Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seduction of Ice ❯ Chapter 4 ( Chapter 4 )
Summary: Yami finds out that his hikari is not pure and innocent the hard way when he loses a duel and has to hold up his end of a bet: seducing the iciest businessman in Domino.
Dedication: For you, Beckster...you *did* request it, after all.
Disclaimer: Not mine!
//...// Yami to Yugi
/.../ Yugi to Yami
*~* change of scene
*** change of perspective
Warning: limey content, yaoi ... I nearly pity Kaiba-kun. Nearly.
Chapter 4
Yami glanced at Yugi skeptically, not exactly comfortable with the wide grin on his hikari's lips...or the identical expression Ryou was sporting. "Aibou...what have I told you about stealing the McDonald's sugar packets and eating them during class?"
Yugi mock-glared at his darker half and earned a small chuckle from the spirit.
Ryou cut in before his short friend could attack his Yami by resting a hand on Yugi's shoulder. "Yami no Yugi...we weren't stealing sugar-"
"-not this time," Yugi cut in, still glaring...though the grin on his lips ruined the overall effect.
"We're just glad we caught you before you went in there," Ryou continued, completely ignoring the shorter duelist, and gesturing at the cafeteria entrance to their right. "We came up with a back-up plan this morning."
Yami quirked an eyebrow, "A...back-up plan?"
Yugi nodded, his glare fading as his expression brightened. "Yeah. We're going to throw a party. So if this doesn't work for whatever reason...you'll get another chance. And even if it does work, you'll have another opening for more Kaiba-torture."
The spirit's second eyebrow joined the first. "Party?"
Ryou grinned. "Costume party, to be more specific...though we're still trying to come up with a theme..."
"But we have a few ideas," Yugi put in. "Anyway, we'll talk about this later. Look, there's Kaiba-kun. Off you go, Yami."
The ancient Pharaoh winced slightly as he glanced into the cafeteria. "Yugi...I'm not certain that this is a good idea..."
"Well, you don't have a choice," the hikari replied brightly, giving his other half a gentle shove in the direction of the dark corner where the brunette was sitting...alone, of course. "Now off you go...we'll distract Jou and the others."
Yami sighed, offering his light a half-smile before he slipped into his game mask and entered the cafeteria with all of his regal grace.
*~*
Seto Kaiba sighed softly as he seated himself at his usual lunch table...in the darkest corner of the cafeteria. There were three empty tables on either side of him...his glares always managed to keep everyone away, members of the friendship orgy included.
However, today was a day where the Gods were laughing at him, and where the fates conspired to add their own little twist.
Ice blue eyes widened only a fraction as Yami approached him, but her recovered from his surprise quickly and quirked an eyebrow as the former Pharaoh sat in the chair to his left. The spirit had yet to make eye contact, and seemed to be completely ignoring him...his attention was solely focused on his lunch.
With a soft grunt (he wasn't sure whether it was out of amusement or annoyance) he turned back to his small lunch. A few moments of silence passed, and Yami had yet to speak. Still curious and a little apprehensive, Seto slipped his laptop out of its bag and set it on the table, flipping it open with the flick of a thumb. He waited patiently for it to boot up as he took another sip of the water bottle he'd gotten from the cafeteria. He didn't know what Yami was up to...but he suspected it was much more than some sort of 'silent treatment'.
***
He waited patiently, carefully watching the brunette beside him out of the corner of one crimson eye. The first part of his strategy was already in play. Confuse the opponent, make him think. And Kaiba certainly looked confused, if only to those who knew how to read un-emotions. Seto was almost totally consumed with ignoring him and focusing on the laptop that he couldn't possibly predict Yami's next move...or at least the spirit hoped that this was the case.
Stage two of the strategy: surprise. Oh yes, the element of surprise was a very powerful thing indeed...and Yami intended to exploit this to the very extreme. He finished off the last of his lunch and then leaned back in his chair as he flipped open Kaiba's book for their English project. His eyes skimmed the page, quickly picking up where he'd left off, and he kept up this act for a full two pages. Only then did he chance a glance at the brunette beside him, and he quickly squashed the urge to smirk. Seto was talking on his cell phone.
Perfect.
Casually, he dropped a hand beneath the table, his slender fingers landing gently Seto's leg, just above his knee. He quickly shifted his gaze back to his book, knowing that Kaiba couldn't react while on the phone and in such a public environment. He didn't dare look up to see the brunette's reaction to his touch, but he swore he heard a slight pause in the CEO's sentence.
He stilled all movement, shifting back to stage one, and during the next two pages of his book his fingers barely twitched.
By then, Kaiba's phone call still hadn't finished, and he seemed to have grown accustomed to the presence of a hand on his leg. One half of his attention was occupied with the phone and the other was attempting to pull up a series of files on the laptop.
Yami played his next card just as Kaiba started barking out orders to his subordinates on the other line. His hand slipped further in between the brunette's legs, his fingers dancing along the seam of the black slacks. His eyes remained riveted on his book, but his mind was completely elsewhere as he worked his way towards a certain...destination.
His hand came to a stop at the juncture of thigh and hip, his smallest finger running ever so slowly up and down the leg in what could only be considered a teasing touch.
"Kaiba..." he murmured in a silky-soft voice that Yugi had proclaimed 'sexy' the night before. He was certain that Kaiba could hear every word he was saying, no matter the noisy cafeteria or the phone still raised to his ear. The brunette's breathing was beginning to get a little ragged, and if Yami had dared to take a closer look, he would have noticed a frantic look in usually calm sapphire eyes.
"Do you know what I want?" he continued, his fingers squeezing slightly to accentuate his words. He paused for a moment, his hand moving to gently cup the growing bulge in the CEO's (most likely expensive) pants. "I want you inside of me..." he murmured as he flipped the page in his book one-handedly. "I want you to fuck me raw. I want to feel you shoot your hot seed inside of me, Kaiba Seto..."
His talented fingers made quick work of the fly on the brunette's slacks before they slipped inside.
"I want to suck you off...twice...I have quite a bit of experimenting I'd like to try. And most of all, I want to take you, Seto Kaiba. I want to take you and hear you scream my name over and over..."
Yami did smirk as he wrapped his long, slender fingers around the silky skin of Kaiba's shaft, squeezing gently before tracing random patterns along the base. He ran his thumb over the slit, spreading the sticky wetness leaking from the tip. The spirit managed to keep his gaze on the book with quite some effort as his fingers continued to stroke Kaiba's length in a steady rhythm.
Seto hissed as the cool fingers teased his heated skin, and was close to ignoring the incompetent, bumbling man on the other line. Mutou's little 'speech' certainly hadn't helped matters...but he supposed the shorter teen had planned it that way. Of course, he'd brought this on himself.
He'd played into Yami's strategy almost perfectly by letting himself get distracted. A mistake he didn't plan on repeating...but there wasn't much he could do about it now. He stifled a groan as nails raked lightly over his sensitive skin, instead focusing his attention on a growl directed at the employee on the phone.
"I'll...call you back later," he muttered hurriedly (with little conviction) before snapping his phone shut and nearly dropping it onto the table. But he managed to keep his composure together as he set it down carefully beside his laptop. His hand was shaking.
He glanced at the screen and winced. He had a word processor open, and there was a page of 'j's already completed. In an attempt to relieve some of the tension in his groin one of his fingers had stiffened on that key. The letter was still scrolling across the screen. With considerable effort, he managed to lift his hand from the keyboard and settled for gripping the edge of the table instead.
He was surprised it didn't crack.
He closed his eyes momentarily in an effort to regain his 'cool'...but this only resulted in an image of wine red eyes staring up at him and a ridiculous amount of smooth, tanned, sculpted skin.
Yami smirked as he cast a sideways glance at Kaiba. The brunette had his eyes shut.
"Can you see it, Kaiba?"
Mutou was nearly purring...Damnit, he was so close...
Close to what, he didn't really want to know. Especially not in the school cafeteria.
Deciding to toy with the CEO's imagination, Yami changed tactics, choosing his words with exquisite care.
"Can you see my lips around your cock, Seto?" he questioned, keeping his voice that same low tone. "Can you see my skin, naked against your bed sheets? I can see it, Kaiba...but if you want it to happen, you are going to have to end this game."
By the end of his last sentence, his voice had regained its strong, regal nature, and his book had snapped shut.
Before Seto could register what was happening...Yami, Yami's school bag, and Yami's lunch tray were gone. He had been left alone, flustered, with his pants undone, and a much bigger (or should he say harder?) problem than he cared to face at school. Oh, he could just hear the rumors now.
Bah, what did rumors matter?
What did matter was that Yami had regained the upper hand.
If the scores were considered...the former Pharaoh was way ahead.
Way, way ahead.
*** TBC ***
Well...another chapter finished. Yes, you should be this surprised. Don't know when the next one will be out...hopefully sooner than later. *nods* Hope you liked it!