I said a quick incantation that unlocked the shackles around his wrists. They fell hard to the floor and I picked them up gently and kissed his knuckles. He lifted my chin with both hands shaking and stared into my eyes. "I'll give you freedom-" "That's not what I want" "I know that, but I cannot give you what you want…at least…not now." He let his hands fall again and he tried to stand, but he was far too weak to leave on his own, so I helped him.

Once we were outside I put him on a horse and sent him on his way. Something told me I would see him again. Sooner than I wanted to.

Back in my room I found Set waiting for me. "You where with him weren't you." It was more of a statement than a question so I felt no need to say anything. I started to undress when I felt him grab my arm and throw me onto the bed. Before I could utter a sound his lips crashed into mine. He licked my bottom lip asking for entrance and I gave in.

His hands started to caress me and move down my side when I stopped him. "You still won't answer my question." Those words I had so longed to hear, I wanted-no needed to hear him say them. He saw the desperation in my eyes, sighed and rolled off me. "Something tells me you never will" I said standing up to finish changing.

"I'm not going to tell you something just to watch you run off with the pharaoh or some petty thief." I looked at him taken off guard. "You think I have feelings for Atem?!" I sat down on the bed just realizing how long it's been since I heard his thoughts.

"I see the way you two are together-" "That doesn't mean anything-" "But you haven't denied your feelings for the thief." "Because I can't…I don't love him, but I do care about him" "And soon those feelings will get worse" "What are you saying? That my caring for him will soon turn into love?! My dear how dense can you be?" I said turning to him now fully clothed in my nightdress. "You really don't know?" I walked up to him and all he could do was stare me down with hate and hurt in his eyes.

I pushed him so that he was sitting on the edge of the bed and straddled his waist. "It's you. You are the one I care for the most. More than Atem and more than Bakura." It was my turn to stare into his eyes, only mine where filled with nothing but hurt. I grabbed his head and crashed my lips into his. Forcing my tongue into his mouth, I did not expect what he did next. He pulled away and grabbed my hands. He kissed each knuckle and pulled me back into him. But this kiss was different then all the others. It was slow and romantic. But this time I pulled away and pressed my forehead against his. We were both breathing heavily and I whispered, "Say it." Slowly he lifted his head and looked into my eyes and said "I love y-" I barely let him finish before my lips where on his again.

We feel backwards as the kiss became heated and I could feel my body screaming for more. I wanted him, I needed him. And at that moment I was going to do anything to keep him.

I heard something rip, but didn't dare break the kiss to see what it was. But I knew once I felt bare flesh under my fingers. I had ripped off his clothes and it wasn't until he flipped us over and I felt the bed sheets on my back that I knew that I was naked.

Our lips parted and we looked into each others eyes and appreciated the others body. My lips found his neck as his hand found my clit. His fingers moved in delicious circles and I couldn't help but bite into him and taste his essence.

I drank from him and savored the flavor that was him. He entered me, catching me off guard to the point where I pulled away from his neck and moaned in ecstasy. Filling me completely I lost control and started moving my hips with his. Meeting each thrust we formed a rhythm that couldn't be stopped.

But I was getting close and I could tell that he was too. Reaching my climax for the first time I dug my nails into his shoulders, drawing blood, and let my pleasure be known to anyone within earshot.

He collapsed on top of me so he could regain his breath while I gently stroked his hair. "I love you too" I whispered. He turned his face towards me and kissed my lips ever so softly that I pulled his face to me to make sure that it was real, that it would actually last.

We parted and he rolled to the side and wrapped his arms around me. And that's how I slept that night. In the arms of the man I loved. The man that I wanted to spend the rest of my life with. The life that, unfortunately, would never happen.