I STILL DON'T OWN THE RIGHTS TO YU-GI-OH, BECAUSE 4KIDS IS STILL MAKING THAT GAY ASS ZEXAL.

Seto shut down the dueling arena quickly, sending Dark back to the house- his staff still in the unmentionable place as he laid on the floor with his eyes downcast.
Chaos had flipped on the small television in the house, watching the duel (which was broadcast on every television- including a giant screen in the town hall, to be careful that no one ended up missing their summoning or the outcome of the duel.)
Dark paused for a moment before speaking in a barely audible voice.
"Luster was there..."

Chaos frowned, kneeling down and lightly stroking the purple locks from his face.
"I know. I'm so sorry...Please allow me to make your pain go away."
Dark's voice was low and dry.
"The damage cannot be undone. Everyone saw me—even Master."
Chaos gently kissed his forehead.
"Let me try."
He claimed Dark's lips as his hand began a journey around the pale body once more, rubbing at the surprisingly still erect nipples, stroking down his thin sides, sliding around his also still erect member, and finally stopping at the staff; which he began slowly pumping again. He savored the moans and gasps from Dark.
"Are you still upset?"
Dark moaned again, pushing back on the staff.
"Upset about what?"
Chaos smirked, carefully pulling the staff from Dark and placing it off to the side; this in turn getting a groan of disappointment. He coated his neglected member with the blackberry flavored lube, tossing the bottle to the side and lining himself up.
Wincing as Chaos pushed in, Dark scratched and grabbed at the floor around him, trying to get a grip on something. Chaos was much bigger around than his staff.
Chaos paused until Dark's face began contorting to pleasure, and he gave an experimental roll of his hips.
Dark gasped, his back arcing into the blue male.
Chaos took this as his signal and began with a steady, slow pace, which Dark no sooner began meeting halfway, desperate to speed up.

"More...Please...Faster~"
Chaos obliged as he sped up, his thrusts becoming sloppier as he searched for Dark's prostate. He knew he had found it at the sudden shriek of his name followed by nails digging into his back. He aimed souly for that one spot, hitting it repeatedly.
Dark's vision went white with pleasure as he tossed his head about, on the very verge of his climax. His neglected member throbbed painfully between the two as he tried to lead Chaos's hand to it.
Choas happily followed, his hand wrapping around the swollen member tightly- trying to keep time with his sloppy thrusts.
Without further warning, Dark shot ribbons of cum across Dark's hand and chest, his muscles clamping down tightly on Chaos as they tried to hold him still. Chaos didn't like that idea.
Chaos threw his head back as the pressure around him increased immensely, his climax hitting him hard as he shot his seed deep into the fellow Magician. He rode his last few waves of pleasure 'til exhaustion set in, his path slickened by his own release, allowing him to glide faster before finally collapsing on the other. He wrapped around him tightly.
Dark gasped for breath with a large smile plastered across his face. He sighed contently, wanting to stay in his arms like this for forever- but knowing it wasn't a good idea because they were still on the floor. Dark knew he'd be sore tomorrow.
They both caught their breath and cuddled some more, just happy to be with each other, before Chaos finally got himself to his feet and helped Dark up.
Chaos tossed Dark his boxers as he began the quest to find all 22 of his buckles.
Dark groaned, remember how his clothing had been removed.

"Just out of curiosity, where did you send my clothes to?"
Chaos blinked.
"I don't know, they just kinda poofed away. I would assume your closet."
Dark sighed, going back to fetch his clothes.
He pulled out his neatly folded attire, sighing and putting on the many layers of clothing. He no sooner got them on that he disappeared again.

-Subplot POV-

Seto had run background checks on all the character designs for his holograms, and checking for any signs of hacking. He was baffled when there weren't any errors or hacks to be traced.
Yugi, bored out of his skull, left before Seto started blaming him for everything, like usual. It was fairly late in the evening , so he had gone upstairs and changed into his pajamas. He had tried sleeping, but he couldn't with those images of his favorite card still stuck in his head. After tossing and turning for a while, he finally got up and sat at his small desk by the window, grabbing the card off the top of his deck and twirling it around aimlessly.
"I wish you were real so I wouldn't be so lonely," he sighed.
He held the card up in the air.
"I summon the Dark Magician!"
Yugi kept his card raised for a moment longer, which blocked his view of the dark Magician slowly fading into the room. He stared at it a while longer before lowering it to eye level with a sigh, catching site of the much taller figure in the room. He set the card behind him as he slowly stood gasping. All Dark could do was watch with his head forward, as he was stuck in the same position, standing tall and straight, until told otherwise.
Yugi made his way over to the other, running his hands along the purple silk and armored chest, which was at his eye level. He whispered quietly,
"You are real..."

Another cliff hanger? Oh no I di'int~