YuGiOh yaoi, twenty-one scenes of seven characters

Not all of the warnings apply to every chapter, not by far! The simple divirsity of the kinds of stories these pairings beg for is why I'm doing this. Some chapters won't even have sex.

Note - this is NOT a continious storyline. This is a series of twenty-one oneshots featuring YuGiOh characters in a yaoi pairing. It is already fully brainstormed, so while suggestions are welcome, all I'll be able to tell you is, maybe in my next series.

Oh, and one more thing. The more cannon-justified I think a relationship is, the less effort I put into explaining it. The relationships I see as clearly possable and even probable are most likely to be the PWP's.
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The best part of having solved the puzzle was that now he’d never be alone again. He was so connected to the Spirit of the Puzzle that he couldn’t imagine ever being alone again. “Don’t become so dependent on me, Yugi.” The deep voice was low and soft in the back of his mind, reminiscent of a towel fresh from the dryer. Yet despite the warmth of the voice, the words chilled Yugi.

“Why not, Spirit?”

“We don’t know enough about me to know this arrangement is permanent.” Simple fact, colored by sorrow. The spirit really hated how little he knew about himself. Yugi felt tears well up in his eyes. He pulled himself mentally closer to the Spirit in silent reassurance. Closing his stinging eyes, Yugi let the image of himself and his other half locked in an embrace fill his consciousness. The image became a reality of a sort. Everything faded away save the Spirit. The sensation of leanly muscled arms holding him close and his own pencil-thin limbs against the warm back.

He felt no embarrassment to realize his clothing had not accompanied him into his mind. The desire for closeness had manifested into each point of contact being bare skin against bare skin. Warmth passed between them, becoming warmer still in the miniscule places between their skins. Pulling himself closer still, Yugis’ legs wrapped around the Spirit’s waist. For a long time they just held each other like that, reveling in a kind of intimacy that was unachievable for so many. They needed no words to communicate. They didn’t even need to formulate their thoughts into some semblance of language. They knew together. They knew fear and joy, completion of a kind previously unimaginable, and a deep abiding love that could not be expressed with words.

As the warmth between them rose to heat, Yugi felt something utterly unexpected. Skin to skin everywhere could not have prepared him for the barest touch of lips, much less the sour-searing kiss they shared. Yugis’ senses were utterly overwhelmed by his other half. He could see nothing but the violet eyes slightly more crimson and less blue than his own. He could feel nothing but the heat where their skin met, taste nothing but the damp saltiness of the others kiss, smell nothing but the desert fragrance of the others body, and hear nothing but the ghost of his own heartbeat that had become its twin. So close.

A hesitation was hurriedly blotted out by the desire to be closer still. A shift, a rub, and a sudden fullness that made Yugi cry out. The sound channeled through his real ears, followed by a deep moan as he took his other half in deeper. Though in the image each limb remained in place, the sensation of a hand in his most personal place filtered in from the outside. A sliding sensation inside accompanied a soft upward stroke over Yugis’ member. As the Spirit guided him back down and the hand slid forward, a long groan of his own making filled Yugis ears. Sliding and stroking, an easy familiar rhythm settled into intensity. Yugi was overwhelmed, full in was he’d never even realized he was empty. Yugis body matched the motion of his mind, lifting into and dropping from the hand. Fullness, intimacy, completeness, pleasure. The pleasure quickly overtook Yugi, bringing cries of ecstasy from him each moment. Fuller and fuller, Yugi was beginning to careen toward his limit. So deep was the connection Yugis flash of fear was soothed before he even felt it. At the very edge there was a hesitation, a pause to reaffirm deep mutual love, and a unity so complete that even the breakneck speed with which the world rushed past as the edge was breached failed to frighten. A whole world of pleasure fell upon him as the very essence of his other half filled him as his own rushed from his body, a release so complete he collapsed suddenly. A faint brush of emptiness touched him, but was hurriedly replaced by the Spirits’ embrace.

“I love you” he murmured aloud “My dark half.”
“And I you” the deep, Egyptian-cotton smooth voice resonated powerfully in Yugis’ mind. So powerfully Yugi could never doubt a word he said. “and I you” the self-echo was softer, gentler, and truer than the first declaration, resonating lower and deeper with an honesty that caused welled tears to spill. “Dearest light.”