Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Trick and Treat ❯ Chapter 1

I know it's not Halloween anymore, and I don't know if they even celebrate Halloween in Japan, but let's pretend for the sake of this fic, okay? :P

Now for the legal stuff....

WARNING:

This fic contains yaoi, a threesome actually, so if you have a problem with several hot guys getting it on together then I wouldn't advise you read any further!

Oh, and I don't own Yu-gi-oh; otherwise Seto would never see the light of day.

[....] = Kaiba's thoughts
//...// = Yami talking to Yugi through their mind link
/.../ = Yugi talking to Yami through their mind link

Trick and Treat

Seto Kaiba and Halloween parties mixed about as well as Joey Wheeler and homework. Yet here he was, hosting one of those damned affairs in his own house, even going so far as to satisfy the sweet tooth of his guests. He sighed and leaned against the wall, the only thing keeping him from retreating to his room to wait out the party being a healthy fear for the well being of his possessions.

[Damn Mokuba for being so convincing. If he can manipulate people as easily as he tricked me into having this party then I might as well let him run Kaiba Corp.]

The "small get together" Mokuba had asked to host had rapidly turned into an elaborate event involving all of the people the billionaire had least wanted to see. He was almost surprised that Mokuba hadn't invited Pegasus to complete the guest list. His little brother picked that moment to run past, brandishing a plastic sword. Seto had drawn the line when the younger Kaiba had insisted that it was absolutely essential he have a real parrot to go with his pirate costume. He watched as the rather stunted pirate dove headfirst into a bowl of punch, and he was suddenly very glad for his foresight in setting up the food outside and away from the rugs.

From his position near the patio door he surveyed the mass of people milling around the veranda and over the grounds; the only areas he had designated as accessible to the party goers. Several buffet tables with a wide assortment of treats were arranged a short distance from the deck, each one complete with Halloween displays including glowing jack-o-lanterns and realistic plastic bats. They had, of course, been Mokuba's idea. Small hanging lanterns cast a soft light on the grounds, beating the away the still darkness of the night.

His seemingly permanent frown deepened as he watched a shirtless Bakura wearing an Egyptian pharaoh's headdress imitate Yami's booming voice while giving orders and threatening to send his staff to the shadow realm. How Bakura had gotten invited was a mystery to him; however he had to admit that the glares the tomb robber's exemplary performance was drawing from Yami were rather amusing. Bakura's lighter half was following closely behind him, dodging the scattering staff in a costume which Seto was sure had been his yami's idea. Ryou looked decidedly like a concubine, wearing Egyptian style clothing, what little of it he did have on, topped by a sign hanging around his neck stating that he was indeed property of Bakura. Seto quickly quashed a wish that it had been Yami and Yugi who had decided to wear such scandalous costumes; he had no intention of giving up his aloof demeanor, having managed to uphold it so successfully around them up to date. He found them attractive, but there was no way in hell he was going to admit to anyone but himself that he was attracted to his biggest adversaries.

The remainder of the guests were making slightly less of a scene; Joey, wearing a dog costume which Duke Devlin had graciously supplied, was gorging himself at one of the food tables as the others were standing in small conversational groups.

As the billionaire tried his best to tune out the noise of the party he suddenly noticed, with a sense of growing dread, that Yami had managed to detach Tea from his arm and he was making his way toward Seto's location, Yugi happily skipping ahead.

[Great; not only do I have to attend this thing, but now I have to make small talk with them, of all people? My kingdom for a cyanide tablet.]

Yugi bounced the remainder of the distance to stand no more than six inches from Kaiba, his trademark face splitting grin firmly in place and no doubt aided by a sugar high provided by the large supply of candy available at the tables.

"Hey Kaiba! Great party!" the diminutive teen exclaimed as Yami, who had followed at a more stately pace, reached his side.

"... what are you two wearing?" He asked, raising one graceful eyebrow as he took in Yugi's red cape and picnic basket, cobalt eyes then travelling to the gray pair of wolf ears Yami was sporting.

A blush stained Yugi's cheeks and he suddenly decided that his shoes were deserving of some attention as he refused to meet Seto's eyes.

"Well... I.... uh.... I'm little red riding hood. I kinda sorta lost a bet."

"I'm the big bad wolf," Yami answered with a predatory grin on his striking features "and I won a bet."

Kaiba promptly decided that he could do without knowing the nature of that bet, and silently heaved a sigh of relief as Yami was interrupted by the ever present and ever aggravating mutt who had apparently been able to tear himself away from the refreshments.

"Kaiba! How come you're not dressed up for your own party? Shouldn't da host be wearing a costume?"

The brunette was starting to feel the beginnings of a spectacular migraine encroaching on the edges of his consciousness. It was going to be a long night.

"Two things, mutt. One, this is my house and my party, so I can wear whatever I want. And two, I am wearing a costume."

The puzzled threesome took a quick inventory of his Kaiba-typical attire, before Joey voiced the question which all of them were thinking.

"Well, what are you supposed to be?"

"The CEO of a multi-billion dollar corporation, what does it look like?"

Yugi and Joey face faulted at what they weren't sure was a lame attempt at humour or just Kaiba being Kaiba.

"You can't be serious Kaiba, it's Halloween, get in the spirit of the holiday."

"Yami, do I look like I want to be in the holiday spirit?"

Yami decided that the brunette looked more like he was attending a funeral than a party, and that it was most likely in their best interests to drop the matter. He gave the none-too-impressed CEO another quizzical glance before heading for the punch bowl, little red riding hood in tow.

//Well, he's his usual cheerful self; wouldn't you agree, aibou?//

/I was hoping he'd a bit more relaxed this time.../

// And receptive.//

Yugi blushed as his other finished the thought for him, complete with a set of mental images which did nothing to lessen the flush of his cheeks. He looked back over his shoulder in time to see Joey whiz past them, leaving a relieved Kaiba behind and muttering something about "the greatest idea ever." The spiky haired boys watched as Joey enthusiastically dragged a struggling Tristan toward the gate, outside of which was Tristan's parked bike.

//Don't ask me.// Yami volunteered before turning back to the crystal punch bowl and picking up two classes of the pinkish carbonated mixture. //You know Joey, he got that excited when he discovered the candy apples, so who knows.//

Yugi shrugged and turned to his yami, accepting the offered glass.

********

Seto hadn't moved from his position on the veranda when he noticed Joey's return; no less enthusiastic than he had been upon leaving, but now struggling with something in a plastic bag. It was roughly half as tall and three times as wide as the mutt who was dragging it along the grass, and hence curiosity began to make itself known to Seto. His eyes followed the blonde as he approached Yami and Yugi, all the while glancing furtively toward the wall upon which Seto was leaning. This did wonders to arouse the brunettes suspicion, not one of the safest hobbies in existence. However, Kaiba's suspicion was quickly put to the wayside as anxiety took over at the sight of the three conspirators turning mischievous grins toward him. He didn't particularly like the look of that. Suddenly Joey handed the bag to Yami, gave a thumbs up sign, and returned to gorging at the nearest buffet table. Yami and Yugi began approaching, looking very much like they were stalking particularly tasty and helpless prey. Making a split second decision, Kaiba turned to take refuge inside the mansion when he felt a restraining arm snake around his waist and hot breath against the sensitive skin of his neck. He tried to deny the sensations the contact was causing, however he was fighting a losing battle and was unable to repress a shiver. He quickly tried to pull away, only to feel the obvious strength in the arm around him as it pulled tighter and denied him escape.

"Kaiba... little red riding hood and I... " here Yami paused, letting out a grunt as Yugi's elbow connected with his ribs. Obviously Yugi was not impressed with his dark's reference to him.

"Fine... Yugi and I have something we'd like to show you."

"... and if I refuse?"

"I could always live up to Bakura's imitation and do some banishing... I hear the shadow realm is nice this time of year."

"What do you want?"

"Five minutes of your time, alone."

"Any chance of you leaving me alone if I don't agree?"

"None."

"Fine, let's get this over with."

With considerable effort he pulled free of the pharaoh's grip and stalked into the mansion, the two smaller teens hurrying to keep up with his long legged stride, Yami dragging the mysterious plastic covered object behind him. Arriving at the destination he ushered the pair inside and stood waiting, impatience and annoyance evident from his posture. He had led them into the nearest room, which was a guest room reserved for those of particular stature. It was a large room complete with a king sized canopy bed; a door opposite the one which they had entered was open and revealed the gleaming private bathroom. The room was a short distance from the deck and grounds, as well as the dining and entertainment rooms. The pair took in the details of the lavish setting, and then returned to the task at hand. With a rustle of fabric and a magician's flourish Yami revealed the contents of the bag, shocking Seto into a stunned silence.

[Oh gods, this can't be happening. Now would be a good time to wake up.]

Yami was proudly displaying a large foam blue eyes white dragon costume that looked rather like a couch with wings attached.

"Where... what... you can't... " He took a moment to regain his composure and then resumed in a much more dignified tone which he often used to instil fear in his employees. "I'm not wearing that."

"Oh yes you are," both teens responded simultaneously.

"Am I going to have to call securi-" his threat was interrupted as a spiky haired blur lunged and attached itself to his chest, momentarily winding him. He struggled to pry the smaller teen's arms from around his neck and was suddenly aware of strong hands taking hold of his thigh.

"Relax Seto, this won't hurt." Yami's deep voice spoke from his kneeling position to Kaiba's right. The brunette was about to demand that Yami back off, and follow the command with a swift kick, when he felt those maddening hands slide upward. He was searching for purchase so that he could manoeuver the resisting limb into that abomination of a blue eyes white dragon. Seto became fully conscious of the contact he had with Yugi's body; he could feel every contour through the boy's thin costume, and the hot breath on his neck was rapid and shallow, Yugi's excitement at the close contact evident. One of the pharaoh's searching hands came to rest on the billionaire's slender hip and suddenly Seto's resolve crumbled. Too long had he denied himself their advances, insisting that he didn't need anyone, didn't need to feel their beautiful bodies against his or hear passionate cries wrung from ruby lips by his actions. His body's uncontrollable response to their touch attested to his need as a soft groan escaped his lips and his struggling ceased, choosing instead to concentrate on the exquisite feel of their hands on his body. He welcomed the answering shudder which ran down his spine.

The sudden still of Seto's body was not lost on Yami, and he rose from his place on the floor. He forgot his intention to force the boy into the costume as he took in Kaiba's flushed face, half lidded eyes and slightly parted lips.

//Aibou... we have succeeded. He is finally ready for us.//

Yugi's head rose disbelievingly from Seto's shoulder, their faces mere inches apart as he searched the cobalt depths for evidence of his Yami's conviction. He received it when he felt Seto's hand move to the back of his neck, pulling him closer and rapidly closing the short distance between them as he crushed his lips to Yugi's; his tongue grazing Yugi's lower lip in an impatient request for entrance. It was granted as he felt the pliant lips part under the onslaught. Yugi moaned into the fiery kiss as Seto sought dominance and easily obtained it. The brunette broke the kiss first, his need for oxygen momentarily overriding his need for contact. Yami had moved to their side during the fierce kiss, and Seto saw the lust he felt mirrored in both sets of eyes. He gasped when he felt the unexpected pressure of Yami's hand on his chest, forcing him to move backward until the backs of his legs came into contact with the edge of the bed. Yugi moved forward and finished the act his Yami had started, giving Seto a gentle but firm push.

He found himself sprawled on the bed and was quickly joined by the pair of smaller boys, Yugi straddling his waist while Yami moved higher to plant soft kisses along the exposed skin at his neck. His thoughts filled with only the two boys, his lust clouded mind paused to wonder why he had refused them so adamantly. As he felt the smaller of his two captors press himself down on his hips and already turgid arousal he gave up all semblance of resistance, arching into the touch and crying out his pleasure as he gave all control to them. Yugi began grinding against Seto's length with a torturously slow pace, driving the CEO to distraction while Yami slid a hand under the brunettes shirt, gliding agile fingers over the chiselled chest before brushing them against one already taught nipple. Yami grinned against the skin of Seto's neck as he felt him tremble under their ministrations, his own arousal straining painfully against the confines of his pants. Sending a mental request for help to Yugi, Yami began divesting Seto, as he pulled the brunette free from his shirt Yugi relieved him of his pants and all that was underneath, freeing his throbbing member and leaving him completely nude.

"Gods... Seto, you're so beautiful." Yami spoke in a husky voice before slanting his mouth over Seto's in a searing kiss. Suddenly Seto broke the kiss, crying out in surprise and pleasure as Yugi's skilled tongue descended on him. Yugi worked his length with an expertise born of practice; all pretenses of teasing gone as the sweet heat and suction brought Seto to new heights of pleasure. He gave himself up to the sensation and bucked against Yugi in an effort to seek deeper contact, but Yami's strong hands on his hips held him in place while Yugi sucked him into oblivion. Yugi's tongue explored Seto relentlessly, tasting him a with fervour and eagerness the taller boy hadn't thought possible. The spiky head relentlessly moving in his lap was causing the brunette's breath to quicken as his hands fisted the soft material of the blankets. Throwing his head back he feared he had reached the limit of his endurance as Yami closed his teeth around one hard nipple, the mixture of pain and pleasure threatening to push him over the edge. Yami sensed his rapidly approaching release and signalled Yugi to stop as he hastily removed his costume. Yugi's warm mouth retreated as he moved to copy Yami and dispose of his own costume; leaving Seto whimpering at the loss and turning pleading eyes toward Yami.

"Please, Yami... I need... need something.... " Yami kissed him hungrily with a passion that spoke of things to come, the contact of their heated flesh only serving to arouse Seto further. The pharaoh turned to Yugi, who had moved to lie at Seto's side, and held out two fingers in a silent request. It was instantly answered as the two fingers were taken into the hot cavern of Yugi's mouth, receiving the same treatment that Seto had only moments before. Once his fingers were thoroughly coated he moved to position himself between Seto's legs, applying gentle pressure to open them further, exposing all of the proud CEO to Yami's gaze and causing a blush to appear on Seto's cheeks. He gasped when he felt one slick digit push past the resisting ring of muscle at his entrance, and Yugi sought to distract him from the mild discomfort, his hand finding Seto's arousal and stroking it lightly as Yami worked a second finger into him. Seto had been straining against the uncomfortable intrusion when Yami's knowing fingers brushed against something so electrifying that he found himself gasping for air as an intense wave of pleasure washed over him. He'd never felt anything like it, and he wanted more. Yugi's mouth sought his tall lover's and their tongues engaged in a heated battle as Yami positioned himself at Seto's entrance and slowly pushed, struggling to move slowly to give the tight muscles a chance to adjust, as his body screamed at him to slam into the willing boy beneath him. Seto cried out, breaking the kiss, his hands gripping Yugi's shoulders with a pressure that would leave bruises. After the agonizingly slow entrance, Yami finally found himself buried to the hilt in Seto, his breathing matching the CEO's as he waited for him to relax.

Not wanting him left out of the pleasure, Yami reached for his hikari, holding his hips and positioning the smaller boy so that he was sitting on Seto's chest. Seto quickly took the hint, pulling Yugi toward him and returning the favour which he had been granted earlier. As he ran his tongue over the tempting flesh of Yugi's shaft he felt Yami begin to move; slowly pulling away only to push back into his lover's warm embrace. Seto took Yugi deep into his mouth, applying a suction that wrung a cry from parted lips. Yugi began thrusting into Seto's waiting mouth, one hand supporting himself while the other was tangled in the brown mein of his love. He cried out sharply as he felt two fingers press and gain entrance into his body; Yami began to viciously attack his hikari's sweet spot as Seto sucked him with unfailing enthusiasm. The combined sensations were too much for him, and Yugi felt his muscles tense as a searing heat pooled in his groin. With a final cry he thrust deeply into Seto's mouth, his body bucking uncontrollably as his climax overcame him, releasing into Seto as he rode the intense waves of pleasure until he collapsed on the bed, trying to regain his breath.

Now that Yugi had been thoroughly satisfied, Yami continued his assault on Kaiba's tight entrance. He watched Seto closely for signs of discomfort as he quickened his pace, and finding none he adjusted his angle slightly. Seto saw white as Yami struck his prostate, jolting his system with intense waves of pleasure.

"Yami... harder... please! Oh gods..."

Yami complied with his lover's impassioned plea, struggling to delay his own approaching release so that he could first give Seto the pleasure he craved. Yami's hand found the brunette's aching desire and he pumped it fiercely, growling possessively as he heard the whimpers and sobs escaping the boy writhing beneath him. Finally Seto's tension reached its peak and all of his pent up frustration and lust were released in streaming white spurts as he screamed Yami's name, arching his back as his muscles spasmed against Yami's length . The sight of Seto in the throes of such passion pushed him to his own release as he groaned his lover's name, spilling his essence deep inside his lover.

************

Amid threats of imprisonment from Seto and one way trips to the shadow realm from Yami, a rather disgruntled Kaiba eventually found himself firmly zippered into the atrocity that was supposed to pass for a blue eyes white dragon. Yami and Yugi examined their handy work and grinned at each other at their accomplishment.

"Stop glaring Kaiba," Yami spoke as they made their way back to the party with much difficulty, as Seto was trying his best to thwart them and head in the opposite direction. Unfortunately the sheer size of the suit gave him little manoeuverability and hence the two were managing to pull and push him closer to the door leading to the grounds.

"You two do realize that I'm not going to let you get away with this." He said through gritted teeth as they shoved him through the door.

Silence fell and the guests stared in absolute astonishment as the large blue Kaiba found himself standing on the deck between Yami and Yugi. Fortunately all of the party goers except their fellow conspirator were too stunned to notice the suspiciously rumpled appearance of Yami and Yugi, which had nothing to do with their struggle to get Kaiba into the costume. Joey gave them another thumbs up and then dove back into the pile of candy he had acquired.

"Relax Seto, and we'll help you get out of the costume later." Yugi said in a low voice which held a great deal of promise.

As a grin crept across his features the billionaire suddenly decided that perhaps the costume wasn't so bad; Halloween was quickly turning into his favourite holiday.

~Owari~

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