100 Puppies and Dragons

Game

Seth licked his lips and rested his chin on his hand, sparing the board in front of him only a glance before he turned his gaze on the blond sitting across from him. "Jeno, how are you doing?"

Jeno blushed and flinched his bare legs together in embarrassment. "I… I'm okay."

"If you lose one more round, I'll have you naked," Seth commented idly. "Are you sure you don't want to back out now?"

He was teasing, and the blond knew it. He realized that if he actually felt uncomfortable, Seth would stop playing in a heartbeat, but they were both too stubborn to give in. And he had to admit that the priest was sexy when he felt he was in power, even more so when he leered at him in a way that told him if it was socially acceptable, he'd bend him over every possible surface and defile him.

Seth grabbed the knuckle bones and smirked. "You've never been any good at senet, Jeno. I don't know why you insist on playing this game every week." He tossed the knuckle bones onto the board. "Unless you like being forced to remove your clothes for me."

Jeno blushed even more, because he did rather enjoy having to strip for the priest—because the brunet was always happy to see his naked body. "I—I just know I'll win one of these times!"

"…Of course you will," the brunet snorted, examining the knuckle bones, before he clicked his tongue and moved one of his pieces three spaces. "Looks like I win this round, too, Jeno."

"Wha—But—I—" The slave frowned, brows furrowing together. "…Are you sure? That seems much too quick!"

The priest ginned and raised his hand, moving his fingers to direct him to stand. "Quite sure."

Jeno sighed and got to his feet. "If you say so, Master."

Seth tilted his head thoughtfully, then hummed. "Come here." Once the blond stepped toward him, he grabbed his waist and yanked him to stand between his spread legs. "Let me take care of this for you, Jeno," he purred, hooking his fingers in the silk straps.

The blond blushed a little and bit his bottom lip, lifting his hands to touch the priest's temples and brush against the fabric over his silky hair. "May I take this off, Master?" He gasped as the brunet leaned forward and ran his tongue from his pelvis up to his navel and knocked the headdress from his head, digging his fingers into his hair. "Oh!"

"Mmmn…" Seth dragged the silk straps down the blond's thighs and reached between his legs to gently slip his fingertips inside him. "Still oiled from this morning, hmm?"

"Nnn…!" Jeno threw his head back and gasped. "Oh yes…!" He moaned as he was pulled onto the brunet's lap. "Master…!"

"Call me Seth tonight," the priest purred. "I'm not your master tonight. I'm your lover."

The slave blushed. "…Okay, Seth." He leaned down to kiss him lightly and moaned. "Seth…"

.-.-.-.-.-.

Joey yelped as the brunet sat up from the couch abruptly, blinking, and turned to glare at him. "You freak, why ya gotta go from sound asleep t' wide awake without any in-between? Ya creep me the fuck out!"

Seto stared at him a moment, then tilted his head. "Would you play strip-chess with me?"

The blond blinked. "Er… what?"

"Like strip-poker, except with chess," the older boy explained.

"Uh…" Joey blinked a little longer. "…I… guess…?"

"Tonight? After dinner?"

Joey raised an eyebrow. "Suuure?"

"Alright. I'm going back to nap-land," Seto stated, then fell limp on the couch again, chest rising and falling steadily in sleep.

Joey's eye twitched. It really did creep him out when his lover did that.

And it creeped him out even more that he was starting to get used to it.