There's something very strange about today. You can't really put your finger on it. You just ... feel strange. Feel something different. Something perhaps out of the ordinary. But just as you latch on to what's so different the feeling goes away completely. You forget what you were thinking about. And then you move on to whatever it was you were
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You want him...
....He wants you....
...Look at the way those hips sway. He is much like a siren, is he not? His is a call to be answered...
The priest stood up, quite possibly scaring those moving around him. He crossed the space between himself and Atem; hands at the smaller man's hips and guiding him until he were pressed between Seth and a wall just out of view.
"Pharaoh...." He began, his voice rougher than it should have been. his hands moved only barely upwards, demanding a touch and getting it as his thumbs came into contact with skin. And as he looked down into Atem's almost angelic face, he wondered why he hadn't dared give into the fountain of emotion he was experiencing now.
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Seth's quick actions startled even him, causing him to think something might have been severely wrong. His Priest rarely moved so quickly without something propelling the action. The press against the wall was more surprising still and it caused him to look up at the other man with wide eyes.
"Priest?" People were still around, even hidden as they were he was unsure of what the next move would make of the situation. The soft and slow movements caused a shameful shudder from him. "Seth-" He breathed out, unsure that he'd be able to make any clear decisions if this drew on.
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Is he as sweet as he feigns to be? the words in his head spurred him on, his lips falling to caress Atem's pulse point before sucking on it gently. He was sure with skin so soft as Atems that there would be a mark there for days.
....He just had to have him. To taste Atem all over and test that same sweetness under his tongue all over Atem's body.
Momentarily forgetting his position, his hand slipped from one of his Pharaoh's hips to settle between those barely-clad legs and stroked unceremoniously.
"Atem," He dared whisper, bsrely hearing himself over the torturous coos that he couldn't ignore any longer. Atem was his, and tonight he would prove it so.
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Slowly his hands moved up towards the man's chest, just in an attempt to feel him, to feel something rather than nothing. They clenched in his robes the moment that hand was on him, his legs spreading wider instinctively.
His lips parted with a quiet sigh that edged off into a moan. "Seth..."
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Watching him, she couldn't help but giggle a little, thinking he really was adorable today. Her hand stayed with her mouth, as if it could stifle the giggles that were inevitable whenever she looked at cute things.
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"Everything alright?"
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"y-yes, everything's fine. Just... just thinking about something..."
Him being concerned made him more cuter, if that were possible. So adorably in his chivalrousness.
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"Are you sure?"
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But....wait. He paused, slowing from an angry and crowd clearing stalking stride to more of a sedate pace. His eyes never left the other. He wasn't wearing pink, was he? No....no, he was dressed as obnoxiously as always. Silver chains reflected over the skin tight black leather. His hair seemed to stand out above it all as usual, soft and inviting as always. Kaiba's hands twitched, the brunet indulging in the memory of the feel of that hand through Atem's hair, how his eyes would soften and focus only on him...
Kaiba almost startled himself. Where the hell did that thought come from?
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The park was bright and cheery as he always remembered it being. He felt slightly out of place there without his friends dragging him from attraction to attraction.
When he finally locked eyes with Seto he felt a little relieved. A soft grin was quick to find his lips and he waved towards the other, wondering what kind of reaction it would provoke. Very public- he was betting Kaiba would walk away and he'd have to catch up as usual. Oh well.
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"You weren't scheduled for any exhibition duels today," he said quickly. Hopefully it would keep the other from noticing his behavior.
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He finished walking up towards the other soon afterwards, hands sticking in his pockets. "I can visit your park all I'd like." He said with a soft smirk.
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...Maybe she should of looked up what the side effects before she had done this.]
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As it is he's left lounging on the couch, having picked Cissnei to hang around today instead of the brunet. A magazine is left to sit on his lap as he's sitting cross legged.
Once he feels her eyes on her he looks up from it.]
Is everything okay?
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It's in...Well, something she can't read Of course.]
Yeah. Pegasus' gift basket packs a hell of a punch to it. [She stands up to go grab a water out of the minifridge, there for her, Mokuba, and Atem's convince, of course.]
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I wouldn't have touched that if I were you. [Trusting that man was a very foolish thing to do. Who knew what could have been in there. He was nearly surprised there weren't nails or needles in the food he gave them.
...but that did raise a good point. He was suddenly standing and looked a little worried.] Are you feeling alright? [Gods help that man if he'd done anything. Atem would rip him apart.]
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What was wrong with Atem? Did someone say something to him? Was one of their friends hurt? Maybe it was something Yuugi couldn't grasp but whatever it was it was the expression on Atem's face was making him cry now.
"Atem...?" He wiped at his own eyes. "Are you okay...?"
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That never sat well with him. Immediately he was on his feet and reaching out towards the other. "Aibou? What's going on?" The question about his own worries was completely disregarded.
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It wasn't working, the tears only slipped down his cheeks at a faster pace.
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