What Once Was

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Chapter 3


Inside the cabin everybody was getting settled in in their rooms. Even though Seto Kaiba was a wealthy man, even his cabin in the woods didn’t have more than seven rooms.

Since this was his cabin, after all, Kaiba still had some power in deciding who slept where. He insisted that the girls share one room together in order to keep Mai away from Jou. Besides, he knew that no one would want to share a room with Anzu.

Next problem was the fact that Yami wanted to sleep next to him. However, that problem, and the one with Bakura fucking Marik, were both easily solved as Kaiba declared that since Yamis and Hikaris used to share the same body, they should share a room also.

That left the two brunets (what where their names? The dice guy and his lover) in one room. Mokuba and Jou were already in Moki’s room, playing video games, so Kaiba, knowing that his brother’s room had two beds, was happy enough to leave them together in one room.

This arrangement worked fine for Seto, as he had his master bedroom all to himself. This way, all the “accidents” at night would happen in the privacy of his own room, and he wouldn’t have to deal with the inconvenience of explaining any mishaps to anyone.

So the week was off to a better start than Kaiba expected.

For that first day things took care of themselves. No one was having sex, at least not in the house. Everyone would clean up after themselves (eventually), and Mokuba seemed very happy.

However, since Seto Kaiba was not a people person, he needed his privacy. So after making sure that everything was fine, he went outside towards the little river nearby. Kaiba liked this place. It was secluded from pretty much everything else by large trees, and it was quit. Also, it was the perfect distance from the cabin. No one would be able to see him, but he could still see the cabin in the distance, and be sure that the cabin stayed standing (Bakura and Marik combined could make a guy’s worst nightmare come true in just a few seconds).

Yami, noticing Kaiba slipping out of the cabin, decided that this was his chance to approach the other face to face, alone, away from everyone. He had been trying to talk to Kaiba alone for a long time, now, but the blue-eyed man always pushed him away, finding some ridiculous excuse to avoid him every time.

Yami knew his former lover well. And no matter what he claimed, he knew that he had to remember something. How could he forget their first time together? He couldn’t! He promised that he wouldn’t.

Yami’s father was still the pharaoh when young Seth was admitted into service, to be trained to the be high priest when it was time for his son, Atemu, to rule over his vast kingdom.

Atemu was a good son and a good prince. He was nice to everyone, even the servants. However, he was still too naïve in order to take over for his father.

One day Atmeu had been in the garden, studying the all the various creatures that roamed in the mystical garden, that the servants somehow kept alive in the middle of the desert. Everything marveled young Atemu. Everything in nature was created so delicately, and everything fit into everything else perfectly. It was the simplicity of this complexity that captured Atemu’s mind so for hours.

All of a sudden Atemu felt a surge of pain course through his leg and he stumbled and fell backwards. He had been too captivated by a strange creature on a leaf that he had found and he had stepped without looking, hitting his foot against a sharp rock behind him, that was meant to serve as a support for one of the weaker trees in the garden.

Falling straight on his behind, Atemu cried out. He could barely move his right leg. The back of his thigh was already getting swollen and it was bleeding. Atemu closed his eyes, trying to ignore the pain for a second and get up to and get some help. However, he had no luck as the pain was too much for him to handle.

Crying out, Atemu once again fell on his ass. He figured that there would be no one around in this part of the garden besides him at this time (for the servants only came out to tend to the garden at night) to hear him, much less help him.

To his surprise a voice from within the bushes came out.

“Are you okay? Do you need help?”

Thankfully for Atemu, the new priest-to-be, Seth, was also as curious as him about his surroundings, though for completely different reasons. Seth wanted to know every twist and turn if his new home. He hated the fact that he didn’t know that much about the palace and from his first day there, he was off to explore every corner, twist, and turn that there was.

“Yes, please.” Atemu still had his eyes closed, as the pain continued to course through every inch of his body, now. He couldn’t believe a rock that beautiful could do so much damage in so little time.

Seth approached the young boy, immediately realizing that he must be the successor to the throne from the symbols engraved on his clothing and the tattoos on his arms. He realized that it would serve him good to be kind to this boy. This little boy was going to rule over him one day.

As the stranger approached him, Atemu opened his eyes to look at him, and he was at once left breathless. His rescuer was tall and handsome, with the most amazing eyes he had ever seen in his life.

Seth bent down to take a look at Atemu’s leg and analyze the damage. Atemu, in his turn, leaned forward to analyze the new boy. He had never seen this boy in the palace before, and he was pretty sure that he knew everyone in the palace.

“Do you have an extra piece of cloth I can use?” Seth asked, as he continued to examine the wound. The gash was big, but it didn’t seem serious. However, as soon as he could, Seth was planning on taking the young prince to the healer.

Atemu nodded his head negatively. He felt his heart beat faster as the boy leaned in towards his upper thigh. His erection started hardening as the boy’s gentle breath warmed his crotch just a little bit, and Atemu closed his eyes again, leaning back on his arms. Oh Ra! No one had ever had this effect on the young prince (at least, not immediately, like this stranger).

Seth, noticing the boy’s hardening erection, had an idea. He might be young, but he wasn’t stupid. He knew what idiots sexual pleasure could make out of even the smartest man. And he planned on using it to his fullest advantage. He could never legally rule Egypt, being an orphan and all, but he could rule the ruler, and that would make him the power behind the throne, the ultimate ruler of Egypt.

Seth took off his shirt, ripping it in half. Then, shirtless, he walked to the little fountain nearby and wet the cloth. He then came back and proceeded to clean Atemu’s wound. After he was done cleaning as much blood as was possible, he used the other half that he had ripped to tightly tie the wound to mitigate the bleeding.

Surprisingly, after washing all the blood, Seth had realized that the gash was actually very small. That would fair well for him, for he wasn’t about to let the perfect opportunity slip by.

Atemu couldn’t keep his eyes off the boy as the other took off his shirt. He was nicely built. He had strong muscles, but he wasn’t too buff. As the boy ripped the upper part of his garment in two, his muscles slightly glistened under the intense sunlight.

With a now fully erect cock, Atemu watched the boy go the pool and come back, just to touch him again. The boy used one hand, the one that was holding the wet cloth, to clean his wound and the other to hold his leg (his hand painfully close to his balls).

Then the boy tied the other half around his wound and then looked up at Atemu with those mesmerizing, blue eyes.

“I am Seth, my prince. I am to be your high priest. Your wound is a small one. I will take you to the healer to make sure that you are okay.”

Atemu just nodded, his mouth slightly open, his eyes dilated.

Then, to the young prince’s surprise and delight, Seth leaned in and kissed him fully, passionately on the lips, his fingers trailing up the inside of his thigh. Seth’s tongue sneaked out, pressing against Atemu’s lips, asking for entrance.

Atemu opened his lips and spread his legs a bit further, inviting the young priest-to-be to explore him more freely. Seth needed no further sign. He started kissing down Atemu’s neck, slightly biting his skin every now and then, making the young prince gasp every so often.

Seth’s hand was now on Atemu’s erection, his thumb gently spreading the pre-cum all over the prince’s erection, lubricating it as much as was possible. Atemu’s hands came up to grip Seth’s shoulders tightly, drawing the other’s body closer to his own.

Atemu had never been touched like this before by anyone else except for himself. No one dared to touch the young priest for the fear of his father. But this handsome youth also seemed to be more courageous than anyone else in the palace – a trait that the prince valued greatly.

Seth pushed Atemu’s clothing out of the way as his mouth went lower and lower. Atemu moaned loudly as Seth’s mouth encircled his erection.

Seth took in the head of Atemu’s cock first, massaging it with his tongue, before taking in more of Atemu’s cock, letting it hit the back of his throat before swallowing it all the way into his throat, as far as it would go.

“Ooooooohhhhhhhhh!” Atemu couldn’t believe the pleasure coursing through his body. He had never known that pleasure like hits existed. Seth was doing wonders to him. If there was a paradise, he was there.

Atemu thought this a bit too early, as Seth’s next step was to start massaging his balls.

“Oooohhhhhhhhh… Seth… Aaaaahhhhhhh… Ohhh… Ohhh…” Atemu’s hands clenched Seth’s shoulders tightly, painfully so, as he climaxed right into Seth’s mouth. The other swallowed his cum, slowly coming up to look Atemu straight into the eyes.

“Oh, Seth.” Atemu whispered, closing his eyes, still riding the pleasurable after-waves of just having to climax.

“Yes, my prince.”

“Call me Atemu.”

“Alright, Atemu.”

With these words Seth helped Atemu back into his clothes, and then picked him up into his arms, and carried him over to the healer.

Atemu leaned his head against Seth’s naked chest, closing his eyes and feeling completely safe in the arms of his rescuer.

“Thank you for helping me with my leg.”

“No problem. You should be more careful next time, though.”

“Alright. I will. Hey Seth, thank you for the other thing, too.”

“My pleasure,” Seth lied. “But you can’t tell anyone.”

“I won’t. But you won’t just forget this day, will you?”

Seth smiled at the boy’s naivite.

“I will remember this day forever.”

Delighted with the answer, since to Atemu it meant that this would happen again, he relaxed in Seth’s arms, closing his eyes, truly content.

Atemu found Seto Kaiba sitting by a river, looking off into the distance. Some things never changed. Seth used to stare off into space all the time when there was something bothering him in his mind.

Quietly, Atemu approached him. Seto could sense him coming, but he didn’t move.

“Seth…” came the whisper.

Seto said nothing.

Yami came closer, straddling him, and kissing him passionately on the lips.

Seto kissed him back.




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