The next few days passed in a blur.
Names and faces of game shop customers blended together along with the endless boxes that arrived every afternoon, followed by unpacking, sorting, shelving, and then repeating it all over again the next day, and the next, and the next….
Yugi was excited about a trip to the new aquarium that had opened, and he was diligently working towards the weekend, already having bought tickets for themselves and all their friends.
Yami kept palming his phone between breaks, wondering why Kaiba hadn't texted him yet. Perhaps the CEO was busy.
No, of course he was busy.
He was running a multi-billion-dollar empire.
Their own business at the game shop couldn't possibly compare.
He set a box down on the counter and sliced the tape open with a swipe of the cutter, peeling the flaps open to see shiny cases of new duel monsters cards inside, ready to be unpacked, sorted, and then shelved.
The store's phone rang, and Yami perked his head up hopefully, but Yugi was already at the wall, picking it up and answering, "Kame Game Shop! Thank you for calling us today! I'm Yugi, how may I help you?"
Yami lowered his head and listened intently, reaching into the box to lift out the cases of cards, his arms straining at the weight as he carefully set them all out across the counter.
"…Yes, we do have a lightly played edition of that very rare card…!" Yugi raised his eyebrows and waved his hands frantically at Yami, who nodded solemnly and walked out from behind the counter to approach the shelves of card boxes, hearing Yugi say, "Please continue, yes … The set name? …Circuit Break…."
Yami bit back a sigh and trailed his finger down the line of alphabetized boxes to find 'C' and continued to listen while his heart clenched with turmoil. It had been five days since their visit at the museum. This week was almost up and Kaiba still hadn't messaged or called…
"What rarity?" Yugi was still on the phone, and Yami sat back on his heels, staring glumly at the boxes of cards. What if he took out his phone now and messaged Kaiba by shoving his doubts aside?
"…Secret rare…!" Yugi hissed, and Yami snapped out of it long enough to find the card and slid it out of the box. He walked it over to Yugi who thanked him with a stiff nod and bent down over a pad to type in the customer's information.
He hung up the phone with a glowing smile and held up the pad, "Sold! Let's get this one out fast, because there's a tournament coming up. They wanna use it in a duel!"
Yami nodded absently and watched Yugi dash around the shop, grabbing packing materials for the order and humming happily to himself. He placed his palm over his phone in his pocket and felt his hand heat up inadvertently, wondering if Kaiba had forgotten about him.
Kaiba was sitting stoically at his desk, thinking about Yami with every breath he took.
It had been five days since their weird plant encounter. Five.
Clearly, Yami was less affected by it or something, because his phone had been silent.
Yami hadn't texted him at 3AM to ask how he was doing.
Yami hadn't called him 'on accident' and then hung up.
Yami hadn't even started a message thread with him after they'd added each other.
Nothing had happened.
Nothing was happening, and Kaiba was slowly unravelling as each day passed uneventfully.
It was work, home, to work again, and then home…again. He had another photo shoot and interview planned for the weekend but had half the mind to cancel it…or invite Yami to it somehow without alerting the dweeb squad.
Maybe Yami was busy, working his minimum wage job at the game shop with Yugi.
Which meant he had plenty of time to text something. One word. "Hi" or "hello. Anything.
How busy could someone be working at a self-run game shop?!
Palming his face in agony, Kaiba stared at his dark screen, realizing his laptop had fallen asleep while he'd been sitting there, wallowing in his own self-doubt.
Maybe this was why he never had a chance with Yami in the first place.
Their paths never crossed outside of the dueling arena, and when they did, it was usually in bad situations: threatening vengeful suicide on castle ledges, on rusty piers with chains tied to ankles, or on random rooftops to duel masked strangers, or at Kaiba Land, where the power imbalance between them was high, and everyone was more interested in the rollercoaster rides and the stadium holograms than each other.
And if I invite them to the theme park again, they'll think I'm doing it with an ulterior motive, Kaiba thought darkly, grinding his teeth so hard, his jaw hurt. Why was it so hard to text Yami one word to ask how he was doing? Maybe because they'd never had a real conversation before—
Just as that thought left his mind, his phone buzzed twice, and he glanced sharply over at the screen. It was glowing brightly at him at his elbow with Yami's username at the very top.
Kaiba's heart dipped into his stomach with excitement, and he snatched it up with tingling fingers.
Yamiii: hey
Yamiii: aquarium this weekend… meet me there?
What? No! Kaiba thought nervously, frowning as he replied so fast, he misspelled the entire sentence, so he forced himself to slow down and type carefully.
Kai_blue_eye: Why there? Hell no! The new aquarium run by GYE group? Fuck those guys
Kai_blue_eye: if you want to photograph some seals, go see them in the wild!
Yami jumped when he felt his phone buzz twice in his pocket, and Yugi noticed this.
"You okay?" Yugi asked worriedly, seeing Yami nod frantically and rush to step into the house.
"…Bathroom," Yami lied weakly, pointing inside and kicking his shoes off the bevel, nearly stumbling over the step as he careened down the hall and into the living room, digging his phone frantically out of his pocket with breathless joy to read what Kaiba had said.
He laughed as he scanned the texts and replied quickly, leaning against the kitchen counter as he typed.
Yamiii: yes I heard and saw the news article about the seals.
Yamiii: I said 'meet there', not 'date there'
Yamiii: your blue eyes, kaiba. use them when reading.
Kaiba felt the corners of his mouth curling upwards as his throat went dry and he snickered to himself, replying hastily.
Kai_blue_eye: time?
Yami tapped his foot nervously on the ground, trying to visualize the group's schedule.
He gave up and decided to think out loud in the chat for Kaiba's benefit.
Yamiii: …unsure. group ticket entry time is at 10:30
Yamiii: anzu and the girls want to see the seals at 11:45
Yamiii: yugi + the rest of the guys are lining up to see the sharks
Yamiii: they plan to eat lunch around 1 or 2 in the building on the 5th floor
Kai_blue_eye: why the fuck are you telling me all this?! I don't care?!
Yamiii: because I'm trying to find a good time to get away!
Kaiba swallowed thinly and leaned back in his seat, staring out across his glittering office and at the giant potted trees framing the screen on the opposite wall, his mind humming.
Right. This was Yami planning to ditch his friends for him on his day off.
How touching.
Wait. Why was he sneaking around like this was a crime?!
Because it was better that no one knew.
Kai_blue_eye: right shit. wait. Is Mokuba going with you guys?!
Yamiii: ….dont know. I'll check the group chat one sex
One sex?! Kaiba thought deliriously, and Yami seemed not to have noticed the typo, coming back after a couple minutes to reply.
Yamiii: yes. Mokuba coming. How could you not know?
Kai_blue_eye: I'm not his fucking babysitter. He usually tells me he's going out on the day.
Kai_blue_eye: he'll finish his week's extra homework like an angel and then hit me with the news
Kai_blue_eye: and why should I NOT let him? Better him than me.
Yami chuckled to himself and saw Yugi's shadow shuffling behind the door, and he hastily dipped his head down to send a couple of last texts.
Yamiii: okay, then I can skip out on the seals and say I want to see a separate performance
Yamiii: whatever one that's happening at the same time that will run long
Kai_blue_eye: how long?! (the whole day?) hahahahaa
Yamiii: …..kaiba….! please be serious. 2 hours tops?!
Kai_blue_eye: fine. 11:30, be at the back entrance. Black car, 4 doors. [tsu] license plate
Okay, Yami thought determinedly, his heart racing as he sent an emoji reaction and tucked his phone back into his pocket, trying not to feel like he was committing a crime.
It was just sex. Why was he feeling all giddy like it could be something more?
A heart emoji?! Kaiba reeled, trying not to read too much into it as he clicked his phone off and set it back down on his desk, staring at it like it might come to life, grow teeth and bite him at any second.
They were meeting to fuck.
There were no feelings involved.
Definitely no hearts.
Blinking furiously, Kaiba snatched up his phone to reply with another emoji, making sure it was obscene as possible before he set it back down again, satisfied.
No feelings allowed.
Fucking only.
Yami froze when he heard his phone buzz in his pocket, and he broke out into a cold sweat when Yugi noticed this again and smiled at him playfully.
"Did you start talking to a fan again?" Yugi asked sweetly, flitting through a stack of cards he held in his hand, and he glanced up just in time to see Yami's ears tinged pink with embarrassment.
"No. Nothing like that," Yami replied quietly, hiding his face underneath one of the large boxes of cards and staring at the print along the sides of the cardboard, willing his heart to calm down.
He was strangely on edge, the feeling similar to a night before a big duel with Kaiba.
Except this was no duel.
Pulling his phone out to check what Kaiba had written in reply, he nearly dropped it on the ground when he saw a series of rude emojis. A middle finger, an eggplant, sweat drops, rope, a skull, and an ambulance.
What?! Yami thought wildly, deciding to ignore it as he shoved his phone back into his pocket and stood up.
Death by sex?
Kaiba was strange, and it was thrilling to interact with him.
The next day arrived quickly, Yami stood beside Anzu in the darkened sitting area of the aquarium, surrounded by their friends all pouring over the brochure, trying to plan their day. Yami couldn't participate, because he was so excited about meeting Kaiba that he'd lost some sleep fantasizing, and only after masturbating furiously at 3AM in the bathroom in secret did he finally manage to fall asleep.
"They only let 4 people in at a time for the jellyfish hallway," Yugi whined, scanning their group and doing a quick headcount. "Groups are let in eight minutes …. We have to split up."
"I'm fine with waiting," Yami said instantly, and Anzu rested her hand on his shoulder.
"We'll circle back and walk through it with you again so you can see it," she offered, and Yami shook his head politely.
Joey and Tristan grumbled and rolled their eyes.
"Don't give a fart about jellyfish…"
"Waiting time for that line is 25 minutes… You know what we could do in 25 minutes?"
"Well, I'd like to…see the stingray exhibit instead of the seals," Yami said anxiously, feeling his phone buzzing in his pocket, and he unconsciously took it out to read it, unaware that Anzu could see right over his shoulder.
Kai_blue_eye: Eta 12 min. be ready.
Yami gripped his phone tighter and casually stuck it back into his pocket, staring at the top of Mokuba's head, taking in the way his black hair shone in the low lights.
They were sneaking away to do something disgusting….
It was better to get away now.
"I'll stand in line for it early so I can get close…" Yami lied with effort, his ears burning, and he prayed it was too dark for anyone to see.
"Awh come on, seals are cuter than stingray," Tristan said with a boyish grin, and Yugi piled on.
"Yeah, the whole point is that they have seals here," his twin said, giving Yami a strange look over the edge of the brochure. "What's wrong?"
Yami swallowed thinly and realized he hadn't prepared an adequate excuse to get away.
No one would let him go because the main attraction was seals.
It was strange that he didn't want to see the one thing they'd come here for…
"Leave him alone. He wants to see the stingray instead, let him," Anzu shrugged and moved to stand closer to Yugi, pointing at the food icon on the 5th floor. "They have ice cream shaped like cute jellyfish! Wanna share it with me, Yugi?"
"O-Okay!" Yugi flushed excitedly and gazed happily up into Anzu's face, and Yami felt his stomach churn.
Saved by Anzu.
His phone buzzed again, and Yami knew Kaiba was counting down the minutes, expecting him to be at the back entrance any minute now. He really needed to leave.
"I'm going," Yami announced, and he turned to hurry away, not caring if his friends would ask intrusive questions about his rude behavior later. He could brush it off and say he was excited in the moment… because that was the truth. He was so excited at the thought of seeing Kaiba's handsome face, his knees were weak as he half-ran out the aquarium exit, brushing past many families and couples ambling through the barriers.
He heard something blip as he passed the metal barrier himself, and the attendant standing by the booth nodded at him formally. "Thank you for coming…! Come again soon…!"
It's…one-way entry! Yami realized, his blood running cold as he turned and hurried down the sidewalk and out to the parking lot, keeping his eyes peeled for a black car.
Oh gods. He'd really messed up. He'd need to buy another ticket to get back in.
Possibly with cash so it wouldn't show up on Yugi's card.
Thankfully, he saw a narrow black car parked along the curb with a single character license plate, and he raced towards it, seeing the window roll down, along with a beautiful, pale hand, with a sparking watch on the wrist and a stiff suit sleeve to match.
Yami's heart skipped an excited beat, and he hurried closer, wrapping his hand around the shiny black handle, and swinging the door open heavily, the scent of fresh cologne tickling his nose as he sank into the cool leather seats, his knee bumping against Kaiba's long leg.
Kaiba smiled coldly and inched back to give him space, rapping the driver's side headrest with his knuckles.
The car rolled forward quietly, and the window sealed with a silent whoosh! trapping them together in tense silence.
"I need another ticket back ins—" Yami couldn't finish his sentence because Kaiba dove at him with a rough kiss, his tongue sliding intrusively past his lips and into his mouth, tasting him and leaving the bitter tang of coffee in the back of his throat.
Shocked, Yami stiffened and accepted the kiss, daringly resting his hand on Kaiba's knee and giving it a tight squeeze, feeling the stuff fabric wrinkle under the pads of his fingertips.
Oh, this was…heavenly. His mind hummed joyfully and shut off as he flitted his hand up Kaiba's blazer and locked his arms around his neck, leaning in warm tingles of pleasure washing over him as they continued to kiss silently and furiously, their tongues curling over each other's in a battle for dominance.
Kaiba broke away for air first when he felt Yami straining and trembling, so he leaned away dizzily, trying to catch his breath as he watched Yami do the same but look increasingly more flustered as he lowered his gaze to stare at the blatant erection pressed boldly against the zipper of his dark slacks.
"T-There was a one-way …e-entry at-at…the exit," Yami stammered, desperately trying to compose himself as he felt Kaiba's hot breath trail down his ear, and playful kisses with teeth landed in a straight line down the side of his neck as he struggled to talk.
"K-Kaiba! I need another ticket back inside," Yami said firmly, finally catching his breath and feeling Kaiba freeze and lean away to look into his face with a pretty frown.
"Then buy one," Kaiba replied bluntly, wondering if Yami was using him for handouts already.
"I can't. It will show up on my account with Yugi, and he will know," Yami said darkly, hating how he was asking Kaiba for money so shamelessly. "I'll…pay you back."
"You will," Kaiba grinned as the car came to a stop by the fountain in his front driveway. "Come on." He reached out to grab Yami by the arm, pulling him out of the car and into the house, his heart thundering in his ears as he ignored the way Yami craned his neck to get a glimpse of their surroundings before he was thrown into the bedroom and the door slammed shut behind them.
Yami barely had time to register the beautiful chandelier hanging above his head on the high ceiling before Kaiba's handsome face appeared before him, blocking his view of the sparkling fixture.
"Two hours isn't a lot of time. Take off your clothes," Kaiba insisted, dragging his hands down Yami's front and bunching his shirt up underneath his chin to expose his bare chest, eyeing his nipples with glee.
Yami smirked impishly back at him and peeled his blazer off, followed by his shirt, and Kaiba drank in the sight hungrily, his hands moving by themselves as he shoved them between Yami's slender legs to nudge them apart, staring at the way Yami's hands unclipped his belts to toss them aside. They fell off the bed with a hollow clink! and Kaiba palmed Yami's hip, enjoying the hard curves pressing back against him as Yami's hands came for his belt and pants, deftly inching them off his hips while a pair of heels came up to lock around the backs of this thighs, inching his pants further down his long legs.
Yami's heels kept sliding down the backs of his legs, intent on taking off his pants with just his feet, and Kaiba growled in amusement, leaning away to kick his pants off and peeling his shirt off, hearing Yami laugh appreciatively, and cool palms came raking down his chest, groping him shamelessly. Yami's eyes followed his pants as they slid off the side of the bed, and he made a sudden movement to lunge after them, his violet eyes wide with panic.
"W-Wait! Set a timer!" He cried, and Kaiba wrinkled his nose, leaning his weight over Yami teasingly to keep him from getting up.
"Don't be crass. You'll cum first," Kaiba breathed, nuzzling his nose into the crook behind Yami's ear and taking a tentative inhale, his lungs expanding gratefully at the unique, exotic scent.
Yami let out a deep laugh and dared himself to enjoy the sensation of Kaiba's hot breath tickling his ear before he craned his head away anxiously, "…We only have two hours… I can't be late returning."
Kaiba grit his teeth and stared at a blank spot on Yami's bare shoulder, his heart thundering in his ears as he silently fumed to himself. He wasn't planning on giving Yami back. If Yami wanted a ride back, he'd have to escape this room first, and if he recalled correctly, he didn't explicitly agree to letting Yami return after the allotted two hours.
This was their first time connecting…normally, and setting a time limit to was idiotic.
"We'll take as long as we need," Kaiba began, and a hand came for his chin, pushing him away roughly, and the warmth underneath his body disappeared briefly as Yami wiggled out from his grasp and dropped onto the floor to find his phone, lifting his pants up anxiously while digging around in the pocket, his erection jutting shamelessly out from his body.
Irritated, Kaiba stared at it, and tried not to pull a sour face, but Yami caught this instantly.
"What?" Yami asked defensively, clutching his phone in one hand, his face burning from the way Kaiba kept staring at his dick.
"You're being dumb," Kaiba said coldly, hating how he was starting a fight before sex, but he couldn't help himself.
"What?" Yami snapped before he nodded and corrected himself. "No. You're correct. This is dumb. I should return."
He bent down to step into his pants, and Kaiba let out a hiss of rage, scrambling out of the bed to pull Yami back into it, his stomach twisting with a fluttery feeling as Yami fought him half-heartedly and rolled onto his shoulder, still clinging onto his phone, intent on setting a timer.
"I'll do it. One and a half hours, because we've been arguing for too long," Kaiba growled, snatching Yami's phone from his hand and tapping the 'start' button, showing him the screen.
Yami's eyes darted between Kaiba's bare chest and at the timer counting down on his phone, and he nodded stiffly. F-Fine. One and a half hours…
A bit short but that meant they would just have to fuck harder.
Kaiba dove forward to kiss him, and Yami draped his arms desperately around Kaiba's neck to pull him closer, closing his eyes and melting in the wonderful tang of his breath.
Keeping his eyes open and one hand free, Kaiba held the power button down and counted the seconds while Yami's tongue roamed deliciously over the roof of his mouth, sending a wild shiver of happiness down his body.
Yeah, he wasn't going to let Yami leave after this.
He didn't care if the dweeb squad found out.
In fact, if they did, it might make their lives easier.
Today was a rare day off for him, and he wanted to spend every minute of it fucking Yami.
After blindly shoving the phone underneath a pillow, Kaiba circled his arms around Yami's waist and rocked his hips downwards, shuddering as a spasm of pleasure rippled through his body when Yami's hands gripped his erection and gave him several excited strokes. His face was flushed prettily and Kaiba enjoyed the sight, savoring the odd tightness that kept clenching in his chest. Excitement? Nervousness? Lust?
He couldn't sort the feelings out because his mind was numb, and his body was hot. The tighter Yami's legs wrapped around his waist, the more his reasoning began to slip. He reached down to grab Yami's length and gave it a tight squeeze, trailing his fingers down to cup the softest pair of balls he'd ever felt, and he gave them a tender knead, enjoying the way Yami shamelessly let his leg fall open, giving him a lewd view of his entire body.
"…Hurry up," Yami breathed, and Kaiba felt his eyelid twitch. He wanted to savor every moment, every expression. It would be like this every time if he had to steal Yami away from his friends so they could fuck.
Yeah, Yami wasn't going back today.
He grabbed the lube from the nightstand drawer and slicked his hand with it, seeing Yami crane his neck again to look inside the drawer and pull out a cylindrical toy with a smirk.
"You use this often?" Yami goaded, squeezing the fleshy tube until the opening flattened and he moved it comically like a mouth talking while he continued taunting. "…My name is Seto Kaiba. I need toys like this to help me because I've never had a real hole—"
Yami's vision turned white and his body convulsed violently when Kaiba's mouth came down viciously around his length to give his dick a tight suck, and he felt a spasm of pain ripple up his stomach as Kaiba's fingers clenched spitefully around his balls.
"….Ow!" Yami cried, biting back a laughter as he tried to kick Kaiba away, but his legs had been pinned underneath a pair of slender elbows, holding him firmly in place.
Yeah, shut up! Kaiba fumed, hating how his ears burned as Yami's fingers came threading through his hair and tugging so hard, his eyes watered, but he kept his mouth clamped over Yami's hardness and slid his tongue roughly around the soft head, tasting a bittersweet essence come away on the tip of his tongue.
The way Yami's legs were trembling on either side of his head made him feel powerful while he rubbed the pads of his fingers against a tight, clenching hole before slowly inserting one, and then another, giving the tight ring a tentative stretch and hearing Yami gasp excitedly above him.
Yami leaned back happily into the pillows, his body consumed by wonderful curls of heat and pleasure as Kaiba thrust his fingers into him thickly, causing his stomach to dip and swirl. He raised his head to glance down in time to see Kaiba poking his length between his cheeks and easing into him slowly, filling him up with a burning, fiery heat, pausing briefly to meet his gaze, his blue eyes gleaming with lust as he smirked.
Kaiba leaned into a steady rhythm and enjoyed the lewd gasps filling his ears as Yami shuddered underneath him and threw him a half-lidded look that made his heart skip a beat.
"…Faster," Yami breathed, his chest heaving as he clenched around Kaiba's dick and felt him tense in response.
I'm going as fast as I can, Kaiba thought furiously, shoving his hips forward with effort, feeling Yami pushing back against him desperately, even spreading himself to take him in deeper, trying to turn onto his side to get a better angle, and when that didn't work, he flipped himself over onto his stomach and raised his ass, making it easier for Kaiba to thrust into him until the hilt.
Kaiba's thighs were aching, and he was becoming dizzy from exertion. Yami kept pushing him and he was furious that his manhood was being challenged. He slowed his pace, pulling out briefly and grabbing the cylindrical toy before it slid off the edge of the bed, making sure to shove the opening of it onto Yami's dick, giving him furious, rough up and down jerks, hearing Yami let out a shout and curl forward ecstatically, his body twisting this way and that as he tried to fight off the waves of pleasure consuming him steadily.
He came in a thick heave, and Kaiba didn't ease up. He shoved himself back into Yami's clenching heat and gave him a few more rough thrusts, staring so hard at Yami's slender neck where his adam's apple was jumping every time he swallowed or gasped for breath.
Holding out enormously, Kaiba grit his teeth and pulled out slowly again, panting and heaving. Yami raised his head with difficulty and struggled to talk through his heavy breathing, "you…didn't cum…?"
Kaiba shook his head with a tight smile, and Yami threw his head back on the pillows, his lungs burning as he tried to catch his breath. A dark feeling was swirling in his chest as he wondered if his hole wasn't tight enough for Kaiba's liking, or if it was because Kaiba had gotten used to the feeling of toys that his hole wasn't…enough?
Lost in a haze of self-doubt, Yami let Kaiba lean over him to reach into the nightstand for another toy, and he couldn't bring himself to laugh when he saw another cylindrical object emerge, followed by another one.
"You're numb from the waist down?" Yami asked spitefully, and Kaiba shot him a look before coating one of the dildos with lube and rose up to finger himself, giving Yami a nice view of his erection sticking straight up from his body while his hands disappeared between his legs.
Daring himself to enjoy the show, Yami watched Kaiba slide the end of the toy up along his backside and slowly sit on it, never breaking eye contact, making his blood run cold and then hot at the same time. W-What was happening?!
"You'd rather have a toy back there than the real thing?" Yami berated, unable to keep the hostility out of his tone. Of course sex with Kaiba would be extremely one-sided. Their duels played out like this too, so he wasn't sure why he expected anything different. It was almost offensive that Kaiba didn't cum inside him and preferred to use toys.
Just as that thought left his mind, Kaiba's pale hand reached for his leg and pulled him closer.
"Shut up and come here…" Kaiba breathed, inching the head of his dick which was leaking pitifully up against Yami's pink hole again, and he gave himself an excited twitch, his body thrumming with joy at the thought of being filled and fucking Yami at the same time.
Yami nodded and inched his ass lower, letting Kaiba slide into him again easily, and he shuddered, clenching around the thickness as Kaiba rocked into him roughly and let out a satisfied hiss, his pale cheeks tinged pink as he thrust forward and reached for the other toy that was leaking semen from the lip. Yami's eyes widened as Kaiba eased the lip of the toy over his semi-hard dick again and gave him a few torturous rubs, making his legs spasm uncontrollably from the overstimulation while Kaiba stayed high up inside him, thrusting and rubbing at the same time, sending him flying over a pleasurable edge that made his ears ring and his mouth dry.
Kaiba grinned manically and clenched himself tighter around the toy and almost wished it would move. He remedied that by raising up to sit on it again and letting Yami rock his ass down against his dick, sending a violent jolt of heat up his core as Yami's ass pressed flush against his stomach and gave him another tight squeeze.
Yami was glaring at him with his angular eyes framed prettily by dark lashes, hissing, "…cum, damn it. You're starting to irritate me, Kaiba." And Kaiba curled his fingertips over Yami's soft skin, letting the wonderful, heated waves of ecstasy wash over him repeatedly as he shuddered and orgasmed roughly with Yami's deep laugher echoing in his ears as the toy shifted higher inside him and made his vision turn white. He was pushed down onto his side and rolled over as Yami regained his strength and hastily switched their positions, making sure to slam the toy down against his length before it lost its stiffness, making him spasm against his will as a hot ripple of fire seared down his stomach, and he clenched emptily around nothing as Yami pulled the toy out of his ass with an evil grin and hastily moved to replace it with his own shaft, jutting himself into the clenching, pink hole as far as he could go and giving Kaiba few tentative thrusts, running his palms up and down Kaiba's muscular pale legs, enjoying the way the CEO shuddered happily at his every touch.
Kaiba's eyes and throat were burning as he tried to compose himself enough to tell Yami he was at his limit, but Yami seemed to sense this and denied him every time. If Yami wasn't thrusting into him, his nipples were being licked and bit, or his dick was trapped inside the fleshy toy while Yami's free hand moved it up and down carelessly, aware that his spasming legs meant he was limp and had cum eons ago.
Finally, Yami let up when he couldn't take it anymore. Kaiba's high cheekbones were glistening with something wet, and he pulled out slowly, gently extracting the toy from Kaiba's flaccid length and collapsing on the bed beside him, his elbow landing on a wet patch, but he didn't care. He pressed his cheek onto Kaiba's damp shoulder, his heart thundering in his ears as his body vibrated happily with residual threads of heat, and he closed his eyes, floating on the highest cloud while Kaiba draped an arm around him silently and pressed a soft kiss to his temple.
"Your hair…is in my face," Kaiba managed to say after finding his voice, and he turned his head to the side to avoid the tri-colored spikes that were too close to his cheek, praying Yami wouldn't notice that the sun was shining bright orange in through the curtains from the window on the other side of the room.
Judging by the color of that sun, they'd probably been at it for the past 3 hours instead of the planned one and a half.
Drained and satisfied, Kaiba rolled onto his side and ran his hand up and down along Yami's arm, marveling at every curve that passed under his palm, feeling his body burning with content. His nipples were still stinging oddly, and his balls ached from having cum so many times and so violently. Yami's warm hands were traveling down his chest and resting on his hips.
"We should have these naked meetings more often," Yami said fondly, trailing his knuckle over the curve of Kaiba's sharp hipbone, admiring the way it dipped down elegantly into a dark V between his slender, pale legs. It was unreal…and slightly unfair that Kaiba looked so pretty.
He pulled away to glance down at himself, and saw a pale hand come grabbing at him playfully, and cold fingers slid underneath his balls to give him rough grope that made him shiver.
"H-Hey!" Yami protested, biting back a laugh and clamping his legs down harder to trap Kaiba's hand there. "Let up. I should be heading back now."
Kaiba closed his eyes and nodded noncommittally. He would feign sleep, because once Yami saw the time, he would be murdered viciously. Before his death, he would enjoy the feeling of Yami's soft balls in his palm….
Yami shoved his hands underneath the large pillows, patting blindly for his phone and wondering why it hadn't gone off. Did they still have some time to go again?
His fingers closed around the hard curve of his phone, and he yanked it out to check the screen, but it stayed dark.
"I'm out of battery?!" Yami cried, holding down the power button desperately, his mind already screaming in panic, but he willed himself to remain calm. Kaiba had tons of chargers he could borrow. There was no need to panic. There was no need to panic.
His phone flashed on after a few seconds of holding down the button, and Yami's chest tightened painfully at the time displayed on his screen.
4:36 pm
5 missed calls – [aibou]
2 missed calls – [ANZU]
4 missed calls – [Jou]
8 missed calls –[aibou]
[Aibou] message: hey, are you okay? We looked all…
[Aibou] message: super worried about you, okay?!
[Aibou] message: …that's what they said. So I don't know if…
[Aibou] message: ARE YOU OKAY?!
[Aibou] message: YAMI?! PICK UP THE PHONE
[Aibou] message: … YAMI? ?!
Yami blinked and clicked his phone off, and clicked it on again, hoping his eyes weren't deceiving him. This had to be a joke. An alternate reality….
He clicked his phone on and saw the time again.
4:38 PM
Kaiba was laying there casually with a faint smirk on his lips, and Yami glanced back down at his dark screen, seeing his own terrified reflection as he slowly pieced together what had happened.
Shaking with a mixture of incredulity and frustration, Yami leapt into action and piled the pillows on top of Kaiba's face in an attempt to smother him.
"You did this!" Yami exclaimed, his chest swooping with a strange feeling as Kaiba shook with laughter underneath him.
A light buzzing filled the room and Yami's eyes darted around frantically, searching for the source of the noise. It sounded like Kaiba's phone was ringing from the floor in his pants pocket.
Diving off the bed to answer it, Yami dug it out of Kaiba's black pants and saw an unknown caller panning across the screen, but he recognized it as Yugi's number. He tried to accept the call by tapping the green button but was met with a security message, "…unauthorized user has been detected…"
"Kaiba, answer this now!" Yami snapped, pulling the pillows off Kaiba's face and shoving the phone into his hand. "It's Yugi!"
Kaiba sat up slowly and pressed his index finger down on the scanner before the phone was snatched out of his hand and Yami turned around to take the call, sounding breathless with panic.
"Yugi?!" Yami cried, and Kaiba raked his gaze down Yami's bare back, enjoying the way his ass cheeks clenched. Ha. Cute.
"Kai—Yami?!" Yugi yelped, immediately letting out a sigh of relief, followed by a barrage of questions. "A-Are you okay?! What happened? Does Kaiba-kun want something from you? Anzu said she saw him texting you about something. You've been missing for the whole day! We were about to call the police!"
"I'm fine, Aibou. I'm sorry to have worried you," Yami breathed, his stomach curling with guilt when he felt something wet trickle out through the side of his hole and run down his leg. He froze on the spot, Kaiba's phone growing heavier in his hand as Yugi continued to rant.
"Don't do that again! You seriously gave us all a heart attack! We asked staffers to check security feeds in case someone had hurt you, and we saw you walking out the doors! Was that Kaiba's car you got into? That black one?"
"Yes, that was his car," Yami said slowly, feeling Kaiba rustling behind him, and a cold hand rested on his lower back, sliding down his ass and down between his legs to swipe up the liquid that was trickling down his inner thigh, and his cheeks burned.
"….Don't get that shit on the floor. Get in the shower," Kaiba hissed in his ear while Yugi was still sounding concerned in his other ear.
"…Do you need a ride back into the city? What's happening? …Wait, how are you using his phone? Did yours die? But I told you last night to make sure it was charged!"
Trying to find a simple answer that wouldn't warrant further questioning, Yami watched Kaiba shut himself in the bathroom before he managed to say, "….I think we're friends… or more than friends."
There was a long silence on the other end, and Yugi sounded tired.
"Okay, but you two have never had a proper conversation with each other, like, ever. Care to explain how that evolves to 'more than friends'? …Wait, hang on, Anzu is saying something. …What?"
There was a brief pause before Yugi's shrill voice ripped through his eardrums.
"You're having sex with him?!"
"We were just talking and lost track of time!" Yami insisted breathlessly, his ass leaking sinfully again as soon as the words left his mouth.
"Uh huh," Yugi replied dryly, sounding more and more incensed. "This talking involves turning off your phone for 3 hours? Worrying us with silence? Ignoring my messages? Our messages? Everyone called you!"
"His phone is still on, isn't it?" Yami shot back heatedly, hating how this was turning into a fight. This was exactly why he didn't want to tell Yugi about any of it.
"Yeah, check the call history. This was like the eleventh time I tried calling Kaiba-kun," Yugi replied coldly, his voice dropping in tone. "Don't mess around like this, Yami. Kaiba-kun is our friend and Mokuba is too. You need to think carefully about what you're doing. See you at home."
The line went dead in his ear, and Yami lowered the phone shakily, seeing 11 missed calls from an unknown number streaming down from Kaiba's notifications, along with a couple emails from a secretary, and a text from Mokuba, and Yami read it without meaning to.
[Moki]: ….lol congrats on giving us all a scare. I know you're the one who kidnapped yami. I recognize the car. I tried to tell them [shrug]
He clicked the phone off and left it on the nightstand, feeling like he was sitting on a dangerous time bomb. Yugi was right. Kaiba was a friend, and friends didn't…fuck each other unless they wanted to mess up a friendship or turn it into something more.
The bathroom door slid open, and Kaiba stepped out looking refreshed, wrapped in a towel and patting his cheek with another.
"Is the lecture over yet?" Kaiba asked cheekily, and he continued to stare at Yami's bare ass, hoping for a smile, but Yami turned to face him with a wide-eyed look.
"What is this?" Yami pushed past Kaiba's teasing remark and went straight for the unspoken agreement between them. "…Are we dating or is it just sex?"
Kaiba felt the towel slip and he reached down to grab it, his ears burning as he replied without making eye contact, "…you can have sex without dating."
"Then this can't continue," Yami said gravely, hating how his feet sank into the ground underneath him with dread at his own words. "A just-sex relationship isn't healthy when are close friends, Kaiba. Mokuba is involved. We can't have it be this way."
Close friends?! Kaiba clenched his fists at his sides and felt his towel slipping lower the moment he let go, but he ignored it.
"Well now they know, so they can leave us alone," Kaiba growled, hating how his plan to let the dweeb squad know had been clouded by lust and excitement. "I'm not sneaking around with you while you set timers for us to fuck on. This isn't a sex marathon."
"No? Then what is it?" Yami challenged, realizing he felt extremely comfortable holding this argument in the nude.
"It's a…regular…thing!" Kaiba hissed, hating how Yami was forcing him to admit it out loud. "You want to date? Fine. Let's get you back inside the fish tank museum and walk around there holding hands so everyone can see us."
"They close at 6," Yami said coldly, eyeing the strip of setting sun beaming into the room, casting a dark orange glow around them.
"Fine. Then we'll go next time, or I'll pay them to keep it open past visiting hours," Kaiba sniffed, stepping aside and pointing inside the bathroom when he caught a glimpse of semen dried across Yami's thighs. "Stop dripping jizz all over the floor."
Yami set his jaw and nodded, marching into the bathroom and biting the inside of his cheek when Kaiba gave his ass a resounding slap that echoed off the walls. His heart pounded happily in his chest as he strode into the beautiful shower encased with glass, and he stood under the water, daring himself to enjoy the relief and excitement that swirled low in his stomach.
They were a 'regular thing'.
How nice.
Author's note:
Awwwwwwwwwwww?! :D and this was part 2!