Sleeping Dogs
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
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2,036
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6
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Negotiations
“So what’s the deal with you and Jounuchi?” Pegasus leaned on his elbow and looked at Kaiba in bed next to him.
“What deal?” Kaiba, comfortable on his pillow, did not even turn his head. “He wants to go around with me, I let him. Why do you care?”
“Mmm –“ Pegasus ran his hand gently along Kaiba’s cheek, and then, cupping his face lightly, turned his head so that they were facing. “Just curious, I guess.” He leaned over and gave him a kiss. “You know me: I’m always curious.”
“Don’t be.” Kaiba pulled him into his arms and kissed him, tangling his hands into his long hair and holding him tight. Pegasus laughed. He held his hips and pulled their bodies closer. Their kiss was a long one, and it gave promise of a very enjoyable night to come. Kaiba had almost forgotten what they were talking about when he finally raised his head.
“I could get him away from you,” he said.
“What?” Kaiba tried to pull him close again. “Who?”
“The blond – Jounuchi –“ Pegasus ran one finger idly down Kaiba’s chest – He felt goose-bumps rise at the touch. “I could do it easy – If I wanted to.”
“Yeah, yeah – Sure…” Kaiba relaxed, enjoying Pegasus’ hand.
“Because I’m nicer than you –“ His hand moved lower, still idle, touching lightly. “More sympathetic.” Kaiba closed his eyes. “And more affectionate.”
“That feels good.” Kaiba did not open his eyes. “Do it some more.”
“He’s pretty, your blond friend.” Pegasus kissed him, running one hand along his face, while the other continued what it was doing. “Will you share him with me?” He slid closer in bed. “Or shall I take him from you?”
“Get it through your head –“ Kaiba put his arms around Pegasus’ waist. “For the last time, I don’t care about the mutt.”
“Then I can take him?” Pegasus on top of him felt good, their erections pressed together. Kaiba dug his fingers into the muscles of his buttocks.
“No, you can’t,” he murmured, as Pegasus ran his tongue along his jawbone. “There’s no way he’d choose you over me.”
Pegasus snuggled closer. “You think not?” He nibbled his way slowly down Kaiba’s throat.
“Stands to reason –“ Kaiba allowed himself a patronizing laugh. “Think about it: You – Me – Who would you pick?”
“Oh, you, of course.” Pegasus’ own laugh sounded very amused. “But who am I to judge? You’re the one always says I’m twisted –“ His head went lower, tongue very active, down Kaiba’s chest.
Kaiba savored the attention. “You are twisted,” he said. Pegasus was too busy to answer. “You’re good and twisted.” He thought he heard a chuckle, coming from down around his waist, where Pegasus’ head was now. “And I’m just plain good.”
“Mmm-hmm –“ Pegasus’ tongue went lower. “And you’re going to share Jounuchi with me.”
“How do you figure?” Kaiba asked, not caring especially.
“A consolation prize –“ Pegasus raised his head briefly. “For my not having been born Seto Kaiba.” He bent his head and returned to what he was doing.
For a moment – Just for the briefest of moments, Kaiba wondered if there might not possibly have been some slight – Very slight – insult in Pegasus’ words. He thought about it briefly. Then Pegasus took him in his mouth, and he decided it didn’t matter all that much.
“What deal?” Kaiba, comfortable on his pillow, did not even turn his head. “He wants to go around with me, I let him. Why do you care?”
“Mmm –“ Pegasus ran his hand gently along Kaiba’s cheek, and then, cupping his face lightly, turned his head so that they were facing. “Just curious, I guess.” He leaned over and gave him a kiss. “You know me: I’m always curious.”
“Don’t be.” Kaiba pulled him into his arms and kissed him, tangling his hands into his long hair and holding him tight. Pegasus laughed. He held his hips and pulled their bodies closer. Their kiss was a long one, and it gave promise of a very enjoyable night to come. Kaiba had almost forgotten what they were talking about when he finally raised his head.
“I could get him away from you,” he said.
“What?” Kaiba tried to pull him close again. “Who?”
“The blond – Jounuchi –“ Pegasus ran one finger idly down Kaiba’s chest – He felt goose-bumps rise at the touch. “I could do it easy – If I wanted to.”
“Yeah, yeah – Sure…” Kaiba relaxed, enjoying Pegasus’ hand.
“Because I’m nicer than you –“ His hand moved lower, still idle, touching lightly. “More sympathetic.” Kaiba closed his eyes. “And more affectionate.”
“That feels good.” Kaiba did not open his eyes. “Do it some more.”
“He’s pretty, your blond friend.” Pegasus kissed him, running one hand along his face, while the other continued what it was doing. “Will you share him with me?” He slid closer in bed. “Or shall I take him from you?”
“Get it through your head –“ Kaiba put his arms around Pegasus’ waist. “For the last time, I don’t care about the mutt.”
“Then I can take him?” Pegasus on top of him felt good, their erections pressed together. Kaiba dug his fingers into the muscles of his buttocks.
“No, you can’t,” he murmured, as Pegasus ran his tongue along his jawbone. “There’s no way he’d choose you over me.”
Pegasus snuggled closer. “You think not?” He nibbled his way slowly down Kaiba’s throat.
“Stands to reason –“ Kaiba allowed himself a patronizing laugh. “Think about it: You – Me – Who would you pick?”
“Oh, you, of course.” Pegasus’ own laugh sounded very amused. “But who am I to judge? You’re the one always says I’m twisted –“ His head went lower, tongue very active, down Kaiba’s chest.
Kaiba savored the attention. “You are twisted,” he said. Pegasus was too busy to answer. “You’re good and twisted.” He thought he heard a chuckle, coming from down around his waist, where Pegasus’ head was now. “And I’m just plain good.”
“Mmm-hmm –“ Pegasus’ tongue went lower. “And you’re going to share Jounuchi with me.”
“How do you figure?” Kaiba asked, not caring especially.
“A consolation prize –“ Pegasus raised his head briefly. “For my not having been born Seto Kaiba.” He bent his head and returned to what he was doing.
For a moment – Just for the briefest of moments, Kaiba wondered if there might not possibly have been some slight – Very slight – insult in Pegasus’ words. He thought about it briefly. Then Pegasus took him in his mouth, and he decided it didn’t matter all that much.