Yuugi adjusted himself and his weight so that none of it would be on Kaiba's legs. He straddled him, practically on hands and knees, and yet kissed him like it brought air into his lungs.
"I don't..." he murmured, "...ever want to stop."
This...
He'd thought of this, sometimes. Selfishly, when he was sitting in his room or at Kaiba's bedside. They were idle thoughts tossed aside as intrusive or strange despite how they made his cheeks burn.
He never realized just how right it was.
His fingers threaded in Seto's hair, gently massaging his scalp with a lover's touch.
--
Mokuba Kaiba opened the door just a crack, silently, just enough to see the two men on the bed before shutting it in turn.
Time to hold up the nurses to give these two a little privacy.
He could always say he got held up. It wouldn't technically be a lie, after all...
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Yuugi adjusted himself and his weight so that none of it would be on Kaiba's legs. He straddled him, practically on hands and knees, and yet kissed him like it brought air into his lungs.
"I don't..." he murmured, "...ever want to stop."
This...
He'd thought of this, sometimes. Selfishly, when he was sitting in his room or at Kaiba's bedside. They were idle thoughts tossed aside as intrusive or strange despite how they made his cheeks burn.
He never realized just how right it was.
His fingers threaded in Seto's hair, gently massaging his scalp with a lover's touch.
--
Mokuba Kaiba opened the door just a crack, silently, just enough to see the two men on the bed before shutting it in turn.
Time to hold up the nurses to give these two a little privacy.
He could always say he got held up. It wouldn't technically be a lie, after all...