Carpet
The Pairing is Yami/ Yugi
T
The Genre is Romance and there is a slight Nudity…
I don't own Yugioh, and I don't make any money
Yami comes home late at night and finds a surprise for him waiting in the living room...
Un-Themed 1, #3-Carpet
Carpet
Yami tried to be as quiet and silent as possible as he came home that night.
It was already ratter late in the evening, and he had called earlier to talk to his Light for a little. And he didn't want to wake Yugi in case he was already asleep.
The small Hikari had said something about a surprise waiting for him, and wanted to know the exact time his Darkness would be home, but now the whole house was dark and empty.
The lights are out, the curtains are down and grandpa wasn't in town for the week.
They had the house all to themselves for a whole week, and Yugi planned a little surprise for that occasion.
'Guess I have to wait until tomorrow to know what he was talking about...' Yami thought as he hung up his jacket and put his shoes away.
But the former pharaoh stopped death in his track as he passed the living room on the way to their bedroom.
There was a soft, flickering light coming through a crack in the door, and he could hear the crackling of burning wood.
Yami's curiosity told him to take a look before joining Yugi upstairs in their room, and who was he to resist it...
All the lights were out, but the fire in the fireplace casts a warm, glowing blanket over the otherwise dark room.
Two glasses of red whine stood nearby on a narrow table, together with a bowl of fruits, chocolate and whipped cream.
Slow, romantic music came from the radio, and there was a new carpet laid out near the fire.
It was a nice, soft looking piece of fur; white and fluffy and comfy to cuddle on.
But that was not what caught Yami's eye so suddenly.
No, that was the small form lying comfortable on top of the long pelt.
Yugi was asleep snuggled in the soft fur, the shadows from the fire dancing over his pale skin, painting abstract pictures on the evenly breathing teen.
The silky black hair with its amethyst tips spilled generously over the white fake-fur, the dark color a nice contrast to the light rug.
Delicate hands are neatly folded under his soft cheek as he slept carefree on his stomach in the middle of their living room.
His angelic face was relaxed in peaceful dreams, and a sweet smile played over rosy lips.
Yami's gaze wandered from slim arms to small shoulders, and down over the smooth, flawless expanse of his back.
Slender legs sifted slightly, and Yugi murmured something into the white rug, but Yami couldn't understand what he said.
And the only 'cloth' Yugi wears on him was a big, ruby-red bow around his hips that covered his ass!
Yami didn't know how long he stood there and starred at his as a gift wrapped up Aibou, but
then he sat quietly down beside him.
He let his eyes roam freely over the exposed body and couldn't help but lick his lips appreciatively at the beautiful sight.
He traced the soft white carpet for a moment, wondering where his little Light found it. Then he turned his full attention to Yugi, who was still asleep next to him.
He let his hand hover over warm skin without actually touching him, feeling the heat radiating from him and followed the curve of his spine down to the vibrant bow.
He tugged lightly on the material to free him, but then he had an even better idea to wake him up.
He leant over to the table, stuck a finger into the whipped cream, and gathered some of sweet stuff.
Yami run his finger over the supple skin of Yugi's shoulders in random patterns, and he smiled at the gentle shudders he caused with his tender touch.
Then he bent down again to lick the cream from his Aibou, while one of his hands finally stroke over his spine.
As he sat up again he found half-lidded, amethyst eyes sparkling up at him like stars.
"Hi, Yami…" the gentle voice purred and he rolled over on his side, his red bow rustling softly, and he propped his chin up on Yami's knee.
Behind them, the fire crackled and hissed, and Yami cupped one round cheek with his hand, their lips nearly touching as he returned the friendly greeting.
"Hi, Aibou…" he whispered equally affectionate.
Their lips found each other in a passionate kiss, the first but not the last one for the night….
End