The Spanking Story
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Adult +
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3
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The Spanking Story
Disclaimer: Well, my gosh! I don’t own the rights to Yu-Gi-Oh! *very surprised* Who’d have thought it! *hands raised* Whatever shall I do?
Intro: Croquet’s P.O.V.
“Mai and Anzu – Well, that was interesting.” Pegasus’ indifferent tone belied his words. He turned a page in his manga and continued reading. “Can’t say when I’ve been more fascinated in the past –“ He glanced at his watch. “Oh, in the past 15 minutes, at least.” He turned another page. “Well, now that that remarkable interlude is over, Croquet, who do you think they’ll have up next?”
His bodyguard did not answer. There was no need. All of Master Pegasus’ questions were rhetorical. He stood behind his chair, studying the smooth silver head, bent over the comic. Who would the chirpy blonde call next? He was signed up to duel himself. A thought came into his head, and he felt a surge of hope: Maybe this would be his turn; and maybe he’d be paired with…
“It’s time now to announce our next two duelists –“ The perky girl’s voice came over the loudspeaker. “Pegasus J. Crawford –“ Pegasus raised his head at the sound of his name. “You will be paired today with…” Funny, there hadn’t been a drumroll when she announced Mai and Anzu. The drummers must just have arrived. Croquet listened as intently as his Master. “With Kaiba Seto!” He heard the sharp intake of Pegasus’ breath. His posture was alert now, as he scanned the assembled duelists for his opponent.
“Huh – Figures!” Croquet looked around, and saw Dinosaur Ryuzaki, talking to Insector Haga. “Naturally, they’d have to go and put the two guys with the most clothes up against each other.” He gave a perverted snigger. “Match won’t go long enough for either of them to get naked.”
“Shoulda been me with Pegasus –“ Haga sounded disappointed.
Croquet turned and watched, as Pegasus put out his hand and greeted Kaiba with a charming smile.
“You –“ Kaiba did not shake hands.
“What a delightful pairing!”Pegasus’ smile widened. “Did you arrange it this way on purpose, Kaiba-boi?”
Kaiba stared at him. Mokuba signed me up for this –“ He found his brother in the crowd. “Tell him, Mokuba.”
“I’m sorry, Nisama,” The young boy’s face was apologetic. “I never meant for you to duel him – You were supposed to be paired with m –“ He shut his mouth suddenly and turned red.
Kaiba turned an icy glare toward Pegasus. “Let’s get this over with.”
The Lemony Part: Kaiba’s P.O.V.
“XYZ-Head Cannon – Destroy Toon World!” The defeat was conclusive. A little mopping up of stray Duel Monsters, and he had won. Kaiba wondered why he felt certain déjà vu. Then it hit him: “I did this before. When you gave me the Blue Eyes Shining Dragon –“ Pegasus gave him a sweet smile. “You bastard – You set me up!”
“Me?” Pegasus looked shocked.
“It’s just like when I dueled Varon.” Kaiba pursued his thought. “Any time things get too predictable in a duel with you, something goes wrong.”
Pegasus laughed. “Kaiba-boi when will you learn? Any time you’re IN a duel with me, something goes wrong! Now, come to Papa –“ Clad only in a pair of bright purple undershorts, he spread his arms wide and grinned at him. “Come show me what you’ve got –“
Kaiba looked around wildly. “Mokuba, make this problem go away!”
“I’m sorry, Nisama,” the boy’s voice came from the back of the crowd. “You had to forfeit before the duel was over –“
“Forfeit!” Kaiba spluttered, “I never forfeit!”
Pegasus laughed again. He was lying, now, on the big bed at the center of the stage. He patted the spot next to him, giving Kaiba a suggestive leer. “Neither do I,” he said. Reluctantly, Kaiba sat down on the bed. “And I always win.”
Kaiba took off his shoes. “How is this winning?” He undid his shirt and dropped it on the floor. “You’re bottoming – I heard you never did that.” He took off his pants. Pegasus leaned back against the pillows and eyed him appreciatively. He did not answer.
“Why’d you do it?” Kaiba asked him. Pegasus looked at him. “You were going to have me either way – Why set it up so you’d lose?”
“You’re more fun when you’re winning.”
Kaiba studied his opponent: Looked him up and down, from the smug smile, half hidden by his long hair, down to his crossed ankles and idly moving toes. “Oh, this won’t be FUN, Pegasus.” He gave a short laugh. “Not unless your definition of fun is even weirder than I think it is.” He dug through the bag of goodies and held up what he wanted.
“A paddle.” Pegasus gave a forced laugh. “You want to play Ping-Pong, Kaiba-boi?” The paddle was ridged. It looked very hard. “Spanking! You think that’s so horrible?” His laugh was almost convincing this time. He eyed the round piece of wood in Kaiba’s hand.
Kaiba jerked his head toward Pegasus’ undershorts. “Take ‘em off.”
Pegasus cast another glance at the paddle. “Fun being in charge for once, Kaiba-boi?”
Kaiba patted his lap. “Bend over.” Reluctantly, Pegasus positioned himself over his knee, his skinny white butt pointed upward. Kaiba raised the paddle high. “This one is for Duelist’ Kingdom!” He brought it down with a resounding “thwack!”
“Is that the best you can do?” Pegasus sounded as if he was talking through gritted teeth.
“And this one –“ Kaiba raised the paddle again “Is for stealing my brother’s soul!” Another good whack. “And for putting him in a dungeon!” Pegasus’ butt was very pink now. He brought the paddle down fast, and repeatedly. “And for every time you’ve mocked me – And humiliated me – And made me a laughingstock…”
“Ow!” Pegasus put in mildly, “That last one hurt!” It ought to have. His butt was an angry red all over now, with the outline of the paddle clearly visible in several places.
“Serves you right.” Kaiba set the paddle aside. “Lie down.”
“Do I have to?” Pegasus rubbed his butt, a rueful expression on his face. “Right now?” Kaiba looked at the spot next to him on the bed. “There?” He sounded a little desperate.
Kaiba nodded. “I never do it doggie-style.” He mounted, giving Pegasus’ sore butt a good smack, as he positioned himself. “This one –“ He entered – Unprepared, Pegasus let out a sharp cry. “THIS one is for making me wash all those goddamn dishes in your kitchen!” He took Pegasus roughly, satisfying himself with no thought for the other man’s pleasure It was very satisfying, and, for once, Pegasus had absolutely nothing to say.
Intro: Croquet’s P.O.V.
“Mai and Anzu – Well, that was interesting.” Pegasus’ indifferent tone belied his words. He turned a page in his manga and continued reading. “Can’t say when I’ve been more fascinated in the past –“ He glanced at his watch. “Oh, in the past 15 minutes, at least.” He turned another page. “Well, now that that remarkable interlude is over, Croquet, who do you think they’ll have up next?”
His bodyguard did not answer. There was no need. All of Master Pegasus’ questions were rhetorical. He stood behind his chair, studying the smooth silver head, bent over the comic. Who would the chirpy blonde call next? He was signed up to duel himself. A thought came into his head, and he felt a surge of hope: Maybe this would be his turn; and maybe he’d be paired with…
“It’s time now to announce our next two duelists –“ The perky girl’s voice came over the loudspeaker. “Pegasus J. Crawford –“ Pegasus raised his head at the sound of his name. “You will be paired today with…” Funny, there hadn’t been a drumroll when she announced Mai and Anzu. The drummers must just have arrived. Croquet listened as intently as his Master. “With Kaiba Seto!” He heard the sharp intake of Pegasus’ breath. His posture was alert now, as he scanned the assembled duelists for his opponent.
“Huh – Figures!” Croquet looked around, and saw Dinosaur Ryuzaki, talking to Insector Haga. “Naturally, they’d have to go and put the two guys with the most clothes up against each other.” He gave a perverted snigger. “Match won’t go long enough for either of them to get naked.”
“Shoulda been me with Pegasus –“ Haga sounded disappointed.
Croquet turned and watched, as Pegasus put out his hand and greeted Kaiba with a charming smile.
“You –“ Kaiba did not shake hands.
“What a delightful pairing!”Pegasus’ smile widened. “Did you arrange it this way on purpose, Kaiba-boi?”
Kaiba stared at him. Mokuba signed me up for this –“ He found his brother in the crowd. “Tell him, Mokuba.”
“I’m sorry, Nisama,” The young boy’s face was apologetic. “I never meant for you to duel him – You were supposed to be paired with m –“ He shut his mouth suddenly and turned red.
Kaiba turned an icy glare toward Pegasus. “Let’s get this over with.”
The Lemony Part: Kaiba’s P.O.V.
“XYZ-Head Cannon – Destroy Toon World!” The defeat was conclusive. A little mopping up of stray Duel Monsters, and he had won. Kaiba wondered why he felt certain déjà vu. Then it hit him: “I did this before. When you gave me the Blue Eyes Shining Dragon –“ Pegasus gave him a sweet smile. “You bastard – You set me up!”
“Me?” Pegasus looked shocked.
“It’s just like when I dueled Varon.” Kaiba pursued his thought. “Any time things get too predictable in a duel with you, something goes wrong.”
Pegasus laughed. “Kaiba-boi when will you learn? Any time you’re IN a duel with me, something goes wrong! Now, come to Papa –“ Clad only in a pair of bright purple undershorts, he spread his arms wide and grinned at him. “Come show me what you’ve got –“
Kaiba looked around wildly. “Mokuba, make this problem go away!”
“I’m sorry, Nisama,” the boy’s voice came from the back of the crowd. “You had to forfeit before the duel was over –“
“Forfeit!” Kaiba spluttered, “I never forfeit!”
Pegasus laughed again. He was lying, now, on the big bed at the center of the stage. He patted the spot next to him, giving Kaiba a suggestive leer. “Neither do I,” he said. Reluctantly, Kaiba sat down on the bed. “And I always win.”
Kaiba took off his shoes. “How is this winning?” He undid his shirt and dropped it on the floor. “You’re bottoming – I heard you never did that.” He took off his pants. Pegasus leaned back against the pillows and eyed him appreciatively. He did not answer.
“Why’d you do it?” Kaiba asked him. Pegasus looked at him. “You were going to have me either way – Why set it up so you’d lose?”
“You’re more fun when you’re winning.”
Kaiba studied his opponent: Looked him up and down, from the smug smile, half hidden by his long hair, down to his crossed ankles and idly moving toes. “Oh, this won’t be FUN, Pegasus.” He gave a short laugh. “Not unless your definition of fun is even weirder than I think it is.” He dug through the bag of goodies and held up what he wanted.
“A paddle.” Pegasus gave a forced laugh. “You want to play Ping-Pong, Kaiba-boi?” The paddle was ridged. It looked very hard. “Spanking! You think that’s so horrible?” His laugh was almost convincing this time. He eyed the round piece of wood in Kaiba’s hand.
Kaiba jerked his head toward Pegasus’ undershorts. “Take ‘em off.”
Pegasus cast another glance at the paddle. “Fun being in charge for once, Kaiba-boi?”
Kaiba patted his lap. “Bend over.” Reluctantly, Pegasus positioned himself over his knee, his skinny white butt pointed upward. Kaiba raised the paddle high. “This one is for Duelist’ Kingdom!” He brought it down with a resounding “thwack!”
“Is that the best you can do?” Pegasus sounded as if he was talking through gritted teeth.
“And this one –“ Kaiba raised the paddle again “Is for stealing my brother’s soul!” Another good whack. “And for putting him in a dungeon!” Pegasus’ butt was very pink now. He brought the paddle down fast, and repeatedly. “And for every time you’ve mocked me – And humiliated me – And made me a laughingstock…”
“Ow!” Pegasus put in mildly, “That last one hurt!” It ought to have. His butt was an angry red all over now, with the outline of the paddle clearly visible in several places.
“Serves you right.” Kaiba set the paddle aside. “Lie down.”
“Do I have to?” Pegasus rubbed his butt, a rueful expression on his face. “Right now?” Kaiba looked at the spot next to him on the bed. “There?” He sounded a little desperate.
Kaiba nodded. “I never do it doggie-style.” He mounted, giving Pegasus’ sore butt a good smack, as he positioned himself. “This one –“ He entered – Unprepared, Pegasus let out a sharp cry. “THIS one is for making me wash all those goddamn dishes in your kitchen!” He took Pegasus roughly, satisfying himself with no thought for the other man’s pleasure It was very satisfying, and, for once, Pegasus had absolutely nothing to say.