Title: The Key to My Heart – Chapter Two
Author: Erudit
Pairings: YY/Y; S/J, M/B mentioned
Genre: Romance
Warnings: Sexual Content!
Rating: M
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Blablabla- Thoughts
/blablabla/- Yami and Yugi talking through mind link
"blablabla"- normal talking
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"He is barely six, surely you can not honestly mean?"
"Do I look as if I was joking? Now go out of my way, whore, and let me take him!"
"But why must it be him? You could have anybody else…"
"I am the pharaoh! I have no desire to sleep with something that has already shared my subjects' beds!"
"Akhenaden-"
"How dare you insult me thus! You might be my son's mother, whore, but you have no say in this country as long as I rule it! Mention my name again, and you won't live to see the sun rise the next day!"
"Please don't take the boy, my pharaoh. He's still too young…"
"The sooner he learns his place in this world, the better. Now bring him to me!"
"But-"
"Enough! If he isn't standing in front of me in five seconds, you'll all meet the Guillotine!"
Yugi decided at that moment to make his appearance. He'd hidden behind the corner when the pharaoh had entered the dungeons, knowing what could happen to a child once the pharaoh had set his eyes on him or her. Apparently his hiding hadn't been enough, though, as the pharaoh had requested his services as soon as he had entered the concubines' quarters. Yugi was horrified of the thought of the king touching him but he was sure it was a lot better than all the concubines having to suffer because of him not doing his job. He'd grown up with the whores; he'd always known that one day it would be his turn to serve the country, as Teana always called it. He just hadn't expected that day to arrive so soon.
"I'm ready, my pharaoh." Yugi stated obediently, his head lowered, and his limbs trembling. "Please do not harm them."
"That is very wise of you, boy. I see that you don't lack your sense of duty as some older whores do." The pharaoh glared one last time at the mother of his son, and then left the room, Yugi on his heels.
Yugi could barely keep up with the king; he was small, even for his age. He didn't have time to look at the rooms and pictures they were passing by, even though he had wished to see them ever since he had been a little child. The concubines, especially the prince's mother, hadn't allowed him to leave the dungeons in fear of the pharaoh seeing him. But obviously even their cautiousness hadn't helped.
The pharaoh suddenly stopped in front of a door, and Yugi just barely avoided running into him. Servants opened the door, and Yugi was ushered inside.
"I want him done in half an hour. I'll be waiting for him in my chambers." That said, the pharaoh turned around and left.
Yugi was let to a bathtub, where several slaves tried to cleanse him of the dirt that stuck to his skin. His hair was rinsed and dried with a few spells, and his nails were cut and polished. Once the water was satisfactorily dirty, Yugi was allowed to step out of the tub. He was rubbed dry with large fluffy towels, and at that moment Yugi even mused that if he always got treated like that when having to sleep with somebody, then maybe the entire thing wasn't as bad as he had thought.
Yugi was dressed with fine clothes, and then was shrouded in a cloud of perfume. He started coughing and his eyes watered as he tried to escape the intense smell of various perfumes that were apparently all to the king's liking.
When he was finally able to breathe again, the servants decided that he was ready for the pharaoh. He was let to a large room, his legs trembling once again, cold sweat gathering at his temples. He knew from the other concubines that the pharaoh liked it rough. It would hurt a lot.
The doors that led to the pharaoh's private chambers were pulled open, and Yugi slowly stepped inside, even though he would have much rather run away. His entire body was shaking as he sat down on the floor in front of the pharaoh.
"So you're finally ready, boy." The king said from his position on the bed. "Come now, I've entertained myself enough with the thoughts of having you. It's time that my dreams finally come true."
Yugi didn't move an inch. He had no idea what he was supposed to do. Had the pharaoh meant that he should join him in bed? Suddenly he was grabbed by an invisible hand (magic), yanked in the air, and landing right on top of the pharaoh, his belly meeting with something hard.
"Yes." The pharaoh moaned, as the boy made contact with his hard member. Yugi lay stiff in the position he had landed in, his eyes widening. Then he felt legs curl around him, and push him hard into the pharaoh, more precisely onto the pharaoh's erection. The pharaoh moaned in pleasure, pulling the boy closer, and releasing him a little bit just to harshly pull him closer once again.
Yugi watched the entire thing rather perplexed, not understanding what was going on. Was the king in pain? Why had he closed his eyes and was moaning? It couldn't be sex…Teana had told him many stories about it, all involving the hard member that he could feel himself being pressed to inserting his own body. The pharaoh and he himself were still fully closed; it couldn't be sex, could it?
"Oh yes." The pharaoh moaned again, and then suddenly released Yugi from the tight hold his legs had had him in. He spread his legs wide, and moved the large bulge directly in front of Yugi's nose. Yugi blinked. Was he supposed to be doing something?
"Open my pants, now!" The pharaoh hissed, his voice sounding hoarse and strained. Yugi immediately did is told, although it was difficult to with the giant bulge filling the otherwise wide pants. He accidentally brushed the pharaoh's erection, when pulling down the pants. The king groaned.
"Touch it!" Yugi looked towards the erection, not sure if the pharaoh was talking about that or something else. He didn't understand what he was supposed to do. Teana had always told him he didn't have to do anything. He was supposed to lie on his stomach, and the pharaoh should enter him somehow…
"Touch it now, boy!" The king yelled angrily, his yellow eyes throwing daggers at Yugi, even though they were at the moment shrouded with lust. Yugi tentatively grabbed the erection, now faintly remembering a story of how to please men without actually having sex with them. Maybe if he did it good enough the pharaoh wouldn't want to sleep with him?
"Oh yes!" large hands gripped the sheets, as Yugi's small hands moved up and down what he thought was a giant erection. But then again he'd never seen any before. Maybe it was the normal size. "Good; go faster boy. Faster!"
Yugi did as told, just to suddenly tumble of the pharaoh, as the older had raised his hips in desperation. "Hurry! Go faster! Don't dawdle!" The pharaoh panted, his face taking on a red color, sweat gathering on his face, arms and chest. Only now Yugi realized that the king wore no shirt. Apparently he had rid himself of it before Yugi had entered the room.
Yugi awkwardly continued to move his hands up and down the length of the erection, stopping every few seconds when he felt the member trembling. "Good god, will you just continue without hesitating boy! Do you want to make me angry?"
Yugi shook his head although the other couldn't see as his eyes were clenched shut in frustration. "Now you'll use your mouth! I've waited long enough."
Yugi squeaked at the thought of having to take any body parts of the king into his mouth. Yellow eyes opened angrily, and Yugi obediently lowered his head so that his mouth was right on top of the tip. He shuddered unconsciously, and tried to breath slowly to calm himself. The erection twitched, and he would have jumped away in surprise had the pharaoh's legs not suddenly closed around him once again. He was pushed against the erection, his open mouth filled with a rather large part of the stiff member. He started gagging, and tried to pull free. He couldn't breathe. But the pharaoh just roughly pulled him closer, and he could feel the erection starting to vibrate in his mouth. He moved his lips, and flailed his arms wildly, hoping to break free.
"Yes!" The pharaoh yelled loudly, and Yugi felt something wet and slippery enter his mouth. He was released in that second, and immediately moved away from the pharaoh, sputtering all the time, trying to get out of his mouth whatever it had just been that had entered it. What in the name of Ra had happened? Yugi tried to cleanse his mouth with his hands but it didn't help. He couldn't get rid of the taste.
"You did that very well, boy. Although I think I'll have to teach you some things. But we still have the entire night before us, don't we." The pharaoh said, his voice still sounding somewhat breathless and hoarse. "Come back to me." he then ordered.
Yugi closed his eyes for a second, taking a shuddering breath to steady himself. He never wanted something horrible like that to happen ever again. He'd thought he'd die when he couldn't take in air because of the erection in his mouth.
"Come back now!" the king barked. Yugi slowly crept over to the large man, who still lay sprawled out on the bed. He could see the member twitching, and suddenly it rose and got hard again. How had that happened? Did it have a life of its own? The king sat up and pulled Yugi right in front of the erection once again. "I think it's time we get you undressed."
Yugi stiffened and his eyes widened at the words. He'd thought he wouldn't have to sleep with the king. "Just the thought of being inside you makes me hard again." The pharaoh whispered into Yugi's ear, as he expertly rid Yugi of his clothes. Yugi trembled when he felt the pharaoh's large hands touch him. First on his back and stomach, and then they slowly went further south.
Yugi closed his eyes tightly, his hands forming fists. "Please don't." He muttered. Goosebumps rose on his arms, legs and stomach. He'd never been so afraid in his life. "Please." He began begging, tears forming in the corner of his eyes. He wanted the other to stop. He didn't like the way that the king was touching him.
"Don't worry. You'll enjoy yourself. All my concubines do." The king whispered, and then turned the two of them around. Yugi could feel the giant, hard erection pressing against his back. He whimpered. He didn't want to sleep with the king. His hands gripped the sheet so hard that his knuckles turned white. He didn't even realize how his lower lip started bleeding where he bit it. All he could feel, was the warm body pressed against him. In his thoughts he prayed to every deity he knew about that the pharaoh wouldn't enter him. He tried to wriggle free but stopped when he felt the king moan in pleasure. Apparently that was not the right way to get the king to leave him alone.
The pharaoh was just about to enter him, Yugi felt the body behind him pull away slightly and stiffening in apprehension, when suddenly the door flew open.
"Father!" Yami exclaimed as he entered the room, oblivious to what he had just interrupted. "There's something I need to talk to you about."
"Can't you see I'm busy, Yami! Come back later!" The pharaoh hissed, and Yugi could feel the erection at his entrance twitching. He whimpered.
"Can't you play with your whores later?" Yami said impatiently, his food tapping on the ground.
His father turned around, yellow eyes blazing. "No, I can't."
Yami's eyes widened in shock and then narrowed in anger as he realized just who his father was playing with. Crimson eyes blazed with rage. "Let go of him immediately."
"Why should I?" The king asked, not realizing just how angry his son already was.
"I said… let … go … of … him." Yami hissed through clenched teeth, his hands balled into fists, energy radiating around him, ready to attack.
"You have no right to tell me what to do with my whores." The king said, and finally let go of Yugi. Yugi sighed in relief and hurriedly scrambled away from the pharaoh, curling up in a corner and starting to silently sob.
"He is no whore!" Yami yelled. Some slaves entered because of the loud voices, wanting to know if their masters wished something. "Leave us alone. And don't enter again until I tell you." Yami said, his voice leaving no room for objections.
"You're out of your place, son." Akhenaden said once the slaves had left.
"How dare you touch him?" Yami growled, ignoring what his father had just said.
"Oh, please forgive me." Akhenaden said mockingly. "Had I known he was your slave, I'd have left him alone." Or at least for as long as you were not close by. The king added in his thoughts. Unfortunately for him, Yami had always been good at reading somebody's mind. He heard every train of thought. And especially his father's thoughts of Yugi angered him beyond anything he'd ever felt before.
Yugi had tightly closed his eyes, not wanting to see anything. But unfortunately he couldn't just shut off his ears. He heard every word that was exchanged between father and son. He didn't understand why the prince chose to protect him. He hadn't even met Yami before. Why was Yami threatening his own father because of him, a whore, a nobody.
"To think you would have…if I hadn't…" Yami couldn't even pronounce the words. He felt so many emotions at the moment that he could barely think straight. Jealousy was cursing through his veins. Anger at both himself and at his father. He should never have left the palace; Yugi shouldn't have been left alone. Just because of his need to be as far away from the king as possible, Akhenaden had almost been able to rape Yugi. And relief that he had just arrived in time.
Yugi started trembling once again, as he felt magic coursing through the air. The prince and king had started to fight. He had been told many stories by Teana and the prince's mother that one day Yami would kill his father and take over the throne, that everybody was waiting for the son to finally become king, but he would have never believed it to be happening now, in front of him. What had provoked the need of Yami to become king? He'd always been told that Yami was the strongest demon in the realm, so it couldn't be that he was finally strong enough to do so. The prince's mother had always told him that her son didn't want to become king. What then had changed his mind?
"Fool!" Akhenaden hissed as he threw another spell at his son. "You've never complained about any of my whores before. Why is he so different? Why do you want me to stay away from him so badly? Don't tell me he's the one you've been waiting for. That frail boy?" Akhenaden laughed loudly. "He will probably not even live to see his tenth birthday. He has no power, no special abilities, nothing! How can you, a prince, born to be a king, fall for something so low?" Another spell was thrown at Yami. "Why don't you reconsider? Surely you can find something better."
Yami's eyes darkened with every word, his face turning into a scowl. He was not pleased with his father's words. Even a blind or a deaf could have told as much. "And I suppose you, having slept with practically every person on this planet, are the right person to advise me on whom to choose." Yami snipped, as he formed a spell in his mind, and Akhenaden was surrounded by strings of blinding light.
"What the-" Akhenaden turned around to look at the spell that was currently taking effect around him. He looked back at his son, frowning. "What are you up to?"
Yami shrugged nonchalantly. "It's time we end this charade, father. It's time for you to leave. You've occupied the throne much too long."
Yugi covered his ears as an ear-shattering scream pierced through the air. He started trembling once again, somehow not seeming to be able to stop. Would the former prince, now king Yami kill him as well?
Yugi felt Yami slowly draw closer but didn't dare looking up in fear of what he might see if he indeed did. There was this rule, after all, of commoners not being allowed to look the king in the eye. And he couldn't even be called a commoner; whores were ranked even lower than the pebbles on the streets. Whores were worth nothing.
Yami noticed the boy's trembling and didn't like it one bit. He decided to take care of the most significant cause, and took off his blue cloak. Then he knelt down in front of Yugi and draped the cloak over Yugi's naked form. He would have taken the little on in his arms, warming him himself, had he not suspected that after the day's events Yugi would probably think that he wanted to rape him as well. Because it was raping, no matter what others said. A concubine chose her profession; she knew what was going to happen and lived with her own choice. Yugi hadn't been able to choose; Yugi was no concubine.
Yugi stopped trembling in surprise when he felt the warm cloak, that had minutes before hugged the king's slender but powerful form, fall around him. He inhaled a spicy scent which strangely enough made him feel safe and quite sleepy. He had just begun to think that maybe this pharaoh wasn't as bad as his father when he was suddenly pulled into strong arms. He squeaked, afraid of what Yami wanted of him, but the king did nothing else but hold him.
"I'm not going to hurt you, Yugi. Never. And as long as I'm alive I won't let anybody else touch you, I promise." Yami whispered, hoping that the child heard and believed him. /Never/ he told Yugi through a mind-link that his magic had created to assure the younger one. Atemu was powerful enough to talk to anybody through their minds; he simply didn't use this power often. Mind-talking was more intimate than actual talking; you could let the other experience your feelings and thoughts. It was a lot easier to explain things that way. Yami usually only used the mind-link to emphasize a point.
Yugi heard the king telling him that nobody would ever touch him that way again. That he shouldn't be afraid, that he was better than anybody else, and many other things which he soon tuned out because of his tiredness. All he could hear was a constant, comfortable murmur. The king had a nice voice Yugi noted before falling asleep.
When Yami noticed the boy's form relaxing he smiled softly, knowing that Yugi had at least trusted him enough to fall asleep. He picked up the small form, cradled him in his arms, and then went to the door which he opened with a small burst of magic.
"Servus!" He called out softly as to not waken the boy, and one of the slaves rushed over, ready to take the burden, thinking Yami was calling because of it. Needless to say Yami didn't hand Yugi over. "Fetch my mother. I want to talk to her. I'll be waiting in my room."
The slave nodded confused. "And the king, sire?" He looked inside the room, searching for the emperor.
"The king is dead. I'm your king now." Yami stated as he left. "Make sure it is known." He added as an afterthought when he heard the slaves' multiple gasps.
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"Yami, you're back!" Isis, Atemu's mother, announced pleased as she entered her son's chambers. Then her eyes fell on the sleeping form on Atemu's bed. "Thank goodness!" She exclaimed softly, and stepped over to the bed, looking down at the boy that she had come to love as much as she loved her own son. She softly ran her hand over Yugi's cheek, a motherly smile tugging on her lips. Then she turned back towards Yami. "The rumor is true then?"
"Which rumor?" Yami asked, feigning ignorance. "There are always a lot of rumors coursing through the palace."
"The rumor that you killed your father...because of Yugi." Isis specified.
"Ah." Yami smiled darkly. "I see they've also found out about that part."
"The slaves told us they could hear you and your father arguing about Yugi." Isis continued softly, not entirely sure of her son's reaction, fearing he might be mad.
"I suppose it's good that they all know about it then; safes me the trouble of announcing his immunity myself." Yami said decidedly. "They should leave him alone, knowing what a vengeful spirit I can be." Yami chuckled dryly.
"The rumors have also gained him a lot of enemies." Isis reminded her son. "Especially the concubines will be jealous. They've been his only friends for years. How will he take it?"
"He will find new friends, better ones." Yami stated. "The high priest will from now on teach him. I want you to have the servants prepare a large room close to my own chambers. That's where Yugi will be staying." Yami started walking up and down the room, thinking about everything that needed to be done, and telling his mother some of it. "You yourself will move up here as well. From now on you're no whore anymore. Your duty is to make sure that Yugi is safe. I want to be informed of everything concerning his well-being."
Yami sighed deeply, his mind partially already occupied by all the things he had to do now he had become king. "I will tell Seth all the other important things. You two will be responsible for Yugi whenever I can't be close by."
Isis nodded understandingly. "I will ask the servants to do as you wished. May I take a room close to Yugi then? He might feel more comfortable in his new surroundings if he knew at least one of the faces."
Yami nodded, and sighed again. "I suppose I cannot avoid my work any longer. Mother, please take good care of him. I will let everybody know of your rank. Nobody will look down on you anymore."
"Thank you, Yami." Isis bowed again. "Now go and start working. The sooner you do, the sooner you'll be able to come back."
Yami left the room with confident strides, one hand rubbing his temple as he felt a headache approaching. He hated ruling a country. He had been able to evade it for so long, and now it had unexpectedly closed in on him.
-Tbc-
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I know Akhenaden and Isis aren't the real names of Atemu's parents but I couldn't remember them. I'm not even sure if his mother's name was ever mentioned. If anybody knows the names, though, please enlighten me. I'll change them then. Thank you!
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