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Atem wasn't entirely sure how he got into this position-literally. Being bent over a bed with hands gripping his hips and his face smushed into the mattress wasn't a familiar experience for him.
The sheets were twisted up between his fingers and he was staring at the wall through a foggy haze of lust. Moans were falling from his mouth as he was getting pounded into, each impale inside him forcing another noise out.
The relentless pace slowed down and he whined, raising his head, "Yugi... Yugi, please, don't tease me-"
His begging was cut off by his own gasp when that sadistic pace suddenly returned. He choked on a sob and dropped his head onto the mattress again. He rocked his hips back onto Yugi's dick and ignored the drool that was dripping down his lips.
Much to his dismay, though, he slowed down once more. Atem groaned and propped up on his elbows, peering over his shoulder... Only to realize that Yugi was no longer with him. Instead, it was the other half of Yugi; the side of him that Atem never thought he'd see.
The tight hold on his hips loosened and palms roamed further underneath him. He dragged them down his thighs briefly, then one hand landed protectively on his stomach. Atem extended his arms completely as he stared at the man.
"Yami...?" He breathed out with an unsure tone, still struggling to comprehend what was going on. It didn't help that he was being filled to the brim and on the verge of orgasming right there.
"Yami" said nothing in response to him, simply holding his stare with an intense one of his own. He covered Atem's hand with his, intertwining their fingers as he leaned in closely. Atem's gaze flickered down to his lips, a small whimper coming from his throat.
Hesitantly, the distance between them closed and Atem's lashes fluttered as he melted into it. Where Yugi was rough when things turned sexual, Yami was gentle. Although, both kisses were filled with passion and Atem could feel himself slipping from the grasps of reality.
Never breaking the kiss, Yami guided Atem to move into another position, putting him on his side this time. He pushed one leg to his chest and draped the other over his shoulder. Atem felt extremely exposed, but how could he care? Especially not when Yami was sliding back into him and wrapping a hand around his cock-Gods.
The kiss changed within a matter of seconds. What was once soft lips connecting was now two tongues battling against each other. Atem tangled his hand in Yami's hair and-
"Mmph! Fuck!" He cried out and he collapsed back onto the mattress when he was being slammed into. "Yugi, oh Gods-"
"Yes, baby?" Yugi purred innocently as if he didn't have a clue what was going on. Maybe he did, maybe he didn't. Either way, he was being a tease and Atem was not having it.
"Yugi, come on, please," Atem begged and pawed pathetically at his chest as he felt tears brimming his eyes. "Please fuck me."
"But, you're so cute when you're like this," Yugi cupped his cheek and wiped away a tear that had escaped. "My sweet, good boy."
Atem exhaled sharply at the pet name and stared up at Yugi pleadingly. He smiled and dipped down to steal a quick kiss from him, rubbing his hipbone with his thumb.
"You're so behaved for me... For us," Yugi murmured as his voice dropped an octave and the thrusts got slower, deeper, and harder. Yami guided his pelvis up and bottomed out inside of Atem, growling low in his throat when he clenched around him.
Atem didn't know what was happening-how this was happening, but he was loving it. The switching up of the pace, attitude, and treatment towards him made his head spin more than it ever could. He was overwhelmed in the best way possible.
His thighs were shaking and his cheeks were wet with tears, surely ruining his makeup. He wanted to see the stains on his skin, the marks that Yugi had left behind earlier across his body, and remind himself who he belonged to. He needed Yami's marks there, too.
Apparently, Yami was in agreement and seemed to read his mind. He littered kisses along his jaw, his teeth grazing his neck and tickling the sensitive skin. Atem sighed appreciatively and tilted his head to the side to give him more access. He hooked his arms under Yami's, clutching his shoulders as the man continued to grind into him.
He stared up at the ceiling through blurred vision, lewd shouts of ecstasy and slapping skin filled the quiet room when Yugi once more took control and rammed in Atem over and over. His nails dug into Yugi's shoulders and he shrieked when he hit his prostate head on. He scraped his nails down his backside and writhed under Yugi when the head of his dick massaged the bundle of nerves. He shivered when he heard a low grunt and realized that they had switched again.
"Please," Atem whispered. "Please, please move, I need you-"
"Keep begging, darling," Yami lifted his head to make eye contact with him, lips curled up in a smug smirk. His face morphed and Atem's breath hitched when a hand wrapped around his throat, Yugi muttering, "Tell me how badly you want us."
"Please, need it, need you, wanna come for you-both of you-Gods, please!" He babbled as Yugi's eyes gleamed with satisfaction.
Yugi grinned, "There we go."
He moved his palm down Atem's chest, flipping it over to spit on it before wrapping it around his erect cock. He was leaking on his stomach and Yugi pushed aside the urge to lick him clean. Somewhere in his mind, he could feel Yami's agreement.
Taking his place, Yami laid down and rolled his hips, sliding in and out of Atem. It wasn't fast, but he kept enough power in his thrusts to ensure the man's pleasure. He stripped his dick, flicking and twisting his wrist. His chest swelled with pride when Atem wound his legs and arms around him, clinging to him for dear life. He muffled his wailing in the crook of his neck, his toes curling and hands scrambling to find any purchase on Yami.
"I'm gonna-gonna come-ah, please, please, can I come, can I please-" Atem blurted, his words slurring at this point.
"Of course you can, my dear," Yami increased in speed slightly, just enough to send Atem tumbling over the edge. "Come for me."
Atem's vision whited out and he threw his head back, mouth open in a silent howl. His release spilled over Yami's hand and painted his own chest and stomach. He stayed tense and in doing so, caused Yami to lose his composure.
With a few final bucks of his hips, he came inside of Atem, making sure to switch with Yugi to let him feel the same pleasure. He basked in the high of their orgasm, quiet and whiny moans falling from his lips.
Not even caring that both of them were a sweaty and sticky mess, Yugi flopped down on top of Atem. He embraced him and peppered his face in affectionate kisses as he simmered in the afterglow of his climax. He wiped his tears away, ultimately spreading his runny mascara and eyeliner across his face. Whoops. They'd both have to take a shower, anyway.
"You're so good and perfect and amazing," Yugi praised, laying his forehead against Atem's. "You did wonderfully."
Atem was still pretty distant, but preened happily nonetheless. A small smile graced his lips as he closed his eyes. He relaxed and melted into the mattress, allowing Yugi to pull out. Cum was leaking out of his ass, but neither of them could seem to care.
"So... Did that count as a threesome?"
The grunt of protest from Atem sent Yugi into a fit of giggles, both of them laughing and kissing to make the other shut up moments later.