Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Fantasy ❯ Deep Lust ( Chapter 2 )
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By: Miko No Hoshi 
Action baby, all sweet hentai action.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.12.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 2.7K | Status: Completed
Action baby, all sweet hentai action.
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Romance / Hentai / Angst | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 11.12.2002 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.8K | Visits: 2.7K | Status: Completed
Disclaimer: Yami, Yugi, and the Dark Magician are not mine...but all those clothes they aren't wearing are.
Notes: Remember that whole plot thing? Well, I think I finally ran it off....
Fantasy
Chapter 3: Deep Lust
"Him. Another. It doesn't matter. The fact is, it will never be me."
A pause, a look, a smile.
"It can be you Yugi."
"What?" He looked up, tears still streaking over his cheeks and confused eyes still red.
Yami stood. "Come with me Yugi. Join us tonight."
"But I...I've never...I mean...I just couldn't!" He stuttered, body asking for permission, mind reluctant in full knowledge of its ignorance.
Yami laughed, the sound filling the hallway. "Don't be so serious little Yugi. It not real, think of it as a dream. A fantasy."
"Fantasy," he whispered. Reaching up, he accepted Yami's outstretched hand.
Together they walked back to Yami's room. There waited the Dark Magician, standing silently in watch of the door. Yugi felt Yami press him forward and heard the door close behind them. He shook with nervousness.
//Be calm my light.//
"He is going to join us Magician, have you any objections?"
It was odd to see a smile on the Magician's face, so normally stoic. "None." His voice was deep and soft.
"Good then. Now Aibou..."
"I...I don't know what to do..." he almost wanted to cry again. He found himself desperately wanting to please both these men and knowing nothing of how to go about it.
"Watch," the Dark Magician stated, placing his arms under Yugi's and lifting him to sit on the edge of the large bed, with its four tall posts and deep purple covers. And Yugi did as he was told.
Stepping forward, Yami entwined his arms around the Magician's neck, bringing them together in a kiss. Dark Magician worked his tongue into the other's mouth, running it along his teeth and instigating a battle for dominance which neither seemed to win. Yugi watched their wandering hands, Yami's settling in purple hair and the Magician's on Yami's thigh and moving upwards. Their hips ground together, creating moans and gasps so alluring Yugi felt them as if they were his own.
Yami turned to him, Dark Magician using the opportunity to lick and suck on his neck, making his statement come out disjointed by gasps.
"What do you...think Aibou? Are...uhn...we sexy?"
He nodded, not trusting himself to speak, but the obvious bulge in his pants said it all. It was the most erotic thing Yugi had ever witnessed; such images were infrequent even in his imagination. The Dark Magician pulled insistently at Yami's jacket, tossing it to the floor. The button down shirt was soon undone, exposing Yami's hairless chest, bronzed and perfect in tone, two pink nipples already hard and sensitive. The Magician bent forward to suckle harshly on one of the nubs, making Yami gasp.
As the Dark Magician's clothes were cast aside Yugi couldn't help but stare. He stood now before Yami in only a pair of silken purple pants, his skin deliciously pale with muscles laying just beneath creating tempting ridges. His hair fell loosely around his shoulders, a bit longer than Yugi had expected it to. The robes removed, he took the shape of a man instead of a monster, solidifying in Yugi's mind and making his desire even more real.
Yami looked over to the bed with a smile. His light was doing his best not to touch himself, and almost succeeding with his hands placed tightly in his in his lap and an almost pained expression on his face.
"I think Yugi feels left out," he whispered to the Dark Magician. Strong arms released him as they both turned to take in their newest edition.
The Dark Magician approached him, gently pulling at the hem of his pajama shirt and lifting the garment over his head. Yami placed two hands on his bare chest, pressing him to lay back onto the mattress, his legs still dangling off the edge. The Dark Magician was careful and slow removing his pants, but soon the last vestiges of his security sat crumpled on the floor and he lay naked before their eyes, looking very thin and small.
Leaning forward, the Magician lay his warm body over the boy's, trapping his already hard member between them as he bit at Yugi's ear. Yugi shivered, unsure and a bit disappointed it was not Yami.
//Relax Aibou. Let him work, the Magician is talented in many ways.//
/R-right./
Standing to the side, Yami discarded his shirt before turning to watch. His light writhed and moaned as the Magician moved from his ear to his chest and on down, dipping playfully into his navel before attending to his weeping erection. Lapping at it in a very cat-like fashion sent Yugi into wonderful spasms of gasps and pleas.
Yami used his moment of solitude to dispose of his pants. Tossing them away. His eyes never left Yugi as he walked over to perch on the side of the bed above the distracted boys head. As the Dark Magician played, touching a teasing then backing off for just a breath, Yami watched. Reaching between his own legs, he wrapped a fist around his own pulsing organ, pumping slowly up and down to the rhythm of his light's cries.
Tiring soon of his own touches, Yami cast a meaningful look at the taller man presently tending to his other half. The Magician smiled at his lover's impatience but stepped away from the boy, just a bit, and waited for instruction. Yami grinned.
"I will be the one to take him," he stated proudly. It was a victory long awaited. It pleased him further to see his light nod through the fog of desire that surrounded him.
Stepping further away, the Magician waved a hand in invitation. He also knew Yami had little experience on this particular side of the bed, preferring usually to dominated in sex as he would not allow it in anything else.
Gracefully stepping between Yugi's pale legs, he ran his hand lightly over the boy's chest before letting it rest on his heated cheek. Gently he leaned over to place a kiss on Yugi's lips.
"Please," Yugi begged, desperation so clear it was painful.
"I will be gentle. Roll over Aibou." His hand fell to the boys hip, pushing him over onto his stomach and then helping guide him onto all fours. Sweat dripped from his brow as he concentrated on doing as told.
Too short to stand on the floor as he had seen Dark Magician do in many of their early encounter, Yami crawled onto the bed to kneel behind Yugi. Hesitating a moment, his doubts must have shown for soon a large hand of the magician rested firmly at the small of his back. The taller man had taken stance behind him and to the right to help guide him if need be. Yami was grateful.
The Magician offered him a tube of lubricant, cap already removed. Yami looked a bit questioningly at it and was about to take it when the taller man squeezed some onto his hand. It was slick as he wiped it around on his fingers, assuming the amount sufficient, he turned back to Yugi's presented bottom. Running one finger down the crevice between the two white globes he let it rest on the tight ring of muscles for just a moment before forcing it inside.
It was too sudden. Yugi gasp in shock and Yami hesitated, ready to withdraw but finding his hand held in place by the Magician's.
"Be patient," he said.
/Aibou? Did I hurt you?/
//No. Go on Yami. I want...I need to be with you./
His desire pulsed between his legs, so close to Yugi's it was intoxicating. With slow deliberation he added another digit and then a third. Yugi wiggled and gasped but did not pull away.
"Go on," the Magician guided, letting him removed his fingers. Taking up the tube once again, the purple haired man coated Yami's length, resting his touched longer than necessary and becoming quite distracted by the soft feeling of flesh beneath his hands. Reaching underneath Yami's organ he caressed the sensitive skin of his balls, moving on to massage them with skilled hands. Yami moaned, arching his back and losing the battle with his own desire.
Yugi let out a small sound, confused at the lack of action on Yami's part and hearing the moans behind him.
Yami stopped, bringing an arm up to smack lightly at the Magician's roaming hands. The man raised an eyebrow in response, but smiled. There would be time later. For now there was a kneeling virgin on his bed that had to be taken care of.
Said virgin was clutching tightly at the comforter, burying his face in its softness and trying to sort out the mass of sensations that flooded his mind. Soon Yami's burning touches returned to his skin.
/Ready Yugi?/
//Yes!//
The emphatic answer spurred him on. Allowing the Magician to guide him, he pushed his arousal past Yugi's tight entrance. Dark Magician pressed up behind him, keeping a tight hold on his waist, not letting him go to far too fast, giving Yugi time to adjust to the newness of it all. Finally his entire length was buried in the hot passage, and both of them sat perfectly still, unsure, unknowing, but perfectly content to have realized some small part of their destiny together.
Contented that Yami could proceed with little help, the Magician stepped back. Crossing his arms, he looked at the blissful picture that the two before him made. Perhaps he was unneeded in such a picture, for he would do nothing to disturb either of them. Yami was a friend and lover, a controller and someone to spend the nights with. Yugi was something even more, the one he would fight for, would die for. He would not disturb them.
"Let me," Yugi whispered, craning his neck at an awkward angle to meet the Magician's eyes, "do something. Please Dark Magician."
Such a request at such a time could not be ignored. The Magician glanced at Yami, who waited with closed eyes, noting the lack of rejection. Moving beside the bed, he placed a hand to Yugi's cheek, leaning over to kiss him lightly before taking a set in front of him.
"Do you know," the Magician started, but Yugi was already moving.
The youngest boy listened closely as Yami instructed him through their link. Slipping his small hand under the band of the Magician's pants, he pushed them down to reveal an erection of considerable size. The doubts that surfaced in his mind were pushed down by Yami's encouragement and promises of more to come. So much closeness now existed between the two halves that denial was impossible.
He ran his finger over the soft skin almost reverently. Dark Magician smiled at his curiosity and finesse, and also perhaps at the heir of experience he was attempting to fake. Yugi licked his lips, trying to take away the sudden dryness, before taking the pulsing organ into his mouth.
//Now what Yami?//
/Like a popsicle./
//Popsicle?//
/Yes./
Yami was finding it difficult to give direction while also trying to stay still long enough for Yugi to accomplish his task. Being inside the perfect little body did nothing for his self control. It was a moment of complete joy, and only this allowed him to wait.
The Magician moaned, and he opened his eyes to see exactly how his light was proceeding. Determining it to be fairly well, he too started to moved. Pulling out, he plunged back into Yugi, causing the boy to gasp around Dark Magician organ.
/Easy./
Feeling the lubricant at work, he moved in and out of the warm passage. Keeping in rhythm with Yugi's mouth's movements he shifted a enough to hit the spot he wanted. Yugi jerked up, eyes wide, leaving the Magician to his own devices as pure sensation filled his body and mind. He arched back, being held in place by hands on his hips.
The speed increased and Yugi was being pushed forward with each thrust. Beads of sweat ran down Yami's face, an expression of determination and concentration held there. Yugi's hands clutched at the Magician, trying to find a hold to keep his control, his short nails raked across the pale skin, leaving reddened trails in their wake. Lifting the shapely fingers, the purple haired man grasped them in his own. Lowering his mouth, he took one of the digits in it, once again displaying one of his many skills. Suddenly Yugi screamed.
"Yami!"
He came, spilling hot white seed onto the dark bedspread. His mind fled reality and soared into a bliss that he never knew existed. As the bright light passed, he felt Yami pull from him...still hard.
"Yami?" he whispered. Suddenly he felt very, very tired.
"Shhh, Aibou."
He felt himself being pulled into the Magician arms to be held safely in his lap. He let his head rest against the man's shoulder, trying to keep his eyes open long enough to apologize. He thought it hadn't gone quite right and it was confirmed as Yami knelt beside them on the bed and Dark Magician spoke to him.
"He's only a child."
"Yes," Yami answered, running a hand gently through Yugi's damp hair, and leaning over to kiss him softly on the lips.
"Sorry....so sorry...."
He was exhausted. This world took his energy if he exerted himself much while in it. He just had to stay awake...to let Yami finish...
"Its fine Aibou. Go on and sleep."
"Yami..."
"Sleep well Yugi," the Magician added.
//Yami!//
/I love you./
With a small smile on his face Yugi was consumed in a golden light. Slowly he faded from their sight, returning to the world he was to live his morning in.
The Magician stared for a moment at the place where the boy had been, then to the face of the other beside him. Purple eyes met his, still burning with a passion and desire the Dark Magician knew was not for him. It didn't matter.
Reaching out, the Magician grasped one tanned arm. Twisting around, he pushed Yami back against the mattress. Leaning down, he roughly captured his lips, distracting him long enough to fish a pair of handcuffs from under the mattress. Bringing the silver metal above his head, he bound Yami's wrists to the brass frame.
Falling back, he grinned at the beauty before him. Yami didn't struggle, his eyes were glazed over in passion and his face held a wanton expression. Unable to resist, the Magician leaned forward. His short hair tickled Yami's chest as he bit roughly at one hard nipple and then the other, letting his hand wander down to knead the firm skin of Yami's bottom.
Working his way down, Dark Magician spread the legs of his master. Now Yami did pull on the cuffs, wanting to touch and return what was being given.
"Magician!" he cried, voice low with need.
Dark Magician paid no heed, he would thank him later for taking control. Reaching between the other's legs, he brushed over Yami's tight entrance. He would enjoy this; they both would. Foregoing the hassle of lubricant, he pushed in one finger. Yami moaned as a second was added. Twisting them around, he located the spot that made him gasp.
"Do it!" Yami commanded. This time the Magician did not hesitate to obey. Lifting the shorter man's leg over is shoulder, he entered Yami with one smooth motion that left him buried completely inside the tight, pulsing channel. He smiled.
Moving swift and exact, he hit Yami's prostate each time, relishing the cries that filled the spirit room and delighted that it was still his name on the other's lips. He brought up a hand to run up and down Yami's erection in time with his own thrusts, each one pushing the pharaoh against the headboard and rattling the cuffs.
With one last thrust, they came in rare perfect unison, Yami crying a name not quite right and the Magician silent.
When the light cleared, Dark Magician released the bonds and rolled Yami into his warm arms.
"Thank you," Yami said in truthful gratitude, but a tears was slowly streaking down his cheek.
"You want to be with him."
"Yes."
"Do not cry master. One day you will love him in the world of the waking and it will be more than a--"
"Fantasy."
~end~
Notes: Ta da! Well, there you go. This was my first threesome and it was a pain in the you-know-what to write, so please be kind in your reviews. You are gonna review aren't you? Please? I'll let you keep the bed sheets...
Her Supreme Omni-potence,
Miko No Hoshi
Notes: Remember that whole plot thing? Well, I think I finally ran it off....
Fantasy
Chapter 3: Deep Lust
"Him. Another. It doesn't matter. The fact is, it will never be me."
A pause, a look, a smile.
"It can be you Yugi."
"What?" He looked up, tears still streaking over his cheeks and confused eyes still red.
Yami stood. "Come with me Yugi. Join us tonight."
"But I...I've never...I mean...I just couldn't!" He stuttered, body asking for permission, mind reluctant in full knowledge of its ignorance.
Yami laughed, the sound filling the hallway. "Don't be so serious little Yugi. It not real, think of it as a dream. A fantasy."
"Fantasy," he whispered. Reaching up, he accepted Yami's outstretched hand.
Together they walked back to Yami's room. There waited the Dark Magician, standing silently in watch of the door. Yugi felt Yami press him forward and heard the door close behind them. He shook with nervousness.
//Be calm my light.//
"He is going to join us Magician, have you any objections?"
It was odd to see a smile on the Magician's face, so normally stoic. "None." His voice was deep and soft.
"Good then. Now Aibou..."
"I...I don't know what to do..." he almost wanted to cry again. He found himself desperately wanting to please both these men and knowing nothing of how to go about it.
"Watch," the Dark Magician stated, placing his arms under Yugi's and lifting him to sit on the edge of the large bed, with its four tall posts and deep purple covers. And Yugi did as he was told.
Stepping forward, Yami entwined his arms around the Magician's neck, bringing them together in a kiss. Dark Magician worked his tongue into the other's mouth, running it along his teeth and instigating a battle for dominance which neither seemed to win. Yugi watched their wandering hands, Yami's settling in purple hair and the Magician's on Yami's thigh and moving upwards. Their hips ground together, creating moans and gasps so alluring Yugi felt them as if they were his own.
Yami turned to him, Dark Magician using the opportunity to lick and suck on his neck, making his statement come out disjointed by gasps.
"What do you...think Aibou? Are...uhn...we sexy?"
He nodded, not trusting himself to speak, but the obvious bulge in his pants said it all. It was the most erotic thing Yugi had ever witnessed; such images were infrequent even in his imagination. The Dark Magician pulled insistently at Yami's jacket, tossing it to the floor. The button down shirt was soon undone, exposing Yami's hairless chest, bronzed and perfect in tone, two pink nipples already hard and sensitive. The Magician bent forward to suckle harshly on one of the nubs, making Yami gasp.
As the Dark Magician's clothes were cast aside Yugi couldn't help but stare. He stood now before Yami in only a pair of silken purple pants, his skin deliciously pale with muscles laying just beneath creating tempting ridges. His hair fell loosely around his shoulders, a bit longer than Yugi had expected it to. The robes removed, he took the shape of a man instead of a monster, solidifying in Yugi's mind and making his desire even more real.
Yami looked over to the bed with a smile. His light was doing his best not to touch himself, and almost succeeding with his hands placed tightly in his in his lap and an almost pained expression on his face.
"I think Yugi feels left out," he whispered to the Dark Magician. Strong arms released him as they both turned to take in their newest edition.
The Dark Magician approached him, gently pulling at the hem of his pajama shirt and lifting the garment over his head. Yami placed two hands on his bare chest, pressing him to lay back onto the mattress, his legs still dangling off the edge. The Dark Magician was careful and slow removing his pants, but soon the last vestiges of his security sat crumpled on the floor and he lay naked before their eyes, looking very thin and small.
Leaning forward, the Magician lay his warm body over the boy's, trapping his already hard member between them as he bit at Yugi's ear. Yugi shivered, unsure and a bit disappointed it was not Yami.
//Relax Aibou. Let him work, the Magician is talented in many ways.//
/R-right./
Standing to the side, Yami discarded his shirt before turning to watch. His light writhed and moaned as the Magician moved from his ear to his chest and on down, dipping playfully into his navel before attending to his weeping erection. Lapping at it in a very cat-like fashion sent Yugi into wonderful spasms of gasps and pleas.
Yami used his moment of solitude to dispose of his pants. Tossing them away. His eyes never left Yugi as he walked over to perch on the side of the bed above the distracted boys head. As the Dark Magician played, touching a teasing then backing off for just a breath, Yami watched. Reaching between his own legs, he wrapped a fist around his own pulsing organ, pumping slowly up and down to the rhythm of his light's cries.
Tiring soon of his own touches, Yami cast a meaningful look at the taller man presently tending to his other half. The Magician smiled at his lover's impatience but stepped away from the boy, just a bit, and waited for instruction. Yami grinned.
"I will be the one to take him," he stated proudly. It was a victory long awaited. It pleased him further to see his light nod through the fog of desire that surrounded him.
Stepping further away, the Magician waved a hand in invitation. He also knew Yami had little experience on this particular side of the bed, preferring usually to dominated in sex as he would not allow it in anything else.
Gracefully stepping between Yugi's pale legs, he ran his hand lightly over the boy's chest before letting it rest on his heated cheek. Gently he leaned over to place a kiss on Yugi's lips.
"Please," Yugi begged, desperation so clear it was painful.
"I will be gentle. Roll over Aibou." His hand fell to the boys hip, pushing him over onto his stomach and then helping guide him onto all fours. Sweat dripped from his brow as he concentrated on doing as told.
Too short to stand on the floor as he had seen Dark Magician do in many of their early encounter, Yami crawled onto the bed to kneel behind Yugi. Hesitating a moment, his doubts must have shown for soon a large hand of the magician rested firmly at the small of his back. The taller man had taken stance behind him and to the right to help guide him if need be. Yami was grateful.
The Magician offered him a tube of lubricant, cap already removed. Yami looked a bit questioningly at it and was about to take it when the taller man squeezed some onto his hand. It was slick as he wiped it around on his fingers, assuming the amount sufficient, he turned back to Yugi's presented bottom. Running one finger down the crevice between the two white globes he let it rest on the tight ring of muscles for just a moment before forcing it inside.
It was too sudden. Yugi gasp in shock and Yami hesitated, ready to withdraw but finding his hand held in place by the Magician's.
"Be patient," he said.
/Aibou? Did I hurt you?/
//No. Go on Yami. I want...I need to be with you./
His desire pulsed between his legs, so close to Yugi's it was intoxicating. With slow deliberation he added another digit and then a third. Yugi wiggled and gasped but did not pull away.
"Go on," the Magician guided, letting him removed his fingers. Taking up the tube once again, the purple haired man coated Yami's length, resting his touched longer than necessary and becoming quite distracted by the soft feeling of flesh beneath his hands. Reaching underneath Yami's organ he caressed the sensitive skin of his balls, moving on to massage them with skilled hands. Yami moaned, arching his back and losing the battle with his own desire.
Yugi let out a small sound, confused at the lack of action on Yami's part and hearing the moans behind him.
Yami stopped, bringing an arm up to smack lightly at the Magician's roaming hands. The man raised an eyebrow in response, but smiled. There would be time later. For now there was a kneeling virgin on his bed that had to be taken care of.
Said virgin was clutching tightly at the comforter, burying his face in its softness and trying to sort out the mass of sensations that flooded his mind. Soon Yami's burning touches returned to his skin.
/Ready Yugi?/
//Yes!//
The emphatic answer spurred him on. Allowing the Magician to guide him, he pushed his arousal past Yugi's tight entrance. Dark Magician pressed up behind him, keeping a tight hold on his waist, not letting him go to far too fast, giving Yugi time to adjust to the newness of it all. Finally his entire length was buried in the hot passage, and both of them sat perfectly still, unsure, unknowing, but perfectly content to have realized some small part of their destiny together.
Contented that Yami could proceed with little help, the Magician stepped back. Crossing his arms, he looked at the blissful picture that the two before him made. Perhaps he was unneeded in such a picture, for he would do nothing to disturb either of them. Yami was a friend and lover, a controller and someone to spend the nights with. Yugi was something even more, the one he would fight for, would die for. He would not disturb them.
"Let me," Yugi whispered, craning his neck at an awkward angle to meet the Magician's eyes, "do something. Please Dark Magician."
Such a request at such a time could not be ignored. The Magician glanced at Yami, who waited with closed eyes, noting the lack of rejection. Moving beside the bed, he placed a hand to Yugi's cheek, leaning over to kiss him lightly before taking a set in front of him.
"Do you know," the Magician started, but Yugi was already moving.
The youngest boy listened closely as Yami instructed him through their link. Slipping his small hand under the band of the Magician's pants, he pushed them down to reveal an erection of considerable size. The doubts that surfaced in his mind were pushed down by Yami's encouragement and promises of more to come. So much closeness now existed between the two halves that denial was impossible.
He ran his finger over the soft skin almost reverently. Dark Magician smiled at his curiosity and finesse, and also perhaps at the heir of experience he was attempting to fake. Yugi licked his lips, trying to take away the sudden dryness, before taking the pulsing organ into his mouth.
//Now what Yami?//
/Like a popsicle./
//Popsicle?//
/Yes./
Yami was finding it difficult to give direction while also trying to stay still long enough for Yugi to accomplish his task. Being inside the perfect little body did nothing for his self control. It was a moment of complete joy, and only this allowed him to wait.
The Magician moaned, and he opened his eyes to see exactly how his light was proceeding. Determining it to be fairly well, he too started to moved. Pulling out, he plunged back into Yugi, causing the boy to gasp around Dark Magician organ.
/Easy./
Feeling the lubricant at work, he moved in and out of the warm passage. Keeping in rhythm with Yugi's mouth's movements he shifted a enough to hit the spot he wanted. Yugi jerked up, eyes wide, leaving the Magician to his own devices as pure sensation filled his body and mind. He arched back, being held in place by hands on his hips.
The speed increased and Yugi was being pushed forward with each thrust. Beads of sweat ran down Yami's face, an expression of determination and concentration held there. Yugi's hands clutched at the Magician, trying to find a hold to keep his control, his short nails raked across the pale skin, leaving reddened trails in their wake. Lifting the shapely fingers, the purple haired man grasped them in his own. Lowering his mouth, he took one of the digits in it, once again displaying one of his many skills. Suddenly Yugi screamed.
"Yami!"
He came, spilling hot white seed onto the dark bedspread. His mind fled reality and soared into a bliss that he never knew existed. As the bright light passed, he felt Yami pull from him...still hard.
"Yami?" he whispered. Suddenly he felt very, very tired.
"Shhh, Aibou."
He felt himself being pulled into the Magician arms to be held safely in his lap. He let his head rest against the man's shoulder, trying to keep his eyes open long enough to apologize. He thought it hadn't gone quite right and it was confirmed as Yami knelt beside them on the bed and Dark Magician spoke to him.
"He's only a child."
"Yes," Yami answered, running a hand gently through Yugi's damp hair, and leaning over to kiss him softly on the lips.
"Sorry....so sorry...."
He was exhausted. This world took his energy if he exerted himself much while in it. He just had to stay awake...to let Yami finish...
"Its fine Aibou. Go on and sleep."
"Yami..."
"Sleep well Yugi," the Magician added.
//Yami!//
/I love you./
With a small smile on his face Yugi was consumed in a golden light. Slowly he faded from their sight, returning to the world he was to live his morning in.
The Magician stared for a moment at the place where the boy had been, then to the face of the other beside him. Purple eyes met his, still burning with a passion and desire the Dark Magician knew was not for him. It didn't matter.
Reaching out, the Magician grasped one tanned arm. Twisting around, he pushed Yami back against the mattress. Leaning down, he roughly captured his lips, distracting him long enough to fish a pair of handcuffs from under the mattress. Bringing the silver metal above his head, he bound Yami's wrists to the brass frame.
Falling back, he grinned at the beauty before him. Yami didn't struggle, his eyes were glazed over in passion and his face held a wanton expression. Unable to resist, the Magician leaned forward. His short hair tickled Yami's chest as he bit roughly at one hard nipple and then the other, letting his hand wander down to knead the firm skin of Yami's bottom.
Working his way down, Dark Magician spread the legs of his master. Now Yami did pull on the cuffs, wanting to touch and return what was being given.
"Magician!" he cried, voice low with need.
Dark Magician paid no heed, he would thank him later for taking control. Reaching between the other's legs, he brushed over Yami's tight entrance. He would enjoy this; they both would. Foregoing the hassle of lubricant, he pushed in one finger. Yami moaned as a second was added. Twisting them around, he located the spot that made him gasp.
"Do it!" Yami commanded. This time the Magician did not hesitate to obey. Lifting the shorter man's leg over is shoulder, he entered Yami with one smooth motion that left him buried completely inside the tight, pulsing channel. He smiled.
Moving swift and exact, he hit Yami's prostate each time, relishing the cries that filled the spirit room and delighted that it was still his name on the other's lips. He brought up a hand to run up and down Yami's erection in time with his own thrusts, each one pushing the pharaoh against the headboard and rattling the cuffs.
With one last thrust, they came in rare perfect unison, Yami crying a name not quite right and the Magician silent.
When the light cleared, Dark Magician released the bonds and rolled Yami into his warm arms.
"Thank you," Yami said in truthful gratitude, but a tears was slowly streaking down his cheek.
"You want to be with him."
"Yes."
"Do not cry master. One day you will love him in the world of the waking and it will be more than a--"
"Fantasy."
~end~
Notes: Ta da! Well, there you go. This was my first threesome and it was a pain in the you-know-what to write, so please be kind in your reviews. You are gonna review aren't you? Please? I'll let you keep the bed sheets...
Her Supreme Omni-potence,
Miko No Hoshi