This series will hold Lemons from my other stories, so I can keep those stories as "T".
Pairing: YxAxY
WARNING: Extremely explicit lemon!
Reaching out to clasp Yugi's chin in his hand, Atem leaned forward and licked batter from his cheek. Yugi felt his mouth go dry.
"Atem!"
Yami's voice was chastising, but his eyes sparkled with humor. Joining the duo, he licked a white spot from his lights' other cheek.
"Missed one"
Yugi felt himself grow hard and his pants suddenly seemed far too tight, especially as Atem's hand trailed down to squeeze his rear.
"G-guys!"
Yugi sputtered, squirming as the two spirits took turns licking spots of batter from his face.
Yami was the first to take his lips, slipping into the sweetness of Yugi's mouth. Finding no resistance, he sucked and was rewarded with a moan from the besieged light that caused both attacking parties to shiver in anticipation.
Not to be outdone, Atem kissed a trail down Yugi's neck, stopping where neck met shoulder and nipping gently. The reaction from Yugi was worth the effort, as the light jumped and nearly bit Yami's tongue, tangled as it was with his own.
Growling with displeasure, Yami disengaged and reached down to bite Atem's shoulder, feeling the response as a shock of pleasure through him. While the others preferred to keep their minds private, Atem thrilled in the sharing of emotion, creating a feedback loop that heightened the pleasure of all three. Bowing to the will of the most dominate of the triad, Yami and Yugi dropped their barriers and shuddered at the pleasure that echoed through them.
Losing himself in ecstasy, Yugi failed to notice Atem's wandering hands, reaching between his legs. The pressure on his hardness caused another jump and a spike of pleasure in their minds that nearly brought all three to climax.
"Bed. Now"
Falling onto ivory white sheets, Yugi took the advantage and pinned Atem's shoulders to the bed. Yami chuckled and unzipped his pants, stroking himself idly as he watched the interplay of his partners.
Content to allow the light to control their play for now, Atem raised an eyebrow. Yugi hastily removed his shirt before reaching down and pulling Atem's matching shirt over his head. Licking his lips, Yugi leaned down and pulled one bronze nipple into his mouth, running his teeth along the skin. Atem enjoyed an edge with his pleasure.
Closing his eyes, Atem ran his hands down Yugi's sides and found his jeans, sliding his hands under the fabric and pushing down. Yugi hummed his approval and kicked the jeans off the bed.
Following suit, Atem wiggled out of his jeans and gasped as his erection sprang free, throbbing with need.
Atem had reached the end of his patience. The Pharaoh rolled to his side and firmly grasped Yami and Yugi's members in his hands, firmly pushing the skin down and chuckling as two pairs of hips thrust forward.
Yami leaned to the side and brushed Yugi's soft hair from his face to seal their lips in a kiss, breathing harshly as Atem continued to push his fists along their throbbing cocks.
Approaching his limit, Yugi whined a soft noise. Yami retreated from the kiss and pushed Yugi to fall forward, Atem positioning himself below the light while Yami fell to his knees and grasped Yugi's hips in his hands.
Grabbing the lubricant from the table next to the bed, Yami coated his fingers and pressed gently to Yugi's entrance, preparing him.
"Ah, Gods!" Yugi cried, as Atem grasped his cock once again, stroking him in an infuriatingly slow motion.
Yami spread his fingers to ensure the pain would be limited, before pulling out and coating himself with the cool liquid. Setting against Yugi's entrance, he pushed gently and let out a deep moan as Yugi accepted him easily.
Setting a gentle motion, Yami held an iron reign on himself. Yugi always came first, that was the rule.
Feeling Yugi's pleasure reach its peak, Atem quickened the pace – signaling Yami to do the same.
With a guttural moan, Yugi came – and Atem darted forward to take the milky substance into his mouth, licking the remainder and swallowing with a smile.
The light now sated, Yami rolled him to the side and grinned wickedly at Atem. The two enjoyed a dance of dominance – each pushing their strength upon the other through their connection.
Today, Atem took the victory. Gracefully surrendering, Yami fell forward on his hands and knees and began to pant with need as Atem rose and positioned himself. The Pharoah grabbed the same lubricant - but knowing Yami shared his quirk for adding a touch of pain to their lovemaking, he abjured the preparation and instead coated himself. Pressed against Yami' entrance, he paused.
"Ready?"
Yami grunted his approval and jerked as Yugi's gentle hands found his hardness and began to stroke just as Atem pushed into him with agonizing slowness.
Trying and failing to hold onto his pleasure, Yami shuddered as Yugi squeezed the base of his cock. Yugi always seemed to know exactly what he needed to come.
Thrusting deep, Atem buried himself to the hilt in a motion that Yami felt to his soul.
Sensing how close he was, Yugi scooted closer and set his lips upon the head of Yami's cock, sucking deeply. At the same time, Atem thrust as deep as he could. Both came in that instant with a joined yell.
After hours languishing in bed, three young boys descended to the kitchen with reluctance.
Standing in front of the mess, Yami remarked dryly,
"I don't think the cake can be salvaged."
The rest of this story can be found in Fluffy Days and Nights (Mess)
