Yami's POV

Well he is one hell of a dancer.

This guy is getting more and more interesting by the minuet

He seems so innocent though, so how could he learn how to dance so well so quickly?

Perhaps he isn't as innocent as I give him credit for.

Either way he is damn sexy.

I need him, more than any other person I have ever wanted in my life.

He is like a drug to me and I have finally gotten a taste.

I am hooked.

He walked away from the dance floor a little while ago and is now sitting at the bar just looking at the wall.

Is he okay?

I saw his drink and paled a little.

He had gotten the strongest drink in the bar and was now looking a little.

Shit his first night out drinking and he is already onto the heavy drinks.

Time for an intervention.

I tapped him on the shoulder lightly and his gorgeous purple eyes looked straight into mine.

He looked surprised for a moment and then smiled widely.

At least he didn't hate me like Ryou seemed to.

"Would you like to dance?" I asked and extended my hand out to him.

He looked at my hand for a moment and slipped his small, soft hand into it.

I helped him out of his seat and lead him back into the throng of bodies.

We started out slow, the dance slightly awkward because he didn't know what to do and then he gently relaxed into the dance.

He twisted and spun around my body in ways no one else ever had. He was a great dancer and soon I was like putty in his hands. I wanted all of him.

No I needed him.

I needed him like the desert needed rain, or a junkie needed drugs.

He was my drug and he was my cure at the same time.

My need to feel him grew and grew before over flowing and I turned him around and kissed him.

Yugi's POV

The kiss was long awaited and powerful.

I pulled out every move I knew and did everything I could to get him to continue to dance with me.

At some point though he snapped and turned me around roughly and kissed me.

Everything we were feeling went into the kiss.

All the lust, needs, and wants were infused into the kiss and left me clinging to him, begging for more.

He gladly gave it and asked for entrance into my mouth.

Entrance was gladly given and our tongues joined out bodies in the erotic dance.

The kissing never slowed, only intensified as we longed to feel more and more skin.

We didn't last much longer on the dance floor and he soon pulled me away from the dance floor and towards several flights of stairs.

We practically ran up the stairs all the way to a large wooden door at the top floor.

He unlocked the door to the room and shut it just was quickly before locking it and turning on the lights.

The room was large and painted a deep maroon color. The bed sat in the middle of the room and was covered in deep black silk sheets.

As soon as he decided the room was secure he came back to where I was standing and gently took my lips up to his again.

The passion started up again and our bodies intertwined.

We walked while kissing over to the bed and flung off jackets and shirts on the way there.

Hands roamed and the room was quickly filled with quick breaths and flushed skin.

Yami's head dropped from my lips and nestled itself on my neck and made small bites and nips at the sensitive skin there.

"Yugi, do you want this?" he asked as he kissed the abused skin "because if we go any further I won't be able to stop"

He went back to kissing my neck and the jolts of pleasure racing around my body were too good to pass up.

"Yes" I whispered huskily and his lips came back up to mine in another heated kiss.

OMG I MADE A MAJOR LIME! Gah! Sorry but I can't write the lemon, I just can't! Not yet at least, maybe at the end of this story I will put a lemon but I can't do it!