Walking into the apartment, Yami shut and locked the door. "Hungry?" Yami inquired as he headed for the kitchen. The pangs of hunger hit Yugi's stomach about then, as Yugi hadn't really eaten much of Ryou's snacks, just hung onto Yami for dear life. Blushing, Yugi nodded and followed Yami into the kitchen. As Yami opened the refrigerator, he pulled out two cans of soda, handing one to Yugi. Reaching into a drawer, he pulled out a trifold brochure. Handing it to Yugi, Yami popped the top, taking a drink. Looking at the paper, Yugi burst out laughing.
"What?" Yami looked confused.
"I forgot you don't cook." Yugi grinned, looking through the takeout menu. After making his decision, Yugi handed the menu to Yami. Yami didn't even look at it, setting it down as he pulled out his cell phone and hit a button. Holding the phone to his ear, Yami ordered crab rangoon as an appetizer, hunan chicken for himself, and sweet and sour chicken for Yugi.
Relocating to the living room, Yami turned on some relaxing jazz, turning the lights down. Yugi smiled, sitting down on the couch. Yami sat next to him, saying nothing, content to be sitting with Yugi. Yugi laid his head on Yami's shoulder. "I was so upset when I thought you were dead." Yugi admitted, playing with the tab on his can.
"I'm sorry. I wish I could have told you, but as I said...we had one shot at this." Yami murmured, running his fingers through Yugi's hair.
"So...where does this leave us?" Yugi asked, still intent on the can tab.
"What do you mean?" Yami asked, tipping Yugi's head to meet those beautiful amethyst eyes.
"Well...are you staying up here to work on this with me? Or are you going back down? And if we do make it...what happens when I die?" Serious amethyst looked up at Yami.
Yami frowned, sighing. "Of course I'm staying up here with you. I love you. I want to live the rest of time with you. But what happens when you die? That I don't know."
About then the doorbell rang. Yami grabbed his wallet and went, getting the Chinese food. Paying the delivery man, he kicked the door shut. Shuffling the food, Yami locked the door and then headed over, pulling out the food. As the two ate, thoughts went through their heads, along with the smooth jazz. Eating in companionable silence, both leaned back afterwards, in silence.
Yugi lay down, putting his head in Yami's lap. Smiling, Yami closed his eyes, running his fingers again through Yugi's hair. Both sat in relaxed silence, enjoying this first moment of true peace since meeting each other. After at least an hour of comfortable silence, Yugi looked up at Yami. "Yami?" He asked quietly.
"Hmmm?" Yami asked drowsily, looking down at Yugi.
"C...can we make love?"
Yami felt himself immediately start to stiffen. "Are you sure?" Yami asked gently.
Yugi nodded, biting his bottom lip. "I want my first time to be with you."
Helping Yugi sit up, Yami stood, picking Yugi up and taking him to the bedroom. Laying him on the bed, Yami slid to his knees beside the bed. Taking Yugi's face in his hands, Yami started kissing gently on Yugi's face, holding him like he was a precious jewel. Of course, to Yami, Yugi was. Yugi's eyes slid closed as a happy sigh slipped out of Yugi's lips. Yami continued to kiss Yugi's eyelids, nose, cheeks, and then slid down, taking those plump roses in his mouth. Moaning at the exquisite tease inherent in all the kisses, Yugi put his arms around Yami, pulling him closer.
Yami deepened the kiss. Nibbling on Yugi's lips, Yami pulled back. Yugi's eyes were hooded, his breathing shallow. Yami smiled, running his fingers over Yugi's still clothed chest and abdomen. Shivering, Yugi grabbed the hem of his shirt, pulling it off. Yami smirked. "Anxious little one?" Yami whispered, his breath ghosting over Yugi's collar bone. As the goosebumps started to rise on Yugi's arms, Yugi couldn't seem to find words. Nodding, the crimson color flared through Yugi's cheeks.
Chuckling, Yami kissed down Yugi's abdomen. Running fingers along Yugi's waistband, Yugi's breath hitched. Looking up through his eyelashes, Yugi whispered, "I want to touch you, too." Yami felt himself instantly harden at that sweet, innocent statement. Humming quietly, Yami worked off Yugi's pants, licking his lips at Yugi's weeping erection that came into view. Taking his tongue and running it along the shaft, Yugi let out a moan, his head falling back. Involuntarily he shivered in anticipation. As Yami ran his tongue over Yugi's shaft, Yugi moaned again, bucking his hips towards Yami. Yami slipped his mouth over Yugi's stiff cock. Yugi moaned loudly, mouth falling open as he gripped the sheets in his fists.
It didn't take long for the virgin seed to start sliding down Yami's throat as Yugi bucked and wiggled under Yami's ministrations. Licking up each drop, making sure not to miss any, Yami leaned back. He was painfully hard, as the moans and sounds that Yugi released as he was in the throes of his orgasm were positively obscene.
Panting, Yugi lifted his head heavily off of the bed. "Th..that was...you are amazing, Yami." Yugi dropped his head back on the bed, still panting. Smiling, Yami grabbed a pillow, placing it under Yugi's hips. Looking down on this beautiful being that was his, Yami eyed Yugi hungrily.
"Aibou, are you sure? If I do this...I don't think I'll be able to let you go." Yami whispered.
Looking up with absolute trust in his amethyst eyes, Yugi nodded. "I love you Yami. I don't want to let you go either."
Nodding, Yami leaned over, pulling out a bottle of lube. Yugi grinned as Yami blushed furiously. "Don't .... just... don't." Yami stated, sliding some lube on himself and stroking himself to get the lube on evenly. Yugi started getting hard again as he watched Yami stroke himself. Yami was breathing heavily, but he put some more lube on his fingers and slid his index finger into Yugi. Yugi gasped, clenching around Yami's finger.
"Shh, love...you have to relax." Yami started sliding his free hand over Yugi's shaft to distract him. Whimpering, Yugi closed his eyes, letting out a deep breath. As he relaxed, Yami worked until he was able to get three fingers in. Pulling them out, Yami adjusted himself at Yugi's entrance. Sliding in slightly, he stopped as Yugi cried out quietly in pain. Looking up, Yami noticed that tears had formed at the corners of Yugi's eyes. As Yami started to slide out, Yugi opened his eyes.
"What? Where are you going?" Yugi asked quietly.
"I can't hurt you, Aibou. There are other ways we can be together...but I can't make you cry." Yami slid out gently, with great willpower, as all he wanted to do was grab Yugi's hips and slam into him.
"No...Yami...I want to do this. I...I just have to get used to it. Please...don't stop." Yugi begged quietly.
"But, Aibou..." Yami's worried eyes took in Yugi's form.
"I want to be with you...please, Yami." Yugi looked up at Yami.
Nodding, Yami started working himself back in, very, very slowly. Once in to the hilt, he sat, gauging Yugi's face. Yugi looked up at the ceiling, breathing in and out slowly. Finally, he looked at Yami. Yugi nodded slowly; Yami slid out and then back in slowly. Yugi whimpered, starting to move with Yami's strokes. "Aibou...are you okay?" Yami whispered.
"O...oh yea." Yugi whimpered, moving with Yami. As Yami picked up the pace, Yugi reciprocated. Yami grunted, Yugi moaned. Yami thrust, Yugi bucked. Yami pulled out, Yugi pushed towards him. Yami gripped Yugi's hips tightly as Yugi gripped the sheets. It didn't take long before Yami emptied inside of Yugi, Yugi coating his own stomach again. Sliding out, crawling up next to Yugi, Yami pulled Yugi gently to him.
"W...was that okay?" Yami asked, smoothing the hair off of Yugi's forehead. Yugi smiled lovingly up at Yami.
"It was...amazing...after I got through the pain." Yugi admitted, smiling. "Though, I don't think I will walk straight anytime soon."
Yami kissed Yugi's forehead. "Let me go get you some Motrin. I'll be right back." Slipping out of bed, Yami went and got the medication and a small glass of water. Bringing it back, Yugi took it obediently. Climbing back to bed, Yami snuggled up with Yugi. Both fell asleep...the most contented sleep either had had in a long time.
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Life moved on. Malik kept searching for his love, and for the pyramid. Marik didn't hear from Malik regularly, but Malik did check in occasionally, to let them know that the trail went cold, or that a new trail had been picked up. Zorc was not the patient type to wait for revenge, so rather quickly life moved into a normal pattern since he was never heard from again. Yugi went back to school, as did Yami. They quickly became a rather popular couple among their circle of friends. Atem kept teaching. Bakura gave up going to school...because "It's annoying as fuck that I can't just pound that ass whenever I fucking want, so fuck that shit."
Ryou and Marik raised their babies. The eight became a close family...Bakura was a son of a bitch...but he was loyal. There were small worries about what would happen when Yami would outlive Yugi and Ryou and Marik would outlive their babies, but since no one had an answer, the topic was avoided and life was lived to the fullest.
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The expedition was drawing to close. The teal haired man grunted in frustration from beneath his panama hat. He hadn't found anything. Squinting his eyes, he rounded on his assistant. "Haven't you found anything at all?"
Gulping quickly, the slender young man with his dirty blonde hair tied back in a ponytail dug in his bag. "Mr. Dartz, sir, we found nothing of the Pharaoh's tomb. All we could find was this statute..." the man held up a carved stone in the shape of a young pharaoh with star shaped hair, "and this necklace." Holding up the golden pyramid by it's chain, the young man looked worriedly at his employer.
Taking the statute and the pyramid, Dartz sighed. These were not the treasures he was looking for, but perhaps they would have some value. Staring closer at the pyramid, Dartz's eyes sparkled. He had heard tales of the Pharaoh's tomb being protected by riddles and spells. The pyramid looked like a puzzle. A puzzle that needed to be solved. As Dartz eyed the Eye of Horus that was engraved on the pyramid, he could have swore he felt the pyramid vibrate slightly. Smiling at his find, thinking perhaps this excavation was not a total loss, Dartz headed to his plane, to figure out this puzzle.
A/N: So, this is the end of "Drawn to the Dark" that I wrote for my friend/s @Drag0nTail. I hope you all enjoyed it. This is the end of the story...well...this story at least. I may come back and write a sequel at some point, but right now my head is in other ideas that need to escape my brain onto paper. So for now, I hope you all enjoyed it!