Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Seduction: The Secret Life ❯ Seduction 10 ( Chapter 10 )

Seduction: The Secret Life

Author: Diablo Bella

Rating: R

Pairing(s): Seto x Mokuba ... "Incest is best" ^_^

Type: Yaoi / Incest / GUYS FUCKING GUYS (if that's not your thing, LEAVE)

Spoilers: None (God, don't we wish?!)

Status: Multi-part (10/?) ... hopefully I can end it soon... ^_~

Dedicated: To Tanya Maxwell, D-Chan (here's your ficcage) and Shakster-Babe, for your never-ending support, encouragement, inspiration ... and ultimate corruption! ^_^ To all of you reviewers out there ... your words are amazing to hear, and they seriously never fail to inspire and encourage me ... *tear* (you rock!!) ^_^ Love ya all! … And *gasp* a special thanks to Kevin, for helping me out with this, even though you had no idea you were doing it!

Disclaimer: Don't own Yu-gi-oh 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?

A/n: Many sorry's for the late update!! No worries, I have somewhat of an idea of where I want to go with this!! Enjoy …

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"I'm not going" Seto stood his ground, arms folded across his chest from where he sat on the bed.

"Uh huh" Mokuba replied distractedly, throwing random shirts out of Seto's closet. He let out a frustrated sigh, finally emerging from the closet, a handful of clothing in his arms.

He dumped them onto the floor, placing both hands on his hips.

"Is that all you have!? Don't you have anything that looks … sexy?"

Seto gave Mokuba a look. "Sexy?"

Mokuba cocked his head to the side for a moment, eyeing his brother's profile.

"I think I might have something..." he stated critically.

"Forget it, I said I wasn't going" replied Seto, his arms still crossed around his chest from where he sat on the bed.

"But you said you would!" Mokuba reprimanded, taking a step closer to the bed with a pout.

"Well ... I was wrongfully influenced" Seto inelegantly replied.

"Influenced by what?" Mokuba raised an eyebrow, giving his brother a look.

"You" Seto countered, watching as Mokuba sat down near him.

Mokuba rolled his eyes. "Want me to influence you again?" He crawled closer to Seto.

"Don't waste your time, I can't possibly be influenced again" Seto replied, swallowing audibly as Mokuba removed his shirt; a toned chest was revealed to him.

"Oh really...?" Mokuba stuck his middle finger in his mouth, wantonly sucking on it as his other hand traveled down his abs.

"Okay, okay! I'll go!" Seto threw up his hands in defeat.

Mokuba smirked. "Great!" he said brightly, pulling Seto by the arm out of the room.

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Marik pushed Bakura off him, using the side of the couch to help himself up.

"This is why we don't fuck before a performance," Marik grumbled, trying to stand up straight.

Bakura swore, catching his appearance in a nearby mirror.

Marik ignored him as he limped by.

"Where are you going?" Bakura questioned, following Marik into the kitchen.

"I'm calling Seduction to cancel our performance tonight"

"It's too late to cancel, just get a replacement" Bakura snapped, grabbing two beers from the fridge.

He passed one to Marik.

"And where the hell do you expect me to get a replacement from?" Marik retorted, watching the cool smoke that emerged from the bottle as he opened it.

"Well Mokuba could always do an extra performance," Bakura suggested, grabbing the bottle-opener from Marik.

Marik's eyes narrowed at the mention of Mokuba's name.

Bakura slammed his beer down on the counter furiously. "Okay, seriously, I've had enough. Just tell me what the fuck your problem is!"

Marik took a swig of his drink, refusing to answer.

"What, you don't like the fact that it's his brother he's fucking or something? Since when have you become so goddam narrow-minded?" Bakura spat angrily, tired of Marik's behavior.

Marik rolled his eyes, taking another gulp of his beer.

"Well ...?" Bakura glared at Marik, waiting for him to comment.

"Listen, don't get your balls in a twist about my opinion; you're starting to sound like a woman," Marik finally retorted after a moment of silence.

Bakura gave Marik a look. "What?!"

"Stop acting like we're in some kind of relationship. You're not my fucking boyfriend" Marik snapped, narrowing his eyes at Bakura.

Bakura took a step towards him. "What do you mean I'm *not* your boyfriend?"

"You're just here because it's more convenient to fuck" Marik spat, as if it were the most obvious thing.

Bakura clenched his fists, taking a deep breath to restrain himself from lashing out at the man before him. "I KNEW this would've happened. You have some issues, you're so messed up - like you've been hit on the head a few too many times or something. Fucking you occasionally would've been okay, but YOU were the one who was pushing to have both Mokuba and I move in with you before Kaiba returned from his trip. Of course Mokuba declined, but I came, didn't I?! Why do you think I did that?!"

Marik gave him an incredulous look. "What, did you loose your balls or something?" he retorted with a chuckle, "this is why I shouldn't let you top. It causes you to loose sight of which role you really play; you begin to think of this as some kind of relationship.""

Bakura shook his head with a scowl. "How could you say we aren't in a relationship?"

Marik didn't reply, tossing his empty beer bottle into the sink before reaching forward to snatch Bakura's untouched bottle.

"Fine, I'm out. It's over," Bakura said through clenched teeth.

"There was nothing here to begin with," Marik pointed out, tilting his head back to take a sip of Bakura's beer.

Bakura narrowed his eyes. He reached forward and snatched his keys from where they were lying beside the stove.

"I'll be back for my stuff later. ... You know what, forget it - keep my shit, you're gonna need something to remind yourself of me while you're jacking off" spat Bakura, slamming the door behind him.

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"Seto" Mokuba sighed, "come out of the closet already". He ran a hand through his hair, slowly loosing patience as he glanced at the clock.

"No Mokuba, there is NO way I'm going out in public like this. I am Seto Kaiba, the CEO of Kai-"

"Just shut up and come out already," Mokuba snapped, standing up from where he sat on the bed.

The door opened with a click and out stepped Seto, arms once again crossed with a scowl on his face.

Mokuba's eyes traveled from his brother's head to toe, taking in the see-through sleeveless shirt and tight leather pants the other was wearing. He looked back up at Seto's face, unconsciously licking his lips.

Seto's expression lightened at the hungry look he was receiving from Mokuba. He uncrossed his arms. "I look sexy?"

Mokuba smirked, moving closer. "You look more than sexy" He reached forward and placed a hand on his brother's waist, liking the way Seto's torso showed through his shirt.

"I can't believe I have this sexy body all to myself ... I get hard just thinking about all kinds of things I could do to it" Mokuba ran a hand across Seto's chest.

"Hmmm, I could say the same for you" Seto replied, also licking his lips.

Mokuba's smile grew and he leaned forward to place a kiss on Seto's lips, moaning as Seto deepened the kiss, bringing a hand to cup Mokuba's ass. Mokuba broke the kiss after a few moments, slightly out of breath.

"Just wait until tonight," Mokuba whispered.

Seto smirked, allowing the other to drag him out of the room.

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"Fuck" Marik cursed, moments after the door was slammed. He walked over to the couch, collapsing onto it with a sigh. He ran a hand through his tousled hair.

He eyed Bakura's boxers lying on the floor nearby, his towel also discarded a few feet away.

"Damn Mokuba" Marik grumbled aloud. "This is all his fault. He should be here with ME, not distracted by some other guy … least of all his brother"

He reached over to grab a black object lying hidden on the shelf. "But that's okay," he fingered the gun lightly, "I'll just have to … eliminate … his distraction"

He smirked, arising from the couch with a malevolent glint in his eye. "Maybe that'll put both him and Bakura back in their place; make them return to where they should be - underneath me"

TBC

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hehehe ... Gods, I really feel bad for not updating in what feels like forever. Thanks to those who are still here with me *eyes various parties with a nod* and I'm sorry if I've lost a few of you *glares at various parties with middle finger sticking up* hehe JOKES!! I love you all!!

Well, I did start the next chapter ... feel free to leave me a review letting me know what you thought about this one! ^_^

And, no, to those who have asked, I did not die, I was just unconscious. Rough sex, what can I say? ^_~

MORE SOON!

*runs off with plot* (Yes Tanya and Shakster, although I had misplaced it, I've found my plot. Thanks for your encouragement in helping me finding it) ^_^