Yami and Yugi sat together, one on the chair and one on the edge of the desk. "She won't like it if we do that...Yami don't..." he whispered as kisses were pressed in a continuous line up his neck, "The crazy fanfiction girl will kill us if we do it on her bed..."

"Hey, at least we'll die happy...me buried in you, pushing into you...making you scream my name..." he wasn't able to finish his speech as he was thrown back in the chair with the shorter straddling his lap and kissing him like nothing before.

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"£4.50...thanks." I paced out of the little corner shop and glare at my best friend crossing the road then smile as he made a face. Ignoring him I traveled back up when one of my other muses, a very disgruntled Bakura, appeared at my shoulder. "Yeeeeees, milady?"

"I wanted to talk to you...see you have a...lemon scene between myself and my beautiful Ryou...but nowhere in it am I on top," he stated, squeezing my shoulders together as he put an arm around me. He always attempts to intimidate me using that, but it doesn't work, "Now, picture this...me, Ryou, I have him pinned up against the wall, and I'm making him SCREAM my name out."

I looked from side to side to make sure no-one could hear. This was the last thing I needed to be discussing if there were people around. "Can we wait until we get inside to do this? I need to take this and put in the freezer," I indicated to the ice-cream. He sighed and let me go, and we walked back up to the house.

Once the ice-cream was in no danger of melting, I sank into my mum's armchair and indicated to speak. "You were saying?"

Bakura politely took off his shoes before he put his feet up, and sat back. "Well, you have written a lemon scene where Ryou dominates me...and I am wondering why there is no scene where I take Ryou."

"I have implied it on occasions-"

"But never written it, HTYT. I can call you that, can't I?" he asked, sipping at the cold pear cider I'd placed in front of him then offered me the bottle. I politely declined, as in my hand I was already holding the same brand in a different flavour.

"Yes you can call me that. Well, I may just have to change that, wont I?" I smiled and he returned it, then clinked the top of his bottle to mine.

"I hope you do..." we both looked up to the ceiling, where we could both hear a large amount of moaning, "Yami and Yugi."

I shrugged. "Rather my mums room than mine," I commented, taking another sip as another scream of 'YAMI!' and several loud moans shook the house.

The door opened in the background, and Ryou bounded in with a smile, "Hey guys....." the smile faded when he looked to the ceiling, "Are those two having sex again?" Bakura and I looked at one another and answered with a unified 'Yes', and Ryou sat in the taller's lap. "Oh well," he kissed the other, and I smile and shake my head. My muses are a pain in the arse at times.