Kaiba's eyes roll shut slowly, and with what strength he has left, he laces his fingers in Yuugi's hair, touches it again, because it feels nice and comforting. He pulls Yuugi with him onto the bed, selfishly, until the man's atop him, but he doesn't care.
"Don't...stop."
It's not an order. It's an airy, far off request muttered against Yuugi's warm, comforting lips.
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Kaiba's eyes roll shut slowly, and with what strength he has left, he laces his fingers in Yuugi's hair, touches it again, because it feels nice and comforting. He pulls Yuugi with him onto the bed, selfishly, until the man's atop him, but he doesn't care.
"Don't...stop."
It's not an order. It's an airy, far off request muttered against Yuugi's warm, comforting lips.