Beauty

First Things First: Thanks, as always, for the lovely reviews. What a difference a couple of days makes, I feel better already, as far as the accident goes, thanks everyone for your well wishes. Sorry this update took forever, but one of my co-workers was involved in a hit and run and I was covering her shifts. And one of my good friends Becki was rear ended at an intersection and then hit on the side by a second car. Both people are okay. Becki broke her arm. She was wearing a seatbelt. Why so many of the people I know are getting into car accidents I don’t know. But that’s why it’s so important to wear a seatbelt. (My public service announcement for the day) Anyway, on to the story, let’s see, Joey and Tristan go away for the weekend, and Yugi’s dislike of Tristan grows, although it’s not really Tristan he dislikes. Yugi’s behavior also gets a bit more risky, to Bakura’s chagrin, and of course because I can’t get enough of Yugi and Bakura, there’s a lemon. Malik and Ryou make a small cameo as well. This is really a Yugi and Bakura centered chapter, I hope yll ell enjoy it. ^_^


Disclaimer: Don’t own Yugioh, or the songs or the lyrics… darn… I dedicate the lemon in this chapter to Diablo… since she loves how Yugi acts in this story…^_^


Song notes: Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger by Daft Punk, Gimme Da Light by Sean Paul, Wait a Minute by Ray J. feat. Lil Kim, Tempted To Touch by Rupee and If I Told You That by Whitney Houston and George Michael.


Chapter 10: Dissension

Now tell me how you feel if I told
You that I have feelings for you
And would it be so wrong to say
What's on my mind
I'm sorry I have to
We were friends but with time
What I feel deep inside for you has changed
But I'd give up on love, if I thought
That it was untrue for you

If I told you that
I wanted to see you
And if I told you that
I beg to please you
If I told you that
I'll always keep you
What would you say
If I told you that

~ If I Told You That
Whitney Houston and George Michael


Joey closed the door to find Yugi sitting on the easy chair in his sweatpants. “You didn’t call, Babe.” Joey nodded and took off his shoes. He walked over to his best friend and sat on the ottoman. “It’s after eleven. Let me guess, you went out with Mr. Casanova after class?”

“It was our last class, Yugi. It’s been a month alreadyn yon you believe it?”

“It’s not like you won’t see him again. Don’t you see him nearly everyday?”

“I like spending time with him. Is that a problem with you?” Yugi cocked an eyebrow.

“Why would it be?” Amber and hysthyst locked. “It’s your decision, Babe. If this is where you want to be I’m happy for you.”

“Why do I detect something in your voice?”

“It’s nothing, it’s not my business.”

“Yugi.” Yugi sighed. “What?”

“Babe, I’m only saying this because I’m your friend. Right now things seem really good for you and Tristan, but you guys don’t seem all that compatible. He’s not your type. You guys come from different backgrounds, different frames of reference. He’s a pretty boou’rou’re a t-shirt and jeans guy.” Joey made a face. “I don’t mean anything by that, Babe. It’s just that half the time you look like you fell out of bed, where as Tristan looks like he fell into the GAP.”

“What does fashion have to do with anything?”

“Everyone knows it’s the clothes that make the man. You have to admit he does dress better than you. He’s high maintenance. You’re not.”

“Define high maintenance.”

“He takes more than five seconds to get ready for the day. You’re one of those people who don’t care what they look like.” Joey narrowed his eyes. “You know what I mean, Joey.”

“I still don’t know what any of this has to do with Tristan not being my type.”

“I mean, you’re cute together, but once things get really serious you’ll see what I’m talking about. I just want you to be happy, Joey. I don’t want that commitment-shy virgin breaking your heart.”

“I love him, Yug. And no offense, but I’d think you’d be the last person I’d want advice from. You’re the king of commitment-shy.”

“I’m picky. I just don’t want you to get hurt, that’s all, Babe.”

“Look, I’m fine.”

“You’re falling into this thing too fast. It’s the same thing that happened with Duke. Before you knew what hit you, you were living with the guy and engaged. I’m not saying that Tristan’s like Duke, but you need to learn from your mistakes. I mean come on, what guy tells someone they love them within a month of meeting them.”

“If you love someone why can’t you say that? I tell you I love you.”

“That is different and you know it. Joey, just don’t get caught up in some romantic moment and forget what’s going on around you. Or have you already forgotten what happened at Yami’s birthday party last Saturday.”

“Yami’s birthday party?”

“Tristan’s used to getting attention and attracting guys. Did you see the way he was dancing with Yami? And let us not discount that the first night he met you he was so confident that you’d want him that he wrote down his phone number before you had a chance to ask for it. He’s a nice guy now, but there are some things about him that should be raising red flags.”

Joey looked at Yugi for a long time but said nothing. Was Yugi right? Obviously Yugi would only have his best interests at heart. Wouldn’t he? But Tristan wasn’t like that. He wasn’t like Duke. Not really. Yeah, things were moving fast, but…

“Joey, I made you some dinner, want me to warm up a plate for you, Babe?” Joey looked at Yugi and nodded. “Come into the kitchen.” Joey followed obediently. “How was class today, Babe?”

“Okay.”

“Did you get a chance to see anyone’s finished projects?”

“No, they’re not due until their next class. But I’m no longer needed. The teacher said I’m welcome to come back Tuesday to see the finished results.”

“I se Joe Joey sat on a stool at the counter.

“Did Bakura come over?”

“No. He had to cover someone at work. He’s actually working the whole weekend too.”

“Oh. So I guess that means you won’t be with him while I’m away?”

“He said he’d spend his free time with me. So who knows.” Yugi set the plate in front of Joey and handed him a can of soda. “See, I made your favorite.”

“Thanks, Yug.”

“You’re welcome.” Yugi sat at an adjacent stool and watched Joey eat. mi cmi called today. He said he wanted to come by to say hello, but I told him I was busy.”

“Hum.”

“Babe, what’s wrong, you got quiet.” Joey looked up from his blond bangs and into Yugi’s soft eyes. “Babe?”

“Do you really think Tristan is wrong for me?”

“I just want you too be careful. There are good qualities about Tristan, but things are moving too fast. You’re allowing yourself to get swept away in the romance. Relationships are always nice in the beginning. You’re in the honeymoon period right now. Just pace yourself.”

“Maybe you’re right, Yug.”

“Of course I’m right. I don’t want you getting hurt, Joey. I love you too much for that.” Joey smiled. Yugi placed a sweet kiss on his lips. “You’re the most importantson son in my life, besides Grandpa. If anything happened to you I’d be beside myself.”

“Thanks, Yugi.”

“Do you want me to get a shower ready for you?” Joey smiled.

“That’d be great, thanks, Yug.”

“Of course, Joey. I’d do anything for you.” Yugi kissed Joey again and got up and headed for the bathroom.

Why did I just do that? Am I trying to ruin Tristan and Joey’s relationship here? I just don’t know about Tristan. What are his intentions? What does he want with Joey anyway? Doesn’t he realize Joey was mine first?

Yugi turned on the taps and shook his head. He had been getting more and more possessive as the days past and Joey spent more and more time with Tristan. He was worried about Joey, of course. But he was fearing for himself. He felt a little guilty for planting a seed of doubt in Joey’s mind, but Joey was falling too hard to notice what was happening to him. It had happened with Duke. Joey fell in love with Duke so fast his head was spinning. And what happened with Duke? Duke revealed himself to be a snake in the grass.

Tristan really wasn’t his type. What attracted Tristan to Joey so damn much?

He shouldn’t be meddling in this. He knew better than that. But he couldn’t just sit around and watch his best friend abandon him either. Joey was the most important person to him. How often did Yugi trek to see his grandfather? Not very often. And he had long since stopped telling his grandfather all the things he felt. Only Joey knew who he really was and didn’t hold that against him. Bakura was fun for now, but did Bakura really want to be with the real version of Yugi? Probably not. Ryou had ruined him for that. Bakura needed a strong, resilient boyfriend. Not a frail little boy.

And besides, he did love Joey. He loved Joey a lot. Maybe he wasn’t in love with Joey at the moment. But he could fall in love with Joey. Tristan would just have to be dealt with. He didn’t understand how fragile he was. Yugi couldn’t be alone again. He couldn’t get depressed again. No amount of anti-depression meds were gonna do it for him. He needed Joey.

“Yug?” Yugi turned and smiled warmly at his best friend. “I washed the dishes.”

“You didn’t have to, Babe. I would have done it.”

“You do all the cooking and cleaning around here, I hate taking advantage of you.”

“I like being your housewife, Babe.” Joey smirked and Yugi giggled. “I’m holding you to your marriage proposal. Age 27, it’s you and me, Babe.” Joey smiled.

“I thought you said I was the wife.”

“Yeah, but you don’t act much like.” .” Joey nodded in agreement. “Take your shower, Babe. Before I’m tempted to join you.” Joey smiled.

“Thanks, Yug. I appreciate it.”

“Like I said, Joey. I’d do anything for you.” Yugi kissed him once more and left the room.


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“You sure you’ll be okay, Yug?”

“Of course I will, Babe. Have a good time. Bakura will be by after work.”

“You won’t go to the Pyramid alone, right? I don’t want you getting in a bad situation.”

“Why would I go alone, Babe?” Joey smiled at the shorter man. “Now go, Tristan’s waiting for you.”

Joey nodded. “I’ll see you later, I love you, Yugi.”

“I love you too, Joey.” Joey gave him a hug and kissed Yugi’s wrist, picked up his overnight bag, and left the apartment. Yugi locked the door behind him and headed into the bathroom to go shower. If he was going to the Pyramid tonight he had to start getting ready now.

He technically hadn’t told Joey he wasn’t going, so he hadn’t lied. What did Joey expect him to do by himself on a Friday night? Of course he was going out. Besides, he wouldn’t be alone, Bakura would be working tonight. It wasn’t like he was planning on getting into trouble. He didn’t even want to drink. He just wanted to get out of the apartment. Since Monday night when he told Bakura he thought they could try a relationship, Yugi had been determined to wean himself off his many men.

He had gotten calls from three guys to do something this weekend and had turned them all down. Even if Bakura didn’t pan out, how much longer could he continue running around to these different guys anyway? He did enjoy it though. He just didn’t need quite so many of them. He was going to try his best to be better. So he was only going to the Pyramid to hang out, and to see his sexy beast.

Weren’t Bakura and him in a pseudo-relationship anyway? His emotions were everywhere. One minute he wanted Bakura to be with him, the next he wasn’t sure anymore. He had feelings for Bakura, he knew that much, but he just couldn’t be too careful. He was analyzing too much, he needed to get ready.


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“How long does it take to get there?” Joey asked as Tristan got onto the highway.

“Well, we’ll probably hit traffic. I wish I could lef left work earlier. But things are all over the place at Kaiba Corp right now. We should get there in an hour and a half, if we’re lucky. If you want to take a nap you can, I won’t try anything shady.”

Joey smiled slightly and looked out the window.

“You ready to have fun this weekend, Baby?” Joey nodded, but maintained his vigil out the window. “I called my mom, she said there’s tons of food still there. So we should be fine. I brought some other stuff for us of course.”

“Okay.”

“You’re quiet, Baby. Everything alright?”

“Tired.”

“Long day at work?”

“Yeah.”

“Me too, Baby. It will be nice to relax, huh?” Joey nodded. “You know what the worst part of taking the highway is?” Joey shook his head no. “I don’t get to kiss you at the stop lights.” Joey glanced at Tristan but said nothing. “Okay, I would have thought I would have at least gotten some kind of response, maybe a reference to the mirrors over my bed.”

“I’ve just got a lot on my mind.”

“Take a nap, Baby.” Joey looked at Tristan and nodded. Tristan smiled. Joey reclined the seat and curled up a little. “I’ll wake you when we get there, okay?”

“Okay.” Tristan watched as Joey closed his eyes and slowed his breathing. What’s on your mind, Baby? What’s wrong? Tell me.

The ride was relaxing, Tristan often noticed that driving calmed him. Joey slept the entire time. He really was beautiful when he slepHe cHe caught himself casting glances in the blond’s direction. When they pulled up to the house Tristan put the car in park and kissed Joey’s cheek to wake him. Joey fidgeted and then opened his eyes.

“Wake up, Baby. We’re here.” Joey sat up and Tristan undid his seatbelt for him. Joey blinked a couple of times and then settled for rubbing an eye.

“Is this it? This is the cabin?”

“Yeah. I know itot mot much.”

“Not much? This is huge. I was expecting some kind of one room shack made out of logs or something. This is ridiculous. Then again I should have known this place was going to be nice when you told me there was a hot tub.”

“Come on, Baby.” Tristan smiled at him and got out of the car. Joey stood up and stretched. It was already getting pretty dark now. Tristan handed Joey some of the stuff and they headed inside. Joey’s eyes settled on the areas of the house he could see. What he saw impressed him.

“You’re rich, aren’t you?”

“I told you. I’m comfortable.”

“Yeah, okay. That’s why this place has this crystal chandelier over the table.”

“My mom’s materialistic when she wants to be.”

“Did you tell your parents you were bringing someone up here?”

“Of course. Last thing I need is for them to show up for something during our lovemaking. I know they’re okay with the homosexuality thing, but that would be a little much.”

“What did you say?”

“I told my mom that I wanted to take you away for the weekend. She gave me a list of things I should make sure I had with me. She wanted to know if I was finally tired of running around wdiffdifferent guys and ready to settle down. She wants to know when she can meet you.”

“Really?”

“Well, I’ve mentioned your name more than once. Usually when I call her and she asks about my love life I have a different name of some different guy. Lately, I’ve been telling her I haven’t been looking. She’s anxious for grandchildren I guess. No pressure, Baby.” Joey blushed. “I guess she’s just worried about me. But since I’ve told her about you more than once she’s getting excited. She wants me to be in a committed relationship I suppose.”

“She really wants to meet me?”

“Yeah. But that can come later, there’s no need to rush anything, right?” Joey nodded, still blushing. “Anyway, let me show you the place. Okay?” Joey nodded again. Joey looked around. If this was what the Taylor’s cabin looked like, he could only imagine what Tristan’s house looked like.

“Don’t worry, I have my own bedroom here, so you don’t have to be weirded out about doing anything on my parents bed.” Tristan opened the door. “Nice and modest, see, no mirrors.” Tristan pointed over his bed.

“uresures of yourself. Of course.” Tristan smirked. Joey walked over to one. “Are these your parents?”

“Yeah.”

“They look a lot like you. Or I guess I should say you look a lot like them.”

“I guess so.”

“Your mom’s very pretty.”

“Thanks.” Joey looked around a little bit, dropping his overnight bag on the floor. “Can I open the closet?”

“Yeah.” Joey did and stared at himself. There was a full-length mirror propped up on the back wall.

“Just in case you forget how gorgeous you are, huh?”

“I didn’t know that was there. I haven’t been here in a while.”

“I’m sure you bring men up here all the time.” Tristan shook his head no. “Don’t lie.”

“I’m not lying. You’re the first guy I’ve ever brought here, Baby.” Tristan walked over to him. Joey watched Tristan in the mirror. He watched as Tristan wrapped his arms around him. “You okay, Baby?”

“Um hum.”

“Feel better after your nap?”

“Yeah.”

“Good.” Tristan kissed his neck, Joey watched his body react in the mirror. “So beautiful, Baby. No wonder I love you.” Joey blushed. Tristan dipped his head into Joey’s ear. “We have all weekend, there’s no urgency, I want to make love to you until we’re too exhausted to roll over.” Joey whimpered. Tristan pressed up behind him like this was getting him excited in the worst way.

“Have you lured me up here to kill me or something? This has all the makings of a horror movie. You seduce me and then tie me to the bed and torture me.”

“There’s rope in the trunk, Joey.” Tristan was on his neck littering the sensitive skin with light little kisses. “I think we need to christen my bed, Baby.” Tristan sucked on Joey’s earlobe and Joey moaned.


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Bakura’s eyes lit up when he saw Yugi walking up the steps. Yugi looked too sexy in black. He watched Yugi scan the room and then smile. Bakura could feel his heart skip as Yugi waded his way over to him. “There’s my Kura.”

“Hey, Babyface.” Bakura leaned down and gave Yugi a kiss. Yugi smiled. “Did you take your car or a cab?”

“Cab. It’s easier than leaving my car here over night.” Bakura nodded. “Did you bring some stuff for yourself for tonight?”

“Yeah, it’s in the truck.” Yugi smiled.

“You should start leaving your stuff at my place. It’d make more sense. You’re over enough. Maybe I could clear out some closet space or something for you.” Bakura smiled.

“You sure you have room, your leather pants take up a lot of room.”

“I can make space. That is if you want to.” Bakura nodded. Every time he was back with Bakura all the feelings came back full force. All he wanted was him. He needed Bakura when he was with him. He wanted to be with him. He was terrified of liking Bakura so much, but Bakura cared about him. That’s what he said, at least. Of course Yami said the same thing. And everyone knew how that story ended. He wasn’t thinking about Yami right now. Yami was two seconds from being cut off. He wanted Bakura. He wanted to be Bakura’s boyfriend.

“I missed you. I haven’t seen you since Monday, Babyface.”

“Yeah, we were both working, had class. It’s been a long week.” Bakura agreed with a firm nod. “I missed you too, Kura.” Bakura stroked his cheek. “What time do you get off tonight?”

“Midnight. I have four hours left. I hate working on Friday nights.”

“Of course. Why wouldn’t you? But I’m here, right?”

“Yeah, you’re here. So it’s all okay.” Yugi allowed Bakura to kiss him again. “Babyface, if you want anything from the bar go to my friend Mai, I don’t want you to get too far and then I can’t see you.”

“Afraid I’m going to be abducted?”

“There are a lot of people here tonight. You never know if someone has drugs with them or something. Easily slip them into your drink.”

“I’ll be careful. I just want to dance.”

“Okay.” Bakura dug in the pocket of his cargo pants and pulled out his wallet. “Here, Babyface, so you can get yourself some drinks, and food if you’re hungry.” Yugi took the money.

“You don’t have to do this for me.”

“Would you just take the money and not complain?” Yugi smiled and folded the bills into his pocket, wrapping them around his ID. “If you need more or anything else I’ll be up here the rest of the night, so you can just come ask me, okay?”

“Okay, Kura.”

“If anyone starts bothering you let me know and I’ll handle it.”

“You gonna break someone else’s jaw for me, Kura?”

“He deserved it. I don’t want anyone touching you.” Yugi made a face. “That probably came out kind of psycho.”

“Yes.”

“I only meant that last week and Sunday were both bad experiences, and I don’t want anything to happen to you. Let me take care of it okay?”

“Okay, Kura. I’ll let you take care of it.” Bakura stroked his cheek again and kissed him. “I’m going to go mingle, I won’t get in any trouble. I’ll be fine. I learned my lesson, okay?” Bakura nodded.

Bakura watched as Yugi swung his hips to the music and made his way onto the dance floor. Yugi would be fine. Nothing was going to happen to him. He was right here. He couldn’t help worrying about Yugi. He was bubbling with sexuality. But Bakura got the impression that Yugi was really a lot of talk and flirting. Not to say Yugi didn’t go home with people, obviously he did since that was how they met in the first place.

But Yugi still had some innocence to him. He didn’t seem to get just how worked up he made guys. That first night he met Yugi Bakura couldn’t remember being that hard or excited in his entire life. Yugi was vulnerable under the surface. He had shown him a little of that vulnerability last weekend after Yami’s birthday party. This was really weird. It was already October 4th.

Which meant he had known Yugi for a good six months now. It had been an interesting six months. But over the last month he had really embraced the idea of having strong feelings for Yugi. Although he found himself getting interested a good three months ago. Of course he had broken up with Ryou six months ago, so it wasn’t like he was looking for another relationship. That was different now though. He wanted to be with Yugi.

Yugi kept throwing him mixed signals. He wasn’t sure what he really wanted. Monday’s conversation had been most unexpected. Especially with how distraught he was Saturday night after Seto Kaiba proposed to Yami. Yugi rarely mentioned what exactly happened with Yami and him. Obviously they had been dating for a while. Yugi said once that Yami and him had been very close for a good two years.

Then things got a little hazy after that. Over a year ago Yugi tried to commit suicide. That much he had gotten, although Yugi hadn’t really told him much of the details. Bakura got the impression Yugi didn’t want to talk about it. So Bakura never brought it up. But he realized that Joey always kissed Yugi’s wrist because that was where he had opened a vein. Yugi said that the incident was a long time ago and that he wasn’t that person anymore.

But he was still crying over Yami. What had Yami done to? W? Was it Yami who had caused Yugi’s current personality? Yugi had confessed to him that Yami had been his first. That he wasn’t this sexual before Yami and him got serious. So much of Yugi was a mystery to him. And he had no way to ask him about it. And that annoying blond roommate of his wasn’t going to be any help.

Bakura had pondered why it was Joey disliked him so much but was unable to come up with any sort of answer. He felt like he took pretty good care of Yugi. Was Joey jealous? Was Joey in love with Yugi? It was hard to tell. Joey had asked Yugi out a few times and Yugi had turned him down. But Joey seemed pretty wrapped up with Tristan, so maybe that wasn’t it.

Maybe now that Tristan was in the picture Joey would loosen up. Tristan didn’t seem to have a problem with him. Tristan had always seemed like a nice enough guy. He didn’t know him very well, honestly. He was friendly with Mai. And he had dated some guy Bakura knew through association, a few months ago. Brian something or other. Tristan and his brief conversation had jarred him a little. Was he that transparent when it came to Yugi? Of course he had feelings for him, of course he wanted things to be serious. Six months was a long time to be talking to someone with no results.

Bakura did a quick scan, everyone was busy dancing and enjoying themselves. He didn’t understand why Yugi liked this place so much. He had grown to dislike the Pyramid. Of course that probably had a lot to do with working at the bar in the first place. Where was Yugi, anyway, he had told him to stay where he could see him.

He was treating Yugi like a ten year old, and he admitted it. But two times in four days was a little much. He had later made Yugi explain the whole story of the incident on Wednesday to him. Apparently Yugi had said something to the married weirdo that he’d consider going home with him. Tha cou course didn’t give him any right to put his hands on him. He wished the guy would come back so he could finish what he started. He didn’t care if he lost his job. The thought of that guy touching Yugi made him sick to his stomach.

Where was Yugi?

Bakura walked around the perimeter of the dance floor. Where was his babyface? Bakura spotted him and his eyes narrowed. Who was that guy he was with? Bakura made his way across the floor and Yugi released the guy’s thigh.

“Kura, what’s up?” Bakura didn’t answer. “This is Justin. Justin this a friend of mine, Bakura.”

“Nice to meet you, Bakura.” Bakura had no response. “There a problem?”

Bakura took a step forward, his voice holding a note of warning, “I’d say so.”

“Kura?” Yugi asked, his eyes widening.

“We’re doing spot inspections, I’m going to have to see some identification.”

“It’s in the car.”

“Well then, I guess we really do have a problem, don’t we.” Bakura had gone into super-psycho-bouncer mode.

“Look, I’m clearly of legal age.”

“And I’m clearly telling you to go out to your vehicle and get identification. And if you come back inside without it I’m going to have to forcibly remove you.”

“I don’t want a problem here.”

“And I don’t want to have to mess up your face.” Bakura lifted the guy off the barstool by the collar of his shirt. “Now get of hof here.” The guy paled and took off. Yugi gave the guy a look and turned to look at Bakura.

“What the hell was that about?”

“Who was that?”

“Justin.”

“I told you I only wanted you to go over to Mai’s bar, and stay where I can see you. Here you are on the other side with some sleazy asshole.”

“What has gotten into you? Are you always this jealous?”

“I’ve seen that guy around here before, and he’s a slime ball.”

“Did you have to threaten to mess up his face?”

“It’s my job to threaten people.” Yugi rolled his eyes. If Bakura thought he was ruining his fun he had another thing coming. “That guy is bad news.”

“Fine.” Yugi crossed his arms over his chest.

“I didn’t mean to go crazy on him. That’s just the way I’m used to dealing with problems. I’m sorry.”

“Just don’t let it happen again, Kura.” Bakura nodded. Yugi gave him a last look. “I’m going to go dance again, okay?”

“Yeah.”

Yugi headed back out on the dance floor. That had been a little weird. Maybe he shouldn’t have told Bakura about them being together. If Bakura was going to be a nutcase when it came to Yugi being with other people than this wasn’t going to work. Did Bakura think he was going to go home with some strange dude? What was he so worried about?

Yugi forgot about what he was thinking about when he spotted a hottie on the opposite side of the bar. He wasn’t staying where Bakura could see him, he’d go where he wanted. Bakura had some nerve trying to restrict his movements. Just who did he think he was anyway? Yugi smiled at the guy and the guy smiled back.

“Hey, Sexy,” Yugi said with a smile.

“Hey. Wanna dance?” Yugi nodded, still smiling. The guy got closer to him and started grinding against him. Yugi got lost in the music. Bakura could be just as anal about dancing as Joey was. Yugi had only gotten Bakura to dance with him a few times. At least Yami liked to dance.

Yugi didn’t notice a pair of chocolate eyes focusing on him. Nor did he notice a pair of violet eyes looking him up and down. The guy he was dancing with was cute. But he didn’t think he’d get his number. He was trying to be good for Bakura. Yugi moved so the guy could continue grinding into him from behind. He had certainly made this guy happy to see him. Yugi smiled.

“What’s your name, Cutie?”

“Yugi.”

“I’m Kyle. You’re a good dancer, Y I I can only imagine what other things you’re good at.”

“I have to warn you, Kyle. People say I’m a tease.”

“Are you?”

“I’m not a tease, I’m just a permanent reminder of what you can’t have.” Kyle chuckled lightly. “I think I’ve gotten you worked up, Kyle.”

“Just a little. You’re too good at this.”

“I give you permission to fantasize about me the next time you’re standing around with your piece in your hand.” Kyle chuckled again.

“I’d think I’d like it better if you were with me.”

“I’d have to agree, Kyle.” Yugi turned around and smiled at him. He couldn’t help shaking the feeling that he was being closely monitored. He looked over Kyle’s shoulder and spotted Bakura across the room giving him a deadly stare. “I see my friend. I’m going to go say hi.”

“Can’t I get your number?”

“Why don’t you stand here and wait for me to come back?” Kyle frowned.

“What if you don’t come back?”

“Then I guess you know my answer.” Yugi walked away from the brunet without further thought. Yugi made his way towards the white-haired bouncer. He was not pleased. Bakura tried to look less obvious than he clearly was being, but there was no denying how angry he was.

Yugi took a deep breath. He wasn’t going to go at it with Bakura. He didn’t want to fight. Bakura looked livid, though he was trying to hide it. “I see you met a new guy already.”

“I thought we agreed that we could see other people.”

“Yeah, we did, but I didn’t think you were going to be all over that guy.”

“I wasn’t all over him, Bakura. I’m not about having a possessive boyfriend, okay. So if that’s the you you are maybe we should forget this.”

“Yugi, you can do what you want, with who you want. But you can’t keep putting yourself into these situations. Some people get very mad when they find out they’re being teased and led on. You need to be more mindful of that.”

“What’s wrong hav having a little, fun, Kura? Nothing’s gonna happen.” Yugi kissed him. “See that guy over there in the blue. I’m going to get him to buy me a drink then I’ll be back.”

“Oh, no you don’t. I gave you money for drinks. You don’t need any guy buying you anything.” Yugi gave Bakura a look and ran his hands on the taller man’s chest. Looked like he’d just have to be manipulative.

“Kura, you’re not afraid I’d do anything with someone else are you?”

“You can do whatever you want.”

“The only thing I want to do is you, Kura. You get me so hot, do you know that?” Yugi’s nimble fingers continued tracing the outlines of the smooth, hard plains of Bakura’s torso, stopping to tweak a nipple through his thin royal blue muscle shirt.

“Babyface…”

“Kura, do you know how bad I want you right now? I keep thinking of how much I’ve missed you being inside of me these last few days. It’s sooooo hard, Kura. So hard.”

“Yugi, listen…I just worry about you…that’s all…”

“I jacked off in the shower tonight, when I was getting ready to see you. I just kept imagining you picking me up and throwing me on the bed and having your way with me. Every time I think of you I get worked up. Gods, Kura, I’m getting aroused just talking about it.”

“Babyface…”

“I want you in me, Kura.” Bakura could feel his cock jump at Yugi’s dialogue. “Do you want me? Do you want to fuck me?”

“Yes, Babyface.” Bakura’s voice was husky already.

Yugi continued doodling on Bakura’s chest. “I want to feel every thick inch of that stiff cock of yours, I want to be penetrated…I want you so deep in me that I start chocking.” Yugi’s hand was slinking dangerously low. He could tell by the way Bakura was biting his lip that he had gotten his full attention. “It’s been too long, Kura… too long since I got to play with that penis of yours. I want to take you into the bathroom and let you fuck my brains out. I want to moan so loud that the other bouncers think someone’s being attacked.”

Yugi looked up into Bakura’s eyes at that instant, catching the look of exasperation on Bakura’s face. “I’m going to go dance again, Kura.” Yugi removed his hand and turned to leave when he was grabbed by the wrist.

“Where do you think you’re going?” Yugi smiled. “Your little game might work with your other boyfriends, but it’s not going to work on me.” Yugi quirked an eyebrow innocently, as if he had no idea what the otman man was talking about. “You think you’re cute, but you’re not.”

“Why what ever do you mean, Bakura?” Yugi was suddenly pushed against a wall, Bakura’s full body pressed against him. For once Bakura was thankful for the strobe lights and dim lighting.

“You have some nerve getting me hard, and then acting like nothing happened.”

“Would you like me to make it up to you, Kura?” Yugi asked simply, his hand back on Bakura’s pectorals. “Maybe I should take you into the bathroom and relieve some of that pressure.” Yugi trailed his hand back to Bakura’s erection. “That what you want?”

“We’re in public, and I’m working.”

“When you make some kind of point let me know.”

“I’m not taking you at the Pyramid, Yugi.”

“Then maybe I can find someone else’s penis to play with.” Yugi slipped out of Bakura’s grasp. “Where’s that guy in the blue that was winking at me.”

“You’re not funny.”

“I’m not trying to be. But I am horny. And you can see my erection tenting these tight ass pants of mine.”

“I’m not letting you walk around stiff as a fucking stick, Babyface.”

“Then I guess you’re going to have to help me take care of it. You can’t tell me that guys don’t fuck in this place all the time.”

“It’s my job to prevent that. I’m certainly not supposed to be joining in on the fun.”

“Once again, when you make a point, any point, you drop me a line.”


“The bathroom is too busy and that’s the first place we check to make sure no one’s doing anything inappropriate.”

“Then where, Kura?” Yugi ground his hips against Bakura’s thighs. “Kura, I need you right now. My pre-come is running down my leg.” Yugi’s voice was laced with desperation and desire. Bakura couldn’t have said no to Yugi even if he wanted to. And looking into those big, purple eyes was preventing him from wanting to say no in the first place.

“Follow me, but not too closely.” Bakura started moving and Yugi did as he was told. He got over to where the bar Mai workworking at was. He gave her a look and she looked behind him. She nodded. Bakura walked towards the emergency exit where a second flight of stairs was located behind the door. It was hidden around a corner that was out of sight of the rest of the bar.

There was no reason for any patron to come back here, and Mai always called over one of the bouncers if she noticed someone trying to slip back in the hideaway. Bakura had actually only done something like this once, but he wasn’t working. Nor was he at the Pyramid.

“Um…Kura…you impress me…you’ve obviously done this before.” Yugi was already on Bakura’s pants, unbuttoning them and unzipping him in a flash.

“I’ve never done this here. I hope you realize I can be fired, if not arrested.” Yugi freed his lover’s erection.

“I guess that’s the risk you’ll have to take for good ass.” Yugi’s hands cupped Bakura’s ass as Bakura leaned his head down and began tasting him. Yugi’s fingertips ran over Bakura’s back, underneath Bakura’s shirt as Bakura broke the kiss off.

“You have to be quiet or we’re going to get caught.”

“Um…could you imagine, someone coming back here and finding me with a cock up my tight little asshole?”

“I don’t want to imagine that. I’m not planning on getting caught. Now keep quiet, okay?”

“I’ll try, but I think you’re going to have more trouble than I will.” Yugi dropped to his knees and slid Bakura’s dick into his mouth. Bakura gasped loudly as Yugi lathered the flesh with sloppy wet strokes. Yugi had to have gotten a master’s in cock sucking.

He wasted no time as his hot cavern moved back and forth. His eyes were closed, and Bakura found himself about to loose control at the sight of his erection disappearing inside Yugi’s mouth only to slide back out, wet and slick. It was an erotic rhythm. It always amazed Bakura how wonderful Yugi was at this. Where had he learned to give head like this? It wasn’t even a matter of Yugi having control of his gag reflexes, it was as if Yugi had none to begin with.

Bakura leaned against the wall, his lower half arching into Yugi’s awaiting mouth. “Babyface, shit…I’m gonna come…slow down a little bit…” Yugi smirked and Bakura groaned. Yugi had made Bakura’s dick as smooth as silk by this point. And Bakura was beside himself.

Yugi continued his work, opening his eyes and looking up at Bakura with a mischievous look. Yugi always managed to look like a character in a porn movie when he did this. He enjoyed what he did, and that’s what made it all the hotter. Bakura wondered how many times Yugi had found a remote corner in some public place and done these kinds of things with some guy he barely knew. The thought angered him and got him harder in the same instant.

Yugi stopped what he was doing and stood up. “Now that I’ve got you all soaking wet, it’s my turn. You ready to bust a nut, Kura?” Bakura gave him a look.

“You’re about to get one hell of a fucking, Babyface.”

“I certainly hope so.” Yugi pulled down his pants and faced the wall, his hands pressing onto it for support. He wiggled his ass a little, in invitation. “Fuck me hard, Kura…Just the way I like it. The way I need it.”

Bakura swallowed, and offered his fingers to Yugi, who immediately sucked on them, hungrily, like he had gotten another penis into his mouth. He moaned around the fingers wetting them like his life depended on the activity. Bakura’s cock throbbed spastically as Yugi let at a groan.

Bakura removed the fingers only to stick them inside of Yugi in a smooth movement. He crouched down and kissed the back of Yugi’s legs, and then ran his tongue up. “Anyone could walk back here and see this, Babyface. Does that excite you?”

“Turns me the fuck on. Makes me want to come.” Bakura continued what he had had started and found his tongue at Yugi’s narrow opening. Yugi’s body twisted, lusting for more contact, Bakura swiveled the moist muscle around puckered entrance in amusement. Yugi wasn’t the only one who knew a thing or two.

“OH GODS, KURA…” Bakura smiled, but continued. “It needs to be that dick of yours, I need something big…MORE.”

Yugi was having spasms. His cock twitched with anticipation, the pre-cum oozing out of him nonstop. Every lick caused him to wriggle and squirm and gasp a little bit harder. He would come just at the contact, he knew it.

“How many times have you had sex in public, Yugi?” Bakura kissed Yugi’s butt and then poked his tongue into the crack of the other’s ass.

“This isn’t the first time I got fucked in this corner, Kura. Hell, I was so turned on I didn’t even bother to find out what the guy’s name was. I just wanted him.”

Bakura stopped and stood up. “Are you serious?”

“Do you think I’m serious?”

“I don’t know.”

“Then don’t worry about, it. All you should worry about is you being in me. But if you can’t ha tha that I’m sure I can spread my legs for someone else.” Bakura growled, and kicked Yugi’s legs apart, Yugi giggled. He knew he’d get Bakura worked up some how. He wanted to get Bakura angry, he wanted Bakura to fuck him like he owned him. Of course he had never had sex here before, but he liked the idea of Bakura getting angry thinking about it.

“You still think you’re cute don’t you?” Yugi turned around and grabbed Bakura’s erection.

“I think I have you around the balls and you’re helpless to stop it.” Yugi stroked him twice. “I think that you get worked up when you see me talking and fooling around with other guys and part of you wants to throw me up against the wall and remind me that you’re around.” Yugi leaned forward and kissed Bakura’s neck, then stroked him again. “And I think that you love every moment of this fucked up situation.” Yugi stroked him once more.

“That’s what you think, huh?” Bakura forced Yugi back up against the wall and rubbed himself on Yugi’s legs. His pre-come painted Yugi’s thighs. “I find it funny you’re so sure of my feelings, when you’re obviously in denial of your own.”

“How am I in denial?”

“When I tell you to come, you ask how hard.” Bakura made Yugi turn back around so his back was facing him once again. He sucked on Yugi’s neck, Yugi moaning. Yugi was covered in sweat, he wished he could take off his shirt, but knew it would be better to keep as manotheothes on as possible.

“Oh gods, Kura… do it… take me…fuck me…”

Bakura leaned forward and kissed Yugi’s ear. “What do you want?” he whispered, breathy, his dick now firmly pressed against Yugi’s ass. Yugi moaned something not quite audible and Bakura leaned down to lick Yugi’s ass again. “Not sure I caught what you said.” He lubed Yugi’s ass some more, before standing back up and repositioning the head of his cock at Yugi’s fluttering hole. “Want to tell me what you want, Sexy Ass?”

“Fuck my asshole like you own it.” Yugi’s voice was a near pant. Bakura smirked, it was nice to see his smaller lover out of control instead of him. Bakura pushed past the tight ring of muscle with a deep thrust, and didn’t stop moving until he was surrounded in Yugi’s warmth.

“Damn, you’re always so tight…how is that possible.”

“I do squats.” Bakura laughed. Yugi moved back so that Bakura was embedded inside of him even deeper, and suddenly the situation wasn’t funny anymore. Bakura kept his wits about him, forcing himself not to start pounding the sweaty, pliant body in front of him into the wall. Yugi’s legs were covered in pre-come, Yugi was gasping for breath, and the way his ass was wrapped around his dick, it seemed that the opening was begging to be widened.

“There a problem, Kura? My ass too much for you? Maybe you can go to the bar and find someone else who’s up for the challenge.” Bakura took that as an indication that Yugi was ready and slid out and then into him again in a long, slow stride. “UMMMMM….that’s more like it…my ass is so hungry, Kura…”

“What’s. It. Hungry. For.” Kura punctuated each word with another stroke.

“It’s hungry for that thick, hot come of yours.” Bakura slid in and out smoothly, Yugi, continuing to push back against him, meeting him there. “It’s begging for it, Kura.” Bakura pressed his balmy palms onto the cool wall in front of him to brace himself. He kissed Yugi’s shoulder, and Yugi let his head drop back as he let out a moan of pleasure. “I’m begging for it.”

“What’s gonna happen if someone comes back here and sees us, Babyface? You’re moaning so loud, we’re gonna get caught.”

“Maybe I want to get caught, maybe I want someone to find us back here, Kura…I want someone to watch us. Watch as your penis slides in and out of me. I’m so naughty, Kura. I’m being so bad.” Yugi moved so that he could watch the action around the bar. He could see the patrons doing shots, he could watch the couples dancing on the floor. And he wondered if anyone could see him as he took it up the ass.

Bakura grunted loudly, his voice covered by the loud bass pounding from the speakers. The wall they were both holding on to was vibrating. He had lost all control over his rational thoughts as he pressed in and out of Yugi, who was all too welling to press back. Yugi moved in such a way that he was essentially riding Bakura’s wide cock as it stretched him to its limit.

“You like this, don’t you, Babyface…you just can’t get enough?” Bakura was sucking on Yugi’s earlobe and whispering.

“I can never get enough.” Yugi gripped onto Bakura’s hand as the white-haired man started jerking his tender flesh. Yugi’s hand was smaller than Bakura’s of course, but he liked the way it felt to move with Bakura as Bakura took him towards his climax.

“Babyface…fuck…” Bakura thrust into Yugi’s unrestricted entrance, harder, and faster, his pace had long since lost its steady rhythm. Yugi closed his eyes as Bakura pumped in and out of him like he meant it.

“I’m gonna need Pampers because of you…Kura…I might never walk straight again…. ummmmm….” Yugi bit his lip to keep from screaming as his pleasure spot was punished by Bakura’s erratic thrusts.

“This is what you get for getting me worked up…” Bakura pressed in roughly. “I hope you learned your lesson.”

“You might need to give me a refresher course when we get home….ahhhhhhhhhhh. Um… gods, Kura…. sometimes…. ummmmm…. sometimes when you’re sleeping next to me…mmmmmm…sometimes I think about getting you hard and riding you…then you’d wake up inside of me…”

“Yugi…fuck… I’m close…”

“Give my ass what it wants…cum is my favorite food group.” Bakura used his entire body to pound into Yugi, hoping in his passion-fogged mind that the smaller man wouldn’t fall over from the assault. Yugi groaned loudly and suddenly he came with a shriek, Bakura’s fist, Yugi’s abs, and the wall in front of them all receiving a healthy helping of the cream.

Bakura couldn’t last with Yugi’s ass muscles clamped so firmly around him and he came, after one last, rough stroke.

“You’re gonna be sore now, I hope you’re happy.” Bakura pulled out of Yugi slowly, wiping his brow, and trying to get his heart rate to steady.

Yugi turned towards him with a smirk. He had to be horribly sore, but he didn’t act that way. “That was just the warm up, Kura. I’m waiting for round two back in the apartment.”


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“You’ve been quiet since dinner, Baby, what is it?” Joey shrugged. “Tell me.” Joey shrugged again. Tristan forced Joey onto the bed and pinned him. “We have ways of making you talk.”

Joey shook his head no.

“Have it your way.” Tristan’s hand ran under Joey’s shirt and he bent his head down. He moved the fabric out of the way and placed his mouth on top of Joey’s belly button. Then he blew hard.

“Stop it, that tickles!” Joey squirmed. “Stop it! I hate belly farts! Stop it!” Tristan was relentless as Joey tried to escape. Spit drooled all over Joey’s flat stomach. “OKAY! Enough!” Tristan lifted his head. “You are a jerk!”

Tristan laughed.

“A belly fart? You really are an asshole!” Tristan shrugged, obnoxiously. “Fine, what would you like me to tell you?”

“Why are you so upset, Baby? Tell me what I did.”

“Itot yot you, really. I just. I’m just wondering what it is about me you like.” Tristan made a face. “I’m serious. You asked me, I’m answering.”

“Is that what this is about? You’ve been upset all night because you doubt my intentions?”

“You’re perfect, Tris. Why would you want me?”

“Love’s a funny emotion. I don’t think I can pick out the specific reason why I want to be with you.” Joey sighed. “You’re sweet, and cute, and funny, and smart, and sensitive, and caring, and affectionate, and I feel good when I’m with you. Why wouldn’t that attract me to you?”

“It’s just that, well, I mean, I always attract jerks, Tris. I’m used to being pursued by bad guys.”

“But I’m not a bad guy, Joey.”

“I know, it’s just…”

“You forced me to ruin my surprise, I hope you’re happy.” Tristan sat up and then crawled off the bed. “This is your doing. Come with me.” Joey narrowed hiss. s. What in the world was Tristan talking about? “This would have been more romantic if you weren’t so worried I’m some wolf in sheep’s clothing.”

“Tristan, I trust you. After what I told you about Kaiba on Monday, I was sure your intentions were noble, it’s just that I…well…”

“Like I said, you’re getting this now, because I’m not going to have you doug thg this anymore. It’s time we stopped playing games. Of course I’m sure you already saw this coming. I’m so predictable.” Tristan led Joey out into the den.

“What are you talking about?”

“Sit down, Joey. On the floor.” Joey did as he was asked. Tristan added another log to the fireplace. “I wasn’t going to give this to you until tomorrow, we were going to go for a walk and watch the sun go down, but like I said, you were just so insistent on ruining the moment. So you’re getting this now.”

“Getting what now?”

“I have to go get it, stay where you are.”

“Tristan?” He returned in a matter of a moment with a small box. “Tristan?” Joey watched as Tristan sat down across from him. “What is this?”

“Open it.”

“Tristan, I can’t take gifts from you, I can’t…”

“Open it, it’s not returnable, because it’s personalized.” Joey frowned. Why did Tristan sound so much like Duke just then? At least it wasn’t a ring box. What in the world had Tristan gotten him?

Tristan watched as Joey lifted the top of the box off and looked at the picture frame. It was blue, the top had cursive writing in gold that was centered: Life’s not measured by the number of breaths you take. Underneath that, a second line stated: Life’asurasured by the number of moments that take your breath away. On the bottom of the frame was another line in the same gold cursive writing with Joey. And underneath that, there was a second line: Taking my breath away since 9/5/04

The picture inside the frame was of Tristan and Joey, Joey was looking off to the right, slightly, and he was grinning, the brunet was behind him, his chin resting on the blond’s shoulder, he was obviously kissing Joey’s neck, and he was looking at the camera with a mysterious glint in his eyes.

“Where did this picture come from?”

“Bakura. He was kind enough to email me the pictures from Yami’s birthday party. Remember when Yugi got mad he saw us dancing, and told Bakura to take a picture? I did some Photoshop editing and you can’t even tell we’re dancing. I know you were probably concerned that all the pictures you ever see are of me and my motorcycle, but she’s just one of my babies.”

“What about this date?”

“That’s the first time I saw you, in art class. I thought you were the cutest thing I’d ever seen. I didn’t even know what to say to you, so all I could do was smile. Then Malik came up to you so I left. It wasn’t until the following Tuesday that I got the courage to approach you. But my love at first sight happened on that Thursday, the 5th of September. One month ago tomorrow. Which is why I wanted to give this to you then, but you had to be upset tonight.” Joey blushed and looked up at Tristan.

“You remembered the date of the first day we saw each other?”

“Why wouldn’t I?” Joey’s heart stopped. He had to be having a stroke. “I want to be your boyfriend, Baby. I want you to teach me what it means to be in love.”

“Tristan?”

“I want to make you happy, I want to see you smile. I want to be with you. I want you to be with me.”

“I don’t… Tristan…I don’t know what to say…”

“Say yes, Baby.” Joey nodded, afraid his words would get lost in his throat. “I love you.” Joey smiled.

“I love you too.” Tristan leaned over and kissed Joey, Joey immediately opening his mouth to Tristan. Tristan was kissing him again for the first time. Tristan gently leaned forward, Joey was soon on his back on the rug, not breaking the contact. Tristan’s hand ran up Joey’s shirt again and Joey moaned into Tristan’s mouth.

Tristan finally released Joey’s lips. “I’m making love to you in front of the fire place, Baby, that okay with you?” Joey smiled. “See, there was a reason I wanted you on the floor.”

“So I see.” Joey remembered the last time Tristan had taken him on the floor. Gods, that had been hot. And now, Tristan was going to make love to him in front of a fireplace. Joey laid back and allowed himself to fall in love all over again. Yugi’s words of warning were now the furthest thing on his mind.


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Yugi had gotten himself sorted out in the bathroom. Bakura had disappeared to the lower level of the bar, apparently there was someone causing a disturbance and two of the other bouncers were having trouble handling the problem.

Yugi walked back out onto the dance floor, sated. He felt refreshed, and he knew that although he had put himself back together, he still looked like he had just been well-fucked. Which was certainly the case. He didn’t notice that he was being watched. And was a little startled when he was approached.

“I made a bet with my friend that you’re not wearing any underwear. Care to prove me right?” He felt hot breath on his neck. Whoever this guy was that was now behind him was a cocky fucker. Yugi turned around and cocked an eyebrow. At least this guy was hot. “Um, you’re even cuter up close.”

“So I’ve been told.” Yugi gave the guy the once over, he was good looking, and he had pretty platinum blond hair and his eyes were the same color as his were.

“Want to dance, Munchkin?”

“As a general rule, I don’t dance with guys who call me that.”

“I’ll keep that in mind the next time I ask you to dance.” Then the blond pressed himself up into him. Yugi didn’t fight it and allowed the taller guy to place his hands on his hips.

“You’re smug, has anyone told you that?”

“Not recently,” the guy answered.

“What’s your name?”

“Why do you want to know?”

“I like to know who I’m grinding with.”

“Malik.” Yugi gave him a look. “You’re Yugi, aren’t you?”

Yugi nodded, looking up into violet eyes. This was Malik? He didn’t sound all that hot on the phone. “Yeah, we spoke, on the phone. My roommate gave me your number.”

“You never called me back after that second time we spoke.”

“Is that so? There’s just so many guys I talk to it’s hard to keep track, I must not have been very interested.” Malik gave him a look, Yugi gave him a look in return.

Malik smirked. “And you call me smug?”

“I don’t deny being smug. But I have something to back it up.”

“I’ll believe that when I see it.” Malik pressed into Yugi with hard, tight circles, Yugi finding Malik’s arousal triggering one of his own. “You here with someone?”

“Yeah.”

“Would he get mad if you came home with me?”

“He’d probably kick your ass,” Yugi answered, recalling the last two incidents not too fondly.

“Boyfriend or something like that?”

“Something like that.”

“So in other words he has no claims on you.”

“No, he doesn’t. However, you’ve done nothing so far that’s made me want to go home with you. Besides, my roommate warned me about you.”

“Did he? And what did he tell you?”

“That you were into some weird stuff and that you weren’t a good person.” Malik pressed into Yugi roughly, Yugi having to swallow back a moan. This guy was really getting him worked up, which annoyed him. He was the sex kitten. Not this guy. “Are you a bad guy, like my roommate says?”

“Come home with me and be the judge of that.”

“I can’t.”

“But if you could I bet you would.” Yugi quirked his eyebrow again. “Guys like you have one thing on their minds. And as luck would have it, so do I.”

“Do these direct lines work on your boyfriend?”

“Are you as tight as those pants you’re wearing?” Yugi smiled. The guy was so cocky and full of himself that Yugi enjoyed it. “Does it matter if I have a boyfriend or not?”

“I’m not about breaking up a happy home.” Yugi pushed back against Malik with a smirk. “But if the home’s not happy, then I’d consider it.”

“Where’s this guy you’re with? Doesn’t he realize he’s about to be left here?”

“Once again, I’m not going home with you. And secondly, he’d kick your ass. He’s downstairs. He’s one of the bouncers here.”

“Which one?”

“Bakura.”

“I could take him.” Yugi rolled his eyes. “So you’re talking to Bakura, huh? What’s he got over me?”

“I won’t embarrass you by answering that question.” Malik made a face. Yugi smiled seductively. “I guess I should have told you that I’m a tease.”

“That’s okay, I like that you’re talking to someone elsIf yIf you made it too easy for me I’d get bored. I always want what someone else has.” Malik pressed against Yugi and kissed his neck roughly. Yugi did moan a little bit. “I always get what I want, Munchkin, keep that in mind.”

Just who did this guy think he was?

“Song’s over, I’m going to the bathroom,” Yugi decided. This had to be the first time he had ever walked away from a boy worked up like this. This Malik had a definite effect on him, he had to admit.

“Would you call me back if I called you again, Yugi?”

“I make no promises. I might forget.”

“Well then, let me help you remember.” Malik pressed his lips against Yugi’s. Yugi allowed himself to be kissed, and then realized what he was doing and pulled away. “Hum…let’s just hope your bouncer friend didn’t see that.” Yugi gave Malik one last look and walked off the dance floor.

He needed a drink.

Malik watched Yugi retreating and smiled. That had gone better than he could have hoped, of course he had hoped that Yugi would have come home with him. But there was time for that. Yugi might have been a slut, but he supposed even sluts had to be a little careful these days. Malik headed back to his table where Ryou was waiting for him.

“I’m back, Cupcake, miss me?”

“Yeah, Malik.” Ryou leaned across the table and kissed him. “Did you talk to him?”

“Yeah.”

“Is he coming home with us?” Ryou asked, looking at Malik with expectant chocolate eyes.

“He’s here with someone.”

“That Joey guy that was the model in our art class?”

“He’s with Bakura.” Ryou paled and looked down. “They’re only talking, he’s not Bakura’s boyfriend.”

“Malik, I…”

“What did I say about Bakura, Cupcake? Hum?”

“You said not to worry about him, because I don’t need him anymore, because I have you.”

“That’s right. Don’t worry about it. Things will work themselves out. I promised you I’d take care of you, didn’t I?”

“Yes.”

“I’ll call Yugi, and convince him to come by the apartment some other time. Okay?”

“Okay.” Ryou sipped some more of the drink Malik had brought him. Malik took such good care of him. And he knew Malik got angry when he talked about Bakura. He decided it’d be best if he dropped it. He didn’t like when Malik got mad at him. Malik always apologized afterwards, but it was easier to just do what his lover wanted him to do.

“I know just the thing that will take your mind off of Yugi and Bakura.”

“Really?”

“There’s a really cute guy standing over by the bar. And he’s looking at us. I’ll go talk to him and get him to come home with us. We haven’t gotten someone to come back with us in a while, have we.” Ryou shook his head no. “You always look so sexy when someone’s on top of you.”

“I do?”

“Yes, Cupcake. You’re just so cute. You want to have sex with that guy tonight, Ryou?”

“Okay.” Malik smiled. He got up from the table. Malik always got excited whenever they found someone else to have sex with. Sometimes Malik participated, and other times he simply watched. Ryou was more than happy to please, Malik. Malik loved him so much. More than Bakura ever did. Malik said so.

Malik returned with the guy. “Cupcake, this is Kyle. Kyle, this is my roommate, Ryou. He’s a little shy, but he was telling me how much he wanted you to come home with us tonight. Ryou’s been horny all day, haven’t you, Cupcake.”

Ryou blushed but nodded obediently. It had been hard at first, et uet used to sleeping with strange men, but Malik was always there, and after a while, Ryou began enjoying it. Malik usually picked the guys, but sometimes they’d come to the Pyramid or go somewhere else and Ryou got to choose who Malik set him up with. This Kyle guy was cute. They’d have fun tonight. Malik always made sure of that.

“Ready to go, Cupcake?” Ryou stood up. He had hoped to stay a little longer. Malik and him didn’t get that much time together, but Ryou tried to be a good boyfriend for Malik. He knew everything the blond did was for his own good. He was nothing like that asshole, Bakura. Malik promised him that he’d love him, the way Bakura never did. The least Ryou could do was do as Malik asked him. Sleeping with other guys wasn’t that bad, after all.

They headed down the stairs, Malik was talking to Kyle telling him about the things Ryou liked to do in the bedroom. Ryou flushed each time Malik or Kyle would turn back and look at him. It was going to be a long night, he could tell already. They were just about out the door when Ryou caught sight of his ex.

It was Bakura.

Bakura looked right through him, as if he hadn’t seen him. Ryou’s heart shattered. Why didn’t Bakura love him? He would die for him, didn’t he understand that? And now Bakura was with that Yugi person. Malik had told him about Yugi when Ryou had first learned that Bakura had been messing with him. According to his love, Yugi was a dirty slut. Bakura had obviously given up a good thing to mess around with the multi-colored haired whore, Malik explained. Didn’t Bakura know he’d be Bakura’s whore if he wanted him to be?

Yeah, he had been scared about having sex with Bakura in the beginning, but Malik had taught him all about sex, since they had broken up. He’d be better this time. He wouldn’t come to the Pyramid and get Bakura in trouble with the managers, he wouldn’t leave messages on his voicemail all day long. If only Bakura would take him back. If only Bakura wasn’t still talking to that slut.


Author’s Endnotes: That line, “I’m not a tease, I’m just a permanent reminder of what you can’t have” is from my friend Becki. She’s great, I’m glad she’s okay from that accident. Anyway, this chapter is the beginning of some serious drama. So, Ryou and Malik, what do you think? Poor Ryou…I just love causing trouble, don’t I. We won’t be seeing that much more of Malik and Ryou, but it just makes you think, hum? Bakura’s getting possessive around, Yugi, that’s already gonna be a problem, as I’m sure you can tell. Well, I’d love to continue typing but I’m off to write some more of Possession part 4. Wow, this writing two stories at once thing isn’t fun. The good news is that chapter 11, is halfway done. This chapter was getting really long so I cut a lot of it only to start the next installment. Oh, and here’s a preview:


“Joey, you promised me you’d come with me to Grandpa’s house.”

“I know, Yug, but Tristan…”

“If it’s Tristan I don’t want to hear it. I don’t want to hear about anything having to do with your boyfriend.”

“Yugi.”

“NO!” Yugi std oud out of the apartment. Joey slumped onto the couch.