Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seduction: The Secret Life ❯ Seduction 1 ( Chapter 1 )

Seduction: The Secret Life

Author: Diablo Bella

Rating: R

Pairing(s): Eventual Seto x Mokuba

Type: Yaoi / Incest

Spoilers: None

Status: Multi-part (1/?)

Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh or anything related to it, if I did … well lets not go there ^_~ I also don't own Toxic by Britney Spears!

Summary: Influenced by Bakura and Marik, 18-year-old Mokuba finds himself sneaking out every night to strip and seduce at Club Seduction. What's Seto going to do once he discovers what his little brother is up to? Caution: Seto x Mokuba incest ^_~ ENJOY!

A/N: [ bla bla ] = song lyrics

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He carefully stuck his feet out of his window and quietly jumped down to the first floor balcony where he slid down the railings and onto the ground. Now that Seto was back from his three-month-long business trip to America, Mokuba realized that he had much to hide from his older brother. He now found himself every night, carefully sneaking out so that Seto wouldn't suspect a thing.

He knew it was wrong, he knew it was bad … but he just couldn't bring himself to face his older brother. The more he thought about it, the more real it became. What if he got caught? What would Seto do? What would he think? Would he understand that his little brother was not that innocent, naive child? No one knew about Mokuba's real life, about what he did at night, about his talent of seduction, about who he really was … no one, that is, but Bakura and Marik.

Mokuba felt the familiar twinge of guilt as he bent down to open the hidden trap door to the control panel for their security system located underground near their twelve-car garage. Mokuba was always sure to cover his tracks … to make sure he wasn't caught or seen - he was a Kaiba after all; he had a reputation to uphold for his brother's sake. He quickly hacked into the computer system and overrode the security system, turning it off. He grabbed his bag and placed a timer on the security system so that it would turn on once again after he left.

He quickly exited the underground control room and ran into the garage, missing his brother's blue eyes that were watching him through an upstairs window.

Mokuba felt the familiar rush of adrenalin as he swung his leg over his motorcycle, his baby, a classic Harley. Mokuba had been drooling over it for some time until Seto surprised him on his 18th birthday by finally getting it for him. Mokuba quickly shoved his helmet onto his head and took off.

The trip wasn't long, as he soon spotted the familiar setting of Seduction, the hottest VIP-only strip/night club in Domino. He was sure to go around back, so that he wouldn't draw any attention to himself. He was really becoming attached to this club, he felt alive and seductive as Kuro, his alias identity.

He remembered how nervous he had felt when he first came to Seduction with Bakura and Marik, his brother still being out of town at the time. Bakura and Marik had taken him to the back of the club to meet the owner/bartender, and Mokuba was instantly offered a job as a sexual entertainer on the spot without even auditioning!

Mokuba really started to hit the club scene after that, most of the time with Bakura and Marik. They were the ones after all who taught him how to dance, how to tease, how to strip … how to seduce.

Mokuba was, at the time, still naive in the sense that he really didn't realize just how sexy he was, how alluring, how seducing, how hot. Said naiveness changed, however, during those three months which Mokuba was left alone to his own devices after Seto had left for his business trip to New York. Bakura and Marik had thought it would be best if they invited themselves over so that they could keep an *eye* on the young Kaiba.

Most of those three months were well spent … if you asked Bakura or Marik … especially after they walked in on Mokuba coming out of the pool and discovered what he was packing. Mokuba, always the type that was into anything physical, had consequently developed a nice, toned body … not too buff, but toned and tanned to perfection. Mokuba's hair was still the same as ever - ink black and smooth as silk and just as long, falling around his face, bringing out his stormy gray eyes. Bakura and Marik thought it would be fun to make Mokuba their protégé and teach him how to properly use his body to please. Mokuba, reluctant to upset the pair, went along into his new "training".

`Not that it wasn't for any good', Mokuba mused as he remembered just how good he became under the extensive training of Bakura and Marik. He quickly picked up on the fine art of seduction, the lap dance, the strip tease, moved on to the pole, … and of course, one can't forget about the more sexual activities.

Mokuba chuckled to himself as stepped into his dressing room, quickly throwing off his shirt, sliding his jeans from his hips. He eyed his dressing room carefully, spotting his outfit: tight black leather pants that laced up on the sides, clinging to his body like second skin, and a white silk shirt that was impossibly tight, sleeveless, and had many smooth rips across it - showing much skin. His shirt looked like it was attacked by a knife-wielding Bakura, which Mokuba suspected it probably was. He quickly dressed and reached over to grab a bottle of extra-strength gel sitting on the table. Flipping his head over, he scrunched his hair, making it become wavy and wet, if drenched in water. Stepping towards the mirror, he outlined his eyes with black eyeliner, and covered the skin that was visible - which was quite a lot - with silver shimmer that would glisten in the light. Finally finished, he looked himself over once more in the mirror to double-check his appearance.

*bang*, came the sound of Bakura's fist as he knocked on the door.

"You have three minutes left, your set is next … you ready or do you want Candy to do another set?", came the familiar voice of Bakura, also an entertainer at Seduction.

"Naw, I'm good … the door's open, come in", Mokuba replied.

Mokuba turned around to face Bakura as the door opened. Bakura let out a low whistle and licked his lips, while eyeing Mokuba.

"Doesn't someone look utterably fuckable", Bakura commented, "you forgot your contacts … hurry up".

"shoot, thanks man", Mokuba replied, but Bakura had already left.

Mokuba grabbed the case where his different-colored contacts were held and pondered for a second … green or blue? A picture of Seto drifted across his mind and he grabbed the blue contacts. Once again facing the mirror, he carefully put on his contacts, instantly changing his eyes to a brilliant icy blue. Glancing once more at himself, he took a deep breath and stepped out of his dressing room and into the dingy lit hallway of backstage Seduction. He couldn't help his feeling of nervousness, but he knew that once the music would start, he could easily get lost in the rhythm and the erotica.

Naturally, when he had first started out as a stripper at Seduction, he allowed his mind to be filled with thoughts thought of his brother throughout his performance, as thinking about Seto always had a way of calming him. His brother was really the only one in his life that he felt safe around … the only one he felt loved by. He realized that he was the only one that truly cared, loved and understood Seto and hoped that his big brother felt the same way for him. No one else looked and felt about Mokuba the way his big brother did about him. Mokuba didn't know how his brother would react to his secret life, about his passion … to strip for pleasure, to share his body to those who craved to see it. In Mokuba's mind, man or women, it didn't matter, as none would ever be as good as his brother was in his eyes.

Mokuba's thoughts were interrupted as the black curtains he was standing in front of opened to reveal a red-faced Candy, a fellow stripper, clad only in high-heeled black boots.

"Oh Kuro!!", she squealed upon seeing Mokuba, and promptly gave him a peck on the cheek.

"Good luck", she murmured as she walked past, copping a feel of his ass as she passed him.

"Yea", he replied, as he took another deep breath, trying to calm his nerves as he stepped out onto the darkened stage. He wondered vaguely why he was so uneasy, as he wasn't new at this … true this was a new song and a new set he was doing, but it was much like his other sets. He shook his head to clear his uneasy feeling as the music began, and allowed his mind to wander as he started … he began to think about his brother.

He initially used to think about Seto to calm himself, but now thinking about his brother began to turn him on, and made him feel hotter … he began to imagine that it was his brothers hands, not his, that were roaming over his body ...

[ Baby, can't you see
I'm calling
A guy like you
Should wear a warning
It's dangerous
I'm fallin' ]

Touching him.

[ With a taste of your lips
I'm on a ride
You're toxic
I'm slipping under
With a taste of poison paradise
I'm addicted to you
Don't you know that you're toxic
And I love what you do
Don't you know that you're toxic ]

Teasing him.

[ Too high
Can't come down
It's in the air
And it's all around
Can you feel me now ]

Stripping him.

[ It's getting late
To give it up
I took a sip
From my devil cup
Slowly
It's taking over me ] {1}

Fucking him.

Mokuba was so into his performance, he didn't realize that the true cause of his uneasy feelings was sitting by the bar, staring at him in shock.

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"Isn't he fucking sexy?! …just look at that body … I'd like to have that wrapped around me", stated the bartender gazing at whom Seto was staring at on stage.

Seto removed his eyes from his little brother on stage and turned to glare at the bartender, "Isn't he a bit young for you? … Fucking perv" Seto replied with a sneer.

"What the fuck? Kuro ain't no kid, he's 22!", the bartender snapped back at the CEO before turning around to help out another customer.

Seto returned his glare to the stage … so many emotions were going through him. He knew that was Mokuba on stage … how could he not? He didn't know what to think, didn't know what to do … he didn't know if he should of followed Mokuba after he snuck out. He hated not being in control, hated not being able to protect his baby brother, hated what Mokuba was involved in, and hated all of the perverts in this place who was watching his little brother. He hated Mokuba's raw talent as a sexual entertainer … and worst of all, he hated himself for the fact that he was so turned on by it all.

TBC

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{1} Toxic by Britney Spears

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There you have it folks! I really hope you enjoyed it! Please leave me a review and let me know what you think!

-Diablo