Trigger Happy

by pork-cutlet-bowl

Determined not to repeat the past, Yugi quickly finds himself in a spiraling, paradoxical relationship with two people he can never seem to figure out, or escape. AU/Mobiumshipping.

4. Oh Atem

Oh dear. Oh dear. OhdearOhdearOhdear.

When Kaiba would eventually catch Yugi all alone, it'll be curtains for him. The lion will pounce his thick, burly claws on his prey. Harsh spats of reprehensible insults will be the undoing that would break Yugi's spirit. Even the frightening possibility of losing his job hung in the air. Yeah. It was just that serious.

He didn't even have time to drop Yami off at his own job. Yugi sped down the road, constantly looking at the clock on his car radio, gripping his steering wheel so hard, the whites of his knuckles manifested on his hands. Future blisters threatened to form on the palm of his hands if he didn't let up and chill out, but facing a pissed off CEO deemed much more of a challenge to deal with than anything else. Yugi constantly checked the rearview mirror to make sure he wasn't being followed or chased by any cops and thank heavens he wasn't because he was sure he was speeding like a bat out of hell.

Yami sat in the passenger seat quiet as a mouse. He knew Yugi was stressed but damn, was Kaiba really that bad? From the way Yugi was panicking, the guy was a modern day Hitler. Who would wanna work for someone like that?

Yami, that's who.

He kept that information to himself until it was time to cross that proverbial bridge. Kaiba Corporation's overbearing skyscraper of a company tower came into view rather quickly which wasn't a surprise considering how fast Yugi was driving. As he pulled into the parking lot however, his phone went off again, indicating that he had a text message. Yugi's heart leaped in his throat but then he calmed once he saw that it was Mokuba again.

I wouldn't come through the employee entrance if I were you. Seto is stalking the place like he's Batman.

Yugi replied back: Aren't you supposed to be in school kid?

I would be if somebody wasn't busy trying to get some ass all through Domino. Seto asked me to fill in for you while you spread your seed all through the city, Mokuba replied.

Fuck you.

Thanks for the offer, but I'm gonna have to decline. I'm still a minor.

Lovely. Yugi was going to have to find another way inside without going through the employee entrance or the front lobby. There were way too many security cameras for Yugi to waltz up in there and not be spotted. Plus, Vivian wasn't too talented at keeping her mouth shut about anything.

However, that gave Yugi an idea though. He dialed the number to Kaiba Corp, punching in the extension that would go through to Tea's line. If anyone knew how to save Yugi's ass, she did.

"Thank you for calling Kaiba Corporation, this is Tea Gardner, how may I direct your call?"

"Hey," Yugi said, rather nonchalantly. "It's me."

"Yugi?" Tea practically yelled into the receiver. "Where the hell are you? You're an hour late for work, Kaiba's gonna—"

"Will you pipe down woman? Don't you think I know that? I'm outside of the building and I need a way to get up to my office without Kaiba seeing me. You think you can help me out?"

Tea scoffed, amused by something that she'd been asked to do probably a million times. "Boy please, this is child's play. I already kinda knew you were gonna be late anyways from what Joey told me."

Yugi grit his teeth. "From what Joey told you—son of a bitch—I didn't tell him anything! What did he say?"

"Well Jaden told Joey about your two new 'friends' and then Joey told me and Vivian and yeah, that's how we know. You gotta be careful what you do in front of that kid, Yugi. News spreads like herpes around here."

I'm gonna light a fire under Jaden's ass when I see him, Yugi thought irritably. But right now he couldn't dwell on that. It wasn't as though Yami was going to stay anyways. Maybe Mokuba could hook him up with a ride back to work or something.

"I'm not going back," Yami muttered, seemingly reading Yugi's thoughts. "I took the day off today."

"Oh . . . well that just made the day a little easier," Yugi marveled, blushing when he locked gazes with Yami. He was still semi recuperating from their tryst a few minutes ago, but when they looked at each other, it took everything in Yugi not to jump Yami's bones right then and there for a second time.

"Yugi who are you talking to?" Tea demanded. Yugi almost forgot that he had her on the phone. Yami was such a delicious distraction.

"Uhh, w-well," he stammered stupidly. "A friend of mine." He immediately winced, wishing he could take that back. He glanced at Yami with an apologetic look but Yami didn't seem fazed at all. He knew Yugi was just trying to cover his own ass so thankfully, Yami took no offense to it.

Especially after they just dry fucked in the back of his car; Yami knew they were more than just "friends".

"I need to get in through the back but Mokuba said that Kaiba is scouring the place looking for me, I guess. How the hell do I get in?"

Tea actually laughed. "That little shit lied to you!" she exclaimed. "Kaiba doesn't walk around looking for employees that are late. Mokuba was just pulling your chain. It shouldn't be a problem coming in the employee entrance."

It figured that Mokuba would bring Yugi to a heart attack for no reason. After saying his goodbyes to Tea and mentally beating himself up for not catching on to the prank sooner, Yugi and Yami headed towards the side of the enormous structure of Kaiba Corp towards the employee entrance. Though Yugi seemed to be in the clear, it wouldn't have mattered. Since he was late, all meetings and training classes would probably have to be rescheduled for a later date or even canceled if Yugi's luck was really that bad. But he was usually a quick thinker and even quicker planner. That wouldn't have mattered to Kaiba, though. Punctuality was at the top of the list and Yugi had already screwed up for the day.

After looking to his left and his right, Yugi punched in the employee code. Yami stood to the side until Yugi opened the door and then followed him in. The lobby looked sort of like a garage, a colorless foyer of only bland concrete floor. No decorative portraits or fancy wallpaper or beautiful chandelier like there was on the upper floors, which meant that this room was only built for transport to the other levels of the building. There were three elevator doors to the left, but other than that, and the extremely long, narrow hallway with another door in the far distance, there was nothing else present.

This lobby always gave Yugi the creeps. He quickly pressed the up button on the middle elevator and watched the numbers appear on display. Right now, the elevator was on the fifth floor, so it wouldn't take long for it to come down. He nervously stood with his sweaty hands in his pockets, hating the awkward silence between he and Yami, especially after what they just did, but Yugi felt unnerved about the whole thing. He wasn't sure what Yami's mood would be about fooling around but from the half smirk on his face, he didn't seem to be annoyed.

"Are we going up to your office now?" he asked Yugi.

"Y-Yeah," Yugi stuttered. "I have to check my e-mails and things like that and also reschedule some meetings and conferences that were planned for today. I just hope I can get all that done before Kaiba pays me a visit."

"Pay you a visit?" Yami echoed, slightly amused. "What, is he your babysitter or something?"

"He just likes to throw his weight around here sometimes," Yugi replied, chucking. "Thank you, by the way."

Yami arched an eyebrow. "For what?"

"For letting me help you," replied Yugi, slowly inching his way to Yami. "I know that must have been so hard to keep in all this time."

"Yeah well . . ." Yami's voice trailed off, slightly blushing as he looked down at the floor. He was never really good as expressing himself at all. Talking about feelings was uncomfortable, but he hoped that Yugi knew what he was trying to say.

Yugi brushed a hand across Yami's lower arm. It made him shiver, but he welcomed the touch. Yugi then moved even closer to him and wrapped an arm around Yami's waist. His fingers tickled across a field of youthful muscles, ascending and descending to assess the entire landscape of Yami's body. Yugi couldn't help himself. The sample that he got earlier that day just made him hungrier for the main course. The more he touched Yami, the hotter the furnace between his legs grew, until it flamed unbearably in his groin.

Likewise, Yami was starting to get aroused by Yugi touching and squeezing him. As the elevator reached the bottom floor, and the door opened, he unceremoniously grabbed Yugi by the hips and rushing inside before the doors closed on them. Yugi cried out when his back slammed into the elevator walls, but he was immediately plastered with hard, passionate kisses all over his neck and collarbone.

"So you're ready for round two huh?" Yami growled sensually, slipping his hand under Yugi's shirt.

"Fuck yes," Yugi replied with a shaky, breathless moan, allowing Yami to slip his tongue in his mouth, no questions asked. It didn't take long for Yami to pin Yugi against the wall and start grinding into him again. Their fingers intertwined as Yami planted Yugi's hands over his head, while sucking on his neck and thrusting into him at the same time. After that, Yugi couldn't stop moaning. He gripped his legs tighter around Yami's thighs and cried out in euphoria each time he felt Yami's pulsating pelvic thrusts assault his lower region.

"Wait . . . Mmm, Yami, wait," Yugi pleaded, biting his lower lip, the aching throbbing sensation almost becoming too much for him. "Let's wait until I get in my office. There's a camera in this elevator."

A lustful, carnal gleam darkened in Yami's crimson irises. He smiled evilly and rewarded Yugi with a wet kiss for his sinful idea. "Which number do I press?"

"Seventeen."

"Hmmm, seventeen?" Yami hummed playfully, backing Yugi against the wall again and burying his face into his neck. "I wonder if I can make you cum that many times."

Holy shit. That statement definitely took Yugi's breath away. The elevator seemed to take longer to get to Yugi's level the more he was dying for his escapade with Yami to continue. He had to contend with his actual work and maybe dealing with his angry cousin for a few hours, but once that was done, all bets were off.

Luckily for the both of them, Kaiba was nowhere to be found on the seventeenth floor. Yugi and Yami straightened their shirts and pants out so they wouldn't garner suspicion and possible backlash for fooling around in the elevator. Yugi was still somewhat known as innocent despite having a child, and he didn't want to ruin that image, especially since he had such a heavy responsibility for an important position.

The Human Resources department was busy this day, which was no surprise. Mondays were usually the most awful days to work. Yugi tried his hardest to make a beeline for his office with Yami in tow without being noticed for his tardiness. The secretaries sitting at their cubicles seemed too preoccupied on the phone to notice them anyways, on top of Yugi's other coworkers who were most likely busy conducting interviews or scheduling them. Easy peasy. Yugi would have to be left with the more difficult shit.

People passed by the two in a fog, too busy to acknowledge either Yugi or Yami's presence. At first it boggled Yugi's mind but then he realized that it wouldn't have been this way if he weren't late. Feeling immediate guilt, he grabbed Yami's hand and bolted towards his office. He shuffled for the keys in his pockets, cursing when they dropped to the floor. Yami sniggered behind Yugi, amused by how impatient he was about getting inside. He knew why Yugi was acting in haste and Yami couldn't blame him. He was just as anxious, if not more, to get it on.

"Are you sure no one will hear us?" Yami asked as Yugi opened the double swinging doors inward.

"Yeah, my doors are soundproof—Atem?! What are you doing here?"

Yugi almost choked on his own breath when he opened the doors and Atem was sitting right on top of his cherry oak desk, wearing a Nike Hybrid black sleeveless basketball shirt and black training shorts. For some reason, Atem had no shoes on. He was only wearing black socks, and in his hand was a glass half full of some kind of beverage—wine most likely. It was red, almost matching the color of his own eyes which made the scene look even more dashing from where Yugi and Yami were standing. The ceiling-to-ground windows on the opposite end of Yugi's office were tinted a little darker than Yugi remembered from the last time he was in here. Soft, classical music was playing in the background, and Yugi noticed a table covered in a white tablecloth with two chairs on either side with a candle in the middle near the far end of the office. A dark grey sofa bed with complimentary sheets sat near the opposite end on the back wall near the bathroom, which held a shower inside, with a bowl of cherries sitting smack dab in the middle. Rose petals were plastered on the royal blue carpet, leading a pathway from the doorway to the bed and also into the shower which intrigued Yugi immensely. Atem walked toward the two and dimmed the lights from the switch near the door, and then taking a sip of his wine before speaking.

"Well," he mused with husk and no doubt libido in his voice. "I wasn't expecting an extra person, but I can always make room for one more."

Yami's eyelids elevated in surprise. He didn't expect that kind of reception but considering how hard his dick was, he really didn't care at this point how he got off. Plus, Atem was pretty hot looking anyways. That deep and rich caramel skin was to die for. Ripples of solid muscles from Atem's arms down to his calves probably felt like heaven when rubbed against Yami's skin. And oh God, those lips. They were juicy and plump enough for Yami to suck them right off.

"What do you say we get this party started?" Atem suggested. "I've been wanting to fuck the both of you since we first met."

Yugi swallowed harder than normal. He knew there was a strong sexual tension between he and Atem but he wasn't aware that he was attracted to Yami too! Oh damn, this was gonna be his best fuck yet.

But there was a slight problem. Though the room had changed aesthetically, this was still an office in which Yugi worked. He still had duties to fulfill and anyone could knock on the door at any given time and interrupt what they were trying to do. Heaven forbid if that was Mokuba or even Kaiba, and if that were to occur, Yugi could assume he was pretty much out of a job.

Maybe having sex here wasn't such a good idea.

"Nothing would please me more," Yugi replied softly. "But I'm supposed to be working and I was already an hour late before I got here."

"How come?" Atem asked. "Stuck in traffic?"

"Oh, he got stuck in something all right," Yami snickered, hiding his mouth to stifle his smile. Yugi glared at him but didn't say anything. He figured Atem would put two and two together and figure out what went down.

"I met him down at the memorial park and we talked. And . . . things got kinda heated," Yugi said, blushing as he reminisced. "In the backseat of my car."

"Is that so? So you guys went ahead and started without me? Now I'm sad," Atem teased with mock hurt. "And I set up all this for nothing."

"It wasn't like I planned it," Yugi said in defense. "It just kinda happened. And Yami looked so good . . ."

"Yeah, I can see why anyone would want this fine piece of ass," Atem said, winking at Yami as he looked him up and down. "Damn, can I have a sample too?"

"Careful," Yugi warned. "He bites."

Atem grinned slyly. "I sure hope so."

Yami bit his lip flirtatiously as Atem stalked closer to him. The two came together, closing their eyes and pressing their lips together and letting their hands explore each other's bodies. Yugi watched in agony as Atem gripped Yami's ass and pulled his hips closer to his causing Yami to moan in his mouth. While his mouth was open, Atem took the opportunity to slip his tongue right inside. Yami moaned in surprised but them hummed in pleasure once he tasted the pink muscle play with the roof of his mouth. Atem played with the hem of Yami's pants, twirling his fingers around the rim and inserting his hand inside.

"Shit," Yami hissed through clenched teeth. Atem was fondling his dick, touching the tip and massaging the head as small amounts of precum squirted through, dripping down Atem's hand. Yami's face bore a deep crimson red, aching for more as his heart rate climbed to tremendous heights.

"Fuck . . . I wanna fuck . . ." he whispered wantonly, hitching a breath when Atem stared at him with equally lustful eyes. They broke their kiss and looked over at Yugi, who looked as ready for a fuck as a late night prostitute. He had his hands in his pants and was about to pleasure himself when he was caught in the headlights.

"Why don't you join us?" Atem offered. "We have plenty of room for you here, Yugi."

Music to his ears. Yugi skirted over towards his two lovers and stood in between them. He was facing Atem, with his chest area in clear view and Yugi couldn't resist laying a hand all over his pectorals, purring in satisfaction at the hardness and solidity of Atem's chest. He heard a low growl from Atem and Yugi raised his hand to his neck and rubbed the nape. Meanwhile from behind, Yami pressed himself right against Yugi's ass, feeling immediate hardness from him and softness from Yugi's backside clashing together. Yugi gasped, moaned, feeling his personal space bubble dissolve in the air, sandwiched in between these two.

"Let me see how you taste," Atem proposed with a husky drone. Closer and closer did his lips approach Yugi's, almost a painfully slow descent towards Yugi's willing mouth. Yugi felt his face grow hot with anticipation, his heart thumping so loud that he could hear it in his ears and his knees ready to give out on him. Yami continued to massage his backside and every now and then plant a supple kiss on the back of Yugi's neck, purring at the warmth and humidity of his skin against his lips.

The smell of sex filled the air before anything was even getting started. Yugi perched his hands on either of Atem's shoulders while leaning back into Yami and resting on his collarbone. Atem dove his lips on top of Yugi's, making the younger man whimper with burning desire, hotter than any flame could furnish. Atem recoiled, only for a second, but that was a second too much for Yugi, who then progressed his head forward to meet Atem's, combining their slick mouths and hot tongues, rolling over the other.

. . . So much that they barely heard the knock at the door.

Yami was the first to notice, but he thought that since his own thoughts were clouded and smoky with unbridled lust, that he was hallucinating. It wasn't until the knocks got louder did he realize that he wasn't. The knock was also loud enough to break Yugi and Atem from their make-out session.

Yugi's stomach churned. Whoever was at the door, no matter who it was, could easily blackmail him and extort him for whatever they wanted, lest Yugi wanted Kaiba to know what was going on behind closed doors. And that's the last thing Yugi wanted.

The trio broke away from each other as the unknown person kept knocking and knocking, much to their chagrin. It figured that right when they were about to get it popping, someone would play the role of cock blocker. Yugi hissed at both Yami and Atem to hide somewhere until he could dismiss the asshole at the door after making up some excuse about being busy with work or something. The room was dim so Yugi couldn't see where they went, but he also had to straighten out his clothes so they wouldn't scream, I-was-just-about-to-get-fucked-silly-until-you-interrupted-me-so-now-I-have-blue-balls-thanks-to-you.

Yugi hoped, prayed, begged that the person at the door wasn't Kaiba. It would be his damn luck if it were. He wouldn't have even cared if Mokuba had decided to come and fuck with him some more and crack a few jokes at his expense. At least Yugi could handle the kid's banter.

Today must have been his unlucky day. It was Kaiba.

Feeling his stomach tie up in knots, Yugi once again adjusted his pants and neckband, feeling out of his element due to what just almost happened and if he had anything to do with it, was going to happen if it was the last thing he did that day. Kaiba's shadowy profile stood on the other side of the door with such authority and stoic grace. Yugi could clearly see him standing with his arms crossed at the door, daring Yugi to open it, if he knew what was good for him.

Taking deep cleansing breaths, Yugi grabbed both handles of the double doors and pulled. The bone chilling air made him quake but he quickly recovered when he exchanged glances with those cold, unforgiving cobalt eyes in Seto Kaiba. Kaiba was wearing a black single-breasted two buttoned Signoria suit, crisp ivory white dress shirt and black leather lace up shoes. To say that Kaiba looked like a billion dollars was an understatement. He was always dressed to kill no matter what occasion, but on such a regular day, Yugi though the guy was overdoing it. There wasn't anything special going on that he knew of, unless Kaiba was keeping it on the down low for his own arbitrary reasons. With him, you never knew.

"K-Kaiba," Yugi stammered, coming to attention quick so that his cousin didn't see him jump a little at his presence. "I thought your species only came out at night."

"Very funny half pint," the CEO snorted, making a face when he noticed the décor around Yugi's office wasn't his usual setting but he didn't speak nor care too much. "Did Joey lend you that line?"

"Maybe, maybe not," Yugi answered, dismissing the mild insult with a shrug. "What can I help you with today, Mr. Kaiba?"

"You should know. I want those interviews conducted. I already know you haven't hired anyone for the graphics department, mailroom, or maintenance team. Do you even have any prospectors, Yugi? Do you at least have that much?"

"I was actually getting ready to call one of them now," Yugi lied as he walked towards his desk. He turned on his heel and walked towards his desk to hide his guilty visage from Kaiba. The last thing he needed was to get into more trouble.

When he actually sat down in his leather appointed desk chair, Yugi took a casual glance at the floor and nearly dropped dead.

Atem was sitting right underneath the desk! He had his knees brought up to his chest with his thick arms wrapped around them, as his head rested backwards. Yugi's face immediately paled when he saw Atem but then when Atem winked at him sexily, Yugi could hardly take a breath in. His heart palpitated like a hammer in his chest and for a second or two, forgot that Kaiba was standing right in front of the desk, scrutinizing the strange change of Yugi's behavior all of a sudden. And of course he spoke up about it.

"What's with you all of a sudden?" he asked. "Are you gonna make that phone call or what?"

"Huh, what?" Yugi's head shot up, and he masked the panic on his face with a painted, fake smile. To distract Kaiba, he rolled his chair towards the desk and sat upright, crossing his legs underneath the desk. Yugi then intertwined his fingers and sat them on top, trying his hardest to keep his gasps in every time he felt Atem grazing his leg. In hindsight, Yugi knew that sooner or later Atem would try something but hopefully after Kaiba left the office.

Kaiba made an unamused face as he glared suspiciously at his cousin. "Make the damn calls and schedule the interviews. Today."

"R-r-right," Yugi stammered, feeling heat pool between his legs as he felt Atem pry them open with his hands. Yugi's skin crawled and he reflexively tried to shut his legs closed again but his breath hitched when Atem wouldn't let that happen. Yugi grimaced when he felt fingers go up inside his pant leg and every muscle in his body froze in fear at what Atem was going to do. It wouldn't have been so bad if Kaiba wasn't literally standing right in front of them, and if he saw this guy under the table, Yugi would lose his job for sure.

And who knows where the hell Yami was.

Yugi continued to grin uncharacteristically at Kaiba from on top of the table, while under it, Atem spread his thighs open apart a little bit more. Even clothed, he could see Yugi's swollen erection plain as day and Atem licked his lips seductively before leaning in to kiss Yugi between his legs. Yugi squirmed and fidgeted as subtle as he could, all the while tapping his fingers on the table and listen to Kaiba rant about . . . whatever the hell he was griping about. Yugi wasn't really listening. He was too busy trying not to have an orgasm while Atem played with him under the desk.

"So I want you to call that Duke fellow back. I'm not too fond of him, but I've seen his work. If he's not too incompetent, childish and annoying and his background checks out, bring him on board. I just need that position filled before the convention in two months."

Duke? Where did he hear that name before? Yugi couldn't even entertain that thought right now. "Oh—O—Oh! That's—that's fine!" Yugi replied sporadically despite Kaiba's suspicious arched eyebrow, flinching each time Atem grabbed his painfully hard dick and gave it a tug. Even the slightest touch was sending Yugi over the edge and close to a climax. He sat on the edge of his seat as Atem groped and cupped his clothed member underneath, with curious fingers exploring, rubbing and gripping the base all the way to head, over and over again, even putting his mouth on the tip and licking it like a insatiable vampire. Yugi's toes curled inside his dress shoes and he bit the inside of his cheek to prevent from moaning or screaming because at this point, he was going to cream his pants any second now. He scooted his chair up a few more inches, indicating to Atem to fuck with him even more regardless of the risk involved. Yugi figured that if the guy got him off then and there and his orgasm face wasn't too bizarre looking, Kaiba wouldn't notice, but that would be a miracle within itself.

His hips automatically buckled when Atem decided to explore under Yugi's prostate—the most sensitive area on his body, and Yugi nearly twisted his face up in sheer euphoria but when he locked eyes with Kaiba again, he changed his expression quickly.

"What's with you Muto? You look like you're having explosive diarrhea in your pants," Kaiba frowned.

Oh, he was going to explode alright. "Y-yeah, I'm not f-f-feeling t-t-too w-well," Yugi stuttered, shockwaves of pleasure running through his veins each time he felt Atem fondle his penis or his prostate with a achingly teasing stroke. Sweat glistened from the back of his neck and each time Yugi felt the significant urge to buck his hips, he bit on his cheek to calm himself down. He couldn't let Kaiba see what was really going on right in front of his face.

"Well go take care of your….whatever and get to work. I want this shit done today—"

"Today, today, yes Kaiba I gooooot you!" Yugi's voice raised an octave when he felt Atem's burly hands grip his balls hard enough to make him sound like a bitch. He was praying that Kaiba would leave after that because there wasn't much more he could hold back after feeling that adrenaline rush.

Kaiba snorted and rolled his eyes, coming to the conclusion that Yugi was under the weather or something or maybe the guy finally lost his damn mind or something. Either way, the task had better be complete by the end of the day.

When he exited the room, Yugi released the longest sigh in history. He immediately looked down at Atem, who had now come from under the desk sitting on his knees in front of Yugi with wanton wine colored eyes. He was breathless and somewhat pale and he brought both of his arms on top of Yugi's thighs, passing him a wink.

"I felt how bad you wanted to come," he whispered darkly. "How bout me and your friend there finish the job?"

Shit. Yugi forgot that Yami was here also! But before he had a chance to speak, Atem stood up over him, towering over him with a sinful intent to not let him leave that room until he was completely ravished. Yugi tried his hardest to take in large gulps of needed air but Atem was barely giving him room to breathe. Eventually Yugi was forced to stand up to face Atem, face red as a tomato all the way down to his neck, breath caught in his throat when he needed it the most but it failed him. He nearly tripped over the chair legs when Atem started to back him up towards the back wall near the sofa bed and bathroom. Atem licked his chops, breathing heavily in Yugi's face and grinning once he looked up and saw Yami standing a few feet behind and it wasn't until Yugi felt Yami's presence did he gasp and realize what he was up against. Yami's solid pectorals pressed against Yugi's shoulder blades and his nipples immediately hardened once coming into contact with Yugi's body.

Any feeble protest that Yugi had conjured up in his head all became a faint memory, and any attempt to even form any words melded into a pool of nothingness. In the front, he had an athletic built, caramel and chocolate blended specimen of a man, willing to unleash whatever unbridled sexual frustration that he had buried within his core completely on Yugi; in the rear, a slimmer yet toned and healthy set man with a statuesque sculpture of raw sexual appeal on two legs that, not surprisingly enough, both Yugi and Atem were eager to sit in between.

Literally sandwiched in between the two, Yugi receded. He couldn't and wouldn't resist such a force that he knew he had no chance against. Down below his waistline, he felt hardness from both Yami and Atem and the heated passion seemed to have increased tenfold once the three realized how horny they were.

Atem was the first one to make a move. He forced both Yugi and Yami back on the sofa bed after placing the bowl of cherries on the floor, with Yugi sitting on Yami's lap. Yami held Yugi around his waist securely, not to make sure that he wouldn't get away, but to make him witness everything that was to happen to him. Yugi's body tightened in between fear and unchaste anticipation. He knew in the back of his mind that it was wrong to have sex in his office, but the part of his brain that dealt with rationality had since long gone.

Atem leaned on his knees and spread Yugi's legs apart, crawling in between them. Yugi uttered a light whimper, feeling his pants tighten and his legs shake waiting for the unknown. Atem pressed his lips on Yami's for a brief few seconds, making sure that Yugi heard the moan escape from his lips and letting his tongue hang out when he and Yami broke their kiss. That made Yugi want them even more than he did a few seconds ago. But for some reason, Yugi couldn't bring himself to ask for more. His mouth wouldn't cooperate.

His blood ran cold when Atem looked down at him. He had a stare of absolute lust and impurity in those dilated eyes of his. Yugi could no longer just stare at him any longer, so he wrapped his hands around Atem's neck and pulled him down for a kiss. At the same time, he felt Yami's hands travel down the side of his body and caress his hips, descending until he reached Atem's ass, giving it a squeeze. Hearing the hums and gasps migrate in between Yugi and Atem's mouths made Yami's own eyes dark with blind desire. Without thinking, he pushed Atem's weight down on Yugi's causing his hips to grind against the others.

"Oh shit….oh fuck," was all Atem could muster when he felt a powerful surge throughout his body. His face was near bloodshot red, flushed with fever and want.

"….You shouldn't have done that," he growled to Yami as he lifted himself back up on his knees and aggressively went for Yugi's belt. Yami's eyes widened in surprise but once Atem gave him that look of animalism, he got the hint. With consent, Yugi allowed Atem to roughly remove his trousers, but gasped when Atem ordered Yami to stand up with Yugi still in his arms.

"What are you doing—"

"Shhhh…." Atem cooed Yugi, placing an index finger over his moist mouth. "Don't speak boy, there's not much blood flowing to my brain."

He was seemingly going through a metamorphosis and Yugi could see Atem's near desperation to fuck his brains out. He had Yugi by the legs while Yami had him under his arms. Yugi's pants were at his ankles where his stiffened member was now standing at attention, waiting to be pleased. Atem took one look at it, then at Yami and then past him towards the opened bathroom door. Yami followed the trail of Atem's eyes and immediately lit up, knowing what was on his mind.

"Bathroom," Atem commanded softly, although Yami didn't need to be instructed on where to go. He began walking backwards inside the darkened room with a squirming Yugi in his arms, protesting that the lovemaking should be done on top of the bed. Yami shushed him again, covering Yugi's eyes while nipping his jawline with pliant kisses to pacify him as he headed towards the shower with his back against the wall.

The entire restroom was nearly pitch dark and all Yami could see was an oval mirror sitting above a very concave sink with two faucets. But he only got to glance over at it for two seconds before his back hit the tile wall of the shower. He removed his hand from Yugi's eyes and held him at his waist even firmer than before so that Yugi couldn't get away. Yami had no idea what Atem was up to but he was sure he was going to find out soon.

"Where are we?" Yugi asked with the smallest voice. "Why is it so dark in here?"

"You should know where we are little one," Atem growled, removing Yugi's pants, and placing his legs on his shoulders. "Now be a good boy and relax."

"Wait, wait, what are you doing? No wait, please," Yugi whined when he saw Atem bring his head deeper and deeper between his legs, stopping at his erection. He clenched his jaw, his head clouded in the unknown as he rested on Yami's shoulder, taking in deep breaths, as if that was going to help. "Please."

"You're gonna have to keep that mouth of yours closed unless you're screaming out my name little one," said Atem with a heavy voice.

"Or mine," Yami added, bringing his lips to Yugi's earlobe and cupping his hips to keep them down. Atem grabbed the shaft of Yugi's dick, wetting his lips before opening his mouth to welcome in the stiff, fleshy member inside. Yugi stared in wide-eyed horror, while Yami had a wanton gleam in his eyes as he watched Atem take most of Yugi into his mouth. Yugi immediately threw his head back on Yami's shoulder and moaned into the damp air, fighting the urge to thrust his hips up but Yami made certain that Yugi was going to stay in place. Atem pulled Yugi's dick from his mouth halfway, taking in streams of breath in between sucking and slurping him in, and after a few seconds, inserting Yugi's entire member inside his mouth again, feeling the increase in volume, filling Atem up to the roof of his mouth. He pulled Yugi out a little bit to prevent the gag reflex, drinking him up harder once he got to the tip and then using his mouth to massage the shaft and part of the base. Yugi felt every single inch of himself go inside of Atem's mouth, instinctively gripping his hair as leverage whenever he felt a tug or pull that he couldn't deal with alone.

Yugi then felt water rain down on the three of them. Part of him was relieved because he was worried that all of this stimulation would leave him overheated. Yami turned on the shower to make the situation even sexier than it already was.

"Ohhh…oh God yes," Yugi moaned, attempting to breathe raggedly through his mouth as he could no longer through his nose anymore. He was curling his toes when Yami began to play with his prostate, tightening his grip on Atem's hair even harder as he was now being assaulted doubly. Yami took his fingers and danced around Yugi's unprepared tight passage, not fully inserting them inside but teasing enough to make Yugi whine like a baby.

"Fuck, don't do that," he hissed, moaning in surprise when Atem gently bit down on his dick. He felt his abdomen pool, which meant that orgasm was vastly approaching but Yugi tried his hardest to hold it off.

"Don't do what?" Yami teased. "This?"

"Shit!" Yugi cried out when Yami once again swiveled his fingers around the ring of tight muscles but refused to enter inside the passage, teasing Yugi painfully and making him nothing but more frustrated. "Ohhh God please, Y-Yami don't—"

His speech was cut off by his own screaming when his dick hit the back of Atem's throat and he felt the extra tug behind his efforts to get Yugi off. Yami forced Yugi's hips back down when he bucked them up. Atem felt the warmth of precum drip into his mouth and he gladly swallowed up the juices before he continued. His head jerked up and down, increasing in velocity before Yugi couldn't help but push on the back of Atem's head down on his near explosive erection.

Yami smacked his hand. "We'll have none of that here," he scolded and grabbed both of Yugi's wrists to restrain him.

"No! No, please, please, please, I need to…I need to!" Yugi groaned and moaned into Yami's ear, feeling insanity creep up in his mind if he didn't come then and there. By this time, Atem was sucking and eating him up as if Yugi was on the menu. Each suck brought Yugi closer and closer to his limits, and he couldn't stay immobile. His body twitched and jerked as if he was being possessed and Yami was having more and more trouble keeping him still.

"You need to what?" asked Yami, smirking when Atem winked at him and took his fingers, tickling Yugi's sack below, causing a piercing whine to escape his lips.

"I…need to…I can't….I can't…"

"Can't what?" Yami said.

By this time, Yugi was certain that Yami and Atem were playing a cruel trick on him. Atem was sucking the living daylights out of him and Yugi had no outlet, thanks to Yami. Both were holding him down so that he couldn't escape.

"I'm…I'm gonna—!" Yugi screamed, as he let out the loudest moan before his body stiffened, ejecting his seed into Atem's mouth, legs shaking like an earthquake, and feeling every ounce of his energy exit his body through the orgasm. Right away, Yugi let all of his weight go and was dropped gently on the shower floor, slumped over in exhaustion.

He felt drained after that. Absolutely drained of all bodily fluids and Yugi could've sworn that Atem sucked the entire soul out of his body with that maneuver. God, it felt invigorating. He could do nothing else but lie on his side in a fetal position as the cascading water did little to cool Yugi off. Breathing desperately through his mouth and eyes half lidded, for some reason Yugi didn't feel completely satiated. In the back of his clouded reasoning, he was hoping Yami and Atem would be feeling the same way too, especially since they didn't get off yet.

"Tired are we?" Atem queried, chuckling when Yugi flicked him off. "That's a shame. Especially since we're just getting started."

"Wha…?" Yugi replied weakly, lifting his head up but saw nothing but two shadows standing above him.

Before he knew it, he was lying flat on his back on the sofa bed with Yami sitting in between his legs. Everything had happened so quickly that Yugi didn't know what was going on until he noticed Yami with nothing on from the waist down. Atem was kneeling behind Yami holding his hips, giving his ass an occasional hump here and there to get him ready for the inevitable. Yugi's vision was still hazy at best because he was still recuperating from his last high and he was yet to come down. Everything felt so good, so relaxing that Yugi never wanted to lose this feeling.

He smiled at Yami, unaware that Atem had gotten up to retrieve a bottle of lube from his pants and returned to hand it to Yami. Yugi had his eyes closed, humming contently to himself when he felt a cold chill stop him in his tracks.

"Haaa…!" he cried out.

"Shhh, shhh, it's okay Yugi, it's just something I'm sure you're used to already, just relax," Yami said, coddling him. It was strange that he felt so nurturing towards someone that he was throwing insults at earlier in the day. Yami never imagined he'd be in Yugi's office room about to fuck his brains out, but he supposed that's just how things worked out.

"S-s-s-so cold," Yugi wheezed, arching his back slightly when he felt Yami's coated fingers inside of him, massaging his tense muscles apart. Yami leaned down and canoodled Yugi's neck with supple kisses, feeling the vibrations in Yugi's neck when he moaned Yami's name. Likewise, Atem caked his own two fingers and inserted them inside Yami's own passage, hissing in amazement at the tight channel.

"Damn boy," he marveled. "You must not get very much action back here."

Yami blushed a deep crimson red. "What makes you say that?"

Atem fingered around the clenched hole, earning a hitched breath from Yami for his actions. "Trust me, I can tell."

Yami tried his hardest to concentrate on probing Yugi open enough to a comfortable level, threading and kneading his rigid and narrow muscles apart, slowly but at a steady pace, growing with eagerness every time Yugi uttered a faint moan or gasp, and especially when he arched his back, which for some reason, turned Yami on even more. Atem was a little bit brash about getting Yami ready for entrance inside his body. He didn't want to wait too long to get this thing started and there wasn't enough bloodflow to his brain to tell him to slow down.

"Ssssss, shit," Yugi sighed, conflicted with the feeling of pleasure and pain invading his insides, not knowing which sensation to embrace more. They both felt so elating and arousing that it was hard to almost distinguish the two. Yami leaned down once again and pecked Yugi's neck and jawline with ample kisses as Atem finally finished preparing him from behind.

Atem said nothing as he hoisted Yami's hips in the right position and slowly, ever so slowly pushed himself in. Yami's mouth hung open as if he wanted to produce a sound, but nothing came out. Yugi looked up at him with worry, hoping that Atem wasn't hurting him, and the look on his face was unreadable. Yami's eyes shut tight as Atem filled him entirely, his dick increasing in volume up to fill his entire passage.

"You okay?" Atem asked him, kissing behind his ear for comfort.

"Yeah, yeah," Yami replied quickly, inhaling deeply before he opened his crimson eyes again and looked down at Yugi. Authentic passion exchanged in between the two as Yami bent down to collide his lips with Yugi's. The searing heat between their legs only amplified the wet, sloppy kiss as Yami held nothing back when he slipped his exotic tongue past Yugi's lips. Yugi held a moan in the back of his throat, making sure to make himself completely open to Yami, rewarding him with subtle upward thrusts against his groin as payment for his thermal kiss.

What Yami was really doing was distracting him with that kiss, for he was going to do to Yugi what Atem just got finished doing to him. Yami cupped Yugi's cheeks, pivoting his mouth back and forth, fighting for dominance of Yugi's own mouth with his tongue, and occasionally biting down gently on his bottom lip. Slow and sedated, Yami propelled inside of Yugi with only a light tap on his shoulder as a warning. Yugi's muscles instantaneously clamped together, but then he forced his body to relax once he felt Yami's thick, fleshy member capture his innards. Yugi moaned, not knowing how to handle the weight of the appendage but at the same time, he knew he didn't want it to stop.

Yami tried his hardest not to fuck right away. Yugi felt so damn tight and fitting, like a hot sauna being used for the first time. Burying his face in Yugi's neck, he took deep breaths for himself and for Yugi.

"Still feels like a virgin," Yami whispered, warranting a cold shiver down Yugi's spine with his wanton tone. Yugi's thought process was reduced to a puddle, thus he couldn't respond. But he knew what was about to come.

As usual, Atem made the first move. He pulled out of Yami, but not completely, holding his hips for leverage, and marveling at the wetness Yami produced before anything even happened. Without warning, he pressed himself back inside, hearing Yami cry out in glory. His hips thrusted unexpectedly against Yugi's in a ripple effect, causing both Yami and Atem's strokes to be in sync with each other.

"Oh fuck, do that again," Yami mewled, gripping the bed sheets on either side of Yugi's head.

Atem complied, this time making his force a little harder, as he could no longer hold back anymore. Grasping him, Atem pulled out of Yami and Yami mirrored his movements, pulling out of Yugi, not even mentally aware that he was doing it. A wave of giddiness assaulted Yugi when he felt Yami thrust back inside when Atem drove back into Yami.

Each movement triggered the next in a never-ending cycle. Desperate, pleading moans and cries filled the air that mainly came from Yugi as Yami and Atem were more skilled in keeping everything in, at least until the end. Wet slaps of skin against skin compelled both Yami and Atem to make their grinding that much more powerful, losing their grip on reality the hotter, wetter and harder their overwhelming thrust became. And Yugi could do nothing but lie there on his back, legs spread like an eagle and quivering violently against his will. These two men were giving him the ultimate pleasure of a lifetime. He squirmed each time Yami's slick, fiery arousal penetrated him and not knowing what else to do except to meet his extraordinary thumps with those of his own, but proved fruitless as Yugi could barely keep up with anything.

Atem was relentless as he pounded Yami from behind. Occasional slaps on his ass and unforgivable words hissed in his ear only provoked Yami to beg Atem to fuck him harder. Atem's languid thrusts were sending Yami over the edge with clouded obscurity. He gripped the white sheets in his hands so firmly that they were sure to rip at any given moment. Meanwhile, Yugi's head made a dent in the pillow underneath him each time he arched his back, unaware of the tears that sprawled down his cheek and entering into his ear, given the angle of his head. Like a frightened child, he held onto Yami's forearms and took the massive weight the best he could.

"Ohhh!" Yugi was sobbing. He was actually sobbing. Never in his life had he felt so much completion with two total strangers. His chest swelled and head felt foggy but he couldn't fight back the tears. Embarrassed, he threw his forearm over his misty eyes, this feeling being alien and scary to him. Yugi had never been this emotional during sex and now of all times, he had no idea why he was feeling this way. He couldn't put his finger on it.

Yami removed Yugi's arm and kissed his cheek, licking the tears away. "Uh uh, let me see that pretty face. Don't hide it from me."

"Yami, please I can't—"

"Shhh….yes you can. Don't give me that. Let me see those eyes. Mmm, beautiful."

Yami could help but to ravage Yugi with even more kisses after that. For some reason his vulnerability turned him on and made him want to bring Yugi an even more explosive orgasm. Yami took Yugi's wrists and anchored them above his head grunting and groaning each time Atem pulverized him relentlessly. He temporarily lost his concentration when Atem filled him, pre-ejaculate and all, but once his hazed vision returned to normal, Yami went right back to tapping Yugi.

"Ohh! God!...please," Yugi couldn't help but moan incessantly. He tried to free his wrists, but Yami just pinned him down harder.

"Not until you come," Yami whispered in his ear. "Come for me Yugi."

"I…..I….fuck!" Yugi could barely form complete sentences as long as Yami kept pushing into him as hard as he was. Not to mention Atem's own furious grinding hips were sending Yami into mental oblivion.

"Come for me Yugi," Yami repeated, almost begging, making sure he brought the sensual undertone right into Yugi's ear.

"T-too much," Yugi moaned, reaching the brink of his endurance. "Please, it's too much."

"It's never too much," Yami insisted with a low growl. "Now do as I say Yugi. Come…"

"You too," Atem said from behind, cursing and gritting his teeth when he felt the bottom of his abdomen pool and swell. "Fuck…."

Yami felt Atem's dick expanding inside of him, ready to unload. Pushing backwards on his forward thrusts, Yami gave Atem the push he needed. Seizing Yami's hips hard enough to leave a bruise, Atem released his white essence deep inside of Yami, emitting a howl that even he didn't know was buried deep inside of him. The climatic high took him over, eyes rolled to the back of his head as he continued to ride Yami on autopilot.

Not long after, Yugi felt his legs convulsing in euphoria when Yami's cock twitched and jerked inside the confines of his body. Yami gave him a few more harsh and frantic thrusts, curving his entire back and head, his legs bent at the knees, wanting—no, needing to feel every inch of Yami inside him once he achieved his orgasm. Yami actually reached down and in the heat of passion, bit Yugi's neck out of the desperation that was driving him, exploding his semen inside his smaller lover without caution. That in turn caused a domino effect when Yugi screamed out Yami's name before intensely spilling his milky substance all over Yami's stomach and thighs. Everything that Yugi was holding back came out in the form of liquid dripping all over the place. Once Yami was done riding out the last climatic waves, and Atem was doing the same, they both collapsed.

Atem fell on the other side of the bed and Yami slumped his body on top of Yugi's. Seemingly buckets of sweat and tears poured and descended into who knew where. Yugi stared at the ceiling of his office with a smoky vacancy in his eyes as the blood finally returned to his head and he was aware of his body again, stunned by the feeling of ejaculate inside of him, and the fact that Yami's weight was still bearing down on him. But Yugi was too naturally high to give a damn.

Atem arose and rested on his elbow, still feeling a bit wobbly but judging from the exhaustion on Yugi and Yami's faces, he figured that he was better off than they were. Laughing to himself, he grabbed Yami under his arms and gently lifted him off of Yugi, placing Yami on his back next to him. He looked absolutely spent, yet had a satiated glow about him that brought a triumphant smile to Atem's lips. Everyone just seemed sort of dead after all of that, but it was justified.

"By the way, Mokuba let me in here," Atem whispered. "He recognized me from Friday so I didn't have any trouble convincing him to allow me inside."

"Yeah right," Yami retorted hoarsely. "You probably slipped him a twenty or something."

Atem cocked his head and shrugged nonchalantly. "Yeah, that too."

"Hun…hungry, I'm so hungry," Yugi whined, garnering the attention of both Yami and Atem. He still felt so weak and vulnerable but had enough faculty about him to speak. "You guys fucked the shit outta me."

"That we did," Atem chuckled boisterously. "So what should we eat? Maybe Mokuba could get us something from the cafeteria? Or maybe we should order something?"

"Let's order," Yugi suggested. "But what?"

The three exchanged puzzled glances, partially too lazy to think long and hard but Yami and Atem had to admit that they were hungry as well. Especially after that workout, Atem was sure that he could eat an entire buffet right about now.

Yami's face brightened once he thought of the perfect dish. He knew exactly what would hit the spot. Plus, it would be free on top of it.

"Pizza?"