I know I said I'll be taking a break, but I was bored so decided to work on a new chapter. Again ignore the mistakes, soon enough I'll be going back through every chapter (Crimson Blood too) and will re-edit. Nothing major though xD

Sorry for the lack of updates, I'm trying to get back into writing^^

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Chapter 6-

As the sun drowned out on the horizon, the figure cuddled up to her husband rolled over with a hand clasped over her mouth to stifle the yawns that were striving to escape. She opened one eye to glance at the clock and sighed, her body automatically sitting in an upright manner as her hands nonchalantly rubbed at her eyes. She glimpsed down behind limp and marginally disorientated blonde bangs at the sleeping bundle who sought out her body warmth and leaned down so she was hovering over her lover, face directly above his "Hey hun, wake up." She placed a hand on the unresponsive males shoulder and gently shook, her other hand still working on stiffing her god damn yawns.

Eyelids fluttered open revealing beautiful crimson that gazed lovingly at the owner lingering above, his attention on his partner and his partner alone. "Hey beautiful." He smiled tiredly, his hands moving simultaneously to brush the bangs away from his lover's eyes. "You look stunning as always."

Yugi smiled, her body now flush against the firm one beneath her "Charming me gets you nowhere, you should know that by now."

"Indeed." Yami chuckled, his fingers drawing intricate patterns on his wife's back "It cannot hurt to try though."

"Hmm." She leaned down briefly, her lips connecting with her husband's as her arms encircle around his neck "Maybe later we could.." She trailed off, her finger drawing circles on his chest suggestively "You know..We could-"

"I love it when you talk dirty to me-"

"-We could buy you some new clothes and shop for our baby too." Yugi gave a sly smirk before climbing off her lover to place on her robe, ignoring the displeased look being sent her way.

"You did that on purpose! I demand a judge since that surely wasn't legal."

"You assumed, that's not my problem. Besides we could always do that too as long as you pose for me and let me draw you." She swivelled around, twirling the belt in her hands clockwise. She ignored the obvious erection as her lover rose from the bed and placed on his own robe. If school wasn't her main priority, she wouldn't mind spending the whole day tumbling beneath the covers until the sun rose, but obliviously it was, and Yugi would be damned if she missed a day of school due to a desire that can be fulfilled at a later period of time.

"Fine." He grumbled, arms crossing over his chest "Unclad or clad?"

Yugi shrugged "Depends on how I plan to set the mood." She gave her lover a quick peck on the lips before walking towards the door, her hand gripping the handle. "I'm going to wake up Heba, no doubt Jaden and Mana are already awake."

"Fair enough." He picked up his own clothes along with Yugi's "I'll run a bath for us, showers are overused in this house."

Yugi gave a faint nod and watched her husband disappear behind the door until he was nowhere in sight. She pulled the robe tighter around her body before making her own exit to wake up that lazy son of hers.

-x-x-x-x-x-

"Heba.," Yugi called, her head peering from the door that was open a fraction. She watched the bundle stir, however, stilled moments later without acknowledging her. She sighed, her body on autopilot as she advanced further into the bedroom while nudging Yusei with one hand due to the other shaking her son's body. "Go downstairs, I'll wake Heba up." She patted the now fully awake wolf on the head, her attention turning back to her son who still hadn't moved a single muscle.

She let a groan escape past her lips, her hands instantly reaching down to pull the covers away from the body who seeked comfort from the bedsheets. With little hesitation she ripped the sheets off, a horrified expression plastered on her face while her hands shot up to cover her eyes "Jeez, put some clothes on!" She threw the covers back on the bed, her hands never leaving her eyes as she backed away from the fully awake teen "I'll have breakfast waiting, be ready in half an hour."

Heba groaned, his hands covering his crown jewels "Fine, but next time can you not rip my covers off, cold air isn't a nice way to wake up."

Yugi snorted, her hands moving away from her eyes after deeming the scene to be safe "Fair enough, I'll be goi-"

"Mum?"

"Heba?" She turned her head back around, eyebrow raised at her son who was fiddling with the bedsheets. He seemed nervous, but about what she's not completely sure. She understood that whatever he needed to speak to her about must be significant therefore rather than inclining against the door, she sat on the edge of his bed, her expression serious "Are you..ok?"

He nodded "I'm fine it's just... When you met dad, how did you know he was the one for you?"

Yugi frowned. That was certainly a question she never expected to be asked. She glanced back over and smiled, her hand moving to rest on his shoulder "This question isn't about me, but about you. You're asking how you'll know when you find the 'one', correct?" She didn't wait for an answer "I find this difficult to answer based on the fact that I despised your father for a lengthy period of time solely on the reason I never let anyone in, I was always closed off to the world. He was persistent, someone that would constantly tease me just to get a reaction. He loved me for who I was and as the days flew by I realized that my thoughts were always based on him, that I felt a deep loneliness without him near. I hated it, I hated him for making me experience the feelings I did, but I knew I loved him and I couldn't deny it. I'd often question myself about what I want or need, my desires.. I'd try to picture my life without him, but all I felt was emptiness, it pained me more than I'll ever let on."

Heba turned his head to the side, big eyes staring innocently up at his mothers far away expression. He could tell by looking in her eyes how much she loved his father. "So to love someone, you'd feel empty without them?"

Yugi rubbed the back of her head. It sounded odd, but it was technically true. Yes, there is a tonne of emotions that involve love, but the one that stands out the most is fear. You fear that the one you treasure would eventually leave you, you fear that you're not good enough and you fear the loneliness that is to come IF that person abandons you. "If you're ever unsure, try and picture a life without that person. True, it may not confirm love, but it shows that you need that person in your life and that alone is the start of something beautiful. I'm still unsure about what changed me all those years ago, but as cheesy as it sounds, it was love, something I had never truly experience at that time.." As her cheeks began taking on a crimson hue, Yugi snapped her head to the side to avoid contact. She was so embarrassed. "Is that everything?" She mumbled, her head now glancing down at the bed sheets.

"No." Heba pulled the covers more over his naked body, his eyes flicking towards the window, loving how the stars danced in the sky "Does it matter, the gender?"

Yugi bit her lip, her eyes now back on wandering amethyst "Love knows no reason, no boundaries and no distance. Love is love son, it's something that you should embrace. It has a soul intention to bring two people together no matter what gender or age." She titled her head "Though please don't tell me you've fallen in love with a human that's in her sixties..That's just uhhh." Her body shook as the thought of her son caressing an elderly and offering tender kisses filtered in her mind "Please find someone your own age or at least a vampire. Age doesn't really matter in that category."

"Hey! I'm not in love with anyone, I just needed a clear clarification..."

Yugi gave her son an 'are you kidding'? look before holding her hands up in surrender "Right... I see.. But if you bring an old woman-"

"I don't have an old woman fetish!"

"-Then we won't have a problem-Ayyee wait a minute! That goes for old men too!"

"MUM, GET OUT!"

-x-x-x-x-x-

As the school night dragged on, Heba could hardly contain his impatience to go home. Classes were dragging, conversation was boring, and there was no one by the name of Atemu in sight. His explorations to find the male almost drained him to the point of collapsing into a heap on the floor without a means to get up. He was exhausted and most definitely sleep deprived. He ventured in the cafeteria, glanced in random classrooms and even checked the restrooms, no sign. He was frustrated and easily angered at the failed effort to find him. How is one able to eschew him so easily without a single trace. Did he even enter the school building? But that doesn't make sense since a few of his classmates had seen him make his entrance at 12.

He banged his head on the nearest locker in defeat, his fists held against the cool metal. He was going to apologize for his behaviour, he was actually going to do it. He felt horrible for how he was acting, but now he's starting to brush his need to apologize away. If he's no where in sight, he shouldn't work his ass off looking for him.

He carried on beating his head against the locker until a hand gripped his shoulder firmly making him pause in mid head butt. He swivelled around quickly, his lips accidentally brushing against another pair as he did so. Palms growing sweaty at the faint graze of lips on his own, he yanked away in embarrassment, his eyes widening in disbelief "Oh God.. I didn't-"

"-Well, that was a nice greeting shorty.." Atemu smirked, his hands snapping forward towards the locker to trap the teen between his body. He leaned forward ever so slightly so his mouth was near the base of the kids ear. He smiled "So I've heard you've been asking around for me, care to tell me why?"

Heba squirmed under the intense gaze being sent his way. He tried breaking contact, however, a hand clutched hold of his chin so he couldn't move. He felt his throat go dry at their close proximity, his breathing becoming irregular from discomfort. "I'm sorry.."

Atemu's questioning stare faltered, now being replaced with astonishment. He didn't expect that, not at all. He let his hands drop by his side "What?"

"I said-"

"I know what you said. What I mean is why?"

"Why?" Heba rubbed the back of his neck, his eyes downcast "I just want to apologize for how I've been acting, I've been very immature."

"Apology accepted."

"What?" Heba snapped his head up "Are you sure-"

"I'm sure." After a moment of silence between them, he raised an eyebrow when Heba crossed his arms over his chest, his eyes boring into his own. "What..?" He asked hesitantly, wondering why the kid was suddenly sending him a pushing look.

Amethyst eyes narrowed "Hey, I apologized, don't you think you should too?"

"I apologize.. Please forgive me shor-"

"STOP CALLING ME THAT."

"I'll take it to my grave."

"No, you wo-"

"Yes, I will."

Heba gave a small growl before pushing away from the lockers. He's said his apologies, now he can leave without feeling guilty. As he threw his bag over his shoulder he glanced over only to notice Atemu was still in the same location staring at him with an unwavering gaze. He felt a little jittery at how intense he was watching him as if he was going through a thought process on what to say. Sighing, he decided to snap Atemu out of whatever state he got himself into "Atemu?" He questioned, walking back the way he came to lay a hand on his shoulder.

"So, I'll pick you up by the gate, how does that sound?"

Heba recoiled back like he had been shot, holding his hand to his chest protectively. He watched astounded. Since when did he and Atemu make plans to meet? Since when did he agree to go anywhere with him? "I never agreed.."

He shrugged while brushing Heba's words off nonchalantly "I'll take that as a yes. Cya later shorty." He winked before brushing past the teen to disappear up the corridor.

Heba watched his retreating form until he was nowhere in sight. He raised an eyebrow "That son of a bitch."

-x-x-x-x-x-

A flock of students charge out of the school entrance as the night finally draws to an end, the sun beginning to surge and linger proudly up ahead. A single figure leaned up against the gate that works as a barrier to conceal the school building, his posture rigid and his teeth forever gnawing at his bottom lip. He sighed for what seemed like the fifth time in the last 10 minutes, his patience running thin. Jaden and Mana had already left through the gates along with the rest of the gang to part as they go their separate ways. The only two that remained were his parents who had rushed out of class to do God knows what. They muttered something about 'fulfilling a need'. He had a clear assumption, but would rather no dwell on it otherwise images that are not supposed to be there would constantly appear in his mind to torment him.

Glancing down at his watch, he began hopping from one foot to the other in boredom, his eyes trained on the school building. After what seemed like forever, his parents; looking disorientated, were seen running from the building, their hands working on ridding kinks out of their clothes and running fingers through their hair to make it that little bit more decent. He found himself rolling his eyes, it didn't take any genius to figure out what they were doing behind closed doors. Again, he didn't want to know and he wouldn't ask.

The two made a fast approach, their hands now clasped once they stood in front of their son who didn't look the slightest bit amused with their predicament. He raised an eyebrow, but said nothing.

"We were just-"

"- I don't want to know." He smiled, stuffing his hands inside his pocket "I'll be out for a couple of hours, I thought I'd let you know."

Yugi frowned, her motherly instincts getting the best of her "Out? For how long, with who and where?"

"That will be with me, Mrs."

Everyone snapped their head towards the newcomer, their eyes locking with amused ruby. Yugi sighed, her head falling to rest on her husband's shoulder "What do you want." It wasn't a question, more of a demand, but her tone was soft, therefore, contradicted the true meaning behind those 4 words.

"To take your son out is all, if that's fine with you of course. Heba has already agreed."

Heba glared "No I didn't!"

"So it looks like we'll be leaving!" Atemu nodded towards the couple before placing his hand on Heba's back to guide him the way to their destination "I'll bring him back in 3!"

"Off me, I can make my own way thank you!"

Yami watched the scene unfold with a raised eyebrow, his son now a great distance away from them, however, the bickering between the two is more than audible. He peered down at his wife who never moved a muscle while watching the display, his eyes full of concern "Love?"

"Remember all those years ago when we questioned Jaden's sexuality which soon led us to question Heba's..?"

Yami frowned but nodded "When you said Jaden was gay whereas I said Heba? You do know that was a joke right?"

Yugi turned around to wrap her arms around Yami's neck, her amethyst eyes boring into crimson "Are you oblivious to the looks they send each other? Yes, Atemu seems more open whereas Heba tries and fails to hide it behind a poorly built up mask that shows animosity. I think he's beginning to experience emotions that he's never experienced before therefore he's scared to act up on them and reveal them."

"Very observant, what if you're wrong?" Yami asked, knowing there's a possibility that his wife could be assuming things or getting her hopes up for that matter. He doesn't care about his son's preference, nor the type of person as long as they treat Heba the way he deserves to be treated, the same with his wife. He wrapped his arms around her waist, his fingers rubbing at the brief school material that conceals flawless skin.

"Then I'm completely wrong, but the conversation I had with him when I woke him up confirmed my suspicions. He asked me about love Yami.."

Yami thought back to the conversation he had with Heba when he came home at a later period and expressed himself. He couldn't but smile, how come he's been oblivious to the truth "So soon.."

Yugi nodded "Too soon."

-x-x-x-x-x-

Heba glared at the pavement with hatred, his feet never ceasing in their movement. He had his arms over his chest protectively since Atemu always felt the need to reach out and grab his hand at all the unexpected moments. He bit his lip as they continued their journey in silence, the taller halting all conversations due to his lack of response. He once again felt guilty for acting like such an ass, but when in the presence of Atemu, he cannot help it. He raised his head to gaze out of the corner of his eye at Atemu, the male never snapping his eyes away from the long road ahead. Again he bit his lip, his eyes downcast.

"Here we are." Atemu's voiced pierced the silence, his hand directed towards a building they had stopped in front of. Heba snapped his head up and smiled, his eyes shining.

"I love cinemas, what are we watching?"

Atemu smirked "You'll see."

-x-x-x-x-x-

Heba slumped further into his seat, his hands clinging to the armrest. He could see his knuckles turn a deathly white due to the lack of blood circulation, but he didn't have the heart to care. Instead of watching the movie projecting on the screen he found himself glaring daggers at the object of his frustration "Seriously?"

Atemu inclined in his seat, eyes flickering momentarily towards the angered teen before falling back on the screen ahead "What? I like this movie."

"Why..?"

He shrugged, hands blindly searching for the popcorn "The love that they share is captivating."

"And tragic."

"Indeed. It's catastrophic, but the story is a beautiful one at that, even if it does end tragically."

Heba nodded stiffly, his hold on the arm rest relaxing "I watched this yesterday, it was the main reason I was out so early, but so late.."

Atemu smiled "You're still not used to the time difference huh?"

"Not at all." He found himself smiling, his body finally relaxing in his seat. He didn't feel uncomfortable like he had previously thought, quite the opposite.

Atemu nodded in understanding, eyes now trained on the smaller who seemed less troubled and more carefree. "So, what was the reason this movie brought you out?" He raised an eyebrow in interest.

Heba felt his face flame up at his spoken question, his own eyes immediately breaking contact with striking ruby at their intensity "Could you envision yourself finding love only for that person to be harshly ripped away from you?" At his own words, his mind instantly powered up a mental image of his father. He knew of all the misdeeds that transpired between his mother and her uncle, the revelation that he had successfully killed her, but through the power of her millennium puzzle that maintained her soul, freed her from those vicious confines all thanks to his father who poured his heart and soul into completing the puzzle without knowing anything of the outcome. He's sure his father could answer his question without hesitation, his lover was indeed ripped away from him abruptly, his heart shattered and broken beyond repair...

"I'm afraid it's a question I cannot answer. I've never been in love with another individual therefore painting an image would show to be difficult. Why do you ask, are you in love?" He seemed to frown at his own suggestion, his hand gripping on the leather armrest subconsciously. The thought of Heba in love with someone else and not himself had his stomach turning, who has stolen his shorty's heart?

Heba's eyes widened, his arms frantically waving around in the air to dismiss Atemu's assumptions "NO NO! I'M NOT-" He clamped his mouth shut as all eyes were on him, most glaring daggers at his very being while others held a finger to their mouth with a brief 'shh'. He blushed and bowed his head before lowering his voice to a more appropriate volume "I'm not in love at all, just overly curious I suppose.. Sometimes I find myself wondering what it would be like to fall in love, who it would be and our future together."

Atemu gave a stiff nod while relaxing in his seat. So he was mistaken and paranoid for no reason at all. Heba doesn't love anyone, but that means he has no interest in him either. He frowned, his eyes scanning over the teen who was back to watching the movie. He couldn't allow that. Sitting up, he caught Heba's attention "So.. Not a crush or..?"

Heba titled his head to the side in a manner which made Atemu resist the urge to pounce on him and devour him then and there. "Nope."

Nope was what replayed in his head. Nope. He slumped back in his chair, his glare directed on the head of an unsuspecting victim. So that means.. Turning back towards Heba, he decided to try again "So are you not attracted to anyone?"

Heba contemplated his question for longer that Atemu deemed necessary, but soon gave his answer "I guess so.. That Miho chick is attractive and Mai.."

Atemu's eye twitched "Anyone else?"

"A girl in my tutor called-"

"-Any guys?"

Heba frowned, his eyes trailing downwards towards the popcorn that Atemu was squeezing the life out of. He titled his head to the side, a minute smirk twitching at his lips "Oh, I see.." He moved Atemu's murderous hand away from the ruined popcorn while using his other hand to place the box elsewhere, his hold never breaking from Atemu's "You were hoping I said your name!" He gave a faint chuckle, mindful of every arrogant mortal in the cinema who weren't amused with their constant mutterings.

"Was not." He ripped his hand away from Heba's and turned his glare back towards the still unsuspecting male in front of him.

Heba sighed "Fair enough."

Why does he always say the wrong things then feel guilty afterwards?

-x-x-x-x-x-

Heba wrapped his arms around himself as he walked behind Atemu who still hadn't spoken to him since his outburst. He didn't know what to say to put things right, he didn't know if there was a wrong to put right. He acted on instinct, maybe a little out of line, but it was so obvious. Who knew Atemu to be the type who would turn ignorant and strive to escape him because he spoke his thoughts out loud. Even so, he felt hurt, a deep wave of guilt forming in his chest, as well as an emotion he cannot decipher. "Atemu?" He glowered when Atemu made no acknowledgement whatsoever "Atemu, please?"

And as if Heba's pleading voice snapped him out of whatever phase he was in, he stopped and peered over his shoulder while waiting for the smaller to catch up. When he did, he sighed "What is it Heba?"

"I'm sorry."

He stopped in his tracks, Heba following simultaneously "Forget it, I was over reacting shorty. Don't apologize."

"But-"

"-No. Where do you live? I'll walk you home."

Heba, defeated, gave Atemu his address and the two continued their walk in silence. However, their silence was short lived as Heba grew frustrated "Atemu..?"

Said person stuffed his hands inside his pockets, his head turning to the teen inching closer "What now?"

"This is my home.."

Atemu's frown was soon replaced by realization. Indeed they were. He had to admire the architecture for a brief second, such beauty and delicacy that mirrors Heba's personality and appearance. A resplendent work of art.. Shaking those thoughts aside, he entered the gate and advanced up the path to the main entrance with Heba on his tail.

"Thank you Atemu. I really enjoyed today and it was sweet of you to accompany me home, you weren't obliged to..."

"Of course, it was my pleasure." He grasped Heba's hand with his own, raising them towards his lips for a brief kiss "I'll be off, see you at school." With an incline of his head, he began his lengthy journey home.

Heba suddenly felt his blood run cold, a surge of loneliness sneaking up on him as he followed Atemu's retreating form with his eyes. He didn't want him to go, that emotion was obvious, but they've already said their goodbyes and he was now leaving without looking back. He briefly wondered how Atemu was feeling, is he also battling with his emotions? Rubbing his arms, he shouted out one word before he could prevent it from escaping.

"STAY!"

He didn't know why he said it, he knew his parents were inside, but the ache in his chest didn't let those thoughts wander.

"Heba?"

Heba glanced up, his eyes serious "Stay, please?"

When Atemu gave a nod although his eyes held confusion, both entered through the door without so much as a word between them. The air was thick, almost impenetrable, however, a voice, deep and demanding authority easily cut through the air "What on earth is this?"

Heba closed the door behind him before turning towards his father. "Just bringing a friend home."

"I see." He eyed Atemu suspiciously but shrugged, shortly dropping whatever subject he was going to bring up "Well, have fun. I'll be with your mother. Jaden and Mana decided to take Yusei for a walk around the back field, they left approximately five minutes ago." He patted Heba on the shoulder while nodding his head in Atemu's direction "Again, have fun." He chuckled before disappearing up the stairs, leaving the two boys alone.

Heba frowned. He had to admit that his encounter with his father was odd. He was sure he would question him more, maybe even demand that Atemu leaves. And what was with that laugh? "I guess father is getting laid.."

"Pardon?"

Heba jumped, his hands cupping his mouth. Unbelievable. Did he just say that out loud? "I uhh.. I said I think my father is a maid..-Fuck." He rubbed the back of his neck, his cheeks burning up "He's hiring a maid, that's what I said!.." BINGO! He turned his head and facepalmed. He must look like a fool. What rhymes with laid?..Maid..Paid..Suede. Not like it matters anymore.

Behave like a fool?

Check.

"I see, do you even have any maids around here?" He surveyed the room they were in, finding no one to be in sight apart from Heba and himself.

"What? That's absurd. Why would we hire maids? We're not invalids."

Atemu snapped his head around, his eyebrow raising "But you just told me your dad is hiring a-"

"-So, what shall we do? I have games?"

Atemu sighed but dropped the subject "What kind?"

"I'll show you!" Heba grabbed hold of his arm, hauling him up the stairs along with himself towards his room. He had a great selection of games, most electronic, but he's not adverse to board games so bought a few of them too. Normally he'd just play MMORPGs on his laptop, but a small change couldn't hurt. Entering his room, he pushed Atemu in and slammed the door shut behind them, startling Atemu.

"What has that door ever done to you?"

"I've walked into it a few times, it's lethal!" He ignored the bewildered look while crouching on the floor in front of his TV to sort through his games. He had a stack full and more downstairs in the game room. He really needs list everything off..

"Neat collection. How about GTA? They have strip clubs." He smirked, settling down next to the flustered teen who budged away instantly.

"I guess.." Opening up the case, he placed the delicate disk into his Ps4 and waited until the game loaded. During the seemingly endless wait, he fiddled with his controller, tapping random buttons out of boredom. He chanced a glance towards Atemu, noting he was staring at the screen with a blank expression. "So.." He leaned back, craning his head to the side "Do you have this game?"

"Only for the strip club."

"Right.." Did he even need to ask? That was obvious. "So.." He turned back towards the TV, thankful the loading screen had ended "To the strip club?"

Atemu turned towards Heba, smirking "To the strip club."

~45 minutes later~

Heba's mouth dropped open "Did you just flip me off?"

"Maybe, maybe not."

"You totally did!" Heba turned his attention back towards the TV, pressing a specific button that had his character squatting.

"What the hell are you doing?" Atemu exclaimed amused. All Heba's character was doing was bobbing up and down on the spot, well, he was bobbing up and down on a dead pedestrian and by the glint in Heba's eyes, he loved it.

~35 minutes later~

Heba pouted. Atemu thought it would be funny to continuously shoot him down as soon as he respawns. What an asshole. He turned towards his 'friend', his eyes narrowed "STOP KILLING ME DAMNIT! I WANT TO RIDE IN A HELICOPTER."

Atemu sighed, his eyes trailing towards his watch "I'm afraid that would need to wait till a later date, it's getting late and I'm sure my parents will be getting antsy right about now. Sorry Heba, another time?"

"But you've only been here for over an hour, stay a little longer, please?" He pleaded, an awful feeling forming in the pit of his stomach. "You could stay here for the night? Ring your parents up, text them?"

Atemu chuckled, the sound breaking through the thick silence and going straight to his groin. His groin.. He instantly placed a blanket over his nether regions, trusting he didn't look suspicious by the fluid and sharp movement of his hand. He bowed his head, embarrassment working its way up his body. Why is he feeling all these emotions so suddenly? He peered behind thick eyelashes, frowning when he saw Atemu smirking. What a jerk!

"If you insist.." He leaned closer "But where will I be staying?"

And just as Atemu inched closer, Heba automatically shuffled away "In one of the guest rooms."

"Hmm, then I'll pass." In a blink of an eye, he was at the door "See you at school shorty."

Back to the nickname.

"No, wait!" Heba shot up, his hands rooting through drawers "I have blankets, maybe you could stay on the floor and-"

"No-" Atemu cut him off, his body leaning against the closed door "I'm a guest, right? Shouldn't I be on the bed?"

Heba sighed, head bowed "Then you can have my bed, I'll sleep on the-"

Atemu scoffed. Was this kid for real? He must be dense. "How about we both sleep on the bed?"

"W-What!..But we hardly know each other! Isn't that too intimate?"

"If you want it to be."

"I'm not gay!" He snapped, his head turning to hide his blush and the conspicuous arousal in his pants. Truth be told, he's starting to question his sexuality. He's attracted to Atemu, his body heats up when he's around, his breathing becomes ragged, butterflies form in his stomach and his dick stands to attention when Atemu pulls a sexual face without even knowing it himself. If he's not attracted to Atemu then his body mustn't be functioning correctly.

"Fair enough." He took hold of the door handle "I'll-"

"Stop that! Gahh..FINE! You can sleep with me!" Heba mumbled curses under his breath, his hands working on shutting the blinds and curtains to stop the sunlight filtering through his room. Once the room was engulfed by darkness and he had finished turning the console off, he divested down to his boxers and slipped under the covers while patiently waiting for Atemu to text his parents and do the same. Closing his eyes, he soon felt an extra weight on the bed followed by faint shuffling before a firm chest was pressed against his back. Despite the heat, his body shivered at the contact, his body aching to be touched, to connect in more ways than one..

"Night Heba.." Atemu whispered, his breath tickling Heba's neck purposely to stir a reaction from the smaller. He wasn't disappointed with his actions as he suddenly felt an extra weight on his chest, his eyes staring up at lust filled amethyst.

"What do you think you are doing?" He growled, his fingers digging in the flesh of Atemu's bicep.

Atemu ignored the pain in his arm to grasp Heba's chin between his fingers, his hand guiding his face towards his own to bring their lips together sensually and erotically. Their lips parting and closing in perfect rhythm, their hands tentatively rubbing along bare flesh, anything exposed that they can get their trailing hands on.

Heba couldn't stop the moan from escaping, his hands leaving their explorations momentarily to tangle in Atemu's hair. So many feelings were projected through one kiss, intense and stimulating feelings that were making his toes curl in delight.

Atemu broke the kiss unwillingly to answer the question long ago spoken "I'm merely doing what you desire.." His hands were now slowly trailing beneath the waistband of Heba's boxers, fingers massaging skin beneath. His gaze never wavered from the smaller as he slowly reached towards the object of Heba's aching need that lay concealed by fabric, his hands cupping and massaging his erection.

Heba's groans and cries were music to his ears, his body immediately reacting to Heba's every exclamation and body arches. He could feel himself grow painfully hard watching the other writhing on top on him, his smaller body reacting to his hands that offer pleasure. "A-Atemu.." He moaned out, his hands shaking from where they held him up. His mind was a mess, everything coherent shattered and swept away. He couldn't think, he was in too deep to stop his actions. He knew it was wrong, but he proceeded nevertheless. He's never felt so good before, his body intoxicated with desire, a long hidden desire that he has laid concealed at the back of his mind for an endless period of time. God did it feel good to set it free, to act up on it.

Talented hands continued with their ministrations, owner of said hands eyes closed to savor the moans that heightened in pitch and grew more frequent as his friends climax was nearing. The humidity increased, the air hot, the windows steaming. A sheen layer of sweat blanketed Heba's body, his blonde bangs falling over his eyes that were half lidded. Heba reached down to claim Atemu's lips with his own, his tongue battling it out with Atemu's to slip inside his own territory and explore.

Lips and tongues caressing each other, Heba's breathing grew ragged, his pants more frequent and needy. He broke the kiss to peer down at Atemu behind his eyelashes and bangs, his body instinctively arching as Atemu's active hand worked him faster "I..I-I'm close.."

Atemu nodded, his body relaxing when their lips met for a third time, the kiss more zealous and heated. Heba squirmed on top of him, his body constantly rubbing against his own restricted member that was still hidden underneath his own boxers. He ignored his own desire to fulfill Heba's, his hand never ceasing it's actions.

"A-Atemu!" Heba cried out, his body collapsing as he spilled his seed on Atemu's hand. He shivered, bathing in the aftermath of the handjob he received. Both lay silently for what seemed like forever as Heba tried to regain his composure. He was still on cloud nine, his body shivering with unknown excitement. He could lay there for eternity, even more so when Atemu wrapped his arms around his waist and brought him close. He was content to lie in his arms without being relinquished. He was in too deep.

"Atemu I'm-" He cut himself off as he raised his head from Atemu's chest, his eyes drinking in the sight of his friend who's eyes were closed, his breathing even. Smiling, he leaned forward to place a kiss on slightly parted lips, his head settling on his chest "Night Atemu, thank you." After staring at the opposing wall for a while longer, he finally succumbed to darkness.

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