Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Office Time ❯ Chapter 1

Office Time

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"Why am I here?"

"Because I called for you, of course."

Yami regarded Kaiba warily from the entrance, leaning against the doorframe. The CEO merely smiled coldly, folding his hands on his chest as he leaned back in his chair.

"And why did you call for me?"

"Because I wanted to see you."

"And why did you want to see me?"

"Goddammit, shut up!"

Yami smirked at having temporarily broken Kaiba's self-control. Feeling more confident, he entered the Kaiba Corporation's head office, sauntering forwards until he stood right in front of Kaiba's desk. He stared down at Kaiba, who met his gaze coolly, composed once more.

"Clear off my desk, would you?"

"…Huh?" Yami blinked intelligently at the coffee-haired teenager, who had risen from his seat and was currently towering over him.

"I said, clear the papers off my desk. Do you want me to hurt you?" Kaiba cocked his head mockingly, pulling a gun from his pocket.

Now staring down the silver barrel of Kaiba's pistol, Yami silently picked up a stack of papers and set them on the floor. Kaiba nodded, gesturing with the gun, until his spacious desk was free of everything except his computer.

Kaiba reached underneath his desk, pushing a button that withdrew the computer into the desk.

"Cool, eh?" Kaiba grinned falsely at the Pharaoh, who was blinking in awe at the mechanized desk. "Sit."

"What?"

"You heard me, bastard. Sit on the desk."

"Why?"

"If you ask me why one more time..." Kaiba waved the gun threatingly.

"No." Yami took several steps back, sneering as he spat at Kaiba's feet.

That had been a mistake.

Kaiba's eyes grew emotionless, pupils nearly disappearing. Livid now, he leveled the gun at Yami's forehead, lightly pressing the trigger.

"Be obedient. If you try something, I'll kill you."

Yami froze, back to the door. He didn't remember closing it….

"It's locked."

"I…. Why?" Yami locked eyes with the brunette, approaching defiantly.

"Silence, bastard."

Kaiba reached out and grabbed Yami by the shirt, caressing the silky leather before slamming him down onto the desk.

Jamming the gun barrel into Yami's mouth, Kaiba slowly lifted himself onto the hard mahogany, straddling Yami's hips.

"Wha a uck…" Yami growled around the cold steel, struggling to get away.

Kaiba bared his teeth in a not-quite-grin, and flipped a hidden switch with his foot. With a quiet whirring sound, manacles rose out of the desk near Yami's head, who then fully understood exactly what Kaiba had in store for him.

Ripping the gun out of his mouth with a sharp jerk of his head, Yami snapped at Kaiba, who slapped him and swiftly handcuffed Yami's hands to the desk.

Snarling, Yami jerked at the chains as Kaiba returned to his straddling position, smirking down at the bound Pharaoh.

"Not too loose, are they now? We couldn't have that, could we…?" Kaiba murmured to himself, narrowing his eyes. Lowering the gun, Kaiba dipped it between Yami's struggling legs.

Yami froze, and Kaiba chuckled under his breath.

"Does that feel good?" the brunette whispered.

"Damn you, K-Kaiba!"

Kaiba frowned, sliding the barrel up rapidly to rub against Yami's crotch.

Yami hissed sharply, trying to arch away from the CEO's pistol.

"Ah ha ha…No you don't." Kaiba growled, dropping his full body down onto Yami, who choked at the sudden weight.

"You're fucking heavy!"

"Shut up!"

Kaiba pumped the gun up and down, eliciting more gasps from Yami. Kaiba continued for a few more minutes, then tossed the gun aside in favor of his hand. Ripping Yami's belts apart, he jammed his hand into Yami's waistband, tearing the material to expose the Pharaoh's boxers.

"Heh, those aren't yours, are they?"

"Yugi is never going to forgive you for this!" Yami muttered, cursing as Kaiba foiled his attempt to knee the coffee-haired predator.

"Does he need to know…?" Kaiba licked his lips, sitting back up. Lifting himself up slightly, Kaiba yanked Yami's boxers down and off, tossing them onto the floor.

Yami shivered, though he couldn't tell if it was because of the humiliation, the sudden chill, or…No. He would do everything in his power to resist-

"AAH! Whatthefuckdoyouthinkyou'redoing?!

Kaiba chuckled around Yami's cock, burying his face in the Pharaoh's groin. Reaching up with his hands, he slid his tapered fingers beneath the smooth black leather and began toying with Yami's nipples.

"Fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you fuck you…." Yami chanted, unintentionally in sync with his spasms.

Kaiba bared his teeth in a vicious grin. Oh, he had him. Completely open for the taking, all defenses down….

Whipping out a leash he had stored in his pocket earlier, he quickly fastened it to Yami's collar and sat up, pulling the boy up with him.

"You are mine. Entirely mine." Kaiba murmured, licking the nape of Yami's neck, who twitched in his arms.

"H…It hurts…." Yami groaned, the leash on his collar stretching him forwards as far as the manacles would let him go, leaving his arms straining against the bonds behind him.

"Does it…?" Kaiba nipped around the collar, hands drifting downwards.

"A…ah… Nn…. ARGH!" Yami screamed, as Kaiba abruptly inserted two fingers into his hole. "Hurts hurts hurts ow ow!"

"You think this hurts?" Kaiba shoved Yami back down, using the leash wrapped around his wrist to force Yami onto his stomach.

Retrieving the gun, Kaiba replaced his fingers with the cold metal as he hastened to unbutton his pants.

"Oh…oh…." Yami moaned, tears beginning to drip off his nose and stain the mahogany surface of the desk.

"And…here we go." Kaiba sneered, removing the gun and pressing it to the back of Yami's head as he positioned his cock at Yami's entrance.

"N-no…. Please…."

"Oh, this is rich! How about you think of this as…fair and just retribution for what you did to me in my own tournament?!"

"I-I didn't wan..want to…it was dest-" Yami's ragged words were chopped off by a long shriek as Kaiba jerked and impaled his cock to the hilt.

"Heh…heheh…hehahah…!" Kaiba began laughing wildly, thrusting hard and fast, delighting in Yami's tearful moans as the Pharaoh gyrated beneath him.

"Ah…nn…o-oh…eh…ah…ah…uhR 30;." Yami's breath squeaked as he flailed. "E-eh…oh…oh..oh, oh, uh, wah! Ahh! N-no no no-" Yami's pained grunts ended in a wail as his cock pulsated, spraying his semen onto the two teenagers.

Kaiba cackled, slamming into Yami even harder, faster, harder, harder harder harder-

"Oh, this is fucking great wa ha ha ha ah ah ah eh uh oh yeah this is exactly uh what I needed oh ah to do oh yes uh uh eh oh-" Kaiba screamed with pleasure as he came inside Yami with one last thrust that surely bruised the hostage's hips.

"Well…I would…say…That that was…good…for today. I'll be expecting you same time tomorrow, or…." Kaiba told the twitching Yami, as he pulled out and began buttoning up his pants. Once more holding the gun to Yami's head, Kaiba forced him to stand up, retrieve his clothes, and stagger to the door.

"And remember…. Be obedient, or I'll kill you."

Yami summoned up the energy to spit at Kaiba.

Kaiba kicked him out the door, slamming it and pocketing the gun.

Yes, that had been worthwhile. Hopefully, he'd be able to devise new strategies for tomorrow and the next day…. Opening a desk drawer, Kaiba picked up a bundle of cleaning supplies and proceeded to wipe off the desk, carefully stacking his business reports back where they belonged.

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[…^___^;; *slurps at lemonade* I'm such a bad, twisted person. I have no clue what impels me to write these kind of stories… If you think this deserves a sequel, mention that in your review na no da! Onegai…!]