Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Ca-Si-No! ❯ The Virtual Fantasy Capsule ( Chapter 3 )

(RainbowPretear: Oh my god! I got in my first REAL fight on Tuesday, December 6… and I got suspended for the rest of the week for kickin' the bitch's ass. Still, I got some time to go FanFiccin'! [Maybe I should get into fights more often, even if I've nothing to do with it…] LOL Psych! R&R, y'all, and ARIGATO!)

 

Up on the third floor of Kaiba's mansinar, one could hear whines and groans from a single bedroom. (A/N: Mansinar = mansion + casino + bar. Also, stop with yer Mirokuesque thoughts about that first sentence!) Young Machiovelli (“Mac”) Kaye sighed and flopped onto his bed, stroking his long, black hair repeatedly. He was SO bored.

 

“It's all because of the sex that Seth didn't let me go downstairs,” Mac growled to himself, “Everyone does it at some point in their lives, so I might as well see some of it now!” Throwing his legs forward to get up, he snatched his Duel Monsters deck from off his nightstand and walked to his door. He sighed again, then, opening for the doorknob, said, “I guess I'll go see if Seth's got any new inventions in the R & D room.” He peeked around to see if his big brother Seth left any guards outside his room. No guards in sight! Sweet!

 

The Research and Development room was only 2 doors down the silvery-white hallway from Mac's room. Tiptoeing with speed, Mac made it to the air-locked gate past the 2nd-to-3rd-floor stairs. “Password is…” Mac crossed his arms and gave the password panel a glare. “Come on, Seth, think of a new password,” he told the panel, “`Blue-eyes.'” Instantly, the gate opened, and Mac walked in.

 

The R & D room was larger than the one in their Domino home. In it was a circle of metal seats and a large computer off to the side. Mac recognized the equipment very well. It was one of his big brother's virtual world games. He wondered why his brother would continue working on such a dangerous project.

 

“Maybe he changed some stuff around,” Mac guessed placing his deck into the slot in one of the seats' armrests. He bounce-ran up to the computer and pushed the red “Power” button. Lights of all colors flickered on in a chain from the button he pressed. The seat lights soon lit up. Mac's face lit up, too. He immediately began punching in his player information.

 

“Player Name… Machiovelli… Deck Name… `Male Service…' (LOL) Difficulty…” (A/N: He's using a different deck from his usual “It's Mokuba/Machiovelli!” deck.) Mac blinked in confusion; there was no difficulty meter. He shrugged his shoulders. “Oh well,” he half-sang, “Less for me to do.” After filling in the remaining requirements, Mac pulled the blue start-up lever and hurried to his seat. He strapped himself in and lowered the V-world visors over his eyes. In his mind's eye, he was falling through a black, starry vortex. In seconds, he'd be in the realm of virtual-reality.

 

FLASH!

 

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“Unh… Wha…? Where am I?” Mac's face was almost embedded into the grass. He picked his head up and shook it. He was at the edge of a giant forest, where, in the distance, he could see a small town. A Duel Disk containing his deck was strapped to his left arm. There was a sign posted on a nearby tree. After picking his whole self up, Mac walked over to the sign and read it. “`Tree of Ambition.'” Mac crossed his arms and huffed angrily. “Great!” he grumbled, “I don't even know what that means! Why'd Seth have to have big words in this game?” He thought for a second. “Well, this game wasn't really for me to be in, so I guess it's okay.” He looked back up at the almost PSAT-worthy word and sighed. (A/N: To those who don't live in Maryland or any other state that the PSATs pertain to, the PSAT, or Pre-Student Assessment Test [Student Assessment Pre-Test, to be organizationally correct!], is a test that every student in high school must take to graduate, along with the SAT.) “I wish I was, like, twenty or something,” he whined, “Then, maybe, I could understand what `ambition' means.” (Age really won't make much of a difference, baby.)

 

A leaf above him snapped off its limb and floated onto his head. Upon contact, the leaf burst into a puff of loud-colored smoke. Mac shielded his eyes as the smoke solidified around him in the shape of a cylindrical light screen. The walls slowly brightened, and soon, Mac went blind. Not long after the flash, the light screen vanished, then puffed out of sight. Mac rubbed his eyes. His vision was clear again, but he never remembered seeing the sign on the tree at eye level.

 

“WHOA!”

 

Mac's arms and legs had real muscle. His chest was bigger. His skin was darker. He was taller. He stared at his reflection in his Duel Disk. Mac was… an adult! “No WAY!” he whispered, though in surprise, “It's a WISHING tree!” He glanced at his deck and smirked mischievously. “Instead of being holograms, I wish all my hot Duel Monsters came to life!” All Magic and Trap cards faded out of his deck, and one-by-one, Mac's Monster cards flew up and levitated before him. Celtic Guardian, Sorcerer of Dark Magic, D. Human, Gilford the Lightning, Warrior Dai Grepher, Harpie's Brother, Darkfire Soldier #1, Silent Magician LVs 4 & 8, Kagemusha of the Blue Flame, Black Luster Soldier, Giltia the D. Knight, and Musician King. A leaf above Mac snapped off its limb and floated onto his Duel Disk. Within the light screen, the Duel Disk disappeared. Mac's first card, Celtic Guardian, started spinning, then suddenly vanished. The same effect happened down the line of cards. After all Mac's cards were gone, the light screen puffed out of sight.

 

“I… don't see my monsters anywhere,” he said observantly, looking around, “Where's my Celtic Guardian? I was hoping to see his sexy bod.” (LOL) Mac froze to the sound of a chattering creature in the bushes behind him. He slowly turned his head. An overgrown mosquito returned his gaze. “Flying Kamakiri #1! Whoa, crap!” Mac quickly turned away and ran for his Life Points. The Flying Kamakiri flew after him.

 

I don't have ANY monsters to help me! …Wait…

 

“I'm older now!” Mac turned around and gave the attacking insect one hard kick. “Hah! Yeah!” he cheered. A strange ticking sound emitted from the fallen bloodsucker. “Shit!” Mac exclaimed, “It's calling in a reinforcement!” He spun around to flee, but the reinforcement stopped him as it stood there in wait. She was an Empress Mantis, with an ATK of 2400, including her Forest field bonus. She lifted her scythe-like arms, ready to attack. (I know Flying Kamakiri #1's effect says, “1 WIND monster…with and ATK of 1500 or less,” but work with it!)

 

Oh shit!

 

“I WON'T let you hurt him!”

 

From above, someone hurled an Enchanted Javelin straight at the Empress Mantis. She screamed insectly (made-up adverb) and pulled the javelin out. Mac's body felt light at he was encased in a golden light, and bathed in silver sparkles. His watch started beeping. The time was changed to 01:04AM & 00 seconds, his Life Points (010400LP).

 

Mac looked up in the trees and called out to his rescuer. “Who are you?” he asked.

 

“Announce the activation of your Sword and Shield card!”

 

“Uh… Okay? Um, activate Sword and Shield!”

 

Empress Mantis' scythe-arms started to shrink, her attack now being 1600.

 

“Now announce Rush Recklessly on me!” The swift monster yelling to Mac jumped down from the tree above Empress Mantis with its sword pointing straight down.

 

“I play Rush Recklessly on my attacking monster!” Mac announced. Despite the fact that he and this mysterious monster were winning, he was extremely lost from the speed of the battle. The attacking monster's sword flared up. The metal stuck into the insect's body, bursting it like glass. The monster then sheathed its sword.

 

Mac slowly approached the crouching monster. It was shaped like a male human. He reached his hand out for the cape-wearing man's shoulder. “Eck-excuse me?” he plead rather shyly, “Um… Who are you?” He noticed that he had Elfin ears. The man stood up and turned to face Mac. Mac couldn't believe his eyes. It WAS an elf, a gorgeous, blond elf, handsome to the face and brawny as all hell. The elf wore an emerald-green, steel half-plate over his taut pectorals. His entire upper body was clothed in a skin-tight, brown shirt. “You're… the Celtic… Guardian!” Mac gasped, covering his open mouth with his hand. The Celtic Guardian smiled so prettily, Mac could help smiling back.

 

“I am the Celtic Guardian,” the elf said, reaching out to gently caress Mac's cheek with his thumb, “However, since you appeal to my eyes, you may call me Aolus.”

 

Mac bit his lips together and nodded. “My-um… My name's… Mac,” he stuttered, snuggling his face into Aolus' warm hand. Wow… Seth's upgrade on the Virtual World Simulator is indeed a success!

 

“`Mac?'” Aolus questioned.

 

“Yeah. My full name is Machiovelli Kaye.”

 

“Why do you wish to be called `Mac?'” Aolus asked sincerely.

 

“Well, my real name is too long, so I go by Mac,” Mac explained.

 

Aolus frowned from disappointment. He removed his thumb from Mac's cheek and placed the index finger of the same hand onto Mac's lips. He worked his finger down Mac's body at a leisurely pace. Down the middle of his chest to his hardened tummy to just above his shaft, then back up, causing the duelist to shiver. Once Aolus' finger reached a little below Mac's pectoral area, he ran his hand up Mac's chest and over his shoulder, bringing the boy a bit closer to him. He leaned into Mac's ear and sexily whispered, “You are very beautiful, Machiovelli, as is your name. You should be proud of the name you were given. A beautiful boy like you is very deserving of such a romantic name.”

 

“You think I'm beautiful?”

 

“Are you shocked to hear it?” Mac nodded somewhat shamefully. “Have you never been called `beautiful' before?” Mac shook his head. Aolus smiled lovingly at Mac. “Well then, Machiovelli, before I prove to you how beautiful you truly are, I must ask you which gender you prefer.” Mac shyly told Aolus that he only found interest in men. “Excellent,” the gorgeous elf whispered, calmly removing Mac's hoodie as to not frighten him, “Then allow me to be your first partner of intimacy. My hands may have been taught to work a sword, but I promise to be gentle with you, Machiovelli.”

 

“Yes, Aolus…” Mac moaned, reaching into the back of the elf's white training pants and squeezing a cheek while accepting the delicate handling inside his jeans, “I… I wanted to tell you… I would always stare at your picture in your card. You always fascinated me. I wanted to lie on my bed and touch myself while staring at you. Once I got around to doing it, I wanted to never stop. I never used you in a duel because I didn't want you to see you get destroyed. I was… always in love with you, Aolus.”

 

“I'm glad, Machiovelli,” Aolus replied with a smile and kiss to Mac's lips, “Now, all the things you thought about when you touched yourself can come true. I will even let you release inside me, my young lover.”

 

“Aolus?”

 

“Yes, Machiovelli?”

 

“How old are you?”

 

Aolus licked Mac's cheek like a dog, then kissed the same spot. (Awww!) “I'm 650.”

 

“Huh?!?”

 

“Converted to human years, I'm 18.”

 

My wish turned me into a 20-year-old, so he's younger than I am… in human years.

 

It wasn't long until all armor, clothes, etc. were off. Lying in the grass, Aolus enjoyed examining every detail of Mac's body. Mac thought it was hard to believe any of what was happening was really just a part of his brother's new video game. Come to think of it, why would Seth make a video game about just sex?

 

“Aolus…”

 

“What is it, Machiovelli?”

 

Mac scooted closer to Aolus, even though they were already touching each other's skin. Mac's stiff penis rubbed against Aolus', causing both to grunt. “I just… want you so bad, right now…” he told the elf, feeling a bit ashamed of his impatience, “I mean, the way you touch me, the way you hold me, it's all so comforting. I just want more.”

 

“Machiovelli-uke, I'm going to make love to you right now,” Aolus told his lover.

 

Mac was rendered silent when Aolus took his cock into his mouth. One lick along the length made Mac spring up… nicely. Mac threw his hands onto Aolus' head, never wanting him to stop. He never thought of his brother as much a genius until he met Aolus.

 

“How does this feel to you, Machiovelli-uke?” Aolus asked, reaching up to hold Mac's hand to comfort him, “I hope I'm making your first time enjoyable.”

 

“Oh yes, Aolus-seme!” Mac moaned, gasping as Aolus flicked the head of his penis with his tongue, “I'm enjoying every second of this!”

 

“I'm not the only monster you think of, am I?”

 

Mac sighed. “No,” he answered, “but you're the main one.” A thought came to his mind. “Wait,” he quested, “How did you know?”

 

“I came from your deck,” Aolus said, rubbing Mac's backhand with his thumb, “I'm sure the others would like to see you too, but for now, let it remain us.” Returning to the waiting cock, Aolus switched his pleasure pattern; after sucking on Mac's length, he licked the head, then kissed it. This combination of actions drove Mac absolutely crazy.

 

“Aolus-seme, please, don't tease me!”

 

“It seems as though you've forgotten the purpose of my making love to you,” Aolus sternly stated, “I'm doing this to let you know how beautiful I think you are, not for your personal satisfaction. I only asked you if you enjoyed it as a question. I will continue making love to you my way, ignoring your pleas. Please do not take this wrongly, Later, you will understand the pleasure of submitting yourself to another's style of lovemaking.” With that being said, he continued to torture Mac.

 

I don't know if I'll be able to last until he's done with me.

 

Mac's legs began to shake to the increasing need for release. Aolus moved his mouth over the head of his partner's cock and sucked hard, then moved down to the sacks. Mac cried out for release, but just as he said, Aolus ignored the pleas. Tears swelled up in Mac's eyes as he begged, desperate to come. Aolus was unstirred by the look of agony on the [humanly] older boy's face. Taking the pouch into his mouth, he pressed his tongue along the space between the balls. Mac thrashed about, but Aolus pinned his arms down. If he was to show Mac how beautiful he was, it had to be his way.

 

“AOLUS-SEMEEE!”

 

Finally deciding to comply with Mac's begging, Aolus orally sheathed the human's member. Mac was relieved to feel himself wrapped in warmth. Unable to hold himself in any longer, he exploded in the Celtic Guardian's mouth.

 

TO BE CONTINUED…

(Mac's next fuck found in Ch6_Hybrid, Bard, and Mercenary. The monsters participating in the sex are D. Human, Musician King, and Warrior Dai Grepher. Remember to holla' back at this chapta, y'all!)