Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Love Adjustments ❯ Chapter 18 ( Chapter 18 )

Author(s): Anime-Blade and Kikyana
Rate: M
Pairing: Tabloidshipping- Seto x Mokuba
Warnings: yaoi, incest, occ-ness in characters, language.
Disclaimer: We don't own anything except the plot! And all OC's
Status: 18/---
A/N: This is the sequel to “A Brother's Love”, so I suggest reading that lest you wish to be thoroughly confused.

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Chapter Eighteen:

A slight gasp of surprise escaped past his lips, and he moved back in his seat. "Not here... Mokuba..." How were they supposed to explain themselves if someone walked in?

 

Mokuba only smirked more when Seto moved back, giving him ample room to work. He began to unbutton the elder's pants, "What's wrong Niisan, nervous that we might get caught?" They had got away with so many other things; Mokuba was just becoming more and more daring.

 

"What if we did get caught? Then what?" Seto tried to grab the younger's wrists, but that was easier said then done, seeing as he had to guess.

 

Mokuba easily moved his hands when Seto tried to grab them, "That would be slightly amusing....we haven't been caught yet, I think we'll be fine." He said, still smirking, and he pushed Seto's pants down slightly.

 

"We're going to be caught sooner or later if you continue to do things like this..." It was once again one of those times where he wasn't sure if he wanted his brother to stop or continue...

 

Mokuba sighed slightly, "Sheesh, why don't you learn to live a little..." He reached into Seto's pants, and grabbed him. He pushed Seto's pants down even further, and ran his tongue up the entire length.

 

Seto bit down on his tongue to keep quiet, though was unable to suppress the shiver that ran down his spine. Why did his brother do these things?

 

Mokuba smiled and brought the tip of Seto's length into his mouth, and sucked hard. His hands traced patterns along Seto's inner thighs. This game would be a bit more interesting if Seto would moan, or make some sort of noise. He moved one hand to grip the base of Seto's erection, and began to pump it slowly.

 

The brunette choked back a moan, a whimper barely escaping his throat as he fought to stay silent, though finding that rather difficult. The only reason he had any control at the moment was because there a fairly high chance that one of the maids could come into the room, and that wasn't something they could afford.

 

Mokuba pulled his head back and continued to pump him quickly. He ran his tongue over Seto's length, giving it short quick licks all around the head, "Nnn...I guess you don't like it very much..." He muttered, "Maybe I should just stop..." He licked at it again, "Do you want me to stop, Niisan?" He asked, smirking once again.

 

What kinda of question was that? He didn't know what he wanted himself, how was he supposed to answer that? The smart thing to do was to tell Mokuba that he did want him to stop, and then to retreat to a cold shower... Of course, the logical part of his brain wasn't exactly working at the moment given the situation. "...Don't... stop, Mokuba."

 

Mokuba's smirk widened at this, and he removed his hand from his brother's arousal. He licked from the bottom to the tip, and then blew on it with cold air, before taking as much as he could into his mouth, and sucking hungrily at it.

 

A soft moan slipped through his lips without Seto even realizing it, too focused on what his brother was doing with his mouth to care at that point.

 

He ran his tongue along one of the sensitive veins on the bottom of the shaft, as he continued to suck at it. He wanted to hear his brother cry out in pleasure, but the small moan would do for now...

 

Some part of his mind was still concerned about getting caught, and the fact that he could do little if that happened. Word of reason though was being overridden by pleasure though, which was making it more and more difficult for Seto to remain silent. He was praying he would manage it, since he was so close...

 

Mokuba continued with what he was doing. He could sense his brother was close, and debated on whether or not to...extend this little situation. He pulled back slightly, and smirked around the length in his mouth. He gripped the base of Seto's arousal tightly, thus preventing the release that would have happened in a few moments, and he continued to suck at the head of his length.

 

Seto whimpered slightly, though couldn't think clear enough to do anything about the problem that he now had... What was going through his brother's thoughts?

 

Mokuba pulled back all the way, and looked up at Seto, still keeping his tight grip. "You know...if you asked..." He said, and used his other hand to trace two fingers up and down the elder's length. One of these days, he would get Seto to ask him for it...

 

He wasn't that desperate... Seto only shook his head, unable to voice his thoughts at the moment, trying to steady his breathing and will the flush to leave his cheeks.

 

Mokuba shrugged his shoulders, "Suit yourself..." He tightened the hold he had on Seto, before going back to using his mouth to torture the elder.

 

Oh shit... He had hoped his brother would simply stop altogether, not continue! Seto squirmed in his seat, desperately trying to think of a way to get out of this... why did he want to stop his brother from continuing again?

 

Mokuba twitched slightly, and squeezed him slightly, before relaxing back to the hold he had before. "Stop squirming so much..." He muttered, running his tongue along the heated piece of flesh, "I'd rather not choke..."

 

"Mokuba..." He really wasn't being given much choice, now was he? He gripped the armrests tightly, trying to keep himself still, and failing horribly... "...s-stop."

 

"But Niisan! It's only now starting to get fun!" He protested, and continued on with what he had been doing, "You don't really want me to stop...You know that..."

 

Seto choked on the moan that was fighting to leave his lips, refusing to give in. "Mokuba... you... n-need to... stop."

 

"Nnn...Why do I 'need' to stop? I would imagine you need to be finish..." He continued to work his tongue around the organ, "Would really be satisfied with a cold shower at this point?"

 

Seto shook his head, trying to straighten out his thoughts. "You need to... because..." Damn his brother and his mouth! He couldn't even get a sentence out fully.

 

"Because...?" He continued on with what he was doing, before bringing his brother's length back into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down.

 

Well really, he only needed to get two words out, and it should be enough for his brother to know why he wanted him to stop now. "Kitchen... people..." Any sound to loud and it would be heard, considering that the dining room and kitchen were next to each other...

 

Mokuba decided he would be nice, and stop torturing his brother. He released the hold he had on Seto's member, and continued to suck him.

 

Seto had to bite down on his tongue to keep himself from crying out, a coppery taste filling his mouth moments later. Well that was one problem solved...

 

Mokuba swallowed the salty fluid that filled his mouth moments later, and he let Seto's limp member fall from his mouth, "There..." He said and patted Seto's thigh, "That wasn't so bad." He said, and crawled back under the table to his side, and sat back in his seat.

 

Seto exhaled shakily, before quickly redoing his pants, not wanting to take any chances. He slipped down in his seat slightly, running a hand through his hair.

 

Mokuba smiled slightly, “Hope I didn't wear you out too much...I still have quite a bit planned for tonight." he said and winked slightly.

 

Seto wasn't sure if he was looking forward to the evening or not... It all depended on how his brother behaved. He could only nod and silently curse at the fact that he had bitten his tongue hard enough to bleed.

 

Mokuba sighed slightly, and rested his head on one of his hands, "And now I'm bored again...We can't really do anything since Jana said she was coming back again."

 

"Jana always calls before she comes over... It would give us fair warning..." Seto murmured.

 

Mokuba smirked as he looked to his brother, "Well then...Should we head upstairs?" He asked, standing up from his chair.

 

The brunette's only response to that was to push back in his seat before standing, staying by the table until the younger led him out.

 

Mokuba licked his lips slightly, "I need to grab something from the kitchen real quick..." He walked out of the room, and came back minutes later, with a can of whipped cream. The teen walked over to Seto and took his hand, "Alright...Lets go." He said, and led him out of the dining room.

 

Seto had actually forgotten what the other had said before when he mentioned the whipped cream... The look of confusion on his face was proof of that, but he didn't bother saying anything and simply followed Mokuba.

 

Mokuba looked back at Seto, before leading him up the stairs silently. He hurried down the hall to Seto's room, and practically pulled Seto into it. He was certainly worked up from before...

 

"You seem rushed..." He stated simply, smirking the slightest bit before leaning back against the wall.

 

Mokuba grabbed one of Seto's hands, and placed the can of whipped cream in it, "It's time for dessert..." He said, and kissed Seto lightly upon the lips.

 

Seto was confused for a moment before ignoring the want to know what had been placed in his hand, and instead focusing his attention on returning the kiss and deepening it.

 

Mokuba grabbed Seto's shoulders, and lead him over to the bed. He sat down, and pulled his brother down with him. He now worked at unbuttoning Seto's shirt, as he continued to kiss him.

 

He moaned into the kiss and began to grind against the teen forcefully. Seto set the can down next to the pillows, before moving his hands down to rest on Mokuba's hips.

 

Mokuba whimpered slightly, and wrapped his legs around Seto's waist, as he continued to grind against him. He was still extremely aroused, and very needy. The teen completely forgot about removing Seto's clothes...the only thing he was focused on was his crotch.

 

Seto chuckled quietly, before moving to nip at Mokuba's neck lightly for a moment before speaking. "Weren't you working on undressing me?" He whispered.

 

Mokuba nodded his head, "Uh huh..." He fumbled with the rest of the buttons on Seto's shirt, and pulled it away clumsily. He bit his bottom lip slightly, before grinding against him again, "Ah…please...Need you..."

 

He continued to grind against the teen, but not with quite as much force as he knew the other would have preferred. "What did you have planned, Mokuba?"

 

Mokuba whimpered slightly, and put more force into his movements, to make up for the lack of force in Seto's, "Ah...D-dessert..." He muttered, "Nnn...The whipped c-cream..."

 

Seto removed his hands from Mokuba's hips, one hand moving up to search for the can. Once he had it, he straddled the younger's waist, and ceased grinding against him altogether.

 

Mokuba whined pathetically when Seto completely stopped. He stared up at Seto, mouth hung open slightly, "P-please"

 

Seto shook his head, smirking slightly. "What am I doing with this?" He asked, shaking the can. "We aren't going to get anywhere unless you tell me what you had planned."

 

Mokuba smirked, and looked up at him, "You said you had your appetite back...Use your imagination." He said with a wink, and waited to see what his brother would say to this.

 

What could he do though? Seto could understand it if there positions were reversed... What the hell was he supposed to do if he couldn't see? His expression fell the slightest bit and he shook his head, before tossing the can of whipped cream aside.

 

Mokuba blinked, and shrugged, "Fine, fine, Just take me...If I have to wait much longer I'll explode..." He muttered, and pulled Seto down into a kiss.

 

Seto grinned though, "You'll learn to be patient then..." He shifted slightly to grind down into the other, though putting little force behind the action as he moved down the teen's neck, nipping and licking at the skin.

 

Mokuba bit his bottom lip, whining slightly, “Ah....Niisan...I know you were getting annoyed by rushing things...but you got me all worked up...we can do whatever you want tonight, I promise...Just…ah…please" He whined, gripping Seto's shoulders.

 

Seto pressed himself flush against the teen, "Please what?" He undid the others pants, pushing them down slightly. "I don't know what you want if you don't say anything..."

 

Mokuba twitched slightly. Why did Seto get to do this and he couldn't? It wasn't fair! "Niisaaaan~!" He lifted his hips the best he could.

 

"Hm...?" He lazily stroked the younger, shifting so that he couldn't move against him to obtain any friction.

 

He gripped the sheets tightly in his hands, "A-ah...you're t-terrible...Niisan..." His chest heaved up and down, as his breathing was heavy, "P-Please....j-just take me...."

 

"Mm... Maybe I should leave you like this for a bit more, hm? You did the same to me." Seto grinned, before pinning his brother to the bed, not giving him any room to move.

 

Mokuba gulped. He now seriously regretted his activities in the dining room, "Niisan please! I'm sorry... I won't ever do it again!"

 

Seto seemed to contemplate this for a moment, but simply gave the raven haired teen a smirk before he went about teasing the skin on Mokuba's neck.

 

Mokuba growled slightly, "Niisan! This isn't fair at all...Niisaaaan!!" He whined again, and tried to thrust his hips up, to find some sort of friction for his needy arousal.

 

"How isn't this fair?" He shifted his legs slightly to get a better position in keeping Mokuba's pinned, not wanting him to get want he wanted quite yet...

 

Mokuba thought about it for a few moments, "Erm...I'm not sure, actually...But it isn't!!" He complained, and tried to wriggle his way away from Seto, but it didn't work out to well.

 

"Ne... Unless you can come up with a reason why it isn't fair..." Seto smirked before nipping playfully at his brother's neck, "I'm not moving."

 

Mokuba frowned slightly, and stopped struggling, "You're just being mean now!" He said, sounding slightly annoyed, "Get up so I can take a shower! Because you're obviously not going to do anything!"

 

Seto moved off of the younger after a bit, moving to sit back against the headboard. "Do what you want then." He said simply.

 

Mokuba blinked slightly. He wasn't actually expecting Seto to move... "Niisaaaan!! I don't want to take a shower...I want to be with you…" He said, and lightly tugged on his arm.

 

"Then you wouldn't have said anything about showering if that were the case." Why was he even doing this again? Sure, his brother had tortured him with that damn tongue of his, but why did his revenge always end up being more then what his brother had done?

 

Mokuba frowned slightly, and moved off of the bed, "Fine then..." He sighed slightly, and stood up, heading for the bathroom.

 

Seto stayed put, merely listening from his spot on the bed. He was contemplating with himself on whether or not to follow after the other, though had to wonder if it would do more harm then good…