Mummified

I'm... still trying to get over the shock of actually writing something like this without any kind of help. ::sweatdrops:: Um... so, yeah; this is my first yaoi, so be kind. Constructive critisim welcome, flames will be fed to my God of Ra card. And... I'm going to bed before I pass out. I hope you all enjoy.

Yu-Gi-Oh!
Mummified
by Skyla Doragono

Yugi normally liked surprises. A party he was not expecting was always a pleasant surprise. Rain on a hot summer day was another good one; and so was walking home from school, only to find that he had been followed the whole way by a stray puppy (though, he supposed if Seto heard him say that, he would say that he was surprised every day…). Yes, surprises were normally very good things.

The surprise that had led up to his current predicament, however, was far from pleasant.

He supposed he should have seen it coming. It was the summer holidays; his grandfather was off in Egypt assisting Dr. Hopkins on a dig, while his mother had gone to Tokyo for her high school reunion. That left him and his other half to run the store on their own for a week.

Red Flag Number One: He was alone in the house with Yami Yugi for more than a few hours.

The day had started out like it normally did. Yugi swept up the store to make it presentable for the day while his yami counted out the starting money in the cash register. Once they opened, Yugi took up his position behind the cash wrap while the pharaoh wandered about the store, helping people who needed it and straightening up after customers who did not know the meaning behind “put something back where you got it”.

It was a Monday, which meant there was not that many people coming in and out. By the time noon came around, Yugi was so bored that he was tempted to close the store early. Obviously needing a break from doing nothing as well, Yami Yugi asked if he could go out to do some shopping. Yugi, not suspecting a thing, told him to go ahead.

Red Flag Number Two: A three thousand year old pharaoh asking to go SHOPPING.

Only three or four customers had come in and bought something by the time Yami Yugi returned an hour and a half l. T. The pharaoh was holding a large paper bag greedily in his hands, and had a strange smile on his face.

Red Flag Number Three: Strange smiles are not a good thing.

Yami Yugi quickly went upstairs to the living area to put hischaschase away before coming back downstairs and assisting his lighter half with the impending after work rush. Now, Yugi admitted, the smile that had been on his yami’s face had unnerved him quite a bit. However, the sudden influx of customers that came once the clock turned to five made him forget about it.

Eight ‘o clock finally came; time to close the store for the night. Yugi went about and did so, while Yami Yugi offered to go upstairs and start supper.

Red Flag Number Four: A three thousand year old pharaoh offering to COOK.

Again, Yugi did not think anything of it. He waved his yami off, while getting started on counting out the register. All throughout the close out process, even afterwards when he s and and cleaned up the store, he had not heard the sound of anything on the stove, nor did he smell anything being cooked. Once again, he shrugged it off, just suspecting that his other had ordered take out and was too embarrassed to come down and admit it.

Once he was finished and the store door was locked for the night, Yugi made his way upstairs. It was a bit difficult doing so, as Yami Yugi had forgotten to leave the stairwell light on.

Or so he thought.

Someoame ame up behind him and wrapped a possessive arm around his waist. He almost panicked, until he caught a whiff of that wonderful desert smell that seemed to surround his yami. Relaxing, he leaned into his other’s touch.

“So,” he asked playfully, “what did you order for supper?”

When his yami smirked at that question; that was when he first knew he was in trouble. woulwould have run, but Yami Yugi had tightened his hold around his waist, nuzzling lovingly against his neck. Yugi froze as he felt his other’s breath teasing his neck, an involuntary shiver running down his spin.

“I had a different kind of meal in mind for tonight…” he whispered huskily in his ear.

Yugi’s eyes widened at those wo and and the last thing he felt was his manhood jump in excitement. After that, everything had gone dark; his yami had used the power of the Sennen Puzzle to knock him out.

Hence his current predicament; he had reawakened to the sensation of someone blowing cool air against his cock. He groaned in both pain and pleasure; while his manhood was obviously uncovered, it felt oddly restricted at the same time, and the more he became aroused the more it hurt. That was when he realized he was lying down, and that his legs were bound together up to middle of his thighs tightly, though not tight enough to leave a mark. Hiss wes were wrapped and tied so that they crossed over his chest, yet his chest and stomach was still bare, as was his neck and most of his face. He tried to open his eyes, only to find himself staring at… at…

Was that LINEN?!

Yugi gave an involuntary squeak of surprise. This was NOT a good position for him to be in, not at all. He heard his yami chuckle at his reaction, and he frowned.

“Mou hitori no boku, WHAT are you doing?” he demanded. ami ami Yugi chuckled again, and suddenly something was brushing lightly against Yugi’s bare stomach that made the smaller boy gasp. No! No! Not a feather! Feathers were bad for a Yugi! Feathers made a Yugi VERY excited!

“Well, aibou,” Yami Yugi said casually as Yugi moaned again, “I thought of a wonderful idea when I woke up this morning…”

“Wh-what’s that?” Yugi asked, his voice hitching up at the restricting feeling against his manhood. WHY did it feel like that?

He did not have to be able to see to know that his yami had a smirk on his face. Suddenly, that feather was traveling down south, and Yugi nearly screamed when it brushed lightly against the underside of his manhood, more of the pain-laced pleasure coursing through his system.

“I was curious, koi…” Yami Yugi whispered seductively. “Just what does it take for the dead to come back to life…?”

Yugi just could not help himself; he grinned. “I didn’t know you were into necrophilia.”

Even though he could not see it, he knew that his yami was frowning. Suddenly, he felt his other grab his manhood and give it a rough stroke. The sensation made Yugi writhe in both pain and pleasure, gasping in his effort not to scream. Something was wrong; the way his cock was pulsing, the way his yami kept tortuously running that feather up and down hisft… ft… he should have cum by now.

“M-mou hitori n-no boku,” he managed to stutter. “Why… why can’t I…?”

Again, he knis yis yami was smirking. “So you noticed.”

Yugi would have shot up on the bed if he was not bound – no, mummified – the way he was. “You didn’t!”

Yami Yugi chuckled again, running the feather across his tip. Yugi could not hold it back that time; he screamed, loud enough to wake up anyone on the block who was sleeping lightly.

“Don’t panic, aibou,” pharpharaoh commented casually. “We’re both wearing a cock ring. Whoever can cum first gets to take theirs off. And, I’m sorry to say, but having to undress you and wrap you up like this has given me more of a head start.”

Yugi shuddered. It already felt like he was going to explode, and if what he said was true, he could not imagine what it felt like for his yami. Though, knowing the pharaoh, he was going to find out before he was done. That, in itself, presented another problem.

“Y-you’ve really g-g-gone all out, h-haven’t you?” he said, the pain and pleasure coursing through him making it difficult to speak. “Y-you intend t-to go all n-n-night?”

There was that chuckle again. “Of course,” Yami Yugi replied. “’Jii-san said we didn’t have to open the shop every day.” His voice dropped suddenly. “And this setup isn’t finished yet.”

The feather was removed from his shaft, and Yugi sighed in slight relief. That relief only lasted a moment, however; the bed squeaked slightly in protest as Yami Yugi climbed onto it, hovering over him. After a moment, Yugi felt his head being lifted, and something being wrapped over his mouth. He did not protest vocally – it would have been uncomfortable if his mouth had been bound with it open – but he let his other half know EXACTLY how he felt about this through their mental link.

Yami Yugi TISKed. “Such language, koi,” he admonished as he tied off the mouth wrapping. “Don’t worry, your wrappings won’t stay on all night. When you cum – when you come back to life – then I’ll take them off. Until then, we get to have a little game…”

Yugi shuddered slightly; a bit afraid of what was going to happen to him. His other had called this a game, and if this was supposed to be a game, he knew that this was not going to bode well for him. After all, the pharaoh was not known as “Yugioh” for nothing…

Yami Yugi nipped his nose lightly, as if the exemplify the point that the winner of this “game” was already decided. That was when Yugi realized something very, very bad for him: his ears – one of his more sensitive spots – were still exposed.

That was where the pharaoh started too. Before Yugi could even brace himself for what was to come, Yami Yugi had enveloped one of his earlobes in the warmth of his mouth, sucking on it as if it were the sweetest of candy. Though his mouth was bound tight enough for him to barely move it, he managed to vocalize just how much pleasure the act was giving him. He tried to buck his hips up, trying to gere cre contact from his yami than just the ear torture that he was performing, but the pharaoh stayed well out of his limited reach.

The movement did not escape him, however. Yugi felt his other smirk as he kissed a trail from his ear, past the mouth wrapping, and down to the hollow of his neck. He hovered there a moment, letting his warm breath caress Yugi’s heated skin, making the young duelist whimper. The feather torture from before coupled with what he had done to his ear already had him so unbelievably turned on that the slightest touch had him quivering.

“Do you want something, koi?” Yami Yugi whispered.

That was the only warning Yugi got as his other’s hips suddenly descended on his own, grinding against them painfully. Yugi screamed himself hoarse, the sound muffled by his inability to open his mouth. He tried to buck his hips up to return the favor, but Yami Yugi moved up again, well out of his range. Yugi nearly cried, already desperate for release.

Yami Yugi was not about to show him any mercy, however. The pharaoh’s mouth finally started to move at his neck, nipping and sucking and marking him as his. Not that he needed to do such a thing; everyone knew better than to try to take Yugi away from him. The only reason he still did it was because of the sounds that the small of stature duelist made while he was doing it. Though barely audible, Yugi was still making that keening sound, tg tog to convey his desperation through the noise.

Suddenly, the pharaoh pulled away, and just when Yugi was about to hope that he was going to grant him release the feather returned, and this time it had a friend. The two feathers brushed up and down his sides, making him practically whine in protest. At this point his erection was pulsing faster than his heart, and he knew that his other self had to be blind to miss it. He tried to plead with him through their mental link, but he could not concentrate hard enough to form a coherent thought.

He heard his yami chuckle again, and Yugi was starting to understand why some people HATED it when he did that. The feathers disappeared – hopefully for good – and just when he was about to wonder what would happen next, he felt his yami’s fingers dance lightly against his erection. His whole body literally jumped at the sensation, and someho fou found the voice to am aam again.

“Excited, are we?” Yami Yugi asked. Yugi managed to grumble slightly, though even through his pain and pleasure-hazed mind, he heard a slight strain in his other’s voice. Maybe he might get a chance to get back at him for springing this odd sex game on him…

All thoughts of vengeance left his mind as Yami Yugi suddenly deep throated him without warning. If his mouth had not been bound shut, his scream would probably have been hear hal half of Domino. As it was, his voice was reaching a pitch that he never even imagined before, and kept getting higher and higher with each successive and powerful suck from his yami. He could feel the pressure building and building, bringing him steadily closer to a peak he never even dreamed of…

…and then, the warmth and the wet were gone as quickly as they came.

Yugi just lay stock-still; the only movement from him was his chest heaving up and down as he fought to get air back into his system through his nose. His brain was numb with lust, trying in vain to figure out why that source of pleasure had just vanished. There was a long nt ont of silence, before a soft moaning sound managed to pierce his haze. Yugi paused; realizing the source of that moan was his other half…

Again, he tried to send out a question thr the their mental link, but he was so far gone that all that he could manage was a wordless inquiry. The answer he got was unexpected, as he felt himself being flipped over, his yami holding him up so his erection would not be forced into the mattress. His knees were gently bent into a comfortable position, before he felt something slowly start to slide into his entrance, and then Yugi knew EXACTLY why he had been moaning.

His yami had been preparing himself so he could take him doggie style.

If Seto ever found out, he’d never let him live it down.

Yugi’s mind cleared slightly, and a wicked thought wormed its way in there. He moved his arms away from his chest as far as they could go, before clinging onto the arm that was holding him. Using that as leverage, he forced his body up. Yami Yugi screamed at the movement, and would have dropped his lighter half if he had not been holding onto his arm. Yugi just moaned despite the pain, finding himself more filled than he ever had been since the two of them began making love with each other.

“K-k-koi,” Yami Yugi gasped, “t-that wasn’t sm-smart.”

Yugi just managed to send a feeling of satisfaction down their mind link, unable to do much of anything else. The pharaoh grumbled something unintelligible under his breath, before pulling out and slamming back into him, angling directly for that sweet spot that made Yugi see stars. He just moaned in absolute pleasure, his breath coming out of his nose in rapid puffs. Yami Yugi was making strange sounds above him, as if he were crying in ecstasy as he pulled out and slammed back in again, setting up a rhythm.

With his legs bound the way they were, Yugi realized that it had to have been much more tighter for his other to be sliding in and out of him like that. Of course, this also explained the way that the pharaoh’s pace was picking up: rapidly – as in, MUCH faster than he was used to. Yugi’s eyes, unseen, rolled back into his head as his yami slammed waves of pleasure into him again and again, temporarily forgetting the cock ring was restricting his release. It was so fast, so hot, so painful, but SO UNBELIEVABLY GOOD… for all its strangeness, why they had not done something like this before was beyond him.

Yami Yugi forced into him one last time at a deep angle, before letting out a relieved scream as his release finally exploded out of him. White-hot jets of semen shot into Yugi again and again, filling him to the point of bursting and drawing out an inhuman moan from him. It seemed like an hour passed before the stream finally stopped and the pharaoh, spent, nearly crashed onto the mattress, barely having enough presence of mind to reach out his other arm to brace himself so he would not crush his hikari.

They stayed like that for a long moment, fighting desperately to regain their breath. Afterwards, Yami Yugi slid out of him carefully, still keeping an arm around him, and Yugi could feel a steady trickle of semen trailing down his leg. There was an odd snapping sound, followed by a relieved sigh; his yami must have taken off his cock ring.

A long reign of silence came after that, and just when Yugi was about to attempt to ask his other what was wrong, he felt something brush lightly against his erection. If the pharaoh had not been hovering behind him as he held onto him, he probably would have sprung into the air like a cat. Even through all that, the cock ring on his own manhood STILL had prevented his release. What, was his some kind of ultra strength version or something?

There was that damn chuckle again. “Good,” Yami Yugi said, satisfied. “For a moment there, I was afraid this game was going to be a tie.”

The only thing Yugi could manage was an incoherent mental grumble, which his yami obviously ignored as he flipped him back onto his back, making him lay perfectly straight on the mattress again. He felt him lean back slightly, sitting so that his rear end was hovering just over his legs. There was a hum of thought, and he could just picture Yami Yugi staring down at him, a contemplative look on his face.

“It seems like we have a bit of a problem, koi,” the pharaoh finally said, his voice sounding slightly tired, though no less amused. “See… after a release like that, I don’t think I could get worked up enough again to bring you back to life…”

Yugi totally froze at that. He… he was not going to… LEAVE HIM like this… was he?

“Now, we have a couple options,” Yami Yugi continued, something in the tone of his voice making Yugi even more worried for his safety (sanisanity). “I can just leave you in the cold embrace of Anubis, never to come back to life again… or…”

The bed squeaked again as the pharaoh shifted his position, as if he were reaching down to something on the floor. Yugi frowned to himself slightly, wondering what he was doing… when he felt his other’s hand slip in between his legs. Something was wrong though; he was holding something… something that he was slipping inside of him, nestling it against his prostrate. Whatever it was, it was slightly cold, and… and…

Yugi’s eyes widened in surprise as realization dawned on him. No. No way. His yami could not be that cruel… could he? He was not mean enough to put a… a…

The last thing Yugi heard was a soft click before all form of thought and sense of his surroundings and what was happening left him. The vibrator his yami had inserted hummed steadily against his prostrate, turning his mind into absolute mush. He cried, moaned, SCREAMED his pleasure; the pain from the cock ring and his denied release a forgotten note in the back of his mind.

After what seemed like an eternity, he felt the glorious sensation of skin-to-skin contact, and he dimly identified the cause of it as his yami resting on the upper half of his body. He was not even aware of his other self pushing his arms up until he felt something hot and wet envelop one of his nipples, causing the waves of ecstasy he was swimming on to double in size. Yugi was nearly sobbing in his pleasure as Yami Yugi started torturing the small nubs on his chest, nibbling on them before running his tongue along them to soothe them down. All too soon, however, the pharaoh had finished with that, replacing his arms and removing himself from his body.

Just as Yugi was about to complain, though, his yami returned oagaiagain, laying on top of him fully so that their erections were touching one another. With both his prostrate and his member being stimulated in such a manner, he thought for sure that he really had died and gone to paradise. As if it were even possible, the feeling got even better as Yami Yugi attacked his ear again, grinding their hips together every time he sucked on a lobe. Yugi thought he screamed, he had to have from that kind of assault, but he did not hear it. Either he was too far gone to recognize sound, or the pitch of his voice had transcended beyond the level of human hearing.

~~Pleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleasepleaseplease…~~

He did not even know he was begging through their mental link until he felt his other hum in slight amusement. He did not even know what he was begging FOR, that was how lost his mind was at that point. Whatever it was he wanted, the pharaoh seemed more than happy to give it to him as he left his ear and slid down along his body until he was face to head with his erection. There was a moment of anticipation, during which time Yugi barely felt his other press his hands down on his hips…

Then, Yami Yugi’s tongue flicking out, lapping up the pre-cum that was weeping from his tip.

If his hips had not been restrained, Yugi would have bucked up straight into his yami’s mouth, bound in linens or not. That! That was what he wanted! Keens bsolbsolute pleasure escaped from him as his other swirled his tongue around his tip, coating it in a glorious wetness, before blowing a breath of cool air against it. His whole body quivered, melting, wanting more and more and more. He felt his other kissing his wawn twn the underside of his shaft, stopping at the cock ring before licking his way back up to his tip.

Yugi felt his eyes roll back into his head again, but he barely even acknowledged it. More of that… Gods that were, are, and ever will be; he wanted MORE!

His wish was granted, as suddenly heat and wetness beyond his wildest dreams engulfed him. Again, he knew he had to have screamed, but he just could not hear it. All his could hear was the sound of his yami sucking and humming, vibrating his manhood as he was being vibrated deep within. He literally cried as his yami’s expert tongue swirled around his shaft, dousing it in that heavenly wetness. Just when he thought he could not get any more pleasure than this, he was deep throated again, the entirety of his erection being surrounded once more, and… and…!

Yami Yugi gave a powerful suck, one that made Yugi’s hips buck up off the bed despite his on on him. He felt, more than heard, him hum in satisfaction, before giving yet another powerful suck. That time Yugi threw his head back with a cry, his hips shooting straight up as far as they could, forcing his erection even deeper into his mouth. The pharaoh did not even seem to care as he sucked even harder, as if he were trying to suck his manhood right off of him.

The heat and the wetness left him as Yugi came crashing back down onto the bed. He fought desperately for breath, not even aware that his only source of air was coming through his nose; he had forgotten that he was half wrapped up like a mummy.

It took him awhile, but once his breath slowed and his mind started functioning a little, Yugi realized two things. One was that the vibrator had been switched off, but not removed. Another was, that despite ALL THAT TORTURE his yami had just inflicted on him, he STILL had not cum. He was about to ask, no DEMAND, what precisely had been done to him that he could not release, when he heard the pharaoh’s damnable chuckle again.

“You loose this game, koibito.”

Yugi was about to ask what he meant by that, when the vibrator was switched on again without warning, humming against his prostrate twice as hard and twice as fast as it had the last time. He cried out, mostly from surprise than anything else, fighting as hard as he could to keep his mind from going this time. His fight proved to be in vain, however, as something positioned itself over his tip. Before he could even fathom what it was, it was lowering itself onto him, surrounding his erection in a tight heat that he never had felt before.

He whimpered as the heat and tightness started to leave him, only to scream as the heat returned, taking him in deeper. Something in the back of his mind identified what was happening as his yami riding him, but with his member straining for release and his prostrate being stimulated so powerfully, he did not even care. The tight heat was removed again, and just as it started to return did he buck his hips up, forcing himself to be taken all the way in.

Somewhere above him, he heard Yami Yugi groan at the movement, but he did not care. His mind was gone; all that mattered to Yugi was what his body needed, and that was to be buried repeatedly straight up into that unbelievably tight heat. The rhythm was far too slow for his body’s liking however, and he found himself speeding up, literally slamming into the tightness above him, only to pull out right away and slam in again.

Yugi heard someone else screaming over his own shouts, and what little part of his mind that was left to keep his body going defined the source as his yami, but that was all. Not disbelief that his other could make such sounds or anything, nothing but primal needs for more heat and more tightness and more… oh Gods more of that friction that the movement above him was creating. More heat more tightness more friction…! Too slow, faster…! Faster and faster and faster and more heat and more tightness and more and more and more and more…!

An inhuman sound filled the room as something exploded behind Yugi’s eyes, making him temporarily go blind, not that he noticed. The sound came from him as he forced himself up into his other one last time, finally shooting his release straight into him. There was so much, almost too much; as the force of his long overdue release made his body buck and shudder involuntarily, he felt what of his seed that his yami’s body could not take in come trickling back down along his shaft to pool on his stomach…

Yugi did not know what happened after that. He did not know when the vibrator and the cock ring had been removed, not when he had been unbound. Everything that had him restricted or tortured had been removed by the time he was finally able to realize who he was and where he was. By that time, he had been cleaned up slightly, and he was cuddled up against his yami under a warm, comforting blanket.

“Mou hitori no boku…?” he began, his voice coming out in a tired, hoarse whisper.

“Yes, koi?” Yami Yugi responded, sounding more tired than Yugi himself felt.

“How could I have won that game?”

The poh hoh hummed in amusement. “You merely had to realize that it was not just the ring that was preventing your release.”

Yugi paused, hardly believing what he just heard. “You were using the Puzzle, weren’t you?”

Yami Yugi yawned, nodding slightly. “You have a tendency to focus only on the sensations while you’re being pleasured, which gave me a good enough distraction to siphon off your need for release through the Puzzle into the Shadow Realm, until your body forgot what it needed.” He yawned again. “By the way, I wouldn’t want to try summoning any monsters anytime soon if I were you.”

A long stretch of silence followed that, during which time the pharaoh had almost fallen asleep…

“Mou hitori no boku?”

Yami Yugi hummed in acknowledgement.

“You know I’m going to get back at you for this, right?”

There was that damn chuckle again. “I look forward to it, koi.”