Hey everyone, so yes this is my first fanfic ever but please don't let that make you decide not to read it, I enjoy writing because I am good at it and also I was inspired to write by one of the greatest writers on this damn site, meaning that it must be good right? :P And even if it isn't then I won't get better unless you guys give me some constructive criticism!

This story is rated M for a reason so if you aren't old enough then don't read :P

So yes read, review and hopefully like.

Oh yes and a quick apology to mischiefmagnet :P You might notice that I chose a similar title but I think it fits well so I'm terribly sorry, but the fact that you are my inspiration makes up for it right? :P

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or the characters in this story. Everything apart from plot belongs to Kazuki Takahashi.

Chapter 1:

Silent Wishes

"Shh!" Anzu exclaimed.

She had once again placed her fingers over his lips, making him stare at her with those steely blue eyes. She removed her hand and continued to kiss him; he kissed her back with such fervour and desire that she buckled at the knees and had to hold onto him tighter to stop herself from tumbling down. They hadn't even made it into Anzu's apartment and yet they couldn't keep their hands to themselves. She somehow miraculously managed to fit the key in the lock while he was running his tongue along her jaw line then connecting it to her ear which then made her forget that she had to turn the key to make the door open. Grumble. Trying again she managed to get the door open. Pulling her through the new opening Seto slammed the door shut and pushed her into the back of it. Seto looked at her for the slightest of moments until his lips came crashing down onto hers again as he pushed himself up the length of Anzu's body making her head swim.

Anzu dropped her keys in the bowl by the door and fisted her hands through Seto's hair making him growl ever so slightly. He bent down, but before she had time to think about it he had already picked up both of her legs on either side of his waist. Leaving her lips he started to situate rough kisses down Anzu's neck and collarbone while getting closer and closer to her chest, unzipping the front of it to get better access. Seto traced his tongue along the edge of her black lacy bra which was hardly holding her in anymore; the constant heaving of her chest was too much strain for it. Seeing this he unclipped the front clasp and placed his hot mouth over her now bare breast. Anzu could feel his arousal against her inner thigh. He moaned her name against her bare skin.

"Anz—"

Before she could tell where her hand was going she clasped it tight against his mouth. Then came the familiar icy blue stare just inches away from her face, she could feel Seto's hot breath against her cheeks. This only made Anzu want him more. It was him that pulled her hand away this time, refusing to cease contact then placed his hand behind her head as he roughly pushed her back into a deep and passionate kiss. He'd only been there once before, yet he remembered exactly where her bedroom was. Striding through her apartment with Anzu in his arms, he crashed through the bedroom door and pushed her off of his hips, landing her on the bed breathless.

She pushed herself onto the bed properly and closed her eyes, listening.

First came the click of the door shutting. Then the quiet rustle of his trench coat as he shrugged it off and the anticipated dull thud of it sinking to the floor.

She felt the bed sink down at the end as he moved his way up towards her. His knee next to her thigh, his breath on her neck, his tongue along her ear. A sharp intake of breath was all she was allowed for in that second his lips, smooth as velvet, came ever so softly to Anzu's mouth, almost caressing her already bruised lips with his own. She could feel Seto's hand, strong yet gentle, sliding up the side of her abdomen towards the side of her face, cupping it and stroking her cheek.

'Are you trying to drive me crazy?'

She could hardly restrain herself; 'I want you ... no, I need you'. She reached her hand down to caress his manhood. She didn't even have time to question whether it had worked or not for in that second Seto's kisses had become abrupt and forceful again. Finally she was getting what she wanted, she returned the kisses as fiercely as she could, seizing him even tighter in her grasp. He moaned and rolled them over so that she was straddling his hips. His arms moved from her hips as quickly as lightning towards her already open and currently useless shirt. He ripped it off, throwing it somewhere into the darkness of her room.

Trying and failing, Anzu finally managed to get all of his buttons undone. She traced her finger down his now exposed chest and abdomen, skimming precariously close to his arousal, making his whole body quake beneath her. He looked at her through the wet hair that now clung to his forehead; not breaking the stare Seto grabbed her hips and started to move beneath her while rotating her hips around where she was sitting. Anzu could feel him hardening inside her and heard him as he moaned and panted heavily.

She couldn't take it anymore. Anzu pushed herself back far enough to unbutton his restricting trousers and pull them off, leaving him in his unbuttoned shirt and briefs. She ran her nails up the inside of his thigh, making Seto visibly shiver with what was obviously pleasure. Knowing how restless he was she knew she could hold it off for just a little while longer, just to see his face contort when she teased him like that. Anzu lowered her face so that she could use her tongue to trace a line up his thigh, getting closer and closer to his now exceptionally aroused erection. She slowly moved her hands along his sides to his hips reaching for the top of his pants and pulled them down at an agonizingly slow rate, relieving him of the tension in his briefs.

Once she saw what had been waiting for, she couldn't hold herself back any longer. Anzu swiftly moved back up to kiss him as he once again rolled them over so that Seto was now dominating her. He grabbed both of her wrists and held them above her head with one of his hands. With the other, he ran his hand down her abdomen, past her hips and onto Anzu's legs, where he backtracked to underneath her promiscuous skirt to grasp the edge of her lacy G-String, yanking it off in one quick movement and throwing it to the.

The next thing Anzu knew, she was gasping for air as Seto embedded himself in her, filling her completely to the point where it felt like she was going to let go in that one thrust. He let Anzu catch her breath before continuing. He lifted one of her legs so that it was resting on his shoulder and leaned over, close enough to kiss her, pushing her open so that he could drive himself further into her. She couldn't help but moan as his firm hard-on hit her G-spot every time he thrust into her, each time getting deeper.

"Deeper!" Anzu moaned as he growled in frustration, but complied by pulling out and flipping her over so that she was on her hands and knees.

'I'm at his mercy.'

Seto decided that her skirt was a major inconvenience, so without even bothering to loosen it by undoing buttons, he yanked it off, pulling Anzu's knees out from beneath her and landing her on her stomach. Before she had the chance to get back up Seto already had his body pushed against hers, his manhood pressing against the small of her back. Without hesitation, pulled back to reposition himself so that he could once again fill her. Panting and sore, Anzu gripped onto the sheets for fear of falling through the mattress with the pounding that he was giving her. Anzu's breaths were becoming more staccato and her knuckles were turning white with the strain and as she once again noticed that he was brushing the exact right spot every time she felt herself climaxing at the extreme pleasure.

"Yami!" oops.

Seto had released a simultaneous scream so it was possible that he didn't hear her; or so she hoped. He was panting as he pulled himself out to then collapse right on top of her.

'Thank heavens, he didn't hear me.'

'Did she just scream Yami's name?'

Anzu felt crushed under the weight of his body, but she didn't care. She felt safe, wanted but most of all from here, she couldn't see what she had done and she could pretend, at least for a little while, that he was someone else. They each adjusted themselves so they were under the blankets, but Anzu could not bring herself to face him. He fell asleep with one arm under her head and the other wrapped around her midsection. But she was far from sleep: how could she sleep when she knew it wouldn't be better in the morning. In fact, it would be worse. 'It always gets worse.' Anzu sighed.

Seto's breath hitched as he snored for a few seconds then fell back into a silent slumber. At least for now she could pretend that he was someone else. Someone far more important to her. Anzu closed her eyes and finally settled into a dreamless sleep.

The next morning came quickly. She noticed that Seto had rolled over so that he was facing the other way. That made it easier to escape, not that she could get far...she was already home. She slid off the bed and put on some clothes, it was far too cold this time of year to walk around half-naked in a sheet. She slipped out quietly as to not disturb Seto.

She decided that coffee was in order. 'That should clear my head'. As she waited for the water to boil, visions of the previous night danced through her head. Her and Seto, Seto and her. 'Why would I do this to myself?' Just then the doorbell buzzed.

She checked the time, it was only 6am. 'Who's awake at this time? Oh right, me'. Rushing to the door before the intolerable noises woke Seto from his slumber, she pried the door open to find a rather loud, obnoxious and obviously drunk...

"Yami!"

So what did you think? Review!

Also you may have noticed that Yami is in there, just a quick note to let you know that he and Yugi will be separate entities in the story.