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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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3
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3,622
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21
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Chapter 3
Chapter 3
Author- Safire1
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Rating- R
Disclaimer- don’t own it! mutter mutter wish I did!
A/N- yeh I like to say my two cents:P . My excuse for the long update- I’m a slack-ass, that’s all I can say in my defence, but I promise I will try and keep my focus on finishing this fanf-… that’s a nice castle…
***
A single word made Kaiba freeze in anticipation and fear, a husky strained whisper in the darkness
“Stop…”
Seto held his breath as Sebastian withdrew to the shadows. Kaiba shivered, suddenly cold at the lack of contact, breath catching with expectation. He closed his eyes, frustrated. Yes, he wanted this, there was no point in him telling himself otherwise, his body had betrayed his true emotions to the treatment he was being subjected to. He was rich, hadn’t known much hardship, this new experience, the helpless feeling, and the torturous apprehension, was all rather exciting. Still, it was Pegasus. Although he was attractive, there was no doubt about that, it was hard to forget the pain he has caused him, taking away Mokuba as he did. He still had no idea where his brother was being kept. This reminder bought a cold stab of reality, this wasthe man who was holding his brother captive, who had stolen Yugi’s grandfathers soul and was rumoured to have no heart, this was no man, he tried to tell himself he was naught but a monster.
A moment of panic overrode his senses as he was once more plunged into darkness- a candle glow from the mahogany desk next to Pegasus’s now vacant chair, the only source of light.
He heard a harsh breathing next to him, ragged and needy, a pale hand reached out, caressing the soft skin, capturing a nipple between two fingers, eliciting a strangled moan from Seto’s mouth, arching his back against his bonds as the caress tuned to a sharp pinch, his body instinctively seeking out more of the torturous contact
A quick intake of breath, the hand drew back, the scratchy lace brushing over his hyper sensitive skin. He closed his eyes tightly, willing these unwanted touches, the hated reaction they wrought to go away. Meanwhile, Pegasus’s whispered promise recited itself unbidden through his mind- bringing his arousal to new heights, the seductive sound of his voice- “I want something else from you” he had whispered, and Kaiba was still unsure as to what the duelling genius wanted with him- how far he was going to go with a reasonably unwilling victim. A whimper was drawn from his lips, something soft brushed down his naked frame, tickling, seducing. Seto clenched his eyes tighter.
A whisper- close to his ear, the warm breath startling him slightly, shivering with anticipation- his hatred almost forgotten as desire overtook the rational part of his body. “You like that Kaiba boy?”
Pegasus voice.
Dark, alluring- drawing all doubt from his mind.
“Open your eyes” came the soft command. Kaiba shook his head- he didn’t want to see, didn’t want it to be real. Fear was starting to set in now- basic instincts told him to run, but bound hand and foot, it was a dream that he knew was going to be unrealised. So he shut his eyes against the horror, as he had so long ago- drifting- knowing that soon it’d all be over and he could go on living his lie.
The voice came again, darker, more menacing- a definite command that the owner expected to be obeyed.
“Open your eyes”
Kaiba cringed slightly as he opened his eyes to the surrounding half-darkness, Pegasus’s clothed outline still plainly visible; his red tuxedo giving off a faintly eerie glow in the dim candlelight.
He saw suddenly the instrument Pegasus had been brushing against his skin, flaming his desire as he fought it with the wavering strength of his will. His rational mind was barely intact, retreating upon the onslaught of the senses- fear and desire driving it away, leaving a mind of a frightened boy, unsure of what to do- very unlike the normally stoic, harsh COE.
A velvety voice, close to his skin. Seto involuntarily closed his eyes again.
“Open your eyes Seto Kaiba- give yourself over to my capable hands, there’s no point in fighting the inevitable, and what we both desire.”
A ring of truth surrounded these words. Seto knew Pegasus would not rest until he had what he wanted- and in his position, he couldn’t really deny what his body was betraying.
He nodded once, feeling again the hollow shame and pain of submission, of allowing someone, once again to use his body as their toy.
Pegasus murmured in approval, bringing the delicate feather he held in his hand down once more to torture the sensitive skin, brushing it once, twice, over his nipples, strangled whimpers teased out of the bound victim. He blushed in shame, hating himself for allowing this, for enjoying this.
Soft circles, drawn idly in no particular pattern, now tracing the contours of his torso- the muscles clearly defined, tense and rigid as the feather circled his nipples, drawing up tight, hard and aching to be touched.
Seto struggled not to make a sound, refusing to give Pegasus the satisfaction of the effect he was having on him. Pegasus noticed the attempt and chuckled lightly, bringing the soft feather to the tip of his weeping arousal.
“Don’t think I don’t notice Kaiba boy, I ‘m glad I now have a challenge.”
He drew the feather over the sensitive underside, eliciting a whimper, Kaiba’s hips raising themselves unwillingly into the touch, begging for more, a touch more substantial than the ticklish instrument.
Suddenly angry with himself Kaiba stared at the ceiling, ignoring his body’s reactions, detaching himself from reality, a tear tracking slowly down one cheek as he gave himself over, laying his defences down, knowing that for the second time in his life he would endure this treatment- to be kept a shameful secret until the end of time. As another tear followed the same path- what would his younger brother say if he were to see his ‘big brother’ now?
***
Review! Please! I’ll put the next chapter up when I get 10 reviews! pleading look hehe, and it wont take me so long to update this time- the next chapters already written, ready to be typed and beta’d!… speaking of beta-ing, anyone interested? Please? … crickets chirp …
Author- Safire1
Email me!-
Rating- R
Disclaimer- don’t own it! mutter mutter wish I did!
A/N- yeh I like to say my two cents:P . My excuse for the long update- I’m a slack-ass, that’s all I can say in my defence, but I promise I will try and keep my focus on finishing this fanf-… that’s a nice castle…
***
A single word made Kaiba freeze in anticipation and fear, a husky strained whisper in the darkness
“Stop…”
Seto held his breath as Sebastian withdrew to the shadows. Kaiba shivered, suddenly cold at the lack of contact, breath catching with expectation. He closed his eyes, frustrated. Yes, he wanted this, there was no point in him telling himself otherwise, his body had betrayed his true emotions to the treatment he was being subjected to. He was rich, hadn’t known much hardship, this new experience, the helpless feeling, and the torturous apprehension, was all rather exciting. Still, it was Pegasus. Although he was attractive, there was no doubt about that, it was hard to forget the pain he has caused him, taking away Mokuba as he did. He still had no idea where his brother was being kept. This reminder bought a cold stab of reality, this wasthe man who was holding his brother captive, who had stolen Yugi’s grandfathers soul and was rumoured to have no heart, this was no man, he tried to tell himself he was naught but a monster.
A moment of panic overrode his senses as he was once more plunged into darkness- a candle glow from the mahogany desk next to Pegasus’s now vacant chair, the only source of light.
He heard a harsh breathing next to him, ragged and needy, a pale hand reached out, caressing the soft skin, capturing a nipple between two fingers, eliciting a strangled moan from Seto’s mouth, arching his back against his bonds as the caress tuned to a sharp pinch, his body instinctively seeking out more of the torturous contact
A quick intake of breath, the hand drew back, the scratchy lace brushing over his hyper sensitive skin. He closed his eyes tightly, willing these unwanted touches, the hated reaction they wrought to go away. Meanwhile, Pegasus’s whispered promise recited itself unbidden through his mind- bringing his arousal to new heights, the seductive sound of his voice- “I want something else from you” he had whispered, and Kaiba was still unsure as to what the duelling genius wanted with him- how far he was going to go with a reasonably unwilling victim. A whimper was drawn from his lips, something soft brushed down his naked frame, tickling, seducing. Seto clenched his eyes tighter.
A whisper- close to his ear, the warm breath startling him slightly, shivering with anticipation- his hatred almost forgotten as desire overtook the rational part of his body. “You like that Kaiba boy?”
Pegasus voice.
Dark, alluring- drawing all doubt from his mind.
“Open your eyes” came the soft command. Kaiba shook his head- he didn’t want to see, didn’t want it to be real. Fear was starting to set in now- basic instincts told him to run, but bound hand and foot, it was a dream that he knew was going to be unrealised. So he shut his eyes against the horror, as he had so long ago- drifting- knowing that soon it’d all be over and he could go on living his lie.
The voice came again, darker, more menacing- a definite command that the owner expected to be obeyed.
“Open your eyes”
Kaiba cringed slightly as he opened his eyes to the surrounding half-darkness, Pegasus’s clothed outline still plainly visible; his red tuxedo giving off a faintly eerie glow in the dim candlelight.
He saw suddenly the instrument Pegasus had been brushing against his skin, flaming his desire as he fought it with the wavering strength of his will. His rational mind was barely intact, retreating upon the onslaught of the senses- fear and desire driving it away, leaving a mind of a frightened boy, unsure of what to do- very unlike the normally stoic, harsh COE.
A velvety voice, close to his skin. Seto involuntarily closed his eyes again.
“Open your eyes Seto Kaiba- give yourself over to my capable hands, there’s no point in fighting the inevitable, and what we both desire.”
A ring of truth surrounded these words. Seto knew Pegasus would not rest until he had what he wanted- and in his position, he couldn’t really deny what his body was betraying.
He nodded once, feeling again the hollow shame and pain of submission, of allowing someone, once again to use his body as their toy.
Pegasus murmured in approval, bringing the delicate feather he held in his hand down once more to torture the sensitive skin, brushing it once, twice, over his nipples, strangled whimpers teased out of the bound victim. He blushed in shame, hating himself for allowing this, for enjoying this.
Soft circles, drawn idly in no particular pattern, now tracing the contours of his torso- the muscles clearly defined, tense and rigid as the feather circled his nipples, drawing up tight, hard and aching to be touched.
Seto struggled not to make a sound, refusing to give Pegasus the satisfaction of the effect he was having on him. Pegasus noticed the attempt and chuckled lightly, bringing the soft feather to the tip of his weeping arousal.
“Don’t think I don’t notice Kaiba boy, I ‘m glad I now have a challenge.”
He drew the feather over the sensitive underside, eliciting a whimper, Kaiba’s hips raising themselves unwillingly into the touch, begging for more, a touch more substantial than the ticklish instrument.
Suddenly angry with himself Kaiba stared at the ceiling, ignoring his body’s reactions, detaching himself from reality, a tear tracking slowly down one cheek as he gave himself over, laying his defences down, knowing that for the second time in his life he would endure this treatment- to be kept a shameful secret until the end of time. As another tear followed the same path- what would his younger brother say if he were to see his ‘big brother’ now?
***
Review! Please! I’ll put the next chapter up when I get 10 reviews! pleading look hehe, and it wont take me so long to update this time- the next chapters already written, ready to be typed and beta’d!… speaking of beta-ing, anyone interested? Please? … crickets chirp …