Millenium Gold: The seX Philes

LMAO this is Otogi/Isis/Tristan! Oh boy, this is gonna be funny...

I apologize for the wait on this one.. I've been tired and suffereing from writer's block somehting terribly. Plus I am prolonging the ending of this story, because I really don't want it to end, but it must! *cries*

This story contains: yaoi, embarrassment, het, pep talks, and all out fun! I hope you guys like this!!!

DISCLAIMER: I own nothing, dammit! Nothing!
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Emerald read the email he'd been handed as soon as he'd stepped through Amethyst and Sapphire's shared office. Amethyst and Sapphire watched him with calm eyes as his face began to change from shock, to disbelief, to horror, then finally fear. Off to the side, drinking a shot of cognac, was Diamond, who was smirking in a supreme gesture.

"I think we've taught you well enough, Emerald. You're fully bisexual now, and you haven't actually taken a man on your own accord, doing so only after being denied release from Sapphire, but you have been taken many times. It's time you handled a fantasy with a man on your own. This is perfect for you. He desires to be made love to," Amethyst said calmly, swirling his own glass of cognac around lazily.

"But I don't know if I can do it," Emerald said, his voice wavering slightly.

"I taught you myself how to fully prepare someone," Diamond scoffed indignantly. "You didn't fail in your studies, and you certainly won't fail now. Besides, Tristan asked for you specifically from the last time he was here. You intrigued him, he said. You are passionate with Isis—why can't you be passionate with him?"

Emerald swallowed hard. They were asking him to put his neck in a noose! He had never actually been in charge before—he'd only slept with Mako after being so worked up by Sapphire, then Sapphire and Amethyst both had him once, and Diamond trained him the last time. This time, however, the more skilled Fantasy Givers would not be involved at all in this fantasy—and it scared the hell out of him.

Emerald wasn't sure he could be as soul stirring as his employers, who oozed sexuality from their pores. His own beauty was more feminine and introverted than the other three Jewels. He wondered if he would have to be uke this time, or would he be seme? From what he'd seen on the MG tapes, Tristan was content to be either.

"My little hellcat, you won't get a finer piece of ass than Tristan's," Sapphire said. "If you are still frightened, come here."

Emerald's eyes softened as he looked at Sapphire. Sapphire had always held a special place in his heart, and a soft word from him could make Emerald turn into mush. Shyly, he walked over to Sapphire and sat in his lap, sighing contentedly when Sapphire ran his fingers through his long, waist length tresses. A/N: awwww)

"You know how," Sapphire whispered in Emerald's ear, calming the young man further. "You know how to make someone feel good—you always made me feel good, and I know you have enough fire in you to make someone else feel good. You can do this, my hellcat. Believe in everything we've taught you. Isis already brags on your sexual prowess, now it's time to make Tristan a slave to your charms as well."

Emerald's green eyes shot open, and he jumped up. Sapphire leaned back in alarm.

"What's wrong, Emerald?"

"Oh gods, I forgot… Isis was supposed to come over tonight! Oh no, what am I going to do?" Emerald said, very drama queen like. He covered his face with his hands and moaned into them, while the other three Jewels looked at each other, grinning sadistically.

"Here is your chance, Emerald. You get to please two members of the opposite sex. You've fucked a girl before—hell, you do Isis on the regular. Besides, I think she may like it if she gets to see you fuck Tristan," Diamond said, grinning. Amethyst felt an answering grin peek out on his own face, and Sapphire couldn't stop his own grin from peeking out. As for Emerald, he looked horrified.

"Oh gods no! You want me to fuck both of them—alone?!"

"It'll be good practice for you," Amethyst said, giving his approval.

"I agree," Sapphire said, still holding Emerald, who had gone pale by this time.

"And you know I agree, since I suggested it," Diamond said smugly.

Emerald's mouth went completely dry at the thought of having both a willing male and female in his bed. Isis, he knew, wouldn't mind, as they'd done threesomes together before, but he thought Tristan was totally gay. Tristan came to MG strictly for the males.

"Isn't Tristan gay?" Emerald said, voicing his thoughts out loud.

"Now that, we don’t know," Amethyst said, getting another shot of cognac. "If he is just totally gay, I'm sure you can still satisfy all parties involved with no problem."

"Oh, gods, this gets worse and worse," Emerald moaned out. "A bisexual male, a bisexual female, and a totally gay male, all lodged in one bedroom, with me as taskmaster. Oh, Kami!"

"You're a lucky man, Emerald," Diamond said dryly as he drank his third shot of cognac. "I'd so enjoy eating some pussy while having my ass pounded. I'd trade spots with you in a heartbeat."

Emerald was just about to open his mouth and complain when he thought about it. Finally, he could prove his worth to the other Jewels, and get all the snatch and dick he wanted in one night. All he had to do was be forceful and dominant, and he was capable of such a thing.

In that instant, his decision was made. He remembered what Sapphire told him the night he was initiated into Millennium Gold.

"Fantasy Givers don't have time to be nervous or afraid. Your goal is to focus on your charge's pleasures. Twirling your hair like that gives what you really feel away. Let your charge know who you are by feeling your presence. The air you carry lets your charge know who is in charge, and what level of sexual pleasure you are capable of."

Emerald lifted his chin up pridefully, rising from Sapphire's warm lap. He had been trained by the best—he could do this. Squaring his shoulders, he spoke in a clear, calm voice.

"It is time I crawled out of my shell, remembered what I was taught and who I was taught by, and handle things on my own. I will do it."
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"This is a biiiigggg mistake," Emerald groaned out in his bedroom suite an hour later, waiting on Tristan's arrival. Before him, looking every inch the Egyptian queen, was Isis, calmly sipping on a cool glass of Moet.

"You'll be fine," she said quietly. She had to admit that Emerald looked quite delicious, wearing a sheer emerald green pajama set with black slippers. His hair was left loose and flowing, and his eyes had been lined with black kohl, courtesy of Diamond. She had to admit at first she was a bit jealous, but hey, she was about to get quite the education, and plus, she could get as much of Emerald as she wanted. (A/N: Women don't like to share… this is gonna be funny!)

"I hope so," Emerald muttered darkly. He paced around the room, grateful that Isis had been so understanding. Besides, she'd said, she'd never seen Emerald fuck a man before, and she fully intended to get quite the show.

Emerald was about to ask Isis a question when he froze, hearing Diamond let someone in the house.

"Emerald is upstairs, Tristan. He's waiting for you. Welcome back to Millennium Gold—and please enjoy your pleasures."

"Thanks," came the muted reply. Heavy footfalls sounded on the stairs as Emerald stood up slowly, taking a deep breath and tossing his long black hair over one shoulder. The door opened, and in came Tristan.

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Down in the control room, Sapphire, Amethyst, Diamond, Joey, Yugi, and Ryou all sat casually, each man interested in knowing how their most introverted Fantasy Giver was going to handle the task of pleasing two members of the opposite sex--alone.

"5000 yen says he fucks it up," Diamond said flatly.

"I'll meet your wager, and raise the stakes up 5000 more," Sapphire said challengingly. "I have faith in my hellcat."

"Your hellcat?" Joey said jealously.

"Why yes, my hellcat. I like cats too, but I prefer dogs—the golden kind," Sapphire said, making Joey beam happily. Amethyst, Yugi, And Diamond all made fake gagging noises, while Ryou giggled.

"Bite me, boys," Sapphire said, flipping them off. "Hey, they're getting started. Let's watch!" The group settled down to watch the drama unfold.
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Tristan stared at the emerald-eyed beauty before him. Emerald excited him to no end, and had ever s he\ he'd come back to MG a second time. He had to admit the raven-haired beauty looked gorgeous in his green sheer outfit, and the way the low lighting of the room cast shadows on his body made Tristan hard as a rock instantly. Emerald noticed the enormous bulge in his pants and he prayed he'd be able to handle it… alone.

Emerald took a deep, quavering breath, then tried to affect a cool and calm demeanor like his teachers. He called on every amount of courage he had and looked at Tristan with cool green eyes.

"Good evening, Tristan. Let me pour you a glass of Moet." Emerald sashayed over to the little nightstand next to Isis, who was watching, torn somewhere between amusement and irritation. With trembling hands, he poured Tristan a glass, feeling his eyes roam over his body. He looked up at Isis, who gave him a reassuring smile. He smiled back, then turned, carrying the full glass of champagne in his hand. He walked to Tristan, who was drooling by now, in a slow, modelesque walk. He was almost to Tristan when suddenly, tragedy struck.

He fell flat on his face, breaking the glass and sending champagne up in a splash, getting some in his hair and onto Tristan's chest. His pajama pants were too long and the end of one side slide under his shoe, resulting in his tripping and falling.

"Oh shit," Tristan said, rushing to help Otogi up, whose pride was bruised badly and face flaming in embarrassment. "Aru oku okay?"

"Nothing's hurt, just my pride," Otogi said, thoroughly humiliated. Fantasy Givers weren't supposed to be clumsy. He sat up and dusted the glass bits out of his long hair, and then picked up the phone to get a maid in the room to clean up the mess. Isis glared at Tristan, who glared back.

"Who's the bitch?"

"My name is Isis, not 'bitch,' shark fin. Get it right." (A/N: lmao at shark fin)

"Why you skanky bi—"

"STOP IT PLEASE!" Otogi yelled out, still red from embarrassment. "Please, this is not the time for that. Isis is a really good friend of mine, and Tristan is my client for the evening. So there."

"I had no clue that SHE would be here," Tristan said bitchily.

"And I had no clue that your client for the evening would be such a dick, Emerald," Isis said, scowling.

Emerald groaned out loud, his head starting to hurt. He hadn't touched either party, and they were already fighting like cats and dogs. This was gonna be a loooooong night.

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Down in the control room, Diamond was laughing hysterically, tears streaming from his brown eyes and oblivious to the death glares he was being given by Ryou, Yugi, Yami, and Sapphire. Joey was drinking a Coke to keep from cracking up.

"Oh man, oh man, I told ya he'd fuck it up!" Diamond howled, bursting into laughter again.

"The night's not over yet, shirokami no mamono," Seto hissed out angrily. "Take a look at the screen." (A/N: he called him "white haired devil" in Japanese)

Diamond stopped laughing long enough to take a peek at the screen and his eyes went wide.
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Tristan kissed Otogi gently, slowly rubbing his tongue along the flustered man's. He rubbed his back soothingly as he kissed him, and Otogi could not hold back the soft moan that escaped from his lips. He was standing, kissing Tristan on one side while Isis was standing on the other, face contorted in fury. She knew Otogi had a job to do, but dammit, she loved him and wanted him all to herself.

Tristan broke the kiss, and looked down into Otogi's dreamy green eyes.

"Will you make love to me?" he whispered.

"Yes," Otogi said breathlessly. Tristan smiled in triumph, throwing a mocking glare to Isis before leaning down to take his lips captive again
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Otogi moaned louder and pulled Tristan's body flush against his, really getting into the kiss—

--until Isis yanked him away from Tristan and to her own lips. Emerald squeaked in surprise but accepted her kiss as well. Tristan's face darkened in complete fury as he watched the Egyptian woman kiss Otogi with heat and passion, and something else he didn't have.

Familiarity.

Tristan growled out and snatched Otogi back from Isis, attacking his lips again until Isis snatched him back. Otogi was shocked, furious, hurt and disappointed in the guy and girl fighting over him like he was a bone scrap. It really got out of hand when Isis slapped Tristan to keep him from touching Otogi. Tristan grabbed her hair and pulled it, yanking hard. It almost escalated into a full-fledged war until Otogi decided he'd had enough. He jerked back from Isis's grabbing hands and said loudly:

"I am SICK of this shit! I thought I'd be able to handle this, but I can't, dammit! I can't do this." With a vicious scowl, he backed up from the two of them and grabbed the open bottle of champagne before sitting in a corner, his back facing them.

Isis and Tristan looked at each other, silently agreeing that they could argue over claiming rights later. Right now, their little lover was sitting in a corner swilling champagne and getting shit-faced in anger.

Otogi turned the champagne bottle up and drank it like water, pissed the hell off at how immature the both of them were acting. He cared for Isis, true, but she said she could handle being the girlfriend of a professional prostitute. And Tristan—Otogi just didn't know what to make of him. Why was he acting like this?

Otogi was so deep in his thoughts that he jumped when he felt a soft hand touch his shoulder. He turned to look right into Isis's soft green eyes. Another hand landed on his opposite shoulder, and he turned to look at Tristan. No one spoke, but Isis and Tristan each took one of his hands and led him to the large bed in the center of the room.

Isis gently slipped the open shirt off Otogi's slim form, while Tristan slid the pajama pants off his slender thighs. Otogi was so shocked he could only get one word out.

"Why?"

"Because we realize we were acting like assholes, and we want to make it up to you," Tristan said, skillfully exciting Otogi to an erection.

"Let uke cke care of you for the night," Isis agreed, teasing his little nipples.

Otogi moaned a little bit as Tristan lifted him and laid him down in the center of the bed on his stomach. Isis stripped herself naked and gestured for Tristan to do the same. He complied, and flanked Otogi on one side, Isis on the other. Isis leaned over on the nightstand and grabbed the small bottle of almond oil, pouring a few precious drops onto Otogi's back. Otogi moaned loudly, loving it when Isis massaged him. Tristan took some of the oil and rubbed his feet with firm, smooth strokes, making Otogi writhe and moan again.

The two silently massaged Otogi until he begged them to stop. He felt like coming, and he damn sure didn't want to do that yet. He got an idea… a wicked, wicked idea.

"You want me, Tristan?"

"Oh, "
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"Then you must do something for me."

"Anything…"

"You must give Isis head, and I will take you from behind."

"WHAT?!"

"You will eat Isis out while I fuck you from behind. It's either that or I won't sleep with either one of you." (A/N: Blackmail is a bitch!)

"Aw, come on, Emerald!"

"Do it or I won't let you touch me."
stanstan sighed heavily, but agreed to comply. Besides, he'd always been curious as to what a female tasted like, anyway. Here was his free chance to find out.

Isis crawled to the head of the bed and spread her thighs invitingly, causing both males to lick their lips unconsciously. Her freshly trimmed venus mound peeked from between her long slightly spread legs. Tristan turned to look at Emerald with both fear and awe. Emerald smiled invitingly.

"I will show you what to do. Now, lay down between her legs."

Tristan obeyed, then awaited his instructions.

"She is beautiful, is she not? Ripe and ready for a good tongue-lashing. This is what you do. Kiss her nether lips as though you were kissing her mouth. Slow and easy. Do not bite her, as that could hurt. When you feel comfortable enough, lick her, like you would a Popsicle. If you get braver, suckle the little nub at the top—she'll like that most of all. Be tender and make her come as much as possible. Do you understand?"

"Yes. But—"

"No more questions. Now, taste her sweetness while I get some lubricant for you."

Tristan nodded once, and went to work as Otogi slipped from the bed, grinning a Cheshire's cat grin. He was inordinately pleased—he played the role of a scorned, jilted lover and it gave him the leverage he needed to successfully pull this role off. A loud moan from Isis let Otogi know that Tristan obviously knew what he was doing, so he walked over to the closet to get some lube.

Tristan was in a frenzy, eating Isis out like he'd done it a thousand times before. Isis was moaning loudly, loving how Tristan wasn't afraid to be affectionate with her sleek wetness. He licked, sucked, and fingered her through two orgasms and was working on a third when suddenly, Tristan stopped and moaned as he felt Otogi slide a lube slickened finger into him. He jumped when he felt Otogi add a second digit, covered with more lube and then a third.

Tristan moaned loudly around his mouthful of Isis's nether lips, causing the vibration to trigger Isis's third orgasm. She rode the waves of pleasure out, then slide away from Tristan, green eyes glowing.

"I want to see this," she said to both men. Otogi nodded then worked his fingers in and out of Tristan's passage quickly, brushing against his special spot and earning him a loud moan in the process.

"I can't wait any longer…" Otogi hissed out before rubbing some lubricant on his own burning arousal and sliding into Tristan deeply, sinking to the hilt.

Tristan cried out at the sizzling hot penetration. He felt full and wanted to begin this adventure quickly. With a loud moan, he thrust back against Otogi, who pushed back into him with a cry. Before long the two established a rhythm, Otogi fucking Tristan wildly.

Isis watched with wide eyes while touching herself. She had never seen such an erotic sight, and she quietly grabbed her vibrator out and began sliding nd ond out of her own wetness.

"No need for that—I'll take care of you as soon as he gets his," Otogi said huskily, startling Isis. She felt herself grow wetter at the look of intense lust and passion blazing in those green eyes like a beacon. She couldn't help it though, and masturbated herself further with the vibrator, unable to climax, though. She needed Otogi for that.

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Down in the control room, Yami had a naked Yugi reclining on the armchair while he had his face buried between his legs. Joey was rubbing against Seto, gnawing on his ear and Ryou was doing the same thing to Bakura.

"Damn…" Seto whispered, gently gripping Joey's erection and rubbing it.

"My words exactly," Bakura whispered, teasing Ryou's nipples. "Fuck this, I'm getting me some!" Bakura pounced Ryou and ripped his clothes off hungrily.

"Good job, my hellcat," Seto whispered before giving Joey what he needed so desperately.
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Tristan cried out loudly as he came twice in a row, come shooting across the bed in impossible arcs. Otogi restrained his own release before sliding out of Tristan carefully. Tristan fell forward and fell asleep—right in his own release. (ewwww)

"Will he be alright?" Isis whispered.

"Yes. Come to me." (A/N: mmm. Forceful.)

Isis came to Otogi, who grabbed her and kissed her fiercely before pressing her down on her back. Otogi put Isis's legs over his shoulders and thrust home, quickly and deeply. Isis could barely keep up with him as Otogi fucked her brutally, giving her an orgasm in rapid succession and giving her another one before he came himself, filling Isis to overflow.

Isis passed out from the multiple orgasms and rough sex of the evening, leaving Otogi the only one awake in the room. He got up silently, only to look up at the camera in the far corner of the room.. He knew his employers were watching.

"Thanks," he whispered to the camera before joining his two lovers on the bed for a deep sleep.

The moral of this story is pay attention in class. It'll get you out of a bad situation one day.

~Owari~
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HAHAHAHAHAHA!!! Uh oh!!! Otogi still didn't choose who he wanted to be with... dun dun dun!!!! WHo should be my next phile victim--Shadi and ? or ? and ? You guys tell me!!