Brothel
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult ++
Chapters:
6
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4,456
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11
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Virgin Girl
“Such a pleasure to see you, Mai dear.” He has his arm around her; she can’t get his smell off her all day, when he puts his arm around her.
“Quiet, Pegasus,” shrugging free of him, “I’m here to do business.”
“You want another of my children to visit you?” He kisses her lightly, silver hair falling across her throat, “you’re lonely?”
*Filthy, over-scented catamite.* “If I was lonely,” pushing his hands away, as he touches the lace on her bodice, “do you think I’d look for company here?” She makes her voice bored. “I want someone to amuse me.” Turning, so her train sweeps the floor, “who do you have that’s new?”
“The loveliest girl, Mai darling,” running one finger along the edge of her neckline and smiling down into her eyes, “not fifteen yet, and very slim. She’s,” pretending great delicacy, “untouched, Mai.”
*And I’m Queen Victoria.* Removing his hand again, “The day a child remains a virgin more than half an hour when you have her, I’ll retire to the country and become a nun.” She tosses her head, blonde hair cascading over her shoulder. “I suppose she pretends virginity well enough. Show her to me.”
“Oh, dear now, that’s a problem.” He brushes her hair back, his voice faintly regretful. “I’m afraid Mr. Kaiba is interested in her too.” He sighs, “and he was here first.”
“Kaiba wants her?”
“He has good taste, Mai.” Which means he likes them young. “He’s had his eye on her for a long time now,” his arm around Mai’s waist. “You know a girl only has one first time.” *And they never look the same after Kaiba finishes with them.*
“Show her to me.” This time she lets Pegasus’ arm stay; he’ll be leaving her alone soon enough.
“Not so fast.” Whispering, lips warm against her ear, “there’s a little matter of payment.” He holds out one smooth white hand.
“Why do you want this from me?” As she drops the packet of cocaine into his outstretched palm, “you can get it from the chemist easily enough.”
It’s in his pocket before she can blink. “Yours is purer, Mai.” Ushering her toward the back door, “through here.”
The girl is sitting on an unmade bed. Looking up, eyes brown in a thin white face; her hair is long and not quite clean. “Shizuka,” Pegasus whispers to Mai, “isn’t she pretty?” In a louder voice, “Say ‘How do you do’, Shizuka.”
Her mouth opens, fresh pink lips, little buds of white teeth showing, “I… I…”
“Miss Kujaku wants to take care of you, Shizuka,” with a silky smile, arm on Mai’s waist, “Give her a nice curtsey, and say ‘Thank you.’”
She stands, hugging herself, fingers clutching her arms; looks at Mai, her eyes frightened. Mai knows she’ll buy this one. *What would she look like if Kaiba got hold of her?* A timid curtsey, little hands spreading her ragged skirt, “Th-thank…”
“How much, Pegasus?” She steps forward and the girl cowers away. Turning on the smiling whoremaster, “How much?”
“Five pounds for the night.” His smile doesn’t change.
“Two.”
In an apologetic tone, “Kaiba said he’d pay ten.” He’s right next to the girl, stroking her cheek, one arm on her trembling shoulder. “I’d rather you have her.”
She watches the girl shrink under Pegasus’ touch. “Four pounds.”
“And ten shillings.” He slips one hand into her bodice; Mai can see the girl shaking. “I’m a working man, I have obligations.” *You have to buy childflesh for Kaiba to violate.*
“Done.” Handing him the money, “Give me the girl.”
He laughs, shoving little Shizuka into her arms. “Bring her back in good condition.” *I won’t bring her back at all,* Mai thinks, but she knows she will; Pegasus’ men can be pretty rough, retrieving children.
“Quiet, Pegasus,” shrugging free of him, “I’m here to do business.”
“You want another of my children to visit you?” He kisses her lightly, silver hair falling across her throat, “you’re lonely?”
*Filthy, over-scented catamite.* “If I was lonely,” pushing his hands away, as he touches the lace on her bodice, “do you think I’d look for company here?” She makes her voice bored. “I want someone to amuse me.” Turning, so her train sweeps the floor, “who do you have that’s new?”
“The loveliest girl, Mai darling,” running one finger along the edge of her neckline and smiling down into her eyes, “not fifteen yet, and very slim. She’s,” pretending great delicacy, “untouched, Mai.”
*And I’m Queen Victoria.* Removing his hand again, “The day a child remains a virgin more than half an hour when you have her, I’ll retire to the country and become a nun.” She tosses her head, blonde hair cascading over her shoulder. “I suppose she pretends virginity well enough. Show her to me.”
“Oh, dear now, that’s a problem.” He brushes her hair back, his voice faintly regretful. “I’m afraid Mr. Kaiba is interested in her too.” He sighs, “and he was here first.”
“Kaiba wants her?”
“He has good taste, Mai.” Which means he likes them young. “He’s had his eye on her for a long time now,” his arm around Mai’s waist. “You know a girl only has one first time.” *And they never look the same after Kaiba finishes with them.*
“Show her to me.” This time she lets Pegasus’ arm stay; he’ll be leaving her alone soon enough.
“Not so fast.” Whispering, lips warm against her ear, “there’s a little matter of payment.” He holds out one smooth white hand.
“Why do you want this from me?” As she drops the packet of cocaine into his outstretched palm, “you can get it from the chemist easily enough.”
It’s in his pocket before she can blink. “Yours is purer, Mai.” Ushering her toward the back door, “through here.”
The girl is sitting on an unmade bed. Looking up, eyes brown in a thin white face; her hair is long and not quite clean. “Shizuka,” Pegasus whispers to Mai, “isn’t she pretty?” In a louder voice, “Say ‘How do you do’, Shizuka.”
Her mouth opens, fresh pink lips, little buds of white teeth showing, “I… I…”
“Miss Kujaku wants to take care of you, Shizuka,” with a silky smile, arm on Mai’s waist, “Give her a nice curtsey, and say ‘Thank you.’”
She stands, hugging herself, fingers clutching her arms; looks at Mai, her eyes frightened. Mai knows she’ll buy this one. *What would she look like if Kaiba got hold of her?* A timid curtsey, little hands spreading her ragged skirt, “Th-thank…”
“How much, Pegasus?” She steps forward and the girl cowers away. Turning on the smiling whoremaster, “How much?”
“Five pounds for the night.” His smile doesn’t change.
“Two.”
In an apologetic tone, “Kaiba said he’d pay ten.” He’s right next to the girl, stroking her cheek, one arm on her trembling shoulder. “I’d rather you have her.”
She watches the girl shrink under Pegasus’ touch. “Four pounds.”
“And ten shillings.” He slips one hand into her bodice; Mai can see the girl shaking. “I’m a working man, I have obligations.” *You have to buy childflesh for Kaiba to violate.*
“Done.” Handing him the money, “Give me the girl.”
He laughs, shoving little Shizuka into her arms. “Bring her back in good condition.” *I won’t bring her back at all,* Mai thinks, but she knows she will; Pegasus’ men can be pretty rough, retrieving children.