Always the Same
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Category:
Yu-Gi-Oh › General
Rating:
Adult +
Chapters:
4
Views:
1,557
Reviews:
1
Recommended:
0
Currently Reading:
0
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Always the Same
Some of you may remember this story. I wrote it long ago before I got too busy to write anymore fan-fic. For you yaoi chicks, there is only mention of M/M sex...this is my story and my obsession for Seto Kaiba. For those of you also obsessed with Seto, deal with it. One may always dream...
***dream sequence***
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It’s always the same…
*** ***
I’m falling from a great height. The air is dark and cold. The sound of the wind whistling past my ears is the only sound I can hear. It’s hard to catch my breath so I make no sound as I plunge through the darkness. Suddenly, below me, a blinding flash lights up the darkness. I open my mouth…
*** ***
“NO!” I screamed as I sat up. The sheets pooled under my naked breasts. My lungs wouldn’t fill up with air so it was difficult for me to breathe. A hand reached over and touched my shoulder. I managed to shriek again.
“Was it the dream again, sweetheart?” Seto asked as he pulled me to his bare chest. Unable to answer, I simply nodded. I heard the pounding of his heart beneath my ear. I frightened him too, it seemed. I couldn’t figure out what to do with my hands, so I wrapped them around myself and tried to curl up in a ball. Concerned, Seto began to gently rub my back in an effort to calm me down. I snuggled into the comfort he offered me.
“I don’t understand,” his voice rumbled. “It’s been months since you’ve had the dream. Why now?”
My fingers uncurled from under my chin. They were wet. I touched me face and realized I had been crying. When was the last time I cried in my sleep? I simply couldn’t remember. I carefully reached up and placed two fingers on his lips to halt the words.
“Love me…please. I need you.” I whispered.
“I do, with all my heart. You know that,” he answered.
“No-love me. Help me forget.”
I reached up to cradle the face on the one man who saved me from myself. He had helped me find a part of my soul I had given up for lost long ago.
“What do you need me to do?” he asked.
“Help me forget again. When you take me in your arms, it’s easy.”
Seto looked into my eyes. He traced the tracks of my tears, frustrated because it was beyond his power to banish them. He leaned over and kissed my lips softly, repeatedly, until I opened my mouth to deepen the kiss. His hands were everywhere on my body as he traced the scars left behind from my old life. In spite of the scars and the past, he loved me anyway.
I felt as my body heated beneath his caresses. I felt the last residue of the dream fade as desire took over. I felt the familiar hunger overtake my senses, but it was more than a physical need. I needed more. His hands moved lower and lower until his fingers gently touched the core of my womanhood. I couldn’t stand it any longer.
I pushed Seto over until he lay on his back. I could see the evidence of his desire and how I had affected him. My hands glided across the muscular planes of his body until I reached his loins. I positioned my body above his and slowly impaled myself on him. No matter how many times I did that, the filling sensation was always intense. I rocked back and forth, changing the speed and the angle of his body to mine. The need for completion had built to a mind-numbing, soul searing ache that had to be shared. I leaned down and kissed his lips in an unspoken plea to finish with me. With one final thrust, I shuddered as my climax ran rampant with Seto not too far behind. I felt his release deep in my body and knew he was satisfied as well. I collapsed on top of him, the dream a distant memory for the moment.
“Feeling better?” he drawled as he moved my body next to his on the bed. Drained, I nodded without saying a word. Seto kissed the top of my head. He poured me a glass of water from the pitcher on the nightstand. I sat up and slowly drank the water until the glass was empty. I lay back down and Seto lovingly covered my cooling body with the sheets and blanket.
“Try to get a little more rest. We still have that appointment later.”
I sighed as I felt my lids grow heavy. I drifted off and remembered.
***dream sequence***
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It’s always the same…
*** ***
I’m falling from a great height. The air is dark and cold. The sound of the wind whistling past my ears is the only sound I can hear. It’s hard to catch my breath so I make no sound as I plunge through the darkness. Suddenly, below me, a blinding flash lights up the darkness. I open my mouth…
*** ***
“NO!” I screamed as I sat up. The sheets pooled under my naked breasts. My lungs wouldn’t fill up with air so it was difficult for me to breathe. A hand reached over and touched my shoulder. I managed to shriek again.
“Was it the dream again, sweetheart?” Seto asked as he pulled me to his bare chest. Unable to answer, I simply nodded. I heard the pounding of his heart beneath my ear. I frightened him too, it seemed. I couldn’t figure out what to do with my hands, so I wrapped them around myself and tried to curl up in a ball. Concerned, Seto began to gently rub my back in an effort to calm me down. I snuggled into the comfort he offered me.
“I don’t understand,” his voice rumbled. “It’s been months since you’ve had the dream. Why now?”
My fingers uncurled from under my chin. They were wet. I touched me face and realized I had been crying. When was the last time I cried in my sleep? I simply couldn’t remember. I carefully reached up and placed two fingers on his lips to halt the words.
“Love me…please. I need you.” I whispered.
“I do, with all my heart. You know that,” he answered.
“No-love me. Help me forget.”
I reached up to cradle the face on the one man who saved me from myself. He had helped me find a part of my soul I had given up for lost long ago.
“What do you need me to do?” he asked.
“Help me forget again. When you take me in your arms, it’s easy.”
Seto looked into my eyes. He traced the tracks of my tears, frustrated because it was beyond his power to banish them. He leaned over and kissed my lips softly, repeatedly, until I opened my mouth to deepen the kiss. His hands were everywhere on my body as he traced the scars left behind from my old life. In spite of the scars and the past, he loved me anyway.
I felt as my body heated beneath his caresses. I felt the last residue of the dream fade as desire took over. I felt the familiar hunger overtake my senses, but it was more than a physical need. I needed more. His hands moved lower and lower until his fingers gently touched the core of my womanhood. I couldn’t stand it any longer.
I pushed Seto over until he lay on his back. I could see the evidence of his desire and how I had affected him. My hands glided across the muscular planes of his body until I reached his loins. I positioned my body above his and slowly impaled myself on him. No matter how many times I did that, the filling sensation was always intense. I rocked back and forth, changing the speed and the angle of his body to mine. The need for completion had built to a mind-numbing, soul searing ache that had to be shared. I leaned down and kissed his lips in an unspoken plea to finish with me. With one final thrust, I shuddered as my climax ran rampant with Seto not too far behind. I felt his release deep in my body and knew he was satisfied as well. I collapsed on top of him, the dream a distant memory for the moment.
“Feeling better?” he drawled as he moved my body next to his on the bed. Drained, I nodded without saying a word. Seto kissed the top of my head. He poured me a glass of water from the pitcher on the nightstand. I sat up and slowly drank the water until the glass was empty. I lay back down and Seto lovingly covered my cooling body with the sheets and blanket.
“Try to get a little more rest. We still have that appointment later.”
I sighed as I felt my lids grow heavy. I drifted off and remembered.