Fun With Fondu

(A/N: Sorry for the month long wait, but with the crazy work schedule I’ve had plus working on a huge story, I’ve been backed up big time. I dedicate this chapter to DragonDreamer YamiDragon and BakurasGirl. Their likings of Seto and Bakura haved rubbed off on me and I hope this chapter is to their liking.)

Pineapples Fondue


Bakura shuddered as he watched Seto eat the pineapple. He reached over and drew one of the cards. He looked at it and growled. Seto weakly sat down on the pillow and gulped as Bakura advanced on him.

“It might be better for us if we go out onto the balcony, Kaiba. This might not make Jonouchi very happy.”

Bakura led Seto outside onto the balcony that was just off the room. Once away from the prying view of the others, he pushed Seto against the wall. He attacked Seto’s neck with a starved sort of passion. Seto trembled, but egerly matched the attention. He commanded his body to not respond to Bakura’s hot kisses, but it betrayed him by hardening. Bakura’s fingers began to undo the button’s on Seto’s shirt, kissing the exposed flesh after each button was undone.

Seto leaned weakly against the railing and sighed. Bakura’s hands were now at the waistband of his pants, and they were quickly working their way inside. Once his pants were at his knees, Bakura stepped back and eyed Seto hungrily.

“All mine, at least for an hour or so.” Bakura’s fingers idly ran down Seto’s hard cock, delighting in the shiver it produced. “I never imagined I’d get the chance to fuck you.”

Bakrua then revealed the card to Seto. It contained one simple word. Sex. Seto’s mind whirled. He’d secretly thought that Bakura was a rough, hot man. He’d engineered the game to where each player wouldn’t get to be with their lovers that night, and he’d only HOPED he’d get Bakura.

Bakura edged Seto around the balcony to the railing paralell to the doors. Seto’s clothes were ina pile by the wall, all except for Seto’s trademark trenchcoat. He slid that slowly down the taller boy’s shoulders. Seto trembled under the spirit’s touch, making him moan in anticipation.

Bakura leaned forward and took Seto in his hands. Ever so gently he fondled the hardness in his hands, all the time kissing every part of Seto he could reach. Again his mouth trailed downward, pausing to lick and nip at each nipple. Seto bucked sharply each time Bakura nipped the sensitive buds. Seto’s mind was so fogged at this point he compleatly missed Bakura kissing him till he felt a very moist heat engulf him.

With one hand firmly hanging on to the railing, he slid his fingers into Bakura’s snowy locks. Bakura bobbed his head backward, lightly grazing his teeth along the sensitive shaft in his mouth. Seto let out a totured moan that made Bakura chuckle. The chuckle almost proved to be too much for Seto sending shockwaves through him that made his knees buckle. Bakura swiftly caught him and gently eased him to the ground. Seto’s body strained to hold back on the release that was threatening to take him way over the edge.

Sensing this, Bakura held off for a few moments. He felt Seto relax slightly, then began a fresh assault. Within moments, he felt Seto tense. Seto let reflex take over and began to thrust into Bakura’s mouth. Then without warning, Bakura pulled back and released Seto. A sob escaped Seto’s lips, and Bakura looked down at the panting boy.

Bakura stood and pulled off his pants. The only other thing he was wearing was a pale blue silk shirt that was unbuttoned. Seto’s eyes raked over the other teen, taking in every exsquite detail. Seto smiled as Bakura leaned back down, feeling his body make contact with Bakura’s.

Bakura gently pumped Seto sending him compleatly over the edge. His release shot out and coated him, splashed onto his stomach. Bakura ran his fingers through it, then coated himself in it. Seto nearly came again as he realized that Bakura used his own essence to lubricate himself.

Bakura slid into Seto without prepairing him. A sharp gasp escaped Seto’s lips. Bakura tried desperately to maintain a even rythem, but lost it upon hearing that gasp. Both were lost in a wild, rough rythem that had them clinging onto each other desperately trying to releave their tensions.

Bakura had seriously underestimated Seto’s sexual appitite. Even though Seto was gentle with Joey, he did to to like it rough once in a while. Seto met him thrust for thrust, without tiring. Bakura leaned down and nipped at Seto’s neck and that was all it took. Bakura felt a warm blast him in the stomach and a sharp tightening around him. With a low growl, he released deep inside Seto. Just a heartbeat before, he’d noticed Seto was unconsious.....The next thing he knew..Ryou was shaking him awake.