Ten Days since my last total update...Not bad if I do say so myself ^_^ It took me four days to write this bad boy, and two days to edit it.

Course then again it's also been about seven months and two week since I last updated this fic...I have no excuse except that I'd hope to Finish FK and DR, which I did YAY! But anyway, here's the next update and I made it extra-long and extra special for you guys to make up for the evil, evil wait ^-^

Disclaimer: I own nothing, plot was inspired by the musical Thoroughly Modern Millie and the characters belong to Takehashi, the twists are mine but I take no credit for anything else!

Dedications: To Vanya-Deja whose incredibly awesome story Gambit and its early chapters inspired this new plot twist (I have a TOTALLY different plan in mind for this one!), so thanks so much Van! Even if you're not a fan of this story, your support has been incredible. To BakuraFangurl, who stepped up to the challenge of betaing this and then braved evil math, school work, and my own horrible grammar to get this chapter back to me ;) You are the best girl! I love you so much!

Warnings: HAVE A WATER BOTTLE AND A BOX OF TISSUES ON STAND BY! TRUST ME, YOU'RE GOING TO NEED THEM

Other than that the traditional warnings: Yaoi, shonen-ai, guys kissing, mentions of prostitution, possible sexual theme, violence and strong language, you guys know the usual.

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Now, without further ado... The long awaited next chapter of AIEW!


Passion

Too stunned by Yami's kiss to react, an enormous wave of long-awaited satisfaction completely overwhelmed Yugi's senses. Helpless to stop it, all earlier feelings of anger and bitterness vanished. His memory erased everything except the realization of who was kissing him. He'd day-dreamed what kissing Yami might be – hell, who wouldn't when constantly sleeping over with someone as incredibly gorgeous and passionate as Yami? Yet the sheer reality of Yami's lips pressed against his brought on a whole new wave of sensations Yugi'd never experienced in all of his brief romantic life.

But they were and they molded against Yugi's lips so perfectly it was as if they'd been specifically designed that way, and when Yami's lips enclosed over his it was Yugi who pushed into the kiss and Yami pushed back. Yami's lips were sweet and strong, but soft and rich like exotic sweets, and felt so perfect against Yugi's lips. His arms immediately wrapped around Yami's neck, pulling him closer, kissing him harder, determined to capture and keep that taste in his mouth and those soft lips enclosed over his. He felt Yami's arms wrap around his waist and lift him off the ground. Yami's free arm encircled around his back and pulled him closer. Yugi's leg hiked up Yami's hip in reply.

Responding, Yami pulled Yugi flush against his hips and chest and dipped them forward until Yugi's back crashed against the porch pillar. Yami's arm abandoned Yugi's shoulder and braced them both against the pillar. Yugi groaned when his back hit the ruffled surface of the pillar, but he just pulled Yami's mouth closer to muffle the sound. He'd be damned if this kiss ended because of a little discomfort. His heart was about to burst from the speed it was beating, and was so loud he was certain Yami could hear it, but he didn't care. Grabbing Yami's collar, Yugi's arm tightened around Yami's neck and his legs wrapped around his waist. His body shook, his breath hitched, the sensation thrilled him, rocking his body like a tremor of excitement. It didn't matter how gentle or how rough it was; to Yugi, this was the most intense kiss he'd ever experienced.

Ambrosia couldn't described the taste and feel of Yugi, at least Yami thought so. The boy's lips were superior to every romantic descriptive cliché that filled his brain and his taste was so sweet Yami could get drunk from it. He'd been pleasantly surprised by the force behind the boys lips, the tightness of his arms, the contraction of his legs around his waist, everything about Yugi told him he was enjoying this just as much as Yami was, if not more, and he sure as hell wasn't complaining. Anyone he'd kissed or dated was nothing compared to Yugi. A vague, boring shadow compared to the gorgeous, sculpted work of art he had in his arms. And, best of all, Yugi was kissing him back! Pulling him deeper, pulling him closer! He was basically giving Yami permission to kiss and hold and touch him all he wished.

How long had he waited to do this, to hold Yugi like this? To kiss him, but held back purely due to at Yugi's insistence and a respectful desire not to open up old wounds? He was a gentleman at heart after all. If Yugi shoved him away when he kissed him he'd have begged for forgiveness. Even if Yugi had shoved him away and never wanted to see him, he'd respect that decision, if only to burn this kiss into his memory permanently. But oh, how he prayed that wouldn't happen. Prayed Yugi would want him back, if only for one night, if only for one evening, if only until he grew bored of him; it wouldn't matter to Yami as long as Yugi wanted him right now.

Too soon, their lungs started to ache. They ignored it for as long as they could, wanting to keep this feeling, this kiss, this movement alive for as long as possible, but the longer they fought it the worse the need began to dominate. The desperate desire for oxygen burned its way into their brains, but they fought it for as long as they were able, both knowing that once the kiss ended and reality set in, realization would laughingly make itself known. Rationality would force them to evaluate their actions and its consequences and the wonderfully blissful, beautiful mood they'd set would be lost. Neither was willing to break first, neither willing to give in until the promise of suffocation became too impossible to deny any longer.

They broke the kiss at the same time with a violent gaps from both parties. The remaining bliss smothered logic and reason for the time being. Their half-lidded, passion-glazed eyes locked and their gasping, parted lips mere millimeters apart from the other, made it clear neither of them wanted to stop even as sense started to return.

"We shouldn't have done that," Yami gasped out first. His glasses had slipped down to his nose and he carefully took them off and slipped them into his coat pocket, giving Yugi access to the gorgeous ruby jewels in all their glory.

"I know," Yugi nodded leaning forward to capture the man's lips in a light peck, but the second their lips touched, Yami's own enclosed over Yugi's and they kissed again. It lasted only a second before they were forced to separate, but that single second felt more intense and eternal than their first kiss.

"Sorry, we really shouldn't do this." Yugi apologized half-heartedly in his high.

"Yeah," Yami nodded, closing his eyes and gently pecking Yugi's cheek. Barely touching the edge of his lips, he started kissing along Yugi's jaw line, his heart leaping with pride each time he heard a moan. Yugi tilted his chin to ensure that Yami kissed his lips again, and he pushed back deeply before Yami could pull away.

Neither had moved from the position they'd chosen when they started kissing, neither wanted to leave that comfortable posture that made kissing so easy.

"Wait," Yami said when they broke away again, barely able to speak through his lust glazed mind. "We both know…we shouldn't be doing this…" He said quickly so he could inhale all at once, his words were all breath.

"But we're doing it anyway?" Yugi said, though he had to force it to sound like a question.

"And we both know we need to stop…" Yami's words sounded unconvinced.

"That we should stop," Yugi corrected his eyes half-lidded and his voice breathy.

"But we wanna keep going… right?" Yami formed it as a question but the fake tone didn't fool Yugi at all.

"Oh yeah," he said purposely closing his eyes into sexy slits and jumped into Yami's arms with such force, Yami had to catch and lift him into their next kiss. He wrapped himself around Yugi tightly; a thrill of excitement invigorated his spine when Yugi's legs tightened about his waist. He wanted this to last forever. Take his soul now if it was a dream.

"You're sure?" The conscious part of him asked, needing the confirmation before his mind and soul could officially lose itself to the pleasure and passion that was Yugi.

"Yes, damn it! Now shut up and kiss me!" Yugi whined, grabbing the front of Yami's shirt and dragging him down into a forceful kiss. His free arm flung around Yami's neck, pulling him further against Yugi's demanding lips.

He honestly didn't know why either of them were acting like this. Sure, there'd been obvious sexual tension between them, but the furthest they'd ever gone was maybe a chaste kiss on the cheek, never anything real or deep. Never like this, but Yugi sure as hell wasn't complaining and he'd be damned if they stopped now! Oh no, this gorgeous, rowdy, brilliant specimen of a man was all is, and Yugi was hell-bent on having him all to himself. Kami, if Yami's kisses were this good, he couldn't even imagine how great the sex would be; Virgin, his ass!

Do it, Yugi's very body seemed to urge.

Commanding, desperate, wanting and needy and bucking his hips into Yami's in such a way the man wanted nothing more than to pin him to that damn pillar and take him right now. Delirious with pleasure and holding nothing back, Yami broke their kiss for a split second to grab Yugi's wrist and shove him back roughly against the pillar, enticing a muffled cross between a hiss and a moan from Yugi. Yami's eyes folded into wicked slits of desire and he slowly licked his lips, watching with satisfaction when Yugi practically melted, giving Yami the freedom to pin both his wrists above his head. The purple pupils of his eyes were barely visible, the nearly closed lids enticing the older man to play.

Everything Yugi did was a perfect weapon in their game of seduction. Those half-lidded eyes shining with an obvious seduction; the perfectly formed smile in his panting mouth that screamed "come get me," the subtle pink of his cheeks, even the purposely weak tug in his wrists all of it practically screamed: Do it! Take me! Break me! Screw me! Make love to me! Fuck me! Whatever you wanna call it, just do it! DO IT! Could he be more obvious?

Yami crashed their lips together. Wet and hot, the kiss was sloppy and inexperienced, the two of them determined to claim more of the other. Yami's movements were borderline frantic but his eagerness made Yugi moan in approval and desire.

Playful flirting and cockiness aside, deep down Yugi always knew Yami would never cross any lines unless he made the first move. But now that he had given Yami his permission, the man had jumped right over that line and onto Yugi's bones and it wasn't stopping now.

The force of Yami's kiss shoved his back painfully hard into the grooves of the pillar, causing Yugi to bite his lip, but Yami only seemed to find it kinky. To counter, Yugi released one of his weakening legs from Yami's thighs and hiked it further up against Yami's hip, cursing in his mind that the man was taller, but his complaint was quickly lost when Yami's free hand dipped down side. He threw his head back hard into the pillar, breaking the kiss to moan when long fingers curled into the skin of his hip. Yugi tugged on his wrists in reflex and almost fell over when they were wretched free, only to cheer and burry his fingers in the back of Yami's coat when he found his thighs wrenched apart and wrapped around those strong hips by Yami's talented hands.

With devilish eyes and a fervent smile, Yugi bounced in Yami's lap, squirming and arching his spine, conjoining their hips with a delicious, molten heat. The friction alone brought stars to Yugi's eyes. He found himself looking down at Yami who still held him roughly a head above him. Hands still firm on the underside of Yugi's thighs, with a devilish lick of his lips, Yami brought Yugi down to his eye level by dragging those soft thighs tighter and more completely around his hips. Yugi's legs locked on impulse, shivering with delight and excitement when Yami's smile curled into a wicked grin. He immediately moaned when a hand left his thigh, only to wrap around his thin waist and pull him closer. He barely noticed the loss of the second hand until he felt the seam of his pants start to tighten and his lower half shiver when suddenly exposed to a cool breeze.

His skin froze with delight when warm fingertips curled and trailed along his belly button and down the curve of his stomach. Yugi's eyes snapped open. When did Yami take his leather gloves off? Looking at Yami with a combination of shocked delight and disbelief, Yugi's entire body shivered when Yami gave a Grinch's smile. The warm tracks of his fingers twirling circles deeper and deeper, teasing the skin of Yugi's hip, then his pelvis, then toying with the waistband of his boxers, tugging on it then letting it snap back into place, enticing a loud squeak from Yugi's lips. He flushed bright red at the embarrassing sound and blushed deeper when Yami pressed their noses together, his smile, if possible, curled even more.

How the hell did this happen? How did Yugi go from being the one in control to being completely at Yami's mercy? When had those fingers started playing with his waistband again? When had his whole hand slipped insides Yugi's pants?

Yami's smiled showed teeth when Yugi's arms left his neck and flew back, bracing him on the pillar. His back creaked in a perfect arch, his breath froze in his chest, and his eyes widened and looked at him with a combination of shock and delirium. Yami grinned and curled his fingers around Yugi's passion, squeezing lightly and rubbing the tip with his thumb.

It took every drop of Yugi's willpower not to scream. An infectious, burning heat ignited in their conjoined hips and spread outward like a molten heat that Yugi wanted nothing more than to melt into.

"Kami!" Yugi screamed, semi-senseless and burning with desire. His nails digging into the wood of the pillars scratching off paint and splinters every time he clenched and unclenched them.

Unwilling to let Yami have all the fun, Yugi steadied a weak hand to clasp the creases and folds of Yami's coat, pulling tighter every time he felt Yami's fingers squeeze and his thumb taunt and tease. Stroking a palm over Yami's cheek, Yugi smiled when Yami purred into the touch and curled his thumb and forefinger under the man's chin to urge him up where Yugi's ready lips were waiting to catch him in another kiss. Soon all their focus became that kiss. Yami's fingers squeezed Yugi tighter on instinct, making Yugi squeal and moan at once, and Yugi raked his nails down Yami's chest, massaging skin and making Yami purr. Yugi thrust his hips forward with such force Yami was forced to retract his hand, but made up for it by reattaching it to the boy's thigh and kneading the soft, wanton flesh.

Their lips met with bruising force, pushing and pressing and molding against the other's in perfect motion. Tongues met briefly then parted ways to give the other complete access to their opposing territories. Lips, hands, skin, burning, shivering aching moans twisted out: Kami, at this rate they'd both fall apart in a manner of minutes!

Shoving the other back against the wood, it became too much and they collapsed into each other, the pillar becoming the only thing holding them up, but their kiss refused to break. They both reach a hand behind or in front of him to brace against the pillar, while the other gained purchase of the other their kiss deepening. Yugi, sandwiched between Yami and the pillar, pulled the man closer, forcing Yami to release his thigh and brace both hands against the wood. Without the needed support Yugi's legs loosened weakly before they both collapsed clumsily against the pillar and slid to the floor.

Yugi's legs lost their lock and pulled back and folded together in a mermaid position, his arms limp at this side, gasping and on the verge of breathlessness. Yami was in no better condition, fallen on all fours, his arms barely held him up and he was forced into a kneeling position, but one tired hand weakly tried to grab the banister. His shoulders hunched with the force of each ragged breath. Crimson eyes delirious and glazed with desire looked into rich purple darkened with lust and half-lidded with unbridled fervor.

Delirious and high, their pupils wandered innocently. Both of them began taking into account where they were in reality for the first time all night. Yami growled and clenched his fists. Yugi pouted and bit his lips pathetically. They couldn't continue on a porch balcony, not when people were going to be coming in and out; not when valets were going to be bringing people their cars, and butlers their coats. How they managed to go undiscovered until now was a miracle in itself, but Yugi didn't want to stop. He was horny, damn it!

"Come on." He was yanked to his feet by Yami's hands and dragged back inside.

"Where are we going?" Yugi asked, semi-senseless and still high.

"I don't know," Yami admitted, biting his lip frantically. "But I'll be damned if we don't finish this."

They tip-toed back inside, avoiding maids and guests who were leaving or touring the house, but neither could find any place they were confident in deeming safe. Even if they did, Yugi could feel his high departing, regardless how much he wanted Yami to make him ache, buried so deep in him he couldn't move. This was still Mai's house, for Kami's sake.

"Oh, there you two are!" The two froze in their steps. Yami dropped Yugi's hand as they whirled around. Mai stood with a gloved hand barely covering the impossibly wide smile on her face. Her eyes were bright and her cheeks pinched like she'd been giggling for hours. "I almost forgot to tell you," She said sweetly, barely biting back laughter. "Your room is up stairs, one floor up, first one on the left. I already told the maids to mark it for you."

There was a playful wink in her eyes that made them both burn red.

"Now, I wasn't sure how many guest rooms we'd need, but I thought you and Yugi wouldn't mind sharing. So it's for both of you, got it?"

Yami was the first to recover and glared at her, but Mai only pouted and flicked his nose. "Now, now, Yami, I don't care if you say you're sober, you know I never let my guests leave unless they have a ride home. I have plenty of guest rooms all set up, now upstairs you go!" She ordered in a tone one would've considered that of a responsible host, but Yami could see past it. He could see that glint in her wink, that perk of her smile, and the tilt of her head as she looked over her shoulder as she left. She practically screamed "Have fun!" and "I want every detail," but right now he was too horny to care, so with a polite smile and a swoop of his hand he grabbed Yugi and rushed them upstairs.

"Wait, is this okay?" Yugi said cursing the rationality desperately fighting its way back into his conscious mind.

"Of course!" Yami said flashing the brightest, Yamiest smile Yugi'd ever seen. "I totally forgot Mai lets her guests stay over all the time. We're good as long as we're out of here before Seto gets home," Yami promised as they rushed upstairs. The first door on the left flashed a bright red tag on the door in elegant script: Reserved for Yami and Yugi. "Damn, Mai should be a fortune teller, not an actress!"

"Well, it would be a waste if they got it all nice and clean for us?" Yugi said, rationalizing their situation.

"That's true, and it would be much easier than having to wait for a taxi or Kami, forbid, walking all the way back to my place, or yours—"

"No!" Yugi jumped immediately, knowing either of those options would result in nothing but a destroyed mood and awkward night and both of them so frustrated they'd jump the bones of the first person they'd see. Oh no, that was not an option. Yami'd already seduced him so he wasn't letting the man out of sight until they were both satisfied.

"Well, in that case," Yami barely opened the door an inch when Yugi pounced on him. Their lips locked and their eyes closed in another fierce, bruising kiss. Hands wandered: groping, rubbing, touching whatever cloth covered flesh they could find. They shoved inside their room; Yami barely shut the door when Yugi shoved him against it with such force he groaned. Kissing him hard, Yugi shoved his hands to his shoulders pushing off the long blazer. Yami relaxed his arms allowing his coat to pool at his feet. Once they were free he divided Yugi of his own blazer, ripped open his vest, and dragged them both off. Their nimble fingers hurried to undo buttons, pull off ties, and stroke whatever skin was available to them.

Yugi broke the kiss, too impatient and ripped off Yami's shirt, not caring if any buttons came undone and gazed at the gorgeous specimen's pale golden chest. Nervous fingers twirling over the grooves and abs he'd traced earlier but never truly imagined. Shit! Yami was built! Yugi licked his lips and immediately attacked the delicious skin, but Yami grabbed his shoulders before he could and waved his finger with a smirk like he was scolding a child, and proceeded to divide Yugi of his shirt. Yugi fumbled clumsily to get it off, fighting to get his hands free from the damningly difficult cloth. He managed to free one arm and smoothed his palm over the firm, fleshy curves. His opposite fingers joined as soon as they were free, smoothing up and down Yami's sides, making the man moan. He snatched Yugi's upper arms like a root ensnaring dirt and kissed Yugi for probably the tenth time that night. The moment their lips locked, his hands ensnared his thighs, wrenching them open and hefting them around his hips once more. Yugi complied and thrust forward crashing their hips and arousals together making them both groan into their kiss. His arms encircled Yami's upper back, dragging himself upward to gain as much purchase of that deliciously sweet skin as he could.

With a firm grip on his precious cargo, Yami pushed himself up from the door and dipped Yugi slightly. It didn't take Yugi long to figure out he was leading them back towards the bed. Yami clumsily deposited his beautiful burden on the edge of the bed, groaning and bracing himself on his arms, trying to catch his breath. All while Yugi had crashed half on, half off the bed, thighs spread, upper body braced on his elbows, body shaking and breathe ragged, all tense and riled like a kitten wanting to play but was forced back into the den by its mother. Yami couldn't help but feel turned on by those pouty lips and angry but pleading eyes - even Yugi's hair had fallen out of its original ponytail and bristled with sexual frustration.

Those eyes suddenly compelled him, dragging Yami forward, determined to give the cute little minx whatever he wanted. He dragged lewd fingers, rough and firm, up the contours of Yugi's thighs, teasing some of Yugi's most sensitive spots, unwittingly making Yugi mewl and shiver. His feet rose to push against the edge of the bed, and using his feet and hands he lifted his hips for a second before crashing. Taking the hint, Yami undid Yugi's belt with swift fingers and it flung across the room, joining their pile of clothes, before fumbling with the zipper and buttons. Whining at the wait, Yugi bucked his hips again and held them in place until Yami dragged them and his boxers down to his knees with a grunt. Yugi purred and squealed back in anticipation.

Yugi leaned back, knees drawn up, forcing his pants to pool at his ankles, thighs parted in wanton eagerness, lips splayed enticingly and eyes lidded seductively: his body instructing the man to continue in a way his voice never could. Yami matched his teasing by tauntingly unbuckling his belt and slowly pulling it out loop by loop, smirking when Yugi's white knuckles clenched the comforter. Eyebrows furrowing, Yugi urged him with desperate, impatient moans. Yugi wanted to tell Yami to hurry up and screw him, to take him and make him scream, pound into him until he was too sore to move, but the words only came out as impatient growls and desperate mewls of want.

The action seemed to work, because Yami pounced, colliding their upper bodies. One of Yami's hands reached towards the desk for something to use as a lube, his free hand manhandling Yugi's side and dragging him closer to the edge. Yugi's clenched hands pulled up the comforter with the force. The action made Yugi keen in excitement, his knees tightening around Yami's hips keeping them trapped.

Suddenly, the man growled in frustration. One hand holding the bottle, the other keeping a firm grip on Yugi's hip, torn between which to relinquish so he could undo his pants. Unwilling to wait for the man to decide Yugi sat up, tightening his knees around Yami's hips and pulled him forward. Swift fingers fumbled to undo those damn buttons and the zipper of Yami's dress pants and yanked them down. But Yami grabbed his hands before he could grab the boxers, and roughly dragged Yugi's hips forward. Their arousals crashed together. Yugi threw his head back at the action, arms straight at his side and released a breathy moan before pivoting on his hands and rolling onto his stomach instead.

Over his shoulder he saw Yami blink in confusion but Yugi just flashed him a seductive smile, wiggling his bottom. Yami licked his lips and, lube still in hand, fumbled with his pants and boxers while his free hand firmly grabbed hold of Yugi's hips and held them there. Yugi closed his eyes and laid flat on his chest, arms spread in front of him already moaning as he waited for Yami to slide hot and hard into—

"Mee-ah!" Yugi jumped, releasing an embarrassing 'meep', and tried to roll, but Yami's hold kept him firmly in place. The thin, slick invader trailed down the curves of Yugi's rump, between the creases of his bottom and circled the tight, constricting folds that guarded his insides. "H-hey," he finally managed to look over his shoulder, heart pounding in his chest, and forcing himself to suppress the ready moans begging for release. "What the hell are you—" He didn't get a chance to finish.

"Prepping you," Yami said with a smile far too sweet and innocent for one about to engage in a sexual rendezvous, and way too devious for a virgin. "Isn't that what couples do when they're in between foreplay and actually making love?"

"Oh Kami," Yugi groaned exasperated and torn between impatience and delights when that slender digit slowly, gently pushed inside him and began rubbing the knuckle against his softness, circling, curling inside him. Yugi bit his lip to keep from moaning. His eyes shut tightly and his face buried in the comforter. Fingers clawed and dragged at the cloth, not to escape the touch but in a desperate attempt for control. His hips bucked fiercely into the touch, but Yami's firm hand kept his hips pinned in place. When a second finger joined the first just as slowly, just as gently, just as tantalizingly, Yugi could feel the two begin spreading in a V-shape, starting at the opening and digging deeper inside as they went. He buried his face in the comforter and screamed. That felt good, too good. As much as Yugi was enjoying this, he couldn't stop himself from wanting the real stuff.

"Oh Kami, just fuck me already," Yugi begged, his voice muffled by the blanket, even as he rose his head to glare over his shoulder.

Yami only smiled as his delicious captive squirmed and mewled and pleaded under his touches. "Sorry, Yugi, but I can't do that." Having maneuvered himself earlier, his hands kept a firm lock on Yugi's hip so lube covered fingers petted and probed the boys insides, memorizing the sweetest of Yugi's spots, the most sensitive softness, creating a mental map in his mind for the good stuff. His knees gently pressed against either side of Yugi's hips, keeping him in place and Yugi's legs pinned beneath them.

"Why the hell not?!" Yugi demanded, cursing in his mind as Yami's fingers dug deeper. "I can't take anymore." Kami, Yugi was so oversensitive, it was almost embarrassing. When was the last time he'd had sex? Not since college when his curiosity had gotten the better of him, but none of them had ever been this good, this perfect! He'd lost his virginity to a random girl after a party who had no idea he was a virgin and made it perfectly clear she wasn't. He'd been so nervous and had no idea what he was doing, and felt like he was being swallowed, yet somehow he'd managed to be good enough to impress her. But he'd hated being on top, hated the feeling of being swallowed and stressing over whether or not he was doing something right or totally screwing it up. Being on the bottom was more fun, he had much more control. All the guys he'd slept with were practically wrapped around his finger, but his own experiences had been shaky and awkward and painfully inexperienced. They were never like this.

"Sorry Cutie," Yami teased. As much as he enjoyed Yugi like this, he had a different plan in mind for his first time, and whether Yugi liked it or not he'd just have to go along with it; after all Yami only want to make this just as special for Yugi too. "But I want to do this right. I don't plan on my first time going all the way being a loveless affair."

"Bullshit!" Yugi swore over his shoulder, white knuckled nails burrowing into the comforter so hard it curled over his hand. "Who was it?"

"Hmm?" Yami arched a brow and experimentally rolled his fingers in to different directions.

"Shit!" Yugi's back shot into a perfect arch, his head nearly colliding with Yami's nose. Yugi collapsed a second later, glaring and panting, hands folded under him. "I don't care who it was, just give me a damn name! Who was it?"

"I'm afraid I have no idea what you're talking about." Yami said, releasing Yugi's hip and slipped his hand under Yugi's hip and towards his crotch.

"Ah!" Yugi squirmed forcing a tight sound from his throat. His insides contracted on reflex around Yami's fingers. His body spasm from the dual points of pleasure.

Tight swears in a broken language that must've been a form of English slang - because Yami didn't understand half of them - erupted from Yugi's lips with each squeeze. He curled one finger tightly after the other then drummed the hardening flesh. He felt Yugi buck his hips and he clenched roughly, and groaned in exasperation at the feel of those hips colliding with his own neglected member. He hissed through gritted teeth and, tension mounting, regained control by refastening his hand firmly around Yugi's arousal. Yugi reacted as he expected, arching backwards until he felt the curve of Yugi's bottom arch into his strong thighs, fingers still locked in place, member still in his grasp squeezing and rubbing: teasing, tantalizing, and driving the boy into frenzy.

Yugi pressed the heels of his shoes into the carpet, steadying himself now that he could finally thrust his hips back. Kami, it was even better when Yami's fingers were rough, whether it was inside him or around his member, it felt wonderful. Even better, Yami didn't stop! He leaned over Yugi's back and when Yugi thrust his hips up and pushed his bottom into Yami's thighs, the man's elbow caught him so Yugi's back was flush against Yami's chest, all without losing his grip on Yugi's member. If anything Yugi's thighs only spread wider to give the man easier access! Yugi's arms wrapped around Yami's neck from behind and he bit his lip to keep from screaming, but as Yami's merciless pace increased he cried out, giving Yami the chance to catch his lips in another kiss.

Tongue forced into his mouth, Yugi surrendered without a fight. Thighs quacking, belly taunt, and coil tight and unbearable, Yugi's fingers curled in Yami's hair realizing with amazed horror that he was going to break any minute. Just from this, he was going to cum!

Dress shoes digging into the carpet, nails gripping the back of Yami's head, thighs squeezing together, Yugi tore his lips away from Yugi and released a breathless, shuddering, "Argh! God!" and collapsed completely. He flopped, face first into the comforter, his entire body shaking with orgasm.

Yami carefully slipped his fingers out of Yugi and let go of his member. He licked the seed from his fingers and wiped off the rest with the tissues provided on the night stand. Taking in the sight of Yugi shaking, spent and breathless, Yami sat on the edge of the bed, slipped off his shoes, then kicked off his pants and boxers. Somehow Yugi had managed to roll himself over and lied eagle spread and panting. Yami lay down next to him and kissed Yugi's sweaty forehead before wrapping an arm around the boy's waist and pulling him to his chest like a baby. Once he had a firm grip on him, Yami carried Yugi to the head of the bed and set him down. The smaller toed off his shoes and they fell to the ground with a loud thump. His socks soon followed and with his toes free, he pulled off his pants and boxers with ease.

"Okay," Yugi pushed himself weakly onto his elbows, eyes blazing with determination. Yami's naked body was already leaning over him. If he didn't get an answer now, Yugi knew he never would. "I demand you tell me who it was."

A tilt to the head and a cutely innocent look of confusion was Yami's answer. "Who are you talking about, Cutie?"

"Don't tease me!" Yugi snapped. "Who did you sleep with? I demand to know!"

"No one, Yugi, you'll be the first," Yami said firmly, but Yugi shook his head skeptically.

"Bullshit, there is no way you can be that good and still be a virgin!" Yugi blurted out. He hadn't cum like that in years. Actually, at 23, and purposely single, Yugi couldn't say with pure certainty that he'd ever cum like that.

Yami just chuckled and kissed Yugi's nose, even as the boy glared at him. "I told you Yugi, I've never engaged in sexual intercourse with anyone," He said honestly, but there was wickedness in his eyes. "However," The obvious 'but' had reared. "I have done other things of sexual nature, so there's that. But I've never done the next step, so I can't say with certainty I'll be any good at that."

Yugi's jaw dropped and he shook his head. "I don't care if you're good or not, I just want you inside me!" Yugi finally admitted, pouty lipped and looking so cute and wanting. Yami's heart ached.

He kissed Yugi chastely and gently laid the boy down on the pillows, smiling. "If you're sure," It wasn't a question but Yugi answered it anyway.

"I'm sure! I just want you. Please Yami?" Yugi begged.

"Alright," Yami kissed Yugi sweetly and hugged him tight. Yugi returned the kiss and gesture with just as much fervor. They pulled their bodies together, seeking the closest physical contact they could without actually merging, and to Yugi it was almost better than anything else they'd done so far. Even the cold air of the room couldn't cool the heat pulsating between them. Using his elbows, Yami pulled himself up against Yugi, brushing their lower halves together and Yugi shivered under him. The friction alone was enough to drain him and make him go wild.

"You're not nervous, are you?" Yugi teased, with a cheeky smile when Yami pulled himself up.

"Not really," Yami smiled. His fingers still tingled from Yugi's tightness. "The only time I possibly felt so was when I was prepping you. You were so damn tight and I could barely think straight, but a part of me wondered how the hell am I supposed to fit this," He curled a finger and pointed down. "Inside you."

Yugi flushed bright red, eyes narrowing at the fact that only Yami could make his treacherous body act like this. Even the very mention of Yami's fingers inside him was making Yugi hard again.

"In fact it made me wonder," Yami leaned closer so their noses were touching. "You wouldn't by any chance be a virgin too, are you?"

"I'm not a virgin," Yugi said disgruntled, part of him wishing he was. "But I haven't had sex since I was in college." He had no idea how he managed to keep himself steady, when he felt the blunt pressure of Yami's throbbing erection teasing his entrance with a wet kiss, Yami's lower body comfortably settled between Yugi's thighs, and his own erection reawakening faster than Yugi thought possible by just the touch of Yami's skin. "And I'd like to change that. Right now!" Yugi demanded, clutching Yami's shoulders as he pulled up his knees, trapping Yami's hips between his thighs and bucking his hips to get his point across.

Yami hissed at the contact and snatched Yugi's wrists in one hand and pinned them down above his head, needless the little imp come up with a way to use those devilish weapons as well. Before moving, he looked down at Yugi, his ready member already in position, and asked one final time if Yugi was alright. Yugi's only response was a cheeky smile as beautiful as it was sinful. He needed no further instruction, and with a tantalizingly patient hand holding Yugi's hip firmly in place, Yami thrust in slowly. The throaty, hoarse moan elongating from Yugi's spread lips was enough to shatter Yami's control but he forced himself to remain slow for both their sakes.

"Damnit!" Yugi was so tight, impossibly tight! How on earth was he supposed to fit himself fully inside? But he kept going, pushing himself further with his hips, sinking deeper and deeper until he'd sheathed himself completely inside and, try as he might he couldn't go any further.

Yami's tantalizingly slow pace ached Yugi more than anything else the man had done that entire life. He closed his eyes, grit his teeth, and threw his head back so far his spine sprang into a perfect arch. His hips tried to follow but Yami held them locked in place. His hands still bound, Yugi instead pressed his feet flat against the comforter, pulling them back, spreading his knees so he could better expose his thighs. His heart pounded in his chest, forcing heavy gasps and pants from him at a record pace, giddy in a way he never thought possible. Instinctively, his hips moved to meet the man, but Yami was quicker and released Yugi's hands to grasp his free hip and pulled Yugi closer, the action putting Yami deeper inside him!

"Oh-ah-ugh! Shit-shit-shit!" Yugi screeched when that blunt pressure invaded him and created a delicious combination of pain and pleasure. His hands scrambled to gain purchase of the man above him, desperate for any sort of support. Yami pulled Yugi's hips forward and thrust his own further into Yugi's tightness. The burning massaging of his insides parted them forcefully until they could only enclose around the welcome invader. The constriction and flex and tension burned and pleasured in a way Yugi never imagined, and he nearly screamed with joy when his overbearing tightness finally relaxed and, in combination with Yami inside him, gave way to an endurable, pleasurable pressure. And it was perfect! If their lips and bodies had been any earlier indication Yugi would swear he and Yami were designed for the other. The feel of Yami inside him, a snug, perfect fit, like a lock into a key: he could cum again from just this!

Though he wasn't looking forward for the eventual exiting of Yami's member from inside him, Yugi knew it was necessary for the movement he desperately craved and he relaxed his body in preparation for it. But it never came. Instead, he peeked and eye open, then both and blinked. With his arms straight and hand still firmly grasping Yugi's hips. Yami remained absolutely still. A content smile on his face, eyes closed in bliss and lost in the simple enjoyment of being one with Yugi, and enjoying the feel of their unity for as long as possible.

Impatience filled Yugi with despair. What was Yami doing? Didn't he realize he could be pounding into him by now? Yugi wasn't a virgin. He didn't feel pain when he had sex. It wouldn't bother him. He wasn't in the mood for the romantic stuff, he just wanted, no needed, desperately needed movement! Unable to wait any longer, he forced all his energy into his hips and with as much might as he could muster, thrust his hips to Yami's.

Yami's eyes flew open. The content, tranquil bliss he'd found when he finally filled Yugi with himself shattered in an instant and gave way to a fierce, instinctual need to dominate the body under him into submission. His entire body shook from the tremor rocking his hips. The warm softness flexed around him so tightly; he felt the initial burn of entry all over again and it drove him wild. When he looked down again Yugi'd collapsed on the bed, sprawled beneath him on his back and visible in all his glory to Yami's frantically hungry eyes. Every breath escaping those sweet, pink, parted lips; every arch and drop of his eyelids over pleasure-darkened violet, hazy and glassy-eyed with lust; every writhe and contort of that perfectly lithe body from the arch of his hips to the rising and falling of his chest: Kami, the devious little sprite looked so screwable!

He didn't want to pull out. He was content to just stay like this forever and not mar it with the awkwardness of his inexperience, but his body was on autopilot, reacting instinctively. He arched his back and pushed forward, accentuating the fullness, before he pulled out. He could feel every slow, slick retraction of his flesh from Yugi's body. The boy's insides clenched around him as he did so, like Yugi's very body was trying to keep him inside.

Yami absolutely hated it: pulling out his member and leaving that tight, comfy, warmth and back into the cold outside world that left his body feeling empty and unwanted. Unable to take it any longer, once his tip had vacated Yugi and rested at his entrance, he thrust back in hard and fast.

Yugi threw his head back and screamed. As if it wasn't enough the older man was tormenting him by pulling out so slowly that Yugi felt it retract inch by inch, he saw stars when Yami thrust back in nearly a second. Yami continued without any restraint. At first his thrusts were clumsy and gawky with obvious inexperience, but when he pulled out fast and thrust back in slow and hard, Yugi barely noticed. It was a pattern Yugi had never experienced and it electrocuted every nerve and burned his insides so harshly he felt like he was being scorched from the inside out. He quickly found himself enjoying the pace, loving how Yami was keeping their time apart as minimal as possible and their reunion just as sweet and gratifying as their first merger. He loved it! His hips bucked desperately, but Yami held fast with bruising force, and with his hips trapped Yugi could do little more than scream and moan and plead for more. Even his free hands were useless and could do little more than claw, dig, and rip at the comforter in a desperate attempt to keep himself steady.

"Oh please don't stop!"

A wicked gratification filled him when Yami heard Yugi plead. In combination with the feel of Yugi squirming and bucking desperately to keep with Yami's speed, it broke something in him and Yami couldn't stop. Any nervousness or uncertainty he'd felt before vanished in an instant, and his confidence was found and fired to life the second he found his place. Right there pounding in between Yugi's thighs, and Kami, it felt so right! So perfect. He nearly felt himself harden when Yugi kept squirming while he was still inside him and when he withdrew entirely he thrust back in just as hard.

"Oh-Ah! Shit! Shit!" Yugi screeched, hiking his leg up Yami's calf, his weak arms shoving him into a semi-sitting position and he rocked into Yami's thrusts. Even with Yami's painful grip on his hips, he could still move, bucking up the same time Yami thrust back, and they met perfectly in the middle. Synchronized in a bizarre dance that had no rhythm or equilibrium and from any other perspective would've looked messy and sophomoric; but to them it was perfect. They thrust together, molded into the other's body in a perfect motion that neither of them could deny and neither wanted to resist. They pounded away, thrusting up into the other, making the other scream with each movement, and oh, how they loved it.

Every word Yugi spoke made Yami hungry for more and he thrust hard, moved faster, if only to force another sound from those deliciously delicate lips. Sinful fusions of moans, screams and broken syllables that shifted from Japanese to English burst from Yugi's lips: each sound literally thrust from him. Who knew Yugi was so vocal during sex? He would no doubt be hoarse in the morning, and Yami took it as a personal challenge to ensure just that. Though a part of him worried that he was going too fast, too hard but Yugi certainly didn't look like he was protesting the pace. Even more, he looked like was encouraging it! With Yugi pleading and wanting more, Yami didn't need to be told twice. As far as he was concerned he had Yugi's permission to be as rough and dominating as he wanted, and Yami'd be damned if he stopped now.

Yugi didn't want this to ever stop. Every thrust of his hips, every move he made, only seemed to entice Yami more and the sight of those crimson eyes brightening to a wicked, vibrant scarlet and wild with passion turned Yugi on to no end. Yugi moaned, almost pained, swearing he could feel Yami's cock hardening inside him and the burning stretch of it every time Yami thrust in forced his insides to expand further. Combined with the relentless pounding and the smoldering ache of it Yugi knew he would be absolutely aching in the morning, he might even bleed, but he didn't care! He liked this side of Yami. Shit, who knew the fun-loving playboy with a flair for chivalry was such a demon in the bedroom? Even more that he was the one who brought it out. That he, to his own shocked bewilderment, was the only one who brought it out. He was going to be the only one who brought it out if he had anything to say about it. And after this night, he'd make sure that he did.

He could feel it again. The deep coils in his belly pulsating so tightly all Yugi could do was contorted and moan, and meekly voice is concern. "Y-Yami!" Yugi screeched. He wanted to tell him to slow down, to drag this out further, to make it last. He was weakening and he knew it. If Yami kept this up Yugi would probably break more than once, that's how good it was! But he didn't want to release just yet. He'd never not wanted an orgasm, but this…he didn't want this to ever end. But it was too much! Too soon he felt his body electrify and the coil stretched like a rubber band to the thinnest of its fibers until it finally snapped. Yugi screamed Yami's name until it morphed into a weak cry when the might of his release hit him all at once and rushed from his body with such force it left him absolutely drained. All he could do was collapse into a limp mess and surrender himself to the mercy of the man above him.

The sheer acceptance and submission in Yugi's cry awakened something raw and primeval inside Yami, and he felt it possessing his entire body when Yugi's new limp state caused his insides to contract around him. With Yugi now so tight that Yami could no longer fight it, with an animalistic abandon, he screeched. His grip on Yugi's hips tightened with such strength it left his fingerprints embedded in the skin, and his next thrust was so dynamic it sent Yugi's newly over-sensitive body into hyper-drive. Yami collapsed heavily; the weight sent them both crashing into the pillows. Groaning and moaning as he filled the boy with his seed, Yami's release zapped the last of his energy.

Yugi made a weak sound at the electrifying rush of Yami's seed coating his insides. It was an odd sensation, but one that felt whole and complete. "Hmm, that feels good," Yugi mused in a half-high state of bliss, giddy fingers toying with the messy curls of Yami's hair. "I could definitely get used to this."

"What?" Yami hummed, enjoying the gentleness stroking his scalp.

"Your cum and cock inside me," He said with a seductive tone that made Yami shoot up. He found himself face to face with a dreamy, half-lidded stare magnified by the royal purple shadows darkening Yugi's eyes: lust-filled eyes that screamed more. It worsened when Yugi rolled them over pressing Yami against the pillows and crawling up to him licking his lips. "It makes want you again, and again, and again until I can't even think."

"Shit, Yugi!" Yami nearly stumbled when he tried to steady himself with his hand and landed flat on his back, completely at Yugi's mercy. Only now did he realize he and Yugi were still fused and could feel himself hardening once again. He couldn't do another round, as much as he wanted to. He didn't have enough energy to go again. He could barely keep himself up as it was.

Yugi giggled sweetly before leaning down to kiss Yami again, and despite himself Yami raised a hand to stroke Yugi's cheek with his thumb. He welcomed the warm lips against his and let the kiss deepen, moaning as he felt Yugi's softness massaging him and reawakening his erection all over again.

Feeling the other harden inside him, Yugi moaned and rolled his hips.

"Son of a—!" Yami broke the kiss as a result, his back arching immediately. When he curled his head back he glared at Yugi, who had the audacity to smile at him with a sweet, innocent face, but his smile curled with the promise of dark desires, and the mischievous sparkle in his eyes belonged to an imp. "You're incredible," He rasped and backed himself against the pillows and headrest, the last of his strength diminishing as he did so.

"If you like that, then you'll love this," Yugi promised pressing Yami's shoulders harshly against the backrest. Though the pillows absorbed most of the shock, Yami still felt the wind knocked from his already depleted lungs. A smirk slit Yugi's face as he rearranged himself so his knees were pinning Yami's hips in place. He lifted his knees just enough for Yami's shaft to slip out of him, much to Yami's surprise, and seated himself right in the grove of his lap. Yugi even fit perfectly there! Was someone trying to send them a message or something?

Right now Yami didn't care; his attention was focused on those lust glazed eyes staring impishly at him. With a cute tilt of his head, Yugi said: "You know you really should have sex more often." Yugi licked his lips for emphasis. "You're really good at it."

"Maybe that's because I'm with the right person," Yami said with a small smile. He leaned forward and pressed a chaste kiss to Yugi's lips, rejoining the game. The sweet words and gentle kiss made Yugi blush. His mischievous personality temporarily tamed, Yami spidered his fingers up Yugi's leg to his hip then up his side, before gently taking it in his hand and rubbing seductive circles with his thumb. He smirked when Yugi bit back a moan.

Yugi closed his eyes but Yami's smile burned into the back of his eyelids. He opted to turn his head to the side, but decided against it knowing any such action now would only arouse suspicion. He suddenly realized the mistake of his position; the double-edged sword. Stuck face-to-face he was able to keep Yami's focus completely on him and take in his every reaction, the elder could hide nothing from him. But at the exact same time Yami now had the freedom to do the same, and judging from that smug smile, he knew it. In this position: every response was visible, every twitch of his mouth, every arch of his brow, every changing pigment of his skin was evidence of one's dominance and the others submission.

Unwilling to give up just yet, Yugi snaked a hand between their hips, feathering across Yami's skin so delicately that Yami barely noticed until, with teasing fingers, Yugi snatched the other's member in his hand and gave it a light squeeze. Yami's grip on his hip turned into a vice, keeping him locked and his free hand rose to clench Yugi's shoulders. A loud pleasurable hiss escaped his lips and didn't stop until Yugi released his hold. Yami expelled a moan and nearly collapsed when Yugi released his member. Yugi's fingers gently curled while running his thumb up the side of the hardening shaft, mimicking Yami's action's earlier. Yami moaned into the touch, his grip on Yugi tightening. In response, he buried his face in the junctions of Yugi's neck and shoulder and gently licked and littered the boy's collar and skin with nips and kisses. Yugi giggled at the ticklish treatment, but didn't release Yami's member until it was hard again, and collided their hips. The slap of their most sensitive of skin and organs crashing together caused them both to arch back and moan.

Deciding they were both ready, Yami gently untangled Yugi's fingers from his length while his other hand secured itself around Yugi's hips. Yugi let him and braced his hands on Yami's hips. Arms straight and hips locked, he let his knees lift his weight and settled himself above Yami's very-ready member. Yami guided it to Yugi's entrance, smirking when the blunt tip brushed against the soft, fleshy folds of Yugi's entrance. He surrendered to Yugi from there, giving the other the freedom to explore his body and as he liked.

Yugi's eyes darkened, wickedly taking in the smug smile on Yami's face. Their position suddenly giving him a new ability, he realized to his amused horror. As his thighs constricted around Yami's waist, his hips sunk, and oh Kami, it felt wonderful. It was like losing his virginity all over again, and in this position Yugi could practically see himself sinking onto Yami and the other's reaction was priceless. Yugi didn't wait this time though. The second he was seated and Yami's shaft sheathed completely inside him, brushing deeper than before, deeper than Yugi thought possible; he exhaled a breath of sheer want and rolled his hips, bucking into the groove of the man's hips.

Yami didn't need to be told twice and thrust his hips into the upward press Yugi had created. Knowing full well neither of them would last as long as they did before, Yugi pushed himself up, using his knees to free himself, groaning in loss every time he did before letting him fall back on Yami's member. At this speed their hips crunched together and Yami's member crashed against Yugi's insides with a tearing burn that would probably make him bleed, but oh, it was delicious. Moan morphing into a howl of pleasure, Yugi's eyes fluttered closed, his body relaxing and allowing itself the freedom to devour the man's hardness in his tight passage. The unity, the complete and utter wholeness and its entirety was like experiencing daylight for the first time, and the euphoria that followed galvanized Yugi's entire body.

Yami did nothing to stop him. Instead, he bucked his hips to meet Yugi's thrusts, loving how the other bounced up and down in his lap, relished in the drag of Yugi's tight, sweltering softness against his hardness; and absorbed the deliberate sounds Yugi made as he did so. Purring vigorously, he let himself be lost in the sweltering heat that was Yugi, relished in the ecstasy of love-making with someone so perfect - never had he felt so alive!

Yugi was so beautiful! How Yami ever managed to hold himself back when he was around him was a mystery to himself. Yet seeing Yugi like this: bouncing in his lap, face flushed with passion, skin glistening even in the darkness, eyes closed in content focus and mewling sweet, broken up sounds and syllables, was such a delight that Yami wanted to capture that image and imprint it in the back of his mind forever. He could feel his end coming, the sweet promise of heaven evident in the boiling pit of his stomach, but he didn't want to go alone.

Releasing Yugi's shoulder and distracting him with kisses and nips to his collar and neck, his free hand fanned its way down Yugi's chest and stomach. Fingers brushed Yugi's naval until Yami found his prize and gently tugged on Yugi's weeping member. Oh, how he enjoyed the way Yugi screamed when he did so. The combination of Yami inside him, Yugi pounding away on his shaft, Yami's grip on his member, and the warm press of their bodies together became too much for them both. They came together, eyes locked on the other, as their bodies met in perfect unity one final time. Weakening bodies wobbled like gelatin until they finally slumped back: Yami slouching onto his back and Yugi flopping forward, landing on his chest; the two of them basking in their afterglow and relishing in the contentment of being filled and releasing.

Yami pressed a gentle kiss to Yugi's forehead, licked his hand clean of Yugi's seed and used his other to weakly pull the comforter, which had become undone in the fun around them. Yugi chuckled when Yami tucked him in.

"Such a gentleman," He said hoarsely, and carefully lifted his hips; just enough to pull himself free from Yami, and rearranged himself on the man's chest.

"Might as well use these sheets," Yami teased. "Housekeeping did all that work and we messed it all up."

"Pff, they'll probably throw us out in the morning," Yugi snorted. "So much for my big break."

"Oh you had quite a few big breaks from what I saw," Yami said impishly and released a low grunt when Yugi hammered his fist on his chest. "Hey."

"Oh, shut up you," Yugi snorted and laid his arm across the man's chest to pillow his head and curled up under the blanket.

Yami just smiled and stroked Yugi's hair. "You sleep like a kitten," He said softly, but wasn't sure if Yugi heard him. He stayed up for a bit, listening to Yugi lightly snore, until his body protested and he too fell asleep, one arm instinctively wrapping around Yugi's lithe frame, the other laid limply at his side.

Outside, the city of Domino continued just as it always had, oblivious to the night that had taken place, but ready to drag its unfortunate victims from their bliss and back into reality once the sun had risen on a new day.


And with that this story had broken 100 pages and we've not even reached the Intermission yet ;)

I am so proud of this chapter! It's my longest lemon! Puzzleshipping anyway, 16 pages on WORD! Even though most of it is foreplay ;) Again this chapter was inspired by Vanya Deja's fic Gambit, her lemons inspired this chapter and I've had the idea in my head since...well her third chapter so about...four months? ^^' And no one panic, Van is a very good friend of mine and I asked her for permission when I wrote this chapter and she's ecstatic!

I am so proud of this chapter, I never wrote a lemon like this before and I'm thrilled with how it came out, I still managed to get my style in there, and I love Yugi's character throughout, and I'm very pleased with how I managed to keep them both in the character of this context. I am so proud!

I hope it was worth the wait guys ^-^ I promise once FK is finished this one will be updated MUCH more regularly alongside OL. I love this story so much and I'm so happy with it! I can't wait to write the next chapter it's all gonna be nuts from here on out!