Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Grown Up Nice ❯ That was THEN ( Chapter 4 )

Title: Grown Up Nice

Author: Lil Nezumi

Origins: Yu-Gi-Oh & AU

Pairing: Bakura & Mokuba

Disclaimer: Love the characters, but I don't own them. Enough said.

Warning 1: yaoi (boy/boy romance) and if you don't like it lump it and don't read this.

Warning 2: Ooops! This story includes LEMON scenes and mentions BDSM, in passing. Contains spanking scene, nothing hard-core. Not suitable for younger audiences, if you're easily offended or homophobic heed my words and LAY OFF. I only write because I want to.

A_Note: I always wanted to do an odd pairing like this. I've seen one once, but it wasn't fluffy. I like fluffy. This might not be all that fluffy, but it may contain sweetness.

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End of CHP 3:

While Bakura was in the washroom, Mokuba got dressed in his normal jeans and long-sleeved striped soccer shirt. He shook his head at the thoughts that Bakura produced in his head. He looked at the parcel that he requested from Yami.

He saw that the Tomb Robber was not curious enough to open it. He will eventually.

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Chapter Four: That Was Then

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Placing the package on his desk he sat in his comfy chair, stretching out his legs in front of him and crossing them. He was reading a novel and waiting for Bakura to finish in the bathroom. It didn't take long.

The door opened and Mokuba was now looking at the vision that Bakura presented. Long silver hair had been given the freedom to grow and has now reached his mid-back. His skin was pale and delicate looking, however whenever he shifted his muscles rippled.

Nipples were pale pink and erect in the cool air. His legs were toned and defined as though he runs every day. Bakura's towel was hiding the Robber's own personal treasures.

That thought made Mokuba's mouth salivate slightly. Drifting his eyes back up the Tomb Robber's body, he saw that the collar that was removed was not replaced, causing him to frown severely.

Bakura was pinned in the doorway by the steel gray-blues roaming over his body, like they were taking inventory of every nook and cranny he owned. They were lustfully possessive eyes and they made Bakura weak in the knees.

Suddenly the eyes that were traveling back up to his face frowned in displeasure. "What?" He said with a tone that made the frown deepen.

Before Bakura could move anywhere into the room his roommate was standing in front of him, completely disregarding personal space. Bakura gulped.

His saw that his eyes were level with the V of the shirt, `shit' he just realized how tall his roomie is, looking up into the eyes that were looking down at him, he couldn't move. The eyes were swirling, indicating a potential storm if he was not careful.

Fingers from the right hand moved to touch his now empty neck, `the collar' Bakura thought, and with his left hand Mokuba removed the towel completely. Bakura flushed with embarrassment. That swift movement had exposed him completely. He was once again pinned under the predatory gaze.

Mokuba threw down the towel, placing both hands on the pale shoulders in front of him. He felt Bakura shudder. He turned the confused Tomb Robber around and gently pushed him back into the bathroom. "Get the collar and bring it to me," he said.

Mokuba returned to his chair, sitting with his elbows on his knees and watched as Bakura came back into the room. Mokuba smiled at the confusion Bakura was exhibiting. He knew the kind of slave that Bakura had had and used, but he was not like that.

Mokuba was determined to make Bakura a slave to his gentle touch and love. Anything rougher will have to wait for the moment. He coughed and shook his head when Bakura was about to pick up the towel to wrap around himself again.

Bakura blushed again, glancing at the door to the room he noticed that it was locked. He turned even redder, wondering what this guy was planning. He walked up to Mokuba and held out the collar to him.

Mokuba smiled, took it and fastened it around Bakura's neck. He then pulled Bakura between and braced him between his knees. "Put your hands behind your back," he said. When Bakura hesitatingly complied he smirked, "So you didn't want anyone to know what T.R. stood for and you put some people through this same kind of situation."

"Yeah. Well its always best to use what you know to your advantage isn't it." Bakura couldn't believe he was having a conversation with fully clothed stranger and himself was standing bare assed naked.

His body was beginning to be affected by the timber of the voice from the beautiful Anubis in front of him. `Damn it, I will not blush,' but he did and his body him betrayed further by becoming aroused wanting to lean in on the guy sitting there who was seemingly unaffected by this.

"I am so glad that you remembered that." Mokuba was pleased with the way his voice was affecting the Tomb Robber. "I have waited for a long time for an opportunity to return the servitude you once had me endure because of a dare. But I can go further and do a whole lot more than you ever did, because now I am an adult and my big brother can't interfere with this part of my life any more."

Bakura had closed his eyes barely registering what Mokuba was saying, his body was getting more and more aroused by the rise and fall of the voice. His eye opened, `dare', `servitude,' and "Big Brother?" he asked. Looking into the face of his roommate his noticed the patented Kaiba smirk, his eyes widened, "Kaiba?"

"Yes," he said tightening the grip on the Tomb Robber's hips and gripping the arms of the pale man in front of him to prevent him from moving.

Bakura was effectively immobilized, "Holy shit. Mokuba?"

"Yes," he replied grinning. "I didn't think that I had changed that much."

Bakura snorted and then realized the situation that he was in was from his wilder dreams, but he was on the doing end not the receiving end and yet knowing that this was Mokuba, he really didn't seem to mind the switch. Besides he did make that bet and dare. "Shit," seemed to be all that he could say.

"Is that all you have to say? Shit. Is that an `Oh my God its Mokuba' shit or a `I didn't want to be on the receiving end of this' kind of shit," Mokuba said.

Bakura blushed, it's like he read my mind, "Uh...kind of both, but in a good way," his voice drifted away at the smile that was blazing from Mokuba's face.

"Outside of the class your mine. You are my toy, my doll, mine to do with as I please and if you forget any of that then you will be punished. Do you understand?"

Bakura gaped it was almost word for word what he had once said to Mokuba. However at the time of that dare Mokuba was thirteen and his big brother was also present at the time.

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That was then

Bakura had amended the dare to say that his punishment was extra work and he had given his word that his brother would not be placed in questionable situations.

When they had a moment to discuss the situation and responsibilities, Mokuba shocked Bakura by asking what other sort of punishment he would have preferred administering. Bakura was surprised that Mokuba wanted to know, but then bodies and minds develop at different times.

It's not like Bakura cared about Kaiba, so anything that might deviate his little brother from a path too pure he took a chance. He received confirmation from Mokuba that he was well aware of the birds and the bees.

So he expanded the information that the boy had received. Saying different people feel different things at different times. Then he went to minor explanations of BDxSM and how some people preferred those things during sexual activities.

Mokuba then said something that floored Bakura at the time. "I would rather have you spank me, if I disobey rather than get more work then I can handle. I would rather not be able to sit down for the short while, then be too exhausted to concentrate in school."

"Your pretty smart for a kid," he said. "It's a choice you can make, however if I follow through with your idea and it gets out..."

"Who would I tell?" Mokuba had said. "Besides it's my decision and I can make up my own mind about stuff like that."

"Very well," Bakura said. That was that. If Mokuba had messed up being spanked punished him.

No mind games were played and Mokuba only messed up a couple of times because he was curious to see of Bakura would follow through the punishment.

Which he did, leaving Mokuba wanting more and wanting to do it to Bakura.

However he will never get over the humiliation of being aroused, not only that but the Tomb Robbing bastard had turned him into a plushie. He made him wear fuzzy bunny outfit, while working around the house.

There were quite a few pictures of that. One day he will be able to pay that bastard back, he just knew that everything will come it its own time.

TBC...