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Sweet Deceit

(Single Chapter)

Pairing: Malik(Namu)xSeto

Warnings: Yaoi, kissing, deception XD

Authors Note: Noooo i don't own either of them, okay? Okay. Wish i did but i don't. I'm not making any money off this so blah. And I wanted to try out this pairing, since a few people have done YamiMarikxSeto, I wanted to do Hikari MalikxSeto, and this is what turned out. Malik is under his Namu disguise, and is using trickery against Seto. XD Yay for deception! On with the story.

A smooth palm of a tan hand caressed along the silken skin of the cheek beneath it. Hazy amethyst eyes drowned in arrogant sapphire orbs, a lazy smirk forming on pale lips which parted to speak..

"You seem to like touching me.." a low husky baritone purred, a light almost feminine chuckle met the other boys ears, sending a shiver sliding down his back...the blue eyed male moved his hands to the slim hips of the tanned boy in front of him, resting his cheek against the slim strip of tan skin presented to him, feeling the heat that boy had soaked up form the sun, earlier that day...

"You as well, seem to enjoy touching me..." the other murmured, a small giggle leaving his throat, sliding a hand around the back of the other's head, feeling those silken chestnut locks twine around his fingers, releasing the cowlicks that had been ruthlessly gelled into non existence, smiling lightly at the feeling of the hair, as the blue eyed one watched him quietly, under a fringe of dark brown lashes...his lithe body shifted closer in the seat he was in, turning his head slightly, brushing his lips along heated silken skin, causing the tanner one to laugh quietly, sliding his fingers through the chestnut hair, breaking the barrier the gel had on it, as his shirt was pushed up some more by questing fingers, giggling as his belly button was kissed, those searching fingers parting his shirt, baring his chest to the other...the tan one shivered, as those piercing blue eyes stared into his own...

"Namu..." he heard the other huskily whisper..."Mine..." Malik shivered. Yes. He knew he was deceiving the other, and the costs were very high...feeling those long fingers caress his tan skin, he moaned softly..

"Yours...." he murmured, his amethyst eyes shining softly, as his chest and stomach were gently worshiped...blinking back into reality, he heard the other's soft voice..

"No...no one has to know...that we're working together to get Slypher.." Malik let out another giggle, tilting the other's chin up, and bending down some, his mouth pressed against the taller boy's, Seto moaned lightly into his mouth, his hands moving to cup those tan cheeks, shivering as the platinum blonde hair the other teen had brushed his hands teasingly, slowly guiding the Egyptian into his lap, the 16 year squirming into his lap to get comfortable, throwing an arm around the brunette's neck, gasping lightly as Seto's mouth teased his bare neck, having removed his golden arm, neck and wrist bands so the other boy could do exactly what he was doing. Malik purred a little, as he felt the pull of the Millennium Rod behind him, laying innocently on the desk, Kaiba had paid little attention to it, as he continued to kiss his neck, Malik felt his body tighten..

"Oh Namu...so divine...when I become Game King...will you stay with me..?" Seto whispered against his neck softly, Malik smirked a bit, but replaced it with a charming smile...

"Of course.." it was a dreadful lie, but he smiled brightly to the CEO who's hands tightened on his waist some, Seto's blue half open with lazy pleasure. The young Egyptian reveled in his plan, which so far was going accordingly: Seduce Kaiba (got that done, took not a few days and a little help from the Millennium Rod), gain his trust (got that done, again with the Rod, so easily deceived this boy was..), take his God card (the boy would lose to him, and he -would- get it), and keep him as a slave. Malik smiled to himself as he cuddled into Seto's broad chest, parts 1 and 2 were going rather well, gaining his trust at first, without the Rod hadn't been very easy, but he accomplished it, he grinned to himself, as he interlaced their fingers

"Ah...Seto...koi.." He near grimaced at the word, "what are we going to do about...that Marik person..." he asked softly, tracing his fingers along Seto's cheek. It still amazed him how anyone could have such baby soft skin, and not have any facial hair...he trained his voice to innocent, and unassuming...Seto snorted and gently bite the top of his ear, causing Malik to jump slightly, in pleasure and surprise- wasn't expecting that! He moaned lightly, as Seto spoke into his ear..

"If he does anything to harm another duelist, I'll disqualify him. If he hurts you, Namu...just come and tell me...and I'll rip his throat out myself.." Malik trembled, and felt a thrill from those words, kill for him, huh? Malik leaned over, partially aroused from the previous touches, and claimed Seto's mouth hungrily, suckling on his lower lip, his fingers tangled in that kitten soft hair..

//Obelisk! Soon you'll be mine...not even Seto or that worthless Pharaoh will be able to stop me!\\ he thought to himself, as he threaded his arms around his neck, moaning against as Seto tugged him closer into his lap, arching a bit, as Seto's hands curved over his rear, moaning a soft "ahh...Namu.." against his lips.

Malik crawled from the bed, of the sleeping CEO, and pulled a sheet over his hips, moving to a window...he pressed his hand upon it, looking to the dark clouds they were flying through...a raging storm kept the pilots up and wary of their surroundings and their cargo. Lightning flashed from afar, lighting Malik's face up, shadows settling onto that pretty scowling face. His hands moved out, and with the sheet securely around his waist, he sifted to Seto's deck, until he found Obelisk, pulling it out and looking at it silently. He could steal it. He could leave and have Seto forget he ever got it, that it even existed and he could vanquish the Pharaoh, and that dippy little hikari of his, and...and....then what? What would he do? He realized that he only had the revenge of the Pharaoh in his mind, nothing else seeming important enough. Would he return to Egypt and live out his life comfortably? He sighed a bit, replacing Obelisk into the deck and straightening the deck, moving slowly to the bed again, and crawling back onto it, allowing himself to be drawn into the strong, warm embrace of Seto Kaiba, settling his head on his arm, and a hand on his chest, feeling that slow, thick heartbeat...he looked up into half aware sapphire eyes, which had opened when he crawled into the bed again, and gave a soft smile before letting his own heavy amethyst ones close. He felt himself pressed closer to warm skin, inhaling the soft musky scent of the taller teen, as he pictured paler skin, not the lovely light bronze of Seto, but of pale white skin, and blue tinged white hair, and arrogant, proud mahogany eyes. A psychotic smile gracing an angular face, and death stained hands sliding along his waist, that psychotic male nuzzling into his hair, as Kaiba was then. He sighed a bit, pressing closer into that heated form...//I suppose...Kaiba will have to do for now..\\.

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