Catching Kaiba

Disclaimer: I am in no way involved with Yu-gi-oh. You can tell by the complete lack of smut.
Warnings: Yaoi, AU, OOC
Author’s Note: Yeah! I’m back, and I’m getting braver. This chapter has a slightly heavier serving of smut, so I hope it doesn’t suck. I’d feel so bad if you guys were so kind to review and then the story sucked. Anyway, before we begin I wanted to address a few things that came up in the reviews.
1) Ryou will not be in this fic other than a few appearances here and there, and that’s for two very good reasons. First, Seto is going to be bottoming out to everyone in this fic and I just couldn’t bring myself to write Ryou/Seto. It just seems it should be the other way around. Secondly, I am kinda saving Ryou incase I decide to do a sequel (I think ‘Ravishing Ryou’ has a nice ring to it don’t you?). Of course, a sequel depends on how popular this one ends up being.
2) I’m glad most of you don’t seem to mind the prideshipping, because once again it rears it’s determined little head this chapter. Fear not though, every pairing will be getting it’s moment in the sun. Also, I’m glad to be providing reading material for all the uke Seto fans I know are out there.
3) Finally, I am considering moving this to the yaoi section, but I wanted to post here in the general area at least once more since this is where people already reading it would be looking for it. In the future it might be smart to check both sections incase I do suddenly relocate it.


“I’m not going to do anything he won’t enjoy, and it really is for his own good.” Malik felt a little ridiculous reasoning with an inanimate object, but it was a necessary part of his plan. “So if you could just cooperate and help me out I would be really grateful.”

Just as he had expected the Millennium Rod made no response.

Malik had received a call for Yugi last night telling him that Honda had completed his turn and it was now Malik’s chance to have a go. He’d known all along that the easiest way to get to Kaiba would be by using the Millennium Rod, but he wasn’t entirely confident that it was going to work. More than once during Battle City the rod had responded to Kaiba over him, and he wondered if the damn thing would let him control Kaiba like he was planning to. He didn’t have a backup plan, so he really needed this one to work. And since that was the case, here he was trying to appeal to a centuries old artifact. Thank goodness no one was home to see him.

“I’m really not going to hurt him,” Malik reiterated. Convinced that he done everything he could, the Egyptian gently placed the Millennium item among his school things. Tomorrow was going to be a make or break day, and he just hoped everything went well.

Malik arrived at school a little early the next day. Although he had never attempted anything like he was about to do, he was certain that if he could just get Kaiba alone he would be able to seduce him. If there was one thing he had learned by being the game’s target, it was that the hormones of a teenage boy had a will of their own. Keeping that in mind, it stood to reason that as long as he could get Kaiba aroused he would be home free. And if there was one thing the confident Egyptian was sure of, it was that he was sexy enough to turn on just about anyone.

Wanting to make sure Kaiba was actually on the premises that day, Malik headed over to the CEO’s classroom under the pretense of visiting Ryou. The white-haired boy was thrilled to see that his blond friend was actually a bit early for class, and began telling him all about some crazy stunt Bakura had pulled the night before. Malik was only half-listening though as his lavender eyes settled on the sight of Kaiba seated in the back of the classroom. The brunet was reading some overly thick novel that appeared to be in a foreign language Malik couldn’t make out from across the room. It didn’t really matter though, he wouldn’t be reading for much longer...

“Well, I just wanted to say hi but now I really do need to get going.” Malik cut Ryou off mid-sentence. He could see that his rudeness hurt Ryou, and he couldn’t stand seeing the sadness in those soft brown eyes. Smiling, he reached out a hand to ruffle the teen’s pristine white hair. “It’s just that I have to go do the morning announcements. I’ll see you at lunch ok?”

“Promise?” Ryou asked, smiling once again.

“Promise.” With a quick wink and one last glance in Kaiba’s direction, he was gone.

Malik had been approached to do the morning announcements over the P.A. because he had a charismatic personality. At least that’s what the counselor who asked him to do it had said. She seemed to think that he’d be able to make club announcements and reminders from the staff interesting. The blond Egyptian had taken that as a free license to give a running commentary on each announcement. He’d come close to being removed from the position a few times early on, but his crude humor had proved popular among the students so he had gotten away with only a few stern warnings when he really crossed the line. Malik figured what he was about to attempt was going to get him in a whole lot of trouble, but he just couldn’t resist. Once you’ve tried to take over the world, all other offenses sort of pale in comparison.

Malik read faithfully through the stack of announcements once it was time, and he restrained himself to only mentioning that the basketball game was worth checking out this week if just because of the recent addition to the cheerleading team who did a more than ample job of filling out her uniform top.

When he had finished the last announcement, some boring reminder from the student council, Malik slowly began to gather up his school things. He took longer than normal, and eventually the older women who was there to keep an eye on him left the small secluded office and just told him to lock up after he went back to class. Giving her a reassuring smile that seemed more suited for Ryou than himself, Malik waited until he was sure she was good and gone. Reaching into his bag, he took a hold of the Millenium Rod and focused all of his energy on the task before him.


The last thing Seto could remember was sitting in class listening to Isis’ younger brother read off announcements over the P.A. system. It was incredibly boring, but all his fellow students loved it because it delayed the start of class. Gods forbid the ignorant fools actually have to learn anything.

After that he had felt a sharp pain in his head, almost as if something were trying to force its way into his brain, and then nothing until a few seconds ago. How he had ended up alone in an office with Malik was beyond him. It bothered him that there was such a gap in his memory, but he was even more bothered by the way the blond was looking at him.

“What the hell are you up to now Ishtar?”

Malik sighed. He had expected this sort of resistance from the taller duelist, but he had hoped they could just skip over it. Still, he couldn’t keep the brunet under the rod’s power the whole time and consider it consensual. He’d just have to find a way to deal with Kaiba’s attitude.

“Oh you know me Kaiba,” Malik got up and took a few steps closer. “I’m up for just about anything.”

Seto caught the innuendo in the statement and narrowed his eyes. “That isn’t what I asked.”

“No, I suppose it wasn’t.” Malik circled around behind, and was amused that the fiery blue eyes didn’t follow him. In fact, the brunet stubbornly kept his gaze forward as if to prove that he had nothing to fear from the other boy. Arrogant? Yes, but it was just the kind of opportunity that Malik needed.

Moving faster than Kaiba’s reflexes, the Egyptian pressed himself against the duelist’s back, wrapping his arms around the slim hips from behind. The tall body tensed at his touch, but Malik pressed forward. In a complete show of daring, the blond slid his right hand down to cup Kaiba through the deep blue pants of his uniform. Impressed by what he found, he was caught off guard by the sharp intake of breath from the teen he held in his arms.

Or more accurately had held in his arms. Kaiba had managed to break free of the embrace in a matter of seconds.

“What the hell are you doing?”Seto was understandably outraged by the Egyptian’s forwardness, and put a good amount of distance between himself and Malik. It didn’t escape his notice that he was also moving away from the door.

Malik sauntered towards him again, tanned body flowing seductively with each movement, and knew that the CEO’s pride wouldn’t allow him to back away. “I should think that would be obvious.”

Kaiba bit back a furious growl. That wasn’t how he had meant the question and the blond damn well knew it. He was completely on guard as Malik stopped just a few inches away from him and pressed his lips together into a pensive thin line. Lavender stared into sapphire, and for endless moments neither boy would back down. Then, out of nowhere, Malik pressed up to his tiptoes and kissed Kaiba on the cheek.

It was such a stupid gesture it was funny, and the brunet relaxed. Seto gave the blond the closest thing he had to a smile, and Malik returned it.

“So do you want to?”

Looking at the attractive Egyptian before him, Seto couldn’t really think of a good reason to be against the suggestion. Wasn’t Mokuba always telling him he should spend more time with people?

Kaiba never did answer the question. In fact, he didn’t say anything at all. Still, Malik only had to look into the suddenly darkening blue eyes to know that an agreement had been reached. He lowered his gaze to Kaiba’s mouth, and when he saw the teen’s pale pink tongue swipe across his lips he knew there was no going back. The seductive gesture broke what little control the Egyptian had.

Seto was anything but startled by the ferocity with which Malik attacked him. Where moments before there had at least been a small amount of space between them, now they seemed to be fused together. Mouths, chests, and hips were suddenly pressed together in intimate contact, and damn if it didn’t feel good. Malik made it clear from the beginning that he would be the one in charge of this encounter, and as the other boy plundered his mouth and gracefully slid a leg between his own to knowingly rub up against him, Kaiba found that he didn’t really mind.

It wasn’t so much about giving up control this time, as it was about seeing that his own needs were met. If the blond wanted to take the lead for now, why not just sit back and enjoy the ride? Because it really was an enjoyable ride. Malik’s hands seemed to be everywhere at once. Warm, firm fingers had snaked up under his shirt to caress his chest, and there was another hand cupping the curve of his ass. It was a rush of stimulation, and Seto couldn’t help the groan that slipped out from between his lips. But just as he went to arch into the sensual touches, Malik backed off completely.

Seto was justifiably a little pissed at the sudden retreat. The brief make-out session and Malik’s talented hands had left him more than a little turned on, and the loss of the invigorating touch left him wanting more.

“Problem?” He sneered between panting breaths. He didn’t have time for this if the Egyptian was just playing games.

“No,” Malik smirked. “No problem at all.” Of course it was a rather large problem in his mind that Kaiba wasn’t nearly naked enough at this point, but that was easily remedied. Right now he needed to stop thinking about how tempting the arrogant CEO looked with his flushed cheeks and kiss swollen lips, and start focusing on the rest of his plan. It was all good and fun to have his way with the brunet, but he still needed the proof that he had accomplished his mission so to speak. After all, he hadn’t brought Kaiba into this particular office simply because it was conveniently empty.

Seto didn’t quite know what to make of Malik as the other boy stepped away from him and moved over toward the main desk. The seductive blond hopped up onto the wooden surface and then in a scene practically straight out of an old movie began beckoning Seto towards him with the curl of his index finger.

Kaiba was straight-backed and arrogant as he strode across the room, and it seemed he almost purposely stopped just short of Malik causing the Egyptian to grab him by the collar of his uniform and pull him into a harsh kiss.

As Kaiba’s lips parted beneath his own, Malik began fumbling with the buckle on Kaiba’s pants. It was a strange feeling to have someone’s fingers so close to the center of his desire without actually touching it, and Seto pressed his slender hips forward in an attempt to find further contact. He need not have bothered though because as soon as the belt was out of his way, Malik slipped a tan hand into the waistband of the taller duelist’s pants.

Seto hissed as fingers just barely made contact with the head of his shaft, tracing around the edge of the swollen skin before once again disappearing. He opened his mouth to tell his classmate exactly where he could shove all of his teasing, but Malik’s tongue was back before he got the chance.

Knowing he had Seto just where he needed him to pull this off, the blond grabbed a hold of the CEO’s shoulders and stood up. Without letting go of the other boy, he guided him around, until it was Seto’s thighs that were pushed up against the edge of the desk. The taller teen instinctively went to sit down, but Malik placed a hand on the small of his back to stop him.

Seto wasn’t quite sure what to expect of the Egyptian anymore, but if he didn’t get his act together soon, Seto was going to do it for him. It was bad enough he was about to engage in some sort of sexual activity on school property, but his partner seemed determined to drag it out and increase their risk of getting caught. A spike of arousal pulsed through him at the thought, and it occurred to him that maybe the risk was part of the reason his cock was so hard right now it was almost painful.

His attention was so focused on the tantalizing kisses Malik was placing along the ivory column of his neck, that he didn’t even notice the other boy had gotten his pants undone until they fell off his hips. He didn’t even have a chance to protest before his boxers followed suit and the cool air of the temperature controlled office hit his heated flesh.

“Hurry up,” Seto demanded of the other boy as his state of arousal became almost more than he could bear. For a moment he thought the other boy was going to ignore the order simply out of spite, but then the lavender eyes met his and he saw them sparkle with a mixture of lust and mischief. A harsh shove to his still clothed chest, and he was seated upon the desk with the aggressive Egyptian between his legs. The desk top was hard and didn’t give under his weight, but it’s harshness was greatly contrasted by the warm hand that finally enclosed his erection.

As Seto clenched his beautiful blue eyes shut and tossed his head back in a moan Malik snaked his free hand out to press a small red button on the microphone situated a little ways behind Kaiba on the desk. Lost in the ecstacy of sensation, Seto didn’t notice the devious movement.


Jounouchi was just dozing off for his mid-morning Economics nap when the P.A. system kicked back into service with a bang. No wait, make that with a moan. Suddenly very much awake, he tried to figure out if it was possible that he was hearing what he thought he was hearing. Surely there could only be one explanation for that heavy panting and the accompanying slurping sound. But who would have the balls to pull a stunt like this at school?

The entire classroom hand come to a standstill. Student’s pencils were hovering over half filled out sheets of paper, textbooks lay forgotten on desks, even gum lay dormant on students tongues as they forgot to chew. It seemed Jounouchi wasn’t the only one who recognized the origins of those sounds.

Looking around at his friends, the so-called blond puppy noticed two things. Firstly, those of his classmates that were privy to the workings of the game were grinning like idiots, with the exception of Yami. The former Pharaoh looked torn between rushing out of the classroom, and attacking Bakura who was sitting a few desks away and making a series of obscene gestures with his hand and mouth. Luckily, Ryou intervened by turning an alarming shade of red, which immediately drew the attention and concern of the former thief. Yami went back to glaring at the speaker that was flooding the room with the erotic soundtrack.

The second thing Jounouchi took note of was that Kaiba still hadn’t returned to the classroom. And suddenly it clicked. Malik had somehow gotten Kaiba down to the office he did the morning announcements from and was now having his way with the brunet as he broadcast it to the entire school. Thoroughly impressed with the Egyptian’s daring, he also became concerned about his chances of winning this round. He’d have enough trouble getting Kaiba into bed without having to worry about topping a stunt like this.

Even the thud of the blond’s head hitting his desk didn’t drown out Kaiba’s heated moans.


Seto didn’t know where Malik had learned to give blowjobs like this, but he was sure glad he had. From the moment the boy’s moist cavern had surrounded him, he’d been lost in a haze of desire. Lips, tongue, alternating degrees of suction...Malik was certainly giving it his all. As warm fingers lifted his sac and teasingly pressed against the skin behind, Kaiba felt his body tremble.

Malik was experiencing a similar high of his own. The heavy rhythm of the CEO’s fractured breathing accompanied by the occasional sound of need was like some sort of forbidden symphony. He knew the school was probably just as captivated as he was, but unlike the poor souls stuffed away in the classrooms, he was treated to the visual as well. Looking up through his golden bangs, Malik watched the warring emotions dance across Kaiba’s face. Proud, pale cheeks were now flushed with arousal, and his wet lips were parted erotically as he tried to draw in enough air. It was strange to see such open emotions on the normally stoic face, but it was nice to see that the arrogant teen was in fact human after all.

Unable to suppress his own desire during this encounter, Malik’s free hand had found it’s way into his undone pants and was now frantically working over his own swollen erection. Pleasuring both Kaiba and himself was overwhelming, and he absently wondered why he hadn’t thought of doing this before. Wanting to pull even more reactions out of the brunet, Malik stopped moving on one of his upward bobs and kept only the head of Kaiba’s cock in his mouth. The change in movement caught the other boy off-guard and he felt his elongated muscles stiffen. Tensed up, Kaiba waited to see what would happen next.

Malik’s tongue swirled around the edge of the skin in his mouth, and when Kaiba gasped, he daringly pressed the wet muscle into the leaking slit. The concentrated taste of the brunet’s pre-cum was stronger than he expected, but the masculine taste only fueled his desire. Drawing back, Malik opened his eyes to see the translucent string of white that still connected his tongue and Kaiba’s heated erection.

Seto too was captivated by the erotic site. His blue eyes saw nothing but the beautiful curve of swollen pink lips and the ravenous tongue that came out to touch his essence. He remembered the feel of that tongue on him just moments ago and his already painfully tight grip on the edge of the desk tightened. Just when he didn’t think he could stand this rapturous torment a moment longer, Malik moved forward and took his entire length into his mouth. The teenager’s cheeks hollowed from the force of the suction he applied, and within seconds Seto was crying out as he climaxed.

Malik swallowed every drop of it, and even after the initial blast he continued to suckle. The continued attention overloaded Kaiba’s already sensitive nerve endings, and he got swept away in his own pleasure. The quiet moans still passing from between Seto’s lips served as the background as Malik reached his own pinnacle. Reaching out to turn off the microphone while Kaiba still had his eyes closed, Malik sank to the floor and tried to recover his breath.

Not one to linger after such an encounter, Seto hastily tried to redress himself. Malik too was in the process of adhering to the school’s dress code when the pounding at the door began. Caught of guard, Seto flinched slightly at the angry voices that demanded they be let into the room. He groaned in a mixture of annoyance and embarrassment as he realized they’d been caught. Knowing there wasn’t much to be done now but surrender themselves, he turned to Malik so they could at least get their stories straight. The Egyptian however, didn’t seem the least bit concerned about this turn of events and was instead rummaging through his school things.

“What the hell are you doing Ishtar?”

Grinning like a madman, Malik turned to face him, Millennium Rod in hand. “Getting us out of this mess.”

In the end, it was easy for him to control the faculties minds long enough for him and Kaiba to unlock the door and walk unnoticed right past them. When they had safely snuck their way back into their respective classrooms, Malik relinquished his power and a storm of angry teachers and secretaries rushed into an empty office. They were quite puzzled by this unexpected discovery, but they vowed to find the culprits one way or another.

Satisfied with the way his time had turned out and knowing that the school would never be able to conclusively prove anything, Malik kicked back at his desk and tried to pay attention to his history teacher. Still, more often then not he found his thoughts wandering to the lunch hour when he would finally see the reaction of his friends and fellow gamers. He just hoped Ryou would be understanding.


Author’s note: I should think it goes with out saying not to try this at your own school. Please review if you liked this. I’ve already started the next chapter (it’s Bakura’s turn now), but my motivation is kind of lagging lately. Anyway, I hope you liked this latest update.