Notes: God this lemon gave me trouble. You better appreciate the things I do for you.

What’s with these bing commercials? They drive me nuts. They’re right up there with Bruno on the annoying scale. I didn’t even see Borat. I didn’t even know why I should see Borat.

ZOMG, on entropia my society kicked some serious ass today! We were fighting second entities at treasure island. Beat the tar out of them and got three globals, two pieces to a martial armor suit and a gun! I just have to wait for them to sell on auction and I’ll be rolling in peds!

WOOO! Ice road truckers rocks! Go Polar Bear Hugh! And YES! This year there’s a female ice road trucker, Lisa, who is HAWT! ZOMG SQUEEEE!

Hasslebury was torn.

Part of him wanted to use Zane being ill as an excuse to get close to Syrus. Close enough to hopefully get in his pants.

Part of him was disgusted with this idea because Syrus was his /friend/ and he didn’t want to take advantage of him.

Hasslebury wished, seriously wished, that the T-rex bone used for his dino DNA was not from a female rex. Who would have thought a dinosaur had that much hormones.

Oh who was he kidding, the only reason why he was feeling so lustful was ordinary human hormones.

Syrus had fallen asleep midway through the vigil, and so he’d brought Syrus back to Slypher dorm and Jaden’s room to sleep.

Hasslebury had slipped off jacket and shirt and stood guard for awhile before finally falling asleep next to Syrus in his bunk. When he woke up Hasslebury’s rampent dino/teenager hormones caused one of the social hazards of male dormitory living, inconvenient morning wood. Hasslebury’s eyes narrowed, slitting lustfully. Hasslebury growled softly, looking for any way to get Syrus off of him so he could get to a bathroom.

All he accomplished however was sending Pharaoh running through one of his secret passages through the wall along the rafters, probably headed for Pegasus’ formerly Banner’s quarters and breakfast. Jaden was nowhere to be seen, probably having a nice morning after with Chazz.

That reminded him. Jaden had someone, Yugi had someone, Alexis was looking for love but she wasn’t who he was interested in. He was reasonably attracted to Aster, but the boy’s constant preaching about Destiny annoyed the dino using Ra. Samhill, even Atticus had someone. He did like Syrus, truly Hasslebury did. But you shouldn’t always give in to your temptations, and Hasslebury would be just as happy watching the cheerful bluenette from afar.

Hasslebury pushed tentatively at Syrus’ sleeping form. But that just made Syrus groan in his sleep and wrap his arms tightly around Hasslebury’s waist. He snuggled against the dino user’s chest and mumbled something sleepily. The more Hasslebury struggled to get Syrus /off/ him so that he could go to the bathroom and relieve his aching hard on, the more Syrus clung.

Something had to give, and about the point where Syrus was curled in a ball in his lap like a cat, head pressed against Hasslebury’s chest Syrus woke up. Hasslebury growled, wriggling to get free. “Goshdarnit lemme go!” The wriggling just got him more aroused. Causing the dino user to groan in stimulation and some seriously naughty thoughts to cross into his mind.

Syrus blinked, still groggy. His mind slowly processed the compromising position he was in, then realized Hasslebury’s hard on was pushed against his stomach. Hasslebury was struggling to get him /off/ and get free and at the same time groaning in reaction to the stimulation.

Syrus screamed, leaping back. “SORRY! SORRY!” He blushed scarlet. Hasslebury growled, climbing to the bunk that used to be Chumly’s and sprawling on it.

“I’m the one who’s sorry.” Hasslebury growled. “Yeh fell asleep in my lap last night and then when I woke up with a woody I tried to get you offa me and you just clung. Like a… like a… like a sloth or something!”

Syrus blushed. “Um… yeah, is that… normal?” The little Blunette’s questions were annoying Hasslebury at the moment.

“Its normal for a man Syrus.” Hasslebury mumbled, clearly in a state of discomfort.

Syrus thought for a moment. “WAIT! Even as you were pushing me off you were /groaning/!” Syrus accused him. “You /liked/ that!”

Hasslebury growled, Syrus had gotten him there. Hasslebury turned, poking his head over the side of the bed and looking down at Syrus, his eyes were slitted and the dinosaur DNA was asserting itself right then, fueling the dino user’s lust. “Syrus, I /am/ attracted to you. I /am/ interested in you. But I keep this to myself. Because I’m not interested in taking it /further/ than ordinary lusting after a classmate unless /you/ are interested in taking it further! You showed /more/ interest in the Dark Magician Girl or in getting Alexis’ attention than being interested in /men./ So I assumed you weren’t interested in ME!”

Syrus blushed. “Well, I wouldn’t say that.” He said sheepishly. “After watching Yugi and Kaiba walk off together, I wouldn’t mind trying to have sex with a man. Just to see what it… what it was like.” Syrus’s face was beat red. “And you’re obviously in some kind of distress.”

Hasslebury was literally warring inside of his head. Go down there and fuck Syrus out of his mind or resist and run for the bathroom.

“Come /down/ here.” Syrus called up plaintively.

Hasslebury could resist no more. He was not blessed of especially good self control. The dino user growled, sliding over the edge of the bed and landing on Syrus’ bunk. Syrus’ ears turned red now, the blush in his cheeks retreating into a faint pink. Syrus climbed into his lap and leaned in to kiss him. “I just wish I weren’t so short.” Syrus mumbled as their lips connected.

Hasslebury chuckled, pulling Syrus against him. “I’ll try to go easy on you.” He snickered, returning the kiss fervently.

In one swift movement Hasslebury turned them around, straddling Syrus’ waist with a hungry look in his eye. Syrus wriggled out of his jacket and shirt. “might want to give me room enough to get my clothes off.”

Hasslebury crawled back a few spaces. “Sorry.” He looked ready to pounce the instant Syrus stripped, even as he was pulling off what remained of his own clothing.

“Well what were you going to do, go dino eyed and shred them off?” Syrus demanded, throwing his pants and underwear on the floor.

“Uuuuuh, well…”

“You WERE! Weren’t you?” Syrus blushed crimson again.

Hasslebury got his own pants and underwear off and silenced Syrus’ protests with a tongue kiss, coaxing the little bluenette to let his tongue in his mouth. Syrus met his tongue with his own, twining them in passion. At the same time the Dino user reached down and started rubbing at Syrus’ manhood. “Gotta get you, worked up too.” He panted. “You got lube?”

“Huh whuh?” Syrus mumbled, too distracted by the attention on his burgeoning erection to track what Hasslebury was saying.

“Lube, or this will hurt like a bitch.” Hasslebury growled.

“Will lotion work? I’ve got some in my shower bag.”

“yes.” Hasslebury growled, leaping off the bunk and digging into the aforementioned shower bag. “here we go.” Hasslebury climbed back up, a feral smirk on his face. He leaned down, taking Syrus’ member in his mouth and sucking.

Syrus squealed, grabbing Hasslebury’s dreadlocks and turning the color of a tomato. Hasslebury growled, humming around the mouthful for added stimulation. He licked his way up the underside, and at the same time he slicked his fingers, pushing the first up Syrus’ entrance.

Syrus squeaked, wriggling. Hasslebury let go of Syrus’ erection long enough to say, “hold still, relax your lower body or it’ll sting a bit.”

“Ss… s… sorry.” Syrus stammered. “I haven’t um… done this before… I really have no idea what I’m doing.”

“That’s why I’m on top.” Hasslebury’s Cheshire cat grin only made Syrus’s virgin jitters worse. “I know what I’m doing.” He bent down to take Syrus erection in his mouth again, twirling the head with his tongue as he added the second finger. He started to suck, hollowing his cheeks with the effort, trying to distract Syrus’ attention from his prepping him.

“Uh… h… h… hasslebury.” Syrus stammered, tiny frame trembling. “I think I’m gonna.” Hasslebury grinned, throating Syrus at the same instant he found the diminutive duelist’s prostate. Syrus howled in pleasure as he came. Hasslebury swallowed rather than spit, removing his fingers. “S… sorry… I…”

“I meant to do that.” Hasslebury sniggered, pulling Syrus into a kiss. “Now relax your lower body. You know, when you’re on the bottom being a midget has an advantage.”

“how is being so small I might as well be an elf an advantage?” Syrus demanded, panting lightly.

Hasslebury lifted Syrus’ legs and grinned. “Because it makes you /tight/.” He purred. “And men like that.”

Syrus’s cheeks turned pink. “Um…”

Hasslebury smirked, setting Syrus’ legs on his shoulders and used more lotion to slicken his erection. “Remember, relax your lower body.” He reminded Syrus, positioning himself outside the other’s entrance.

He pushed the first inch or so in, feeling Syrus tremble beneath him. Hasslebury was trying to hold back the temptation to just thrust his entire length in at once. Dino DNA meant dinosaur instincts, including the savagery of the urge to mate. So while Hasslebury was moving an inch at a time, the dinosaur mind was screaming for him to start pounding his partner into the mattress.

Syrus blushed, sweat beading up on his forehead, it stung, but when Hasslebury finally got the entire length in and his body adjusted to the intrusion it actually felt good. Hasslebury scooped Syrus up into his arms so that the two were in a sitting position. Syrus was straddling hasslebury’s lap, resting his head on the Dino user’s chest. Hasselbury kissed Syrus fervently, “okay, like this.” He husked in Syrus’ ear, lifting the bluenette up a few inches, then letting him down. “See?”

Syrus nodded, wrapping his arms around Hasslebury’s shoulders for leverage, lifting himself up again and back down, interpreting the Dino user’s low growl as one of pleasure. Hasslebury arched his hips to meet Syrus’ thrusts, shifting the angle so that the next thrust hit Syrus prostate.

Syrus squealed in pleasure and surprise, clinging to Hasslebury’s shoulders, the blush creeping across his cheeks. Hasslebury smirked, arching up as the bluenette started a rhythm, hitting the smaller duelist’s sweet spot with each roll of his hips. Syrus slowly started getting more confident, and Hasslebury leaned back, resting his weight on his hands and letting the other speed up.

Syrus’ mind was hazy with pleasure, his vision white with every hit to his sweet spot. He was screaming in pleasure, “Close… to…” He screamed as he came, body writhing around his lover’s erection. Hasslebury’s head tipped back as he howled in ecstasy, spilling into the diminutive bluenette. Syrus groaned, feeling the cum sear into him. He flopped back on the bed, panting as hasslebury pulled away and then crawled up to crouch next to him on the pillow. “So watcha think of sex with a man hmm?”

“That… was… incredible…” Syrus blushed the color of a tomato. Then he caught sight of the clock. “OH SHIT! I’m half an hour late for class!” he cried, running to find a towel to clean himself off with and grab up his clothes.

When Syrus got into class, Crowler berated him soundly for being late. As Syrus passed Aster’s seat he noticed the pro sound asleep. “huh? What’s up with Aster?” Syrus blinked.

Yugi snickered. “Um, something about there being too much noise in the room next to his.”

“But that’s Chazz’s room, he always complains about the noise!”

“You might want to check with Jaden about that.” Yugi snorted, indicating where Jaden and Chazz were sitting. “I think they went for an all nighter.”

Syrus had to hold back a nosebleed. “That’s the last thing I needed to hear.”

Jaden slumped forwards a little, about to fall asleep when he felt Chazz squeeze his crotch. “Hey.” He hissed. “My ass is already in pain! No footsie!”

Chazz hissed in Jaden’s ear. “Sorry Slacker. You’re going to stay awake in this class if I have to start necking you in the back row!”

Jaden’s eyes watered with the effort of staying awake, “Lucky Aster, he’s probably dueling in his sleep!”

“MISTER YUKI! No talking in class!” Jaden grimaced and facefaulted. "But Aster's snoring! Its making me drooowwwsy."