inch of him; praising him, touching him and kissing him. By the time they were finished with him, he couldn’t keep his eyes open. He thought about working, but Yuugi insisted on him sleeping. It was almost dinner time when they woke up.
After eating, Atem and Kaiba decided to play Duel Monsters instead of Candyland. The game was boring and way to easy. It took almost a half hour just to convince Yuugi that it would be fine to play. What was so bad about playing Duel Monsters? They played all the time. Kaiba couldn’t figure out why Yuugi was so against it… until another half hour passed. Yuugi left to get some more root beer. He was gone for maybe a minute when Kaiba started getting hot again. He looked up from his hand and Atem was glowing, just like before, and smirking at him.
Kaiba vividly remembered wanting to have Atem on their cards. He couldn’t get the thought out of his head. He wanted it. He needed it. Atem wanted that too, and crawled over to Kaiba on top of them. He didn't know when Yuugi came back in the room and he didn’t know how long he was there. He couldn’t focus until he heard Yuugi yelling at them. Unfortunately neither of them understood what he was saying. Kaiba assumed he was upset that they didn’t wait for him so he told him to hurry up and join them.
Yuugi did; tackling Kaiba back, straddling him (like he always did) and kissing him. He stayed there long enough to get Kaiba’s attention and focus before moving over to Atem. He did the same thing to Atem, pushing him back away from the cards. He ended up doing that two more times, to get them to move back until Kaiba had had enough and grabbed him.
Needless to say, they put the cards away after that. It was a miracle they didn’t ruin them. All of them were unsettled, but not as much as Kaiba. He was ready and willing to destroy something he cared about just because of this curse. What made it worse? Looking back on it, he still wanted to have Atem on those cards. He wanted to destroy them. How could he want to do that?
Now they played Chess on one of Kaiba’s many chess boards. A traditional black and white board with black and white pieces that he used so many times it wasn’t quite white anymore. It had no value to him, unlike his deck, and it was engaging, so it turned out to be a much better game to play. “A half hour to an hour is not much time. So it proves that’s not a sufficient work around,” Atem commented, moving his knight, “Especially for you, imi-ib.”
Yuugi giggled.
“So I’m hearing you’re the problem.” Kaiba smirked up at Yuugi, moving a pawn to take one of Atem’s pawns.
“No you’re the problem, I’m just making it worse.” Yuugi winked at him and it made him laugh. That’s probably how he’d describe their situation too.
“Are you still having strange dreams?” Atem asked.
“Not since the first night you both stayed here.”
Atem nodded absentmindedly, as if he were thinking of something and that didn’t sound right to him. “And you said in your dream the cat wasn’t angry with you anymore?”
“I don’t remember. I just remember it was annoyed, like I wasn't doing what it wanted me to or wasn’t doing it the right way or fast enough or I don’t know. The last two dreams I had were the first ones where it wasn’t just walking around like a normal cat.”
“Perhaps Bastet is trying to tell you something through your dreams.”
“Yeah, and getting mad that I’m not just magically understanding,” Kaiba scoffed and took his turn. “I still don’t understand why this happened in the first place.”
“Neither do I. Bastet has her own ways of doing things. As far as I can tell, you haven’t angered her.”
Yuugi sat up a little on the bed and frowned. “I thought it was a curse she did to people she didn’t like?”
“It is, but in Kaiba’s case I don’t think that’s what she’s doing at all.” Atem’s frown twisted into something more like a grimace. “I think she’s…. I don’t know. But I don’t think it’s with malicious intent.”
“It feels malicious.”
“We do not feel malicious,” Yuugi mock glared, then scooted closer to the edge of the bed to kiss Atem’s neck. “I don’t know about you, but I’m having a great time.”
Kaiba narrowed his eyes at them. “Of course you are.”
“The reason I don’t believe her intent is to harm, is because you keep seeing a cat. A cat that looks remarkably like our Bastet,” Atem said, turning to narrow his eyes up at Yuugi, who just smiled at him. Then he looked back at Kaiba, “And she’s leading you around. If Bastet were indeed wishing you cursed she would want nothing to do with you. She’d have no reason to help you.”
“So you think this is some misguided way of helping me?”
“I-honestly Kaiba I don’t know. But it is a possibility,” Atem said, glaring at the chess board and hesitantly taking his turn.
Yuugi propped his head up on his elbows. “Maybe she thinks your sex deprived.”
Kaiba snorted and took his turn before looking up at Yuugi, “That would definitely explain you.”
Yuugi shrunk into the bed with a devilish grin and red cheeks. Atem laughed moving his knight, “Check.”
Kaiba groaned. He was going to lose… again.
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He worked late into the night before slipping into bed. Fall break was officially over and he needed to be up early for school again. Yuugi and Atem left earlier that afternoon and Kaiba was honestly elated. He had the house to himself! He could finish some work, he could enjoy the silence and do whatever he wanted to do. He was happy. Even now, laying there in the dark on silk sheets that smelled like root beer and spice, feeling a gentle breeze lull him to sleep, he was happy.
Mokuba got home late and looked pretty suspicious when he stepped in the door. It took a lot of convincing to get him to go to bed. He said he was acting different and something had to have happened for him to be in an instant better mood. And that made him happy too. This was just a good day and that was the last thing he thought before he went to sleep.
“He’s a very heavy sleeper, isn’t he?”
“He had a wonderful week. You sleep like that too, after we have a week like theirs.”
“We don’t get enough weeks like that, do we bunny?”
Kaiba thought he was having a weird dream. It was the only logical explanation to hear Bakura and Ryou as if they were… in his room. Why would he be dreaming about that?
“Mmm no. Never enough.”
Kaiba opened his eyes. He blinked and stared straight at Bakura, crouched down in front of him. Bakura looked at him with a devilish smirk and his black eyes fixed on his. For a second, he wondered if he was still dreaming or not. This had to be a dream.
“Good morning sleeping beauty. Ready for payback?”
Kaiba stared to tell Bakura to fuck off, but he couldn’t. Then he tried to move, but he couldn’t. He looked down at himself and realized, to his horror, that he was completely naked, tied to a chair and gagged, in his own bedroom. When he looked back at Bakura, his eyes had to be as big as saucers.
“I told you I was going to kill you didn’t I?” Bakura grinned with his teeth, making Kaiba even more terrified than he already was.
Then Ryou leaned to the side, so Kaiba could see him behind Bakura. He was kneeling down in the back of the room in a weird way. His hands were behind his back and his knees were spread apart, not a lot but definitely not in a comfortable way. Ryou gave him a big sweet smile and giggled. “Don’t look at him like that, he likes it too much. He’s not going to hurt you Kaiba.”
Bakura turned around to stare at him slowly, “This is why I don’t bring you to work, Bunny. The whole point is to freak them out.”
“Oh yeah! Sorry sir!”
When he turned back to look at Kaiba, he thought he’d change his mind and leave, instead he just grinned. “Well, now that that’s out of the way. I bet you want to know why we’re here.”
Kaiba narrowed his eyes at him. Part of him wanted to know, part of him just wanted him to leave.
“Ryou told me all about your little affair in the basement. He keeps telling me this curse you have ‘made’ him do it. I’m here to test that bullshit.” Then he turned back to look at Ryou, making Kaiba look at him too. “So far, not so good for you, Bunny.”
He didn’t mean to. He was just looking over where Bakura was looking at. He didn’t mean to look at Ryou’s mouth, while he licked his lips. He didn’t mean to start thinking about it again. He’d missed him so much. Missed that hot, wet mouth so much. Missed his choked gasps. Missed him wanting his mouth fucked; stuffed full. Now he was hot, even without the clothes. This was a terrible time to be wanting Ryou. He couldn't move, Ryou was so far away, and Bakura was just inches away from him. Inches away and able to see everything. Then he looked at Bakura. He didn’t mean to do that either.
When Bakura turned back around, after making a strange face at Ryou, his expression completely changed. He looked almost as shocked as Kaiba had seeing him in his room when he first woke up. “Wow...”
“I know! It’s crazy isn’t it!” Ryou said from the back of the room, sweeping his eyes over whatever he could see of Kaiba’s body.
“You’re right. I’m not even hungry anymore.”
“See.” Ryou’s smile, turned into something a lot more sinister. “I told you I’d never hurt you, Bakura. You can’t say the same.”
“That’s why we’re here, isn’t it?” Bakura muttered, leering at Kaiba’s body. “Because you’re not the one on probation, I am.”
Kaiba wasn’t paying attention to their conversation anymore and he wasn’t looking at Ryou. He kept staring at Bakura’s hands. Why wasn’t he touching him? All he wanted was for Bakura to touch him.
“You aren’t on probation, Bakura.”
“I should be.”
Then Bakura stood up and walked around the chair to stand behind him. Kaiba wasn’t just hot now. He was aching. Why wasn’t anyone touching him? Bakura was right fucking there! The more he thought about it the more aroused he got. He had no idea what Bakura was going to do and the fact that he wasn’t doing anything was driving him crazy.
And that pretty mouth. Why was Ryou so far away? Didn’t he want Kaiba in his mouth again? His eyes said yes. The way he had his lips parted while staring at his cock said yes. So why wasn’t he moving?
Bakura leaned down by his ear and put his hand around Kaiba’s throat. He squeezed, lifting his chin up so he had a hard time staring at Ryou. DIfficult, but not impossible and he was pretty damn determined to watch Ryou squirm from the other side of the room. Bakura’s grip on his neck made breathing arduous and his head felt fuzzy. “He has a very pretty mouth doesn’t he?”
Kaiba moaned in response. Oh yes, yes he did.
“He has a very eager mouth too. That’s why he’s over there and you’re over here.” Bakura’s explanation made a lot of sense in a way, but at the same time this was torture. That’s exactly what Bakura wanted though; to torture him. “So I thought you’d like to play a game with us. It’s Ryou’s favorite. And at the end you get that pretty mouth on you. Do you want to play, Kaiba?”
He nodded, or tried to with Bakura still holding him still.
“I thought you would.”
Ryou licked his lips again and shifted from his spot on the floor. Kaiba could see his eyes darken even from that far away. He bit his lip and moved his gaze very slowly down Kaiba’s body. Then Kaiba finally got his wish, Bakura touched him. He jumped a little, surprised by it. Bakura’s fingers grazed over his neck and chest then down his stomach and over his hip, following after Ryou’s gaze. He touched him everywhere, over his arms, his thighs, his neck, everything he could touch, well, at least everything Ryou could see. Everywhere except where Kaiba wanted it most.
He was impressed with Bakura and Ryou’s ability to do this so effortlessly, like they'd done it a lot before. Bakura did say this was Ryou’s favorite game. This was the ‘other things’ that he fantasized about them knowing how to do. The other things he could have at his fingertips if he could convince them to stay in his bedroom forever. It just wasn’t fair. Malik was a lucky bastard and now Kaiba was even more furious with him.
Then he moved his hand, following Ryou’s gaze, over to his inner thighs and Kaiba panted, watching Ryou’s gaze end up where he really wanted to be touched most. He moaned, closing his eyes to enjoy the pleasure he’d waited so long for. Bakura finally wrapped his hand around him (almost gently) and stroked him once. He melted into it, unable to catch his breath. Bakura stroked him again… Then stopped. Kaiba’s eyes flew open. What happened?
Bakura moved again to walk around him casually like nothing had happened. “Did I mention this was a very long game?”
Kaiba glared at him, trying to calm down. But he just couldn’t. He wanted him to do it again. Needed it, craved it. Luckily, he didn’t need to wait long. Bakura leaned back down and did it again, briefly, before moving away. After what felt like an eternity of this, Bakura touching him, stroking him, moving away and then coming back, Kaiba had a new definition of lust and pleasure. He spasmed and twitched with every gentle brush of Bakura’s fingers. He moaned and panted, every time he wrapped his hand around his aching cock. His pleasure building and building and building and building.
Then Bakura stroked him again and he came, moaning into the gag and pulling against his restraints. But he just moved away, doing the same thing he’d done before. Then he touched him again, stroked him again and he came again. Somehow, the pleasure was still building inside of him as he came over and over again, pulling against the restraints and moaning into the gag. He wasn’t even seeing Ryou anymore, too lost in his pleasure, too lost in Bakura’s torture.
Then he started to linger a little longer, and stay away a little longer. The last few times he touched him, Kaiba moaned into the gag but he didn’t cum anymore. Not that the pleasure he was feeling was any less intense. He still tensed at his touch and felt waves of overwhelming pleasure from it. So when Bakura used his other hand to lift Kaiba’s chin making him look at Ryou. He had to really concentrate to hear him. “Keep your head up.”
Kaiba tried, still panting and savoring the pleasure he’d just felt. Bakura walked over to Ryou with his hand covered in Kaiba’s cum. Ryou leaned his head back and opened his mouth to lick Bakura’s hand clean. Kaiba couldn’t tear his eyes away. Even after all he’d endured he still wanted that mouth on him. Still needed it. Still craved it. Bakura knelt down beside Ryou and lowered his hand from Ryou’s lips down into the front of Ryou’s pants. Ryou kept his eyes on him, as Bakura fiddled with something behind them. “Enjoy yourself, Bunny. I’ll get you when we need to leave.”
Then he kissed him. Kaiba was impressed by it. He’d never seen Bakura be any form of sentimental, but that kiss was; personal just like Ryou’s kisses were. When Bakura leaned back Kaiba swore he heard Ryou whisper to him that he loved him. Bakura grinned and stood up, with a loud click. Kaiba didn’t realize what the click was until Ryou bolted up from the ground and ran over to Kaiba leaving some kind of harness in Bakura’s hands. In a matter of seconds Ryou’s mouth was on him, licking him and sucking him.
He was hard and aching, stuffed deep into Ryou’s mouth and that was everything he’d wanted. He thought he couldn’t possibly cum anymore, but the feeling and the thought of being in Ryou’s pretty mouth made him cum hard. So much so that it hurt. He screamed into the gag and struggled against his restraints, hurting his wrists. Now everything hurt, but it was worth it. Ryou made the same choked gasp sound and dug his nails into Kaiba’s thigh. Looking down at him, rocking his hips and quivering, Kaiba was sure he’d cum too.
Kaiba gasped for air and closed his eyes, hanging his head. He half expected Ryou to leave after that. But he didn’t. Instead, Kaiba felt Ryou take the gag out of his mouth, then climb into his lap. He slipped his cum covered fingers into Kaiba’s open mouth and buried his other hand in his hair. Opening his eyes, he moaned at Ryou’s euphoric expression while he licked and sucked on Ryou’s fingers. When he took his fingers out of Kaiba’s mouth he made a strangely sad face and lifted Kaiba’s chin.
He kissed him. It was slow and sweet and so very personal, just like before. But this time Kaiba wanted it. When Ryou moved back, he blushed and pressed his forehead against Kaiba’s. “I’m sorry if we scared you. Bakura wasn’t going to let it go if we didn’t.”
Kaiba scoffed. “I’m starting to see the only way to get rid of all of you is to move.”
Ryou laughed, making Kaiba smile. “I don’t think it’s possible to hide from Bakura, or Yuugi for that matter.”
Ryou had a damn good point. Both of them were persistent and almost omnipotent when they wanted to be. Ryou’s sad expression made Kaiba wonder if he messed things up for him again. Even if it wasn’t his fault at all this time. “Are you and Bakura okay?”
Ryou leaned back and looked at the door. “Oh yes!” Ryou turned back to look at him with a devilish grin that matched Bakura’s when he’d first seen him, “He didn’t do what he was planning on doing to you. I think you’re getting a fan club.”
“Wonderful,” Kaiba groaned, “Do I want to know what you were both planning?”
Ryou shook his head, looking sheepish.
Kaiba started to say something when a very familiar hand reached out and grabbed Ryou’ by the throat. Bakura’s face was just a breath away from Ryou’s and he kissed his cheek. Ryou moaned at the kiss and Bakura’s rough touch, giving Kaiba a good look at his beautiful lips, glistening and plump.
“Time to go, Bunny. You’ve had your fun. You can talk to him at school.” Bakura let his fingers slide under his chin and away from his neck as he walked away to leave the room.
Ryou moved off of Kaiba’s lap and started to pull at the restraints on the chair to release him. He had him free in a few seconds and then stood in front of him. He took both sides of Kaiba’s face in his hands and leaned down to kiss him. Then smiled and dashed out of the room, leaving Kaiba achy and alone, naked in his room while the sun peeked through his curtains.
A quick glance at his alarm clock and he hated his life. “You’ve got to fucking be kidding me?!”
It went off.
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