(I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh)

A/N: Finally, here's a lemon for all of you. took me forever to write, for whatever reason. I hope you like it....

*************Chapter 16*************

Yami woke up, more comfortable and content than he had ever been, and it took him a moment to figure out what was so much different about this morning. Oh, yeah. He remembered the previous night as he rolled over, catching sight of the god-like figure beside him. He still couldn't believe that Seto loved him and no one else; he'd thought that no one would ever love him like that. As he scooted closer to his love, nestling into his chest, Seto opened his blue eyes sleepily, yawning and smiling at the same time when he saw Yami.

"Hey, sweetheart. How'd you sleep?" he asked him, not entirely awake. Yami nodded.

"Not too badly... and you?"

"Amazing. After all, you were right here, weren't you? It doesn't get much better than that..." He suddenly snagged Yami around the waist, his hands grasping Yami's frail hips. He pulled him on top of him, so that he was straddling Seto, laughing at the dumbfounded look on Yami's face. "Come here," he demanded, chuckling. Yami leaned forward and put one hand behind Seto's head as the taller boy pulled lightly on his hair, bringing him into a warm kiss. "You're... perfect for me. You know that?" Yami blushed, but shook his head.

"I'm sure you could find someone much better, although I'm not complaining that you have low standards." Seto raised an eyebrow, feigning anger.

"Excuse me? Did you just insult my taste in men? I take offense to that..." Yami leaned forward, teasing him.

"Oh really? Well, is there any way to make it up to you?" He was only half joking, and Seto seemed to sense that. In one fluid movement, he (somehow) had flipped them so that he was now straddling Yami's chest.

"Oh, I dunno... we could-" He kissed Yami fiercely- "probably work something out, don't you think?" Yami's pulse sped up noticeably. He tried to pull Seto closer, but realized that he couldn't move his arms the way they were pinned next to his body. He struggled weakly.

"Seto, get off of my arms, please. I can't feel them..." They were starting to fall asleep, but Seto allowed Yami a little more movement. Not for long, though, as a few seconds later, he'd gathered Yami as much in his arms as possible and was holding him closely, kissing him intensely.

"Yami," Seto whispered as Yami ran his hands along his back and sides. They still had no shirts on, and the moment Yami started tugging at the waistband of Seto's pants, Seto was helping to remove Yami's as well. "Yami? Are you okay?" he asked, panting in Yami's ear as his erection brushed his leg. Yami moaned in response. "Yami, what do you want me to do?" He fixed Seto with a look that made it pretty damn obvious. "Yami, just tell me if you're uncomfortable. You promise?" Yami nodded tentatively. He wasn't at all sure that he wanted this, but at that moment, it seemed to be right. He promised himself that no matter what, he wouldn't let himself regret any of this.

"I'm fine... I swear." Seto hesitated only for a moment more before trapping him in a deep kiss that Yami eagerly returned. He could feel the taller boy's hands moving in circles on his chest, circles that moved lower and lower with each repetition. Soon, his hand was nearing... that area, and Yami stiffened involuntarily. Seto stopped immediately, making Yami whine in displeasure. "No, don't... don't stop. I'm fine..." When he was convinced that he really was okay, Seto continued to touch Yami, carefully pushing one finger inside of him, then two, and, after what felt like forever, three. Yami braced himself, determined not to react badly to this.

"You okay?" Seto asked, as he continued to work his fingers in small movements, gradually preparing Yami. He nodded, not trusting his voice. He was ready for this, he realized. Emotionally, he was ready to leave whatever pain he had experienced and to be happy again. Fueled by this revelation, he wove his fingers through Seto's hair and pulled him forward into another kiss. When Seto finally pulled away, the look in his eyes made Yami's pulse soar. "Are... are you ready? It's okay if you aren't. If you don't want to, just tell me..." Yami shook his head at Seto's nervous words.

"I'm ready," he whispered, and Seto slowly positioned himself. Yami could see that his hands were shaking, and he felt slightly more at ease. Then, there was... pain. He gasped, cursing himself for doing so, but unable to resist. "I-I'm okay... just... yeah, I'm okay," he said, murmuring a constant stream of reassurances as Seto apologized over and over again. When he grew accustomed to the feeling, he tugged at Seto's arm, encouraging him. He pushed inside Yami even further, and then began slowly rocking back and forth. Yami clenched his teeth; it felt good, but it hurt, and it still brought back bad memories. As long as he kept telling himself that this was Seto, not his father, not... not him, he was okay. Well, more than okay, really. He softly moaned Seto's name.

"Fuck, Yami," Seto groaned, increasing his pace. With each tiny movement, soft whines and moans would escape, unbidden, from Yami, and they seemed to encourage Seto. Yami came suddenly, allowing a choked moan, and Seto was not long after. As they lay on the bed, panting and sweating, they embraced tightly. Yami was shaking from the very thought of what he had just done, and the fact that he had actually enjoyed it. This was a new concept.

"Hey, what's wrong?" Seto asked as he brushed a few sweaty strands of hair from Yami's face. Yami felt conflicted; he wanted to talk to Seto, to tell him everything, but he feared rejection. He took a deep breath, deciding that he had to tell him.

"So... is it okay if I tell you what happened... before? With the last person I-I- you know, liked?" he whispered, stumbling on some of the words.

"Of course it's okay! I told you to talk to me if you ever wanted to..." Seto ruffled his hair lovingly, but Yami could see the concern in his eyes.

"But... But I want you to still like me." He was mortified saying the words. Seto sighed.

"Yami... Unless it involves murdering small children, or lighting kittens on fire, I swear I will still like you. Even then, I'd probably still like you. Just tell me?" Yami giggled nervously at Seto's joke, but sobered almost immediately. He remained silent for almost a full minute before he was actually able to speak.

"Um... okay. So you know how everyone at school hates me?" Seto growled at the mention of those complete fools, but nodded. "You know they don't like me because I'm gay, but they don't hate the other gay people. There aren't that many, but there are a few. Well... there was this teacher, and everyone really liked him. He was a good teacher, and he was kind of famous. He was one of the creators of that Duel Monsters game that Yugi and Mokuba play." Seto nodded again, encouraging Yami to continue. "Well... he liked me a lot. He said that I was his favorite student, and he would always ask me to help him out with stuff, like grading kids' papers. He was so nice to me, and I... I felt good with him. I felt safe. He knew, Seto. He knew about my dad, and he still... He made me feel special, and he convinced me that he loved me, when nobody else even noticed my existence. And at first, he would just invite me to his house for lunch, and we would talk about school and stuff, and then about our lives, and then, he...he wanted more, and more..." He stopped, swallowing hard. Seto noticed tears beginning in his eyes, and stroked his hair soothingly. "I should have seen it. He said that if I actually loved him, that I would have sex with him, and that if I didn't, it was because I was so young and immature. He said that when adults were in love, that's what they did, and that the reason he wanted me was because he loved me. And then people found out. He got fired, and everyone blamed me that their favorite teacher had been fired. They said that I was a slut, and a whore, and that I slept with him so that I would get good grades, and that I seduced him. It's not true, though, Seto. I thought he actually liked me, I-" He was getting hysterical, and Seto fought to calm him.

"Yami! Yami, calm down, please! It's okay. It isn't your fault. That bastard knew full well what he was doing, and he went ahead and took advantage of you. Yami, it wasn't your fault. I still love you. Look! I love you!" He forced Yami to meet his eyes before he kissed him, slowly and deeply, trying to reassure him. "You okay now?" Yami didn't respond for a moment.

"But... I'm so stupid. I should have known that he wouldn't want me. I'm sorry... I'm so... disgusting." Yami's voice was barely audible, and tears silently ran down his face. Seto tried to wipe them away, but his efforts were proven futile as more took their place.

"Yami, shut up. Please, just shut the hell up. Okay? You. Are. Not. Disgusting. Do I make myself clear? Seto Kaiba does not like disgusting things; Seto Kaiba likes Yami Mutou; therefore, by the transitive property, Yami Mutou is not disgusting. Make sense?" Yami stared at him incredulously.

"You-you're making math jokes?" He burst out laughing despite his previous state. "You.... are a nerd. You know that? A nerd." Seto pretended to be hurt.

"Why would you even say such a thing?"

"Because it's true, and you know it." Seto shrugged.

"True enough, true enough. But I'm a sexy nerd..." Yami hit him with a pillow. "You're just jealous because my logic is infallible..." Yami laughed again, punching him playfully.

"Just keep telling yourself that." He stretched, wincing slightly at the pain in his stiff muscles. Seto noticed, but decided to keep quiet. Yami wouldn't listen to his apologies anyway, and he'd rather not argue about it. After getting cleaned up and dressed, they headed downstairs, only to find Yugi and Bakura sprawled out together on the couch. Well, at least they were wearing clothes...

"Yugi, wake up!" Yami shook his brother awake. "Yugi!" The boy yawned, looking around blearily as Bakura stretched.

"What's goin' on?"

"It's almost noon. Why are you two even here?" His voice sounded a bit sharper than he had intended, and Bakura put his arm around Yugi protectively.

"Hey! Don't talk to Yugi like that," he chastised Yami, glaring daggers at him.

"He's my brother! I'll talk to him however I want to!" He wasn't pleased with the way Bakura was talking to him, but secretly a little relieved that he was protective of Yugi.

"No fighting in my house," Seto reminded them cautiously. They settled for glaring at each other instead. "But seriously, why are you two here? I thought you were at your house..." Bakura shrugged.

"You're gonna have to ask your brother. All I know is that things were getting kinda... interesting... with him and Ryou when we left. Didn't really wanna know. So Yugi said it would probably be okay if we crashed here." Seto looked stunned. "Don't worry. We didn't do anything bad to your couch," he assured Seto. Yami practically choked, blushing furiously and Bakura smirked evilly. "What's wrong, you jealous that your little brother gets more action than you?" Yami's face flushed, and Yugi's face was nearing the same color. "It's okay. I'll explain it when you're older..." Suddenly, Seto came up behind Yami, circling his arms around him.

"Thank you, Bakura, for your generous offer, but I do believe that Yami understands perfectly what you mean," he countered. The other boy burst out into loud, obnoxious laughter.

"Oh, man. I like you," he told Seto. A small whine escaped from Yugi, and Bakura spun around quickly, catching him in a forceful kiss.

"Ugh," Yami muttered, turning to Seto. "That was something I could have lived a full and happy life without seeing..."

"Agreed. Let's get out of here." As they left the house, Seto called to the two lovers, "Hey, please don't mess up my house, you guys..." He received no reply, so he and Yami hurriedly got into the car. "Well?" he asked Yami once they were buckled. "Where to?"

"Anywhere is fine," Yami answered truthfully. "As long as I'm with you."

A/N: So there it is. sorry if you don't like it... I'm trying. review, please? I love you all!!!

Also, if you want more of the Yugi/Bakura story, read Innocent Eyes, my other story. I think I already mentioned it, but it's a companion to this one. thanks!

~alex~