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I have no idea where this came from, but I'm writing it anyway.
Ryou was silently pleading with any deity that would listen for someone to rescue him. Somehow the pink-clad female had managed to get him trapped in a conversation, and damn if he wasn't too polite to just walk away. Damn manners! Stupid manners.
It had just dawned on him how much like his yami he sounded, when a warm form pressed up against his and an arm wrapped tight around his waist. Startled, he looked down, half afraid another of those annoying girls had snuck up behind him.
Instead it was Yugi. That didn't keep Ryou's eyes from bugging out. Yugi's expression was not one he had -ever- seen on the smaller boy. It was full of hunger and sleepy-eyed satisfaction. It didn't help that Yugi had managed to pose himself in an incredibly slinky, hot, "you-want-it" way. If it hadn't been for the fact that his eyes were violet, and there were no golden streaks in his hair, Ryou would have been sure that it was Yami Yugi who had suddenly became a leech on his side.
Then it got ten times worse when Yugi pouted.
While Ryou tried to remember how to breath, the leather-clad form against him managed the impossible and got even closer.
"Ryou-chan," started Yugi in a breathy voice. "You promised that you would come by and gift us with your...." He trailed off and licked his lips, leaving them moist. The look he gave Ryou could have set more flammable things on fire, and Ryou was positive that he had smoke coming from his ears.
Tearing his eyes from Yugi long enough to risk a quick glance at the woman in pink, he was pleased to notice that the hands holding his arm were now twitching. It looked as if she was itching to sink her claws into a new toy.
"Well," finished Yugi. "To gift us with whatever you want." Now the voice was a purr. Ryou wasn't sure if he wanted to be disturbed or to melt into a puddle of hormones. Not that he would ever try anything. If he and Yugi ever did, their yamis would go into insane jealously mode. And that would make living with them unbearable.
But, ooh, the images he could share with his yami later.
"Oh, I'm sorry my dear Yugi-chan." Pulling his arm from from the wanna be leech woman, he wrapped it around Yugi, pulling him into a rather intimatly position, full body hug. He realized why Yami Yugi liked his better half in leather. It made the hug rather... interesting. Not to mention it was quite flattering to Yugi's slender lines.
Grinning wildly, Ryou made his regrets to the young lady, who had developed a rather stunned expression on her face, and he and Yugi, still clinging to one another, made their escape.
Once they were out of sight, they pair broke apart. Yugi grinned wickedly at Ryou's expression. "Yami spotted you, and thought you might have needed rescued."
Ryou blinked. "And he didn't come himself?"
The grin couldn't have gotten more wicked looking, but it damn well tried. "I think," mock-whispered Yugi as they headed towards their friends, "that Yami thinks we look good together."
Further conversation on the topic was closed off for the moment as they joined the others at the table. However, Ryou wasn't going to let that one slip by. He'd be having a chat with Yugi later.
This promised to be intersting.
Like I said, it just came out of nowhere. But I like. *purrs* Yugi in leather. *drools*
Ryou was silently pleading with any deity that would listen for someone to rescue him. Somehow the pink-clad female had managed to get him trapped in a conversation, and damn if he wasn't too polite to just walk away. Damn manners! Stupid manners.
It had just dawned on him how much like his yami he sounded, when a warm form pressed up against his and an arm wrapped tight around his waist. Startled, he looked down, half afraid another of those annoying girls had snuck up behind him.
Instead it was Yugi. That didn't keep Ryou's eyes from bugging out. Yugi's expression was not one he had -ever- seen on the smaller boy. It was full of hunger and sleepy-eyed satisfaction. It didn't help that Yugi had managed to pose himself in an incredibly slinky, hot, "you-want-it" way. If it hadn't been for the fact that his eyes were violet, and there were no golden streaks in his hair, Ryou would have been sure that it was Yami Yugi who had suddenly became a leech on his side.
Then it got ten times worse when Yugi pouted.
While Ryou tried to remember how to breath, the leather-clad form against him managed the impossible and got even closer.
"Ryou-chan," started Yugi in a breathy voice. "You promised that you would come by and gift us with your...." He trailed off and licked his lips, leaving them moist. The look he gave Ryou could have set more flammable things on fire, and Ryou was positive that he had smoke coming from his ears.
Tearing his eyes from Yugi long enough to risk a quick glance at the woman in pink, he was pleased to notice that the hands holding his arm were now twitching. It looked as if she was itching to sink her claws into a new toy.
"Well," finished Yugi. "To gift us with whatever you want." Now the voice was a purr. Ryou wasn't sure if he wanted to be disturbed or to melt into a puddle of hormones. Not that he would ever try anything. If he and Yugi ever did, their yamis would go into insane jealously mode. And that would make living with them unbearable.
But, ooh, the images he could share with his yami later.
"Oh, I'm sorry my dear Yugi-chan." Pulling his arm from from the wanna be leech woman, he wrapped it around Yugi, pulling him into a rather intimatly position, full body hug. He realized why Yami Yugi liked his better half in leather. It made the hug rather... interesting. Not to mention it was quite flattering to Yugi's slender lines.
Grinning wildly, Ryou made his regrets to the young lady, who had developed a rather stunned expression on her face, and he and Yugi, still clinging to one another, made their escape.
Once they were out of sight, they pair broke apart. Yugi grinned wickedly at Ryou's expression. "Yami spotted you, and thought you might have needed rescued."
Ryou blinked. "And he didn't come himself?"
The grin couldn't have gotten more wicked looking, but it damn well tried. "I think," mock-whispered Yugi as they headed towards their friends, "that Yami thinks we look good together."
Further conversation on the topic was closed off for the moment as they joined the others at the table. However, Ryou wasn't going to let that one slip by. He'd be having a chat with Yugi later.
This promised to be intersting.
Like I said, it just came out of nowhere. But I like. *purrs* Yugi in leather. *drools*
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