Yuugi sat idly in his desk, not paying attention to his English teacher at all. Not that it didn't interest him. It just...didn't interest him compared to other things.

Or people...

Or spirits sealed in gold items that were over three thousand years old and suffering severe horniness and sex-deprivation from being alone for so long.

Actually, quite honestly, Yami being withdrawn from the world for so long, in all of his sexy sensual glory, seemed more of a curse to whatever time period he came from rather than himself. After all, it was obvious that Yami wasn't just some run-of-the-mill whore who would fuck anybody who came his way. He was more intellectual and down-to-earth, preferring more of a one-on-one than an all-out sex-blowout party. And he liked his prey to be...um...playful, obviously. Yuugi knew this after just one night.

And...

Yuugi blushed as he thought this...

He seemed to care for no other than Yuugi himself.

When he spoke, it wasn't just speaking at Yuugi; it was speaking TO him, to hear him RESPOND, to hear his VOICE. When he looked at him, he wasn't just looking. He was analyzing, taking in the sight of the little one, smiling at his reactions and understanding why they happened and knowing that HE caused them. Yami did, Yami and no other. And when he TOUCHED him... he wasn't just feeling for himself. He wanted Yuugi to feel every inch, to feel the softness and the sensuality and the smoothness of need that flowed from his head to his eyes to his very fingertips...

"How poetic."

A familiar sensual voice purred from the boys mind.

Yuugi's neck hairs rose on end and swooned from the pinpricks of arousal gently prodding every inch of his body.

"Yami..." He whispered softly, the name on his physical tongue sending a shiver up his spine.

"You don't need to be vocal, Yuu-Chan, I can hear you just fine." Yami chuckled. Yuugi knew that Yami liked talking to him. Several millennia trapped in a puzzle probably garnered a need for socialization in him. "And if you would like to get out of English early, I have a new game for us to play...well, not really a game, more of a...test." Yuugi could hear the excitement in the spirits voice.

Someone was HORNY...

Not that Yuugi minded.

"All you have to do is raise your hand and say in that cute sweet voice of yours, 'Sensei, may I please use the bathroom?' He'll believe you."

Yuugi's hand shot right up, complying with Yami's whim.
"Sensei, may I please use the bathroom?" He asked, mimicking his other word for word. The teacher nodded and began writing out a pass for the boy.

"See?" The spirit said. "Who could doubt such a face?"

'My Jii-Chan.'

Yuugi thought to himself, standing from his desk. He picked up his backpack and swung it over his shoulders and making his way to the teachers' desk.

"Well, your 'Jii-Chan' must be a very wise man then." Yami said, seemingly unhorny. But the tone was probably because he was discussing the elderly. "Or he must have grown up very close to you."
'Both, actually.'
Yuugi responded, taking the pass and thanking his Sensei properly before leaving the classroom.

"Wise of you to take your things." Yami said, the lust returning as the subject of grandfathers faded.
"But...but we still have almost twelve minutes left of the period." Yuugi said quietly to Yami.

"I'll have you moaning by six and screaming by two." The spirit of the Puzzle promised. Yuugi turned a nice shade of red at what he knew Yami was implying.

"Such a promise is no way to start a game." The boy countered, opening the bathroom door. A snicker tickled at the back of the boys' inner ear as Yuugi entered the restroom.

"Is it empty?" The poltergeist asked. Yuugi nodded and he felt the spirit grin. "Good. Lock the door."
"I can't. We'd need the janitor to do that." Yuugi confessed, suddenly surprised when it gave a small click. He turned and jiggled the doorknob, finding it locked now. "Nani..." he questioned, wondering what happened.

"No matter, I did." The other replied, sounding almost smug.

"You?"

"Yuu-Chan, remember who I am." The gentle swell of the spirits ego was heard in his words. Yuugi decided to let him have the moment, not exactly knowing what 3,000 years could do to a persons' ego. "Stand in front of the mirror. The one directly in front of the stall." Yami said excitedly. Yuugi moved, dropping his backpack beside...something; he honestly couldn't remember nor did he care to but it was in plain sight. He stepped in front of the mirror, eyes now wide at what he saw.

Just like in the morning.

Yami smiled, leaning against the sink and elbows on the sides of the ceramic. His fingers were laced together and he rested his chin on his knuckles.
"Yuu-Chan." He chuckled. "I love seeing your face again so soon." Yuugi fought down the urge to run into the mirror for it would hurt. He just blushed and watched the spirit eye him closely with a stirring in his lower gut.

"Yami..." He whispered. "How did you-"
"I have ways, my darling." Yami purred, eyes slanting sexily. Yuugi blushed at the way his other looked at the moment. "Ways that can be...useful to us. Like right now." A hand removed itself from the other, Yami's chin now on one hand as he beckoned Yuugi with a finger. The blush on the schoolboys face deepened at the overplayed-by-many-but-intensely-sexy-from-Yami mannerism.

"Don't be shy." His eyes flickered. "The same power that gave us our privacy and our ability to speak as this...that will begin our game." Yuugi swallowed at this, really more a fan of the whole get-me-in-that-Soul-Room-place-like-last-time-and-just-fuck-me-there plan.

"Yuu-Chan, it wouldn't be as FUN." Yami grinned. The boy's face was as red as the eyes that hardened him in a matter of seconds (Hell, he was getting hard NOW) and stepped towards the mirror. "Good boy, Yuu-Chan." Yami purred as the boy was also leaning against the sink. But mostly for support. His other was making him dizzy with want.

Yami switched his position to reflect his other half, hands on either side, torso leaned forward.

"I'll need a part of you to begin our game. And you'll need a part of me." Yami said, red melting into violet. Yuugi found himself trapped in that gaze, feeling whatever burned behind them starting in his stomach.

GOD was he hard.

"A part of...huh?" he asked dreamily, not really listening.
"Just relax and I'll show you." The spirit soothed, eyes seeming deeper than before. The boy fell into those pools of crimson, not really paying attention to much else at the moment. How could he with those burning scarlets staring him down?

Knowing exactly what he wanted.

Knowing exactly what to give.

"Let it all go...Just let me in...I won't do anything to harm you, I promise." The words melted into him, he wasn't paying attention really. He felt a tiny trickle of something in the back of his mind but disregarded it.
"Good." Yami said softly.

"Yami..." Yuugi whispered softly, eyes closing. The want inside him swelled when he spoke the spirits current name.

"Yuugi." The named whimpered slightly as he silently begged for the spirits touch...like last night.

And the night before...

"Yuu-Chan?" Yami asked. "I'm ready to start."
"Hmm?" Yuugi asked, opening his eyes. He meant to raise his left hand-

He couldn't control his arm.
"N-Nani?" He questioned, a little nervous. What had Yami done?
"That's mine now." The spirit responded, lifting his left hand (To Yuugi, it was his right) and waving a bit.

His arm copied it exactly.

"I call this game 'Mirror'." The spirit said. "Just as one of my arms extends as yours, one of yours extends as mine." Yuugi blinked at that, raising his own hand a bit.

Yami's did the same.

"A few things though. Whatever hand you are controlling, you can only feel what I feel. And vice versa. But you can maneuver it however you want. Example..." He smiled a bit more, taking his hand and gently rubbing at his own Adams apple. Yuugi's hand moved to his own, mimicking the softness and the sensuality of it.

"You feel what I do to myself instead of me." He said, a bit clearer. Yuugi sighed softly. It was truly Yami's now, it even felt like it. Soft and rough, gentle yet strong...it was his touch.

"Yuugi?" The spirit of some-obscure-thousand-years-of-sent-up-sex questioned, seeing his love half lidded and relaxed. He chuckled, dropping his hand to his hip. The boy blinked, shaking off whatever spell Yami had cast from that touch. "Come back to me, love. I have more to explain."

Augh! Just a little more to the side!

Yuugi bit back a whine as Yami's fingers drummed on his hip. He was torturing Yuugi and he KNEW IT!

"Touch whatever you want on your body. But at the same time, my temptations will conflict with yours. The core plot is to make the other cum first." Yuugi blushed at the word, his arousal twitching once. The puzzle poltergeists eyes glinted with his sexy little plot in mind. "We'll have to touch there eventually."

There WAS a God, he just knew it...

"Is that it?"
"That's it." Yami shrugged. "I don't expect you to cheat so I won't bother. But we only have until the bell." Yami gestured for Yuugi to check his watch. The boy did and Yami gazed down at his own, similar to Yuugi's. "We'll have nine minutes in five...four...three..."

Yuugi watched the second hand count down to Yami's voice.

"Two...one." The hand went to his shirt. Yami grinned.

"Game Start."

The white shirt was unbuttoned in a heartbeat, molesting the boy's delicate teat. He tossed his head back and moaned wantonly, Yami's grin growing.

"Like that?" He asked, rubbing the nub in circles with his thumb. The boy could only moan again as it slowed down but increased pressure.
"Yami..." He tried to shake himself of his stupor. This was a game! He had to play!

...Plus, Yami being driven mad with pleasure was a sight he HAD to see.

The boy thought for a minute, trying to remember what he learned about the spirit in the short time he was able to touch him while attempting to ignore Yami's attempts at seduction.

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Yuugi took the initiative and took the taut nub into his mouth. Yami leaned his head back on instinct. He gasped a little, relishing the feeling. His hips bucked a little but not enough to make contact. Yuugi toyed with the teat in between his teeth, nibbling, licking, sucking, anything he could manage with it. Yami moaned.

"Yuu-Chan…" A hand moved across the spirits stomach and began to flick and squeeze the other nipple. Another loud breath was heard from the ghost as Yuugi's lips moved downwards. He was loving this right now.

Yami's hips bucked up at the hot contact, arousal meeting arousal. Yuugi moaned in pure want, pushing his erection right back. One cock rubbed the other, hard and waiting for the other to respond. Yuugi shivered as his tongue moved to the naval, dipping in and out, teasing the spirit. The handsome man's head swished from one side to the other, pure desire taking control.

"Yuugi…" He whispered lustfully, eyes clouded in lust. The entirety of his name being said sent another wave of erotic chills down the teenagers spine until…

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DAMNIT! He was right in front of him, ready for anything Yuugi dealt! Why hadn't he seized his chance?! And it wasn't like he could suck his own nipple or anything! Fuck!

Whuh-huh, GOD...

"Ohh..." He moaned quieter now, the hand moving downwards onto his stomach. Fingers pressed into the flesh softly, prickling his skin with small circles and gentle movements.

"You might want to begin playing, Yuu-Chan." Yami said with a grin. "You're making this too easy for me."

Yuugi tried to glare but the pleasure turned it into a pout. Yami copied, but stuck his tongue out playfully a few seconds after.

If only there was no mirror and he was really there...there were many things to be done with that tongue...

Yuugi, finally able to think clearly enough to act, brought his hand to his lips and licked his thumb wet. Yami blinked in confusion, not sure of what was going on. The confused look was replaced when the boy started rubbing the nipple again, only this time, it was on Yami's side.

"Oh..." He breathed, tilting his head up a tiny bit. "Yes...like that, Yuugi."

Now we were getting somewhere.

Yuugi trailed the wet thumb down across the stomach and teased the naval like he knew Yami liked. Another moan from the spirit who then switched up his game plan and returned to the others neck, where he rubbed at the boys' sensitive skin. As Yuugi's head lolled back, the ghostie slid that hand over to the shoulder and the fingers pressed and rubbed softly. Yuugi moaned at the attention, relaxing under the touch.

"My Yuu-Chan..." Yami whispered to himself, raising the hand to his face and running a finger from temple to chin, Yuugi's breathing was even and smooth at the soft relaxing touch.

"Feels good?" Yami grinned. The boy nodded deftly. "This'll feel better." He chuckled, the hand moving down his chest slowly. "We actually don't have that much time left, Yuugi. It went rather quickly." Yami gestured again and Yuugi checked.

"Six minutes. I told you I'd have you moaning by then." He smirked, eyes glinting with a plan. "Now to make you scream." The hand went down, cupping the boy between the legs. A louder moan escaped him as the hand rocked back and forth, the thickening member twitching in his hand.

"Work with me, Yuu-Chan." Yami whispered, fingers sliding over the clothed flesh as he continued to rub the hardened cock. Yuugi's vision swam as his knees shook. His hand went to the sink for support as he bucked his hips shamelessly. Yami's had mimicked him and he grinned.
"Is this a sign of surrender? I was hoping you'd play until the end."
No...He couldn't give up...Yami was...he needed...Ugh...but it felt so good.

The fingers suddenly stopped, Yuugi turning his head to Yami quickly.

"Why'd you stop?!" he asked, not meaning to sound as whiny or horny as he did. Yami's smile turned a bit smug, pleased at Yuugi's need.

"Because I'd like an answer." Yami said simply. "Are you giving up?"

Yuugi had no answer.

"If you want to give up...I can deal you a tie breaker later tonight." He offered. "You won once, in my Soul Room. If you give up, I'll have won once. And when you get home...tonight...before the WEEKEND..." He smirked. "No distractions, no need to wake up early to break us away...Just a nice...hot...little game." Yuugi's thighs rubbed together. Yami was making the ordeal sound utterly EROTIC...Something he needed now...

"G-Gomen..." Yuugi whispered. Yami blinked.
"For what?"
"For giving up." He bowed his head, feeling sort of guilty at the idea. "I hate doing that. It feels like cheating someone out of a good game...I just..."
"Yuugi." Yami whispered. "Is this the first time you've been manhandled?" He asked. The word sounded funny in Yami's voice and Yuugi blushed but nodded. "Thought so. It's alright, Yuu-Chan, you're just aroused is all." Yami smiled, trying to reassure his little lover. "Your first time should be for you. And it will. Just relax." His eyes shone again as a finger slid up and down the boys' penis once. Yuugi gasped as the other chuckled. "Game over. Like I said, this is just for you...a preview of sorts." Yuugi staggered to his feet, trying to keep balance.

"I...I need to get to the stall." He said softly. Yami gave a soft pout, rubbing at the boy again with his full hand. Another loud moan from his light while his lip was still jut out.

"But I want to SEE you." He said in a voice that made Yuugi shiver.

"If I cream myself, I can't go back to the classroom." He said. "And if I get it on the floor, they'll crack down on us."
"And you think they'll find us?" The spirit asked. Yuugi shook his head.

"No...But it would be wrong..." Yami sighed, feeling a bit defeated in that aspect. Yuugi was surprised, however when Yami gave him a devious looking grin a few seconds later.
"Well then...just sit on the sink." He offered.
"WHAT?!" Yuugi exclaimed, eyes wide and a blush across his cheeks.
"A little louder, love. I don't think they heard you upstairs." Yami joked. "You heard me. And then we'll just wash the evidence right down the drain."
"You're serious, aren't you?" Yuugi asked, a little disturbed but mostly turned on at how creative his sex crush could be. Yami nodded with a smile, groping himself (Though he couldn't feel it) and the boy once and stopping again. A loud moan as the boy tossed his head back.
"Come, lover..." Yami whispered, tempting his other into his demands.

Yuugi had no choice, it felt like. If anything, Yami's sexual prowess was beginning to drive him mad with his own desire. He looked at the sink, unsure of how to do it.

"Sit on it with your legs spread." Yami grinned before freezing. He sniggered a bit. "Oh...of course...First we need to get rid of these..." The hand on his member moved upwards, toying with Yuugi's pants button and soon pulling it from its place, leaving the boy unbuttoned.

"Yami..." Yuugi whispered, the sheer steps to removal causing him to buck his hips up slightly.
"Shhh..." Yami quieted the boy, slowly undoing the zipper. "Save your voice." The hand gripped the uniform bottoms in its fingers, also taking the underwear underneath it with it, and pulled down slowly, antagonizing his little one to moan again.

It worked.

When they dropped to the puzzle solver's ankles, he looked up to Yami who grinned.
"Sit up." He whispered, using the hand he controlled to grip a part of the sink. Yuugi moved his hand akin to Yami's and both arms pulled him onto the cold ceramic, legs spread wide out of need for support. Yuugi gave a soft short moan as red eyes darted to his member. That smile on the spirits face was one of approval as he examined the cock carefully. Red eyes went back to violet, locking to them.

"How utterly perfect my Yuu-Chan is..." he whispered. Yuugi's mind hazed over, his only concern now to please Yami...and get rid of that hard-on.

A strange sound brought him out of his stupor.

"The bell-"
"Forget it." Yami whispered, hand returning to the boys' erection. "You're staying here." A small smirk. "After all, you can't exactly walk in there with a half-weeping hard-on, can you?" Yuugi groaned loudly as he was taunted with his own-and Yami's-fingers.

"But...But my class-"
"Go to the teacher and tell him you weren't feeling well. Stomach problems. Or something unmentionable." Yami offered, using the controlled hand to wrap around the boys member.

"For someone who-AHH!-doesn't ch-cheat, you certainly-ooohh...-enjoy...lyiiiiing..." The last word slurred as the hand began to pump the hardness it gripped, sliding itself up and down. Yuugi's hips matched its rhythm.

"Very good." Yami whispered, his lust's growth eminent in his voice. "And if not lying, perhaps you'd like to tell him that your other half challenged you to a game, then? No need to tell him about your mess or the contents of the game." Yuugi swallowed, deeming his other to be correct.

Fingers reached back, caressing the sac behind the pulsing member. A short scream that Yuugi tried to bite down.
"I want to hear you." Yami whispered. "No one will know. Just let it loose."
"B-"
"Don't speak. Just scream." He whispered, caressing him still, faster this time. Yuugi's moaning continued, his breathing labored as the spirit dominated his entire being. His body shivered in lust, hips gyrating to the touch at speeds he didn't think they could reach, and his penis throbbing and red, weeping at the tip.

A thumb eagerly swiped over that as the hand came back up, swirling it over the tip of the younger's member. He tossed his head back and whined louder, a pitchy tone to the last of it making it almost a scream.

"How close, Yuu-Chan?" Yami asked with a sexuality to him that no one could come close to achieving. "Tell me."
His only reply was a pleasured screech as those fingers continued against his sac. His hips moved faster, eyes glazed. His entire body was charged with energy as his hips rocked for what he knew would come. Pleasure coiled and wound tight in his lower stomach and he knew it was soon.

Unfortunately, he couldn't exactly think at the moment. And words seemed to fail him.

A nail scratched the underside of his cock. He screamed in his ecstasy.

"Ahh...that's pretty close.." Yami chuckled. "Don't worry, Yuu-Chan...Just keep it up...mm...You're doing beautifully..." The pumping and teasing of the member picked up its speed, the keeper of the puzzle trying his hardest to keep enough blood circulating to let him breathe when it all wanted to go straight to his dick.

"YAMI!" he screamed finally, the coil letting go before quickly snapping back. He bucked, as if to release his burning seed, but it was only halfway. Yuugi bit his lip, letting out a wanton moan as he desperately tried to gain some relief.

"Almost...Almost." Yami whispered and Yuugi could tell by his voice he was enjoying the sight. The boy closed his eyes, squeezing them shut and writhing from the pleasures. His back arched, head thrown back, one hand behind him to keep this steady and the other toying and groping as if this was the last time he could ever orgasm.

A final scream of pleasure ripped from his throat as the pleasure coil snapped, milky white seed spilling from his tip into the sink right as it did so. His body was locked up, his legs were shaking and the hand's grip tightened a bit, riding it out as long as it could go. His vision flashed white and he swore he'd go blind if it lasted longer. His lungs stopped pumping air and for a minute, it felt like his heart stopped beating. Or was beating too fast to be felt. Either way, he was in bliss. Heaven. Euphoria.

He took a sharp breath as everything slowed down, vision returning, lungs working, heart beating and his tip letting the remainder of his bliss loose until the last drop fell.

Which, to Yuugi, it did all too soon.

"Yuugi..." A lusting whisper sounded as the pleasure warmed him despite his trembling. The tightness subsided, his body winding down from its incredible release.

"Yami...Oh God..." He moaned, feeling limp compared to the past...well over twelve minutes. A familiar sensation in the back of his mind told him Yami was at work again and when it ended, he found he had feeling again in his left arm.

That arm, now free, let loose of his cock and secured himself on the sink as the other reached up and rubbed his eyes. The violet orbs looked to his reflection and he blanched at Yami's lust-taken sight.

Those eyes turned to him, dark and burning. Every centimeter of his person seemed to be imbued with...something. Oh, Yuugi didn't even know...

But whatever it was, he wanted it for himself.

"Tonight...I will receive what you give." Yami whispered huskily. Yuugi turned red again. "And you will receive me in return." He eyes his other with unretainable lust before smirking a bit.

"Have fun cleaning up...I can't wait to see that again." The smirk widened. "I have a fun little game in mind...I hope you'll enjoy it..." Yuugi reached a hand and touched only glass. Yami chuckled, shaking his head.

"Tonight.." He whispered, voice fading to the back of his mind.

Yuugi's face fell when only his reflection, his real reflection, was left.

All he could do now was clean up, attempt to account for himself, and wait for tonight...

When the heat he felt would spark again.

But...until then...

"SHIT! THE WATER'S COLD!"

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Digi12: --Thumbs up-- There ya go. Chapter three. We're almost done here.. One game to go. Who will win? What game is Yami planning? Why am I asking you? --Sigh-- forget it...it's 4 'o fucking clock A.M...It's too late for wit... Ja ne...