Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Love of a Priestess ❯ Not Without You ( Chapter 21 )

AUTHOR'S NOTE:
Thanks so much to my two reviewers (ahem! TWO reviews for 177 visits???) AMK and Jenny Galaxie!!! You've made my days (AMK, I see your review but I'm not sure if it was moved to the new server…). I apologize now for my relatively short chapters; I'm a busy girl (lol) and I write when I get a chance.

I also apologize for my seeming lack of humor. I really do have a good sense of humor, I just haven't found the appropriate times to convey it in this story. I felt like this story was much too serious for humor, but I'm working it in and may replace a few chapters as a result.

Yugi being Kaiba's best man was meant to do two things (and I'm not sure if I should give this away, but since AMK mentioned it I think I will). 1) It was supposed to be funny (come on, their freaking mortal enemies and Kaiba's such a jerk to Yugi all the time) and 2) It was supposed to show a more sensitive side to Kaiba; he's doing something nobody in a million years thought he would do because she asked him to.

Please keep reviewing, yes?

CHAPTER START:

Kaiba and Mokuba had disappeared into the study when I escorted my friends out. I didn't feel like joining them. I couldn't stand to be stifled now, when I felt so wonderful. Instead, I hurried upstairs, changed my clothes, grabbed my purse and headed for a car, which Kaiba had provided for my use.

As I sat behind the steering wheel, ready to drive to the high school, I had a sudden idea. I climbed out of the car and raced up the stairs to the study. Kaiba and Mokuba looked up, surprised as I burst through the door.

"I thought you were going out," Kaiba said slowly.

"Not without you," I teased gently, grabbing his hands and pulling him off the couch. My eyes shone in the firelight like twin stars, drawing him in and shattering his defenses.

"Will you be all right by yourself?" I asked Mokuba. He nodded dumbly, and I smiled brightly. With a tinkling laugh I dragged Kaiba out to the car.

"Where are we going?" he demanded as I shoved him into the front passenger seat.

"You'll see," I replied, settling down in my seat. I gave him a look to tempt and excite him. There was no change on his face, but I saw his body shift restlessly as I drove to the high school.

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The music was loud and the gym was packed when we got there. Rather than seek out my friends, though, I was anxious to dance. I needed to get rid of the excitement and sexual energy that had built up in me. I grasped Kaiba's hand and pulled him onto the dance floor with me.

It was awkward dancing with him at first, since his body did not naturally move in time with the music. He was too stiff to be comfortable. I kept dancing anyway. I stood facing him, moving my hips easily. As Kaiba's eyes began to dart warily, searching for a way out, I pressed my body against his, moving my hips harder and faster against his. Shock flitted through his eyes, and he let out a soft moan.

His hands grasped my shoulders and held me against him. I didn't mind the closeness of our bodies. In fact, I reveled in it. Wordlessly, I felt his body loosen and begin to move more naturally. His long, lithe body was well suited to dancing, and we were soon moving against each other with grace and ease.

I knew that I was deliberately tempting him, drawing him in and making his body desire the feel of mine against it. I sensed that people were watching us, but I ignored them too.

Let them stare. Let the guys gape in wonder that Seto Kaiba was suddenly human, with human emotions and desires. Let the girls stare at us and envy me, wishing it were their body against his and their eyes holding his. Let them. At this moment, I could hardly care.

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When the music shifted to a slower tempo, I breathlessly led Kaiba off to the chairs and tables. He removed his coat, and I almost yelped with pleasure. He looked so terribly sexy in his black slacks and white dress shirt. As we settled down at a table I drew my chair up beside him and snuggled against him. Surprised, he tentatively reached his arm around my shoulders and drew me beside him.

I sat there, like a cat contentedly basking in the sunshine. I rested my hands on his chest, tracing the lines of his muscles with my fingers. Though he said nothing, and his face remained stoic, his body betrayed him. I smiled up at him as I ran my hands over his arms and chest.

As I cuddled against him, I knew what I wanted. And I knew, with very little doubt, that Kaiba would have few objections.

Smiling slyly, I tugged on his arm to get his attention. When he looked down at me, I pulled him up. I wanted to dance again.