Small Two of Pieces *Revised*

Small Two of Pieces

A/N: Oi! Took longer than I thought X_x But! The store is doing great, and I got a laptop for christmas woohoo! ugh. Gogo insomnia typing. Thank you for the reviews, and here's the third chapter ^^ Lemon alert ahead. Sorry it's kinda short, I gotta find my old files and remember where I was going with this XD

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Katsuyaa stared up at Seth, his cheeks flushing and his eyes filling with warmth. "Only one?"

"Yes," Seth breathed, his lips brushing the tanned blonde's jaw line. "It's been so long, my love..." His voice sent a shiver down Katsuyaa's spine, making him cling tighter to his older lover.

Seth trailed his lips down Katsuyaa's jaw, dipping his tongue out for a taste of the smooth skin on his neck. He pressed a soft kiss to the hollow of his neck, each touch drawn out and sensual. If the others cared what they were doing, they didn't show it, going about their own business while the blonde melted in Seth's arms.

"Seth..." Katsuyaa's breath hitched, his hands coming up to grip his shoulders. "I can't..."

"Can't stand? Can't breathe?" Seth's lips brushed the soft skin of Katsuyaa's earlobe. "Shall we go somewhere... private? Or would you like it right here in the middle of our camp?"

"Seth, please...!" Katsuyaa's voice tinged on desperation, his eyes both playful and desperate. "I need you."

"How much do you need me?" Seth asked, fanning his fingers over the small of Katsuyaa's back, pulling him close in the same motion. "Or shall I let your body answer for you, since you seem to be at a loss for coherent words?"

"How do you stay so calm?" Katsuyaa whispered, closing his eyes. "Do you have any id-dea what you're doing to me?" his voice cracked a little on a moan.

Seth chuckled and closed his dark blue eyes for a moment, before guiding Katsuyaa to their 'tent'. It was in no way soundproof or warm, but it shaded them from the setting sun, and kept the bugs out. The blankets laid out were very thin and small, due to the fact that they had to carry their own supplies, but the moment Katsuyaa found himself sprawled on that blanket beneath Seth, he didn't care if it was cold or uncomfortable at all.

"I suppose I have better self control," Seth purred, eyes roaming over the tanned muscles of his lover. "If I lost control of my senses, I wouldn't be able to appreciate what it is I'm doing to you..."

His kisses trailed from Katsuyaa's jaw, down to his collarbone, and deliciously slow over his chest. Katsuyaa had to close his eyes and grip the blankets to keep control on his voice, his skin damp with sweat. When he felt Seth's lips brushing the tender skin of his abdomen, he gave a small, choked cry. "Seth..."
"I don't lose myself to anyone," Seth said, his voice almost aggressive, as the words came with a warm breath that sent shivers through Katsuyaa's body. "But..."

He slid back up the blonde's body to brush a soft kiss over his lips. "With you, I come close."

Katsuyaa didn't even have the time to contemplate the words, for no sooner than they were spoken, did Seth press against his entrance, already slick and pulsing with desire.

"O-oh.." Katsuyaa's honey eyes focused on Seth's face as he parted his legs, his inner thighs brushing Seth's hips. In one fluid motion, Seth thrust himself forward and buried himself in his lover's tight body, closing his eyes briefly. In the beginning, there was more lotion, more preparing, and more caution. But now, Seth knew Katsuyaa's body could handle rough treatment every once in a while.

When he opened his eyes, what he saw was Katsuyaa's flushed face, one hand at his own mouth as he bit down on his finger to keep from crying out loudly. A smile touched his lips, but it quickly turned to a smirk as he began to move, reaching for his lover and grasping his hips for leverage.

"When we get back," Seth breathed, rolling his hips to establish a rhythm, "I will take you to the privacy of my rooms, and there will be no need to limit yourself--no need to be quiet."

Katsuyaa trembled and nodded, his muscles clenching against Seth's arousal on every thrust, his eyes reflexively filling with tears. "Seth..." he gasped, allowing the occasional whimper and soft moan to escape his lips.

Seth didn't answer or acknowledge the cry, keeping a smooth and steady pace, despite his lack of preparation for his lover. He could feel his length throbbing with need, buried in Katsuyaa's heat, but he refused to give in and let himself release so soon. The longer he held out, the better it would be for both of them, and he could tell that Katsuyaa's body was getting close.

Every time Katsuyaa teetered on the edge, Seth would slow down, purposefully prolonging his lover's pleasure, until it got to be too much for both of them. He leaned back on his heels, arms wrapping around Katsuyaa's waist to yank him up. Their chests pressed flush against each other, Katsuyaa's arousal trapped between them as he gave a very forceful and powerful thrust, spilling his seed into him with a tense-sounding grunt.

Katsuyaa, who had been whimpering pleas and trying to reach his climax earlier, gave a surprised and nearly silent gasp, clutching Seth's shoulders so hard his nails dug in as he finally reached his orgasm. It lasted several moments, as Seth relaxed a little more, brushing kisses over Katsuyaa's neck--and then Katsuyaa sagged against him, convulsing slightly in the aftershocks.

Seth shifted them to lay down, slipping out of Katsuyaa carefully, and gathering the trembling boy in his arms. 'Just like him,' he thought, affection in his eyes. 'He's already given in to exhaustion...'

Katsuyaa, was indeed already asleep, hair falling over his eyes as he gave a soft moan in his sleep and cuddled closer to Seth's warmth.

"...It is you," Seth murmured, brushing a soft kiss over Katsuyaa's forehead. "Who has no idea... What you do to me."

Then he pulled a blanket over them and trapped Katsuyaa in his arms, closing his eyes.

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In the morning, the group set out for the palace, cutting their 'trip' short. They snuck by the guards easily, as Yami amused himself by making an appearance in all his Pharaoh glory, golden ornaments adorning his tanned and muscled arms, his smirk confident and belittling to anyone he showed it to. His simple excuse for his guards finding him 'missing'? Quite literally, he told them they must not have been paying as much attention as they thought.

While he dealt with his council members, Ryouu and Anzu snuck Yuugi to the bathing rooms, guarding the doors and giving him privacy.

He looked around in utter fascination. Even when rich men came to the tavern to have him, he'd only caught a glimpse of jewels and riches, but the bathing room of the palace was the most beautiful room he'd ever seen. The stones were all smooth and polished, and it wasn't so much a bath, as it was an entire lake, stairs leading down into it from several different locations. Steam rose from the clear and sparkling water, indicating that it was somehow heated, while various bottles of sweet smelling lotions and soaps lined an entire wall.

He may not have been able to understand all of the language, but from the way Anzu and Ryouu had urged him and reassured him, he knew he was supposed to bathe.

With a deep breath, he gingerly stripped off what little scraps of clothing he had left, looking at his own skin with sad eyes. There weren't many scars, but--was his skin supposed to be so marred and streaked with dirt? Maybe, if he cleaned, his skin would be tan like Katsuyaa's, smooth and soft looking, or slightly pale with a sensual glow like Ryouu's?

He'd purposefully let himself be dirty before, out of the hope that maybe he'd be overlooked one day, and no one had stopped him... But now, he could be clean, without the fear of being take against his will.

And when it came to the handsome man whom he'd shared the tent with--the man with the gentle and deep voice, with the soft touch...

"Ah... Hazukashii," he mumbled with a soft blush.

His body was already growing relaxed in the sweet scent and warmth of the bathing room, and when he stepped into the water, all of his muscles began to loosen up.

He had to sit on the steps--he was far too small to go any deeper without risking drowning, and embarrassingly enough, he didn't know how to float or swim.

After a while, Yuugi got tired of simply sitting in the water, and he gripped the edge of the bath, scooting himself to the lotions and soaps. It was barely shallow enough for him to stand, and he wasn't quite sure how to open the bottles.

He found one that was a soft, etched lavender color, much like his own eyes, and he tipped it to look at the stopper.

This resulted in the stopper falling out, and the entire contents of the bottle spilling onto his face and hair. With a gasp, he submerged himself in the water and tried to wash it off, surfacing with a deep breath and a cry.

"Gomen," he whispered to no one in particular, replacing the bottle and looking around. Then he noticed that some of the sweet smelling liquid was on his arm, and where it streaked, the dirt came off.

With an excited sound, he began to rub his arms, watching layers of filth washing away--where it went, he didn't know, because the minute he finished, the water became clear again.

That's when he saw his reflection, and jumped. He hadn't quite realized just HOW similar he looked to the man who'd saved him, his skin neither pale nor tan, but a simple in-between And his hair--well, it was wetted down and a little spiky, but the three colors had never been so prominent before.

"Omoshiroii ne," he commented, before he tore his eyes from his own reflection and looked for something to dry himself with. He noted that his old scraps of cloth were gone, and replaced with soft white cotton, which he used to dry his body--the cold air made him shiver the minute he finished.

"Yuugi," a voice said, and he whirled around so fast he nearly tripped.

Katsuyaa grinned--he'd already gotten cleaned, quickly in Seth's private bathing chambers. "These are Pharaoh's bathing chambers, so you can go directly to his room to wait for him. Seth already made up a story about being on an errand for Pharaoh, and then finding you and bringing you back.

Yuugi glanced at him with a timid smile--Katsuyaa hadn't really changed clothes, but in his hands were clothes small enough for Yuugi.

"Now, we had to tell them you were a personal slave of the Pharaoh--a willing pleasure slave," Katsuyaa said, kneeling down and clasping a golden armband onto Yuugi's upper arm. "This marks you as his--as long as you wear this, no one in the palace may touch you without permission. If they try, all you have to do is think of Pharaoh, and their touch will be repelled by magic."

Yuugi seemed to understand--they'd explained to him that he couldn't speak Yami's name, and that if addressing Yami in public, he'd have to call him 'Pharaoh'. What he didn't exactly understand, was that Pharaoh was not a name, but a title.

That said, Katsuyaa helped Yuugi get dressed, a soft lavender garment that was held up by a gold clasp around the neck, slits for his arms that went to his hips, where a thin lavender wrap kept it in place, falling around his mid-thighs and knees. He smiled at Katsuyaa in thanks, and then looked to the door Katsuyaa pointed at. Katsuyaa left, but not before brushing a soft kiss over Yuugi's cheek, and another whispered 'I'm sorry'.

Yuugi watched him go, smiling warmly. He forgave Kasuyaa--after all, Katsuyaa was still his best friend. After Katsuyaa left through the somewhat secret passage of the bathing room, where Anzu and Ryouu were, he walked into the Pharaoh's bedroom, looking around curiously.

He hadn't gotten more than three feet when a sharp staff blocked his path. The tip was made of two hooded points that sheltered an icy blue globe, connecting to the longer staff with rings of purple around it.

"Halt," the voice said, and Yuugi looked up fearfully, to see one of the strongest known duel monsters in existence. The Dark Magician, who glared down at him with fierce eyes, the color of ice.

"I am Kosui, the Pharaoh's personal protector. Speak your business to the Pharaoh or die by my hand," he said.

Yuugi could only stare, unable to speak at all.

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A/N: Turns out I'm not very busy on Fridays ^^ I'll try to update again very soon.

Random Japanese to know:

Hazukashii: Basically means "I'm embarrassed" or "How embarrassing"

Omoshiroii ne: "That's interesting" or, "Interesting, isn't it?" type of thing.

Gomen: Usually Gomen ne, or Gomen nasai, it means 'sorry' or 'I'm sorry'.

I think that's all the random japanese I used in this chappy. Take care ^^