You Can Do That

You Can Do That

Summary: Seto and Bakura
Disclaimer: I don’t own Yu-Gi-Oh…If I did, Anzu would have never existed and it’d be so smutty and innuendo filled it wouldn’t even be fit for European television.
Warnings: WOO HOO!

Game*

Seto looked at the cards in his hand carefully before making his move. What he did next would make or break the game and he knew it.

He drew a card from his hand and slapped it down, much to the chagrin of everyone else.

“Draw four and the color is,” He paused dramatically. “BLUE!”

Bakura merely grinned, picking up the four cards, ready to get his revenge. “Are you done Kaiba? Are ya done?”

The blue eyed CEO nodded. He held two cards in his hands and thought he was on the verge of winning. Yugi smiled, having an inkling of what Bakura was planning. He ate another Starburst and grinned, leaning to see what Marik had in his hand. The Egyptian swatted him away and held his hand close to his body, all thirteen cards.

Bakura grinned like a loon and smacked down a reverse card. “Reverse, back to me!”

Seto’s face became a mask of horror as he contemplated Bakura’s sixteen card hand. “Oh no…”

“Oh yes! Why do you think all the other draw fours and draw twos went to?”

Yugi bubbled over with laughter and pointed to Seto, falling over. “You’re so screwed!”

Bakura smacked down four draw twos and three draw fours, drawing laughter from Marik and Yugi. As Seto began to draw cards, cursing the makers of Uno, Bakura announced he wasn’t done.

“And oh yeah Seto…” He smacked down some skips. “Skip all the waaaay around and back to me again! And oh yeah bitches, the color is yellow!”

This elicited groans from everyone, except Bakura who couldn’t have been happier. He only had five cards now while everyone else was burdened. He’d just loaded all possible retaliation into the deck, so there was no way anyone could get him back. He’d been plotting this since Marik had hit him with two draw fours last game.

They played their cards in silence until Yugi yawned and Seto shook his head. “Great, it’s past Yugi’s bedtime!”

“We’ve been here for hours!”

Marik smirked. “No, you just down a whole pizza and now need to sleep it off.” He nodded at Seto. “You gonna pay money bags back for the fortune you ate tonight?”

Yugi threw his hand in Marik’s face. “Shut up you! Setooo!” Yugi moaned. “Pleeeeeze let’s stop!”

Bakura shook his head. “Oh hell no! I’m winnin’!”

The group had begun playing Uno after testing the new arena. Bakura had found it while rifling through one of Mokuba’s play rooms and Yugi had to explain how the game worked to the other teens since they had no idea what it was.

The game had started innocently enough, until Bakura and Marik had caught on to the system and began playing doubles and triples, then when Seto started making everyone do multiple draws, the game had really gotten vicious. At some point, Mokuba had come and gone, talking about another sleepover and pizza had arrived and been eaten. Now it was near ten and Yugi was tired.

He crawled into Marik’s lap and kissed him. “Mariiik! Come on!”

“Move.” He put down a blue 8 on top of Seto’s yellow one and Bakura cursed, drawing cards. “We’re finishing this Yugi, come on!”

“Agg!” Yugi gave up and went over to the couch, grabbing the remote and changing channels on the huge ass tv. This would take all night.

****

Malik giggled behind his hand as Otogi scratched Yami has scarabs into the spirit’s car. This was the last inscription to joint the many others such as, ‘People are like potato chips, I can’t fuck just one’ and ‘Buy the cow, this milk is free’.

He didn’t know where Otogi had come up with so many things off the top of his head, but Yami’s car was covered in key scratches, he knew that.

The raven haired boy took off his head band and shoved it in his pocket, letting the night breeze cool his damp brow, he looked at Malik and smiled.

“See? Easy! Now lets go before he comes out of the shop.”

They mounted his bike again and sped away, Malik snug against the boy’s back.

They went back to Malik’s place and when the Egyptian got off the bike, the Dice King whistled. “You still look good!”

Malik posed and turned. “Four hours later!” he was in a simple t-shirt and jeans with his golden hair in a pony tail. Otogi watched him, drinking him in.

“Want to get something to eat?”

The boy tapped his lips. “I dunno, what if Ryou cooked something?” he looked back towards the house and saw no lights on. He put his hands on his hips. “Where is everyone! I knew I shoulda went with them!”

Otogi reached out and pulled Malik back to him, looking into his eyes. “It’ll be cool. You comin’?”

“Where are we going?”

“We’ll get burgers or something –”

“Um, no. I’m a grass eater.”

Otogi grinned wider. “That’s hot!”

“Think so? Marik says I’m a pussy for not wanting to eat animals.”

“It’s hot. I mean, I still love meat, but it’s cool if you don’t.”

Malik smiled as he felt Otogi feeling up his ass. “Can I help you Ryuuji-san?”

Otogi grinned and rubbed the back of his head. “A-heh…” He gave Malik’s bum a squeeze then let go, clearing his throat.

“So, wanna go?”

The Egyptian got back on the bike. “Sure let’s go.”

****

Marik let Yugi ride his back on the way to the car, shaking his head at the boy’s audacity to clock out at eleven thirty. He couldn’t believe it. Bakura walked next to Marik, his hands behind his head.

“Man, does this mean Kaiba’s our friend now?”

Marik shrugged. “He did feed us and we didn’t try to kill him at random points in the evening.”

Bakura looked at the stars. “Yeah I guess…”

They got in the car, Bakura smoothing his pants. He panicked when a realization hit him.

“MY KNIFE!”

He got out of the car and ran back towards the mansion, Marik shaking his head. “I’m leaving you!” He called, starting the car.

Bakura turned, flipping his friend the bird, and continued to run towards the mansion, hoping Kaiba hadn’t turned in right after they’d left.

He punched the intercom button and waited.

“What is it?”

“I forgot my knife.”

“hn.”

A buzzer rung and the gates swung open, admitting Bakura. He ran towards the house, hoping Kaiba didn’t have hounds or killer peacocks at his disposal. As he waited on the porch, he briefly wondered if Kaiba might have a Richard Simmons robot and dismissed it with a laugh and a shake of his head.

Kaiba opened the door, smirking. “Back for more are we?”

“Shut up. I’m just here to get my knife.”

“I’ll bet Marik left you.” The CEO commented, checking out Bakura’s ass as he walked in.

“Yeah, well, that’s Marik for ya. Probably wanted to dry hump Yugi after he puts him to bed.” Bakura bounced up the stairs and headed for the living room, Kaiba on his heels.

Once inside, Bakura quickly found his knife. He bent over to get it and felt weight behind him. He stood up and turned around to find himself face to face, he had to look a little, to Kaiba.

The CEO grinned wolfishly and cupped the thief’s chin. “You should spend the night.”

“I should go home and get wasted.”

“I don’t have any work to do, Mokuba is elsewhere,” He grabbed Bakura’s hips and pulled them closer, his hardness pressing into Bakura’s groin. “I think you should stay.”

Bakura turned red and Seto smiled. “So is that a yes?”

“I thought you wanted to date?” he said, trying to buy some time.

Seto eased them over to the couch. “You didn’t want to.” He started to nibble the boy’s ears and pull his shirt from his pants. “Besides, this gets us where we need to be so much faster.”

Bakura shivered pressed his palms to Seto’s chest. “But, um, what about ah…all that tenderness stuff?”

Seto removed Bakura’s jacket and kissed him on the mouth. “I am being tender. Just lay down.”

“I, uh, oh wow, my hikari’s calling! Would ya look at the time –umph!”

The brunette pressed Bakura into the couch and kissed him, beginning to grind against him. “Just shut up…” He whispered, pulling at Bakura’s pants.

Bakura felt Seto’s quick finger’s under his shirt and squeaked when the taller boy pinched his nipple. Seto chuckled and kissed him again, this time slipping his tongue into the thief’s mouth.

Bakura moaned and dug his fingers into the CEO’s hair. That’s what he was talking about, electricity. Lightning coursed through his body as he and Kaiba’s tongues warred, fighting for dominance. When the thief lost, he merely accepted it and whimpered under Kaiba’s touch.

The CEO was now pressing insistently between Bakura’s legs and fiddling with the boy’s zipper. Bakura shoved Kaiba up and sat up and to the side, unzipping his own pants. He laughed a bit when the brunette shoved his hands inside his pants and groped his hardness, growling possessively in his ear.

“Aren’t you eager?”

Kaiba licked his ear. “Aren’t you?”

Bakura smiled, not objecting as he was pressed into the couch again. Kaiba already had his dick free and stopped to bring the circle of Bakura’s legs over his head. He placed his palms on either side of the yami’s head and grinned.

“So good of you to finally give in.” He held up three fingers. “Do you mind?”

The thief took them into his mouth and sucked them eager, Kaiba growing more and more excited by the second. He soon decided Bakura was done and took his fingers back.

“Ready?” He kissed the white haired yami and shoved all three fingers in.

Bakura was swore in pain but soon relaxed as he got used to it. He was soon moaning under the CEO’s ministrations and was thrusting into his fingers when the teen pulled them back. He groaned as he was soon filled with something much larger and closed his eyes, arching up as Kaiba began to push and pull out gently.

“yeah…You like that don’t you?”

The thief bit his lips and gripped the couch, feeling pleasure like he’d never known before. Usually, he was just pounded into the mattress until Marik was done or when he was done with Marik, but this was like

“GOD!” he cried out, feeling Kaiba begin to quicken his pace. He met the teen thrust for thrust, beginning to whine and moan like an animal.

“Harder Kaiba! Harder!”

The CEO grinned and did just that, slamming into the yami’s stretched hole like there was no tomorrow and was rewarded by more of Bakura’s stunning vocals.

Seto was amazed. He’d never thought the boy would whine and moan like this. He hadn’t even gotten anything like this out of Jou. The best that mutt managed was ragged screaming.

He watched Bakura’s face and saw the boy’s eyes glaze over and felt his body tense.

“Bakura!”

The boy’s head turned and he looked at the CEO.

“Look at me, that’s it, let me see it!” He slammed into Bakura again and again until last, the boy let out a mewling keen that filled the room. Kaiba soon followed him, cursing loudly as Bakura tightened around him and he lost it.

He slowed and fell on his palms over the boy, a crooked smile on his face. “Bakura…”

The thief stared at the blank tv screen. “Can you get out please?”

“Hn?” Seto pulled out and got out from between the youth’s legs. He watched the boy pull his pants back up and grab his jacket.

“Bakura!” Seto pulled up his own pants and watched the thief begin to walk out. “Wait!” He followed the boy, pulling him around to face him. “Damn it, I said wait! What’s your fucking problem!?”

Bakura sneered. “Oh yeah, I forgot. It was good Kaiba thanks!”

He left down the stairs and the CEO stared after him, confused.

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*Courtesy of Ayumi Hamasaki
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