Title: Triduction
Chapter: 2/4; Trickery
Rating:
M
Pairing(s): Main- Yami/Yuugi; Side- There may be some roaming around…
Genre: Humor / Romance
Warnings: Yaoi, sex, sex talk, sexual references, persuasion to have sex, citrus, limes, perverted Yami, trickery, coarse language, heavy petting, and OOCness. xDDD NO FULL LEMONS (s'not like I can write them x.X), but Yami tries… Heh… The rating is high for a REASON!

Summary: (YAOI – WARNING: Rating is high for a reason!) Yami wants sex. Yuugi's not ready. But Yami's insistent. What's up his sleeve? Trickery? Seduction? Both, of course! It's triduction: Yami no Yuugi style.

Disclaimer: I've made this fic, and that's quite enough for me! n.n

Note: Same note as the last chapter, PLUS:

I made a huge mistake in the last chapter. X.x I put "Yuugi stared intently at Yuugi with hungry eyes…" when it should have been YAMI stared intently blah blah blah. I mean, why would Yuugi stare at himself? X.X HOW could he without a mirror? XDDD This has been edited 2/15/06.

I'd also like to thank all my reviewers. I love you all! T-T /tears of joy/ I've never had that many for one chapter. n.n …And I got a giant surprise when I read Zacarane's review. Lemon? ME? ./big ole' blush/ I can't do that. x.X My sister's homophobic enough without having to stumble upon this document. X.X …And I don't know how. XDDD I'm so pitiful… n.T

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The next day, Yami had come to the conclusion that the only way to convince Yuugi into sex was to trick him. So that damn crazy fool locked himself in his room and brainstormed ways to do so.

The day after that, Yami began his gloriously perverted farce (he would have started sooner, but the door was really really hard to unlock and open x.X).

Operation Pity Sex

"Aibou?" Yami asked.

Yuugi looked up from his book at the sound of his name. "Yes, Yami?"

Yami watched as his light book marked his page with a picture of them. Jounouchi took it a week after the two had announced their love. The blonde had caught them at the worst possible time; they had been in the middle of a heavy make out session. The photo pictured them seated on a bench behind a row of shrubs; Yami was ravishing his light's sensitive neck while Yuugi's back arched in pleasure.

The darkness remembered the conversation they had had after the picture was (forcibly) taken away from Jounouchi.

"Yami…we shouldn't have been doing that out in public. We could have gotten in trouble…"

Yami purred and stroked Yuugi's cheek seductively. "You weren't complaining while I was doing this…"

And with that said, another make out session ensued.

Yami limped over to Yuugi and climbed onto the bed, lying down on his back. "Aibou…I fell down." He lifted up his shirt, revealing his sloppily bandaged navel. …Hey, it's hard to self-bandage, okay? ./silence/ Shut up and keep reading… -.-

Yuugi giggled cutely. Crawling onto all fours, he lowered his head over the dark's midriff and rained it with butterfly kisses.

Yami moaned and closed his eyes blissfully. "Yuugi…" He loved his light's gentle ministrations.

Yuugi lifted his head in confusion. "You don't like? Should I stop?"

"No!" Yami could have sworn he had seen a smirk on Yuugi's lips, but it had disappeared in an instant. He moaned again, feeling his light's tongue dip shyly into the indentation of his stomach. Yami inwardly congratulated himself for "accidentally" not covering his belly button.

"I…I fell here, too," Yami said, shamelessly pulling down his pants, where one thigh was loosely bandaged up. He stared down at Yuugi innocently, noting the skeptical looks Yuugi was shooting him.

What he didn't see was the look of realization on the light's face, followed abruptly by an evil smirk.

Yami almost squeaked when Yuugi pulled his pants right off. His love nestled himself right in between his legs, looking as innocent and as clueless as ever towards the way he was making Yami feel.

'Making me feel so damn hot and bothered…' Yami thought to himself.

Yami was snapped from his musings when Yuugi leaned over and attached his lips to Yami's bandages.

'Damn these bandages! I want to feel his lips ON me!' Yami growled.

The pharaoh moaned, eyes widening in shock when Yuugi's tongue flicked out to touch the uncovered parts of his warm skin and when his fingers began to trail themselves down the sides of his hips.

Then the wet muscle left his thigh. "You know, Yami…" Yuugi spoke, voice irresistibly husky. "We are on a bed." His hot breath brushed against the skin of Yami's thighs, causing the dark to shiver.

"Y-yes," Yami gasped out hopefully, "we are."

Yuugi smirked malevolently- an expression that did not suit his cherubic features- and hopped off the bed. "That's why I should tuck you in and go make you some soup!" he said cheerfully, the smirk not flickering a bit. (Killah: I know he doesn't have a cold, but whatever. XDDD I couldn't think of anything else…)

Yami's eyes widened to an unimaginable size. "Bu-but Yuugi…hikari dear…love… B-but Aibou!" He looked down at the hard lump in his boxers. "You can't leave me like this!"

Yuugi smacked those hot little lips (Killah: I keep using that phrase, huh? XDDD) of his smugly. "You can't try to trick me into sex," he said happily. "Now what about that soup. What do you want shoved down your throat?"

Yami grinned with his usual air of perversion, trying to ignore the uncomfortable feeling between his legs. "How 'bout your cock?"

Yuugi blushed a bright red and dashed out of the room.

Operation Pity Sex: Failed

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Operation Makeup Sex

"Hey Yuugi, I hate everything you like." A smug smile.

An arched eyebrow. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm so sorry. Will you forgive me?" Puppy eyes.

"Uh, yeah, sure." A strange look.

A delighted smile. "Yay! Now let's have kinky boy sex! I'll watch you strip first, touch you a little, then we'll get down to the fucking."

A smack upside the head. "No."

Seriousness. "Come on, Aibou. I'll have you screaming my name out in desire." Wandering fingers. "Pure desire. I'll touch you like you've never been touched before. I'll leave you wanting more. Much more." Husky voice and hot breath. "You. Me. Skin. Sweat. Bliss. Ecstasy. Love. Lust."

"I-I…" Uncertain eyes.

A happy victory dance, all seriousness lost. "I call dibs on seme!"

A glare. "Well that just killed the mood, Yami. Now if you will excuse me, I have to lock up the shop."

Operation Makeup Sex: Failed

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Operation Fear

Yami listened through the door of the bathroom, his ear pressed against the solid wood. He had stashed a-

"AHHHHH! Oh my Ra!" came Yuugi's muffled scream.

Looks like Yuugi had found the dead rat that Yami had hidden in the shower…

"I'll save you, Aibou!" Yami yelled heroically, smashing the door open on cue.

"Ack, wait! I'm in the shower-"

But Yami was already in the bathroom, pulling the shower curtains open. He had only a few seconds to spy on his love before Yuugi hastily covered himself with the damp curtains, but he had seen enough. The dark happily locked the image of a dripping wet Yuugi in all his naked glory (Killah: xDDD What a beautiful phrase.) into his soul room for later use.

"Yami."

Yami was busy looking at Yuugi. The fabric blocked him from seeing his grand prize, but since it was damp, it clung leechingly to the lithe teen's body (something Yami really, really wanted to do) like a second skin.

"Yami…"

Yami wished he had x-ray vision.

"Yami! The dead rat's on the floor, not on me."

"Uh-huh." Yami distractedly bent over and picked up the dead vermin without a care, all the while still trying to look through the curtain.

"Thank you. Now good-bye, please." Yuugi pulled the shower curtain off his form and shut it closed, turning the water nozzle back on afterwards.

Operation Fear: Failed

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Operation Fear; Part II

"Ne…ne, Yami… Can I sleep with you tonight?" Yuugi asked quietly, clutching a rather large pillow to his chest.

Boom! (Killah: …sha-ka-la-ka-la-ka… xDDD Sorry.)

Yuugi squeaked and jumped into his dark's bed, tunneling into the comforters so that he was beside Yami.

"Oooh, so you've finally decided to give into the temptation?" Yami purred, shimmying over a few inches. He placed his fingers over the first button of Yuugi's pajamas, beginning to undo it.

"No!" Yuugi interjected in annoyance, batting the fingers away.

BOOM!

"Gyah!" he cried out. "I…" The little duelist blushed in shame. "I'm afraid of lightning and thunder," he said quietly, hugging the pillow closer to his chest. "I wanted to sleep here with you."

Yami looked slightly disconcerted, but hugged his hikari anyway. "Sure, love."

Yuugi snuggled further into the embrace, but froze as soon as he was completely adjacent to Yami's curled body. "Yami…Yami-koi…? If I may ask…are you…wearing pants?"

Yami hugged Yuugi tighter, grinding his bare hips against his love's pajama clad behind. "Why should I when I sleep in the nude?"

Yuugi squeaked and tried to wriggle out of Yami's grip, but the dark held firm.

"Come on, love. You did say you were afraid of thunder. Why leave now?"

"Why?" Yuugi repeated. "Why? Because you're naked. You're naked and horny."

Boom!

"'M not horny…" Yami murmured into his light's hair, burrowing his nose deeper into the colored tresses. "Just naked."

"Oh bloody…" Yuugi muttered to himself, furrowing his eyebrows. "Let go of me. I'll summon Kuriboh or something and sleep in my own room."

"But…" Yami hugged him tighter. "You're mine, not Kuriboh's."

Yuugi sighed. "Yes, yes, but Kuriboh doesn't get naked a hug me breathless."

"That's no fair! Kuriboh has no clothes, so he doesn't count."

Yuugi rolled his eyes and tried to wiggle out of Yami's grip. He froze once again when a draft reached his mysteriously exposed stomach, and his bare breast rubbed against Yami's arm.

Boom! Cracklezzz…

The light had just realized that the perverted pharaoh he called his lover had just unbuttoned all of the buttons of his pajama top.

"Uhm-hmm… So you've finally realized?" Yami purred, slightly loosening his grip on Yuugi's chest so that his fingers brushed over the other's pale skin.

Yuugi shuddered and resisted the urge to moan as Yami's warm fingers massaged and kneaded the chilled skin of his chest, rubbing more thoroughly at his nipples. "N…no Yami. It's late and I have to go to sleep."

The fingers plucked once more at the perked nubs before trailing down lower, past a lean belly and to the waistband of a pair of pajama bottoms.

"Nghh, ahh…" Yuugi squirmed as the insistent fingers delved under the first layer of fabric, feeling through his boxers. He couldn't help but voice his pleasures this time. "Oh Ra, oh Ra, oh Ra…" he continued to moan as the digits probed under the cloth.

"So I'm a god now?" Yami asked in a teasingly expectant tone. "Well gods are almighty and get all the sex they want." He rested his pairs of index and middle fingers on Yuugi's inner thighs, dangerously close to the smaller one's balls, and placed his last two fingers on the top of his thighs.

"Gyuh…na…" Yuugi moaned again, spitting out incoherent nonsense that left Yami chuckling slightly.

"You're so pretty, love."

BOOM!

Yuugi jumped at the unexpected noise so that Yami's fingers banged against his private (or not-so-private, seeing that Yami had already gotten in there) area. Oh my gods... he thought to himself in panic. He's completely naked, and I'm gonna get a hard-on really soon. This can't end up anywhere good. (Killah: Oh but on the contraire… /fiendish grin/)

Yami grinded his hips into his light's end once more, smirking in triumph as he earned another hot little moan from those full, pink lips. Oh was he going to get some tonight…

We're DONE.

The blinds were suddenly pulled up, revealing a calm, cerulean-hued black sky.

Yami stopped his ministrations for a minute and turned his head to the source of dark light.

"Whoops, there goes the storm," Yuugi squeaked hurriedly, pushing Yami's hands out of his undergarments. "I guess I'm not scared anymore- BYE!" And the light wiggled out of his dark's grip, jumped out of the bed, and ran like hell, trying to button his top back up at the same time.

"DAMN IT!" Yami yelled in frustration. "MAHAAD! Get your ass in gear and bring it over here!" (Killah: Mahaado, too, yes, but I like the sound of Mahaad better. Like Atem. I like Atem (even though I tend to use Atemu x.X). So…yes. Mahaad.)

Poof. There was Mahaad, in his Dark Magician garb, with his arms akimbo and his brows furrowed sternly. "You called?" he asked, his voice icy, though somehow still carrying that tone of respect.

"What happened to the storm?" Yami demanded.

The Summoned Skull appeared beside his purple clad monster-mate to answer the dark's question. "Excuse me, master of the shadows, but to keep the storm rolling, Mahaad and I had to collect our energies and merge them together. We had decided not to bother wasting our power on your fruitless attempt."

"Fruitless?" Yami repeated. "It was far from fruitless."

"The farthest you were getting," Akott, the Summoned Skull, pointed out, "was petty molestation."

"No I wasn't-" Yami thought it over for a minute. "Okay, fine, I was, but I could have gotten farther if the storm had kept raging."

"We were not about to sit here and watch your damn homosexual pornography," Mahaad snapped.

Akott mimicked Mahaad's stance, crossing his arms happily. "We have our own porn!" he said excitedly. "Mana and Charz, getting down, hot and heavy!"

Mahaad smacked his monster-mate upside the skull. "No one's supposed to know, Ako!"

"S'not my fault you felt like sticking a camcorder in Mana's room…" Akott muttered, rubbing the back of his head.

Yami rolled his eyes and sighed.

Operation Fear; Part II: Failed

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Killah: No, not as much smut, but it's a bit longer than the first chapter, isn't it? n.n Tee hee… And I'm sorry for the looong wait. X.x School's started up again and I have to study for the academic decathlon. X.X

I have half of the next chapter written up, but it you want it to come soon, then send me your lovely reviews! n.n If I get as many as I did the first chapter, I swear I'll update sooner. If I get three-fourths, I'll try to update soon. If I get half, I might take longer. If I get waaayy less, my mind might… slip a bit and I might just sit here like a retard for a while. Yes, I am blackmailing, or bribing, or whatever-ing you for reviews. So submit to my demands and review. n.n