The smaller teenage boy stood in awe of the smiling sex god before him. His heart was beating out of his chest, his libido was stirring with retrained-with-rabid-dogs,-chains,-locks,-barbed-wire,-and-a-twenty-foot-tall-electric-fence want, he was certain his head could be mistaken for an oddly shaped tomato from the deep flush on his face, and he was frozen in place, mesmerized by the deep crimson pools the man was blessed with.
He lifted one slender leg and positioned it over his other leg. Amethyst eyes immediately darted to pointed toe of the shoe to the heel, the ankle, along the handsome males' slender leather-clad calf, his knee, north of his leg and to the subtle hidden curve of his…
"You like what you see, Yuu-Chan?" He asked, with a lopsided grin. Yuugi blushed even harder now- from the nickname and because he was caught staring at the persons gorgeous body –and found himself unable to speak. The other chuckled, an action that deepened Yuugi's present trance. "I'd hoped as much." He stood up, half-smile still in place, and walked over to the smaller, heels clacking on the floor. Yuugi's breaths quickened when he found himself just beneath the jaw of this beautiful man, able to lay his head perfectly on his chest and tuck himself under his chin.
"Who…are you…" His doppelganger smiled again, placing both his pointer fingers on the back of Yuugi's neck and bending his head down so his lips were a mere one-sixteenth of an inch away from the smaller's ear. It took all he had to suppress a moan.
"I," The look-alike whispered gently, fingers trailing from the back of the neck to the shoulders, one on the left of the chain of Yuugi's Puzzle, the other on the right. The teenagers' vision became unfocused at the gentle, deliriously wonderful touch. "Am the spirit," The fingers trailed over his chest, a pinky rubbing a nipple briefly before continuing down causing Yuugi to gasp lightly. Everything he was doing felt far too fantastic to be real. "Of the Millennium Puzzle." The spirits hands grabbed the large charm on the end of the chain, running a finger over the eye. Yuugi squeezed his upper legs together. The puzzle was way too close to his….and his hands….nyeugh…
His breath hitched in his throat as a tender wet tongue traced the shell of his ear, a quiet gasp sounding from the spirits throat.
"My Yuu-Chan, you're so TENSE." He whispered. The small teenager shivered at the smooth breath on his wet ear. He gave a quiet chortle.
"Perhaps a GAME would ease you, my beloved." Yuugi could practically feel him smirk with that. Despite the feeling in his gut, Yuugi relaxed a little.
"A…game?"
"Well, with your…PERMISSION of course." Yuugi tensed up again, nervous. The spirit laughed quietly. "Do not worry, Yuu-Chan. In the end, it will…soothe your current predicament." With that soft sentence, the apparition sensually kneed the smaller's current arousal-which had hardened (again) quite a bit over the past…thirty seconds?
Yuugi couldn't bite back his moan of excitement and he melted into the spirits arms as they quickly wrapped around him.
"Now, Yuu-Chan. We haven't even started yet and you're horny already? My, my…" He chuckled. His hands made their way to the side of the teens arms and he pulled him closer. Yuugi melted into the arms of this strange spirit and sighed happily, breathing in his exotic spicy smell.
But still...
"This is a dream, isn't it?" He heard a confused sound come from his look-alike.
"This
is no dream; you are in my Soul Room, I brought you here. Why would
you say that?" Yuugi blinked, counting off the reasons on his
unmoving hand near his waist.
"Usually for me, being locked
inside a dark room in the middle of nowhere with a drop dead gorgeous
sex god only happens in dreams." Yuugi stated plainly. "AND!"
he added, pulling away and regretting it. "Whenever I dream
about such, the drop dead gorgeous sex god always tells me it's not a
dream to which I am always disappointed before it can get anywhere
like THAT." The doppelganger could only stare at the smaller.
Then his lips curved into a small smug smile.
"Drop dead gorgeous?" He asked. Yuugi blinked.
He'd said that out loud?
"Sex god?"
Yep, he did.
Yuugi's face turned a vibrant scarlet as he turned his eyes to the floor, his toes becoming very interesting. The puzzles poltergeist chuckled again, placing a hand under Yuugi's chin. The spirit lifted the younger boys face while bending over a tiny bit to touch their foreheads together, his knee burying itself harder against Yuugi's long forgotten want. Crimson bore into violet, mesmerizing the younger in a heartbeat.
"Believe me...this is no dream." He breathed with a smile. Yuugi could only faintly hear the smooth sexy whisper-he was entranced by the apparitions beautiful crimson eyes. His breathing quickened, his face turning fuchsia, and his heart beating like a drum in his ears.
"Yuu-Chan,"
He spoke again, tracing Yuugi's cheek with a gentle finger to break
the hypnosis. The teen blinked out of his trance, now fully aware of
the spirit's touch. "Play a game with me, Yuu-Chan." he
smiled. "You won't regret it." Yuugi bit his bottom
lip.
"Ano…if this is a dream, I suppose I have nothing to
lose."
"It's not a dream." The other repeated.
"I've heard that before…what kind of game?" Yuugi asked. The poltergeist smiled again, kneeing the youngers balls once more. Yuugi gave a light gasp before the elder pulled away completely.
"Let me put it this way…you'll find some relief at the end, I assure you." He smiled again. Yuugi could only blush deeper.
"….Alright." He agreed shyly. The spirit tittered, before turning around and walking some ways. Yuugi found himself staring again…
The spirit of the puzzle was assuredly blessed on every inch of his stunning body, it seemed to the teenager.
"The game is quite simple." The taller interrupted the smaller ones ogling without turning around. The boy blinked.
"O-Odd name." He joked timidly. The other snickered again, turning around and smirking.
"I call the game 'Strip Dice'."
This dream seemed to be getting better and better.
"The
rules are simple. We use a six-sided die, though I've replaced four,
five and six with one, two and three."
"Two ones, two
two's and two threes." Yuugi stated. The spirit nodded.
"Hai.
We'll each take a turn rolling the die." His smirk grew.
"Whatever number you roll, you must remove that many articles of
clothing and one less of that number is the number of clothes you can
put back on." The smaller teen blinked.
"Wait, so, if I
get a three, I would take off three pieces of my clothes-"
"And
then put two pieces back on from a previous turn." The other
finished with a nod, stepping closer to his look-alike. "That is
correct. We won't do that second part the first turn because there is
nothing previously discarded. Once you're out of clothes- COMPLETELY
out of clothes – and you can't grab any more, you lose. That is, if
you roll a two and you only have, say, your boxers on, there isn't
two items to discard, and therefore you lose. The one with the most
clothes on is the winner." Yuugi was silent for a moment.
"What
do we win?"
A pause…
The spirit sniggered.
"The loser."
….This dream was getting MUCH better and better.
"One problem." Yuugi pointed, gesturing to his clothes. "I'm at…a bit of a disadvantage." The ghostie blinked then smiled.
"What about now?" The boy 'hmm'ed in question before looking to his paj-
The soft star-patterned fleece pajamas had, within an eye blink, been replaced with a replica of the outfit the spirit wore; hard leather and jacket similar to that of his school uniform complete with neck and wrist belts and two around his waist and a thick chain which hung the innocently glistening Millennium Puzzle.
The spirit smiled.
"Would you like to go first, or shall I?" Yuugi cleared his throat a little, nervous to an extent.
"You can if you want."
"Very well." There was a seductive glint in his scarlet eye. "Game Start." He whispered, lightly tossing the dice.
One.
The
specter smiled as he removed his jacket and tossed it to the floor.
"You're move, Yuu-Chan."
Yuugi remained silent as he
walked over and picked up the die, his eyes tracing the spirits broad
shoulders as he did so.
"Can I ask you something?" The spirit blinked. "What can I call you…other than Spirit or something? You keep calling me 'Yuu-Chan'," He blushed. "And I don't know what to call you, let alone what your real name is." The ghostie sighed.
"My true name, and the rest of my memories, was lost to me due to the long three millennia to which I spent inside the puzzle." He confessed. "However, your word for darkness is 'Yami'." He smiled. "You may call me as thus."
"Yami." Yuugi repeated, trying out the name. He grinned some. "Alright then." he swallowed. "Here I go." He said with a roll of the die.
Three.
"It
looks like the game is already in my favor." Yami stated,
somewhat smug. Yuugi blinked, reaching for his neck belt.
"Looks can be deceiving." Yami smirked as the two wrist belts were undone and dropped on the floor.
"That
they can." The spirit held out his hand and in a flash, the die
was in his palm. Yuugi gasped some and Yami blinked calmly. "In
my Soul Room, I can do whatever I wish. You can as well in yours."
Yuugi took a second to ponder this.
"So then right now…"
The teenager trailed off, his eyes on the numbered cube, embarrassed
by his own accusation. Yami grimaced, looking insulted.
"Don't
even think it, Yuu-Chan. Cheating is beneath me." He scoffed. "A
vulgar act that has never been condoned by myself. In fact, for a
while now, I have been stepping into your shoes- quite literally, I
might add –and punishing those cheaters." He threw the die to
the floor.
Two.
Yuugi placed a hand to his head as the spirit removed his neck belt. The headaches, the memory loss, bruises he didn't know he had…
"So
then...that's why-"
"Yes." The spirit answered. "Do
not worry, little one, they were not hurt. They are perfectly fine."
Yami took off his replica of the puzzle from around his neck, letting
it clink on the floor next to the neck belt. The teenager walked to
grab the die again.
'Well, as long as they weren't HURT, I guess…'
"I would NEVER truly hurt them, Yuu-Chan." Yami answered his thought, picking up his jacket and placing it back on. Yuugi said nothing and threw the cube.
Three again.
Yuugi swallowed nervously, removing his jacket. He could just feel the spirits hungry eyes waiting for him to undress. The boy nervously discarded his Millennium Puzzle after tossing the jacket to the floor and began to undo the shirt the apparition gave him. He slowly slipped off the shirt, his bare pale torso now eye candy for the hungry (and sexy, Yuugi might add) spirit in front of him. His violet eyes looked up to Yami to find his crimson eyes burning into his naked chest.
"Beautiful." The spirit whispered lustfully, his eyes glazed over with want. The boy blushed to his ears as he bent down to pick up his two wrist belts, retying them onto his wrists. Yami smirked, licking his lips and holding out his hand, the die appearing.
"My turn." He said, tossing the cube.
Three.
Yami's
crimson eyes widened in surprise and his smirk broadened.
"Well,
then…" he said, dropping his jacket once more. Yuugi blushed.
He was…he was going to…
"How smart my Yuu-Chan is." Yami commented, removing is left wrist belt, letting it drop carelessly on the floor. The compliment just deepened the red stain on the boys face. The spirits eyes narrowed sexily as he began to unbutton his shirt. Yuugi felt his heart beat race and his breathing quicken. "So excited over this? Mmm, I'll LOVE to see how you act at the…END of the game." He chuckled, undoing the last button. The spirit pulled at the middle and pulled the shirt off of his chest for a very red looking Yuugi to gawk at. Letting his arms fall out of the sleeves, he smirked, picked up his neck belt and puzzle and placed both back on, folding his arms.
"Your turn, Yuu-Chan." Yuugi didn't answer, his eyes still devouring the ghosties smooth torso.
"Yuu-Chan?" Yami repeated. Again, no answer. Yami smirked again, picking up the die, and walking over to his host.
"Yuugi." He whispered seductively, running a finger down his arm. Yuugi's breath hitched in his throat and his heart stopped for half a second. The spirit smiled, taking Yuugi's hand and placing the die in his palm.
"It's your turn." He said, smile in place. Yami took a few steps back, letting Yuugi snap out of his daze and throw the die.
Three again.
This didn't look good….
..::Later::..
"You're move, Yuu-Chan." The spirit hummed. Yuugi swallowed hard. The end of the game was close, they could tell.
And they were EVEN.
Yuugi only had one shoe, one sock, his pants and his boxers.
Yami still had one shoe, both socks, pants and whatever he was wearing underneath.
Yuugi preyed it was nothing as he rolled the die, both for the sake of wining the game and for his own…carnal desires.
One.
The boy, sitting on the floor, removed the shoe on his foot, looking to the spirit. Yami just continued to smirk as the die appeared in his hand.
Two.
The apparition removed his shoe and one sock and picked up a belt. Yuugi held out his own hand and the ghost willed the die into his hand. This the spirit started doing a little after Yuugi's shirt left the picture.
"I don't want to tempt myself." The spirit had said. "I like to play every game to the very end."
Yuugi took in a deep shuddering breath at the memory of the spirits voice and rolled the die again.
One again.
Yami snickered a little where he was and willed the die to him again as Yuugi removed his last sock, sitting where he was. The spirit tossed the die.
Two.
"I think I may have met my match." Yami said with a smirk, tossing down the belt and the other sock, picking up a wrist belt.
"Um…a
q-question…" Yuugi wondered. Yami blinked, looking up at his
doppelganger.
"Yes?"
"We…have on the EXACT
same outfit, right?" The sexy ghostie chuckled a little bit.
"There is a slight…MODIFICATION." Yuugi tilted his head in question. "I heard somewhere around the time we were first joined that you feel less comfortable without 'boxers' or 'briefs'." He smirked, rubbing his thighs together. "And they're just SO UNCOMFORTABLE on ME, Yuu-Chan. They're way too TIGHT."
Yuugi blushed.
Crimson eyes flashed.
"But enough about my comfort, I believe this may possibly be the last turn of our game." Yami continued, willing the die into Yuugi's waiting hand. "Good luck, Yuu-Chan." Yuugi swallowed hard, closed his eyes, and preyed as the die slipped from his fingers.
One AGAIN.
Yuugi officially decided that one was his favorite number now as he discarded his pants. Yami's eyes devoured the sight of his thin legs. The spirit caught himself staring, cleared his throat and the die was in his hand. He grinned, tossing the die and letting whatever happened happen.
Three.
Yuugi blinked and rubbed his eyes, checking if he saw it right.
Three.
Yami only had two left.
Yami lost.
Yuugi won.
"Congratulations, Yuu-Chan." The spirit applauded, dropping the wrist belt in his hand to the floor. He smirked. "Have you been waiting for this moment?" he asked as his hands undid the buttons of his leather slacks. He pulled down the zipper slowly, his hands running over to the rim of the pants-
"J-Just take them off already!" Yuugi yelled impatiently. Crimson eyes narrowed discouragingly and his lips curved into a teasing smirk.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, now Yuugi. Patience is a virtue." He scolded lightly as the leather was removed from his legs. As they dropped to the floor, the spirit stood.
And Yuugi stared.
Dear GOD….
"How long have you been wanting?" The spirit asked lustfully, taking long steps toward the object of his desire. "How long have you been waiting?" Yami finally stood over Yuugi, the boys red face as bright as his hypnotic eyes. The poltergeist of the puzzle knelt down in front of him then laid back in a submissive position.
"If you want…you can end it all right here…right now." He whispered, eyes narrowed in lust, body lying for Yuugi to crave and touch and feel and suck and….and….
Ohhh, screw it!
The teenager tentatively crawled over the other, feeling the body heat radiating from the spirits flesh (Hey, an oxymoron). Yuugi positioned himself over Yami, his legs straddling the others hips and his mouth over a nipple. Yuugi took the initiative and took the taut nub into his mouth. Yami leaned his head back on instinct. He gasped a little, relishing the feeling. His hips bucked a little but not enough to make contact. Yuugi toyed with the teat in between his teeth, nibbling, licking, sucking, anything he could manage with it. Yami moaned.
"Yuu-Chan…" A hand moved across the spirits stomach and began to flick and squeeze the other nipple. Another loud breath was heard from the ghost as Yuugi's lips moved downwards. He was loving this right now.
Yami's hips bucked up at the hot contact, arousal meeting arousal. Yuugi moaned in pure want, pushing his erection right back. One cock rubbed the other, hard and waiting for the other to respond. Yuugi shivered as his tongue moved to the naval, dipping in and out, teasing the spirit. The handsome man's head swished from one side to the other, pure desire taking control.
"Yuugi…" He whispered lustfully, eyes clouded in lust. The entirety of his name being said sent another wave of erotic chills down the teenagers spine until…
"What's that noise?" Yuugi asked, looking up from the naval.
BZZZ!
BZZZ!
BZZZ!
"Oh no!" He moaned. "No, no, no, no, no, nooo……"
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"Nooooo!" Yuugi whined, sitting upright in his bed, late-night arousal evident in his sheets. The boy wailed quietly some more, kicking around under his blanket and punching his pillows. Slowly, he emerged from the bed and walked into the bathroom attached to his room.
" Man… 'This is no dream' he said. 'I brought you here' he said. Should have known." Yuugi sighed, walking up to the mirror.
But instead of a sleepy violet, lust-filled crimson poured into his eyes instead.Yuugi yelled in surprise, falling back. A chuckle was heard in the back of his mind. He stood up again, shaken and looked back in the mirror to see…
Yami.
He smirked back at the boy before slowly fading back to the teens own reflection.
"Have a nice day at school, Yuu-Chan."
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Digi12: IT'S DOOOOOOONNNNNNEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!! --pants, exhausted--
Justin:
You were desperate weren't you?
Digi12: --nods, panting still--
Justin:
Was this THAT hard?
Digi12: I don't so smut……. --faints--
Justin: --blank look-- read and review…and hopefully she'll come back to lfie to write it for you. --pokes writer with foot--
