Hello Anyone who's still reading along~! ^_^ If anyone was wondering, I'm realllyyyy sorry for the delay there the last few days! I was a little lacking in the motivation dept. last week for whatever reason, then finished like half this afternoon! haha Anyways, I got waaaay into this, to say the least! XD so let me know what you think! haha

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Concealed

Chapter 4

Yami wasn't sure what to take more notice of: the mysterious new pleasure tingling down up his spine at the hand beneath his clothing, or the fact that he could barely restrain himself to not heed Yugi's command. The words had been uttered, centimeters in his ear… The pharaoh had almost believed for a moment he had once again conjured them up himself.

He moved in, not giving the other any time to protest, tongue and lips simultaneous running down the side of Yugi's neck. He licked up, over the natural curves, to his counterpart's collarbone. Yugi moaned, exasperated, at the sweet spot the pharaoh hit. The other smirked on top of him, biting and sucking down at it, savoring his skin… and savoring even more the intangible pleasure he got from the boy's quivering breaths beneath him.

The hand on his back still continued to rise, but finally slipped over the thick folds of shirt to his upper arm. The fingers delved further down, grasping his flexing bicep. Yami almost thought he'd fall, the muscle starting to give way under his aibou's influence. It seemed anything the boy touched would simply disintegrate underneath those delicate fingers...

He gripped Yugi's wrist harder as he held it fast in its surrendering position, running the other firmly down the boy's small chest. He could feel the tips of his hair bending against the nape of Yugi's neck as his mouth worked its way down his partner. He felt stomach muscles begin to tense beneath him, felt Yugi's side clench again in automatic response to the hand caressing down his side to his hip. The pharaoh's eyes darted up, knees nestled deep in their places. Straddling his new lover, he moved his hand to the bottom of Yugi's shirt, gliding it up all the way to his shoulders to once more see the sight he'd savored in his mind two nights before.

His eyes could barely take in the new sensory information. He could see Yugi blushing from his periphery, surely not used to being exposed even the little he already was.

But the pharaoh only took the rose on his cheeks, underneath those bright eyes, over those perfectly soft lips…as his own inner fuel. The milky glow of the boy's toned abdomen only made him all the more wanting.

Before he realized it, his tongue had made its way back to its path, now hitting another spot that made Yugi sigh out his content in a shiver.

The passion again returned, without fail, back to the pharaoh when he heard his actions were to the boy's liking. He closed his eyes, savoring just as much as his partner the feel, the taste, of the boy's sweet skin on his tongue. He returned from his progression down, lust sparking from half-closed eyes. The air of the room mirrored his fire more literally than ever.

He pulled Yugi's free hand up high over his head like the other in further submission. The sight was almost too much for him to take in: there the boy lay, just like so many times in dreams before: chest bare, breathing deep, amethyst looking back up at him…ready and waiting to be fully possessed

Yami's face tightened, and he leaned in closer. In another instant, his hips pushed down in one melodic sweep.

Shocks of forbidden pleasure seared up inside him and throughout the room in unison. Hot pieces of flame roamed past his face, signals of his soul's growing excitement. He felt Yugi's breath flee his body at the same moment…as though the boy realized an unspeakable preview of the sin that could easily be to come…

Yami was beginning to lose himself at the impending thought. He put a shaking hand to Yugi's side, remarking to himself his discontent for the restraint of his tight clothing.

"Ph-pharaoh…!"

It was like Yugi could trace his thoughts more than ever.

His hikari's body was shivering now in desire. The pharaoh could see it in his partner's eyes, hear it in his voice, …and feel it undeniably underneath him. Obviously, the dark had succeeded in rendering the light just as wanting, a feat once thought impossible.

The pharaoh said nothing, for his mouth could form no words than his pulsing eyes didn't already convey. Leaning further in, his body closed every remaining inch between them from top to bottom. He released Yugi's hands to place one of his own at the nape of his light's neck, the other slipping around to the boy's lower back underneath him.

He pushed down again, deeper and slower, taking care to amplify each tiny detail of movement between them. Yugi's back snapped into an arch at the electric sensation that shot equally through them both, guided up by the pharaoh's hand, middle fingers creeping into the groove in the small of Yugi's back. Yami had already mastered blending the two together into one fluid, curving entity.

This time Yugi moaned louder, more desperately, in Yami's ear.

He could have kept going, could have continued that motion and done nothing more, and neither would have complained.

But with the little he could, he stopped himself, and let his grasp go, and separated them again. Slowly, he released his hands off the boy below him, whose face immediately dulled in something like disappointment from their absence.

Yami smirked, eyes closing in a chuckle.

"What's the matter?" the elder asked, rich and full, that familiar note of ringing confidence. The curtains strewn over the bed themselves seemed to wave at the sound of his voice. Yugi's eyes opened in surprise by his question, hands losing their places around his older counterpart as the pharaoh sat up.

After a moment, Yugi smiled, a little laugh escaping him. His eyelids drooping, he seemed overdosed already. His gaze drifted to the side of the room, watching the golden floor below.

"As if you don't know…"

The pharaoh mirrored his light's expression, only with a darker tint of intention. He pulled Yugi's focus back on him as he shifted his knees down, legs spread further apart, straddling his aibou closer still underneath him.

One more, slight roll to his hips, and Yugi moaned again, head tilting back to its former position.

Yugi's voice caught, eyes opening in slits.

"Pharaoh…"

It was beginning to become too much for him.

Again Yami smirked, licking his lips. He could feel the other's gaze start on him, and he sat upright over his partner. The heat of the room, the want inside, the warmth between them…

…The fact that he had captured his aibou fascinated him, enthralled him, excited him more than he could've thought it would so many times before.

His arms crossed to his sides, hands gripping the bottom of his own shirt. In a tortuously slow movement, he raised it up, letting each inch of his exposed body hit his partner's field of vision…a sight he would have never seen otherwise. Over his toned stomach, the slight curves of his chest, his strong shoulders, and finally over his head. He tossed it aside, and shook his hair, now flowing loosely in messy locks. A hand to his forehead, he ran his fingers into the blonde strands framing his angled cheeks. He could feel tiny beads of sweat over his body, all of him hot from the self-induced heat of his emotions flaring all around them.

Head leaned back just enough, he half-opened his eyes down at his counterpart.

Yugi was biting his lip, eyes surging, lungs breathing twice as laboriously as they had seconds ago. Yami swore he could almost hear the boy's leaping heartbeat, and knew he felt the leg muscles underneath him tense.

The pharaoh raised his eyebrows, lips smirking more than ever, hand slowly falling from its progression into his hair.

"Yes, Yugi? What is it?"

Yugi's eyes darted open: Yami's other hand had trailed down…and was now at his belt buckle.

Masterfully, his skilled fingers were slowly unfastening it while his other traced over his collarbone, up and around the back of his neck. Eyes closing tighter, he moved the other at his undone belt to his side, where he began to slowly pull down at the edge of his pants, exposing the telltale diagonal of his hip bone, the top of his thigh…

Tilting his neck back, he uttered a slight, purposed moan for his light.

In his mind, he chuckled. He never knew he could be such a tease.

He stopped again, as though seriously waiting for the other to answer him at a time like this.

Yugi seemed to sense this, and the eyes that had kept reaching out, lusting painfully after the pharaoh were beginning to grow playfully annoyed with his partner's games.

The hikari smirked. "I'll show you what!"

Suddenly, Yami was not in his perfectly dominant position: Yugi had shifted underneath him, sitting up, his smaller legs wrapping around him. Hands grabbed his shoulders, half rolling him over, half pushing him back, until his own back hit the bed. Surprised, his wide eyed looked up at Yugi, now hovering on top of him…

…not wanting to wait any more.

The playfulness was nearly gone: in his usually innocent eyes was narrow darkness, and raw lust, and all the things Yami hadn't realized he had succeeded in embedding into his light so easily. The half-closed violet above stared down at him in an equally blazing ferocity, the heartbeat and breaths jumping through them both with a dangerous adrenaline.

Yami's shoulders were gripped, body pinned down. He began to smirk again, starting to say something…but Yugi's mouth was on top of his the instant the pharaoh's lips parted. Yami closed his eyes, embracing the unexpected kiss, arms wrapping instinctually around the other…He wasn't used to this kind of submissive position, even in his dreams, but he couldn't say he minded. His fingers worked their way underneath the boy's matching shirt, slipping it up to his shoulders.

Yugi parted away just enough for Yami to throw it off of him. When their bodies returned, the pharaoh breathed in slowly, remarking at all the nerves that danced electrically at the silk of their bare skin touching.

Yugi seemed to think the same, for the pharaoh felt his pulse race above him, heard him give a light moan as he nibbled Yami's ear.

The pharaoh closed his eyes. He never realized how nice that felt.

He smiled a little in a light chuckle.

"Yugi…"

But Yugi didn't respond.

Now, something in his partner wasn't in the mood for more talk. His aibou's small hand was now at Yami's waist, as though continuing where the pharaoh had left off. It would seem, Yami noted, the younger did not like being interrupted after a certain point, a point he had long been pushed passed.

In the same moment, Yugi moaned in confirmation as he kissed Yami's neck; there was something he was going to tell his lover, apparently without words. He moved his head and bit down on the pharaoh's lip in his new sign language…

Then, he was gone.

The pharaoh opened his eyes at the absence of his counterpart's face blocking the firelight. His hands had no choice but to leave Yugi's skin as the boy pulled away from his previous grasp. He felt lips on his chest for a moment, hands working down his sides. The fine tips of Yugi's hair followed his kisses, locks flicking against his neck, trailing down his stomach.

"Yu-gi…?"

No answer. More movement. The constricting leather of his pants eased, then lessened on one side, then more on the other.

Yami naturally became slightly more coherent, focusing further, nearly starting to pick his head up. Reaching a hand out, he almost reached down towards his light.

"Yugi...?" He repeated, then paused, still too dazed with desire to move any faster.

"Yugi…what are you-"

His lungs suddenly threw in air; violet eyes shooting open.

The hand that had been so small and delicate before gripped somewhere near his hip, a sinfully hot electricity surging up his abdomen, straight through to his fingertips, thrusting his head back hard against the sheets. His pulse quickened exponentially in a split instant, and he blinked as though it labored him, mouth gaping at the ceiling above that now crackled like lightning in mirrored response.

He forced himself to take in another long, shaking breath, mind racing as fast as his heart. With an accompanying sound of something below, then felt himself let further in, without even having to try…

He swallowed hard.

This couldn't be happening…

Ok! Well there's Ch 4! Again, didn't get as far as I thought I would. Honestly, I have not worked out an end to this story yet! XD I'm wondering if I should cont. or if it would get a little too....well.....yeah! just "too." haha

What do you guys think? =/ I need advice. lol But I do hope you like it so far!! ^_^