Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Lonesome ❯ Dreams and Remembering ( Prologue )

A/N- This is the first time I haven't written a YYH fic. I hope it goes well.

Disclaimer- While I want to own them all on Yu-Gi-Oh, I don't.

Warning- Let's see... If you have read my fic Love and Hardships this will have similar ratings. You know, the whole sex thing, language and stuff like that. Minus the rape scene though because I don't think I could really write another one of those.

Lonesome

Prologue

Dreams and Remembering

She let him press her gently to the mattress. As his body hovered over hers a soft moan escaped her lips and he smirked. His hands traveled up her shirt to caress her breasts. He strummed each soft nub of flesh. She arched her back when he pinched the highly sensitive tissue. He noticed her body grow increasingly responsive as he did. Her shirt was off in moments followed shortly by her bra. With one hand focusing on her right nipple his mouth suckled her left. Her eyes rolled into the back of her head with maddening pleasure.

She pressed her hands into his scalp, not wanting him to leave. His mouth turned to give her other nipple the same attention her left had received. He loved the way she tasted. In seconds she was pulling his shirt off his head and then focused on his belt. His hands found their way under her skirt and began to pull off her panties. Not a minute later they were naked.

His finger found her nether lips and gently probed inside of her. She moaned softly at this pleasurable intrusion. He kissed her lips, not wanting her moans to awaken the young boy in the next room. Soon he let a second finger join the first inside of her. He could feel her inner muscles clench on the two fingers as she soared to orgasm. He released his mouth from hers to gulp down the flow of her inner juices as they were released. "Please," she pleaded with him and he knew exactly what to give her.

He positioned himself above her entrance, his blue eyes gazing into her stormy gray. This was her first time and he would have to be gentle. Gently he entered her, his tip just penetrating her. He paused to make sure she was ready, before thrusting himself into her. Quickly his mouth covered hers to stifle the cry of pain as he broke through her barrier. She adjusted to him quickly and her pain was replaced by unspeakable pleasure.

He pulled back, just barely inside her still and thrust forward again. He continued with slow steady thrusts but deepened her pleasure by thrusting harder each time. Her hands found his and their fingers intertwined. He pressed them into the mattress on either side of her head. Soon her hips found the rhythm and she wrapped her legs around his slender waist, letting him sink deeper into her womanhood..

She peaked and softly called his name. He tried harder and harder to control himself, wanting the feeling of her enveloping him to last as long as possible. Her narrow channel was tightening as she peaked once more and he found himself on the brink. He kept on thrusting harder and harder each time. He now abandoned his slow, steady, pace and raced recklessly forward. She soared to beautiful orgasm once more and he released himself into her. As he emptied he let his head rest gently in the valley of her breasts, listening to the steady beat of her heart. When he had come home that evening he had never expected this.

He pulled himself gently from her body and rested at her side. With a soft smile on her lips she draped herself over him with one arm and her head resting on his chest. He wrapped an arm around her and held her to him. Soon her eyes closed and they both fell asleep.

Amita sat up and cursed herself silently. She had that damn dream again. Here she was, her boyfriend about to move out because of these dreams. It happened six years ago, she thought to herself, forget about him already! Although try as she might she would never forget him. Not when she had said good-bye the way she had. Her parents just whisked her off back to their home-land, Greece, not giving her even two days to tell everyone good-bye.

Now she pushed the covers away and walked into the kitchen of her small two bedroom apartment. It felt good to be back in Japan again. She had grown up here but her parents decided they didn't like it an moved back to Greece. She still blamed them for everything. Here she was, twenty years old, still pining over her first lover from six years past. The coffee finished perking and she poured herself a cup. She drank it black, something that had always annoyed her boyfriend Brad. He thought drinking coffee without cream was like eating melted ice cream, just not right.

He was finally moving out today. She sighed, wishing she could love him like he needed. She liked him enough but it just wasn't fair to him. Two weeks prior he had proposed to her and she had rejected him. She told him that she loved someone else and had dreams about them. He asked who but she refused to tell him, especially now that she knew who her past lover was now. He wouldn't want anything to do with her even if he believed she wasn't lying.

Brad walked into the kitchen and smiled sadly at her. "Are you sure you won't marry me Amita? I know we would be good together."

She shook her head. "I care too much about you to marry you Brad. If I don't love you enough to dream about you instead of someone else then it isn't right. I'm sorry." He nodded and kissed her forehead before taking his final box and packing it into his car. She saw him wave good-bye from the window and then he was off. She breathed a sigh of relief, glad that now she and her memories were at peace.

Five hours later Amita stormed through her front door cursing loudly. Her damn boss fired her today. He said it was because she wasn't focused, the fucking liar. He fired her because she wouldn't sleep with him. It's okay though, she saw some teenage punks slashing his tires and did nothing to stop them. She grabbed the paper and began leafing through it until she found the want-ads. She circled some that seemed promising then started calling.

Twenty calls later she put her head in her hands, if she didn't find a job in one week she would start to fall behind in her car payments, rent and utilities. Not to mention the fridge was all but bare.

She gazed at the last job she was qualified for and punched the number. When the secretary brought up her college courses in Greece she nearly cried out in happiness. Amita was hired before she even had the interview.

The next morning Amita drove up to a large building and rang the buzzer at the front gate. When the gate opened she drove to the main building where a woman of about thirty was waiting for her. "Amita Constantine?"

"Yes. I take it you are Mrs. Wellington?"

Mrs. Wellington nodded. "We are very pleased with your resume. Being a personal assistant is very demanding, especially with him. He also likes his assistants to do well with children and since you majored in child care you seem perfect for the job."

Amita smiled. "I have one question though, who am I working for? They wouldn't tell me on the phone for privacy reasons but now that I am here..."

Mrs. Wellington held one hand up to stop her. "I know these precautions are quite ridiculous and I hope you bear with us but the master likes it when he is the first to introduce himself to his assistants. He finds it makes for a much easier transition." Mrs. Wellington led the way into the house and stopped at the staircase. "And here he is now Miss Constantine."

Amita looked up at the man walking down the staircase and her breath caught in her throat. It couldn't be him! She hadn't seen him for six years but here he was in the flesh. He still looked as sexy as ever. She felt the heat rise in her cheeks as she remembered first making love with him.

"Miss Constantine," He said to her, kissing her hand in bow. "It is a pleasure to meet you. My name, is Seto Kaiba."

A/N- Okay so how many of you figured out it was Seto from the whole "not wanting her moans to awaken the young boy in the next room"? I'm just wondering. Anyway I enjoyed trying another anime fanfic. I just had a thought for this one and decided to write it. Hope you all like and I apologize for any names that are misspelled. Please let me know the correct spelling if it is wrong okay?

Eirwen Lai