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The sun had not yet risen, the only light in the room were the brief lines of illumination from the city lights outside the apartment complex.
Yugi was fast asleep, having passed out eagerly after exercising, knowing he would soon see Atem after weeks of being separated. He knew how important Atem's career was, but it never stopped being difficult to be away from him so often.
Sometimes Yugi wished to crawl inside Atem's luggage and just go with him. He was pocketsized. It could work.
But obviously unrealistic.
So could anyone blame him for laying it on thick to get his boyfriend and dominant's attention? He hoped not.
Was he actually a brat? Probably. Was he cruel? No. He knew Atem's boundaries and knew when to stop before it became too much. He also trusted Atem to communicate honestly if he ever didn't like something. They had a safe word.
But the truth was that it was all a game to them.
A game that would quickly come to a climax sooner rather than later as the door crept open silently, intending on not disturbing Yugi's slumber.
That is, until the bed dipped and the older man slipped under the covers with him and wrapped an arm around his middle from behind.
Slow, wet and hot kisses from his bare shoulder to his neck had Yugi stirring, but not quite fully awaken just yet.
What did it was the hand that wandered down between his legs and inside his briefs, expertly finding his soft cock and rubbing it with slow, purposeful movements.
"Mmm," Yugi moaned as he gradually came to, head falling back into warmth and a familiar strong shoulder as he pressed his hips into the pleasant feeling. "At'm?"
A loving kiss was pressed to his cheek and Yugi's lips sleepily curved upwards. Words were spoken along his skin. "Who else would it be?"
The hand gradually worked his cock to life, getting it chubby and hard under the soft jerking of Atem's expert hand. Pleasure spiked up his spine, tingling his toes and causing Yugi to tremble.
"Katsuya?" Yugi halfheartedly joked with a soft moan, eyes shutting as his body warmed further.
Atem froze. His mouth. His hand.
Suddenly off balance, Yugi's eyes opened. The hand that had been pleasuring him lifted to Yugi's throat, carefully measuring it.
"Did you really moan another man's name in our bed?" Atem growled deep from his chest and Yugi's heart quickened, his windpipe pressed tightly. He struggled to breathe as goosebumps littered his arms.
"N-No," he answered with difficulty. "I was just kidding."
Atem tightened his hand on Yugi's throat once more, cutting his oxygen off completely and making Yugi's head go fuzzy, only to release him a couple of seconds later.
Yugi inhaled greatly, now completely awake, and his entire body shuddered with anticipation.
Atem rolled him over to climb in between his legs, pressing along Yugi's still very hard erection.
"I think you've joked enough this week, don't you?" Atem taunted, voice dark as he hovered over Yugi. "And you've lost your manners again. Do you not want this anymore? Would you rather I remove your collar and let you run free to moan any other man's name whenever it would please you?"
"No, Sir!" Yugi gasped with horror. "No. Please don't."
Atem pressed a little harder against him. Yugi's breath hitched and stars flew across his eyes, cheeks warming.
"That's better," Atem said, deep voice returning to a smooth chocolate that immediately had Yugi feeling floaty. He leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to Yugi's lips. "You better make up for what you did to me this week."
"I will, Sir," Yugi promised and chased Atem's mouth when he drew up and away again. It had been so long since he had been kissed by the man.
"Is that so?" Atem asked and sat back to grab Yugi's wrists. He put them up toward the headrest where cuffs were already hanging. Yugi let him restrain him willingly, as he had done this many, many times before.
Once attached, Atem caressed his arms down to his chest, where his fingers bunched in the black tank Yugi had been sleeping in.
Atem had always been pretty strong. Sexily so. But recently he'd gone to the gym a lot more than years previous and his biceps had grown even bigger.
So when all he had to do was bunch up the fabric of Yugi's tank and rip it from his body, Yugi nearly had an out of body experience.
"Oh god."
Atem immediately latched onto a nipple without any warning, sucking and grazing his teeth across it. Yugi's spine arched and a cry left his lips, overcome with how good it felt to be touched like this.
After waiting so long.
It didn't take long for Atem to press the bulge in his pants along Yugi's own, creating a delicious friction when Atem thrusted into him with every slurp and bite to Yugi's chest, seemingly intoxicated.
Marks were surely going to be apparent around his nipples, as they hurt quite badly when Atem made them. Yugi welcomed it with cries and squirms along the sheets.
"What are you going to do to make it up to me?" Atem asked roughly as he lifted up to press his forehead along Yugi's.
Even in the dark, Atem's intense gaze burned him. Yugi swallowed over a dry mouth.
"Use me. Fill me. Come in me. Like I'm just a hole for you."
"Mmm," Atem hummed as he thrusted upward into Yugi again, pulling another moan out of him. "But that's what you are, aren't you? Just a pretty little hole for Sir's cock."
"Y-Yes, Sir."
Atem trailed his lips over Yugi's cheekbone and drew closer to his mouth. "Say it. Say you're Sir's pretty little hole."
Yugi's heart pounded, his wrists bound, chest hurting and his cock throbbing with need.
His eyes shut against the humiliation, cheeks flaming. "I'm Sir's pretty little hole."
"That's right," Atem praised warmly. "Such a good boy when you want to be."
And then Atem kissed him, hard and urgent with lips molded together sloppily. Yugi attempted to keep up, but was helpless when Atem fiercely pushed his tongue into his mouth.
Yugi whimpered into the kiss, fingers and toes curling tightly. God, he'd missed him so much. He'd do or say whatever Atem wanted to keep him there.
After a moment of heavy kissing, Atem seemed to be unable to wait anymore. He stripped both of them naked and grabbed the lube from their bedside drawer.
Yugi mewled at the long, familiar fingers that prepared him. His body clenched and sucked on them appreciatively, gaining praises from the older man until eventually Atem pulled them out to replace them with his heavy, hot cock.
Yugi sucked in a sharp breath, the burning pain of being filled after so long leaving him winded and tense.
But Atem was used to this and he knew Yugi's body better than anyone. He settled in between Yugi's thighs and slammed into him harder than Yugi had been prepared for. It was ruthless and his voice bounced off the walls with both pleasure and torture.
"Damn, you feel so good around my cock, baby," Atem rasped, holding one of Yugi's thighs in a firm grip, quickly building a quick pace.
"So good," Yugi moaned, nails digging into his palms. "So good. Ah, Atem!"
Atem froze for a second time. And it took a second too long for Yugi to realize why.
"What did you just call me?" Atem asked, suddenly sounding angry and it shot through Yugi like a bullet.
"S-Sir, I—"
"You fucking know better than that," Atem scolded and for a moment, Yugi was fearful he'd pull out completely. "Is this too much for you tonight?"
"No, Sir. No, I swear. I want this."
"You're going to have to prove it because so far, you've done a terrible job of convincing me."
"I'm sorry, Sir."
"I'm sure you are," Atem said simply, darkly. "But not as sorry as you will be."
Yugi didn't need to know what he meant, because Atem slid almost all the way out, letting the tip press gently against the ring of tight muscle, before slowly pushing back in.
He did it over and over again until Yugi built up a sweat for an entirely different reason.
"Please, Sir," Yugi pleaded, wanting and needing him to go faster. Harder. Like before.
Atem gripped Yugi's throat again, holding him there steadily as he continued his slow movements. "You're in no position to make demands tonight, sweetheart. Not after everything you pulled this week."
"S-Sir," Yugi whined pathetically, eyes watering as his body fought to claim any sort of pleasure like before. But it was too slow and Atem had too great of discipline.
"Say it again." Atem shifted slightly, enough to drag against Yugi's walls in a teasingly slow manner.
"Sir," Yugi breathed, watching Atem as he stared down at him as if he could see and command his very soul.
"Good boy," Atem murmured, but he didn't sound as warm as before. And he didn't go any faster. "Again."
But before Yugi could get a word out, Atem unexpectedly slammed all the way in, pulling a sharp gasp from his lungs broken by a cry. Every nerve ending sparks at once.
"S-Sir—" Yugi pleaded desperately.
Atem's hand loosened along his throat and he ghosted fingers along Yugi's flushed skin. "That's my good boy. Again."
"Sir!" The name was jerked out of his mouth with another sharp thrust. But this time, it hit Yugi's prostate and instantly shattered any hope of keeping his hold over his upending climax.
"Oh god, Sir. Please," he cried, eyes shut as his back arched from the intense pleasure of it.
"Please what, baby?" Atem asked with a light chuckle, thumb swiping at the drool collecting at the crease of Yugi's mouth.
Yugi's eyes open in time to see Atem push himself back up, take a good hold of Yugi's thighs to hoist him up, and slip deeper into him.
Yugi moaned loudly, nails biting his palm as he was held mercilessly in the dom's arms.
"Use your words, baby," Atem taunted as he thrusted into him, hitting that spot over and over, knowing full well he was setting Yugi up for failure.
When all that left Yugi's mouth was useless gibberish, Atem chuckled darkly again.
"Can't joke anymore now can you, sweetheart?"
A hand reached down to roll Yugi's nipple between long fingers, knuckles pinching, until heat and pain competed with the pleasure of Atem's slams of his cock.
By that point, Yugi could not think. His brain was incredibly overwhelmed and his nerves were all white hot. Tears pricked at his eyes and he couldn't control the erratic, embarassing sounds that left his mouth.
But he tried and failed anyway. "P-Please, Si—Sir, I—"
Atem groaned when Yugi's walls clenched around him tightly.
"Please, Sir," Yugi attempted again, sweat clinging to his skin from desperation. "I need to come. Please. I've been good."
"Oh, I don't think so," Atem countered breathlessly. "Not yet. Look at you. All messy already and you haven't even apologized."
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry, Sir."
Atem chuckled with dark amusement. "Do you even know what you're apologizing for or are you just saying that to appease me so I'll let you come?"
His pace never faltered, thrusting into Yugi and breaking him piece by piece until he was nothing but the pretty little hole Atem wanted him to be.
That Yugi wanted to be.
Yugi cried out again when Atem threw a leg over his shoulder and pushed so far in that Yugi was sure it hit his navel. Yugi's vision blurred and he trembled as the white hot coil within threatened to let loose.
His cock bounced and leaked on his stomach, red and swollen, completely untouched.
Yugi tensed and threw his head back, eyes squeezed shut, as he hissed, "I can't hold it, Sir!"
Atem drew forward, thrusting even deeper without stop, proving once again that he was in control of the situation. "Yes, you can. You'll come when I say you come." He kissed Yugi soft and tenderly. "Be good for me."
Yugi sobbed into the kiss, spine rigid, lips trembling. "G-good. I'll, ah, be good."
The brief moment of sweetness was broken when Atem slammed in even harder, thighs slapping against Yugi's harshly as if setting him up for failure. Yugi groaned and his breaths quickened into short little rasps.
A tear fell from one of his eyes and Atem, always watching, caught it with a reverent kiss.
"Look at you, my little crybaby. All cock drunk and desperate to come on my cock after being without so long." The wetness of Yugi's tears and Atem's mouth smeared with every word on Yugi's cheek. "I bet you'll come from just my cock, won't you?"
More tears fell uncontrollably and Atem lifted a hand to swipe at one that reached Yugi's mouth, pace still brutal and unrelenting.
"Show me that smart mouth of yours," Atem rasped and Yugi barely understood as he obediently parted his lips to welcome whatever Atem would give him.
Two of Atem's fingers slipped inside and flattened Yugi's tongue. It made Yugi drool instantly, the saliva dripping out the corners of his mouth.
"That's it," Atem praised darkly in a rush. "Cry on it. Just like you're crying on my cock."
Yugi could do nothing but take it, mind nothing but a buzz now as Atem pushed past his knuckles until his fingers reached the back of Yugi's throat.
Yugi gagged immediately, eyes tearing up even more. The heat intensified, the overwhelming feeling of submission making him sob around Atem's fingers.
But Atem stared down at him like Yugi had given him a gift. "That's right, my pretty crybaby. Choke on Sir's fingers."
The next gag was embarassingly loud. The dom seemed delighted by it, pace faltering as he focused more on filling Yugi's mouth simultaneously as he filled him with his cock.
Yugi attempted to moan around the fingers stuffed in his mouth, but it came out garbled and caused more and more saliva to drip in a thick layer of drool toward his neck.
"Fuck, you're so good for me. Take it. Drown on me, baby," Atem rasped, only pulling back slightly to let Yugi breathe before pushing them back in so quickly, Yugi gagged again.
Atem was thoroughly mesmorized, staring fondly down at his sub as he synced up his fingers and thrusts to ruin him. "You're so beautiful like this. Look at your tears for me. Breathtaking."
Yugi sobbed, broken moans and gags filling the room in an obscene show of control and submission.
Only when he seemed satisfied, did Atem remove his fingers and drop his hand down between their sweaty bodies. Yugi gasped for breath during his moment of freedom, throat burning, only for it to be strangled out of him when a firm grip wrapped around his neglected, weeping cock.
He flinched like he'd been electrocuted.
"Oh, you poor baby," Atem cooed, smirking. "So sensitive and wound up now. I should make you wait even longer."
Yugi shook his head frantically at the idea, tears still falling and streaking his cheeks. "Please, no! Sir, please! I can't wait any longer."
Atem stroked him gently, slowly, base to tip and Yugi thought he may come just from that alone.
"Of course you can," Atem told him sadistically, before jerking him properly and sending Yugi into a squirming mess on the damp sheets. His eyes flickered to Yugi's tight, taut and messy face. "Come for me, baby."
Yugi's orgasm ripped through him like something had been set loose, an explosion of pleasure that had him pouring come all over his belly, dripping down toward his back in heavy waves.
His body clenched around Atem's cock, intending on milking him dry, forcing Atem to push even harder to withstand the expulsion.
Atem groaned, nails biting into Yugi's hip to hold him still, speaking through teeth. "Fuck my hand."
Yugi could barely think, hips stuttering as he thrusted his cock up into Atem's come slicked hand.
When he exhausted himself, Yugi's body loosened, but Atem didn't let up. He quickened his pace again, driving deep inside, as his hand tightened around Yugi's shaft and jerked him faster.
Yugi's body tensed all over again, now over sensitive and helpless. "No, no, no, no!"
"Too much, baby?" Atem asked and Yugi cried, fiercely trying in vain to get away from the overstimulation.
More come spilled from Yugi's cock unwittingly and Atem smiled. "What a good boy you are. Still crying for me, hm?"
Yugi could barely hear him, eyes shut and belly seizing and spasming.
"It's too much! Too much, Sir!"
"Mmm," Atem moaned, undeterred, rubbing his thumb over the sensitive, purpled head of Yugi's cock, smearing come and enjoying the way Yugi twitched and seized under him. "Don't hold it in. Give me it all."
Yugi clenched his teeth, face hot and wet, hair damp from sweat and leaked tears. Another spasm rocked through him as Atem fucked him harder into the mattress, hitting his prostate expertly each time.
"Too much, too much, too much!" Yugi whined over and over again, hissing and gasping and clenching tightly around Atem's cock still pushing inside of him without stop.
Atem's thrusts became more erratic, faltering in rhythm. And when he pulled away completely, Yugi whimpered from the loss, confused and relieved all at the same time.
But Atem sat back on his knees, looking like a god as he fisted himself until he groaned and spilled all over Yugi's messy body, it mixing with his own come and dripping down his balls towards his empty, gaping hole.
"Fuck," Atem shuddered, breath ragged, with his hand bracing himself on Yugi's thigh to keep himself upright.
When his eyes lifted to meet Yugi's next, they were wild and unlike anything Yugi'd seen before.
Atem climbed over him then and pressed his dirty fingers into Yugi's mouth. "Clean them."
Yugi obeyed immediately, brain too mushy to even think about it. Their mixed come was salty upon his tongue.
He then unhooked Yugi's sore wrists, setting them free and caressing the sore skin gently for the moment. Yugi was thankful of it, for he hadn't realized how much he'd squirmed in order to make them hurt.
But Atem kept them above his head regardless, pinned to the mattress with intention. "Don't move them."
Yugi nodded, eyes bleary. Atem released his wrists to snake down and hike Yugi's hip up around his waist, eyes dark and still incredibly wild.
It took the rest of Yugi's breath away.
"If you thought your punishment was over, you were very wrong, sweetheart."
Realizing too groggily that Atem intended to have a second round so quickly, Yugi panicked.
"No!" Yugi cried, slamming his thighs shut and tight around Atem's waist so he couldn't move either. His breaths came out in short, anxious gasps.
Atem's brows furrowed as he looked Yugi over with trained eyes. "No? Too much?"
Yugi trembled. "Sir, I can't possibly—just give me a minute or—"
"That's not how this works, baby," Atem told him softly and kissed him, a stark contrast to his words. "You don't get to decide when we are done." His hand slipped tenderly over Yugi's thigh.
Yugi's breath shuddered, heart racing in his chest. A moment of clarity crept in for a moment and he blinked, staring up at Atem who stared back, waiting idle for that single word.
That one word that would put an end to the game.
And it was there on Yugi's tongue, so close he could taste it: red.
"No?" Atem questioned curiously, voice deep and rough. "Then how about this? I'm going to count to three. Say it or I'm not stopping."
Yugi's eyes widened, breath hitching and brain spinning.
It was too much. He was so oversensitive.
"One."
The word was right there. He could say it. Atem would stop and they could cuddle the rest of the nigh—
"Two."
But this was what he'd been after. This… all consuming, nervending, white hot pleasure and connection he'd been craving for weeks. Months even.
In the end, Yugi's mouth parted, but unable to form a word.
"Three." Atem waited one more heartbeat, gaze intent on Yugi's face in a searching manner. When the silence in the room continued, Atem smirked knowingly. "That's what I thought. Now, open those legs for me."
Yugi was slow to move, but he slipped his thighs apart, letting them fall on either side of Atem's waist in nervous welcome.
Satisfied, Atem slipped their cocks together in an effort to harden them up again.
It was wet and slick and obscene. And each drag of hand made Yugi jump, shooting electric sparks up his spine that amused Atem to no end.
When Atem's once again hard cock slipped lower to push at Yug's tender, slick entrance, he moved deliberately slow, watching Yugi's every twitch and sharp intake of breath.
The rough drag across Yugi's sensitive walls pulled a broken whine from his lips that Atem kissed off of him.
Once completely sheathed inside of Yugi, Atem stilled, letting it throb dangerously and filling Yugi with so much anxiety and stretch that his breath stuttered multiple times.
"Keep me warm," Atem commanded softly, nuzzling at Yugi's sweaty cheek. "Don't move."
"But S-Sir—" he squirmed a little with his complaint and Atem hooked his hand better around Yugi's thigh, holding him impossibly open to accommodate his deep position.
"Hush," Atem scolded and Yugi's mouth fell shut. "You said you'd make it up to me. So stay still for me."
Yugi tried his best, even holding his breath for a moment, but as Atem shifted less than a centimeter, it was beyond Yugi's control when his walls fluttered in response.
"Such a brat," Atem muttered and buried his face in Yugi's neck, biting and sucking hard enough to leave bruises. "I said stay still."
And good god Yugi tried. He really did. But Atem was sinful with his purposeful movements and touches, with his kisses and licks. Yugi clenched around him without even thinking about it.
Atem drew back, eyes dark and dangerous as he met Yugi's guilty gaze.
"I'm sorry, Sir. I didn't mea—"
"Oh, but you did," Atem countered. "You told me it was too much and yet you're laying here pratically fucking yourself on my cock." Atem slapped at his thigh, making Yugi jolt. "Such a little brat. What happened to my good boy, hm?"
"I'm sorry, Sir," Yugi couldn't help but breathe.
Atem ever so slowly pulled his cock out until only the head remained. Yugi whimpered.
"I spoil you too much, don't I? To the point that you think I'll just give you what you want when you're bad. Tell me."
"N-No, Sir." Yugi's breath shuddered. His heart hammered.
Atem chuckled and pressed back into him, allowing Yugi to feel every throbbing inch of Atem's cock. "Don't lie to me."
"M'not," Yugi insisted but even he didn't believe it.
Atem sighed and then stopped when he was deep inside again, pressing deliciously along nerves that threatened to wake up again.
Yugi whined when he didn't move again.
"If you want more, you'll need to ask for it. For now, stay still."
"Please," Yugi begged. "Please, Sir."
"Please, hmm?" Atem hummed, kissing down his jawline toward his ear. "Is that all you have to offer me?"
Yugi squirmed at the tickly feeling of Atem's lips at his earlobe. Atem huffed, breath hot in his ear, making Yugi gasp and giving him goosebumps.
"Wrong answer," Atem stated. "Now keep Sir's cock warm. Breathe if you need to. But I won't be giving you anything until you're good for me."
Yugi sobbed, body stretched wide and fingers gripping the pillow under his head tightly. "I'm trying, Sir. I'm trying."
"Not very well, I'm afraid," Atem murmured hotly across his skin. "Show me how good you can be for me."
"I'm good," Yugi promised with a whine.
"No more whining," Atem said with another slap to his thigh. Yugi jolted at the sudden pain, clenching harder around Atem's immobile cock. "Breathe. Count."
Atem kissed his shoulder as Yugi whispered the first "one."
He breathed in. Then out. "Two."
Atem caressed down his thigh, spreading his cheek open more, pushing in a little more.
Yugi's next breath shuddered. "T-three."
"That's it," Atem praised in a whisper. "More. All the way to ten."
"F-Four," Yugi breathed out. It was helping, but now that his body was relaxing, the sensitivity was gradually transforming into that warm pleasure again. It sparked through his body and his own cock twitched with interest.
"Mmm," Atem hummed again, reaching his lips again as he knew exactly what was happening. He kissed the word five off of Yugi's mouth.
Then, without warning, Atem drew back to slam into him. It forced the rest of Yugi's breath out and he cried out in shock, in pain and pleasure.
"Don't move," Atem growled, pressing him down against the mattress. "You move, I stop."
Yugi held his breath, fearful to move and lose out on the incredible feel of Atem fucking him again.
Atem slammed back in, biting at his neck, hand slipping up Yugi's arm and finding his fingers.
Yugi whimpered and his body tensed up without meaning to.
Atem stopped immediately. Yugi could have cried.
"Brat," Atem called him, the word said with irritation that stung and sprung tears to Yugi's eyes.
Yugi trembled. "I'm sorry, Sir."
"You keep saying that, but you keep moving anyway," Atem stated flatly. "Thank me for not fucking you."
Yugi was desperate to get back into Atem's good favor. "Thank you for not fucking me, Sir."
When Atem pulled out of him completely, Yugi shivered from the sudden loss, hole gaping with nothing to hold onto it.
"Turn over."
Yugi could barely move, but he did his best. Atem was surprisingly patient with him and waited for him to roll over.
His back was pushed down and Atem's newly slicked fingers found his exposed hole instantly.
Yugi cried out, nearly biting his lip in the process. Atem pushed them in until he met knuckle, curling and finding a pace that had Yugi shaking.
"Tell me you're sorry," Atem told him softly and somehow Yugi heard him over the roar of the blood in his ears.
"S-Sorry, Sir!"
Atem's fingers scissored him before pushing back in and pressing along his swollen prostate with precision and intent.
Yugi felt that hot coil pull tight once more, quicker this time, his vision blackening. "S-Sir! Sir, I can't—"
Atem's fingers didn't let up. "Don't."
Yugi sobbed into the sheets, clenching them in fists by his face. His spine tightened, teeth gritting.
"Brats don't get to come," Atem told him darkly.
But it was more difficult to hold it this time and before Yugi knew it, he was coming, cock untouched, with his toes curling and a long drawn out moan.
Atem's fingers withdrew immediately, staving off the rest of Yugi's orgasm, leaving him empty and spasming over nothing and left unfulfilled.
His lifted rear was immediately struck with a harsh slap, drawing a sob from Yugi's mouth.
"Did I say you could come?" Atem growled and smacked the other side with just as much force.
Yugi apologized profusely, tears streaming down his face as Atem continued to land blow after blow.
Only when Yugi's skin was on fire and Atem was supposedly satisfied, did he fill him up with his hard cock once more and began driving into him with brutal force.
His hand braced himself on Yugi's shoulder, pushing him down to fuck him senseless until Yugi couldn't think anymore. Couldn't talk.
He was left with unintelligible sounds and broken cries.
"That's my good boy," Atem praised through his teeth. "Feel so good. Come again like you did. On my cock this time."
Yugi cried and at first, his body protested Atem's command. But somehow, he found his release quick and forceful shortly after.
He painted the bed more, quick little spurts, as his walls clenched tightly around Atem's cock.
"Oh fuck, oh Yugi baby," Atem moaned, gripping him tight as his thrusts grew irregular. "Good boy. You're gonna make Sir come—"
Atem slammed hard into him with his climax, filling Yugi up with loads of his hot come. Yugi thrusted back into it instinctively, desperate for more. Desperate to milk Atem dry.
Atem shuddered and fell upon his back, cheek upon Yugi's spine, breathing hard and hot along Yugi's sweaty skin. "Good boy," Atem murmured again. "You made me come. What a good boy you are. Tell me, baby."
"Good boy," Yugi echoed automatically, letting the praise wash over him and spread warmth throughout his body.
"That's right, you're so good," Atem continued. He pulled out of him gently and Yugi whined at the loss.
Atem fell beside him and guided him down to lay next to him, allowing his body to become lax and pliant for a moment.
Atem covered him with kisses, wiped his tears, and masssaged and caressed his body lovingly. Yugi mewled and arched into him, head falling into his shoulder.
"Such a sweet baby," Atem crooned softly, hand tenderly trailing over his hip.
"Mmm," Yugi arched back into him at the soft touch. "Sir…"
He was groggy and his mind wasn't completely back yet, but he was warm against Atem and he wanted that warmth everywhere he could get.
"Yes, sweetheart?" Atem kissed along his temple. "What do you need?"
"More."
Atem paused, hand faltering near his thigh. "More, you say? So greedy."
Yugi pressed back into his heat again, whining softly. "So empty."
Atem chuckled and nipped at his earlobe. "Empty? Is this what you need?"
He snaked a hand between their bodies to find Yugi's tender entrance, pressing the released, leaked come back inside of Yugi's body.
Yugi moaned, lips parting wetly. Atem smiled along his neck.
"You're so perfect," he murmured and fingered him gently. "So wet and sweet."
After all of that, he was still so sensitive and sore, but Yugi couldn't help it. He loved how warm and soft this now was. Such a contrast from before.
"You're going to come for me again," Atem told him, voice low.
"I can't," Yugi automatically said, unsure if he'd be able to come again. He just liked the feeling of Atem's long, expert fingers inside of him, keeping his come there.
Atem curled his fingers, pressing along Yugi's overused prostate and sending sparks up Yugi's body. Every nerve in his body tingled with heat.
"You will," Atem said anyway.
Yugi moaned, pressing down into Atem's fingers, in fact just as greedy as Atem had claimed for more of him. To feel that slick glide and gentle touch and soft kisses.
It wasn't even about coming anymore really. It was just about being His and His only.
As Atem played with him, his other hand caressed Yugi's body as if he was the most precious of all treasures.
Yugi was addicted to this feeling. Desperate for it. That was why it was so difficult to let him go when he traveled. He needed this feeling like he needed to breathe. And Atem knew that just as well.
Weakly, Yugi lifted his arm, finding Atem's hair and holding him gently as Atem sucked another bruise along his throat.
"Mmm, so perfect baby," Atem praised again along his skin.
And it was a slower build this time, gradually gaining traction and pulling whimpers from Yugi's mouth as he got closer to edge once more. As the stimulation of Atem's fingers and hot mouth pulled at his senses until he was whimpering again, his nerves raw and too sensitive.
"Sir, I can't—" he tried again, but Atem kissed his cheek fondly.
"Mmm, just a little more sweetheart. Let me take care of you, hm?"
And his love and warmth wrapped around Yugi like nothing ever could. Yugi's thighs shook, body trembling and more of Atem's come leaked out of him with every movement, but he felt so safe and wanted and loved.
"Mhm, that's it baby. One more," Atem coaxed. "Give Sir one more."
Yugi's mouth parted in a gasp when the other hand slipped down to wrap around his cock, jerking him in that same gentle pace as his fingers moved deep inside.
"So good for me," Atem rasped, nose buried in Yugi's damp neck and inhaling. "So fucking good for me, baby."
When Yugi came next, it was slower with a deeper feeling, nearly pulling him under a wave. His back arched, spine tensing, as he moaned and drenched the bed with short ropes of come.
"There you are," Atem praised, working him through the intense orgasm, kissing him and showering him with a love that had fresh tears flooding to the surface.
Yugi's entire body went limp, muscles weakened, and Atem slowly removed both his fingers and his cock to wrap his arms around Yugi in a loving embrace.
When Yugi didn't respond, too tired to move or do anything now, Atem faltered and he lifted up and moved his face toward him.
Yugi's eyes blearily looked up at him, still feeling that floating feeling as before. His brain didn't want to work. He was warm and tired.
Atem smiled down at him, stroking his cheek. "Hey, don't sleep yet baby. Gotta clean you up."
But Yugi couldn't bring himself to open his eyes the next time he blinked, lids too heavy.
Switching into aftercare mode, Atem gently pulled him up into his arms and brought him into the bathroom where he filled the tub up with warm water.
Yugi's brain gradually returned to him, eyes blinking as he watched Atem fiddle with everything while keeping a keen eye on him just in case.
When Atem slipped inside the tub, Yugi made a coherent noise that brought relief to Atem's smile.
"You just lay there all pretty in the bubbles," Atem told him, words all warm and cozy. "I'll do everything else."
But Yugi didn't want to be in the tub alone. He didn't want to be out of Atem's arms just yet.
He grabbed his wrist with more strength than he'd had previously.
"With you," Yugi said pitifully, eyes big and pleading up at the man.
Atem chuckled. "How can I resist, hm?"
Atem climbed in behind him and Yugi instantly melted back into him. He let Atem wash him, relaxing in the embrace he'd missed so much, reveling in the love and care Atem always gave him. Especially in moments like this.
Once clean and dressed, Atem sat him on the soft chair near the bed and left him there with his favorite snacks and water, as he stripped the bed.
Yugi watched him, curled up under a blanket, strawberry pocky in his mouth. It felt like a dream to have Atem him back with him. After all that time.
He shivered, shaking a little from the overwhelming emotions racking through him all of a sudden. He knew it was mostly because he was coming down from their scene they'd just done and the fact he was tired, but he couldn’t stop it.
Atem returned to him once the bed was made and noticed immediately. He knelt down, fingers wiping away a stray tear.
"Oh, sweetheart. What's wrong?"
Yugi couldn't talk, throat constricted. He forgot about his snacks in his lap as he suddenly threw himself at Atem, sending the box flying to the floor.
Atem caught him with a soft, "Oh."
"I missed you," Yugi buried his nose in Atem's neck. "I know you leave often but it's so hard for me when you're gone."
"I know baby," Atem comforted, caressing his back and hair. "I know. I'm so very sorry."
"You don't need to be sorry," Yugi sniffled. "I know it's your job."
"It doesn't make it easy. On either of us."
Atem picked him up and brought him over to the bed, covering him up with the heavier blankets and wrapping him up in his arms to keep him from shivering.
He kissed him and reassured him, told him how much he loved him. His touch was grounding. His words, exactly what Yugi needed in that moment.
But of course, Atem knew that. He always knew.
"I love you," Yugi murmured into his warm, clean skin. "So much."
"I love you too, sweetheart," Atem said with a sigh, seemingly relieved that Yugi had finally relaxed. "Even when you test my patience."
Yugi huffed a laugh, belly muscles aching at the movement. "You love it."
"Mmm," Atem hummed as if debating the claim. He ended up chuckling softly and kissing Yugi's skin in response. "You're lucky I wasn't meaner."
Yugi's heart quickened at the thought and he drew back to meet Atem's eyes.
Atem stared back at him, lips curved upward softly into a gentle smile—a stark contrast from when he was dark and dangerous, threatening to make Yugi suffer.
Atem's eyes narrowed a little at the twinkle that appeared in Yugi's eyes. A twinkle he knew very well.
"You couldn't be mean if you tried."
Atem's eyebrow arched high. "Is that so? It's apparent I didn't punish you enough tonight."
Yugi couldn't help but smile, feeling lighter now that the heavy atmosphere had disappeared.
"Was that a punishment?"
Atem narrowed his eyes, though a smile tugged at his lips. "You're really something you know that? Trying to wake the beast after I fucked you senseless a few minutes ago."
Yugi kissed Atem then, slow and teasing, drawing a soft moan to leave Atem's lips. His arms tightened around Yugi, fingers tickling up his spine.
He kissed him back, just as slow, savoring the glide of lips and slick tongue. He rolled them over, hovering over Yugi once more and settling between his thighs.
When he pulled back, both were breathless and Yugi looked up at him through hooded eyes.
"It's four in the morning," Atem told him, voice deeper than before. "At this rate you'll never wake up in time for the local with Jou and you're going to be awfully sore."
Yugi's hands slid up Atem's strong back, a lazy smile pulling his lips. Atem's weight laid down a little heavier on him.
"I thought I wasn't going?"
Atem huffed lightly. "You're teasing me."
"Am I?"
Atem leaned down and captured him in a biting kiss that seared Yugi's mouth, spreading heat through his body in an instant.
He was already sore and tired. But they had a long time to catch up on.
Jou and the local could wait.
"Mmm, fuck me Sir," Yugi breathed against Atem's flushed lips.
Atem thrusted into him, sleep pants already bulging once more with excitement. He too, had felt the loss of their separation.
Atem's hand slid over his collarbone and up to his throat, squeezing it threateningly as his eyes grew dark once more.
"Say please."