A Series of One Shots
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
74
Views:
27,770
Reviews:
422
Recommended:
1
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Set and Atem: Yami No Queen
“Pharoah?”
“Yes, Set?” The high priest took a step closer to Atem who was seated at a chair in his bed chamber. His weary dark purple eyes staring up at the piercing blue ones.
“What is bothering you?” He asked, deep concern in his eyes as he placed a hand on the pharoah’s shoulder. Atem leaned into it, placing his head on the warm hand.
“Just the stresses of it all, I guess.” Atem sighed in frustration.
“It will get better, Atem.” Set assured him. Atem had only returned from the future a few weeks ago and already he felt lost and overwhelmed. Luckily, Set was there to ease his burden. When Atem returned, they had connected immediately as colleagues, friends, and eventually lovers. Atem had felt alarmed that his feelings for Set had grown so quickly, but Set had assured him that before he had left, their feelings and relationship had been the same.
Set softly grabbed Atem’s chin, pulling his face to look at his. He gave Atem a soft smile, leaning down to softly press his lips to his. Atem relaxed into the kiss, letting all of his frustration melt away as he parted his lips to allow Set’s tongue entrance.
He lifted Atem up, pushing him to his bed that lay a few feet away. There, he lied him softly down on the bed, removing the gold crown that adorned his head, following by removing his own headdress. He slowly pressed his body down to lay on Atem’s, letting his hands roam the warm, dark skin. There weren’t many clothes to remove, just the thin cloth covering Atem’s lower regions and his own clothes. He left the gold jewelry that adorned Atem’s arms and neck, enjoying the way it glimmered as Atem shifted beneath him.
Atem let his fingers run through Set’s soft chestnut locks as the priest gently peppered him with soft kisses. He stopped his trail as he reached the patch of soft curls above his prize, gently nuzzling against them. Letting the tip of his tongue flick against the head, he swirled his tongue teasingly around the tip, enjoying the way it made Atem moan and arch into his touch.
Set smiled, crawling back up to touch those soft lips again. He broke their kiss, letting his lips trail across his neck and shoulders.
“I love you, my pharaoh.” Set gently whispered.
“I love you, my priest.”
“Yes, Set?” The high priest took a step closer to Atem who was seated at a chair in his bed chamber. His weary dark purple eyes staring up at the piercing blue ones.
“What is bothering you?” He asked, deep concern in his eyes as he placed a hand on the pharoah’s shoulder. Atem leaned into it, placing his head on the warm hand.
“Just the stresses of it all, I guess.” Atem sighed in frustration.
“It will get better, Atem.” Set assured him. Atem had only returned from the future a few weeks ago and already he felt lost and overwhelmed. Luckily, Set was there to ease his burden. When Atem returned, they had connected immediately as colleagues, friends, and eventually lovers. Atem had felt alarmed that his feelings for Set had grown so quickly, but Set had assured him that before he had left, their feelings and relationship had been the same.
Set softly grabbed Atem’s chin, pulling his face to look at his. He gave Atem a soft smile, leaning down to softly press his lips to his. Atem relaxed into the kiss, letting all of his frustration melt away as he parted his lips to allow Set’s tongue entrance.
He lifted Atem up, pushing him to his bed that lay a few feet away. There, he lied him softly down on the bed, removing the gold crown that adorned his head, following by removing his own headdress. He slowly pressed his body down to lay on Atem’s, letting his hands roam the warm, dark skin. There weren’t many clothes to remove, just the thin cloth covering Atem’s lower regions and his own clothes. He left the gold jewelry that adorned Atem’s arms and neck, enjoying the way it glimmered as Atem shifted beneath him.
Atem let his fingers run through Set’s soft chestnut locks as the priest gently peppered him with soft kisses. He stopped his trail as he reached the patch of soft curls above his prize, gently nuzzling against them. Letting the tip of his tongue flick against the head, he swirled his tongue teasingly around the tip, enjoying the way it made Atem moan and arch into his touch.
Set smiled, crawling back up to touch those soft lips again. He broke their kiss, letting his lips trail across his neck and shoulders.
“I love you, my pharaoh.” Set gently whispered.
“I love you, my priest.”