Hi there, all you brave and wonderful readers, and welcome to my newest lemon fanfic…

Okay first of all, this was a story that I randomly thought up late one night when I was taking a bit of a break from studying, and didn't actually intend to have it uploaded, but my right-hand girl, talked me into it, so here it is. On that note, for those of you who have read my number one priority in life – 'The Perfect Strangers, Revised edition,' do not worry, because like I just said, it is my number one priority and I will update it soon.

Second, (and still on that note) this story's completion and progress will be based solely on its popularity, so its up to you guys if you want to read more.

This story takes place after the ceremonial battle in which Yami left for the afterlife, which leaves Yugi (and Tea) in a dark, confusing place. This story focuses mostly on Yugi, and how he 'copes' with being his own person after so many years of sharing his identity with Yami, while trying to deal with a very difficult, romantic relationship with Tea, and the difficult task of discovering who he really is.

Themes are rather explicit, dark, and sometimes tragic…Just like life, except hotter characters to play with.

Warning: This first chapter is a one-shot lemon for now, unless you want more. Take note of the rating, and don't say I didn't warn you. Also note that the characters show human qualities and emotions (meaning they're not censored by 4kids) – for the alleviation of irritation purposes (friendship!)

Title will be explained in the future.

AN: Please enjoy


First Time

It happened too quickly…

Before he knew it, before he could even process it…his and Tea's lips were locked in a violent kiss, and her hands were roaming his body wildly, grasping and searching every inch of his body that she could. Her touch was fiery, bringing out a side of him that he often had chained and caged like the wild animal it was, deep, deep down inside him, causing him to sigh in both contempt and relief, for finally being allowed free of restraint…

Yami's smiling face, flashed in the darkness of his memory.

He felt his entire body tense, as common sense finally dawned on him, warning him of what he was doing and allowing to happen. Why? Why did he have to think of Yami now, of all times? Yami wasn't a part of him anymore…Yami left for another life, beyond theirs…and it was all his fault.

Tea took his moment of hesitation as an opportunity to force her tongue through his lips, and dug her way beneath the hems of his shirt, feeling up his torso, minutely hindered by the curves of his abs that she, up until then, had been totally unaware of, just like the rest of world, and responded by moaning in contempt, coated heavily with lust.

Yugi was almost tempted to break their kiss and explain to her that it was always his body that she was with, never Yami's. His body was the one that Yami used to hold her with, and it was his muscles that she always felt and saw, never the pharaoh's spirit. However, as her body ground into his, closing whatever distance they had between them - bringing up that pointless little fact lost all its appeal, and he found his arms snaking down to her hips, pulling her closer, which intensified the friction between their lower regions, feeling beyond incredible.

She gasped and bit down on his lip, before allowing a moan to escape her own, jolting his already speeding pulse up a few notches. This was everything he had fantasised about since hitting puberty and discovering that girls weren't just 'there'. Yugi knew that others saw him as innocent, and majority of the time he was, but Tea always brought out a whole new side of him…ever since the day he really 'saw' her. She was beautiful…no, she was amazing to him. But unfortunately…he wasn't the only one that had shared that view.

Yami's cool stance and smirking face, glancing back at him as he raised his thumb, and winked his piercing red eyes that would have won him any girl that he wanted, flashed brightly in his memory, and Yugi had to stifle back a growl of annoyance and a sob of pain, as two heartbreaking facts stared at him in plain black and white writing.

He felt Tea's hands tug up his shirt, and gladly helped her get rid of it, now, more than ever, wanting her to see the full glory of the body, which she had so often mistaken for Yami's. Her eyes darkened in lust as she gazed over his chest, pausing only momentarily to look at it, before trailing her tongue downward from his breastplate. He closed his eyes and clenched his teeth, tightly together, his arousal reaching its peak painfully. He had wanted her for so long, and had never dreamed it would ever feel like this. She had started unbuckling his studded belt, fumbling a bit with the strap, but managed to get it loose in record time that not even he was sure, possible.

'She's doing this because you look like him, you idiot.'

He felt her hand slide in to his pants and roughly, rubbed his erection, sending electrifying chills through his entire being. He had never felt anything more pleasurable, even on the nights when he had had to take care of his frustrations by himself. There was nothing like her touch, it was just too powerful and overwhelming. Before she could continue or go further, he lifted her up by her waist from the ground, surprising her greatly as she gave in to a small squeal, which he found comical. Yeah, he was strong, far stronger than he allowed people to know.

She automatically wrapped her legs around his waist, her eyes, still black with lust and wide in surprise. He carried her across the room and gently laid her down on his bed, marvelling at the slight of how her hair spread out like a halo around her head, and how her arms seemed to fall perfectly into place above it, as well as the steep rise and fall of her chest as she breathed in jagged breaths, but most of all, he marvelled at her beauty, still pure with a virgin's innocence…something she was giving him the right to claim.

'No, she's giving it to Yami - through you!'

Why wouldn't the voice in his head just shut up? This was his moment, the one that he had had to wait for, for so many damn years, and he was not going to let anything get in the way of that, especially Yami who was now only a memory…as much as that hurt. He smiled down at her warmly, before stroking her side with a reluctant hesitance, not quite sure if he was allowed to touch her, or not.

She returned the smile, but it was more of a nervous one, that at the same time held a certain allurement that willed him to keep going without pause. He leant down and caught her lips in a passionate lip-lock, feeling his body, which felt on fire, slowly move over hers, continuing to harden with arousal. He felt her body jolt and pause beneath him, stopping the kiss momentarily so that she could gently push him back a few inches away from her, before grasping hold of his hand and placing it on her chest, right on one of the soft lumps that he had wanted nothing more than to touch, ever since she developed them.

'This isn't right…'

He squeezed softly, unsure of how sensitive girls' breasts were and how much pressure you could apply to them without hurting them. It was wonderful! She moaned under his touch and arched slightly beneath him before falling back onto the bed, bringing her arms up his bare back and wrapped them loosely around his neck. He suddenly urged to see all of her, and hesitantly unbuttoned the last button of her shirt that lay teasingly just above her bellybutton, doing it slowly, so that if she wanted, he could stop before it was too late…but that command never came.

Instead Tea smiled up at him encouragingly, and allowed him to unbutton, button after button, until eventually he was able to push the shirt's opening aside, and came face to face with an amazingly sexy push-up bra that put lingerie-models' chests to shame. On the one hand it fired him up to breaking point, but on the other it filled him with God-fearing panic…he had never removed one before, and had no idea how it worked.

Tea however, must have read his thoughts from his expression, or possibly just expected it, as she glanced up at him nervously, giving him a small, almost frightened smile, before biting her lip and hesitantly lifted up her top-half, pressing her chest against his bare one, and ran her hand behind her back, slowly unclipping it. Yugi realized then that she was uncomfortable with this, obviously, like him, new to revealing her body to another. "You…can keep it on…if you like," he whispered huskily, while swallowing his heart and nerves that up until now, he had not been aware, were trying to escape out his throat.

'You have to stop this! It isn't right!'

She smiled once again, only this time it seemed slightly braver and more willing.

'She's seeing Yami…'

"N-no…I want you to see me," she whispered shyly, her voice toned in an almost, loving warmth.

He found himself smiling, despite subconsciously knowing that those words were meant for someone else, and pried away the bra, immediately taking notice of a hidden piece of her that he found more beautiful than he could ever have imagined. She was already instinctively trying to hide herself from him, no doubt insecure of exposing herself in such a vulnerable way, but Yugi wouldn't allow it. He took hold of her arms before she could use them and loosely pinned them down at her sides, stroking small circular patterns on her skin with his thumbs as he turned and gazed deeply into her eyes, appearing much calmer to her than he definitely felt.

"You're beautiful," he whispered, miraculously pulling it off without stuttering, and in fact even stabled it enough to make it sound so comfortable and natural that he could have fooled himself into believing that inside he wasn't scared shitless. However, what he noticed as well, which by a familiar spark of recognition that briefly lit in her half-lidded lustful eyes, told him that he wasn't the only one – was how much his voice had sounded like Yami's at that moment.

'Stop Yugi…you are not the guy she's with right now.'

But he was. Yami was not in control of his body, Yugi was. Yami wasn't even with them anymore; it was just him and Tea, sharing this incredibly passionate moment that would bond them in some way for the rest of their lives. She was with him…she had chosen him.

'Are you sure?'

He ignored the voice's question and bent down to lick the small pink nub, suckling on it gently before giving it a slight nip, moving his hands down her sides and grabbing hold of the waist band of her blue skirt, tugging it downward slightly. She moved her hands, which had been resting on the back of his neck, up to the back of his head, her body jerking slightly in time with his tongue as pleasure coursed through her body, allowing soft, quiet moans to escape her lips. He smiled around the nub, enjoying the sounds she made, feeling triumphant that he was the one who was able to make her feel that way.

She helped him get rid of her skirt, by lifting her lower half up so that he could slip it off, but before he attacked her underwear…he wanted to be sure just one last time that this was what she wanted. "Tea, is this really okay?"

Why did his question sound as though it held another meaning?

"Yes Y…" she gulped back on something that Yugi was unsure of, before flashing him a smile that although, seemed warm and very inviting, seemed to be the kind of smile that hid pain. If he had really looked, and didn't want to truly believe so much in its falseness, he would have seen it so clearly, right then, but Tea was his goddess and the woman he loved and believed in so much, that he wanted nothing more than for this to be real, which for him it was.

He once again lowered his head and caught her lips in a heated kiss, this time not holding back any flaming passion that he had been holding back from her, while slowly pulling off her last remaining garment. He could feel his erection swell immensely beneath him, begging for release. He groaned in pain, halting the kiss for just a second with tightly shut eyes, as his member throbbed.

Women's intuition seemed to kick in as Tea pulled down his navy blue pants by the waistline, gripping the sides of his boxers as she did so, while at the same time stealing a quick, few hurried kisses from him, which suffered many jolts in its smooth going flow as he helped her, eventually tossing both items to the floor and laying her back down. Skin meeting skin, drove him to the brink of insanity, and up until now, he had never known how warm her body could be, or how smooth and delicate it felt against his.

She bucked her hips into his, before wrapping her arms once again around his neck, only this time, much tighter than the first, and pulled him closer to her, while violently kissing him. He wanted to dive into her there and then, and relieve himself of all the tension that he had held up until now…but he was able to stop himself from going that far.

Foreplay wasn't over yet, he still had to stretch her; otherwise it was really going to hurt. Without breaking the kiss, he roamed his hand along her bare side, and snaked his way awkwardly to her womanhood, while lifting himself off her slightly, holding himself up effortlessly with one arm so that he could manage to squeeze in without obstacles, and stroked its lips firmly. She shut her eyes tightly and gasped in pure bliss, rolling her head back as she arched slightly.

He smirked in satisfaction, caressing her inner walls teasingly with light thrusts, before adding more force into them, quite pleased that he had managed to get her soaking so soon into their 'deed.' Images of what he planned to do to her, and what she could do to him, flamed through his mind, only increasing his arousal levels to the extreme. Once he felt her relax slightly, he began to thrust deeper into her, and was immediately grasped on by her tight inner walls that seemed to want to hold him hostage, as she threw back her head and cried out in pleasure, her body seeming to tense.

"F-faster!" she gasped, tightening her hold on him, with her eyes still squeezed shut.

He immediately complied and thrust in harder and faster, making sure that he rubbed past her clit each time, which to his knowledge – according to the tips he received from a trusty source – was where girls felt pleasure second best in comparison to the sweet-spot that was generally hard to find. He knew she was going to orgasm at any second, when he felt his fingers crushed by her walls, and her body stiffen to an almost inhuman hardness, as well as the rapid paces of her gasps all mounting to one powerful explosion.

He thrust deeper into her than he had ever dared, and hit something that made her explode. She arched right into him, practically strangling him with her death grip as she cried out loudly, forcing their overheated bodies together as her orgasm hit all the right spots. Yugi pulled them out of her and trailed hot kisses along her neck, now ready, more than ever to take her. She pulled him back down with her, and ran her hands along his chest, breathing heavily as she found his lips and started kissing him again, positioning herself so that he could finally enter her.

He felt her legs spread wider apart and roll upwards on his sides, silently indicating that she was ready

'This isn't right! It's going too far!'

It already has, he thought silently to himself, as he positioned himself at her entrance, without breaking their kiss, which was far too passionate and hungry to be a lie. He broke away to stare deeply into her eyes, giving her an intense look, before slowly pushing himself in, trembling at how good the movement felt, and clawed his orange duvet into fists in a fight for steady control.

He felt Tea gasp uncomfortably beneath him, before whimpering in pain, and clutched onto his slimly muscled arms, instinctively seeking comfort. Yugi immediately paused in all his movements, though couldn't help but slip in an inch more, finding the task incredibly difficult, but refused to hurt her for his own selfish desire. She was gasping in his ear, but he could hear its pace relaxing as her body began to adjust to his intrusion, before she gave him a light peck as an indication that he could continue again.

"Are you sure?" he asked softly.

There it was again, a voice that sounded so similar to Yami's, even Yugi had trouble differentiating between the two, and it was his own voice! He felt Tea stiffen in his arms, before her soft, gentle voice whispered back, "Yes, I'm ready...please!"

Her request sent him over the edge, and caused him to momentarily lose focus, as he thrust in harder than what he had intended and hit her centre hard, forcing right through her virgin barrier. She yelped in pain and cried into his neck, holding onto him tightly. He mentally cursed at his slip in control and decided to make amends by distracting her, as he softly trailed light kisses along her neck, before running his tongue along its flesh and gently suckled it, while slowly pulling himself out and thrusting back into her again at a painfully slow rate, but one that got a positive reaction out of her.

Pain moulded into pleasure, and soon she was gasping and moaning for a different reason. Her walls were incredibly tight around him, but that only intensified the feeling. He felt heat in places he hadn't been aware of that he had, and growled in ecstasy as all he could feel was an electrifying pleasure build up within him. Tea's moans were like a soundtrack of heaven in his ears, and all he could think of was pleasing her more, pleasing her more. He began to fasten his pace, before she could ask for it, and instinctively thrust harder, and deeper into her.

By the time he felt his first orgasm come on, Tea was practically rolling beneath him, screaming in ecstasy as she felt hers coming on too. Her nails dug deeply into his skin, but weirdly its sharp pain only made the feeling so much better. He grunted as he felt his climax reach its peak, and in the heat of its passion, dove in to kiss her, which she eagerly returned, their tongues seeming to fighting a violent battle for dominance. He thrust his member one more time as hard as he could, deeply within her, and heard her scream as she came. "Ate- Ahhh!"

"Tea!" His breath caught in his throat as his orgasm hit him, its power practically paralyzing him, it felt so good. He held onto her as tightly she held onto him, and rode out his pleasure, feeling his orgasmic blast subside slightly, but still tingle sensitively within him. He rolled off her and slid to his side, breathing heavily as he folded an arm behind his head and wiped away a sweat drenched blonde bang that had stuck to his forehead, insecurity briefly replacing his sense of fulfilment.

She hadn't just being about cry out 'Atem' surely? After all, it was second nature to call him Yami, to everyone including her. Yugi thought he was just being paranoid, and began to relax, mentally reprimanding himself, for being so insecure. Tea curled up beside him and wrapped an arm around his waist, before resting her head on the crook between his chest and shoulder, sighing contently. "That was amazing…" she said in a soft voice that was just barely above a whisper.

Yugi used his free hand to run his fingers gently through her hair, his heart still racing with excitement. "Indescribable," he answered lamely, yet it was the most honest answer he could have ever given. He still couldn't quite believe that he and Tea – Tea! – had actually…slept together! The realization of it was unreal. For so long he had lived in a shadow of belief that she was way out of his league, admiring her from afar and even felt, up until the point in which he could not help it anymore, that he was unworthy of even fantasising about bedding her. Now that he had, it felt far too good to be true.

He felt her soft hands roam up and down his stomach, and curiously glanced down to watch her as she trailed them particularly over his abs. "I didn't know you worked out," she said, sounding tired, which he couldn't blame her for, as he felt exhausted.

He didn't answer, but instead just smirked as she continued to touch him with curious, fascination. He had started building up, shortly after Duellist Kingdom, waking up every morning to do several push-ups and crunches, which ironically Yami benefited from when he had set them up on that infamous date… No, he couldn't think about Yami right now.

Yami…his best friend who he had been closer to, than a brother, who was now floating around in some afterlife enjoying peace at long last, after five-thousand-years. Yugi missed him, and often hated the fact that he had been the one to send him away, feeling the kind of guilt he'd expect someone to feel after murdering a close friend unintentionally, but he also understood that it was what Yami wanted and deserved…peace.

As for Yugi's reward in taking part in all the life threatening scenarios that he and his friends were forced to face and endure…she was lying right beside him. They had been through so much together, and now they had shared something so intimate and sacred, a first for both. Yugi cocked an eyebrow as realization dawned on him that he was no longer a virgin…which was weird.

For so long he had being picked on by Joey and Tristan, as well as others for being too innocent and naïve seeming, in fact both his friends, and even Yami for that matter, had spoken around him on the topic of sex in a weird coded kind of language, as though they didn't think Yugi knew what sex was. He wondered what they'd think now, or if they'd be able to pick up on the difference…was there even a difference? He did feel different, but at the same time…didn't. It was just…strange.

Tea's caresses began to slow, and he heard her breathing deepen as exhaustion took its toll on her body.

He looked over to her and gently stroked the side of her face, staring at awe of her beauty as she just seemed to blossom before his eyes, which was ironic considering he just deflowered her. Her eyelids were closed tightly together, hiding her beautiful sapphire eyes that put Kaiba's to shame away from him. Kaiba? He cringed, not at all wanting to give his rival any thought while in bed.

She was now fast asleep, and far too cute to look away from. "Tea?" he whispered softly, to which she softly sighed and answer to. "I…" he smiled fondly and slowly turned onto his side so that he faced her better, managing to do so without fully disturbing her, and protectively wrapped an arm around her waist. "I love you…" his whispered softly, gently placing a kiss on her lips before pulling back to look at her again.

Her eyes trembled slightly, but she remained asleep, though her lips formed into a small happy smile. "I love you too," she responded almost inaudibly, to which he smiled in pure satisfaction to. He was leaning down to kiss her again, when he thought he heard her whisper… "Yami."


Ouch! Low blow indeed.

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Alright, now I've really got to go and finish The Perfect Stranger's next chapter, before someone hunts me down and stakes me. Thank you so much for reading, I really hope you did enjoy it.