Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ It is Forbidden ❯ chapter 3: Playtime ( Chapter 3 )

Disclaimer: simple… I don't own Yugioh. The only things I own are Yamari, Shinkou, and the idea for the story. Got that?

Warnings: Due to graphic natures, the lemon of this chapter shall be given a link so those who do not want to read Yaoi can just skip over it. Also because I don't want to get my ass chewed out by those who don't know how to read warnings and then report me for their stupidity. Plus swearing and plotting.

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{Chapter 3: Playtime}

King Yamari paced back and forth in the family chambers, hands behind back and head bent in frustration. Shinkou stood near the door silently, her posture regal and her eyes hardened on her husband. The night had waned away and still no sign of Atemu. The king had sent sentries out looking for him yet no luck. Now his wife had to bear with his rants.

Shinkou sighed, "You know it is your fault he ran away."

Yamari glared at her. "Why is this my fault?!"

"Because you hurt him!" Shinkou shouted at him. She walked over and stood in front of him, only coming up to his shoulders but still looking fierce. "How would you feel if your father had told you that you had an arranged marriage then become enraged when you said you didn't want to be king?!"

Yamari stared down at his wife, his anger slowly evaporating. Sighing he sat down on a wooden chair and rubbed his eyes.

Shinkou knelt next to him, taking his large hand in hers. "My love, Atemu may seem older, but in reality he's still a young boy learning. You know as well as I do that he has had it rougher than we know."

"I know my dear," the king said with a sigh. "But Atemu has to learn to accept his responsibility as King. Like I did."

Shinkou rubbed his hand. "Yamari… Atemu is different. Even you can't deny that fact."

He nodded his head.

"Yes Atemu still needs to learn and maybe then he will accept the responsibility of King. But forcing a wife on him and yelling at him the way you did isn't going to help."

Yamari sighed and rubbed his head. He looked back at his wife and gave a meek smile. "Why is that you always know how to get your way?"

Blue eyes twinkled with merriment. "Because women are sneaky creatures and they have the power of persuasion."

The king chuckled and kissed Shinkou's cheek. "And that's one reason I love you," he smoothed her hair out of her eyes. "I'll stop the arrangement, for you… and for our son."

She smiled. "Thank you Yamari. Thank you for both of us."

"We still need to find him you know."

"I already had Yuugi to get the Ishtals on the case," She said standing up. "If we can't find him here then he must have found refuge on Earth."

The king stood as well and wrapped an arm around her waist. "You know I don't really trust them."

Shinkou poked him in the chest. "You might not, but I do. Their methods may not appeal to you but I believe they are a powerful ally to have."

"Whatever you say my dear, whatever you say."

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The Decadian King stretched slowly on the bed before opening blue eyes only to be met with a pair of emerald green ones.

"Good morning Master. Have a good rest?"

"Very nice Otogi now please… get off my chest." He replied.

Otogi giggled and jumped off his chest, black cat ears twitching and his black tail swinging back and forth behind him. The demon neko sat on his knees while tilting his head, his black ponytail whishing to the side. He pawed at his master's arm.

The king sighed and scratched behind Otogi's ear, making him purr. "Really now Otogi. It's too early to play, which I know you want to." He sat up and let his feet dangle off the side of the bed.

Otogi pouted and went to wrap his arms around his master's chest. "But I'm bored! No one wants to play with me!"

The Decadian sighed. Otogi was a feisty kitten, and a dangerous one at that. Many of the `playmates' the king brought for him all of them were either dead or had gone clinically insane. Otogi was quite a handful.

"Why don't you go play with your favorite toy? He just came back last night." He suggested.

Otogi sat up straighter and smiled. "Honda came back?" he gave a squeal and leaped off the bed. "A playmate!" he rushed out of the room, ears twitching and claws waving.

The King sighed and fell back on the bed. "Honda… you're in trouble."

"It's your fault for buying him."

The King looked to his right and spotted Jounouchi staring at him from the doorway. He sighed and sat up again. "Jounouchi… what are you doing back here?"

The demon sighed, "Talk about boredom! Nothing happened during the whole night and now my ass is asleep from sitting there."

Again the king sighed. "Were they awake when you left?"

"Atemu was," he replied smoothly, "he just looked lost about what was going on and the last I saw, he was trying to sneak out the window."

Brows furrowed under teal bangs and a hand came to the king's chin. "That is strange behavior. You would think if Atemu was looking for the artifact he would stick around."

"Or maybe he doesn't know about it." Jounouchi said matter-of-factly.

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean," Jou started while walking into the room, "is that maybe our little prince isn't interested in the artifact… but in the holder of it instead."

The king stared at his right hand man for a minute before a grin spread across his face. "The Prince in love with a human. Oh this is priceless!"

Jounouchi smirked as well. "We can use this to our advantage my King."

"Yes… yes we can Jounouchi." The king stood up and fixed the robe he was wearing. "Go back there and keep an eye on Kaiba. If Atemu comes back I want you to observe them both. Look for weaknesses and see his Seto returns his affections."

Jounouchi bowed and walked out of the room, closing the door behind him. He let his mask fade and a sneer lined his face. He hated the Decadian King. He hated being just another slave to a man who didn't know when to take action. If he was in charge, Seto would have been captured, the artifact found, and the Guardians dead along with the Heavens.

However, Jounouchi would take his time and wait for the King to slip up before he took control over the Decadians. Oh yes. He will make himself king and finally overthrow anything that crossed his path. And first he would start with Prince Atemu who was trying to steal his property.

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Atemu had awakened a little disoriented and stiff. He gave a small stretched but immediately stopped when he felt something hard yet soft under him. Timid crimson eyes looked to the side and fell on the resting face of the source of comfort.

Atemu blushed pink and carefully extracted himself from atop of Seto's chest. He gave a wince ever so often when pressure was applied to his right shoulder from crawling on his hands. When he was off the bed he looked back at his charge and marveled at Seto's perfection.

He sighed. He didn't want to leave but he had to. If his father had found out he had let his charge see him, and TOUCH him, who knows what the King would do to him. Atemu gave a pout and went for the window.

A voice from behind stopped him just as he was climbing onto the sill. "You know you can't fly with your wing in that condition."

Atemu spun around to see Seto sitting up in bed smirking at him.

Seto let his arms cross across his chest, as he looked at the clock by this bed. It read 6:00 a.m. He turned his attention back to his mysterious angel. "So… you are going to enjoy my hospitality and then just take off with out so much as a thank you?"

Atemu blushed and pulled himself away from the window. He did feel guilty for leaving him but…

Seto stood out of the bed and walked over to him. "Come here. Let me see your shoulder." He took the angel by the left shoulder and steered him into the bathroom.

Making him sit on the toilet seat Seto began to unwrap the wounds around his right shoulder and chest. He gave a look of surprise. "Well I'll be damned…" the wounds were almost fully healed and now only raw pink skin was left. The wounds Atemu had sustained should of at least have taken a good two weeks to heal properly.

He stared at Atemu with a smirk. "You are a very interesting creature Atemu." He rubbed some ointment on the wounds and wrapped them up again. He then looked over at Atemu's wing. That would need at least another day to be sure.

Atemu sat still during the whole thing, eyes transfixed on the fingers slowly trailing over his skin. He was so entranced that he didn't even hear Seto's comment. Oh how much he wanted to say thank you for what he was doing for him and say that he loved him.

But he could never say those words to him. They were forbidden. An angel can't fall in love with a human unless they want to be condemned for life. If an angel falls in love with a human either they are killed or their wings are cut and they must live, as a human with no memory of the once loved one.

Atemu shook his head. No he didn't want either of those to happen. He didn't want to lose the memory of his Seto so he decided to just love him at a distance in which was safe for the both of them.

Seto had seen him shake his head and looked over concerned. "Does your head hurt?"

Atemu had jumped when he heard Seto's voice. Looking up he shook his head to reassure the brunette he was fine.

Seto seemed convince so he nodded back and said. "That's good. Now listen. I need to go make a phone call to my work to inform them I can't make it today. I need you to stay in here and not wonder off. Can you do that?"

Atemu nodded his head and watched Seto leave the bathroom. He gave a small sigh and gave the stretch his body longed for. Hearing a small pop from his back he lowered his arms and looked around the room he was currently in. The walls were a deep blue and the ceiling and floor were an off white. There was a large tub at one end and a shower next to it. A long bathroom counter was at one end of the room supporting a sink with a gold faucet.

His attention was brought to the large tub. He looked at the door to see if Seto was coming back and not seeing anyone Atemu slowly walked over and sat on the edge of the tub. It wasn't like the usual washing bin he was used to. There was no small waterfall that brought fresh water into the pool and from the looks of things it had to be filled by hand.

Atemu glanced at spigot and gave it a small turn. Water slowly pored out of the faucet and hit the porcelain tub with small patters. He turned it more and water flowed out faster, the sound of rushing water filling the room. Atemu watched in fascination as the tub was filled quickly with warm water.

He leaned more over the tub and noticed a small bottle of clear liquid. Picking it up he unscrewed it and sniffed. It smelled faintly of vanilla. It was slippery in his hands and he dropped it in the water, soap bubbles forming fast. Atemu stared wide-eyed and whacked at the bubbles, not sure what to do.

"Ever hear of curiosity killed the cat?"

Atemu gasped and turned around only to find himself falling backwards into the tub of warm soapy water. Water splashed everywhere as the angel came up sputtering and his wings fluttering madly. Wiping water out of his eyes he noticed Kaiba sitting on the edge of the tub holding a towel. The water had been turned off and he held out the towel.

Kaiba gave a twitch of a smile. "I didn't mean to scare you." He helped Atemu out of the bath and wiped his face with the cloth. He watched the angel's eyes droop slightly and he swallowed the lump in his throat. Why did this creature grab his attention so?

The shrill of the doorbell knocked both back to reality and Seto glared at the ceiling as if it were the one who made the noise. Sighing he handed the towel to Atemu and directed him back to the toilet. "I'll be right back. Don't… move." That said he walked out of the room.

When he reached the bedroom door it dawned on him. How did this person get passed his security? And why were they here at such and early hour? He walked over and grabbed the pistol from his desk he discarded last night and made his way downstairs.

When he made it to the front door the doorbell rang again. Tucking the pistol close to the back of his leg he unlocked the bolt to the door and inched it slowly open. He was nonetheless shocked at what he saw.

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Honda woke up with a loud `oomph' as something large and heavy pounced on his chest. A groan was immediately followed as his arm came to shield his eyes away from the figure now sitting on his chest. He growled as it started to paw his chest.

He removed his arm and glared. "Otogi. What the hell are you doing?!"

Otogi pouted and lay down on his chest. "What? You come home last night and you don't have the courtesy of informing me. You know I miss you when you leave on those long trips."

"I didn't tell you because I didn't want you to know." Honda replied gruffly while pushing Otogi off his chest. "Now leave me alone. I'm tired and I don't want to play."

"You never wanna play with me." Otogi said sadly while jumping back on Honda's chest. "How come you never wanna play with me?"

"Because you are such a pain in the ass." Honda said while glaring at the cat.

Otogi stuck out his bottom lip more and made it tremble. Honda stopped glaring and sighed. Sure he wasn't in the mood to play but he never liked to see Otogi sad, even if he didn't like the cat demon much. He scratched behind one of Otogi's ears and watched the cat lean into his touch.

Honda rolled his eyes. "Otogi. I'm tired, I have to work tonight and my chest hurts. I don't want to play."

"But you never do." Otogi said softly. He leaned into Honda's chest and licked at his chin. "I always have to coax you into playing."

"And you love every minute of it." Honda said while stopping the shiver that ran down his spine.

Otogi had to admit. He loved trying to make Honda play with him. He either one or he flustered Honda so bad that he came running to him an hour later. He only hoped that today he won.

Otogi smirked and rubbed back making sure to hit Honda's pelvic region. "But you also love playing with me don't you Honda?" He let his clawed hand run up Honda's bare chest. "You love playing with me because you like losing control."

"Otogi…" Honda hissed in warning. He felt himself harden under the cat's ministrations. Damn him for knowing where to touch him!

Otogi smiled and crawled up the length of Honda's body so his face was level with the shape shifters. "You like playing with me don't you Honda. I know you do. I can…" he let his hand trail down to the bulge under the covers. "… Feel how excited you get."

Honda bucked into the hand and groaned. With a predatory growl he grabbed Otogi by the shoulders and brought him into a rough bruising kiss. He heard the demon on top of him give a squeak and he pulled him down flat against him.

He flipped them over to Otogi was below him before he let go of his lips. He watched Otogi pant between his bruised lips now red and partly open. Honda smirked down at him and leaned in close. "You are going to regret this Otogi."

Otogi only whimpered in need and bucked up. Honda held down his hips with a powerful hand while his other ripped the clothes from Otogi's body. A hot mouth latched itself to a pale neck and began to nip and suckle, leaving small purple blotches in its wake. Otogi threw his head back to give better access while his hands scrapped down Honda's back, cutting the skin.

Honda hissed at the pain and bit Otogi's neck in retaliation. The coppery taste of blood filled his mouth and after licking the wound clean he started down the demon's throat to his chest, leaving a trail of saliva mixed with blood in his wake.

Otogi laid withering under him, giving off small moans and making more scratches down Honda's back. He made a move to flip them back over but Honda growled and pinned him to the bed, holding his hands over his head and glaring lustfully down at him.

"I don't think so you cat. If we play you play by my rules." Honda ripped some of the sheets into long strips and tied Otogi's hands to the headboard. "And rule number one: I'm in control here."

Otogi tugged at the restraints and groaned. His arousal went up ten fold when Honda had decided to rub himself against him. He threw his head back and moaned. "H-Honda! Don't tease!"

"Shut up bitch!" Honda shouted while grabbing him by his ponytail. "You are in no position to make orders here."

Otogi winced slightly as the hand in his hair tightened and lips crashed down on his. With a whimper he returned the kiss with much fervor as Honda's. This was their game. They always made it rough and demanding. Otogi wanted domination and besides Master, Honda was always willing to play along. Others thought he was too fragile and that was what usually got them killed off.

Honda finally released his swollen lips and proceeded to spread Otogi's legs. He pushed three fingers into Otogi's mouth and the cat demon lapped at them coating them well with saliva. Honda removed them and inserted a finger into Otogi's tight entrance.

Otogi moaned and bucked on the finger, wanting more than that. "Honda! Please!"

"Didn't I tell you not to make orders?" Honda said while roughly pushing in another finger and hitting his prostate. Otogi screamed and thrashed his head back and forth. Honda then thrust in a third finger and made a scissoring motion with them. Otogi was now a puddle of hair, sweat and, flesh as moans of pleasure and frustration fell from his mouth. Eyes were squeezed shut and he had bit his lip until it bled.

Honda finally removed his fingers and took a hold of Otogi's hips before he pushed in and began a hard rhythm that had the form under him panting and pleading for more.

Otogi wrapped his legs around Honda's waist while his hands pulled at the restraints holding his wrists. Honda gave a rather hard thrust that hit his prostate and his back arched off the bed and white lights shot through this vision. "Oh Decadian God! More Honda! Harder!"

Honda growled and sped up his thrusts while grabbing a hold of Otogi's erection and stroking it in time with his thrusts. Sweat glistened off their bodies as ragged breath and the smell of sex filled the room. Honda stopped thrusting and turned Otogi over so he was on his knees and his hands still attached to the headboard.

Again he started thrusting back into Otogi who was literally screaming with every hit to his prostate and burying his head into the pillow. Honda let his nails scrap Otogi's back leaving welts until a hand tangled into the demon's hair.

Otogi finally met his climax and gave a loud yell as he finally released and collapsed on the bed. Honda soon followed with a few thrusts later and fell on top of him. Otogi could hear the shape shifter's breathing in his ear while his own was winding down. His body ached with a blissful soreness that he missed.

Honda finally got off of him and released the bonds that held the cat's wrist. They had been rubbed raw and with a spur of emotion he kissed the bruised limbs before lying on his back beside Otogi.

Otogi gave a silly grin and cuddled into Honda's sighed, happily purring. Honda looked over and rolled his eyes and wrapped an arm around his waist. Otogi snuggled closer. "See? Isn't it fun to play with me?"

"Shut up cat." He muttered while yawning. He got a giggle in response and he looked over. Otogi was beginning to fall asleep, his cat ears twitching slightly and his tail wrapping around them both.

The corners of Honda's lips twitched in what would have been a smile but he suppressed the urge and just closed his eyes and fell asleep.

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Well there you have it! Chapter three! Sorry if it sucked. I'm just trying to get back into the swing of this so bear with me.

Anyways, chapter three done, hope ya liked, R&R please and thank you and stay tuned for another chapter to It is Forbidden!!

Ja ne!