Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Incest Smutlets ❯ Choices ( Chapter 1 )

Can't remember who sings this either sorry
warnings- hinted incest, character death




~Santa Maria, Santa Teresa, Santa Anna, Santa Susannah Santa Cecilia, Santa Copelia, Santa Domenica, Mary Angelica Frater Achad, Frater Pietro, Julianus, Petronilla Santa, Santos, Miroslaw, Vladimir and all the rest~

Mokuba listened to the soft chanting words of the prayers and stood numbly looking down. He kicked at a small clump of dirt that had rolled away from the neat pile waiting to be throw over his brothers coffin. He ground the toe of his scruffy sneaker into the accursed clump pressing it into the fake green carpet that was thrown down for the family.

He raised his head weakly as an arm curled around his waist, fingertips touching the leg that had shown no mercy to the dirt under his shoe. He looked up into crimson eyes and blinked sleepily

~a man is placed upon the steps, a baby cries and high above the church bells start to ring and as the heaviness the body oh the heaviness settles in somewhere you can hear a mother sing~

Yami gathered his lover's brother closer to his side hoping to take away some of the others pain. He looked so young in his faded jeans and gray sweatshirt. Mokuba had refused to wear the tux the maids had set out for him. Yami still remembered the raging fit that had caused.

And the look he had just given him. The same pain filled look he had at Duelist Kingdom when he thought his brother had been killed. It made him look so young. So hopeful like maybe Seto wasn't dead after all like maybe it was all just a horrible mistake. Something that could be fixed if he waited long enough.

The service ended and Mokuba turned and walked back towards the limo ignoring the pointed stares of those around him. Yami followed wondering what exactly it had been that the family doctor had made the boy take before leaving the mansion.

~then it's one foot then the other as you step out onto the road how much weight? how much weight? then it's how long? and how far? and how many times before it's too late?~

Mokuba buried his face in the soft seats of the limo noting through a haze filled mind that Yami had crawled in after him after telling the driver to start the long journey back to the house.

He tensed as cool fingers worked their way under his hair and rubbed at the aching muscles underneath. He wouldn't allow himself the comfort. Not while his brother lay in the dank dirt all alone. He bit back a sob and scrambled up into the seat pushing himself in the corner.

16 year olds don't cry he told himself sternly. And Kaiba's never cried. No matter what. He squared his shoulders and meet Yami's blood colored eyes.

~calling all angels/ calling all angels / walk me through this one/ don't leave me alone/ calling all angels/ calling all angels/ we're cryin' and we're hurtin'/ and we're not sure why...~

Yami's heart broke all over again.

He had seen that look in Seto's eyes too often. The same haunted yet somehow guarded look that Mokuba now wore.

"Don't he whispered. "Don't look at me like that. Mokuba..." He gathered the boy in his arms ignoring the slight struggle that the younger boy put up.

~and every day you gaze upon the sunset with such love and intensity it's almost...it's almost as if if you could only crack the code then you'd finally understand what this all means~

Mokuba tried to slip out of Yami's arms. Too much. Too much contact. The shaky wall of control he had built around his emotions threatened to crumble. He had always liked Yami. It had torn his heart to pieces when he had become Seto's lover but it was for the best. For all of them. Or so he told himself.

When Yami pushed unruly black hair away from his face Mokuba's control snapped. He pushed the slightly shorter teen against the back of the seat and straddled his thighs. If he tried hard enough maybe he could still taste his brother on those soft pink lips.

~but if you could...do you think you would trade in all the pain and suffering? ah, but then you'd miss the beauty of the light upon this earth and the sweetness of the leaving~

Yami gasped in surprise at how strong the boy seemed suddenly. He put his hands against Mokuba's chest thinking to push the other away only that thought soon left his mind.

In fact it left his mind the instant Mokuba's mouth found his in a searing kiss. His eyes widened and he gave a harsh surprised noise from the back of his throat. His eyes slipped closed however as a hand found the juncture between his legs and started rubbing alternating between soft and harsh as if unsure of what it was doing.

So much like Seto the first time he thought breathlessly pushing his hips up encouraging the bolder strokes. He panted as Mokuba drew away gasping for breath but took control over the whole affair seconds later.

~calling all angels/ calling all angels/ walk me through this one/ don't leave me alone/ callin' all angels/ callin' all angels~

When Yami pushed his hands away Mokuba was sure he was about to get slapped or at least punched but it didn't happen. In fact the only reason he had been pushed away was so the dark could undo the tight leather and pull his own member out grabbing Mokuba's hand again and setting the rhythm and speed of the pumping.

Mokuba caught the others lips again and groaned as Yami fumbled with the tab of his zipper. He shifted his hips to make it easier and gasped as the air hit his rock hard member. He whimpered at the feather light touches that crossed the head of his cock smearing clear precome.

He pistoned his hips into the warm hand surrounding him then cried out as three fingers were shoved into his opening without warning.

~we're tryin'~

He thrust back against the fingers then forward into the hand pumping him loosing his hold on Yami and barley being able to keep the kiss up. He doubted he would have been able to if it weren't for the fact that Yami's tongue was imitating what his fingers were currently occupied with.

~we're hopin'~

Yami pushed his fingers deeper knowing he had hit the right place when Mokuba arched breaking the kiss and moaning low in his throat. Those noises, so much like the ones Seto would make in the throes of passion it would be easy to forget that it wasn't his blue eyed koi he was with.

~we're hurtin'~

Stormy blue gray eyes slid closed as Mokuba rocked in an unsteady rhythm trying to set a pace that meet his own needs rather than the one the other had set. He cried out again when he felt another cock slid against his own and the warm fist began to pump them both.

~we're lovin'~

Yami bucked up as soft fingers joined his on their members and the muscles around his fingers tightened

~we're cryin'~

Mokuba came first hot spurts of come coating his and Yami's chest as he cried out a name then shuddered as the other came as well repeating a name under his breath. The name the same but yet somehow wrong falling from their lips.

~we're callin'~

"Seto."

~'cause we're not sure how this goes~