Ten minutes later Yugi woke up to Yami coming back from the bathroom, the smaller boy blinking a few times and then mumbling, "Boy nipples are weird" as soon as the other teen got to his side and went to get on the mattress, eyebrows shooting up.

Was he saying that he didn't want to play with his nipples?

Yugi smacked his lips. "Girl nipples are weird."

Yami stared at him blankly. How the fuck did he know what girl nipples looked like?

The smaller boy moved closer, sitting up and whispering in his ear, "The word nipples is weird."

So...was he for or against nipples?

Yugi's eyes widened drastically suddenly, blinking and reaching over to pull his shirt up, staring at his nipples while Yami gawked and felt his face burn to the point that he was kind of scared of scar tissue.

"Sensitive chest raisins," Yugi whispered softly.

Oh fucking hell...

Yami gently grabbed at his shoulders and pushed him back just enough that they were staring into each other's eyes. "Little one, no. Just...just no," he stated softly, shaking his head slowly. "We don't call them that."

Yugi blinked and then slowly glanced up at his face again before looking back. "Okay..." He paused and yawned again, reaching out to wrap his arms around him. "I'm still tired."

"No shit."

"Very shit."

Yami snickered and shook his head, pulling him back to the mattress and snuggling into him, rubbing at his back until he fell asleep again; his poor, sweet little aibou was just too cute sometimes.
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"Ssh!" Yugi cried, trying to bat away his hands and listen more fully to his music, attempting to ignore him and continue with the songs that were playing; Yami pursed his lips and tickled him again, making him yelp and jump, trying to grab at his hands. "Yami, I'm trying to have an eargasm!"

Yami frozen next to him, staring until his eyes burned when he finally blinked, Yugi going completely still at his side and then slowly looking at him and swallowing hard, whispering, "Please tell me I didn't just..."

"Eargasm. Ear. Gasm."

"It's...an orgasm...for your ears..."

Yami narrowed his eyes. "Lies!"

"No! That's what it-"

"You're cheating on me with music."

"Yami, an eargasm isn't-"

"I'm the only one who should be giving youanything 'gasm' related," he huffed, crossing his arms and glaring at him unhappily while the blue-violet-eyed teen felt his cheeks heating in embarrassment; for a moment they both just stared at each other and then, finally, Yugi went about trying to at least say something.

"But...but I like eargasms! You can't take them away from me!"

...And that just had to be what he blurted out, didn't it?

Yami stared at him for a long moment and then leaned forward, narrowing his eyes and whispering, "I could give you eargasms like you've never imagined" as he pulled the earphone out and reached over to do the same with the other, taking them and the iPod and settling it on the other side of the couch.

Yugi furrowed his brows and gave him a confused look. "Eargasms, Yami."

The taller teen shifted closer and moved his mouth to his ear, dropping his voice into a sultry purr of "My eargasms will give you orgasms."

The smaller boy shivered, because yep, Yami was definitely starting to prove that statement right; he swallowed hard, blinking twice, and then swallowed hard around a whimper of, "Oh my gods."

Yami snickered and licked the shell of his ear, the smaller boy quivering and whining in the back of his throat as he pulled back, laughing in delight. "And I didn't even have to touch you the first time!"

This was so uncomfortable...

"Yami," he mumbled, blushing harder and swallowing as he glanced at him awkwardly.

"Mmhmm?" Yami chuckled smugly, grinning widely and watching him curiously.

"...Do you...do you have...some, um...n-new...?"

Oh gods, he couldn't ask it all the way.

"...New...?"

Yugi winced and scrunched his face up in pure embarrassment at the confusion that made up Yami's expression; he wondered if he could make himself smaller if he bunched up his limbs but that would have been so much more uncomfortable and he didn't want that to happen...

Because...oh, ew...

"Um...s-spare...?"

Oh, please, Yami had to know what that meant or else life was just too cruel; surely the red-eyed teen knew what that meant. He was extremely smart and observant and it shouldn't have been so hard for him to understand what he was asking.

Please understand what he was asking...

Yami took a single second, blinking. "Spare...? Oh! Oh!" A playful smirk crossed his face, eyebrows waggling in pure amusement as they looked at each other and Yugi wondered if his face would explode from the heat. "Ooh, sosensitive, little one."

"Yami!" he squeaked, pushing him away and awkwardly jumping to his feet; the taller teen did a good job of keeping his eyes on his face whereas someone else would have been staring at the telltale wet spot making up the crotch of his pants.

"Do you realize how much fun we're going to have when we finally have sex?" he snickered, purring and getting to his feet as well. "I can't wait."

Yugi wanted to bury his face in his shirt but he wanted to push him away at the same time, and found himself instead settling for chewing his lip and whining Yami's name again.

"Okay, okay," the other boy chuckled, smiling widely with a small laugh as he leaned forward to kiss his cheek. "Yeah, come on. We'll go get you some new boxers and..."

Yugi blinked when he trailed off, opening his mouth to ask what he meant only to see the excitement in those bright red eyes, question answered immediately as he blurted out, "Can Iwatch?"

His eyes nearly popped out of his head. "Yami!"

"Does my name count as yes or no?"

"It's sticky!" Yugi cried, shifting awkwardly and glaring at him with slightly watery eyes.

"Ra..." Yami groaned, the word curling upwards into a whine in the back of his throat.

The smaller boy whined in response, grabbing his arm and shaking it slightly to get his mind out of the gutter, the red-eyed teen staring at him with glazed over eyes for a split second. "I-it's uncomfortable, Yami."

Yami blinked once and licked his lips to keep from admitting to the fact that he had experienced the same problems a few times before when Yugi had sat in his lap. "Yeah, uh..."

Oh, but that image of Yugi in his underwear was driving him insane.

"Oh, right! Uh...go ahead and go upstairs. I'll, uh"-his voice cracked, growing high-pitched and squeaky but rough around the edges, startling both of them-"meet you up there."

Yugi couldn't bite back the loud squeak that came out of his mouth, shocked out of his mind as he turned and ran upstairs, blushing so harshly that he was pretty sure he could replace a stoplight.

Yami watched him go, groaning under his breath, and mumbled, "Fucking Ra..." before sighing and shaking his head, running after him.

This sucked.

Two days after Christmas and he was getting a little bit of his wish...

He stepped into his room just as Yugi vanished into the bathroom; the taller teen wondered what pants he had grabbed now that his own were somewhat...soiled. Vaguely he wondered if he should throw them into the washer with some of his other clothes and then give them to him when they went through the dryer, but at the same time he didn't think it was going to happen.

He felt like Yugi might be too embarrassed if that happened.

When the smaller boy came out, he found him in his favorite gray-black skinny jeans, the bottoms bunched up some at the beginning of his shoes but the rest sculpting his body rather well, and for a moment Yami wanted to moan, because now he was kind of too horny...

"We should stop pretending that pants are even necessary," he announced, turning to him with eager eyes that made him blush and duck his head. "It's time we progress past the rest of our society!"

"Yami..."

"Fine, fine...but, on the bright side..."

Yugi raised his head only enough to look at him through his long lashes.

"An orgasm a day keeps the stress away!"

He blinked once, blushed harder, and then pursed his lips and turned away, grumbling, "Pervert's guide to happiness."

"Yes!" he exclaimed immediately, pointing at him. "It is! It is my fucking guide!"

Yugi smiled and shook his head, tilting his head before grinning just a little wider and glancing at his boyfriend before both of them froze when they heard the door open loudly, the sound of footsteps far too noisy for either of them to focus on or even attempt a conversation anymore.

"Probably Bakura and Malik," Yami commented with a roll of his eyes, gesturing for him to follow and leading the way down the stairs; both of them could hear the two cousins bickering but the moment they stepped into the kitchen and they turned towards him, the look-alikes froze in place with wide eyes.

Both of them were covering their faces and some of their forehead was extremely red and irritated and looked almost as if it might blister at any point.

"What the fuck happened to you two?"

Bakura hissed and kept his hands over his face while Malik groaned out, "We were going through the stuff in the attic and we ran across some condoms and lubricant."

"I already don't like where this is going," Yami muttered, shuddering as Yugi elbowed him in the ribs.

"And this idiot convinced me it was a good idea to fill up the condoms with the lubricant and put them in the microwave," Bakura snarled, glaring at the blond, "so when it beeped, this dumb fuck over here decided to poke them with a pin. And the burning lubricant sprayed on us and it felt like Satan had just ejaculated on our faces."

Yami threw his head back, laughing, and Yugi gawked before covering his mouth as he started cracking up; both of the newcomers glared at each other and continued rubbing at their faces, frustrated beyond belief.

"It's not funny," Bakura snarled, rubbing harshly. "It's not fucking funny at all!"

"That's hilarious," Yugi argued, blushing and laughing harder. "'It felt like Satan ejaculated on our faces.'"

"Shit!" Yami choked out, doubling over.

"Oh my god, I don't think it gets better than that."

"Says you!" Malik snapped, groaning and rubbing his face again. "You're such fucking assholes."

"You should get some ice for those burns," Yami snorted, gesturing towards the fridge and nearly falling over himself when he burst out laughing again.

"Fuck me," Bakura spat, going over and grabbing a bag of frozen peas and pressing it into his face completely, moaning softly in pure pleasure at the feeling.

"Goddamn it, Bakura, you have to lower your genius level. You've just fucking hit quadruple digits. Never go quadruple digits," Yami said, shaking his head firmly. "This is the result when you allow Malik to make you hit quadruple digits."

"Never," he agreed, nodding rigorously. "I will notgo quadruple digits with my genius level. Ever again."

"Wait, so no one gives a fuck about my genius level?" Malik snapped suddenly, eyes wide when they had remained silent for a long minute.

"No, why would we?" Yami scoffed, shaking his head. "You're not as...complex as Bakura when he does something stupid. All it takes to make you feel better is a pat on the head and something sympathetic like, 'Oh, it's okay' but with him, he gets all whiny and bitchy and you have to be quick about making him feel good again and destroying any urge he might have to continue his behavior. You...on the other hand...well...you just don't ever learn anyways."

"Exactly!" the silver-haired teen stated immediately. "Except the whiny and bitchy part."

"Oh no, you get whiny and bitchy," his red-eyed cousin stated.

"I do not get whiny and bitchy!"

"Yes, Bakura, you do."

"No, I fucking don't!"

"Bitch, please, you have got to be kidding me. You always have and you always will."

"I don't-"

"It...kind of sounds like whining and bitching to me," Yugi commented suddenly.

"And there you have it," Yami said, gesturing vaguely. "You are officially whining and bitching."

"Fucking assholes. Tell me you wouldn't be whining and bitching if you had Satan ejaculate on your face!"

"There's a such thing as pride," the red-eyed teen stated slowly, "you should learn to get some."

Yugi suddenly blinked and looked at them with wide eyes, staring first at Yami's hands and then his own before asking, "Hey, um...what do you even do with your hands during sex?"

His boyfriend opened his mouth to reply but stopped short and turned to his cousins, blinking wide, questioning eyes to which Bakura snorted a laugh and said, "Play Miss Mary Mack with an invisible person."

Yugi's eyes widened drastically, picturing it and narrowing his eyes; he couldn't do that with Yami. Knowing him he would probably be jealous of the invisible person and all hell would break out and...

Wow...why had he just taken that seriously?

"Braid each other's hair," Mana announced as she jumped down the last step and wandered around them to grab a soda from the fridge, winking at Yugi playfully.

"Eat a sandwich, usually," Bakura snorted, smirking and grabbing an apple from the fruit bowl.

"Put them in your pockets."

"Pockets?" Yami echoed, narrowing his eyes and staring at the blond before tipping his head to the side. "What the fuck? Why would you have pockets?"

"...I thought you had to be naked to have sex," Yugi commented, furrowing his brows and looking at Yami for confirmation.

"You do."

"Oh..." The smaller teen nodded once and then his mind gave him a disgusting picture that made him spin on the tanned male with horrified eyes, whispering, "Then what the fuck kind of sex have you been having?"

"The fun kind," Malik snapped, rolling his eyes.

"Fun my ass! That wouldn't be fun!" Yugi cried, throwing his arms up while Bakura, Yami and Mana stared at him in shock; what the fuck was going on in his little aibou's brain right now?

"Yugi, um...maybe you should go ahead and stop while you still-"

"Like, your clothes are going to be ruined and-buying new ones? Unless you're freaking Mana, that shit is not fun and-"

Yami clamped his hand over his mouth, really hoping that it wouldn't be too impossible for him to stay quiet; he was pretty sure he was about to prove him wrong, especially when Yugi started moving his lips against his palm.

"I have to-"

"We should go watch a movie. I think a movie would be nice."

"What's he got to say that you're so desperate to hide?" Bakura snickered.

"N-nothing," Yami stammered, blushing slightly and squeezing his eyes shut for a moment; what was the best way to get out of this?

"Aw, come on, Yami, let him talk," Mana snorted, "I, for one, want to hear what he has to say."

"You just want to embarrass me with whatever comes out of his mouth."

"Damn straight. You poured cereal over my head, you dumbass."

"You stunk."

"You stink!"

"You're stupid!"

"And you're an idiot!"

"That's the same insult!"

"No, stupid is an adjective and idiot is a noun! Get your shit straight!"

"It's a sad day when your little sister is smarter than you," Bakura commented, rolling his eyes.

"Bitch, please," Yami spat, "you're the one who let him talk you into letting Satan ejaculate on your face."

"Why do you keep using that word? It's so...correct," Malik hissed.

"Because that's how I phrased it, moron," Bakura snapped.

"Oh, well, my fucking bad, asshole."

"Whatever-wait one fucking second," the silver-haired teen cried, turning to his red-eyed cousin. "Did she just say that you fucking dumped cereal over her head?"

"She needed a bath."

"Goddamn."

"She stunk and she needed a fucking bath."

"And you couldn't have just told her that?"

"I did but she was being stupid and wouldn't take one."

"Dad stunk up the bathroom."

"There are like...six bathrooms in this fucking house, what the fuck is wrong with you that you couldn't just go into another one?"

"My special shampoo and conditioner and hair spray were in there!" Mana snarled. "I can't take a shower without them to do my hair! God, Bakura, fucking think for a moment, would you?!"

"This bitch," Bakura growled, "I'm going to end up clawing her fucking eyes out soon enough."

"You're all so abusive," Yugi mumbled, drawing Yami's attention and making him blink wide eyes; the smaller boy frowned and then bit his thumbnail. "I don't know what I should do with this information..."

"Embrace it."

Yugi blinked at him.

"Make love to it."

The smaller boy's eyes widened drastically, blushing.

"And remember it only applies to familial bullshit like this."

He opened and closed his mouth but after a moment or two he simply nodded because he couldn't really think of anything to say to that.

Yami stared at him for a long minute, surprised, and then shrugged as he turned away again just as Malik and Bakura started snarling at each other about how he was an idiot for poking the condoms with a pin.

He neglected to point out that he was the really stupid one for going along with it in the first place.

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