kept getting requests for gryphons so heres a bunch of them At Once
wonderful
I enjoyed this
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That last one tho XD
Here’s the thing: Atem is loud in bed.
The first time Yugi had gone down on him, the taller had clapped a hand over his mouth, eyes wide and cheeks flushed with embarrassment from the sound that had ripped from his throat. Yugi stopped his actions to pull away his hand, “let me hear it,” he said, pinning the hand down to the mattress, fingers interlocking. “I want to know what I do to you.”
And boy, had Atem let him hear. Crying out, hands gripping in Yugi’s hair as he swallowed around his erection. Atem moaned and gasped out Yugi’s name, the moments in between filled with expletives and halting strands of Arabic that Yugi had later asked him to translate - and Atem did, almost mortified as he whispered the words in Japanese, and Yugi learned to his utter delight that Atem had a filthy, filthy mouth.
And showering with Atem was always a special kind of blessing.
As they step in, he tilts his head back, rolling his shoulders as the hot water pounds against his skin. It’s like an invitation, and Yugi takes it, stepping close and placing his palms against his shoulders, fingers rubbing against the muscles. Atem sighs and leans back into the touch as Yugi massages his neck, then down to the wide muscles of his back. Atem sags a little, as if he’d fall if Yugi weren’t there to hold him up. After a long moment, the massage dissolves into Yugi just running his hands across the expanse of Atem’s back, his sides, his stomach. The other stays silent, stands still as Yugi grabs the soap and washes his body, palms running over his shoulders, down his back, around to his thighs, fingers slipping easily over Atem’s skin, caressing him as if he was handling the greatest treasure in the world - which isn’t really far from the truth, because Yugi loves doing this, loves taking care of him, loves letting Atem know exactly how much he is adored.
“Do you know how amazing you are?” Yugi asks quietly, moving around to stand in front of Atem, rinsing off the suds that the shower had not yet already washed away. He trails his fingers over the pattern of water droplets.
“Why don’t you tell me?” Atem answers, but his voice is so soft that Yugi wonders if he imagined it.
“Where could I even begin?” Yugi says, and Atem’s fingers catch his forearm. His gaze is steady, holding eye contact, and Yugi feels a swift rush of heat run over him. His hand, resting over Atem’s hip, feels like it could surely sear a handprint into his skin. The body wash is gone, but Yugi can’t stop touching him. Atem licks his lips, and his mouth is so tempting, lips parted and perfect. But Yugi doesn’t give in, not yet. Because if he kisses Atem, he won’t be able to stop, and there is something else he wants to do.
“I want to taste you,” Yugi says, leaning close to Atem’s ear, words tumbling off his tongue with more ease here in the privacy of their shower than he could ever manage in public. “I love the way you feel against me. I’ll show you how much I care.”
The water and the warmth and closeness of Atem’s body is so much, and Yugi wants to be good for him. He wants to give Atem everything; gather the stars, pluck the moon from the sky for him. But instead, Yugi will do what he can, here and now, with just the two of them, because Atem is everything, the only one that Yugi cared for so much that he would give up just about anything else if it meant Atem.
There’s a word for this, Yugi thinks, sinking down to his knees, hands trailing down Atem’s sides and resting at the top of his hipbones.
Devotion.
(The rest is under a read more because this is about to be very graphic)
It’s never too late to learn the right way to do things: button sewing technique via imgur → more…
WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN ALL MY LIFE
I feel like I just reblog this every time it is on my dash, with hope that one day I will stop being such a goof about sewing buttons.
You mean someone don’t do it like this?
Yeah I was taught to just sew them flush against the fabric. It didn’t work as well as I thought it should…
