A/N: i cannot be stopped+
Yugi
My senses are on fire.
Everywhere I want him he is happy to meet me. Every subtle hint or que I give he is already responding. Every nerve in my body is being teased or soothed. His shadow like form glides over my skin and with its touch brings the most surreal sense of pleasure I've ever felt.
My hair is being pulled and my scalp massaged. My arms are being restrained by the softest touches while … fucking… things are entering me in perfect rythym and perfect depth and perfect everything. I feel what I think might be fingers touching and stroking and grasping my throat while others are invading my mouth. I could be blowing him, I could be sucking on his fingers - I don't know and I really don't care.
My legs are being tightly restrained just the way I want them to be while other things are swallowing my cock and stroking it, milking it for what I'm worth. My body is being massaged, my nipples tickled and pinched and my back scratched. Thick limbs which might be legs are curled around my waist and squeezing me as if he's below me but I am quite definitely being fucked from behind.
Oh but what if he was below me. If I was fucking him. God my cock feels like I could be.
I tense my arms and thrust my hips forward, closing my eyes to the image of him beneath me. Fuck how he would stare up at me with those beautiful red eyes of his and that gorgeous puppy expression. He's so smooth and confident but the sweetest, most sensitive creature to walk this earth. And he's all mine. Mine to fuck and please.
You are incredible.
Oh don't praise me. No. I don't want to be a puddle, I want to make him mine.
I am yours any way you want me.
Fuck yes!
I open my eyes as I feel his entire being shift. He stops thrusting into me and I watch his amalgam-like form take the vague shape of his body. His legs are wrapped around my waist, his arms are between us while his hands rest on my chest. He looks up at me with wide, wanting eyes and I can feel myself buried deep within him.
To anyone else this might look strange, me fucking a shadow - but god does it feels so fucking good.
My master.
He says so slyly. So cheekily. He is begging for a pounding and I'm going to give it to him. He wants to feed, he wants me to feel incredible - and I'm going to let him.
I am the only thing he can feed on. I want to drink every last drop of the pleasure he brings me.
I start slow, getting a feel for thrusting properly. There's more resistance than I thought there'd be but that works out nicely. I feel a lot more comfortable knowing I'm not fucking my bed.
I pick up my pace once I'm sure of myself and I don't know if he's moaning or doing it for my benefit but I hear his voice panting in my mind. Every one of my thrusts is met with such a delicious sound that drives my desire for more.
I wish I could feel more of him though. I want to feel his kisses. I want to squeeze his flesh and mark his skin. I want him to bite and scratch me -
"Ah!" I hiss as something sharp runs along my back.
I am anything you desire, my light. He breathes.
"Did you scratch me?" I ask him. His eyes turn upwards a little, as if shyly and guilty admitting he did. I smile and thrust harder into him, simply enjoying how amazing my cock feels inside him. "Do it again."
I feel surprise wash through me but a moment later another sharp sting drags down my shoulders. I hiss and moan and delve deeper into him. "Yes!"
I love you.
"I love you too." The words spill from my mouth with ease.
My muscles are burning, my lungs are working so hard and my body feels like it's on fire but fuck does it feel so good! I could laugh or cry with how amazing I feel right now.
I feel some resistance as his legs tighten around my waist. He pushes up against me and keeps pushing me until I've no choice but to lay down.
He's riding me now. Both his hands push against my chest and he towers over me, his legs on either side of mine. His eyes look pleased and proud and then … oh my god… I feel him moving. Every slide and grind, every bounce, every stroke of my cock and simultaneous fondling of my balls as he rides me makes my breath catch in my chest.
Yes, Yugi. Your desire is delicious!
I hear him sing above me. I watch him ride me smoothly. His hips, or whatever it is working my shaft is barely moving but fuck me it is. I feel like he's fucking me so desperately.
I want more though. I want him inside me too.
So I open my legs a little and I feel hands spreading my thighs. He never pauses his grinding and with my legs held open I soon feel something I'd rather not think about entering me.
It's thin at first, easing me into the new sensations but it doesn't take long for there to be more. More of everything. He fucks me in every way possible at once and I just love it!
I moan with his thrusts into me and every hard bounce upon my cock. His hands and arms holding me in place as I 'struggle' and 'fight' against him is just perfect.
His pushes into me become faster and more intense and each time I gasp and moan my body succumbs more and more to how sensitive it can be. Every fiber of my skin, every muscle, every part of me is being treated to such amazing sensations.
My mind is leaking from my ears. I can barely keep a thought together.
Everything is blending into one. My thoughts, my vision, our bodies. He's so deep inside me and he's still stroking and swallowing my cock as he goes.
I have long craved your flavour, your desire, your pleasure Yugi!
He moans into my mind, breathless and the sound of it brings me so close.
"Atem!" I gasp loudly. I want more!
He obliges, pounding into me faster, setting me aflame. I'm so close!
"Fuck! Me! Atem!"
Yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yes yessssssssssss.
Oh my god! I'm seeing stars! I can't breathe! Only moan. Only moan and gasp as my body tightens. I feel myself so high above the earth as he milks every last drop I have to offer.
What's more though is another sensation. I feel him grasping me tightly, I hear his moans flooding my brain. Cracking my eyes open I see him above me, stretched out as if his head has thrown back to the heavens. His black smokey body is somewhat rigid but the tendrils connecting us appears to be drinking. They pulse and suck and while I don't feel a thing, it looks exactly as if he is feeding. Properly feeding. In this form, he must actually.
It's incredible to watch and a little frightening, but the pleasure rolling through me dulls that sense. He can devour me as much as he likes, so long as he never leaves.
Petal light kisses grace my shoulders and soft fingers knead the flesh on my hip. The touches are warm, like fire and I eagerly lean into them. My back is met with a heat so intense it has me purring.
"Good morning, my light."
I hum happily, turning to the most beautiful sound ever to grace my ears. Soft wet lips touch mine and a silky smooth tongue licks, asking for entry. I'm so happy to let him, loving the way his tongue feels against mine.
His hand gently grabs at my jaw and I shift to face him better. I find his chest and I press against his muscles, mapping out this gloriously hot body flush against mine.
I hear him moan, feel his breath. His knee slyly pushes between my legs, opening them for him to slide between them.
He pushes deeper against me, rolling me onto my back so he can prop himself over me. My legs wrap around his waist and I moan when his hips grind against mine. His hands slide down my body to grasp my thighs and grope my ass. He pushes me against him and I feel his hard desire easily entering me. I gasp at first but then my body relaxes and welcomes him.
His lips move to the corners of mine and gently nudge me to the side so he can suck on my neck. He moves slowly, filling me deeply until I can't breathe. When he pulls out I take a single breath before he slams into me.
I gasp and throw my head back and he grunts and curses under his breath. Then he pulls my face down to meet him and captures my lips with his. His pace quickens and I feel my temperature rising.
He moans and hisses when my nails dig into his flesh and he pounds harder, drilling into me faster. His nails bury into my hips and pulls me to meet his thrusts.
I'm screaming and howling my delight until I can't contain myself anymore.
He shakes and holds me close, groaning and moaning into my neck. His teeth lightly graze my skin but he kisses me gently.
And I hear him. In my mind. Thank you, you are delicious, I love you, I need you, I adore you. Sweet words of gratitude and affirmation for the feast he has been given.
After a short while of us just catching our breaths I finally open my eyes.
Atem. My beloved boyfriend is flopped heavily over me. His smooth tanned and toned body is as gorgeous as I remember, his hair is so soft and glossy. It takes a good minute of staring but I slowly realise he's actually here. Physically here. He's not a shadow anymore. He's really here!
"Atem?" I whisper and slowly he lifts himself up. He looks tired. His eyes are a beautiful dark red but the shine in them, his face, his lips - he's so stunning! "Atem!"
I cling to him, wrapping my arms around his neck and laughing into his chest. He chuckles tiredly, holding me as I roll him over. He's so tired but I'm so happy he's here!
I kiss him. Everywhere my lips can touch I claim for my own. My fingers map every hill, every dip in his muscles and I forgot how much I missed his hot, silk skin.
"I missed you so much! Never leave me again. Never. Please always stay with me." I whisper against his skin desperately.
His fingers lift my chin to meet him and he tiredly kisses me. I feel like he's trying to settle me down…and honestly it works but like I don't care. He's here!
When he lets me go, he sighs happily and his hand falls onto his chest with a heavy thump. He rests with a satisfied smile etched onto his beautiful face. Lightly I trace his features, mesmerised at how gorgeous he is.
I remember last night. How we spent the hours in so many positions. We did so much last night. I'm tired too but like… no where near as much as he is. Which is funny cause we spent hours fucking. Like… wow!
I am sorry… It has taken more energy than I realised to appear to you like this. His voice sleepily murmurs in my mind and I smile at him. He's pushing himself just to look like this. I appreciate him so much.
"Thank you for appearing this way for me. But rest now. I love you."
He nods slowly and smiles at me. "Do you mind if I disappear for a little while?"
"So long as you're here, then I don't mind. Just tell me where so I know you're safe."
With one more smile he suddenly combusts into a whiff of black clouds and slides off the bed. Curiously I follow him down my hall as he searches every nook and cranny available.
He searches my bathroom, slips in behind every surface and piece of furniture in my living room and kitchen until finally circling in the back of my games cabinet where it is dark and cosy. I see his bright red eyes blink at me slowly before they close completely and he blends in with the darkness.
I am going to forget he's there. "Are you sure there is a good place? Should I keep the TV off today?"
His eyes open and he slowly blinks. Then he slithers out and like water he travels along the ground and up my flower cart to nestle in between the pots. I suppose that's a better place to sleep. He's so cute.
"You are adorable." I say gently. He doesn't move at all, just blends in with the shadows nicely.
I check the time and see I have to go to work fairly soon. I have enough time to shower and eat but not enough to sit here and admire him.
"Hey. I have to go to work today. But I'm expecting Tea will be here too. She'll let herself in. You gonna be okay here?"
Don't go.
I inwardly groan, pursing my lips together. "I have to, I'm sorry."
Not safe.
"What do you mean?" I ask gently.
Can't protect you from here…
God he's sweet. "I'll be okay. I've gone to work the last couple days on my own just fine. Besides… you need to rest. I wouldn't have you protecting me anyway even if I did stay here."
A pot is pushed off the edge all of a sudden and I'm glad it was empty and dry or that'd be really annoying. He doesn't seem to care though. I feel his own irritation bubbling just under the surface.
"Don't get upset with me. I'd rely on in you in a second but I need you rested and recovered." I say and I think I hear him literally huff in my mind.
What time do you finish?
"2:30. I'll be home after that."
He is silent and clearly unhappy but there's little choice. I need to pay the bills somehow and he needs to rest. "Okay?" Come on Atem, please okay with this.
A small black tentacle eases its way from his little corner and gently wraps around my wrist, hooking over itself as to claim me. I could easily move out of his hold but it's so sweet how attached he is. It makes me really want to call in sick just so I can stay with him today.
Do that.
I laugh. "I keep forgetting you can hear me sometimes."
Silence follows. He's clearly waiting for a decision. "I have to earn my keep. Or I won't be able to keep living here."
Fine. But come home as soon as you can.
"I will. I promise."
His light grasp on my wrist tightens and then he pulls it back to himself. I assume I'm free to get ready now.
I'd have liked to see Shadi this afternoon, but a promise is a promise. Perhaps with some rest Atem will answer some questions for me.
Atem
My slumber was quite restful. I was comfortable. It was dark. It was quiet. I was alone and safe and for the moment satisfied.
Until I heard noise by the front door and soon after a certain angel appeared in my view. She stopped by the dining table to read a note left for her and looked towards my little nook. She came over and hummed before comfortably settling herself on Yugi's couch.
I know why she's here. She's ensuring Yugi has no nasty surprises awaiting him when he returns. She's looking after him, protecting him. Personally she would be of better use guarding him at work than holding down the fort.
I'm not too annoyed though. She has Yugi's best interest at heart and she seems content to let me rest and not say anything.
That is until the TV came on. It woke me from my near slumbering state and I glare at her. She doesn't notice, or seem to care. I try to ignore the horrid sounds of strangers talking and crowds laughing at dumb moments but it's so loud. I'm trying to sleep.
After a while I've had enough and silently let a tendril out to snatch the remote. I turn the volume down to a reasonable level and slip back. This is acceptable. Not ideal. But acceptable.
Then the volume returns…
So I snatch it up and turn it down again, making a point of putting the remote back down. She watches me and waits for me to retract before she grabs it once more.
This is frustrating. Why does she need it so loud?
The next time I grab it, I mute the damn thing before I pull open the balcony door and toss the remote. Then proudly retreat back into my hole.
The silence is bliss and for a while, I feel I've won.
Until the sound returns. I climb out to glare at her and the TV sharply. She holds the remote in her hand, dangling it freely with a playful little smirk on that dastard face. I bet she think it's funny - that she's getting under my skin.
Jokes on her, like this I have no skin.
She can do whatever she wants. I'm going to go sleep elsewhere. Somewhere more comfortable.
I glide quickly down the hall, slamming Yugi's bedroom door and shimmying into the covers. It is nice here. It smells like Yugi. It feels like him. This is so much better anyway.
By midday I was rested enough to form a body again. I feel a strain maintaining it, like sore muscles after an intense workout, but it does feel nice to be protected again.
I roll in Yugi's bed, letting his blankets and pillows and the scent upon them fill my nose and lungs. The scent of lilacs underneath his sweat and natural scents of pleasure all mixed together is intoxicating. I purr to it, and rub the fabric against my face.
I feel hot thinking about last night. How he fucked my soul, how I fucked him, how we danced well into the early morning. How he felt, how he tasted, how he sounded. It had only been two days but it felt like an eternity.
That is more or less how it feels now too. Far too long since he touched me. Too long since I heard him moan. Too long since I drank his pleasure. I need to feel him again. Now.
I can't wait 2 hours for his return. I can't. His pillows, his sheets, his clothing strewn about - none of it will sate me until his return. I need him now.
I used the sewer system to quickly move around the city and into my apartment. After that I dressed into a deep red button down and purposefully leave the first few buttons undone. I chose black leather pants that act as a second skin. Studded belts, a black collar with a gold ring, some leather armbands and various rings complete my look. Then I brush out and style my hair, I apply some thick liner around my eyes and a touch of glitter to my cheeks. Gold eyeshadow really brings out my complexion. Lastly I douse myself in cologne, collect my wallet keys and phone that's now dead, and hurriedly leave.
I have under 2 hours to get to his store. Plenty of time. So on the way I stop by Cup a Joy and pick up a cappuccino for him. Then I stop by a flower store and buy a single red rose.
Still 1 hour and a half by the time I get to his store. Perfect.
I see him working. He's gorgeous in that lavender shirt. Its tight around his arms. It'd look better in tatters. His light grey pants cut straight do wonders for his ass. So perfectly round and toned and begging for attention. He smiles at customers not worthy of his visage. He dances around the store, gliding from shelf to shelf with expert precision. He knows exactly what he's after and he's a master for his customers.
But he should be my master. Only mine.
I waltz in smoothly, gently touching the arm of his next customer while his back is turned. The heat they feel is intense and almost distracting, but whatever lust they feel upon crossing my path is but an appetizer to the pleasure that is Yugi.
Thanks to my charms I'm next in line and the customer that would have been before me is hastily putting away their items.
Yugi turns to me with a smile and the moment he sees me is glorious. Those beautiful lavender eyes are wide with surprise and his kissable pink lips part for me.
"A-Atem…" He squeaks my name and I sigh happily. I feel almost content, but I desire more from him. Frankly he's wearing too many clothes.
"My light. I come bearing gifts." I sing smoothly, making sure to carry my words and sway my hips as I approach. I slide his beverage to him and lean forward as I present his rose. A smirk tugs at my lips as I watch him through my lashes. His stunned silence is breath taking. I do so love making him speechless.
"I … thank you…" He takes the rose gently and I make sure our fingers brush. I want him to feel that spark. The cliche works so well on his romantic heart.
He smiles and smells the flower happily before shooting me a wary glance. "You know I still have over an hour left, right?"
"Yes, but it is lunch time. Surely you can have a break?" I ask leaning on my elbows and ensuring he can see down my shirt.
"I … I can't. I don't get one today."
I tsk at that. I'm sure it can be arranged. "I can change that."
"Don't." He warns as I stalk around the counter, giving him a cheeky, challenging look. It's not like he can stop me. "Atem!"
"Serve your next customer." I say before slyly touching a co-worker of his. It takes literally no effort to convince their mind that I am meant to be here and that I need access to the staff area. I'm a humble contractor after all.
He punches in the code to get to the back and I stroll on through without issue. Yugi's boss is easy enough to find sitting in his office. He's a large man, well built and well fed. He doesn't look mean but he certainly looks privileged. I'm sure he's a nice man, but he stands between me and my mate.
He's surprised and confused and a bit angry for me having interrupted his phone call but a single breath in his direction and a purposeful wave of my hand has him eating out of my palm. I sense his desire growing and while he's as straight as a ruler, none can withstand my charm for long.
"I believe one of your staff has been working exceedingly well today." I sing as I strut around him.
Effortlessly I slide the receiver from his soft fingers and hang it up for him.
"Hey I-"
I lean on his desk and run my hands through my hair, exposing my neck for him to thirst over. "I also believe you've been working so hard. Have you taken a break today?"
"Y-yes…" He stammers.
"Very good. I'm glad to hear it. Yugi has been going through so much of late. Has he told you that?"
"No he hasn't…" He says this slowly, as if in thought and reflection. Good. Think of him. He's important.
"He keeps much to himself. He would never bother his esteemed boss with his troubles. Still he comes to work with a smile on his face. The customers adore him. Surely he is a valuable asset to your team." I sing happily. This is too easy.
"He is."
"Surely he deserves a half an hour break at least? Better still the rest of the day off, no?"
"I need to fill his spot…" His words are slow. He's trying to resist. I understand they would be understaffed but surely they could find someone.
"His shoes would be hard to fill. But a strong manager such as yourself could do his job. You are capable, knowledgeable, kind and a respectable man. Think of how morale would boost were your staff to work beside you."
"Yes… it would be good to stretch my legs and mingle."
"Yes it would. Why don't we go relieve Yugi of his duties. And…while we're at it, a small bump in his salary wouldn't be a bad idea either."
"Of course. He works so hard." He says this dreamily. His cheeks are red, he looks hot and sweaty. But he rubs his eyes and types away at the computer. I walk around him, making sure my finger runs along the back of his neck. His breath shutters and a few impossible moments later he follows me. I sway my hips as I lead him out into the store.
He takes the lead then and I follow, keeping a respectable distance. I watch as he pulls Yugi gently aside. Yugi looks surprised, then confused, then he looks at me and disbelief is clear on his face. His boss pats his shoulders and coaxes him to leave. I chew my lip for a job well done and my heart thrums painfully. I can't wait for him to bite me.
"What did you do?!" His tone is hushed as we walk towards the staff door. I merely shrug.
"I simply said you were a hard worker who deserves the day off."
"You shouldn't have done that." He hisses as he opens the door for us. He puts a hand on my chest before I can enter but this presents an opportunity.
I grab his wrist and pull him close to speak quietly. "I suppose I also shouldn't have suggested he give you a pay rise to compensate too?"
He's speechless again and pulls me in with him. Here we are out of sight of prying eyes which is very dangerous for him.
"You did what?"
"Nothing." I smirk, walking forward with him until his back is to the wall.
He gasps and I catch his chin in my fingers. His breathing is fast and his scent… I can barely stop myself from smelling him.
"Tem…"
"Yes my master, my light?" I sing, whispering in his ear. I'm so close to him. I can feel his heat through his clothes scalding me. I want to taste his flesh. I want to hear him moan. I want to feel his hands rip into my skin.
"We're… not safe here… someone could walk in…"
Hmmm…. He does not want to provide a show? I understand. Any who witness his splendor without his consent is not worthy.
I take his hand and drag him into his bosses office. He won't be using it and it conveniently has a lock on the door.
"Atem?"
"It's fine. Your boss won't be in here for a while."
I turn on him and pull him close by his waist. His body is pushed flush against mine and it makes me purr loudly. His gasp is swallowed by my lips and at first he tries to push my chest… but it takes little time for him to change his mind. He moans into my mouth, his fingers pull at my shirt.
I shove my tongue between his lips and taste every inch of him. My body is on fire and itching to be freed. I want to be out of these restraints and buried deep within him.
I push him against his bosses desk, sliding aside pens and his keyboard and anything else in my way. I sit him upon it and find my place between his legs. He moans again and I drink the sound.
I want him so badly though. I chew on his lip before I abandon it for his neck. His knees dig into my hips and his hand grabs my hair, tugging painfully but it just makes me bite harder. His moan is music to my ears.
My body is yearning for his. I need to be set free now. I want him, right now.
"T-Tem." He squeaks as I palm his cock through his pants. He's getting so hard from this and I am close to bursting my zipper.
"Atem… cameras." He pants and it brings me pause. I do not mind who watches us mate but for his comfort I release a powerful electrical disturbance. The lights flicker, something beeps and I feel the electricity in the cameras sizzling. They will not bother us anymore.
I sense his concern. There is nothing to worry about. I only short circuited the cameras. I tell him as I suck deeply on his neck.
I feel his mind clearing but soon, with more attention it begins to fog. He relaxes, he lets me kiss him, rub his flesh, grind his hips until he's a puddle in waiting.
I eagerly push down my pants and my cock springs to life. His hands are quick to find it, to stroke it and prepare it, to ease the throbbing need to be inside him.
I tease open his shirt and take his nipples between my teeth. He gasps and moans and arches his back towards me. His fingers roll over my head, spreading the precum over my shaft expertly.
My hands deftly undo his belt and I slide his cock. He gasps again and moves, rolling his hips upwards to my touch while he moves his head and upper body back.
I kneel before him, trailing kisses down his chest and stomach, biting his hips and massaging his thighs before I drag my long tongue around his dick.
Breathless he watches as I take him whole into my mouth and expertly stroke his cock from inside my hot wet cave. He moans sharply and his legs tense. I keep them open with ease and soon he's mewling for me.
I push him back a little and take my fingers into my mouth along with his cock. Coating them in a natural lubricant to tease and enter him.
His moans become higher and he offers himself to me. It doesn't take long at all before he's ready for me to take him.
I stand comfortably between him, line up my head and push against the tight ring of muscles. He squeezes me and it feels so amazing to finally be inside him right where I belong.
I push more and more until I so sheathed inside him I simply can't anymore. I hitch his legs around my hips and his arms wrap around my neck. He stares up at me, feeling caught somewhere between embarrassment and thrill, but I do not feel a line I have crossed. I feel complete and whole. I feel his love and his need for me to move.
I set a slow rhythm. I want to savour this. I want to taste every drop of his pleasure fuse with my soul. I want to fill every inch of him and I want him to feel how hot he makes me.
Slow and deep. Every thrust is slow and deep and it makes his breath hitch every time. Quickening my pace makes him moan. Rotating my hips makes him gasp. Doing both has him biting my shoulder to silence his cries.
His cries of pleasure that strike at my very core.
Faster, harder. I push him further back to delve deeper, to pound him, to fuck him senseless until we reach that delicious climax.
I release inside him and his legs are quivering and shaking. His breathing is as fast as mine and I feel such euphoria sweeping through us both.
After a while of remaining like this, the fog lifts and I feel satisfied… but ashamed.
I do not regret what I have done but I risked his job for this. I could have gotten him in serious trouble. I didn't care. All I wanted was him.
"I'm sorry." I breathe against him.
"Don't be. You're incredible." He whispers happily.
I smile and bump my nose to his affectionately with a small laugh.
"You definitely disabled the cameras right?' He asks.
"Yes. It won't take much to fry the hard drive either." I say quietly.
He nods. "I really shouldn't encourage you but I will lose my job for this."
"No you won't. I promise I'll take care of it." I assure him. It might take a little more convincing but I'm certain I can protect him.
I pull out of him now and he gasps and squirms beneath me. He's going to need to clean up so I offer my tongue to do that for him, lapping up every trace of his delicious fluids left over his stomach and softening cock. He moans and lifts his hips but I can feel how sensitive he is.
Licking my lips with pride I help him off the desk. We straighten ourselves up, helping one another and he shows me the hard drive specifically for the cameras. A tiny spark in the air later and our problems are solved.
I leaf him out of the office and give him one more lingering kiss.
"Go get your things. I'll wait for you outside." I whisper against his lips.
"No one told me you were dangerous." He whispers back and I laugh, grinning wickedly.
"You should have known what you were getting into before you fucked an incubus."
