Two Sides of the Looking Glass

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The chapter is named after a Celine Dion song I was listening to while I wrote it. It seemed to


Here's a little smut for all of you that asked! I figured what's a good YAOI story without a bit of sex?

FOR THOSE OF YOU THAT MISSED IT: This chapter contains sex! Between two guys! Just so you know! You were warned!
Also, I added a small bit of fluff at the end. I couldn't help it. Beat me if you must. There will be another chapter, but I think the story will end during that one. Well, just because a story ends doesn't mean I can't do a sequel. ((They do it in Hollywood all the time!))
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It was the day before Artemis was supposed to return to Ireland that he next saw Kaiba. The man was wearing the same duster, but with leather pants, damn him. Artemis blushed at the thought of leather. He and Yugi had actually found some private time to tussle around in the sheets a few nights back, and Artemis had sucked Yugi off as the sweet boy had returned the favor for him. They had parted as friends, agreeing to see each other when it could be managed. Artemis was unsure, though. Yugi refused to kiss him, past the first in the garden room that day. He would never say why, so Artemis had asked Butler.

“Why is it that so few people kiss in Japan, Butler?”
“The kiss is a very sexual thing here, Artemis.” He had explained over a traditional breakfast of rice, fish, seaweed, and miso soup. “Parents won’t do it in front of their children. It is one of the most intimate acts two people can participate in, and Western tradition has begun to ignore that.” So that was it. Yugi didn’t kiss Artemis because he probably equated it with sex, which neither of them was ready for. Artemis blushed at the thought of being on all fours, giving himself to another man.

Yet here he was, at Kaiba Corp.,thinking of that very act. “Ah, Fowl-san.” Kaiba nodded, scooting back from his computer. “What can I do for you?” Butler served as translator, as always.
“I had wanted to thank you for inviting me, and also for allowing me to stay here. I have learned much about your culture and your art.” Artemis bowed deeply. “Arigato.” His accent had improved. Kaiba felt the slightest racing in his heart as he saw Artemis bend over.
“Dó itáshimashitè.” Kaiba replied. “Butler-san?” He asked, steepling his hands slightly.
“Hai?” Butler bowed.
“Might I have some time alone with Fowl-san?” Butler looked at him for a few moments, and nodded. He left the room.

Kaiba smiled, and removed his duster. Underneath was a white silk dress shirt, which showed of Kaiba’s well-muscled body. Kaiba hit a key on the keyboard, and Artemis heard his voice on the console. “Congratulations, Mr. Kaiba. You have untangled my little knot. The only problem you have at this moment is how to reclaim the blueprints to this little toy of yours. You have seven days.” Kaiba flipped a printout onto the desk, and Artemis walked over. There were the blueprints to Kaiba’s Sim-chair, fully there, in black and white, dated less than 24 hours after the gauntlet had been thrown. Artemis looked up at the brunette in front of him, who was smiling bemusedly. He leaned in, looking at the plans, and whispered a line of Japanese. “Shórì, Artemis Fowl.” Artemis leaned slowly in, his breath mingling with the cinnamon-haired man across from him. Emotion should never get involved in business, but this wasn't strictly business . . . he pressed his lips into the Japanese man’s, his heart racing. Kaiba pulled away suddenly, and walked round the desk to where Artemis was standing.

His lips were warm, and soft. He must have been as anal as Artemis was about his appearance. His hands worked through Artemis' ebony hair, and Artemis felt something digging into his hip. His heart bumped into his stomach as he remembered what Butler had told him. Japanese never kiss in front of their children . . . it was too intimate. . . oh, fuck. He wasn't ready for that. He didn't even know what he wanted to do now that he was 'clean'. He wasn't even done with school . . . As he tensed slightly, Kaiba started rubbing his back to calm him. Where was Butler???!!! Butler should be here for everything in my life, Artemis thought, why isn’t he protecting me? Why is he letting this cinnamon-topped Nippon touch me? And touch indeed Kaiba did. Artemis was getting a bruise on his shapely behind. . . Artemis pulled away, much to the surprise of the other brunette. “Gomenasai, Kaiba-san.” He tried, but Kaiba looked him in the eyes and said, in perfectly grammatical English, with no accent whatsoever, which up to now Artemis had not heard from him:
“Sorry doesn’t cut it.” Kaiba led Artemis to the couch at the opposite end of his office, and sat down. When Artemis hesitated, Kaiba pulled him onto his lap. “Well, Irishman? Are you going to make up for your theft? Or are you just going to stare at me?” Artemis tried to digest what he was hearing. “Let me make it perfectly clear for you.” Kaiba purred. “Either you make up for it, or you insult me so deeply that I find it necessary to delete every file on your computer.” He breathed into the pale ear, “Besides . . . YOU kissed ME.”

Artemis had dealt with threats before, but never one so tempting. He felt a warm hand on his thigh, and leaned down to caress the soft lips with his own. Kaiba groaned lightly, and undid the first few buttons on Artemis’ shirt. Artemis shifted so that he was straddling the other boy, and stripped off his shirt. Kaiba ran a hand over his shoulder, pausing to tweak one of the pale buds on Artemis’ shaped chest. His hand drifted down past Artemis’ navel to his waistband, and Kaiba undid the button and zip there, pushing the pants down as he could. Artemis felt cool air hit his silk underwear, and shivered lightly. Seto grasped Artemis’ hips and moved him to a lying position, pulling the pants down sensuously. He noticed the label. “You have good taste, Mr. Fowl. Not everyone wears Armani jeans.” He dashed them to the floor. “Now, then. . .” Seto rested his hand over Artemis’ crotch, rubbing lightArteArtemis shivered again, this time more violently. There was another shiver as Kaiba took in Artemis’ mouth, devouring it, lapping his tongue sensuously over Artemis’ teeth and palate. Artemis moaned, and noticed that Seto was still dressed. He quickly remedied that situation. Seto’s body was lean and chiseled, his hair fell into his wonderfully blue eyes so charmingly, and his hand was rubbing Artemis. Sheer BLISS. Artemis blearily sensed Seto bringing his fingers to Artemis’ mouth, which Artemis sucked greedily, loving the taste. Seto’s other hand worked the boxers down, still rubbing vigorously. Seto dashed the underwear to the floor, and brought his now-soaked fingers down. Artemis eyed him, puzzled. Seto slipped a finger in, feeling how warm Artemis was, how smooth his walls were, and moist. Just the thought of desecrating this virgin’s hole was making him hot and bothered, his breathing sped up, becoming shallower and shallower. Artemis yipped as a partner joined the first finger, but the yip turned wanton as the invaders were stroked over his prostate. Kaiba scissored his fingers and pulled them out, and pressed his manhood against Artemis’ opening. Artemis winced, feeling the pain as the tight ring of muscles was forced to stretch.
“Can’t we wait for this?” Artemis whimpered. Kaiba laughed, his eyes glittering maliciously.
“You were just moaning like a whore, and now you’re complaining when I give you what you want?” He thrust in, listening to Artemis’ broken cry. “Besides, your body will provide what you need, if it gets that bad.” Artemis’ jaw fell open as he realized what Kaiba was talking about.
“You would let me bleed?” Artemis tried to get up, but found himself pinned. Kaiba leaned down, thrusting deeper.
“Never. You’ll see. You’ll be begging for me.” Kaiba pulled out slightly, and shifted his hips. He thrust back in, ramming Artemis’ prostate. There was a groan from the younger boy. “Now that we’ve cleared that up, let’s begin in earnest.”

Seto traced the lines of Artemis’ face as he watched the other boy’s eyes turn navy with desire. Artemis was bucking into his thrusts as he invaded the Irish boy, over, and over, his pace steady, their hearts synchronized as one of Seto’s hands entwined in Artemis’. The other stroked Artemis’ reddening cock, and Seto knew by his whimpers, moans and motions that his lover was close. Seto couldn’t help but remember the way Artemis’ mouth felt to his tongue. Sweet, yet so dark. Like fine chocolate. It was questionable whether or not this dark angel was indeed a vampire, as he looked. One kiss, and Seto needed more, like he needed air. Centuries more. Eons more. He needed forever with this delicate creature. Unable to take the needing anymore, Seto pulled Artemis up against his chest, letting his stomach rub against Artemis, and the ensuing pressure on his manhood was enough to make the vampiric boy scream into the kiss Seto had initiated. The pace that had been frenzied built until neither Artemis nor Seto knew where he ended and his lover began. Seto groaned, his voice cracking, as he filled Artemis with his seed, and coughed lightly against his lover’s chest. Artemis stroked Seto’s brown hair, kissing his forehead. Seto looked up at Artemis. The boy was smiling, damn him. As he looked down at Seto, he pulled their heads together, sucking on Seto’s tongue.

“I have to go.” Artemis said at length. Seto looked into his lover’s eyes. He nodded slowly. “I’m sorry.” Sorry!?! It was the best sex Seto had ever had, and the boy was sorry? “I don’t want to leave. But I have Uni to get to, and Butler is expecting me.” Seto had forgotten Bu. He. He sighed.
“Wakárù.” Seto helped the other boy dress, and saw that he didn’t look like he’d spent the past -Seto glanced at the clock- hour and a half having sex. “But Artemis?” He said as the other boy was about to open the door.
“Hai?” His accent was still off. Seto almost smiled, then his face fell to thoughtful.
“Aishiteru, Artemis.”
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