Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Brother's Love ❯ Chapter Eighteen ( Chapter 18 )

Author(s): Anime-Blade and Kikyana
Rate: M
Pairing: Tabloidshipping- Seto x Mokuba
Warnings: yaoi, incest, occ-ness in characters, language.
Disclaimer: We don't own anything except the plot! And all OC's
Status: 18/---
A/N: This is a roleplay-turned-fanfiction between my friend and I. It starts out with Mokuba and from there will alternate between the two, gomen if it gets confusing.

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Chapter Eighteen:

Blue eyes blinked open, focusing on nothing for a moment before shifting to his brother. He didn't want to think about the dream really, not when he'd been talking about that before… A light smile found his lips as he watched his brother sleep, deciding to let him rest...

 

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It was maybe a half hour later that Mokuba rolled over, and stretched slightly. He could feel himself waking up, for what seemed like the first time in a long time, of his own free will. No dream waking him, no Seto moving away from him...no pesky alarm clock...Speaking of Seto...Stormy eyes slid open slowly to find the blue ones of his brother, "Morning?" He questioned. Wondering if it was in fact the next morning, or still the same night...

 

Seto nodded slightly, "It's a bit after eight." He informed him, sitting up and stretching, while leaning back against the headboard and pillows. "Sleep well?" He asked, blue eyes glancing down at him.

 

Mokuba nodded, "Mm...Yeah..." He rubbed his sleepy eyes and sat up as well. He shook his head, hair falling everywhere, He was still very groggy. He blew at a piece of hair that managed to fall into his face, making it move from in front of his eyes. He looked back to Seto, "What about you?"

 

"Hm... I suppose." Other then the annoying reminder of that insane girl... "We should-" Blue eyes blinked before looking over to his desk. His cell was ringing... And he really didn't want to answer it because he knew who it was... A groan escaped him before he slipped back down under the covers, pulling them over his head. "Do me a favour and break my cell phone..." He muttered.

 

Mokuba blinked a few times. He has never seen his brother not answer his cell phone, "Eh...Niisan...What's going on?" He questioned, and stood up, going over to retrieve the still-ringing phone.

 

"Just throw it against the wall... It'll keep ringing other wise..." And slowly drive him insane... "Or better yet! Throw it out the window..."

 

Mokuba blinked a few more times, utterly confused. He merely held down the power button, until the little beep noise told him it was turned off. He set the phone down again and sighed slightly, "What the crap was that about?" He questioned, as he walked back over to the bed.

 

Seto quickly looked up, a somewhat horrified expression on his face as he looked at the phone. "You turned it off?" He stared at it for a moment more before scrambling out of bed and grabbing the cell, quickly turning it on again.

 

Mokuba watched his brother, stunned. What was wrong with him?! "You're not acting like...well...you...You told me to throw it against a wall, but God forbid I turn the damned thing off!"

 

"I didn't think you'd turn it off!" And right on cue, the damned thing started ringing again. Seto sighed for a moment, "Wait here..." the brunette went into Mokuba's room, closing the door behind him and leaning against it (somehow his towel was still around his waist...). How to answer the phone...? Sighing, he hit the talk button, "Kai-"

"KAIBA SETO!! Omae o korosu, bakayarou!" He held the phone away, since he knew there would be yelling... "Good morning to you too..." He muttered.

 

He continued to blink after his brother. He stared at the door, head tilted slightly to the left. "What....the....hell?" His brother never acted so...what was the word he was trying to think of...jumpy. Yes. Jumpy was the way to describe Seto's activity.

 

"How could you not tell me you were going to be away for three weeks?!" He could've sworn he heard a pout after that... "How did you find out I was gone anyways? I thought you were too busy making out with your fiancé as of late?" Silence passed between the two for a few minutes... "That's not even the point... I had to ask said fiancés' little sister, and she's the one who told me you would be gone for three weeks..." Seto rolled his eyes and sighed, "Knowing you, I'd have to worry about you saying-"

"So how are you and Mokuba?" He blinked, "Way to change the subject... We're fine... Why, have someone spying on us?" Laughter flooded through the cell, "I don't need a spy to know what you're up to." He silently cursed himself, "How did you find out again? I'd had to have been drunk or something to out right tell you..." He muttered.

 

Mokuba sighed heavily and fell back onto the bed. He watched the ceiling. Bored. Yeah, bored. He vaguely wondered who his brother was talking to...Probably some sort of business call...but still...why was his brother being so weird. He was finally fed up with just wondering and he stood from the bed. He walked quietly over to the doors that connected the rooms, and he pressed his ear against the cold door, and he could hear his brother's voice on the other side, "How did you find out again? I'd had to have been drunk or something to out right tell you..." This made Mokuba blink...

 

"You were not, Seto. I figured it out on my own, which scared you shitless." The brunette just knew she was grinning... "You're making it sound like it was obvious, yet no one else knows... Except Mokuba's insane friend..." Now that he thought about it, he supposed it was only fair that each of them had someone they were able to talk to about them. "Mm... Kesi's the one who told me where you were- I should talk to here... I'd been wondering what had her so jumpy... I suppose not being able to talk about it had her acting like that."

"Kami... I'll have to endure both of you screaming like one of those obsessive fan-girls?"

 

Mokuba giggled slightly at this. He got what was going on...He yawned slightly, and decided he should probably get dressed seeing as he was nude. Slowly, he opened the door connecting the two rooms.

 

Seto stumbled slightly, given that he had been leaning against the door. He glanced back to see Mokuba before stepping aside to allow him in. "So... you dressed yet?" She asked. "That is the strangest question you've ever asked me..." Seto muttered. "Then I'd have to say you're-"

"Stop trying to guess my current state of dress, Jana!"

 

Mokuba blinked and shook his head lightly, "Weirdo's" he said and looked over to his brother, giving him a slight wink. He was about to bend down, and grab some clothes from the pile that was still in fact on the floor, when his mind thought up a better idea. He turned, ever so slowly, to look at his brother, smiling innocently. He walked over to him, completely innocently. No sexy swagger to his hips or anything. He winked at the older when he was right in front of him, and got down on his knees, "You're on the phone, remember." He whispered with a wink, before tugging the towel away...

 

Seto's moment of silence didn't go unnoticed... "Orusu da ze... Stop staring at your brother!" That however got his attention... "I am not!" Very convincing there Seto. "Sure you aren't... And if not, then do tell what has you so distracted, Seto."

 

Mokuba smirked at his prize that was behind the fluffy white towel he just discarded it to the floor. His hands ran up and down Seto's thighs, before coming down to the floor. He used them to keep his balance as he leaned forward, and began to teasingly lick the other's length.

 

"I... should go..." Damn, at least it wasn't a business call, though that may have been easier... "Hang up on me and I'll make you regret it... What could he possibly be doing to distract you this much?" Jana asked.

 

The younger, raven-haired imp continued to lick teasingly at the older's length. He pulled back slightly and smiled up at Seto, giving him a wink, before leaning forward again. He took the head of his brother's member into his mouth, and sucked harshly, wanting to get the other to moan.

 

"Hm... You're quiet again... Trying to keep quiet? Well, I'll leave you then, since you seem preoccupied... I'll see you later, Se-chan!" He mentally cursed her as he heard the click of her phone hanging up. Seto didn't make a move to turn his cell off yet, a little too focused on what his brother's mouth was doing...

 

Once Mokuba realized Seto had finished his phone conversation, he pulled back, giving the head one final lick before standing up. He smiled innocently and walked over to his clothes pile. He bent down and began rummaging through it.

 

Blue eyes narrowed before he walked up behind the younger and pulled him back up so that he was standing. Quickly turning the teen around, he let his hands rest on Mokuba's hips, before grinding against him.

 

Mokuba went wide-eyed once he was grabbed, and then his eyes slipped closed when he felt his brother grind against him. Why, oh why, did his brother always win at this game!? He leaned forward, head resting on Seto's shoulder.

 

A hiss of pleasure left him as he somehow managed to turn his cell off before letting it drop on top of the pile of clothes on the floor. "No need to get dressed..." He whispered, nipping at his neck. One hand moved to rest on the small on Mokuba's back, continuing to press the teen against him as their arousals pressed against the others. His other hand trailed down over his brother's rear, brushing his fingers across it.

 

He shifted slightly, trying to get one of those fingers to 'accidentally' slip into him. He knew it was wrong, to want Seto to do that, but he couldn't help it if that was what he liked. Mokuba tilted his head to the side, and shifted again, and began to suck gently at the other's neck.

 

He froze for a moment, knowing what the younger was trying to do. A slight shiver ran down his spine and he moved back slightly, though kept their hips touching. He let his hand run up along Mokuba's side, before brushing against his lips lightly. He pressed three of his fingers against the teen's lips as he leaned closer to whisper in his ear, "Suck."

 

Mokuba couldn't help but let a small sigh of disappointment escape his lips, "Just once...." he muttered under his breath before taking the three fingers into his mouth. He sucked at them, rolled his tongue around them, much like he would have another part of the older.

 

Once he was satisfied, he pulled his hand away from his brother's mouth. There was a second's pause before he pressed two fingers into his brother. He would have preferred not doing this... but at least his brother would get what he wanted, a twinge of pain since he had added two digits and not one, without proper lubrication.

 

He moaned out, and his eyes slipped closed. His brother was either very stupid to the fact that doing this would in fact cause him a little bit of pain or, the older had finally given in a little bit. He ground his hips against the others, "More..." he whimpered.

 

Seto bit his lower lip lightly and pressed in a third digit, before removing all three completely, only to press them back in. He rested his forehead against the other's shoulder, trying not to think about what he was doing, and instead focused on grinding against the teen.

 

He bit down on his bottom lip, whimpering slightly. It hurt...it hurt so good, His whimpers mixed in with moans and he began to lap at Seto's neck, moaning against it. He pushed back against the intruding digits, pushing his brother's fingers in further.

 

If he was moaning it was fine, as long as it didn't solely hurt him... He still hated doing this, despised it really, but his brother had wanted it... Seto shivered slightly and tried to change his thoughts once again.

 

He continued to move, "Nnn… Seto....need you..." He muttered into the other's neck. "Need you...inside of me..." He gently sucked at the flesh of his brother's neck, praying that Seto would grant him his request.

 

"My room..." He muttered, still refusing to take his brother without anything. "Not here..." Seto only hoped Mokuba didn't argue against him again, since he was amazed he had kept together this far.

 

He whimpered slightly at that, "What if I suck you first?" he protested, knowing his saliva wasn't going to be an effective lubricant, as he had already experienced with his brother's fingers.

 

Seto only shook his head and paused in what he was doing, removing his fingers from the other. "My room..." He repeated. Didn't Mokuba get it yet? Hadn't it clicked yet why he refused?

 

He nodded slowly, giving into his brother. Why couldn't the older give in to him for once? He pulled away from Seto and walked to the door, hurrying through it and over to the older's bed.

 

Seto stayed where he was for a moment, staring blankly at the floor before he shivered at his thoughts. Did he have to actually tell him for him it to click in his head? Or did he simply not care what this did to him...? He shook his head at the thought before following after his brother to his bed.

 

Mokuba sighed slightly. He knew it upset his brother, he wasn't sure why it upset him so much...If his mind hadn't been clouded with lust and desire for the ache between his legs to be gone, maybe he would have figured it out. But right now he just wanted his brother to fill him. He lay down on the bed, on his stomach. He lifted his bottom in the air slightly, inviting his brother over.

 

He picked up the lube before moving over to his brother, letting the tube rest on one of the pillows for the moment. Blue eyes focused on the younger, thinking things over. He knew what Mokuba wanted, was afraid to give it to him... He could always stop though... Seto sighed before shifting his gaze down, "Do you want it with lubricant or not?" Why was he even asking him this?

 

Mokuba chocked on his breath when his brother asked him. He lifted his head and turned to look at him, confusion written all over his face. The older had made such a big deal about it the day before, had gone hysterical over it. And here he was, asking how Mokuba wanted it. "You know what I want Niisan..." There was confusion laced with his voice.

 

"Lie down on your back..." He murmured, tracing lazily along the teens thigh. He wouldn't think about what he was doing, wouldn't think about the fact that it was going to be his fault his brother would be in pain...

 

He blinked and moved onto his back, "Niisan...." He watched his older brother, wondering why on earth he was going to do this. "You don't have to..." he managed to say. He'd be lying if he said he didn't want it, but he knew his brother didn't want to do it...

 

He moved over him, kissing him for a moment before tailing down his chest. To please his brother- that's why he was doing this, to give in a bit to what he wanted... Seto licked along the other's inner thigh, hands moving to the younger's hips and lifting them slightly, before trailing his tongue to the teens entrance. He flicked his tongue over it lightly once before pressing it into the other.

 

Mokuba's eyes went wide. He certainly hadn't been prepared for that, "N-Niisan!?" He propped himself up on his elbows, watching the other intently. His breathing already becoming heavy.

 

Seto pulled away for a moment to glance at his brother, raising a brow slightly, "Nande?" He smirked slightly before going back to what he'd been doing, thrusting his tongue in and out of the other.

 

He moaned, and his head snapped back. His chest heaved up and down as he stared blankly at the ceiling. He'd never expected anything like this to happen. The feeling was indescribable.

 

After a few more moments of this he pulled back, licking along Mokuba's arousal briefly before going up to his neck. Seto nipped lightly at the skin and ground against the teen, before moving away from him and lying next to him. Even if Mokuba did suck on him first, it wouldn't really be enough...

 

Mokuba blinked once, and turned slightly, so he could look at the older, "Niisan, doushita no?" his voice was questioning. He scooted closer to the older, and nuzzled against him, trailing light kisses on his chest. It was so odd, Mokuba himself was a gentle person, but didn't want gentle things done to him...not right now at least.

 

"I'm not taking you without the bare minimum... You mentioned it before..." He murmured as he pulled the teen up for a moment to nip at his neck. It was too... crude to just outright say it, though why that actually bothered him he wasn't sure.

 

He nodded, and moved down. He trailed gentle kisses along the other's chest and stomach. When he got to the older's arousal he placed a gentle kiss on the top, before slowly opening his mouth and taking all that he could of his brother into his mouth.

 

He shivered slightly as he kept his hips still, not wanting to accidentally gag his brother. He wasn't even sure why Mokuba had first done this, but for whatever reason, he was thankful for it.

 

Mokuba hummed around his brother's erection, sending vibrations up and down it. He pulled back up to the head and his tongue darted out, and began to run all over the older's arousal, coating it with his saliva.

 

Seto bit his lower lip, eyes slipping shut for the moment. He shifted slightly, hands fisting into the sheets. What his brother did with that mouth of his... it drove him insane with pleasure.

 

Mokuba knew his brother loved this, and so he did it for a little while longer, before pulling back. He moved up, and sat on Seto's lower stomach, one leg on either side of his older brother. He leaned down and placed a few gentle kisses on the other's jaw line, "Are you sure you want to do this?" He questioned.

 

"It's fine..." He murmured, though his mind told him how odd that sounded- shouldn't he be the one to ask his brother that? Seto's hands moved to rest on Mokuba's hips, "Move back a bit…" He said quietly, eyeing his brother and wondering if he knew what he was planning yet.

 

He kissed his brother's lips for a moment, before sitting back up. He blinked, looking down at his brother. He took a deep breath, steadying himself for what he knew was coming, and he moved back slightly.

 

Seto had already made up his mind about this. He was simply going to help the other, but Mokuba was the one who was going to be the one in control.

 

Mokuba lifted himself up, steadying himself over his brothers' arousal. He bit his bottom lip, and came down, hard. Impaling himself with his brother's erection. A scream tore from his throat and he didn't move. His breathing was once again heavy.

 

The brunette gave him a worried look, stopping himself from doing anything yet. He touched his cheek and caressed it lightly, "We can stop..." He murmured quietly, still looking to the younger with worry and concern.

 

It hurt...oh god did it hurt! He had expected it to hurt, but not like this. He had wanted it to hurt, but not this bad. He couldn't tell his brother he wanted to stop. After making such a big deal about it, how could he complain that it hurt too much? He shook his head slightly "Iie..." He pulled back up, whimpering, and impaled himself again, another cry replaced the quiet of the room.

 

"Mokuba..." He sighed and sat up a bit, shifting until he had his brother's legs wrapped around his waist. "If you really want to continue... then don't do anything until you're used to it first. Only rock your hips slightly." Seto wrapped his arms around the teen's waist before leaning forward slightly to kiss his neck.

 

Mokuba bit his lip slightly, tears in his eyes as he did what his brother said. He rocked his hips slowly, which still sent small twinges of pain up and down his back side, but this small pain was enjoyable...

 

"Do you see why I didn't want to do this now?" He asked quietly in between nipping and licking his brother's neck. He needed to distract the younger until he felt somewhat comfortable, though the brunette knew the pain would only dull slightly, but come far from disappearing.

 

He wrapped his arms loosely around Seto's neck. The pain was beginning to get to him; he barely had an erection anymore, "C-can we stop...." His voice was about as low as someone's voice could be. He felt terrible for making his brother start this...

 

He didn't bother saying anything, and instead simply lifted the teen from his lap before moving again so that he could lie him down. Seto caressed his cheek gently before lying down next to him, wrapping an arm around his waist. "Get some rest." He whispered, kissing the other's forehead lightly.

 

"I'm sorry..." He turned and buried his face into the pillow, ashamed. He felt so stupid for doing that. And he mentally chastised himself for making the older start that, and he couldn't even finish it! "I'm such an idiot..."

 

"Yes, you are an idiot," Seto agreed completely with that, "but..." He leaned closer to kiss his neck before whispering in his ear, "You're my idiot."

 

"Niisan..." He moved and buried his face against the other's chest, "I love you..." He wanted, no, needed to here his brother say it. He didn't know why he needed to here it so bad, but he did...

 

"Aishiteru matta, Mokuba..." He lazily ran his fingers through the raven hair of his brother, once again toying with the strands. "A bit better now?" Seto was aware that Mokuba was still in pain, and would be for the next few days, but it would still be less now then it had been a few minutes prior.

 

Mokuba nodded, "I'm fine...I think I just did it all to fast..." The pain he felt now was fine; it didn't faze him in the least bit. He sighed slightly. He really did want to at least try doing it again, but he knew he'd never be able to get Seto to agree to it. "Guess I'll be staying in the room tomorrow" He joked lightly. He knew if he tried to walk anywhere, it would be with a limp.

 

"I wouldn't suggest showering, take a bath instead... And no, you won't be going anywhere." He nuzzled the younger's neck, "You'll be stuck doing homework all day." Seto teased.

 

He clung tightly to the older, "Are you going to work....?" There was a slight tone of worry in the younger's voice. He didn't want to be alone all day...He wanted his Niisan

 

"You know I'll be working all this week... My weekends will be yours though." He murmured, "You knew this already, Mokuba."

 

Mokuba continued to cling to him, "Please...can't you just stay with me a little bit longer?" he said, nuzzling his cheek against his chest.

 

Seto blinked in confusion, "Mokuba... You do realize it's Sunday, right?" He didn't have to work until later, and that was just paperwork.

 

Mokuba blinked a few times, "Oh...no...I didn't realize that..." He blinked a few more times and pulled slightly away from him, so he could look at him, "Will you take a bath with me?"

 

He smiled slightly and kissed him briefly, "Sure... I'll be right back." He untangled himself from Mokuba and went into the bathroom before starting a bath for them.

 

He smiled, and laid back on the bed, a light twinge of pain shot up his back when he moved, causing him to...giggle. The light pain was fine; he didn't mind it at all. He began to wonder why he was this way as he looked at the ceiling.

 

Seto returned to the bed once the bath had been filled. He kneeled some what on the bed before leaning over, "You want to try walking? Or should I carry you?" He asked.

 

Mokuba blinked, wondering what walking would feel like..."I'll walk." He said lightly, and stood from the bed. Another sharp pain shot up his spine and he had to cover his mouth.

"If you're sure..." Blue eyes stayed focused on the teen, making sure he wasn't in any kind of pain. He waited over by the door, watching him silently. Standing was one thing, walking was a different story.

 

Mokuba sighed slightly and took a step, "Ow." He stopped walking. Well...that hurts... He looked over to Seto, and smiled weakly, "Niisan...can you carry me?"

 

Seto rolled his eyes, smiling slightly as he went over to the teen. He picked him up carefully before taking him into the bathroom and carefully setting him down in the water, "I can't change the stinging..." He murmured, knowing the warm water would either both sting though not really hurt too much, or it would feel like it was burning...

 

Mokuba tilted his head up slightly, and smiled at his brother, "It's alright...It doesn't bother me too much..." He shifted slightly, trying to get comfortable. "You know alo-" And it had finally clicked in his head... "Oh..."

 

Seto merely nodded before slipping in behind him, wrapping his arms around the other's waist. He had thought that had already clicked for his brother, but apparently he'd been wrong.

 

He sighed heavily and stared at the water, "Gomen, Niisan..." Everything was beginning to make sense now...and at the same time it just made less and less sense...it was weird, the confusion. And why did it have to keep feeling like it was his entire fault!?

 

"It's fine..." He murmured quietly, leaning back and pulling his brother against his chest. He had to wonder, since that had only just clicked, if the teen realized they wouldn't be able to do anything now for the next few days...

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