Part three of Summer Day.

Warning: Lemon.

26! - Mid-Summer's Night

One year and seven months after Yami's revival from his coma.

With reluctant fingers, Atem pulled open the bag and slowly began taking the items out of it. He placed them on the bed, his facial expressions becoming more alarmed with each item he took out. A pair of handcuffs, a paddle, a blindfold, a leather whip, a leather harness with plenty of belt buckles, and a cock ring. Holy, fucking, shit. Okaaay, this was a lot to take in. Considering what Yami could have come home with, this was pretty tame. But still, this was a little weird. As Yugi began pulling Yami's top over his head, he turned to the side to see the items Atem placed on the bed. His eyes widened at the sight. They couldn't believe Yami was into this kind of shit.

Gradually, Yugi completely pulled off Yami's shirt and threw it over the bed. He lowered his hands to undo his pants, pulling them down to his ankles. Atem tossed the bag away, and sat down to really take a good look at this stuff. With a curious expression, Atem glanced at Yami. "Yami?"

"Hm?"

"The fuck is this shit?"

"Toys."

"I've gathered that." He deadpanned.

Yami yanked down his boxers and kicked them off. "Then don't ask questions you know the answers to, Atem." He instructed Yugi to sit with Atem on the bed. Yugi nodded and walked over to the Egyptian to sit next to him. The hacker poked at the paddle and whip, making small frowns.

Atem pushed his tongue in his cheek at that little smart remark. "You want me to punch you in your fucking teeth?"

"I like being able to eat without dentures, no thank you." The agent replied. Now completely naked, he stood in front of the two and shrugged. "So, what are you going to do?"

Yugi scratched behind his head while squinting his eyes. "Uhh," He stammered. "I'm actually familiar with all of this stuff-" He saw that Atem immediately turned to him with a shocked expression. Before he could say anything, Yugi blushed and hushed him. "Shh, shut up." He said bashfully. "A-Anyway, I've seen worse. I used to watch a bunch of porn when I was a little younger. I actually used some on myself right before I met Atemu in your high school." He rubbed his hand on the Egyptian's thigh. "That's when Joey and I stopped being intimate, and I needed special attention." He winked at Yami when he said that. "I used a butt plug too."

"Jesus." Atem stared at Yugi. "Seriously?"

Yugi lightly punched his shoulder with a chuckle. "Oh come on, the big bad ex-assassin is s-scared of some little sex toys?"

He was met with a red eyed glare. "Don't make me force you in the shower and shave you."

"N-Nooo! I didn't mean it!"

"Look," Atem turned to Yami. "I'm not judging you or anything, either of you. This is just, weird. Really, really fucking weird and a little uncomfortable. I mean, I once killed a married couple while they were having sex, who were using some of this stuff." He then lowered his gaze, moving to sit on the bed Indian style. That's when he frowned, as if he didn't like the information he just gave them. "No, no that's not it..." As if he was deep in thought, he became silent. Yami grimaced and stepped over to sit in front of the two men.

He feared there was a certain reason why Atem didn't feel comfortable with this. "Is it, that?"

Atem rose his eyes up at him. "What?"

Yami shifted around a bit. "You know," He tried to say it without actually saying it. "That. When you were fifteen."

"Oh." The Egyptian blinked. "Oh you mean the whole Mai thing." He shook his head and flagged this off. "No, it's not that. Those fuckers used nothing but their fists to destroy me. No, it's something else." He sighed and glanced over at Yugi. "It's, something that I don't mind telling you, I'm just wary of your reaction."

Both Yugi and Yami furrowed their brows. "What do you mean?" They both asked.

Atem made a sheepish smile and looked to the side. "Seto and I may have, used some of this stuff when we were fucking around."

Simultaneously, they both gave an empty glare at him. "Oh..."

"But that's why this feels weird." He looked at Yami. "He used a paddle and a blindfold on me. I mean that was it but, it feels wrong because now I'm about to have sex with his little brother using the same shit." He brought up one knee to lean on it. "I'm sorry. I know that's not what you want to hear on your birthday." He said softly.

Yami just rolled his eyes and turned away. "You're forgiven. It's fine, just a little annoying." He scowled. "Everything I want to do with you, my brother or Joey already did. Your first real kiss, your first good orgasm...They both took it all first. I may have taken Yugi's virginity, but no one could take yours, Atem. It had to be stolen from you, when I should have took it myself." His possessive tone caused some warmth to grow in the Egyptian's cheeks. "'Feels like someone's always one step ahead of me, taking things that should be mine." He blew out some air and shook his head. "It isn't fair. I should have everything." That selfish statement made the two men flattered. "You're both mine, and I want everything you have to be mine." He then moved to push himself closer towards the BDSM items. "But that's okay," He said while taking the harness into his hands. "Because if I can't take everything from you, you'll just have to take everything from me."

Atem and Yugi blinked several times at Yami's actions.

As he strapped the harness onto his own body, he continued to speak. "You took my first kiss, you took my virginity, and my first date was with you two. You were my first everything. Everything that I have, is yours." He tightened the straps on his torso, and it looked extremely uncomfortable. The men winced at how hard he was pulling, but they noticed that's once he did, Yami's expression became more heated. "Shit," He cursed. "I want you both to treat me how ever you want, okay?" He asked with a hazy voice. "I don't care what it is, just don't kill me. I want this, I want all of it."

Yami was someone born into luxury. Sure his parents were killed, but they were already loaded. He had money all of his life, and got all the material things he ever wanted. Still, material things weren't enough. But these two, they could fill that quota. They, were enough. Selfishly, Yami wanted them to claim everything he's ever had. This was the essence of his masochism. If he couldn't conquer them both physically and romantically, he'd rather be a slave to their every whim.

He would gladly hand over his everything to them.

Curiously, Yugi asked a peculiar question. "When did you realize you were into this? You never asked for us to d-do this all this time, why now?" He pushed himself off of the bed and walked around the bed to grab one of the items. He took the blindfold. "I ask because I'm a sadist." He chuckled a little. "I know, k-kinda obvious," He stepped next to Yami and rubbed his fingers against the smooth material of the mask. "But I realized when I got a little older, that I liked being in control of people. That's why I love being an assassin, because I get to treat humans like livestock." His voice was becoming cold rather quickly. He gave Yami a hungry gaze, his dark purple eyes clouding in strong desire. "I'm someone who can't even hold a glass of water without dropping it because of my nerves. I get heart attacks easily, and I still need help going up and down the stairs," He slowly licked his lips and leaned closer towards Yami. "Someone always has to take care of me, like I'm this fragile, weak little flower." He lowered his hand, trailing the blindfold up and down the agent's skin. "But with you," He moved his face closer to his ear, his lips grazing his lobe. "I could do whatever I want." He whispered.

Needless to say, Yami was growing harder. He tried looking away from Yugi, but he was then seized by his harness and yanked closer.

"I could make you my bitch," He gradually let go, trailing his fingers down to his right nipple. "Put a gag in your mouth..."

Yami's breath hitched. "Fuck, yes..." Suddenly, his face was roughly grasped and turned to the side so Yami couldn't see Yugi at all. He was nearly choking him with this hold.

"You didn't answer my question." Yugi uncharacteristically ordered.

"S-Sorry," Yami swallowed a gulp. He was fully erect at this point, that was enough for him. "I realized pretty recently," He could feel Yugi's grip loosen so he could talk more comfortably. "We were having sex, all three of us. It was last month, during your birthday." He still didn't make eye contact with Yugi just in case he didn't want him to. "After everyone left and Hikari went to sleep, we couldn't help ourselves. We got you down onto the couch and, fucked the daylights out of you." He could feel Yugi's hand lower to his shoulder. "It felt so good, then we switched positions. I was on top of you, Atem was on top of me. He was choking me, it felt good. Then we started talking dirty to each other,"

He turned his head towards Atem, who was calmly watching the two with amusement.

"Things got so heated, he slapped me. Not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to leave some redness. But that felt good, too. He kissed me, you were sucking me off," Just talking about it caused Yami's senses to dissolve. Everything felt hazy and warm, he was turning himself on. Yugi's hand began tugging at the harness again. Every pull, every sensation of restraint tightening on his skin was getting him utterly rigid. "I thought that I was weird for liking stuff like that, until I started doing things to myself." He slowly turned to Yugi. "Like you, I started looking up that kind of porn, and I loved every second of it. Ever since then, I just kept picturing myself tied up against a wall, letting Atem whip me while you fuck me."

The Egyptian was suddenly playing around with the handcuffs, looping his fingers through the empty circles. "Yeah, I remember that. You called me a pussy, that I wasn't giving it to you hard enough. So I slapped you and kissed you to shut you up." He briefly looked over at Yugi. "Thing is, I'm not the one you need to worry about when it comes to stuff like this." He gave a smirk to Yami. "I may be a hot head, but I'm not that big of a sadist. Not like Yugi. I mean," He made a small laugh. "This is the same guy who psychologically traumatized a man so much, he had a heart attack and died. Yugi didn't even have to put a hand on him."

"Oh yeah," Yami said. "The guy who hacked you, right?"

"Yup." Yugi replied casually. "Shit himself when he died, too. That happens, though. It was fun." Yugi began pulling the straps of the tight harness over to the mattress. He yanked Yami closer to it, and flipped the blindfold onto his index finger. "All I know is," He then shoved him down onto his back and walked around the bed to get closer to Yami's head. "I want you bad, and I'm hard." He lifted the blindfold up with both hands, slipping it onto his cranium to cover up his eyes. Once the blindfold was on securely behind his ears, Yugi smiled nicely. "I'm s-sorry you're so frustrated. If we could turn back time, I'm sure you would have been our first for everything. But what's in the past is in the past, and there's nothing we can do about that. The most we can do is make new memories. And right now," He looked over at Atem and held out his open palm to him, indicating that he wanted the handcuffs. "I just wanna give you the best nineteenth birthday you'll ever have."

The Egyptian easily tossed over the handcuffs, and Yugi caught them. The hacker moved to pull Yami's arms to his chest, his wrists laying against it. With a few clicks, Yugi successfully clipped the handcuffs onto his wrists. The agent's head rested against a soft pillow, his body laid out in the middle of the bed with his face obscured by the blindfold. He was completely vulnerable and at their disposal. They could see Yami's face reddening. "Thank you," He said breathlessly. "Seriously. I was nervous about doing this at first. I haven't had a black out in so long, and my emotions aren't being suppressed by my brain for some reason." He swallowed anxiously again. "I'm grateful for that but, at the same time I'm not, because it gets hard predicting things. I couldn't predict whether you would accept this or not, whether you'd call me a freak." He tried to smile. "But then I realized that you two wouldn't judge me, that I shouldn't have anything to worry about."

Atem smiled at the agent and scooted himself closer to the hacker. He leaned behind them to grab some of the items, while Yugi took only one of them. Atem had the whip and the paddle, and Yugi had the cock ring. They glanced at each other and shared a heated kiss, licking against each other's tongues and making touches. When they broke the kiss, they turned to Yami with intrigued expressions. "Yami?" Atem asked. "Are you sure about this? Once Yugi gets into it, I don't know if I'll be able to stop him." He reached from behind and swatted Yugi's ass with the paddle. The hacker made a small gasp, before releasing a small moan. "You know he's crazy."

"I know," Yami hotly replied back, his erection was starting to happily stand tall. "This makes it so much better."

Yugi looked extremely impatient, fingering the cock ring with a lustful stare. "I wanna fuck him so bad, Atemu."

"I ain't stopping you." He gave Yugi the paddle, and watched as the hacker gleefully took it and moved to climb on top of Yami.

Once he straddled him, he put down the paddle beside his hip on the sheets. He then leaned down to inspect the ring, thinking about placing it onto Yami's weeping length. He hesitated, as he wasn't sure if the agent knew what he was getting himself into. "Are you sure about this Yami? It might h-hurt."

"But don't you want that to happen?"

Yugi made a small laugh. "Not if it's not enjoyable for you."

Yami shook his head. "No. Trust me, it will be."

"A-Alright then," He gave a hard stare at Yami's member. "Your safe word?"

"Eh?"

"Yami-kun," The hacker smiled at his naiveté. "You're supposed to have a safe word."

"Oh, yeah. Um, I dunno, 'ow'."

"'Ow'." He rose a brow at him. "Couldn't be a l-little more creative?"

"Damn it Yugi, fucking 'red' then." His voice was beginning to sound restless. "Like Atem's eyes."

"'Red'? You sure?"

"Yes, just please get on with it!"

He chuckled at his impatience. "Alright, alright." He then opened his mouth and placed the head into his mouth. Yami immediately gasped as Yugi began sucking up and down. He made sure to give him some strokes, wrapping his tongue around as much skin as he could cover. "Mmn," It would be better if it was a little moist first before applying the ring.

Atem watched with a smirk at Yami's reactions under that blindfold. His mouth kept opening and closing over and over. His entire face was deeply crimson, beyond embarrassed. "A-Ahh, haa...ah..."

After Yugi gulped down more inches of his length to suck for a few more minutes, he finally released it from his lips. Both precum and spit dripped down his shaft. "Let's see, it seems hard enough." He pulled at the ring a bit between his fingers. "I see you made sure you got one that was flexible and adjustable. A good item for newbies like you." Yugi sneered. "You did your research huh? When did you even g-get the time to buy this stuff after the tournament?" As he asked this, he slowly slipped the ring onto the head. Inch by inch, he pushed a little lower. He knew Yami wasn't at all experienced in using these, so he only stopped at the base. Yami groaned, his back arching off of the bed slowly.

"Fffuuuuck..."

"You're not answering my question." He looked over at Atem. "Atem?"

"Uhh," The Egyptian made a puzzled expression at the whip. He threw it around his hands a few times before making a few practice swings. He then turned to Yami's body, eyeing for a good place to smack. He gripped the handle in his fist before swinging down a good swat to Yami's thigh. Very close to his groin. A sharp gasp was heard from Yami as a small red mark appeared on his skin. He made another swing in the same place, and then another that was a little closer. Yami flinched and moaned every time. "Like that, right?" He looked over at Yugi.

"Yeah, that was pretty good." Yugi gave him a suggestively smile. "You've done this before?"

Atem rolled his eyes with a scoff. "Pfft, shuddap. I told you, I only did the blindfold and the paddle." His red eyes then sharpened at the sight of Yami's submissive position.

"S-Shit, shit..." Yami exhaled shakily. "I-I told Seto on the way back home about it. He dropped Joey and Mokuba off first, and we both went in to buy some things. He said he was going to get something for Joey, too." He tried to smile and laugh. "Said he needed a gag for his big mouth."

"Ooh," Yugi blinked a the cock ring as he inspected it more carefully. "This vibrates?" He pressed his fingers around Yami's member onto the ring, feeling something hard. He pushed his digit against it, and it made a small clicking sound. A faint hum echoed throughout the bedroom, and they could both see the ring vibrate onto the organ. Yami nearly fell off the bed, his thighs twitching and jumping from the sensation. Yugi chuckled at his reaction. "Heheh. I don't think he realized that." He flicked his finger against Yami's penis just to taunt him. "I-It's not too tight, right?"

"N-Nnnmm..." He couldn't even speak correctly.

"You're not answering me~" Yugi sang.

Another swat of the flat edge whip struck against Yami's thighs once again. "A-Ah...I'm s-sorry. N-No, it's not. J-Just a little uncomfortable."

"Safe word?"

"Ngh...R-Red."

Yugi patted the side of his face. "Just making sure." He watched as Yami's erection became just a little bit bigger. It wasn't swelling, that was good. "Now w-we can get to the fun part!" He smiled and carelessly pushed Yami over on his side. "Get on your knees." He ordered while raising the wooden paddle in his hand. Once Yami did as he was told with some whimpers, he swung it into the agent's arse. This earned him another groan. "A-Aww, a mark showed up." He poked the red print that was quickly becoming visible on his asscheek. "Also, you're no longer allowed to call us by our names." The smile on Yugi's face quickly vanished. "You will now refer to Atem as 'sir', and you will refer to me as 'daddy'." He saw in the corner of his eye that Atem looked a little surprised by that. "Yeah, I know what you call him when I'm not around."

Atem just blinked. "Well don't look at me. Heba told us to call him that. He says he got it from you watching this type of shit online. It's kind of your fault."

"I figured that, but that's my thing right now." Yugi placed another smack against Yami's bottom. The agent flinched and made another whine underneath him. Yugi then soothingly rubbed his palm over the warm tenderness of his now red skin. "Be a little more patient, Yami. We won't be able to keep that ring on you for long, anyway." He placed his own fingers in his mouth to suck on them. "Nm," He took them back out for a brief second. "Atemu, could you check the closet for some lube? Yami's gonna be too tight, and he'll get hurt if we take him on at the same time. He needs better lubricant."

The Egyptian nodded and climbed off of the bed to travel to their walk-in closet. "On it."

Yugi placed his fingers back in his mouth to suck on, coating them in spit. He stared at his stubborn closed off entrance, placing down the paddle to use his other hand to spread his cheeks apart. He took his digits from out of his mouth and slowly pushed one finger into Yami. He could see his toes curl, his spine quaking and shifting his body with momentary shudders. He was biting his lip, hissing and groaning at the digits entering him. "Yeah, you're way too tight. You haven't been fucked enough. Always topping." He stuck out his tongue to press it inside along with his finger hooking in. "Nmm," He could hear Yami make some pained noises. "I know it hurts," He murmured between licks. "You know the safe word."

Atem soon returned with a new unused bottle. There was a special label on the bottle. "Hey Yami? Does any of this feel good?"

"Y-Yes-" An abrupt hard smack across the ass cut him off. "Aah!"

Yugi sternly ordered for him to repeat that sentence correctly. "Yes what?"

"Y-Yes sir."

The Egyptian grinned. "Never thought I'd see pretty boy so submissive." He licked his lips. "'Sir', I could get used to that."

Yugi smiled over at him. "Well don't j-just stand there, come here." As Atem climbed onto the bed, Yugi noticed he grabbed a flavored lube. "Oh, you got the sweet one."

"Yeah, we never used it." He put down the whip on the sheets. He then flipped the cap open and squeezed some of it's essence onto his palm. "Maybe this'll make him feel better." As he rubbed the substances onto his fingers, he placed the bottle down and moved his hand towards his bum. Yugi helped his boyfriend by using both hands to spread Yami's ass apart a little more. Atem could feel himself completely harden up, he hadn't fucked Yami in so long. He pressed in one finger first, and Yami's reaction wasn't as bad as last time. He still kept whining though, so Atem took the whip and swung it down onto his ass. There were so many marks there now. "Quit bitching, you haven't been fucked in God knows how long. You need this, you said you wanted this."

Yugi stuck out his tongue to dip it back against his hole. He groped his hands against Yami's bottom, making the same massaging strokes as he did with Atem nearly an hour ago. The Egyptian added a second finger, pushing it in and out along with the first. As they both did this, Yami was slowly starting to lose his mind. Since his sight was taken away from him, all of his other senses were on high. Meaning every touch, every lick, every smack was gradually driving him over the edge. That vibrator that was still switched on wasn't helping at all. Soon, a third finger was inserted. They stretched through his internal muscles, persuading them to relax to allow a smooth transition.

A tongue, a vibrator and three fingers were turning him mad. All Yami could do his lay the side of his face on the bed as his ass was torturously toyed with by his two boyfriends. His arms were restricted so he couldn't play with himself. He wanted to release soon, he needed it to happen. Atem's fingers were curling inside of him, acting as hooks to get as far as they could. He kept barely brushing against that spot, and he felt like he was doing that on purpose. A few more strikes of the whip and the paddle smacked onto his bottom and thighs, he couldn't handle much more of this. He needed them and he needed them now. "M-Mnn.." He tried to say something, but it only came out as mewls. He shook his bottom at them, as that was the only way he could get their attention.

Atem didn't stop his actions, nor did Yugi, but he did give Yami his attention. "What?"

"P-Please..." He murmured.

"Can't hear you." He thrusted his fingers in much quicker this time. "Try again." He began probing a fourth finger inside.

Yami gasped. "Shit...!" His body wouldn't stop shaking. "P-Please, sir..."

"'Please sir' what?"

"Fuck me-Aahh...Please..."

Atem made a cruel smirk. "Why don't you ask daddy first?"

Yami mentally rolled his eyes. Of course he'd make this more difficult for him. "D-Daddy-" Another shudder, his body stiffened up from all the sensations coming at him at once. "Daddy, please fuck me..."

A thick tongue took itself away from Yami's hole. Yugi looked down at Yami while continuing to spread him apart to Atem. "Aww," He taunted. "Poor baby. Can't you beg a little better than that?" His stiff member laid against Yami's leg as Atem continued to finger his semi-tight hole.

"Please," He begged. "I want you both inside of me, I want you both to fuck me. Please fuck me, I need you..." His length hung between his legs, still being repressed by the vibrating ring.

Yugi realized now would probably be a good time to take it off. "Alright, you'll get what you want." This would make Yami's release so much better, and they couldn't wait to see it. Yugi took his hands off of his ass and leaned down to gently slip off the cock ring. He turned off the vibration first before swiftly pulling it off completely. He tossed the wet toy over on one of the nightstands standing next to their bed.

Atem pulled his digits from out of his entrance, making Yami breathe a small whine. Yugi moved to get next to Yami, and laid down on his back. He seized his handcuffed arms and pulled him close. Atem cooperated to help get the agent above Yugi's form. He then pushed him down on top of the hacker, and moved to climb on top of him as well. The Egyptian pressed himself against him, in turn making him press against Yugi. Yami groaned even more, as he was pressing his desperate member onto Yugi's abdomen. He needed to cum so badly. Both Atem's and Yugi's members were brushing against his bottom, perfectly aligned against his hole.

"You ready?" Atem quietly asked.

Yami nodded slowly. "Please..." Was all he said. Yugi placed his hands on his hips, Atem doing the same. Simultaneously, the two men carefully began to press themselves into their boyfriend. Yami made a hard gasp, his restricted hands forming into tight fists. "Ah-!" He couldn't even cry out anymore, his body was in slight shock and pain. "R-Red...Red..." He panted. He didn't even realized he was out of breath until he said that codeword. He felt Atem and Yugi instantly stop what they were doing, pausing their movements without inching a muscle.

"You okay?" Atem asked softly.

Yugi rubbed his shoulder tenderly. "Y-You want to stop?"

Yami shook his head, giving himself a minute to collect himself. "No," He said. "I just need a second..." He felt Atem kiss his deltoid, nestling his face against his back. His body was becoming sweaty, and his heart was racing.

"It's alright," He repeated in a soothing voice. "It's alright." He pressed more kisses onto his skin. "Want me to take some of this shit off of you?" He was referring to the handcuffs and harness.

The agent shook his head again. "No, that would defeat the purpose." He replied in a much calmer tone. "Okay, I'm good."

Yugi placed his hands back onto his waist. "Good. We'll go slow. Atemu, you go in first."

Yami squeezed his eyes shut underneath the blindfold, preparing himself for a twist of pain, and intense pleasure.

The albino Brit crossed his legs on the shingles of the roof. He continued staring out of his binoculars, squinting his eyes as he scowled. "We can't do this now."

"What do you mean you can't do it now?" The shrill voice on the other end retorted. "I want Muto dead, and I want Cereza and Sennen detained immediately. Do you have any idea what could happen to Japan if those two found out what Muto discovered? They'd open their mouths and indirectly get us all executed. We need them as a hostage so they can't just come here and literally destroy the entire country."

He shook his head at this. It didn't matter if their lives were at stake, he had nothing to do with them. "You're daft. You honestly think that we're enough to handle them? The three spawns of the Big Three?"

"You will if you do everything I tell you without insubordination."

He rolled his eyes at that. "What about that other Egyptian bloke who gave me the info? What'd you do with him?"

He could hear the scoff in their voice. "I did away with him, he gathered up everything we needed to kill Muto. He should be dead by now, I don't need any loose ends."

"Oh," He scowled. "So you'll be doing the same to me and my brothers? You witch." He then grew a dark sneer. "How about I just let them go, and leave them be? Or rather, how about I send this entire conversation to Muto directly? I'm sure he and that Cereza fellow could recognize your voice the instant they heard it."

The person's voice rose high with anger. "Don't you fucking dare! You little brat, you'll never be able to flee this country without me! Do you want your brother to be found and killed along with the rest of us? If not, I'd advise you to keep your trap shut and do as I say!"

He put down his binoculars. "Then you better keep your word with me, wench."

"Just shut up and kill Muto. Kill him now."

"I'll kill the one with the dragon earrings when the time's right. In probably, a few more weeks from now." With that, he tore the ear piece from his canal and crushed it in his hand before plucking it away. That damn naggy bitch was annoying. He should have never agreed to do this, but this would be the only way to get out of this country and right back home with immunity. All he had to do was kill one psychotic moron and knock out the others. No problem.

He looked down at the large sniper set laying across the shingles. The roof he was on now was only a couple blocks away, he was staring directly at their window. He had to make another quick call. This time, using his smart phone.

His big brother should be up by now anyway.

Yami's face laid against Yugi's shoulder blade, drooling on his skin as two large members rammed inside of him over and over. After around ten minutes of penetration and going painfully slow with firm thrusts, Yugi and Atem lost their patience. Yami did too, but he was loving the treatment he was receiving from them now. It still hurt a bit, but the feeling of two thick shafts rubbing against each other inside of him was literally mouthwatering. His own length was leaking with fluids, Yugi was securely holding him by having an arm wrapped around his torso. He kissed the top of Yami's head as they moved, keeping a steady pace with Atem as he pushed in and out of him.

Atem was holding the back of Yami's shoulder as he thrusted, feeling his insides tighten a bit from all of the friction. It didn't make any sense for him to feel this good. Maybe it was because of Yami's long hiatus from being on the bottom, but still, this felt fucking incredible. To hell with that old shit, Yami wouldn't be topping for a while after this. Atem needed to feel this a lot more again. He could feel Yugi's girth grind against his own, they were slipping against each other. They tried their best not to go too fast or hard for Yami, but that was starting to become very difficult. Their bodies were beginning to become moist with sweat, their pairs of eyes closed to attempt at handling the high levels of pleasure.

The hacker dragged his other hand down to Yami's behind, pressing his fingers onto his cheek to help spread him open. Just to give him and Atem a little more room for his entrance. "Do you," He grunted with another thrust. "Do you like it?" He asked after feeling Atem give his turn inside of Yami. He felt him pull out, so Yugi moved his hips to push in a little quicker this time. "Answer me." He commanded in a hiss, his breath pressing against his ear.

Before Yami could attempt at answering, Atem pulled himself out completely. "Ngh.." He shivered at the feeling of his shaft leaving his body. The Egyptian rubbed himself over Yami's arse, watching Yugi hump into the agent as Atem looked back to reach for one of the toys. Again, before he could speak, Atem swung the whip onto his ass. Careful of Yugi's fingers, not that it would hurt the hacker anyway but just out of consideration, he swung it down onto him again. "Ah..!" Yami cried out in a combined cry of pain and pleasure. "I-I'm sorry-Mmn...!" He barely concealed that gasp. "I-I like it-"

"No," Atem swatted him again. "You love it..."

Oh that was no exaggeration, he did love it. Yami clenched his teeth breathing heavily through his nose as Atem entered right back in. Yugi moaned at the feeling of him returning to Yami's entrance. Yugi thrusted harshly along with him. "Shit, Yami...!"

"Fuck me, please..." Yami begged. "Please, I want it so bad...I'm so clo-Ahh...!" Another whip to his behind. "Please!"

During the rest of the night, the birthday boy truly did have the best present he could ever ask for:

Utter ecstasy.

A woman with blinding white hair hummed to herself as she wrote something down in her little notebook. Alright, she was almost finished with the report. It'd take a while to send over, but once that was done, her family would receive it soon after. She just hoped it wouldn't anger them even further, but she had faith in them. They were too level-headed to lose their cool again, not like last time when she told them everything. Especially...Him. Speaking of look-alikes, she needed to have a one-on-one with Yugi. Not 'Heba', but the real Yugi. She really needed to help that boy realize that one of his personalities was just one big lie to himself. The sooner he realized that, the sooner he'd be able to heal with all of his past scars.

DID was a way to cope with all the trauma that scarred you in your life, and Yugi truly wasn't letting go of what he went through as a child. Poor boy, none of that was his fault. Maybe she could schedule an appointment next month, see if she could help him out. But as for now, she'd write down a report of all of their mental evaluations. Yami Kaiba Sennen, Yugi Muto, and Atem Cereza. Yes, they'd be most interested in the last two. Just one more comma, sign her name, aaaand bam. Finished. Kisara smiled to herself as she placed her pen aside. She then held down the notebook and began pulling out the spiral loose-leaf paper. She folded it up nicely, before sliding over a white envelop and placing it inside. She moistened her lips and licked the paste, before shutting it closed.

After doing so, she took a stapler from her desk and stapled it shut for good measure. She then puckered up her pink tinted lips before pressing them onto the side of the envelop. A pink kissy print appeared on it's surface. That way, they'd know it was from her. She did not write an address on it, she didn't need to. She'd give this to one of their men in red to take to the docks. Just as she was about to place the letter in a drawer in her desk, her cell phone rang. She pouted before placing the envelop down, reaching her arm over to pick it up. She pressed her thumb on the screen and held it by her ear. She hoped to God it wasn't Cyndia again, that woman was a real piece of-

"So nice to hear your voice again, abyäd."

The albino Egyptian woman flinched at the voice. It was deep and alluring, a voice so sensually baritone that it could only belong to one woman in this world. "M-Mistress, it's you!" She exclaimed in alarm. She then lowered her voice, even though she was the only one in her office. While she already knew D75 had no problem with tapping in on phone lines if they so desired, they wouldn't be able to gather too much information from this one phone call. However, she still didn't want to get caught. Not now, anyway. "Milady, why are you calling me? You know that's dangerous for me." She whispered.

The woman on the other line chuckled lowly. "As if they'd ever figure out who you're working for. Be serene, Kisara. Now," Her voice began to turn rather giddy. "How are they? How's Cerecita?"

She sighed at her disregard for the potential danger this call could ensure. "Yes ma'am, he's fine and happy. He's living a happy life, and he just got a job as a bartender slash bouncer."

"He already got his first normal job? Ah~ I'm so proud of him..."

"But," Kisara looked over at her letter, which was sitting on the surface of the desk. "Why are you calling me now of all times?"

"I'm growing impatient. This may be the twenty-first century, but it still takes a while for a letter to travel all the way here." She made another small laugh. "As if anyone writes those anymore."

"I know mistress, but we can't risk doing anything online. We've got a good group, but we don't have that many good hackers. Someone could easily breach our walls and find out everything we're doing."

"True, true." The woman softly agreed. "But that's why I wanted to call. I want to hear your report personally over the phone. Sadly, this is as personal as we can get since you can't return home yet, but it's the next best thing."

Kisara groaned. "But milady, I've hand-written a whole letter for you just now! It was at least a few hundred words!"

"Patience, cariño." She gently commanded with some humor in her tone. She found it amusing that Kisara of all people was complaining about anything. "It's not like you to grouch, what's the attitude for? You're too pretty for that."

Kisara scratched the side of her face while closing her eyes. "My apologies mistress, I've been a little stressed lately. It's in my letter but, someone's been watching the kids." She couldn't be too specific just in case someone was listening in or tapping into this call right at this moment. "I already know who, and I know who they hired to stalk them."

A 'hmph' grunted through the other end of the phone. "Oh yeah? For what? The hell are they butt-hurt about now?"

"Apparently, the Muto boy's been digging in a little too deep. He's starting to find out everything that's happened since your exile, and then-some."

"Muto? You mean Nekros' boy?" A dark and nearly evil-sounding rumble of laughter danced through her pale ear drums. "Hahahaha, that's the Mutos for you. A bloodline of the most intelligent men on Earth. This was inevitable, the boy's got his father's brain and his grandfather's persistence. Hacking into D75's secret files was probably a cakewalk for him."

The blue eyed woman frowned. "Yes mistress, but that's precisely the problem. He's starting to learn about everything. You, our family, the Sennen boy, Cerecita, everything. The only thing he hasn't found are the reports of that old asylum. If he learns the truth, he could potentially try to contact you. And you know the Superiors don't want that to happen."

She could feel the woman on the other end smirk. "How very interesting. Him, contacting us." No, a leer. "How funny that would be...Well," She started to sound a little more serious this time. "Be sure that none of them are killed during this whole fiasco, alright? They're all my responsibility, now. We need to keep them all safe. Don't make it obvious of course. If they get hurt, that's on them. They're big boys, just make sure they don't die."

Kisara nodded confidently. "Of course ma'am. But, if I may..." She took the envelop and began to tear it up with her fingers. Her manicured nails digging in and ripping paper and tissue apart. "One of the people stalking them, is someone who used to be one of us."

"Oh? But we kill all of our traitors, who could you be possibly referring to?"

She nudged the pieces of trash into the shredder to destroy them even further. After she cut the machine off, she continued. "Mistress, try to remember." She said. "It was around the time he helped us get Red Fang back, he up and ran away afterwards. Found his twin brothers in some slums back when we were in London. Said he wanted a normal life then poof! He was gone."

The sound of hot steaming liquid pouring into a container echoed through the line. She must have been served some tea. "Ah, I remember now. Him and perro loco were beefing pretty hard. Some big argument happened, then he came up to me with all this mouth saying he wanted nothing to do with us anymore. That he never wanted this life, how he just wanted to be happy with his siblings. Tch," She scoffed. "A coward, just like his father and his Brit uncle. Honestly though?" She added. "I feel like he only left 'cause he was scared of perro loco."

"Perhaps," Kisara casually replied. "Point is though, he's in Japan taking part in all of this. He was given some stupid deal to move back to the UK with no strings attached if he helped kill Muto and kidnap Cerecita and the Sennen boy. One of his brothers is in on it, too. He doesn't realize that we know where he is."

"Mmhm. Like I said though, just keep an eye on the youngsters. I couldn't care less for traitors. And if need be, end them all yourself. Even the big boys themselves. I give you complete permission."

Suddenly, Kisara made a cruel smile. "But milady, I believe you rightfully deserve all the glory. You should be the one impaling their heads on stakes, not me. No, I give that opportunity all to you when we finally make our move."

"Ahh, you know me so well, abyäd. Very well. I'll be sure to give the news to perro." Oh great, she was gonna tell him. Ugh, that'd be an upcoming disaster that she was not in the mood for. But, it's not like she could tell her not to do so. For one, this was her boss. Two, that was a personal issue that literally had nothing to do with her. It was his right to deal with their traitor as he pleased. Kisara would just have to make sure she wasn't around when the confrontation would happen. "Don't touch the Superiors or our little traitor yet, but you can kill anyone else if you feel it's necessary. I assume I won't have the luxury of speaking with you on the phone like this again, so this is goodbye for now. Until your next letter."

"Yes, ma'am-"

"Oh! By the way, did you want to speak with your habib? He's willing to talk for once."

Kisara smiled at the very mention of her sweet love. She sighed with a warm expression, tilting her head to the side while kicking her feet back and forth. "Hn," She grinned. "Sure, if he's up for it."

"Haha. He's giving me this weird ass look, I better give up the phone. I'll talk to you later, pequeño dragón."

Her face began warming up at that nickname. That woman always gave nick names to those she cared about. Kisara couldn't help but blush. She heard some shuffling in the background, awaiting for her beloved to get on the phone. She waited for a while, before hearing complete silence. "...Hello?"

"..."

Kisara smirked. "I know you're there, habibi."

"... Was I that obvious?" Asked a new masculine voice that Kisara instantly recognized.

She giggled. "Heheh, you were this time."

The white haired woman sat back in her computer chair with her legs crossed as she continued talking the night away in her own private office.

END - 26!

Another very important chapter.

...Sigh. I know, I know. Hellah long ass time since I last updated. Well, hellah long in my opinion. I mean seriously, it's almost Christmas. Shame on me. Basically what happened was: Writer's Block. Again. Hoooowever, after watching a bunch of shows and other anime, my inspiration for this 'sequel/not sequel' reemerged. That being said, this is almost over. How soon will this story end you may ask? I can't say for sure 'cause my updating sucks dick, but I can assure you that there aren't that many chapters left to write.

As for the lemon, so sorry if I pissed you off by not showing the erm...'Finish' to their love session. At first, this chapter was just going to be nothing but the sex, but I got bored of that. So I pushed in something that I was supposed to write in the next chapter. I figured it was okay if I put it in here, since it was pretty relevant to what was going on.

Can't promise that I'll update soon, 'cause I won't. I'm busy over on my other story HNR, and (if you checked my profile, wink wink) some other Yugioh stories. Have I worked on the actual sequel yet? I haven't written actual chapters yet, so technically no. BUT! I have been writing down pages and pages of how I want things to go, along with all of my ideas. Once I have a floor plan, I'll be able to prepare and write out actual chapters. Now I will say this: Just because I'm writing up the sequel, doesn't mean it'll come out after this story is done. I was thinking about posting some of my other works, things that actually have chapters prepared.

Will the sequel ever happen?

HELL FUCKING YES IT WILL.

I SWEAR that I will make that a reality! The real sequel is all I think about whenever I try writing for Aftermath. I'm so freakin' excited for it! Anyways, that's all I gotta say. To anyone who still keeps watch on this story, I really appreciate you. Thank you for your continued support, your loyalty knows no bounds.

I love you all, until next time.

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