Love Rekindled

Love Rekindled



Written by: kenobi1985



Summary: A side story to my "Love Everlasting" and "Carrying On". Bear with me, those are coming along slowly. This story takes place in the present day after Atemu and Yugi are reunited. Can be read alone but the Vampyre-Yugi and Seth part makes more sense if read as a part of the longer works, once I get them up that is.



Rating: NC-17



Warning: Vampyrism (Vampyre is an old spelling of Vampire), Male/Male love.



Pairing: Atemu/Yugi.

~*~

Atemu sat watching the crowd of Vampyres moving seductively with the music, though most of his attention was on his small husband in their midst, his leather clad body bending in ways that the mortal body was not meant to bend but a Vampyre’s body was built for.



“Go and dance with him,” his cousin told him. “You know you want to.”



Atemu nodded and stood up. He carefully made his way through the crowd, trying to avoid the groping hands of Yugi and Seth’s undead kin as they writhed around him.



Yugi smiled up at him when he came near. His face was flushed with exertion and the blood-and-alcohol mix he had imbibed tonight. The sight of his love like this reminded Atemu of the nights of passion they had once shared in Egypt.



Yugi watched Atemu’s eyes dilate with passion and a flush spread across his angular face. He too remembered what they had once had, before Atemu was sealed away in the Millennium Puzzle. Atemu had been free from the confines of the Puzzle for two days now but they had yet to touch much or even talk, which made both of their hearts weigh heavily in their chests, though Yugi's had stopped beating a long time ago.



It looked like tonight was the night when they would renew their passion and reconfirm their love for each other.



Yugi stepped toward his husband and slowly wound his arms around his narrow waist. Atemu responded by threading his fingers through Yugi’s hair and pulling him closer even as he bent down and claimed his slightly parted lips with his own. Yugi’s response was immediate. He surged forward until his body was pressed as close as possible to Atemu’s and forcefully deepened the kiss. Both men groaned deep in their throats, feeling their bodies react to the renewed contact for the first time in three thousand years.



Unbeknownst to them, the Vampyres who shared the dance floor with them were not left unaffected by the passionate display and more than a few, male and female alike found their hands reaching for their groins and/or breasts as well as each other’s before beating a hasty retreat into the dark corners of the dance hall to sate their desire.



Seth watched the scene being played out in amusement. Finally, he shook his head and returned to cleaning glasses behind the bar. “It’s about time,” he murmured to himself, his soft words going unheard by the few seated on the other side of the bar, who sat there watching the two on the empty dance floor dumbly, their drinks held loosely in their hands. “You break any of those, they go on your tabs,” Seth told them, already estimating about three broken glasses before the night was over.



Finally, Atemu and Yugi broke apart, breathing heavily, their bodies still pressed together, their cocks hard between them.



Without needing to say a word, they grasped each other’s hands and headed for the door, having just enough presence of mind left to say goodnight to Seth before disappearing into the night. Yugi draped his cloak over his shoulders and fastened it about his throat, feeling his sweaty skin react to the cold night air. Atemu was comfortably warm in his jacket (borrowed from Yugi's extensive collection), made of black leather with a red silk lining.



They quickly made it to Yugi’s single bedroom apartment, thankfully on the ground floor, before falling into each other’s arms, and mouths.



Atemu felt Yugi’s fangs lengthening as their kiss deepened and their tongues became involved and he groaned in response, remembering their wedding night when Yugi had fed from him in the midst of their first ever lovemaking. When at last they broke for air, they stared into each other’s eyes, Yugi’s having turned as red as his husband’s natural crimson orbs with the blood-lust that their passion had arisen in him. Yugi panted heavily at the sensations flooding his body, his mouth gaping open, fangs protruding slightly over his bottom lip.



Atemu noticed for the first time that Yugi had grown some over the last three millennia so that they now stood eye to eye with each other. He smiled lovingly at his husband before leaning in for another kiss, this one nearly breaking Yugi’s resolve to not bite Atemu and feed, despite the fact that his drinks tonight had had enough blood in them to sate him for the next two nights.



Yugi’s hand came up and gripped the back of Atemu’s neck in order to deepen the kiss, even as he felt Atemu’s left hand come up to his shoulders and release his cloak from it’s ornate clasp, allowing the heavy black cloth with it’s deep violet lining to slide down his back and land with barely a sound on the deep-piled ornate carpet that covered the floor of the living room and bedroom. His right hand fell to Yugi’s hip and helped to press their lower bodies together, as if their bodies needed any encouragement.



With shaking, fumbling fingers, they worked their way out of their confining clothes, letting them lay where they fell as they made their way to the bedroom, breaking their kiss only when necessary, which left them desperately gasping for air, the sound of their heavy breathing managing to turn them on even more, until they were barely holding on and were more than ready to come at any moment.



Yugi felt himself being lifted and pressed against the wall of the bedroom and he groaned into Atemu’s mouth as he wrapped his legs around his lover’s waist, his mind flashing back to the first time they had done this, so long ago.



With Yugi’s legs wrapped securely around him, Atemu was able to give into the urge to touch the lithe, well-honed muscles that Yugi had not had the last time they were in this position. While Atemu’s body had remained unchanged for three thousand years, Yugi’s clearly had not. But it didn’t matter to him, the changes just made Yugi even more appealing, making Atemu want to slowly explore every inch to see just how much had changed and how much had stayed the same. But not tonight.



Pulling back from Yugi’s mouth, feeling lightheaded from lack of air, Atemu gazed into Yugi’s eyes for a moment before he ducked his head, bringing his lips to Yugi’s neck, namely the spot that Bakura had marked millennia ago. The spot was still sensitive after all this time, making Yugi arch into the touch.



“Atemu!” Yugi cried out, his fingers digging into tanned shoulders, feeling his arousal spike upward at the sharp nips and soothing licks that Atemu was now applying to his entire neck and then his collarbones.



Suddenly, Yugi found himself on his back on the large bed that dominated the center of the room, covered in silk with pillows of all sizes dominating the top.



Atemu moved downward to his chest, quickly bringing his nipples to hard points. Instead of lingering, however, he quickly moved down again, running his hands down Yugi’s sides in lieu of using his mouth, until he reached Yugi’s straining erection.



Without any warning, Atemu took his husband’s manhood into his mouth and began licking and sucking all along its not inconsiderable length, even as his hands held onto Yugi’s hips to prevent his wild bucking.



Tossing his head side to side, Yugi was moaning almost continuously, pausing only to suck in desperately needed air and to cry out his lover’s name. Since Atemu was holding his hips, though if he had really wanted to, he could have broken free at any time, Yugi settled for digging his fingers into Atemu’s hair, careful not to pull it too much, trying to maintain some control over his inhuman strength.



Finally, however, the sensations raging through his body for the first time in much too long became too much and he pulled Atemu away from his erection, not wanting to come just yet. Atemu seemed to read this in his eyes, for the former Pharaoh released his hips and moved up his body until he reached his lips, which he took with the same fervor as he had Yugi’s erection, using tongue and teeth and lips to maintain the level of passion, insuring that it didn’t abate.



“Gods above! Atemu!” Yugi exclaimed. “Take me now! Please!”



Atemu moaned and shuddered at the husky tone with which his husband spoke, the sound passing from his mouth directly into Yugi’s. Breaking the kiss, he pulled back just enough for him to lock eyes with Yugi, nearly releasing his seed right there at the passion, love, and lust that he saw in eyes that were redder than even his own.



Yugi stared up into Atemu’s face as well, panting heavily, his body demanding release, and soon. His mortal husband’s lips bleed slightly, having been caught on his fangs. Sitting up a little, he ran his tongue over the bruised and cut lips, moaning at the taste, however small, of the rich blood that he hadn’t tasted in so long but remembered as though it were only yesterday.



Atemu had to brace himself, feeling his arms go weak, at the sight of Yugi licking his blood from the long fangs that protruded from his mouth. He moaned softly, his own manhood pulsing.



Suddenly, a bottle of oil appeared in his hand and Yugi spread his legs for him, silently demanding that he claim him now. Atemu immediately set to doing just that, opening the bottle with shaking hands and pouring the thick oil, which smelled of lavender, over his free hand. Carefully, he placed a single finger against Yugi’s waiting entrance. Almost immediately, it was accepted deep within the tight passage of Yugi’s ass, Yugi willing his muscles to relax as much as possible in order to speed the preparation process up. Two, then three fingers were soon stroking his hidden gland deep inside, causing sparks to flash in Yugi’s eyes and his body to arch into the touch, unconsciously seeking to repeat the feeling even while his mind, what little of it was still functioning at this point, wanted to hold off on any more stimulus, wanting to prevent him from reaching climax too soon.



Finally, Atemu pulled his fingers out, much to Yugi’s initial disappointment, even though he knew the best was yet to come. Pouring out more oil before managing to close the bottle without paying it any conscious attention, Atemu rubbed the oil over his erection, nearly coming at the first touch to his oversensitive flesh. Quickly, before he lost all control, feeling that more than enough time had passed by already, he placed the tip at Yugi’s entrance and pushed inside, feeling Yugi’s inner muscles stretching with ease to accommodate his thick flesh.



As soon as he was all the way inside, Yugi’s legs came up and wrapped around his waist, heels resting just above his ass, opening himself up as much as this position allowed. Without waiting, Atemu began to move vigorously, sliding out almost all the way before pushing back in hard, striking Yugi’s sweet spot unerringly, over and over again with increasing speed. At the same time, his hand grasped Yugi’s own weeping erection, stroking it in time with his thrusts, doubling the pleasure Yugi felt and quickening his lover’s release, as well as his own.



As they slowly came down from their high, they both collapsed amidst the tangled and soiled sheets. Neither of them moved, but just lay there panting, Atemu laying half on top of and half beside Yugi, even when he felt his depleted cock slip from the warm, wet passage that had enclosed it. Yugi barely felt the weight of the slight body pressing part of him into the bed, and even if he had, he wasn’t about to complain. It had been much too long since he had felt such a weight. The feeling of the warm body of his lover and husband against his was more comforting than anything they had just done, though he certainly wasn’t going to complain about that, either.



After a long, indeterminable amount of time had passed, Atemu finally shifted, though it was only to lift his torso enough, using his hands for balance, that he could look into Yugi’s lax face. He saw that all signs of his lover’s cares and worries from the millennia and circumstances that had divided them were gone, at least for now. Atemu couldn’t help but smile and reach up a hand to stroke Yugi’s cheek, the soft touch rousing Yugi from his stupor. He was glad to see that Yugi’s face remained at peace. His eyes were amethyst again, rather than the bright red that indicated a hunger for blood, lust-induced or otherwise.



Though Yugi was older, physically and mentally, the sight of him like this reminded Atemu of the Yugi he had known before Bakura had destroyed their lives. The body was more muscular and the face not so childlike, due to long years of traveling and pain, but his Yugi was still there, somewhere. He would just need to find him and bring him out again.



As though reading his thoughts, Yugi smiled up at him and stroked his cheek with a long-fingered hand. “I’m alright. Now that you are here with me, I am alright.”



Atemu laid a hand over the one on his face and smiled. “I’m glad, love. I’m so very glad.”



The End