A/N: Pretend there was no soul room sex. Ok? Proceed.
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Yuugi looked over at the spirit with heavy-lidded eyes, long past coherency. Yami gazed back at the teen, his own eyes hungry for more of the show before him.
"Yami... I- I wish this was you," he whispered.
"Not half as much as I do, Aibou." the spirit told him.
Yuugi moaned softly, stroking himself again for the one who meant so much to him. "Y- Yami... I wish..."
"I know, Aibou. You'll have to pretend for now."
The teen closed his violet eyes, his back arching as his strokes became more frequent. "Yami..." he whimpered.
"Come for me, Aibou. I want to see you."
Yuugi bit down on his finger to keep from crying out too loudly as his warm cum sprayed against his abdomen. "Yami... I still wish..."
"I know, Aibou," the spirit replied, wanting nothing more than to hold his partner in his arms. "I know."
