"Kaiba-kun!" The arms around him moved to be on his shoulders. "Kaiba-kun, daijoubu..." A gentle hand touched his cheek in concern. 

Kaiba pulled back, falling off the couch and getting tangled in the blanket.  He crouched, holding his hands up defensively.

Bakura looked at him with worried eyes, pulling his legs to his chest to cover his own nakedness. 

Kaiba continued to cower on the floor, not seeming to see Bakura or realize where he was.

Slowly, the paler boy got to his feet, kneeling next to the other boy. "Kaiba-kun," he said softly, putting a careful hand on Kaiba's shoulder. "Daijoubu yo."

Kaiba flinched back.

Bakura pulled away again. He hesitated a moment. "Seto-kun...?" he asked softly.

Kaiba looked at him a moment, then buried himself against Bakura's chest.

Bakura gave a relieved sigh, holding Kaiba closely. "Daijoubu," he said soothingly, stroking the boy's hair.

"Couldn't move," Kaiba whimpered softly.

"Gomen," Bakura nearly winced. "I didn't realize..."

"Make it not hurt," Kaiba begged.

"How?"

Kaiba buried himself closer to Bakura, clinging to him tightly.

Bakura hugged him closely, curling around him as if to try and shield him from whatever it was he feared.

Kaiba slowly relaxed into the embrace.  He murmured something softly, still holding Bakura tightly.

The paler boy gave a small smile. 

After a time, Kaiba seemed to come back to himself.  He looked at Bakura and at the blanket that was tangled around them, then pulled back slowly.

The paler boy smiled softly at him as his arms fell down at his sides again.

Kaiba looked down at his own nudity, then at Bakura's, reaching out to trace a hand almost absently down the other boy's chest.

Bakura gave a soft sigh, smile growing more relaxed at the touch.

"Do you want something from me?" Kaiba wondered almost silently, expression detached as he watched his fingers trailing over Bakura's skin.

The paler boy shook his head slightly, eyes half closed. 

"Don't lie to me!" Kaiba said, fingers turning into claws.  "Everyone wants something from me."

Bakura gave a small cry, tensing slightly and curling up, expression pained.

"What do you want?" Kaiba asked, leaning closer.  "What do you expect me to do for you?"

Pained brown eyes looked up into Kaiba's intense blue. "I want to give you my love," he said softly. "I want to try and heal you so you can be whole again.  I want to be able to give you comfort when you need it, and to hold you when you cry.  I want to protect you from what hurt you and take away your pain."

Kaiba's eyes widened and he pulled away.  "Liar," he breathed.

Bakura shook his head with a small smile. "It's not a lie..."

Kaiba took Bakura's face in his hands and looked deeply into the boy's eyes, searching for a lie.

"Daisuki yo," Bakura said, not looking away.

Kaiba pulled away from what he read in Bakura's eyes, turning to search for his clothes.

Bakura sighed softly, then rose to his feet to help, locating and handing Kaiba his shirt.

Kaiba reached up suddenly and grabbed Bakura's arm, pulling the other boy down next to him and kissing him deeply.

The paler boy gave a startled sound against Kaiba's lips before relaxing against it, eyes closing half way.

Just as suddenly, Kaiba pulled away again, looking at Bakura with an unreadable expression.

Bakura leaned back against the couch, recovering his breath.

Kaiba rose and pulled Bakura tightly against him, kissing the other boy senseless.

The paler boy melted against him, making small appreciative sounds.

After a moment, Kaiba ended the kiss.  "You can want something from me," he said softly, moving his lips over Bakura's neck.

Bakura murmured incoherently, hands running over Kaiba's back.

Kaiba pressed him back against the couch.

Bakura smiled up at him before pressing his lips against his.

Kaiba held Bakura tightly, pinning him down to the couch with his body and the paler boy wrapped his arms around him, caressing him as they kissed. Bakura's touch made Kaiba more responsive, kissing Bakura passionately and touching him with an intensity that was rare.

Bakura's body reacted and he moaned against Kaiba's lips.

Kaiba's fingers sought sensitive areas on Bakura's skin as he leaned over the boy, pressing against him and rubbing their bodies together.  Bakura moaned again, eyes closing as his fingers explored Kaiba's back. Kaiba shivered at the touch, but began rocking against Bakura, the touch between them electrifying.

The paler boy arched with a gasp, almost whimpering as their erections pressed against each other.

Kaiba's arms snaked further around Bakura, holding the boy to him tightly.

Bakura finally broke the kiss, gasping for breath as he buried his face in the crook of Kaiba's neck.

Kaiba nuzzled against his hair, then nibbled on his ear.

Bakura smiled blissfully, almost purring as he returned the nuzzle against Kaiba's neck, breath catching slightly as the other boy's breath ticked his ear.

Kaiba shifted to allow Bakura more freedom of touch, still rubbing against him.

Hands still gently caressing Kaiba's back, the paler boy began delicately kissing Kaiba's neck in between nuzzlings. 

Kaiba's breath had quickened and his rubbing against Bakura grew more insistent.

With an almost mischievous smile, Bakura slowly licked a thin line up Kaiba's neck and gently blew across it.

Kaiba shuddered, letting out a soft moan.

Bakura smiled and continued his actions, alternating between licking, kissing and nuzzling while playing with the hair at the nape of Kaiba's neck.

After a long moment, Kaiba growled and hung off the couch in search of the lube.

Bakura lay back slightly in wait, watching Kaiba with half lidded eyes.

Kaiba found it.  He looked at the tube a long moment, then pushed it at Bakura.

The boy blinked at it a moment in confusion, then looked up at Kaiba.

Kaiba presented it again and sat back.

Bakura blinked again. "Kaiba-kun...?" he asked softly.

"I want... you," Kaiba said clearly.

The paler boy blinked one more time in befuddlement before uncapping the tube. Getting a small amount on his fingers he reached for Kaiba's erection.

"No," Kaiba said, taking Bakura's hand.  "I want you."  His determination faltered slightly, vulnerability and fright showing.

Bakura looked at him a moment longer before his eyes went wide. "You want me to take you...?" he asked softly, placing his clean hand comfortingly on Kaiba's cheek.

Kaiba nodded, leaning against the touch.

Bakura's pulse raced and he nodded. "I'll be gentle," he promised before kissing the other boy.

Kaiba closed his eyes, losing himself in the kiss and clinging to Bakura.

Bakura held him tightly a moment before squeezing more lube onto his fingers, carefully placing them at Kaiba's opening, massaging around it gently.

Kaiba tensed in anticipation, breath quickening.

"Daijoubu yo," Bakura assured softly, kissing Kaiba's neck as he carefully slipped a finger inside the boy.

Kaiba whimpered and forced himself to relax, burying his face against Bakura's neck.

Bakura continued to whisper soft assurances as he took great care to prepare the taller boy, nuzzling him in hopes of calming him.

As he grew used to the sensation, Kaiba relaxed, moving slightly against Bakura's fingers.

Finally, Bakura removed his fingers, pulling away slightly to look Kaiba in the eyes. "Are you ready...?"

Kaiba nodded, meeting Bakura's eyes with complete trust.

Bakura smiled, kissing him softly before preparing himself and shifting to position himself at Kaiba's opening, giving the taller boy plenty time to change his mind or stop him.

Kaiba closed his eyes into the kiss, tensing slightly in anticipation.

Slowly, Bakura began to push in, taking every care to be gentle as he caressed Kaiba's hips.

Kaiba whimpered softly, burying his face against Bakura's shoulder.

Bakura held him comfortingly, whispering soft assurances. "I can stop," he offered.

"No," the brunet said softly.  "I want you...."

Bakura smiled, nodding slightly as he resumed his gentle push. "I love you," he whispered.

Kaiba pushed down, aiding Bakura's entry, still whimpering lightly.  He clung to Bakura's arms tightly.

Bakura gave a soft moan as he continued, shifting to hold the boy in his arms closer as he moved deeper inside him. 

Slowly, Kaiba relaxed.  His whimpers changed from ones of pain to ones of pleasure, although his grip on Bakura didn't loosen.

The paler boy's face was flushed as he slid fully inside Kaiba, moaning once more. Giving the taller boy a moment to adjust he gently began rocking against him, gasping at the sensation.

Kaiba sought Bakura's lips, rocking to meet the other boy's motions.

Bakura almost hungrily captured Kaiba's lips with his own, moaning softly against them as their bodies moved together.

"Bakura," Kaiba whispered, clinging even tighter.  "Please...."

The paler boy reached down to caress Kaiba's hardness, fighting to keep from losing himself to the pleasure of his body's actions to give the other boy the attention he needed.

Kaiba moaned, leaning his head against Bakura's shoulder again and pushing harder against Bakura's movements.

Bakura reciprocated, holding Kaiba close as he continued stoking him, feeling himself nearing his limit.

With a strangled cry, Kaiba came, collapsing against Bakura.

Bakura swiftly followed, barely managing to pull out before he collapsed almost bonelessly against his lover, putting tired arms around him.

Kaiba snuggled into the touch, falling quickly asleep.
 
 

Bakura's eyes opened slowly and he gave a small smile, seeing the boy in his arms.  Kaiba looked more relaxed then the paler boy could ever remember him being, the tension gone from his face and body. Gently, Bakura brushed aside the brown bangs to place a soft kiss on the sleeping boy's forehead.

Kaiba tensed slightly, turning his face against Bakura.

Bakura gently stroked his hair, whispering soft, soothing assurances.

Kaiba slowly relaxed with a soft sigh, curling against Bakura contentedly.

The paler boy smiled softly, content to sit and hold his boyfriend as long as he slept.

Slowly, Kaiba's eyes fluttered open and he looked up at Bakura.

Bakura smiled fondly at him. "Ohaiyo, Kaiba-kun," he said softly.

"It's morning?"

Bakura gave a small embarrassed laugh. "It might be, I don't know," he admitted.

Kaiba sat up, looking at Bakura with an unreadable expression.

The pale boy blinked at him, looking slightly concerned. "Kaiba-kun? Daijoubu?"

Kaiba laid a hand on Bakura's chest, fingers splayed across the pale skin.  "Why?" he asked quietly.

"Why what?" Bakura returned, matching Kaiba's tone.

"Why everything?"

Bakura tried to cover his small laugh. "Because I love you," he answered simply.

Kaiba shivered slightly.

"Kaiba-kun?"

"Love," he said slowly, looking at his fingers on the other boy's chest.  "What is love?"

Bakura was quiet a moment. "I don't know if it's something I can explain in words," he began softly. "But it's a feeling as if I could spend the rest of my life trying to make you happy and be content."

"Happiness," Kaiba repeated.  "How would you know?"

Bakura blinked in confusion.

"I don't have emotions," Kaiba said calmly.

"You do," Bakura insisted. "I've seen you get angry, I've seen you afraid and I've seen you smile."

Kaiba's expression flickered with doubt and he didn't answer.

"It's okay," the paler boy smiled softly. "I'll be able to tell."

Kaiba pulled away restlessly, surging to his feet and looking around the room.  His eyes fell on the laptop.

Bakura's smile turned slightly saddened as he watched the taller boy, slowly becoming aware of his body's aches from sleeping on the couch as he began picking up their discarded clothing from the floor.

Kaiba pulled on his pants and shirt and went to see how the laptop was doing as he hadn't turned it off.  He saw what he had been doing and his eyes widened slightly.

"Kaiba-kun?" Bakura asked, voice concerned as he walked over, buttoning his pants.

The brunet glanced up sharply, then turned the computer so that Bakura could see how much had been deleted.

The paler boy felt a small thrill at the fact that Kaiba was letting him see the heavily guarded computer, then stared. "It's almost cleaned off...!" he exclaimed. "Kaiba-kun..." he looked up.

Kaiba then clicked on the only open document, which showed plans on restructuring Kaiba Corp.

Bakura gave a small awed breath, eyes wide in wonder as he skimmed the document. 

"This is all because of you," Kaiba said in a soft voice.

Bakura turned, looking up at Kaiba, expression surprised. "Boku no...." he trailed off, unsurely pointing at himself, eyes still wide.

"If you hadn't come here, everything would have continued as it was."

The paler boy hesitantly curled his hand over his chest, expression slightly unsure wether or not to be worried.

Kaiba looked down at his plans again, expression mixed.  He touched the screen.  "This is mine."

Bakura looked from the screen to Kaiba's face, trying to read the emotions behind his expression.

"You touch me," he whispered.

Bakura gave a small smile. "You let me touch you," he answered similarly, putting an arm around the taller boy to gently run his fingers down his back.

Kaiba shivered, looking at Bakura with vulnerable eyes.

"It's okay, I'll take care of you," Bakura promised, reaching up to place his hand on Kaiba's cheek, assuring. 

Kaiba's eyes closed and he leaned into the touch.