Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ If only for one moment, I could be like you... ❯ Sunset at the club ( Chapter 19 )

AN: I warn you now, not ONLY does this chapter have some yaoi, but it also has lame puns, stoners, dancing, crowds and uh...me! I ruin the moment a FEW times with comments. Don't like it? Sorry. I couldn't help myself. Also, please please please review! It makes me happy. C'mon here folks this is a big ass chapter! Give me some reviews. I'm starting to think only like...4 people are READING this thing!

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Ryou dressed in the nicest clothes he had, which was merely some nice black leather pants and a metallic silver tank top. He particularly liked the tank top, because it was the same color as his wristbands.

He gently brushed through his hair, glad that the pants covered his injured legs. The sun was just beginning to set, and Seto would be back to pick him up...hopefully before Jono came, so he wouldn't pitch a scene.

Ryou couldn't hide the excitement; every part of him was just glowing with anticipation. He nearly shrieked in delight when he heard the noise that he had come to know as the `breaks' of a `car'. "Seto!" He cheered and rushed to the door just as Seto was about to knock on it, nearly toppling the corporate teen over in the process.

Ryou grinned sheepishly, as Seto laughed a bit. "I take it you're ready to go..." he said before realizing that he'd not been this happy in years. Perhaps Mokuba was right...after all, he hadn't laughed in years, other than false laughs at lame business jokes which got him in favor with the next contract sign-ee. He picked himself and Ryou up, shaking his head a bit. Ryou quickly locked the door and put the key in his pocket.

As Seto lead Ryou to the limo, he looked at Ryou. He was gorgeous...Something just…seemed to make him glow, no matter what. The clothes, the air...something was special about this boy...there was just an aura about him...serene and soothing. "I thought you might like a night on the town..." he said while looking Ryou over.

Ryou grinned although he looked confused. "I...um...I don't know how one would be ON a town...but I would love to try such a thing." Seto nearly choked. "You don't know what `night on the town' means?!" Ryou blushed darkly. "I'm sorry...I'm not from the city...I don't know many things about city life..." he mumbled.

Jono had early on taught him to say `I'm not from the city' so not so many questions would arise from his lack of knowledge. Ryou was actually very thankful. He didn't like being grilled for questions...in fact he rather hated it. Especially after Mako. Oh that incident probably scarred him for life. Never had he been more embarrassed, confused, infuriated and annoyed in a mere five minutes, than he'd been at that time. Five minutes of prodding one's personals would do that though...So he held no real malice...just a new phobia of `questions'.

Seto opened the limo door for Ryou, and ushered him in, before sitting next to him and smiling. "I took the liberty of picking a place in town that's the best place to party. Since you're not from the city, it'll be a real treat." He said as Ryou gaped at the spacious interior of his stretch limo. "One could...live in a place like this..." he said softly, looking at Seto. "I suppose...that if someone wanted to they could..."

As they rode to the secret destination Seto had chosen, Ryou found himself snuggling closer to Seto, who in turn wrapped his arm around Ryou without knowing it. Ryou sighed contentedly, lost in his thoughts, as much as Seto was in his own.

`Maybe...maybe I could stay here. I mean...it's obvious he likes me...and I mean...I've never felt more...at home. I could...stay on the land. Go home for visits maybe. I...I think I've fallen for him. He's so warm, and his eyes are so cool, like the water in the morning...'

Ryou felt his heart swell a bit and suddenly, he had the strongest urge, to do just what he felt. To stay on land with Seto. Make the land his new home, and give up the ocean he'd been born in, for this one person. The one person in the world, whom he felt so STRONGLY attached to. His head filled with sweet images of the two of them, living together.

To...be kissed, and look into the twin oceans that were Seto's eyes...to have this human look back into HIS eyes and see someone he truly loved. Someone he was willing to love forever. Ryou cuddled closer and laid his head on Seto's shoulder, lost in the reverie of being mated to Seto. Yes...mates. They could be mates. Love someone from a world he was so infatuated with...someone who had taken his heart and held his soul tenderly in the hands that now held him so close...

Seto felt Ryou shift, and looked over briefly, and to his surprise, he was holding the boy in his arms, and to further his shock, Ryou was leaning gently on his shoulder, blushing ever-so-softly and looking lost in a daydream...

`He's so...I don't understand how...he's so...I think I love him. I don't know why...he's almost a total stranger...and yet I've never felt so warm inside before. God I just want to...'

Seto licked his suddenly dry lips and tried to push away thoughts of kissing those soft pink lips...or running a curious hand over the younger teen's slender body, and perhaps teasing a nipple...or perhaps the nether regions...

He swallowed hard, as his mind began playing the most wonderful X-rated scene in his mind.

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Ryou gasped almost silently, as Seto's hand roamed over his softly heaving chest, rolling and pinching a nipple. "S-Seto...Ahh!" The pale haired youth yelped as Seto's mouth found the other rosy pink nipple, sending a shockwave through the poor merboy. He panted and whined softly in his throat, as his back arched wanting more.

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Seto twitched and crossed his legs, to prevent any noticing the sudden tightness of his pants. How was it that Ryou did this to him?

Every day since that first visit to the mansion, he'd found himself in hot sleepless nights, haunted by images of loving the delicate young man. Nothing seemed to remedy the heat in his mind, body, or heart, other than the mysterious youth's touch.

Although at the moment he was plagued with a bout of `tight pants syndrome' Seto felt at ease...He felt like he was somehow more complete than before. It was like the feeling Mokuba gave him, only...more intimate. He felt like he'd found someone...someone like family. Someone who he could protect...love and cherish. Just like Mokuba, only... he could love on a much deeper level.

Seto couldn't tear his gaze from the soft haired angel leaning on his shoulder, his hair...it smelled...exotic, something...almost like the smell of the beach at dawn. He leaned down and laid his head on Ryou's softly, taking in the strange scent. Yes...it was the fresh smell of the ocean at dawn...as wild as the Sharks and as free as the seagulls or dolphins.

Ryou blinked slightly and blushed. "Um...?" He said giving Seto a strange look. "You...you're smelling me." He said looking confused. Seto blinked away from his own daydream, looking at Ryou for a moment, before suddenly laughing. A powerful and unstoppable rush of amusement, almost the same as when he crushed a competing company.

Ryou looked at him confusedly. "What's so funny?" He said looking around the limo, for the source of such hearty laughter.

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The destination was Saturn Valley, the newest hippest dance club Florida had to offer.

(Yes people Florida; I believe I mentioned it earlier. Though some of us have gotten lost and excuse uncreative lame name PRETEND it's a freaking SWEET name. lol)

The party had already started it seemed, and the sky was oranges, reds, purples, and blues signaling sunset was nearly complete. Seto helped Ryou out of the car and smiled as the youth gaped at the mass of people.

"THIS is how you live it up in the city." He said smirking. Ryou blinked, hearing thundering beats of music, and being ran into by a drunk in the street. He smiled sweetly though and nodded. "Yes I see. The thunderous blaring music and clumsy people are quite enjoyable!" He chirped, sounding more sincere than his statement implied. Seto blinked slightly, thrown off by the disagreeing statement and tone, following Ryou to the door, and mentioning his name, automatically getting them in.

Once inside, the music was louder, and Ryou was surprised to see that really the only INSIDE was a part of the building; the majority of the people were on the outside part, which was in back, dancing and drinking merrily.

Within Moments Seto and Ryou had joined the crowd. The music was fast paced, and Ryou soon learned that dancing was actually being pressed close to the person you were with, in almost an intimate way. He hardly noticed his leg at all, as he danced close to Seto. Their bodies gathering sheens of sweat as the minutes turned into hours.

Around midnight a passing dancer, thoroughly drunk, knocked Ryou into Seto, causing them both to nearly topple over, but in that matter of moments, both boys found themselves aching for each other.

Ryou groaned, inhaling Seto's musky scent, his mating hormones suddenly striking overdrive. The heat...the sweat...Seto's hands on his back, and his firmly built chest...

Seto glared at the drunkard as he had passed, but he also said a silent thank you, for this position with Ryou...it was so wonderfully arousing. That little body pressed against his was almost more than he could bear...

Seto grumbled, helping Ryou back to his feet after a moment. "I'll be right back, I'm going to request a song." He said leaving Ryou to his own devices.

Ryou whimpered as Seto left, but was also thankful. Aegir below, he felt like having sex. RIGHT NOW. His body screamed for a mate, and it was screaming DAMN loud. He shivered as the wind blew softly over his skin. He wanted to be in the water...he wanted to wrap himself around Seto and just moan as he worked...just mate.

Deciding it better to take a seat and gather himself, Ryou wandered over to the nearest table and sat. Breathing deeply a few times, trying to steady his head he looked around. There was a stinky sweet smell...

"Hey kid, you wanna shoot?" A woman said, clad in grunge. Ryou smiled a bit. "Shoot?" He asked confusedly. "Ohhh never had smack before hm?" She said amused. "Hey boys, we have a virgin here. What do you say we offer him some junk?" The males of the group turned to look at Ryou, a few chuckling. "What...is a shoot?" He asked shyly, wanting to fit into the human world as much as possible.

"Here, we'll show you." She said smirking and filling a syringe. "gimme your arm kiddo." Ryou blinked as the woman grabbed his wrist, pulling his arm and jabbed him sharply with the needle. "Ouch!" he yelped yanking his arm back once she'd finished emptying the contents into his arm. "That hurt!" He whimpered, rubbing the area gingerly and hissing at the soreness. "It'll pass. You'll thank me later." The woman smirked.

Ryou shook his head and immediately got up and left. Thank her for hurting him? What, did she think he was mad? He wandered the crowd, looking for Seto, to ask what exactly had happened. He was human; surely he'd know what she'd been thinking. He stopped suddenly and blinked a bit. He felt decidedly strange.

It was almost...like he could do anything. He giggled a bit and his eyes drooped down lazily his lips spreading into a `high' grin. He groaned softly. "Seto." He whispered, seeking out the teen immediately.

Seto smirked at Ryou. "Hey, there you are. I've been looking for you. Though, you look like you're having a good time." Ryou nodded dully and pressed close to Seto. "Poseidon you're so hot..." he moaned softly, pulling Seto into a fiercely heated kiss.

Seto pulled away immediately, looking at Ryou with wide eyes. "Are you ok?" He said noticing now, the clouded look on Ryou's face. "Setoooo...please..." he whined seductively, cuddling close and gently nibbling on Seto's neck.

Seto shivered and shook his head. He couldn't do this. There was obviously something wrong with Ryou...he was drunk perhaps. Oh but this was what he wanted. He groaned as Ryou rubbed himself along his body as if he were trying to find a way to melt into him. "Seto...I want you. Gods I want you to have me. Please..." he whispered fumbling with Seto's shirt.

The music started again, and suddenly Seto found himself in the most seductive dance he'd ever seen. A small crowd gathered, watching Ryou do what suddenly he did best. Seduce.

He pulled Seto close and began swaying with him, smiling as Seto groaned in response and agreed to the movement. Ryou looked at him lazily and ran his hands over his own body, the silver of his wristbands and tank top glinting in the moonlight. Another glint, as Ryou removed that tank top, moaning and purring at Seto. "Touch me..." he whispered softly.

Seto looked at him lustfully. God...beautiful just look at him! He reached out a hand and stroked it over Ryou's slender form; he was built, though not as built as many men, he was still soft and feminine. Another hand reached out, pulling Ryou close.

The music blared but the two teens could hardly hear it. Instead, they heard each other. Every pant, every moan the sweat on their bodies almost made them glow, in the moonlight and lights. "Seto, I want you." Ryou whispered in his ear, gently taking it into his mouth and licking it with a skilled tongue.

Seto nodded his own eyes now clouded with a drunken lust. He picked Ryou up without a second word, and began carrying him to the limo.

Various "awww's" were heard throughout the small group that had gathered, after Seto finally managed to enter the limo with his sea nymph.

Ryou moaned and looked at Seto with pleading eyes. "Please..." he mouthed, his hormones screaming, his body aching. He needed this...he was ready now.

Seto pressed the button on the privacy windows, and they rolled up, and he smirked. "One second Ryou. God I want you." He said stripping himself, and Ryou as quickly as fumbling hands could.

He noticed immediately, the bandages on Ryou's leg. He gently ran a hand over it, making Ryou squirm and whimper. "Your leg..." he said working his teasing hands up Ryou's legs. "I will see to it's care, when we get home..." he mumbled smirking at how Ryou writhed and whined. "Setooooo" he said in complaint.

Seto chuckled a bit, looking at his little love. He was exactly like in the dreams. Moaning, panting, writhing and delicate. He was a literal dream come true, and he wanted to cherish that. God did he want to cherish it.

He leaned over Ryou and kissed him hungrily, running his hands over the softly heaving body below him. He twisted one of Ryou's nipples slightly, causing the boy to jump and moan loudly. `Heh, figures the shy ones are always loud.' He thought to himself as he gently rubbed his hands over Ryou's chest, in a soft massage. This sweet angel was defiantly a virgin, and that just made Seto all the harder. "God Ryou...you're so hot." He murmured.

Ryou gripped Seto's back, trying to pull him closer, for kisses or licks...ANYTHING. Just contact, and Seto was doing the OPPOSITE of what he wanted, and it was making his body scream. He wanted to be doing it, not stuck in horrible torturously sweet foreplay.

Seto was so GOOD at foreplay. DAMN HIM! Ryou whined, tears in his eyes at the sheer pleasure Seto could pull from him, merely by playing with his skin, licking a trail from his neck to that aching between his legs.

"Set-AHH!" Ryou gasping sharply as Seto engulfed that raging desire. His skilled tongue, playing over every sensitive place that could have existed. Ryou squirmed under the contact, his hands snaking into Seto's hair, pressing the bobbing head closer. He whimpered and moaned. He'd never been so loud in his whole life, but his body...it was sending shocks through him that pulled moan after moan, yelp and gasp after yelp and gasp.

Seto smirked around Ryou's length, watching the boy's pleasured turmoil. He tasted so sweet. Seto ran his tongue over the slit eliciting another arch and moan from the boy below him. He chuckled, licking and sucking, no longer bobbing, as his hands were occupied with a lubricant he'd found, (damn he found the mystery lube! Lol) and rubbing it along Ryou's entrance as he worked.

One finger slid into Ryou, and the boy yelped and squirmed against it. "Ryou, calm down, I need to do this ok?" Seto whispered, no longer occupied with Ryou's lightly throbbing length.

Ryou nodded, forcing his body to remain still as Seto worked. Two fingers, then three, stretching and searching for that one special place. Ryou gasped and moaned loudly, as something within him was struck and a wave of pleasure more powerful than before rushed over him. Seto smirked and caressed the spot calmly, sending Ryou into a moaning mumbling frenzy...

After a moment, having severely occupied Ryou's mind, Seto positioned himself and pressed in slowly. He groaned and closed his eyes, forcing himself to stop for a moment so Ryou could adjust. So hot...and tight.

Ryou winced and clenched his eyes shut. It hurt, but the pain slowly passed, and Seto resumed pressing into him, filling Ryou quite nicely. Seto smirked and slowly at first, began moving in and out of his little lover.

Striking that sweet spot sending stars into Ryou's vision and causing him to moan in delight. "Ah! Seto harder please!" Ryou moaned, matching Seto's thrusts eagerly, as Seto moved one of his hands from Ryou's waist to pump the pale youth's length.

(I'm going to take this moment, to apologize for any BAD yaoi I'm writing here. I have NOT written yaoi in like...months. It's yaoi with training wheels. And suddenly I have this `omg. They're going to laugh at me' feeling. So uh..don't laugh. Just um...yeah. Sorry also for ruining the `moment' lol)

Ryou bucked his hips into the touches and motions. The pace was unbelievable and he felt so GOOD. He didn't know how long he could continue at Seto's new pace. But he didn't care. It was good, very good.

AN: HA! I can't seem to bring myself to go into greater detail. Besides we all know what happens (perverts we are...lol) So yeah. ^_^ Ryou's no longer virgin. What about the ocean? What will our lil' merboy do now?

Seeya next chappie!