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Characters: Atem/Yami Yugi, Original Male Character(s)
AO3 Tags: Train sex, train rape, chikan, trans man, trans Atem, trans Yami Yugi, vibrators, groping, vaginal sex, vaginal fingering, sex toys, public sex, public humiliation, porn, blackmail, non-con to dub-con, creampie, forced orgasms, multiple orgasms, clothed sex, skirts, men in skirts, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat, Wank and Tell, non-consensual filming, pwp, filming
Atem yawned as he stepped onto the train. He hated the late commutes to and from the bar, but it was worth it to get dressed up and see everyone. Ever since he'd moved to the suburbs, it was harder to get in, but they were all meeting at an old favourite bar to drink and catch up, and Atem had been looking forward to it all week. He'd selected a short black skirt for the night, paired with a purple regal crop top. Ever since he'd had top surgery with modern medicine, he was a lot more confident about his body. He made his way to the opposite door as people flooded onto the train, crowding into one another's personal space.
He held the rail and leaned against it as he waited for his stop, mindlessly watching other people scroll on their phones.
He frowned when someone behind him pressed against him, but ignored it. The train jolted and they pressed against him again. It was just the train moving, and the amount of people. There was no space.
At least, that's what Atem told himself until a hand ghosted beneath his skirt to squeeze his ass.
Atem's breath hitched and he clutched the rail. He knew what he was meant to do. He knew from the talks back when he and Yugi shared a body that he should raise his hand and yell, "Pervert," to get attention on the man behind him, and at least embarrass him into stopping, but he couldn't move. A king on the dueling field, and he couldn't even say anything.
Atem bit his lip as the man pressed up against him, fingers drifting to push Atem's thong out of the way, dangerously close to his pussy. He gasped as the man flipped his skirt up, his whole ass on display to anyone behind him. "Please stop," he whispered.
The man chuckled lowly in Atem's ear. "Not a chance," he murmured, teasing his fingers along Atem's slit. He began rubbing his fingers over Atem's clit, and his body betrayed him, and slick began to drip down his thighs. "Besides, you seem like you're enjoying this."
"N- No," Atem protested, but his breath was heavy. The man snuck his hand beneath Atem's crop top, pinching his nipples. Atem squirmed in his grip, accidentally rocking his hips against the man's fingers.
"That's it," he encouraged, rubbing Atem's clit faster. "You're going to cum for me, and I'm going to make you see stars."
Atem shook his head, but he couldn't deny that he was growing closer and closer to cumming. Just as he was about to tip over the edge, the hands pulled away. Atem had to bite back a whine, rocking his hips against nothing.
Then, he felt a bare cock pressing against his back, smearing precum over his skin and top. "Spread those slutty legs for me," he growled in Atem's ear.
Atem's skin flushed and he tried to resist the urge, but his legs slid apart without his permission. Without hesitating, the man pressed his cock to Atem's cunt and thrust into him without any prep.
Atem gasped as the man slammed into him, his thick cock pounding into all the right spots with each thrust. He was shaking, still on the brink of orgasm, and the man covered Atem's mouth as he began moaning.
"There we go," the man encouraged as he rubbed Atem's clit, moving faster. "You're nothing but a common slut, are you?"
Atem whimpered, trying to protest, but his legs buckled and he sobbed in pleasure as he came on the thick cock impaling him.
The man laughed and began fucking Atem faster. "Sluts like you always tighten up so much when they cum," he told Atem. Atem squirmed, oversensitive from his orgasm, but the man held him tight and dropped his hand from Atem's mouth. "Smile for the camera."
Atem's head shot up to find several cameras pointed at him from the people surrounding him. Several people were watching him with arousal, others recording, and several more palming their cocks through their pants. Atem bit his lip hard, but he couldn't control his moans as he was fucked harder, and the man flipped up his skirt to reveal Atem's bare cunt and the cock inside him.
"No," Atem moaned as the man began rubbing his clit again, but he couldn't deny the flush of pleasure that rushed through him. As he grew closer, he hesitantly reached down to rub his own clit.
"That's it," the man encouraged. "Give in and enjoy."
Atem whimpered but gods, his fingers felt so good and so did the cock inside him. He began rolling his hips back, and reached up to pinch his own nipples. The man reached up and wrapped his hand around Atem's neck, squeezing.
"Good boy. So obedient." He dragged a nail along Atem's throat. "You love this."
Atem gasped as the man changed angle. "Yes!" He groaned. "Please, fuck me harder!"
The man laughed and bent Atem over, directing him at the cameras and thrust into him faster, more haphazard. The people recording him formed a wall, completely blocking Atem off from the rest of the train. "I knew you were a slut." Atem whined as he rubbed his clit, and the man grunted, stilling inside him.
Atem's eyes rolled as he felt the man's cum pouring into him and he shuddered as he came, falling to his knees. The man above him was older, non-descript with dark hair and glasses.
He smiled at Atem and directed one of the phones at him so Atem could see the video of himself, wanton expression as he begged to be fucked harder by the stranger in public. "You will show up on this train every Friday from now on in a skirt, no panties," the man said, "or I'll make sure this goes live. I'm sure everyone would love to see what a cockslut the King of Games is."
"No," Atem protested, "please."
"Don't worry." The man pocketed the phone. "As long as you keep coming, the video stays offline." He crouched down next to Atem and pressed a bullet vibrator into him as the train slowed. "Have a good night. And don't take that out. I'll know." He stood and pressed a button in Atem's view. Atem moaned, shaking as he fell on his face, ass up, as it turned on to a high setting.
When the train stopped, all of the men left, leaving Atem shuddering in a puddle of cum, ass up and bare, dripping cunt visible to everyone around him as he came with a loud moan.
Hope you enjoyed, let me know if I should add a second chapter where Atem gets gangbanged on the train. Also if anyone ever wants to do fanart, I would LOVE to see Atem in that last position.