Disclaimer: Nope not mine.


Pairings: We got some Y/YY, S/himself?!? *he hehe poor lil Seto* And hints of R/B all in this one little chapter!!! Wow I love this ^_^


Rating: Im going with a BIG R. Think American Pie R. That means mentions of sex and a lot of it. So if you took offence to that movie, or decided that it was too vulgar for your tastes, please don't read this....! This chapters pretty much just Seto with a um *cough* big problem *snickers* Um yea . . . read it.


AN: Thanks for everyone that felt for me… It really was rather unpleasant place to be. Advice: Do not EVER leave anything minimize if you haven't read it yet. Especially if you even kinnda expect a lemon. Oh, and always have some good excuses saved up just in case. And I did read threw this and I think I caught everything, but this chapter was written in broken pieces, hopefully I made it flow right… It's hard to write a chapter in twenty different sittings, pulled together by Yahoo. This was supposed to be longer but everyone wanted it out now. Oh and that's to everyone that MADE me write this chapter. Expressly a few bossy ones that were quite demanding.

So straight to the good stuff!! ^_^

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Oh Mighty Hard One

In a town called Domino, a small but busy duel monster's shop was beginning to heat up! The bottom floor was full of heatedly talking people shocked at the surprise appearance of the infamous Seto Kaiba in such a small and unknown part of town. People were buying anything resembling the blue eyes white dragon in hopes that the multibillion dollar blue-eyed beauty would give a glance in their direction.

Said blue-eyed beauty, was taking his time climbing up a flight of stares, carefully planning something to say to a certain tri-colored hair boy who had sprung his attention for the past week. Now after 'visiting' him, the boy Yugi had made him unable to keep his busy mind on anything else for more then five minutes max.

Now, that certain tri-colored haired boy that had unknowingly stirred things up so much within the multibillion dollar blue-eyed beauty was having a very good time.

Well actually, to say that Yugi Mouto was having a good time would be an understatement.

A big understatement...

"Oh God..."

Unable to stifle a gasp at the hot moisture running along his chest, Yugi delved his hands into Yami's silky mane, ignoring the moan that emitted from Yami's pink lips around his nipple. The larger boy looked up devilishly, grinning at the look of sinful pleasure on his lights face and returned to his ministrations. He kissed his way back up to Yugi's neck, swirling his tongue in the small of his throat and along his jawbone back to the slightly parted pink lips that were panting for air. Yugi's eyes, which had been clenched together tightly, fluttered open, his daintily lashes still resting against perfectly flushed cheeks and his purple eyes seemed hazy as they looked for a reason to why the wet heat had left his chest. He gasped as he found the heavy crimson eyes staring into his own.

Yami smirked as he looked at the beautiful boy, impatiently waiting for him to continue. He lowered his mouth to Yugi's own and softly bit his lips before giving him a profound French kiss, lingering his tongue at the sexually frustrated boy under him lips before parting and grinning wickedly at the flushed boy.


"Enjoying this aren't we." The hot, whispered breath over his lips gave Yugi goose bumps that sunk into his skin and the deep, sensual voice seemed to licked and curl around ever nerve ending in his body. With a growl he reached one hand up and tangling his fingers in soft velvety hair, pulled the delicious mouth back to him.

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Having finally decided on a semi-reasonable reason for approaching the boy in his head. Seto took the door knob in his hand and opened the door. He quickly took in the generously sized TV and entertainment system and the messy disarray of paperboard boxes lying around everywhere. Right next to the sofa sitting innocently in the room were two lazy boys giving the room a crowded, but very lived in feeling. Kaiba took a hesitant step in the door and paused as he heard a hushed groan. He strained his ear and heard another small whimper as took a step into the room giving his a better view of the coach.

Kaiba jumped back instantly as a crown of blond, red and black hair came into view with a hand firmly clenched within it. Averting his position Kaiba took in the sight that sat there in front of him. Lying on the coach was Yugi, the boy not three hours ago had been in the same position with him, was now making out furiously with what looked like a very unrestrained lover. The two did not even notice as the brunette unwillingly took a step forward.

Kaiba's mind blanked... having come upstairs to see Yugi like this was not exactly what he had planned. The small boy was not just aesthetically erotic, he was also a damn good kisser; he watched stunned as the boy on top mercilessly teased an identical look alike's pouting lower lip with his teeth, and he stopped breathing as their heads tilted in opposite directions and they pressed urgently together, indulging themselves in hot, open mouthed kisses, which made Seto strain his eyes to catch flashes of tongue. He saw a hand idly sneaking away from under the small boy's shirt and watched intently as it made a swirling path towards the bulge that was pressing against the Yugi's pants. He could feel himself getting hard with each passing moment and unconsciously placed his palm on his awakening arousal. Groaned to himself when the hand that had been reaching down the slender body diverted it's path and instead snaked it's way between the boy's legs, massaging the leather clothed inner thigh.

He saw a glimpse of purple as the smaller boy on the bottom's eyes widened in response to the hand and tangled his hand into the boy's hair. The luscious boy rolled his head back and in more a moan then anything else allowed a single name escape those swollen lips as the other attacked at his neck with his tongue.

"Oh Yami..."

Seemingly, the sound of his name on these delectable gave 'Yami' a whole new vigor. With a more possessive attitude, Seto watched as he ate up along the boy's neck until he reached his ear and dove his tongue right in. Yugi thrashed beneath him and arched up grinding their hips together. Both lean figures shiver, halting their actions momentarily, Yugi's supple mouth opened and a silent scream escaped him as he clenched his eyes tightly together. Yami took the opportunity and plundered his mouth with passion. Seto instinctively moved forward as the kisses became more demanding as Yami dove his tongue into the already panting boy's mouth over and over causing the boy to pull even harder with both hands at the hair that he was grasping like a lifeline.

The whole thing was making the tall brunettes body wanton. His knees felt weak as he watched the two go at it as hard as they could. The two boys' noses bumped, just a bit, but the lethal form on top maneuvered around deepening the already heated kiss. The last lash of the manufactured anger melted the second he saw Yugi move his tongue into Yami's mouth, fighting the pink tongue that had been dominating the whole of Seto watch. He watched in fascination as the taller boy he had labeled Yami, growled into the smaller one's mouth and fought back with just as much vigor. Their actions were quickly turning into sloppy open mouth kisses that were beginning to threaten to become much more. The slipping, gliding, shoving and grunting, and making a lot of wet crude noises did nothing to diminish Seto's now very hard arousal.

He watched in stunned fascination as one elegant looking hand ascended up from their spot inside Yugi's thigh and reached up to trap the hands that were fisting in the seemingly larger boy's hair, pulling his face roughly to his mouth. Yugi groaned louder as he found himself pinned tightly against the couch, hands bound above him. Seto groaned as he rubbed himself through his pants, if he kept watching he was sure he would come right now which wouldn't be good considering he had already ruined a perfectly good shirt today. As he watched Yami kiss and lick the exposed skin on the smaller boy's neck and collar bone. The brunette whimpered slightly as Yugi retaliated and reached his head up and bit down upon the one ravishing him's neck harshly. Perfectly manicured nails dug into palms as the brunette watched the two attack each other. His eyes were suddenly pinned to the slender fingers that had been left to feel and explore the glistening skin that was exposed underneath him.

The long slender fingers hovered right above a taunt navel that was begging to be touched. With feather light touches that looked very ticklish, he rubbed gently along the waistline of the leather pants. Yugi's hands struggled against the hand that held his limbs trapped above his head and made an inaudible squeak as the fingers moved slowly under the material and caressed the skin underneath.

"Yami . . ." Yugi opened his eyes and the wide violet orbs seemed to catch the others face which Seto couldn't quite see at his angle. The eyes fluttered as the hand in his pants reached lower and he gave a low groan. "Please Yami."

Kaiba bit his lip harshly. The sight before him was intoxicating. He almost wished that one of them would look over at him and beckon him to come and join in their sinful pleasures. In the back of his mind, some more intelligent part of his brain was remembering the second presence joining him in the hospital when he had visited Yugi. But his coherent thoughts were taken away when he saw the hand teasingly slide out of the leather pants that looked horribly uncomfortable, and pressed against the bulge as the zipper was carefully drawn down.

A low whimper reached his ears, and Kaiba grabbed himself to stop from coming. His eyes widened and he looked down at his hand, reality seemed to dim in his mind, and with horror, he looked back to the display in front of him, groaning as he saw the hand disappear from view and the loud moan from Yugi's parted lips flooded his senses.

'Holy Shit.'

Wide eyed, he turned and almost fell down the stairs as he fled from the top floor.

'Oh my god oh my god oh my god!' then as an afterthought he whispered not so quietly "FUCK!!!"

Slipping his hand into his pants he grabbed his erect shaft and squeezed it as hard as he could bear trying to force away any evidence of it ever being there. He winced in pain before opening the door and leaving the concealing shadows of the stairs.

'Stupid! Stupid! What the heck were you doing?!?' He brushed hurriedly past people that were waving their Blue Eyes plushies at him begging for his signature. He pushed his way past the people crowding around him and shoved a particularly fat man out of his way as he struggled to exit the store.

"Hey! Mr. Kaiba! Did you get to talk to Yugi?" Seto turned to see the woman that had directed him to the stares trying to help him though the door. Ignoring her, he pushed a little kid aside and left the store with the taunting jingle of bells following him. Jumping in the limo, he yelled in a horse voice demanding his driver to take him to the mansion.

Sighing deeply he closed his eyes and rested against the back of the seat. Hopelessly trying to free his mind off the soft whimpers and the pleading tone of Yugi's voice as his neck was ravished, or the way the other's, Yami's hands, had danced across the flushed skin on Yugi's smooth and delicate looking chest. Those violet eyes that looked alive with passion burned into his memory. He couldn't help but pictured how Yugi appeared, his head thrown back, eyes clenched, back arched in pleasure as he kissed the mouth on top of him with as much force as the little one could muster. That only brought up the memories of this afternoon when it had been him lying atop his slender frame, his hair being clenched tightly as he devoured that sweet mouth.

'Did he look like that when he was with me?'

A throbbing pain in his pants made him shuffle and cross his legs. With a groan he lifted a pillow to his face and whimpered, clenching his eyes tighter together, trying in vain to get the erotic image of the two boys out of his head.

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"We're here Master Kaiba."

Immediately Seto sat up straight letting the pillow fall to the floor and pushed his palm back against the bulge that was in his pants. Sighing as he though how perfect it was that that on one of the few days he skipped wearing my trademark trench coat that he now needed it the most. With a wince, the tall brunette lifted his hand and pushed himself from the leather seats out of the limo grabbing his briefcase with the other.

"Have you informed them of my arrival yet?" His voice was still rough and his normally palish cheeks were flushed with a light pink. The driver seemed not to have noticed and answered politely that he had indeed called ahead and announced his arrival.

"Good, you may go." With a dismissive gesture of his hand, he made his way up past the gate that sprung open for him and up the path that led to the massive door way that was hidden under no less then six elegantly designed pillars. Pausing whether or not to go straight to the main house or to deal with his problem in his private lab, he sighed and opened the door to the main house.

His waist was instantly seized roughly by a head of raven black hair. He smiled down and tried to pry the boy from him without making his condition known to his little brother. Animated grey eyes smiled up at him and his hand was grabbed as Mokuba led him into the hallway leading towards the dinning hall. The smaller Kaiba tried to keep up with his brother's strides by practically skipping by his side. The smaller boy looked up once again as they passed by the first set of living rooms.

"Heya Seto! How was your day?!? You didn't work too much did you?"

Said Kaiba sighed and gave his brother a small smile. His brother was the best thing in his life and was always the first thing to calm him, but today there was no way that Mokuba could help him. At least no way that was legal and would require Seto to loose whatever morals he possessed completely. Patting the blacken hair sadly he continued to stride along side his always energetic and active little brother.

"No, I did not work too much. Even if it were possible for such a thing, I think anyone running a company of such important stature as KaibaCorp would be a good reason to do so, don't you think."

Mokuba raised an eyebrow. "You don't have to use big words and everything. A simple, Yea Mokuba, I worked my ass off today just like I do every other day, would have been just fine."

Seto let the swear slip. "I didn't use any big words." He looked down into his brothers grey eyes which were currently being hidden by a lock of his drastically long hair. Mokuba reached out and brushed his wild bangs from his face and Kaiba huffed. "You need to cut your hair." He looked back up as the rounded the corner to the main dinning room. (Did you notice they have a big house?)

"Do not, will not, and you can't make me." Seto caught a glimpse of him sticking a tongue out at him through a glass door in front of him and rolled his eyes.

"Fine, don't come crying to me when some boy thinks you're a pretty little girl that they want to make you their girlfriend." He smirked playfully at the shocked _expression on his brother's face, and bent down to give him a hug. "Oh don't worry, it's not that bad. I just don't see why you like it that long."

Mokuba sneaked a hand around his brother's neck and pulled at the hair that disappeared behind the collar of his shirt.

"Well at least mine's even everywhere."

Seto gave a sharp HA at this but Mokuba ignored it. "I just want to grab a pair of scissors and cut that bang off . . ."

He made his hand somewhat resemble a pair of the evil hair cutting demons and snapped playfully towards the offending strand that hung faithfully between his brother's two frozen sapphire eyes. Grinning Mokuba skipped ahead and approached one of the maids to whisper something in her ear. She smiled and bushed as the dashing young Kaiba winked her away. With a rather cheeky grin he turned his attention back on his brother.

Seto who watched the whole ordeal with interest stood up shaking his head. "Whatever Mokuba, everyone knows you have the craziest hair in Domino."

He instantly stopped and groaned.

'Shit.' A picture of Yugi flooded his head. The spiky blond black and red hair certainly making his last statements false. He fought viciously to keep his body at bay but failed as he imagined his hands gripping the silken strains, pulling the hot impassioned mouth to his own. With a small whine, he lifted himself from his kneeling position and with another pat on the head for Mokuba, excused himself.

"Are you okay Seto?"

The brunette turned around and with a pained smile, he nodded and continued out of the room. Rushing past a servant or two on his way, (To his credit he only knocked over the one . . .) He finally made it to his room. With a sigh he allowed himself to collapse on the bed in a very heated heap. Closing his eyes for a moment proved too much for him, the sight he witnessed kept repeating itself in his mind.

Yugi, hands bound behind his head as nimble fingers traveled over every expanse of his chest. Small pink nipple hardening as those fingers twisted and played mercilessly with them. A deliciously arousing moan, and a sharp intake of breath, the small boy struggled to free his hands and be given the liberty to be able to explore the other's body. A hand going lower and lower until it disappeared completely. Palms surrounding his delicate length. Kneading and cupping until his head was thrown back and a whimper of need filled the air. The strokes became bolder, faster, and the moans became hungrier, and louder. Purple eyes snapping open as he neared completion, as he neared his oh so needed release.

Seto snapped out of it and sat a moment after and walked to the marble bathroom, which was more a mini spa, cursing as his fingers searched for the light switch. Grabbing a towel from the marbled counter top and his fluffy bathrobe from its place on the door, he threw them on the counter and stripped his clothes. With a sharp intake of air, he peeled his now moist boxers from his skin hissing as the cool air hit him.

Deciding a cold shower was most certainly in order; he bypassed his Jacuzzi sized bath after picking up his clothes and rounded the corner to his shower which stood colossal next to any average. He switched on the water, and cringed as he tested the cool liquid on his hand. With a shaky breath he stepped inside and closed the sliding glass door behind him. Stayed next to the tile walls trying for the moment to avid the freezing water to touch him, he reached out both hands and cupped the water in his palms. Bringing is close to him, he allowed it to dribble down his chest.

The icy drops trailed down his firm chest and pooled inside his navel, causing the brunette to shiver. Though the feelings did little to stifle his erection and instead had him imagining kiss-swollen lips nipping at his skin, swirling a lethal pink tongue around in his bellybutton teasing and preparing him for what could come next. With a groan, Seto reached down and squeezed his staff lightly; trying to ignore his body begging for the release it had been waiting for all day. He cautiously made a step closer to the jet of water, and the mist dusted over his body making him shutter once again.

Images continued to appear, each one more erotic and exciting then the next. Seto took more of the water into his hand and splashed it against his face, trying lazily to cooling down his body. Ignoring his erection, he bypassed the bottles of scented soap the house keepers always stocked for him, and grabbed the bar of soap from the soap rack and began running it down his chest, not noticing as bubbles clung to the tiny hairs along his navel and soaked into the crevices in his taunt skin. Bringing the bar back up, he swept it behind his neck and shoulders, rolling his neck as he did so allowing some of the tension of his life to relax away.

He shook his head as he continued to think of a reason why Yugi would want to be with him if he already had a sexy, skillful, and sensuous lover. The voice in the back of his head however continued to remind him that it was the boy who had come to him first. Remembering how Yugi's big bright eyes and almost nervous actions from when their conversation had started, had blossomed into challenging and almost daring acts of seduction as they made out on the hospital bed had him thoroughly confused.

While rolling ideas in his head, perfect white teeth began to gnaw at Kaiba's bottom lip. Who was the elder looking Yugi? The one who Yugi had cried out as Yami when his pleasure had been built up too high to be contained. Memories flashed back to the first night when he had met Yugi. The changes in Yugi's persona, his attitude and even his physical appearance had shocked him that day as he watched the boy duel Keith. Also, had he not seen a figure in the darkness that night? The one who had called out for him to help just before disappearing in a flash of light. What about the hospital episode? The changes in dominance, aggressiveness and even the change of weight that had seated itself on his chest had confused him. Not to mention the brain boggling appearance of the two seated next to each other and the flashing eyes.

Remember back now, Kaiba's eyes widened as the pictured the sharp crimson eyes that seemed to be filled with lustful desire that had stared down at him this afternoon just before he had accidentally pulled the nurse cord. The two pairs of eyes, one burning crimson and the other soft yet hungry violet eyes. One frail and beautiful, on strong and seductive.

With a startling gasp, Seto came into his hand which had been unconsciously stroking his hardened staff. He stumbled forward into the water, too tired to care that the water had turned to a comfortable temperature. He stood resting one arm on the tiled wall panting with his eyes closed. Not able to think with the heavy aftereffects of his orgasm, he allowed the water to soak his skin and massage his tensing muscles.

"What the hell is wrong with me...?"


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Yugi lay trapped between a coach and a sweltering hot body. Any and all coherent thoughts had escaped his mind and evaded his consciousness as all his senses focused on five digests that were ALMOST touching him where he needed to be touched. Never allowing a second to go by without a whimper of scorching need to rise up from his throat, Yugi's eyes clenched together as he moved his hips to seek the contact he needed so desperately.

Yami smirked against the soft flesh he was nipping as a specifically wanton moan reached his ears. The hand he currently had inside Yugi's pants was teasingly tracing patterns along the indent of the boy's hip. Biting softly along the underside of Yugi's ear and massaging a hardened nipple, Yami was trying his hardest to take this whole thing as slow as possible. Trying to ignore his own arousal, he was determined not to scare Yugi by pushing him too far. Although this afternoon had somewhat proven Yugi's willingness, and the moans of encouragement weren't doing too much to protest, Yami very much doubted Yugi was ready for what his body was begging for. Not even mentioning that the boy had only known of his existence for longer then a week. Had he know this could have happened sooner he would have tried an awful lot harder to materialize in his own body. Casing being, he was very willing to keep his actions up until Yugi made a protest.
Which didn't seem likely to happen very soon...
Yugi wiggled against the skilled fingers against his heated flesh, The only thing on his mind were those fingers reaching a bit lower. Tears were forming in the corners of his eye as the contact he desperately needed was refused.

"Yami, please . . . Just touch me. Do . . . anything . . . !"

Yami groaned at the pleading tone in his lights voice. How could anyone refuse such a pretty face? Glistening tears were pooling around the corner of the brilliant lavender eyes that had darkened to a sensuous black color as the passion inside of him bubbled up. One drop escaped from his lashes and made a shimmering trail down to his reddened check, causing Yami to finally give in to the delicious boy.

Removing his hand form the boy's chest, Yami settled himself squarely on top of Yugi, bringing himself in a more comfortable position. Reaching his hand up and settling on his elbow, he gently stroked a blonde bang away from Yugi's face, fastening it with the mass of unruly locks surrounding his delicate face. Yami's other hand still played just above the boy's swollen hardness, carefully avoiding the contact Yugi desired until he himself felt it time to give it. Nuzzling the boy's neck just below his ear he slowly breathed a hot heavy breath onto the side of Yugi's face into his ear.
"Do you know how much I want you Yugi?" Yami's voice was low and seductive, barley a whisper to anyone else. The hand near Yugi arousal dipped lower and the tip of his fingers ghosted the side of his desire. "I think you have some idea considering..."

Yugi screamed as fingers suddenly surrounded his straining member. He arched into the hand and through back his head. Yami tightened his grip and stoked one harsh full movement up to the tip of Yugi's virgin cock. The response was immediate, Yugi began throwing his head around and his hands grabbed at Yami's shirt threatening to rip though the material. Yami smirked at the reaction but was insanely seized in the moment. Reaching his hand behind Yugi's head, he gripped a handful of hair and pulled the moaning mouth to his. Yugi opened his mouth instantly and took over the kiss. With every stoke Yami graced him with, he moaned loudly into Yami's mouth. He reached one hand up and steadied himself by grabbing his own fist full of tri-colored hair and bringing their kisses to what looked almost as if trying to consuming each other, the fast open mouth kisses hungry and desperate. Yugi finally thrust up to meet Yami's hand and the spirit quickly stopped his pleasurable stroking

Yugi's eyes shot open, and was about to complain when he felt Yami sliding off his chest and more so on his legs allowing him to feel exactly how much Yami was enjoying this also. The length that pressed hard into his stomach slowly slid down so it was even with his own. Yugi closed his eyes expecting him to rock any second and for his whole body to flush with pleasure, but it never came. Instead, all of the delicious weight that had been on top of his was suddenly gone. Fluttering opening his eyes he was greeted by the sight of an appraising crimson gaze that burned right though his skin, setting it on fire. With a groan he tried to think past his lustful stupor and comprehend what exactly Yami was planning for him. Propping himself on his elbows, he smiled sheepishly at the fierce man sitting on top of him.

Yugi's innocent smile only heightened Yami's need to please the small violet eyed beauty. Placing a hand on each side of Yugi's shoulders, he slowly began to kiss his way down his body in a steady trail to his navel. Yami smiled and almost awed at the display in front of him. Instead of being an inie, Yugi had an adorable outie bellybutton. After nipping at the skin around it. He swept his tongue over it and gave Yugi a rather large hint of what was going to happen very soon.

Yugi thrashed his head from side to side as he felt Yami licking his navel. The sensations went straight to his groin and it was doing little to help solve his very hard problem. Having enough teasing, he whimpered, wanting only for Yami to touch his most sensitive part once again.

"Oh Gods, Please just.... please... Yami"

Yami moved down a bit farther and placed his mouth against the mound below Yugi's waistline, blowing hot breath through the material of Yugi's briefs.

Yugi gasped and arched his back slightly. He ran his fingers through the hair on the back of Yami's head and closed his eyes. "Oh Yami..." Yugi whispered.

Yami smiled to himself and repeated the action, evoking another gasp from the wiggling, tri-colored haired boy. He reached down and grabbed the cuffs of Yugi's pants and began easing them off of Yugi's legs. Yami blew again, causing Yugi to flail slightly and his legs to come free of the fabric. "He tossed the clothing onto a chair. He ran his hands down Yugi's bare legs and nuzzled between Yugi's thighs, causing Yugi to spread them wider. Yami inhaled deeply, becoming dizzy with the scent that was now his Yugi. He felt Yugi's hand tugging at his hair, urging him to come back up so that he could feel the weight of Yami's body on him once again.

"Mmmmmm," he whispered against Yugi's flushed skin. "So beautiful…"

Pulling franticly at Yami's hair, Yugi felt his briefs slide down his thighs. Yugi groaned, too aroused to be embarrassed at the fact that he was now almost fully naked. The only articles of clothing on him still were his pair of socks and the unbuttoned shirt that lay bunched up under his torso. He felt Yami staring at him and squirmed against the appealing gaze, trying to get those demanding hands to stroke his flesh. Suddenly, his hands were shaking and he had trouble concentrating on the task at hand as he felt a hot wetness engulf him. He stopped fidgeting with trying to get closer and groaned. Yugi had to force himself through the layers of desire that had settled over his consciousness from screaming loud enough to alert the consumers downstairs. Yami shivered uncontrollably as Yugi moaned with delight.

When a steady rhythm was built altering nips, sucks and licks, Yugi was deciding on wither to scream, whimper, moan, gasp, plead or yell Yami's name. Occasionally just mumbling incoherently as his head thrashed violently. The room was filled with Yugi's cries, a jumble of nonsensical, pre-orgasmic babble, heated moaning and Yami's name repeated over and over like a mantra.

 Yami moaned involuntarily as Yugi's fingers continued to raked through his hair. He too was burning with almost painful arousal, but he ignored his own needs, intent on driving Yugi to the edge of distraction with his tongue. He ran his hands along the inside of Yugi's shaking thighs and the spread wantonly to him. One leg extended fully the other pressed up against the back of the coach. Sensing Yugi's frustration with the coach, he took both of Yugi legs and slung them over his shoulder. Allowing himself access to lick the juncture of Yugi's thighs. Yami, continuing to drive Yugi to pleasure with his mouth, lazily began to trace soft patterns closer and closer to Yugi's hidden entrance. With an almost sobbing whimper Yami felt Yugi's body tense, and deciding not to tease his new lover, he relaxed his throat and took Yugi in all the way.

The feeling of hitting the back of Yami's throat pulled Yugi over the edge. Gasping for air, he arched off the coach and threw his head back pushing Yami's head harder into his lap as his knees bent as his whole body shook with his release. Surprisingly he came silently, eyes closed and mouth opened in a soundless scream.

Yami swallowed all that Yugi offered, and had sucked Yugi dry. Twin crimson eyes fluttered in desire as he slowly loosed his grip around the underside of the boy's legs, slowly easing the relaxed limbs from above his shoulders and along his side to the sofa. He moved up the now limp body and began a passionate kiss. With no response he tensed and backed away. It took a moment to realize that Yugi had passed out from his extrusion. The heavy rising and falling of Yugi's chest remained. Shaking his head and catching his breath, he licking his lips, sliding back down to his former position on Yugi's body. His pink tongue lapped lazily at the creamy thighs spread out in front of him collecting any of Yugi's exotic tasting essence that had escaped from his lips. The boy laid out under him took in a sharp breath as Yami's hot tongue traced the area around his now spent arousal.

Finishing up with a final lick right under the small boy's navel, he untangled himself and crawled his way up the slim boy's chest until his face lay parallel with the boy's lips, now swollen and starting to bruise from the intensity of their kisses. The boy's arched eyelashes lay gently against his face giving him an angelic look upon his face as he lay peacefully on his back. The soft golden bangs hung right along his face not blocking the impressive view of the boy who was exposed completely to the one on top of him slowly taking in all he could.

Yami shifted his weight to his knees and left elbow as he ran his hand along the still flushed cheek of his newly announced lover. The warm flesh sent tingles down his spine and he slowly allowed his eyes to slide close and he brought his own lips to the smaller boy's for a gentle kiss. A softened moan escaped his lips as he felt the plush lips, now familiar, under his own. Yugi responded by shifting his leg slightly, brushing up against the spirit's unsatisfied erection causing his eyes to fling open and a hiss to escape though his teeth. With hesitance, he pulled away and adorned the rest of the unconscious boy's face with soft kisses successfully ignoring his own problem. When he reached Yugi's neck, he stopped and smiled at the work he had done. More then one bruise was tainting the boy's slender neck marking him to the world as Yami's own. Nuzzling the warm flesh an adoringly, Yami slowly eased his body from the couch to Yugi side. With shaky limbs he raised himself to his feet and looked down at his sleeping beauty.

A smile coming back to his lips, Yami moved Yugi further up the couch positioning him in a more comfortable position. With a soft hum, the small boy snuggled his cheek into the material and curved his body, bringing his knees up closer to his chest. Yami watched entranced as the soft pink lips parted slightly and Yugi mumbled something incoherently. Unable to resist, he kissed him once again softly on the lips summoning another hum from the small boy as his body shifted closer to the edge of the sofa where Yami's body heat was drawing him. Taking the remaining room on the couch and leaned his upper body against it to give Yugi's lips another small peck before tearing his eyes away from the angelic looking boy sleeping there.

With a contented smile Yami walked towards the direction of the bathroom. Each step he took reminded him quite painfully of a not so tiny problem in his pants. Wincing now as he finally made it to the tiled room; he first took in the sight of his reflection, rumpled and wrinkled in every possible way. His normally spiky and unruly hair seemed to have just given up on him, hung every which way possible. Yami actually thought the look suited him, if his hair being mussed was the price he would have to pay to see Yugi's face contorting in pleasure, so be it. Turning on the water to what he hoped to be a lukewarm temperature, he ran his fingers under the flowing water which was still cool. Soaking his hand, he ran it over his heated brow in an attempt to cool himself down.

Wetting the other hand, he caressed his neck with the sprinkling sensation. He could already feel himself coming down from his natural high. When he was satisfied that walking back out into the hallway and into the tiny room that Yugi had all to himself. Opening the cubby that Yugi kept his pjs and gym outfits selecting a pair or rather short sofes and a large collage Tee, he gently shut the door cautious not to make too much noise and made his way back to the living room. Seeing Yugi's almost naked body would not demand him to jump the boy. He looked around the room and after finding the linen closet, pulled out a washcloth and ran it under the now warm water.  After ringing the cloth out, he switched off the faucet and headed back to Yugi who was still left out on the sofa. Upon first sight, Yami was ready to turn back into the bathroom and take a long cold shower.

Yugi had indeed made himself comfortable. One arm rested across the boy's eyes, the other hung limp off the side of the cushion. His legs were parted, one bent and resting against the back of the couch while the other lay straight, the sole of his foot facing the ceiling.  Approaching with his breath held, Yami stood admiring the view laid out before him. The flush in Yugi's cheeks had dimmed but the simply contented look had remained the same. He sat down next to Yugi's torso and lovingly brushed back the damp bang that fell across his cheek. He ran the washcloth over the sleeping teen's heated forehead and along the length of his body. Yugi hummed at the felling and shuffled his legs around, but made no other signs of wakening.

Yami's eyes darkened when he ran the lukewarm cloth along Yugi's stomach. The muscles constricted and rippled at the light touch increasing Yami's slowly regaining arousal. With a picture of Anzu's green haired boyfriend in mind, Yami carefully ran the cloth along the inside of Yugi's thighs, removing all trace of bodily fluids. Job completed, he retrieved the gym shorts from the table and carefully slipped one slender leg in at a time barely maintaining his thoughts from Yugi's form. When the band snapped against the back of Yugi's thighs, Yami reached under and lifted him from the small of his back, shuttering as he was forced to support Yugi's rounded bottom. The soft flesh against his fingers made him moan softly and he couldn't resist running a hand up and along the wide expansion of Yugi's chest.

 He felt the shutter go throughout the delicate frame lying next to him and bit his lip at the tiny moan that escaped the boy. He continued his strokes up to Yugi's now softened nub. Taking one in between his fingers and rolling the beaded nub, he was delighted in the startled gasp it issued from Yugi. Biting the inside of his cheek now, he moved one hand to the inside of Yugi's thigh and began to trace light patterns though the thin material.

"Yami…" Yugi's dazed eyes fluttered open before closing in pleasure.

Yugi squirmed against this ministrations and Yami could sense his breathing increasing. He schooched up closer to Yugi and sat to the side of the boys hip giving him the perfect angle to balance his weight as he leaned down to press his lips against the now clenched eyelids. Taking his time he softly kissed the expanse of Yugi's face, taking extra time as he tasted Yugi's lips, which the small boy had parted very willingly but Yami had passed up on the idea of plundering the hot mouth and instead he pressed his lips against the groove under Yugi's chin. Yugi arched up to him, exposing his neck, and bringing his lower half in contact with Yami's own. Yami moaned along with him at the feeling and they both began rocking into each other in a steady pace. Both ready to give it another go…

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End Notes: *grins innocently* What...?