Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Tell Tale Dreams ❯ Chapter One ( Chapter 1 )

[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]

(A/D/R::: Author's Dumb Ramblings) Um, there will be LEMON here, okies? Can't handle, don't READ!


~~Yami Speech ~~
** Hikari Speech **

Tell Tale Dreams
Chapter One (1)

Yami was tied to the bed, and he loved it. Seto could tell by the way he twisted and moaned whenever his large erection shifted beneath the navy blue silk sheet draped over his slim hips. The Pharaoh's wrists and ankles were bound securely to the four poster bed's wooden poles. It turned the captured one on like a spark to a flame; it turned Seto on just as bad. He knew that Yami loved being bound like so. No one else knew this, but Yami relished in being the submissive despite his dominant appearance.

Seto Kaiba's azure eyes scanned the slender body, glaring at the sheet that lay over his lover's hips when he met it. Those fine muscles shone with a light sheen of sweat; the tanned skin rippled as the tension beneath shifted, begging for release. Yami's pants and gasps filled the large room of the Kaiba Corp's CEO. He eventually let out a persuasive and wanton moan as he met with Seto's scrutinizing gaze.

" Are you just going to stand there?" he asked impatiently and weakly. His passion and desire made him most vulnerable, and Seto smirked, finally straddling HIS Pharaoh without touching him. Yami tried to thrust up, to get himself to touch the brunette. However, Seto had other plans, and he raised himself out of reach.

" Be patient," whispered Seto in assurance. He was only in his dark green silk boxers. His own erection peeked through, demanding it's own release. Seto willed it still, however, waiting for the best time to strike. Yami was never a fan of foreplay; he had no stamina for it.

" Let me touch you then," said Yami, struggling against his bonds. His ruby eyes caressed Seto's pale body, landing on the hard on and inwardly stroking it. " Please," he groaned. Seto closed his eyes, trying to regain his composure. He hated it when Yami begged that way… the Pharaoh always had his wished granted.

" No," he replied with difficulty. His will to remain dominant kept him from relenting. A hand went to Yami's erection, hidden under thin silky material. The Pharaoh groaned and raised his hips, gasping immediately. Seto smirked and roughly pumped, taking in the sight of the once mighty one writhing beneath him.

Yami's eyes were shut tight, his senses solely concentrating on feeling until a voice interrupted him.

" Open your eyes," said his captor. " I want to see your pleasure." Ruby eyes opened and revealed what was within their depths. Yami let out another moan as he saw the passion in Seto's eyes, and as the brunette's hand sped up faster on him. His hips were thrusting up on their own, meeting those slim fingers and palm. The silk felt so wonderful, it almost felt like…

" Oh - Seto," groaned Yami, finding it suddenly hard to breathe. " S-stop. For Ra's sake stop. I- I'm going to come…" The low chuckle that reverberated in Seto's throat sent sparks exploding within him.

" Then come, Yami," replied the brunette in a husky voice. " Do it." His hand worked impossibly faster, ripping short and loud screams from the other. Suddenly, the sheet was tossed away and Seto's bare hand was upon him, practically fucking him.

Yami came with Seto's name loud upon his lips.

He woke up, startled and bothered. His body raged for relief from the fire within. Seto experimentally moved his hand beside his hip, and his erection throbbed. A groan of frustration ripped through his throat as he jerked to his side and buried his face on his damp pillow. That was the fifth night this week. Ever since Sunday, he had had this… nightmare, haunting him and torturing him to no end.

The brunette was resolute, though, to not give into it. He denied his body what it sought out, but when he fell back into a fitful sleep, he woke up the next morning to find his sheets soaked with his seed; his limp erection between him and the mattress. Seto didn't know what caused this change. It was probably what happened that Sunday, but… nothing happened!

Mokuba managed to drag him to the Arcade, whining that his brother needed to take a break. Seto grumbled, but smiled and followed along, relishing in the kid's smile and whoops of joy. The older Kaiba actually DROVE them there in his white Lincoln Navigator he bought several months back. It was a nice Sunday. He was ahead on his work - he liked to keep it that way- and it wouldn't hurt to take a little break.

They walked in the popular hangout, immediately and literally making everyone stop in their tracks. Seto just glared and the patrons to continue what they were doing, whispering and giggling and passing him looks of awe, fascination, and passion as they did. Everyone knew Seto Kaiba and Mokuba Kaiba. They wanted more, though, and the CEO of Kaiba Corps usually kept his family isolated from the outside world to prevent any damage to their futures. No one really could be trusted.

Seto made his way to the corner of the counter when he heard his brother give a gleeful shout.

" Yugi-kun! Hey, minna! Oh, wow, you are all here too?"

" Hello, Mokuba," came Yugi's gentle voice. " Are you here all by yourself?"

Seto narrowed his eyes and made his way to where his little brother was. Even though Yugi and his friends did save him and his loved one, the brunette felt resentment towards that Pharaoh who beat him. For that, Seto could never associate himself - or Mokuba- with anyone who did with Yami Yugi.

" No, I'm here with him," he said swiftly before the raven haired Kaiba could reply. Seto stood protectively behind the kid, practically glaring at everyone else. His eyes met Yami's, who was obviously out of his Puzzle, and held his gaze for a second too long. Seto jerked his attention away, staring at everyone else.

" We were just sayin' 'hi', Kaiba," snapped Jou, suddenly becoming defensive. He still must have not forgiven the CEO for the ' puppy' names. " Why don't ya try an' get a life. Maybe then you'd understand."

Seto growled low in his throat. " Mokuba, why don't you find a game to play," he said, trying to get his brother away from this conflict. " We won't have much time here." His cold eyes never fell from Jou's heated ones.

Mokuba wanted to resist, but he sighed and nodded. " All right, Seto," he replied and left, suddenly finding joy in a race car game.

Seto placed a hand on his hip, taking his defiant and proud pose. " I'm sure you couldn't explain anything to me, either, dog," he said, resuming his and Jou's feud. " Seeing as you don't have a life yourself." Tristan and Ryou had to hold the blonde from punching on the brunette.

" Grr, come here and say it my face, you-"

" Jou!" called Anzu, glancing around at the other teens beginning to stare at them. " Calm down."

Seto smirked. " Listen to what your mistress says, or you won't get any treats tonight." He could tell that Bakura tried hard not to laugh, that Anzu and Jou flushed red, and that Ryou was fuming. Yugi, Yami, and Tristan did not look amused at all.

" That was terrible, Kaiba," said Yugi, stepping forward. " Why do you always have to say things like that?"

" If I don't, then who will?" replied Seto calmly. " Someone's got to put him in his place."

Yami pulled Yugi back to him as the Hikari was about to retort. Azure eyes turned to deep ruby ones, instantly drowning in their irresistible and captivating gaze.

" If you have nothing nice to say, Kaiba, I suggest you keep your mouth shut," said the Pharaoh in his deep voice. Seto was rudely snapped out of his reverie, and the brunette growled because he had fallen into one, and absolutely NO one spoke to him like that.

" I suggest you keep YOUR mouth shut, ' Pharaoh'," spat the CEO, mocking the title he have to the Spirit of the Puzzle. " Else you'll find that trinket around your neck down your throat." He was good at humiliating, but threatening was something he did not do. Yami Yugi made his blood boil so hotly, and his head, dazed. It was those intense eyes and delicious appearance; yes, delicious. Seto couldn't stand him.

Yami's gaze grew darker and the narrowing of his orbs made him look all the more dangerous. " Say that again, Kaiba," he growled out, " and we'll see what you'll have down your throat."

The others began to grow uncomfortable, knowing that either one would ACTUALLY go through with their threats. Yugi took Yami's arm around his waist and held it there.

" Yami, just forget it," he pleaded. " You shouldn't let him get to you."

" Yeah," added Jou. " He's nothin' but a talking ATM. Don't waste your time."

Seto set a glare on the blonde that made him fight to not recoil. " Shut up, dog. Mind your own business."

" Well, well, well, what have we here?"

They all turned to the sound of the feminine voice and groaned. It was Leona Sashaki, the ' Queen' of Domino high. She had long, brown hair and dark green eyes. Behind her were six more of her friends; two guys and four girls. Sashaki glanced at Yami, showing slight interest as her eyes raked his form, and then turned to Seto, her eyes shading darker.

" Seto, what a pleasant surprise," she cooed. It was known to all that she wanted him. Her voice dripped with seduction and promise, as it always did around him. The CEO wanted to gag. " What might I owe the pleasure?"

" You're absence," mumbled Bakura. Ryou, Jou, and Anzu chuckled, the only ones that heard him. Sashaki's eyes fell on the Tomb Robber.

" I wasn't asking you, like I even care what YOU think." She stepped closer to Seto and brushed up against his side. Her expression was sweet as she held his arm and looked up at him.

" Let's get out of here, hm, Seto? I promise to show you a good time." Everyone doubted she wouldn't. " Leave these losers. They don't deserve your company."

' Neither do you,' the brunette wanted to reply, but he agreed with her. " I came here with Mokuba. I'm not leaving. Not yet anyway."

Her slender fingers swirled at his collarbone where his button down was left unbuttoned. " I see. Maybe later then?" Her hand trailed down the buttons and stopped right at his belt buckle. " I'll call you." As she left, she let her fingers brush against his zipper in a teasing touch. Seto couldn't believe that he let her do that. What a sex crazed bitch.

" By Ra, that was so fucking sick!" said Bakura at last. " I hate you, Kaiba, but not even you need to be -ugh! Sick!" He just had a mental image.

" I agree," said Jou, rubbing his eyes. He shuddered from the obscene image he had witnessed just a few moments ago.

Seto raised an eyebrow as he dusted off his shirt. They were clearly overreacting. He was used to Sashaki's ' teasing'. She did it all the time. He looked at Ryou who had somehow gone green; Anzu wasn't too far behind. Yugi was pale and Yami… Yami looked furious. He looked like he wanted to strangle something, and the CEO suddenly feared for Yugi's life. The Pharaoh had his hands fisted at his sides, and his ruby- almost garnet looking- eyes were absentmindedly on Seto's chest, burning holes through him.

The brunette had an odd assumption that Yami was jealous. At whom, he did not know. But something in his mind told him that Yami was angered by something. Those orbs were dark and fiery and sad too. Perhaps a little hurt…

Seto cleared his thoughts. Nothing happened on that damned Sunday. He never did see Sashaki, no matter how much she begged him to. At school during the past days, Yugi and his friends seemed to have ignored him even MORE. Jou no longer responded to ' puppy'; Anzu didn't seemed to acknowledge his ' miss- know- it- all' names. Ryou seemed to pity him and Bakura only glared death to him. Yugi was being somewhat more peaceful than normal and his Yami acted as though he didn't exist. That only fueled Seto's ' nightmares'.

Every night, Yami was always bound to his bed, writhing for more and whimpering at less. He would moan with that voice of his and drive Seto wild, giving Yami more passion than he could handle, making both of them reaching ecstasy all too soon. The less Yami looked at him, the more feverish and lust filled his dreams became, causing Seto to develop his own, personal desires. He was beginning to want the Pharaoh on his own.

" Shit," groaned Seto and looked at his digital alarm clock. It was six thirty a.m. No sense going back to sleep; at least he didn't stain his sheets again. He was tired of doing them on his own in fear of shame from his house keeper. He didn't want her seeing his 'accidents'.

Today was Friday, and perhaps, he could get things straightened out with everyone.

~~

" You like that, Yami?"

" Ngh… Seto…"

" Was that a ' yes'?" The taller one clenched around the Pharaoh, which ripped a groan from him. " Or a 'no'," He rocked once, and Yami almost screamed.

" Stop - teasing me," panted the tri haired teen. He was weakly pulling on his restraints, wanting to touch the lithe body straddling him. " Just do it... please…" Seto rose and then slammed back down, successfully making Yami cry out. The CEO constricted around the bound teen again as he lifted and dropped, creating heavy, pleasure filled sounds from the both of them every time.

Seto's hands twirled around Yami's nipples, twisting and pulling at them, heightening the other's arousal and level of ecstasy. The brunette's own erection burned between him, and he fought the urge to leave those hard, red nubs for his own desires.

" Oh… Ra… S-Seto," moaned Yami between each thrust. " I just need… one hand. Just… one." The other briefly stopped and obediently freed the right hand in record time. Yami pushed back so that he was sort of in an upright position against the large pillows. Seto pierced himself again with Yami's erection and rocked faster as his lover's hand also worked on his arousal. The brunette found an angle and screamed as his prostate was hit.

Yami silenced him with a hungry kiss as they found their release…

" MR.KAIBA!"

Seto almost fell off his seat in shock. His teacher, Sensei Alano Yamana was two inches from his face. Her old eyes studied his in a dangerous way.

" I understand that this is Study Hall, and that the Library is comfortable, but please, REFRAIN from SLEEPING!" Students giggled and Seto flushed.

" Gomen, Sensei Alano. I haven't been sleeping well," he said truthfully. It was usually cold in the large Library, but he felt hot and his pants were starting to restrict around him. He would need to get rid of the on coming problem soon.

" You were making noises. Were you having a nightmare?" the voice sounded neutral, but Sensei Alano really did care. ' If only you knew,' groaned Seto before nodding.

" May I be excused to he restroom?" he asked, pulling his coat tighter around him. The old woman nodded and let him leave.

He needed to get a splash of cold water on his skin. The restrooms were always oddly freezing. Seto pushed open the flapping door and headed straight for the sink, not noticing the other patron in there.

" Hello, Kaiba," said Yugi a little too brightly. They were SUPPOSED to be enemies, not best friends. The rivalry between Yami and Seto, though.

The brunette looked up into the mirror after washing his face and saw Yugi by the paper towel dispenser. The smaller one tore him a piece and handed it to him. " You don't look so well. Are you all right?" he asked, still smiling. Seto said nothing as he took the rough brown paper and wiped his dripping face.

" I'm fine," he muttered and threw the towel away. The cold atmosphere clashed with his body temperature, and evened it out. The water helped too.

Yugi tilted his head but said nothing. That innocent smile was still on his face as he studied Seto's annoyed expression.

" Is there something you want?" he asked rhetorically, hoping to get those wide eyes off him. Yugi shook his head.

" Oh, sorry," he replied. " I really have to get back to Chemistry class now. Sensei Tireni might get mad." Yugi waved as he exited through the door. " Ja ne!"

" Ja…" responded Seto, confused. That was strange.

~~

" Seto! Seto, honey! Wait up!" Sashaki darted through the crowded halls at the end of the day. Everyone cleared up for her, of course, as she made a bee line to the CEO of Kaiba Corporation.

Seto groaned and tried to hide behind the open flap of his locker door. The girl leaped to his other side and leaned on the blue metal.

" Seto, honey, what're you doing after school?" Her white teeth nibbled on her red lips seductively. Seto fought the urge to raise his eyebrow and scoff. This girl was pathetic.

" I'm busy, Sashaki. I have a Corporation to run," he replied stoically, shutting his locker. Only one homework for the whole weekend, and that was a Current Event for History class. Why did they want to know about the present when they were supposed to be taught the past?

" I know, honey. Couldn't you spare at least a couple of hours for me? We didn't get together last weekend," she cooed, pouting and playing with the collar of the school uniform, daring to rip it away and reveal the skin beneath. " I missed you."

The brunette moved her hand off him. " I have to go now, Sashaki," he said, leaving and not waiting for an answer. She called after him, though.

" Call you!" she promised. Seto rolled his eyes and walked out the building. Why did he put up with her?

" Kaiba! Hey, wait up!"

The said boy froze. The day Katsuya Jounouchi called to him was the day pigs flew. Seto unconsciously scanned the sky.

The Gang approached him, wondering why his attention was upwards. They cleared their throats and he looked down at them, scowling.

" What?" he demanded, upset that they had stopped him from going home. His eyes glared at each one of them until they landed on a certain Pharaoh. Yami seemed to hold doubled the amount of resentment and anger in his eyes. Seto blinked, taken aback.

" Uh, Yug?" prompted Jou. The CEO guessed that he only called to him. Yugi sweat dropped but spoke up.

" Kaiba, what're you doing tomorrow? Or rather, for the whole weekend?" asked the boy tentatively. Seto raised an eyebrow.

" I'm busy," he blandly replied, moving to walk around the six people. They all shifted to the left, and then to the right as he changed directions. Seto frowned. " What?" he asked again.

Bakura sighed, tired of all the hesitance. " Yugi's grandfather's birthday is tomorrow. We were going out of town to the Motou cottage in the South. Do you want to come?" Everyone stared at him. Yugi nervously laughed.

" Um, thanks Bakura."

" Whatever."

" So, whaddya say?" asked Jou, ACTUALLY sounding like an acquaintance, which was still too close for Seto's liking. The brunette scoffed. Somewhere within him did consider the idea, though.

" Details, if you will," he said in his monotone, not showing that he was at the slightest bit interested. Yugi smiled widely though. Yami behind him looked away in defiance. ' What's your problem,' Seto wanted to ask, but Yugi began to talk.

" We'll leave tomorrow afternoon, and stay there until Sunday night. It's only several hours away; Mokuba can come too, if he'd like to."

The Kaiba squirt was spending a night at his friend's place for tonight and tomorrow night. Seto really WAS free this weekend, unless he wanted to work on more things which really didn't require his attention. His silence must have said 'no' because the others frowned. Seto blinked.

" I know, you're with your Company," said Anzu gloomily. " We should have said something before."

" Yea, I guess," agreed Jou, looking down.

" Maybe some other time then," added Ryou. Bakura looked away, not revealing his own disappointment. Yugi looked like he was going to cry, his eyes tearing up. The sight reminded him of Mokuba when Seto would have said 'no' to the sleep over this weekend. He sighed in defeat.

" I didn't say 'no'," he said, upset that he was giving in. The tri haired boy bounced back up like he really wasn't even going to cry. Everyone brightened, but Seto inwardly smirked. " But I didn't say 'yes'," he added. Bakura growled.

" Is it fucking 'yes' or 'no'? I'm tired of this sulking Ph-" His eyes widened, and he cut himself off. Ryou looked like he was mentally yelling at his yami and daring to take a swing at him. Bakura turned red and mumbled an apology.

Seto was puzzled but still kept his impassive facade up. " I'll see, then," he said at last and successfully moved around them to leave. He then heard the group erupt around Bakura as he got into his limo. How bizarre…

~~

The CEO and his little brother were on their way to Sena Shawn's home, Mokuba's classmate and best friend. The oldest Kaiba was debating whether or not he would tell Mokuba if he would be gone for the weekend. A part of him wanted to go, but he didn't want to leave his brother alone. What if something happened?

' Seto, you damned paranoid fool,' his mind berated him. ' Just go already. You know you want to.' The brunette growled low in his throat.

' Shut up,' he hissed back. But he should do as it said. Mokuba was a kid, sure, but he wasn't a baby and completely defenseless. What was Seto sending him to Tae Kwon Do classes after school for? ' All right, fine; whatever, but what about the Pharaoh? I can't stay in the same room with him.'

Knowing what his dreams portrayed, Seto couldn't very well be in close quarters with him. That was insane! He couldn't even LOOK at the Spirit, much less chat with him as well. How would he react if he came close to Yami? Was that something he could risk?

" Big brother, are you okay?" asked Mokuba, breaking the older one out of his thoughts. Those wide, gray eyes were filled with concern, and a little bit of regret lingered in their depths. " If you don't want me to go, I understand." Seto gave his rare comforting smile and placed a hand on the small shoulder.

" No, Mokuba, you can spend the weekend there," he assured, then took a deep breath. He was going to do this. " It's just, that, I'm going to go somewhere for the next two days, out of town. I was only worrying about how I would tell you. This was last minute. I'm sorry."

" Are you going over seas?" asked the little boy, looking sad and scared. " I don't want you to leave. You go on those long trips too much." Seto ruffled his brother's hair fondly.

" No. I'll be an hour away. My phone will be with me. If anything comes up, call me all right?"

Mokuba nodded and smiled, hugging Seto. " Okay," he agreed. The dark limousine came to a stop, and the door opened for the little Kaiba. " I guess we're here. I love you, Seto."

" Me too, buddy. Now take care." The brunette got out to help Mokuba with his clothes and toys and escorted him to the door of the large, bright yellow house. He bent down to give the other a last hug before the door opened, and he left.

Seto sighed at he sat down on the leather seat. He told his brother he was going, so he guessed he should. There was nothing wrong with Yugi and his friends; they all seemed eager to add him to their group. However, their actions today seemed out of character. What was Bakura about to say?

~~

Since it was only eight, there were stores still open. If Seto was going to attend, then perhaps he should get a gift. What would Sugoroku Motou like, though? What could the multi-billionaire give him that would be appreciated and enjoyed? He at least knew that the old man was a Historian, at the least (A/D/R::: Is that right?). Maybe something ancient would do.

Oh! Never mind the shops! There was an item in his own home that Sugoroku would like. Seto told his driver to head home.

~~

Surprised.

No. Not EVEN 'surprised'.

Shocked?

No. Too small of a word.

Bewildered?

Close. Perhaps that was a fitting word for the looks on their faces. Seto had stepped out of his limo with two medium sized boxes on his arms in front of Turtle Game Shop. Everyone was there already, their mouths practically on the sidewalk. The CEO ignored them as he put the metallic blue wrapped boxes with ' Happy Birthday' written in silver on the ground. He thanked his chauffeur that put his two, dark blue suitcases beside him. The big man dressed in black bowed and returned into the car and drove off.

" S-Seto... Seto!" Yugi called, coming around from his shock and greeting the brunette. " You came. That's wonderful." Seto wanted to scoff and give him some lame reason why he came, but he couldn't seem to bring himself to do that. He just 'hn-ed' and politely inclined his head.

" You guys," Yugi said out of the corner of his mouth. " Say 'hi'." The others snapped out of their daze and smiled, not trusting their voices to say anything. It was clear, though, that this was a pleasant surprise.

" Hey, Yugi! Who's there?" Sugoroku Motou came out of the shop, and smiled brightly upon seeing Seto Kaiba. " Kaiba-kun! I'm glad you could make it!"

" Thank you for inviting me," said Seto with some difficulty, foreign to these words. He picked up the metallic ' Happy Birthday' boxes and approached the older man. " These are for you. Happy Birthday." Everyone gaped.

" You- didn't have to," said the birthday person. " I mean-"

" It's all right. It was the least I could do. You invited me, after all." ' and I'm grateful,' added a voice in Seto's head. The old man thanked him and took the packages, loading them into a black van. Seto turned to the others, who worse warm smiles.

" Come on!" said Jou. " Let's get a move on!" As everyone boarded the van, Seto unconsciously looked for Yami, whom he did not see. He felt disappointed, but he suppressed that emotion as he climbed in and sat between Yugi and Bakura, who looked a bit grumpy. Something flashed in Seto's mind.

" Want to switch places with me, Yugi?" asked the CEO, suddenly feeling Bakura flush beside him. " I usually like the window." Yugi smiled kindly and unbuckled his seat belt.

" Sure, Seto." They switched places in the front row. Seto slid over while Yugi got up to move. The brunette leaned against the window and fell asleep as the car started and the voices talking.

~ (A/D/R::: Erm the MAJOR LEMON here, people. Be warned!)~

That was odd. This time, Seto was pinned and tied with his arms above his head. Yami stared down on him with half lidded eyes. The brunette shifted, and an erection brushed against his limp one, causing it to stir.

" Hello, my love," whispered the Pharaoh huskily and nuzzled his ear. " Like your new position?" Slim hands rubbed against hard nipples, and Seto moaned, arching and twisting at his restraints.

" That's a 'yes'?" asked Yami rhetorically. His tongue liked the juncture of Seto's jaw and then blew air of the spot. " Or a 'no'?" The action went straight to Seto's hardening arousal.

" Yami…" sighed the CEO, pulling at his silken bonds. " Why… why are you-"

" 'tying me up?'" finished the Pharaoh. " Hm, that's a tough question."

" Yami."

" Just kidding, love." Yami chuckled and licked the hollow of his collarbone in the center. " Why wouldn't I?" his nails raked gently, but passionately, up and down Seto's ribs, creating a path of fire. " It excites me. Doesn't it excite you?" Just as he said that, the burning between the brunette's legs intensified, and Seto understood why Yami loved being submissive.

" but it's not only the position, Seto." Yami's face appeared at level with the other. " It's also your aggression. I love it when your rough; did you know that?" Seto saw the fire in those eyes, and his own lust grew.

" Y-yes," he replied weakly, hissing as Yami brought their hips together. The Pharaoh smirked and initiated a wild kiss that was eagerly accepted. They dueled for dominance in Seto's mouth until the CEO relented on purpose and created a moan from his King.

Yami delved deeply and greedily into the hot cavern. His blood boiled at the feeling of supremacy and possession. Seto was HIS, and he was going to make his mark and make Seto enjoy it while he was BOUND, just as the CEO always did to him.

The kiss broke as air was needed, and Yami's hand went beneath the sheets to take a hold of Seto's weeping erection. He stroked it as the bound one moaned and arched. Yami began to speak. " Seto, will you let me?" he asked. Azure eyes looked into ruby ones, and he saw the sincerity there. Yami would claim him. His cock jumped at the idea, and the Pharaoh felt it. A slow smirk graced his lips.

" That a 'yes'?" he asked uselessly, moving his hand faster. " You want me to fuck you into the bed like you do to me in this position?" Seto fought against his bindings, panting and thrusting his hips up.

" Yes," he replied feverishly. " Yes. Oh Gods, Yami. I- I want you." Yami pulled the sheets away and sat up, still rubbing the organ as fast and as hard as he could without hurting Seto. The symptoms of orgasm coiled in the brunette's lower abdomen. Before he could stop himself, he cried out and released pearly liquid from his shaft, gasping for air.

Yami tasted the remains and moaned. " You taste sweet, Seto," he whispered and brought his nimble fingers to the other's lips. " Care to try?" The older teen was too far gone and accepted the digits. Indeed, he tasted quite interesting. He lifted his head to take on more and sucked greedily, enjoying the lowering of Yami's eyes.

The Pharaoh pulled the fingers away and brought his liquid covered hand to his own erection, coating it sufficiently. He spread Seto's legs and leaned over him. Long limbs wrapped around his waist.

" Do it," commanded the CEO, finding it difficult to breathe from the effects of orgasm and anticipation. " Fuck me."

Yami nodded and kissed Seto as he entered. It was always a tight fit, and it took both of their restraints not to thrust in roughly, and not to thrust up to meet it. Yami's forearms rested o wither side or Seto's raised arms, giving him balance.

Once he waited until Seto adjusted, he pulled out and then pushed in, causing the brunette to moan and tossed his head back. Yami went to his pale throat to make a mark. A mantra went on in his head, repeating: ' Mine,' and ' Seto' with each movement of his hips. The older one opened his legs further and pressed down on the small of Yami's back, allowing the Pharaoh to hit him at an angle.

" Ngh, Yami…" moaned Seto, meeting the thrusts and pulling at his bindings. His erection was returning with a sensation that burned them both. He needed to relieve himself. It was so painful.

" Faster,- please."

Yami unconsciously complied, letting his hesitance and control leave him. His pace picked up to the point where he had Seto crying out with each plunge, and himself groaning and grasping until his lungs burned. Seto's walls were so tight around him; he needed to hold if he was going to make this good. His hand moved between them and took Seto's pulsing arousal. In three strokes, Seto came, screaming and arching off the bed. Despite the rush of pleasure Yami received from the sight, the sounds, and the feeling, he willed himself not to climax and draw out Seto's climax.

Seto kept moving, hoping to give his Pharaoh's his release. He tightened around Yami, wishing he could do more with his hands. The other kissed him and thrust one last time, moaning as he found his pleasure.

(A/D/R::: All done! You can look now)

The brunette jerked awake, panting and running a hand through his hair. The vehicle was silent as they turned their attention to the CEO, hoping he was all right. His skin was damp and flushed. His pupils were dilated, and it felt too hot in here. His pants seemed to cut off his circulation to his legs.

" Are you all right?" asked Yugi beside him, touching his arm. Seto nodded and moved his arm from the boy, afraid of what might happen.

" Yes…" replied Seto, trying to calm his breathing. " Just a nightmare… just a nightmare," he repeated more softly. What was he going to do?

To Be Continued…

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