"I don't see why I have to do this." He's at one end of the sofa, Pegasus is at the other. "What reason is there for it? What good does it do?"
Pegasus folds his arms. "You don't think it's my idea, I hope?"
Glaring at him, wine-red eyes under spiky hair, "well?"
"I would never…" He throws his head back, "the idea simply would not occur to me."
Yami no Yuugi's glare doesn't change. "This is just the sort of thing you'd set up, Pegasus; it's your kind of little scheme. Besides," he adds, faintly smug, "everyone knows you're obsessed with me, you have been since Duelist Kingdom."
"Oh, I am not!"
"Everyone is;" he's just stating a fact here, that's what he sounds like; "Kaiba, Malik, all of you." Still very reasonable, "those other pairings you get into are all just to distract yourselves from the fact that I don't want you."
Now, after he's got Pegasus good and sulky, he rolls his eyes, moves a little closer to him on the sofa, "apparently I have to have you right now though," he says. Putting one hand gingerly on his shoulder, "let's get this over with," he sighs.
Pegasus pulls away. "Not for money."
"You set this up." He puts both hands on his shoulders this time. "Now you have to face the consequences of your actions." This wasn't his idea, and there's no way he ever wanted to do it, but since it has to be done now, he's not one to shirk his job. He pulls Pegasus close, ignoring all the wrigglings, and the shouts of 'arrogant', and 'superior bastard'. Since he has to do it, he's going to do it right; he's going to give him the best fuck he's ever had, if he has to Mind-Crush him to do it.