Zypher: Same rules as chapter 7. there is intimacy involved that is weaved into this chapter that can't be cut so skip it with my fancy little break ~0~.

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The Sample Platter

Chapter 12

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As a dragon, Yugi was notorious for marking places he had been. He used them as ways to remember his favorite places that he would visit again when he wanted or places to avoid that would be a danger to his health. Claw marks, scenting or even a little bit of urine (that is usually one he's embarrassed to do), everyone will know where the Gandora has been and will avoid to keep themselves safe. But in time, he had other ways to mark.

These particular marks were more personal to him. Marks of possession, of claim. These were marks of a mated dragon. A dragon that wishes to protect its nest and its mate. Yugi has used these excessively since obtaining a mate and never once regrets the outrageous amount he does. Dragons knew well to stay away for a Gandora is a force to be reckoned with. To disturb anything that is personal to one would be met with teeth in their neck, submitting unless they chose death.

Equally so, the same was said for humans. They were never allowed to come near his nest, begging for help for what they have done in the past. Not all were at fault but Yugi refused to put himself or his mate out into the line of fire ever again. His mate suffered wounds, disgusting, vile marks that should never taint him without Yugi's permission. Calling him a hero for them when he suffered their carelessness.

He made them pay, made them suffer, then sheltered his mate in their nest, their home, with marks that warned everyone to never come close lest they suffer his wrath. Now, safe and at peace, Yugi chose a day to reaffirm his marks, remind all that would see his mate and know he was the partner of the Gandora.

He may be human but he was still as much of a dragon as Yugi was. And it will always be established in ways only Yugi knows.

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"Aah...Yugi..."

A heavy moan met the other, the soft chuffing growl that denotes a dragon well within a pleasurable swell of mating pheromones filling the silent air. Atemu was sprawled over the bed, a clutter of blankets that was created to resemble a dragon's nest. Above him hovered his beloved dragon in human skin, said dragon completely enslaved by instinctual drive. It had been so long since they had personal time to themselves, comfortable with living their homely lives together that they haven't divulged into their carnal desires for release.

It was one day where Yugi finally took the first step to initiate, rubbing himself bodily against Atemu when the other was at work in the garden. Atemu chuckled, brushing it aside as Yugi worked to scent him again. It has been a while since and while no dragons were competition that would require him to have the scent mark, it was still welcomed by the Gandora's visceral pull to do so.

"Mm, my mate...mine..." Yugi huffed against the back of Atemu's neck, nipping softly with his exposed fangs. The nips send a shiver down Atemu's spine. The crawl of desire curdled in his blood but shook himself from falling into it. He wanted to get work around the house done before Yugi could drag him off. The dragon was persistent, though, following in his shadow while he moved about the garden.

Plucking weeds and pulling wilted leaves and flowers all under the violet gaze made Atemu tense with anticipation. The dragon was waiting for the right moment to pounce and with how unpredictable Yugi was being, he couldn't judge just when he would. The trust they had made it so Atemu knew he wasn't in immediate danger by his own dragon yet the thrill of it all set his blood ablaze.

The feel of being prey under scrutiny of a predator was just one of those euphoric desires spurned by Yugi's presence. He was a loving, devoting creature but under that shell was one that was possessive, fussy and lustful with need. And it was clear today chose to slowly unleash that beast for Atemu to manage. The rider took his steps slowly as he worked, blind to one side if Yugi chose to utilize his blind spot to strike.

Yugi continued to watch, awaiting the right moment. Occasionally, he would step close, brushing fingers against exposed skin. The prickle of his claws scratching made a moan escape Atemu a couple times but kept to the work. Was it a deliberate tease to rile the dragon up? Perhaps, but the teasing would bring results soon. It was just a matter of how long.

Picking up the watering can, Atemu went to the small pond to fill the can. Yugi's pupils thinned watching him move, curls of smoky dragon's breath escaping as Atemu gathered water. When he stood, the dragon struck. The can rolled, spilled water soaking into the grass, the dragon pinning his mate down and was already lavishing his neck with scrapes of the fully transformed rows of fangs to fill his mouth.

Atemu couldn't help the shameless groan slipping past his lips, legs adjusting to allow Yugi to slip between them. He did so with ease, hardly making a move to pull his lips and teeth from his throat, rutting against Atemu with impassioned desire. "Yugi..." he groaned, hoping that the dragon was still lucid enough to hear. "The bedroom...please...nest..."

The words reached the dragon, making him pull back slowly to look him in the eye. "Nest..." He breathed, lifting himself then Atemu, pulling him onto his feet. Violet eyes gazed into scarlet before Yugi snapped forward, Atemu giving a louder groan as teeth latched onto his exposed spot between his shoulder and neck. The bite wasn't deep enough to bleed but the marks would definitely grow into a bruise.

Yugi licked the wounds with a rumbling purr, nuzzling against his chin with his head to spread more of his scent on Atemu's skin through the roots of his hair. Atemu panted, trying to urge the dragon to the nest as he wouldn't put it past Yugi to forget the request the more he was able to get Atemu to reciprocate his actions. A creature of habit, he was just following what nature said and it was roaring to claim his partner, mark and mate him to reestablish his claims for others to know what they can't take.

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Atemu swallowed, taking Yugi's hands now and began to lead him back to the house. Yugi followed obediently, realizing after a moment where they were heading and went to take the lead, stepping into their home, their nest, and went for the bedroom. Along the way, Yugi engrossed himself with scenting him vigorously. Rubbing his head and body against him, to any dragon, Atemu would be mistaken as one with how much of Yugi's scent was on him.

He pawed at the dirt-ridden clothes, wanting them off but still held the sense to not tear them to shreds. He wanted to, but kept himself behaved at least with that. Once they passed the threshold of the open doorway leading into their room, Yugi took no time to shove Atemu on the bed. Atemu fell back on the plush surface, noting already the changes made, sheets and pillows fluffed up to create a physical nest.

Atemu could only assume this was made earlier before Yugi came to get him. Though, he would admit that as pretty as it was, actually making it to the nest was questionable as Yugi could've very well taken him on the forest floor if allowed. They were here now, cycling back to the beginning with Atemu lost in the euphoric haze brought by Yugi, hovering above him to look for his next place to mark.

The bruise on his neck was already blooming, making Yugi proud as he nuzzled the spot then took in the offending clothes still in the way. He reached out, unbuttoning the dirty shirt to slip off his mate's body, tossing it to the floor. Violet eyes tracked over the strong chest, furrowed brows looking at pale remnants of old wounds. Close calls and lucky arrow shots marred the perfect skin, leaving behind a tapestry of their dragon rider history.

The reminders of "excellent job" and "your services will be rewarded" made the dragon livid, glaring at the marks like they offended him and, to a dragon, it would. He wanted to erase them, cover those scars with his own and to a lust-addled dragon brain, action came before thought. Atemu nearly screamed when he felt claws digging into his flesh, cock jumping in his pants as the mix of pain and pleasure registered to his brain.

Yugi ran claws over each mark, not shedding blood but enough where the marks shadowed the ones left years ago. They were stains, cruelly made by others and Yugi didn't like them. He only wanted his marks to litter Atemu's skin, his personal reminders of the work he put to court and love this human below him. Only Atemu could control Gandora and Gandora could only trust Atemu.

They fit together like two puzzle pieces and Yugi would be plussed to keep that reminder known. Another scratch and Atemu gasped out his name, making the dragon shudder pleasantly at the sound. Wide eyes looked down upon his mate, a grin splitting his face, showing the sharp rows still on display.

"Tell me what you want, Atemu. Let me make you feel good."

"I-I want you...need you, Yugi..."

"Mm, but how...how do you want me..."

Yugi knew he was teasing, Atemu lost to the haze of pheromones the dragon was exuding. In normal cases, a human wouldn't be able to smell them like others but the constant presence of being around Yugi when he pumps out loads of them, Atemu began to pick them up. And, through magic cast upon him, felt the same heat as any other dragon when scenting the pheromones.

Yugi's head perked as another heady moan left his mate, hand moving to drag down his own chest, over the raised lines left behind by his claws and down to the hem of his pants. A breathy exhale of Yugi's name, then the hand palmed his own cock, trying to alleviate the building arousal working itself into a frenzy. Yugi's mouth watered to the sight, doing nothing yet as he wanted to enjoy the sight of Atemu rousing himself into a sputtering mess of lust begging for his touch.

Atemu whined and moaned, hips arching into the palm of his hand trying to chase whatever pleasure he could but the rubbing of fabric against his cock was not enough. Finally, he shoved the pants down, unable to take it anymore, wrapping a hand around his cock, grunting as he began to pump his fist around it. However, that didn't last long, Yugi swooping in to take over, pushing his hand away and slotting himself against Atemu.

Clothed hips rutted against his arousal, the dragon above panting softly while Atemu felt the hard swell of Yugi's own, swallowing with anticipation. Gods, he would be overexaggerating with the words to run a mile through his head but he wanted that monster inside of him earlier. "Yugi..." Atemu hissed, the small beads of precum leaving a stained spot against the cotton pants with each roll of Yugi's taunting hips.

They both know what they wanted yet Yugi chose to prolong it, instinct taking a back seat for now. It won't last for long but Atemu won't last long either if he keeps this up. Yugi grinned, moving to grasp his shirt to pull off and toss to the side. "Hungry? I am too. So let's stop beating around the bush, shall we..." Yugi moved, shucking away Atemu's pants then his own then pressed their bodies together, molding together with a tender chuff.

Atemu writhed against the body on top, the sweltering heat emanating from Yugi's core and the burning cock that rested on his stomach. Yugi was like a furnace atop him, burning away old marks to brand him with new one but the truest brand was the one to lay over his stomach. The one to mark him so deep as Yugi's own.

The human body has its limitations even with magic, but it sure didn't change the equipment in the slightest to a new body compared to the dragon. The cock was long and girthy, with a tapered head and slight ridges running the length of it that drove Atemu insane, rubbing into all the right spots. He could remember the first time the topic was brought up, both observing each other and trying to figure out how to approach the matter.

Yugi had worried, wanting so much to mate his partner but feared hurting him, even with the barest assurances that Atemu would be fine. It had been a trial at first, both inexperienced and learning about each other through it. Now, they knew their bodies as well as themselves, bringing a longing euphoria with each touch and grind of the hips. But they weren't getting anywhere just thinking about it, Atemu raising his hips to urge his dragon that he was nearly begging for him now.

Yugi started it, and now Atemu wanted him to finish it. To be speared open and loved by his loving dragon who meant worlds to him. Yugi rumbled something against his chest, lifting himself up to gaze into the single scarlet eye hazed over by ecstasy. Before Atemu could speak, Yugi moved forward, capturing his lips in a wanton kiss, tongue sliding between them to tangle with Atemu's, coaxing little sounds from his rider.

It was a start but still not enough to settle the fire burning within. When Yugi pulled away, he reached for the side table where everything he needed was set in advance. He would need a bit of assistance on Atemu's end for the next step as his hands weren't in working shape for nothing more than marking old scars for his personal satisfaction.

"Atemu~ I need your wonderful hands to work with me~" Yugi purred, pressing the bottle of lubricant into his hands once he got a handful for himself. When the glass container registered to his hazy thoughts, Atemu began to move.

Up on his knees and fingers coated in the thick lubricant, Atemu began to tease and work the rim of his ass open, a show that Yugi welcomed himself to watch while he stroked himself. Oh, how beautiful his mate was when lost to the amorous haze of pleasure. Watching those lovely fingers work to stretch him open one at a time, the wanton gasps and moans that leave those pretty lips.

How can Yugi expect the same of a dragon when his rider was so, so much better. They can call him foolish and stupid, a fool who leaves no legacy behind. Yugi cares for none of it as long as he can see this vision of splendor when he wakes every morning and when he lays his head down to sleep. The path Yugi took as the great dragon of destruction was as the fates written and if it wasn't what they intended when he and Atemu crossed paths, he would destroy it again and again as he would any enemy to do him wrong.

Strings of precum dripped from the flushed head of Atemu's cock, a tantalizing line that diverted Yugi's eye from the sight of the fingers working him open. A hungry purr left the dragon, Yugi landing on his hands to crawl forward, long tongue reaching up to catch the next drop, making Atemu suck in a breath at the vision. By the gods, Yugi was relentless this time around, a likely product of the long passage of time since they were last intimate together.

With this freedom unbound to a dragon's mating cycle, Yugi was reaping well the fruits of it. No snappy females or haughty males. Just himself, his rider and hours of mind-blowing orgasms that would have his rider tuckered out. Yugi grinned, giving the head a quick lick, making the hips jerk forward in response to the touch, a gasp of Yugi's name spilling from Atemu's lips. A hand moved, taking Atemu's wrist in hand with care then motioned for him to pull away.

The slick sound made Yugi's body thrum with need when the digits emerged from the stretched rim, the dragon positioning Atemu on his back and hiking his legs to settle around him. Atemu trembled with anticipation, feeling the brush of the tapered point prodding at his rim. Clawed hands braced on his hips, a smiling face meeting his single gaze and wet tongue flicking the tip of his nose then Atemu let out a long, shameless moan when he felt the wide head press in.

Yugi took it slow even if he wanted to snap his hips forward and bury himself completely into the warm heat wrapped around his cock. Atemu couldn't keep his wits about him, feeling every ridge caress him in all the right ways, calling out Yugi's name in a blissful mantra. Gods, Atemu missed this feeling, stretched wide around Yugi's cock as the dragon took care with him.

Only the slightest pinprick of pain still hits him even after his work but it would be soothed fairly soon with Yugi's tender ruts. He was always so careful at the start, something Atemu had appreciated since their first coupling but once he was well accustomed to the dragon, then the real beast would come to the front. That beast is what Atemu ached for.

The pace was slow and sensual, the deep purr vibrating through Yugi's chest as he pressed and pulled lovingly. Toes curled, Atemu rocking his hips to meet with Yugi's pace, panting as the ridges dragged against the inner walls. He was so hard he felt he could pop at any moment but kept a lid tight on the boiling pot of ecstasy threatening to take him under.

He wanted to cherish this moment, relishing the feel of Yugi's even thrusts and rolling his hips to meet each of them in kind. In time, Yugi felt the need for more, pupils growing sharp as he moved a hand from his hip and onto his thigh, the prick of claws digging slightly into the skin. Atemu gripped on the blankets that made the nest to brace himself, chest heaving with uncontrolled huffs as Yugi pulled back then slammed back in.

A howl of unabashed pleasure escaped Atemu, crying out Yugi's name as the dragon began to mate him ravenously. Each thrust was hard and fast, a ferocity that Atemu tried to match with, sending Yugi deeper inside with each roll of the hips, grinding down in all the right places. His legs splayed out, one held tight in Yugi's hand while the other laid across the nest of blankets, fingers gripped tight when his body was slowly lifted with each thrust.

The slap of skin on skin, the labored breaths and heated growls, all of it filled the air into a growing crescendo of harmony as both grew closer to their peaks. "Yugi...Yugi..." Atemu gasped, unable to keep control of himself. He was so close, the coil of desire wounding tighter in the pit of his stomach and coming so close to snapping.

"Mm, Atemu, you're so close~ I can feel you squeezing me snugly~" Yugi purred, his voice far from its usual candor, his dragon and speaking voices meshing together into a cocktail of idyllic fire. "Won't you come for your Gandora, pretty please?" His request was punctuated with another hard thrust, making sure the ridged cock grinded against the sweet spot and Atemu felt the coil snap.

A cry of unrestrained emotion escaped his throat, body shaking with the force of his orgasm as pearly white ropes of cum decorated across his chest and stomach. To give him something to ground himself with than a flimsy blanket, Yugi slid his hand to twine their fingers together, his own thrusts becoming erratic as he kept going. He wanted to milk Atemu of everything, to keep feeling the squeeze and release of that velvet warmth around him just a bit longer.

His mate would be oversensitive when all was said and done but it was so worth it.

Yugi gave a couple more thrusts, pressing against him enough to lift his hips into the final thrust before the dragon crashed onto his own. Atemu shuddered, the cock inside him swelling with the coming orgasm and warmth bloomed inside, a lazy smile curling his lips before the smile became a short grimace. Clearly Yugi wasn't full of marking him up, placing another bite on the opposite side of his neck. "Agh, Yugi...you've marked me inside and out...sure no dragon could compete with me now."

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"They couldn't compete with you to start." Yugi mumbled when he pulled his mouth away, licking the spot. "But they are welcome to try. They won't beat this, though." Atemu gave a weak moan, Yugi offering one last thrust then pulled away, completely spent. Settling Atemu's leg down and situating the other who was too tired to get comfortable himself, Yugi curled against his back, wrapping his arms around him to hold him close.

Atemu snuggled back into Yugi's embrace, feeling the gentle heat against his back, soothing the ache in his muscles, tiredness beginning to seep into his bone. Content and happy bearing the marks of his dragon, Atemu drifted into an easy slumber. Just before he went under, he felt a gentle nuzzle behind his ear.

"Love you, Atemu~"