A/N: I love regualr updates, don't you? So we pick up roughly where we left off with the majority of this chapter focusing on Yusei/Kiryu. A little more graphic than the other bits of lemon I've done this story, and a bit longer, but not way more graphic, it's just a lot more build up and more focus on them as a couple- ish. And my Fanficfemale, I hadn't thought about it, but the dye has probably faded out by now, and if it hasn't, he's probably put the streaks back in himself, since I'm guestimating this is four-to-six months after the Dark Signers. Anyway, yes, review guys and I'll have Yusei dress up more often, maybe.

Yusei smiled as Kiryu's arms slowly wrapped around him, gently closing his fingers around Kiryu's top and whispering how much he loved him. Kiryu sighed and ran his hands over his sides, every touch sending shivers down Yusei's spine. Just being close to Kiryu again was enough to make the world suddenly seem perfect.

"You're so beautiful, Yusei."

Yusei's blush deepened as Kiryu stepped back to look him over, slowly making him turn so he could see him from all angles. He wrung his hands slowly, watching and waiting as Kiryu bit his lip. He must have understood how much this meant, Yusei would never have done this for anyone else, but that he would do anything for the people he loved and there was no one he loved more than Kiryu.

Kiryu bit his lip, slowly tilting his head as Yusei turned for him. His heart was pounding. It was definitely worth the wait to see him like this. He smiled. He was in a short, pleated grey skirt that was just long enough to be modest and a low cute white blouse, patterned with tiny light blue flowers. His hands were covered in fingerless, white leather gloves, his legs almost completely covered in white stockings so only a small area of his tanned skin could be seen below his skirt and all toped of with the pair of blue silk bows and a pair of black ankle boots. It crossed his mind that Jack would be so jealous if he knew what Kiryu had in front of him.

After a long moment, Kiryu wrapped his arm around him once more, pulling him against him and kissing him firmly. Yusei sighed and slowly kissed back, winding his arms around his neck as their lips slowly parted and their tongues entwined. Kiryu moved back slightly, forcing Yusei to stretch up to reconnect their mouths. Kiryu moved his hand slowly under the skirt and Yusei cried into his mouth, stepping back and shoving him away.

"Kiryu!"

"How long did it take you to figure out what I was after, Yusei?" he laughed gently. "It rides up nicely."

"Shut up, Kiryu," Yusei muttered.

"You did say you wanted me to get those panties off, right?" Kiryu chuckled.

"You're not making me feel any better," he whispered, lowering his gaze. "Can I just get changed?"

"If these clothes are coming off, I'm the one who's going to be taking them off you," he laughed. "Until then, no. Besides, I don't know what your problem is, you're a beautiful girl."

"K-Kiryu-"

"Kyosuke."

"You said-"

"I was angry. I'm sorry."

"Kyosuke..." He smiled slightly and gazed up at him and Kiryu stroked his cheek gently, then Yusei's eyes widened. "You still called me a girl! You can't just sweet talk your way out of it like that."

"Hmm, poor baby," Kiryu whispered, pulling him up slightly so Yusei was on his toes and level with him. "So, how about we just stop talking and we make up for how cruel I've been and how little time you've spent with me?"

Yusei blushed heavily and closed the gap between them, kissing him deeply, pressing against him and struggling to keep his balance as Kiryu forced him to stay on his toes with a firm arm around his waist. Kiryu smiled and slid his hands down Yusei's thighs, squeezing slightly and Yusei got the message instantly, letting Kiryu lift him and wrapping his legs around his waist, tangling his fingers into his hair and moaning softly into his mouth as Kiryu stroked the back of his legs gently.

"You're a lot stronger than I imagined..." Yusei murmured, sliding Kiryu's coat from his shoulders.

Kiryu laughed softly and slid off his coat, barely letting go of Yusei for a second, moving over to the bed, Yusei sitting in his lap. He slid his hand under Yusei's skirt once more and just as before, Yusei pushed his hands away, hissing at him to stop, squeezing his thighs around his waist. Kiryu just laughed and Yusei leant down, kissing him gently, twisting his fingers through his hair.

"Kyosuke..." He moaned desperately and Kiryu chuckled against his skin, kissing his throat as Yusei lifted his head, exposing more for him to taste, gripping his hair gently. Kiryu smiled and bit down on smooth skin, sucking hard, determined to leave a bruise, if only so Bruno would know exactly who Yusei belonged to. "Hmm, Kyosuke, that's so good."

Kiryu laughed and slid his fingers through Yusei's hair until he met with the silk ribbon. He smiled and kissed him gently before pulling him down so he was resting against his shoulder. After a moment, Yusei turned and began to kiss his neck softly, never staying more than a second or two on one spot.

"Do you mind if I send a message for Jack to come and join us?" Kiryu whispered, stroking his hair. Yusei shook his head, continuing to work on Kiryu's neck. Kiryu smiled and pulled out his phone. "You're so beautiful, Yusei, Jack's going to love this."

"I don't want to share you, Kyosuke," he said quietly. "I don't want him interfering, can you make him sit quietly?"

"You know I can't."

Yusei sighed and nipped at Kiryu's neck, drawing a hiss. "I don't want him here, I'm only agreeing because you love him."

Kiryu frowned and tilted Yusei's head to face him. "If you don't want him here, then I won't call him. It's up to you."

"Call him, just make sure he behaves. I wouldn't do this for anyone but you. You're so lucky I love you so much, Kyosuke."

"I'll do what I can to stop you getting embarrassed anymore. Now, stay still and look at the camera."

"Camera?" He turned, flushing bright red as Kiryu slid his skirt up slightly and his phone clicked. "Kiryu!" He pushed his hand away from his skirt once again, trying to glare up at him and failing miserably. He sighed and shook his head. "Are you trying to make me feel embarrassed?"

"Sorry, Yusei," he said gently. "You're so beautiful, you have nothing to be embarrassed about." He smiled and glanced at the photo on his phone and smirked. "That is so sexy, Yusei, I'm keeping it. Wanna see?" He turned it slightly so Yusei could see the screen. The smaller boy frowned and turned away. "Maybe you're right, maybe we should leave Jack out of this. You're too gorgeous to share. So, where were we?"

"Will you make up your mind?" Yusei said quietly. "If you want Jack, send him the message, if you don't then just kiss me already."

He frowned and pressed a few buttons then dropped the phone, pulling him into a deep kiss. Yusei moaned softly and gently wrapped his arms around him once more.

"If Jack asks, I sent it and it must have not got there."

"Sure."

Yusei sighed as Kiryu's tongue met his, perfectly content to sit there with Kiryu, legs wrapped around him, locked in that tender kiss. The older boy had relaxed too, hands no longer wandering up his skirt and instead simply resting at his waistband. He was so taken by the moment, he didn't even care that he was in girl's clothes, or what they were doing to Jack and Bruno by doing this; all he could think about was Kiryu's loving embrace, wishing desperately he could have this all the time like Jack did. He moaned softly and shifted his weight a little, loving the small groan Kiryu gave in response. Heat rose between his legs feeling Kiryu hard beneath him, but Kiryu didn't seem to care, and Yusei wanted to be with him as long as he could. Kiryu usually left soon after they finished.

"Is everything ok, Kiryu?" he whispered after a while.

Kiryu didn't answer, just returned them to their kiss. Yusei didn't resist and slid his hands through Kiryu's velvety hair, eyes slipping closed and savouring the wonderful moment. He and Kiryu had never simply held each like this. They never had time for anything but needy sex and secret touches and kisses. Not even Jack had ever just held him and kissed him.

He shifted his weight again and Kiryu moaned. "Stop moving."

"I can't help it," Yusei breathed.

He was struggling to control himself if he was honest. He was desperate to open up Kiryu's pants and release him; just the pressure against his backside was enough to make him uncomfortable, even with the give the silk knickers had. He didn't want to think what this was doing to Kiryu. He squeezed his legs around Kiryu's waist, and Kiryu rocked his hips in return. Yusei moaned into his mouth, moving back just enough so that he could reach between Kiryu's legs and rub the bulge in his pants roughly. Kiryu moaned loudly into his mouth, sending sparks down Yusei's spine, knowing that he was causing all this.

"What are you doing?" he whispered, gasping softly as Yusei stroked the smooth leather. "Yusei-"

"Shh, just let me please you, Kyosuke," Yusei murmured. "I do love these new pants, Kyosuke, like Jack said, lovely and tight."

Kiryu shook his head and pulled him back onto his lap, claiming his mouth with his own once more. Yusei squirmed slightly, gripping his shoulders as heat washed over him, Kiryu's swollen member once again pressing against his backside, every sound he made muffled by Kiryu's mouth. Everything around them blurred until he noticed nothing but Kiryu. All that matter was that Kiryu wanted to be with him.

"Why not let me-"

"I will when I'm ready, beautiful," Kiryu said against his lips. "I want you here for now."

"Why?"

He smiled and kissed him gently, bucking his hips slightly, forcing Yusei to moan his name. Kiryu smiled and stroked his cheek gently. Every moment sent waves of pure pleasure through his body, the smooth, soft leather of Kiryu's pants against the exposed skin of his inner thighs and the pressure against his behind more than anything else. Kiryu's fingers danced over his skin, sliding up his leg and under his skirt, playing with the edge of the silk knickers. Yusei rocked his hips forwards, pressing against Kiryu, both boys panting slightly, their kiss slipping deeper and far less controlled as Yusei once again reached between Kiryu's legs.

Kiryu's slender fingers brushed over his entrance and Yusei tensed, gasping sharply. Kiryu chuckled against him and repeated the movement. This time Yusei groaned softly, pressing himself closer, moving his hand against Kiryu to force a moan.

"Kyosuke, please, I can't wait any longer."

To his relief, Kiryu nodded and leant back on his elbows, putting a little pressure against Yusei's legs still wrapped around his waist, panting a little. He smiled and thrust his hips up against him and Yusei threw his head back, moaning loudly.

"You haven't got any lube in here, have you?"

"Never had any need," he whispered, as Kiryu reached up under the skirt, his fingers slowly teasing his throbbing member through the silk. "I only ever slept with Jack at his place and you never bothered before."

"We never had time to enjoy ourselves thoroughly before," Kiryu replied. He smiled and looked over Yusei slowly. "I mean it when I tell you how beautiful you are, Yusei."

"I mean it when I tell you how much I love you, Kyosuke. Here."

He took Kiryu's hand and slowly took his fingers into his mouth. Kiryu hummed and lifted his hips slightly pressing himself against Yusei, Yusei squeezing his legs around him and moaning desperately. After a minute or so, Kiryu took his fingers from Yusei's mouth, sitting up again and slowly reaching down behind him. Yusei gave a quiet mewl as Kiryu pushed his fingers inside him, tensing up and gripping Kiryu's shoulders.

"Hmm, Yusei, relax," Kiryu murmured, kissing him gently. "You're so tight."

"You've managed every other time," Yusei hissed, closing his eyes as Kiryu began to slowly stretch him. "Ah... Kyosuke..."

He tried desperately to relax, knowing from experience if he didn't it would hurt more. Kiryu sighed and placed a forceful kiss on his lips, pulling him close to distract him from the slick, wet fingers inside him. Suddenly heat radiated through Yusei and he let out a broken, strained cry into Kiryu's mouth, squirming desperately causing Kiryu to moan deeply in response at the hot friction of their lower bodies being trust together.

"Kyosuke, please," he whimpered. "Please."

Kiryu hummed, slowly pulled his fingers from him and lifting Yusei just enough to slide off the blue silk panties a little as was practical. He leant back on his elbows again and Yusei smiled. He fumbled slightly in his hurry to undo Kiryu's pants and the older boy lifted his hips slightly, pressing himself to Yusei to help him slip down his pants.

His hands ran over Yusei's skin and he lifted him slightly, placing a gently kiss on his lips. "Ready?"

"Kyosuke, why are you being soft with me?" Yusei whispered.

"Because I've hurt you enough."

"Just do it. I can't wait any longer."

A moment later, Kiryu was inside him and Yusei was gasping for breath. Kiryu waited silently, running his fingers over his cheeks as Yusei gripped his shoulders tighter. It was a few minutes before he sighed and reached up, kissing Kiryu gently and nodding. Kiryu began to move, slowly at first but soon picking up the pace. Yusei moaned desperately, tossing his head back and squeezing his legs around him. His moans and cries grew louder as Kiryu began to work his member, then was suddenly silenced by Kiryu's rough, brief kiss. Pressure began to build inside him and he had to fight back a scream of ecstasy as Kiryu thudded against a sweet spot.

It wasn't too long before Yusei couldn't control himself any longer; he threw his head back, fingers clenching around Kiryu's shoulders as he released into his hand with a cry, his voice broken and hoarse, Kiryu following only a few moments later.

The pair gazed at each other for a long moment, panting heavily, the rest of the world seeming calm and quiet around them. Yusei smiled gently and leant down, resting his forehead against Kiryu's and gently pressed their lips together.

"I love you, Kyosuke. Say it back for once."

"Hmm, Yusei," Kiryu whispered, gently moving Yusei so he was lying back on the bed. "Of course I love you too." He kissed his cheek and slowly got up from the bed. "God, you are so beautiful, Yusei." He handed him and tissue. "Don't make a mess of Tori's cute little knickers."

Yusei sighed and cleaned himself off, watching Kiryu do the same. He frowned and glanced down at himself, slowly pulling the pants back up, running his hands over the skirt.

"Does wearing this really turn you on that much?" he said quietly.

Kiryu frowned and glanced at him before reaching for the forgotten phone on the floor. "Well, not that much... I mean, it's hot, you look so amazing in it, but it's not like I won't have sex with you without it. Why'd you ask?"

"Because that was the most amazing sex I've ever had," Yusei whispered, still struggling to catch his breath, a soft blush across his cheeks. Kiryu laughed and his phone clicked once again. "Kiryu..."

"You call me Kiryu when you're trying to be angry at me," he said. "That's cute." He smiled lazily and leant on the bed next to him, kicking off his shoes and lying back. "I like the outfit, but that's not why it was so great, Yusei."

Yusei frowned and kicked off his boots, slowly turning to Kiryu. "So, can I take them off yet?"

"No. You don't mind, do you?"

"I suppose not. You're not going to show those photos to anyone are you?"

"Not if you don't want me to. I just want to remember just how wonderful you look right now. We might not have much time together for a long while, what with the WRGP and stuff. I want to be able to remember this time together whenever I want. I want to remember my beautiful, sexy Yusei the way she is." Yusei frowned and shoved him away slightly. "Hmm, you can't be angry at me, can you?"

"Kyosuke, are you going to use those for what I think you will?"

Kiryu laughed and pulled him into a tender, loving kiss, one Yusei returned fully without a second hesitation. Soon the pair were sharing caring, intimate touches and gentle, loving kisses, their tongues playing between their mouths and their bodies pressed close, but it was different to before, this time they weren't under the pressure of their lust for one another. This time they were content to lie in each other's arms, in the knowledge that they loved each other and there was nothing that could come between them that day.

"I actually kind of like the idea of you getting turned on by pictures of me," Yusei whispered. "I don't like the idea of you touching yourself and getting all hot and turned on only for Jack to finish you off."

"I love you being jealous," Kiryu replied. "And if it makes you feel better, you can have pictures of me."

"You are so messed up."

"No, I'm your average Satellite, you're a sheltered city kid who's over protective uncle stopped you learning how love and life really work. But I love you all the same, and I'm going to make sure you enjoy every second we have together."

"So, you said it wasn't the outfit that made it so much fun," Yusei muttered. "How come then?"

"Because we waited so long. Because we haven't actually slept together since we admitted how we feel. Because there's no pressure today because no one will be back for another..." He glanced at the clock on the nightstand. "Five hours at least. But most importantly, because it wasn't just sex this time, we love each other. Believe me, I know about this kind of crap." He yawned and laughed tiredly. "You've worn me out, Yusei. Do you mind if I have a nap?"

"No, of course not. I'm kind of tired too actually and I know Jack keeps you up and you don't sleep well all the time," Yusei said quietly and pressed their lips together once more. "Can I change yet?"

"Not unless you're going to slip into a little nightie or some sexy lingerie," Kiryu replied and gave him a tender kiss in return. "Set an alarm for an hour. That means we can be nice an awake for another few hours of fun."

"You have a one track mind," he said with a sigh. He reached over and set the alarm. "You really think I look good in this?"

"So good. Absolutely gorgeous. The only time you look better is when you're completely naked and squirming in pure pleasure calling my name."

"Doesn't happen often. Especially when you won't let me take off these clothes."

"You should dress up for me more often."

"I might consider it. Go to sleep, Kyosuke."

Kiryu chuckled and wrapped his arms around him, slowly pulling the covers over them. Yusei smiled and sighed, closing his eyes and closing his hand around Kiryu's. He couldn't remember the last time he'd been able to simply sleep in Kiryu's arms without Jack being there with them. It was nice to finally be alone with him and completely relaxed and free to do as they pleased- even if he was in girl's clothes.

"Jack," Bruno said quietly. Jack frowned and glared down at him. Bruno swallowed heavily and glanced away. "You and Yusei were together once, right?"

"Yes," Jack said, watching the screens showing Aki and Crow duelling. "Last year."

"And- and he and Kiryu were together too, right?"

"No." Bruno frowned and glanced at him. Jack sighed and folded his arms. "Do I have to explain everything? When Kiryu was a Dark Signer he played us off against each other. He and Yusei had a couple of times when they were closer than I would have liked and they've had sex once or twice, but I know about it, they always told me and it was usually because they were mad at me. I didn't mind while Kiryu was recovering, he needed someone he could be intimate with while we were getting to grips with the emotional side of things."

"So, you don't worry about them being alone together?" he said quietly.

"Of course not. I trust Kiryu- kind of- and I know Yusei is so bothered about no upsetting anyone that he'd never do anything."

"Oh."

"Why? Do you worry about them?" Jack asked.

"Sometimes," Bruno said quietly. Jack frowned and smacked the back of his head. "What was that for?"

"For being pathetic," he snapped. "And for implying Kiryu would ever go behind my back like that."

"Yusei loves him. He tries not to and he tries not to show it, but he loves him and whatever I try I can't help him get over it." Jack punched him this time and he smacked him head against the control panel. He sighed and rubbed his forehead. "What did I do that time?"

"Yusei puts the happiness of others before his own," he said firmly. "He has for as long as I've known him. Even if he does love Kiryu- and don't you dare tell Kiryu that he does, I'll never hear the end of it- he would be so worried about hurting us that he'd never act on it. Although that does make sense of why he always took any chance to join us in bed... Look, don't worry. If Kiryu had any feelings for him, he'd have asked me if we could have a threesome by now rather than just letting Yusei come to bed so he can make out with him and Yusei would be apologising profusely if there was anything else going on."

"He comes to bed with you and makes out with Kiryu?" Bruno whispered.

"Used to," Jack said. "He hasn't in a while... not since he birthday really and you weren't there for that. Actually, Kiryu talked me into letting him join us the day you arrived but he forgot because he was so distracted by you. And Kiryu isn't great with personal space, he leans in over your shoulder and he touches and... he doesn't mind kissed people either. It doesn't really mean anything, expect he thinks Yusei's good looking, and you and I can't argue about that, can we?"

"I suppose not. Thanks Jack."

"Don't thank me and never mention to anyone that we had this conversation or you will regret it more than when you had my last Cup Ramen." Bruno gulped and turned away, returning his attention to the reading on Crow and Aki's D-Wheels as Jack gazed up at the others watching from the stands. "That goes double for you, Tori. And don't scratch the frame."

Bruno spun in his chair. Tori was watching from a little way off, polishing Jack's D-Wheel. He'd completely forgotten she was there. She'd lost a duel to Jack and he'd made her wash the Wheel of Fortune. He hoped she hadn't heard the entire conversation. She frowned, something cold and knowing in her hazel eyes, but she said nothing and returned to work.