Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Almost Paradise ❯ Beach Dreams ( Chapter 3 )

Well, here it is, the LAST (and damn it, I mean it this time) of my Otogi/Seto one shots.

Karen: And this one is lovingly co-written by our muse, the one and only Witty Phantom. ^_^

As a warning. . . well, this has everything. Alcohol use, lots of gratuitous sex, a little S&M (it really isn't that bad), fun in the shower, and marshmallow peeps!

Karen: And if you like this little trilogy, go read Of Dice and Dragons at ff.net. It is one of the best stories out there!

Just check out WP's stuff, it is all good stuff. Now read! Thank you to everyone who put up with the other chapters, this is for my faithful reviewers!

~ Beach Dreams ~

In blissful silence, the two bronzed young men basked in the quiet calm of an enchanted sunrise. Their two-week vacation was coming to a close and Seto and Otogi felt closer now than they had ever been.

Shortly after the six month Dungeon Dice Monsters promotion, Mokuba had convinced the lovers to spend so time together, away from everything. Taking the boy's advice to heart, Seto planned a two-week getaway for just him and Otogi. Without waiting for a convenient break in school and business schedules, for such a thing would never occur, the two just ran away like the love struck teens that they were.

Finding a secluded location was not difficult, since it was the middle of the off-season when Seto and Otogi arrived at the rented beach home. The seasonably warm weather made lounging on the sand a preferred past time, despite the water still being too cool for comfort. Their first night there, the two young men did not even bother unpacking. Instead, Seto found a slightly warm blanket, and after both changed into lightweight cotton pants, they spent the night together under the clear sky. Huddled together to share warmth in the cool night air, the lovers let the sound and smell of the sea lull them to sleep.

A magnificent sunrise woke the lovers the next mornings. However, at this point, the air was much too cool to spend any longer on the beach. Wrapped in the blanket to conserve warmth, Otogi and Seto raced back to the spacious summer home and spent the rest of the morning recovering lost body heat (a/n: Yes, that is a euphemism). Once they were again warm and exhausted, the two boys fell into a restful slumber. Rousing for lunch, neither Seto nor Otogi bothered to dress, enjoying the simple comfort of being the only people for miles, or at least within four walls. After a filling lunch, they had skipped breakfast after all, both jewel-eyed young men returned to the bedroom for another round of lovemaking.

The majority of the two weeks passed thus. Wake-up, sex, breakfast, sex, lunch, sex, dinner, sex, with various sporadic naps and showers thrown into the mix to refresh and invigorate.

It was not until the twelfth evening that the lovers decided to be adventurous. At the risk of being cliché, Seto filled a basket sufficiently to provide a light dinner for Otogi and himself. Completing the image with a bottle of Austi Spumante and a soft blanket, the azure eyed young man lead his ebony-haired lover to a romantic dinner on the beach. Together they dined to the soft sounds of the surf.

Being overcome by the gentle rhythmic call of the ocean, the two men rose to heed the beckoning of sea. Abandoning the basket and blanket, both of which soon became but a vague memory, Seto grasped Otogi's hand and led the smaller man down the beach to where the sand was dampened by the occasional lapping of the waves. Salty water kissed their feet as the lovers roamed the beach. The weather had warmed over the course of the week, making the water quite comfortable, especially in the humid night air. Despite the heat, Seto held his slight boyfriend close, letting one arm snake around the emerald-eyed one's waist. Long-fingered hands delicately caressed lightly tanned skin, playing under the loose black tanktop that hid a body worthy of an ancient Greek hero.

Otogi shivered with delight at the sensation created by the brushing of soft fingertips over his heated flesh. He was filled with an uncontrollable desire. Perhaps it was the Austi, alcohol making him tipsy, overriding his senses of decency and social responsibility, but he wanted his blue-eyed lover, more than he had ever wanted him before. Feeling the heat pool in the pit of his stomach, spreading throughout his body and focusing in on his groin, the raven beauty knew that it would not wait.

Desperate to quench this desire, he grabbed Seto by the shoulders and pulled the taller man into a hard and desperate kiss. Rivaling the passion he had shown the first night they had spent together, Otogi dominated the kiss, pressing himself bodily into his lover. Short licks teased the other's mouth, seeking entrance into the oh-so-inviting cavern. When finally accepted, Otogi's tongue danced around the cocoa-haired man's mouth, curling around the other's tongue, sweeping across the sensitive palette.

To his credit, Seto was not caught off-guard for long. Giving into the needs of his lover, Seto allowed Otogi to take the initiative for the time being. The cunning CEO had plans of his own for later. Responding whole heartedly to the touch of Otogi's lips against his own, Seto let himself be lead through the most breathtaking kiss of his young life. As the physical need for air became overwhelming, the lovers parted just enough that they might draw breath, never actually parting.

Otogi finally pulled away and placed his head on Seto's shoulder, wanting to look up and gaze at the stars in the night sky. However, he was stopped by all of the obnoxious clouds obscuring his view; so, he contented himself with closing his eyes and letting the sound of the waves appease his frazzled nerves. But once the cool water surrounded his ankles, a truly fiendish idea popped into his brain. He thought for a moment if it was actually a plausible idea, and realizing it was, pulled completely away from Seto's grasp.

Taking a few steps back, a wicked grin plastered itself on Otogi's features, it was almost one of Seto's "I'm about to fire someone" smirks. Without even needing to say anything, Otogi just looked at Seto, then out to the endless ocean and back again, every pass yielding more hunger into Otogi's emerald eyes.

But then he stopped as he focused on something far away in the ocean, almost as though searching for his lost starlight. A warm wind came up from almost out of nowhere, but it felt nice against the colder water, of course, the water was warmer than it had been when they had first arrived, but it was still cold compared to the air around them. Though his body was still exactly where he left it, it seemed as though his mind was elsewhere. It wasn't until an arm wrapped itself around Otogi's shoulders and Seto's head settled against his own that he snapped back into reality.

Otogi leaned back against Seto for a moment, enjoying the relaxing feeling of being in his lover's embrace as Seto started leaving a light trail of kisses down his neck. He hardly even noticed as a hand started trailing downwards and over his pants. Almost out of character, Otogi's pants were a little on the baggy side… actually Seto could have probably fit inside them along with Otogi if he had tried, but they were fastened snugly with a belt which sat fairly low on Otogi's slim hips, almost à la Yami. Seto marveled at the softness of the fuzzy pants as his hand continued to explore the area on the inside of his lover's thighs. But as much as he loved to be touched, especially by Seto, Otogi had other plans.

Taking an almost hesitant step forward on the warm sand in his bare feet, Otogi walked casually to the water's edge where he stopped momentarily. He didn't even look at Seto or pay attention to the other's question when he suddenly continued walking with the same non-chalant manner, right into the water until he was up to his mid-thighs in the wet wonderland. Then, he finally turned around to see Seto's quasi-shocked and über confused expression. Seto was still standing on the beach, barefoot like Otogi was, but clad very differently. Instead of the tanktop, Seto wore a navy blue rugby jersey with a light blue stripe running through the middle and khaki cargo pants. He stood on the beach with a hand on his hip and head cocked to the side. Otogi smirked knowingly at him before beckoning Seto to join him in the water.

At first, Seto was a little apprehensive to abandon all reason and get himself unnecessarily soaked, but Otogi was his beloved. And, to put it bluntly, he was whipped. Cautiously stepping forward, he pulled back the second the water touched his skin, but the adorable pout on Otogi's face was enough to force the guilty feeling from Seto's mind and so he took a step forward and right into the water.

A shiver ran up his spine at the cold sensation and he wrapped his arms around himself to try and retain some body heat. He closed his eyes tightly as the sudden cold caused a brain freeze in his head and again he considered returning to shore and the comfort of the roaring fire in the cabin. But, Otogi was never one to take no for an answer and Seto knew that either he walked out to meet his lover or Otogi would come out and physically drag him into the water. So, with that in mind, Seto bit his tongue and took another step forward, and another, and another, until he was standing right in front of Otogi.

His lover looked so innocent as he stood, almost waist-deep in water with a naïve smile on his face. Seto couldn't help but reach out and brush a few stray strands of ebony hair out of Otogi's eyes and behind his ear. They stood there for what seemed like forever, standing in the water, staring at each other. Slowly, Seto moved a little closer and wrapped his arms around Otogi, drawing the smaller man into his embrace. Otogi was more than happy to hug Seto in response. Almost as though Seto had had a song in his head, the content couple swayed back and forth slightly, creating little ripples in the water that closely resembled a perfect mirror. But Otogi tired of doing nothing and pulled himself up to whisper seductively into Seto's ear.

"So, what would you say if I were to push you in right now?"

Seto pulled away suddenly and glared at Otogi as though he was insane. Although, the young entrepreneur did have a sadistic, almost maniacal grin on his face. It was all Seto could do to shake his head and try to convince Otogi that he was more useful to him dry. But he knew that his lover wouldn't be content with that and would continue to be a persistent little snot for some time. As long as there was nothing out of the ordinary, Seto thought his resolve was strong enough to handle any of the psychological onslaughts that Otogi was sure to throw at him.

But this was almost too much, Otogi strapped on his famous pout and Seto could have sworn there was a sparkling tear or two falling from his emerald eyes. Almost as a predator would stalk its prey, Otogi took deliberate, carefully calculated steps forward until he was again right in front of Seto. Then the waterworks started, as Otogi was the best fake-crier Seto had ever seen, he was even better than Mokuba. Needless to say, as the CEO of a multimillion dollar, multi-national conglomerate, he had seen a lot of people try to fake crying when they got fired, it was such a common occurrence that Seto had gotten used to it, so it never phased him at all. But when Otogi pressed himself against Seto, drawing lazy circles on Seto's chest, he just about lost it. Never before had he held a creature so beautiful in his arms, a creature who belonged only to him and he in turn, belonged to his creature. His life was perfect, now if only they could get out of this water, he was freezing.

But Otogi just laid his hand flat against his lover and gave him a slight push, if only to remind him just how easy it would be just to forcefully shove him in. Seto let out a defeated sigh and wrapped his arms tightly around his lover because he wanted to make it perfectly clear that if Otogi were going to push him in, Seto would bring him down too.

"Come on, love. I know you want to go for a little swim don't you?"

Again, Seto just craned his neck to look down at Otogi with all the condescension he could manage. He raised one of his eyebrows suspiciously, almost as if to say, "No dear. . . you want to go swimming. So leave me out of it." But as usual, Otogi didn't get the picture and decided to turn up the charm for all he was worth and turned on the pout again, trying to get through Seto's exterior, the latter just shook his head again.

"I've told you once and I'll tell you again, Otogi. . . I'm not getting wet! I don't look good as a drowned rat!" Seto said softly, withdrawing himself from Otogi and casually turning around to walk back to shore, not even looking back to where he had left Otogi, standing alone in the water, the gentle breeze blowing his hair into his face. He had almost reached the shore when he heard some splashing behind him, as if someone was trying to run while knee-deep in water.

It wasn't until Seto was firmly on dry land that he turned around to look at Otogi who had stopped mid-stride and quickly recomposed himself to give Seto his innocent look again. The only difference was that now he was only about an arm's length away from Seto. The CEO smiled coyly and sat down in the sand after taking a few steps further back from Otogi, who reluctantly sighed and sulked over to join his lover on his makeshift sand couch. There he sat and moped, staring out into space for the longest time.

Meanwhile, Seto couldn't help but stare at his companion as he in turn stared out into nowhere. He noted with particular attention when Otogi magically pulled a few dice out of his pocket and started absently playing with them. Three green dice, the same color as Otogi's eyes twirled around in his fingers, being manipulated with such skill it was amazing that he could do it without paying extreme attention. Seto watched as the dice were thrown into the air, not just tossed, but thrown easily above their heads and into the branches of the trees overhead. Yet each and every one was caught with ease, as though Otogi knew exactly where each one would land. Otogi surely must be able to play with those dice even if he were blind, it seemed he had en extra sensory connection with them, knowing where they were at all times, one would never be able to pick Otogi's pocket for them, that's for sure.

They sat like that, alone in silence, for what seemed like ages, both men staring through glazed eyes, contemplating everything imaginable, from the hydro dynamics of nuclear quantum astrophysics to the uncharted possibilities of human existence itself. But subconsciously, both longed for the other's touch. Otogi's petulance was obvious when he put his dice away and pulled his knees up to his chest where he rested his head on the tops of his knees, continuing to pine. Finally allowing himself a genuine smile at the antics courtesy of his beloved, Seto felt compelled to comfort Otogi in some way. He draped his arm over Otogi's shoulders and pulled him closer to his body affectionately.

For what it was worth, Otogi let out a defeated sigh and relaxed into his lover's body, resting his head on Seto's shoulder once again, leaving one hand in his lap and letting the other roam Seto's thigh, something which Seto most obviously enjoyed, a pleased moan escaping his slightly parted lips.

This went on for a little while, Otogi eventually being reduced to massaging Seto's erection through his pants. He wrapped one arm around Seto's waist and leaned up to nibble on the sensitive skin right underneath Seto's ear,

"I still think it would be more fun to just throw you in. . . I'd let you get right back out! You know you'd like it." Otogi chirped.

Seto narrowed his eyes as he turned to glare at his smaller lover. Knowing his larger size was an advantage, he shoved Otogi away from him playfully, all the while shaking his head. Perhaps this latest attempt at violence would be enough to make Otogi get the hint already. As much as his beloved may desire it, he wasn't about to get himself soaked simply for Otogi's amusement. The dice master practically picked himself up off the sand and plopped back down next to Seto, trying to pull Seto's arm over him to use his shirt's sleeve as a pathetic little blanket. He soon was closing his eyes and settling down, enjoying the time alone with Seto.

But before long, Otogi felt something fall onto his exposed shoulder, thinking nothing of it and giving the overzealous sakura tree above him the benefit of the doubt, he went back to his complicated inner musings. But then again, he felt something on his shoulder, only this time it was cold. Looking around, Otogi couldn't believe his eyes when he was unable to find a single sakura blossom on the ground. Out of the corner of his eye, Otogi could see Seto staring at his actions amusedly, but every so often, he would turn his gaze away to try and find something that simply wasn't there. If Otogi needed any more proof of his sanity, he just got it. Or perhaps Seto was just as equally insane.

All things considered, Otogi dismissed the miscellaneous things falling from the sky and cuddled against Seto, a chilling wind coming out of nowhere. But the falling things continued to tap Otogi on the shoulder with an increasing frequency. It wasn't until it was constant that our two lovers realized that they were raindrops falling from the sky and not sakura blossoms.

Beside him, Otogi could hear a deep growl come from Seto's throat. Evidently, a passing spring shower was not what he had in mind for a romantic evening with Otogi, but right now the rain wasn't enough to force them indoors. In fact, it was just hard enough to be annoying, but not requiring movement. However, Otogi was practically beside himself, bouncing around to the point where Seto was seriously considering the possibility that his lover was a crack addict, or at the very least, suffering from A.D.D. (hee hee. . . go Ghandi!). Seto smiled to himself, but that smile was quickly wiped off his face when he heard the next two words out of Otogi's mouth.

"I win."

Seto's jaw dropped and he stared blankly at Otogi, his brain instantly registering that he was absolutely right. In the end, avoiding Otogi's attempts to throw him in the water did very little to keep him dry at all. Seto cringed and he pounded his fist into the sand, which was becoming more and more mud-like with every passing moment as the rain kept coming down harder. Frustrated, he jumped to his feet and ran a hand through his water-logged brown locks before starting to make his way back to the cabin they were sharing, but Otogi called out to him and pleaded for him to stay for a little while longer. As much as Seto hated getting wet, he decided he could suck it up for one night.

He returned to face Otogi and practically ran back to his side. In one fluid motion, Seto gathered Otogi in his arms and lifted him up so he was carrying the smaller one bride-style and started spinning. Unbeknownst to Seto, he was slowly but surly making his way towards the water's edge with all his spinning. Well, he knew exactly where he was when he was about shin deep in water and tripped over a rock, sending both men into the water with a splash as the rain continued to come down. One thing was for sure, this was no passing shower. Seto picked himself up out of the water, only to be met with more water. He glared at the sky as he heard Otogi also stand up as well. He turned his gaze to his emerald-eyed lover and put his hand on his hip, as though thinking of the correct plan of action. His lip curled up in a smirk as he calmly pronounced words that made Otogi's heart jump.

"You know, there is one thing I've never done in the rain that I've always wanted to do. . . "

Otogi cocked an eyebrow, asking Seto without words of what he spoke. But, preempting the oral question, Seto moved in, cupped Otogi's head in his hands, and leaned down to kiss Otogi passionately. Eager not to be outdone, Otogi was devoted to responding to his lover, opening his mouth to allow Seto to enter, which he promptly did. However, what Seto hadn't counted on was Otogi's resourcefulness. When Seto's tongue entered his mouth, the dice master closed his lips around the powerful organ and began to suck tenderly, occasionally flicking the tip with his own tongue. His hands easily found Seto's waist and drew the CEO closer to his body so he could feel both of their erections even through clothing.

Seto was beginning to see stars behind his closed eyelids; this must be a new addition to Otogi's extensive sexual repertoire, as Seto never remembered him being able to do that. But he did physically jump when he felt Otogi's hands slip into the back pockets of his pants, alternating between massaging and squeezing his ass. But he was Seto Kaiba and he was not going to be outdone that easily, he slipped his hands under Otogi's loose tank top and ran his hands continually over the overly well-developed abdominal muscles he found beneath. He kept pressing forward and suddenly felt himself falling into the water, Otogi beneath him. But still they never parted, Otogi got up and was the first to break the kiss, taking Seto's hand and leading him out into deeper water. Having lost any sense of restraint, Seto went with him willingly until the water came up half way between his waist and chest. There, Seto spun Otogi around and kissed him again, the smaller man using the added buoyancy of the water to draw his legs up to wrap around Seto's waist, slowly but persistently grinding into him.

Before either man knew just what was going on, the millionaire's hands were once again found under the other entrepreneur's tank top, but this time varied slightly from the last encounter. Otogi's eyes shot open then fluttered closed as the kiss came to an untimely end and his shirt was being pulled over his head and thrown the awaiting ocean, floating almost happily on the surface. It was all he could do to throw his head back and moan in content when his koi stated nibbling on the skin around his collarbone. His nails dug into the fabric of his lover's shirt, but couldn't do much in the way of tearing or otherwise stripping his lover, the rugby jersey was just too well-made and would not give even an inch despite Otogi's efforts.

Right at that point, things seemed to take another interesting turn. Knowing they were alone in their little resort, Seto had nothing against biting down on Otogi's collarbone so hard that his young lover screamed out, as much in pain than pleasure. But perhaps what was more unbelievable was the hidden strength Seto Kaiba possessed in those deceptive arms of his. Effortlessly, he pried Otogi's legs from around his waist and lifted the dicey man above his head and threw-not just tossed, threw him through the air, making him land with a magnificent splash in the water about three quarters of the way to the shore.

Reemerging from the water and coughing up all of the deadly dihydrogen monoxide he had inhaled, Otogi laid propped on his elbows, wondering what had just gotten into his lover, or at the very least, what he had been smoking. But he figured that the motives behind his actions would soon be brought into the light…

Indeed they were. Otogi could easily take notice of the lustful hunger in his koi's eyes; in fact, he would have had to been blind to miss it. Seto was in one of those drop dead sexy moods and there really wasn't anything Otogi could have done about it, not that he wanted to do anything about it, and not that Seto hadn't been in a slightly less extreme version of that mood all week.

Knowing exactly what he had to do to please Otogi, and what he needed to do to keep himself sane, Seto started swaying his slender hips seductively in the water as one of his hands slid to where the buttons of his jersey were, slowly and deliberately undoing every last one, every flick of his wrist exposing more of his tanned ivory skin to his bronzed lover. As he started moving unhurriedly towards where Otogi lay, Seto started playing with the bottom of his shirt, running his hand up his stomach, showing off every one of his well-toned abdominal muscles. With every step forward he took, Seto ran his hand higher over his torso, until his shirt came off entirely. He swung the shirt over his head with one arm and he let himself give Otogi a show, letting the other hand trail down his torso seductively before disappearing into his pants, grabbing his own arousal, and pumping frantically as he finally let go of the shirt and letting it fly through the air. . . to land almost perfectly on Otogi's head.

Struggling to get the heavy garment over his head as fast as possible, Otogi's eyes widened as soon as they came upon Seto again. One hand firmly wrapped around himself and the other slowly relieving himself of the belt keeping his pants on his hips. He pulled the belt from their loops, leaving his pants to fall into the water to reveal he wore nothing underneath (although Otogi already knew that). He stepped out of them almost too casually, the belt spinning around in one hand, Seto looked at it, as though thinking of what to do with it. Finally deciding and realizing he was within a stride of where Otogi lay, his eyes plastered to the CEO's body; Seto slid the belt between his legs and rode it, rubbing the coarse leather against his arousal as he moved towards Otogi agonizingly slowly. Once he was before his lover, Seto slid the belt behind Otogi's head and used it to pull him up into a hard kiss before letting him fall unceremoniously into the shallow water, but not before grabbing one of his pant legs and relieving him of the garment, throwing it behind him into the deep blue abyss. He smirked a little when he realized what Otogi was wearing in the way of boxers, a pair of white shorts with little yellow birds on it, ones which greatly resembled marshmallow peeps. Seto merely cocked an eyebrow before forcefully relieving Otogi of those as well, a little amusement in his voice as he chuckled to himself.

Otogi was not one to be teased like this. He shot from where he sat to where Seto stood with unrivaled speed and pushed Seto into the sand on shore before pouncing on him and taking the head of his koi's throbbing erection into his mouth. He bit down harshly, punishing Seto for tormenting him earlier, but when he began to suck hard, Seto could see his world begin to spin rapidly. He thrust into Otogi's awaiting mouth experimentally at first, but then started a frenzied pace, as though he was actually inside his god's tight heat. Otogi met every one of Seto's thrusts with his mouth, even as Seto arched to get more of Otogi. A hand trailed down and cupped the sac which hung innocently below Seto's length and massaged it gently, when Seto got a little too into his thrusting, Otogi would pull cruelly on the sac, driving Seto absolutely out of his mind. They both gasped as the cool water brushed their sides, the waves slowly coming in to lap against the shore.

The rain kept pouring down as Seto was finally nearing his release, but Otogi was not about to afford him that luxury. He unceremoniously left his lover's groin and crawled back up to Seto's lips, fighting with Seto's much more dominant tongue. But promptly, Otogi left his lover's lips and kissed a trail to his ear where he told his koi to roll over, which Seto promptly did.

Otogi kissed the base of Seto's neck and licked it tenderly. Moving a little further down with his licking and kissing, he decided he'd pay some particular attention to one spot, pausing there to suck at the skin until there was a big blue mark where his lips once were. A few kisses later, Otogi found himself very near Seto's ass; his last kiss was filled with more raw passion than any of its brethren as he bit down on the skin there, earning a cry of passion from his lover with the celestial eyes.

Massaging and kissing was far from what Otogi had in that diabolical mind of his, he grabbed Seto's hips and forcefully pulled him into a kneeling position with the larger of the two men on all fours, growling at his lover who was teasing his erection with the tips of one of his fingers. However, there was work to be done. Otogi also knelt down and started kissing Seto's ass tantalizingly until he came to a ring of muscle, the only thing keeping him from his ultimate goal. Much to Seto's surprise, made apparent by the other's squeal of shock, Otogi began kissing the muscles themselves. The whole time his hands were doing everything from further spreading Seto's legs, to massaging his ass, to running along his hard abs, and even rubbing his arousal. Seto squeaked again as he was suddenly entered by Otogi's tongue, forced past the ring of muscle and now dancing in the tight heat of Seto Kaiba.

Speaking of Seto, who was already beside himself, he started thrusting back onto Otogi's tongue, only needing two such thrusts to cum all over the sand beneath him. Otogi finally pulled his tongue from Seto only to replace it with one of his fingers as he lay on his back underneath Seto, the cold seed even colder against Otogi's hot skin. His position allowed him to still probe his koi's entrance and forcing Seto to stare at his length as he worked. Or rather, Otogi thought this could be useful, commanding Seto to start sucking him off immediately.

Imagining that disobeying his lover would most likely be hazardous to his health and that Otogi was far from incapable of forcing the nonconsensual inhalation of the dangerous dihydrogen monoxide, Seto was quick to lower his head and begin coating Otogi with saliva, as he imagined that was his lover's intention. Unfortunately, when Otogi inserted his second finger into Seto, the CEO wasn't really expecting it and the sudden intrusion caused him to bite the head of Otogi's erection hard. Hearing Otogi's scream, Seto thought perhaps another course of action was in order and left Otogi's head in favor of mimicking one of his earlier actions and focusing his attention on the sac between Otogi's legs. Although Seto didn't have any hands with which to massage, so he had to improvise, taking one of Otogi's balls into his mouth and gently sucking and nibbling on it as Otogi finally added his third finger, lifting his own head repay his lover and take one of Seto's balls into his mouth and playing with it, causing both men to moan against each other.

At long last, Otogi almost regretfully removed himself from the heat of his lover. He grabbed Seto's hips and pulled his CEO back into the water until he was about up to his elbows. Still on all fours, Seto could feel his koi positioning himself at his entrance and pulling Seto's hips back towards him until his head was within the powerful CEO. A second later, he pushed in another inch before pulling almost all the way out, pushing in only negligibly further with each thrust, even with Seto thrusting backward against him. Having to stand up because of the height difference, Otogi used this to his advantage, rocking Seto's hips back against his cock harder and harder with every pass, every time changing his angle of descent until he finally met with the spot that always drove Seto wild and then Otogi put everything he had into every thrust. Stars exploded behind Seto's eyes and he knew they were alone so he had nothing against verbally screaming Otogi's name to show his lover that was exactly how he wanted it, but only rocking his hips more, telling Otogi at the same time he wanted it much harder and faster. Otogi went into his delicious CEO as hard as he could, pulling Seto against him in addition to Seto rocking his own hips back against the raven aggressor.

Otogi looked down at his lover and ran his fingers through those brown strands before noticing Seto was a little off balance. Further investigation showed that Seto was only on three legs because he was stroking himself; Otogi cursed himself for forgetting about Seto's neglected swollen member during his throe of passion. He bent over and aided Seto in his quest to get himself off, the two hands intertwining and wrapping around the large erection in kind. Cooperative pumping was enough to do the trick and get the desired effect, with Seto being the first to reach his orgasm, one paramount to bliss itself. He screamed out for Otogi as he climaxed violently into the water, his warm seed slowly mixing with all the water around them.

A few thrusts later, Seto started doing funny things with his hips, swaying them from side to side and in circles, so Otogi had to keep adjusting to continue hitting his pleasure spot. He was particularly good at it and managed to keep his lover screaming his name for a good few minutes after his climax. With one last thrust, everything came together in an amazing explosion of light and color behind Otogi's eyes as he also came to orgasm, exploding into the deep recesses of Seto Kaiba.

Satiated and exhausted, both men dragged themselves onto the shore about five or six meters from where they had just made love. They collapsed and cuddled into each other's embrace as they quickly fell into contented sleep.

The next morning came all too quickly. In fact, it came as our two lovers neglected to listen to the will of the sea and slept naked on the beach near the water's edge. What they didn't realize was when they had had their fun, the tide was out, and therefore, while they were attempting to sleep, the tide came back in…

Both men awoke with a start, now in about a few inches of water still completely naked. They looked around and Otogi collapsed back onto the ground in desperation. Seto wandered over to Otogi and started massaging his thighs, which only got Otogi aroused very quickly. But this seemed to be Seto's master plan

Once Otogi was ready, Seto stood up and straddled the smaller entrepreneur and slowly descended onto Otogi's now straining erection, impaling himself without any preparation and lifting himself and coming down on Otogi as though the world would surely end if he didn't. For his part, Otogi occasionally thrusted upwards, but it was a little hard as Seto was much larger than he was. But one thing Otogi did do was to stroke Seto's arousal, not forgetting as he did last time. Otogi was the first to reach his climax, spilling himself inside Seto while the CEO wasn't too far behind, spraying himself and Otogi with his seed, although he was a gentleman and cleaned up his lover's chest before it got too gross.

Together they lay in the shallow water, content and slightly hungry, but food could wait for neither jewel wanted to leave its mate. Looking to the side, Otogi noticed a large pile of clothing. When the tide came in, it must have brought their clothes back from their watery prisons. But Seto also noticed something and got Otogi's attention with a nervous laugh, drawing the dice man's attention to five small birds floating along in the water. Otogi was about to dismiss it as nothing when Seto told him to look closer. Those yellow birds didn't even look alive, and they were suspiciously marshmallow-like. For a second, Seto had thought they looked like peeps, but those little marshmallow candies are not the size of soft balls, and he didn't pack any peeps for this trip. But Otogi soon realized the peep-ism and spoke to the subject.

"Hey, those must be the peeps which were in my pocket last night! They must have absorbed the water and gotten bigger, like those grow your own boyfriendâ"¢ toys. . ." he shot a glance at Seto, "I mean, I've never heard of those and I didn't have any peeps . . . . What are you talking about, what are peeps?"

"Otogi, you brought peeps on a romantic evening? Peeps?"

"Um. . . no?' Otogi ventured, only earning him a stern glare from Seto, "Ok, actually they were peeps from school last week, I had a bag of them in my pocket and didn't bother emptying them before I came, alright?"

"More peeps? I swear the mansion is being overrun by little yellow marshmallow birds! I'm starting to think you love those small yummy Easter treats more than you love me." Seto said.

"Aha! So that means you have been getting into my secret stash of peeps and eating them out of house, home, and each other!" Otogi said.

"Uh. . . I don't know what you're talking about. . . yeah, that's it!" Seto said, trying to find an excuse and trying to run away, but he only got to just before the tree line when Otogi tackled him into the soft, warm sand. There they snuggled more, as it was still early in the morning and the sun was still in the process of coming up, they spent the morning in each other's embrace until Otogi leaned over and bit down on Seto's nipple, the latter winced in pain.

"That was for all the peeps who lost their heads because of you!" he said before cuddling closer to Seto, grabbing a blanket to pull over them, and drifting back to sleep.

The lovers slept themselves out on the beach, which took quite a while, considering the previous evening's and early morning's activities. Nothing disturbed them after the tide came in and no living creature dared approach the blissfully ignorant young men. Even in his sleep, Seto Kaiba could scare way anything capable of cellular respiration, anything except his gently snoring lover, that is.

When Seto finally roused, it was early in the afternoon. Without disturbing the sleeping dice-master, Seto dug though the pile of mildly damp clothes to find his cargo pants, a little stiff from being saturated with salt water, but more or less no worse for the wear. Donning the article, and cringing at the cool moisture against his skin, the now fully awake young man went in search of last evening's picnic basket. If he recalled correctly, they had not finished all of the croissants or chicken salad. As luck would have it, and Seto was relieved that his good luck was finally returning, their chosen dinner spot from last night had been well above the high tide line.

Retrieving the basket in question, Seto trekked back down the shore to where his sleepy lover was just beginning to awake. Reclining on the sand mere inches from the raven-haired teen, Seto watched Otogi slowly return to a state resembling consciousness. He could not help but become aroused as his lithe lover stretched to relieve abused muscles, back arching with a feline grace as vertebrae cracked to adjust to the sudden movement. In an attempt to avoid a potentially embarrassing situation, Seto let his mind turn to business matters, trying to ignore the sensual scene before him.

"Good morning, Love."

Otogi sleepily greeted his lover with a cheeky grin, eyes still half closed against the bright sunlight.

"Afternoon is more like it. We've slept away half of the day on this beach."

"I didn't notice you complaining last night" Emerald eyes sparkled mischievously as if to say the speaker would not mind a repeat performance.

"But I did complain. Frequently." Before Otogi could come up with another retort, Seto silently pointed to the pile of still damp clothes, indicating that the other should make himself decent.

As Otogi approached mismatched pile of clothes, he noticed something was amiss. Digging though Seto's rugby jersey and his own outfit a look of horror graced his normally serene face. Without so much as a glance in his blue-eyed lover's direction, the distraught young man went running down the beach, for all the world looking like he had lost his most valuable possession. Wondering what was causing the distress, Seto meandered toward the bundle of garments. Pulling out his navy blue shirt, Seto let a small smirk find its way to his face. Something was indeed missing. From between the folds of the ebony tanktop and loose fitting pants there was no sign of white and yellow.

"Otogi, please come back here and put some clothes on," the brunet called to his lover, trying to keep the laughter out of his voice. "Not that I mind seeing you in all of your glory, but I am bound to get jealous if anyone else were to see you."

The black haired teen gave one pleading look to his boyfriend before trudging dejectedly back up the beach. Tears glistened in his breath taking emerald eyes, giving him a look better suited to Yugi or Ryou. Sticking out his lower lip pathetically, Otogi sniffled to complete the look.

"But Seto, those were my favorite boxers. And now they are gone." A trail of tears wound its way down Otogi's sun kissed skin. The overall appearance nearly broke Seto's heart. . . nearly.

Still holding in the laughter that threatened to erupt from his core, Seto turned to comfort his obviously heartbroken lover. With promises of a new pair of boxers, all of the fluffy yellow peeps he could eat, and a proper burial for the lost garment, the CEO finally coaxed Otogi to cover himself. That accomplished, the two teens decided to polish off the remaining contents of the basket before strolling back to the rented beach house.

Seto, disgusted with the feeling of being covered with salt and sand, moved to claim the shower first. He wanted to get done quickly so he could make dinner plans for the evening. After the fiasco on the beach, he was partial to the idea of paying someone else to make the evening romantic for them, rather than trying to create a romantic situation himself. However, just as the night before, his plans were thwarted by a certain raven haired, emerald-eyed duelist. Will all the stealth of a shadow, Otogi slipped into the shower with his pensive boyfriend. So deep in thought was Seto that he nearly shrieked when slender arms wrapped around his waist.

Otogi chuckled at the azure eyed teen' surprise and proceeded to plant gentle kisses along Seto's spine. Despite the warm water surrounding him, the tall brunet shivered, panting heavily as nimble fingers played over his flesh, soothing where the hot liquid pelted his sensitive skin. A low moan escaped his throat as Seto felt his lover's heat pressing against him as those deft hands worked him into arousal. Seto's head fell back only to have his lips captured by the sweet rosy mouth of the man behind him. Eyes closed against the pounding water, Seto let himself be consumed by the bodily sensations.

As Otogi pressed closer to his koibito, he teasingly stroked Seto into an erection, wrapping his fingers, so skilled at dice manipulation, around the heated flesh. Whispering sweet nothings, the insatiable young man coaxed delirious whimpering from his lover. Slow pulls quickly escalated to frantic pumping as Seto tried to force a faster pace from those skilled hands. Bucking his hips into the tunnel created by Otogi's long fingered hands, Seto could feel the pressure building in the pit of his stomach. Vaguely he noticed the free hand wonder up from his navel to his chest and back down again, vaguely. It was difficult to concentrate on anything other than the slight pressure around his throbbing length. Suddenly the blunt nail of one finger was circling his navel. As the digit pressed inward, increasing the delicious tension streaming throughout his body, Seto released, spraying the shower wall.

From behind his panting lover, Otogi adjusted the showerhead to wash away the trace their intimacy. Reaching for the conditioner, the raven-haired teen squeezed a generous amount into his palm. While one hand resumed teasing Seto, the other pressed thoroughly coated fingers against the CEO's ass. Before one could enter him, though, Seto reached around and grabbed Otogi's wrist.

"As much as I'd love to continue this with you, I need to get ready. We are have a nice dinner out tonight, so clean up and dress appropriately."

Otogi pouted at the cruelty of his boyfriend and moved to relieve himself before actually finishing the shower.

An hour and a half later, Seto had reservations for two at a quaint little Mexican restaurant, one of those palaces that have been owned by the same family for decades and the food was actually authentic. Although there was no strict dress code for the establishment, Seto opted for a casual elegance. White linen pants complimented by a sky blue polo and simple white canvas shoes made up his look. Trying something different, he let is short chestnut hair have its own way, flaring out in soft spikes at the tips. He was just about to call for Otogi when the boy in question stepped out of the bedroom and into Seto's shocked presence.

The emerald eyed young man looked, for lack of a better word, stunning. His usually barely tamed hair was pulled into a braid that fell halfway down his back. His shirt, Seto could not discern the material but guessed that spandex was in there somewhere, was a deep garnet, almost blood, red and clung to every contour of his body. This enough was enough to have Seto drooling on the spot. As his gaze swept lower, the normally controlled teen felt his will weakening. What Otogi wore could not be considered pants. It looked as if an oil spill had occurred over those graceful legs. Black leather that shimmered green in the right lighting anything but modestly surrounded the expanse of bronzed skin. Expecting to see laces up each leg, Seto was surprised to see a glint of metal. Upon closer inspection, he noticed that the garment was, in fact, held together by a series of buckles. Seto could not suppress a smile of appreciation. These would be much less complicated and they obscured less of that worship worthy flesh. Low-heeled black ankle boots completed the look.

"You. . .um. . .nice"

Otogi smirked at his boyfriend's reaction to his appearance. It was everything he had hoped it would be, the smooth young man was transformed into a stuttering fool.

"Don't we have somewhere to be?" Otogi grinned cheekily at his boyfriend. With a mute nod Seto exited the rented home and headed toward his sapphire blue Maserati Spyder (a/n: drool) parked in the driveway. Willing away the triumphant smile, Otogi grabbed his coat, a black leather duster that went so well with his pants. Stuffing his right hand into one of the pockets, he used his left hand to pull open the door and followed Seto to the sporty little car.

Dinner passed without much incident. Small talk was lacking, as Seto could not seem to concentrate on anything but Otogi's gorgeous body. Not that said raven-haired boy minded the attention. In fact, it was exactly what he had in mind. This would teach the stubborn CEO not to leave him with a hard on in the shower, or anywhere else for that matter. Emerald eyes sparkled as he watched drool dribble down Seto's chin, and somehow he doubted that the grilled tuna steak with homemade salsa was the culprit. When they were finished with their dinner, although someone had barely touched his fish, Otogi ordered fried ice cream with honey for both himself and Seto. After the waiter left to place the order, the two lovers stared at each other intensely. Emerald met sapphire in a heated gaze.

Otogi maneuvered closer to Seto and took both of his lover's hands in his own. Seto shifted uncomfortable, thankful that he had decided to wear loose trousers.

"Seto" Otogi's voice was hardly more than a husky whisper, which only served to arouse the helpless brunet further. Reaching into the left pocket of his coat, Otogi kept his eyes on his beloved, watching the flames of passion dance in those deep blue eyes.

"My love, I wanted to ask you. . . what the hell?" As Otogi drew his hand out of the coat he pulled with it a yellow sugar coated marshmallow.

"Oh, wrong pocket. Wait, this is your coat! Seto, why do you have marshmallow peeps in your pockets?" Otogi glared at his boyfriend as if the brunet had intentionally ruined the moment.

"Um. . . I plead the fifth." The chestnut haired teen had some idea of what the dice master had been about to ask him. Silently Seto cursed his addiction to the tasty sugary treats. Putting on his best puppy eyes, a skill learned from watching Mokuba use them all too often, Seto begged Otogi to continue his previous train of thought.

With a sigh, Otogi reached into the correct pocket on the right side of the and produced the small box he had stashed in their before they had left the house.

"Well, I was trying to be all suave and romantic about this. . . but, seeing as how that is ruined. Seto, would you marry me?" Opening the tiny black box, Otogi revealed a simple band of white and yellow gold. Set into the two toned band were not one, but two precious stones. An emerald and a sapphire glittered in the candle light as Otogi presented Seto with this symbol of his devotion.

Seto was speechless. The engagement ring was the most beautiful piece of jewelry he had ever seen. It had to have been custom made and cost a small fortune. Nothing but love filled his sapphire orbs as he nodded his acceptance of the proposal, rendered incapable of speaking for the second time this evening. To seal the pact, Seto leaned in and kissed his husband to be tenderly on the lips.

They broke apart as their dessert arrived, but neither could keep his hands to himself. Gentle caresses and playful gropes left both wanting something more fulfilling than food. Hurriedly they finished the ice cream, paid the bill and raced to the little blue convertible. Seto could barely keep his mind on the road as he strived to get them to the house as quickly as possible without actually crossing the line to reckless driving. Of course, that line became increasingly blurred as Otogi kept one hand resting comfortably on the bulge between his lover's legs. More than once Seto had to stop the car and compose himself before continuing.

Upon reaching the beach house, several near death experiences later, Otogi practically jumped into Seto's arms. Lips locked and tongues dueling, the two teens stumbled to their bedroom. Throwing his smaller fiancé onto the bed, Seto stalked toward his giggling lover, stripping seductively as he did so. Sensually he glided his hands across his own skin, teasing almost every millimeter as it was exposed. A few feet from the bed he stilled. Drawing his hands down his torso, Seto did not stop at the waistband of his pants, but instead slid his hands to his thighs. Reaching as far as he could in that direction, he switched and trailed his fingers up his legs and across the front of his linen trousers.

Otogi's eyes were riveted in place as he watched the impeccable Seto Kaiba teasingly pull open the button at his waist and push the loose slacks down his thighs. The image made the emerald eyed demon wish he had also worn loose pants. Finally relieving himself of his last vestige of clothes, Seto closed the distance to the queen sized bed and pounced on his lover. First removing the slinky red shirt, the eager young man turned his attention to the numerous buckles. Unabashedly letting his fingers linger longer than necessary over the hot, bronzed skin, Seto patiently undid every last metal fastening.

Allowing Seto to undress him, Otogi prepared to put his master plan into action. While he had been getting ready, he had discovered a few. . .unusual items that Seto had packed. Completely disrobed, Otogi smiled wickedly and pushed Seto down onto the bed. Rolling agilely off, his hair still neatly in its plait, the dark beauty sauntered to the closet to retrieve his "borrowed" item.

"Seto, love," he questioned in mock innocence, "why in the world did you pack a ridding crop?"

The cocoa haired teen paled considerably and then blushed bright crimson. Seeing his lover wielding the innocent looking whip was enough to make the majority of his blood flow south.

"I plead the fifth." Barely able to choke out that simple response, Seto sat entranced by the dangerous light gleaming in the deep verdant pools of his fiancé's eyes. Seto's eyes, as well as other parts of his anatomy, grew as Otogi sauntered back to the bed, carrying not only the crop but also two long silk scarves.

Forcing the taller teen to lay on his stomach (a/n: don't ask how, just go with it) Otogi proceeded to firmly tie both of Seto's wrists to two of the bedposts. At this point, Seto's breath was coming in short gasps and pants. His body was tingling all over and his hypersensitive skin quivered as Otogi settled languorously over his buttocks. The wild eyed teen was straddling his lover's hips, using the leather crop to tease Seto's spine, doing nothing yet but tracing lazy patterns on the flushed skin.

Patiently, the black haired teen waited until Seto became desensitized to the whisper soft brushing of leather on his back. As soon as the chestnut haired teen's reactions to that sensation lessened, Otogi began it lightly tap the short whip across Seto's flesh. With the slight increase in pressure, Seto cried out in pleasure. Otogi smirked, amused by this side of the normally more reserved teen.

And the game continued thus, Otogi gradually increasing the how sharply he cracked the leather across the writhing teen beneath him until he was marking Seto with a crisscrossing of long red lines that swelled up to tingling welts. With each snap, Seto cried out in passion, thrusting his hips against the bed, trying to relieve the building tension in his groin. Sobs, moans and pleas came with equal frequency as the line between pain and pleasure blurred until it was all just a delicious prickling in his skin.

"Nnnngg. . .Otogi. . .more, please. Harder!" Seto screamed as the man over his hips cracked the whip against his abused flesh again.

The wielder just chuckled. "Beloved, I never realized you had this in you." Sliding back slightly, Otogi gave the crop one harsh snap across the as yet untouched ass. With a piercing shriek, Seto tumbled over the precipice on which he had been teetering. Losing any grasp he had on reality, he released his hot fluid onto the sheets under him.

Barely giving his fiancé time to recover his breath, Otogi pushed Seto forward, onto his knees. Roughly grasping the fleshy lobes of Seto's buttocks, Otogi got a truly fiendish grin as he grasped the riding crop firmly in his hand before probing his lover with the tip, slowly pushing it in to please his lover. At the unforeseen intrusion, Seto cried out as much in shock as pain as the crop teased his passage and occasionally poked at his pleasure spot.

Quite pleased with his other's reaction, Otogi withdrew the crop and forced it in again with greater force, causing Seto to cry out again, but he had gone a little far as a few droplets of blood fell from between Seto's golden legs. Otogi knew he had crossed the line and completely withdrew the crop, kissing away the blood and apologizing to his lover. Asking whether or not to continue.

"Otogi, I want you in me-not that Ra-damned piece of leather. . . I want you. . . Now!"

The forceful tone Seto took with him was enough to assure Otogi of the desires of the man beneath him. Otogi thrust his neglected cock into Seto without any further preamble. A hoarse growl crawled its way from the brunet's over worked voice box.

The seme drew himself out quickly and pushed back in with even greater force. Hands grasped the hips under him with bruising force, gripping tighter as the muscles of Seto's tight passage contracted even more, squeezing Otogi's throbbing member with near crushing force. Groaning from the incredible pressure and heat surrounding his most sensitive flesh, the emerald-eyed man again pulled outward until nothing but the pulsating head remained sheathed in his lover's delectable body. Slamming in with harshly, Otogi pressed his cock even more deeply into Seto, striking the sapphire-eyed man's prostate dead on. Every time he pulled out and thrusted back in, Otogi would crack the whip against the bed mere inches from Seto's heated flesh, occasionally intentionally hitting his own thighs, sharing the pain with his lover. Always keeping a hand firmly planted on his fiancé's hip, Otogi screamed out as though he was actually riding a horse as he plunged into Seto time and time again, harder and rougher every time.

Throat too sore to scream in ecstasy, Seto was reduced to pathetic whimpers as tears of pleasure and frustration streamed down his face. As much as he was taking pleasure in his rough treatment, the recklessness and precision with which Otogi was pounding into him, it left Seto's engorged member weeping from neglect. His suddenly sadistic lover had yet to touch the smooth, hot organ and Seto was unable to satisfy that need himself, as his hands were still bound to the bedposts.

Moving on hand from its death grip on Seto's hip, Otogi raked his blunt nails over the angry welts on Seto's back. As if he had read his husband-to-be's mind, the demon reached underneath his frantic lover's body to drag nails none too gently over the swollen shaft. Seto gasped and tried to call out but was only able to make breathy noises. Wrapping fingers tightly around Seto's arousal, Otogi gave the erect member harsh strokes as he continued pistoning roughly into his lover.

Feeling himself approaching his release, Otogi gave one final firm pull on Seto's cock, causing the CEO to tumble once again into an abyss of bliss. Inner walls clenched tightly around Otogi, ripping his release from him with deadly force. Seto coughed and choked as a scream tried to force its way from his unwilling throat, the sensation of being filled by his lover's seed something he never tired of.

For a few moments, both young men held perfectly still, letting bodies cool and breathing and heart rates return to normal. Finally muscles protested from sheer exhaustion and as soon as Otogi slid out of Seto, both teens collapsed into a heap of tangled limbs, sharing body warmth as sweat cooled on their skin.

Resting for a few hours, not really sleeping but drifting in and out of contented consciousness, Otogi and Seto just enjoyed being in each other's company. Glancing at the clock, Seto gently roused his raven lover, at some point the braid had been pulled out so Seto could run lazy fingers though the silken locks. Wrapping a fleece blanket around both of them, Seto guided Otogi out of the house. Settling under the sakura tree, Otogi pressed himself against Seto's chest, leaning his head comfortably on the strong shoulder. Together, in blissful silence, the two bronzed young men basked in the quiet calm of an enchanted sunrise.

~fin~

Karen: I can't believe I had any part in this.

Oh, you know you enjoyed it.

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