Disclaimer: If it was mine, the dub would be a whole lot more interesting ^_~

Sorry this chapter took so long. I’ve been majorly out of it lately. I’m planning a trip to CA for next weekend, and another one to San Francisco for YaoiCon (whoo-hoo!) Also, my mom just found out that she has a very high probability of having breast cancer, something that’s more than a little distracting for me.

 

Anyways, I hope you enjoy this chapter.

 

 

Anata o Wasurenai

Chapter Eight.

By: Dai-onna

 

 

Yuugi mewled a little, into the all too familiar kiss, twining his arms up around Seto's neck as thoughts fled him, letting himself be consumed by the feelings that he had missed so long. It was like no time at all had passed since the last time he'd been in his lover's arms and he never wanted to move from them. Seto's lips were soft and gentle against his own, but still passionate as the brunette's arms came around him, pulling him closer.

He moaned softly, parting his lips without thought for the other when he felt his tongue probing against them lightly. He had missed this so badly, at nights when he had lain awake, longing for his lover's touch, his kiss, even the feel of his body next to his own. He craved it as much as he craved breath, maybe more so, since he didn't think he'd be willing to part from this sweet contact, even once the need for air presented itself. He didn't want to return to reality, to face the fact that, while Seto still had feelings for him, even though deeply buried, none of their problems had been solved and they were still not together. He wasn't sure they would every be as they had been again.

Pushing the thought to the very back of his mind, he pulled the other tighter to him, not wanting to let any of the sweet contact escape him. He had dreamt of this so long, being in Seto's arms again, he didn't want to ever want to let go of this sweet illusion. He was afraid it would break him if he was forced to.

Seto couldn't believe the feeling of having Yugi's pliant mouth moving beneath his own, as well as the familiarity of it, the rightness, that this was perfect. He didn't want the kiss to ever stop, letting himself sink into the moment, relishing the desire that filled him as he pulled the smaller boy closer to him. He might not remember his time with the boy, but his body sure did. It was as if he knew exactly the way the boy would react to everything he did. He was counting on those reactions, feeling no desire stronger than the one to overwhelm the other with pleasure, to consume him with it and take him over the edge, as he had countless times before.

The need was almost consuming as he laid the boy back against the bed, ravishing his lips gently, running a hand through his silken hair.

 

/"Seto, that tickles!"
"Mmm, does this...?"
"Ah!....Ungh...Seto..."/

 

The little snippets of memory filled his mind, more sound than images as he explored every crevice of the boy's mouth, savoring his sweet, soothing taste as his hands wound in his hair, holding his mouth close. He could almost see it in the back of his mind, Yugi stretched out on his bed, his shirt pushed up to expose his stomach while he rained kisses over the soft, smooth flesh, the boy flushed with laughter. And then, as his mouth found it's way higher, latching onto a small, pink bud, nursing it, Yuugi's laughter dissolving into moans as a new sort of flush filled him.

The image turned him on more than he had thought possible and he wanted to see Yuugi like that again, flushed and panting beneath him, moaning with desire.
He finally pulled back with a gasp for air, staring down at the smaller boy heatedly.

Yuugi panted deeply as the other pulled back, his lungs burning lightly, and his eyes widened as it occurred to him fully just what had happened, causing him to squirm beneath the taller boy, trying to get away.

"Seto! Get off of me!" he cried out, though their wasn't much force behind it as he tried to fight off the powerful effects of the brunette's kiss.

He froze and gasped lightly, looking up when he saw that Seto actually had the gall to laugh, the sound not the sweet one he'd heard since coming home from the hospital, but more like the smug one he knew all too well, the kind the brunette usually issued when he had the upper hand in a duel and was about to make the kill.

"Mmm, no, I don't think so, Yuugi-kun." He purred, his voice a dark silky sound that sent shivers through the smaller boy. "I may not remember much of anything, but I do know that letting you go had to have been one of the most foolish decisions I've ever made. And I don't need my memories to know that I don't tolerate foolish decisions." He purred, lowering his mouth to the smaller boy's ear, nipping at it lightly.

"You have no idea how hot you look right now, pinned beneath me, panting and flushed, your lips swollen from my kisses. It's utterly delicious." He panted.
Yuugi couldn't help but moan at the other's words, as well as the image they conjured up in his mind, memories of them twined around one another in bed, pants and moans escaping them as they lost themselves in one another.

"Seto...Please don't..." He whispered.

"Why?" He demanded huskily. "I feel for you, a great deal. I've been feeling it since you walked into the hospital room, and I didn't even know who you were. And I know you still care for me. Why can't I want you like this?"

Yuugi mewled softly, his eyes half lidded, trying to hold down the sparks of hope inside of him.

"When you're memory returns..." He trailed off.

"What" I'm suddenly going to become a different person? I don't need memories to know what I feel, what I want. Having them back isn't going to change that. Just as losing them didn't. I'm not a different person now than I was before, and I won't be a different person later." He insisted, staring down at the boy with intense azure eyes, belief in his words firm there.

Yuugi stared up at the vehement boy, his eyes wide for a moment. Could it be true? Could Seto still love him; want him? And when the other's memories returned, was it possible that they could have another chance together? It had seemed unlikely to Yuugi until now but Seto's words gave him hope, made him want to believe.

Still, there was a lingering doubt in his mind that, had Seto truly loved him, he wouldn't have let him walk out the way he had. Pain pierced his chest briefly at the memory but he pushed it aside, as something else occurred to him. If Seto did retreat from him again when he got his memories back, then this time right now would be the last that he had with the other. He wanted that, he realized, to take what he could get now, if nothing else than so he would have something more to hold onto, especially if he couldn't hold onto the brunette himself.

Seto could see the varied expressions flicker over the boy's face as he thought to himself. He frowned a little when he saw resignation, but didn't get to think about it when he felt Yuugi's arms come up around his neck, pulling him back down towards the smaller boy's parted, kiss swollen lips.

God, but the little one tasted so good. Sensible thought was an impossibility when he had Yuugi’s lithe little body pressed against his own and his lips demanding more from his kisses. It felt so good, so right that Seto wouldn't dream of stopping. Not even the need for air would cause him to pull back from the sweet banquet he was feasting on. He couldn't believe that he would willingly give up the treasure beneath him; he refused. He didn't even think it was possible. Something about the younger boy made him want to lose all control and he didn't even want to be apart from the other even a moment, much less indefinitely.

Something within him roared in indignation; screamed at him not to let Yuugi take control from him, but he ignored it completely. He couldn't imagine anything feeling as incredible as having Yuugi beneath him, twined around him, and those devious, supple lips beneath his own, seeking to devour as much as receive. Some part of him had imagined the smaller boy to be submissive, maybe even meek. He was thrilled that that part of him had been so wrong. He could feel that the younger boy's passion matched his own and he loved every moment of it as their desires clashed. Why would he want to hold onto control when letting go of it was so wonderfully delicious? He couldn't imagine.

He didn't bother thinking about it anymore when he felt Yuugi's eager little hands trailing down his back, pulling him closer against him, and wormed their way beneath his shirt. The contact sent his skin on fire and he moaned softly into the boy's mouth, nibbling gently on his lower lip as he savored the feel of their bodies pressed flush together and those knowing hands on his back, kneading away, causing any residual tension he was feeling to completely drain from his body. A part of him wanted to stretch out on the bed and just have the other's wonderful hands massage every inch of his body, but, for right now, he didn't want what they were sharing to end.

Yuugi was finally the one to break the kiss, pulling back just a little to pant for breath, his lips red and swollen, all in all looking utterly fuckable. Desire struck him hard and he struggled to put a reign on it, not wanting to ruin this incredible moment by trying to push the other into something that he knew was rushing it, no matter how much his body screamed for it. He could feel Yuugi's soft, warm breath on his neck and tilted his head, shifting to rain little hungry nips over the smaller one's jaw, nibbling and kissing his way back to his ear, letting his tongue run along the shell, tracing it, and tugging gently at the lobe with his teeth, delighting in the little shivers that ran through the other and the soft, breathy moans that escaped him.

"Mm, Yuugi.... You have no idea how completely delicious you are." He purred, letting his hands wanted a little, running first through the boy's hair, then down his neck and over his shoulders, his fingers dancing along the bare skin of the younger boy's arms, feeling the goosebumps rising along his flesh, and over his sides, spanning his small waist in his hands which finally came to settle on the boy's slender hips.

God, how could someone so smaller pack such a punch; hold so much passion and desire within them? It was completely amazing and he found himself wanting to explore the depths of the other, relearn everything there was to know about him. And perhaps fall in love with him all over again. Because if there was one thing he was certain of, it was that he had loved this boy with all his heart.

Yuugi moaned softly at what the other was doing to him, tiny little tremors of pleasure running through his compact frame. Oh, how much he had missed this. The feel of the other’s touch, the taste of his mouth, the husky sound of his voice as he whispered in his ear. He didn’t want to let go of it. Didn’t want to think about the fact that it might only be temporary, that he could lose the brunette all over again.

“Seto…. I’ve missed you so much.” He murmured, holding the other to him, not caring what the other thought. He needed this so badly, to be in the other’s arms, to feel him with him and not worry about him disappearing on him.

“Shh, Yuugi, don’t worry. I’m not going anywhere.” The brunette murmured, sensing his thoughts and staying close to him, not letting even the tiniest sliver of air pass between them. Yuugi made a small, grateful sound, resting his face in the crook of Seto’s neck, taking in his familiar scent and basking in the moment. It all seemed too good to be real.

He purred a little when he felt Seto shift to his side and turned likewise to get more comfortable, as well as to stay impossibly close to him. Seto was so warm and cozy, and the feeling of being enveloped in his arms was like pure heaven to him. It was something he never wanted to let go of him. And maybe, just maybe, he wouldn’t have to.

Seto smiled a little at the sight of the smaller boy cuddled up to him, and reached for the comforter, pulling it up around them, bundling them close together. He could see Yuugi blink curiously, but from the look on his face, he wasn’t about to protest. The moment was calm, peaceful, and Seto didn’t want to get up for anything, not even turning off the lamp on the bedside table. It hardly seemed worth leaving the warmth and love he felt from Yuugi’s tight embrace.

Something told him that wasn’t something he got enough of in his life.

Hopefully that would change for the better, because he was determined not to let this little treasure escape him again.

~~Owari~~

Sorry this was so short, but I struggled a lot to get it out. Hopefully the next chapter will be a little more entertaining. We’ll get some SetoXYami interaction (finally) ^^.

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