Project: Destiny

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Disclaimer: Unfortunately anything dealing with Yu-gi-oh does not belong to me but to a very rich and lucky person. So no suing!
Includes: Yaoi (male/male relationships), slight AU but no spoilers, original characters
Pairings: Seto/Joey, Yami/Yugi, Marik/Malik, Bakura/Ryou, possible others
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General A/N: I’m so glad to here that you all enjoy the children when they’re older, I must say it was more fun to write them when they could talk and walk on their own. Well, here is the next chapter, hope you all enjoy…


Project: Destiny Sequel
Chapter Two
by Ravenx

Bright morning sunlight creeps in through the long row of large windows, flowing over the white carpet and navy walls. A small sitting area made up of a long white sofa, overstuffed navy chair, and low glass coffee table was situated at the far corner. Behind the chair sits a dark cherry wood desk with a large leather chair under it, the morning sun reflecting off the closed silver laptop.

On the other side of the room is a large four poster bed, hanging above it is a large painting, and inside the intricately designed silver frame was a picture of the giant Blue Eyes White Dragon with piercing eyes staring over the bed and long claws stretched out ready to attack, small sharp teeth gleam in the sunlight. The bed is covered in white colored comforter and navy silk sheets, and two lumps lay under the covers, one facing towards the cream colored double doors leading out of the room while the taller one lies on his back.

Slowly deep blue eyes open, blinking several times before adjusting to the light filling up the room, his hands reaching up to rub his sleep filled eyes. Seto brushes some locks of dark brown hair out of his eyes before looking over at the back of his lover’s sandy blonde head. A slow smile spreads across Seto’s lips as he moves onto his side, sliding under the covers to move closer to the other boy, a long fingered hand reaching out to run over Joey’s bare stomach, the cool silver of his ring sending shivers up the sandy blonde’s spine.

“Mmm…to early to get up.” Joey mumbles into his pillow as he snuggles further into the covers.

“I was thinking about doing something in bed.” Seto kisses the sandy blonde’s neck, his long bare body rubbing up against Joey’s back.

“And what were you thinking about doing?”

“I don’t know. Maybe a little kissing.” The brunette kisses Joey’s shoulder. “A little touching.” His hand moves down to rest on the sandy blonde’s slim hip, his fingers toying with the waist band of the silk boxers he finds. “Why are you wearing boxers?”

“Talan got up last night with nightmare, I had to go calm him down I don’t think it would have been right to go in there nude.” Joey chuckles as he moves back into his lover’s chest.

“You should have taken them off before getting back in bed.”

“I was too tired to do anything but sleep.”

“Well, they’re coming off now.” Seto says as he slips the silky material down his lover’s legs, pulling them out from under the covers to throw them across the room.

“What exactly are you wanting to do with me?” Joey asks with a small chuckle.

“I want to make love to my husband.”

“Say that again.”

“I want to make love to you.”

“No, say the last part.”

“My husband?”

“I love the sound of that.” Joey smiles against the navy silk pillow.

“You’ve been my husband for two years, you should be used to it by now.” Seto chuckles, his lips kissing along the back of Joey’s neck.

“I just still can’t believe it isn’t a dream.” Honey colored eyes stare down at the silver band around his finger.

“Well believe it. This isn’t a dream.” Seto pulls his husband onto his back, sliding under the covers to lie between the sandy blonde’s long legs. “You aren’t going to wake up and discover this never happened. I’m the one that wakes up every morning and searches for you to make sure you haven’t changed your mind and left.”

“Why would I do that?” Joey rakes his fingers through his lover’s thick hair as they stare into each other’s eyes.

“Because you’ve remembered what an ass I was to you for the first part of our lives.”

“We were young and you were acting like a rich jerk, that’s all over with now. Besides, now we have a wonderful little son to remind us how much we love each other.” Joey leans up, kissing his husband on the lips before laying his head back on the pillow.

“How can I forget him? He is practically glued to us all the time.” Seto chuckles.

“We’ve spoiled him way to much but I always said I wanted my kids to have a better life then me.”

“Same here.” Leaning down, Seto kisses Joey’s bare neck and shoulder.

“At least we can give him that and everything he could possibly need in his life.”

“Or want.”

“Speaking of wanting.” Joey smiles. “Maybe you can stop talking and get your mouth busy somewhere else.”

“You forget, koinu.” Quickly, Set grabs Joey’s wrists in his hands, slamming them into the pillows on either side of the sandy blonde’s head. “You don’t boss your master around.”

“I’m sorry, master. I forgot. Maybe you should punish me.”

“Since you speak before you think perhaps you should put you mouth to better use like you suggested to me."

“What do you have in mind, master?” Joey watches as his lover leans down, a warm breath ghosting over his ear.

“Prepare me for you.”

Seto kisses the other boy’s ear before rolling off of him, laying on his back on the bed, his dark blue eyes watching as Joey smiles before throwing the covers to the foot of the bed, revealing their nude bodies to the cool room. The sandy blonde leans over to kiss his lover’s lips, his tongue making a wet trail down Seto’s chin and jaw toward his chest.

He sucks gently on a pale brown nipple, one of his hands roaming over the lean body of his lover to ghost over the quickly hardening arousal. Seto bites back a moan as Joey sucks harder on the nipple in his mouth before moving to the other one, his free hand moving to pinch at the now wet nipple. Joey giggles as he lifts his head up to look into deep blue eyes, his body moving to lie between Seto’s long legs.

“You are so hot like this.”

“So are you. But you’re hotter when your mouth is wrapped around a certain body part.”

“Really? Which one?” Joey smiles, his lips reconnecting with Seto’s lean stomach, his tongue dipping into his navel.

“You know which one. The longer you delay my pleasure, the longer you delay your own.”

“Good point.”

Joey kisses down Seto’s lightly tanned flesh to nibble along the line of curly brown hair surrounding the brunette’s hard arousal. Seto’s hand reaches down to grasp Joey’s sandy blonde locks, his head and neck arching against the navy pillow as the other’s warm breath moves gently over his member.

The sandy blonde’s lips kiss and lick up one side of Seto’s long shaft, gently sucking the tip into his mouth before kissing and licking down the opposite side. He smiles as he hears the moans coming from his lover, the fingers in his hair tightening as he kisses around the base of Seto’s erection. The brunette bites his lips, his head lifting up to look down at his husband, he watches as Joey straddles his lower legs, the sandy blonde licking back up his shaft.

Joey’s lips slowly encircle his husband’s arousal, his honey colored eyes looking up as he starts to slowly bob his head up and down, his hands gripping Seto’s slim hips to keep him from moving off the bed. The sandy blonde moans, his eyes slipping close as he feels one of Seto’s feet rub against his bottom, the brunette’s head moves back and forth on the pillow as his love’s moan vibrates along his erection.

“Koinu…hurry.”

Joey smiles around the member in his mouth, his tongue swirling around the tip as he lifts his head up.

“You ready for me, master?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Cause I’m so ready for you.” The sandy blonde kisses the tip of Seto’s member before sliding up his tall body, leaving a wet trail of kisses in his wake.

Seto reaches over to the side table next to him but his hand was pulled back by his love, and Joey shakes his head before leaning down and kisses the brunette passionately on the lips.

“No need for that.” Joey says as he pulls back.

“You don’t want me to prepare you?”

“I’m still a little loose from last night.”

Seto watches as Joey reaches behind himself, taking a gentle hold of the arousal poking him before lifting his hips up, slowly moving down onto the member, his hands moving to grasp Seto’s lean chest.

“Oh! So…big…” Joey closes his eyes as he continues to move down on his husband.

“Should have le…let me prepare you.” Seto speaks through clenched teeth, his hands tightly gripping Joey’s waist.

“Oh…so good.” The sandy blonde stops moving as he slides all the way down his lover’s arousal to fully engulf it, his head bowing down so his chin rest firmly against his chest which rises and falls rapidly.

“Take your time, koinu.” Seto runs one of his hands lightly over the pale white scar below Joey’s belly button.

“I’m so lucky to have a master like you.” Joey chuckles as he leans down to kiss Seto, their tongues battling for dominance.

Seto leaves one hand on Joey’s hip while the other travels to the sandy blonde’s neck, his thumb brushing some of the locks as the kiss intensifies. Joey tightens his hold on Seto’s shoulders as he starts rocking back and forth, his member trapped between their bodies. Joey pulls back so that the two lover’s stare into each other’s eyes, their bodies moving as one in the cool room, the morning light washing over their sweating flesh.

Joey slowly sits up, his rear end bouncing up and down on Seto’s thighs at a quick pace, his moans filling the room as his head falls back, his honey eyes closing in pleasure. Seto grips the sandy blonde’s hips tightly, his teeth digging into his bottom lip as he bends his knees, planting his feet flat on the bed so he can push up into his lover.

“Oh! Do that…oh…again.” Joey pants, his hands clenching into fist on Seto’s chest, his head dropping back down to stare at his lover.

“What? This?” Seto smirks as he lifts his hips off the bed again as Joey sits down fully on his erection.

The sandy blonde groans loudly, his eyes rolling back in his head as he starts bouncing up and down even faster, one of his hands moving to encircle his hardened member. Seto continues to push up off the bed as he watches his lover stroke himself, his hands still gripping the slim hips as Joey bounces wildly on top of him.

“Setooooo…so close….please…oh…”

“Don’t hold back, koinu.”

Joey’s toes curl up in the navy silk under them, his hand pumping at the same pace as his bouncing until he tenses up, his member jerks several times before releasing his seed onto Seto’s chest and stomach, some coating his hand. Seto growls as he thrust once more into his husband, exploding inside Joey’s tight channel as he reaches up to pull the sandy blonde down by the back of his neck.

The two lovers kiss passionately as they ride out their releases, the rapid, shaky breathing the only sound filling the room as Joey collapses onto Seto’s chest, his head burying in the crook of the brunette’s neck. Seto’s arms wrap around the sandy blonde’s waist, his hands rubbing small circles on his lower back.

“I love you, Seto.” Joey pants.

“I love you, koinu.” Seto tilts his head to kiss his lover’s sweaty forehead.

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A light breeze blows across the bright green grass of the park, the green leaves of a large tree slowly fall to the ground, birds sing high in its branches. Seto leans against the thick trunk of the tree, sleeveless black tank top and tight black jeans hug his thin frame, and between his legs rest his lover, his sandy blonde head laying on Seto’s shoulder. Joey wears a loose green and white striped, short sleeved shirt with a pair of dark blue jean shorts ending at his knees, his hands rest over Seto’s which lay on his stomach.

Yami sits a few feet away from the married couple, a pair of tight navy leather pants hugging his legs with a black tank top wrapped tightly around his chest. Next to him Yugi sits cross-legged in a light blue tank top and white shorts, his head leaning on Yami’s shoulder. On the other side of Seto and Joey, rest the pale blonde and white haired couples on a large bright red and white striped blanket.

Ryou lies on his stomach in a short sleeved white shirt and snug fitting black shorts while his lover lies in the same position next to him in a tight blood red tank top and black track pants. Malik lays next to him on his back his tanned fingers playing with the hem of his light violet tank top and the top of his tan cargo pants. Marik sits beside his lover with his legs crossed, a pair of loose gray track pants on, the bright sun beating down on his bare muscular chest and shoulders.

“Think we should rescue him?” Yugi chuckles as he points to something in front of them.

Mokuba lies on the ground struggling to get up as four small bodies hang off of him, his long black locks falling in his face as he tries to reach around and pluck one of them off but only to come back empty handed. Kiya giggles as she sits between the older boy’s shoulder blades, her legs hanging down on either side of his head, her hands holding tightly to his long hair. Lyca and Asheru lay across Mokuba’s back, their small legs kicking the grass as they laugh together, their hands wrapped around the boy’s light green shirt. Talan sits on the back of the raven-haired boy’s right thigh, his small hands holding the bottom of the loose gray shorts Mokuba wears.

“I say its better for them messing with him then us.” Malik chuckles as he looks over.

“Poor Mokuba.” Ryou sighs. “Kiya come over here, honey.”

The white haired hikari watches as his daughter hops off of Mokuba’s shoulders, her long white hair blowing in the wind as she runs over to his parents, a pair of white shorts and white short sleeved shirt with pale purple swirls covering her.

“What, mommy?” She stops in front of Ryou.

“Let me put your hair up before you get it all tangled.” Ryou gets up on his knees, pulling a white elastic band out of his pocket and motions for the little girl to turn around.

“Were you getting Mokuba good?” Joey asks with a smile as he watches Ryou pull the little girl’s hair back into a ponytail.

“Yep.” Kiya giggles.

“Okay, all done.” Ryou pats his daughter on the bottom before lying back down on his stomach.

“Thank you, mommy.” The white haired girl walks in between her parents before jumping on Bakura’s back.

“Uh…take it easy, princess.” Bakura grunts.

“Daddy, can we go play on the swings?” Kiya leans down, wrapping her small arms around Bakura’s neck from behind.

“Sure, princess.” Bakura gets up with his daughter on his back, her legs wrap around his waist as he turns and jogs a short distance to a small play ground with several other children playing.

“He gives her everything she could possibly ask for, doesn’t he?” Yami smiles at Ryou.

“Yep. She is his little princess.” The whited haired hikari nods proudly.

“Man, its hot out here.” Joey waves a hand in front of his face. “I don’t see how you can wear leather pants in this weather, Yami.”

“This is nothing. Try living in the middle of the dessert with hot sand around you and no shade.” Yami’s arm wraps around his lover’s shoulders.

“I think I’ll pass on that.”

“Watch out.” Seto whispers in his husband’s ear.

“Uh? Wha…oh!” Joey’s honey eyes widen as he sudden finds his arms and lap filled with a miniature version of his lover. “Warn me better next time.” He gasps at Seto who just smirks, reaching up to run a hand through Talan’s thick hair.

“Did you get tired of beating up Uncle Mokie?” Seto asks his son.

“Yeah.” Talan whispers into Joey’s neck, his arms wrapping around the sandy blonde’s shoulders.

“Guys! Someone help!” Mokuba calls out as Asheru and Lyca continue to hang onto him.

“Why do you need help? You already lost two.” Malik giggles.

“I’m tired, need help.” The raven haired boy lies lifelessly in the grass, his breathing coming out in pants.

“Go rescue him from our son.” The pale blonde tells Marik.

Sighing, the larger pale blonde gets up and walks to the three boys playing, bending down he picks up his son, twirling him in the air causing Lyca to giggle and clap.

“Well, he should be able to deal with just Ash, he is the smallest one after all.” Ryou smiles over the raven-haired boy.

“He takes after his daddy.” Yami kisses Yugi on the forehead.

“I can’t help it that I’m short.” Yugi pouts.

“Maybe all the men in your family are short, Yug. I mean your grandpa is a little shorter than you.” Joey rubs his son’s back gently as he leans back against Seto’s strong chest.

“Yeah, but hopefully Ash will be a little taller then me since Yami is his father.”

“Where did my two go?” Malik squints his light violet eyes against the bright sunlight as he looks out over the park.

“They went to play with Kiya and Bakura on the swings.” Ryou motions over his shoulder.

“What is the plan for later tonight?” Seto asks.

“Why don’t we go back to our place and crash in front of the TV watching movies and stuffing our faces with junk food?” The pale blonde slowly rolls over onto his stomach closer to Ryou, his head leaning over onto the white haired hikari’s shoulder.

“What kind of junk food we talking about?” Joey asks.

“Popcorn, chocolate, soda.”

“You’re making me hungry.”

“It doesn’t take much for that to happen.” Seto chuckles softly.

“It just sucks that we’ll have to watch kid movies. I can’t remember the last time I watched an action or horror flick.” Malik sighs.

“Well that’s what happens when you have kids.” Yugi smiles as Asheru runs up to him, kissing his dad on the cheek before sitting down on the grass between his parents.

“Did you finally let Mokuba breath?” Yami chuckles.

“Yeah. Where did Lyca go?”

“He went over to play on the swings.”

“Can I go play with him?”

“Sure, just make sure that Uncle Bakura and Uncle Marik can see you.” Yugi pats his son on the head before the little boy takes off in the direction of the playground.

“We’re trusting Marik and Bakura to keep an eye on Ash?” Yami whispers into his lover’s ear.

“Hey! I heard that.” Malik narrows his eyes at the two tri-colored haired boys. “Marik is a good father.”

“Of course he is.”

“And so is Bakura when he wants to be.” Ryou rolls his eyes.

“Do you want to go play with the others, little dragon?” Joey asks his son who reaches around to grab the strap of Seto’s black tank top.

“No.” Talan whispers into Joey’s neck, his dark blue eyes looking over the sandy blonde’s shoulder to look at Seto.

“He is so shy.” Yugi smiles over at the other family.

“Certainly doesn’t take after Joey.” Malik grins.

“Like you’re one to talk.” Joey says.

“True but Lyca isn’t shy like Talan is.”

“Thanks for helping me out, guys.” Mokuba moans as he walks over to the group only to fall to his knees and lay face down on the grass.

“Wore you out, did they?” Ryou laughs.

“I’m just used to playing with Talan all the time, he isn’t half as bad as one of yours.” Mokuba sighs.

“Well, you live with just Talan. We live with all of the others which means we are like you pretty much all of the time.” Yami says with a smirk.

“I feel sorry for you guys.”

“Do you want to come over to our place tonight and watch movies with us?” Ryou asks the raven-haired boy.

“No thanks, I think I’ll see if some of my friends want to get together.”

“We need to start packing everything and everyone up if we want to swing by to rent some movies.” Joey leans down to kiss Talan on the head before reaching for a small bag next to him.

“Guess you’re right. I’ll go collect everyone from the playground.” Malik says as he hops off the blanket and runs toward his yami.

“He just doesn’t want to help pack up.” Yami rolls his dark violet eyes.

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The flickering lights of the television cast odd shaped shadows across the white walls of the living room, and the air smelt of freshly made popcorn. On a white loveseat close to the swinging door leading into the kitchen, sits Joey with his legs thrown over Seto’s lap, the brunette’s arms resting over his lower legs, with Talan sitting in the sandy blonde’s lap, his back pressed up against Joey’s chest.

Marik and Malik sit side by side on the white sofa facing the television, the larger pale blonde’s arm lying across his hikari’s shoulders, pulling him close to his side. Next to Malik sits Bakura, his hikari straddling his lap, his head resting back on Bakura’s shoulder. In Ryou’s lap, Kiya sits with her fingers intertwined with the smaller white haired boy.

Yami sits in the white chair facing the loveseat, his legs spread open slightly to allow room for Yugi to sit in between his legs on the floor. Asheru and Lyca sits in front of the long, low glass coffee table, their eyes glued to the television in front of them as they laugh at the characters on the screen.

“Puss in Boots!” Lyca and Asheru claps their hands as they watch the movie, large smiles on their faces.

“Poppa.” Talan quietly reaches out for his father with one hand as he rubs his eye with the other.

Seto pulls his son onto his lap to sit on Joey’s lower legs, the small arms instantly wrapping around his neck and the head covered in thick brown locks tucked under his chin. The brunette rubs the small boy’s back gently as he places a kiss softly on top of Talan’s head.

“Is he getting sleeping?” Yugi asks from the floor.

“I think so. But I’m too into this movie to go home right now.” Joey chuckles.

“You’ve got to be kidding me. We’ve had to have watched this movie no less then a hundred times since it came out on DVD.” Malik yawns.

“True, but I like it.”

“It is rather good. I like it a lot better than the first one for some reason.” Yugi says.

“Me too.” Ryou nods, one of his hands playing with Kiya’s hair as the small girl leans her head back onto his shoulder, her fingers playing with Ryou’s hand that rest on her stomach.

“Anyone want more popcorn?” Malik asks as he gets up, reaching for the almost empty bowl food on the coffee table.

“No, but could you bring me a drink please?” Joey reaches down on the white carpet next to him, picking up his glass and handing it to the pale blonde as he passes.

“Sure. Since I’m going that way I guess I can.”

“Well, you don’t have to sound so thrilled.” The sandy blonde rolls his honey colored eyes.

The others go back to watching the movie before a knock sounds through out the house coming from the front door.

“Who could that be? At eight at night?” Ryou wrinkles up his brows.

“I’ll find out.” Yami stands up, stepping over his lover as he moves out of the living room and towards the front door in the entranceway. His hand turns the door knob and opens it wide.

“Okay, let me explain before you kill me.” A thick accented voice says from the front porch.

TBC
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