Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Yu-Gi-Oh: Li'l Hentai Stories ❯ Justice is Served ( Chapter 1 )
[ X - Adult: No readers under 18. Contains Graphic Adult Themes/Extreme violence. ]
By: Yami-Jen 
Seto/Bakura
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.04.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 2.4K | Status: Completed
Seto/Bakura
Anime/Manga: Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction | Genre(s): Hentai / Romance | Type: Other | Uploaded On: 01.04.2003 | Pages: 3 | Words: 2.9K | Visits: 2.4K | Status: Completed
Yu-Gi-Oh: Li'l Hentai Stories
By: Yami-Jen
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A/N: *Smacks herself upside the head* I'm such a freak. Yeah, this hit me at like, 2 in the morning or something, so bear with me. Anyways, this will basically be a series of one-shot lemons with different pairings....probably odd ones, since I like to do that! ^_~ You can request a pairing or scenario if you like. It'll just make it easier for me! ^_^ *sighs* Me and my damn hentai thoughts... -_-;
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh!
Warnings: Sex! And lots of it! Yaoi and probably het eventually! Plus possible bad language, OOC, maybe violence, weirdness, fluffiness, kinky stuff...
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Story #1 ~ Justice is Served ~
Pairing: Seto/Bakura, mentions of Malik/Bakura
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Bakura landed gracefully on his feet after jumping the 10-ft security fence surrounding the Kaiba mansion. He smirked. Like such a weak defense could keep him, the great tomb robber, out. He crept stealthily across the large stretch of lawn until he reached the large structure. It took just a couple quick flicks of his wrist and a window was open, ready for his use. After climbing in silently, he closed it behind him, making not a sound. 'Strange, you'd think someone as rich as Kaiba would have some sort of alarm system.'
He just shrugged the thought off and instead surveyed the room he was in. It appeared to be an entry hall of sorts. A huge stairwell was in the center and he climbed up it. 'He probably keeps his deck in his room, and his room is probably upstairs.'
Yes, Bakura was planning on stealing some cards from Seto's deck. He was put up to it by his boyfriend/partner Malik Ishtar, leader of the Ghouls. The blond Egyptian had recently discovered that Kaiba was now the owner of the Obelisk the Tormentor card and was eager to get it back, and possibly snag a few Blue-eyes as well. But Malik, with an evil glint in his eyes, decided that not he, but Bakura would go on this mission. The dark spirit rolled his eyes as he recalled Malik's last comment, the one that made him decide to accept the offer.
"You're so fucking sexy when you go on a robbery. It makes me want to be fucked....hard."
Spoken with half-lidded lavender eyes. A lust-filled, husky voice. Tongue darting out to run over moist lips.
'Damn you Malik!' Bakura thought to himself as he willed away the erection that had begun to form with the memory. He quickly focused on other things, 'Okay. Ryou visited the mansion with his idiot friends.' Bakura quickly dug through his hikari's memory and found what he was looking for. 'Seto's bedroom is on the third floor.'
Bob was a single, fat, balding, middle-age man and was also head of security at the Kaiba mansion, which actually didn't mean much. Basically he got to sit on his ass all day and 'monitor' the TV's in the security room [think Homer Simpson ^_^], which showed the entire mansion through the lenses of cleverly hidden cameras. Well, the entire mansion except Mr. Kaiba's room. There's a camera there but he requested that it be turned off.
So yeah, it was about midnight or so on a regular night and Bob was eating some donuts he found in the fridge in the security room. He wasn't really paying any attention to the monitors, cause not much usually happened, until he noticed some movement in Sector 5B.
"Shit!" came the immediate reaction. He quickly zoomed in the camera to see the cause of this movement. It was a young man. White-haired and rather attractive Bob had to admit. And rather familiar looking too. Bob quickly did an identity check to see who this fellow was. Ahh....Ryou Bakura. Friend of Mr. Kaiba's. Bob still thought it was rather strange that this guy, even if he was Mr. Kaiba's friend, was wandering around the mansion at night, so he decided he would watch him, and possibly apprehend him.....but later. Bob was enjoying watching his ass. He continued to watch that luscious ass until the white-haired boy entered another room, and disappeared from the screen, "Shit! It's Mr. Kaiba's room!"
Then after a few seconds of thought, Bob decided to turn the camera on. It was for Mr. Kaiba's safety after all. So Bob turned the camera on, seeing the sexy boy open one of the expensive dressers, and Mr. Kaiba was there too, apparently fast asleep. What's this? The boy took something out of one of the drawers. MR. KAIBA'S DUELING DECK?!?! Bob started to panic. If he did nothing, he'd most definitely be fired, or worse....he shuddered at the thought.
Bob was about to push the security button which would contact the police and release the hounds [hehe... ^_^], when a hand clamped down on the white-haired boy's wrist.
Bakura let out a strangled yelp as a strong, cold hand clamped down on his wrist, right when he had the deck too. He quickly glanced up to see the hand belonged to a smirking Seto Kaiba. There was only one word that came to his mind, "Shit!!!"
Seto just continued to smirk, "Ryou. How strange to see you here. Especially at such a late hour and in such an incriminating position."
Bakura growled, the whole situation frustrating him, "Damnit! I'm not Ryou! I'm BAKURA! Ryou's Yami! His eviler counterpart!"
Seto's smirk never disappeared, "Even better. Now I won't feel bad about what I'm going to do to you..."
Bakura's eyes widened, "What the--"
He never got to finish because Seto crushed his lips roughly to the dark spirit's. Bakura's eyes widened even more and he shoved at the taller boy's chest, trying to get away from the bruising kiss, but to no avail. Seto was much stronger than he looked.
Just as quickly as he had latched on to the tomb robber, Seto released him, keeping a firm grip on his upper arm, "This will be so much easier and less painful for you if you just submit yourself." Kaiba whispered softly.
Bakura, being the non-submissive, stubborn Yami he was, made no reply, and instead wretched his arm away from the vice-like grip it was in and ran for door, hoping for an escape. Unfortunately for him, Seto had expected that type of reaction and blocked his path. But Bakura, with a wild look on his face, pulled out his blade that he keeps on him and leveled it at Kaiba's throat, "Either let me fucking leave or die."
The billionaire froze and smirked, "You think it's that easy to get the upper-hand over me?"
And before the dark spirit could react, Seto had jerked the dagger out of his hand and leveled it at the shorter boy's throat instead. Bakura's eyes widened in shock. No one had EVER done that to him before.
Kaiba grinned at the boy, azure eyes glinting in the semi-darkness, "I was poor once, remember? I'm no novice with a blade."
Bakura just growled. His situation seemed hopeless now. What was Kaiba going to do to him? Usually on a robbery, he was running the risk of being arrested, which was no big deal; Ryou could just come with the ring and he'd escape into it. Kaiba on the other hand, seemed like he was going to have some sick way of doling out justice. And he couldn't just go into the ring without Ryou being near, 'Damnit!'
Seto chuckled as he watched Bakura's face twitch with anger and the internal struggle he was having, "Come now, my prisoner, your punishment awaits you."
With that, the brunette dragged the shorter boy over to his bed and threw him on it, face down. Straddling his ass to keep the struggling boy from escaping, he reached over to the handcuffs that were on each bedpost [o_O; I guess he's prepared???] and clamped them around the tomb robber's wrists and ankles. Bakura gritted his teeth, not used to being forced to do anything, and definitely not willing to admit by moaning that he was actually enjoying the pressure being applied to his rear end. Kaiba abruptly got up off the bed, removing the pleasant sensations, and leaving the white-haired boy to glower over his shoulder at him, "Fucking psycho! Malik doesn't even have handcuffs on his bed and he IS insane!"
Seto just chuckled, "There's a lot you don't know about me, my little thief."
He pulled off the shirt he was wearing, leaving him in nothing but boxers, his lithe form enticing, even to the captured spirit. 'He's fucking sexy...' Bakura snarled, angry with himself for thinking that, and watched as Kaiba stepped over to a darkened corner of the room, retrieving something. There was a loud snapping sound and Bakura face now displayed fear. Kaiba had a whip.
The taller boy approached his captive, cracking the thick leather whip he held a few times. He then fixed his eyes on the silent tomb robber, "Ready for your punishment?"
"Fuck you!" Bakura growled, refusing to look at the billionaire. He had been whipped several times in Egypt, and besides being painful, each time had been both mentally and physically damaging to him. He was shaking now, the memories flooding his head and dread for what was to happen filled him.
Kaiba, picking up on the fear radiating off the white-haired boy, grinned sadistically. Without any hesitation, he brought the whip down, hard, on the other's back.
Bakura, other than jerking up a bit at the contact, refused to react. His teeth and eyes were both clenched.
The whip came down again, this time tearing the dark shirt the boy was wearing. And again, and again. Soon the spirit's back, was bare and bleeding.
Still not satisfied with the reaction he was getting, Kaiba shifted the blows lower, over the boy's rear end and thighs. He throttled him until he was content. There wasn't that much blood, and it probably wouldn't scar, but he just wanted to teach the other a lesson. Judging from the whimpering sounds that could be heard now, he did.
Seto set the whip back where it was and strode back to the bed, climbing over it and setting his hand on the shoulder of the shaking tomb robber, "Wasn't that nice?"
Bakura turned to glare over his shoulder, no tears staining his face, but his lower lip was bleeding, undoubtedly from biting it, "Fuck you Kaiba"
Kaiba smirked, "That's what I'm planning on."
He bent down and captured the bloody lip between his own two and ran his tongue over it, cleaning it, savoring the flavor. He then claimed the other's mouth, shoving his tongue in, almost down his throat. He reached up and removed the handcuffs from the other's wrists, massaging the bruised skin. He then brought his hands down the spirit's back, pulling away the remaining tatters of his button down shirt. He caressed his sides, avoiding the marred sections. Only when Bakura moaned unintentionally did he release him, pulling his tongue back slowly and sensually.
Seto smirked and crawled down to the end of the bed, released the other's ankles, and then massaged them as well with his strong hands. The white-haired Yami just buried his face in the pillow, attempting hopelessly to will away the erection that was growing now, as a result of his raging hormones and the kiss his captor had just bestowed upon him.
Kaiba, meanwhile, crawled back up Bakura's body and removed the ripped pants and boxers, leaving the boy naked and vulnerable under him. He bent and kissed the back of his thigh where the angry red marks began, soothing them and licking up the blood. The tomb robber moaned as the other moved up to his ass, and then his back, traveling up his spine.
When he was finally satisfied with his work, Seto sat up and gripped Bakura's waist, forcing him onto his knees so he could get a good look at the boy, "Beautiful..."
And beautiful he was. Pale, flawless skin where the whip didn't strike....lean, yet muscular chest....thin, barely curved hips....rather large erection betraying him....shapely, strong legs....tight, round ass....all and all, Seto could barely keep himself from just throwing the boy down and taking him as roughly as he would have liked. 'No, I can't do that.' He thought as he took in the other's chocolate eyes, wavering with slight fear, yet still strong, angry, and shameless.
Bakura watched as Seto took in his body, and noticed the tent that had formed in the other's boxers. He smirked, "Like what you see?"
Seto growled at him. He was supposed to be in control damnit! Without warning, the billionaire pushed the spirit back on his hands and knees and rubbed his clothed erection against the other's perineum. Bakura reacted with a gasp, followed by a long moan and his pushing back, wanting more contact.
Seto chuckled throatily, "I see you liked that, thief."
He repeated the action, and this time reached around and grabbed the Yami's shaft, pumping it a couple times. Bakura groaned again and thrust into the other's hand. Seto let the other's arousal slip from his hand and he backed away, pulling off his boxers, "Do you want me to fuck you, my little thief?"
After groaning from the loss of contact, the white-haired boy growled, "Yes damnit! Fuck me!!"
Kaiba was a bit shocked at the unhesitant reaction, but definitely did not complain, "All right then..." He spit in his hand and used the saliva to coat his own throbbing member.
"And don't go light on me. I want to be fucked hard!"
Seto smirked and positioned himself, "As you wish." And he pushed inside Bakura roughly, hissing at the tight heat. "Damn..."
When Bakura bucked his hips back impatiently, Seto pulled almost all the way out, them slammed in again, groaning. He repeated this again and again, the dark spirit meeting every thrust, until he prodded something inside of him that made the shorter boy cry out in ecstasy, "Oh Gods!! Harder! Fuck me harder!"
Kaiba complied, his own release nearing. He reached around Bakura's waist and grabbed his erection, pumping it vigorously, until Bakura cried out again, jerking violently and spilling his seed over Seto's hand.
The taller boy wrapped his free arm around the other's waist, supporting him, and slammed into the tight heat a few more times, releasing with a strangled moan.
The two lay there for a while, relaxing and regaining their strength. Seto finally sat up a bit, fixing his gaze on the tomb robber that was lying, facing away from him, "Get out now."
Bakura turned and smirked at the billionaire, "What? Afraid I'll kill you in you're sleep?"
Seto just glared. Bakura sighed heavily and stood, looking about the room, "What the hell am I gonna wear? You kinda destroyed my clothes..."
Without replying, Kaiba walked over to one of his expensive drawers, retrieving a dark button-up shirt and black pants, much like what the other had been wearing earlier. "Take this, and go."
Bakura took the outfit and dressed, trying to ignore the pain that had flared up on his backside from the wounds left by the whip. As soon as he was fully clothed, he strode over to one of the bedside tables and picked up his dagger. He then turned to face the CEO, "If you breathe a word of this to ANYONE--"
Seto smirked and cut him off, "I won't if you won't..."
They both nodded, agreeing to that, and then Bakura walked out the door, eager to get away. Kaiba chuckled in the empty darkness...
Bob zipped up his pants and wiped up his, eh, 'mess' left from the VERY entertaining li'l show he just witnessed. 'Mr. Kaiba should really have more 'guests' like that!'
He walked back over to the fridge, eager to finish his donuts from earlier, when a voice took him by surprise, "Hello Bob."
Bob spun around to find no other than Mr. Kaiba himself, clad in his bathrobe, "Mr. Kaiba...uh...sir..."
Kaiba glared, silencing the poor man, "If I ever hear one word about this, I'm afraid your life will be cut a bit short. And yes, you know what I'm perfectly capable of arranging that."
Bob was shaking as he nodded his affirmative, "Y-yes sir."
"And if I ever find anymore 'uninvited guests,' you'll be out of a job. Consider yourself lucky you aren't right at this moment."
Bob nodded stupidly again, "Yes sir. It w-won't happen again."
"Good." And Kaiba spun around, exiting the little room.
Bob watched his boss go back to his room on the monitors, 'How didn't I see him coming?'
Bakura smirked as he walked rather stiffly back to the Ghouls base, where Malik resides. When he was safely several blocks away from the Kaiba mansion, he pulled a few cards from his pocket. 'Mission accomplished...' He thought as he studied the Obelisk the Tormentor and two Blue-eyes he held in his hand. '...and now for my prize!' He chuckled evilly as he thought of the many things he was going to do to Malik...
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A/N: That turned out kinda weird....oh well! I like it! I don't really see much of Seto/Bakura at all. Sometimes there's Seto/Ryou, but I like this pairing!
Well, Please review! I'll take any suggestions! Thanks! ^___^
By: Yami-Jen
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A/N: *Smacks herself upside the head* I'm such a freak. Yeah, this hit me at like, 2 in the morning or something, so bear with me. Anyways, this will basically be a series of one-shot lemons with different pairings....probably odd ones, since I like to do that! ^_~ You can request a pairing or scenario if you like. It'll just make it easier for me! ^_^ *sighs* Me and my damn hentai thoughts... -_-;
Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-gi-oh!
Warnings: Sex! And lots of it! Yaoi and probably het eventually! Plus possible bad language, OOC, maybe violence, weirdness, fluffiness, kinky stuff...
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Story #1 ~ Justice is Served ~
Pairing: Seto/Bakura, mentions of Malik/Bakura
~~~~~
Bakura landed gracefully on his feet after jumping the 10-ft security fence surrounding the Kaiba mansion. He smirked. Like such a weak defense could keep him, the great tomb robber, out. He crept stealthily across the large stretch of lawn until he reached the large structure. It took just a couple quick flicks of his wrist and a window was open, ready for his use. After climbing in silently, he closed it behind him, making not a sound. 'Strange, you'd think someone as rich as Kaiba would have some sort of alarm system.'
He just shrugged the thought off and instead surveyed the room he was in. It appeared to be an entry hall of sorts. A huge stairwell was in the center and he climbed up it. 'He probably keeps his deck in his room, and his room is probably upstairs.'
Yes, Bakura was planning on stealing some cards from Seto's deck. He was put up to it by his boyfriend/partner Malik Ishtar, leader of the Ghouls. The blond Egyptian had recently discovered that Kaiba was now the owner of the Obelisk the Tormentor card and was eager to get it back, and possibly snag a few Blue-eyes as well. But Malik, with an evil glint in his eyes, decided that not he, but Bakura would go on this mission. The dark spirit rolled his eyes as he recalled Malik's last comment, the one that made him decide to accept the offer.
"You're so fucking sexy when you go on a robbery. It makes me want to be fucked....hard."
Spoken with half-lidded lavender eyes. A lust-filled, husky voice. Tongue darting out to run over moist lips.
'Damn you Malik!' Bakura thought to himself as he willed away the erection that had begun to form with the memory. He quickly focused on other things, 'Okay. Ryou visited the mansion with his idiot friends.' Bakura quickly dug through his hikari's memory and found what he was looking for. 'Seto's bedroom is on the third floor.'
Bob was a single, fat, balding, middle-age man and was also head of security at the Kaiba mansion, which actually didn't mean much. Basically he got to sit on his ass all day and 'monitor' the TV's in the security room [think Homer Simpson ^_^], which showed the entire mansion through the lenses of cleverly hidden cameras. Well, the entire mansion except Mr. Kaiba's room. There's a camera there but he requested that it be turned off.
So yeah, it was about midnight or so on a regular night and Bob was eating some donuts he found in the fridge in the security room. He wasn't really paying any attention to the monitors, cause not much usually happened, until he noticed some movement in Sector 5B.
"Shit!" came the immediate reaction. He quickly zoomed in the camera to see the cause of this movement. It was a young man. White-haired and rather attractive Bob had to admit. And rather familiar looking too. Bob quickly did an identity check to see who this fellow was. Ahh....Ryou Bakura. Friend of Mr. Kaiba's. Bob still thought it was rather strange that this guy, even if he was Mr. Kaiba's friend, was wandering around the mansion at night, so he decided he would watch him, and possibly apprehend him.....but later. Bob was enjoying watching his ass. He continued to watch that luscious ass until the white-haired boy entered another room, and disappeared from the screen, "Shit! It's Mr. Kaiba's room!"
Then after a few seconds of thought, Bob decided to turn the camera on. It was for Mr. Kaiba's safety after all. So Bob turned the camera on, seeing the sexy boy open one of the expensive dressers, and Mr. Kaiba was there too, apparently fast asleep. What's this? The boy took something out of one of the drawers. MR. KAIBA'S DUELING DECK?!?! Bob started to panic. If he did nothing, he'd most definitely be fired, or worse....he shuddered at the thought.
Bob was about to push the security button which would contact the police and release the hounds [hehe... ^_^], when a hand clamped down on the white-haired boy's wrist.
Bakura let out a strangled yelp as a strong, cold hand clamped down on his wrist, right when he had the deck too. He quickly glanced up to see the hand belonged to a smirking Seto Kaiba. There was only one word that came to his mind, "Shit!!!"
Seto just continued to smirk, "Ryou. How strange to see you here. Especially at such a late hour and in such an incriminating position."
Bakura growled, the whole situation frustrating him, "Damnit! I'm not Ryou! I'm BAKURA! Ryou's Yami! His eviler counterpart!"
Seto's smirk never disappeared, "Even better. Now I won't feel bad about what I'm going to do to you..."
Bakura's eyes widened, "What the--"
He never got to finish because Seto crushed his lips roughly to the dark spirit's. Bakura's eyes widened even more and he shoved at the taller boy's chest, trying to get away from the bruising kiss, but to no avail. Seto was much stronger than he looked.
Just as quickly as he had latched on to the tomb robber, Seto released him, keeping a firm grip on his upper arm, "This will be so much easier and less painful for you if you just submit yourself." Kaiba whispered softly.
Bakura, being the non-submissive, stubborn Yami he was, made no reply, and instead wretched his arm away from the vice-like grip it was in and ran for door, hoping for an escape. Unfortunately for him, Seto had expected that type of reaction and blocked his path. But Bakura, with a wild look on his face, pulled out his blade that he keeps on him and leveled it at Kaiba's throat, "Either let me fucking leave or die."
The billionaire froze and smirked, "You think it's that easy to get the upper-hand over me?"
And before the dark spirit could react, Seto had jerked the dagger out of his hand and leveled it at the shorter boy's throat instead. Bakura's eyes widened in shock. No one had EVER done that to him before.
Kaiba grinned at the boy, azure eyes glinting in the semi-darkness, "I was poor once, remember? I'm no novice with a blade."
Bakura just growled. His situation seemed hopeless now. What was Kaiba going to do to him? Usually on a robbery, he was running the risk of being arrested, which was no big deal; Ryou could just come with the ring and he'd escape into it. Kaiba on the other hand, seemed like he was going to have some sick way of doling out justice. And he couldn't just go into the ring without Ryou being near, 'Damnit!'
Seto chuckled as he watched Bakura's face twitch with anger and the internal struggle he was having, "Come now, my prisoner, your punishment awaits you."
With that, the brunette dragged the shorter boy over to his bed and threw him on it, face down. Straddling his ass to keep the struggling boy from escaping, he reached over to the handcuffs that were on each bedpost [o_O; I guess he's prepared???] and clamped them around the tomb robber's wrists and ankles. Bakura gritted his teeth, not used to being forced to do anything, and definitely not willing to admit by moaning that he was actually enjoying the pressure being applied to his rear end. Kaiba abruptly got up off the bed, removing the pleasant sensations, and leaving the white-haired boy to glower over his shoulder at him, "Fucking psycho! Malik doesn't even have handcuffs on his bed and he IS insane!"
Seto just chuckled, "There's a lot you don't know about me, my little thief."
He pulled off the shirt he was wearing, leaving him in nothing but boxers, his lithe form enticing, even to the captured spirit. 'He's fucking sexy...' Bakura snarled, angry with himself for thinking that, and watched as Kaiba stepped over to a darkened corner of the room, retrieving something. There was a loud snapping sound and Bakura face now displayed fear. Kaiba had a whip.
The taller boy approached his captive, cracking the thick leather whip he held a few times. He then fixed his eyes on the silent tomb robber, "Ready for your punishment?"
"Fuck you!" Bakura growled, refusing to look at the billionaire. He had been whipped several times in Egypt, and besides being painful, each time had been both mentally and physically damaging to him. He was shaking now, the memories flooding his head and dread for what was to happen filled him.
Kaiba, picking up on the fear radiating off the white-haired boy, grinned sadistically. Without any hesitation, he brought the whip down, hard, on the other's back.
Bakura, other than jerking up a bit at the contact, refused to react. His teeth and eyes were both clenched.
The whip came down again, this time tearing the dark shirt the boy was wearing. And again, and again. Soon the spirit's back, was bare and bleeding.
Still not satisfied with the reaction he was getting, Kaiba shifted the blows lower, over the boy's rear end and thighs. He throttled him until he was content. There wasn't that much blood, and it probably wouldn't scar, but he just wanted to teach the other a lesson. Judging from the whimpering sounds that could be heard now, he did.
Seto set the whip back where it was and strode back to the bed, climbing over it and setting his hand on the shoulder of the shaking tomb robber, "Wasn't that nice?"
Bakura turned to glare over his shoulder, no tears staining his face, but his lower lip was bleeding, undoubtedly from biting it, "Fuck you Kaiba"
Kaiba smirked, "That's what I'm planning on."
He bent down and captured the bloody lip between his own two and ran his tongue over it, cleaning it, savoring the flavor. He then claimed the other's mouth, shoving his tongue in, almost down his throat. He reached up and removed the handcuffs from the other's wrists, massaging the bruised skin. He then brought his hands down the spirit's back, pulling away the remaining tatters of his button down shirt. He caressed his sides, avoiding the marred sections. Only when Bakura moaned unintentionally did he release him, pulling his tongue back slowly and sensually.
Seto smirked and crawled down to the end of the bed, released the other's ankles, and then massaged them as well with his strong hands. The white-haired Yami just buried his face in the pillow, attempting hopelessly to will away the erection that was growing now, as a result of his raging hormones and the kiss his captor had just bestowed upon him.
Kaiba, meanwhile, crawled back up Bakura's body and removed the ripped pants and boxers, leaving the boy naked and vulnerable under him. He bent and kissed the back of his thigh where the angry red marks began, soothing them and licking up the blood. The tomb robber moaned as the other moved up to his ass, and then his back, traveling up his spine.
When he was finally satisfied with his work, Seto sat up and gripped Bakura's waist, forcing him onto his knees so he could get a good look at the boy, "Beautiful..."
And beautiful he was. Pale, flawless skin where the whip didn't strike....lean, yet muscular chest....thin, barely curved hips....rather large erection betraying him....shapely, strong legs....tight, round ass....all and all, Seto could barely keep himself from just throwing the boy down and taking him as roughly as he would have liked. 'No, I can't do that.' He thought as he took in the other's chocolate eyes, wavering with slight fear, yet still strong, angry, and shameless.
Bakura watched as Seto took in his body, and noticed the tent that had formed in the other's boxers. He smirked, "Like what you see?"
Seto growled at him. He was supposed to be in control damnit! Without warning, the billionaire pushed the spirit back on his hands and knees and rubbed his clothed erection against the other's perineum. Bakura reacted with a gasp, followed by a long moan and his pushing back, wanting more contact.
Seto chuckled throatily, "I see you liked that, thief."
He repeated the action, and this time reached around and grabbed the Yami's shaft, pumping it a couple times. Bakura groaned again and thrust into the other's hand. Seto let the other's arousal slip from his hand and he backed away, pulling off his boxers, "Do you want me to fuck you, my little thief?"
After groaning from the loss of contact, the white-haired boy growled, "Yes damnit! Fuck me!!"
Kaiba was a bit shocked at the unhesitant reaction, but definitely did not complain, "All right then..." He spit in his hand and used the saliva to coat his own throbbing member.
"And don't go light on me. I want to be fucked hard!"
Seto smirked and positioned himself, "As you wish." And he pushed inside Bakura roughly, hissing at the tight heat. "Damn..."
When Bakura bucked his hips back impatiently, Seto pulled almost all the way out, them slammed in again, groaning. He repeated this again and again, the dark spirit meeting every thrust, until he prodded something inside of him that made the shorter boy cry out in ecstasy, "Oh Gods!! Harder! Fuck me harder!"
Kaiba complied, his own release nearing. He reached around Bakura's waist and grabbed his erection, pumping it vigorously, until Bakura cried out again, jerking violently and spilling his seed over Seto's hand.
The taller boy wrapped his free arm around the other's waist, supporting him, and slammed into the tight heat a few more times, releasing with a strangled moan.
The two lay there for a while, relaxing and regaining their strength. Seto finally sat up a bit, fixing his gaze on the tomb robber that was lying, facing away from him, "Get out now."
Bakura turned and smirked at the billionaire, "What? Afraid I'll kill you in you're sleep?"
Seto just glared. Bakura sighed heavily and stood, looking about the room, "What the hell am I gonna wear? You kinda destroyed my clothes..."
Without replying, Kaiba walked over to one of his expensive drawers, retrieving a dark button-up shirt and black pants, much like what the other had been wearing earlier. "Take this, and go."
Bakura took the outfit and dressed, trying to ignore the pain that had flared up on his backside from the wounds left by the whip. As soon as he was fully clothed, he strode over to one of the bedside tables and picked up his dagger. He then turned to face the CEO, "If you breathe a word of this to ANYONE--"
Seto smirked and cut him off, "I won't if you won't..."
They both nodded, agreeing to that, and then Bakura walked out the door, eager to get away. Kaiba chuckled in the empty darkness...
Bob zipped up his pants and wiped up his, eh, 'mess' left from the VERY entertaining li'l show he just witnessed. 'Mr. Kaiba should really have more 'guests' like that!'
He walked back over to the fridge, eager to finish his donuts from earlier, when a voice took him by surprise, "Hello Bob."
Bob spun around to find no other than Mr. Kaiba himself, clad in his bathrobe, "Mr. Kaiba...uh...sir..."
Kaiba glared, silencing the poor man, "If I ever hear one word about this, I'm afraid your life will be cut a bit short. And yes, you know what I'm perfectly capable of arranging that."
Bob was shaking as he nodded his affirmative, "Y-yes sir."
"And if I ever find anymore 'uninvited guests,' you'll be out of a job. Consider yourself lucky you aren't right at this moment."
Bob nodded stupidly again, "Yes sir. It w-won't happen again."
"Good." And Kaiba spun around, exiting the little room.
Bob watched his boss go back to his room on the monitors, 'How didn't I see him coming?'
Bakura smirked as he walked rather stiffly back to the Ghouls base, where Malik resides. When he was safely several blocks away from the Kaiba mansion, he pulled a few cards from his pocket. 'Mission accomplished...' He thought as he studied the Obelisk the Tormentor and two Blue-eyes he held in his hand. '...and now for my prize!' He chuckled evilly as he thought of the many things he was going to do to Malik...
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A/N: That turned out kinda weird....oh well! I like it! I don't really see much of Seto/Bakura at all. Sometimes there's Seto/Ryou, but I like this pairing!
Well, Please review! I'll take any suggestions! Thanks! ^___^