Kumori: With this chapter, I dub thee, caught up!

Kagayami: Okay, lack of sleep and stress have definitely got you whacked…

Kumori: Yeah…probably…but it's also got me oddly peppy…Yay for life!

Kagayami: ..:: Sigh ::.. You see, miko-hanyou? You see what this does to my hikari? You better appreciate this!

Kumori: Now, now! If I really didn't like it, I would do it! Love you all! Enjoy the chapter!

Oh! And if you have a pairing request, leave them in a review and I'll do my best to try and write them…

Day Eight – Yugi and Bakura

Bakura shuddered. Then grimaced. Then shuddered again.

Yugi looked on with an odd expression, a candy cane hanging forgotten from his fingers. "What in Ra's name are you doing?"

Bakura looked at him. "Ryou's link fell open…"

Yugi blinked and blushed wildly. "Oh Ra…are they doing…naughty things?"

Bakura shook his head. "No…but the Pharaoh just said, 'I love you on all the days that end in y.'" The white-haired thief made a puking motion.

Yugi rolled his eyes heavily and continued to suck absently on his candy cane. "I think it's sweet."

Bakura didn't answer. His eyes locked onto the piece of candy, sliding in and out of Yugi's lips. Immediately, naughty images popped up in his head.

Yugi glanced at him. "What? Why are you staring at me?"

He continued suck on his candy cane, completely oblivious to the thoughts running through his lover's head.

A smirk broke out on Bakura's features and he inched closer to his little love, who was sitting cross-legged on the floor in the living room, watching whatever Christmas specials he could find. "You know, I envy that candy right now." He murmured, kneeling down beside the tri-colour-haired boy and gently letting his slender white fingers knead the boy's shoulders.

Yugi wrinkled his nose. "Why would you envy the…oh…" Realization dawned on him and the red and white sweet dropped from his lips.

It was soon replaced by a pair of warm lips, and Yugi gasped. Bakura was fluid in his movement, and Yugi had barely recognized that he had moved at all until he left that satin softness against his mouth.

"Bakura…I…" he trailed off as he felt one slender, pale finger press against his lips.

"Shh…no talking. Just feel."

The finger moved from Yugi's lips to trail down the side of his neck. He licked his lips and let his eyes slide shut, a little shudder running down his spine. Bakura's hands slipped down Yugi's front, then back up and under his blue jacket. The garment slipped from his shoulders and was sent flying across the room.

The hikari shivered at the sudden blast of cold air. "Just feel…" Bakura murmured again, letting his hand run up and down Yugi's arms.

The light bit his lip. Never had Bakura done this. They had done all sorts of things…normal, bondage, games…but never had Bakura done this. He was caring and gentle in his caresses, where usually he was rough and harsh.

Don't get me wrong, Yugi always loved it. But it was an odd (yet not unpleasant) change to be touched this way. He'd never known Bakura's hands to be so full of…love. Perhaps the Christmas season had gotten him into the spirit of giving…

A low groan made its way through his lips as Bakura's hands continued to explore his body. They went from his arms, to his neck, to his thighs, to his stomach…anywhere, they could, they roamed with a lover's knowledge and wisdom.

He didn't protest when he felt the fabric of his shirt run over his head, and he didn't say a word when he heard Bakura's shirt join it on the floor. When his amethyst eyes fluttered open, Bakura was sitting before him in all his glory, toned chest exposed and rising and falling steadily.

They didn't say anything, no words to be expressed. Bakura slowly leaned forward, forcing Yugi to fall on his back, stretched out and at the mercy of his taller lover. Once again, Bakura's hands found their way into every curve of his body; teasing, playing, exploring.

"Bakura…" Yugi whimpered. Arching his back to every fleeting touch.

He moaned as a blast of cool air hit his half-hardened length. Bakura had his pants unbuttoned, and Yugi raised his hips to allow the tomb robber to remove them.

Yugi was ready to sit up and return the favour, but a pair of hand pushed lightly on his chest keeping him down. He looked with a confused expression into mocha depths, but found no explanation.

Clarification only came when he felt a warm, moist heat encompass his need. He moaned loudly at the contact, the movement almost foreign to him. Every other time, it was him servicing his lover. He hardly ever experience his love's daring and expert tongue, sliding up and down with ease.

Yugi's hand flew out to the side, gripping at anything he could. That warmth, that molten heat…he felt ready to faint. Bakura slid up and down, humming in the back of his throat, licking, grazing, bobbing. Yugi breath came in heavy pants and his eyes rolled back in his head, sliding shut.

He was so close…so close…when Bakura pulled away, a sly smile on his lips. Yugi groaned at the loss of feeling, and at the feeling of that coil in his stomach, ready to pop, having to slowly uncoil.

Bakura worked at his own pants slowly, delicately, gradually slipping them down his hips and rolling to get them off completely. Yugi barely had time to think with the slightest bit of humour 'He's stripping for me…' before the albino was crawling up his form lithely.

"Bakura?"

The tomb robber shook his head. He didn't say anything, just kept that insufferably sexy smirk on his lips as he slowly lowered himself.

Yugi's orbs widened to the point of pain. Was he actually going to…?

His length slid into Bakura slowly as the thief lowered himself, hissing through his teeth. Yugi bit the inside of his cheek until he tasted blood. Ra, his lover was tight, never being taken before. This encompassing warmth was almost too much for the boy to handle.

It was a few moments before Bakura moved again. He raised himself, then slammed himself back down. Yugi called out his name. His small hands flew automatically to his lover's hips and his held on for dear life.

Bakura's pace was slow at first, but Yugi didn't mind. Just the sight of Bakura raising up and down, the knowledge that he was buried deep inside his tomb raider…

Yugi almost couldn't stand it when Bakura started to pump his own neglected length, beginning to quicken his pace. The sight was more ardent than any other, and he nearly lost it right then.

"Bakura…" he moaned, delighting in the groan that answered him.

The white that painted his chest was hot and Yugi cried out in time with Bakura, he himself losing control and spilling into his pale-haired lover. They shook together in the heat of climax, moaning each other's names over and over again.

Finally, Bakura collapsed forward, and Yugi slowly rolled his hips backward to pull himself out of his exhausted partner.

"I love you on all the days that end in 'y.'" Bakura whispered, pulling Yugi close.

Yugi couldn't find it in him to laugh at such a cheesy line from one such as Bakura. He simply smiled, wrapped his arms around his thief's waist, and surrendered to sleep, murmuring, "Merry Christmas," before he drifted off.

He didn't hear when Bakura returned the sentiment.

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Kumori: Phew! It's late…but I'm finally done!

Kagayami: Good! Now off to bed!

Kumori: Indeed! See you all later!