Fall of the Dice

Chapter Eight: Checkmate – or – the end of Kaiba’s first date.


“You don’t really want to hear that, do you?” Seto said, not missing a step.
“Well yes, actually I do. Tell me, Kaiba Seto, CEO genius of Kaiba Corp. and most eligible bachelor in all of Domino city, and possibly Japan, why choose me out of all the others who are currently drooling over your oh, so perfect body and too-good-for-any-of-you demeanor.” Ryuuji asked, pushing back just enough to see his face.
“You’re serious?” Seto hedged one last time. Ryuuji just stared at him. “Okay, come on. Let’s sit this one out.” And he pulled the longhaired teen over to the couch.
Ryuuji adjusted his skirt as he sat and Seto watched before joining the other. He leaned back and allowed his hand to rest on the Dice Master’s knee as he sighed once.
“Okay, well I admit that I have had some very interesting offers. And I have taken a few up on them. But, what I want is not some, excuse the expression, frilly lacy female ditz, hanging off of my arm for looks sake. I am not afraid of being labeled for my lifestyle, either. I have dated men, too. And once again, I can’t even imagine spending more than a few dates with someone who is as intelligent as my trench coat.”
Seto sat forward, and looked at his date with a very serious expression.
“I even dated the Mutt a few times. He was, surprisingly, the closest thing I found to what I need. I know I rag on him a lot, but he isn’t as stupid or boring as he seems.”
“I know.” Ryuuji said with a smirk. Seto glared for a second, before continuing.
“What I’m saying is, I would understand if you chose him over me, but I am not going to give you up to him without a fight. So, back to me.” And he smiled at the other in a seductive way. “I am a needy man, just because I have money doesn’t mean I need to have lavish meals or the most expensive things. But I am used to the best, and you are it.”
“Not enough, Seto-kun. Why?” Ryuuji wasn’t going to drop it when he had the brunet talking.
“I can’t stand to lose?” he said, and the black haired boy shook his head, shifting the curls in an eye catching way. “Gods, you’re sexy.” Ryuuji froze, and Seto chuckled.
“Okay. I am not easily impressed. I have beaten the best, and will continue to do so. I am competitive and I like winning. You are my competition, not a prize. I find you fascinating in the fact that even though we are the same type of ruthless businessmen, you have a soft side. This is an extreme version of it,” he said, indicating the soft rise of the fake breasts that had been pressed against him all through their dance. “But, I noticed it before. You can close a deal at ten in the morning and treat a homeless family to a meal at noon. I caught you, about six months ago.” Ryuuji looked away and Seto reached to pull his chin back so that he faced him again. “We are the same, and yet opposites. And I need you to complete me. I need your flexibility and softness to ease my hardened self and I need your mind to keep up with me, so I don’t become too full of myself.”
This brought the dark one’s attention back in full.
“Yes, I know. You are more like me than you admit. I have seen the records of your schoolwork and I have seen you in action at the bargaining table. You are probably more of a genius than I am. I think that may be where this came from. I have heard of extreme methods of coping with excess intelligence. Cross-dressing is one of the mild ones.”
“You wouldn’t tell anyone?” Ryuuji squeaked out.
“No. I am not that low. Besides, if anyone should be allowed to deal with their overwhelming brain this way, it should always be someone who can make it look this good.” And Seto leaned in and kissed the soft painted lips before him.
When he pulled away, the Dice Master looked dazed. Ryuuji stared through half lidded eyes. “Okay, so I believe that. Can I ask you something else?” and Seto nodded as he bent for another kiss.
Ryuuji was having trouble remembering what he wanted to ask, and when Seto had released his lips the only thing he wanted from the other was, “Will you fuck me?”
Seto smirked as he looked down into deep green pools of desire. Ryuuji stared up and was almost afraid that he had asked too much. Seto slid his arm around him, allowing his hand to dip under the waistband of the skirt, around his hips and cupping his ass cheeks.
Strong arms lifted him and pulled him onto the lap of the brunet who pulled him into another deep kiss, as his hand continued to stroke at his firm backside.
Seto nipped at his lip as he release the kiss. “I would like nothing better,” he responded, and latched onto the dice man’s neck.
“Gods, Seto.” Ryuuji said, throwing his head back as the brunet bit lightly into the flesh there. He wanted so badly to mark the teen and yet hesitated to mar such a beautiful view. He settled for a place lower down, at the dark haired one’s shoulder just past the edge of a certain t-shirt. His hand moved to pull it away as his teeth caught at the luscious flesh that was bared. Ryuuji’s hands dug into his own shoulders and back as the teen squirmed on his lap.
“Mmm, you’re delicious too, does that help your understanding?” Seto asked, sucking firmly at the place of his teeth marks and then licking the skin in long firm strokes. Ryuuji shifted forward and Seto felt the shift over him in an erotic brush of the fabric across his trapped arousal. He hissed his response, and was regarded by a determined expression. Otogi pushed back and slid forward hard against him, forcing a deep moan out of the shocked CEO. This was playing rough at its finest, and he would be happy to join in the game.
One last bite at the already abused shoulder and the taller one ran his hands under the T-shirt sliding it up and over the smaller ones head. Careful of the pretty flowers in the soft dark locks, he tossed the shirt aside and ran his hands down the tiny straps of the pink brassiere and let his finger circle its cups. Ryuuji watched them and arched his back as one dropped down to the line of his ribs and traced it through his belly button and to the elastic of the skirt. Seto hooked it in the fabric and slid it around to the back, following it with the other, and pulling the silky fabric away from the tender flesh it protected.
Ryuuji lifted up on his knees allowing the skirt and panties removal. Then crawled back into place, as the brunet once more feasted on the skin of his neck and shoulders. It was becoming warm and as the CEO stood he took the smaller teen with him. Once standing, Ryuuji’s hands moved over the taller man’s back and down to his hips. Seto’s hands slid behind Ryuuji’s back and unfastened the clip of the bra pulling it forward and off the dark haired boy. Ryuuji was forced to drop his arms and when he reached back he slid them under the suit jacked, up the brunet’s chest and over his shoulders pushing the coat off and watching it fall to the floor. Then his hands climbed back down undoing the buttons of the silk shirt as they went.
Seto stepped back and pulled the shirt from his body. He dropped it with the jacket and smirked as Ryuuji licked his dark painted lips. Seto undid his belt and the dark dice man dropped to his knees before him to complete the task of unzipping the tailored dress pants and sliding them over the dark blue silk boxers beneath.
Long painted false nails hooked around the top of the underwear and pulled them below the CEO’s balls. Releasing the trapped erection they had housed.
Seto gasped as his length was swiftly engulfed in the moist cavern of the Dice Master’s mouth and taken deep.
Ryuuji pulled back slowly, curling his tongue around the thick shaft and drawing it along its length. Seto closed his eyes and grit his teeth in an effort to keep his control. It was more than he was accustomed to and he was not going to last like this.
He reached for the other and drew him up, wrapping the long arms around him and clasping onto the soft globes of the others ass. Ryuuji circled Seto’s neck with his arms and pulled himself to his toes as Seto latched onto his mouth greedily.
Seto shook his legs out of the fallen pants and stepped away, turning the smaller entrepreneur toward the couch and laying him along it. A smile curled up his mouth as he gazed at the naked vision before him.
“I also love the view, whatever you wear. Add that to the list.” He said, dropping his boxers and climbing over the ready-to-ravish dark beauty.
Ryuuji gasped as the brunet pressed a hard organ onto his engorged length and shifted along him. It was nearly too much and he bucked into the feeling. Seto was kissing and nipping along his neck and behind his ear, and it was muddling his thinking. He rocked against the CEO and groaned out appreciatively.
Seto lifted up and smiled. He drew his hand out from behind Ryuuji and held something in his view.
“I found this when I was preparing the room, ironic huh?” and the green eyes looked up to see the left over condoms and half used lube from the last evening. A light blush rushed to his cheeks as he nodded slowly.
“I guess it is a good thing, right?” he suggested.
“I don’t want to know how they got here, I don’t really care. I’m just glad, because I forgot that detail, myself.” And he lifted up onto his knees and tore the two protective devices apart, tossing one toward the wall.
“I’m amazed that someone as smart as you, could forget something so important.” Ryuuji teased.
“I was planning a romantic evening. Not an orgy.” Seto defended as he reached below the dice man and smoothed the creamy gel into place. Ryuuji arched his back as the slim digits moved into him. He hissed when the third finger made its move and they pulled apart in preparation for something larger. The feeling was heaven and the Dice Master writhed with the pleasure.
“Oh Gods, S-Seto. Now. Do it now!” he called. And the brunet wasted no time. He had the condom in place and was quickly submerged in the hot passage. His body froze at the sensation of warm pressure on his sensitive organ and a throaty groan escaped his lips.
Ryuuji was also lost at the feel of his body filled with the engorged organ of the well-endowed CEO.
“Ahhh, Seto. Did anyone ever tell you, that you are HUGE?” the dark one gasped.
Seto shifted out a ways and pushed in deeply again. He watched the movement of his lover at his touch and smiled inwardly. “Mmm, as a matter of fact. But you really don’t want to talk about that, do you?” he murmured, as he began to move within the other.
“No, actually. I Don’t.” Ryuuji breathed as he bucked up in time with the thrust of the brunet.
Seto growled out as he began a more furious pace and Ryuuji approximated it. Soon, they were moving frantically and their breathing was all rasps and pants.
Seto was the first to come as he shifted Ryuuji up and thrust in deep, his cock coming in contact with something deep and bringing a scream to the dark man’s throat. This was all he could take and he emptied his balls into his lover’s ass. Ryuuji was not far behind as the thick length of the brunet sailed into his prostate over and over, and the muscles of the CEO’s stomach rode over his organ as he moved.
This time his orgasm was punctuated by the grunts of his body being assaulted by the driving of Kaiba’s cock into his ass. It was amazing and he rode it for all it was worth.
Seto dropped onto him and sucked air deeply into his lungs. Ryuuji gasped along with his lover and let his fingers twine in the soft auburn locks of Seto’s hair.
“But, will you respect me in the morning?” the teen shopkeeper couldn’t help but add.
“After that, I would respect you even more. Anyone who could get me to make that noise in a house where that idiot Honda could hear me is deserving of my respect.” Seto said, as he chuckled lightly.
“I bet you say that to all the girls.” The black haired one teased. Seto lifted his head and looked into Ryuuji’s face, a large smile painted his face.
“Only the one’s with big green eyes. “And a cute . .” Seto added, tapping lightly on the tip of Ryuuji’s nose. “dick.” This made them both laugh, and Seto settled back onto the dice man’s chuckling chest.


:::And so ends the second night of Ryuuji's 'dates'. Tomorrow is Honda's night. I wonder what he has planned. I hope the Dice Master likes it. But how will he choose? He seems to like them all, so far. A WHOLE LOT.
Who do you think he will pick? The Dashing Blonde? The Debonair Brunet? Or the Burly young man?

I'd love to hear your thoughts on this one.