Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ In the Arms of a Priest ❯ The Ball from Hell ( Chapter 12 )

I've never seen you shine so bright

I've never seen so many men ask you if you wanted to dance
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Seto groaned as he kissed the woman that was under him her brown hair was interlaced within his fingers. He smirked and drew back attacking her neck instead. His moved his hips again slowly dragging out the feeling of pleasure as long as he could. The woman under him groaned in pleasure and rolled over so that she was on top of him. He stared up at her and stroked her cheek.

"Seto," whispered the woman softly.

Seto smiled gently up at her and stroked her thighs soothingly.

"I love you my priest," whispered the woman.

"I love you too," whispered Seto kissing her check as the final waves of passion began.

Seto jerked awake and wiped at his sweating face with his hand. He looked around his room and was relieved to see that it was the same as he had had it. He wondered who that woman was underneath him in the dream, he knew that she was from his past. He just couldn't place who she was and he wondered if he even wanted to. He couldn't waste time thinking about a woman long since dead when he had to deal with the present day. He winced and held his hand up to ward off the brightness of the sun. He then sighed and climbed out of bed stretching slightly tonight would be the first day of the balls, he could hardly wait.
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They're looking for a little romance

Given half a chance

And I've never seen that dress you're wearing

Or the highlights in your hair

That catch your eyes

I have been blind
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S eto stared in the mirror as he buttoned the rest of his buttons on his tuxedo. He stared at the reflection and remembered the glistening sweat that had been formed on his body in the dream and the feeling of the woman running her hands up and down his body. For a minute in the dreams the hands had belonged to Pernia. He shivered in pleasure at the thought of the woman under him withering about in pleasurable agony. He scowled and shook his head and finished getting ready.

He was waiting at the foot of the steps with the butler who was helping him put his coat on, when Pernia appeared at the top of the steps. Seto looked up and froze her hair was up in an elegant French twist with small locks of hair framing her face. Her figure was hugged by a dark red dress, it hugged her waist and brought out the curves and her breasts; before following loosely to the ground. Her slender arms were enclosed in black gloves that went to her elbows. The only thing surrounding her neck was a single strand of pearls.

He shook his head and watched her descend the steps before offering her his arm, which she accepted.

"Shall we go?" asked Seto.

Pernia nodded and together the two of them left the mansion.
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