Memories of Egypt
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Chapter 8
Title: Memories of Egypt – 8/8
Author: Telpei
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, mentions of Priest Seto/Atemu
Beta: Jennie B.
Spoilers: Mentions of plot details from the series, up to the Doom arc.
Summary: Seto has always been bothered by the idea of his Ancient Egyptian past, but what would life be like without it?
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Chapter 8
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Seto woke up slowly, his deep blue eyes still cloudy with sleep. Memories of pleasant dreams immediately faded, leaving him only with the warm, content emotions that had been associated with them. He could feel soft blond hair tickling his naked chest, and the brunet indulged in a quiet smile as he stretched his arms and slid a hand around Jounouchi’s shoulders. The shorter male was watching him with a contented expression and a hint of a smirk on his lips.
“Mornin’, beautiful,” the blond teased, pressing a soft kiss to Seto’s skin and sliding a hand around his trim waist. “Sleep well?”
“Mmm,” Seto murmured with a small nod, leaning in to nuzzle the top of his lover’s head. One year had passed since he had made his wish, and Seto could honestly say that he was happy – especially during moments like these, when he was wrapped in Jounouchi’s loving embrace, knowing that his little brother was safe and sound in the bedroom down the hall.
In the boy’s best interests, Mokuba’s kidnapping had been kept hidden from the press - which had been much too busy covering Hirutani’s death to worry about Kaiba Corp and its struggles. The young Kaiba’s name had even been exonerated of his criminal record. The police investigation of the school’s surveillance tapes at the time of the fire had uncovered them as forgeries. Several periods of questioning with different Kaiba Corp employees had led the authorities to conclude that Nakamura had had a hand in the matter. They speculated that the traitor had either wished to inflict more psychological stress on Seto himself, or had planned to gain Mokuba’s trust by bailing him out of jail and out of trouble. In any case, the brunet was glad his brother’s name had been cleared. Not to mention, he had taken no small delight in hearing the principal, Gunma, apologize profusely for accusing Mokuba and for ignoring the boy’s plea of innocence.
Kaiba Corporation’s new product, the WISH Pet had had a spectacular release several months ago, and profits were still high. MiniWISH was the new, more compact, and improved model, and it was currently undergoing the last round of testing.
While the toy wasn’t as popular among the youth as cell phones or mp3 players, most families owned at least one of the WIreless Sentient Hologram, or ‘WISH’ Pets. The holographic dragons were interactive pets that could communicate with their owners through the use of specialized gloves, voice commands, and a series of controls on the hologram projector stand. Kaiba Corp had hosted an art competition to promote the new product, and the most creative dragon design had been encoded into the toy as one of the pets that could be owned.
The dragons started out as eggs, and with loving attention and care, the hatchlings could grow to be approximately one foot tall. MiniWISH had a new feature, as well, where separate Pet systems could communicate with each other through a wireless connection, and breeding was even possible. Since the product had met with such great success, Seto and his design team at Kaiba Corp were now in the process of designing a computer program. The game would allow MiniWISH Dragon Masters and their fledglings to explore the realms of a fantasy world and engage in battles to test their skill and power.
To Seto’s immense relief, Nakamura’s betrayal had not had a lasting negative impact on the company. Following the man’s death, the CEO had personally overseen a thorough background check on all Kaiba Corp employees. A few workers had been fired due to their involvement with Nakamura’s corruption, but the company had ultimately endured and prospered.
“You’re thinking too hard again.” Jounouchi’s husky bedroom voice suddenly broke Seto’s train of thought, and the brunet glanced at the slightly shorter male with amusement in his azure eyes.
“Is that so?” Seto asked, swiping his tongue over his lower lip and watching as Jou’s eyes followed the movement. “Well, we can’t have that, now, can we?”
“Oh no, definitely not,” the blond replied, sliding his naked body atop his lover’s and trailing his lips up the brunet’s neck to place a soft kiss just below his ear.
The young businessman gave a contented sigh as he began to feel his body react to Jounouchi’s soft touches and gentle caresses. Seto slid his hands down the blond’s back and gave Jou’s ass a loving squeeze. Lifting one leg, he wrapped it around his lover’s hips and arched his back, rubbing the length of their bodies together and creating delicious friction. The brunet turned his head and pressed his lips close to the shorter male’s ear. “Katsuya,” he breathed, delighting in the blond’s full-body shiver caused by the seductive whisper of his name.
“Mmm, keep talkin’ like that and I won’t last long,” Jou warned in a soft murmur, grinding his hips down against Seto’s groin to prove just how aroused he had become. The CEO echoed the movement of the blond’s hips with another elegant arch of his back, and they established a slow, gyrating rhythm of skin on skin contact until that was no longer enough.
Seto gasped, his head falling back and rolling to the side as oiled fingers penetrated his body. He wrapped his arms around Jou’s neck, tangling his fingers in soft blond hair and spreading his legs further apart. His entrance eventually yielded to the inquisitive digits, and then was soothed by gentle, loving strokes that began to feel sinfully good. “Ngh… Kats….suya…” he moaned in a low voice, staring at the blond through hooded, lust-darkened eyes. His expression spoke volumes to the slightly shorter male; he was silently demanding more, now. “Enough teasing,” Seto finally whispered breathlessly, and Jou nodded in return, giving him a self-satisfied grin.
The love between them was slow and gentle, gradually building to the pinnacle of pleasure. Their bodies were slick with sweat, gliding against each other with smooth, fluid strokes. They moved as one, breathed as one, between sweet meetings amongst wet lips. Their eyes locked, each of them struggling to hold on to that last moment of pleasure, until it crashed over them in a fantastic climax of heat and satisfaction.
They lay together for several long moments in the afterglow, a tangle of limbs and lips and soft words. “Did that clear your mind?” Jounouchi murmured, his body covering Seto’s and reluctant to move.
“It certainly did,” the brunet replied with a low chuckle, relishing the contented exhaustion that blanketed his entire being. Their mouths met again in a soft kiss, tongues mingling, rubbing, and gliding against each other.
A knock on Seto’s bedroom door caused them to break apart, and Jou gave a sheepish grin as Mokuba poked his head into the room. “Good morning Nii-sama,” the boy greeted with an innocent smile. “I’m not interrupting anything this time, am I?”
“No,” Seto assured his brother with an amused look in his eyes, chuckling when Jounouchi added ‘almost,’ under his breath. “Was there something you needed, Mokuba?” the brunet asked.
“Mutou-san just called,” the boy replied, suddenly all business. “You two slept in, so if you don’t get up now, we’ll be late. We’re meeting him and Yugi for lunch, remember?”
“I remember,” Seto agreed, gently pushing Jou off to the side and sitting up. “We’ll be out in a little while, Mokie. Just give us some time to shower and get dressed.”
The younger teenager nodded and disappeared from the room, and Jounouchi heaved a sigh. “Do we really have to go?” he asked, draping his warm body over Seto’s back. “Can’t we just stay here all day?”
“No, Katsuya, we can’t stay here all day,” the brunet replied with a slight smile, amused by his lover’s antics. “Mutou-san wants a MiniWISH display for his game shop, so we’re meeting to discuss the possibility of an early release. Yugi will likely be there, too, and we might find time for a quick duel afterwards.”
“Well, I hope we’re going somewhere good to eat, at least,” Jou complained as he followed Seto out of bed and into the bathroom.
“I believe we’re meeting at that burger place you love so much,” the CEO answered with a smirk, and suddenly Jounouchi was much more eager to tag along. The blond had long ago given up on his gang days. With Hirutani's death, Jou had accumulated enough street credit that when he chose to walk away from that life, he met with very little resistance. Seto had even convinced the blond to apply to Domino College for the fine arts program. Jou’s artistic talent was nothing to laugh at – the former Rintama member had placed first in Kaiba Corp’s dragon designing competition, and his work of art was the most coveted WISH Pet on the market.
The young businessman listened to his lover ramble on about burgers while he adjusted the water temperature of the shower, and then he stepped under the spray. As the warm water cascaded over his skin, the brunet’s dream from the previous night came back to him in a sudden rush of images. Against a backdrop of pyramids and sand dunes, angular, ruby eyes were smiling at him, pleased with his cousin’s happiness. Seto had to wonder what life would have been like if his wish had never come true, but he couldn’t bring himself to picture things any differently than they were now. He had learned his lesson long ago to be content with life as it was instead of wishing for change.
Seto smiled again as Mokuba yelled at them to hurry up, and Jounouchi stepped into the shower and molded his body against Seto’s back. In all honesty, the brunet found that he didn’t ~want~ things to change. No, the CEO decided that he would not be making any more wishes in the near future. Whether that was because he didn’t want to, or because he didn’t have to, only Seto knew for certain. And to be quite honest, for him, it didn’t really matter.
Ooo The End ooO
Author: Telpei
Pairing(s): Seto/Jou, mentions of Priest Seto/Atemu
Beta: Jennie B.
Spoilers: Mentions of plot details from the series, up to the Doom arc.
Summary: Seto has always been bothered by the idea of his Ancient Egyptian past, but what would life be like without it?
OoooooooO
Chapter 8
OoooooooO
Seto woke up slowly, his deep blue eyes still cloudy with sleep. Memories of pleasant dreams immediately faded, leaving him only with the warm, content emotions that had been associated with them. He could feel soft blond hair tickling his naked chest, and the brunet indulged in a quiet smile as he stretched his arms and slid a hand around Jounouchi’s shoulders. The shorter male was watching him with a contented expression and a hint of a smirk on his lips.
“Mornin’, beautiful,” the blond teased, pressing a soft kiss to Seto’s skin and sliding a hand around his trim waist. “Sleep well?”
“Mmm,” Seto murmured with a small nod, leaning in to nuzzle the top of his lover’s head. One year had passed since he had made his wish, and Seto could honestly say that he was happy – especially during moments like these, when he was wrapped in Jounouchi’s loving embrace, knowing that his little brother was safe and sound in the bedroom down the hall.
In the boy’s best interests, Mokuba’s kidnapping had been kept hidden from the press - which had been much too busy covering Hirutani’s death to worry about Kaiba Corp and its struggles. The young Kaiba’s name had even been exonerated of his criminal record. The police investigation of the school’s surveillance tapes at the time of the fire had uncovered them as forgeries. Several periods of questioning with different Kaiba Corp employees had led the authorities to conclude that Nakamura had had a hand in the matter. They speculated that the traitor had either wished to inflict more psychological stress on Seto himself, or had planned to gain Mokuba’s trust by bailing him out of jail and out of trouble. In any case, the brunet was glad his brother’s name had been cleared. Not to mention, he had taken no small delight in hearing the principal, Gunma, apologize profusely for accusing Mokuba and for ignoring the boy’s plea of innocence.
Kaiba Corporation’s new product, the WISH Pet had had a spectacular release several months ago, and profits were still high. MiniWISH was the new, more compact, and improved model, and it was currently undergoing the last round of testing.
While the toy wasn’t as popular among the youth as cell phones or mp3 players, most families owned at least one of the WIreless Sentient Hologram, or ‘WISH’ Pets. The holographic dragons were interactive pets that could communicate with their owners through the use of specialized gloves, voice commands, and a series of controls on the hologram projector stand. Kaiba Corp had hosted an art competition to promote the new product, and the most creative dragon design had been encoded into the toy as one of the pets that could be owned.
The dragons started out as eggs, and with loving attention and care, the hatchlings could grow to be approximately one foot tall. MiniWISH had a new feature, as well, where separate Pet systems could communicate with each other through a wireless connection, and breeding was even possible. Since the product had met with such great success, Seto and his design team at Kaiba Corp were now in the process of designing a computer program. The game would allow MiniWISH Dragon Masters and their fledglings to explore the realms of a fantasy world and engage in battles to test their skill and power.
To Seto’s immense relief, Nakamura’s betrayal had not had a lasting negative impact on the company. Following the man’s death, the CEO had personally overseen a thorough background check on all Kaiba Corp employees. A few workers had been fired due to their involvement with Nakamura’s corruption, but the company had ultimately endured and prospered.
“You’re thinking too hard again.” Jounouchi’s husky bedroom voice suddenly broke Seto’s train of thought, and the brunet glanced at the slightly shorter male with amusement in his azure eyes.
“Is that so?” Seto asked, swiping his tongue over his lower lip and watching as Jou’s eyes followed the movement. “Well, we can’t have that, now, can we?”
“Oh no, definitely not,” the blond replied, sliding his naked body atop his lover’s and trailing his lips up the brunet’s neck to place a soft kiss just below his ear.
The young businessman gave a contented sigh as he began to feel his body react to Jounouchi’s soft touches and gentle caresses. Seto slid his hands down the blond’s back and gave Jou’s ass a loving squeeze. Lifting one leg, he wrapped it around his lover’s hips and arched his back, rubbing the length of their bodies together and creating delicious friction. The brunet turned his head and pressed his lips close to the shorter male’s ear. “Katsuya,” he breathed, delighting in the blond’s full-body shiver caused by the seductive whisper of his name.
“Mmm, keep talkin’ like that and I won’t last long,” Jou warned in a soft murmur, grinding his hips down against Seto’s groin to prove just how aroused he had become. The CEO echoed the movement of the blond’s hips with another elegant arch of his back, and they established a slow, gyrating rhythm of skin on skin contact until that was no longer enough.
Seto gasped, his head falling back and rolling to the side as oiled fingers penetrated his body. He wrapped his arms around Jou’s neck, tangling his fingers in soft blond hair and spreading his legs further apart. His entrance eventually yielded to the inquisitive digits, and then was soothed by gentle, loving strokes that began to feel sinfully good. “Ngh… Kats….suya…” he moaned in a low voice, staring at the blond through hooded, lust-darkened eyes. His expression spoke volumes to the slightly shorter male; he was silently demanding more, now. “Enough teasing,” Seto finally whispered breathlessly, and Jou nodded in return, giving him a self-satisfied grin.
The love between them was slow and gentle, gradually building to the pinnacle of pleasure. Their bodies were slick with sweat, gliding against each other with smooth, fluid strokes. They moved as one, breathed as one, between sweet meetings amongst wet lips. Their eyes locked, each of them struggling to hold on to that last moment of pleasure, until it crashed over them in a fantastic climax of heat and satisfaction.
They lay together for several long moments in the afterglow, a tangle of limbs and lips and soft words. “Did that clear your mind?” Jounouchi murmured, his body covering Seto’s and reluctant to move.
“It certainly did,” the brunet replied with a low chuckle, relishing the contented exhaustion that blanketed his entire being. Their mouths met again in a soft kiss, tongues mingling, rubbing, and gliding against each other.
A knock on Seto’s bedroom door caused them to break apart, and Jou gave a sheepish grin as Mokuba poked his head into the room. “Good morning Nii-sama,” the boy greeted with an innocent smile. “I’m not interrupting anything this time, am I?”
“No,” Seto assured his brother with an amused look in his eyes, chuckling when Jounouchi added ‘almost,’ under his breath. “Was there something you needed, Mokuba?” the brunet asked.
“Mutou-san just called,” the boy replied, suddenly all business. “You two slept in, so if you don’t get up now, we’ll be late. We’re meeting him and Yugi for lunch, remember?”
“I remember,” Seto agreed, gently pushing Jou off to the side and sitting up. “We’ll be out in a little while, Mokie. Just give us some time to shower and get dressed.”
The younger teenager nodded and disappeared from the room, and Jounouchi heaved a sigh. “Do we really have to go?” he asked, draping his warm body over Seto’s back. “Can’t we just stay here all day?”
“No, Katsuya, we can’t stay here all day,” the brunet replied with a slight smile, amused by his lover’s antics. “Mutou-san wants a MiniWISH display for his game shop, so we’re meeting to discuss the possibility of an early release. Yugi will likely be there, too, and we might find time for a quick duel afterwards.”
“Well, I hope we’re going somewhere good to eat, at least,” Jou complained as he followed Seto out of bed and into the bathroom.
“I believe we’re meeting at that burger place you love so much,” the CEO answered with a smirk, and suddenly Jounouchi was much more eager to tag along. The blond had long ago given up on his gang days. With Hirutani's death, Jou had accumulated enough street credit that when he chose to walk away from that life, he met with very little resistance. Seto had even convinced the blond to apply to Domino College for the fine arts program. Jou’s artistic talent was nothing to laugh at – the former Rintama member had placed first in Kaiba Corp’s dragon designing competition, and his work of art was the most coveted WISH Pet on the market.
The young businessman listened to his lover ramble on about burgers while he adjusted the water temperature of the shower, and then he stepped under the spray. As the warm water cascaded over his skin, the brunet’s dream from the previous night came back to him in a sudden rush of images. Against a backdrop of pyramids and sand dunes, angular, ruby eyes were smiling at him, pleased with his cousin’s happiness. Seto had to wonder what life would have been like if his wish had never come true, but he couldn’t bring himself to picture things any differently than they were now. He had learned his lesson long ago to be content with life as it was instead of wishing for change.
Seto smiled again as Mokuba yelled at them to hurry up, and Jounouchi stepped into the shower and molded his body against Seto’s back. In all honesty, the brunet found that he didn’t ~want~ things to change. No, the CEO decided that he would not be making any more wishes in the near future. Whether that was because he didn’t want to, or because he didn’t have to, only Seto knew for certain. And to be quite honest, for him, it didn’t really matter.
Ooo The End ooO