Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ The Price Of Love? ❯ Consent ( Chapter 6 )

Tea moaned quietly as she tried to scoot back from Seto. This was definitely not what she'd been thinking of earlier that day. It was getting late; her parents would start to worry soon. She gasped at that thought. Maybe that would be her ticket out! She stood up and let her hands fall to her sides, forgetting that was the only thing holding her top up. The fabric slipped away, rustling to the floor in a silver heap.

"Going to cooperate now?" he asked as she scrambled to cover her breasts.

"Actually, Kaiba. I'm late. My mom's really going to start to worry if I don't call soon," she said, hoping that this would make him let her go.

Instead of fear or anger, he smiled even more brightly.

"That's fine. You can call her."

"You'd let me do that?" she asked suspiciously.

"Of course. And you're going to tell her how you're staying the night with a friend tonight. That way she won't have to worry. If you say anything different, I sincerely doubt that you'll come off the better for it."

She deflated instantly. So much for that idea…

Kaiba had grown very impatient with her and was sick of playing games. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her towards the stairs.

"What are you doing?" she asked, fear laced throughout her voice.

"Calm down. I'm just tired of trying to get you to relax, down here. You should be more comfortable upstairs."

Before she could protest he jerked her against him and kissed her hard. Wrapping an arm around the small of her back, he hauled her up and carried her up the stairs. He kept her distracted with deep kisses and light bites and licks to her neck. Tea was oblivious to everything, save the feel of his tongue on her. She felt her back press against something soft and cool and thought to open her eyes before Seto placed a hand on her left breast almost experimentally. He gave a gently squeeze and groaned when she moaned and pressed herself up against his hand. She squeezed her eyes tightly shut as he kept that hand there only stopping to switch to he other breast. Distantly she heard the rustle of clothing as something hit the surface she rested against. Suddenly she was lifted again and when she came back down, there was softness against the entire back of her body. The contact stopped unexpectedly and she looked up just in time to see him fully remove the shirt that he wore beneath the jacket. Surprised that he'd been able to get so undressed without her notice, she glanced to the side to see the jacket in a heap next to her head. A bundle of black fabric fell on top of it and she looked back to Kaiba and blushed. There was no way a super jerk like Kaiba was allowed to have such an impressive chest. He wasn't thick, by a long shot. All long limbs and sleek muscle compacted onto an impossibly long frame. His eyes were fierce as he looked at her. She gulped but did not allow her eyes to wander from him. Slowly she took in everything. From his chestnut hued hair, to the deep cobalt of his eyes, his carefully chiseled features and angular bone structure; onward to the powerful lay of his pectorals and his washboard stomach that tapered into a waist as narrow as her own.

"Like what you see?" he asked.

Before she could answer, he gently grasped her hands in his and led them to splay out on his chest.

"I think you'd like to touch, too? Go ahead, I don't mind at all."

As if of their own accord, her small soft hands examined every plane of flesh and felt out every texture of the skin there.

Kaiba afforded himself a real smile. Finally this was happening. How long had he watched her and waited for a chance to make her his? And now, he was so close that he could already taste her. Her hands felt good on his skin. He's thought about this for a long time. Kaiba knew everyway he wanted her and he planned to do each and every one. Unable to help himself, he leaned in and kissed her again. Her lips had grown steadily more pliant over the course of the night. Soft and inviting. He definitely wanted her to use her mouth later on. For now, he was content to taste his fill of her. He drew away slowly.

"What's your number?" he asked.

That seemed an odd request. If this was his idea of dating, he needed a diagram. He was all over the place.

"Four, seven, one, thirteen, eighty-five," she said quietly.

He kissed her again and leaned to the side to grab something. With one hand he dialed, while the other fondled her breast again. She moaned in delight when he very lightly caught the nipple between his thumb and forefinger. He held the ringing phone to her ear.

"Talk to your mother, Tea. She may be worried, by now. I think you may be past curfew," he said tenderly.

Oh yeah. I am late…

"Hey, mom. It's me. I know. I'm sorry, but I'm getting some help with school work. Hmm? With who? I'm with my friend Mai. I told you about her. Yes, she's got her own place. She said that I can spend the night and she'll give me a ride to school tomorrow. Is it okay? Really? Thanks mom. I'll see you tomorrow, then. Goodnight. I will. Bye."

Kaiba quickly hung up the phone.

"Does this mean that you'll stay the night?" he smiled.

"I-I guess…"

"Look, Tea. One minute you're running hot, then cold. What's going on?" he asked.

"I don't know what I want. I'm confused. I think I want this, but I'm scared, I guess."

"I promise that I won't intentionally hurt you, Tea."

"Do you mean that?" she asked.

Kaiba seized her lips in a searing kiss, licking and sucking at her tongue.

"Do you think I meant that?" he teased.

"Alright, then. I'm ready."