I asked my friends what I should do about "Tear" this morning and they agreed on the following so blame it on them :D This is a lemon (kinda) and thus absolutely nsfw, so you have been warned :D

Tear

"So then…" Atem's eyes bore into Seto's with an excited gleam in them. "Let's do this together."

With Atem sitting shirtless on his lap and his fingers stroking the soft skin right under the hem of his pants Seto realizes how hard he has become in the few minutes that have passed since they had decided to do this for the first time. Passion and heat had built up in them and they both knew there was just one way to satisfy both. Seto had been surprised at first since he thought he wasn't the type for this kind of intimacy but then again he was doing this with Atem and Atem had always been the only one who had been able to make him tremble with desire.

"Okay..." He doesn't recognize his own voice anymore, so dark and low and of a strange mix of hesitant determination. Having Atem touch him there makes it hard to breath and for the first time in years he feels nervous.

But his head is already spinning and his own hands kind of move on their own as they wander around Atem's hips to the zipper of his pants. Swallowing hard and gritting his teeth he opens it slowly, the sound unreal loud in his ears. Atem breathes out relieved and latches onto Seto's mouth again, kissing him passionately though somewhat nervously and Seto pulls him closer when he hears the sound of his own zipper coming undone.

He had torn his Atem's shirt in his haste to get him undressed a few minutes ago but now he gets flustered as Atem starts to pull his pants down. His freaking pants. He's going to be completely naked once he does and barely remembers that the last time someone saw him like that was back in the orphanage. His muscles start to ache suddenly and he asks himself what the hell he is even thinking about while Atem gets him undressed, while he's kissing him like this.

Seto can almost taste the desire on Atem's lips and tries to concentrate on the movement of his lips, his tongue and his hand which by now had removed his pants completely. The heat in his cheeks burns like fire as his slightly trembling hands grip Atem's waist as if they need something to hold onto and keep him from falling. Falling into that sensational pit that makes his head spin and he only realizes that he had stopped breathing the moment he has to break the kiss, panting for air. "I… I'm sorry."

Atem's eyes widen questioningly when he looks at Seto and he moves his hand away from down there and touches it to Seto's cheek. "Are you… alright?"

Seto only manages a small smile and nods shortly. "Don't worry." He takes Atem's hand from his cheek with his own and guides it back down with slightly trembling fingers. "I'm alright."

Atem nods and Seto buries his other hand in Atem's hair to pull him up a little, so he can reach his neck and starts kissing it while still struggling with his breathing.

Seto moans out loud when Atem starts to stroke him slowly and he's a little embarrassed about it him since his mouth is so close to Atem's ears. But he decides to concentrate on the hot body in front of him and continues his kissing, sucking and licking on Atem's neck in between of moans and small struggles for enough air to keep his sanity. The hand that guided Atem's downwards searches for the easiest way into Atem's pants from this position. He wants to know, to feel how all this affects Atem and he grins when his stroking evokes a moan from Atem, too.

Tilting his head he gives him an open-mouthed, heated kiss and shoves his tongue down his throat to feel and taste more of him, while he pulls his pants down the best he can so he has more space to touch him. Atem moans again when Seto strokes down his whole length, then digs his nails into the taut skin at Seto's shoulder and groans out loud, when he rubs his thumb over the head.

Seeing and hearing Atem like that excites Seto even more and he gets louder with every stroke of Atem's hand, too but he's unable to hear himself and just listens to the sweet noises that escape the boy in front of him. He never thought he'd ever hear his voice like this and he smiles at this beautiful face in front of him.

With some effort Atem thrashes out of his pants completely but before Seto can continue his stroking, Atem presses his hips against Seto's to create new pressure around them, grinding and rocking without rhythm but passion nonetheless, that builds up a strange, hot feeling in his gut he can't describe. His brain finally shuts down when his hips start to move automatically against Atem's and Seto feels like losing himself in this heat and passion.

It is in that moment that he hears Atem call out his name and he breaks their kiss to look at him. All that's left of him is a panting, sweating and groaning mess of his usually so proud and composed self. His violet eyes are dark and glazed over with lust, his cheeks are dark red from the passion and his body is gleaming with sweat and Seto thinks he has never seen anything like this.

"Seto." Atem moans his name again and his eyelids flutter a little. "I... I am..."

"...so beautiful." He finishes his sentence for him, voice so small and hoarse in between his panting, he's not sure if Atem is even able to hear it. But he had said it more to himself anyway.

Seeing Atem like this, a complete mess and hearing his voice which is so used to commanding, calling out his name like that has an impact on him he can't quite understand. It's like his lust suddenly fades and leaves only weariness in its wake. He knows how this works or how it should work, he knows what he has to do in order to make it good and enjoyable for both of them; he knows all of this in theory. But being here, lying with Atem in that way is a whole different thing. He wants to do this right, perfect even, like everything else he does and at the same time wants to do so much more with him than just kiss and move against him but he's restraint and overwhelmed by what's happening to him. For the first time since his childhood he feels more than he's able to handle. He'd shut most of his emotions and feelings away, especially those who could be used against him, those who could harm him and now it's like Atem's passionate kisses, his affectionate caresses and the addicting sounds he makes open the door of the cage where Seto had locked them away so securely over all these years.

But still he wants to be the only person who ever sees him like this. He doesn't want to share neither Atem nor any little piece of the countless feelings he can see in his dark eyes. He can't say what exactly Atem feels, but he knows it is immense. It rushes through him like a warm wave, fills voids in his chest and suddenly he feels... safe and calm and like it's alright to let go and he just can't believe that it really is. Atem has done so much for and with him but in this moment Seto realizes he isn't ready for the last step yet. He can feel how his eyes start to burn but only when a tear makes its way down his cheek does he understand why.

It's like all the emotions that Atem ignited in him needed another, a foreign way to express themselves. He can feel how the tear leaves a wet streak on his cheek but to his surprise he doesn't mind that Atem sees him like this, stripped from his pride, his invincibility, his power and he lets him see the curious, head-strong, wondering boy he has buried deep down.

Atem had stripped him off his clothes and seen him naked but only now does he really see him; he had called him Seto for a few weeks now but only in this moment is Kaiba really gone and Seto is there.

He doesn't have words to express all of this now but he knows it's visible in his eyes for Atem anyway and he doesn't need to say them.

Because Atem understands. He's the only one who ever understood.

And it becomes even more clear to Seto when Atem's leans in and kisses the tear away from his face softly before he sits up and takes Seto with him. He doesn't really know how he's able to do this, if Atem was so strong suddenly or Seto so weak, so willing to let himself be gathered in these arms. Atem hugs him tight, with Seto's head over his heart, one of his hands on his back, the other buried in his hair and he whispers. "I got you"

The words reach him and Seto knows it's the truth. Atem has him in so many ways and he just sits there, listens to the sound of his pounding heart for a while to get himself under control again. It's so weird that this embrace feels far more intimate to him than their actions before. He feels like he's melting into it, his arms wind themselves loosely around Atem's hips in an attempt to hug him back and then he lifts his head, so he can look at Atem again. He sees that he shed a tear too and he's surprised at first but then he realizes, it's no surprise at all, is it? They had always walked down the same path after all. Leaning forward he licks the tear of his face, just as Atem did to him only seconds ago and then smiles at him. "You're such a mess."

"I could say the same about you."

Seto makes a sound in the back of his throat, something between a chuckle and an affirmation and his hand comes up to cup his hands around Atem's face. Not having him as close anymore as before makes him a little cold actually. "I'm pretty sure this isn't how sex is supposed to end."

"No…" Atem chuckles nervously and his fingers strokes softly over Seto's shoulders and down to his arms. "It's not."

"We should try another time." Atem nods with a small smile, hands hovering uncertain over Seto's arms until Seto just grabs them and squeezes them a little.

"We definitely should."

They smile at each other and Seto is relieved that that conversation comes easy after their chaotic attempt. There's still some tension in the air and Seto know just what he wants to do with it.

"Atem."

"Yes?"

"Duel me."