Ever feel so good that you don't want to move? That's how I felt. The alarm clock screamed in my ears, but I couldn't force myself to get out of bed. Bakura's leg was draped across both of mine, and it was too heavy (too comfortable) for me to bother moving it.

"Ryou."

"Shut-up, Bakura. I can hear the alarm," I grumbled, squeezing my eyes shut as if that would drown out the alarm.

"Look, I don't care if you go to work or not, but shut off the damn alarm." Bakura moved his leg, and I groaned in protest.

Reaching over, I slammed my hand at the alarm clock until it quit wailing and then I shoved my face right back into the pillow. It only seemed like a minute later, though it must have been more, when Kek started shaking my shoulder and talking fast. That's when I realized we were late. I pushed myself up, glaring at Bakura as he stretched across the bed and snickered. I ignored him and stumbled down the hall, crashing into Kek as I tried to get into the bathroom for a shower- I definitely needed one after the previous night.

"Sorry," Kek mumbled. The lines around his eyes and the shadows beneath them showed that he was as tired as I was.

"You go ahead." I bowed a little out of habitual politeness.

"No, you go. There's won't be enough time for two showers."

"In that case-" I grabbed Kek's hand and pulled him into the bathroom. "We better take one at the same time."

"I like how you think." He grinned as I turned on the water.

For once my mind wasn't in the gutter; it really was quicker and more practical for us both to shower at once. I grabbed the soap and rubbed a thick lather into my hands, and then passed the soap to Kek so he could do the same. Only, instead of washing his own body- he started washing mine. I looked down at my own body, watching his hands spread white suds over my equally white skin. The grin stayed on his face, tongue lolling out just a touch at the side.

"Is it the hot water painted your face that soft shade of coral, or my hands?"

A half giggle escaped me and I avoided the question by washing his body in return.

"You know…" he continued to talk as we started shampooing each other's hair, "I think this is the first time we've ever been naked alone together."

I thought back and it was true. Alone we've cuddled, and napped, and dueled, made out on the couch, flirted, and even snuck in quick hand jobs between rounds of Mario, but we never been completely naked and able to touch each other as thoroughly as we were at that moment. We could have. Just like the night before, when Kek and Bakura started without me, there wasn't any rule saying the three of us alway had to be present, but each time we started to kiss … I got lost. So lost, and so happy, that I'd forget to take Kek's clothes off and just kiss until my lips burned instead.

As if reading my mind, Kek kissed me at that moment. I moaned into it- very much awake now, thank you- and when he pulled away I licked my lips. With a regretful sigh I turned off the water and grabbed a towel.

Kek grabbed me and kissed him again. He lifted me into the air and shoved me against the bathroom wall. I wrapped my legs around his waist and held onto his thick, muscled shoulders for balance as he stole my breath.

"Oh, Kek," I whispered, "I want to. I want to badly, but we're going to be late for work."

"I know. I know. I know." He repeated the words over and over, but he couldn't seem to stop his mouth from smashing against mine. "Ryou," he whispered between rounds. "I can't let go. You mean so much to me. I want to stay like this all day."

I gasped into his mouth, our bodies cold and damp. I kept kissing him. I knew we needed to stop, but I liked the way his body shivered against mine as I kissed him. He carried me closer to the counter. I probably felt like a doll in his arms; he'd put on so much muscle at the gym. Just when I was about to give up and call into work, he set me down and wrapped a towel around my shoulders.

"I could kiss you all day."

"Then do it."

"I can't get you into trouble at work because I'm selfish and greedy." He growled, frustrated. Then he took a deep breath and kissed my forehead before turning away.