Chapter 3: Curiosity killed the Yugi
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When Little Game woke up from his nap, he noticed two things.
Yami was snuggling with him, he must've come back earlier and decided to take a nap as well.
He was starting to get really and thirsty hungry now; and although he couldn't see outside, Yugi could tell that the day was half over
Feelings of discomfort from the close proximity made Yugi let out a dismayed squeak, and wiggle away from the sleeping skinwalker. However the little Navajo didn't get far as Yami's strong tan arms clamped around his middle and pushed him back against his chest "Gah oh no he's…still asleep" Yugi thought exhaling, redoubling his efforts he finally managed to wiggle free of Yami's tight embrace.
Now what was he supposed to do? Now normally the little Navajo would think it rude to snoop through somebodies personal things, but the dryness in his mouth and the gurgle in his stomach encouraged him to do so anyway. There in the far corner where Yami apparently kept many baskets and clay jars handy, Little Game figured one of them had to have something to eat.
Peeking inside a squat shaped basket Little Game smiled to himself when he saw it contained a wheel cheese with almond nuts "Perhaps this came from the wagon Yami pilfered from" Yugi wondered breaking off a piece and chewing. The cheese was delicious, it was moist and held a perfect balance between firmness and softness. After eating his fill, Little Game decided it was time to quench his thirst next, surely the skinwalker kept a water store of some kind in this small cavern, his best bet would be the numerous jars to his right. Upon closer inspection the little indian determined them to be from the Pueblo, one of their specialties was pottery. It seemed like the ideal place to store something to drink right?
Picking up a small circular pot, Little Game slowly lifted the lid, revealing the contents to be a clear liquid "Well that was certainly easy enough" he shrugged and took a generous sip. Much to his surprise it tasted kind of sweet, like honey "I don't think that was water" the indian boy groaned feeling his body beginning to heat up.
"Y-Yami!"
Yugi's soft distressing cry drifted to the snoozing skinwalkers ears, pulling him into wakefulness "Yugi?" his glowing eyes were half lidded with sleep.
When his vision cleared he saw his little one sitting near the side of where he kept his supplies for provisions and spells, a dreamy far away look was clouding his amythest eyes, and a healthy flush was on his cheeks. Was he ill?
"Um...I think I drank something funny" Yugi admitted weakly slumping over a bit.
Yami gasped, had Yugi gotten into his special mixtures "WHAT?" he exclaimed, "you could've drank poison where's the container?"
Yami grabbed Yugi's arms, and leaned threateningly over the small teen. Said teen reached out behind him and grasped the small jar in his hand and brought it to Yami's face.
"Here." A weak reply came.
The skinwalker snatched it out of Little Game's hand and tried to remember what he placed in it. His first emotion to surface was rage, soon followed by lust.
"W-what is it? Is-is it p-poison?" the little Navajo asked, by now, he was breathing heavily. "Is there an antidote?"
Yami stared at him for a minute, his red gaze softening before turning into a predatorious glare. "Yes, this is a very dangerous poison. There is no antidote."
Yugi's face turned to horror thinking that he would die, here in the darkest realm of all without ever getting to see the light of day again.
"However, before it gets to the point of no return, we could try to get it out of your system."
"How?" Little Game asked, grasping at any hope that remained.
"We have to use physical labor to sweat it out of you." Yami smirked and closed in on the helpless teen.
"What do you mean?" Yugi ask, knowing he wasn't strong enough for most laboring.
"I think I have the best way in mind." Yami said leaning forward, brushing his lips against his prey's. At first, Yugi was disgusted and about to pull back when a need forced him to lean closer and complete the kiss. The skinwalker licked the teen's lips and was granted eager access to the moist cavern. He promised himself after the first night to not be so rough when handling his little one; he wanted to give him pleasure.
Little Game didn't know what came over him, only that the small feelings of pleasure he received made his body crave more to the point that he could die. Yami slipped his hand between them and made soft contact with a nipple.
The teen arched his back into the touch, his mind slowly loosing the ability to function. The shapeshifter pushed his prey roughly to the furs below, breaking the kiss so that both could gasp for air.
Yugi shivered a little as the air hit his body, he didn't really care what the skinwalker did with his body anymore, the tribe would probably shun him away if he went back there.
The skinwalker bit a nipple and Yugi hissed in painful pleasure. When the older licked the nub in a small apology, the little Navajo could only whimper in need.
Little Game felt his pants becoming more evident, and Yami covering his over-heated body.
Yami slipped a hand underneath, toying with his little love. Said little one whined and arched his back again, trying to get some relief, but the shape shifter removed his hand before he could.
"Ah-ah-ah, Yugi. No need to be impatient now. Good things happen to those who wait." Yami cooed kissing Yugi again, earning a moan from the one underneath him.
Little Game moaned at the friction of both of their heated skins together "Ya-Yami…" he moaned out.
"Yes, little one?" his captor answered, lust tinting his voice. His hand resting just above Yugi's awaiting manhood.
"Pl-please…" the little Navajo whined, straining not to arch his back to get at the hand.
"Please what, Yugi?"
"Pl-please… make love to me." Yugi mumbled with semi-coherency.
"What?" Yami asked, confused at the way his prey had mentioned sex.
"… Touch me?" Yugi pleaded again. The skinwalker moved his hand closer, slipping it under the edge of the teen's boxers, but not touching the other's cock.
"Touch you? Do you mean, like this?" Yami growled, his hand toying with the skin right above the other's erection. Yugi whimpered and nodded his head.
"Then you should've said so." Yami laughed softly, his fingertips brushing the other's erection the barest amount, yet still sending waves of pleasure to the teen. Yugi gasped and moaned at the contact, then suddenly he tried to shrink away.
This made Yami pause "Yugi?" his little one was still splayed beneath him caught in a inglorious state between ectascy and disgust "what is the matter?"
The little Navajo mumbled something he didn't catch.
"Say it again." The skinwalker commanded.
Yugi looked at him sadly and gulped away the hard lump in his throat.
" I am so disgusting what's wrong with me!" he blurted out, "I-I am not supposed to enjoy you touching me! I am not supposed to even give myself willingly to you!" by now tears of frustration were streaming down his cherub face "I...I just hate it".
"Hush" Yami soothed "it's only right that you should give me your everything my little one." Yugi whimpered and hid his face in the skinwalkers hard chest "Your body and soul can only belong to me, after all your tribe would no doubt kill you or cast you out for staying with the likes of me" Yami's voice was soft and sweet like poisoned as his hand stroked Little Game's erection with a fast pace, distracting the younger from the intrusion of three fingers at a time.
Yugi still hissed at the familiar pain, but he was too overcome with sinful pleasure to notice much else. The rekindled urge in his stomach needed release and needed it now!
"Ya-Yami I-!" he didn't need to say anymore, his own personal monster got the idea and pumped him harder, fingers going in sync with the pumps and he added a fourth, scissoring them and hitting Little Game's sweet spot. Little Game let out a scream as he released cum over his stomach and Yami's hand.
Satisfied, Yami removed his hands while his prey was still in his orgasm and quickly replaced it with his own cock after lathering it with the little one's cum.
He wondered briefly if he had needed to lube his fingers but decided it didn't matter anymore. Yugi was prepared enough.
Yugi flinched at the pain in his rear, but knew what was going on when he finally looked up.
Yami smirked at the discomfort on his uke's face " There, there, I promise you, you'll grow to love it." he promised. Yugi sniffed back a few stray tears, but rolled his hips. The skinwalker had to bite back a moan when the younger did that, and decided to make sure that the other wouldn't be able to think clearly enough to do it again.
He pulled out until only the tip was left then slammed back in, hitting Yugi's spot on his first try. The indian boy moaned and screamed as the beast that dwelled inside Yami repeatedly slammed his prostate, making him see stars. It so different from the mentally scarring experience he'd received the previous day, the skinwalker was making sure that he too was being pleasured. Although he knew it was far too soon to think so, but it actually made him feel...loved.
It didn't take long for the little Navajo to cum again, his insides unconsciously clamped down on the skinwalkers length; which made the other cum as well.
Yami grunted his release and pulled out of his lovely human's spent body, laying beside him and embracing him possessively while they both recovered. The silence was nice and fulfilling until Yugi looked up at Yami with a pleading look "Something on your mind my little love?"
"Um, well I don't know..." Little Game muttered. What could he say to the skinwalker that wouldn't get him angry?
Yami propped himself up on his elbow so he was looking down at his nervous little one "Come now, spit it out" he growled impatiently.
"Please take me back to my village Yami!" Yugi blurted pleadingly "I disappeared in the blizzard, my grandfather most likely thinks I'm dead! Please!" at the moment he forgot he was looking into the skinwalkers burning orbs, a wave of exhaustion suddenly gripped his senses as Yugi fell backward to where he'd been laying. The last image he saw was the angry hell fire eyes of the skinwalker.
"Wrong idea Little Game" Yami hissed rising to his feet. The nerve of the boy, Yami had done his best to show he was sorry, he'd healed the boy's injury, had fed him his food, gave him mind numbing pleasure, and soothed him when Yugi was upset "But he still wants to leave?" the skinwalker growled. His blazing eyes focused in on the unconscious teen. Yugi had to learn that he belonged to him now, and that was something he would have to except.
As the cogs in Yami's darkening mind were turning, thinking of ways to keep Yugi with him forever and always. One the most dreadful sounds in existence touched his ear drums. The skinwalker jumped over Yugi scooping him up protectively, he knew that awful haunting howl. It belonged to a creature so vile, so feared, so dangerous, that any sane man trembled at the mere mention of its' name.
"Windigo" Yami growled clutching Yugi to his bare chest "and it's close".
End Chapter
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