Yuugi's pace, by comparison, was languid and relaxed, as though he was pampering himself with his touches.

He liked it like this: slow, gentle, intimate. He could imagine it was someone else caressing the head of his cock, whispering sweet things in his ears as he writhed and mewed on the bed.

"Nnn...yes... just like that..."

"Fuck...i-in your mouth, baby..."

"Hahhn, yes...Yes..."

In his mind, Kaiba was there.

His hazy blue eyes stared into Yuugi's soul as his tongue caressed every inch of him, flicking his tongue just the way he likes to do with his thumb, sharp canines brushing his sides--

"I want...oh...nnnnn...!!"