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Warnings: Masturbation Implication, Angst, Language

Dedication and Major Thanks to Chibi Chib, Buka2000, Yami Val, dragonlady222, and everone else who has gone camping with these four in this fic. Everyone had equally creative ideas! But like all good things, this fic has come to an end. Hope to see you all next fic! Thank You again!

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The sleeping bag and been unzipped, and was currently positioned under two male bodies. Yami was lying on his back sprawled out, nothing left to the imagination. Seto, was on his stomach, half himself on Yami in a more tight and less revealing position. Both were snoring loudly, it was a wonder they didn't wake the other up. They sleep like rocks.

Yuugi opened the fly of the tent, and took in the scene. He covered his mouth as an almost snort like laugh came from his mouth. This had to be one of the funniest things he'd seen in forever. Well, aside from Ryuji trying to cook pancakes over the fire this morning, and instead wearing half the batter. This however was not only funny, but it screamed blackmail material, if only he had brought a camera. At least they had managed to share the sleeping bag even if not in it. Deciding not to tell them breakfast was ready he zipped the tent back up, and went back to Ryuji.

Ryuji looked over at Yuugi when he sat down. "Still sleeping?"

Yuugi nodded, that school kid grin still plastered to his face. He just couldn't get over those two, and the position they were in. "Yes, like rocks…" He let out the giggle he could no longer contain.

"I brought a camera." Ryuji stood up, and went to their tent to retrieve the camera. Yuugi followed. "Just haven't used it because well you seen one tree you seen them all…" He smiled and handed the camera to Yuugi.

"Good thing you remembered the camera because that site is worth a thousand words." Yuugi kissed Ryuji, and quickly hurried off with the camera to get the picture.

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Seto moaned lightly in his sleep, moving closer Yami. Snuggling into the heat, the rhythmic breathing keeping him from waking. At the moment he was dreaming.

(Start Dream) Seto sat in the chair of his office. He pushed the call button. "Yami."

Yami came into the office wearing a pair of Jeans, and undone white button shirt. "Yes, Seto?" He grinned, purposely having come in to have this conversation in person.

"Any news on the Air Condition repairs?" Seto asked, and finally looked up as the door clicked shut. He hadn't realized until that moment that Yami had come in person. "You are inappropriately dressed Yami. Button your shirt incase someone comes up onto this floor…" He swallowed hard as Yami moved closer. "Not that we're expecting anyone."

"They say tomorrow Seto. But that was yesterday, and the day before… So I'm beginning to think never." Yami strutted towards the desk. In the process he undid his tie and threw it across the room, next he began to undo his pants. "Mm, well if I am inappropriately dressed how about I just undress, and you redress me the way you want me." His voice was sultry, and about as thick as the hot air in the room.

"Window…" Seto choked. "Fresh air." He found Yami undressing, and coated in a light sheet of sweat to be very sexy. He breathed heavily, and shifted uneasily in his chair. (End Dream)

Seto's whimpered as his lower body, sought some release from the tension of his dream. He rubbed against Yami without thought. His dream was getting pretty intense. The rougher he became, the more Yami stirred.

Yami's eyes finally opened as he stretched. Feeling the friction on his leg he looked down to see Seto working himself. 'This isn't exactly how I had in planned on waking up.' He thought to himself. 'Wish he was this horny when he was awake… Maybe I'll get lucky when he does wake up.' He rolled onto his side, and worked Seto with his hand.

Seto gave a final thrust into Yami's grip as he went over the edge. Breathing to heavily he woke himself. Opening his eyes he met Yami's. Quickly looking away he noticed Yami's coated hand. He bolted upright. "Making moves on me in my sleep?" He growled.

"Then don't hump my leg in my sleep!" Yami reached for the nearest shirt, and wiped his hand off. He threw the shirt at Seto, and moved to the other side of the tent to find clothing for the day. "Was just finishing what you started on my leg." He muttered.

"Did not do your leg." Seto muttered as red crept onto his cheeks. 'Damn that dream I just had!' He mentally cursed at himself. In an attempt of recovery he retorted. "This is summed up to 3000 Attempted Ways to Bed Your Priest." He smirked.

Yami shot a look towards him. It wasn't anger it was hurt. He was almost on the verge of tears. His fists clenched the fresh shirt he was holding. Resisting the urge to smack Seto he grabbed pants, he exited the tent quickly.

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Seto dressing as he went stumbled out of the tent. Yuugi flashed a 'here we go again look' towards Ryuji. They pointed in the direction the naked blur known as Yami went. Seto nodded, and ran off. Once again he had gone to far, and he knew it. He didn't see the obstacles as his mind was on one thing, catching Yami. The tree limbs with dead leaves smacked him the face while rocks assaulted his bare feet.

Yami was at the edge of the cliff; he faced the openness arms crossed at his chest soft tears slipping down his face. The clothing he had brought was in a pile at his feet; the sun kissed his bare skin. 'I wish to hold him, to touch him, to be with him, to love him…' He mused. 'But all these things seem to disgust or drive him away.'

Seto mentally cursed the last branch that had smacked him. Sliding on the dusty rocks, he stumbled forward, tumbling into Yami. "Yami!" One hand fisted into the dirt beneath him while the other brushed one of Yami's bang behind his ear. Breathing heavily, hoping to catch his breath. "I'm sorry. I do want you. I do love you." About a dozen other things could have flown out of his mouth having just arrived at point B where Yami already was. But, the idea of saying more was whisked away as warm lips melted together with his own.

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Ryuji closed the trunk of the car, and the four of them piled in.

"So, you two think you can manage to be civil in the city… Or do you plan on more naked romps?" Ryuji grinned snapped his seat belt into place.

Yuugi stared at Ryuji. "I hope when it comes to Yami and Seto you just look away, and that I'm the only one you purposely see naked." He huffed doing his own seat belt.

Yami laughed. "I think you two need another weekend without us so you can go streaking through the trees…" After fastening his belt, he rolled down the window.

Ryuji tapped Yuugi on his nose. "It is you who has the picture of them naked."

Seto looked up after snapping his seat buckle. "You what?" His eyes widened. He would have lunged forward, but he was buckled into place.

It was already becoming clear the ride home was going to be a long one with loud debating.