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Title: Retaliation
Author: studyingstones2
Pairing: Yami-no-Yuugi/Yuugi
Rating: R
Summary: 276 words, prompt: more of Torment
Disclaimer: Not mine.
He’s patient.
Carefully bides his time until the next big tournament, until Kaiba’s their opponent and his Other’s in control, and then he strikes.
Starts slow, runs his fingers through the Other’s hair as he’s always wanted to do, but never felt like he could. The Other’s hands were always in his hair anyway.
Brushes fingers along the skin of his Other’s arms and neck and chest and everywhere else.
And the Other gets very still, still flips over cards on his turn (and Yuugi’s watching with the back of his mind and he hasn’t seen him make a mistake yet), but his breathing slows and his eyes narrow and Yuugi starts to wonder if this might have been a bad idea.
He doesn’t stop though.
Brings his lips to the juncture of his Other’s shoulder and neck and sucks (hard, in the way his Other’s done to him so many times before), pulling a slight, purpling sort of bruise to the surface that Yuugi wonders if Kaiba can see, or if it’s visible to his own eyes only. (He, after all, is only visible to his Other.)
“Yuugi.” Softly whispered word (so Kaiba can’t hear), a warning.
And the Other does not sound amused.
Yuugi smiles, unabashedly curls his hand around his Other’s cock (through clothes, he is a spirit just at the moment after all) and pulls.
A muffled curse- that this time Kaiba catches and thinks is in response to the card he’s just played and he smirks.
Yuugi figures that’ll work out to their advantage and so he plasters himself all along the Other’s back and doesn’t stop moving his hand.
His Other deserves it.
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Author: studyingstones2
Pairing: Yami-no-Yuugi/Yuugi
Rating: R
Summary: 276 words, prompt: more of Torment
Disclaimer: Not mine.
He’s patient.
Carefully bides his time until the next big tournament, until Kaiba’s their opponent and his Other’s in control, and then he strikes.
Starts slow, runs his fingers through the Other’s hair as he’s always wanted to do, but never felt like he could. The Other’s hands were always in his hair anyway.
Brushes fingers along the skin of his Other’s arms and neck and chest and everywhere else.
And the Other gets very still, still flips over cards on his turn (and Yuugi’s watching with the back of his mind and he hasn’t seen him make a mistake yet), but his breathing slows and his eyes narrow and Yuugi starts to wonder if this might have been a bad idea.
He doesn’t stop though.
Brings his lips to the juncture of his Other’s shoulder and neck and sucks (hard, in the way his Other’s done to him so many times before), pulling a slight, purpling sort of bruise to the surface that Yuugi wonders if Kaiba can see, or if it’s visible to his own eyes only. (He, after all, is only visible to his Other.)
“Yuugi.” Softly whispered word (so Kaiba can’t hear), a warning.
And the Other does not sound amused.
Yuugi smiles, unabashedly curls his hand around his Other’s cock (through clothes, he is a spirit just at the moment after all) and pulls.
A muffled curse- that this time Kaiba catches and thinks is in response to the card he’s just played and he smirks.
Yuugi figures that’ll work out to their advantage and so he plasters himself all along the Other’s back and doesn’t stop moving his hand.
His Other deserves it.
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