In The End

Okay, heat, overwork, Dan Green and Kakashi Hatake all conspired to delay this. Sorry. Of the latter two I was ecstatic to learn Mr Green is headed back to Australia again. Happy, happy me, and I get to holiday in a city I’ve never been to either. And as for the other, Naruto started screening here last year I watched, it was okay. But then one of the characters caught my eye and after the third repeat, I decided to look at some fanfic on him and instant obsession! He’s been keeping me “up” for many nights, when I’m supposed to be writing, instead I’ve been surfing. Yugi is still my first, but Kakashi is firmly in second place. Don’t worry I’m not about to switch Animes, I need to know more about Naruto which is only going into 2nd season this week before I’d do anything like that. So to this part I hope you like nearly there. And the action is well an orgy, but the centerpiece is pure Yami/Yugi, finally I am writing my fav couple…Enjoy

In the end continued
By Fyrbyrd

“What’s the matter Kaiba? Getting tired of this game already?”

He turned to see Joey leaning against a wall in almost the same pose as Amelda had earlier. He ran up to him and grabbed him around the collar and pulled him face to face. “What game is he playing and where is he?”

“Isn’t obvious. A little revenge, some lessons, as to where he is, he is watching.”

“I gathered that much, but he won’t listen to me.”

“Why should he? You’ve made him play your games long enough, this time it’s his turn. He owes you for what you did to him and Yami, but also wants you to learn something.”

“Like what?”

“Frustrated huh?”

Kaiba shook him, “Oh course I’m—“ he stopped himself, even if this were not the real Joey there was no way on earth he was going to confess to him. “Why are you here? I have absolutely no interest in fucking you.”

Joey smiled, “Aw, why not, aren’t I cute enough? Haven’t I got puppy dog eyes?”

Kaiba shoved him away.

Joey laughed, “Don’t worry. I’m not here for you.” In an instant his clothes changed to look like that of a caveman. Kaiba’s trench coat changed into a loin cloth as well. “I’m off to a party. If you want to find out more you’ll just have to follow me.”

Joey moved off, leaving Kaiba still looking at his change of clothing. Joey was already at the end of the block before Kaiba decided that he had to follow to find out what was going to happen next.

“I hope you think this is funny, Yugi. Because when I get my hands on you you’ll be wishing you were back locked up in the puzzle,” muttered Kaiba as he hurried along.

Yet again Seto found himself led into another nameless club, only this time there was no doorman there to let them in and there was no coat check girl either. There was a small bar area then a curtained area as he had seen many times before in this scenario. Joey grabbed a quick drink, before gulping it down ands turning for the curtained area. There was a barman, not someone he knew this time and he was asked if he wanted something. Seto heard the music drifting from the room and once again felt the blood pool towards his groin. How the hell was music doing this to him?

“I’ll have a bourbon and coke,” he ordered.

“Certainly sir.” The barman made the drink and put it down in front of him. He drank it down almost as quickly as Joey had.

Then he headed into the curtained area, as he flipped them aside his eyes took in the sight of an orgy taking place. His eyes did not know where to rest as they moved from writhing bodies to writhing bodies. He wasn’t sure how many… groups there were, but there were definitely a lot of pairs, threesomes and even a foursome. He could truly say that his eyes were boggled, and his mouth was slack as he stared. He saw Joey mounted over his friend Tristan, almost fainted when he saw Pegasus being ridden hard by Otogi, who was moaning and playing with his nipples as he bounced up and down over the white haired man. He found Amelda riding Varon in much the same way, but there was another taking him from behind in a double penetration. Raphael.
For a while he couldn’t believe he was seeing that and he couldn’t take his eyes away from it. But his ears heard the unmistakable moans of his own bed partner and he found the man once again taking Fuguta against the wall. He then felt rather awkward when he noticed a pair in the far corner, Rex and Weevil. They were in a 69 position and he quickly moved on from there. His eyes settled on Mako Tsumani and was that the green head of Noah bobbing up and down between the big fellow’s legs, it was hard to tell with the fisherman’s large hand holding the heed down to pleasure him. Just whose imagination was responsible for this he wondered, his or Yugi’s?

The foursome turned out to be Bakura, Ryou, Malik and Marik. The two Hikari sucking each other while being fucked by their respective darks. But eventually Seto’s found the pair he wanted to see, he wanted to get his hands on Yugi and strangle him for doing this to him. But they had begun kissing each other and he found himself mesmerized by them, because of all the sex going on around them, what they were doing was different. Everyone else was just fucking, but they…

Yami and Yugi were sitting on a low bed like the others in the room were, but they were oblivious to everyone else, they were with each other. Yami had a hand holding the back of Yugi’s head as he gently kissed his lover. They were already naked; Seto in his trench coat the only one clothed in the room, but that did to matter to them. Their eyes were for each other, as if they were the only two in the world. Their mouths joined, devouring, but not in a hungry way, it was a dance of tongues and lips. It was as if they were drinking each other in and savoring every moment. Nothing else that was taking place in that room could match what was happening between these two. Yami was moving his free hand up and down Yugi’s arm, a gentle stroke. Their mouths disconnected and Yami began to move slowly along Yugi’s jaw, feeling his head tilt to give him access to his for once bare neck, which was trailed down with butterfly kisses. Yugi’s hand moved to Yami’s arms, stroking as he had been stroked, one trailing up as Yami moved down, into Yami’s hair as a nipple was nipped and licked and sucked. Yugi sifted his hand through Yami’s hair, moaning softly at the loving touch to his sensitive nipple, Yami shifted over to the other to give it the same attention. Then he began to move back up again, until their mouths met again and their hands were moving through each others hair, their eyes closed. Yami pulled back and gently nudged his lover down onto the bed on his back, followed him down to kiss him again, arranging himself beside Yugi. He continued to worship Yugi with his mouth, light butterflies on neck, chest, and stomach, down his hips and along his thighs all the way down to the small feet. He lifted Yugi’s right leg, started kissing from his ankle down and sucked in his toes one by one. Then he moved back up his leg on the inside, avoiding the growing length in the center, then moved down the inside of his left leg, doing the same to his feet and toes. All the time Yugi lay there, his body squirming, but loving every moment of the gentle loving that was being done to him.

All the while their watcher remained mesmerized by what he was seeing, even he was blind to all else that was occurring before him. The only sounds he could hear came from Yami and Yugi, almost to the point where they were magnified. And some of the time it even felt like he was doing the squirming. He was pretty sure that he had never been loved like that in his entire life. All of his sex partners had been there for the sex and nothing else. No one worshipped him like that—or did they? Roland always seemed to want to slow things down, tried to get him to kiss the way he did, slow. But Seto took what he wanted and was in too much of a hurry to slow down. He never let anyone suggest that he do something. It had to be his way or no other.

But the pair ion front of him were sharing their experience with each other, they were loving each other as they loved each other. They wanted to be together, they wanted to share their bodies with each other out of love. To be with each other in the most intimate way they could be. Every move was calculated to please and give pleasure.

Yami was working his way back up Yugi’s leg and this time when he reached the center, he did not avoid the straining erection he found there, inside to licked at it from base to tip. The touch of his tongue had Yugi arching and crying, his hands clutching at Yami’s shoulders, eyes screwed up in absolute pleasure. When Yami reached the top, he merely opened wider and engulfed Yugi down, tongue swirling around the stiff organ. Yugi kneaded his shoulders like a cat, mewling like one too,

On the other side of the room Seto heard a sound issue from his own throat, like a matching sound of need. He been given blow jobs like that, but never had anyone kneaded his shoulders, nor when he was given the same, was he sure that he had never done anything but hold the head of the other down to make sure they did him well. He saw Yami’s hands slide up over Yugi’s body until they found his nipples and began to circle and twist and flick at them, eliciting more cries from his lover.

Yami had been leaning over Yugi’s right leg, but was very slowly moving his body, maneuvering Yugi’s legs apart so they he could kneel between them. His mouth had moved so that he had only the head of Yugi’s cock inside. His lifted his mouth off, and a whimper of loss came from Yugi, Yami licked down the cock, and from his new position between Yugi’s legs he pushed them apart a bit more and slid him down a bit so that more of Yugi’s rear was available to him. And as he held Yugi’s legs apart his mouth began a series of kisses up his right leg and across to Yugi’s balls which he took in whole and sucked gently, first one then the other. Once bathed, and with Yugi hands which had fallen to the sheets clawing at them, Yami slid his tongue down along Yugi’s perineum, and to the pucker of his anus, where he circled around with the tip of his tongue before pushing in. Again Yugi arched and his hands left the sheets to try and find Yami’s skin, but found only his hair and head, which was fine by him. He began clutching at that probably a bit harder than he meant, but he was too lost in the pleasure of where his lover was, long ago he head learned just how sensitive he was right there, the most sensitive place on his body. And Yami knew this and because he was such an attentive lover, knew just how to pleasure his love.

Unlike their watcher he had kept his promise and his faith in his lover. He would never again hurt Yugi; he loved him far too much to ever want to do that again. He had learned from his mistakes. He lived to bring pleasure to Yugi now and forever if he were allowed. Yugi had given him a second chance that he really didn’t deserve, and there was no way he was ever going to forget that. He had been forgiven and he would be forever grateful for that. Seto on the other hand had not been forgiven yet. And he was all too aware that this very scene was being done as a form of punishment on him. That he was supposed to be learning something by what was taking place in this whole game of Yugi’s. And perhaps he was beginning to get a glimmer of what it was that he had been missing in his life.

Even the act of rimming Yugi looked so beautiful, Yugi was writhing so much he eventually dislodged Yami from what he was doing. Yami smiled at the effect of his lover so needy and wanting. He ran his hands over his love’s body, soothing him, settling him down with soft meaningless words and soft touches. This was an act of love and he wanted Yugi to feel loved, not in urgent need of release that was not the point here.

While Yugi settled Yami occupied himself with a tube of lubrication, slicking his fingers before moving them back to Yugi’s anus and sliding in gently. Once again Yugi reacted, and once again Yami soothed him even as he worked his finger inside Yugi’s body. Yami moved up so that he was leaning over him and once face to face he leaned down to softly kiss the soft lips of his one love. There was none of the devouring of earlier, only soft and slow. Their eyes locked on each other, even as Yami worked on stretching Yugi to accommodate him. Yugi rocked his body with the sliding of the fingers inside him, from two to three, enjoying them being inside him,

“Please,” he sighed, “Love me.”

Love me… That was not something Seto ever heard. Fuck me. Screw me… Take me… but never love me.

They shared one last long kiss before Yami moved back to slick his erection and gently move his lover around for the best position to slide inside him. He did this so well that there was no resistance, no pain. They fit so well together, moved together in perfect rhythm. Moved as one. Loved as one. A slow dance of the right timing, the right moves, the right sounds. There was none of those gasps and groans, moans yes, but they were gentle and followed by sighs and pleasured awwhs and arrhs. Even when they sped up and moved towards their inevitable climax, there was none of the porn show racket that Kaiba used when he had sex. In fact it was almost silent as they came together at the exact same time, and rode out the long aftershocks. Yami carefully pulled himself from Yugi’s body and fell onto his back, and immediately gathered in his love to play on his chest, skin to skin and kiss him on the top of his skull. “I love you.”

Kaiba’s legs gave way and he collapsed to the floor, a tear running down his eye as he realized what this was all about.

TBC