Interncest

He's lying on his back with his feet in the air on top of this huge desk, this giant desk; he knew you could get desks that big; nii-sama's is probably a few inches bigger even, but it doesn't have a full-color picture of Funny Bunny painted on it. Anyway, his ass is sprawled, he thinks, right around where Funny Bunny's cartoon paws are. And his pants ae lying in a pile with his shoes in the middle of Pegasus' carpet.

And Pegasus is kissing him. "You're not going to tell your brother, are you," he says, lifting his head just for a minute.

Mokuba pulls him back, wet mouths, tongue against tongue; their teeth rattle together, and he's too eager to even care. "I could," he says, running his tongue over his bruised lips, "it's called sexual harrassment when you fuck your intern, isn't it?"

"When your intern's 16," Pegasus says, nuzzling the hollow of his throat, "I think it's called something else as well." He finds one of his nipples, and bites at it, sucking insistantly, until Mokuba starts wriggling again underneath him.

"Fuck me," as he squirms on the big desk, trying to bring their bodies closer, "give me something, I can't stand this."

Pegasus sucks the other one a little. "Say it," he tells Mokuba, "promise me."

"Okay, okay," he'd promise anything right now, he never knew his body could want anything as bad as he wants this. "I won't tell him, all right?" He gasps. "I promise I won't tell nii-sama."

"Mmm, good." Pegasus takes him in his mouth, and he almost comes right then. Sucking at him; he jerks around some, and grabs at Pegasus' hair.

"Ohgodohgodohgod..." He arches his back. Only his butt and his shoulders are touching Funny Bunny now. "I'm gonna come!" A minute later he has, and he feels Pegasus going inside him.

And at first it hurts, but then he starts to get into it. There's places in there, places he didn't know about; when Pegasus touches them, he's erect without even thinking about it. And he touches himself. And Pegasus keeps moving inside him. He's pretty sure they come together, but things are too confused by then for him to be sure.

"There's a sofa," Pegasus says. He stands up, brushing messy silver hair back into place with his hand. "You can rest for a little while if you'd like, you don't have to go back to work right away." He's already fastening his pants. Considering what just happened, it's amazing how fast he's tidy again.

Mokuba stands up. His own hair is in his eyes, but when isn't it? And his clothes are rumpled, but when aren't they? He gives Pegasus a grin. "I don't need to." Pulling pants back on, his legs shaky; he's Kaiba Seto's brother, what else is he going to say?

"And you won't tell your brother?"

At the door, he turns and nods. "I promised, didn't I?" He won't break his promise, at least he doesn't think he will. Nii-sama doesn't care, he doesn't want Mokuba. Because if he did, if it were worth telling him what he and Pegasus were doing, well then he wouldn't have been here in the first place, would he?