a collision of color and expression

10/10/05(A/N: My first time writing on this site so don’t be too mean. And I will try my hardest to not be OOC I hate that…so enjoy)

(Disclaimer I do not own Yugi-oh or any of the characters in that show)

This wasn’t the first time Seto Kaiba was having an affair. In fact it wasn’t the second either. The number of how many times he’d been disloyal to his wife slipped his mind. Neither of them cared for one another the only reason for their wedlock was to ensure more money for both parties. Unfortunately in public they were Japan’s sweethearts. The most time he’d spent with Miki was at their wedding six years previous. Sometimes he had to really think about it…he was really married. However it didn’t feel as though he truly bound to this woman legally. And she to him…but his marriage wasn’t the one he always thought a matrimony to be. Quiet naturally his ‘needs’ were not met. Thus establishment his affairs. Not that any of those bimbo women could fill his desires anymore than his neglecting wife, but he had to do something to keep his mind off her and work. He even hated to admit that he was in desperate want for sex in general. There were times when the female body repulsed him. But the domestic and luscious form of another man forced outburst after outburst.

He somewhat laughed at his own fickleness. And how that very quality in women was what made him retreat. But coupling with another man was way too risky for his business and popularity with Miki. So for the duration of his affairs, he’d decided, would be with only women. Yet this frustrated him. These days all women wanted was a relationship and to talk. Enough talking! He was completely sick of talking. That’s what he did all day. Well for the most part. As president of Kaiba Corporation he had to make several speeches or explanations as to why other smaller companies should subdued and connect with his. That was the whole point of his affairs. Was to get away from the talking and begin with the fucking. At lest now he didn’t have to worry about Jonouchi,Anzu, Honda and most of all Yugi. Miki had decided she hated the city Seto lived in. So they moved shortly after their courtship.

But Miki wasn’t here tonight. Seto almost cried himself a river when the thought of Miki being one more second near him. She had left for some photo shoot or something. It didn’t matter he made it a point not to make it his issue. As long as she was far away from him. But Miki’s absence did have a price. In order for her father to give every last penny to Kaiba Corp, Seto was forced to throw these ridiculous parties. Welcoming other companies to explore the world of Kaiba Corp. That was the generous way of saying that ’I’m much richer than you so get smart quick and align with my company’ . But he honestly didn’t care about any of these people. He could defiantly survive without their money, what little they had. However as Miki’s father always said ‘Better to make small allies then big enemies’. He scoffed at the old man’s words. How could someone be so damn foolish he wondered.

After sipping his last ounce of wine he noticed that one of the American representatives was pointing in his general direction. Behind the man was a woman. The two of them waltz over to Seto. As he found it in his best interest to “Make small allies”.

The man looked back at the woman. Asking her something in English and she nodded. “Kom-bbbaann-wwhha Kaiba san” He glanced behind him again. “Did I say it right?” She once again nodded and extended a hand to Seto. It was then he realized that the man was attempting to speak Japanese.

“Goshinestsu o makoto ni arigato” She spoke it much better than he. This woman had thanked him for the kindness. Seto guessed she was referring to allowing strangers in his home. “Dozo yoroshiku Seto Kaiba”

“Nice to meet you too” He said. Noticing the shorter man continue to look back and forth between the two. Lucky for them her husband couldn’t understand a word they were saying. “And you are?”

She smiled and replied “I am an American. This is my husband. He wanted to speak to you about merging companies” She motioned over the man that had found another importance and left the two to communicate.

“How fascinating” He mumbled with sarcasm. “I asked who are you…your name?”

She blushed a little but answered quickly “Jenny. I hope I speak Japanese well enough”

He nodded in agreement. “Excellent.” Seto had met several Americans. And he wasn’t too fond of them or their futile attempts to speak his language. But she almost seemed a master at it so he gave her an exception. His attention fell on her eyes. So green, emerald jewels twinkling out of her. Yet they held something deep, knowledge he assumed. But all the same a mystery dwelled within her stare. As though she wanted to learn more. About him and his country. “Do you want to really tell me why your husband and you are really here?” Her smile dropped but only for a moment. Her radiance was distracting him the more he looked at her.
“His company is going into bankruptcy” Somehow she didn’t seem too upset about the whole situation. Most wives he’d ‘spoke’ to were flipping out that their husbands were going to be poor if he didn’t do something to help them. But not she. This Jenny person was almost indifferent about her spouses failure. Excepting that he didn’t know how to run his company and that she would move on. Or at least that’s the vibe he received.

“Forgive me for asking but you don’t seem to be upset about your money crisis”

Another curve came to her succulent lips “Crisis? Nah, money is money. I honestly couldn’t care less” His opinions on this woman quickly went from slight admiration to idiocy on her part. Care less? About money? Who ever heard of such a girl? However it would be nice for once, to have a woman want him for his body or just him. But not his bank account. Perhaps that’s what attracted him. For being short she did have a full set of breast. Having the dress grab them perfectly in a tight manner. As though the dress itself was the very skin attached to her body. Now was as good of time as any to ’show her around’ the house.

“Perhaps you’d like to see the rest of the house.” He held out a hand hopping that’d she understand his meaning and this wasn’t some embarrassing ordeal. And that for some deranged reason she loved her husband and would not accept his offer. Alas though Seto Kaiba had a strange sense of luck.

A sigh of relief “I would love to see your house”

Seto’s POV
I’m not sure how this all happened. So fast it seemed at first. But once Jenny and I stumbled into one of the guest rooms everything slowed down again. Which I was grateful for. She had a wicked tongue that kept my senses thrown the whole time we were together. In seconds I was half naked and mystified by it all. Something puzzled me though, she clung to me. As though she were terrified to let go while in the dark. I let it as a passing thought, most women had to be ‘connected’ with their lover. Even if it was for a short time. So I allowed her to embrace me in this new fashion. The way she kissed was different too. It wasn’t fast and hard but slow and passionate. Like she was savoring me. I liked it.

All the same though she seemed a bit embarrassed with her dress off. Not because of her bareness but that both of us could smell her arousal. Not a bad aroma but…I suppose it reviled too much for her taste. I held on to her waist and fell backwards. Trusting my better judgment and landing on the bed. She stopped, everything the kissing and touching and just stared at me. The silence…for once frightened me.
“Nani?”

“I just…wanted to look at you”

“Naze?”

“Because…” Ending the silence with the collision of our lips. Again it was that slow motion that I now had grown a strong liking to. I griped her hips and motioning for her to remove the rest of her garments. My eyes had to adjust to the darkness around me. Since for the first several minutes they were closed. But I didn’t need to see, she was pretty much taking control of the situation. And for the first time in a long time I was not appalled by the female figure. She gave me a feeling that I really wanted more. Just by her movements and the gestures toward me. Like I was really a human and not some expensive fuck toy. Now it wasn’t just her arousal that was evident. She arched her back and sat up. Straddling me with both legs on either side of me. “You’ll like what I give…”

I smiled “Yeah” Usually at this point the sex was over. But it hadn’t even begun with her and I, the more I thought of us departing the more I dread it. Simply for the physical sensation. Her hips started a rocking motion. Slowly creating a friction that burned at my stomach and down more. And with each thrust she gave forward, her entire torso made a rolling motion. Snake like how she kept it going. She leaned down to my level. First just resting her forehead on mine…then dipping her head and capturing our mouths again. She really like the kissing. But then so did I. I fisted a bundle of her hair in my hand and silently pleaded for her to continue with her previous actions.

This time she wrapped her arms around my neck. Pulling her body against mine in a up down movement. My head was back. All I could see was the ceiling. This woman was keeping me hard all alone. Yet another difference in my sex life with women. Sitting up a bit more she pulled me in an rising position. The moment raced passed me when she’d exchanged our stance. Laying herself down and forcing me be on top so to speak. I was confused for a moment but allowed it to occur and continue with our ambition.
I lowered myself closer to her body and made my grindings to her more powerful. The first time she bucked into me. As though she hadn’t expected it. Her arms draped around my shoulders and pulled me closer. I wanted to be.

Jenny’s POV
He held a force I never thought existed in a man. One that drove me to switch our posture. There was no space between our bodies anymore. Only small gaps when his body lifted and came down again. At a rapid pace his speed increased. Not only speed but power. Pounding into me with a surge of a combination of lust and passion. His breathing almost as fast as the grinding he was giving me. One slam right after the other. No more gaps. We moved as a solid being. Yet there was a smooth transition with his body to mine. Despite our viscous colliding. I didn’t want to stop but I felt his member leaking out fluids indicating his cuming. I contributed to the last thrust and both of us….came.

Unlike most of my affairs this wasn’t awkward afterwards. I slanted my head to the side, as to move the hair out of my eyes. His eyes were closed and neck exposed to me. What a shame he had such pretty eyes. One could get lost in such a collision of color and expression. His breathing returned to a normal pace and almost silent. I leaned down and lightly kissed each of his closed eyes. It startled him at first but I suppose out of courtesy allowed me to.

His voice rose “Do you do this to all of your lovers?”

I cocked a smile when his eyes opened “No, I don’t consider them lovers anyways” I laid down on his chest, my head just under his chin. His arms came around my shoulders and held me there. “Is this a normal routine with your lovers?” It was quiet for a while. My index finger traced around a some what muscular build he had. In fact it went perfect with his sliming appearance. “Well” I inquired “Do you?”

“No. I guess I don’t. Can you answer me something?”

I twisted my head so I could face him. “Sure”

“Why do we do this?”

“Fuck around?” He nodded. “I’m not sure…maybe…well the reason I do it is because I’m bored and because Keith is horrible in bed”

“Keith? That’s his name?”

I slid a hand to cup his jaw, situating myself closer to him “So why do you do it?”

Seto grunted and said “I hate Miki. And I’ve never slept with her. And have no intentions to do so”

It wasn’t long before I found myself dressed and out of Seto’s embrace. He opened the door for me several people still held wine glasses and associated with each other. None of them noticed either of us exiting the room. “So…are we doing this again?”

“Again?”

“Yeah…if you don’t want to I understand”

It was a while before he answered “Your husband…he will need a translator with him. Come back if you feel inclined.” I went to join the others in their mingling, suddenly Seto grabbed my arm “But don’t come looking for a relationship”

“I was going to say the same thing”

(A/N: How’d I do?)