Of Dice and Dragons

I am still without ownership…

And I think this chapter title speaks for itself…

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About damned time…

"So what happened?" Otogi asked.

"Simple, Yami called the next day and whined about wanting to apologize and how I didn't know the whole story and how he could only love me, not Bakura. He basically used every cheezy line that has ever existed about cheating on your former significant other. In response, I basically all but told him I never wanted to see him again."

"Wasn't that hard for you?"

"Hardly, it was hard to sit by and have a whole year's worth of memories shoved back in your face like what Yami did to me. I thought it would be harder than it was, but now I have more reason to defeat him. Not only reclaiming my title as World Champion duelist, but now it's personal. Unfortunatly, he does have this uncanny ability to pull victory right out of the jaws of defeat and I'm worried I'll just never be good enough to be able to contend with that…"

"Seto-chan, you’ll get him one day. His luck will run out and you’ll be right there when it does. If I’ve learned anything from the reputation which precedes you, it is that you are three things, persistent, resourceful, and relentless." Otogi finally said, reaching up to take Seto’s face in his hand. Without even opening his eyes, Seto leaned into the gentle touch. Otogi brushed his thumb across Seto’s high cheekbones, causing the other to moan happily. Seeing this as a good sign and deciding to test his luck once again, Otogi wrapped his fingers around the back of the brunette’s head and guided Seto’s face down to meet his own and let his over-zealous lips do the rest.

At first it was a gentle kiss, not unlike its predecessor. Otogi marveled at just how soft and delicate Seto’s full lips felt against his own. Speaking of the CEO, he too was rather enjoying himself as the kiss got deeper and more urgent, everything about Otogi seemed to send his senses into overdrive and everything Otogi did to him drove him closer and closer to the edge of sanity, evoking wonderful emotions deep within Seto’s very soul that he could never have imagined being poss to to experience. All he knew was that he had to be as close to this dice wielding maniac as humanly possible. Pleasure overcame him as the kiss intensified yet again as he moaned deeply. He firmly wrapped his deceptively strong arms around Otogi’s slim hips in an attempt to draw the smaller one closer to him, to feel every inch of him.

He audibly whimpered as Otogi suddenly pulled away. He slowly and cautiously opened his eyes to see Otogi panting with his head thrown back. Seto couldn’t help but stare at the charm around Otogi’s neck, rising and falling steadily the the rhythm of his chest. When he did finally cast his eyes upwards, Seto found himself drowning in two endless green pools of… well, green. All of a sudden Seto felt cold and shivered as Otogi moved from his lap to stand straight and look down at Seto with a grin that could be described as something between fiendish and mischievous.

Without warning, Otogi crawled seductively up on top of Seto, growling and attacking the exposed skin on Seto’s neck while the brunette moaned loudly. Then Otogi sat down so he was right flush against Seto and was straddling his hips. At that point, Otogi wrapped both his arms tightly around Seto’s neck as he practically attacked Seto’s lips again, fiercely.

Surprised by the sudden movement, Seto blushed as Otogi sat on him then he actually gasped when Otogi kissed him. The latter wasted no time in taking advantage of the situation, slipping his tongue between those supple lips, wondering at the taste Seto’s mouth provided him. He tasted exactly how Otogi had imagined he would taste, confident, mysterious, and powerful. With every pass of his tongue, or contented moan from Seto, Otogi increased the intensity of the kiss, plunging deeper into Seto’s mouth.

Thoroughly going insane with emotion, Seto wrapped his arms around Otogi again and this time succeeded in pulling the other closer to him, causing wonderfully addictive friction between the two which neither wanted to cease, despite the discomfort.

Pleased that now Otogi was flush against him, Seto decided to turn his attention to pleasuring his partner, responding more avidly than ever to the kiss, sending out his tongue to counteract Otogi’s dominance, dueling heatedly while his hands moved up to Otogi’s shoulders and slipped underneath the fabric and started to divest Otogi of his red vest, revealing a tight black tank top and a welled ced chest, which Seto ran his hands over slowly and deliberately before returning to his back and pulling Otogi even closer to him.

Well obviously Otogi liked that because now he was the one moaning incoherently under Seto’s touch. So Otogi reluctantly left Seto’s lips to firmly attach his own lips to Seto’s previously ignored collarbone. He alternated between sucking, nipping, and teasing any skin he could find. Losing himself in the other, Seto arched into Otogi’s touch, continually rocking Otogi on top of him and increasing the rm ofm of the friction between them, causing both to erupt into moans of passion. Otogi started tugging at the light black leather of Seto’s trench coat impatiently, they broke apart so Seto could quickly shed said coat.

Right away, both parties resumed what they had been originally doing; essentially moulding their bodies together and kissing like the world was about to end. Tongues intertwined as Otogi’s hips harshly ground themselves into Seto. Soon thereafter, Seto lost interes Oto Otogi’s lips. He moved up, kissing and nipping along his cheekbones and finally settling on a sensitive spot just behind Otogi’s ear, practically tearing a scream of ecstasy from the smaller one. Meanwhile, said smaller one started to tackle the buttons on Seto’s red silk shirt with his slightly shaking fingers.

Once having opened the shirt, Otogi decided to pay some much needed attention to Seto’s formerly neglected chest, but Seto didn’t really like that idea and kissed down Otogi’s nose to claim his lips once again.

During the peak of this make-out session, both people suddenly became acutely aware of the problem in the lower groinal region, to alleviate the situation, Seto had begun to start undoing Otogi’s belt while tongues and hands travelled all over the two bodies.

"Mmmm… Seto… What are you doing to me?!" Otogi panted out between kisses.

"…Physica or… or… psychologically…?" between heated kisses.

Otogi pulled his mouth away and glared at Seto’s little quip before snapping back with a witty response of his own, "…both."

"Well, I don’t know what I’m doing to your head, but I am currently trying desperately to get into your pants, so come back here." Seto said, grabbing Otogi and kissing him again.

Otogi brought his hands upwards and grabbed fistfuls of Seto’s beautiful brown hair as the latter finally managed to toss away the restricting belt. He slipped his hand into Otogi’s pants and started to sensually massage anything he found. Meanwhile, he still had to split his attention between his previous activity and Otogi’s demanding lips, but so far he was faring pretty well. Otogi on the other hand, was just about beside himself with the agony of needing release and having been denied thus far. But he was getting pretty damned close…

Then the sound of a ringing phone broke through the panting and moaning of the computer lab. Seto groaned and reluctantly withdrew his hand from the other’s pants, expecting Otogi to get up and answer the omnipresent ringing phone. His eyes flew wide open when Otogi kissed him again and pleaded with him as much with his eyes, those beautiful greyeseyes, as with the words he spoke,

"Please, leave it…"

When the answering machine kicked in, and Otogi’s voice came over the speaker, Seto shrugged and leaned in to resume what he had previously been doing when a much more familiar voice came upon his ears.

"Big brother, are you still over there?" Mokuba’s childish voice was laced with concern, "I haven’t heard anything from Seto and I need to know if he’s alright, the storm is getting really bad."

"It’s Mokuba, my little brother. I really need to call him. Where can I find a phone?" Seto said through clenched teeth and eyes.

"What? No cell phone?"

"I thought I was going to be really quick, so I let int in the car."

"Smart."

"Shut up… so where can I find a phone?"

"I only have one and it’s upstairs in the game shop. And I’m guessing the power is still out so I’m going to have to lead you again, so let’s go." Otogi said, the disappointment obvious in his voice. Still, he got up off Seto and offered his hand for the other to take, and promptly did. And off to the game shop they went.

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