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Seto x Yami: agatefluoirte
10 WHOLE DAYS
I’m going to kill Seto Kaiba.
I’m going to kill Seto Kaiba because for the last week and half he has refused to fuck me.
And it feels like I’m about to explode. So…
I’m going to kill him.
Now maybe you’re thinking, ‘Wow, that’s rash. Maybe he didn’t know you needed fucked so bad.’
Well guess what.
Shut up.
I’m going to kill Seto Kaiba because for the last week and half I’ve tried every method to get his attention and he still has refused to fuck me.
Day number one: Kaiba refuses to look me directly in the eyes, especially when near bedrooms. I don’t think much about it. After all, we had just fucked that night before.
Day number two: When I crawl under Kaiba’s desk and start unzipping his pants he clears his throat and rolls his chair out. “Not right now, Yami.”
“Nuh wah wah, Yami.” Ooooh I’m busy. I’m an important CEO!
Day number six: I manage to handcuff myself to our bed naked and wait for him. When he returns 3 ½ hours later, he quickly walks straight to the shower, grumbling about a long day. Oh, and the maid had to uncuff me because Kaiba decided he wanted to sleep in the tub that night.
Day number eight: I plant a photo of me jacking off as Kaiba’s desktop. Turns out that computer belonged to one of his affiliates while his was being repaired.
Day number ten (today): I’m standing at the kitchen counter with Kaiba’s drink in one hand and laxative in the other…contemplating. Death, rape, or diarrhea. These are my options.
Kaiba had never refused sex before, especially not for such a lame excuse as work. Hell, we’d had sex while he was working. He’d sign a paper, thrust, thrust, thrust, I’d put it in the folder. It was a great system.
And I was pretty sure nothing had changed about my appearance to suddenly make myself unfuckable. After all, his face was still getting bright red whenever I was naked or was insinuating.
So what had happened? He was acting perfectly normal except for that one thing. And as long as I’m not talking about it, he speaks to me as if nothing has changed.
I’m going to kill him.
And as if my frustrations aren’t building up enough, Bakura is coming over tonight for God knows what reason.
I hate Bakura.
I didn’t trust him 3000 years ago and I sure as hell don’t trust him now.
Oh, but apparently, him and Seto are ‘friends’ now.
Friends my ass.
He’s just scheming on how to get his hands on all of Kaiba’s money. And I’ll be there to kick his ass if he ever figures it out.
“Seto!” I run out of the kitchen to catch him before he makes it out the door. Apparently, I’d been standing there fuming for longer than I thought.
“What is it?”
“Where are you going?”
“To pick Bakura up.” My face contorts into disgust on its own. Seto just ignores it. He thinks Bakura is ‘clever’ and gives him good business ideas.
Business ideas my ass.
He’s just scheming on how to get his—wait, I already said that.
…
I hate Bakura.
“I’m going to fuck you tonight, Seto. Whether you like it or not.” He stopped mid-step with that little speech. I can see his ears are turning red. Heh heh.
“I should be back in 15 minutes.”
Damn him.
So I suppose I’ll just imprison myself in my room until that thief has left the house.
I hate being around him. Every time he has to make these stupid little comments that make me want to gouge his eyes out.
Like, “Hi Yami.” Or “How was your day, Yami?” Or “I’m going to fuck Seto and steal all of his money and then I’m going to piss in your mouth, Yami.” Or something like that.
The door opens and closes and I can hear Bakura’s loud, annoying voice from upstairs. At least they’ll probably just stay in Seto’s office. I forgot to grab food before coming up here and Bakura always stays until 11 or 12 at night. If I can just quietly sneak down then I should be able to avoid him.
I wait until I hear Seto’s office door slam and quickly race down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Fuck fuck fuck.
“Hello, Yami.” Bakura grins, shutting the fridge behind him.
I should have listened for two voices going into his room.
“Bakura.” I grit. Walking past him to get into the cabinet.
“So, I’m going to fuck Seto and steal all of his money and then I’m going to piss in your mouth, Yami.”
I told you he really said that.
“What?”
“I said, I heard you and Seto were having some problems. “
Well, he might as well have said that.
I slam down the cereal, turning around, “He told you that?”
“No, you just did.” He smirks.
I hate him.
“Fuck you.” I hiss, pushing him out of the way to grab the milk.
“Oh, Yami, you know that’s not my style. I don’t fuck used merchandise.”
“What are you even over here for, Bakura? We both know you don’t know shit about business.” I spat, this is the point where I’m ready to gouge his eyes out and throw him to the curb.
“So, what happened?”
“Like I’d tell you.” I scoffed, slamming the drawer shut. I’ve got the spoon, now to just grab his head and pluck.
“Is he…working too much?”
Stupid fucker.
“Is he…spending too much time with Mokuba?”
I sigh in annoyance, can’t he ever shut up? I’m going to just ignore him. I’m almost out the door anyway.
“Is he…withholding sex from you without any explicable reason but still seems like he kind of wants it?”
That…fucker!!!
I spin around, absolutely fuming. And he’s just standing there with that same stupid smirk.
“Why?”
“Why what?” He shrugs.
“Don’t you play dumb with me asshole. Why do you know?” I’m going to kill him. I’m going to, I’m going to, I’m going to!
“Hmm…” He scratches his chin, mocking contemplation, “Well, I did make a 500 hundred dollar bet with him that he couldn’t go 2 weeks without fucking you.”
Suspicion.
“Kaiba wouldn’t do it for a measly 500.”
“Well, there was one, small thing he had to do if he lost.” There’s that smirk again. That all-knowing, I’m better than you and you know it, smirk.
“Goddamnit, Bakura! Fucking tell me.” I yell, slamming my now soggy cereal down on the counter…damn him.
“You.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“If he lost, he had to stay out of the way for one night, while I got you to fuck me.”
“I’d never fucking fuck you!” I scream.
“Well, he seemed to say the same,” he sighed, “But I think I could do it. And with him in the next room over, knowing, but not able to do a damn thing about it. Well, doesn’t it just make your cock throb?”
“No it most certainly does not! I hate you, Bakura! I’ve hated you for 3000 years!” That bastard! That stupid, fucking, horny bastard! And stupid stupid stupid Kaiba. Stupid Kaiba for agreeing to the bet!
“Well, we’ll see. Kaiba still has 4 days left and he’s not looking too good. And you, you’ve really been helping me out to win.”
“Are you fucking crazy? Forget it! I’m telling him to call the bet off. Why the hell would he even agree to it?”
“You know Kaiba, Yami. Tell him he can’t do something, and he’ll do anything just to prove you wrong. You’re lucky I didn’t bet him worse.”
“Oh yeah, ‘thank you’, that’s what you’re going to hear from me.” I scoff.
He chuckled, “Tell you what, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll call off the bet, if...you let me watch you two fuck.”
I thought my eyes would pop out of my skull.
“No fucking way!” My face was heating up too, stupid thief.
He shrugs, walking past me just enough to brush against me.
“Come on, let’s talk to Seto.”
“Don’t tell me what to do!” I stomp off in front of me, two steps at a time up the stairway before kicking the door dramatically open with my foot and pretending it didn’t hurt like a mother fucker because I’m not wearing shoes.
Seto stands up quickly, “Yami!”
Okay, I’m going to handle this like an adult, I will not scream and go into a rage.
“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING BETTING BAKURA SOMETHING LIKE THAT, YOU STUPID ASSHOLE!?”
I will scream and go into a rage, but I will not kill anyone.
“You told him?!” Kaiba gapes, looking to Bakura.
“DON’T YOU FUCKING LOOK AT HIM. WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!”
“Look, I’m sorry! You weren’t supposed to find out.”
“Well, I did.” I throw my arms up, stomping closer to his desk.
“He was just so damn confident I couldn’t do it, and it really pissed me off!”
“So what? You fucking bet ME as part of it!”
“But I wouldn’t have done it if I thought I would lose!” He whined back in exasperation.
“Give him the 500 and call the bet off.”
“But Yami!”
“Do…it…” I grit, trying to not explode again.
He sighed, grabbing his checkbook and scratching down Bakura’s name.
“Here.” He sighed, as if I’d just made him sign over his company. What a drama queen.
“Thanks.” Bakura grinned, pocketing the check.
“We’ll figure out the other part, next week.” He says, walking out of the office.
“NO, WE WILL NOT!” I yell after him before the door shuts.
That’s it, that laxative has his name on it.
I turn my attention back to Seto. He’s just standing there stupidly, waiting for me to say something.
“I’m going to kill you.”
“Yami, I—“
I put my hand up to silence him.
“You are a stupid, stupid man. And I’m going to fuck the shit out of you because the only other thing I want to do with the words ‘shit out of you’ I’m saving for Bakura.”
“Really?” Seto smirks. “You’ll still fuck me?”
“Don’t test me.” I warn, holding up a finger.
He nods, a little giddily if I might add, as he comes around the desk to stand in front of me.
“You don’t know how hard this week has been.” He moans, running his hands down my sides to rest on my hips.
I scoff, “Yeah, I think I do.”
He smiles, rubbing his groin against mine. “Yeah, I guess you would know.”
I can feel both of our cocks getting harder as he keeps rubbing them together. His groin is hot, I can feel it as it rubs mine, too much damn heat and my mind is already going hazy.
His fingers are dancing up under my shirt, running over my stomach, tugging fabric out of their way and the cool air feels good against my skin. We tease ourselves by not kissing, just feeling the other’s hot breath against our neck or our shoulders. I fumble to unbutton his shirt, letting my face bury into the crook of his neck as that rubbing continues.
When you’re so hard you can’t think straight, it’s hard to accomplish simple tasks like this. I needed to get out these pants. I choke on a whimper as his hand digs into my pants, wrapping around my cock and pumping. My fingers claw into his shoulders to keep my knees from buckling.
His shirts open and I can let my fingers run over his warm skin, if only I could keep myself up from what his other hand is doing.
It’s so damn hot in here, I can barely stand it. I feel like I’m melting even as my clothes slowly start to fall away.
Kaiba’s fingers skillfully knead their way up and down my cock, playing with me until I’ll go crazy with want.
“Cl-clear the desk off.” I manage, whining as his hand leaves me. He pushes everything to the floor, pulling the rest of his clothes off hurriedly before throwing me on top. My pants are yanked away and I lie there naked, sweating and panting.
I can’t take the wait anymore. I need to be fucked.
His body presses against mine as he crawls on top of me. He kisses me hard now, unable to resist anymore and man am I glad for it.
I always know how bad he wants it by his kisses, the more needy he is, the sloppier they are. And this is like having a wet snake in your mouth. But his lips, God his lips. I wanna fuck him every time I feel them on me.
He starts kissing down my jaw, to my neck, wet, sloppy kisses to cool my achingly hot body. Those lips cover each nipple, sucking and nibbling until their rock hard, each lap of his tongue presses against the nerves that zip their way down to my throbbing groin.
“Keep, keep going.” I pant, pushing his head to go down farther. I want to feel those lips over my cock.
The desk is cool against my back, my fingers wrap around the edges as his lips drag down my chest and stomach, straight to my cock.
He doesn’t wait, by this point, neither of us can as he takes me whole and moans like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted.
It sends me arching up into it, that warm, wet space. That sloppy tongue that laps at every inch of me.
I keep my eyes locked with his, he loves watching me as I cum. And I know he’ll let me because I doing it just once wouldn’t be enough for either of us.
His lips tighten around me, bobbing up and down, he deep throats me, taking every bit of me and keeping his throat tight. He knows how good it feels.
I’m loud; I can barely contain myself from not screaming out his name and every obscenity I know. He feels good. He feels so fucking good, and I had to go over a week without it.
He knows all the right things to do while he sucks harder on my cock, humming around it is just the beginning for him. His tongue reaches all the right places, lapping into the slit, at the nerves on the underside, his hands tugging at my balls, rolling them between his fingers.
When he knows it’s getting closer, his fingers play at my ass, slowly pushing one inside in anticipation of what’s next.
And I can barely do it anymore. I’m moaning like crazy, writhing on the desk, holding on for dear life as I keep my eyes on him. They start to flicker shut, it’s all too much, but I keep them on him. He wants my eyes on him when I cum, not shut.
Those lips…that tongue…those fingers…pumping out of me, sucking me, driving me insane.
“Seto, Seto I can’t—I can’t…” And now I’m babbling, he’s smirking around my cock, (if that’s possible). Sucking harder and watching as that moment happens when my whole body tenses and my orgasm roars over me, feeling like an explosion as he hungrily drinks up every drop of me. Watching through those lust filled eyes as my face contorts in pleasure and all I can do is focus on them.
Focus on those eyes as they watch me in my most vulnerable moment. Tremors race through me, pleasure that’s just too much to put into words.
He kisses me, and I can taste myself on his lips. I greedily lick them. Maybe it’s weird but I like tasting myself on him.
“Fuck me already.” I hiss, threading my fingers through his sweaty hair, feeling his cock poke at my ass.
“God Yami, I’m sorry. What the hell was I thinking?” He groans, rubbing his cock against my thigh.
“You weren’t. Now do it.”
We both moan out as he pushes into me, the amount of pain is just right to mingle with the feeling of being filled completely by him. His arms are shaking, trying to keep from falling on top of me. Just watching him sometimes is enough to make me want to cum. I can see it in his face, how hard it is, how good it feels.
“Yami. Oh Yami…” He moans, giving a gentle thrust in and out just to savor the feeling.
“Setooo, please, please.”
He nods his head, beginning to pick up speed, my back slides up and down the desk from the sweat, from this ungodly heat. Seto buries his face into my shoulder, whining out so vulnerably as he thrusts.
I wrap my arms around his back, keeping him close. Savoring the feeling of him, melting me from the inside out.
“Seto, Seto, I love you. Setooo.”
“Ya-Yami, don’t let go.”
I held him tighter as he buried himself deeper and deeper into me. Crying out as he sent my nerves buzzing, assaulting them almost too hard.
My cock was rubbing against his belly as he pushed in and out, the precum wiped across his skin.
“Fuck, Yami.” He whined, speeding up more.
“Sh-Shit! I can’t…I can’t…” I’d lost the ability to even speak in coherent sentences. That’s what 10 days without sex will do to you.
He was pounding into me now and the desk was slowly being pushed forward little by little, grinding against the floor as Seto grinded in and out of me. He pressed his lips hard against mine, panting as his orgasm loomed over him.
“Ya-Yami, Yami!” He cried against my lips as he began cumming inside of me. He whimpered as he kept thrusting in; letting the muscles throb against him, milk him dry.
I loved the feeling of his hot cum inside me. The heat splashing against my muscles, making that need go into a frenzy. I couldn’t hold it as I let myself go. Feeling his fingers wrap around my cock to stretch out my orgasm. I held onto him tightly, my body shaking from the intensity.
“I can’t-I can’t keep from falling on you much longer.” Seto panted.
I shook my head. “You’ll crush me.” I laughed.
“Don’t ever make me go that long again.” I sighed, feeling Seto pull out of me, the cum slowly oozing out after him.
“I promise…I don’t know what I was thinking. He was just so damn confident.”
“He’s an asshole.” I grimaced.
Seto smiled, “So would you have fucked him?”
“No! Are you kidding me?!” I scoffed, sitting up.
“That’s what I told him.” Seto shrugged sitting down in his office chair.
Fuck he looked good sitting there naked. All sweaty and naked and…naked and sweaty…
“You know what you should do. Bet him he can’t go a week without fucking Ryou.” I smirked. Then who would be laughing. Ha ha!
“Hey, that’s not bad.” He laughed. “Maybe I’ll bring it up to him when he comes over tomorrow to go over some reports.”
“He’s coming over tomorrow?” I groaned.
“Sorry.”
Wait a minute.
“No, no…it’s okay…tell him to come for dinner. I’ll make something…special.” I smiled.
Oh it will be special alright. And he’ll be enjoying its after effects for hours afterward.
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AN: I had so much fun writing this one. I loved writing the dialogue and for some reason, laxatives seemed really funny tonight. Especially on Bakura. I could have been happy with this without the lemon, but I figured you'd all slaughter me. lol. Plus, poor Yami. He's had a hard 10 days! Glad to hear from all of you. You reviewers are one of a kind. You know I'll get like 300 visitors in a day but only a handful of you actually review? Ooh I just want to squeeze and kiss you!
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I’m going to kill Seto Kaiba.
I’m going to kill Seto Kaiba because for the last week and half he has refused to fuck me.
And it feels like I’m about to explode. So…
I’m going to kill him.
Now maybe you’re thinking, ‘Wow, that’s rash. Maybe he didn’t know you needed fucked so bad.’
Well guess what.
Shut up.
I’m going to kill Seto Kaiba because for the last week and half I’ve tried every method to get his attention and he still has refused to fuck me.
Day number one: Kaiba refuses to look me directly in the eyes, especially when near bedrooms. I don’t think much about it. After all, we had just fucked that night before.
Day number two: When I crawl under Kaiba’s desk and start unzipping his pants he clears his throat and rolls his chair out. “Not right now, Yami.”
“Nuh wah wah, Yami.” Ooooh I’m busy. I’m an important CEO!
Day number six: I manage to handcuff myself to our bed naked and wait for him. When he returns 3 ½ hours later, he quickly walks straight to the shower, grumbling about a long day. Oh, and the maid had to uncuff me because Kaiba decided he wanted to sleep in the tub that night.
Day number eight: I plant a photo of me jacking off as Kaiba’s desktop. Turns out that computer belonged to one of his affiliates while his was being repaired.
Day number ten (today): I’m standing at the kitchen counter with Kaiba’s drink in one hand and laxative in the other…contemplating. Death, rape, or diarrhea. These are my options.
Kaiba had never refused sex before, especially not for such a lame excuse as work. Hell, we’d had sex while he was working. He’d sign a paper, thrust, thrust, thrust, I’d put it in the folder. It was a great system.
And I was pretty sure nothing had changed about my appearance to suddenly make myself unfuckable. After all, his face was still getting bright red whenever I was naked or was insinuating.
So what had happened? He was acting perfectly normal except for that one thing. And as long as I’m not talking about it, he speaks to me as if nothing has changed.
I’m going to kill him.
And as if my frustrations aren’t building up enough, Bakura is coming over tonight for God knows what reason.
I hate Bakura.
I didn’t trust him 3000 years ago and I sure as hell don’t trust him now.
Oh, but apparently, him and Seto are ‘friends’ now.
Friends my ass.
He’s just scheming on how to get his hands on all of Kaiba’s money. And I’ll be there to kick his ass if he ever figures it out.
“Seto!” I run out of the kitchen to catch him before he makes it out the door. Apparently, I’d been standing there fuming for longer than I thought.
“What is it?”
“Where are you going?”
“To pick Bakura up.” My face contorts into disgust on its own. Seto just ignores it. He thinks Bakura is ‘clever’ and gives him good business ideas.
Business ideas my ass.
He’s just scheming on how to get his—wait, I already said that.
…
I hate Bakura.
“I’m going to fuck you tonight, Seto. Whether you like it or not.” He stopped mid-step with that little speech. I can see his ears are turning red. Heh heh.
“I should be back in 15 minutes.”
Damn him.
So I suppose I’ll just imprison myself in my room until that thief has left the house.
I hate being around him. Every time he has to make these stupid little comments that make me want to gouge his eyes out.
Like, “Hi Yami.” Or “How was your day, Yami?” Or “I’m going to fuck Seto and steal all of his money and then I’m going to piss in your mouth, Yami.” Or something like that.
The door opens and closes and I can hear Bakura’s loud, annoying voice from upstairs. At least they’ll probably just stay in Seto’s office. I forgot to grab food before coming up here and Bakura always stays until 11 or 12 at night. If I can just quietly sneak down then I should be able to avoid him.
I wait until I hear Seto’s office door slam and quickly race down the stairs and into the kitchen.
Fuck fuck fuck.
“Hello, Yami.” Bakura grins, shutting the fridge behind him.
I should have listened for two voices going into his room.
“Bakura.” I grit. Walking past him to get into the cabinet.
“So, I’m going to fuck Seto and steal all of his money and then I’m going to piss in your mouth, Yami.”
I told you he really said that.
“What?”
“I said, I heard you and Seto were having some problems. “
Well, he might as well have said that.
I slam down the cereal, turning around, “He told you that?”
“No, you just did.” He smirks.
I hate him.
“Fuck you.” I hiss, pushing him out of the way to grab the milk.
“Oh, Yami, you know that’s not my style. I don’t fuck used merchandise.”
“What are you even over here for, Bakura? We both know you don’t know shit about business.” I spat, this is the point where I’m ready to gouge his eyes out and throw him to the curb.
“So, what happened?”
“Like I’d tell you.” I scoffed, slamming the drawer shut. I’ve got the spoon, now to just grab his head and pluck.
“Is he…working too much?”
Stupid fucker.
“Is he…spending too much time with Mokuba?”
I sigh in annoyance, can’t he ever shut up? I’m going to just ignore him. I’m almost out the door anyway.
“Is he…withholding sex from you without any explicable reason but still seems like he kind of wants it?”
That…fucker!!!
I spin around, absolutely fuming. And he’s just standing there with that same stupid smirk.
“Why?”
“Why what?” He shrugs.
“Don’t you play dumb with me asshole. Why do you know?” I’m going to kill him. I’m going to, I’m going to, I’m going to!
“Hmm…” He scratches his chin, mocking contemplation, “Well, I did make a 500 hundred dollar bet with him that he couldn’t go 2 weeks without fucking you.”
Suspicion.
“Kaiba wouldn’t do it for a measly 500.”
“Well, there was one, small thing he had to do if he lost.” There’s that smirk again. That all-knowing, I’m better than you and you know it, smirk.
“Goddamnit, Bakura! Fucking tell me.” I yell, slamming my now soggy cereal down on the counter…damn him.
“You.”
“What the hell is that supposed to mean?”
“If he lost, he had to stay out of the way for one night, while I got you to fuck me.”
“I’d never fucking fuck you!” I scream.
“Well, he seemed to say the same,” he sighed, “But I think I could do it. And with him in the next room over, knowing, but not able to do a damn thing about it. Well, doesn’t it just make your cock throb?”
“No it most certainly does not! I hate you, Bakura! I’ve hated you for 3000 years!” That bastard! That stupid, fucking, horny bastard! And stupid stupid stupid Kaiba. Stupid Kaiba for agreeing to the bet!
“Well, we’ll see. Kaiba still has 4 days left and he’s not looking too good. And you, you’ve really been helping me out to win.”
“Are you fucking crazy? Forget it! I’m telling him to call the bet off. Why the hell would he even agree to it?”
“You know Kaiba, Yami. Tell him he can’t do something, and he’ll do anything just to prove you wrong. You’re lucky I didn’t bet him worse.”
“Oh yeah, ‘thank you’, that’s what you’re going to hear from me.” I scoff.
He chuckled, “Tell you what, I’ll make you a deal. I’ll call off the bet, if...you let me watch you two fuck.”
I thought my eyes would pop out of my skull.
“No fucking way!” My face was heating up too, stupid thief.
He shrugs, walking past me just enough to brush against me.
“Come on, let’s talk to Seto.”
“Don’t tell me what to do!” I stomp off in front of me, two steps at a time up the stairway before kicking the door dramatically open with my foot and pretending it didn’t hurt like a mother fucker because I’m not wearing shoes.
Seto stands up quickly, “Yami!”
Okay, I’m going to handle this like an adult, I will not scream and go into a rage.
“WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU THINKING BETTING BAKURA SOMETHING LIKE THAT, YOU STUPID ASSHOLE!?”
I will scream and go into a rage, but I will not kill anyone.
“You told him?!” Kaiba gapes, looking to Bakura.
“DON’T YOU FUCKING LOOK AT HIM. WHAT THE HELL WERE YOU THINKING?!”
“Look, I’m sorry! You weren’t supposed to find out.”
“Well, I did.” I throw my arms up, stomping closer to his desk.
“He was just so damn confident I couldn’t do it, and it really pissed me off!”
“So what? You fucking bet ME as part of it!”
“But I wouldn’t have done it if I thought I would lose!” He whined back in exasperation.
“Give him the 500 and call the bet off.”
“But Yami!”
“Do…it…” I grit, trying to not explode again.
He sighed, grabbing his checkbook and scratching down Bakura’s name.
“Here.” He sighed, as if I’d just made him sign over his company. What a drama queen.
“Thanks.” Bakura grinned, pocketing the check.
“We’ll figure out the other part, next week.” He says, walking out of the office.
“NO, WE WILL NOT!” I yell after him before the door shuts.
That’s it, that laxative has his name on it.
I turn my attention back to Seto. He’s just standing there stupidly, waiting for me to say something.
“I’m going to kill you.”
“Yami, I—“
I put my hand up to silence him.
“You are a stupid, stupid man. And I’m going to fuck the shit out of you because the only other thing I want to do with the words ‘shit out of you’ I’m saving for Bakura.”
“Really?” Seto smirks. “You’ll still fuck me?”
“Don’t test me.” I warn, holding up a finger.
He nods, a little giddily if I might add, as he comes around the desk to stand in front of me.
“You don’t know how hard this week has been.” He moans, running his hands down my sides to rest on my hips.
I scoff, “Yeah, I think I do.”
He smiles, rubbing his groin against mine. “Yeah, I guess you would know.”
I can feel both of our cocks getting harder as he keeps rubbing them together. His groin is hot, I can feel it as it rubs mine, too much damn heat and my mind is already going hazy.
His fingers are dancing up under my shirt, running over my stomach, tugging fabric out of their way and the cool air feels good against my skin. We tease ourselves by not kissing, just feeling the other’s hot breath against our neck or our shoulders. I fumble to unbutton his shirt, letting my face bury into the crook of his neck as that rubbing continues.
When you’re so hard you can’t think straight, it’s hard to accomplish simple tasks like this. I needed to get out these pants. I choke on a whimper as his hand digs into my pants, wrapping around my cock and pumping. My fingers claw into his shoulders to keep my knees from buckling.
His shirts open and I can let my fingers run over his warm skin, if only I could keep myself up from what his other hand is doing.
It’s so damn hot in here, I can barely stand it. I feel like I’m melting even as my clothes slowly start to fall away.
Kaiba’s fingers skillfully knead their way up and down my cock, playing with me until I’ll go crazy with want.
“Cl-clear the desk off.” I manage, whining as his hand leaves me. He pushes everything to the floor, pulling the rest of his clothes off hurriedly before throwing me on top. My pants are yanked away and I lie there naked, sweating and panting.
I can’t take the wait anymore. I need to be fucked.
His body presses against mine as he crawls on top of me. He kisses me hard now, unable to resist anymore and man am I glad for it.
I always know how bad he wants it by his kisses, the more needy he is, the sloppier they are. And this is like having a wet snake in your mouth. But his lips, God his lips. I wanna fuck him every time I feel them on me.
He starts kissing down my jaw, to my neck, wet, sloppy kisses to cool my achingly hot body. Those lips cover each nipple, sucking and nibbling until their rock hard, each lap of his tongue presses against the nerves that zip their way down to my throbbing groin.
“Keep, keep going.” I pant, pushing his head to go down farther. I want to feel those lips over my cock.
The desk is cool against my back, my fingers wrap around the edges as his lips drag down my chest and stomach, straight to my cock.
He doesn’t wait, by this point, neither of us can as he takes me whole and moans like it’s the most delicious thing he’s ever tasted.
It sends me arching up into it, that warm, wet space. That sloppy tongue that laps at every inch of me.
I keep my eyes locked with his, he loves watching me as I cum. And I know he’ll let me because I doing it just once wouldn’t be enough for either of us.
His lips tighten around me, bobbing up and down, he deep throats me, taking every bit of me and keeping his throat tight. He knows how good it feels.
I’m loud; I can barely contain myself from not screaming out his name and every obscenity I know. He feels good. He feels so fucking good, and I had to go over a week without it.
He knows all the right things to do while he sucks harder on my cock, humming around it is just the beginning for him. His tongue reaches all the right places, lapping into the slit, at the nerves on the underside, his hands tugging at my balls, rolling them between his fingers.
When he knows it’s getting closer, his fingers play at my ass, slowly pushing one inside in anticipation of what’s next.
And I can barely do it anymore. I’m moaning like crazy, writhing on the desk, holding on for dear life as I keep my eyes on him. They start to flicker shut, it’s all too much, but I keep them on him. He wants my eyes on him when I cum, not shut.
Those lips…that tongue…those fingers…pumping out of me, sucking me, driving me insane.
“Seto, Seto I can’t—I can’t…” And now I’m babbling, he’s smirking around my cock, (if that’s possible). Sucking harder and watching as that moment happens when my whole body tenses and my orgasm roars over me, feeling like an explosion as he hungrily drinks up every drop of me. Watching through those lust filled eyes as my face contorts in pleasure and all I can do is focus on them.
Focus on those eyes as they watch me in my most vulnerable moment. Tremors race through me, pleasure that’s just too much to put into words.
He kisses me, and I can taste myself on his lips. I greedily lick them. Maybe it’s weird but I like tasting myself on him.
“Fuck me already.” I hiss, threading my fingers through his sweaty hair, feeling his cock poke at my ass.
“God Yami, I’m sorry. What the hell was I thinking?” He groans, rubbing his cock against my thigh.
“You weren’t. Now do it.”
We both moan out as he pushes into me, the amount of pain is just right to mingle with the feeling of being filled completely by him. His arms are shaking, trying to keep from falling on top of me. Just watching him sometimes is enough to make me want to cum. I can see it in his face, how hard it is, how good it feels.
“Yami. Oh Yami…” He moans, giving a gentle thrust in and out just to savor the feeling.
“Setooo, please, please.”
He nods his head, beginning to pick up speed, my back slides up and down the desk from the sweat, from this ungodly heat. Seto buries his face into my shoulder, whining out so vulnerably as he thrusts.
I wrap my arms around his back, keeping him close. Savoring the feeling of him, melting me from the inside out.
“Seto, Seto, I love you. Setooo.”
“Ya-Yami, don’t let go.”
I held him tighter as he buried himself deeper and deeper into me. Crying out as he sent my nerves buzzing, assaulting them almost too hard.
My cock was rubbing against his belly as he pushed in and out, the precum wiped across his skin.
“Fuck, Yami.” He whined, speeding up more.
“Sh-Shit! I can’t…I can’t…” I’d lost the ability to even speak in coherent sentences. That’s what 10 days without sex will do to you.
He was pounding into me now and the desk was slowly being pushed forward little by little, grinding against the floor as Seto grinded in and out of me. He pressed his lips hard against mine, panting as his orgasm loomed over him.
“Ya-Yami, Yami!” He cried against my lips as he began cumming inside of me. He whimpered as he kept thrusting in; letting the muscles throb against him, milk him dry.
I loved the feeling of his hot cum inside me. The heat splashing against my muscles, making that need go into a frenzy. I couldn’t hold it as I let myself go. Feeling his fingers wrap around my cock to stretch out my orgasm. I held onto him tightly, my body shaking from the intensity.
“I can’t-I can’t keep from falling on you much longer.” Seto panted.
I shook my head. “You’ll crush me.” I laughed.
“Don’t ever make me go that long again.” I sighed, feeling Seto pull out of me, the cum slowly oozing out after him.
“I promise…I don’t know what I was thinking. He was just so damn confident.”
“He’s an asshole.” I grimaced.
Seto smiled, “So would you have fucked him?”
“No! Are you kidding me?!” I scoffed, sitting up.
“That’s what I told him.” Seto shrugged sitting down in his office chair.
Fuck he looked good sitting there naked. All sweaty and naked and…naked and sweaty…
“You know what you should do. Bet him he can’t go a week without fucking Ryou.” I smirked. Then who would be laughing. Ha ha!
“Hey, that’s not bad.” He laughed. “Maybe I’ll bring it up to him when he comes over tomorrow to go over some reports.”
“He’s coming over tomorrow?” I groaned.
“Sorry.”
Wait a minute.
“No, no…it’s okay…tell him to come for dinner. I’ll make something…special.” I smiled.
Oh it will be special alright. And he’ll be enjoying its after effects for hours afterward.
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AN: I had so much fun writing this one. I loved writing the dialogue and for some reason, laxatives seemed really funny tonight. Especially on Bakura. I could have been happy with this without the lemon, but I figured you'd all slaughter me. lol. Plus, poor Yami. He's had a hard 10 days! Glad to hear from all of you. You reviewers are one of a kind. You know I'll get like 300 visitors in a day but only a handful of you actually review? Ooh I just want to squeeze and kiss you!
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