Yami loved touching Yuugi. Three millennia in frozen oblivion made you appreciate warmth. It didn't matter where they were. Yami would somehow find a way to touch Yuugi, whether it be intimate or chaste. Yuugi's skin was always so warm and smooth. He smelled heavenly to Yami. Yuugi never minded. He enjoyed Yami's tender touches. It was a constant reminder to him that Yami cared, and never would stop caring. Sometimes these random touches would initiate rather intimate activities, other times, just cuddling. It didn't matter to either. As long as they had each other, there would always be love.