Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Sway ❯ Just the Beginning ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Sway
Story by Kokoru, Song (At the end) by Vanessa Carlton
A/N: Okay, this is my VERY FIRST Yu-Gi-Oh! fic.. and, at some point, the way it's written changes a bit.. This is because I wrote a majority of this in a notebook.. And I suck horribly when writing via pen and paper.. Though, to me, the entire thing sucks big ugly ass.. And, as a warning, there *will* be a few fetishes here and there.. So, yeah, if you don't like that type of thing.. get the hell out.. Or, of course, read it and flame me.. I don't care.. Either way.. *shrugs*

Kokoru: *pokes her sleeping other half*.. -.-; Wake up!
Other half: *startled* Ee! *grumbles* What?!
Kokoru: Someone has to do the disclaimer.. And I'm already so distressed..
Other half: I get it.. Okay, listen people, we don't own anything 'cos we're losers, 'kay? Yu-Gi-Oh! and characters belong to.. uhh.. who ever they belong to.. O.o; If you sue us, though, all you'll get are our sucky cards.. THEY CAN'T HAVE MY DRAG-QUEEN ANCIENT ELF!
Kokoru: Go calm yourself.. -.-;

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Here he was, the greatest master of games, and he couldn't even solve the simple puzzle he was faced with at the moment. 'Not so simple anymore.' He though, almost hotly, to himself. It actually wasn't a puzzle, but more like a problem he found himself stuck to. Though, his idea to turn it into a puzzle seemed to have back-fired dramatically on him as he'd been there in the very same spot, the very same position, for the past few hours trying to work it out. And he was beginning to pay for it as his neck felt horribly knotted, and his arms and legs seemed to have fallen asleep on him. He tried to move his head, even a little, but it hurt too much for comfort, so he resolved to waking the rest of his body before tending to his little aches. He at least got his arms and hands awake. His legs, though, basically remained the way they were. He sighed. His shoulders ached a bit, too, and he reached a hand across to sooth it a bit.

He groaned slightly when he heard the familiar voice of his Aibou in his mind, /Yami? Are you okay? I.. I felt pain from you, and you've been a bit quiet for the past couple of hours../ He trailed off in his thought. //No need to worry, Aibou, I was just thinking is all, and I just forgot to move.// Yugi paused a moment before replying. /Maybe I could help? I'm no expert but I know a thing or two that might do some good./ Yami's face flushed slightly as a few dirty thoughts ran across his mind about what his light just said. He licked his lips a minute then smiled. 'The solution to the puzzle, maybe?' He chided to himself. //I'll be out in moments, my Aibou.//

Yami blinked his eyes, them quickly adjusting to the darkness of Yugi's room. //Why no lights, Aibou?// He looked at him on his bed and smiled slightly. Yugi looked around blankly, immediately after hearing his darkness' voice in his mind. /Oh! Um, sorry about that. I meant to turn them on. Heh. I kind of dozed off a bit there../ Yami's expression darkened a bit at hearing this. //If I'm troubling you, Aibou--// Yugi interjected quickly, /Nonsense! You'd never trouble me, my Yami./ He let out a little giggle as he stood up from his bed and stretched slightly, groping out the walls for the light switch. He flicked it on and giggled, again, at the sight of Yami before him. He looked terribly distraught and tense. He padded over to him and motioned for him to kneel as he went to the back of him. Yami jumped slightly at the feel of Yugi's warm hands on his bare forearms, but soon shivered pleasurably as his light's hands slowly worked away the discomfort there. He whimpered when the precious hands left his skin, thinking that the wonderful treatment was over.

He yelped loudly, though, as Yugi's nimble fingers went to unhook the buckles of his shirt. Yami grabbed his hand as he touched the very bottom buckle, simply holding it within his own. /Gomen ne, my Yami. You'll have to take off your shirt if you want me to tend to your shoulders and back./ Both teen's faces had turn slightly pink at the thought of bare flesh, and Yami let go of Yugi's hand. //Alright then, Aibou.// He made quick work of his leather shirt and the belt around his neck, letting his light go back to work on his shoulders. His head lolled to the side slightly at the comfort the little one gave him. And, even though he would never tell him, he loved the kinder image of himself with all of his heart. It probably was a bit narcissistic of him to end up falling in love with someone who resembled him, even if it was just through looks. And even then there were differences.

He gasped loudly as it soon registered to him that Yugi's warm lips were pressed gently to the side of his head, directly below his ear, as his hands continued to knead his shoulders. His body tensed up, and he could feel his light frown against him. /Yami../ He thought warningly. /Maybe you should lie up on my bed. I'm sure it'll feel much better that way./ Yugi helped him stand as he made his way to the bed and lay on it, putting his head on his crossed arms neatly. The littler one got up on top of Yami, straddling his leather-clad hips to get better access to his back and neck. Doing this, though, seemed to have simply aroused his darker half, causing him to shudder. "Aibou." He hissed out at him through his teeth. "Do you know what you're--" Yugi shushed him with a simple 'shh', and made good work of his back and lower shoulders, running feather light touches over his spine every now and then. When he was sure that his Yami was relaxed, he rolled him over onto his back after getting off him.

Yami blushed profusely at the thought of Yugi seeing the slight bulge in his front, but quickly remembered the constricting leather pants he wore kept it back. 'And it hurts, too.' He thought bitterly, trying to cool himself before Yugi would really notice. The subject of which was studying him slightly, his small arms crossed and one of his eye brows raised in contemplation. He then reached out with both hands to the buckle of Yami's pants, and before he could unclasp it, Yami's hand shot out and grabbed his wrists. //A-aibou! Why are you trying to--// "Because, if I'm going to get to your legs you'll have to take off your leather pants." Yugi shook his hands free of Yami's grip and, before his darkness could catch him again, he undid his pants and went to slide them off his legs. //But I'm not wearing anything under--// Again he was cut off, but this time because his Aibou had already taken his pants passed his knees. /It's alright Yami, we're both guys. Besides, you know I'll be mature about this./ Yami, though, seemed to have caught the evil glint in Yugi's eyes, as he started to blush slightly. He shook it off, though, as Yugi completely removed his pants, getting his shoes in the process. 'There really isn't a way around this, is there?' He mused. //Can I at least cover up, Aibou?!// He demanded. Yugi giggled and reached over to his pillows, grabbing one and handing it to Yami.

Yugi sat down near Yami's legs and got a good look at his full body before he put the pillow in the way. 'There's a naked Yami in my bed.' He thought absently, giggling at how naïve it seemed to have sounded. Yami, though, took it as an insult toward him. //What's so funny?!// He growled through their link. /Oh, nothing Yami, just a funny thought I had./ Yami sighed. //Could I be told this thought you've had?// It rang in Yugi's mind a bit irritably, and Yugi's cheerful mood dimmed slightly. 'Maybe he really won't want what I'm planning. But.. I'll try anyway.' He smiled at his darker half. /Now that I think about it, it's really not as funny as I thought./ Yami raised a brow. //Really now? I still want to hear it.// His Aibou started massaging at his ankles, working at a slow, heavy pace, fingers only moving upward every so often. /If you really want to../ He let a mental sigh pass through their link. /I'd thought, simply, 'There's a naked Yami in my bed.'/ He giggled again as his thoughts dwelled on it once more. Yami only blushed at it, his eyes flicking momentarily at the pillow as his arms moved to his sides.

Yugi frowned as he finished kneading his legs to the knee cap. He could tell that Yami was still tense up, and he'd done everything that he knew how to do. Then a thought came to him, and he smiled to himself. 'Well, it's now or never, I guess.' And he slowly moved up the other's body, his hands lightly brushing up against his bare sides. /You're still so tense, Yami. What's the matter..?/ He blinked down at him innocently, and Yami fell for it. Yami gulped, his mind racing on what to say. 'I should just tell him. Now doesn't seem so bad a time.' //Aibou, I.. // A soft blush tinted his cheeks. //Aibou, I'm gay.// He thought hastily, waiting for him to say something. Yugi's eyes locked with Yami's as he chuckled. But before Yami could take it as offensive, Yugi had pressed his lips to Yami's own. /Good./

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Of course, just to be mean, TBC.. Hehe.. No lemon.. you get to wait.. ^^;

Could you tell where it stopped sucking majorly and started to not suck so bad? If not then I won't tell ya.. ^_~ Um, reviews nicely wanted, thanks.. Flames as well.. I can always deal.. >D