"Oooh, yeah. I could definitely get used to this." Yugi said appreciatively, dropping his suitcase on the ground near the door. He walked around the hotel suite, looking at the furniture. My own room was on the floor below us, complete with an office area, since I would be filing most of the paperwork while we were here. Giving Yugi the bigger suite had been my idea.
"So what did you think?" Yugi asked. We had briefly met with our new client right after we landed. She had been waiting at our hotel, eager to meet the man who had been so glowingly recommended to her. Yugi, of course, had impressed her immediately, even when he was short on sleep and had been sitting on a plane for the past fourteen hours. I, personally, thought the woman was very pretty, but plain. I wasn't sure why he had asked about my opinion, though - he would be dealing with her more than I.
"She was very kind." I murmured politely, settling my coat of the back of a chair. Yugi vanished into the bathroom, an impressed whistle following after him.
"There's a huge spa bathtub in here!" He exclaimed happily, poking his head around the corner with a look of amazement. "Also, she may be kind, but she is kind of boring." I shot him a grin, glad I wasn't the only one with such thoughts. "But it is good business, so her personality doesn't really matter too much, I suppose."
"That is true." I said, exploring the small kitchen area. "Thank you for bringing me here with you, though."
"My pleasure." He came out of the bathroom and crossed the room to retrieve his bag. "If she is picking up the tab, we might as well enjoy our trip." I nodded, staring into the mini fridge, tempted to drink all the wine in it before jumping into my next step. Eventually, I thought against it, knowing it would be better if I was level-headed.
"Mutou?" I began softly, closing the fridge. I heard him hum in acknowledgement. "I'm sorry I didn't get a chance to help you...prepare for the meeting." I finally looked over my shoulder at him, just in time to see his fingers fumble on the straps of his bag.
"Oh." His shoulders were tense. "Um, it's all right. It wasn't really a meeting anyway. She just wanted to introduce herself." His tone was casual, as if I had been referring to preparations such as note cards for a keynote speech.
"But still." I shrugged. "If you feel stressed or whatever, you know..." I had decided over long, agonizing hours of thought and debate to make this attempt - but I was deliberately giving him a graceful way out.
"Fair point." Is what he said. Our eyes met. "I don't have another meeting today, Sennen."
"No, you don't." I pursed my lips, making sure I sounded completely clinical. "I'd be making up for earlier. It's not as though we'd just be..."
"Right. Of course not." He said, and something in his expression seemed amused.
"I'm just repaying you." I said. "That's all."
There was a long pause in which Yugi stared at me with an expression I couldn't understand. Finally he nodded, slow. "Right." He replied. He started walking to the love seat, but I grabbed his arm, making him face me. I slowly walked him backward to the bed, and his eyes widened when the back of his knees hit the edge.
"I think we both have been sitting enough for today."
"I'll say." He said, his small smile breaking the tension between us. He let me push him down on the bed gently, and he leaned against his elbows.
"That's not going to be very comfortable." I said.
"Well, it's already more comfortable than my desk." He shot back, smile widening. I felt my face burst into flames as I remembered the incident.
"Quiet." I muttered, lifting his leg onto the bed and pressing him upward. He helped, wriggling until he was lying in the center of the bed, head and shoulders supported by the pillows. I bent over his legs, gently removing his belt. "Okay?" I questioned, unbuttoning his shirt.
His Adam's apple bob, and he nodded. I pushed his shirt open, and he seemed to shy away at the thought of being topless. I would have found this funny, had I not currently been slipping my fingers into the waistband of his pants - because the man who had come against my mouth so many times, the man that has screamed out my name during working hours, was also nervous about being naked under me. But I wasn't going to give him time to second guess what we were doing - in one, smooth pull, I had his pants and boxers off of him, and he didn't stop me. Everything in my body demanded me to look up at him, see him completely bare, but I wanted him to surrender first.
Softly, I bit down on his inner thigh, close to his groin, and he whimpered quietly. I was surprised at how hard he already was, hips lifting slightly though I had not even gotten to the main part yet. The urge to look was too much; I couldn't help but to ease back and gaze at him, mouth poised over his erection. Yugi was looking down at me, open desire in his eyes. Unfocused, my gaze wandered from his face down his torso, drinking in the sight of his lithe, naked body under me for the first time. Slightly sloped shoulders, high collarbones, dark pink nipples, and a flat, just slightly toned stomach. I placed my mouth over his erection, and as soon as I felt his hands touch my head, I was lost.
I blew Yugi slowly, lingeringly, eyes greedily watching as he began to move. I placed my hands against his stomach, feeling the quiver that rushed over his skin. My palms grazed his chest, and I explored his curves with gentle caresses. I was delighted to finally have such access to him that I touched him everywhere. His chest, his waist, his stomach. I dragged my fingers down to his pelvis, toying with his sensitive areas. I looked up at him as my fingers headed further south, testing his reaction.
His eyes widened at my touch as my fingers dipped low to his taint, covering his mouth with the back of his hand. I probed, and he tossed his head back into the pillows, drawing his legs up so the were bent at the knees, feet flat against the bed. He was making a new sound now - something deep and throaty. Assuming that it was a good sign, I sank my finger in to the second knuckle, hoping to coax more of those lascivious sounds from him again.
"Oh, my god." He gasped, hips twitching. He raised his hands over his mouth and nose, blocking my view of his red face. My finger pushed further, pressing and wiggling to find his delicate areas. He whined, pushing back against my hand. I slipped in another digit, massaging along the inside of his body, twisting and spreading my fingers - smirking at the pleasure I was giving him.
"I'm...!" He could not even finish his sentence before he moaned again. Then he did what I had been hoping he would; he raised his arms over his head, hand gripping the headboard, opening up his body to me. I struck true at the bundle of nerves inside him, knowing he was close, and simultaneously ground my tongue against his erection, seeking to push him over the peak. His body seized up, flooding his release into my mouth with a loud cry.
As he lay splayed out, relaxing, I lifted my body up higher so I was hovering above him - watching his fall from grace was too good to leave. Yugi took in a deep, shuddering breath and opened his eyes, gaze flickering down my body, and then back up.
"Do you want help with that?" He asked, and I blinked, confused.
"What?"
"That." He replied, eyes again glancing down. I followed his line of sight, noticing my pants tenting from my own arousal.
"I...what?"
Yugi's expression turned impatient at my blank reply. "Do you," he said calmly, punctuation his words. "Want help. With this?" His hand suddenly gripped my dick through my jeans, and my back hunched over, air hissing between my teeth. "The whole one-sided thing is all well and good, but I'm sure you're getting a bit blue-ballsy by now."
His snark make the rouge part of my personality come forward.
"I will have you know that my balls are perfectly fine."
"Oh, yeah?" He matched my smirk. "Prove it."
The simple words sounded especially naughty coming from him. My breathing was quick and light from both fear and excitement, but I knew if we went any further, our existing relationship would diminish. But what if it turned into something better? My conscious asked as Yugi's fingers moved, unzipping my pants. My body tensed, but I made no move to stop him when he started tugging down my jeans.
"Atem..." He breathed, mouth latching against my neck. I groaned, my self-control snapping like a fine thread. Too late, I realized my error; I had not gotten myself off in a week, anticipating the trip, and now it was going to be all I could do just to hold back. But it didn't matter, I could not have stopped now even if he aimed a gun to my head.
"Damn it, Yugi." I growled, frustrated.
"What?" He asked, way too innocent.
Instead of replying, I got off the bed and sprinted to the bathroom, furiously shoving drawers and cabinets open and closed until I found what I was looking for - a small, sample-like size of lotion that hotels provide. As I exited the bathroom, I lifted off my shirt, tossing it carelessly to the floor.
"Aw, I was going to do that." Yugi commented from his spot on the bed, watching me jog back over. I knelt on the bed and he parted his legs slightly, waiting. I poured some of the lotion on my fingers, scooting forward to run my hand over his hardening erection. I let out an explosive sigh, feeling jittery.
"Are you sure—"
"Shut up, Atem." He interrupted.
"Okay." I replied, clamping my mouth shut. I got my revenge, however, when I thrusted my slick fingers into him once more. He lifted off the bed, eyes slamming shut as I instantly found his sweet spot. I removed my fingers and coated my erection with the lotion, getting it slick.
Admittedly, I was hurrying. Not only was I just so ready to take Yugi, I also didn't want to give him the chance to over-think.
With my free hand, fingers gripping his chin, I tilted his head toward me so I was staring down into his eyes. My hips eased forward, the head of my dick pressing against him. He gasped loudly, grabbing my supporting arm with his hand in reflex. I resisted the urge to push deep, instead sliding the tip into him, letting my flesh carefully stretch and rub his opening. He tried to speak several times, little broken bits of my name or wordless little cries, his breathing accelerating as I rocked back and forth into him.
"Please..."
That was all I was waiting for. I reached down, gripped his hip, and pulsed my way deep inside him, moving slowly and gently. Every ounce of my self-control went to me not burying myself into him all at once - but, God, was it difficult. Being inside him was way more intense than it had ever been in my fantasies. I didn't know how I was possibly going to last through the entire act.
Yugi cried out, hands grasping at the headboard above him again, throwing his head back, exposing his throat to me. He opened his legs wide, and the tightness eased slightly. I pushed deep, finally melding my hips against his, shuddering at the long cry of pleasure Yugi emitted. I gave him smooth thrusts, rapidly discovering what made him moan, what made him gasp, and what made him writhe in delicious torture. His whole body was rocking with my thrusting. If there was something above heaven, sex with Yugi was it.
"Oh!" He cried. One of his hands came off the headboard, instead twisting in the sheets in a fist, tugging at the fine linens. I could feel sweat trickling down my back; I was gaping for breath as I pumped into him, eyes taking in the sight of his heaving, trembling form beneath me. I knew he must be close, so I accelerated, whimpering from the effort it was taking me not to come. I couldn't look away to distract myself, though - Yugi was just to exquisite, I had to see him.
"It's so good!" He moaned, teeth gnashing. "Harder!"
"Yugi, don't..." I gasped, heart beating so fast I thought it might explode. I definitely wasn't going to last any longer if he kept urging me on. Nonetheless, I did as he requested and plunged deeper, feeling his hips jerk against mine with every impact.
"Atem - baby...!"
I moaned, oddly high-pitched and desperate at that new endearment, feelings crashing in on me. My thrust became unsteady; all of my previous efforts became insufficient as I felt warm skin against my behind. I missed a breath, slamming into him deep, writhing as my brain processed that Yugi had wrapped his legs around me. His hips grinded up into me, and bolts of lightning struck up and down my spine, from my groin to my brain. My rhythm was gone, I was jerky and unfocused, twisting my hips away to avoid the sweet friction that was going to drive me insane.
"Yugi, I can't—" I struggling for breath as his legs tightened around me, shoving me in deep again. "I won't be able to hold out if you keep—!"
"It's fine." He panted, fingers gripping my shoulders, body bending like a drawn bow. "Just don't stop!"
I cried out helplessly, feeling my own orgasm rushing forward like a bullet train. My brain went into overdrive, and I rammed my hips into him over and over, my eyes gazing down into his wide violet stare, completely intoxicated on his pleasure and his beauty. As good as I felt, nothing compared to how great he looked - flushed with the orgasm I was causing him. Everything was him. His taste still on my lips, the scent of his skin filling my mind, the vision of his nakedness under me...all of it propelled me toward an orgasm I was sure would be more than I could bear. It was going to tear me apart, and I was going to enjoy every moment of it.
Yugi's nails bit into the flesh of my back as he choked up, words getting lost in his throat. His muscled locked, the bed squeaking frantically as our bodies bucked together. Finally, it seemed as his breathing stopped, and watching his face as he climaxed was my own undoing. This time, I was the one who screamed his name, lunging against him to maximize the contact, going into spasms that seemed to set fire to every nerve in my body. I could feel him pulsating against my length as he came, and I buried my face into the crook of his neck, almost sobbing with pleasure which was elongated far beyond my average limits.
After several more hard jerks and breathless cries, Yugi finally went limp, and I lost my own strength and collapsed on top of him, mind reduced to a blank slate. There wasn't a clock anywhere in sight, but I'm sure it was an eternity before I turned my head, resting it against his chest. Every part of my body felt like it weighed a thousand pounds.
Never in my life had I climaxed like that, is all I could think. Never. And it wasn't me - it was because of him. My arms rested on either side of him, his ribs brushing them with each deep breath he took. I thought for a moment that he may have fallen asleep, so I lifted my head to see. He was awake, looking an odd mixture of dazed and content, mouth soft and just slightly parted in that cute way of his. His hair was a wild mess around his head, a few strands sticking to his face from the sweat that covered us both. Gently, I brushed the strands away, letting my hands linger against his cheeks, and his gaze shifted to me.
"Hi." Was my brilliant remark. But he smiled.
"Hi." He replied, voice a bit hoarse. We were quiet for a while, and my heart plummeted as I waited for the moment where he unwound his legs from mine and we slipped back into our previous personas... But it didn't come. Finally, assuming that he just didn't have the strength to move away, I started to lift myself off of him. Instantly, his hands grasped my arms, and he yanked me back down.
"Where do you think you're going?"
I blinked, startled. Was he the type that liked to cuddle after sex?
"I just...I thought maybe you were getting uncomfortable, so I—"
"God, you are so dense." He sighed. "Do I have to spell it out for you?"
I stared down at him, hardly daring to hope. Seeing my hesitation, he rolled his eyes, wrapping a hand around the back of my neck, and pulling my face to his. Our lips touched, his parting immediately beneath mine, warm and soft. For the first time, Yugi and I were kissing - and it was better than I could have guessed it would have been. When our mouths parted, Yugi sighed, but still keeping me close. And instantly, it was so obvious, I couldn't believe I hadn't realized it before.
"Why didn't you tell me?" I asked, almost plaintively.
"Why didn't you tell me?" He replied, grinning. I started laughing, burying my face into his neck again.
"I just...I don't know." I shook my head. "By the time I realized it, I thought maybe it was too late. I was sure you didn't..."
"I didn't what?"
"Like me." I answered, shrugging.
"Well, I don't like you." Yugi said, and I looked up. "I love you, Atem."
Something was obstructing my airway, and I buried my head in his chest once more, trying to ignore the stinging in my eyes. There was a light touch against my back as Yugi stroked his hands over my flesh, and I held back a very uncharacteristic sob.
"You're rather sensitive, aren't you?" Yugi asked, but he didn't sound patronizing.
"Don't goad me." I warned, mouth moving against his shoulder. "Unless you want to feel my wrath."
"Oh?" He mused, completely unconcerned.
"I won't be able to control myself." I said, making my tone sound very threatening.
He simply laughed, hands sliding into my hair and pulling my head up.
"What's your point?" He questioned, eyes devious.
"Just thought I should mention it." I replied.
"Well, it's noted." His hands followed the curve of my face to cup my cheeks. I could feel my chest burning, and I leaned over to to kiss my lover for the second time.