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Gramps had gone out on a dig for 6 weeks, so it was their responsibility to keep the shop running. However, with Yugi not out until 4 pm, and Yami having college admission prep 3 times per week from 5 to 8 plus their home chores and schoolwork, well, it only left them the weekends to have some business going.
It occurred on a rather slow Saturday. They have dusted the shelves thrice already. Yami had checked last week's sales twice and Yugi had changed a new DM display from the front of the room, then to the left of the door, to the right, and back to its original spot too many times to count.
"Alexa play upbeat music" Yugi requested to the speaker before stepping into the living area.
Without lifting his gaze from the math he was doing Yami shouted "Don't make me go look for you!"
"Yes, sir!" she yelled back. He kept checking numbers.
Once he was totally sure there were no mistakes he closed the tab. Instinctively, he checked the hour. It was well past one. Pursing his lips he contemplated the idea of having their lunch break at two. There was a soft click behind him, announcing Yugi was back. "What'd you like for lunch, Little one?" Looking over his left, expecting to see her smiling, he frowned. Where was she? Turning away from the counter he felt it, a delicate hand crawling up his knee.
"What are you doing down there?" The girl did not respond. Her hands kept rubbing his thighs.
"Yugi..."
"Yes?"
"What. Are. You. Doing?" he repeated voice firm. One hand cupping gently a sweet face.
"I want to suck you off until you come inside my mouth" Her voice did not waver. Her violet eyes shone with determination and lust. Goosebumps rushed up to his spine, warmth pooling southwards.
Nevertheless, she did not move again, awaiting his response. He could give in to her whims.
"OK. One condition: You're not allowed to; one: make a sound, and two: touch yourself. Understood?" She knew that tone, there was no room for debate and she gladly complied.
Yugi knelt, smiling so wide, so eager, she fumbled a bit to get comfortable. Yami stifled a laugh.
Yugi restarted her caress over the soft denim jeans. Up and down, in circles. Her plump cheek stroked his crotch. Such an innocent touch awoke sinful reactions. The girl giggled at his stiffening sex. Then she nuzzled it. She was rewarded with a breathy grunt. She moved under the countertop, shielded from prying eyes. Mouth watering at the sight, she unbuckled the studded belt, opened the fly, and pulled his pants down to his pubes in one go. She licked her lips and dived in, suckling at the head.
"Shit..." Yami grunted. She had barely begun and the fire bolted through his veins. Yugi knew how to build up the tension, just like he taught her until the dam of self-control subsided.
"Hello?" The boy's head jerked up. An icicle ran down his back. Even Yugi had frozen.
There, at the door were standing two middle-school girls. Yami cleared his throat and flashed his most charming smile. Both girls giggled and Yuugi huffed around his dick.
"Afternoon, ladies. How can I be of service?" Yuugi pinched his ass before deepthroating him. He bit his inner cheek.
"Well, we're looking for..."
The tallest of the two explained they were looking for a present and probably a new DS game could be great. He gave his two cents. The customers checked what they had on display and let them be.
Yami was dying by the second, the persistent motions of her swirling tongue, hollowing her cheeks, her head bobbing back and forth. His member hitting the back of her warm cavern. Sweat covered his brow, ragged breaths escaped his mouth, a red blush tinted his cheeks.
"Are you feeling OK?" The short girl inquired, brows furrowed in concern. "Looks like you have a fever"
Yami nodded having lost his speaking ability at the moment. Damn, Yuugi! She had purred. The vibrations had him shook to the core.
"No need to worry, ladies. Have you decided on what to get?" Both girls chirped and showed him the case. The boy purposefully finished the transaction in less than a minute.
Bold little Yugi sped up her ministrations, hearing the chiming bell as her cue.
"Fuck!" His brother's tan hands latched onto her ponytail. Finally thrusting into her mouth violently. Her nose buried in his low abdomen. With a final push and keeping her head steady, he came. His throbbing manhood, filling her virtuous mouth with his pearly seed. Yugi gagged unable to swallow it all in. Both waited until the last drop came out. Without a glance at his sister, he quickly tucked himself back into the jeans, Yami sprinted to change the 'open' sign to 'closed.'
He came around the counter to find the most debauched Yuugi: panting and spasming on the floor, crooked ponytail, face flushed, lips red and swollen, a cute pink nipple peeking through her open sweatshirt. Yami felt his sex stirr back to life from that little exhibit. Wrapping his arms around her waist he hoisted Yugi up.
"Did I do well?", the girl questioned in a sultry voice.
"You did better than well, little one. You've earned a reward."
"Yay!" Yuugi cheered, throwing her thin arms up, at the promise.