Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Learning to Forgive Yourself ❯ Chapter 2 ( Chapter 2 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

Kaiba rubbed his sore eyes, setting yet another signed piece of paper on the growing pile and grabbing a different one, groaning slightly as he saw it was longer then the others before he began to read. *Note to self: no longer allow these cursed files to be more then a page long.*

He didn't look up as he heard the door open, grabbing his pen to sign the paper.

"Whatever you want, it can wait until tomorrow, now leave." He muttered.

"No, it cannot wait." He heard a deep voice answer him, and his hand froze in mid signature. Hearing the all so familiar click of a certian boy's boots, he reluctantly looked up to see Yami frowning down at him, his arms crossed.

"Yami. What are you doing here?" The spirit shook his head in disappointment.

"Yugi told me you seemed to be stressed more then usual, but I never imagine you'd gotten this bad." He scolded, reaching a hand out to place it against Kaiba's cheek and run his thumb smoothly over the skin below Kaiba's eye, which was heavy with lack of sleep. "You're working too hard, Kaiba. Even Mokuba agrees."

Because the touch of Yami's hand had sparks igniting in his blood, he shoved the hand away, trying his best to scowl while his pants were quickly becoming three sizes too small.

"I don't need you to tell me how hard I should work, and don't bring Mokuba into this. He understands that this job requires a lot of my time."

"Yes, he understands. But that doesn't change the fact that you're almost dead on your feet. Yugi's terribly worried about you, and I can now see why." Kaiba ran his hands through his hair, closing his eyes as he blew out a breath.

"Yami-" He cut himself off, biting his tongue to hold in the yelp of surprise as he felt the former pharaoh's hands slide under the collar of his shirt, surprised that he hadn't heard Yami move, those annoying boots never making a sound. "What are you doing?"

"If you won't get rid of some of this stress by going home early, then I'll relieve some of it myself." He explained as his talented hands began to massage Kaiba's shoulders. The billionaire all but melted under his hands, instantly leaning back into the caress as Yami loosened muscles he didn't even know he had, let alone were tightened.

Yami moved his hands lower, then glided them around to the front, efficiantly undoing all the buttons on Kaiba's shirt and pulling it off before the young man could even object.

Yami was rubbing his biceps when Kaiba turned his seat around suddenly, catching Yami in his embrace before the boy could move back, earning a surpised yelp from the petite boy. "Kaiba-"

Kaiba silenced him with a kiss, sliding his tongue between Yami's supple lips. Yami didn't bother to fight him for dominance. Rather, he started sucking on the invading tongue, foreshadowing events to come. Kaiba pulled back, groaning. He looked at Yami, who was panting heavily. Kaiba pulled his newly made koi up into his lap, settling the boy over his obvious erection. Yami groaned and squirmed, trying to find relief by guiding Kaiba inside himself.

Unfortunately, they were still seperated by several layers of cloth and Yami's squirming served to do no more than arouse them both further. "Yami," Kaiba groaned, shoving the other boy off him.

Yami understood the action's meaning and quickly undid the CEO's slacks, taking hold of Kaiba's arousal, stroking the brunette's arousal at a torturously slow pace. He looked up at Kaiba, who had closed his eyes in pleasure. Obviously, he was enjoying it.

Yami smirked and leaned down, taking Seto into his mouth, sucking gently. Kaiba groaned again and bucked his hips, forcing himself farther into Yami's mouth as far as he could. With the tip lodged in his throat, Yami held Kaiba's hips in place, preventing the other boy from choking him. The Egyptian boy continued sucking, putting his tongue and his throat muscles to use as he worked Kaiba to his climax. It wasn't long before Kaiba broke under this treatment, spilling his seed down Yami's throat. Yami removed himself, licking his lips and panting slightly. Kaiba let himself fall back, spent and panting.

Yami smirked, obviously very proud of himself, and stripped, settling himself on Kaiba's lap, leaning back to study the sweat soaked boy. Kaiba swallowed deeply, then opened one eye and looked over at the smug prince. Deciding the boy seemed a little too cocky, he chose to bring the boy down a notch or two, in his own way.

Kaiba slowly began exploring the former prince's lithe body, enjoying the slight gasps as his long fingers brushed over his already hardened nipples. Kaiba took his time, enjoying the impatient moans coming from the smaller boy. He turned his attention back to Yami after a while, grinding his hips against the spirit's, eliciting a long groan. "Oh, oh...Kaiba...ah! God, Kaiba, please, please-"

Kaiba ignored Yami's pleas. Instead, he pressed his lips to Yami's collar bone, then worked his way down the other's chest, occasionally nipping at the flesh with his teeth. He took a nipple in his mouth, biting down and making Yami whimper, then suckled, kissed annd licked tenderly, wiping out all memory of the hurt. Yami groaned again. "Kaiba, God, Kaiba, just...oh...just...ah! Kaiba! Just fuck me!"

Kaiba smirked ferally. "Patience, Yami."

"Kaiba!"

"Yami, you're not being very co-operative-"

"Kaiba- Ra damn it, fuck me!"

"Here," the brunette said, finally consenting and inserting three of his fingers into his lover's mouth. "Suck."

Yami did as he was told, knowing that this would make everything easier in the long run. Kaiba removed his fingers, which were now coated with saliva, and slid one into Yami. He pushed in, then pulled out and massaged the spirit.

Yami slowly relaxed and Kaiba pushed in another finger. He moved them back and forth, scissoring, stretching Yami as much as he could. He wasn't small in *that* department, and if Yami wasn't prepared, it would hurt more than necesscary. The last thing Kaiba wanted was for their first love-making to leave a bad impression.

Kaiba withdrew his fingers, and Yami whined at losing the pleasaurable touch. "Yami-kun, I need you to relax, okay?"

Yami rolled his eyes.

"I am aware that I have to relax Kaiba. If you would hurry up already and - Ahhh!!!" Kaiba had grown tired of Yami's lecture and shut him up the best way he could at the moment.

Yami gritted his teeth, groaning in delight as Kaiba started to push into him. He closed his eyes. He was overwhelmed at the onslaught of sensations brought on as the billionaire moved inside him.

Kaiba buried himself even farther into the exotic boy, fighting the urge to withdraw and slam back into the tight haven that was Yami's body. "Are you okay?" he choked out, managing to restrain himself.

Yami nodded, throwing his head back as Kaiba pushed deeper. "Gods, yes. Don't stop."

Kaiba didn't have any intention of doing so. He withdrew and thrust in with a groan, quickly finding a delicious rhythm. His cries echoed in Yami's ears. The pharaoh moaned, loving the feeling of euphoria that was starting to engulf him, rocking his hips quickly, matching Kaiba stroke for stroke.

Suddenly, Yami screamed as Kaiba brushed against his sweet spot. The brunette took the hint and quickly re-adjusted his postion so that he slammed into it with every thrust, his pace increasing. Yami screamed and clung to Kaiba, as if afraid of getting washed away by the waves of pleasure that were rippling throughout his body. Kaiba descended on Yami's neck, hungrily sucking at the salty, sweaty skin, determined to mark Yami. Yami screamed and bucked, trying to pull Kaiba even farther into his depths.

Both boys peaked simultaneously, Yami's seed washing across both of their stomachs; Kaiba burying his essence and himself deep inside Yami.

Yami collapsed onto Kaiba, who was shaking. Both of them were breathing hard. Kaiba pulled out of his daze long enough to adjust Yami so that the worn spirit wouldn't feel any discomfort, as he sensed they were gong to be in that position for quite a while. Yami's eyes were unfocused and glazed over with pleasure. "Oh....wow," he breathed, finally blinking.

Kaiba trailed his finger down Yami's back, tracing the defined muscles. After a moment of pause, Kaiba tried to get up, but Yami simply lay there, panting with exertion. "C'mon, Pharaoh. Get up."

Yami remained still. Finally, Kaiba gave up and merely wrapped his arms around Yami. He hefted the boy up, realizing that his lover had fallen asleep. Seto sighed, quickly joining the slumbering boy in a quick nap, but not before making a mental note to fire or sue anyone who happens to walk in through the door.