Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ A Treat for Dinner...A CEO for Dessert ❯ One-Shot

Disclaimer: I do not own Yu-Gi-Oh or Fruit by the Foot or M&Ms! All I own is the plot to this story!!

 

Warning: Hm, I dunno, has anyone ever read one of my one-shots that isn't gay or close to explicit? Swearing, YAOI, HENTAI, HANDCUFFS, FOOD FETISH, Male/male/Male!! HOMOPHOBES BEWARE!!

 

Started writing this in my notebook: July 27, 2005
Finished writing this in my notebook: September 22, 2005
Started writing this on the computer: September 24, 2005
Finished writing this on the computer: October 10, 2005

 

Jodine16: ^^ Happy Halloween everyone! Sorry, this was posted so late! I'm finally back, after 2 months of total utter silence! I'd like to thank EVERYONE who reviewed Home Economics Class, Trapped in the Dark, A Walk for a Thought…A Kiss for F*ck, Science Class, What If Draco Didn't Leave Harry on the Train?, By Myself, and Curious Puppy Gets His Punishment. You guys kick ass! Oh, I'd also like to thank my sis, kamikazelover, for helping me with editing!! Enjoy!

 

[…] = telepathic thoughts

 

'…' = mental thoughts

 

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A Treat for Dinner…A CEO for Dessert

 

Yami was sitting behind the counter of the Kami Game Shop on the afternoon of October 31st, when Bakura came waltzing in, a smug smirk on his face. Yugi and Ryou were volunteering at a local daycare, so if Yami and Bakura started a fight, there wouldn't be anyone to stop them from sending each other to the Shadow Realm.

 

"What do you want, Tomb Robber?" Yami growled, setting the manga he was reading aside.

 

Bakura faked a look of hurt on his face. "Come now, is that anyway to talk to your sire?"

 

"Absolutely." Yami unconsciously rubbed the marks that Bakura left on him 500 years ago. The ancient Pharaoh had been reading scrolls in his chambers in the palace of Egypt, when the Thief King attacked him and turned him into a blood lusting Vampire. "So, what brings you here?"

 

"Ryou told me he's going to be taking those little annoying brats trick-or-treating and I'm bored," Bakura said, hopping onto the counter.

 

Yami raised an eyebrow. "And you think I can help you?"

 

"In a sense; I was actually wondering if you'd care to join me in a hunt."

 

"Bakura, you know damn well I have specific tastes. Prostitutes and little children don't fit the description."

 

"I know, I know, I was thinking a little higher than that."

 

"Oh? What, someone rich?"

 

Bakura smirked. "Someone cold, arrogant, act a like he has a stick or tree--Ra only knows--shoved painfully up his ass."

 

Yami couldn't help but lick his tongue along his canines thoughtfully at this. "He does sound rather appetizing, although we will have to remove that stick, and I wouldn't mind a taste or his, ahem, bodily fluids."

 

Bakura grinned, jumping off the counter, just as Yugi and Ryou came in. "That's the spirit, Pharaoh; I know his schedule so I'll meet on the building, where Keith had mysteriously disappeared, at 11pm sharp." The brown/crimson-eyed Vampire was referring to the building where he and Yami had dueled, and sent Keith to the Shadow Realm, after he physically hurt their Childes--when Ryou and Yugi were still weak from their Transformation.

 

Ryou looked between the two, suspicion clearly evident in his large brown eyes. "That's the spirit for what, Bakura? What are you two planning?"

 

"Yeah, you two had better not be planning on hurting anyone this year or else we'll seal you into the closet again for two months," Yugi threatened, placing his hands on his small hips.

 

Yami chuckled. "Come now, Aibou, who ever said we were going to hurt anyone?"

 

Bakura shrugged, leaning against the counter. "Yeah, we're just going to go meet up with someone for a while."

 

"Really, who?" Yugi's eyes sparkled with curiosity.

 

"That's for us to know and you to never find out," the white haired thief said mysteriously.

 

"Oh, c'mon 'kura, tell us," Ryou whined.

 

"Whining won't get you anywhere, Childe," Yami said, picking the manga he'd set aside earlier. "Saying please and thank you and pouting will." Yugi snickered at this.

 

Bakura smirked, shaking his head. "Nope, you'll find out tomorrow. Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get ready." With that said, Bakura left.

 

"I wish he'd stop being so mysterious," Ryou grumbled.

 

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Seto stretched as the elevator took him to down to the main floor of his tower. Since his only driver called in sick with the flu, Seto was forced to walk as he didn't trust anyone else with his expensive cars.

 

"He'd better be well by Monday or I'm going to fire him," Seto growled to the darkness of the lobby as he left the building. He sighed and admitted he knew he wouldn't actually fire his driver. Antonio, his driver, was the only competent man he trusted, sort of, that actually got him to his destinations with a little extra time and no speeding tickets.

 

Seto rounded a corner which led him to the opening of a seemingly deserted alleyway, the only thing standing between him and the street that took him to his warm, cozy, lonely home.

 

As he headed through the trash-strewn alley, he didn't notice two pairs of inhuman crimson eyes on him, although he did feel like someone was watching him.

 

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"You were right, Tomb Robber, he is rather edible-looking," Yami said from his perch on a building overlooking the alley Seto was walking through.

 

"Of course." Bakura stood, a smirk coming to his face. "Now, let's go catch our prey before he disappears on-" He was cut short when they heard a yelp from below.

 

Yami snickered, standing also. "How undignified of Kaiba."

 

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Seto growled low in his throat as he stood. 'Thank god no one was there to witness that, or else that might have been the last thing they'd ever see,' He thought angrily. Suddenly he groaned lowly. It was as if the gods were hell-bent on making this night a bitch, for he saw little innocent Yugi Mouto walking towards him.

 

"Hello, Kaiba-kun," he said in a sweet voice. Too sweet, in fact.

 

"What are you doing here?" Seto snapped, his patience becoming incredibly thin.

 

"Well, I just so happen to being walking down this alleyway," Yugi replied, his eyes in shadows.

 

"Riiight, I thought you and Bakura were going trick-or-treating with a bunch of six-year-olds," Seto muttered, more to himself than to Yugi, as he dusted his pants off and got a better rein on his temper.

 

"They are." Seto's eye widened slightly, when he saw that 'Yugi's' eyes weren't large and amethyst colored, but narrow and crimson, when he looked into the CEO's eyes.

 

"What the-!" Seto froze when he felt someone press up against him from behind him and begin to nip at his shoulder blade through his shirt and coat.

 

"We -Yami and I, the great Thief-King, Bakura- are what you call, this day and age, Vampires, though, if I'm not mistaken you don't believe in them, nay?" Seto recognized the person as Ryou Bakura, however, his voice was harsher and colder, not the normal soft and gentle tone that Seto was used to hearing.

 

"Let go of me," Seto snarled, trying to pull away from him but found his hands got tighter with every attempt to break free. "I've got better things to do than hang around you dweebs."

 

"But, Seto, we want to play," 'Yugi' whined, walking up to the CEO. He pressed his body against his, his crimson eyes piercing through Seto's…into his very soul.

 

Seto suppressed a shudder, tearing his eyes away from Yugi's. "No, now, let me-" Seto tensed, his eyes widening, when he felt Ryou, or whoever he was, grope him roughly.

 

"Nope, we call the shots, rich boy," he growled, groping him again, making Seto moan slightly.

 

"S-Stop." Seto clenched his hands into tight fists, shifting to get away.

 

"No, stop struggling," the tri-color haired teen murmured running his hands lazily up and down his front. "Relax; let us rid you of your stress."

 

"Yes, let us make you feel pleasures you've never experienced before," the other hissed in his ear before licking his lobe.

 

Seto hardly noticed his feet leaving the ground; his eyes closed and his attention was solely on making sure his not-so-little soldier didn't try to stand to attention. He pressed closer to the albino behind him when he felt a cold breeze hit him.

 

"We'll make you feel things that you only thought were possible in dreams," 'Ryou' continued.

 

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Seto's eyes opened wide and were quickly filled with confusion when he saw that he was in his bedroom, on his bed without his clothes on. "What the hell?!" He tried to sit up, but 'Yugi' pushed him back down. That was when he was able to get a better look at his captors. 'Ryou' had a complete outfit of skin-tight, black, leather pants and a black shirt that was held together by crimson strings on the sides. He had a black leather wristband on his right wrist and a silver ring on his ring middle finger. Seto's eyes trailed up to his face where he noticed 'Ryou's' hair was spikier than usual and that his eyes were like 'Yugi's'; narrow and crimson. 'Maybe these two are Yugi and Ryou's older twins or something,' Seto thought, completely unaware that the two Vampires before him could clearly hear his thoughts.

 

"Close, but we are their ancestors," 'Yugi' said, slipping his shirt off to expose flawless white skin. "My name's Yami and this is Bakura. Now, if I understand correctly, Bakura promised me desert with you in it."

 

Seto glared. "Not damn likely." The brunet became confused about his sexuality several months ago when he went to use one of the school washrooms only to find a couple of guys he didn't know making out heavily against the sinks, and got rather turned on by it. Since then, he's started having wet dreams about being kissed senseless and then getting the blowjob of a lifetime by a guy with no face.

 

Even if Yami and Bakura (if those were even their real names) were drop dead gorgeous, Seto wasn't going to submit without a fight.

 

Sensing this, Yami pinned him down by his shoulders and began ravishing his mouth, moaning at the taste of exotic tastes of spices and wine.

 

While Yami preoccupied Seto, Bakura left in search of the kitchens. When he returned with a small armload of the necessities he was searching for, Yami had Seto writhing on the bed, making small mewling noises as Yami sucked hungrily on his neck.

 

[Can I bite him?] Yami mentally asked Bakura.

 

[No.]

 

[But…]

 

[When we are finished screwing around with him, then you may bite him.]

 

[Hmph, fine.]

 

"I have everything we need to create and eat our delicious dessert," Bakura announced, dumping the goods on the bed before crawling on and hand cuffing Seto to the metal bed frame with his handy pair of cuffs, which he always keeps on him.

 

Yami pulled away, earning a groan of disappointment from the tall teen. "Good, and don't worry, little neko, you'll get release, just as soon as Bakura and I decorate you." With that said, Yami conjured up a pair of cuffs and proceeded to cuff Seto's legs down. Seto watched as he did this, while calming his breathing. He glanced over to see what Bakura had brought up. Two cans of whip cream, an unopened bag of M&Ms, chocolate syrup, and a couple rolls of…

 

"Why the hell did you bring rolls of Fruit by the Foot?" Seto inquired as the two Vampires stripped themselves of their leathers.

 

"Because I have fetishes, and I enjoy sweets," Bakura replied, picking up a can of whip cream and shaking it.

 

"Now, stay still while we prepare you for dessert," Yami hissed in his ear, pulling away and getting the other can.

 

They started creating outlines along his chest, stomach, legs, and arms. Seto couldn't hold back a shudder as Yami filled his navel with the cream, while Bakura put a pillow under his ass for leverage, before covering his balls and the base of his growing erection.

 

After putting a spot of cream on both nipples, Yami shook up the bottle of chocolate syrup before opening it and pouring it all over Seto's chest and stomach, making him jerk and yelp.

 

"That's cold!"

 

"What else do you expect when it was taken from the fridge?" Bakura grinned, opening the M&M bag, taking two M&Ms and placing each of them on the brunet's nipples.

 

"I-uh!" Seto tensed when Yami dribbled the viscous liquid down his length. Bakura squirted the tip of his head with whip cream before putting a few M&Ms on the cream. Yami put a careful line of syrup along his arms and legs before closing the bottle and getting a roll of Fruit by the Foot.

 

Seto watched as they unrolled the treat, ripped it down the middle, and arranged it so that it was shaped into several hieroglyphs. "I can't read it upside down, what does it say?"

 

"Bast's feline priest," Yami said, leaning over and kissing him gently. Seto was taken by surprise when there was a click followed by a flash of light.

 

"I wanted a picture of our artwork," Bakura said, shrugging.

 

Seto glared. "If I find out that gets out to the public-"

 

Bakura shook his head. "It won't, trust me."

 

"Right, so why does it say Bast's feline priest?" Seto asked, not trusting Bakura's word. He decided he was going to break the digital camera once he was free.

 

"Well, there are times when we have to wonder if you are a Cat Demon because of your gracefulness," Bakura replied, sliding up beside him.

 

Seto smirked. "I'm just more graceful than some people."

 

"True…most times," Bakura said, referring to the incident in the alley earlier. He kissed Seto hard before the CEO could protest.

 

Seto moaned softly as Yami licked and sucked at one of his nipples, cleaning it of its cream and candy. Bakura shifted and nipped harshly at Seto's neck before he moved down and cleaned Seto's other nipple.

 

By the time the two Vampires finished cleaning his body of the sugary substances, except what was on his erection, Seto's wrists were raw from rubbing, and in a few places they were bleeding, as he tried to press closer to their teasing tongues.

 

"You've got a little bit of cream on your cheek, Pharaoh," Bakura said in a husky voice, leaning over Seto's chest, licking said cream from Yami's cheek before kissing him. Their kiss turned into an open mouth as they started touching each other, making Seto hotter than he'd ever been in his life.

 

"Gods," Seto breathed.

 

"You smell so hot, Koneko," Yami murmured, his fingers lightly running up Seto's chest. "And so bothered. Tell us, what is it you desire so?"

 

"For us to bring you release?" Bakura asked, gently stroking Seto's cheek, while eyeing the brunet's member hungrily.

 

"For us to uncuff you?"

 

"For one of us to impale ourselves on your thick, throbbing cock and milk you until you have nothing left to give?"

 

"Or, for one of us to fuck you until you go insane with ecstasy?"

 

Seto let out a soft whimper, tugging at the cuffs, bucking his hips, and shifting his thighs so they were spread further apart. "Gods, all of the above, just hurry!"

 

Yami smirked. "Your wish is our command, Koneko."

 

The two pale immortals started licking away the whip cream and chocolate from his neglected length (though most of it had a salty taste from his pre-cum). Yami hadn't even begun preparing the teen when his muscles tensed and a cry escaped his kiss swollen lips, his entire body breaking into convulsions.

 

Yami gently held Seto as he calmed down, while Bakura moved so he was in between the billionaire's trembling legs. Yami softly pressed his lips against Seto's before pulling away, a smile on his face. "Had enough, Koneko, or do you want more?"

 

Seto looked up at him with lust glazed sapphire eyes. "Yes-ah!" Seto's hips jerked as his member was brought back to life by Bakura's wet, hot mouth.

 

"Hang on, Thief King; let's move our koneko around a little." Bakura pulled away as Yami undid Seto's abused wrists. After undoing the cuffs around his ankles, Bakura laid down on his back, while Yami had Seto move so he was straddling Bakura's head, while on all fours. Seto let out a mouth of pleasure as he was taken to the crimson eyed Vampire's mouth again. He hardly noticed Yami prepare him as he edged closer to his second release. Seto mewled in disappointment as Bakura's talented mouth released his throbbing length before he could release.

 

Bakura moved out from underneath him as Yami took his place, only more up so he and Seto were at eye level. Seto looked over his shoulder when he felt hands on his hip. Bakura smirked, leaning over and kissing him lightly. "Ready, Koneko?"

 

Seto nodded as Yami slipped his legs around his waist. Quickly figuring out what Yami was implying, Seto positioned himself at Yami's entrance as Bakura began to push forward.

 

The CEO's head dropped onto Yami's shoulder as Bakura seated himself to the hilt. Yami used his legs to pull Seto forward, and into him, so the brunet wouldn't have to think too much about the now fading pain.

 

Bakura on the other hand was close to losing control of his lust. Never had he come across a virgin mortal with an ass as tight as Seto's, well, not in over 50 years, since he met Ryou (A/N: Ryou's not as humanly young as we all thought!). [He better adjust soon, Pharaoh,] he mentally growled at Yami.

 

Yami was about to reply, when he felt Seto shift against him. Seto pressed against the white-haired thief to signal he was ready.

 

Their pace was slow, well, until Bakura let out a low hiss and quite literally pounded Seto into Yami (A/N: note: must get drool-proof keyboard.)

 

It wasn't long before Seto was hitting his peak again, and he was thrown over into the convulsing waters below, when Bakura repeatedly jabbed Seto's prostate.

 

Seto's scream echoed throughout the seemingly empty mansion as Bakura continued his brutal thrusts, bringing Seto to life within Yami once again.

 

Bakura let out a strangled hiss as he came, setting Seto off for the third time (that night) and Yami for the first. The crimson/brown eyed Vampire slowly pulled out and collapsed beside Yami, who was trying to calm Seto down who was still trembling from his climax.

 

"That was the best dessert I've ever had," Bakura said cockily, taking Seto's wrist to his lips while the blue eyed teen finally pulled out of Yami's semen-dripping entrance and fell between the two immortals.

 

Seto barely registered Bakura's licking, and sucking on his wrist until he felt Yami do the same on his other wrist. "Wha…What are you two doing?"

 

"Healing your wrists so awkward questions won't be asked," Yami replied.

 

Seto blinked, not even realizing he hadn't thought of that. "Oh, well, thank you."

 

Yami smiled at him before moving down to where Bakura was tending to one of his ankles.

 

By the time the two Vampires came back up, Seto was inches from the dream world.

 

"Sleep well, Koneko," Yami murmured, stroking his sweat damp hair. He joined Bakura in the bathroom where the two proceeded to clean themselves.

 

"We'll be back before you know it," Bakura muttered, kissing him lightly after coming out of the bathroom.

 

"Wait," Yami whispered, going over to Seto. He brushed hair away from his unmarked neck and sucked on it a little before sinking his canines through the flesh, Seto twitched, but surprisingly stayed asleep.

 

Bakura rolled his eyes. "Ah, yes, the picky annoying Pharaoh always needs to mark his dinner."

 

Yami smirked. "Of course." He left with the former Thief through the shadows, as Seto shifted in his sleep.

 

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Meanwhile, below Seto's room laid innocent little Mokuba, whose eyes were wider than dinner plates.

 

"I don't think I'll ever be able to look Seto in the eye ever again," he whispered, shuddering.

 

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Jodine16: Haha, that was great! I loved the ending to this fic! Poor Mokie! Please Review! And, until Christmas, later days!