Masochist Yami

Seto's eyes became impossibly darker at that. He added two more fingers with ease as his lover loosened up. He began to thrust rhythmically in and out as he searched for that one spot.

" OH! Ra!" Yami exclaimed, his vision going white and his body trembling. Seto smirked and withdrew his fingers before spreading some lube on his bound cock. He placed one leg on his shoulder before locking gazes with Yami. The Pharaoh whimpered and nodded. " Please…"

Seto pushed forward, and he got through the tight ring inch by agonizing inch. Yami kept squirming and thrusting, urging him to hurry up, but Seto was careful, not wanting to hurt his petite love.

" Please," whined Yami, tossing and thrusting. " Please, love. I need you."

Seto was half way in, but the words made him plunge in all the way. Their cries mingled with each other as they waited to adjust. Yami was panting erratically and glistening with sweat. He gazed soulfully into azure orbs, waiting for the brunette to move. Seto brought his hands to Yami's chest, just beside the pinched nipples, and slowly pulled out. His hips sank in just as so, drawing out a desired response from Yami's throat.

Seto felt the unbearable pleasure on his retrained cock, and before he could stop himself, he found himself withdrawing, then plunging back in a moment later, ripping screams from both their lips. He established a steady rhythm and trailed his hands to Yami's abused nipples, moving the pinchers about. Yami's cries grew louder and more desperate, almost keening in pure agony.

Seto twisted the pinchers one last time before using one arm to hold himself up and bring the other down to Yami's neglected arousal. He picked up the pace as he began to stroke the throbbing appendage. Yami met him thrust for thrust, alternating between harsh breathing and screaming out his lover's name.

The CEO himself felt his control slipping as Yami's velvet walls tightened. His loud grunts and growls came with every movement of his hips. They were drowned several moments later by a cry of his name from the perfect figure below him, arching and writhing. Hot come spattered on their chests and stomachs in thick waves. Seto felt his own climax approaching and he stopped completely, letting Yami's leg fall from his shoulder.

The Pharaoh let out a weak whimper but was turned onto his front before he properly registered what was going on. Seto raised his hips and thrust back in, completely losing himself and ravishing the Pharaoh in a h fas fast pace. Yami could only try to keep breathing, the pleasure already close to suffocating him. Seto's labored sounds were heard from behind, and the smack of metal on concrete at the force of each of his thrusts. The SPirit's arousal returned full force.

Burying himself deep in one last plunge, Seto came with a roar loud enough to shake the foundations of his manor. Yami came again a split second later, crying out in strained octaves before he collapsed completely. Seto rested with his elbows on either side of the Spirit, suspending him above the other. He weakly undid the silk bindings and hissed with sympathy at the red burns on the wrists. He kissed each one softly before climbing beside Yami. The cock ring was still on him, and he took it off carefully, wincing as he did so, and put it aside.

Yami was still, and Seto turned him over to find him knocked out cold. The brunette smirked and took off the pinchers, licking the sore nipples before pulling up the crumpled sheets to cover them both.

Yami cuddled against him, and Seto held him close, falling into deep sleep. Lucky for him that Yami didn't mind a little pain with his pleasure. It was all worth it. ~*~

Owari

So? Whaddya think? I HAD to write another lemon. I don't know; I'm such a crazed lemon addict or something, especially with Seto and Yami!!

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Aniron Legolas