Don't Fear the Reaper-Extra Epilogue
Title:: Don’t Fear the Reaper
Author: eachainn or Spirithorse on FF.net
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: YamixYugi
Warnings: Explicit sexual content
Spoilers: Ending for Don't Fear the Reaper
Summary: Yugi is a reaper, one who separates the souls from the body at the moment of death. Yami is a man who can see and talk to ghosts. Yugi is sent to the town of Fairwater to investigate a recent increase in deaths and find out more than he ever wanted to. Based on the movie the Frighteners.
Disclaimer:I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh, The Frighteners, Dead Like Me or the song Don’t Fear the Reaper, they are all owned by their respective owners. Original plot bunny was offered up by shamise
Author's Note: I actually wrote this when I first adopted the plot bunny, long before I wrote Don't Fear the Reaper itself, which is why Sugoroku doesn't appear or get a mention. But I love this image of the two of them after their adventures and consider it a part of the fic even though it doesn't run with the main story specifically. So, as a bonus, you get it with the epilogue.
Prologue- 1- 2- 3- 4- 5- 6- 7- 8- 9- 10- 11- 12- Epilogue-Extra Epilogue
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Together in Eternity
"Yami! I'm home!" Yugi shouted the words up the stairs as he worked to get his shoes off, grimacing at the mud that coated them. It had been a long night. Yugi shivered, pulling off his soaked black trench coat and hung it up, staring at it with a long sigh.
He actually hated the thing, but people had a certain mental image of a reaper, and he refused to wear anything associated with a cowl.
Yugi shook his head, one hand going into his pant's pocket to fiddle with the stick in there, taking it out for a moment before giving it a shake, watching as it expanded until it was almost as tall as he was. Yugi smiled, gently stroking the wood before tapping the base of it against the ground, watching the blade slide out of the scythe with a smooth whoosh.
The corner of his mouth twitched up in annoyance as he saw a few more nicks on the blade, tapping his fingers against the side before shaking his head. It could wait, it wasn't a pressing need. He could just get it fixed the next time he met up with the others, although he hated working without his scythe. Yugi sighed and tapped the base against the ground again, the blade disappearing.
"Still love it."
"Huh?" Yugi glanced up from the floor, a smile crossing his face as he saw Yami lounging against the wall.
Yami shrugged. "It's cool."
"Says you." Yugi twisted his hold, the handle of the scythe shrinking to the size of a pen, which was put back into his pocket. Yami smiled and pushed off the wall, ambling over to Yugi and pulling him into a hug, both of them relaxing with the simple contact. Yugi hummed happily and snuggled closer, breathing in Yami's scent, hearing Yami chuckle.
"So, how was work?"
Yugi sighed, feeling Yami shiver as his breath drifted across the other's neck. He smirked, shifting so he could better nuzzle the exposed skin, feeling Yami begin to tremble. "I'd say it was murder..."
"But the pun is atrocious." Yami finished the familiar response for Yugi, his voice breathy. Yami cleared his throat, Yugi resting his cheek against Yami's shoulder, leaving his neck alone. "Seriously, Yugi. I haven't seen you for more than maybe five minutes all week."
Yugi sighed. "I know. I've just been...busy..."
"Busy enough to almost never be home?" Yami tipped Yugi's head up, looking him in the eyes. "You'll run yourself ragged."
"I'm technically dead, Yami."
"Does it look like I care about technicalities?"
Yugi sighed, knowing that he would just lose that argument, focusing on enjoying the comfortable embrace that he was wrapped in. He felt Yami sigh, his hand straying up to rest over Yami's heart to feel the beat as well as hear it, relaxing more with that. His eyes slowly fell shut, snuggling close to Yami.
"Uh-uh." He was jostled as Yami moved, the human wrapping an arm around Yugi's waist and beginning to guide him to the kitchen. "I spent nearly all afternoon cooking for you and you're going to eat, technically dead or not."
Yugi knew better than to argue, allowing himself to be set at the table before Yami brought over two plates, Yugi's mouth immediately beginning to water. "Swedish meatballs?!"
"Yep, slaved over them all afternoon just for you." Yami kissed his cheek before going to sit on his side of the table with a smirk. "I thought you deserved a good meal after running around all week."
"Thanks!" Yugi paused long enough to say that before beginning to devour his food, pushing the meatballs off to the side to eat last.
Their meal mostly progressed in silence, Yugi hopping up to get seconds and thirds before he was finally sated, leaning back in his chair with a happy sigh. He raised his eyes to look at Yami, noticing that the human was leaning across the table, smiling at him. "That good?"
"Heavenly?"
"Maybe I should apply for a job as a cook there then?"
"Not for a while yet."
Yami smiled at him, the smile more of an apology than anything else. He tried to keep away from the death jokes for Yugi's sake, both of them not wanting to be reminded of the inevitable. While they both knew that death wouldn't separate them, Yugi was still sensitive about the subject; sensitive to the point of specially requesting to be Yami's reaper at the moment of his death. He didn't want to face the fact that Yami, as he was now, wasn't forever.
"Hey." Yugi looked up and blinked as a hand landed on his shoulder, turning his head to see Yami standing there. "None of that."
"But-"
"I know that look." Yami reached out to tap his nose, Yugi jerking backwards with the move. "Don't think about it. I'm only thirty-five Yugi; I have a long life ahead of me."
"But-"
"Uh-uh, I get certain benefits from being the one to keep you sane." Yami smiled and pulled him into a hug. "I'll live for a good while yet. No freak accidents, just nice old age. Besides, I have you." Yami threw him a wink. "You get to be forever young. How many old men will be able to say that they are able to get a young thing like you into their bed?"
"Yami, I'm two hundred forty-seven thousand years old."
"Fifty-one."
"What?"
"Round up, your birthday is next week. Trust me on that."
Yugi rolled his eyes, having stopped counting decades ago. "Alright two hundred fifty-one thousand years old. Happy?"
"Yes." Yami beamed at him before taking the dishes off the table, Yugi bounding over to claim the towel, anticipating the usual water fight. He was not disappointed.
---
Slightly damp and laughing, Yugi collapsed onto the sofa, smiling as Yami came in after him, flopping on top of him. The breath was momentarily knocked out of him, Yugi rolling his eyes and pushing at Yami's shoulders. "Off."
"No. Comfy."
"We have pillows for that."
"You're better."
Another eye roll. "Thanks, now, off."
"No." Yami pulled himself up, Yugi shivering at the contact, suddenly remembering how long it had been since he had last had time to spend with Yami. He gasped and pulled Yami close, wrapping one leg around the human's waist to pull him closer. Yami hummed at that move, gently rocking against Yugi. "Like that?"
Yugi nodded, one hand moving to the back of Yami's head to pull him down into a kiss, the kiss gentle and slow. The rocking stopped as Yami shifted to cup Yugi's cheeks, thumbs gently stroking over the skin. They pulled back to breathe, Yugi looking up into Yami's crimson eyes. "Beautiful."
"Yes." Yami swooped back down for another kiss, this one moving quickly from gentle to passionate.
Yami nibbled at his lower lip, Yugi taking the sign to open his mouth, allowing Yami's tongue to sweep into his mouth, brushing over the roof of his mouth before sliding down his own tongue, the feeling making him shiver. A moan escaped him as the rocking began again, Yugi feeling himself grow hard.
"Mm, Yami." Yugi whispered the words as Yami left his mouth to begin to kiss a trail down to his jaw, nibbling at the skin there before kissing up to Yugi's ear.
"What do you want?"
Yugi shivered, clutching at Yami's back. "You."
Yami hummed. "Not very helpful."
Yugi whimpered, his hands falling to his sides as Yami sat up, pulling off his shirt before throwing it to one side of the room, fumbling with his belts before dropping them to the floor, leaning forward to kiss Yugi again, his hands wandering under Yugi's shirt.
Yugi arched up into the touch, gasping into Yami's mouth as he felt the human's warm hands slide over his stomach and onto his chest. Yugi whimpered as they bypassed his nipples, moving around to his back to help pull him up, Yami sitting up slightly. Yugi's shirt was completely untucked before it was pulled over his head, Yugi clinging to Yami for a moment before going for his zipper.
Yami chuckled, pressing Yugi back to the sofa and capturing Yugi's hands with his before pinning them to the sofa, their fingers intertwined. "I'm trying to be slow and romantic for you. After all, it's been...weeks?"
"Weeks!" Yugi managed to get one hand free, sliding it over Yami's chest to make his lover gasp. "Which is why I'm impatient."
"But I planned this..."
"Yami." He pulled the human's head closer. "It's been weeks. I want it hard and I want it fast.”
“Really now?”
Yugi didn't get a chance to answer, yelping as he pants were suddenly yanked down, his boxers following quickly after. He glanced down, realizing that he hadn't even realized that Yami had gotten his zipper undone, glancing up only to realize that Yami was smirking at him. "Something the matter?"
"No." Yugi pulled him back down for a kiss, opening his mouth to allow Yami to have free range even as they both struggled with Yami's pants, finally getting them off. Yugi uttering a muffled noise to victory before he pulled Yami against him, moaning at the touch of skin on skin. Yami was so warm.
"What were you saying?" Yugi tried to gather his thoughts back together, looking up as Yami shifted above him, shivering as the human brushing over his chest again, fingers idly playing with a nipple before drifting towards his stomach.
"N-nothing." Yugi gasped as Yami closed his lips over his nipple, humming around the nub before pulling back to lick it, Yugi arching up into him.
"You were."
"W-why are you, coherent!" Yugi screamed out the last syllable of the word, clutching at Yami's back as Yami's other hand stroked his erection. Yugi threw his head back and gasped, bucking up into Yami's hand and whining.
"I see what you mean, Yugi."
"Huh?"
"You do need it hard and fast." Yami chuckled and leaned over, like he was going to kiss Yugi. Yugi leaned up to close the distance groaning in disappointment when Yami pulled away a bit. "But, then again, I love you so sensitive."
"Y-Yami!" Yugi whimpered, spreading his legs wider as Yami continued to stroke his penis, the human gently squeezing him, Yami's eyes never leaving Yugi's face. Yugi writhed, clawing at his back to bring him down again, moaning and arching against the brush of skin against skin. "Oh please."
"Please, what?"
"You."
"Specific."
"Y-AH!"
"Use your words, Yugi."
Yugi glared at him for a moment before pulling his head down, licking the outer shell of Yami's ear before whispering into it. "I need you...in me."
Yami paused for a moment, raising an eyebrow before letting go of Yugi's erection, staring at the pre-cum that covered it before smirking and licking it off his hand, Yugi's eyes going wide as he watched.
The human licked a broad stroke up his palm, repeating the action before engulfing his middle and ring finger in his mouth, Yami's eyes rolling back as he gave a soft moan around his fingers, Yugi echoing the moan. Yugi clawed at the sofa in an effort not to touch himself. He didn't want to end this too soon.
Yami pulled his fingers out of his mouth, catching Yugi's eyes before licking them one more time, slowly and sensually, Yugi groaning. "T-ease!"
Yami had thrust the two fingers into Yugi, the reaper moaning and thrusting back against them. "Ohthat'sgood."
Yami hummed in agreement, leaning forward to nuzzle Yugi's neck and nip at the skin there, quickly finding a good spot to leave a hickey. Yugi squealed at the feel of teeth on his neck, repeating the sound as Yami began to stretch him, purposefully avoiding hitting his prostate on the first few thrusts. Yugi whimpered and pressed back against the fingers. "Please."
"Impatient."
"Y-yami, please."
"Needy."
"Weeks!"
"Good point."
Yugi threw his head back and screamed as Yami pulled his fingers out before thrusting in suddenly. He heard Yami moan, opening his eyes to look at his lover. Yami stared ahead for a moment before blinking and looking down at Yugi, leaning down to wrap his arms around Yugi and kiss him. After a moment, Yami began to move, slowly.
Yugi nearly growled in frustration, wrapping one leg around Yami's waist to encourage him deeper. Yami pulled away from the kiss for a breath before shifting, Yugi's eyes widening as Yami pulled out and thrust back in, the reaper screaming in pleasure as Yami hit his prostate. "Yes!"
Yami gave a curt nod before proceeding to pound him into the sofa. Yugi found himself screaming with every thrust, panting and babbling when he could. He felt Yami's hold on him shift from his shoulders to his hips, able to thrust in deeper.
"Oh Yugi, my Yugi." Yami moaned his name out, crimson eyes unfocused as he gazed down at Yugi. "Mine."
Yugi nodded, arching with a squeal on the next thrust, nearly able to hear Yami smirk at that. His lover switched holds and tactics on him again, leaning forward and grinding into him as he whispered into Yugi's ear. "Close."
Yugi nodded. "Yeah."
"How?"
"Very."
"Very?"
Yugi had a moment to take a breath before Yami plunged into him again, screaming as he released. "Yami!"
Yami grunted as he thrust one final time, moaning Yugi's name before collapsing on top of him. The reaper gave a happy hum, wrapping his arms around Yami again, one going around his back and the other going to rest in his hair, gently massaging the scalp.
The room was quiet except for their panting, Yugi the first to attempt to speak. "That was..."
"Mm?"
"Yeah."
"Thought so."
"Arrogant."
"Yes." Yugi snorted, Yami shifting slightly. "Cute."
"No."
"Yes."
"Grim reapers aren't supposed to be cute."
"You are."
"Am not."
"Fine. You're not."
"Thank you."
"You're adorable."
"Hey!"
He felt Yami chuckle, the human nuzzling his neck. "You love me."
"Yes." Yugi nodded. "And you love me."
"With all my being."
They pulled apart slightly to share a slow kiss, Yami flopping back down with a sigh, the human eyeing the clock. "Give me an hour and then we'll go for round two."
"There will be no round two."
"Why?" Yugi smiled at Yami's whine.
"I have to get up early tomorrow. I get the assignments for the next month."
"Can't they e-mail you those?" Yami grumbled against his skin. "They e-mail the add-ons."
"We hang out too. Besides, Seto, Ryou and I haven't seen each other in weeks either."
"I'm more important. I keep you sane."
"I want to be able to walk."
"They won't be able to."
Yugi laughed, glancing at the clock. "Alright, twelve at the latest and then I'm asleep. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of something, I'm going to sleep."
"You wouldn't."
"Try me."
"That would be cruel." Yugi snorted and rolled his eyes, shivering as Yami licked his neck. "And impossible."
"Wouldn't."
"Really now?"
Yugi looked up at the tone of voice that Yami used, realizing that he had just challenged the human.
He wasn't going to be getting to sleep by two. He would be lucky if he got any sleep at all. Not that he really minded.
END
Author: eachainn or Spirithorse on FF.net
Rating: NC-17
Pairings: YamixYugi
Warnings: Explicit sexual content
Spoilers: Ending for Don't Fear the Reaper
Summary: Yugi is a reaper, one who separates the souls from the body at the moment of death. Yami is a man who can see and talk to ghosts. Yugi is sent to the town of Fairwater to investigate a recent increase in deaths and find out more than he ever wanted to. Based on the movie the Frighteners.
Disclaimer:I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh, The Frighteners, Dead Like Me or the song Don’t Fear the Reaper, they are all owned by their respective owners. Original plot bunny was offered up by shamise
Author's Note: I actually wrote this when I first adopted the plot bunny, long before I wrote Don't Fear the Reaper itself, which is why Sugoroku doesn't appear or get a mention. But I love this image of the two of them after their adventures and consider it a part of the fic even though it doesn't run with the main story specifically. So, as a bonus, you get it with the epilogue.
Prologue- 1- 2- 3- 4- 5- 6- 7- 8- 9- 10- 11- 12- Epilogue-Extra Epilogue
---
Together in Eternity
"Yami! I'm home!" Yugi shouted the words up the stairs as he worked to get his shoes off, grimacing at the mud that coated them. It had been a long night. Yugi shivered, pulling off his soaked black trench coat and hung it up, staring at it with a long sigh.
He actually hated the thing, but people had a certain mental image of a reaper, and he refused to wear anything associated with a cowl.
Yugi shook his head, one hand going into his pant's pocket to fiddle with the stick in there, taking it out for a moment before giving it a shake, watching as it expanded until it was almost as tall as he was. Yugi smiled, gently stroking the wood before tapping the base of it against the ground, watching the blade slide out of the scythe with a smooth whoosh.
The corner of his mouth twitched up in annoyance as he saw a few more nicks on the blade, tapping his fingers against the side before shaking his head. It could wait, it wasn't a pressing need. He could just get it fixed the next time he met up with the others, although he hated working without his scythe. Yugi sighed and tapped the base against the ground again, the blade disappearing.
"Still love it."
"Huh?" Yugi glanced up from the floor, a smile crossing his face as he saw Yami lounging against the wall.
Yami shrugged. "It's cool."
"Says you." Yugi twisted his hold, the handle of the scythe shrinking to the size of a pen, which was put back into his pocket. Yami smiled and pushed off the wall, ambling over to Yugi and pulling him into a hug, both of them relaxing with the simple contact. Yugi hummed happily and snuggled closer, breathing in Yami's scent, hearing Yami chuckle.
"So, how was work?"
Yugi sighed, feeling Yami shiver as his breath drifted across the other's neck. He smirked, shifting so he could better nuzzle the exposed skin, feeling Yami begin to tremble. "I'd say it was murder..."
"But the pun is atrocious." Yami finished the familiar response for Yugi, his voice breathy. Yami cleared his throat, Yugi resting his cheek against Yami's shoulder, leaving his neck alone. "Seriously, Yugi. I haven't seen you for more than maybe five minutes all week."
Yugi sighed. "I know. I've just been...busy..."
"Busy enough to almost never be home?" Yami tipped Yugi's head up, looking him in the eyes. "You'll run yourself ragged."
"I'm technically dead, Yami."
"Does it look like I care about technicalities?"
Yugi sighed, knowing that he would just lose that argument, focusing on enjoying the comfortable embrace that he was wrapped in. He felt Yami sigh, his hand straying up to rest over Yami's heart to feel the beat as well as hear it, relaxing more with that. His eyes slowly fell shut, snuggling close to Yami.
"Uh-uh." He was jostled as Yami moved, the human wrapping an arm around Yugi's waist and beginning to guide him to the kitchen. "I spent nearly all afternoon cooking for you and you're going to eat, technically dead or not."
Yugi knew better than to argue, allowing himself to be set at the table before Yami brought over two plates, Yugi's mouth immediately beginning to water. "Swedish meatballs?!"
"Yep, slaved over them all afternoon just for you." Yami kissed his cheek before going to sit on his side of the table with a smirk. "I thought you deserved a good meal after running around all week."
"Thanks!" Yugi paused long enough to say that before beginning to devour his food, pushing the meatballs off to the side to eat last.
Their meal mostly progressed in silence, Yugi hopping up to get seconds and thirds before he was finally sated, leaning back in his chair with a happy sigh. He raised his eyes to look at Yami, noticing that the human was leaning across the table, smiling at him. "That good?"
"Heavenly?"
"Maybe I should apply for a job as a cook there then?"
"Not for a while yet."
Yami smiled at him, the smile more of an apology than anything else. He tried to keep away from the death jokes for Yugi's sake, both of them not wanting to be reminded of the inevitable. While they both knew that death wouldn't separate them, Yugi was still sensitive about the subject; sensitive to the point of specially requesting to be Yami's reaper at the moment of his death. He didn't want to face the fact that Yami, as he was now, wasn't forever.
"Hey." Yugi looked up and blinked as a hand landed on his shoulder, turning his head to see Yami standing there. "None of that."
"But-"
"I know that look." Yami reached out to tap his nose, Yugi jerking backwards with the move. "Don't think about it. I'm only thirty-five Yugi; I have a long life ahead of me."
"But-"
"Uh-uh, I get certain benefits from being the one to keep you sane." Yami smiled and pulled him into a hug. "I'll live for a good while yet. No freak accidents, just nice old age. Besides, I have you." Yami threw him a wink. "You get to be forever young. How many old men will be able to say that they are able to get a young thing like you into their bed?"
"Yami, I'm two hundred forty-seven thousand years old."
"Fifty-one."
"What?"
"Round up, your birthday is next week. Trust me on that."
Yugi rolled his eyes, having stopped counting decades ago. "Alright two hundred fifty-one thousand years old. Happy?"
"Yes." Yami beamed at him before taking the dishes off the table, Yugi bounding over to claim the towel, anticipating the usual water fight. He was not disappointed.
---
Slightly damp and laughing, Yugi collapsed onto the sofa, smiling as Yami came in after him, flopping on top of him. The breath was momentarily knocked out of him, Yugi rolling his eyes and pushing at Yami's shoulders. "Off."
"No. Comfy."
"We have pillows for that."
"You're better."
Another eye roll. "Thanks, now, off."
"No." Yami pulled himself up, Yugi shivering at the contact, suddenly remembering how long it had been since he had last had time to spend with Yami. He gasped and pulled Yami close, wrapping one leg around the human's waist to pull him closer. Yami hummed at that move, gently rocking against Yugi. "Like that?"
Yugi nodded, one hand moving to the back of Yami's head to pull him down into a kiss, the kiss gentle and slow. The rocking stopped as Yami shifted to cup Yugi's cheeks, thumbs gently stroking over the skin. They pulled back to breathe, Yugi looking up into Yami's crimson eyes. "Beautiful."
"Yes." Yami swooped back down for another kiss, this one moving quickly from gentle to passionate.
Yami nibbled at his lower lip, Yugi taking the sign to open his mouth, allowing Yami's tongue to sweep into his mouth, brushing over the roof of his mouth before sliding down his own tongue, the feeling making him shiver. A moan escaped him as the rocking began again, Yugi feeling himself grow hard.
"Mm, Yami." Yugi whispered the words as Yami left his mouth to begin to kiss a trail down to his jaw, nibbling at the skin there before kissing up to Yugi's ear.
"What do you want?"
Yugi shivered, clutching at Yami's back. "You."
Yami hummed. "Not very helpful."
Yugi whimpered, his hands falling to his sides as Yami sat up, pulling off his shirt before throwing it to one side of the room, fumbling with his belts before dropping them to the floor, leaning forward to kiss Yugi again, his hands wandering under Yugi's shirt.
Yugi arched up into the touch, gasping into Yami's mouth as he felt the human's warm hands slide over his stomach and onto his chest. Yugi whimpered as they bypassed his nipples, moving around to his back to help pull him up, Yami sitting up slightly. Yugi's shirt was completely untucked before it was pulled over his head, Yugi clinging to Yami for a moment before going for his zipper.
Yami chuckled, pressing Yugi back to the sofa and capturing Yugi's hands with his before pinning them to the sofa, their fingers intertwined. "I'm trying to be slow and romantic for you. After all, it's been...weeks?"
"Weeks!" Yugi managed to get one hand free, sliding it over Yami's chest to make his lover gasp. "Which is why I'm impatient."
"But I planned this..."
"Yami." He pulled the human's head closer. "It's been weeks. I want it hard and I want it fast.”
“Really now?”
Yugi didn't get a chance to answer, yelping as he pants were suddenly yanked down, his boxers following quickly after. He glanced down, realizing that he hadn't even realized that Yami had gotten his zipper undone, glancing up only to realize that Yami was smirking at him. "Something the matter?"
"No." Yugi pulled him back down for a kiss, opening his mouth to allow Yami to have free range even as they both struggled with Yami's pants, finally getting them off. Yugi uttering a muffled noise to victory before he pulled Yami against him, moaning at the touch of skin on skin. Yami was so warm.
"What were you saying?" Yugi tried to gather his thoughts back together, looking up as Yami shifted above him, shivering as the human brushing over his chest again, fingers idly playing with a nipple before drifting towards his stomach.
"N-nothing." Yugi gasped as Yami closed his lips over his nipple, humming around the nub before pulling back to lick it, Yugi arching up into him.
"You were."
"W-why are you, coherent!" Yugi screamed out the last syllable of the word, clutching at Yami's back as Yami's other hand stroked his erection. Yugi threw his head back and gasped, bucking up into Yami's hand and whining.
"I see what you mean, Yugi."
"Huh?"
"You do need it hard and fast." Yami chuckled and leaned over, like he was going to kiss Yugi. Yugi leaned up to close the distance groaning in disappointment when Yami pulled away a bit. "But, then again, I love you so sensitive."
"Y-Yami!" Yugi whimpered, spreading his legs wider as Yami continued to stroke his penis, the human gently squeezing him, Yami's eyes never leaving Yugi's face. Yugi writhed, clawing at his back to bring him down again, moaning and arching against the brush of skin against skin. "Oh please."
"Please, what?"
"You."
"Specific."
"Y-AH!"
"Use your words, Yugi."
Yugi glared at him for a moment before pulling his head down, licking the outer shell of Yami's ear before whispering into it. "I need you...in me."
Yami paused for a moment, raising an eyebrow before letting go of Yugi's erection, staring at the pre-cum that covered it before smirking and licking it off his hand, Yugi's eyes going wide as he watched.
The human licked a broad stroke up his palm, repeating the action before engulfing his middle and ring finger in his mouth, Yami's eyes rolling back as he gave a soft moan around his fingers, Yugi echoing the moan. Yugi clawed at the sofa in an effort not to touch himself. He didn't want to end this too soon.
Yami pulled his fingers out of his mouth, catching Yugi's eyes before licking them one more time, slowly and sensually, Yugi groaning. "T-ease!"
Yami had thrust the two fingers into Yugi, the reaper moaning and thrusting back against them. "Ohthat'sgood."
Yami hummed in agreement, leaning forward to nuzzle Yugi's neck and nip at the skin there, quickly finding a good spot to leave a hickey. Yugi squealed at the feel of teeth on his neck, repeating the sound as Yami began to stretch him, purposefully avoiding hitting his prostate on the first few thrusts. Yugi whimpered and pressed back against the fingers. "Please."
"Impatient."
"Y-yami, please."
"Needy."
"Weeks!"
"Good point."
Yugi threw his head back and screamed as Yami pulled his fingers out before thrusting in suddenly. He heard Yami moan, opening his eyes to look at his lover. Yami stared ahead for a moment before blinking and looking down at Yugi, leaning down to wrap his arms around Yugi and kiss him. After a moment, Yami began to move, slowly.
Yugi nearly growled in frustration, wrapping one leg around Yami's waist to encourage him deeper. Yami pulled away from the kiss for a breath before shifting, Yugi's eyes widening as Yami pulled out and thrust back in, the reaper screaming in pleasure as Yami hit his prostate. "Yes!"
Yami gave a curt nod before proceeding to pound him into the sofa. Yugi found himself screaming with every thrust, panting and babbling when he could. He felt Yami's hold on him shift from his shoulders to his hips, able to thrust in deeper.
"Oh Yugi, my Yugi." Yami moaned his name out, crimson eyes unfocused as he gazed down at Yugi. "Mine."
Yugi nodded, arching with a squeal on the next thrust, nearly able to hear Yami smirk at that. His lover switched holds and tactics on him again, leaning forward and grinding into him as he whispered into Yugi's ear. "Close."
Yugi nodded. "Yeah."
"How?"
"Very."
"Very?"
Yugi had a moment to take a breath before Yami plunged into him again, screaming as he released. "Yami!"
Yami grunted as he thrust one final time, moaning Yugi's name before collapsing on top of him. The reaper gave a happy hum, wrapping his arms around Yami again, one going around his back and the other going to rest in his hair, gently massaging the scalp.
The room was quiet except for their panting, Yugi the first to attempt to speak. "That was..."
"Mm?"
"Yeah."
"Thought so."
"Arrogant."
"Yes." Yugi snorted, Yami shifting slightly. "Cute."
"No."
"Yes."
"Grim reapers aren't supposed to be cute."
"You are."
"Am not."
"Fine. You're not."
"Thank you."
"You're adorable."
"Hey!"
He felt Yami chuckle, the human nuzzling his neck. "You love me."
"Yes." Yugi nodded. "And you love me."
"With all my being."
They pulled apart slightly to share a slow kiss, Yami flopping back down with a sigh, the human eyeing the clock. "Give me an hour and then we'll go for round two."
"There will be no round two."
"Why?" Yugi smiled at Yami's whine.
"I have to get up early tomorrow. I get the assignments for the next month."
"Can't they e-mail you those?" Yami grumbled against his skin. "They e-mail the add-ons."
"We hang out too. Besides, Seto, Ryou and I haven't seen each other in weeks either."
"I'm more important. I keep you sane."
"I want to be able to walk."
"They won't be able to."
Yugi laughed, glancing at the clock. "Alright, twelve at the latest and then I'm asleep. It doesn't matter if you're in the middle of something, I'm going to sleep."
"You wouldn't."
"Try me."
"That would be cruel." Yugi snorted and rolled his eyes, shivering as Yami licked his neck. "And impossible."
"Wouldn't."
"Really now?"
Yugi looked up at the tone of voice that Yami used, realizing that he had just challenged the human.
He wasn't going to be getting to sleep by two. He would be lucky if he got any sleep at all. Not that he really minded.
END