Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Lemonade ❯ One-Shot
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Stepship Puppyshipper 
Fluffy Noa/Mokuba lemon.
Seto is trying to distract Mokuba from Noa, but his attempt seems to fail.
WARNING: Contains Yaoi Hentai, and shonen-ai
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.09.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 963 | Status: Completed
Fluffy Noa/Mokuba lemon.
Seto is trying to distract Mokuba from Noa, but his attempt seems to fail.
WARNING: Contains Yaoi Hentai, and shonen-ai
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: One Shot | Uploaded On: 07.09.2004 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.0K | Visits: 963 | Status: Completed
Summary: Sweet lemony one-shot. Noa/Mokuba
Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, bob dammit.
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Lemonade
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Mokuba smiled, as he brought his brother and boyfriend, Noa, some lemonade. They were out on the back patio, glaring at each other. Mokuba sighed. He just couldn't get them to get along. He set the lemonade down in between them, on the patio table they both sat at. Mokuba kissed Noa's cheek, softly. He and Noa had been dating six months in a few weeks. Six months since Seto agreed to make Noa a body nearly five years after the blue-green haired boy had trapped them in his virtual world.
Noa smiled at the raven haired boy, and rose his fingers up to stroke his cheek, traveling back into his hair. Mokuba closed his eyes and relished in the feeling.
Seto only glared harder. He hated seeing that...man all over his younger brother. He growled, and Mokuba opened his eyes, stepping a way from Noa's touches, his eyes apologetic.
Noa went back to glaring at Seto, angry that he'd torn through such a special moment. Seto only smirked, and took his glass of lemonade. He took a sip, and made a sour face, "Otouto?"
"Oh! I must have forgotten to put sugar in it," Mokuba said, sheepishly. But Noa took a sip of a glass Mokuba had gotten him, and smirked, his tone changing slightly, "Yes, just the way I like it."
Mokuba flushed as he heard the tone change, realizing Noa's subtext to the words. Seto narrowed his eyes, looking at his brother, then back at Noa.
Mokuba took Seto's glass, "I'll put some sugar in your's, nii-san."
He walked in, and Noa watched as he left, smirking at his well toned backside. Seto smacked the table to get Noa's attention, glaring pur daggers at him. But Noa simply smirked, knowing that what Seto's problem was.
Mokuba walked back out a few minutes later and handed his older brother back his glass. Seto drank from the glass, and spit it back out, "To sweet, otouto."
The raven haired boy flushed, and sighed, "All right..."
He poured Seto another glass and went back inside to fix it again. Noa scowled at the brunette, "You know, he tries to hard for you."
Seto smirked, "Jealous?"
Noa just scowled, deeper, and turned to look back into the house. Mokuba walked back out a third time, and gave the glass to Seto. He drank it, and made another face, "Now it just tastes like water and sugar. Otouto, perhaps, I should do it."
"No!" Mokuba said, indignantly, snatching the glass up again, and stomping back into the house. Noa followed him in.
Mokuba sighed, "He's so difficult now a days..."
"He's trying to keep you away from me," Noa murmured.
"I know," Mokuba replied, "He's doing a good job of it..."
Mokuba bowed his head, burying it in his hands, his black hair falling around his face, and through his fingers. Noa pulled him into his arms, "Calm down, raven..."
The black haired boy smiled at the affectionate name, given to him because of his long, black hair. He looked up at Noa, "I love you..."
"How much?" Noa asked, grinning. Mokuba's hands rested on his chest, drawing small, sensual circles there, "Would you like me to show you, Noa-chan?"
Noa grinned, and pulled him up the stairs. He kissed him, softly, but firmly, and eased him toward Mokuba's room, nudging the door open. They shuffled, in, still kissing, and Mokuba, being closest to the door now, kicked it closed, as the tumbled onto the bed.
Mokuba smiled up at Noa.
Noa smiled back, and removed Mokuba's zipper vest, throwing it aside. The shirt went next. Noa stared down at Mokuba's beautiful, chiseled face and chest, before kissing him again, his tongue easing into his mouth, tasting him.
Mokuba's darted out to meet his, as Noa's fingers brushed a nipple. Mokuba gasped and moaned into the kiss. Noa broke off, grinning down at him, as his lips traveled down his neck, nipping and suckling the flesh their.
Mokuba groaned, his hands gripping the blue-green hair of his lover. Noa kissed his shoulder, and around a taut nipple, before he took it into his mouth. He nibbled it, before his tongue swirled it, and he suckled it, softly.
Mokuba arched his back, as if begging for more of the delicious touch. Noa grinned, and nibbled the nipple again, before he kissed it, softly, and switched, giving it's twin the same, torturous attention. Mokuba moaned, gripping his back, trying to pull him closer.
Mokuba, suddenly, stopped him, his eyes glazed in passion, "Y...you're over dressed..."
Noa grinned, "I think you are too, beautiful."
Mokuba sat up, and unbuttoned the blue-green haired boy's jacket, pushing it off his shoulders. Noa threw it aside, and pulled off the undershirt. His hand brushed over Mokuba's erection, which was still hidden to him, before he gripped the boy's zipper, and unzipped his pants. He pulled them off, and threw them into the pile with his shirt and jacket.
Mokuba stared at Noa, as he worked, before their eyes met. Noa's thumbs were inside the waistband of his younger lover's boxers. He was looking at Mokuba, concerned. Of course they'd done this before, but he always had to make sure Mokuba was ready for everything he did that was below his bellybutton.
Mokuba nodded, "I trust you, Noa...I always have..."
Noa pulled his boxers off, his eyes traveling, hungrily, over Mokuba's nude form.
"You're perfect, raven," Noa breathed. Mokuba blushed, "No, 'm not..."
Noa smiled, and stood from the bed, unbuckling and unzipping his pants, sliding them down, following closely by his boxers.
"Not as perfect as you," Mokuba finished. Noa smiled at the smaller boy, his hand coming up to carress his cheek. He pushed Mokuba up, to rest his head against some pillows which were propped up on the headboard, before moving down the bed, and letting his eyes land on Mokuba's erection.
He kissed the tip, before he dragged his tongue up the side. Mokuba's body jolted, and he gasped, reaching out to grip the blue-green hair.
Noa smiled, pleased at the result, and took him into his mouth, deepthroating him, listening to him moan, and watching him writhe, every reaction pleasing him more.
He wrapped his tongue around him, and Mokuba's eyes shot open, the grey shocked, but glazed with such pleasure. Noa sucked him, softly at first, his fingers fondly the sensative sac below his member, before he heard Mokuba plead for more, where he began to suck harder.
"More...gods...more," the raven haired teen gasped, panting. He was so close, now. Noa sucked harder, and just as Mokuba was about to reach release, Noa pulled away.
Mokuba whimpered at the loss of contact, and Noa grinned, "Not yet, angel. Together, ne?"
Mokuba nodded, his head still clouded with ecstacy. Noa smiled and reached under the bed, pulling out a small box marked 'Mokuba's Diary.' The raven haired boy marked it as such because he knew his brother would invade his privacy if he thought as much. But Noa opened the box and pulled out a tube of cinnamon flavored lubricant.
He spread some on his fingers. He'd done this with him before, but he prepared him everytime. He did not want to hurt the boy, who he treasured so dearly. He pressed the first finger in, and Mokuba winced, but only slightly, more use to the feeling, by now. Noa moved the finger inside him, softly, helping Mokuba get use to the feeling, before he added a second. He scissored the boy, before moving the fingers in and out. Then, a third was added, and he moved the fingers in and out, faster.
Mokuba cried out, as Noa brushed his prostate with his fingers. Noa grinned, and hit it again. Mokuba writhed. He pulled his fingers out.
"Ready, raven?" Noa asked, smiling at him. Mokuba asked, "Hurry, Noa...I need you..."
Noa smiled, "Patience, beautiful."
He coated his own throbbing member, moaning at the feel of his own fingers, before positioning himself atop Mokuba, pressing the tip of his finger into his entrance.
Mokuba nodded, and Noa began to push into him. Mokuba whimpered, but took him in, willingly, glad to having him inside him again. Noa buried himself to his hilt, and stopped, waiting for Mokuba to gesture he was ready. He kissed his neck, softly, coaxing him to relax, and soon, the raven haired boy bucked up into him, signaling him to start moving.
Noa began to move, slowly at first, starting a steady rhythm, which Mokuba followed, perfectly. Mokuba moaned his name, as he moved with him, one hand tangled in blue-green hair, the other gripping his back.
Noa's head was buried in Mokuba's neck, kissing it ferociously, as he quicked the pace. Mokuba mewled, and gasped, moving in perfect sync with him.
"Gods, Noa...harder...gods...!" Mokuba pleaded, his fingers fisting in his hair, his fingernails digging into his back. Noa went harder, heat rising higher and higher in his stomach. He was so close, and he could feel Mokuba was, too.
Mokuba moaned, loudly, the bed shaking and squeaking, as Noa pounded into him. His bed use to be top of the line. It ever squeaked. Never shook to badly, never nearly fell apart...
...that is until Noa came along.
Mokuba moved with him, as he went faster, now, and harder, still, willing to bring them both over the edge. And, gods, was Mokuba close.
"So close...N-Noa...so...close...!" He groaned, as Noa hit his prostate, causing him to cry out. Noa shifted, so with ever hard, fast thrust, he hit Mokuba there.
Mokuba gasped, now, with ever thrust, before he gave one last, long cry of the latter's name, nearly yanking out his hair, and and almost breaking skin, as his fingernails dug deep into back, as release claimed him, the muscles of his inner walls slamming down on Noa.
Noa gasped, and cried out Mokuba's name, as the other's walls slammed down around him, causing his orgasm, the release taking hold of him, for a short time, before both floated back down to Earth.
Noa began to pull out, when Mokuba touched his arm, "Don't...don't leave, yet. Just...stay with me..."
The blue-green haired boy smiled, and held Mokuba close to him, pulling the blankets up over them, "Mm, love you, raven."
"Love you, Noa..."
Noa yawned, grinning, tiredly, "We should have lemondade more often."
Mokuba's soft, tired laughter was the last thing heard, before both drifted to sleep in the other's arms.
And all the time, Seto sat out on the patio, forgotten, and wondering where the hell is lemonade was
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Owari
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Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-Gi-Oh, bob dammit.
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Lemonade
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Mokuba smiled, as he brought his brother and boyfriend, Noa, some lemonade. They were out on the back patio, glaring at each other. Mokuba sighed. He just couldn't get them to get along. He set the lemonade down in between them, on the patio table they both sat at. Mokuba kissed Noa's cheek, softly. He and Noa had been dating six months in a few weeks. Six months since Seto agreed to make Noa a body nearly five years after the blue-green haired boy had trapped them in his virtual world.
Noa smiled at the raven haired boy, and rose his fingers up to stroke his cheek, traveling back into his hair. Mokuba closed his eyes and relished in the feeling.
Seto only glared harder. He hated seeing that...man all over his younger brother. He growled, and Mokuba opened his eyes, stepping a way from Noa's touches, his eyes apologetic.
Noa went back to glaring at Seto, angry that he'd torn through such a special moment. Seto only smirked, and took his glass of lemonade. He took a sip, and made a sour face, "Otouto?"
"Oh! I must have forgotten to put sugar in it," Mokuba said, sheepishly. But Noa took a sip of a glass Mokuba had gotten him, and smirked, his tone changing slightly, "Yes, just the way I like it."
Mokuba flushed as he heard the tone change, realizing Noa's subtext to the words. Seto narrowed his eyes, looking at his brother, then back at Noa.
Mokuba took Seto's glass, "I'll put some sugar in your's, nii-san."
He walked in, and Noa watched as he left, smirking at his well toned backside. Seto smacked the table to get Noa's attention, glaring pur daggers at him. But Noa simply smirked, knowing that what Seto's problem was.
Mokuba walked back out a few minutes later and handed his older brother back his glass. Seto drank from the glass, and spit it back out, "To sweet, otouto."
The raven haired boy flushed, and sighed, "All right..."
He poured Seto another glass and went back inside to fix it again. Noa scowled at the brunette, "You know, he tries to hard for you."
Seto smirked, "Jealous?"
Noa just scowled, deeper, and turned to look back into the house. Mokuba walked back out a third time, and gave the glass to Seto. He drank it, and made another face, "Now it just tastes like water and sugar. Otouto, perhaps, I should do it."
"No!" Mokuba said, indignantly, snatching the glass up again, and stomping back into the house. Noa followed him in.
Mokuba sighed, "He's so difficult now a days..."
"He's trying to keep you away from me," Noa murmured.
"I know," Mokuba replied, "He's doing a good job of it..."
Mokuba bowed his head, burying it in his hands, his black hair falling around his face, and through his fingers. Noa pulled him into his arms, "Calm down, raven..."
The black haired boy smiled at the affectionate name, given to him because of his long, black hair. He looked up at Noa, "I love you..."
"How much?" Noa asked, grinning. Mokuba's hands rested on his chest, drawing small, sensual circles there, "Would you like me to show you, Noa-chan?"
Noa grinned, and pulled him up the stairs. He kissed him, softly, but firmly, and eased him toward Mokuba's room, nudging the door open. They shuffled, in, still kissing, and Mokuba, being closest to the door now, kicked it closed, as the tumbled onto the bed.
Mokuba smiled up at Noa.
Noa smiled back, and removed Mokuba's zipper vest, throwing it aside. The shirt went next. Noa stared down at Mokuba's beautiful, chiseled face and chest, before kissing him again, his tongue easing into his mouth, tasting him.
Mokuba's darted out to meet his, as Noa's fingers brushed a nipple. Mokuba gasped and moaned into the kiss. Noa broke off, grinning down at him, as his lips traveled down his neck, nipping and suckling the flesh their.
Mokuba groaned, his hands gripping the blue-green hair of his lover. Noa kissed his shoulder, and around a taut nipple, before he took it into his mouth. He nibbled it, before his tongue swirled it, and he suckled it, softly.
Mokuba arched his back, as if begging for more of the delicious touch. Noa grinned, and nibbled the nipple again, before he kissed it, softly, and switched, giving it's twin the same, torturous attention. Mokuba moaned, gripping his back, trying to pull him closer.
Mokuba, suddenly, stopped him, his eyes glazed in passion, "Y...you're over dressed..."
Noa grinned, "I think you are too, beautiful."
Mokuba sat up, and unbuttoned the blue-green haired boy's jacket, pushing it off his shoulders. Noa threw it aside, and pulled off the undershirt. His hand brushed over Mokuba's erection, which was still hidden to him, before he gripped the boy's zipper, and unzipped his pants. He pulled them off, and threw them into the pile with his shirt and jacket.
Mokuba stared at Noa, as he worked, before their eyes met. Noa's thumbs were inside the waistband of his younger lover's boxers. He was looking at Mokuba, concerned. Of course they'd done this before, but he always had to make sure Mokuba was ready for everything he did that was below his bellybutton.
Mokuba nodded, "I trust you, Noa...I always have..."
Noa pulled his boxers off, his eyes traveling, hungrily, over Mokuba's nude form.
"You're perfect, raven," Noa breathed. Mokuba blushed, "No, 'm not..."
Noa smiled, and stood from the bed, unbuckling and unzipping his pants, sliding them down, following closely by his boxers.
"Not as perfect as you," Mokuba finished. Noa smiled at the smaller boy, his hand coming up to carress his cheek. He pushed Mokuba up, to rest his head against some pillows which were propped up on the headboard, before moving down the bed, and letting his eyes land on Mokuba's erection.
He kissed the tip, before he dragged his tongue up the side. Mokuba's body jolted, and he gasped, reaching out to grip the blue-green hair.
Noa smiled, pleased at the result, and took him into his mouth, deepthroating him, listening to him moan, and watching him writhe, every reaction pleasing him more.
He wrapped his tongue around him, and Mokuba's eyes shot open, the grey shocked, but glazed with such pleasure. Noa sucked him, softly at first, his fingers fondly the sensative sac below his member, before he heard Mokuba plead for more, where he began to suck harder.
"More...gods...more," the raven haired teen gasped, panting. He was so close, now. Noa sucked harder, and just as Mokuba was about to reach release, Noa pulled away.
Mokuba whimpered at the loss of contact, and Noa grinned, "Not yet, angel. Together, ne?"
Mokuba nodded, his head still clouded with ecstacy. Noa smiled and reached under the bed, pulling out a small box marked 'Mokuba's Diary.' The raven haired boy marked it as such because he knew his brother would invade his privacy if he thought as much. But Noa opened the box and pulled out a tube of cinnamon flavored lubricant.
He spread some on his fingers. He'd done this with him before, but he prepared him everytime. He did not want to hurt the boy, who he treasured so dearly. He pressed the first finger in, and Mokuba winced, but only slightly, more use to the feeling, by now. Noa moved the finger inside him, softly, helping Mokuba get use to the feeling, before he added a second. He scissored the boy, before moving the fingers in and out. Then, a third was added, and he moved the fingers in and out, faster.
Mokuba cried out, as Noa brushed his prostate with his fingers. Noa grinned, and hit it again. Mokuba writhed. He pulled his fingers out.
"Ready, raven?" Noa asked, smiling at him. Mokuba asked, "Hurry, Noa...I need you..."
Noa smiled, "Patience, beautiful."
He coated his own throbbing member, moaning at the feel of his own fingers, before positioning himself atop Mokuba, pressing the tip of his finger into his entrance.
Mokuba nodded, and Noa began to push into him. Mokuba whimpered, but took him in, willingly, glad to having him inside him again. Noa buried himself to his hilt, and stopped, waiting for Mokuba to gesture he was ready. He kissed his neck, softly, coaxing him to relax, and soon, the raven haired boy bucked up into him, signaling him to start moving.
Noa began to move, slowly at first, starting a steady rhythm, which Mokuba followed, perfectly. Mokuba moaned his name, as he moved with him, one hand tangled in blue-green hair, the other gripping his back.
Noa's head was buried in Mokuba's neck, kissing it ferociously, as he quicked the pace. Mokuba mewled, and gasped, moving in perfect sync with him.
"Gods, Noa...harder...gods...!" Mokuba pleaded, his fingers fisting in his hair, his fingernails digging into his back. Noa went harder, heat rising higher and higher in his stomach. He was so close, and he could feel Mokuba was, too.
Mokuba moaned, loudly, the bed shaking and squeaking, as Noa pounded into him. His bed use to be top of the line. It ever squeaked. Never shook to badly, never nearly fell apart...
...that is until Noa came along.
Mokuba moved with him, as he went faster, now, and harder, still, willing to bring them both over the edge. And, gods, was Mokuba close.
"So close...N-Noa...so...close...!" He groaned, as Noa hit his prostate, causing him to cry out. Noa shifted, so with ever hard, fast thrust, he hit Mokuba there.
Mokuba gasped, now, with ever thrust, before he gave one last, long cry of the latter's name, nearly yanking out his hair, and and almost breaking skin, as his fingernails dug deep into back, as release claimed him, the muscles of his inner walls slamming down on Noa.
Noa gasped, and cried out Mokuba's name, as the other's walls slammed down around him, causing his orgasm, the release taking hold of him, for a short time, before both floated back down to Earth.
Noa began to pull out, when Mokuba touched his arm, "Don't...don't leave, yet. Just...stay with me..."
The blue-green haired boy smiled, and held Mokuba close to him, pulling the blankets up over them, "Mm, love you, raven."
"Love you, Noa..."
Noa yawned, grinning, tiredly, "We should have lemondade more often."
Mokuba's soft, tired laughter was the last thing heard, before both drifted to sleep in the other's arms.
And all the time, Seto sat out on the patio, forgotten, and wondering where the hell is lemonade was
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Owari
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