This really was turning into a bad habit. Kaiba hadn't even made it back up to the executive box after the duel. Instead he had hidden in one of the tiny prep rooms just off from the entrance to the arena platform, only waiting a few moments before Atem passed by on the way to the press room. It had only taken a few moments after that for their clothes to go.

"Next time," Kaiba swore as he pressed Atem hard against the wall, "you will leave to them cheering my name. Not yours." His hips came up in a sharp thrust that left him exhaling with a hiss. Damn the smug bastard for having such a tight ass.

"I'll make you take off the collar then." Kaiba's eyes shone with a feral stare just before he bit into the curve of Atem's shoulder. His hips snapped again in time with the bite.