Possession

First Things First: Guys, I don’t even know what to say… thank you all for the reviews…look how many hits I’ve gotten for the first 3 chapters. I’m writing this as fast as I can, but writing this is difficult because I’m not sure what I want the ending to be. And Blackwidow, that lovely song by Three Days Grace was the very first song I thought of using for his story. I Hate Everything About You is one of my favorite songs! See, great minds think alike. Well, I finally updated this story, I know I’ve been keeping you waiting, so I hope you like this. Enjoy. ^_^

Disclaimer: Still don’t own Yugioh or any song lyrics. I don’t claim the lemon’s hot, I do attest to it being comical. Sometimes you have to have a little humor instead of smut. Hehehe…

Chapter 4: Love Hate

Love to feee loe love
Love to heal from pain
Is there really a difference
Wonder who is right
Wonder who is wrong
I'm just feeling some tension
You can't compromise
We can't comb this out
We should really be chillin'
Cause I've wasted so much time
Love is on the line

~Love Hate
Kelly Rowland

Yami woke up and glared at his ringing cell phone. He sighed and picked it up. “Hello, Dragon.”

“Yami.”

“What is it, Dragon?”

“I just wanted to let you know I have to go to Tokyo tomorrow morning, I’m not sure when I’ll be back.”

“You woke me up at eight in the morning to tell me you’re going to Tokyo.”

“Yes, jackass.”

“Am I supposed to care?”

“You’re the one who’s the slut, not me.” Click. Yami rolled over andsed sed his eyes. The phone rang again. Yami took a deep breath and waited for the phone to ring twice more before he flipped it back open.

“Yes, Dragon.”

“I’m getting sick and tired of you hanging up on me, Yami. Don’t let it happen again, you fucking cum hungry…” Click.

“YAMI, BREAKFAST!!!!!!” Yami rolled his crimson eyes. It always amazed him that Ryou and Yugi could be awake so early in the morning after spending a night having sex. Of course he was pretty sure his aibou and Ryou didn’t torture each other first. “YAMI!!!!!”

“I’m coming,” Yami grumbled, pulling his aching body up. He was delightfully sore, but then again when wasn’t he? Yugi insisted that Yami eat breakfast with them every morning since it was always a toss up as far as Yami being home for dinner. Hell, it was a toss up whether or not Yugi and Ryou saw the spirit at lunch half the time.

His phone started ringing again. Yami sighed, and headed down the stairs and picked it up. “Why do you keep calling me, Fucker, I don’t care that you’re going to Tokyo.”

“The next time you hang up on me you’re going to be sorry.” Click. Yami stuck the phone in his pocket and sat down at the counter.

“Morning, Yami, sleep well?” Yami looked at Ryou and shrugged.

“I have a back ache, other than that I slept fine.”

“You look pretty tired, Yami,” Ryou continued.

“He always looks like that. He always looks like he’s gotten jumped.” Yugi handed Yami orange juice.

“Thank you, Aibou. That means a lot.” Yugi rolled his eyes.

“We were all going to go swimming today. Did you want to come?” Ryou asked, changing the subject before there was an altercation. Yami was usually cranky in the mornings. He had gotten used to it. “Tristan’s opened his pool.”

“I don’t know.”

“Have a psychotic date with Seto?” Yugi asked, bitterly.

“No. I don’t.” Yami and Yugi exchanged looks. Yugi had been very supportive of Yami’s decision to see the CEO, but even the tri-colored haired teen was growing tired of the back and forth. One minute Yami was happy the next he was angry. It was getting old. Monday Yami could tell them that Seto and him were through, Tuesday Seto could buy him flowers and Yami was back being in love. Now that Seto was out of the closet, things had gotten quite complicated.

Seto had been busy all week. And next week wouldn’t be better, Seto had meetings and interviews, you couldn’t go outside without seeing Seto’s face plastered all over the newsstands. Seto had limited Yami and his contact.

“Well, it’s a beautiful Thursday morning, I think we should all go swimming. It would be nice to be with the whole group, wouldn’t it, Yami?”

Yami looked at Ryou with a sideways glance. “I’m going to take a shower, thank you for breakfast.” Yami got up and went to go drown his troubles in the shower. He was irrationally angry. Angry at what, was unclear, but he could feel his hate surging in him and if he stayed around Ryou and Yugi much longer they were going to feel his wrath.

What the hell was wrong with him?

He looked at his cell phone. He supposed he knew the answer to his question.

After that surreal incident that day in Seto’s room Yami hadn’t been with him. Seto was too busy with work, of course he was cursed with flashbacks of Seth tormenting him in the mean time.

Yami sighed deeply, and saturated himself in the warm clear liquid of the sh. H. He allowed his mind to clear and just concentrated on the water that soaked his soul. So much had happened since Monday. It had been four days and the media coverage had been just as strong as ever. When would there be another news story? When would people be tired of hearing about it? The good news was that Kaiba Corp stock had gone up another seven points over the last few days. The bad news was that everyone wanted to know who Seto’s mystery boyfriend was.

Yami sighed. He had told himself he wasn’t thinking about this now, but damn it, how could he not. He didn’t take a breath without thinking about his dragon. That sometime-ish idiot. He loved him, he loved him with everything he had. But Seto just didn’t get it. He didn’t doubt that Seto lovim iim in return, but Seto couldn’t understand how much stress he put Yami under with his bullshit. How could he be expected to cope with this back and forth nonsense? Yami closed his eyes again and willed thoughts of the CEO out of his mind once more.

Hopefully for good.


“Seth, if there was any other way, you know this wouldn’t be my decision.”

“I find that difficult to believe, Atemu.”

“Seth, you know what happened after the last time you came, things got very bad and there was a lot of talk.”

“Talk is cheap.”

“Talk is not cheap. I may be supreme ruler, but we both know well that I have my share of enemies and conspirators. I am a gift from the gods, I cannot be acting inappropriately. And if things got out to the people that I was, the people will think I am not capable of being a good pharaoh, and I can be assassinated. It has happened before.”

“I would never allow that to happen to you.” Seth and Yami met eyes. Seth always had the prettiest eyes, but there was always something behind them. Something almost sinister behind those eyes.

Yami sighed. Why was Seth finding this hard to understand, his mind was already made up. This wasn’t up for debate. His high priest had always been so stubborn. Any decision he made Seth challenged. He did it in front of the other high priests, he did it in front of representatives from foreign lands, he did it because he could. He enjoyed being defiant. Being disrespectful. And by doing so, he only made the situation worse.

“Atemu, I do not wish to fight with you. Give in to me and stop this needless argument.” Seth’s voice was calm, and soft. Yami could feel the strings in his heart tensing. Seth always knew how to play him.

“Don’t make this more difficult than it already is.” Seth scoffed. Yami sighed again. He could not allow himself to give in this time. The stakes were far too great now. “The answer was no when we discussed it last moon rise, and it is no now.”

“Bad enough you say I cannot accompany you, but you want to bring Mahaado in my place. How do you think that looks to me?”

“There is nothing to look at. He is one of many of my high priests, and that is all. Why are you trying to turn this into something it obviously isn’t.”

“You can’t pretend you’ve never noticed the way he looks at you.”

“I haven’t. I am pharaoh, I get plenty of looks.”

“No one has any right to give you plenty of looks. Let them know, let the country know what is going on with us. And let any who choose to look at you be executed on sight.”

“Seth, you are being unreasonable. I do more for you than any other, I give you anything you could ever want or desire. The other high priests accuse me of playing favorites, and I do, openly. What more do you expect of me. My heart is fully devoted to yours, why are you incapable of leaving well enough alone?”

“Mahaado has no right to look at you. You are mine, Atemu! We are bound together, in this life and the next life.”

“I am aware of that. I do not want to leave you, Seth. I would follow you into death, if that were necessary. I love you with all of me, yet you continue to turn this into politics and jealousy.”

“If you love me so much than you wouldn’t be fighting me on this!”

“If you loved me you would understand why I had to make this decision!”

“Atemu, why are you doing this? Why are you being so difficult!”

“I cannot take you with me, the others have already inferred what is going on between us, if we give them any proof things will only get worse.” Seth narrowed his eyes. “You know I would take you if I could.”

“You can, you just do not want to, Atemu.” Yami sighed and sat on his bed. “You want Mahaado with you instead.”

“Do not tell me who I want instead. You have always been the only one in my heart, and I will not sit here and listen to you say otherwise. How dare you doubt my love fou, ou, Seth. How dare you question me. You and I may have a relationship, but you will not question my authority as pharaoh.”

“I am questioning your ulterior motives.” Crimson locked with Sapphire.

“There is nothing ulterior about my motives.”

“Then there is no reason I cannot come with you on your trip.”

“Were you NOT just listening to what I said?” Seth’s eyes narrowed so small they looked like tiny slits.

“If you want to end this then we shall, but you will not give me half-founded excuses.”

“I love you, Seth, why is my word not enough for you? Why must you doubt me? What more can I possibly do to prove myself to you? Have I not sacrificed my sanity for you?” Yami didn’t look at his high priest and looked to his balcony.

“And what about my sacrifices? Have I not broken my oaths to be with you? Have I not betrayed the gods, by copulating wiou iou in such a manner?” Seth walked towards him. “You are not the only one who has sacrificed, you are not the only one who has suffered at the hands of this.”

“I do not deny that.” Yami couldn’t meet Seth’s eyes, he knew how angry and hurt he would look, and he couldn’t bear to see that. “I do not deny all that you have done for this. I do not deny all that you have done for me.”

Seth stopped at Yami’s feet. “Look at me, Pharaoh. Look at me right now.” Yami looked up into cerulean eyes. “I want to go with you on your trip. If you do not deny my sacrifice, then you should not deny me.”

“I am leaving you here for your protection. I cannot stand the thought of anything happening to you, Seth. Please, Love, please understand.” Seth’s eyes glowed with fury. Yami could tell Seth’s anger was now growing out of control. Would he strike him? Would he call on shadow magic? “Seth, please, Love, please say something. Tell me you understand. Please.”

Seth said nothing and headed out of the room.

“Seth! Seth, do not walk out on me!”

“You do not deserve my company tonight. Why do you not call one of your concubines to comfort you, Atemu. I am tired of being your sex slave.”

“SETH!”

“Or better yet, why do you not call Mahaado. I am sure he would not mind copulating with you. You can practice for your trip.” Seth turned away and left, his cape flowing behind him in a wave of color.

“SETH!” Yami got off the bed but Seth was already storming down the hallway.


Yami’s eyes opened suddenly and he met a pair of beautiful cerulean blue eyes. Seth’s reincarnation said nothing as he dipped his head under the spray of the shower and kissed him. Yami’s eyes closed immediately, and he allowed himself to be kissed passionately, he did not fight for dominance, he did not fight the possessive element of the kiss as Seto pushed his tongue down his throat.

It felt like forever and when the CEO finally did pull away Yami was gasping for air.

Yami searched Seto’s face for answers to his silent questions. It was a Thursday morning, Seto should be at Kaiba Corp, they had been fighting all day yesterday, Yami hung up on him repeatedly this morning. And here he was. Here was his dragon.

Yami asked none of his questions and held Seto against him, resting his head against Seto’s bare wet chest.


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Yugi and Ryou looked up from their seats on the couch and at Yami and Seto who were both dressed and holding hands. I suppose life is worth living again, Yugi thought to himself. Yami shot him a glance but said nothing.

“Yami, you look a lot better now. Did you have a good shower?” Ryou asked, smiling at the two teens standing in the doorway.

“Yes, Little One, thank you.”

“Would you like some breakfast, Kaiba, there’s some French toast left.” Seto shrugged.

“I’ll fix you some, Dragon.” Yami stood on his tiptoes and placed a small kiss on Seto’s cheek and then headed into the kitchen.

“We were watching television, you’re welcome to sit down, Seto,” Yugi offered, trying to remember his manners and be a good host. Seto sat on an easy chair across from the couch. “Ryou’s French toast is really good.”

“I’m sure it is,” Seto said simply. It was the first words he spoke to either of the teens sitting on the couch since he had come by. He had rung the doorbell and Yugi had told him Yami was upstairs taking a shower. Seto didn’t wait to be invited in and had simply gone upstairs to find Yami completely out of it. Yami hadn’t told him why he looked so spaced out, but he was very responsive when Seto took him on the bathroom floor.

They actually hadn’t spoken, they just did. It was weird having sex without the usual insults, but Yami had submitted to him without a struggle, he had kept his head bowed, and given himself to him completely. And that happened probably, never. There was something definitely going on with Yami, Seto wasn’t sure what yet, but he decided it best not to start a fight, and just do what Yami wanted him to until the former pharaoh explained what it was that was bothering him.

When the sex was done both teens headed into Yami’s bedroom and redressed. Yami said nothing as he did his make up and the kissed Seto softly as Seto slipped on a pair of socks. Seto had clothes in Yami’s closet, like Yami kept clothes in his drawer.

What he had tried to tell Yami before he was hung up on multiple times was that he had taken today off so they could spend time together before he was gone for the whole weekend. But his fiery lover was in a mood this morning. He supposed he could have something to do with that. He had yelled at Yami something awful over the phone last night. But damn it, Yami was making his life miserable, and he snapped.

Yami seemed okay now, though. It was so hard to tell with his small lover, one minute he was fine, the next he was throwing paperweights. If anyone was sometime-ish it was Yami. How could the same person who was punching him on Tuesday be fixing him French toast Thursday? And the better question was, why the hell was he using that imaginary word “sometime-ish”?

“Don’t think so hard, Dragon.” Yami smiled devilishly at him and handed him a plate.

“Took long enough, Slut.” Seto moved so that Yami could sit in his lap.

“Well, I’m sorry it took so long, I had a little trouble walking after your brutality in the bathroom, Prick.”

Seto took a bite of the food and feed a fork full to his lover. “Maybe I should get you a butt plug, what will you do without me inside of you all weekend long.”

“Guess I’lst hst have to find someone else to fuck, won’t I?”

“Guess so, Tramp.”

“Don’t call me a tramp, Bitch.”

“Oh shut the fuck up.”

“Don’t curse at me.”

“I’ll curse whenever I damn well please.”

“Fucker.”

“Cum Slut.”

“Cock Sucker.” Seto smiled and Yami turned to look at him. He kissed Yami on the lips. Yami smirked.

“You’re so predictable.” Seto held Yami closer and feed him another fork full of French toast. Neither of them noticed Ryou giving his boyfriend a concerned look. Yugi smiled. At least Yami and Seto were made up again.

For now.

“Are you guys gonna come with us to Tristan’s house to go swimming?” Yugi asked, looking at the lovebirds in the chair. Seto was feeding Yami and Yami was calling him a bitch. The scene just couldn’t get anymore romantic than thatWe wWe were going to go over there around 2.”

“Come, Dragon?” Yami asked, wiping syrup off Seto’s lips. Seto rolled his eyes.

“What’s in it for me?”

“You get the pleasure of my company.”

“Wrong answer.”

“You’re an asshole, you piece of shit.”

“Oh cut it, would you. I’m not spending an afternoon with the Stupid Squad, so you can forget it. I didn’t take off today to play in the pool. I took off so I could spend the day with you.”

“Well, I told Yugi and Ryou I’d go, I always choose you over my friends, Seto.”

“Then there shouldn’t be any reason why you can’t do it again.” Yami slapped him. Ryou gasped. Seto calmly put the empty plate on the ground and then shifted and pinned Yami into the chair. The spirit squealed. Ryou watched horrified as Seto forced his weight on top of Yami.

“Honey, shouldn’t we…”

“It’s okay, Ryou. This is normal.” Ryou made a face. This was normal? Yugi motioned back over to Yami and Seto. Seto was kissing Yami, who was moaning at the contact. “See, it’s okay now.”

“I don’t understand, weren’t they fighting a second ago?”

“Yes.” Ryou shook his head. He gave up, he just wouldn’t understand this. He had never witnessed this before. He knew that Mokuba and Yugi probably saw this all the time, but Seto and Yami tried to be on their best behavior when they weroundound everyone else.

The kissing was over and Ryou felt his face grow warm, feeling a little guilty for watching the display. Yami was once again on Seto’s lap, curled up, his head on the CEO’s chest. “Please, come, Dragon?”

“Did you hear the words that just came out of my mouth?” Yami narrowed their eyes, Ryou tried to keep his eyes on the television screen, he just didn’t think he could continue watching this insanity.

“Have it your way, Fucker.” Yami got up and headed back into the kitchen.

“So theatric, putting on a show for your friends as always,” Seto called, looking in the direction Yami had headed. “This is why I don’t want to go. I’m not in the mood to be the entertainment for Idiot’s Incorporated today.”

“If you don’t want to go, you don’t have to go, Dragon. I won’t make you come.” Yami had returned with a cream-sicle, which he was sucking on.

Hard.

“Baby?” Seto asked, watching as Yami sat on the coffee table.

“I can’t make you come, Seto. If you don’t want to come, that’s your decision. I’ll just see you when you return from your trip this weekend.” And then Yami put the cream-sicle back into his mouth and proceeded to deep throat it.

“Baby, I’m not going.”mi lmi lifted an eyebrow but said nothing as he pulled the icy treat from his mouth only to slide the cylindrical ice cream stick back down his throat. Yami pulled the cream-sicle back out of his mouth to show Seto that he had gotten the entire orange topcoat off.

“Sure you don’t want to come, Dragon?”

The cream-sicle disappeared back inside Yami’s mouth and the spirit whimpered as he allowed more of it to melt inside of him. Seto shifted uncomfortably in his seat. “Baby…please…don’t make me go…”

Ryou made another face. He was definitely confused. Why was Seto so upset? Yami told Seto he didn’t have to go. Yami continued sucking on the cream-sicle, seemingly oblivious to the cold vanilla ice cream that was now running down his chin.

“I hate you, Baby. I want you to remember that.” Yami only continued his torture as he pulled the nearly finished pop out of his mouth and dashed his tongue out at the cream-sicle. He gave Seto a devious smirk.

“You have to ask yourself a question, Dragon.” Yami took another hard lick, by now he had gotten the ice cream all over his chin and shirt. “Do you want to come.” Red and blue locked. Yami returned the cream-sicle back to his mouth.

“I have to go home and get my bathing suit.” Yami took the now ice cream-less stick from his mouth and tossed it in Seto’s lap, which had grown in size in the crotch area.

“Good answer.” Seto narrowed his eyes, but watched in excitement as Yami licked his lips. “I think I need help cleaning myself off, Dragon.” Seto met Yami’s desire stricken eyes again.

“I can see that.”

“I’ve gotten myself all sticky…”

“Such a bad boy…”

“Indeed, I’m so naughty.”

Ryou made a face and looked at Yugi who wasn’t paying any attention. He glanced back at the former pharaoh and the corporate head and watched as Seto darted his tongue out as he tasted Yami’s lips. Then Yami moaned.

Weren’t they just arguing less than a minute ago?

How could Yugi watch television while this weirdness went on in his living room? But there Yugi sat, flipping channels with the remote control. Ryou didn’t understand it, not at all, but he couldn’t look away.

“Look, it’s a story about you, Seto.” Seto looked at Yugi and rolled his eyes.


“Sources close to the CEO say that they can neither confirm nor deny rumors that the recently out-ed businessman is in a relationship with another man, however they do insist that the billionaire is a private individual and that it would be nearly impossible to determine the credence of these rumors.

For now, the public is forced to wait for Kaiba to make his next move. Will he reveal the identity of the mystery man that his brother Mokuba alluded to weeks ago, or will he continue to refute this scandal? Only time will tell us, in the mean time everyone has their opinions. In a recent poll 65 percent of those polled said they believe Kaiba does have a boyfriend.”


“Dragon, I want you,” Yami proclaimed, licking his fingers, clean not paying attention to the television. He smiled at Seto’s bulging lap. “I want you right now, Dragon.”

“You’ll get me don’t worry, Baby.” Seto leaned up and kissed him.


“It is unclear as to what the reaction would be if Kaiba announced that he was seeing someone. It is clear that if the rumors are true and he does reveal to the country that he is in a relationship with another man, things will become more outrageous than they already are. There are already four websites, created by young male fans, that imagine what kind of guy Kaiba’s boyfriend could be.


The camera was now on some random guy.


“He’s one of the top duelists in the world, of course he’s g tog to be with a guy who’s into duel monsters. He’d want someone who’s strong and dedicated. And he’s going to have to be with someone who can deal with his standoffish personality.”


“See, even that guy knows that you’re sometime-ish, Dragon.” Seto made a face and looked at the screen.

“He’s cute, I’d fuck him.”

“Not with my dick you won’t.” Yami grabbed Seto in his hands.

“I bet they have no idea, I’m going out with a slut,” Seto decided, licking his lips as Yami crawled on to his lap.

“Um…Dragon…look how dirty I am…” Seto cut off Yami’s thoughts with a rough kiss, and then he began licking Yami’s lips harshly. Yami moaned. Ryou and Yugi watched the report while Seto and Yami got kinky on the easy chair.

“Don’t you two think you should be watching this?” Yugi asked.

“No,” Yami and Seto answered in unison.

“HOLY SHIT, that’s JOEY!” They looked back at the television screen.


“Is there any credence to the rumors that Mr. Kaiba has a boyfriend?” Joey looked at the camera, like he was pondering an answer.

“Seto’s a very private guy. He wouldn’t appreciate it if I told everyone about his personal relationships.”

“So there is truth to the rumors. Mr. Kaiba does have a boyfriend?”

”Never said he did.”

“So he doesn’t have a boyfriend?”

“Didn’t say that either.”

“What are you saying?”

“I can’t really say. Perhaps after I come back from Kaiba Land with my complimentary season passes tomorrow I’ll have a better answer.” Joey looked at the camera. “Kaiba was so nice to give me and all my friends lifetime passes to all his amusement parks. Thanks Buddy!” Joey gave the camera the thumbs up.


“The mutt is about to get fixed,” Seto promised, glaring at the screen.

“I can’t believe he just got interviewed,” Yugi agreed.

“We’ll see him at Tristan’s house.” Seto, Yugi, and Ryou turned to look at Yami who haabbeabbed the remote control and shut the television off. “Yugi, can you call Mokuba and ask him to bring Dragon’s swimming trunks, Seto needs to help me clean myself off.” Yami left the room. Seto watched Yami’s perfectly sculpted ass cheeks swing and sway out of the room and got up and followed him, forgetting all about kicking the puppy’s ass.

When Seto got upstairs Yami pounced on him and they both toppled onto the bed.

“Damn, Baby, easy, easy.”

“I don’t want it e I w I want it rough. Rough, raw, and nasty.”

Seto looked at Yami who was throwing clothes off and smirked. “You’re so dirty, Baby. You’re such a dirty little whore.”

“Make me a whore all over again, Fucker.”

“With pleasure you naughty cum hungry, Slut.” They were both naked in record time and Yami handed Seto the lube. “Um…I just love when you spread yourself for me.” Yami smirked. This wasn’t really about the sex, this was more about being together. Yami just wanted Seto inside of him for the comfort. To remind him that Seto was still his. That things between them were good right now.

“Seto, um…” Seto was poking a lubricated finger inside of him. “Seto, wait, I have to ask you a question.”

“Talk while I suck, Baby.” Seto’s finger started stabbing Yami in rhythm, as Seto dipped his head down and began lubricating Yami’s penis with his hot mouth.

“Ummmmmm…so good….” Yami closed his eyes and arched up, but tried to stay in control long enough to speak to his dragon. “Dragon…why didn’t you….fuck… harder…”

Seto stopped and pulled Yami from his mouth. “Why didn’t I fuck you harder? How much harder did you want me to go in the bathroom, do you still want to have bowel movements?”

“That’s not what I meant to say.” Seto shrugged and was back to Yami’s cock. Yami’s body reacted immediately as Seto deep throated him so hard that if his mouth were a vacuum cleaner he’d put Hoover out of business.

Yami growled in pleasure, his hips flying up in response. He tried to focus on what he wanted to ask his dragon. “It’s about your…SHIT! Seto…oh gods…” Seto stopped again, again slowly sliding Yami out of his mouth.

“It’s about my shit? Look, Yami, I’m willing to try almost anything, but that’s just gross.”

“No, that’s not what I was trying to say. Damn it, Bitch, just let me talk before you start in again.”

“No time…it’s getting late…and we have to go to Tristan’s house soon.” Yami screamed as Seto swiveled his large, sloppy wet tongue down his dick and then took him inside his mouth down to his balls.

Seto had added a second digit to his ministrations, his fingers embedded inside Yami to his knuckles, which were bent and molesting his prostate. It took most of Seto’s body weight to keep Yami from thrusting his hips. Seto couldn’t help but smirk, his baby was so worked up, acting as if they didn’t just fuck less than an hour ago. He teased him some more and then sucked hard again.

Yami’s eyes rolled back and when he was sure he wasn’t still screaming Ra’s name in vain he tried a third time. “Dragon, I….Shit…I….want….you to…FUCK…I…I…I…want to come…come with you…”

Seto stopped and rolled his eyes. “Baby, you really made no sense just then. You shit, you want me to fuck? The only part that made sense was the part where you said you wanted to come with me.” Yami’s eyes glowed red with anger. “So silly, Baby. You want to come with me. Fine you can come, why didn’t you just ask before?”

“Lay down and shut the fuck up, you sometime-ish, egotistical fuckrag.”

“You want to ride your dragon, you cum guzzling asscunt?” Yami made a face as Seto laid back onto his pillows.

“What is an asscunt?” Yami asked as he straddled Seto’s hips.

“Made it up.”

“Oh, but you refuse to use the word sometime-ish.”

“I don’t use words created from members of a different species. Now ride my dick like you like it, Baby.”

“I don’t like it, Dragon. I love it.” Yami impaled himself slowly. This was gonna be quick sex, but that was okay, this wasn’t really about the sex anyway. This was about spending quality time together. He wouldn’t be able to call his dragon a bitch or a prick for the restthe the afternoon, he needed to get it out of his system now.

“We’ll come together, just like you wanted, okay, Baby?” Seto asked, rocking his hips upYamiYami seated himself down to the hilt.

“That’s not the kind of coming I was talking about….shit…Seto… oh gods… that hurts, Fucker!”
es ies it?” Seto asked with a smile. He rocked up again. “That hurt too?” Yami winced.

“Have I told you I hate you today?”

“No.”

“Well I do, Assmuncher.”

“I hate you too, Ball Washer.” Seto established a steady rhythm, Yami rocked steadily, the pain leaving him as he rode Seto like some sex-crazed bucking bronco. “Ummm…baby, so good…” Seto stroked Yami in time with his thrusts. Yami might have been in pain to start with, but he was definitely enjoying himself now.

His lush walls trapped Seto inside of him, no matter how often Yami got the urge to be slutty and they did this most intimate of activities he was still tight as a vice. Yami’s hands ran up the expanse of Seto’s smooth stomach as he rode Seto as hard as humanly possible. His head was thrown back in ecstasy and he was barely coherent now.

“Harder…” Yami chocked.

“Any harder and you’re gonna be swimming crocked too…” Yami twisted Seto’s nipples in his fingers, and Seto moaned. While Seto was enjoying himself Yami remembered that he still hadn’t gotten a chance to ask him his question.

“Seto…I want to go…I want to goooooooo….” Yami’s words trailed off in a wall-shaking scream as Seto rolled his hips, sending a shockwave of pleasure through his body.

“I onay tay this because I love you, Baby. You’ve been hanging out with the puppy too much. It’s I want to come. Not go.”

“Shut the fuck…UP! SHUT THE…COME…COME…I’m going to COME…”

“Sure you don’t want to go, Yami?” Seto asked with a smirk. He wasn’t even all that aroused at the moment, he just found their conversation hysterical.

“FUCK YOU!” Yami’s cum flew out and hit Seto in the chest. Their argument had gotten him excited. Yami’s fog hazy mind barely registered the fact that their positions were being reversed and Yami was now on his back. It was Seto’s turn to find release.

Seto pounded into the lithe body underneath him at full force. “I’m almost there, Yami…I’m almost there…” Seto’s pace was all over the place, he would be at the edge in seconds.

“Go, Seto…Go for your cum slut! Go! Go!” Seto came hard, while laughing, his back flexing as he ejaculated deep inside Yami’s restrictive walls. He collapsed on top of Yami who snuggled up to him. “Seto, Dragon, I want to come with you on your trip to Tokyo.”

“Yeah, sure, whatever.” Seto shut his eyes. He was tired, he needed a little nap before they went swimming he, wait a second…what the fuck… “You’re not going with me on my trip!” Yami opened his eyes and Seto and him looked at each other. “Fuck that, Slut.”

“You said yes!”

“First of all, I said, yeah. And second of all I didn’t mean it.” Seto sat up. Yami did the same.

“Do I have to get another cream-sicle, Dragon?”

“Do I have to get the cock ring, Baby?”

“Listen you cocksure bastard, I asked you and you said yes, this is not up for discussion.”

“The answer is no, you filthy manipulative little fuck. If I wanted to have a fuck toy with me on the trip I would have packed a blow up doll in my suitcase.”

“YOU SAID YES.”

“I SAID YEAH!”

“THEN THE ANSWER IS YES!”

“NO!”

“YES!”

“NOOOOOOOO!”

“YESSSSSSSSS!” Yami got off the bed and glared at his lover. “You sometime-ish, Prick, why can’t I go on your trip? You said yes.”

“You can’t count my yeah as a yes, you tricked me. You seduced me with a cream-sicle, you force me to sleep with you, against my will, and then you ask me when my brain is still offline. You’re not going.”

“You told me I could go. And as for forcing you to have sex, if I recall correctly you nearly tripped on your pants to get on the bed. Now you make whatever arrangements you need, because I am coming with you.”

“Yami, did you not hear that report on TV? They think I have a boyfriend, how will that look if you show up with me on my business trip.”

“I’ll be your new personal assistant.”

“You’re a whore, Yami, not a personal assistant. How can I explain this delicately; I don’t ask you to polish my desk I ask you to polish my dick, there’s a big difference.”

“You won’t have a dick in a minute.”

“Gonna hit me again, Penis Fuck?”

“You’re insults aren’t even making any sense anymore, asscunt, penis fuck, and you question Joey’s vocabulary?”

“You’re not going. No, the answer is no. It’s no now, it’s no later, it’s no when I leave, it’s no forever. No, no, no, no, no!”

“Fine. If that’s how you want to be.” Yami began redressing himself in a t-shirt and swimming trunks.

“This argument isn’t over. Don’t end the fight!”

“It is over. If I don’t go, you’ll regret it.”

“I’ll regret some cheap slut waking up and ordering thousands in room service, that I strongly doubt.”

“There are other ways for me to win this argument, Seto. As you will soon see.”

Seto narrowed his eyes. What the hell did that mean?


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“Hey guys! Glad you could make it!” Seto watched silently as Tristan, the male cheerleader hugged Yugi, Yami and Ryou. “Kaiba, I didn’t know you were coming too.”

“Neither did I. Where’s the mutt?”

“He’s in the back with Duke.”

“Dragon, you promised,” Yami warned giving his taller lover a stern look.

“I only want to say hello to your good friend, Joey, Baby.” Seto walked past Tristnd ind into the Taylor’s house.

“Don’t do anything stupid, Sweetheart,” Yami warned through clenched teeth.

“Wouldn’t dream of it, Buttercup.”

“You better not, Gumdrop.”

“Why would I, Babycakes.” Seto opened the back door and watched Dkisskissing Joey on the lounge furniture. His eyes focused in on the blond and he stalked over to him.

Joey was about to be without his genitals.

“Oh, Dragon!” Seto turned around and looked at Yami who quirked his eyebrow. He groaned. Damn Yami, that asshole. Damn him, damn him, damn him.

Yami took Seto’s hand and they both walked over to the mutt. “Joey, hello. How are you?”

“Yami, Kaiba, what’s up? Did you see the news this morning?”

“Yes, we did, Wheeler, care to explain yourself?” Seto said, choosing his words carefully.

“Oh, that. Yeah, pretty funny, huh, Kaiba?”

“No.” Seto narrowed his eyes.

“When do you think we can get those passes, Duke and I are really looking forward to going tomorrow.”

“And I’m looking forward to drowning you in the deep end of the pool, Mutt, I…” Yami squeezed Seto’s hand firmly. “Perhaps Mokuba can give them to you later today.” Yami smiled.

“Thanks, Kaiba, we appreciate it.” Joey grinned. “Does this mean you’re gonna be Yami’s date for Duke’s party?”

“I’m not going to Duke’s party.”

“Why not?”

“Because I don’t like any of you.”

“Then how come you came to Tristan’s house?” Seto glanced at Yami who glared back at him. Did the puppy not see Yami standing right next to him? Was he that much of an idiot? Why else would he have come?

“I’m going inside to put on sunscreen. Maybe if I rub enough of it on myself, I can block out the stupidity I’m surrounded by.” He let go of Yami’s hand and headed back into the house. When he got the opportunity he’d get the puppy alone and shake the shit out of him.

“Why is your boyfriend such a grouch, Yami? I was only asking a question.”

“Seto’s mad because he agreed to take me on his trip to Tokyo this weekend.”

ouldould have thought Kaiba would want to limit your contact so the paparazzi doesn’t see you guys together. How’d you get him to agree to take you?” Duke wondered, lifting up his sunglasses so he could look at Yami in the eyes.

“I simply told him if I wasn’t allowed to go I was going to cut off his sex.”

“That’s kind of drastic, Yami. I didn’t think it grew back.” Duke and Yami looked at Joey for a moment. Duke shook his head.

“We can’t all be dating geniuses can we,” he decided, giving Joey a little kiss on the nose. Joey smiled, missing the reference completely. “So I gather things are good for you and Kaiba right now?”

Yami shook his head. “About as good as they’re going to get.”


Author’s Endnotes: Just lulling you into a false sense of security as far as this story goes. Figured last chapter was up and down and there needed to be some stability. Don’t worry, things get bad again during the weekend. Hahahaha…so evil… but you love me that way. Admit it. Off to write some more of Beauty…I’ll try to update as soon as I can. Please review, and maybe I’ll update even sooner. Maybe even this weekend. Hehehe… Oh, and here’s a taste of what’s happening next:


“Don’t touch me!” Seto rolled his eyes. Why did Yami call him the bitch, when it was clear he was the cunt in this relationship. “You piece of shit, I hate you.”

“It’s like waking up without coffee isn’t it? You just can’t go one second without picking a fight with me.”

“Who was that guy who winked at you down there? Huh? Who was he!”

“What guy, Yami? What guy are you talking about?”

“WHAT GUY? That pink-headed freak with the flower. That guy! Who the hell was that, Seto? Huh? This some secret boyfriend of yours or something?” Seto’s mind went over what Yami said and then he made a face.

“You’re not talking about…” Yami’s eyes narrowed. “Yami, I’m trying to eat, do you want me to throw up!”