Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seduction: The Secret Life ❯ Seduction 8 ( Chapter 8 )

Seduction: The Secret Life

Author: Diablo Bella

Rating: R

Pairing(s): Eventual Seto x Mokuba

Type: Yaoi / Incest

Spoilers: None

Status: Multi-part (8/?)

Dedicated: To all of you reviewers out there (you rock!!) XD To Tanya Maxwell and Shakster, for your never-ending support, encouragement and inspiration! Love ya all!

Disclaimer: Don't own Yugioh or anything related to it, if I did … well lets not go there ^_~

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!

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Feeling the warmth from the sunlight draw over his eyelids, Seto instinctively groaned and turned away from it, smooshing his head further into the pillow. Fully intending to fall back asleep, Seto grumbled once again as he heard the annoying ring of a cell phone.

With a curse, he reached his hand forward and snatched the device, answering the call.

"Kaiba" came his usual stoic answer, tinged with a trace of sleepiness.

He received a snort of laughter in response.

"Kaiba, eh? God Mokuba, all you need to do is chop off your dick, and you've become your brother!"

"What?" Seto raised an eyebrow.

"Are you hungover? You sound like shit …"

His eyes widened in realization - this wasn't his phone, it was Mokuba's. He looked around … he was still in Mokuba's room.

"Who is this?" Seto questioned suspiciously, wandering who had the balls to insult him to his brother's face.

"What, you don't remember? It was just last night that you were moaning my name as I had my lips wrapped around your dick."

"Last night?! What the hell?!" Seto removed the phone from his ear and looked down at the screen to determine the caller.

-*Millennium Rod-Sucker*-

Seto scrunched his face at the mental image said name created and quickly flipped the phone closed, ending the call. He replaced the phone back into it's previous location, making a mental note to ask Mokuba who `Millennium Rod-Sucker' was.

With a stretch, he got up from Mokuba's bed, snorting in amusement at the fact that there were more pillows and blankets on the floor then on the actual bed - undoubtedly Mokuba's doing. Shaking his head at Mokuba's sleeping habits, he made his way into the hallway, idly wandering where his brother had gotten off to.

"Mokuba?" He was answered with no reply.

With a shrug, he decided to search for his brother. Heading into his room, he heard a faint splash coming from the outside pool.

`So that's where the little vixen has gotten off to…' Seto smiled as looked out the window, spotting Mokuba in the pool below.

He grabbed his swimming shorts and threw them on before he headed downstairs, intent on joining his brother in the pool. Cutting through the kitchen to go outside, Seto smiled as he spotted a cup of coffee Mokuba had left for him on the counter. Draining the cup, he stepped outside, the noise of splashing escalating as he drew nearer. He leaned against a tree and watched as Mokuba did a few laps.

Mokuba was getting out of the pool again, this time heading towards the diving board. Seeing the way the sun caused Mokuba's water-slick abs to ripple in the sunlight, he licked his lips appreciatively. He eyed the way Mokuba's swimming shorts clung to his toned body.

`For someone who doesn't work out often, he sure has a hot body…'

Stepping forward to notify Mokuba of his presence, Seto grinned inwardly at the sight of Mokuba's familiar smile.

Jogging towards him, Mokuba threw his arms around his brother in a hug, instantly soaking him.

"Hey! You did that on purpose!" Seto tried to shake some water off.

"Maybe…" Mokuba smirked. "You gonna punish me?"

"Do you want me to?"

"Well, I have been naughty…"

Seto laughed at Mokuba's squawk of surprise as he lifted the raven-haired teen off his feet and promptly dumped him into the pool.

Two hands appeared at the edge of the pool, as Mokuba pulled himself out, shaking the water from his shaggy hair. "Oh, you are SO dead!" warned Mokuba before he ran after Seto.

"Oh shit" Seto said playfully, running away from Mokuba, allowing the other to chase him.

He ran the length of the pool, bare feel smacking the pavement with each step he took. Seto threw a glance behind his shoulder, expecting to see the exuberant teen running after him.

He stopped in his tracks as he failed to spot Mokuba.

"What the…?" Seto questioned, looking around for Mokuba. He suddenly felt himself falling into the pool as Mokuba snuck up behind him and pushed him in, laughing at Seto's yelp of "oh fuck" before he fell into the pool with a splash. Not wasting a moment, Mokuba jumped in after Seto, laughing as a water-fight commenced.

An hour later, the two emerged from the pool, exhausted, and flopped down onto the pool deck as the sun began to dry them off.

"Gods that was fun, I can't even remember the last time I had that much fun with you" Mokuba stated, resting his head on Seto's shoulder.

"Hmmm…" Seto ran his hands through Mokuba's hair.

"Hey… aren't you suppose to be working or something today?" Mokuba twisted his head to look up at his brother.

"I took the day off"

Mokuba blinked. Seto hadn't taken a day off since… well Mokuba couldn't even remember. "Why?"

Seto shrugged his shoulders. "Wanted to spend the day with you"

"Really?!" Mokuba remarked as he crawled atop Seto, promptly giving him a light peck on the lips.

Suddenly flipping their positions, Seto straddled him, placing a hand behind Mokuba's head as he moved forward to kiss him fully on the lips. Hearing Mokuba moan, Seto was snapped out his revere and broke the kiss.

"Let's get something to eat" Seto got to his feet and helped Mokuba up before he proceeded into the kitchen.

`Okay, that kiss was impulsive … I should've held back, let him be the one to make the first move … I don't want to push him into anything. But gods, after last night, it's now nearly impossible to hold myself back…'

Rummaging through the cupboard for something to eat, Seto thoughts were interrupted as he was abruptly pinned against the counter by Mokuba's lean body.

"You're such a tease, just leaving me like that!" Mokuba exclaimed, causing Seto to smirk as he felt Mokuba's hard-on against his thigh.

"Aren't you hungry?" Seto took in Mokuba's flushed cheeks.

"The only thing I wanna taste right now is you" Mokuba pulled their bodies close as he leaned in to kiss the other, running a hand across Seto's chest, tweaking a nipple in the process.

Deepening the kiss, Seto moaned as he felt Mokuba move a hand lower to remove his shorts. `…Oh Gods … I'd say he's leading this …'

Seto broke the kiss for air as Mokuba brought his lips to his neck, teasing the skin as he sent jolts of pleasure through his brother's body.

"Oh fuck …" Seto panted, unable to make coherent speech as Mokuba's hands curled around his length while as his mouth closed over a nipple. Burying his hands in Mokuba's hair, he threw his head back in ecstasy as Mokuba moved his lips lower, pumping Seto's shaft harder.

"What do you want me to do Seto?"

"I-I … just do … ahhh"

"Say it"

Seto arched into Mokuba's hand, hissing as Mokuba fondled his balls.

"Do you wanna fuck my face with your swollen dick?" Mokuba smirked, licking Seto's tip teasingly.

Seto moved back, propping himself up against the edge of the counter as Mokuba moved a hand to spread his legs further apart. Swirling his tongue once again around the tip, Mokuba moved to take him into his mouth, when -

"Oh Shit" A pair of keys dropped to the floor as Bakura's eyes went huge, a look of utter surprise on his face.

Quickly pushing himself off the counter, Seto grabbed his shorts and shoved them on before advancing on Bakura with a growl. Grabbing a fist load of his shirt, he shoved him roughly against the wall, pushing his forearm against Bakura's throat.

"What the FUCK are you doing here?!" Bakura narrowed his eyes at Seto.

"Seto, let go of him!" Mokuba shoved Seto off Bakura, throwing an arm across Bakura's chest to hold him back. Mokuba caught the flash of jealousy in Seto's eyes and lowered his arm.

"Explain" Seto tone was cold.

Bakura scowled and picked up the keys he had previously dropped. "I came to return Mokuba's Mercedes. I called to let him know, but some dumbass answered his phone"

"That was me" Seto snapped, glaring at Bakura.

"Exactly-" Bakura was interrupted by Mokuba.

"Bakura don't"

Noticing the look of apprehension on Mokuba's face, Bakura silently handed him the keys before he turned around and left the room. Shaking his head, he headed towards the foyer.

Opening the front door, Bakura was stopped in his tracks as he suddenly felt the familiar coldness of a blade being pressed against his throat.

"Speak a word of this to ANYONE and I swear to God, I'll make sure you regret it" Bakura recognized Seto's voice.

Before he could even respond, he was shoved out of the house, the door being slammed behind him.

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Sorry about the late update!! I blame it all on RL!! *shakes fists at RL* I really hope you enjoyed it! Please leave a review and let me know what you think! I should have the next chapter up soon! Thanks!

-Diablo