Slave of Destruction

Slave of Destruction

Hato chiisai

Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh and blah blah blah blah blah…………. There. Done.

This fic is hereby dedicated to Ryou-Bakura, or, on other sites, Bishoujo Shadow!!!

YAOI WARNING

Chapter 7

Set’s Companion

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Set looked up at a light tapping on his door.

“Enter!” He called, and Khamaat walked in, and bowed.

“I have come to collect Ryou.” She said softly, and looked around. Set was working at his desk, but Ryou was curled up in the bed, still fast asleep. Set smiled.

“Do not worry about it. Let him sleep. He may dine with me when he wakes.” He said. Khamaat blinked.

“Y-yes, Master.” She said.

“Khamaat.”

“Yes, Master?”

“What do you know of Ryou?”

“Not much, Master.” Khamaat said in a regretful tone. Set furrowed his brow in thought for a moment.

“You are dismissed.” He said finally, and Khamaat bowed and left the room. Set glanced at the slave in his bed, then got back to work.

It was another hour and a half later before Ryou awoke. He was brought to awareness by the soft scratching of pen on paper. He opened his eyes and found himself in Set’s bed, Set himself working at his desk across the room, his old animal head back on his shoulders. Ryou swallowed nervously, and sat up.

“Good morning, Master.” Ryou said, shyly. Set blinked and looked up, then smiled.

“Good morning to you.” Set replied, and stood. “Are you hungry?” Ryou nodded slightly. “Then we shall eat. And then take a bath.” Ryou nodded and slid off of the bed, looking around for his clothes. He found them under the bed and dressed himself, then followed Set from the room. Set led him to his private dining room and he sat down, then again placed Ryou in his lap. Ryou blushed, wondering why Set liked to do this with him. After a moment, Peshet appeared with a Western style breakfast of Sausage, scrambled eggs and hash browns. She gave Ryou a small smile and bid Set good morning before leaving. Set began to eat, constanty offering his fork to Ryou. Ryou felt a bit silly, being fed like a baby, but after a bit, he found it to be quite enjoyable being fed and cuddled. He was full long before Set, so he sat quietly on his Master’s lap, waiting for him to finish. When he did, he set Ryou down on the floor again

“Now for that bath.” He said. “Come.” Ryou nodded and scampered after Set, trying to keep up with the god’s long strides, as he had grown to ten feet tall. He arrived at his bathroom and the slaves, not knowing that he would be there, began rushing around. Set allowed them to undress him, and he slid into the water. He turned and gestured Ryou to join him. Nervously, Ryou stripped, and was pulled into the water by Set, who dismissed the other slaves. Once again, Ryou found himself in Set’s lap, being petted gently. He sighed and relaxed.

“There now.” Set said. “I believe that you are getting used to your surroundings.”

“Yes, Master.” Ryou said.

“Good. Until I decide on your strengths and give you a particular place in my home, you will remain with me as my companion.”

“Yes Master.” Ryou said.

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“That one up top. No, two over. The big red one. Yes. That’s it.” Set called to Ryou, who was up on a ladder in the library. Ryou stared at the book that had to weigh as much as he did. He gripped the book and pulled hard. The book moved, and Ryou screamed as he and the book fell from the top shelf.

“Oof!” Ryou said, as Set caught him in one hand, the book in the other, chuckling.

“Careful, kitten.” He said, and put Ryou down. He then pet a gasping Hemaka on the head. “Calm down, Hemaka. He’s fine.” He said, and moved to a large armchair to read the book. “Now, Ryou, please go to Peshet and get me a cold red wine.”

“Yes Master.” Ryou said, and turned and headed to the kitchen. Half an hour later he was very lost, and very upset. He was sure that he had passed that painting at least twice…

“Hello?!” Ryou called, listening for an answer. He continued his wandering when suddenly, he heard footsteps. Ryou broke into a run and skidded around the corner… and froze. His mind raced to remember the proper thing to do. Finally, he bowed slightly at the waist.

“Good afternoon, Lady Hathor.” He murmured, keeping his eyes down to the floor. The cow goddess blinked.

“Good afternoon.” She said in a deep voice, eyeing Ryou. “Where is your Master?”

“In the library, my Lady.” Ryou answered, and the goddess nodded and began walking away. “My Lady!” Ryou called after here, hoping that the rumors of her kindness were true.

“Yes?” She asked, narrowing her eyes at him.

“F-forgive me my Lady, but…. Master sent me to get him a red wine and… well…. I’m new here and I kind of got…. Well….. lost……..” The goddess turned to face Ryou completely, watching him fidget nervously. He looked up a deep laughter and stared at the god, Ptah, in the doorway.

“Stop that.” Hathor scolded, though her eyes were laughing. She turned and looked back at Ryou. “Come.” She said, and Ryou followed her and Ptah, politely tuning out their conversation.

“Here is the kitchen. Get your Master’s wine, and we shall go find him.” Hathor said, and Ryou bowed again and went into the kitchen. He came out a moment later with a large glass of wine, so large that he had to hold it with both hands.

“Would my Lord and Lady like anything from the kitchens as long as we’re here?” Ryou asked, politely.

“Some wine sounds good actually.” Hathor said, and Ptah agreed. Ryou nodded and slowly turned back to the kitchens. He returned a moment later with two other slaves, carrying the large goblets. The gods kindly releived the slaves of their burdens, and led Ryou, carrying his master’s wine to the Library.

“Ptah. Hathor.” Set said, rising from his chair, then blinked as Ryou came up with the wine. “And where have you been?” He asked, taking the wine.

“The poor little thing got lost.” Hathor said with a smile, and Set laughed.

“Did he now?” He asked, and sat again, gesturing to two other chairs for his fellow gods. Ryou squeaked as he was once again placed in the god’s lap. The deities began conversing, and Ryou simply cuddled up to Set, affectionately, hoping to please his master. Set did indeed approve of this, and stroked Ryou gently. And slowly, Ryou drifted to sleep.

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It was dinner time when he woke up, and found himself curled up in the armchair while Set stood across the room, pulling books off of shelves, flipping through them, only to put them back.

“Now that you’re awake,” He said, startling Ryou. “We can eat.”

“You, you should not wait for me to eat, Master.” Ryou said, softly, and Set turned and smiled.

“No, but I wanted to.” He said, and picked Ryou up and carried him to the dining room. Dinner was chicken and rice with asparagus, and Ryou ate heartily, making his master laugh and tease him. After dinner, Set sent Ryou out to the yard with the other slaves while he went to take care of more Destruction God things.

“So what happened?!” Khamaat asked, hastily, as all the slaves crowded around Ryou.

“Did he take pleasure in you?” Kiya gasped.

“Did you enjoy it?” Iras asked.

“Was Master in a gentle, or demanding mood?” Another slave asked.

“Was he kind?” Akunosh asked. Ryou stepped back under the barrage of questions.

“I, he, we, uhhhhhhh……..” He stammered. Despite all the questions, other than that, Ryou was silent. He eventually got away from the other slaves and found himself climbing the tree that he had tried to escape in. He perched on a branch, and stared out at the world beyond as the sun set.

“How is the view?” Ryou turned and looked down at Set. “What are you doing up there?”

“Watching the sun set, Master.” Ryou said, and blinked as Set lifted his hand and offered Ryou his enormous palm. Ryou smiled slightly, and crawled onto the god’s hand. Set lowered his hand and set Ryou on the ground, reducing his height to about seven feet. He pet Ryou’s head, and motioned for him to follow him. Ryou obeyed, and noticed Khamaat and the other slaves staring at him, amazed. Fifteen minutes later found him once again in Set’s bed, this time giving his master another massage. He blinked and paused when Set took on his human face, then sat up, knocking Ryou to the bed. He turned, moved above the slave, and kissed him. At first, Ryou tensed, but he forced himself to relax. The god would not hurt him, and he had no reason to fear. But he could not help but think of Bakura. That he was betraying him. What was his yami doing? Was he looking for him? Or after thousands of years, was he finally happy to be free of his hikari?

No. He would not feel that. But Ryou knew that he had no choice in this. He belonged to Set, and the one thing that he was required to do was to serve his master and do anything within his power to please him. And this meant that he had to forget Bakura. A pain shot through him as he thought this. He could never forget Bakura. Never. But, he could not think of him. Not now. Not here. His body belonged to Set, and if the god wanted to take pleasure in his body, then he could not even think of resisting. And besides... He could not deny that he was enjoying what Set was doing to him.

“You are off in another world, little one.” Set said, suddenly, and Ryou blinked and looked at him.

“I am sorry, Master.”

“What were you thinking?”

“…. Nothing, Master.”

“Do not lie to me, slave.” The god growled, and Ryou tensed. “What were you thinking about?”

“B-bakura….”

“Bakura. I have heard that name somewhere before… Who is he?”

“M-my…. Yami…….”

“Yami? Your father told me nothing of a yami. If you have a yami… then that makes you…..” The gods’ eyes widened and he drew back and sat up, staring at Ryou in shock and amazement. Ryou stared up at the god, fearfully.

“A hikari.” Ryou said quietly, finishing Set’s words.

“You are worth quite a lot, kitten. But that increases your value tenfold. You are, perhaps, the most valuable slave in the entire kingdom.” The god smiled and stroked Ryou’s face. “And quite possibly the most beautiful.” Ryou blushed at the compliment, and didn’t resist when Set gently kissed him. “Tell me what you want…” Set said, running his hands over his slave’s body.

“To please you, Master.” Ryou panted as the god’s fingers seemed to find his most sentive spots as easily as if they had been painted in red. Set snorted and nodded his approval. Yes, now that he had broken the boy, he would learn fast, and Set was already impressed with how well Ryou was adapting. As a reward, he began to caress his slave’s inner thighs, smiling at the gasps that came from the boy.

“Good boy… You have done very well today. You shall be rewarded for this.”

“Thank you, Master.” Ryou whimpered as Set bent over to kiss him. Set smiled and gave him a small kiss, then moved his lips down the boy’s torso.

“Ah-Ahh!!” Ryou gapsed, arching his back and closing his eyes as he felt the god take his erection into his mouth. Set smirked to himself when Ryou tangled his fingers in the long black strands of hair, and began to suck. The god relished the cries coming from his slave as the pleasure began to build. Set lifted Ryou’s legs and placed them over his shoulders, reaching around and gently slipping a finger into him. Ryou threw his head back with a gasp and bucked his hips as Set curled his finger slightly and pressed it hard against his slave’s internal pleasure spot.

The god’s eyes glittered and he continued to rub and caress that spot with his finger, soon bringing Ryou to his climax. Ryou threw his head back and shuddered, crying out his release, and Set swallowed it all greedily.

“Very nice…” The god purred, as he moved up to Ryou’s mouth, kssing him deeply, and letting the slave taste himself on the god’s tongue. “Very nice indeed. Would you be so kind as to return the favor?” Ryou’s eyes shot open at that, looking afraid. “Shh… if you are afraid, you don’t have to.”

“N-no… My purpose is to please you, Master.” Ryou said softly, sitting up, and Seto smiled, running his fingers through Ryou’s hair.

“You truly are a puzzling creature…” The god said, and rolled onto his back, pulling Ryou up on top of him, and kissing him again. Ryou moaned and returned the kiss, his mind hazy. “A puzzling creature indeed…”

Set stroked Ryou’s hair as the boy slid down his body until he was staring down at Set’s erection. And then, he froze. Set sat up slightly, frowning at the sudden tensing in his slave’s body.

“Kitten?” He called, gently. “Boy…….. Ryou?” Ryou jerked and looked up at Set, eyes wide. “That is your name, correct?” Ryou nodded. “What is wrong?” Ryou simply gulped, and didn’t move, but his eyes began to fill with tears. Set sat straight up and gathered Ryou into his arms, cradling the boy against his chest as Ryou began to cry.

Set stroked the boy’s hair and rocked him gently, crooning softly to him. For nearly half an hour they remained as such, the Master soothing his sobbing slave.

“I’m s-s-sorry, M-M-M-Master…..” Ryou stuttered through his tears.

“Shhh… for what? Is it this yami of yours?” Set asked, brushing fingers over the bite scar on Ryou’s neck. “You two were lovers.”

“Yes….” Ryou whimpered. “That’s why…..”

“What?” Set prompted.

“That’s why Daddy…..” Ryou sobbed again. “Daddy…….” He wailed, his broken heart painfully obvious to Set. And for the first time, Set felt his heart go out to someone; to the pitiful broken wraith in his arms.

“Hush…. Don’t cry. He doesn’t matter…”

“How could he?!” Ryou sobbed. “My own father! He sold me! He said that it was because he didn’t want Bakura to be happy!! Why?! He always liked Bakura! He never protested my being with him! WHY?!?” Set cuddled Ryou through his outburst, and afterwards. But he offered no answer; he had none to give.

“I’m sorry.” Ryou whimpered after a few minutes.

“No. You have to deal with this. But now you need rest.”

“But, but you haven’t—“

“You need to rest.” Set said again, placing a finger on Ryou’s lips. “Lie down.” And he laid Ryou down and lay beside him. “Now sleep.” He said, and stroked Ryou’s side, watching the watery brown eyes slowly close. When a tear dripped from one, Set wiped it away, and kissed Ryou on the temple. Ryou sighed and relaxed completely, his breathing evening out. Set smiled and put out the lights, then lay back beside Ryou and drifted to sleep, still gently stroking Ryou’s side.

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K.C. : O.o() Ummm... okayyyyy....

sglily: LOL I decide whether or not Set is sexy, my dear. And no, he didn't hump the camel thing... yet... And you'll just have to find out. And I'm glad you didn't hate the chapter!!!!

Nashwa: .... so... you like and hate Set at the same time, hmm? Hehehehe...

itavita: Ah.... Ryou ass... the other white meat... >.> ummm... I mean... uhhh.... oops... ^_^() But anyway... Ryou is a good little slave now. He won't get beaten up again. Bakura on the other hand..... >.> shhh... I've said too much! Just read on, dear!!!

Switch: Glad you're enjoying it!!! Now sleep, damn you!!!

lokivsanubis: Yes, it was interesting, wasn't it? Ryou's being a good boy now, and Bakura is downright miserable. Glad you checked out my DeviantArt account!!! Makes me feel special!!!!

ruri_star: I have posted a picture of Set up on my DeviantArt account! Go see!!!