Yugi Fantasy (All)

TITLE: Yugi Fantasy 8: The Man of His Dreams
AUTHOR: Fyrbyrd
CATEGORIES: Fluff
RATING: NC-17
WARNINGS:
SPOILERS: None
PAIRINGS: YY/Y
SUMMARY: Yugi is talked into telling his favorite fantasy of all.
DISCLAIMER: I don’t own them, they own me! Kazuki Takahashi owns them.

Author's Note: Okay this is the last fantasy,but there is another story to go after it. I hope you like...

Yugi Fantasy 8:
By Fyrbyrd

Yugi lay awake thinking about what had just happened. Why had he revealed his darkest fantasy to these two? They had really been turned on by it, which Yugi had not expected. For the first time since he had allowed them to lure him to this room, he was regretting it. He had let these two take his virginity, when he had really hoped it had been someone else. But that someone else seemed more interested in other things than him.

Where were the others anyway? They should have been back by now. Judging by the darkness outside the closed drapes, Yugi knew it was day, though he didn’t know the time, maybe it was still cloudy after the storm. The other two had dozed off again, and the room reeked of what they had been doing for hours.

Yugi wanted a shower real bad, so bad that he wiggled his way from Marik and rolled onto the floor. He landed on his hands and feet and felt the soreness in his rear immediately. He wanted that shower even more now. So he maneuvered himself around and pulled himself up onto his feet and slowly made his way into the bathroom. He closed the door so as to not wake the others, then turned on the water. Slowly he got inside, the water as hot as he could stand it, and for a while he just stood there and let it soak over him. It felt so good and soothing as it ran down his back. Finally he soaped up and cleaned his body, noticing for the first time that he was covered in marks, either teeth marks or other bruises. He had to cover up for the next couple of days to hide a lot of those, and make sure he was wearing his widest collar to hide those on his neck, he couldn’t see them, but he knew they were there, and then he would not have to explain anything to anybody… and hopefully no one would know what he had done.

He pulled back and leaned against the wall. How could he be so stupid! If his friends ever found out what he had done with Bakura and Marik…

The door swang open and Yugi stood up startled.

“Ah now, that looks good,” said Bakura, “Care if we join you?”

“Yes,” said Yugi, “Ah no, I mean no, I don’t want any company in here,” he pushed past grabbing a towel.

“Oh our little plaything doesn’t want to play anymore,” said Marik as he watched Yugi retreat away from them.

“It stinks in here,” said Yugi as he wrapped the towel around himself.

“Well we have been having sex for almost 24 hours you know,” said Bakura returning to the bed to bounce on it. Marik landed beside him.

“You don’t want to play anymore, is that it?” added Marik.

“No, I think I’d best get dressed and go. The others will be back soon.”

“Oh, so that’s it. You don’t want the others to know what you’ve been up to. I though you were having as much fun as we were, and we were.”

“I did, at first, but I need to get back to my room before… I mean I’m tired and I want to get back to my room.” Yugi was searching around for his clothes.

“He doesn’t want his crush to know what he’s been up to more like,” said Marik.

Yugi froze.

“I think you’ve hit the nail on the head there, Marik.”

Yugi moved, “No, I’m just tired.”

“Okay, I’ve got a deal for you,” began Bakura. “You tell us one last fantasy and we’ll let you go and make sure that no one knows what happened here.”

“You promise.”

Bakura smirked having found Yugi’s fear and how to use it against him. “We promise, don’t we Marik? But it has to be your favorite fantasy. You know the one you have with Yami.”

Yugi bowed his head. They were right; his favorite fantasy did involve Yami.

“All right, but this is it and then you let me get dressed and leave, deal?”

“Deal… But you have to tell us here on the bed, naked.”

Yugi sighed, having figured there would be strings attached this time. He let the towel fall and moved back to the bed. He allowed the other two to position him between them and he could not stop them from touching him, even if the touches were real nice. In fact they helped him ease into his final tale…

(Fantasy Sequence begins)

Yugi looked down at the tickets in his hand and then up at the poster on the wall. He sighed heavily, here was the man of his dreams, his favorite rock star, the one person on earth he would do anything for. Anything…

Everyone thought that he looked the way he did, because he was obsessed with Yami. That is red, black and blonde hair was not naturally spiked and that he had to be wearing contacts to have the same color eyes too.

Of course he didn’t have Yami’s wonderful deep voice, and he couldn’t sing without his voice changing key halfway in a note. And he wasn’t even five feet tall and Yami had to be at least five two. Sure that was short too, but that didn’t seem to bother any of his fans. And from the line Yugi had been in for the tickets, he had a lot of fans. He was the number one star of the moment. Yugi sighed again. Yeah the number one star in the world was going to see him in a crowd of hundreds. Well, he would never stop loving Yami. He hurried home, he was sure his grandfather would have chores waiting for him and he’d spent the last of his well earned money on these tickets.

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Yugi finished up his work and went back to his room in the attic and collapsed on his bed. There were posters all over the walls and all of them were of the same person, Yami. Every square inch of space was covered in them, his bedcovers were Yami, his pillow was Yami, even the mat on his floor was Yami. The man in his signature blue coat and pants, the black collar at his neck and the gold upside-down pyramid around his neck, amethyst eyes and spiky tri-colored hair. Yugi couldn’t get enough of him. Every CD he owned was Yami’s, every DVD was a concert, even his wardrobe matched Yami’s. He was obsessed and he didn’t care. The only thing he could not understand was why his hair was the same as Yami’s, except he did not have the upright blonde spikes through his, and his eyes were the same, if only shaped differently.

And Yugi couldn’t wait to see the man live in concert, only two more days and he would, and be right up front.

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The night was warm and Yugi was glad it was an open air concert. He was in the line with hundreds of other fans, mostly girls who pointed at him and laughed much like the kids at school did. But he didn’t care, he was here to see Yami and that was all that mattered.

Yugi finally got to his top priced seat right before the stage, nearly in the middle where he would have the best view of Yami when he performed.

Then suddenly the lights went out on stage and the crowd began to scream. Up close like he was Yugi was able to see the members of the band as they moved out on to the stage. He saw the keyboard player Seto Kaiba take his place, the drummer Ryou Bakura, guitarists, Tristan and Joey off on either side of the main mike stand. They started up Yami’s theme music and then the lights came up and suddenly, he was there!

Yugi screamed like the girls, he could not help himself. Here he was standing virtually in front of the man of his dreams and it was the greatest thrill of his life. And no one was making fun of him or cared that he was staring at only one person, he had let go of all of that while he listened to the beautiful man sing as if he were singing for him alone. That he was the only person at this concert and this was the only thing happening in the entire world. Yugi was in heaven.

That was until the concert was over and Yugi suddenly found himself being swept up with the others in the front as they all moved to get out of the place, and maybe have a chance to see the band when they left, maybe snag an autograph. And while Yugi liked the thought of that, he found that he was a lot smaller than the crowd around him, and the air was getting awfully thin, and his ears had not yet recovered from all the noise and he felt like he was still underwater.

The next thing Yugi knew was that he was lying on his back and staring up into the worried eyes of a very young dark haired boy.

“Are you okay?” he was asked. “I’m very sorry that you have been hurt and the band’s management will make sure that you are perfectly fine before we will take you home personally, maybe even get you some autographs, okay.”

“What happened?” Yugi asked as he tried to sit up.

“Let me help, let me help him Mokuba,” came a rich deep voice and Yugi felt himself being gently lifted from the ground. “I think the crush of the crowd was too much for you little one. I hope you weren’t hurt.”

Yugi turned his eyes to the face talking over him. His eyes were not yet fully focused, and for a moment he wondered if there was a mirror above him.

“Be careful Yami, he seems to be one of these over obsessed fans; just look at his hair would you?”

“Shut up Seto, he’s been hurt; we have to look after him.”

“Yeah, we don’t want to get sued,” added another voice.

“Enough Joey, get out of the way and let me get him somewhere more comfortable.”

Yami! Yugi was in Yami’s arms! Yugi wavered again.

“Shit, I think he’s fainted, we’ve got to get him away from here,” said Yami.

“The limo, we can take him to a hospital,” said Seto. “Damn this is all we need. Bad publicity about injured fans.”

“Oh yeah take him to a hospital and everyone will know about it!”

“Joey will you and Seto just shut up. I’ll take him home and make sure he’s okay and I will do it alone and without you’re petty fears of being sued.” With that Yami climbed into the awaiting limo with Yugi still in his arms.

“Hey, you okay,” Yugi felt his cheeks being gently slapped, “Come on, wake up for me, please.”

Yugi slowly opened his eyes and slowly focused on the face above him. Focused on the face of Yami.

Yugi yelped and tried to get up, only to be pushed back down onto Yami’s lap. Yami’s Lap! Again Yugi jerked up, only to be pushed down gently.

“Everything’s okay. You were knocked down and nearly trampled. Where do you live, I’ll take you home and make sure that you’re okay.”

“Oh I’m okay already,” said Yugi, then he turned bright red.

Yami smiled down at him, “Yeah, I’m sure you never thought you’d wind up here.”

“That’s an understatement,” said Yugi quietly.

Again Yami laughed and pushed the blonde strand at the center of Yugi’s head out of the way. “You take your fandom a long way, don’t you?”

“No. Really, this is my natural hair. I get teased about it a lot. Even when it gets wet it stays like this.”

“So does mine. We must be related somewhere along the line.”

“I don’t mind looking like you. I don’t have the blonde spikes that make you so sexy…. Oh shit,” Yugi covered his mouth with his hand.

“Sexy huh? You think they make me sexy?” He saw Yugi turn even redder. “Hey, it’s okay, don’t be embarrassed. I like being called sexy.”

“You have enough fans that think you are. The girls at school fantasize about you all the time.”

“Really that’s nice of them, I suppose.”

“Only nice?”

“Yeah, I’ll let you into a little secret you mustn’t let go any further… I like guys better than girls.”

This time Yugi turned pale.

“Oh, I think I’ve shocked you too much this time, there’s nothing to be afraid of, I won’t pounce on you if that’s what you’re thinking.”

“What? Oh Gods, no, I didn’t mean it that way. I mean, I’m not shocked that you’re gay. I mean, I think I’ll shut up now, I’m sorry.”

Yami smiled, “You’re not shocked that I’m gay?”

“Oh no,” Yugi tried to sit up again, “Please I am sorry, I said everything wrong. I never thought you were gay, but I’m not surprised that your not in fact I’m glad… and I just wish the floor would swallow me up right now…”

Yami laughed, “I think I get your meaning now. You wouldn’t mind too much if I did pounce on you now, would you?”

Yugi’s eyes rolled up in his head.

“Got that in one Yami, you idiot,” Yami said to himself as he looked down at the unconscious boy in his lap smiling. He gently rubbed the back of his hand over the soft cheek. “They always say we look for a partner that looks like us. And here I don’t even know your name yet.”

The limo was driving around aimlessly; Yami still did not have an address to go to yet. “Well my little angel, we have to get you home… Come on Little One, wake up again. I think I’d better get you home before I will have to take you to a hospital to make sure you are okay, and not just fainting from embarrassment.”

Yugi shook his head and again looked up at Yami. “I am so sorry. I didn’t mean to lose it like that. I live at the Kame Game shop.”

Once he had passed the address onto the driver, Yami began stroking Yugi’s hair again. “I’m sorry I scared you too. But I think you are cute and I’d like to know your name.”

“Cute! Me!” squeaked Yugi, “Oh thank you, I’m Yugi. Yugi Mutou.”

“Nice to meet you Yugi Mutou, believe it or not I am Yami Mutou. See I told you we were related somewhere, though I don’t know where, my parents are archaeologists and I was raised for most of my life in Egypt.”

“Really, my grandpa is interested in archaeology and he’s been to Egypt a long time ago. But he never talked about any relatives there. Never talked about any relatives at all.”

“Probably just coincidence.”

The car came to a stop. They were there.

“Well here we are, I want to make sure you’re in good hands,” said Yami helping Yugi up so he was finally sitting beside him.

“Oh, my grandpa’s out tonight.”

“Anyone else here?”

“No, there just me and him. My mother works in the city and comes to visit, that’s it.”

“Oh, right then, let’s get you inside and I’ll personally make sure you are made comfortable.”

“You will?”

“Yes. I made you my responsibility and I take them seriously.” Yami opened the car door and got out, helping Yugi out. “Keys?”

Yugi handed Yami the keys and they went inside. Suddenly on the way upstairs, Yugi remembered what they were walking into. “Ah you don’t have to come any further. I am really okay and I can do the rest myself, you don’t have to come to my room.”

“Oh, you have something there you don’t want me to see, huh?”

Once more Yugi turned redder than red. “Ah no…”

“Yes you do, come on, show me, I won’t bite. You have some posters of me, don’t you?”

“Ah no,” Yugi tried to hold Yami back, but he did not succeed. They got to his room and Yami pushed the door open and turned on the light.

“Oh my,” he said on seeing himself everywhere, “More like wall to wall me… I’m impressed.”

Yugi gulped, “You…. You are?”

“Yes, you’ve been sleeping with me for a long time and I didn’t even know it.”

The ground threatened to hit Yugi again.

“Oh shit, I should use my words more carefully, shouldn’t I?” said Yami grabbing a hold of his shaking fan boy. He got them to Yugi’s bed and they sat down. “This is no good; I’m going to have to take you somewhere where I know you’ll be all right.”

“Oh no, I’m fine. I don’t need a hospital. It’s just that… I never thought I’d ever meet you for real, let alone have you in my bedroom.”

“Have me huh?”

Yugi’s eyes got wider.

“Shit, sorry, couldn’t resist. You are just too cute. Would it really bother you if you could have me?”

“Please don’t play with me Yami,” said Yugi closing his eyes.

“Who said I was playing with you? I know you like me. And I’d like to get to know you… better.”

“I wasn’t out to get laid by you, Mr. Rock star. I think you’d better go. I won’t be trying to sue you if that’s what you were all worried about.”

“And I don’t sleep with groupies either,” snapped back Yami.

“Groupie! This is the first concert I’ve been able to get to. I had to work damn hard to get those tickets, it took me months working downstairs in the shop, I went without lots of things just to get them because I think you are the greatest singer in the world. Hell I’m still a virgin; I’ve never had a boyfriend ever.”

“Boyfriend? So you are gay too.”

“I… eh…ah… Look you were going to go weren’t you?”

“Just answer me one thing first, Yugi.”

“Erh… okay.”

“Do you really think I’m like that? That I sleep around?”

Yugi looked into the purple eyes looking at him and shook his head. “No. I’m sorry.”

“That’s okay. I’m always saying suggestive things, and I always seem to say them to the wrong people. The guys in my band are all gay too, so they are used to me saying silly things. We let the press take pictures of us with girls coz the publicity department wants it that way. I haven’t really been with anyone in a long time… Too busy to meet any real people, can’t stand the hangers on. The other guys have friends outside the band, Seto and Joey are together, and I… well I’m alone at present. And I still think you are cute, Yugi and I’d like to take care of you, if you’d let me. I am definitely am not the love ‘em and leave ‘em type.”

Yugi smiled this time, “You really like me?”

Yami pushed the hair out of Yugi’s face and leaned in until he was almost touching Yugi’s lips with his own,” Really.” Then he kissed him.

Yugi felt like he was melting as Yami deepened the kiss, now holding his head with two hands.

“Like that?” said Yami.

“Oh yes,” answered Yugi with his eyes closed.

“Good. Will you come with me? I’m not… comfortable here. Will you come to my hotel room with me?”

“And let you have you way with me?” said Yugi in Yami’s manner.

Yami laughed, “Oh yeah.”

Yugi opened his eyes, now no longer scared, but fighting all the butterflies that had taken flight in his stomach. He nodded weakly and must have floated down to the limo, because he could not remember how they got there again. Or that he was now wrapped in Yami’s arms and the man was kissing the life out of him. Was he dreaming all this now?

The car finally came to a stop and Yugi was considerably warmer than when they had left the Game shop.

“Where are we?” he asked as Yami pulled him from the Limo.

“The back entrance of the hotel,” said Yami. “You sure you’re okay with this?”

“Yeah, I must be dreaming it all, but I’m fine.”

“You are not dreaming, my little love. This is all real, and I plan on making it even better.”

Again Yugi had no memory of the trip to Yami’s room; he seemed to be floating in the air, behind the man of his dreams.

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The room was beautiful. Like coming into an Egyptian palace full of gold. And the bed was huge. The bed that Yami led him to, lifted him onto and took his lips with his own.

Yugi felt like his was drowning in Yami’s kisses, but it was the most wonderful feeling in the world. Or so he thought. Somehow Yami had gotten a hand under his black tank top and was rubbing his fingernails over Yugi’s nipples sending tiny electrical currents through Yugi’s body, eliciting cries that were captured within Yami’s mouth as he continued to tongue wrestle with Yugi.

Yami pulled back, “Mmmm those are some of the most lovely sounds I’ve ever heard.” He pushed his tongue inside Yugi again and flicked the nipples as he did so getting the same sounds. “Oh yeah, lovely indeed. I’m sure we could make beautiful music together. Do you want that, Yugi? Do you want to make music with me?”

“Oh Gods… yes,” answered Yugi.

Yami laughed as he pulled the pliant body up and helped him out of his clothes. It was almost as if Yugi were drunk, he was so loose. Yami kept up the mouth action as he stripped Yugi, laying him back down as he went for the tight pants. Yugi raised his hips as Yami pulled them down slowly, his erection bouncing out, getting an amused chuckle from Yami. He kissed the tip lightly, the cry Yugi made sent a sharp spike through him, but he moved up the naked body, zeroing in on Yugi’s nipples. He licked them first, making Yugi undulate beneath him. Yugi didn’t know where to put his hands so he clutched at the bedclothes beneath, screwing them up in his hands as the pleasure coursed through him. Yami moved to his other nipple, licking, nibbling, biting. Yugi thought he was flushing hot as he whimpered under the treatment. He forgot all else, but what Yami was doing to him.

Then he felt the lightest of kisses, moving oh so slowly down his stomach. The butterflies underneath, threatening to out burst of him. If anyone could hear the cries coming from him, they might have thought that Yami was torturing him. Well, he was… but not painfully. The kisses passed by Yugi’s groin and went further down, all the way to his feet, then back up on the inside of his right leg as they were gently parted and moved aside. Yugi was too far gone to care that he was exposing himself so completely to this man. But this was what he had always wanted, this pleasure, even if he had not quite pictured it in this fashion. Just to be with Yami had been his greatest desire. And if this was where the desire led, then he was not about to complain.

The touches, the feel of those lips on his heated skin, the way his body was responding to every move upon him was so overpoweringly wonderful. He never wanted it to end. He wanted Yami to do this to him always. He looked down and saw that Yami was holding his leg as he kissed and sucked gently at the skin behind his knee, he was clutching at the sheets again, not believing that such a wonderful feeling could come from being touched there. Yami’s other hand was gliding up and down his other leg, as the mouth began to move further upwards.

“Oh Gods, I think I’m gonna…” he cried out as he felt the heat and constriction of his cock wanting to explode.

“”Ssssshhhh,” said Yami his hands on both of Yugi’s legs as he knelt between them looking down.

Yugi made eye contact then, his hips wanting to jerk up and down, but Yami held him firmly.

“Easy now, easy,” then Yami did something to him that stopped the need, something at the base of his cock that seemed to stop the urge and allow him to calm down a little. “Not yet.”

The voice was so deep that Yugi just wanted to melt. There eyes were locked together.

“You are so beautiful, do you know that?” continued Yami. “I think I’ve been waiting to find you and now that I have…” He moved up Yugi’s body until he was looking down at Yugi’s face, “I don’t want to let you go.”

He lowered his head and took Yugi’s lips again, pushing his tongue deep inside as he devoured the mouth of his small lover. He pulled back and looked into the dilated eyes, “I want to make love to you, Yugi. Do you want me to make love to you?”

Yugi lifted his hands from the sheets and gently put them on Yami’s shoulders, “Yes Yami, I want you.”

Yami smiled and Yugi groaned, his hips arching up. Yami chuckled, “A smile can do that to you, huh?”

“I need you,” whispered Yugi, lifting his legs so he was spreading himself a little further apart.

Yami leaned down for yet another kiss; only lighter and with more care, “And you have me, Little One, forever.”

Yami pulled back from him as he lay there wriggling, wanting to be touched, wanting anything…

Yami reached for a bottle that had sat in his bathroom kit bag which just happened to be at the bedside, he was glad he had not put it away yet. He had never used the bottle before, but it had always been there. He fumbled the cap open and squeezed some of the liquid out onto his fingers. He had not told Yugi that he had never done this before. And he was awfully glad that most of his friends were gay, and he had seen them all going at it at some point in time. He knew what to do to make this more enjoyable for his partner. Because he knew one thing right now, there was no way he was going to hurt the boy beneath him. He wanted this first time, to be the best first time ever, for both of them.

Getting a better position and taking his weight onto his left arm, he ran the back of his right hand down Yugi’s upraised left leg from knee downwards. Yugi moaned long with the touch and when the hand skimmed over the opening to his body, he flinched and cried out.

“Shh, easy Little One,” the deep voice was quiet and soft, and Yugi craved to hear more from those lips.

But soon all those thoughts were gone as the light touch of Yami’s fingers circling his entrance had him hissing in pleasure. Again he had never thought that being touched there could feel so good; that it could send the wonderful spikes of electric pleasure running up his spine to explode like tiny fireworks in his brain. He rocked his hips at the fingers which seemed to take the hint and begin to press inside him, questing around the soft tissue, again sending spikes to race through him as the finger slid around inside him pushing in a little further with each cycle around encountering the tight fibers of muscle that needed to be relaxed. Yugi had been rocking slowly, but he wanted to go faster, he wanted more to happen.

“Easy now, I don’t want to hurt you,” Yami had stopped moving his finger inside him.

“More,” moaned Yugi, his eyes squeezed shut, aching for more of the pleasure.

Yami pulled the finger out a bit. Yugi thrust hips hard towards it, “No,” he cried.

“Sssh, it’s okay,”

And Yugi realized that a second finger hand joined the first and he was being stroked in two directions now as they scissored inside him, pushing at the fibrous muscles, stretching him wider, preparing him for what was to come.

Yugi’s entire awareness was on the fingers moving inside him, but some tiny part of his mind started reminding him that Yami was preparing him for something else. Yami’s cock. And he suddenly realized that he had not even seen it yet. Was it big?

The feel of the fingers pulling out a little pulled a whimper from him again and he opened his eyes to try and look down at what was being done to him, to try and see… it. A third finger joined the other two and Yami was slowly rocking them in and out of him, his body responding to the rocking by moving the same. But Yami was still and he was looking at him with the most incredible smile. His eyes looked so dark, like deep purple pools that he just wanted to dive in and drown in.

Yami moved then turning his body even as he continued to move his fingers inside Yugi.

“Ready for me baby?”

Yugi slammed his head back down then up again, “Gods yes, do it please, want you… bad.”

Yami did that chuckle again, a husky deep dark sound that made Yugi quiver.

Yami pulled his fingers from Yugi’s body and Yugi cried out with the loss, again thumping his head down on the bed. But he lifted it again to see what Yami was going to do this time. And then he saw it… Yami was kneeling between him squeezing something onto his fingers, then he reached between his legs to the hard erection jutting there, he curled his hand around it slicking it with the liquid he had poured onto his fingers. Yugi saw Yami toss his head back with the pleasure of touching himself, and the same pleasure overcame him. He felt so warm he wanted to float like this forever.

Yami moved his hand away and moved to hover over Yugi, “Here I am, baby.” He felt the head of Yami’s cock press at him and he felt his body yield to the pressure as the organ began to push inside him until the head was inside.

Yugi groaned. This was bigger than the fingers and felt different to them and he felt a burning sensation as Yami pressed in a little further. His body responded by clamping down. Yami stopped.

“Easy baby, it’ll pass, relax for me.”

“Hurts,” moaned Yugi, but he moved his arms around to Yami’s shoulders.

“I know,” Yami leaned down and gently kissed him on the lips, as he did so he moved in a little further.

Yugi moaned painfully and clamped on the invader again, his cock had withered to half mast. Yami rubbed a hand against Yugi’s side, seeking to sooth him he pulled back as if to pull out.

“No,” cried out Yugi, feeling it, thinking that Yami was going to stop. He clutched tightly at Yami’s shoulders.

Yami eased back, nudging in a little further, and Yugi relaxed, his body responding now as he loosened, Yami pushed in further, until he was finally buried to the hilt. And there he stopped.

“Move… please,” begged Yugi, his body wanting more, needing to feel pleasure after the little patch of pain he had gone through, he lifted his legs up and slid them over Yami hips, one of his feet sitting at the crack of Yami’s body.

That did it and Yami began to move, slowly pulling back, and slowly pushing in, until his own body wanted more and he found a rhythm that was bringing pleasure to both of them. They were both moaning and groaning now, rocking with each other, Yugi pushing back at Yami as he moved into him, craving more of the sensations coursing through him. Never wanting it to end, but then he felt a hand clutch at his renewed erection. He stiffened and his foot kicked Yami who screamed out and squeezed at Yugi’s cock which was enough to send him over the brink and he came with a scream. Yami thrust once or twice at him hard as he followed filling Yugi with his seed, his roar like that of a beast that echoed through Yugi’s pleasure fuddled brain.

Soon all they could hear was each other’s pants. Yami pulled back as if to pull out of Yugi, but Yugi tightened his grip with his legs trapping the body above him. “I love you Yami.”

“I love you too, Little One,” and he leaned down to kiss him again…

“Gods Yugi, that was the hottest one yet,” he heard, realizing that he was lying on his back with his hand curled around his own cock, and that he had cum all over himself.

He felt fingers slide over his skin and scoop up some of it and saw the fingers disappear into Bakura’s mouth.

“Entirely too hot as I can see.”

The three on the bed seemed to freeze as if they had been hit with a freeze ray. The voice had not come from any of them.

In seconds both Bakura and Marik had leapt from the bed. Pulling soiled and filthy sheets around them. In the movement Yugi had been rolled off the bed and onto the floor, where he curled up as if he wanted to disappear.

“Gods this room stinks of… ah,” he heard Ryou say.

He vaguely saw Bakura and Marik sneak into the bathroom.

‘How much did he hear?’ thought Yugi as he wished for the end of his life to come right now and take him.

“Ah come on guys, I think we’d best go,” he heard Joey in the background.

‘Gods, had they all seen him?’ he tried to make himself even smaller and he felt tears in his eyes.

Then he felt a hand on his shoulder, “Yugi, come on get up.”

He shook at the touch and a cry was torn from him as the tears let loose.

“Shit! Where are his clothes you bastards? And get me a blanket.” Yugi felt a blanket pushed around him and he was moved even in his tight ball, he could stop shaking. He just wanted to die right now, he felt so bad. He knew he was in Yami’s arms and that his friend was angry. “I’ll deal with you two later,” he heard Yami say as he was lifted up and carried away.

To Be Continued.