Brothel
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
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Yu-Gi-Oh › Yaoi - Male/Male
Rating:
Adult ++
Chapters:
6
Views:
4,454
Reviews:
11
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.
Brothel
I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh. Except if the voices in my head say I do.
“My children?” Pegasus smiles, as he ushers him in. “You’d like to see them?” Laying one hand on his shoulder, very casual, as he brings him into the sitting room, “but you’ve just gotten here.” He’s standing very close; Seto can smell the scent in his hair. “You must be tired; wouldn’t you like to sit down?” He smiles pleasantly, and the ruffle on his sleeve tickles, as he brushes the hair off Seto’s face.
Seto turns away. “You had a boy last time I was here, a blond…” *A skinny thing, with nervous brown eyes; he took his off clothes before you told him to.*
“Oh, he’s gone, I’m afraid.” Pegasus’ voice is apologetic. “I sent him to visit another gentleman. Would you like to wait?” He has his arm around Seto’s waist and his lips barely graze his neck. “You liked him, didn’t you” His arm tightens. “He liked you too.” He kisses his neck again, longer this time. “He said he’d never been with a gentleman who was kinder than Mr. Kaiba.”
His breath is warm; Seto can smell the wine he’s been drinking. “You lie,” he says. “He begged me to stop." *The whole time you had him, he kept begging…But he let you do what you wanted.*
“Some people like to beg.” Seto is on the sofa now, Pegasus’ arms around him. “You made him happy.” Sliding his jacket off his shoulders, hands running along his back, “he wants you to ask for him again. All my boys do.” He pulls away, as Pegasus kisses him.
“I have his sister,” Pegasus says, working at the knot of his cravat, “she’s only 15.” He undoes it, and the collar falls open. “No one’s had her, Mr. Kaiba; you’d be the first.”
Seto feels his erection growing. “You’re a liar.” He thinks about pale young bodies, both children at once, maybe, in a darkened room. *No one ever asks about screams in Seven Dials.*
“Do you want them Mr. Kaiba?” His hand drops to the bulge in Seto’s pants, and he smiles. “I think you do,”
“You’re filthy, a whoremonger…”
Pegasus laughs. “Ten shillings for the boy, Mr. Kaiba.” Undoing his pants, he takes Seto’s erection in his hand. “A pound for the girl, because it’s her first time.” He bends, touching his cock lightly with his tongue. “And something nice for the man that’s selling them of course.” He licks the tip, just for the barest moment. “That’s always part of my price.”
They say you can buy anything from Pegasus – Seto heard he sold a dead body to a man once, then sold it again, to the medical students, when he was done with it. He speaks politely, and he smiles; and if you give him what he asks for, he’ll take you to see the children afterward, and you can take your pick. Seto hasn’t regretted doing business with him yet.
“My children?” Pegasus smiles, as he ushers him in. “You’d like to see them?” Laying one hand on his shoulder, very casual, as he brings him into the sitting room, “but you’ve just gotten here.” He’s standing very close; Seto can smell the scent in his hair. “You must be tired; wouldn’t you like to sit down?” He smiles pleasantly, and the ruffle on his sleeve tickles, as he brushes the hair off Seto’s face.
Seto turns away. “You had a boy last time I was here, a blond…” *A skinny thing, with nervous brown eyes; he took his off clothes before you told him to.*
“Oh, he’s gone, I’m afraid.” Pegasus’ voice is apologetic. “I sent him to visit another gentleman. Would you like to wait?” He has his arm around Seto’s waist and his lips barely graze his neck. “You liked him, didn’t you” His arm tightens. “He liked you too.” He kisses his neck again, longer this time. “He said he’d never been with a gentleman who was kinder than Mr. Kaiba.”
His breath is warm; Seto can smell the wine he’s been drinking. “You lie,” he says. “He begged me to stop." *The whole time you had him, he kept begging…But he let you do what you wanted.*
“Some people like to beg.” Seto is on the sofa now, Pegasus’ arms around him. “You made him happy.” Sliding his jacket off his shoulders, hands running along his back, “he wants you to ask for him again. All my boys do.” He pulls away, as Pegasus kisses him.
“I have his sister,” Pegasus says, working at the knot of his cravat, “she’s only 15.” He undoes it, and the collar falls open. “No one’s had her, Mr. Kaiba; you’d be the first.”
Seto feels his erection growing. “You’re a liar.” He thinks about pale young bodies, both children at once, maybe, in a darkened room. *No one ever asks about screams in Seven Dials.*
“Do you want them Mr. Kaiba?” His hand drops to the bulge in Seto’s pants, and he smiles. “I think you do,”
“You’re filthy, a whoremonger…”
Pegasus laughs. “Ten shillings for the boy, Mr. Kaiba.” Undoing his pants, he takes Seto’s erection in his hand. “A pound for the girl, because it’s her first time.” He bends, touching his cock lightly with his tongue. “And something nice for the man that’s selling them of course.” He licks the tip, just for the barest moment. “That’s always part of my price.”
They say you can buy anything from Pegasus – Seto heard he sold a dead body to a man once, then sold it again, to the medical students, when he was done with it. He speaks politely, and he smiles; and if you give him what he asks for, he’ll take you to see the children afterward, and you can take your pick. Seto hasn’t regretted doing business with him yet.