Hi Everyone! First of all, please allow me to apologise for not updating in ages! I've been in a writing deep which was maddening, but slowly everything is going as planned again. Slowly. I do want to thank my reviewers Pharaohs Girl18 and koobre for reviewing the last chapter! I am very glad you enjoyed it so much! Didn't expect that, but that means I also hope you will like this chapter just as much. It will have some answers ;)
Enjoy!
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Chapter 10
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As it turned out, their Monday had been better spend than with a simple walk in the park. Truthfully, Atemu hadn't really believed for his lover to be up for walking, not after "breakfast". As his lover slept, however, the tanned man had taken a quick shower only to go down the pharmacy, because if Yami was in season and he would have one of those moments, he had wanted to be prepared. Thank every deity up there he was, considering Yami didn't take it kindly for him being left behind.
Currently, however, the soft purr was music to his ears and Atemu smiled as he let himself soak up the peaceful sounds this lovely Tuesday morning. He also allowed himself to drown in his blissful feelings, while he spooned up to Yami just a little more and nuzzled his Neko's hairline. His kitten fit perfectly against his frame as they slept together and Atemu took a deep breath to fall back to sleep again. He was a little sore, his muscles asking him what the hell he had been thinking, but he knew if he had denied Yami... it would have been a lot worse. Still, this was the heaviest season he had ever come across with, not even Yami's first had been this bad. Nor his second... or third...
Well... bad wasn't exactly the right wording either, as all seasons turned out fantastically good, but the ordering around had been different than before. Atemu still remembered Yami ordering him to 'pin him down and dominate'. The tanned man's hot blood flared back to life as he thought back on that and not for the first time was he sure some of his own hormones reacted to Yami's. It was too bad the pale man had to leave him again for work in a few hours, which made the human press himself up against his Neko a little more. Yami was beautiful, his round backside easily fitting against the front of Atemu's hips, while the tanned man continued to sleepily nuzzle the soft hairline. As he did, Yami's purr was interrupted by a deep intake of breath, the pale limbs stretching and popping slightly which made the Neko wince, before he settled back down. A soft moan escaped Yami next as he pushed back against the warm body behind him.
"Até?", he whispered softly, his cat-ears swivelling as he hoped to catch his lover's sleepy voice.
"Morning Kitten", was the reply and Yami purred loudly to show his appreciation. He was sore all over and wasn't sure if working was such a good idea, but he knew he had to go either way. Even though it would be a long day. Especially without Atemu, but after hearing his lover's sleepy voice, Yami knew the tanned man could use some 'alone' time in his own bed.
"What happened?", he asked, however, once again whispering against the pillow he nuzzled as a substitute for Atemu's neck. He remembered his blood going hot while his whole body just wanted the tanned man after his lover had pulled him close with an arm around him. A small part of his still functioning brain gave him the sound of his own voice shouting at Atemu. "Damn it, Até! Pin me down and show me I'm your Queen and dominate me!" Groaning softly as his mind provided him the image, Yami hoped it wasn't true. If so, he would be embarrassed for life and could only understand Atemu's sleepiness a little more.
"We made love, multiple times", Atemu replied, yawning and stretching a little as well, before he pressed up against Yami's trembling frame. His sleep-induced brain barely noticed the trembles. Barely.
"Até...", was the soft moan and the tanned man chuckled.
"Though I really should have greeted you as Queen though", he teased, the black tail curling against his crotch which made him shudder in delight. Black ears swivelled some more, though Yami for a moment did not respond.
"I did not say that", was the soft hiss which made Atemu chuckle as it was not threatening at all. Just Yami trying to be in denial, which was funny.
"Yes, you did. You moaned it at me while demanding I had my way with you. Which begs the question: when was your last season, Kitten?", Atemu asked, because he was a little curious right now. Yami had never referred to himself as a female cat before, nor had he been so out of it. Yami hummed softly as he tried to control his fierce blush of embarrassment, nuzzling the pillow a little more while trying to let his brains function properly.
"When was the last time we were together?", he asked and Atemu hummed in return.
"A few hours ago?", he questioned, which received him a smack from the black-haired tail.
"Not counting today or last week. I didn't have a season before this one started", Yami said and Atemu frowned in his sleep, sighing softly.
"That long?", he whispered and he begrudgingly allowed for Yami to turn in his arms.
"It's only ever been you, Até", Yami answered, before his pale lips softly kissed tanned ones and rose-red eyes opened to look at his lover's slightly blushing face. The other man was trembling slightly, but was also a lot more awake than he was and after the kiss, Yami sat up in bed and stretched his arms above his head again. To see the slender back arch, made Atemu smirk and he gently traced it with his fingers which resulted in even more trembles as well as a dark glare and pout.
"Don't tease, Até. It's bad enough as it is. I have to go to work, though I'd rather stay here", Yami murmured, glancing around the bed slightly and raising a questioning eyebrow. Softly, he picked up an empty bottle of lube and stared at it. "Did we really use that much?", he asked, really not liking the gaps in his season-induced memory. He never really remembered what happened, aside from images, which Atemu sometimes hated to which Yami always tried to make up for.
"Yes, we did. I refused not to use it, even though you tried to tell me not to bother at one point. I told you I was not interested in ripping you to pieces and you only gave in when I promised to pound into you as hard as I could. Can you even work? You must be very sore", Atemu commented, while he still stroked Yami's back tenderly. He knew he shouldn't, but he couldn't help himself.
"Work will be all right, Até. I'm only a little sore", Yami said, scooting away from Atemu's touch to the edge of the bed so he could go to the bathroom.
"Liar, liar, pants on fire", the tanned man muttered as he watched Yami wince slightly while getting up from the bed. His Neko stretched again in an attempt to relieve his sore muscles, before he glanced back at Atemu, crimson eyes dark with lust.
"It's my skin actually, thanks to your stroking. Now, if you'll excuse me, I'll be taking a shower", Yami said, turning away from the bed to walk into the en-suite bathroom Atemu owned. The pale man was glad they had had sex in his lover's apartment, considering it was far more sound proof than the Inn and he would kill himself if Jonouchi ever heard him demand for Atemu to make him one with the bed. He shuddered slightly as he tried to ignore the images which resurfaced as he glanced in the mirror, his eyebrows rising in surprise. Turning on his heel, he moved back to the open door and leaned against its frame.
"Até?", he asked, afraid the man had fallen asleep. He was feeling fine after a few hours of sleep and would probably run on hormones these upcoming few days than anything else for that matter too. Yet, Atemu turned over in bed and hummed, his half-lidded rose-red eyes warm with sleep. "Did you bite me?", Yami asked, pointing at the decent bite mark on his collarbone. He had asked it now as he hoped he could still grasp the wake part of his lover before it was too late. No matter what, Atemu needed a lot longer to recuperate from their seasonal nights than he did. Yami blamed that on himself because he would demand for the tanned man to continue dominating him until he had fallen asleep, finally satisfied.
Atemu propped his head up onto his elbow as he gave a smirk at his lover in the doorway, actually admiring his little piece of art while having the decency to flush. "I did, you were pretty adamant about it too. Just like Sunday night, while biting, you came really hard. Before demanding another very rough round of pleasuring love-making", the tanned man answered and he saw Yami blush scarlet. True, being rough with his lover was not always Atemu's strong point when they made love as he didn't like it very much, but Yami twitched as his sore backside reminded him Atemu had been very good. Still, his tail curled in disbelieve at Atemu's words.
"I did what?", his Neko asked, shocked and swallowing thickly while his knees slowly turned to pudding. Just Atemu's chuckle alone send his skin in a fiery frenzy. Atemu slowly rose from the bed and stretched too, which was not helping Yami's cause to remain calm. The sight alone of his naked lover and his perfect body was enough to tighten that coil inside his abdomen.
"Apparently", Atemu murmured as he yawned slightly, "you have developed a new love for very rough sex while you're in season, but it could always have been worse, beloved", the tanned man continued with a teasing smile as he walked towards the bathroom. Reaching his Neko, he pulled the other man close by wrapping an arm around the slender waist. That small contact was enough to get Yami's blood boiling some more and his crimson eyes darkened considerably against his will.
"How's that?", the pale man questioned, even though he really didn't want to know. Not while he was like this, not while he was ready to pounce Atemu to the floor and just ride him senseless. Lube or no lube, consequences be damned. Yami took a deep breath to try and calm himself, however, even though Atemu leaned towards his ear and let his hot breath ghost over the highly sensitive appendage.
"You wanted me to dominate you, my kitten. This new side of you... Your season-self could have developed a taste for bondage", was the soft whisper and Yami shuddered as his hormone ridden mind supplied him with delicious images of him completely at Atemu's mercy.
"That's not funny, Até", he ground out, only to whimper and moan when the tanned man boldly pressed his lips to Yami's throat and licked the offered skin. "Até, please stop or else I'll have to call in sick. My season has never been this bad before and you're not helping. Hell, you holding my hand is almost driving me mad", Yami groaned, his body nearly deciding for him, but he allowed for his lover to leave his side.
"Don't worry, Kitten. I'll be good", were the tanned man's words as he slowly slipped his arm from Yami's waist and took a step back.
"Regardless, I'm coming back here right after my shift ends", Yami warned, which made Atemu chuckle softly in return.
"Beloved, I would not expect any less. I remember how you get when you're in season. Trust me, I'll be here. Though, if you don't mind, I'm going back to bed and take a nap, because I have a feeling I'll need the energy for tonight".
"Go, Até. Run, run, before I pounce on you", Yami replied to which Atemu gave a slight shrug, trying to hide his smirk as he went back into the bedroom.
"You asked", was his retort, however, biting his lip to stop chuckling as he heard Yami growl.
"Yes! But now you need to stop talking!", was the bite and Atemu turned to the door where Yami had vanished from.
"But-", he tried, only to be interrupted.
"Or you will use that tongue another way far more pleasing", Yami warned with another growl and Atemu chuckled as he could hear the bare restraint. He shouldn't, but couldn't help himself either.
"As I said, I'm going to bed, my Queen", were the tanned man's next words, a smirk curling his lips.
"Stop calling me that Até!"
"You started it, beloved", he said while curling up underneath the sheets, knowing full well his lover had heard him when there was another growl, before the shower drowned out any other noise. Atemu chuckled again softly, taking a deep breath as he relaxed. He'd take a shower later, but his kitten had been right, he did need some sleep. Listening to the shower run made his eyes droop as he wondered if Yami would truly be all right at work today. He had been far more demanding than ever and Atemu hummed softly as he remembered the good feeling of pouncing into his lover as the latter had ordered.
True, he preferred their softer love-making, but to indulge in Yami's wishes was also rewarding with soft cries and that soft in between growl his Neko could make. He still wasn't sure what it was, but it was sexy if Yami created that specific sound. Atemu trembled underneath the sheets, his lips curling in a loving smirk, before he felt a soft peck against his cheek.
"Sweet dreams, my mate", Yami whispered, before leaving his side and Atemu murmured softly.
"Good luck at work, Kitten", he replied, before his bedroom door fell close and Yami was gone.
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Controlling himself as much as possible, Yami walked passed the bistro tables back to the bar. He wasn't sure what was going on, but to say he wasn't up for work was an understatement. If he didn't control himself, he was trembling so much from feeling his hormones fluctuating, he would either cut himself while cooking or drop a tray filled with hot drinks. He felt lonely, he felt watched and he felt as if someone had torn Atemu from his side all over again. Miserable and sick to his stomach, Yami took a deep breath to stop his tremors, before he filled another tall glass with hot chocolate milk.
"Yami? Are you all right?", Shizuka asked softly and the pale Neko nearly dropped the pan from which he had been pouring the hot beverage, because he had been so focused on his task, he hadn't heard her nearing him. She gasped loud and covered her lips, before sighing a relieve when Yami was successful in not spilling all of the chocolate milk onto himself. "So- Wait, before I apologise... Did you just not hear me?", she asked, disbelieve upon her features while Yami looked at her.
"Guess so... I was a little busy", Yami said as an excuse, before shying away from her touch. Embarrassed, because it had nothing to do with her and it definitely hurt her feelings, he sighed softly. "I'm just not feeling so well, that's all", the pale man lied and Shizuka tilted her head at that.
"Then why don't you go upstairs and lie down? We can handle it, it's not that busy. Tuesdays never are", she reasoned, but Yami shook his head in denial.
"No, if I go upstairs then I'll only think about how I feel and that makes everything even worse. No, I'll do my shift and then go back to Atemu's to sleep at his place", he said, before realising what he had just said. Shizuka giggled and smiled knowingly, nibbling her lip as she did.
"You looked really happy when you came in this morning and I guess you had an amazing time. Not done talking just yet, are you?", she asked and Yami shuddered. Mentioning Atemu's name made his blood boil and now that she said it, he wanted her to know the man was his. Biting the inside of his cheek to rationalise with himself, Yami sighed softly.
"We aren't, no. Atemu and I shared a lot during our High School years and we realised we still have a lot in common. True, Atemu and I both changed as well. I mean, Até keeps his desk clean nowadays, which wasn't what he did when we first started dating or living together", Yami said, chuckling softly at the memory, before it turned rather dark. That had been one of their biggest fights because Yami had been adamant on cleaning every spot in the house after he had grown sick and tired of the mess lying around. When Atemu hadn't been able to find his history essay, they had fought over it because the tanned teenager kind of blamed Yami for losing it while the Neko had never seen it.
Eventually, Atemu had realised he had left it at school, which had then resulted in another fight because Yami's lover had been trying to make up for his mistake by buying outrageous gifts. How they had survived that, the Neko still wasn't sure, but it had ended in the most beautiful love-making ever. After the fighting and the crying, they had just talked about it, which had evolved in kissing and a lot more. Followed by a delicious three-days-season.
Shizuka watched how Yami's ears drooped while he went to his memories, before he shuddered and blushed ever so slightly. "Gotta go", he muttered, before picking up his tray to embark on his mission to serve without spilling. Or making a fool of himself. The auburn-haired young woman merely stared after him, before sighing softly as she wasn't sure what to do. Yes, his relationship with Atemu was going quite fast, but they had already known each other which was a big advantage. Aside from that, Yami seemed happy, so Shizuka wasn't sure if she should butt in.
Probably not, she mused as she knew she would never appreciate it if Jonouchi started to bother her if she'd ever find someone. Considering her brother was overly protective, Shizuka wasn't sure if any man even dared to come near her. Maybe she had to urge the blond to back off once more, like she had done in the past... with a nice wooden ladle.
"Excuse me, are you the owner?", a female Neko asked softly and Shizuka looked up from her musings at the same time her brother entered the dining room. Excellent timing, as soon as she had talked with this lovely woman, she'd give him a beating.
"Yes, I am. How can I help?", she asked, her stormy-grey eyes shining brightly. The other woman nibbled her lip slightly, as if she wasn't sure if she should address a problem or not. "Was everything all right with your lunch?", Shizuka asked next, which was met by embarrassment because the female Neko knew she was stalling.
"The lunch was absolutely lovely, me and my husband loved it very much. No, what I wish to address is your waiter. The Neko?", she asked, her own brown ears swivelling as her tail flicked nervously. Shizuka nibbled her lip as she listened. "You really ought to send him back home. He's in season and in no shape to work".
Next to Shizuka, her older brother raised his eyebrows. "Season?", Jonouchi asked and the woman nodded happily.
"Yes, it's a gift to us Neko's, but that means he has to be with the one he loves. Seasons are wonderful moments to share with our mates, especially if he's so ready for it", she said, smiling brightly while Shizuka flushed. Jonouchi blinked once, twice, before collecting his metaphorical jaw off the floor.
"Wait, what? You mean to say our Yami is after the birds and the bees?", Jonouchi asked, while trying to cover up his little sister's ears. Shizuka smacked him and shoved him away with an unusual dark glare in her stormy-grey eyes, before she turned to the female Neko again. The woman tilted her head.
"If you want to put it that way, yes", was the soft answer, before the female Neko patted Shizuka's shoulder and smiled warmly. "Send him home. He needs to make some babies, trust me". Shizuka flushed a bright red again at that comment, nodding slowly while waving the couple away. She watched her brother as if he was frozen while he uttered something akin to 'not possible'. Which was true, it wasn't possible. Yami was dating Atemu, which the woman didn't know about so the comment was irrelevant. Yet, as the pale man returned to the bar, taking another deep breath, Shizuka took his tray from him.
"Go home", she ordered softly and gave him a push towards the kitchen. Yami gave her a weird look, specifically because the young woman was still blushing.
"I'm fine, Shizuka", he argued, but she pursed her lips. Her blush darkened and Jonouchi possibly tried to stop her as he came over his apparent shock.
"Well, I'm sorry you think you're fine, but I just heard you're not!", she uttered in a hushed voice and Yami flattened his ears slightly because he really didn't want anyone else to hear what she had to say. "Just now, someone told me you're in season, which makes you unfit to work and she said you had to go home and 'make some babies', whatever that means... Just go home!", the young woman argued in return and Yami could feel his face heat up at the innuendo. He was frozen though, someone had told Shizuka he was in season? Why would they do that for? Embarrassed, Yami didn't know what to say.
"Go see Atemu!", she uttered in a hushed voice and at the mentioning of his lover's name, Yami could feel his blood boil again. He had tried so hard to ignore it, so hard not to think of the tanned man as such, but Shizuka brought it all back. Images of him beneath his lover, him demanding to be made one with the bed, skin against skin, hands upon his body, that beautiful voice in his ears. Yami trembled as his eyes darkened and he nearly tore the apron from his clothes.
"See you tomorrow!", he called out, though he wasn't sure if he would be in tomorrow. Not if he still felt like this. Not if he was riding Atemu into a very blissful state of mind.
"Call me if you don't feel up to it!", Shizuka called after him and Yami promised he would, before gathering his things to leave the Inn. Would Atemu even be awake yet? Would Atemu even enjoy being with him again? He could be demanding and considering he always forgot their love-making while he was in that state of mind, Yami felt guilty. Could he go to Atemu like this? Maybe he should lock himself up inside the bathroom so that he wouldn't burden his lover? He knew Atemu said he would be waiting, but he couldn't do that to his lover. Atemu was no sex-object, but a man he loved dearly. These upcoming three days wouldn't be showing much of that love though and Yami bit his lip as he wasn't sure if he should really go home.
Trembling all over as his mind reminded him of Atemu's soft voice teasing him, of that sweet alluring scent his lover had, Yami felt as he was surviving the longest thirty minutes of his life. Walking back to Atemu's apartment had never been so far away before and he tried not to claw at his trousers while waiting for the elevator to bring him up to the highest floor. The tanned man had given him a key to the place and even though he wasn't sure if Atemu would be home, at least Yami could surround himself with everything that smelled like his lover.
His sensitive ears swivelled to the baritone voice coming from the livingroom, however, and Yami toed of his shoes before he followed said voice. Again, he trembled while his tail curled in excitement. The sight he saw, Atemu raising from his desk chair in burning fury, while glaring at his laptop was mesmerising. His lover was a beacon of pride while radiating authority and Yami's blood burned in his veins. His ears trembled as they caught that beautiful voice once more.
"You dared to say what?", Atemu asked, sneering as rose-red eyes were set aflame with anger. "I have never been more insulted than by you, mr. Kopaski and know that I will demand an apology from you. Both personally as in writing to me and to the house you have viewed. It may bear it scars, but at least it's far more worth it than me spending my time on you. Good day", the tanned man ground out, before he disconnected the call and bristled.
"The nerve, the absolute nerve of that ingrate! How dare he insult the house? How dare he insult the time we have suffered? How dare he insult- Yami? What are you doing at home?", Atemu asked, perplexed as he found Yami staring at him at the doorway. Crimson eyes were dark and cat-ears, as well as Yami's slender frame, were trembling with what Atemu knew were his hormones. He'd seen them at work before, they drove his lover against the wall, unless he was satisfied with what he needed.
"Shizuka... send me home", Yami managed, before he tensed as Atemu rounded his desk and came his way. Yami didn't move as he wanted the other man and needed him too.
"Is there something wrong? Kitten, you're as tight and tense as a coil", the tanned man commented and Yami trembled as his lover observed him.
"Exactly", the pale Neko replied, feeling the tightness in his abdomen curl as his memory reminded him of Atemu's voice just now. Of his authority and his pride.
"Exactly?", Atemu asks, before some understanding dawns on him and he gave a slight smirk as he took another step closer to the Neko. "You're all hot and flustered, Kitten... Why?", was his next teasing question and rose-red eyes watched how black ears trembled in tri-coloured hair. He loved teasing his Neko, he really did. It brought out such adorable sounds. Especially that little in between growl. Atemu swore it sounded like a purr right now, though he knew it would turn to something else as soon as he would give Yami what the latter wanted.
"You...", Yami tried, but Atemu decided to kiss his neck softly as he had stepped close enough and wanted to tease a little more. The neck had looked very inviting and not for the first time was he sure his own blood boiled because Yami had these raging hormones. A soft whimper escaped Yami's lips as the Neko clung to the last of his decency. Gods, he was hot and bothered... "You told the guy off", he quickly said in between gasps and Atemu looked at him again.
"You think I'm hot when I use my demanding voice, do you Kitten?", Atemu asked, using the same tone and smirking when Yami flushed again. This was new and a part of him liked it. It was proof that there was something about the new him Yami was attracted to, and not just the memory of who he used to be.
"Gods yes", was the soft murmur as tanned arms pulled Yami closer to Atemu's frame and the tanned man could clearly feel the soft trembles raking Yami's body. He was truly beautiful and leaning down to capture Yami's lips in a kiss, Atemu moaned at the claws digging into his sweater while Yami pushed up against him.
"Please, mine. My mate, I need you", was the urgent whisper and Atemu frowned at the new name, before he scooped his lover up from the floor and took him to bed.
"Come Kitten", he ordered softly as pale lips connected to his earlobe and started suckling. "You are in need of authority. No more mr. Nice-Guy", Atemu said, before chuckling again as he deposited Yami on his bed. The Neko merely purred, clinging to him as much as possible before surrendering to him being laid down. His black tail was curling endlessly upon the sheets as Atemu slowly lifted the pale foot and pulled the sock off. Gently he kissed the top of Yami's feet, staring his kitten down as the other growled at him softly.
"No, Até! Now!", Yami hissed, trying to sit up, before Atemu rose his eyebrow in a questioning glance. The pale man shuddered at the commanding look, grasping the sheets while he was desperate for some contact. Of all the times he could be teased into oblivion, Atemu decided now was a good time... He mewled softly in a soft call for want, but the tanned man merely pursed his lips, pulling the other sock of Yami's second foot.
"I told you, Kitten, no more mr. Nice-Guy. You want authority? Then I shall give it to you", Atemu said, his voice stern though he tried to hide his smile as he could see the black cat-ears tremble in delight. The young Neko was shuddering, before pulling his foot free from Atemu's and crawled towards the night stand to open the drawer. Atemu chuckled as he followed his kitten and pushed himself up against the pale man to grasp Yami's hands tightly in his own.
"No, Kitten", he warned softly, taking the bottle of lube from his lover, only to discard it behind him. His other hand trailed Yami's arm, down the twitching side, before slithering underneath the sweater to tease Yami's skin through his shirt. Yami rumbled softly, grasping Atemu's other hand to lick it and suckle on the fingers, because he wanted more contact. He needed more contact or else he'd burn alive. To have Atemu's lips on his neck at last was a blessing and the Neko moaned loud at the touch.
"Até, please. Please", Yami begged and he moaned as the tanned man pushed his hips a little more against his backside. Atemu merely chuckled in his ear, the hot breath across cat-ears tensing the pale man's muscles as he arched his back in pleasure. A soft moaned whimper escaped Yami's lips while he gasped for air and the tanned man chuckled softly as he teased his lover's nipple through his clothes. He pulled the sweater off and pushed his hips against Yami's backside again to hear that beautiful moan sound clear.
Seasons were always like this, trying to tease Yami while the other didn't need teasing. One touch was enough to get his Neko's skin on fire and Atemu used that right now as he stripped his Neko of his clothes. Yami's fierce blush was a delight to see, his flesh hard and proud while his muscles were tense. Atemu looked at the naked man, before he slowly let his fingers dance across his own clothes. Crimson eyes darkened as they followed his movements and Atemu licked his lips in delight.
"Want this?", he asked, slowly pulling the hem of his shirt up to reveal his bare skin. Yami was up and seated at the edge of the bed immediately, his eyes transfixed upon him like a hunting cat watching a bird. The dark gleam within them was beautiful as pale hands touched Atemu's abdomen softly. Raising his shirt and pulling it from his body, Atemu moaned softly as a daring tongue lapped at his skin and dipped in his navel. Yami was eager, which was common during season, though not without pleasure.
"Yes", Yami whispered, before raising from the bed with all of his self-restraint and traced the curves of Atemu's muscular chest. Their lips touched softly and Atemu moaned as thumbs caressed his nipples, Yami's rough tongue playing with his own. Pulling the Neko closer to his body, Atemu groaned as he grasped the firm backside and felt Yami buck his hips right against his own. His lover was beautiful, licking his lips after their kiss and the tanned man chuckled softly at the sight. Pale lips attached to his neck next, licking and kissing to draw out Atemu's growing moans.
"My mate", Yami whispered softly in his ear, before sucking on the earlobe. "All mine", he continued, his lips going down to kiss one of the hardened nubs. His tongue flicked out, tracing every line and curve it could find, before the Neko sank down on his knees and nuzzled his lover's crotch. Yami wanted the hardened flesh behind these restraining clothes and he would get what he wished for one way or the other.
Atemu frowned slightly at the new nickname falling over his Neko's lips, before he moaned at the soft nuzzle. He really wasn't concentrating enough to dominate his lover like the other wished him to do. "Unleash it", he muttered, feeling embarrassment rise within while another moan and bolt of pleasure overwhelmed that part of him easily. Especially as nimble hands worked his trousers down, Yami's rough tongue licking his thighs and Atemu softly tangled his fingers in tri-coloured hair. He stroked the base of Yami's ears to urge him on and his kitten made that in between growl, before licking his shaft.
"Want you", he said between licks, lapping away pre-cum and Atemu moaned as his hips twitched at the delicate treatment. "Need you", and the tanned man couldn't agree more. He pushed his lover away from his flesh, before lifting him up on the bed. Grasping the bottle of lube, he warmed the liquid between his hands while crawling between Yami's spread-apart legs.
"Now!", Yami growled out and Atemu stared at him, before smirking.
"No. We'll have it my way", he said darkly, softly and gently pushing a finger inside Yami's willing body. Yami trembled, at both the tune of Atemu's voice as well as his lover penetrating him with at least something. The Neko moaned softly, pushing back against the finger, before he felt Atemu's lips against his neck. They were nipping at his skin and Yami groaned as he clung to the tanned man, his body jolting at every lovely bite.
"More, harder!", Yami cried out as a second finger entered him and started to spread him apart. Atemu wasn't sure what the other was referring to, but considering his lover's new fascination with biting, he gave an extra hard nip on the skin of Yami's shoulder. The Neko gasped suddenly, his body tensing and clenching around tanned fingers as he came, trying to catch his breath with a moan as he pushed his tight body back against Atemu's hand.
"Felt good?", Atemu whispered in the black ear, blowing warm air into them which made his lover groan, his pale legs tight and tense against the tanned man's frame. Yami shivered as cold lube entered his hot body, Atemu kissing his chest and sucking on his nipple to please him back into oblivion. Gulping down air, Yami moaned as he rode his lover's hand, trying to get that touch to reach deep within him.
"Have me, own me, dominate me", he rambled as Atemu pulled his hand back and slicked his waiting flesh. It was not the first time Yami was that demanding, though his choice of words had always been a little different. "Own me", the pale man ordered again, pushing Atemu's hand away so he could wrap his legs around his lover's waist and push his waiting entrance against the tanned penis. Atemu chuckled softly.
"Impatient little kitten", he said, before pushing three of fingers into Yami again. "That does not go without punishment", he added darkly, to which Yami trembled. His hormones were flaring as he could finally feel the head being guided into him and the Neko moaned loud, his hips twitching as Atemu held them down so he wouldn't hurt himself. The first few thrust where slow, to spread out the lube and to add a little more, before Atemu gave a rougher push and Yami cried out at the sensation.
"Yes, yes, more. My mate, mine", Yami growled out between his cries as he clung to Atemu and had his sensitive skin burn with heat. Atemu moaned as he took his lover, holding his hips and tilting them slightly so he could push in deeper and give Yami what he wanted. The tanned man's own hips jerked as the rougher pace tightened the coil within him and he reached between them to squeeze Yami's penis as they made love. Yami continued to cry out his pleasure, gasping for breath as his body tensed and the coil got tighter. Not sure if he wanted to push up in Atemu's hand or down against the flesh dominating him, Yami shook his head and gave a loud cry as he came again.
Atemu's tense body against his and the hot semen inside of him made Yami tremble as his lover came down from his high. He pulled the tanned man down to rest of on his heaving chest, his body clenching tight around the tanned penis still within him. The feeling was glorious and Yami smiled as he purred loud and idly stroked Atemu's back. The tanned man moaned softly at the feeling, before Yami started to push against him and he was lying on his back, for a moment freed of his Neko's strong legs, only to have them back at either side of his hips.
Yami squeezed the soft and sensitive flesh, Atemu jerking at the sensation as new fire was added to his own blood. He grasped the pale hips and groaned loud as he was sheathed back inside Yami's body. He should have known Yami would not be satisfied just yet. He wouldn't be for the upcoming three days and Atemu moaned as his Neko moved his hips up and down to ride him into a new orgasm.
"Mine, all mine. My mate".
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Returning from the bathroom, Atemu smiled as he could see his kitten gazing at him, his dark crimson eyes a little lighter and warm while Yami purred softly in content. He was half asleep, at last, and Atemu had used that time to freshen them both up a little bit. He had even been able to change the sheets while Yami was still drunk on his afterglow. Pale hands stretched out towards him as Atemu came back to the bed, the Neko's purr turning sweet and loving.
"Sleep some, Kitten. Six times with little rest in between is enough", Atemu whispered, the small statement enough to make Yami's ears tremble again. Then his body followed in the trembles and a sweet smile curled pale lips.
"Até", Yami purred lovingly, snuggling up to the tanned man as soon as his lover had joined him underneath the sheets. His skin was hot against Atemu's which made up for another lovely tremble.
"Sleep, Kitten", Atemu whispered, pressing a fond kiss against the pale brow knowing he actually shouldn't. Yet, his Neko nuzzled his chest instead, using it as a pillow while his purrs continued. Atemu fell asleep to the soft sound, though he felt like waking a second later as a rough tongue licked his chest and his phone rang next to his head. It made him wonder if he had even fallen asleep, while dark crimson eyes were glaring at the object as Atemu chose to give his phone more attention before him. Yami settled down upon his lover's lap in protest while Atemu decided to answer the call. Rose-red eyes glared at the Neko upon his lap as he did, however, though that only had Yami idly stroking the tanned man's abdomen while pouting.
"Sennen speaking", Atemu greeted, barely checking the time to see it was eight in the morning. That meant he had been asleep for a small moment.
"Goodmorning Atemu... It's Shizuka and I'm sorry for calling, but Yami left your phone number with me so I could check in on him. I really wanted to know if he's all right? He looked so tense yesterday after that other Neko had told me he was in 'season'. Whatever that means", the young woman from The Swan Inn said in his ear, yet Atemu had to bite his lip to prevent the moan from coming out. Yami was purposely licking his torso in a very teasing and seducing way, one that was not good for his decency.
"Goodmorning Shizuka. It's quite all right, I understand", he was able to manage, before Yami shifted on his lap and grasped his flesh in one hand. Atemu ground his teeth together, giving Yami a pointed look. "One second, I'm on the phone!", he barked at his lover, which only resulted in Yami's ears trembling with growing desire. Wrong move, Atemu knew as much, but the tanned man continued to glare at his Neko either way while trying to focus back on the conversation with Shizuka.
"One-", Yami counted, his hand firmly stroking the tanned penis while he smirked. Atemu trembled with restraint.
"Unfortunately Yami isn't able to come to work today either. Season means he isn't- Damn it, Yami, I said wait a second! Slow down or you're going to hurt yourself!", he ordered, crimson eyes darkening even more while the pale man rubbed his backside against Atemu's hips in hopes of making sure his lover knew what he wanted. Leaning forward, the Neko was smirking like a predator.
"I want you to make love to me, Até. Now", he urged, his own hard flesh rubbed against Atemu's abdomen as he jerked his hips slightly.
"I promise to love you nice and hard as soon as I'm off the phone, but I said wait", the tanned man hissed, before turning to the device against his ear. Yami was pouting slightly, like a beaten kitten who was never allowed to play. There was that smirk however, the tremble and the dark gleam in crimson eyes. Atemu knew he had given Yami exactly what he had wanted. A dominating tone on his voice which drove his lover's hormones through the roof.
"Sorry about that, Shizuka, but Yami is still in season and won't be able to come in today. Count him out tomorrow as well, season lasts three days and see it as if a female cat is in heat. Yami!", he hissed as rough tongue licked his flesh, the sound escaping him because he fought against the moan. His Neko made a deep growl in his voice filled with pleasure, before licking him again languidly. Atemu unceremoniously dropped the phone on the floor, before he jolted into position and pinned Yami beneath him. "You want me to be dominating, Kitten? I'll show you dominant", Atemu growled and he could feel his Neko push up against him with a groan.
"Yes please. My mate, mine. My own, don't stop", Yami pleaded, begging for his lover to understand his needs. "Please", he begged again as he saw Atemu get out the new lube and coated his fingers. Not warming the lube first because that would make Yami even more impatient than he already was, the tanned man thrust inside his lover and felt the body beneath him still when Yami was satisfied at last.
Which was for one whole second. "Move".
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Thanks so much for reading this chapter and I hope it answers some questions. It was a lot of fun writing this one, even after the dip I had. Hopefully I can post the next chapter soon! If you have the time, please leave a review! :D