It's Not A Game Anymore - Ch 2
His face turns sheet-white with an added look of horror. There, on his neck just where it meets his shoulder, is a freshly given hickey.
Yugi blinks in disbelief. His hand shoots up to his neck, he rubs a thumb over it gently. Wincing at the light soreness from it, pure shock written across his face. He turns away and scrubs his eyes with both hands to try and clear his mind. He steps into the warmed shower, closing the frosted glass door and sighing as the hot water runs down his tense body.
He furiously scrubs his skin to try clearing his mind and distract from the massive rush of hormones that is coursing through him. There had been many times Atem had popped into Yugi's mind over the years when he was horny or craving affection or touch. But until now he had always had control over the situation.
Placing a palm against the cool tile he tried to regain control of his breathing, when had he lost control? His erection is getting painfully hard to ignore now, fully erect and twitching eagerly.
Hesitantly Yugi reaches down, taking himself in his hand and stroking slowly. Pleasure shoots through him, he groans, continuing to stroke in long, slow strokes. He puts his hand on the shower wall in front of himself to keep himself steady, groaning at the hot water on his back.
He moans while stroking faster, working his hand over his hard cock. Soon the bathroom is filled with steam, Yugi continues to work himself faster in his fist. The sooner he can cum the sooner his head will clear. He's absolutely sure that whatever has happened tonight must be from some hormone induced trip causing this whole horny illusion.
He struggles to get closer. He finally lets his walls down, fantasizing about the kiss, the searing hickey Atem had left on his neck. His non-dominant hand flies up to touch the sore spot on his neck, he cums as the final sensation throws him over the edge. Fireworks explode behind his eyes as he works himself till he's sure his balls are empty.
Sighing he turns, positioning himself to lean against the cool tiles of the shower wall. Any evidence of the last 15 minutes going down the drain as he regains his composure. Once getting a hold of his bearing he squirts some shampoo into his palm, setting the bottle off to the side and rubbing his hands together before running his fingers through his hair to work up a lather then rinsing it out till the suds disappear from the bottom of the tub.
After washing his hair he shuts off the water, opens the shower door to grab a towel, and starts to dry off. His heated skin meeting the cool air helps relax him farther. He finally feels like he's back to himself. Stepping out of the shower, he ruffles the towel over his head to try and soak the water up out of his hair.
Yugi takes a breath, wrapping the towel around his waist and steps in front of the mirror. He takes a brush and begins to brush through his wild hair, he spots the hickey on his neck and swallows hard. It still being there meant that Atem truly did have his hands on him or Seto's machine was really good at the "reality" portion of the VR experience.
Yugi finishes brushing his hair, walking into his room he grabs a pair of black cotton shorts and a black cotton tank top. He throws the covers back and crawls in between the cool sheets. He runs a thumb over his neck to feel the reddened sore spot. If a good night's sleep doesn't somehow make it all go away he might have to get creative and find a way to cover it up before work tomorrow.
The next morning.
Yugi yawns, rolling over, the bright light from the window peeking in from behind the shades helping him rouse from sleep. He stretches his arms out above his head before grabbing his phone off of the nightstand beside his bed.
The clock on his phone reads 9am, the perfect amount of time to get up, make breakfast, and game or relax before going to open the shop. He rolls himself out of bed, heading downstairs to the kitchen. He decides a fruit parfait sounds like an amazing breakfast and goes to pull out all the ingredients.
Once he's made his parfait and cleaned up the kitchen he heads to the basement to see about gaming. As he reaches the base level of the house and rounds the corner he spots the gaming capsule exactly the way he left it last night, open and with the connection wire tossed haphazardly to the side.
He sits at the computer next to it, scooping bites of parfait into his mouth as he contemplates what to do. He picks up his phone, sliding the screen open before opening the camera app. He lifts his phone and tilts his face upward, sure enough, the hickey is still on his neck. He wrinkles his nose in confusion as he sets his phone down on the desk.
After finishing his parfait Yugi sets his bowl down on the desk, he sets an alarm on his phone to remind him to get dressed, and sets up the capsule. Once inside, he focuses on putting himself under. Once he's sure that he's in, he imagines the massive inner workings on the palace throne room.
Egypt
There at the head of the room perched on top of the gold throne, is Atem, still dressed in his Egyptian Pharaoh garb, looking as divine as ever. His attention is currently turned on a man who seems to be a commoner from the city speaking about something important. Atem nods in contemplation, fully focused on the man.
Yugi looks down to see he's still in his attire from yesterday that Atem had given him. His cheeks redden as he remembers yesterday's events. Maybe, just maybe, he will give in today and see if his mind lets up any in the aftermath.
Once the man speaking to Atem finally leaves, the Pharaohs' eyes sweep the throne room, eyes landing firmly on Yugi's stature. Yugi can't help but feel like he did in high school, small and insignificant. "You may approach, my light." Atem's voice booms out across the large, nearly empty, room.
Yugi walks up the steps in front of Atem, he considers kneeling like the man before him but decides against it after remembering being told not to yesterday. He stands before Atem, clasping his hands in front of him. Atem smirks and sizes Yugi up. "Decided to come back for more after all?"
Yugi squirms at the thought. He both craved to be back alone in the Pharaohs room instead of out in a public setting under Atem's haughty, teasing gaze. "I wished to speak with you about yesterday, yes."
Atem nods and leans back. Yugis eyes search the room in hesitation. Although few people are actually around and most are focused on their own tasks he cant help but feel like airing his sexual desires would be a bad idea in this setting. "Go on." Atem prods.
Yugi looks around nervously, Atem reads the hesitation on Yugi's face and waves a dismissive hand. "Pay no mind to them Yugi, I could bend you over right here and now and they wouldn't bat an eye. It's their job." Atem says a little too loudly for Yugi's liking.
Yugis face goes bright red, he swallows thickly and casts his eyes to the floor. "I-I would like to possibly continue what we started yesterday. Just to see…what happens…"
Atem smirks, nodding and standing from his place on the throne he takes Yugi's hand, leading him down the same corridors as yesterday to the same beautiful yet simple room.
Yugi's eyes land on the huge bed with white and gold linens. Atem leads Yugi carefully to the bed, he motions for Yugi to get on the bed, and he does, crawling up to the center of the bed and splaying out on the cool white sheets.
Atem drinks in Yugi's appearance as if he's dying of thirst and Yugi is the Nile. He carefully crawls on top of Yugi, placing his hands at either side of his head, one knee between Yugi's barely spread thighs and the other just outside of Yugi's thigh. The white garb hugging Yugi's body slowly rides up Yugi's pale thighs, exposing his sensitive thighs.
Atem's hands slide up Yugi's sides slowly to tease and build anticipation. Atem's mouth meets Yugi's in a heated kiss, tongues roaming over each other, sweet moans falling from both of them, heat pooling in Yugi's stomach as the Pharaohs wandering hands creep up his sides, making Yugi melt underneath them.
Atem brings his mouth from Yugi's, down to a pale, exposed neck and lightly sucks on the red mark on Yugi's neck. Yugi tosses his head back against the plush pillow, letting out a surprised moan. Before he can register what's happening, Atem's hand is under the white fabric of his tunic, pulling it up and over his head. With the top gone, Atem focuses his attention on the bottom portion of the garb. He grabs the waist and slides it down, past Yugi's small hips, over his creamy thighs, and off of Yugi's body, tossing it onto the floor without care.
Atem places one hand on Yugi's pale chest while his other hand lands just above Yugi's bare waist. "Yugi, my innocent little light, you have to tell me what you want."
Yugi groans and lifts his head to see himself under Atem, laid bare, skin flushed pink, cock hard as rock. He whimpers and throws his head back again. "Please Atem, touch me, let me feel you finally after all these years of pretending this isn't what I wanted, just let me give in and have you."
Atem needs no further instruction. Without haste, he takes Yugi's erection into his hand, he strokes lightly while leaving kisses over Yugi's pale neck and using his other hand to tease Yugi's sensitive nipples. Yugi's body comes off the bed in a beautiful arch as Atem works his body into blissful submission.
Yugi utters incoherent strings of moans and curses, keeping his head back, eyes shut, breathing through the immense pleasure Atem is creating in his body. Yugi nearly loses it when he lifts his head to look at Atem, his own hair wild, eyes wide and blissed out, to see Atem lean down and lick the gathering pre cum on his tip. Yugi pants as he nears that edge he desperately doesn't want to fall over yet.
Just as he feels he's about to burst he hears his alarm going off and curses the fact he didn't account for time beforehand. He gently nudges Atem who looks at him in confusion. "I have to go, I have to go to work, I promise I'll be back later after I'm done and I swear we can do so much more."
Yugi shuffles out of bed and sees Atem's forlorn face. He instantly feels guilt flood his system and scratches his head in debate, he sighs in defeat. The game shop would be fine getting opened later when the high schoolers came to open. Yugi climbs back into the cushy bed with Atem, he brings his face level with the Pharaohs and kisses him. "Ill stay."
Atem grins, pushing Yugi back down onto the bed, a dark look appears in Atem's eyes as he takes both of Yugi's wrists in one hand. Shadow magic holds both of Yugi's wrists pinned above him to the bed. Yugi swallows, his amethyst eyes meeting flaming crimson. "No more leaving." Is all that Atem says before positioning Yugi's legs open, tethering them to the bed.