NINE
After a few more days Atem was released, but under strict orders to maintain his rest. He was happy to have left the hospital, finding it to be a bit claustrophobic being in there too long. Yugi had tried to get out of going to school to ensure Atem would continue to rest, but Atem wasn't allowing it. Yugi, much to his dislike, was still sent to school on daily like usual. Atem reluctantly remained on the couch. He was grateful to be in a boot now and crutches weren't necessary. His arm was still tender and remained in a sling, but he was managing getting by with only one hand. However, his ribs and the rest of his body still ached from the colliding of the car. Even still, he had stubbornly dealt with it, giving only mild grunts to huffs here and there. For the most part he's learned to keep himself in checked.
It was day three and Atem was clawing at the walls wanting to leave. It felt just like how it did at the hospital, except he was able to walk a bit. His only form of fresh air was the balcony, which he was grateful for, but even still, he hated staying cooped up in the home. He was used to being on the run and doing this or that, but now he was limited. Being limited was something he truly hated, especially with his condition. He remained in a lounge across the couch with a new book in his hand that Téa had gotten for him just yesterday. She had just finished the novel and since it wasn't due back for another week to allow Atem to read it for something to do. Like Téa, Atem was a fast reader, especially when he's engrossed into the story like he was with this book. Secret Window, Secret Garden was truly a suspenseful book. Stephen King was an outstanding author.
Téa had gotten a book that held four of the author's published writes: The Langoliers, Secret Window, Secret Garden, The Library Policeman, and The Sun Dog. He enjoyed the first story, The Langoliers, finding it just as suspenseful as Secret Window, Secret Garden. In The Langoliers it took place mostly in this deserted town in Maine. The residences were passengers heading to Boston, Massachusetts. The passengers had awoken in the plane to find all but ten people had vanished without a trace. The crew had also disappeared, which instantly had Atem curious on what was even going on. If it weren't for Brian Eagle being a former pilot then surely the plane would have been stuck wherever. Eagle had taken the plane to Bangor, Maine and the rest was when it started making Atem's mind shift from one theory to the next. He truly enjoyed stories like these, ones that can grasp the reader.
As he read, he soon heard the door knocking. Atem couldn't help but to arch a brow at the sound. He wasn't expecting anyone to show up, much less at around noon. His first thought was possibly Téa stopping by from lunch since she pulled that stunt just the other day, but he honestly was at a loss. Either way, he slowly closed the book after noting the page number he was on and settled the paperback on the coffee table. Slowly and painfully, he got up with a drawn out groan and took a moment to gather his bearings.
After a few seconds later, he was wobbling over to the door. The knocking became more agitated in their knocks. Groaning, he opened the door and blinked when he was met with sapphire blue eyes.
"Kaiba," Atem greeted in surprise.
The taller man smirked in response, "What, are you surprised to see me? What kind of boyfriend would I be if I didn't come and check up on you every once in awhile?"
Atem quirked a brow in confusion, was boyfriend really being used by Kaiba? It felt odd, but a good kind of odd. "You are supposed to be working," he pointed out the obvious.
Kaiba gave a little scoff then, "I'm on my meal, and besides I've done all my meetings needed. I have my laptop with me to finish it up. I figured I could do the rest here and get something delivered for a lunch. I doubt you've eaten. So it's up to me to feed you myself."
"I see, and if I'm not hungry?"
By this time Kaiba had allowed himself in and closed the door behind. "Then I'll eat, it's that simple."
He brushed past Atem and made himself comfortable in the armchair adjacent from the couch. Atem sighed and hobbled over in return to the couch. Slowly, he managed to redeem his former position and grabbed his book again. Finding his page once more, he began to indulge in the story yet again while Kaiba contently booted up his laptop and began to work in silence. Only the tapping of the keys from the keyboard were heard in soft clicks echoing in the opened space. It shouldn't be this calming, this comfortable, but it was. Atem was perfectly at ease and he could tell Kaiba was as well. They weren't even interacting with the other yet they fell into a comfortable state in doing so. It was almost as if they've been together for years rather a few days and were acting out as an old married couple.
About an hour had passed before their silence had ended. Kaiba had closed his laptop with a sigh and that caused Atem to look from his book. He stretched his neck to view Kaiba and saw him pulling out his phone. Arching a brow, he soon returned to his book while Kaiba ordered a pizza to be delivered. Once off the phone he was at his feet and pulling the book from Atem's hands.
"How about you drop the book for now?" Kaiba said and closed it up before placing it on the table.
Atem slanted his eyes a bit, "I couldn't see where I was at to remember it for later?" He sounded a bit agitated, but Kaiba of course shrugged it off.
"You can find it later," he replied, "For now, I think it's time to have a break from everything."
That completely went over Atem's head. He continued to look confused, even as Kaiba hovered a bit over him. The familiar predator gaze filled his eyes and that's when the light bulb went off.
"Oh…" was all he could muster out before Kaiba had softly cupped his chin in a hand and brought their lips together.
Atem's stomach did heated flips that made him a bit nauseated, but he embraced the feeling. Using his good hand, he cupped Kaiba's cheek and for once took the privilege in deepening the kiss. His tongue nervously pressed to Kaiba's lips in hopes he'd allow the shy muscle to enter. To Atem's gratitude, he opened his mouth partially, but his own tongue traveled out to greet Atem's. In the opened air, the two muscles twined together, more to explore the other than to battle. Soon enough Kaiba's opened mouth molded onto Atem's and the tongue battle conspired heatedly in the sanctuary of their mouths. Kaiba's hand that originally grasped Atem's chin had ventured into the tousled, multi-colored hair. His fingers wrapped around a handful of strands and he gave a soft growl.
Atem's hand wandered to the back of Kaiba's neck and grasped his hair aligned with the back of it. He didn't understand the pressure, the heat, that continued to build within him, but he enjoyed it nevertheless. Kaiba's body soon provided unexpected friction as he ground into Atem a bit. That action alone had made Atem break their connection to give a gasp. Kaiba's response was a chuckle and his mouth was at Atem's ear, forcing the bottomed man to keep his eyes closed tightly. He felt prickles along his flesh at the hot breath washing over it.
"If only you weren't handicapped right now…" Kaiba purred and eventually was grasping the arm of the couch Atem's head laid on.
The grinds came a bit rougher, but still maintained a slow speed. "I'd love to see how this kind of fight would pan out, but I can promise you that you'd lose this one." He growled and Atem shivered and then swallowed hard.
He helplessly opened his legs a bit more with what little he could to try and heighten the effect. His cheeks flushed a bit at how easy he was becoming in accepting Kaiba doing whatever this was to his body.
"Mmph—!" He grunted out and finally looked over to Kaiba with lust slowly glazing his irises.
"You sound so confident," he said in a gruff, mostly so he could keep his voice leveled, "but we won't know until I am fully healed."
With that ending sentence, he gave a smirk to Kaiba and demanded his mouth to his again. Their mouths once more danced together, wetting the swelling flesh with their saliva in the process. The kiss was slowly growing more demanding and messy, and Kaiba's motions were coming quicker out of pure desire.
Atem groaned in response here and there, but for the most part he was clutching Kaiba's hair more firmly in his fist. He wished he could fight with Kaiba, trying to do the same for him, but all he could do was try and move in sync from below. It was difficult. His head was swimming at this point and his natural dominance was kicking in along with the frustration of being unable to unleash that side of him out. For now, he was a submissive, and Atem enjoyed it, but he also disliked it strongly. He felt something poking him, but really couldn't decipher exactly what it was. All Atem knew was that he felt his sweats tighten a bit and pressure build between his legs. Then it was all over. Kaiba froze on Atem and both were left breathing heavily. Atem ached below and soon was able to look down and note exactly what was poking him and what was wrong with himself. His crimson deepened within his cheeks at the discovery and he was very embarrassed. Kaiba lifted his chin up and they locked eyes once more.
"Don't," he breathed out. "There's nothing to be ashamed of, it's what we do when we're aroused. I don't think you need a dictionary to know what that word means."
Atem slanted his eyes a bit, "I am not in the stone-age, Kaiba…" he muttered in response, but Kaiba smirked down to him.
"Could have fooled me…" his voice came off as sarcastic, like usual.
Atem rolled his eyes and shook himself free of Kaiba's hand. "And what was the purpose in getting me aroused?"
"Simple: to see if I could do it, and shockingly, I didn't have to try that hard."
Atem glared daggers at Kaiba. "So this was another ploy for an ego boost?"
Kaiba winked to him, "Possibly, but remember, I'm aroused too. What does that say on your end? It was a test to see just how far this attraction goes. From what I can tell, it's also a physical attraction, which I had a feeling since I kissed you last time all I wanted to do was to throw you against the wall."
Atem's glare faded quickly and materialized into surprise. "Throw me…against the wall..?"
"And take you from behind," he finished.
So Kaiba's attraction went deeper than Atem expected. Hell, Atem's attraction went deeper than he thought! Kaiba was right; he didn't have to try hard at all in getting Atem excited. He was still trying to figure if that was good or bad. His body was screaming it was good, but his mind battled with that. Kaiba broke Atem's train of thought by lowering down and taking his full bottom lip in his teeth. The man nibbled a bit harshly at it and Atem couldn't help but to groan at the action. Kaiba gave it a stretch and released the lip to watch it snap back into place.
"Damn pouty lips," he grumbled out, "even swollen they're still tempting to bite into."
Atem swallowed hard at that. His mouth went dry. Before he could form a response, the door was knocked on and Kaiba's attention went behind his shoulder. He scoffed then, "Typical for the pizza guy to show during a moment like this."
He shook his head and quickly got up and ran for the door. He managed to keep his lower half hidden behind the door and paid the bill and balanced the pizza box on his hand. He closed the door and soon returned to Atem, who now forced himself to sit up and leave room for Kaiba on the couch. Kaiba comfortably sat next to him and placed the pizza on the coffee table.
"How's the shoulder and leg doing?"
He asked after flipping the pizza box open to reveal a cheese and pepperoni topping pizza. However, it wasn't cut in the traditional triangles, but small squares and mini-triangles. It was still a full pizza, it was just cut oddly.
"Since you're down an arm I figured smaller pieces would be wise. I am not about to feed you." He said, but of course covered up the thought process with a typical Kaiba response.
Atem gave a little smile, actually touched Kaiba took his sling into consideration and had requested for it to be specially cut.
"I wouldn't let you feed me," he pointed out and took a corner with his good hand, "I would rather starve."
He took a bite out of his pizza slice and Kaiba shook his head with a little smirk. Clearly, Kaiba was thankful Atem didn't make a big deal about it. Why would he?
"And to answer your question, they are doing fine. How is your arousal?" He asked with a cocked brow, secretly pleased he caused that one.
Kaiba chuckled and soon turned the TV on to find something to watch. "It's long gone; the pizza man wasn't my type."
"And what is your type?"
Kaiba smirked over to Atem then and took another bite of his own pizza. "Apparently they're spike-haired runts that beat me in Duel Monsters…"
Grinning widely there, he turned his attention to the TV screen as an episode of Law & Order: Special Victims Unit played.
"I was expecting old spirits, but that will do nicely."
Kaiba scoffed, "Sure, if you were still that. Like I said before: you're not that anymore, so why even bring it up? Although, since you did mention it, I do have a thing for ancient rulers in dresses."
With a laugh, Atem finished his pizza slice and chucked with his good hand the pillow he had to rest on at Kaiba.
"Hey! I'm eating here!"
"You deserved it."
"Really and why is that? Is it because I just stated a fact?"
Atem grinned wider, he could see Kaiba's own smile spreading from the corner of his eye. It was a nice look for him to see an actual genuine smile. It was a rarity to even see, unless perhaps being Mokuba. Atem would give anything to keep that smile on Kaiba's face.
"Shut up and watch the damn television show," he said simply and went for another piece of pizza.
Kaiba remained with Atem until a given fifteen minutes before Yugi was due back. He quickly picked up his laptop and took the empty pizza box. Atem walked him to the door and Kaiba turned around for his final goodbye.
"Do you care if I come back tomorrow? You really shouldn't be alone with your injuries just in case something was to happen."
Atem arched a brow, "Are you saying that you worry about me?"
His blue eyes rolled in annoyance. He closed his eyes then but smirked, "I suppose you could say that, but I wouldn't."
In Kaiba language, that meant yes. Atem gave a smile and leaned up to press a gentle peck on Kaiba's lips. "I could use the company," he said.
The action surprised Kaiba, but he wouldn't say he didn't enjoy it. Nodding his head, he opened the door and stepped out. "Then I will see you tomorrow," he agreed.
With that Kaiba quickly traveled down the stairs and out of the game shop door that Atem always left unlocked unless he and Yugi were asleep or both gone. Atem quickly closed the door and returned to the couch where he continued to read his paperback, waiting for Yugi to return home. As far as anyone was concerned, Seto Kaiba was never in the home. Their little secret remained sealed behind closed doors, just how the both of them preferred it for the time being.
However, Atem was missing Kaiba the moment he left. Things fell into place when he was around, and it was weird Kaiba gave off that vibe. Nothing changed between them except the apparent brand new titles of their relationship, but Atem wouldn't have expected for Kaiba to change. He didn't want him to. He wanted Kaiba to remain as Kaiba, and that's exactly what he continued to get. It's odd how they're still the same both in personalities to each other and characters, but it is how they fell for the other as well. So if it ever changed then Atem probably would question where his Kaiba went off to, as hysterical as it sounded.
He continued to replay the afternoon in his head rather than reading his book. A dorky smile was on his lips and for some reason Atem knew that Kaiba was doing the very same thing he was: reminiscing and excited for another afternoon spent together come tomorrow. The wait was excruciating.