TITLE: Unexpected Consequences &nb sp; AUTHOR: setosgirl
DATE : 6-20-06 &n bsp; ; FANDOM: YGO DISCLAIMER: I don’t own YGO.
PAIRINGS: Joey/Seto TYPE: Romance &n bsp; OCs: None
CHAPTER: Epilogue & nbsp; RATING: PG & nbsp; WORDS: 391
WARNINGS: none
SUMMARY: Seto plays Truth or Dare again.
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Unexpected Consequences
Epilogue
“Truth or dare?”
The room was silent as Seto seemed to consider the question, until Joey nudged him with his shoulder. He would have used something other than his shoulder, but Seto was leaning against his chest and their hands were intertwined in front of his chest, so his shoulder was about the most mobile part of him.
“Come on, moneybags, answer the question.”
“Shut it, mutt,” was Seto’s fond reply. “Truth,” he told Bakura. It wasn’t really as though anyone in the room had expected a different answer from him. It was only the second time he had played with them, the first since he had apparently forgiven Joey for his dare that had resulted in the loss of his virginity. They’d been playing for nearly an hour at this point, and everyone except Marik and Malik had been making an effort to keep the game ‘clean’ for his sake. It was also the first time he had been called. This question, and his reaction, was probably the most important thing they’d see all day.
Bakura rolled his eyes up, as though considering, then leaned forward with a fangy grin. Ryou bit his lip, looking nervous, and Joey reassuringly squeezed Seto tighter, vowing to himself that if Bakura hurt Seto he’d kick his albino ass. Sure, Seto didn’t seem nervous… but after all, he was Seto.
“Are you going to run away after I fuck you like you did with Joey?”
Ryou hit his yami’s arm, which didn’t at all impede his grin, and Joey began to bark out something combative and possessive/protective, even he wasn’t sure what it was. Damn Bakura, he was not going to force Seto into something like that, and he sure as hell didn’t have the right to ask him that kind of question!
Seto ignored them all, though, and rolled his eyes. “Only if you’re as bad as you look like you’ll be.”
Bakura scowled; it seemed to take as long for everyone else to realize that Seto was okay with the question as it took Joey. Then Malik guffawed at Bakura’s expense and the room deteriorated into laughter that was at least as much relieved as amused.
Seto squeezed his hands, and he leaned down to kiss Seto’s neck while everyone else was distracted. Yeah, Seto could handle himself even in this situation.