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The club was discreet, something they required, and the music throbbed deep and sensual. It was perfect for them. The two young men swayed and moved in a way that made the other men in the club drool with lust. They had been coming every weekend for the last few months, and making the scene. The clubs attendance, since their emergence had increased, but there was still an air of exclusivity for those let past the door. It was almost funny to see. The floor was crowded with hopefuls who pressed as close as they dared, but still a circle remained around the two. One or two would come from behind and try their luck, but they were quickly rebuffed.

It fueled Seto Kaiba’s obsession for the two as he watched the two tri-colored heads move and weave to the beat of the music. The moves were read perfectly and each body movement matched by the other as if by psychic link. It was beautiful to watch, and the two were making his branching out into the club scene a successful occurrence. One more thing he could thank the two for.

He never intended the two to come so deeply into his life. Years before he had challenged the smaller one to a duel, arrogant in his abilities to win, and unknowing of his companion. He had lost. Beaten and humiliated he had schemed and plotted, driving himself deeper into a world he barely recognized. There emerged only more humiliation and denial, but a grudging respect. When one split into two, he barely acknowledged it.

The dreams had taken him by surprise. He would awaken hard and throbbing, or worse in need of clean sheets while visions of a mouth sweetly begging for more swam through his head. He denied them, they were weak, and if there was anything he was not it was weak. The dreams didn’t care about his denials however. They grew more and more graphic, and while he verbally denied the possibility there were two shadowed figures beneath and above him.

Yugi Muto and the man known only as Atemu or Pharaoh, they drew him like no other. He was surrounded at every event by others hopeful of garnering his attention, but he was left cold. The film of the two drew every fiber of his being until he would be forced to relieve himself in distasteful manner. It was unacceptable, but still he watched.

A flash on the screen caught his attention. The Pharaoh had turned his companion’s body, and whispered in his ear. The smaller of the two ground his hips into the taller one’s and looked with pleading intensity into the camera’s eye. The other looked up as well and smiled. He was caught.

Transfixed, he continued to watch as the dancing heightened in intensity, screaming sex and fire until the only thing separating the two was clothing. Yugi submitted himself entirely to Atemu’s will as the other molded and manipulated his body in the music’s pounding rhythm. He had known the two were lovers, but this was the first time they had caught him in his surveillance. It tightened his throat, and solidified his determination. Tomorrow he would go to the club, and let the cards fall where they may.

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He arrived at Club Millennium before it opened, one of the perks of ownership, and went up to the manager’s office. If the man was surprised to see him it didn’t show. It pleased him since nerves meant trouble. He waited patiently in the office for the beginning of the night. It had started as a risky venture, opening a gay club in Domino, but word of mouth had brought more recognition than he expected and within a few months the club was in the black.

As usual the club slowly gathered it’s clientele, but 10 pm saw the greatest increase. It was time for the two of them to show up, and Seto was as eager as the other drooling idiots to see them. Atemu issued his challenge and his invitation, and he was going to collect.

You could see the effect of their arrival like a ripple through the crowded floor. The invisible barrier was back as the two didn’t even have to fight for their usual spot. It swung Yugi into his arms and began to dance, moving them into their unique fashion. Seto refused to show how eager he was by joining them so early, instead he watched from the window in the office hovering over the floor.

He had a much better view, he realized. He could see how smoothly the two of them moved, and how badly the others around them wanted to join in. He smirked, knowing that if he didn’t take them home, at least they would acknowledge him. His pants grew tight thinking about the three of them together. He calmed himself. It was still far too early to show his hand.

He stood there for an hour just watching, at this point it was tradition, and why change what had worked to this point? There was no way he was going to admit to the teensiest bit of fear riding low in his stomach. There was a prickling at the back of his neck and he realized that Atemu was staring at the booth.

“Sleep”

The whispered word sent him to the couch and into a deep sleep. He never heard or saw the door being opened. The taxi ride was never felt, but he did realize that he was tied, blindfolded and naked when he woke up.

The first feeling he was aware of was the crushing disappointment that he had missed his opportunity; the next was the absolute fury that someone had the gall to take him from the club and do this! Every employee in the club was fired as soon as he got out of here! How could they just let him be taken? A feather light touch distracted him.

Someone’s hand thought it had the right to touch him!

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” The voice was low and it stopped him in his tracks. He knew that voice.

“I knew you were watching us. I could feel your eyes burning into us every night, each time you replayed the tape, every time you thought about us, or touched yourself I felt it. I feel you now. We are connected in every way, on deeper levels than you could ever accept. We wanted you to come, my little light and I. We wanted you to join us, but you stayed apart so we took you.”

He didn’t understand how it could happen but Atemu was right. His soul was nearly vibrating out of his body to join the two of them.

“Since you denied us there must be a punishment, don’t you think?” he was silky in his assertions. “I think you will wait on our pleasure now, and you’ll like it.”

Small hands wandered over his body as the pharaoh spoke. They took the time to touch everywhere they could reach from behind. Fingers ran through his hair slid down his neck, and tiptoed across his chest distracting him from whatever Atemu was saying. The voice tone combined with the feather light touching was making him hard as a rock. The fingers found his nipples and suddenly it didn’t matter what anyone was saying the little nubs became the center of his universe.

Those clever fingers twisted and pulled gently, using the slightest amounts of nail, and how had he never done this to himself? He had grown too used to the immediate sensation other things could give him. Maybe this night would open his eyes in more ways than one. A petite, lithe body was pressed close behind and he could feel the effect on the other body as a hardness nudged against his lower back.

“Enough, my light, he must listen.” Atemu ordered.

Yugi’s hands were reluctant to leave, and slid slowly from his body. Seto ached with their loss, but Atemu began to speak again.

“Why did you watch for so long, Seto? Why did you stay locked in your lonely tower when you could have taken your chance? You knew where we were, you know what we are, and yet you hide. If this is the way you behave now, what will your future actions be? We are not something that hides in the shadows, but can you accept that?

“If you cannot acknowledge us now, you have not accepted yourself.”

“No!” He burst out in desperation. He could not give away this chance! “No, I was coming to you tonight, not to watch, but to ask. Isn’t that why you looked to the camera? Did I misread you? Are you toying with me after all?”

He was silenced roughly as his mouth was taken in a harsh kiss. “If that is so then it is enough.” With that last pronouncement he was gagged. He was nervous, but it eased the tightness in his chest to realize that he was not going to be abandoned.

He felt his entrance being slicked and he clenched reflexively as he realized there was no way he was going to be on top in this encounter. He tried to relax, but his body wouldn’t listen to his demands.

“Don’t worry, it feels incredible.” Yugi’s voice was almost too sweet and clear to be talking of such things. “Atemu would like to be topped, but there’s no way I’m giving up my position.”

That soft little tongue was doing wicked things to his ear, and it allowed enough distraction for them to slip something inside. It was cold, but slender and it didn’t hurt as he feared. In fact, he was disappointed. He wanted to have something that would mark the occasion.

“Don’t worry, lover.” Yugi snickered. “You won’t be disappointed for long. Atemu designed this for me, and I promise you’ll love it.”

He felt something being wrapped around his cock and balls tightly. It seemed that the promise of waiting for their pleasure was no insinuation. His breath caught as whatever it was inside him began to expand.

“Feels good, doesn’t it? He’s so considerate. It took me forever to convince him that I wanted him, and when I finally did he made this so it would be easy for me to sit on that big, fat cock.”

Seto jerked his head blindly to the spot the voice came from. He couldn’t believe how he misjudged the smaller of the two men! Yugi had started everything?

“Hush, my light. Can’t you see that you are moving too fast for him? Rather than talking, why don’t you show him how you convinced me?”

“Mmm, yeah, I like that idea. Wait just a second and I’ll do that.”

Seto heard the rustling of a body moving on the bed and then forgot to think of anything as the thing inside him grew again and began to buzz. A desperate sound came from behind the gag, and every muscle in his body grew electrified. His back bowed as soft lips surrounded the head of his cock. He was vaguely aware that his hips were held down as he mindlessly thrust towards the pleasure.

Somewhere he heard a voice speaking, but he was lost in a white haze of lust. He had no idea that this was in the world, that there was something like this just waiting for him. A soft hand stroked down his back, settling him just a bit, enough to let the words through anyway.

“He is very good at that isn’t he? The first time he seduced he I couldn’t believe it. I was very nearly in the same position as you, only chained to the bed rather than the ceiling. He told me that he wanted me and I ignored it, but my light is persistent. He already had my heart, but my body was his and obeyed his every command that night.

“He is nothing like this outside of this room. The shy Yugi you know still exists, but in here no boundaries exist for him. Shall I describe how lost he is in the feel of you. How sweet that foul mouth looks wrapped around your cock? His eyes are closed and he hears nothing.” He paused at the muffled gasp, and Seto could feel the smile on the pharaoh’s face. “He and I have waited for you, but he won’t wait too much longer. You will be bound to us for eternity, as I am bound to your former soul. It is fated through the cards.”

The words struck a chord deep within him and for the first time Seto felt total peace fill him. He would not fight them, would not deny them anything. He felt light grow under his skin. The blindfold was removed and he looked down to see the arms around him and the smaller male bending over his body filled with a light as well. Yugi looked up and those lavender eyes were filled with tears.

“I have waited… You’re so beautiful, both of you.” He whispered.

“My love, many centuries past you sealed me into the puzzle, are you willing to accept me? The whole of who we are?”

He had a flash into the past as the feeling of crushing sorrow swamped him. He cried out against the pain, but the wave soon passed. He saw himself in an outfit he had never worn looking at him. The twin smiled and nodded.

“Yes!” He gasped, mouth freed, “Yes, I accept you. I accept both of you.”

He was fitted to Yugi and eased into the welcoming warmth, all restraints freed, then held still as Atemu entered him. There was no pain only bliss. The perfection he had longed for all his life was here encapsulated in this moment.

“Forever bound to thy fate, we are as one.” Atemu entoned.

He moved, drawing Seto with him and slid forward in a smooth glide. Yugi push back at the same time causing him to cry out at the perfection of filling yet being filled at the same time. Seto barely had the time to appreciate the thrill of psychic partners as the feeling of something growing beneath his skin took hold.

Their movements grew faster, and faster. The feeling of magic grew and swirled in the air, and the glow under their skin intensified. It was blinding, but no one looked away or closed their eyes. The explosion of the most intense orgasm of his life overtook him and the burst through the roof lighting the sky for a dazzling moment.

The circle had been completed, and Seto sank into the bliss of the perfect moment knowing he was never to be alone in this lifetime or any other.

The End