Pairing: SetoxJou / Yami+Bakura / Yugi+Ryou / Honda+Otogi
Beta: JennieB. - The top of the pop.
Chapter five“Seto, God damn it, open this fucking door!” Jou banged against the heavy wooden door, trying to open it, but like all the others in Kaiba’s mansion, it was thick. He was growing more panicked by the minute, and the fact that Seto was not answering his calls was even more troublesome. He stepped back and ran, heading for the backyard. He would take that damned door down at any cost!
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Seto hung up the phone and got up from the bed, walked over to the door, and locked it. Then, he moved to the full length mirror he had in front of the bed. Watching themselves was one of their shared kinks, but now…the mere sight of that object sent chills down his spine. From what he'd overheard, it sounded as though all he had to do was wait for the spirit to appear and then smash the mirror. He could do that. Taking a deep breath, he approached it and grabbed the sheet that was covering the glass. He pulled at the piece of cloth, and it fell down at his feet. He stepped back and watched himself in the mirror, his breath coming in quick pants, all his body expecting something, anything to happen. “Where is she?” whispered Seto, still staring at the mirror. The girl that had been haunting him for days was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly, his reflection tilted its head to the right side, as if studying him. The brunette stepped back and grabbed the closest thing at hand, in this case, a candlestick. The reflection just laughed, the same sound as his own laugh. “Afraid Kaiba? You should be,” his reflection whispered. “After all, not even your little lover knows everything about you, does he? How cruel and cold you can be to achieve your goals.”
“What the fuck?” the young CEO exclaimed as he felt his body starting to burn.
“You don’t remember? Let me remind you: Gozaburo Kaiba.” The reflection smirked when he saw the tremble in those pale hands. “Did you really think that you could hide the truth from the world forever? How you killed your own stepfather to assume his place at his Corporation?!”
Seto gasped as he felt an ache deep inside of him. He looked at the mirror again and saw the blood running down his reflection's cheek, from his eyes.
“You are a cold blooded murderer! That’s what you are! You didn’t hesitate one single second before pushing him through that window, and you would do it again if it meant you could take his place!”
“That’s…not..true,” gasped the brunette as he fell to his knees. He touched his cheek and felt something wet.
“I can see the truth in your heart,” was the cold reply.
The brunette screamed in pain as he felt his eyes burning, his blood burning. He could hear the cold laugh of that macabre reflection.
“You deserve to die for your crime.”
“Not if I smash you first, bitch!”
Seto looked up, and through his pained gaze he saw Jou smash a hammer against the mirror, the sharp pieces of glass falling all over the floor. A shriek echoed through the room, and a gray puff of smoke escaped out of the empty mirror frame.
“Oh God, Seto!” The blond approached and supported his boyfriend's weight as he lifted him. “Are you okay?”
“Yeah…I think so,” came the weak reply.
“You jerk! Don’t you ever do that to me again, do you hear me?”
Seto only smiled before passing out.
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“So…is he fine now?”
“Yes, he is.” Mokuba sighed. “But that’s not why I asked if I could stay over, Yugi.”
“Why is it, then?” The short teen frowned, obviously confused.
Bakura, who was all the way over on the bed, laughed. “Are you sure you are the man in the relationship, Yugi? Even I can tell that those two are going to be going at it like bunnies. A near death experience can do that to you.”
“Speak for yourself,” mumbled Yami, who was still asleep, his face hidden in the curve of the former tomb robber’s neck.
Mokuba laughed nervously and blushed. “Actually…”
“I don’t wanna know,” interrupted Yugi, who was now blushing as well. “You can stay here for the night.”
“Thanks Yugi.”
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Jou grabbed the headboard, clutching at the wood with all his strength, biting down on his lips until he tasted blood. “Fuck…” He felt that low burn as Seto penetrated him, inch by delicious inch, until his lover was fully sheathed. The brunette breathed hotly against his nape, his mouth leaving a hot trail of kisses. “Seto…” the blond moaned again, his fingers turning white against the wood from gripping it so tightly. “Fuck me already.” He felt the brunette slide out of his body felt him kiss him in that way that made his body tingle.
“How do you want it?”
The low tenor made his cock pulse with desire. “Hard…gentle…slow…fast. I don’t fucking care!” exclaimed the blond, his voice failing because of his ragged breathing. “I want to still be able to feel you inside me next week.”
Seto growled and bit his neck before he slammed back into him, tearing a scream from the blond – one that was full of both pain and pleasure. Finally, he stopped his pleasured torture and thrust into his lover with full force. The bed started to shake with their movements, their bodies glued tightly to one another as they fuelled their passion.
“God…more, more, more!” demanded the blond as he lowered his head and moaned at the lustful fire that was consuming him. One of his hands grabbed his cock, and he started to jerk off in time with the other's thrusts.
The sight was too erotic for the brunette to bear. He hastened his pace, one of his hands grabbing Jou by his golden hair and tugging his head back, their mouths clashing in a torrid kiss. He felt Jou moan into his mouth and contract his muscles around Seto’s cock. Both were approaching the edge quickly.
“Fuck…Seto…I…” Jou gasped as soon as the kiss had ended, and he felt a shiver run down his spine, the sensation radiating out and making it feel like all his blood was boiling. But it was such a delicious burn.
The brunette left finger marks on the blond’s waist from gripping him tightly as he felt his orgasm rock his body, feeling his seed fill Jou’s passage. He heard the growl escape the lips of his lover, and knew that he had reached his end as well.
The tangled bodies fell exhaustedly to the bed, and the brunette slid out of the blond and turned him over in his arms. The kiss was languorous and full of passion, his blue eyes open, looking into the amber ones. His heart made a distinct thump in his chest when all he found in those golden irises was love. Nothing else.
OWARIThanks for reading.Mystik
