Yuugi gasped, leaning back into Seto's touch with the kind of sigh that could only come from a lover with his desires fulfilled. His fingers trailed back into the other man's soft, soft hair.
"Yours," Yuugi whimpered, "Only yours."
If he was in his right mind, he would have been horrified. How dare someone use his emotions to play with both him and Seto like toys like this?!
They were not dolls for Pegasus to play with as he pleased.
(They were, though. They were under his thrall and Yuugi was none the wiser to any of this. Not his desires, and most definitely not what was happening in this bathroom.)
But all he could feel was fulfillment in this embrace, in Seto's words.
Someone he respected and admired so much thought he was beautiful. Thought he was worth it. Touched and held him close and coveted him with the kind of warmth he'd always yearned for--
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"Yours," Yuugi whimpered, "Only yours."
If he was in his right mind, he would have been horrified. How dare someone use his emotions to play with both him and Seto like toys like this?!
They were not dolls for Pegasus to play with as he pleased.
(They were, though. They were under his thrall and Yuugi was none the wiser to any of this. Not his desires, and most definitely not what was happening in this bathroom.)
But all he could feel was fulfillment in this embrace, in Seto's words.
Someone he respected and admired so much thought he was beautiful. Thought he was worth it. Touched and held him close and coveted him with the kind of warmth he'd always yearned for--