Important - Do to a request of my wifey this story has been changed to the rating M (aka R in a normal rating system). There is a lemon in this chapter. It is the last thing so if you feel uncomfortable reading it, stop.

Steam rose from the coffee mug clutched in Yami's hand. It was early in the morning and he was the only one up, seated out on the back porch staring at the water as the wind whipped at his spiky hair.

Hearing the door slide open behind him, Yami turned his head and found Seto strolling over to him. "I made some coffee," he lamely said showing Seto the mug. Briefly he wondered if he was allowed to do that in the brunet's household.

"I know, I tried some and it tasted like shit," Seto replied as he sat down next to the famous actor in one of the wooden beach chairs. Leaning over Seto placed a kiss to Yami's forehead making the actor forget all about being upset about the coffee comment. "Just how many cups did you use to make it that strong?"

"I need it that strong," Yami replied with a bashful smile. "I typically spend 18-20 hours on set per day."

"And Mokuba thinks my schedule sucks."

"What you mean?" Yami took a sip from the mug and gave Seto a wide-eyed look. The brunet was busy picking at the material on his wrist of his black shirt but was also keeping one eye trained on his houseguest.

"I work a lot. More than I should."

"But you've been spending a lot of time with me these last few days. How can you be working a lot?"

Seto gave a small shrug as he looked away, his glaze becoming hypnotized by the gentle crashing of the waves. Yami found he looked simply adorable with the way the breeze blew his dark hair. "You're…unique. You're the only person besides Mokuba whom I've taken a day off for. If I hadn't met you, we wouldn't have come here this weekend. I only told Mokuba we were coming after we spent that day together touring Japan."

Taking a final sip of the coffee, Yami placed the mug down on a small table between them. He then silently stood and proceeded to crawl into Seto's lap.

"Yami?"

"Shh…" Yami whispered cupping the brunet's face in between his bronze hands. The crimson-eyed actor took a moment to gently stroke Seto's cheek with his thumb before leaning in and capturing the CEO's lips with his own.

As an actor Yami had kissed plenty of people, both men and women, throughout his career but none of those kisses compared to the sensational feeling he experienced while kissing Seto. His entire body tingled with excitement as he tasted the mixture of coffee and orange juice in the brunet's mouth.

Feeling Seto begin to respond, Yami allowed the brunet to take control of the kiss. Helping him out, Yami sucked Seto's tongue into his mouth and whimpered loudly when the brunet's mouth began exploring the hot cavern.

Needing closer contact, Yami shifted on Seto's lap pressing their bulging packages together and murmuring delightfully when he felt the brunet wrap his arms around his waist. Gradually Yami began rocking downward, happy when he heard Seto give a small groan as they continued to kiss.

"Do you two mind going to your room if you're going to have sex?"

Yami shot upwards and away from Seto as he opened his eyes in surprise. Spying Mokuba standing in the doorway with a smirk on his face, Yami lost his balance and tumbled backwards landing with thud against the wooden porch.

"Mokuba!" Seto yelled before kneeling next to the spiky haired actor. "Are you okay?"

"Yeah I think so," Yami replied as he sat up and rubbed the back of his head.

Yami was happy to have Seto help him stand up, leaning against the brunet's taller body as he brushed off his designer jeans. A smile appeared across Yami's face when he felt Seto arms snake around his body and held him close.

"I'm sorry Yami, I didn't mean that to happen!" Mokuba cried, clearly upset with what happened.

"It's okay Mokuba," Yami replied; at least he ended up in Seto's arms again.

Mokuba brightened up a bit as he turned to his brother. "Although I'm happy for you two, I'm hungry."

"Alright, I'll cook you some breakfast." The brunet rolled his eyes before looking down at Yami's petite form. "Anything specific you want?"

"Pancakes?" Yami asked, his eyes twinkling as looked up at the brunet and silently begged for Seto to agree. Although Mokuba had seemed to accept him, Yami was still determined to make a good impression and knew through Seto that the younger Kaiba liked pancakes.

"Can we Niisama?" Mokuba happily cried. "We haven't had some in so long!"

"Alright, alright," Seto agreed, getting the hint.

Both Mokuba and Yami grinned madly as Seto stalked inside the beach house. Normally Yami hated it when someone waited on him hand and foot, always complaining that he wasn't a child and could actually do some things for himself, but for some reason he liked Seto taking care of him; it felt normal.

Seto made the pancakes, which were quickly devoured by all three of them. After everything cleaned up, Mokuba suggested they head down to the water's edge and go swimming but after they had changed into swimsuits and gathered their things they could see from looking out the windows in the living room that the water had turned violently choppy.

"Looks like we're in for a storm," Mokuba said in disappointment as he pointed to the dark clouds moving over the area.

"I was hoping it would have stayed away until tonight after we've left," Seto grumbled. The brunet could have cared less about going swimming but he had wanted Yami to have a nice weekend.

"Don't worry, we can play some games or something and have a great time," Yami told them. Since he visited Ocean Dome two days ago Yami really wasn't concerned with spending the day at the beach. All Yami cared about was spending the day with Seto and maybe getting back to what they had started earlier; after learning about how much Seto cared for him, Yami had an indescribable desire to take things to the next level. Never, since becoming famous, did he think he would find someone who actually liked him instead of his fame and money. "Do you have any board or video games around here?"

"Is the sky blue?" Mokuba replied with a small laugh before scurrying off to find some games.

"We're obsessed with games," Seto shyly admitted as he walked over to Yami and wrapped an arm around the actor's waist. "It was the only thing that kept me sane growing up with Gozaburo."

"I love games too," Yami replied with a bright smile. "As a child I created all kinds of games to play with my imagination. As I got older my parents just gave up trying to give me presents that weren't games. I haven't played a thing in years though. In High School my friends were too interested in going out instead of spending the night in playing board games and then my career got in the way."

"Then this is a good time to start playing again." Staring into each other's eyes they shared a smile. Bending over to accommodate Yami's short height, Seto quickly placed their lips together for a sweet kiss.

'Mmm…maple…' Yami thought tasting the residue of the maple syrup from breakfast. His mind then turned completely to mush as the intensity of the kiss continued.

"Guys…not again!"

Yami jumped away from Seto stumbling in the process but this time he managed to stay on his feet thanks to the brunet's arm still latched around his waist. Guiltily they both looked at Mokuba who had returned with a stack of board games in his arm and was rolling his eyes.

Returning to the kitchen, they began sitting up the first game Mokuba had picked out for them. Yami made sure that he was seated in a chair next to the tall brunet.

"Chinese Checkers?" Yami inquired as he picked up one of the colored balls. "Never played it."

"It's easy," Mokuba insisted.

Outside the wind howled and the sky grew dark as the storm grew closer. Inside however, the three males were warm and cozy playing their game around the kitchen table.

The game certainly turned out to be easy for Yami to pick up. They played three games and despite Yami being a beginner he won all three.

"I guess I forgot to mention they used to call me the King of Games."

"Let's play something else," Mokuba suggested after Yami's third victory, taking a look at the scowl on his brother's face. Seto had never lost before and the youngster could tell that his brother was not happy at the experience.

"How about Clue?" Yami suggested spying the box. "I haven't played it in about ten years."

The Kaiba brothers agreed but soon regretted their decision when Yami began winning all of the games again. As his losses grew, Seto's mood began matching that of the storm outside. The full force of the storm had hit during their fourth game of Clue with rain splattering against all of the windows, loud booming of thunder and the sky being so dark that the ocean was only seen when lightning lit up the sky.

"Miss Scarlet in the Kitchen with the Lead Pipe," Yami announced before looking in the small brown envelope. Happily he then displayed the cards to the other two players.

"Lets play something else!" Seto declared knocking the Clue board and game pieces off of the table with one swoop of his long arm. He then plopped down the Monopoly box. Monopoly was a game he excelled at, being a businessman. For years Mokuba had refused to play with him but he knew that Yami couldn't resist the challenge.

Two hours later Seto was violently chewing the inside of his cheek as Yami bankrupted him. Mokuba had been gone long ago, which left Yami as the victor.

"This is stupid!" the brunet declared with a scowl as he stood and stormed out of the room. Mokuba had expected the reaction but Yami was left shocked and sad.

"What happened?"

"Don't take it personally, he just doesn't like to lose," Mokuba explained as Yami hung his head and dejectedly began playing with the shoe that had served as his game piece.

"Oh."

"Go after him! Talk to him!" the youngest Kaiba insisted.

Before Yami could reply, Seto came storming back into the room and Mokuba wisely exited, leaving the two alone. Yami timidly looked up at Seto and was surprised to find the anger had vanished from the brunet's cobalt eyes.

"I'm sorry for what just happened," Seto softly admitted as he sat back down in his seat next to Yami. Reaching out with his arm, Seto laid his hand on top of Yami's. "Losing is not something that I'm good at. I'm sorry for acting like a child."

"I guess it's okay to keep an inner child alive," Yami replied, giving Seto a forced smile.

"Come on Mr. King of Games, how would you have reacted if you were in my position?"

Yami broke out into a genuine smile. "I would probably have done the same thing as you."

"See!"

Yami chuckled, his rich laughter filling the room, and when he calmed down he looked at his somewhat-boyfriend. "Are you going to cook again anytime soon? I'm starving!" Because they had been engrossed in games all day, none of them had remembered lunch and it was now well into the afternoon.

"I think I'm starting to spoil you," Seto replied with a small laugh before complying with the request.

The original plan had been to leave Sunday night to return to Domino but the storm was still raging well into the evening so Seto decided it was best to wait until morning to head out. Both Yami and Mokuba were thrilled with the idea; the latter because he wouldn't have to go to school the next day and the former because Yami was looking forward to spending more time around the handsome brunet.

"It looks to be finally dying down," Seto commented at around 8pm. The rain had ended hours ago but the thundering, wind and lightning had remained a strong force until recently.

"Too bad," Yami quietly replied from where he was snuggling against Seto's side on the couch; Yami was sitting cozily with Seto's arm wrapped around his shoulders. After Seto's tantrum that afternoon they had both agreed to stop playing games and contently watch the storm together in between sessions of making out. Fortunately Mokuba had left them alone, hiding in his room and playing videogames. Needless to say Yami enjoyed his peaceful time alone with Seto and didn't want it to end.

"Want something to eat?"

"Not really…" Eating would involve moving, which was something that Yami definitely didn't want.

"I guess we can stay here then."

"Sounds good." Yami's mind silently cheered as he laid his head against Seto's shoulder; his eyes drooped closed as he lay contentedly in Seto's arms, never wanting to leave the brunet's side. Tried from the lack of caffeine in his system, Yami began to drift off.

"You're not falling asleep on me are you?"

"No," Yami murmured in a sleepy voice.

A small groan escaped Yami as he felt Seto shift next to him. However, before he knew what was happening, the brunet was lifting him up in his arms.

Keeping his eyes shut, Yami drifted off back to sleep as Seto carried him up the stairs; barely his mind registered Seto placing him down on a bed and having the brunet lay down next to him.

Soon they were both fast asleep.

Yami moaned as he woke, trying to move but was unable too thanks to the heavy arm slung across his body. Slowly opening his crimson eyes, Yami was surprised to find he was curled against Seto with his head on the brunet's chest. Tilting his head upwards, Yami found that Seto was also awake.

"What time is it?"

Seto looked over at the clock on the bedside table. "11pm; we've been asleep for three hours."

Yami moaned again and once again buried his face into the brunet's chest; now he'd never get any sleep that night. Luckily Seto understood and nodded his head. Like the actor, Seto was used to getting only a couple hours of sleep a night. Tenderly he stroked Yami's spiky head, loving the feeling of the tri-colored hair slipping through his thin fingers.

"Don't stop," Yami peacefully murmured.

With his free hand, Seto grabbed Yami's arm to pull the smaller man completely on top of him. Willingly Yami settled on top of the brunet, his face still buried in Seto's chest as the CEO continued playing with the spiky hair.

After many quiet minutes, Yami lifted his head and looked into passionate blue eyes. Crawling forward the crimson-eyed actor wrapped his arms around Seto's neck and planted their lips together.

Electric sparks ran through Yami's body as they kissed, their tongues moving in an erotic dance as they frantically tried to inhale each other. Yami felt his body melt as Seto toyed with the hem of his t-shirt and desperately sucked at the brunet's lips; needing, wanting closer contact.

Sitting up, Yami straddled Seto chest and pulled off his t-shirt, leaving his bronze chest bare; he then lay back down on top of the brunet so they could resume their kiss. Seto however had other plans and rolled them over so that he was the person now on top.

A whimper escaped Yami as he allowed the brunet to control the kiss. Seto sucked Yami's bottom lip into his mouth and lightly nibbled on it with his teeth. Yami's brain was gone, lost of all coherent thought, barely noticing that Seto's hands were now at his waist trying to undo the button on his jeans. Clenching his eyes shut, Yami allowed his other senses to take over.

Feeling the zipper of his jeans rub against his cock as it was being lowered, Yami automatically lifted his hips so Seto could tug them down his short bronze legs. The brunet's skillful hands quickly complied with the request, removing Yami's underwear in the process, kissing his way down the firm legs until every article of clothing was removed from the actor's slim body. Satisfied with his work, Seto took a moment to stand so that he could admire the beauty before him.

Sensing that something was up, Yami slowly opened his eyes to find the brunet standing at the foot of the bed with a lustful look on his face. Realizing that he was naked, a bashful blush appeared on Yami's cheeks but he made no move to cover himself. Silently he reached out with a hand as an indication he wanted Seto to rejoin him on the bed, which the CEO was eager to comply, lying back down next to Yami's naked body.

With a gentle hand, Seto began caressing Yami's chest; it was firm but not overly muscular, and Seto could tell that the actor worked out a lot to keep in shape for his movie roles. The CEO suspected Yami had his own personal trainer and health consultant back in LA to keep his body fit. A moan escaped Yami so Seto allowed his hand to explore further, first tweaking a nipple and then moving it downward so he could rub Yami's thigh.

Yami's crimson eyes remained locked onto the brunet; everywhere Seto touched a fire would burn in his groin. If Yami's brain hadn't shut down he would have been wondering what the hell he was doing, lying naked next to a man he had only known for a few days. But with Seto things were different and all Yami could do was gasp and moan while feeling the brunet's hand move over his skin.

Yami closed his eyes again but they weren't closed for long; feeling Seto leave his side again, Yami's eyes snapped open to find the brunet standing next to the bed removing his clothes. Crimson eyes sparkled as Yami received his turn to stare at the magnificent body before him, so perfect in every possible way.

Seto rummaged through the drawer of the bedside table, while Yami continued to stare at him, boldly loving the way the petite actor was captivated by his lean body. Finding lube and condoms, Seto quickly returned to the bed looming over Yami's smaller body, their hard cocks pressed together as the brunet captured Yami's lips in another radiating kiss.

"Seto…" Yami murmured as they kissed, lightly thrusting his body upwards so that their cocks were rubbing together.

"Relax," Seto softly replied, breaking the kiss and whispering into Yami's ear. "Let me take care of you."

Finding the lube with one hand, Seto began kissing Yami's bronze neck while spreading the substance onto his fingers. Distracting Yami with his mouth, the brunet tenderly teased Yami's hole, allowing the digit to slip barely inside at first but then shoving it in completely knowing that was what the actor wanted.

Yami's body shuddered, feeling the finger enter him. His entire world was reduced to a lone finger moving in and out of his body; his cock was hard and stiff as it continued to press against Seto's, which Yami knew would be inside him eventually and couldn't wait.

Another finger soon joined the first and Yami clamped his eyes shut as he tried to keep his breathing even. It had been a long time since he had been with anybody and the last thing he wanted to do was hyperventilate and black out before the real fun began.

Seto continued kissing and nipping at Yami's neck while his fingers thrust in and out of the body of his petite lover. Feeling Yami relax, Seto quickly inserted a third finger and resumed the thrusting before his lover's body had a chance to react.

Yami's eyes shot open when he felt the third finger. With wide crimson eyes, Yami attempted to look at Seto but the latter was still busy toying with his neck. Finding the willpower and strength to move an arm, Yami reached up and began petting the Seto's brunet hair.

Feeling Yami's fingers in his hair, the CEO looked up and their eyes met. Silently Yami communicated to him that he was ready and Seto completely understood the message.

Shifting so that he was kneeling next to Yami, Seto pulled out his fingers and picked up the condom he had found earlier. Tearing open the package, Seto maneuvered the rubber onto his aching cock and made sure he was slick enough so that Yami would not be hurt.

Yami kept his eyes trained on Seto as he moved into position. Lifting his hips, Yami placed a leg on each of Seto's shoulders and began to bend as the brunet pressed forward until their faces were only inches apart.

"Ready?" Seto asked slight concern was etched in his voice wanting to make sure that Yami was prepared for what was about to happen.

As a reply, Yami simply smiled and leaned forward so he could briefly press his lips against Seto's. When his head plopped back against the pillow, Yami's tongue flicked out of his mouth to lick at Seto's lips one last time.

Sitting up straighter to allow his lover more comfort with his back, Seto lined up his cock against Yami's hole. Slowly at first, he began pressing his way inside, allowing Yami to adjust to his size. Keeping his eyes trained on Yami's face, Seto watched as the smaller man clutched his eyes closed, trying to block out the pain. Once fully inside the actor, Seto paused and waited for the go-ahead to move.

Yami had forgotten how much it hurt at first; he knew however that Seto was anxious to continue. Taking a deep breath he gave a nod of his head indicating he was ready.

Taking things slow, Seto smoothly thrust in and out of Yami. The pain quickly turned to pleasure for Yami, who began moaning and begging for Seto to speed up.

"Seto…please…harder…"

The headboard banged against the wall as Seto picked up the pace. Briefly Yami wondered where Mokuba was, whose room was next door, but as Seto thrust into him again Yami stopped caring; he felt full and complete with Seto buried in his ass.

Seto loomed over Yami, further bending the smaller body as he pounded harder into Yami, encouraged by the whimpers the spiky haired actor was making. Lowering his head, Seto sucked one of Yami's nipples into his mouth and gently bit down on the bud with his teeth, he then rolled his tongue over the tip of the nipple soothing the ache.

Trapped between their bodies, Yami's cock was rock hard and pre-cum had begun leaking from the tip. Yami groaned as Seto bit down on his other nipple, his release coming hard, splattering the milky substance between their bodies.

Yami's ass clenched around Seto's cock as he came, triggering the brunet's release as well. Falling forward, Seto panted as he sloppily kissed Yami's lips. When the kiss was broken, Seto tiredly laid his head on Yami's chest so that he could catch his breath.

They stayed like that for a few minutes, too hot, sweaty and sticky to move. Finally Seto pulled his spent cock out of Yami and rolled off his petite lover.

Yami dozed in and out of sleep, barely noticing when Seto left the bed and walked into the bathroom to get rid of the condom. A few moments passed before Seto returned, carrying a towel and proceeded to wipe down Yami before tossing the towel behind his head to deal with later.

The actor was completely out of it by the time Seto was slipping back into bed next to Yami and arranging the covers over them. The brunet quickly followed Yami into dreamland as they cuddled together on the large bed.

A/N - Well Seto and Yami have done the nasty after only knowing each other a few days. They certainly fell into bed quick but hey it happens. BTW, just because they've already had sex doesn't necessary mean that they're in love with each other and hopefully won't burn out their relationship quickly by moving so fast.

-Heh, I actually hate condoms in fanfic (lets face it they're not sexy or romantic) but I'm trying to make this lifelike as possible. I'm already plotting ways on how to dump the rubber for future sex scenes.

-Funfact: Whenever I play Clue (which is a lot), 9 out of 10 times the murderer will be Miss Scarlet so I've nicknamed her Bloodthirsty Scarlet.