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Passion Fruit	By : KlebKat Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 971 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Random Love (Peggy_Weggy Round Robin)

Chapter Title: Passion Fruit

Chapter By: KlebKat

Pairing: Yami no Yugi/Pegasus

Disclaimer: If I owned YGO!, do you think I�d be writing a disclaimer to it? I�m just a poor, hopeless college student who wants a Pegasus plushie for Christmas.

Summery: (A Round Robin combining chapters of random pairing generating told by numerous authors who are devoted Maximillion Pegasus fans) Pegasus is feeling down and drowning his sorrows all by his lonesome, and Yami no Yugi can fix that.

Warning: YAOI, BLOW JOB, AND MAY BE A BIT OOC!

A/N: I�m so sorry this took me so long to get out, I�ve had so much trouble with Yahell. Please enjoy.

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As they sat at the head of the dinning table on Duelist Kingdom, Yami couldn�t take his crimson eyes off of the man that had stolen his other self�s grandfather. He should be pretty pissed at Pegasus J. Crawford, but he wasn�t, much. He found the man interesting, if not a little strange with his cartoons and all, and the man did pose a challenge to him. In fact, the mystery of Pegasus intrigued Yami no Yugi; but Yami had to keep these thoughts secret from his other, for the little boy would be even more frightened than he was with him after the fiasco with Kaiba.

But Yami kept looking every chance he got. The very manner of Pegasus was childish, like his own little Yugi's obsession with games. But Pegasus was very open about his past time, where as Yugi kept to himself, willing to share of course, but not unless someone asked. And even with the childish demeanor, Pegasus--what was the word for this time?--was very flirtatious. How many sexual comments had Pegasus made since the group's arrival at the castle? Yami couldn't help himself but let his mind wonder, even if the words were never conceived to mean what images they brought on. Even if Pegasus was teasing to annoy the hell out of someone, Pegasus� typical behavior leaked in, making each word suggestive.

�You shouldn�t stare, Yugi-boy,� his host chirped with a creepy seduction, �It�s not very becoming.�

Did Pegasus just give him a death glare? What Yami had been thinking must have been plastered all over his face. With slight shame, Yami retreated to his soul room, returning control of the body to Yugi, who was slightly miffed with the sudden attention he was receiving from his friends.

Jonouchi stuffed a bread stick down his throat, �Why are you staring at Pegasus?�

�I�m not starring�� the slightly more innocent version of Yami truthfully told, blushing.

Anzu leaned over to her friend, using the back of her hand to focus as well as hide her words as she whispered, �But you were, Yugi. Is it because of your Grandpa?�

�If I was staring, I didn�t know.�

"How could you be staring and not know?" Honda asked.

Pegasus stood abruptly, �Well, I think I will retire. The semifinals will commence at ten in the morning. Enjoy the rest of your meal.� Pegasus stretched out a hand and beckoned the servants over, �The soup, please.� Then Pegasus looked to his butler, �Croquet, please take over.�

<<�I�d like to take over that.�>> Yami thought absentmindedly as Pegasus left in a hurry, his ass being eyed by the spirit.

<�WHAT?�> A wave of fear washed over Yami. Did he hear me? But he listened further to Yugi�s thoughts, but only heard Jonouchi's voice since it was the loudest. �OH MY GOD! WHAT�S WITH THE EYEBALL SOUP?�

�Inside the eyes are your number placement for the finals, you may now--�

Yami listened to the rest of the speech, but his mind was elsewhere. Maybe I could see Pegasus before the finals.

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Pegasus sighed, sitting in one of the many halls that held a duplicated painting of his late wife. His jacket was somewhere around and his ruffled shirt was unbuttoned to mid-chest, the black ribbon bow-tie wherever the crushed velvet jacket was.

Soon, very soon, I�ll be able to bring you back to me, he thought, looking longingly at the picture of his beloved Cecilia in a vile of fading orange light form the setting sun.

�Pegasus?� He looked to his left, nowhere to come or go unless one wished to take a dive our of the rather large window to his right. Pegasus answered the silent question with one of his own in a sad, friendly tone, �Yugi-boy, shouldn�t you be with your friends?�

�Um, I got lost,� the little one replied truthfully, not adding in the fact that the stupid castle was too damn big. Yugi stared at Pegasus� relaxed form, slightly slouched down in the chair he was occupying, a bottle sitting on a small, circular table to his right, a glass of what he guessed was red wine in one hand draped carelessly across his lap, the orange light casting a beautiful glow on the man who was his enemy.

<�He looks so melancholy.�>

<<�Aibou, let me have the body, you go and rest.�>>

<�Yami, no--�>

<<�I won�t hurt him, aibou, I just want to talk to him.�>>

Yami felt the mind of his hikari fade slowly and he promptly walked over to Pegasus who looked quite dumbfounded. �Yugi-boy?�

Yami reached out and gently but quickly pulled Pegasus� silvery hair over the Millennium Eye to the side before the other could protest. �You�ve stolen many souls with this,� Yami picked up the glass from Pegasus� fingers with his other hand and set it on the table next to the wine bottle, �but I�ll wait until our duel to settle that.� In the next instant, Yami fell to his knees in front of Pegasus, grabbing the belt of his red pants and hurriedly unbuckled it.

�Yugi-boy, what are you doing?� the older man asked, panicked. Pegasus stood awkwardly in his chair, trying to back away as Yami unbuttoned and unzipped the Eye holder�s pants. Yami tugged the pants down to his upper calves, reviling what Yami really wanted.

Pegasus watched and felt slightly chilled fingers wrap around his organ, lifting it up to warm lips which parted and kissed the head, allowing the beginning tip into his even warmer mouth and used his hot tongue go lick the opening.

The older man jumped at the feeling and saw a wicked smirk form a Yugi�s childlike face, violet eyes deepened to a darker shade. �Did you like that?�

No response. �Then how about this?� Yami removed his hand and took Pegasus completely in his mouth, trying not to shut his teeth around Pegasus and chuckle as he heard him gasp sharply. Finally, Yami moved his tongue.

�God!� Pegasus rolled his head back, his hand snaking into Yami�s pointy locks without his command and pulled.

Ow, he�s hurting me! Yami bit down, which caused Pegasus to admit a yelp of pain and he lost his balance, sitting down hard in the chair. He looked down at Yami, panting, �Why?�

�Don�t pull my hair.� Yami placed both hands on the older man�s hips, and began the process again. Pegasus slouched slightly in his chair, like he was before, his legs spread open to allow Yami better access, and he gently placed his hands on the sides of Yami�s head, more mindful to not pull the hair. He watched the boy the whole time, finally bucking with the next stroke of Yami�s tongue. He felt the pressure increase on his hips, and knew not to buck again.

Cecelia was always good at this.

His real eye shot open and quickly found the picture in front of him. My beloved Cecelia, how could I be letting this go on in front of you? But Yami hit the final stroke and Pegasus� lower abdomen and legs cramped, and he came with the inevitable shuddering pleasure of passion.

Yami swallowed it, loving the taste of the other man before him. �Pegasus?� he looked up to see an angry Pegasus who stood up and hurried off to the left, pulling his pants up. �Pegasus!� Yami called, but the man disappeared into the darkness.
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