(flops) Yes, I FINALLY got this chapter up! I apologize my original goal was to get this p by Christmas, but the holidays were hell for me and my beta but FIRST UPDATE OF THE NEW YEAR! WOOHOO!
I'll spare you all the drama of how college was hell and i couldn't work on fics for like three weeks and go right to the important stuff: This story has about 6-7 chapters left and I'm so proud of it and how it turned out. I never imaged it would become this popular or this sophisticated...my goal is to finish it by the end of my Winter Break January 25th and I already got the next chapter half way done and in the works.
Disclaimer: I only own the Frost Fairies, Yugioh and its characters belong to Takehashi.
Dedications: To the Fans: you guys keep me going and have convinced me i really will be a bestselling offer one day thank you all for the wonderful feedback and advice!
Theme song: The Last Night on Earth-Deltra Goodrem –the song that inspired this chapter. I heard it for the first time, for a music video to the doujinshi The Name of the Falcon(FANTASTIC doujinshi, sadly it's not available on tumblr anymore but it is FANTASTIC), this isn't the complete song but I strongly suggest you play it while reading the chapter none the less. It also inspired a later chapter that I won't spoil: http:/ www dot youtube dot com/ watch?v=Vx-TUlytmH8
Here is a link to the full song: http:/ www dot youtube dot com/ watch?v=iMDRIXTc1tY (replace dots and remove spaces)
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Part XIII
"Oh Kami," Yugi moaned the second his back hit the bed and the rabbit fur pine-needle stuffed mattress absorbed his weight. He put up no resistance when Yami laid on top of him and proceeded to kiss and hold him close. Their hands moved to gain purchase of the other. Yami's arm wrapped around the small of Yugi's back, cupping his shoulder and pulling him close, deepening their current kiss as he did so. Yugi massaged his biceps through the thick material of Yami's robe. The feathery touches of his fingers smoothed up Yami's arms to his shoulders, pushing the robe to his elbows. Yami released Yugi only long enough to remove it and it fell silently to the floor; his lips never leaving those of his consort's.
Yami laid Yugi on his bed with himself on top. One arm wrapped around Yugi's shoulders while the other fiddled with the buttons on his coat. Quickly becoming frustrated with the difficult contraptions, Yami broke the kiss to growl to which Yugi blinked and giggled. He moved to help his king undo the coat and then removed it so it joined Yami's robe on the floor. Their snow boots soon followed, then the obi belt that held Yami's tunic and the sash of Yugi's tunic. They didn't need to ask the other permission. They didn't hesitate or pause in their actions but neither were their movements hurried or frantic. They were neither rushed nor blinded by passion. They didn't need words. Their eyes spoke for them. They had pure confidence in the other. All they saw, all they thought of was the one in their arms, and the moments they were about to share.
Despite his nature, each of Yami's touches was gentle and slow and was followed by a soft kiss and a tender caress of Yugi's cheek or side. Every time Yugi smiled or giggled, Yami's heart pounded and his wings fluttered in a way they'd never done with anyone else. He considered it both a sign and a personal triumph that he wanted to treat his little consort with even more affection and tenderness than he had any of his previous encounters. Never had he felt such need for a single person.
"Ah." Never had he felt his heart pound every time he heard Yugi moan in pleasure or writhe in delight under his ministrations. He loved seeing Yugi in such a state. He wanted to see and hear more. His kisses and teasing soon went lower, until his hands slipped under the cloth of Yugi's tunic. He smirked when he heard Yugi keen and mewl in delight. Part of him wanted to see just how far Yugi would let him go, how much he was allowed to touch. He wanted to make this the best night Yugi ever had, but at the same time he didn't want this to be a loveless experience.
They made swift work of one another's clothing, but their actions were gentle, determined to capture the essence of their love-making and not the wild, random passions of sex. Soon, only two garments separated them. Yugi was stunned and bewildered to see that Yami wore boxers, but then again, since he lived with four modern teenage boys he assumed it was just another thing the Frost King had adopted. He giggled at the confused look on the King's face. Yugi just smiled and kissed his cheek. He laid back with half-lidded eyes, and a content, curled, leering smile. His arms limp at the sides of his head and his chest rising and falling with his latent breathing: giving Yami complete access to his lithe body. Yugi had long since ceased being a virgin, but the tenderness of Yami's kisses and his talented fingers brushing his skin made him feel more loved and cared for than he ever had before. He didn't feel embarrassed when Yami hooked his thumbs on the hems of his boxers. He shivered with excitement when Yami's hands stroked the junction of his pelvis and shrieked with delight when he felt the cold air tease his flesh once Yami ripped them away. He didn't feel exposed and vulnerable, instead Yugi never felt more alive or content in his life.
Yami's boxers soon followed, and he pulled the heavy fur blankets over their naked bodies, leaving their waists to their heads exposed. Yami couldn't control himself anymore, not with his little one lying naked and flushed a rosy hue beneath him. He trapped Yugi's hands over his head and twined their fingers together lovingly. The finally pressed his firm, frost white body flush against Yugi's soft, pale, pink one.
Yugi shrieked at the icy touch of Yami's hard skin against his heated flesh, like thousands of sharp needles piercing his skin. Yami's body was like ice: hard and sculpted like marble, the firm chest and muscles solid and frozen, and the frosty skin cold and rough as uneven lake ice. The combination sent a burning chill through Yugi's body. Since childhood, the bite of the winter air against Yugi's skin made him shiver in delight. He'd stay outside until his nose, fingers and cheeks turned blue and rolled in the snow until he was shivering to the bone. No, it was the friction burns of the cold skin against his own burning flesh that made him scream and pant. The initial string was like being burned alive and thrown into freezing water at once.
"Y-Yami…" Yugi chocked.
"Yes?" Yami bit back a hiss, feeling his own skin hiss like steam at the direct contact with such a burning surface.
"You're freezing" Yugi panted, meekly.
"And you are burning up" Yami laughed and kissed Yugi's forehead, and rubbed their noses together. He wrapped his arms around the small of Yugi's back and waist and held him lovingly against his chest. His wings slid carefully beneath Yugi's body wrapping him in the comforting chill and soft feathers that was Yami. "Tell you what? I'll cool you down, if you warm me up, deal?" Yami gave a playful wink and a snicker.
Yugi chuckled and nodded. His own arms wove around Yami's neck and shoulders and pulled him into another passionate kiss that Yami was quick to deepen.
Their bodied fit perfectly together: legs intertwined, arms wrapped around one another, their skin flushed with passion, pleasure and love, lips locked in a deep, loving kiss. Their grips tightened, hands moved to push the other closer to deepen their kiss. Their bodies subconsciously sought the other's; Yami's firm cold body sought Yugi's soft warmth and Yugi's own body molded perfectly around Yami's. Their torsos, stomachs and hips pressed together, determined to be as close as possible without any actual intimacy.
Every movement sent sparks of desire and a burning chill of love and want through them. The mixture of fire and ice, soothing heat and comforting cold that came from their love-making cast a spell that was theirs and theirs alone. Never with anyone else would they experience such a unique passion.
Yugi leaned up pressing himself deeper against his King. The action caused Yami's wings to spring free and expand to their full length. The blankets pooled around his hips as a result. With Yugi's back exposed, Yami's hand was free to roam. He removed his arm from Yugi's waist, his fingers ghosted up the young man's back, making him arch in a beautiful way. Yugi broke the kiss to release a moan that morphed into a sound akin to a scream. Yami's lips immediately claimed the tender flesh of Yugi's collar, littering it with butterfly kisses and nips. Yugi giggled loudly at the ticklish treatment. His arms scrunched at his sides, playfully swatting. His heart beat so fast he swore it would burst from his chest and fly away. His eyes fluttered closed in content.
Yami smirked against Yugi's skin. His precious little one was so sensitive, responding immediately to even the simplest of touches. Every kiss against his skin made him hum in desire, every stroke of Yami's talented fingers up and down his ticklish sides made him mewl and shiver and arch. Yami flashed a proud grin at the sight of his Yugi in such bliss, and more so knowing that he was the cause of it. With a wicked gleam in his eyes, his kisses began slipping lower. His hands stroked down Yugi's chest to his stomach followed by a trail of kisses, frosted by the touch of his feathers. He was rewarded with a shriek of delight.
The combination of the feathery touch of Yami's wings and the icy bite of his frozen kisses against his heated skin made Yugi's heart burst. He tried to scream but his rough throat expelled only loud pants of air. His fingers dug into the fur of the blankets. He burst into giggles when Yami's tongue began teasing his stomach with kisses and licks. Clever hands did not stay still; instead Yami's fingers stroked the junctions of Yugi's pelvis, skillfully avoiding the one place Yugi wished to be touched the most. Yugi's mewls and pants were music to Yami's ears. His lips left Yugi's stomach and replaced them with his spidery fingers, while his lips teased Yugi's tender thighs with kisses and nips, his hands rubbing up and down the soft sides and stroking Yugi's pelvis. Yugi cooed at the touch and Yami used this opportunity to spread Yugi's legs.
Yugi's breath froze in his throat, when Yami began kissing and nipping the inside of his thighs, dangerously close to the most intimate part of his body. Instinctively, he pulled away and tried to close his legs, but Yami hooked one of his arms under Yugi's knee, spreading them wider and wedged himself between Yugi's soft thighs, his other arm draped across Yugi's stomach. He met Yugi's blushing face with a smirk and waved his forefinger left and right with a "tsk tsk". Yugi's blush darkened.
"None of that, my beautiful one" Yami teased, gently pinning Yugi beneath him, his weight resting on his elbows and the lower half of his body draped across Yugi's. Yugi whimpered and squirmed at the friction of their naked lower bodies rubbing against each other and blushing at the amusement on Yami's face. "We simply must do something about this shyness of yours, as adorable as it is."
Yugi growled at Yami's comment, his face flushed a bright strawberry with an affronted pout. If Yugi meant to scare Yami with it, he failed because Yami only thought it made Yugi look cuter and he cocked his head to the side with a childish smile.
Yugi, however, released his grip on the blankets, straightened his arms, and bucked his hips and tugged on his arms which were still trapped above his head to try and get Yami off him but his attempts failed much to his own frustration and Yami's amusement. "I am not shy in bed" Yugi boldly protested.
Amused, Yami released Yugi's hands and tilted his chin to meet his eyes. His free arm dropped across Yugi's pale, flat stomach. "Are you sure?" Yami dragged out the last word. His fingers climbing up Yugi's stomach and chest, before fanning his fingers and dragging his hand down Yugi's chest and stomach, entertained when Yugi bit his lip to keep from writhing under the touch.
Yugi's flush deepened, immediately protesting the position. His pouting eyes glaring at the arrogant smirk plastered on Yami's face, especially when he pressed their foreheads together. "Convince me" he whispered.
He meant it as a joke, but instead Yugi met Yami's challenge with a confident, curling smirk of his own and kissed Yami boldly. Caught completely off guard, Yami's eyes bulged in surprise, his grip lost as Yugi dominated the kiss. Taking advantage of the King's stunned, helpless state, Yugi broke the kiss, seized Yami by his forearms and rolled them over so Yami was not pinned on his back and Yugi was seated in his lap with a triumphant, toothy grin.
"You little minx!" Yami gasped in a mixture of surprise, horror, and amused approval.
"I told you I wasn't shy in bed," Yugi winked playfully. He pressed his stomach against Yami's and laid his cheek against the broad chest. He nuzzled the soft skin and drew intricate patterns with his free fingers. "But honestly, I like the cuddling part the best." Yugi smiled lovingly with a cute pink blush dusting his cheeks.
Yami simply smiled and pulled the blanket that had become wrapped around them up into Yugi's chest, his wings laid limp over their covered hips, legs and torsos, providing extra warmth. One arm wrapped around Yugi's while the other stroked his silky tresses. "Strange." Yami smiled, tenderly. "I never used to until I met you."
For a while they just laid like that. Perfectly content in the warmth, safety and comfort of each other's loving arms.
Finally Yugi rolled on to Yami's chest, bracing his weight on his elbows, his finger tracing random lines along Yami's chest, while his lips kissed his collar, chastely. Soon his kisses and touched started moving higher, and Yugi's pulled himself up further against Yami's body. His hands gently massaged the King's biceps and his lips lovingly kissed the King's. Yami hummed at the treatment, his eyes slid closed in relaxation. He purred at the soft touches f Yugi's feathery fingers and warm kisses. He never felt such bliss before.
The kiss was passionate, but contained all of the emotion behind it. Yami was perfectly content to stay that way and keep kissing Yugi like that, but he felt Yugi pull away. Yami pressed his lips deeper against Yugi's, unwilling to end the kiss just yet, but Yugi quickly pulled away and sat up in Yami's lap with a cute, impish grin and his arms folded straight in front of him.
Yami blinked at the action then smirked. "Are you trying to seduce me?" He leaned up to press his forehead against Yugi's and peck his nose with a chaste kiss, much to Yugi's annoyance. The distraction worked, allowing the Frost King to slip his hand beneath the blankets.
Yugi grinned, his eyes flashed with deviousness at the challenge. "Oh, I was trying?" He cocked his head to the side, cutely. "From all the moaning and purring you were doing, I'd say I was succeeding," Yugi teased, oblivious to the Frost King's fingers snaking up his thigh. They dueled one another with triumphant grins and confident eyes, neither willing to surrender their game.
"You think so?" Yugi arched an impish brow with a dark chuckle. The victorious, curled smile was like that of a cat with all the cream.
Yugi opened his mouth in protest but a sharp intake of breath, expelled as a gasp replaced it. His eyes flew open in shock. He hadn't noticed the slim figures smoothing up in his thigh and hip, but his was aware of the firm hands caressing the curved of his ass. "What a soft, squishy bottom you have," Yami tantalized, spidering his fingers across the smooth globes, digging deeper into the crease of Yugi's bottom. Yugi squeaked loudly, much to his own embarrassment, His arms liquefied under him, causing him to tremble and stumble. Strong arms and soft wings caught him as he fell forward. Yugi was quick to cling to him, his pale arms winding around Yami's neck as Yami's fingers encircled his sensitive entrance. Yugi's eyes closed tightly and his fists balled against Yami's chest. He pressed his forehead deeply into the crease of Yami's neck. His nose and face scrunched in pain, his entire body tightened with discomfort the more he felt Yami's fingers probe into him. Yami's free hand stroked Yugi's back and kissed his forehead comfortingly, which Yugi was grateful for, but he couldn't shake the ache he felt every time one of Yami's freezing fingers plunged into him. They felt cold and wet and he couldn't tell if they were lubricated. Every stretch of his skin, every time Yami scissored his entrance was like a sharp sing. His insides felt like they were being burned and bitten by the cold skin. He hated preparation; he hated it even more that it was necessary.
Yami frowned every time he heard Yugi whimper in pain, or felt him tightening his grip on him. He hated causing Yugi such pain, but it had to be done. Carefully, he removed his fingers from the warm softness and tilted Yugi's chin to face him. "Yugi?"
Yugi sniffed and almost melted under Yami's gaze. No words were spoken between them. They weren't needed. Yami looked at him with questioning worry and comforting eyes. Yugi just smiled, wiped his eyes and nodded. Yami returned the smile and allowed Yugi to push him down, when he felt his little one straddling him. He let Yugi reposition himself above him. His hands smoothed over the soft thighs on either side of his hips and his knees rose to keep Yugi trapped between them. He giggled when Yugi moved his hands from his shoulders to his stomach until he finally positioned himself over his very ready King with confidence. A light blush darkened his cheeks, when Yami gently took his hips and held them steady.
"Try not to squeeze me too tight" Yami teased with an Eskimo kiss.
Blushing deeper, Yugi carefully lowered his hips onto the crown of the Frost King, moaning as the King entered him. He bit back a hiss as his timid walls embraced the King's pride completely. Yami's comforting grip guided Yugi's hips until he was completely seated. Yugi panted heavily and the King moaned in pleasure. Their faces spoke of pure bliss at the mixing fire and ice of their joining. The King's pride massaging Yugi's soft insides was like heaven to the young man, and his body shook from the pleasure of it, but likewise, he hissed when the foreign invader protested any movement by stretching his sensitive body beyond its limitations. Likewise, Yami fell back against the pillows and mattress, completely consumed by the scorching warmth and soft tightness of his little one clenching and unclenching his member. The look of mixed pleasure on Yugi's flushed, heated face was the final reward. As much as he wanted to roll them over and take his little one for himself, he reminded himself he wanted this to be pleasurable on more than just a physical level. He refused to take advantage of Yugi's trust.
Gently, he stroked Yugi's hips and pelvis to lessen the pain and carefully sat up, letting his little one adjust to him, again considering a personal accomplishment that he was treating his consort with so much affection. He rained kisses across Yugi's blushing face. Yugi giggled, grateful for the fondness. He carefully shifted his hips, hoping to ease the pain, extremely grateful for Yami's firm but gentle hands soothing it away. A stray tear formed over his smile. Yami was such a gentle lover. Just the two of them being joined like this almost brought Yugi to tears, but Yami was quick to kiss them away.
With new confidence, Yugi raised his hips until only the crown of Yami was still inside him and slowly fell back down, the friction delicious and sweet. Once the young man found a rhythm Yami started to gently arch his hips each time, desperate to recapture the warmth surrounding his member. Yugi smiled at him and moved down at different angles, both moaning when the warmth of completion returned. They began a slow, gentle pace, their bodies molding perfectly against the other, their movements in sync and their actions as loving as their kisses, both perfectly content with the feeling of completion and savoring the feel of the other.
Yugi's inner walls molded perfectly around Yami's member which filled his little one completely without any pain, like a key and a lock. Like their bodies had been crafted perfectly for the other. The frequency increased on its own accord. Their eyes sparkled with delight and pleasure. They spoke without their voices, mutually agreeing to the increasing speed and power of their love-making. Yugi thrust downward determined to recapture as much of Yami inside him as he could. Yami was likewise determined to fill his little one deeper and deeper each time. Each time they pulled away, it was with great reluctance, and their bodies and souls yearned to join once again in unity. Neither wanting to lose the sense of completion they only felt when they were together.
Yami moaned as Yugi lowered himself once more, the pace increasing. Subconsciously, he rolled his hips and thrust up with a little more force. Suddenly, Yugi screamed in pleasure, his head tilted back and his back formed a perfect arch. Yami grinned, knowing he'd found Yugi's most sensitive area. He gripped Yugi's hips a little tighter and began rolling his hips to strike that spot at different angles. Each thrust of Yami against him sent a shockwave of pleasure through Yugi's body and he screamed and trembled. He arched and shook, his own thrusts becoming jerky and incoherent as the King smiled wickedly and pounded away inside his lover. Yugi suddenly fell forward, trying to increase his grip on Yami's arms to keep himself upright. His breath exploded from his throat in heavy gasps. His arms became gelatin and he wobbled, unable to hold up his weight.
Yugi screamed and finally collapsed, his arms giving way. Two strong arms caught and held him against a firm, loving chest. Yugi was quick to cling to him and wrapped his arms around Yami's neck, tears of pleasure streaming down his cheeks as Yami continued to thrust into him. Yami's response was a sweet kiss, before he rolled them over so he was now on top and wrapped his arms around Yugi and littered the boy's cheeks with kisses. Yugi giggled and moaned when he felt Yami move and grow harder within him: the blunt pressure moving deeper than ever before. Yugi bucked his hips to meet his lover and soon they became lost in the laughter, moans, screams, kisses and movements of their love-making. Yami stroked Yugi's inner thighs and rolled circles all over his outer hips, making Yugi keen and squeak, loving the new sounds he made. Then he retracted his hips slowly, hissing when his member left the comforting tightness of Yugi's warmth and quickly but gently glided back in, striking Yugi's sensitive spot on the first try, morphing Yugi's squeaks into moans and screams of pleasure. Yami moaned each time he reentered Yugi, Kami, his consort was so tight! He pulled out of Yugi aching slow then slammed back in earning a cry of delight from the young man beneath him.
Yugi bucked his hips each time Yami pulled away, determined to recapture the warmth and completion he only felt when Yami filled him, whimpering in defeat when he failed, only to moan in sheer delight whenever he was refilled. Yugi squirmed, lost in the blissful feeling surging through his entire being. Yami was being so gentle with him, and passion blazing in his loving eyes and tender smile brought Yugi to tears. Yami shivered consumed by the overwhelming desire and happiness rushing through him at the sight of his beloved in such an erotic state. Yugi's eyes were glazed with love and desire only for him. He leaned forward to kiss away the happy tears streaking Yugi's cheeks, each one only made his heart burn brighter and his wings flutter. The sight of Yugi's bliss only enriched his pleasure.
Their lips met again, kissing heatedly, as they moved against the other, holding the other so tightly as if to fuse into one being. The slow rhythm of their love-making became bolder and faster. Each thrust put Yami deeper inside Yugi and the movement of their stomachs rubbing together massaged Yugi's own length, coasting it to join them. The burning desire of filling and being filled, the soft warmth of Yugi and the cold hardness of Yami together created a mating unique to them. The keens and sounds escaping them formed a song only lovers could understand. Their hands and bodies moved in a dance that only lovers knew.
Soon one of their hands laced together while the other wrapped around their lover, and stayed like that the rest of the night. They didn't bite or nip. They didn't lose themselves to the wild ecstasies of sex. Their eyes never left the others. Their pace never faltered, even as it became more forceful, it contained a love and tender passion that brought Yugi to tears and Yami to such a state that he couldn't stop smiling. Instead, they made love like lovers do. All their strength they poured into their love-making, determined to give the other pleasure and show them the depths of their love.
And when their pent-up passion finally reached its limit they released together; Yugi's body absorbing every drop of Yami's essence and milking him dry. He moaned loudly that morphed into a half mewl, half scream feeling Yami's warm essence coat his insides, making the Frost King a permanent part of himself. Yugi's own release coated both their stomachs, but Yami likewise cleaned Yugi's essence with his hand and tongue, taking the physical evidences of his lover's being into him as well.
They collapsed against one another pausing to breathe. Their faces flushed. Their lungs desperate for oxygen. Their bodies weakened and yearning for the other still.
When energy returned to them Yugi pushed himself up though his muscled protested any movement. His body felt like liquid and his mind was a cloud of bliss. With the last of his strength he pulled himself closer to Yami, who likewise wrapped his arms around Yugi and held him tightly in his arms. They solidified their love with a kiss. Yugi rose with the rising and falling of Yami's chest as he breathed and he snuggled deeper against Yami's chest. They laughed and hugged and rolled over wrapping themselves in their arms and blankets.
The actions awakened their passion: Yugi blushed and Yami chuckled seeing they were still joined and that he was already growing hard inside Yugi, whose softness welcomed the foreigner. Their eyes met and they kissed again before making love once again. Yami rolled his hips hoping to loosen Yugi's entrance which had become more constricted following its release. But he also knew it made Yugi more sensitive now, and he enjoyed taking advantage of that. Yugi moaned and whimpered slightly, discomforted that his tight body was being pried open. His fingers dug into the blankets and pulled him so tightly his knuckled turned white, his head thrashed from side of side. Yami comforted him with chaste kisses to his face and neck, waiting for Yugi's approval before moving. Yugi moaned and weakly rolled his hips in approval. His body to weak to move so he contented to just lie there and let his body absorb everything Yami gave him.
Every kiss, every thrust, every pound against his prostate made his mind cloud with bliss. All he could see was Yami's soulful eyes and his loving smile and feel his warm embrace. Lost in their love-making, he barely felt it when Yami's hands left his hips and reawakened his member, until he felt Yami's lips enclose over his and trap him in a sweet kiss. He picked Yugi up and held him in his arms, coaxing Yugi's to join him. Yugi returned the kiss with fervor and weakly wrapped his legs around Yami's waist, rocking himself against Yami and putting him deeper within him. Yami smiled against Yugi's skin and deepened the kiss. One hand remained on Yugi's member, the other moving to hold him closer. Their love-making not losing an ounce of its compassion, but neither willing for it to end just yet. But their treacherous bodied betrayed them and before they were ready to stop, Yugi came with a loud moan that morphed into a scream when he felt his own body constrict and absorb Yugi's own release deep inside his body. Yami released reluctantly and collapsed onto of Yugi, careful not to let a single drop of Yugi's release escape his hand and drank every drop.
They paused for a moment to catch their breath, their bodies spent but their spirits unwilling to rest just yet. With the last of his strength, Yugi rolled on to his stomach so his back was pressed against Yami's chest, and supported the weight of his torso on his elbows. He looked over his shoulder when he heard Yami chuckle. They didn't need to speak, instead they just laughed and Yami kissed his forehead and Yugi nuzzled Yami's cheek. They kissed fervently, while Yami wrapped his arm around Yugi's shoulder the other ran up and down his sensitive sides. Yugi wrapped both his arms around Yami's arm, trapping it there. He only broke the kiss when he felt Yami slip inside him again, and released a cross between and howl and a moan. He purred with the sensation of being filled and flopped onto his stomach, his grip on Yami's arm not faltering. Yami followed him and kept a firm grip on Yugi. His lips didn't stay still and immediately found Yugi's neck and trailed butterfly kisses down his back, with each kiss he thrust in and out of Yugi's body. He ran his hand over Yugi's back with a delighted hum
Yami thought he'd go insane with need at the sights and sounds his Yugi was making. Each movement growing bolder with each delicious scream, mewl and moan Yugi released. Every time Yami slid back inside, Yugi thrust his bottom into the air, meeting him, making each of their movements deeper and more passionate. They made love several more times, each one just as loving as their first time but more passionate. Their screams were the climax that solidified their union: both the release of their union and of the song that ended with a kiss. When stamina failed them and their limbs would no longer solidify sleep rose to take its place.
Yugi collapsed onto his stomach, his body limp as a doll after their most recent round of love-making. Yami landed on top of him, earning an 'oaf' of discomfort. He quickly apologized and weakly raised his hips allowing himself to slip free from Yugi's constricted warmth. Yugi hissed at the action then whined, his body subconsciously trying to keep Yami trapped inside him, but it failed. Already he missed the feeling of completion he felt only when he was one with his King. Yami, likewise frowned and lied down next to Yugi. His fingers ran over Yugi's lacing them together and they stayed that way for the rest of the night. For a moment, they just stayed like that breathing contently and staring in the other's eyes and basking in the presence of their lover. With the last of his strength, Yami slipped closer to Yugi and gently pulled him into his arms. His wings slipped free of the heavy blanket and immediately fluttered, happy to be free of their prison.
Yugi purred in delight feeling them chill his sweaty skin. "You're amazing, Yami," he complimented, rolling onto his back and holding up his arms like a small child who wanted to be held. "I'm so glad I met you."
Yami complied with Yugi's request and carefully picked him up and held him against his chest. "Me too, Yugi, me too." Yami swirled his fingers around Yugi's soft locks. "I must say, you're completely unlike anyone I've ever met."
"You too" Yugi purred, propped himself on Yami's stomach on his elbows, and returned to his earlier hobby of drawing patterns on the King's chest with his finger. "You're definitely more rambunctious than anyone I know." He chuckled.
Yami laughed. "See, I told you I wasn't always uptight. Thank Kami that cute little ass of yours was" he teased stroking the curve of Yugi's bottom.
Yugi blushed. "Cut it out!" he buried his face in Yami's chest.
Yami stroked his hair, apologetically. "I'm only teasing, little one." He kissed Yugi's forehead. "I love you so much, my precious little Yugi," Yami soothed, stroking Yugi's hair and back and kissing his forehead.
Yugi smiled and nuzzled against the King's chest. "I'm falling in love with you, Yami," he admitted honestly. "I'm falling so hard." Yugi almost chocked on his own joyful tears. Yami was such a tender lover. Never before had Yugi felt so loved, so complete, so alive than he did when he was in Yami's arms, like a precious treasure Yami would honor and love forever.
Yami eyes brightened clearly pleased with Yugi's response "Good." He rubbed their noses together in an Eskimo kiss that made them both blush and giggle, a feat none who knew them would think possible.
"Hey Yami," Yugi asked. "What will happen tomorrow?"
"Tomorrow," Yami explained with a smile "We will bathe, dress and prepare for the Solstice celebration, and when the sun sets the celebration will begin with the Ritual of the Setting sun."
"What's that?" Yugi asked curiously.
"It is a competition where the Frost King or Queen and their Consort begin a parade where the village gathers at the bottom of the hill, and lead around the mountain that this castle is carved from. Everyone holds a personal maid lantern except without a candle in it and when they get to the top, that's when the real ritual begins." He winked deviously, making Yugi more curious.
"So…what happens?" Yugi asked with barely masked impatience.
"That," Yami winked "Is a surprise." He kissed Yugi's forehead. Too tired to argue, Yugi let the King have his fun and lay back in the King's arms. His body felt weightless, his mind felt like it wasn't even there, and his spirit felt like it had gone to heaven. He never thought that he, Yugi Mouto, ice-skater from Domino, would ever be here, lying in the arms of the Frost King. He blushed deeply, his mind still trying to wrap around the reality of his situation. He'd just been bedded by the Frost King, of the Frost Fairies, in a magical world of perpetual winter. It sounded like something out of a fairy tale or a fantasy writer's imagination. It was surreal to say the least. And yet here he was. Wrapped in the arms of said Frost King, the man who loved him and how he knew beyond a shadow of a doubt he was falling head over heels with, he had only the courage to accept it. He could've cried from happiness, but he didn't have any tears to shed. Instead, he snuggled deeper into Yami's warmth and let him hold him.
They stayed like that wrapped completely in a twisted nest of sheets and blankets, holding the other in their arms, cuddling until sleep stole whatever energy they still had. Their dreams on nothing but each other and their lives together and hoping, if only for a moment, that this would last.