Disclaimer: Plain and simple. I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh.
A/N: Nothing... nothing... nothing... and then bam! The whole chapter writes itself in a day and a half. It's not the easiest way to write, but it's what worked this time. Bah. Now this is a prime example of endless babble. I'm done.
Seventh Sage: You amateur, you. Thinking 12:30 am is late. Stay up till four, then we'll talk. ^_~ I'm glad you liked the chapter, as always. I did just want to clear up that Yami did not kill that guy. He had already been killed by the Shadows, who were using his body. Yami just banished it and the Shadows back to the Shadow Realm. It changes the context of Yami's character to think he killed someone, doesn't it? Anyway, thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Sorceress MooNBlaDeR: *chuckles* You write in one, continuous thought, don't you? Glad you liked Yuugi's depiction. I was trying to give him that little... edge, that Yami usually has. An image other than 'angelic.' *shudders* Ancient Egypt is fascinating, isn't it? I've studied it for as long as I can remember. Nice to hear it adds an interesting touch to my story. Thanks!
Nightengale13: I will say... I was not quite expecting such a response... but I'm damn glad I got it! It's great to hear from you again! I just cracked up throughout your review. I'm glad to see that those extra few months of maturity have aided in your articulation. You know, when you mentioned the snake chapter, I was all confident, knowing which chapter that was. Then I went back and realized I was wrong. Perhaps a six month break is too long for me as well. Let's see... ah yes, the Jou abuse. But he's there! And he has the best reactions! Honda just looks confused, Anzu gets scared, Ryou's cute, but sadly not here... So, until any of that changes, the Jou abuse shall reign superior! *stands bravely, waiting for the onslaught until I get distracted by a cup of hot tea* Hmmm.... *gets to part of review where I feel the need to hand over a throat lozen- logen... uh, you know what I mean* Curse you, and curse you again for putting the idea of a bond book of FAH into my head. I really didn't need that dancing around in there with all my other stories. I blame all traffic accidents on you. But I do thank you for your unbelievingly kind words about my writing! I haven't written anything outside of fanfiction, but I have considered it. And now I shall consider it further. And now, my last comment.... You are not scary. Interesting, entertaining, a bit off kilter, perhaps, but never scary. You just keep being you, and I shall be happy!
LeDiz: Let me see. I'm supposed to hate a person who has reviewed, simply because they haven't reviewed sooner? By that logic, I need to hate myself, but I don't... so I can just ignore that particular rule and like you instead. I have the distinct impression that you might be on to something with the last line of chapter fifteen. Maybe. Thanks for reviewing this time around, and I hope you are inspired to do so again soon!
Wolfspeaker1: Well, what can I say? When the idea's there, it has to come out, lest I loose it. Thank you so much! And there is no harm in repeating yourself, you know!
Silver Draggon: Don't worry. I've never read the manga either. I just rely on my friends to tell me what is happening in the manga world, and then I use it in my stories. That simple. Thanks for the perilous effort of reviewing!
Promise: I Promise you, Promise, that I will Promise to write the best chapters I can. Promise. ^_^
metallicbubbles: Yep! It was enough! I appreciate you telling me your favorite part. Proves you read it. Hee. Glad to hear you liked Yuugi's outburst. I was hoping that scene would have a punch to it. Hope you like this chapter too!
RyuArashi: You are a sweetie. Not only do you read my story, but you remember what you have read, and apply it to new chapters. I thank you for that alone. And for your respectful reviews and comments, giving me something to work with as I continue to try and improve my writing. You have printed now, what, almost two hundred pages?? Now that is a dedicated fan. Thanks!!
Abi2: Sorry you found the chapter a bit confusing. The only thing with Sugoroku is that he is an elderly man, and that running up a flight of stairs would tire him easily. And he came to Yuugi's room not long after Yuugi and Jou returned from the Shadow Realm. I hope that helps! Maybe I can 'dawn' you again with this chapter. It's worth a shot!
Mel Gods: *chuckles * I agree. Jewels are definitely overrated, though I will admit that little example of yours was among the top descriptions I've read. As for my absence and then coming back with two chapters in a very short amount of time (I agree with that one), I may not have been writing, but I was thinking about the story the whole time! I loved the length of your review, whether you want to take that as a hint or not. Sorry this response isn't better, running out of juice or something. Enjoy the chapter, and I look forward to hearing from you again!
Mercedes no Inuarai: I am so relieved that you and others accepted my use of Yami's true name. I debated over it for a long time. To use 'Atemu,' a name of my own choosing, or to forget the idea all together. I'm so glad it worked out as well as it did! To be honest, I didn't like the sound of 'Atemu' at first, but the name as grown on me. A lot, actually. Look for it in upcoming stories. I'm also pleased to hear that my descriptions are painting the picture I see in my own mind. It is difficult to help others see what you see, and even if I succeed marginally, it is a success none-the-less. Thank you for the review, as always! Looking forward to our next chat.
Yaky: Your mom thinks it's childish for you to have a nickname like 'Yaky'? What would she think of a twenty-two year old whose mom calls her 'Pismo'? It doesn't exactly rank up there with the most intelligent of nicknames. But it's fun, just like yours, so I say Ha! to all who disagree. I am so glad you have started reviewing my story, it is such a pleasure to hear from you. I hope you find this chapter as enjoyable as the last!
Moonlitspire: Interesting that you found Yami using circles – the largest volume including shape – chibi. Certainly wasn't my intent. But, if it helped you to enjoy the chapter! Thanks for your continued, continued support!
The-Black-Tiger: Wow. Nice! Thank you! Appreciate the thoughts and review!
Sansi: I'm glad you like everything. I would have to say I disagree with the idea that Yami and Yuugi changing is strange, and not just because I wrote it. Psychologically speaking, two people cannot endure what they have without some lasting repercussions. I think it is natural for them to change, and an aspect that many authors neglect all together. I hope that helps explain why I have had them change. Thank you for reviewing, and I hope you like this chapter!
jkateel: Nice to hear from you! And I'm happy to hear you are a fan of my other stories as well. It's quite the confidence booster. It's also refreshing to see someone else who enjoys a different portrayal of Yuugi other than a child. I'm glad you get feeling from my writing. That is my goal. Thank you for taking the time to talk with me!
Yami Buzz: Thanks!
introspective-mortal: Oh, I think Yami would have done more than smirk had he heard Yuugi's little remark. Strutting would have been involved, certainly. And no eyes! I can't stand the eyes! Just... just go read, with my thanks for the kind words and support!
Hime no Ichigo: Whoa there! Take a breath. In. Out. In. Out. It's okay, I can forgive you this one time for missing a review. You are still special. Yes, homework is evil. I'll be rediscovering this once school starts on Wednesday. 'Atemu' is pretty cool, isn't it? It can at least provide some distraction from school. Thanks for finding the time to review!
Fuzzy Coconut: *blows raspberries* Clever little thing, aren't you? ^_^ I understand the name preference. I like both. It's fun to play with. Good to hear from you, as always!
DragonsDesire: You read the whole thing in two days?? Wow, I'm impressed! That's a lot of reading! I know this probably isn't a soon enough update for you. It wasn't for me either, but I hope you enjoy it. And take comfort in the fact that you have less to read this time...
Snake-Boi: Well, when you get here, I just wanted to thank you for taking the time to review as you read! I'm glad you are enjoying the story!
angel216: Thank you very much for the email. I'm honored you think so highly of my story. It's simple words like yours that make it all worthwhile.
Banjodog: *blinks * I'm to you now? That means I'm almost done! Oh thank goodness! Now, what to say, what to say, what to say that I haven't already told you today... My mind is drawing a total blank. You write that wonderfully long review, and I'm struggling to write a few sentences. I still haven't gotten that snack, you know. Maybe that is the problem. I will tell you, again, that your reviews always find a depth in my chapters that I missed in one of my numerous edits, and this in turn gives me ideas that actually connect the story and make it better. *GLOMPS!!* Thank you so much for being my bestest best buddy! And since you have already read this chapter, I say go and get yourself a nice, big glass of chocolate milk, and then sit down to some relaxing reading. With your pen and notebook in hand, of course. Wouldn't want those poor items to go to waste.
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Fly Away Home
By Ocean
Chapter Sixteen: Wrapped Around Our Fingers
"It ain't right."
"I know."
"It just--!... It ain't right."
"I know, Jou."
Jou sighed as he turned in his chair, for once ignoring the view of the refrigerator as he peered around the kitchen's corner. He didn't like what he saw. He hadn't liked what he'd seen for the past three days. Things between Yami – no, Atemu, and Yuugi had changed. For the better or worse, that remained to be seen.
Jou didn't fully understand what had happened after he fell unconscious in the Shadow Realm. The last thing he remembered was coming to on Yuugi's bed in time to watch his friend climb out his bedroom window. Sugoroku had made a mediocre attempt at best to fill in the blanks, but Jou knew there was a lot he wasn't being told.
And now all he knew was that his best friend and his lover, the one man who had ever made Yuugi smile as brilliantly and often as he had, had barely even looked at each other since that day. No soft touches, no longing glances, no kissing of any kind. In fact, the two acted as though they were total strangers, in the same room, each confined in their own secluded little worlds.
The two had never seemed so distant. From all signs of appearance, they were uncomfortable even being in the same room with each other. And yet they would go out of their way to be in the same room. Right now, Atemu was sitting in the window, playing with a yo-yo Yuugi had shown him moments before all their weirdness began. Yuugi was on the opposite side of the room, doing what he had been doing for days. Rushed, anxious painting. He had already filled four easels, and it had only been three days.
It was just all so confusing and wrong!
Sighing, Sugoroku tapped Jou's shoulder, gaining the blonde's attention before dishing lunch onto his plate. After nodding to the sheepish smile of thanks, he put the remainder of lunch onto his own plate before taking a seat at the kitchen table. He watched Jou carefully as he seethed in his seat, stabbing agitatedly at his food. He jumped as Jou suddenly stood from the table.
"I've hada 'nough of this! I'm goin' in there an' makin' 'em talk ta each other!" Jou gesticulated wildly as he spoke, not knowing what else to do with his emotions.
"Jou-"
"Or kiss! Yeah! Tha'll work!" Jou exclaimed.
"Sit down, Jou."
Jou hesitated at the sternness of the voice, the absolute command it held leaving no choice other than to return to his seat. He raised a questioning and slightly fearful eyebrow at Sugoroku.
Lowering his fork, Sugoroku raised a hand to the bridge of his nose, pinching it lightly. "Let them be, Jou." He gave a warning glance before continuing. "The last thing they need is interference from someone who doesn't understand."
Jou bristled at the reprimanding tone, his own voice betraying the hurt he felt. "Whatta you sore a' me for? I jus' wanna help'em be happy again. They deserve tha' much, don' they? At least, Yuugi does." He crossed his arms to emphasize his point.
Again Sugoroku sighed. How was he supposed to explain to someone as young as Jou? Someone who had yet to experience a critical and dramatic change in their relationship? Someone who, despite his best intentions, understood close to nothing about the Shadows and their magics.
Frustration shrouded his moves as Sugoroku stood and faced the kitchen window, his back facing Jou. He hadn't told him about Yuugi's oddly aggressive and careless behavior, or about his breakdown shortly after. He also hadn't told him of Atemu's reversal into what was, presumably, his true personality. The truth of it was, he simply didn't have the energy to explain.
He didn't want to admit it, but Sugoroku had not been surprised by Atemu's actions. In fact, he had been anticipating the change ever sine the Shadows had come forth into the real world. Ever since Atemu had begun to use his magic again.
Power such as the dark magics Atemu utilized and the Shadows themselves could only taint everything they touched. It was evident throughout history that such power could only be controlled for a short while before it demanded retribution for its services. So it was in ancient times. So it was now.
"Jou?" Sugoroku asked, keeping his eyes focused out the window at the empty street and gray, angry sky.
"What?" Jou replied around a mouthful of food, having decided to attack his lunch rather than lash out at Sugoroku.
"Do you fear change?"
Jou chewed thoughtfully for a few moments, swallowed, and then answered in a surprisingly straightforward manner. "Change? No, grampa. I think change is a good thing."
"Always?" Sugoroku asked skeptically.
Jou paused, confused by the question. "I'm no' foll'wing you, grampa."
It was at this moment Atemu walked into the small kitchen. Sugoroku watched him from the corner of his eyes as he strolled somewhat unsteadily for him towards the refrigerator. There was a slightly wild look to his appearance, telling quite bluntly that Atemu hadn't slept in days. His eyes were bloodshot, his hair a raging mess, and his muscles twitched in tired nervousness.
Atemu came to a rather abrupt halt in front of the refrigerator. He remained still for a long moment before raising his arm slowly, hesitating before he let his fingers curl around the door handle. Jou was about to extend his greeting but stopped as Sugoroku pointedly shook his head in his direction. So instead of speaking, he sat back and followed Sugoroku's example of observing Atemu's actions.
The refrigerator door opened slowly, a burst of cold air frosting into a white, opaque cloud of moisture around Atemu's face. Atemu breathed in the icy air eagerly, the crisp blast jolting his mind back into clarity for a fleeting moment. His eyes clearing a bit, the golden flecks shimmering more prominently than before, Atemu reached into the freezer and retrieved his comfort food.
But instead of relying on his hands to free the popsicle from its wrapper, Atemu raised his free hand beside his treat. In an instant, a shot of blue electricity extended from his palm and incinerated the popsicle's wrapping. A small smile twitched at the corner of his lips, but was quickly replaced by a harsh sadness that pulled at his handsome face.
Jou was torn between being impressed by Atemu's skilled usage of his magics, or being a little disconcerted by Atemu's choice to use magic for such a simple task in the first place. His concern grew as Atemu appeared to study the popsicle in his hand, though his distant eyes revealed that his mind was lost far away from the confines of the kitchen.
After an awkward moment, Atemu turned his eyes and looked at Sugoroku before bowing his head and leaving the kitchen.
"Wha' waz tha' all about?" Jou asked after noticing the look on Sugoroku's face.
Sugoroku took a deep breath and released it slowly as he ran a hand through his hair. That one look from Atemu had told him everything. Damn it all. He wished Yuugi had never found his mysterious stranger. As unhappy as he would have been never knowing Atemu, it would have been nothing compared to the anguish he was about to suffer. Atemu had just told him as much.
"Change," Sugoroku said bitterly. "What else would it be about?"
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A frown creased once cheerful features as the paintbrush was drawn harshly over the canvas, the bold yellow paint smearing beyond its measure. The brush lingered in the air a moment before swinging down and coloring the already saturated canvas again. The brush made another pass before being tossed onto the floor, splattering against the drop cloth Yuugi had lain on the carpet that morning. It was a fortunate thing, too, since the painting itself soon followed the path of the brush that created it.
Yuugi's hands ran through his hair, clenching his strands for a long moment before tossing them forward. Even painting, his one reliable outlet for relief, couldn't dispel his frustrations. He had painted for hours on end, and he was still as confused and agitated as when he began.
He turned his eyes to the painting on the floor, the black flecks in their depths diminishing as he took in his latest creation. Yuugi's stomach churned unpleasantly at the angry image. Bright yellows and oranges and reds fought and clashed and tore at each other. They were nothing more than a shapeless mass with no rhyme or reason, but that did not detract from the intensity of their emotions... of Yuugi's emotions.
Stealing a glance at Atemu on the other side of the room, Yuugi stood from his stool and made his way to sit on the couch. He idly began flipping through a magazine from the coffee table, his paints long forgotten as he sank back into the swirl of his mind.
Just what was it that was bothering him so? Granted, he had recently been through some rather unusual and dangerous situations, but he had survived. And so had everyone he cared about. Jou had completely recovered from his ordeal, requiring nothing more than bed rest and several large meals to return his strength and charisma. His grandfather, thankfully, had remained relatively untouched by the Shadows, his ill effects coming directly from their impact on Yuugi.
The ghost of a smile floated across Yuugi's lips when he realized that his thoughts were leading him back to Atemu. Funny how they had a tendency to do that. The light-hearted thoughts quickly died as images of Atemu and the magics and Shadows resurfaced, and before long his heart was heavy again.
The changes he had noted in himself and his lover had scared him tremendously. Atemu had turned cold and malicious, his eyes ablaze with anger and loathing. Yuugi hadn't known what to make of him, hadn't known how to react to such an overwhelming power. Fear had gripped him as he watched Atemu's cool and gentle nature melt away against the burning force of his soul.
And yet, Yuugi couldn't understand why he had felt fear in that moment. Atemu's actions had not been unprovoked. In fact, Atemu had only acted in that manner when both his and Yuugi's lives had been in danger. Shouldn't that be sufficient enough to explain that moment? That his actions were born out of necessity?
Yuugi braced his arms on his legs and rested his head in his hands. As much as he wanted to convince himself that everything was fine, he could not deny the utter joy Atemu had experienced when using his magic again. He had seen it in his eyes – those desert eyes that shimmered with the radiance of all that made Atemu the beautiful creature that he was. And his smile... It had been pure jubilation, laced with a cruelty that had only served to enhance his sexual allure.
Yuugi frowned lightly at the image for more than one reason. He had not seen Atemu smile since that day, and he found himself longing for the smile that had once frightened him. Atemu had given him so much, had changed his life in so many ways...
Change.
Perhaps that was the thing bothering him. An inheritance from his grandfather that he hadn't noticed before now. A fear of change... or perhaps, fear of a certain change?
He cursed silently that his absent parents still maintained such an influence over him.
Spurred by this latest derisive thought, Yuugi clenched his fists and fervently declared to himself that he liked who he was, that he liked who Atemu was, and was no longer going to live his life to anyone's expectations other than his own.
Yuugi went rigid, his eyes wide and staring as the reality of his conviction slammed into him. Had he...? Had he finally freed himself from his parents? A new wave of uncertainty pooled around him, the possibility of choice laying vast and open and... and empty before him. He had no idea what to do next. He hadn't considered that liberation could be just as restricting as captivity.
A warmth enveloped his legs as Atemu laid his hands gently upon them, kneeling before Yuugi and resting their foreheads together. Yuugi blinked out of his momentary paralysis, surprise giving way to gratitude as Atemu took the first step towards their reconciliation. Gods, it had been so long since he had felt his touch, tasted his breath on his lips and tongue. Yuugi felt tears stinging behind his eyes as Atemu rubbed his fingers soothingly against his thighs.
Atemu himself was having difficulty with his emotions, the latent energy of his magics gorging his feelings until they became uneven and chaotic. His brows furrowed as Yuugi shifted against him, leaning closer and speaking in a pained whisper. A frown pulled at Atemu's mouth as his frustration at not being able to understand his love gnawed at him from within.
Horus' Eye glowed faintly on his forehead as Atemu did not hesitate to use his magic to solve his irritation. It had not taken him long to make amends with who he was, the utterance of his name bringing with it memories and comfort of someone he had once thought lost. 'Atemu' was something for him to hold on to, a familiarity in this strange, new world that even Yuugi couldn't provide.
And this was a feeling that saddened him, for it was apparent that Yuugi did not hold the same affection for Atemu that he did for Yami. He was trying to be Yami and Atemu, but it seemed that his efforts were not working.
Yuugi felt a slight warmth envelope his face, causing him to open his eyes and meet Atemu's watchful gaze. It took a moment for him to realize that Atemu was using his magic again, having been distracted by the face that he had so come to admire.
There was an apologetic look in Atemu's eyes as he saw Yuugi flinch when he noticed his magic. "I needed – wanted to speak with you again," he said softly.
A tug at the corners of Yuugi's lips telegraphed his happiness and ease. Finally, he and Atemu were going to be able to talk, just as he had always wanted. Away from the accursed Shadows, in the safety of his own home.
"Oh, Atemu," Yuugi sighed. "I'm so confused I don't know which way is up anymore."
Atemu shifted, reaching his arms forward, his hands brushing against Yuugi's hips until they settled around his waist, hugging him close. "I believe that at one point it was above us." His voice held no humor, only the melancholy tone of the moment.
Yuugi snorted lightly, bringing his arms around to rest upon the pair on his legs so his fingers could pick at Atemu's long sleeved shirt. They sat quietly for awhile, taking comfort in the fact that they could talk if they chose to do so. Yuugi nuzzled his face against Atemu's, receiving a comforting squeeze around his waist in return.
"Is it alright to feel this way?" Yuugi asked, his eyes dutifully watching his fingers play along Atemu's arm.
"What way would that be?" Atemu inquired, his own eyes adverted and his tone as soft as Yuugi's had been. Both were afraid of breaking the quiet solemnity that surrounded them.
Yuugi shrugged, uncomfortable with his words. "I feel... I feel stronger." He pursed his lips for a moment as Atemu patiently waited for him to continue. "I feel stronger, but I also feel more angry than I'm used to feeling."
"Do the two not often coincide?" Atemu continued at the skeptic look Yuugi gave him. "Was it not your anger at the Shadows that gave you the strength to free me from them? Was it not my anger that allowed me to save you from their grasp?" This last line was uttered desperately as Atemu leaned forward over Yuugi's lap so he could bury his face in his stomach. He clung to Yuugi forcefully, showing to all that would see that he would never release Yuugi.
Yuugi's voice caught in his throat, his love for this man clinging to him suffocating his heart as he bent over so he could hold Atemu as fiercely as he was being held. The stinging in his eyes intensified as he squeezed them shut, focusing all his attentions on Atemu, sensing him in every way possible.
"Atemu, I – " he began, but was cut off by his lover's deep, emotion laden voice. He found the sensation of lips moving against his stomach to be very soothing.
"There are those who would consider anger to be nothing more than a primal and negative emotion never to be experienced. Perhaps they would even consider it a plague that trespasses on the mortal realm. The Gods know there is sufficient reason to believe this. But they are wrong. So wrong..." Atemu paused as he took a shuddering breath, bringing himself more under control and nuzzling even closer into Yuugi.
"Anger is the one emotion that gives me the strength to do the impossible. It allows me to protect you. I would not risk your safety, and if that means I must rely on anger, then so be it. You are too important to me to ever do anything less." Atemu finally fell silent, but then spoke up again, as though this was his most important point of all.
"I forbid you to ever question yourself again, or to think so poorly of yourself that you would consider your emotions to be wrong. You are who you are, and you feel what you feel. It is one of the reasons I love you so dearly."
This time a tear did slip from Yuugi's eye, its trail down his cheek interrupted by the wide, beaming smile that highlighted his face. Atemu's words and the conviction behind them had thoroughly eradicated every fearful and doubtful and self-loathing thought Yuugi had ever had. It amazed him how easily Atemu had done so. How just the right words from just the right person could give you a sense of well being you never dreamed possible.
"A simple 'yes' would have sufficed," Yuugi half whispered, half chuckled into Atemu's back, his body literally trembling with the love and joy and happiness that was swelling within him.
His amusement diminished as he felt Atemu's body tense in nervousness. He pulled himself back far enough to give Atemu room to straighten himself. Atemu remained close to him for a moment before pulling back just enough so he could look Yuugi in the eye.
"Do you still accept me?"
Yuugi's eyes softened as he watched the uncertainty unfurl in Atemu's eyes. He hadn't realized he had projected his feelings so effectively. Enough so that Atemu had become confused about his feelings for him. Yuugi thought hard, making sure there was no doubt in him, wanting his feelings to be as pure as honey.
Yuugi closed his eyes slowly as he turned his thoughts inward. He suppressed the smile that wanted to form as Atemu's image came sharply into view. The smile fought harder to show itself as Atemu's magic came into view as well, ruffling his hair and his clothes in very seductive waves.
He snapped his eyes open and suddenly leaned forward, surprising Atemu with the force of his kiss. Atemu fell backwards at the suddenness of the action, but was able to maintain his balance. Or rather, to have his balance maintained for him as Yuugi's hands gripped his arms possessively. A touch of playfulness danced its way into Yuugi's movements as he continued to toy with Atemu.
Atemu was unable to suppress the small moan of surprise, having not expected so forward an answer from his unexpectedly very enthusiastic Yuugi. Yuugi was currently busying himself with pleasuring Atemu's lips; his fingers pulsing against the firm muscles they encircled.
Yuugi smiled into the kiss, enjoying the fact that the strong, powerful, sexy Pharaoh Atemu was melting quite nicely into his kisses and touches. Sliding his lips against Atemu's for the countless time, he brought his tongue forward and, in one smooth and tantalizing motion, moistened both his and Atemu's lips. The act caused Atemu to lean jelly-like into Yuugi's embrace, submitting mindlessly to Yuugi's most pleasurable answer.
With lips now thoroughly wet and easy to glide over, Yuugi went about the task of tasting fully each of Atemu's lips. He nipped and nibbled and sucked and tickled, saving his tongue to use as a finishing flourish between each spontaneous action. Atemu found himself unable to do more than mildly respond to the sensuous kisses, Yuugi's assertiveness and comfortably aggressive hold on his arms and mind keeping him firmly in place.
Having satisfied his craving to taste Atemu's lips, Yuugi used his own to part those luscious lips and hold their mouths open. The teasing act excited Atemu as Yuugi breathed long, slow, hot breathes over his tongue, all the while keeping their lips sliding together softly.
To add to the sensations, Yuugi loosened his grip on Atemu's arms, sliding his fingers purposefully along the lean limbs and rounded shoulders. His fingers grazed over Atemu's neck, up to his jaw-line, back down to his shoulders, the heat of their skin exciting their senses further.
Yuugi brought his fingers up again, this time not stopping until his hands cupped Atemu's chiseled face, his fingers caressing soft hair and smooth skin. Once Atemu's head was angled just so to Yuugi's liking, he lowered both his body and his tongue, timing them so that Atemu felt the full impact of his body all at once. Atemu inhaled sharply at the warm weight that surrounded him as Yuugi straddled his waist and pressed tightly against him.
Though his body enjoyed the feel of Yuugi's, his mind was focused entirely on the delicious tongue that was delightfully rubbing slowly against his own. Warm and inviting, that tongue performed wonders inside his mouth, and Atemu had to fight to keep the scowl off his face as Yuugi finished the kiss, adding a touch of suction to pull Atemu along with him for as long as possible.
Yuugi grinned through his panting, rubbing his thumbs across Atemu's cheeks as he waited for a coherent response from his lover.
"... iri nn eb..." Atemu murmured, his eyes still closed as he expertly found Yuugi's lips and seduced them into another long, slow, lingering, and comparatively simple kiss.
Yuugi's kiss had so befuddled Atemu that his magics had dissipated as he focused completely on the sumptuous body sprawled in his lap.
Yuugi clucked his tongue as the second kiss ended, tapping the tip of Atemu's nose with his finger in slight reprimand for ending their ability to talk for nothing more than lack of attention. Atemu predictably crinkled his nose at the action as he leaned forward, hugging Yuugi as tightly as possible while he rested his head comfortably on his shoulder. He sighed in contentment.
Yuugi welcomed the whole-hearted embrace, resting his own cheek on Atemu's shoulder, letting his breath tickle the sensitive skin of Atemu's neck. He closed his eyes wistfully as he guided his fingers beneath Atemu's shirt, letting them feel and caress to their hearts content.
This was how Yuugi wanted to be, lost in the comfort and embrace of his mysterious desert beauty. Wrapped in love and confidence.
But there was something in his gut that told him that he had better hold Atemu a little bit tighter... He wasn't sure why.
So he did.
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to be continued...
Translation:
Iri nn eb – Do not stop