Always the Same

Finally! I have been influenced by too many romance novels. The love scenes needs some work but it works for now.
DISCLAIMER: I do not own the Yugioh characters mentioned in the story. M/F sexy stuff
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Chapter 8

We remained standing in front of the picture window; I turned back to face the darkness. Could I face the darkness of my soul? I felt his lips gently brush against my hair. He moved them towards my ear and softly whispered, “Are you sure? I need to know now while it’s still possible for me to stop.”

I turned to face Seto once again and pulled his face towards mine. I kissed him with all the passion and sexual tension I felt in my body. It felt as if a storm had been let loose under my skin and nature responded in kind. As we stood in front of the glass, lightning lit the sky and rain poured down. The thunder echoed the pounding of my heart and set a pulse beating between my thighs. I felt his hands moving, touching me everywhere. Our tongues danced against each other as we sought to taste more. I reached out and grabbed the front of his shirt and jerked it open; buttons flew everywhere. I rubbed my hands across his smooth chest and knew there was no other way to end the night: I would be naked and willing in his arms.

He carefully removed the clips from my hair and it came tumbling down to cover my shoulders. He moved the mass to one side as he sought to nuzzle his lips against my neck. He left a blazing trail of kisses that led down to the neck of my dress. He reached around my back and found the zipper. His hands moved slowly and soon my dress hung loose on my body. I pulled my arms out of the dress and it slipped to the floor. I stood there, semi-naked, and felt a brief flash of embarrassment. The cuts from the night before were visible. He dropped to his knees before me and traced them with his tongue. I was overwhelmed by the sensations that washed though me: the roughness of him licking and the slight sting left behind as he moved on to the next. I felt myself go weak in the knees and I was soon kneeling next to him.

He quickly stripped off what clothes we had left on. Soon, I lay on the carpet naked. There was a lustful look of admiration on his face as he looked at me. My skin was flushed; the shallow cuts glowed in the soft lights of the room and I was ready to become his willing slave. He moved to bring his lips back to my skin and I shivered with anticipation. He started at my neck, where my pulse pounded beneath the skin, and began to move down my body. He paused briefly to suckle each nipple. His face moved between my breasts and then went lower. I felt his tongue as it dipped into my bellybutton. He moved lower still until I felt his hot breath against my curls. He parted them and placed his tongue on the pearl hidden between. He nibbled, licked and sucked until I thought I would lose my mind. I couldn’t wait any longer; I needed to feel him deep inside my body.

I grabbed his shoulders and pulled him up. He understood my unspoken plea and positioned himself to enter my body. He pushed his rigid member slowly into me: inch by painful slow inch. I was overcome by a primal reaction I never knew existed; I dug my heels into his butt and pushed him all the way in. I felt him throbbing as he paused for a moment. He began to move in and out. I could feel waves of pleasure course through me as his thrusts became more and more demanding. He sought my complete surrender to his sexual mastery. I tilted my hips so his thrusts would go deeper and deeper. Soon, the ache built to an intolerable level and I was overcome by the most intense orgasm I had ever felt. I cried out as I was pushed over the edge into oblivion. But, Seto wasn’t done with me yet.

He pulled out and had me get onto my hands and knees. He plunged himself once again in my hot and willing body. He held my hips as he moved his body faster and faster. He groaned as his release came upon him. His body shuddered as he filled me totally. My body clenched around his man-flesh and milked him dry. I felt him pull out and he lay on his side next to my prone body. We didn’t say anything; just languished in the after glow of good old, gut-wrenching sex. He looked at me and smiled. I stood up and held my hand out to him. He took it and I led him to the bathroom for a hot shower.

As we soaped each other down, I felt a stinging on my back, shoulders and knees. I laughed: I had gotten rug burns. We soon rinsed off and got out of the shower to dry off. We then padded over to the bed and snuggled before we fell asleep. I couldn’t remember the last time I had slept with someone else. Sex was one thing but sleeping together was totally different. It was more intimate; like sharing a personal secret. I managed to sleep the night through.

The next morning, I woke to the sensation of the sheets being pulled away from me. Since I wasn’t used to sleeping in the same bed with another person, I had forgotten I had company. I pulled the covers back onto my side and tried to go back to sleep. Again, I felt the covers being pulled away. I sat up and looked around. I was surprised to see a set of blue eyes staring at me from under the covers. Then, I remembered the night before and I started to blush. I felt a hand moving under the covers towards my hip. All of a sudden, I was pulled under and a hot body covered mine. I could feel that Seto was hard and ready for me again. He parted my thighs and plunged his throbbing flesh into me. The feelings that coursed through my body caused my toes to curl. As he pushed and grunted and strained, I knew we would come together. Sure enough, his body arched above mine and we climaxed at the same time. He collapsed and lay on top of me. I poked Seto in the side-he wiggled. Amazed, I did it again. This time, I got a growl out of him. Finally, I pushed him off me and kicked off the covers. The air felt good against my sweaty skin.

“What’s for breakfast?” he mumbled into the pillow.

“I don’t eat breakfast. Besides, it’s almost time for lunch.” I replied as I rolled over on to my stomach.

He lifted his head and glared at me. “After all I’ve done for you, you’re gonna act like a smartass?”

“Hey…my bed, my way. When you seduce me in your bed, you can be the smartass.”

I got up and walked into the bathroom. I took a quick shower and slipped on a robe. I smacked his bare ass on my way out to the kitchen to get coffee started. I heard the water running in the bathroom and knew he had finally gotten up. I looked in the fridge. There wasn’t a whole lot there-I usually shop for one person on a day-to-day basis.

Seto walked out of the bedroom, wrapped only in a towel. Boy, did he look yummy. He walked over to where we left our clothes the night before. He picked up his clothes and shook his head.

“Where’s your phone? I’d like to call Mokuba and have him bring me some clean clothes.”

“Over there on the desk. Ummm…I don’t have very much in the fridge. I usually buy stuff daily. Any ideas?”

“Yeah…I’ll have Mokuba bring something when he comes with my clothes.”

“Okay…ask Mokie to bring me fresh strawberries and doughnuts.”

“Mokie? How did you know that was his nickname?” he asked.

“Duh…he told me one night to call him that after he found out that Flo and I were friends.”

Shortly, Mokuba arrived with clean clothes for Seto and strawberries with doughnuts for me. The look on his face when Seto answered the door wearing just a towel was priceless. He stayed long enough to eat a doughnut before he left to have lunch with Flo. I could imagine what the topic of discussion would be today.

Seto had gotten dressed and watched me eat. He took my bowl of strawberries away and started to feed them to me. Finally, I got full and went to get dressed myself.

“Will you meet me for dinner later?” he asked.

“Sure and then I have to go to the club. Want to come?”

“Are you working tonight?”

“No. Bakura won’t let me until the cuts Marik left behind are healed. I need to pick up some costumes that have to be fixed.” I answered.

“Excellent…I get you all to myself again tonight,” he replied suggestively.

“Well, we will just have to see who gets who later. Now, get out of here. I have things to do if I’m going to meet you later,” I told him as I steered him to the door.

“What…no kiss?” he complained.

“Nope…you’ll just have to wait,” I teased.

“I’ll be counting the hours. Should I send a car?”

“Nope…I’ll see you at the restaurant.”