Hovering At the Edge of Oblivion

Disclaimer - Nope, don't own them.

Author's Notes - Thanks to all the reviewers who have . . . well, reviewed : ) My last week has been hectic, and I'm afraid this chapter isn't as good as it could have
been, but rewriting it doesn't seem to want to happen either. Seph and Marik have turned their attention to something else (as usual. I swear, those two . . .)

Anyway - THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SEX! MALE X MALE SEX! IF YOU DON'T LIKE THAT TYPE OF THING, DON'T READ IT! Nuff said.

Chapter 4 - Desire

Shock kept his muscles frozen for several moments before Yugi could force them to move again. When they did cooperate, he scrambled onto the bed, feeling his way by
light touches up Yami's prone form, blushing when his fingers stopped encountering silk and started feeling warm skin underneath his fingertips. He didn't allow that to stop
him.

"Yami," he whispered, his heart nearly bursting with the spirit's soft confession still echoing through his head. "Yami . . .! Please wake up . . . gods, I want to hear you say
that again and know that you mean it . . ." At last he found Yami's face, cradling it between his hands warmly. Another whimper accompanied the action, and it tore
through his heart to hear such a sound come from his strong and confident dark. "Yami . . . I'm here. Please, wake up . . ."

"Aibou . . ?" Yami murmured softly. Light began to brighten the dark room, and Yugi breathed a sigh of relief as he began to be able to make out his dark's exotic features.
The crimson eyes were still tightly closed, the lithe form shivering uncontrollably beneath the thin silk sheets.

"Yami, open your eyes. Please, look at me! I'm right here . . . I'm alive, I'm fine, there's nothing wrong with me! Yami, please!"

"I do not wish to," Yami murmured hoarsely, his fingers tightening on the silk, fisting the material until his knuckles were nearly white. "I do not want to lose this dream . . ."

"It's not a dream . . ." Yugi whispered. Leaning forward, he hesitated for only a moment before taking his dark's lips in a soft, tender kiss, pouring all his love and affection
into the brief contact.

Arms came up around him, the tanned fingers twining gently in his hair or caressing the nape of his neck, sending delighted shivers down his back at the warmth that
radiated from them. He moaned slightly as he felt Yami's tongue run lightly over his bottom lip, unwittingly giving his dark access to the recess' of his mouth.

*Yugi?*

**Yami!** Yugi nearly wept with relief as the link finally came alive again. Hesitantly he pulled away from the kiss, opening amethyst eyes to stare down into stunned and
disbelieving crimson.

"Aibou?" Yami murmured, his voice hoarse. "This . . . is not a dream . . .?" Yugi shook his head, smiling gently as he nuzzled into one tanned hand that came around to cup
his cheek in a soft caress.

"No dream, my dark," he whispered. "I'm fine . . . I'm not dead." He found himself suddenly pulled against Yami, strong arms wrapping tightly around him as Yami buried
his face in his hair, almost undetectable shivers trembling through the lithe frame in a tumult of emotion.

"I thought d lod lost you, my hikari," Yami said quietly, his voice low. "I thought . . . I had failed you." The arms tightened for a moment before releasing him, holding him at
arm's length so that crimson eyes could study him carefully. A slight frown appeared, crimson darkening to burgundy as he took in Yugi's ragged appearance. "You are
sure you are well, aibou?" he asked. Yugi nodded.

"I . . . thought you hated me," he said softly, amethyst eyes staring down at the hands that he anxiously twisted together in his lap. "You were so disgusted when we
touched accidentally . . . I thought you found my feelings for you abhorrent." Yami shook his head, a slight frown playing across his features.

"Yugi . . . I was disgusted with myself for forgetting that I am a spirit. I could never be disgusted with you, young one." He sighed, leaning back into the pillows carefully. "I
had no idea of your feelings, aibou. I thought that you were disturbed by my touch from the way you pulled back, and that . . . drove home to me just how hopeless it all
was." He shook his head again. "So much time wasted if we had simply talked to each other . . ." Crimson met amethyst solemnly. "Yugi . . . this still does not change the
fact that I am a spirit. We . . . cannot have a 'relationship' as you call it . . . not in the normal sense of the word. I . . . have no wish to hold you back from true happiness."

Yugi sighed, chuckling slightly under his breath before he curled up next to Yami, resting his head wearily on one tanned shoulder.

"I don't care about that, Yami . . . I never have," he said finally. "You're my best friend . . . the other half of my soul. I could no more find true happiness without you than I
could breath underwater." Light fingers danced gently over the smooth, golden-brown skin of his other, reveling in the feel of the satiny skin under his fingertips. "I love
you."

"And I you, light of my soul," Yami replied softly. He chuckled a moment later.

"What?" Yugi asked, curious.

"With such emphasis on agfferfferences that your time puts on relationships . . ." Yami said. He had no need to continue when Yugi started laughing.

"I don't think it will ever matter, my yami," the smaller boy murmured once he had caught his breath. Moving, he straddled his other's hips, pinning down the taller boy's
thighs by sitting on them. "But leave it to you to think of such a thing." Afterwards, he simply sat there, amethyst eyes examining the figure beneath him hungrily. Several
moments into this perusal, Yami raised an eyebrow in question, causing Yugi to smirk . . . right before he leaned forward and captured one dark nipple in his mouth,
suckling on it gently as his fingers crept across his other's chest to play with the second

Yami's back arched, a groan escaping his lips unwittingly as his hands came up to grip Yugi's shoulders gently. That groan quickly turned into a gasp of pleasure as Yugi bit
down gently on the over sensitized flesh, worrying it between his teeth. One hand began to travel lightly over the firm stomach, slowing trailing lower before it was caught
by the wrist in an iron grip.

"Aibou . . ." Yami gasped out, finally regaining his voice after his surprise, "should we continue this . . . there will be no going back." Yugi chuckled, laving his current toy
with one warm swipe of his te bee before leaning back to look up into crimson eyes dark with lust.

"I want this more than I've wanted anything else in my life," Yugi replied, leaning forward to run his tongue teasingly over the parted lips of his dark self before withdrawing
to continue. "Besides . . . you have no idea how annoying it is to have to change your sheets every morning." Yami chuckled at this, drawing the wandering hand back up
to lay a feather light kiss in the palm before using it to draw his smaller light closer.

Yugi moaned lightly as Yami claimed his lips in a gentle, unhurried kiss, thus beginning a leisurely exploration of the softness that was his aibou. Sweet, like the honey he
vaguely recalled from Egypt that used to be drizzled over the exotic treat called 'ice', and so very innocent. He found himself drowning in it . . . and didn't really care.

Spice, heat, darkness . . . the words flitted through Yugi's brain like butterfly's on the edge of what was left of conscious thought. The taste of his yami was intoxicating,
scintillating . . . addicting. He pressed closer, mewling slightly when denied skin on skin contact due to his clothing.

Yami dominated the kiss, drawing Yugi's tongue into his mouth to suck at it teasingly before chasing it back into it's own boundaries, exploring the depths of his aibou with
an abandon that Yugi had never seen out of his controlled other. He reveled in it, knowing that he had caused this passion to blossom in his cool darkness, and only fed
that burning fire further by running feather light touches over shivering flesh. Light fingers dipped below satin sheets, and Yami broke the kiss with a growl as those fingers
wrapped around his hardened length.

"You, my light, are wearing far too many clothes . . ." he grumbled, dark fingers fumbling with buttons, zippers, and buckles as Yugi pumped him slowly, teasingly. Yugi
finally took pity on him as he swore in Egyptian at a particularly stubborn buckle, releasing him and pulling away to stand up from the bed and remove what little Yami
hadn't managed to get himself.

He flushed as he found crimson eyes regarding him hungrily, their gaze nearly burning him with the intensity as Yami lounged like a resting predator against the white silk
sheets.

"You are beautiful, Yugi," Yami murmured finally. Yugi looked down, his face flushing red under that solemn gaze . . . and nearly jumped out of his flushed skin when Yami
was suddenly standing in front of him, raising his chin with a gentle grip to look deeply into amethyst eyes. "Do not ever doubt me, love," the former Pharaoh murmured.
"Ra himself could not have fashioned a more perfect body . . . nor the heart to go with it." One thumb gently caressed the silken softness of Yugi's cheek as the other
brushed golden bangs away from the delicate, flushed faced. "I thank Ra that he gave the Puzzle to you to solve, my aibou," he whispered. "I could not have asked for a
more perfect or loving hikari. I love you, my light, with every fibre of my being." He leaned down, nipping lightly at Yugi's upturned lips, smiling as a groan tore from his
light half's throat as skin came into contact with skin. "Perhaps," he murmured, as Yugi pressed closer, mewling lightly, "we should carry this back to the bed."

Yugi gasped as he found himself suddenly scooped up into strong arms, smiling up into Yami's face before snuggling closer, tucking his head under the taller boy's chin. He
giggled when Yami, unwilling to put him down, simply willed the bed to accommodate them by appearing underneath them rather than force him to climb into it.

"Lazy," he snickered . . . and then gasped as his back hit the white silk sheets, amethyst eyes staring up at Yami who leaned over him with a wry smirk.

"Merely unwilling to let you go for a moment now that I have you," he replied, before leaning down to possess upturned lips in a devouring kiss once again. "You have . . ."
he continued in between light nips and kisses that trailed slowly down Yugi's jaw to where his pulse beat rapidly in his throat, "no idea . . . how difficult . . . it has been . . .
to not touch you . . . when all I wanted . . . was to hold you . . . and never let you go." He lay a feather light kiss at the base of Yugi's throat before pulling back for a
moment to smile down into glazed amethyst orbs. "I have waited far too long not to enjoy every moment of you, Yugi." He growled softly as Yugi arched upwards,
brushing their hips together and unwittingly creating a delicious friction that sent waves of fire down his body.

"Yami . . ." Yugi whined as one lithe hand pinned his hips back to the bed. "Please . . . I . . ." Yami chuckled lightly at his impatience, not bothering to respond before
bending to lick a cool trail from his other's belly button, up the taut, smooth abdomen, to one coral collared nipple, which he suckled on gently, his desire growing as Yugi
murmured hungrily, hips straining to bring them into contact once again. He finally conceded when the murmurs turned into an agonized whine . . . only to smirk as he tore a
gasp from those delicious lips as he took his aibou's length in his hand, encircling it gently as his thumb rubbed lightly over the highly sensitive tip. The gasp faded into
desperate whimpers as he bent down, his tongue flicking out to collect the pearly dew of pre-cum that resided there.

"Oh gods," Yugi gasped, hands tangling in crimson tipped hair as he found himself engulfed in warmth suddenly. Even in his dreams, it had never felt this good . . . nor this
right. "Yami . . . I . . ."

"This is merely the beginninove,ove," Yami murmured, before deep throating Yugi, taking up a gentle hum that cause the lithe body under his to squirm desperately. Several
moments passed in quiet whimpers and restless rustling as Yugi tried to still the burning in the pit of his stomach as Yami tortured him in the most delicious way possible.
Finally, he couldn't take it any longer.

Yugi tugged at him, bringing him away from the delightful torture. Skin slid against skin as Yami brought himself up the small body beneath him, only to find himself pulled
into a deep kiss. He moaned into it as Yugi ground their hips together, bringing twin erections into sharp, delightful contact. He reached between them, taking them both in
his grasp, causing Yugi to arch into his touch even as he bit back a growl of pleasure as he pumped them both as one, delighting in his aibou's response even as he felt the
desire tighten in the pit of his stomach. He wouldn't be able to hold out much longer . . . and Yugi was definitely not helping matters.

"Yami . . ." Yugi whispered, his breath coming in gasps as pleasure wracked his body in endless waves from Yami's touch. "Yami please . . . I want . . . please, I need you
. . ."

"It will hurt, young one," Yami murmured, pausing so that he could concentrate. "I can use the Shadow Magic to lessen it, but I can not stop it completely." He groaned as
Yugi reached between them to take up where he had left off.

"I . . . don't care," Yugi said softly, staring up into the concerned crimson eyes solemnly. "I want to feel you inside me . . . I want us to be one in a way we have not been
before . . ." Turning his head, he drew Yami's fingers into his mouth, sucking on them teasingly for several moments before releasing them. "Please . . . show me . . ."

Yami nodded, his own crimson eyes dark with love before he took Yugi's lips in a gentle, loving kiss, swallowing the gasp that arose as he gently inserted one saliva
slicked finger into his small lover's passage. The Eye of Horus began to glow softly as he tapped into his shadow magic, using it to dampen the pain of the intrusion as he
slipped a second finger into that inviting tightness, slowly scissoring his fingers to stretch the muscles in preparation.

Yugi moaned beneath him, eyes shut tight as he tried to relax around the unaccustomed feeling. Those eyes suddenly opened wide as he was engulfed in warmth once
again, Yami's teeth and tongue teasing the over sensitive flesh of his manhood in a most distracting manner. He nearly sat up in shock as the probing fingers of his dark
brushed against something that made his world go white.

"Oh . . ." he gasped, his limbs falling limp as Yami brushed that spot again. "Yami . . ." Yami smiled slightly, pulling back from his aibou slowly. Seeing Yugi distracted in
such a way, he quickly moved to position himself, bringing Yugi's left leg over the arm he was using to brace himself as he readied himself with the other. He wished
absently that he had something to make this easier . . . it would hurt his aibou, something he had no wish to do. He could only use what was at hand to ease his entrance.
Using his spit as lubricant was not what he considered ideal, but it would have to do. Opening the link between them as wide as it could go, tapping more fully into the
shadows to dampen the pain Yugi would feel, he slid slowly into that tightness, a hiss of breath escaping gritted teeth as scalding warmth and tight muscle engulfed him.

Yugi stiffened as Yami moved slowly inside of him, eyes closing tightly against the pain, a few tears squeezing out from under closed lids. It hurt . . . gods it hurt, and he
knew that Yami was taking as much of it away as he could, as well as experiencing it with him to make it easier. Yami froze above him the minute he whimpered, and he
could feel the concern and self-hatred flickering down the link from his dark. Forcing his eyes open, he pasted a watery smile on his face, reaching up to brush his hand
across his other's face, trying to wipe away the concern.

"Don't stop . . ." he whispered hoarsely, trying to keep the pain out of his voice.

"I do not want to hurt you further, my hikari," Yami answered softly. "Perhaps this was too soon . . ." He moved to pull out, only to discover himself trapped as Yugi
wrapped his loose leg around his waist, holding his hips in place and preventing him from going anywhere.

"So help me, Pharaoh, if you don't finish this, I'm going to rape you," Yugi growled impatiently, causing a flicker of surprise on his dark's face. Having finally adjusted to the
intrusion, the smaller youth was now anxious to get on with things. Snorting at the disbelief in his yami's eyes, Yugi used his one free leg to pull Yami deeper into him, and
gasped as white sparks filled his vision. "Oh my god . . ." he moaned.

Yami was too at a loss for words at his hikari's insistence to do much more than groan when Yugi forced him to fully sheath himself in his tightness. The moan which
followed the rough entrance inflamed him more than anything had so far. Forcing himself up onto his knees, taking Yugi's leg with him and opening the boy up further, he
pulled out slightly, only to push back in once again, gritting his teeth against the urge to plunge into that welcoming heat over and over again.

"Aibou," he growled, "By Ra . . . I never dreamed . . ." It was an effort to keep himself steady and moving slowly. Yugi sensed this through their link, even as his body felt
like it was being devoured in the pleasure Yami was creating in him.

"Yami . . . stop holding back . . ." he whimpered. He pushed against the lithe body above him, trying to force greater contact between the two of them. He felt more than
saw Yami lose his tenuous control, and let loose a high pitched moan as Yami slammed into him before gasping as his dark wrapped a hand around his erection, pumping it
roughly in time with his thrusts. "Yes . . . oh Ra, Yami . . . please . . . I can't . . ." he whined, feeling the tightness coiling in the pit of his stomach. He felt like he was going
to explode. Their link was alive with sensation . . . so much that it was becoming hard to tell where one ended and the other began.

Yami growled, an almost feral sound that was torn from the depths of his soul at Yugi's words. Releasing Yugi's leg, he pulled the small body up against him, holding his
lover there with his hands on his hips, using his thighs to thrust deeper into that beckoning tightness.

"Touch yourself, love," he murmured. "I have to keep you steady . . ." The words were cut off as Yugi claimed his lips in a hungry kiss, tongue's battling for dominance as
Yugi moved against him, thrusting himself onto Yami in unsteady, near violent strokes. Surprised at this sudden turn of events, it was all Yami could do not to fall back in
surprise and let his inexperienced aibou take over. He could feel his climax rushing to meet him, and he was determined not to go over that cliff until Yugi had. Breaking off
the kiss, he attacked the spot just below Yugi's ear, suckling on it as one hand reached in between them to join Yugi's in pumping his erection in time with their combined
thrusts. He felt Yugi stiffen, and smiled briefly against the salty skin of his other as Yugi let out a scream of pleasure, his back arching as his release crashed over him.

Yugi's world was suddenly alive with sensation, every fibre of his being suddenly ethereal and free of the human constraints existence had placed upon him. He was floating
on a wave of pleasure . . . and then, Yami joined him. He felt his other stiffen, felt Yami's seed fill him, felt the bed rush up to meet them as they both collapsed, exhausted
and sated, onto the white silk sheets . . . but it was distant sensation compared to the bliss of feeling wholly united with his dark. He whimpered in loss as Yami withdrew
from him, but sighed contentedly as his other gathered him close, one leg draping carelessly over his two so that no contact was lost between them.

Still intertwined in both mind, body, and soul, the two drifted into slumber, their love and contentment flowing freely through the link that was once again open between
them.