Wedding Bells
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Wedding Bells
Title: Wedding Bells
Author: Sprinkles
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Seto/Katsuya, Katsuya/Mai, Seto/OC
Beta: Rroselavy
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don't own the Yu-Gi-Oh cast, but I shamelessly borrow the boys for entertainment.
Summary: When Kaiba gives, he expects to receive.
--=--=--
“You are too generous, Mr. Kaiba!”
Seto Kaiba nodded to his companion, one of Kaiba Corp.’s employees. The twenty-one year old corporate president forced a polite smile onto his face as the older man continued to ramble, fervently wishing the other would leave so that he could finish his purpose. He glanced at the door a few feet further down the hall.
“I mean,” the obviously tipsy man continued, impervious of his boss’ thoughts. “To graciously offer to pay for your secretary’s entire wedding. I have judged you wrongly, Mr. Kaiba. Who couldn’t love a boss like you?”
“Yes, of course. If you’ll excuse me, I have a few more preparations to take care of. Please take advantage of the full, complimentary bar set up in the ballroom down the hall and to your left.” The brunette watched as the other man scurried off at the mention of free alcohol. As soon as he was alone in the corridor, Seto turned and stalked towards his original destination.
Silently, Kaiba entered the groom’s room, locking the door behind him. His eyes raked over the occupant, who was standing by the wardrobe across the room. Katsuya Jounouchi had just pulled on black trousers over his slim hips, and was reaching for a crisp white shirt.
Muscles shimmered under tan skin along the blonde’s naked back, causing a wave of lust to sweep through Seto’s body; the blue-eyed man wondered if he would ever stop craving the other. The lanky teenager Jounouchi had once been had matured into a piece of eye-candy that caused men and woman alike to take notice. Broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist and powerful legs led to a tight ass. Shining golden-blonde hair fell into warm, brown eyes above high cheekbones and lips that were almost always pulled back into a dazzling smile. The way Jounouchi talked, walked, and carried himself demanded the attention of those around him. His presence was overpowering, yet soothing. Since he had hired Jounouchi as his secretary, Kaiba had witnessed how the man could command the respect of the board members and secure their support through his efficiency and organizational skills.
Yes, indeed, Jounouchi was a catch for anyone.
Stepping up quietly behind Jounouchi, Seto settled his hands on the blonde’s hips and drifted his lips across the exposed sun-kissed skin of Jounouchi’s neck, tasting the warmth emitting from the silky skin. “Jounouchi,” he murmured as he flicked his tongue out to taste the salty residue of sweat and the faint hint of the soap Jounouchi had used for his shower earlier that day.
“Kaiba.” Seto frowned when his name was breathed like a troublesome sigh rather than the pleasurable, contented way it should have been. He delicately bit the supple flesh and suckled it into his mouth before releasing it and blowing cool air across the wet surface. This time, his actions drew a small moan from the shorter man. Smirking, Kaiba nibbled on the outer rim of Jounouchi’s ear as his hands started to push off the pants Jounouchi just pulled on.
“No!” hands caught his own and stopped his progress. “I don’t have time for this.”
Seto refrained from growling in frustration, tugging at the hands holding his own captive. “What’s the matter with you? You’ve never denied me before and it’s been a month since the last time we did it.”
“I’m getting married in a less than an hour, so kindly keep your hands and dick to yourself, thank you very much.”
Snarling at Jounouchi’s blatant dismissal, Seto hooked his foot around Jounouchi’s ankle and swept the blonde’s feet out from underneath him, forcing him to the ground and pinning him there so that Jounouchi’s face was pressed into the carpet, his arms held behind his back by one of Kaiba’s own large hands, his ass thrust into the air. Seto quickly yanked down the pants that hid the prize he desired.
“There’s still time,” Seto purred as he popped the button to his tuxedo’s pants and lowered the zipper, freeing his stiff cock from its cloth prison. “You don’t have to go through with the wedding.”
“Fuck you, Kaiba. I love Mai.”
Seto reached out and lightly traced his fingers along the curve of Jounouchi’s ass. He delighted in the sharp inhale. “You may believe you’re in love with her, but you want me.” The brunette cupped Jounouchi’s dangling sacs and half-hard member as proof. “This is what you want. Call it off.”
“God damn it, you fucking bastard!” Jounouchi shouted, his voice muffled by the carpet. “I said no!”
“I could take care of you. You know that. You’d want for nothing.”
“To play pandering mistress to you for however long it took for you to be tired of me? I don’t think so, Kaiba. Let go of me. I’m sure your *wife* is looking for you.”
Kaiba snorted in disbelief at the mention of his supermodel slut of a wife caring for anyone other than herself. “Midori’s too focused on seducing the bartender into her bed for the night and getting drunk off those ridiculous apple martinis she adores.”
“Just because your marriage is an utter failure and you’re forced to find company in others’ beds doesn’t mean that I will. I’m getting married and I refuse to be unfaithful. I’m through with you.” Jounouchi began his thrashing anew when he felt a wet finger tracing his entrance. “This is rape, Kaiba. I haven’t consented!”
Kaiba chuckled, “Actually, you consented to this the moment your greedy, wife-to-be accepted my money and signed the contract. I paid for this entire wedding, and now you’re paying me back.” Kaiba cut off Jounouchi’s objections by slipping two spit-covered fingers past the puckered ring. The brunette marched sipping kisses and small nips up Jounouchi’s back as he worked the fingers in deeper. He pumped them quickly, crossing them when he entered, twisting and scissoring them on the way out, dragging the tips along the inner walls, wanting to be surrounded by that heat as soon as possible.
Jounouchi cried out when one of the fingers drifted over his prostate, whimpering and arching into Kaiba’s hand. The brunette worried the protruding nub, reducing the previous complaining blonde to a mewling pile boneless mush. Smirking in triumph, Seto removed his fingers and spit on his hand. He lazily pumped his aching member, spreading the mixture of spit and precum, as he teased Jounouchi’s twitching entrance with the head.
“Please.” Jounouchi begged shamelessly.
“Please what?” Seto purred as he pushed the bulbous head past the ring of muscle, but no further. “What do you want, Jounouchi?”
“Please, please give it to me. Just fuck me. *please*.”
That was all Seto needed to hear. He tightly gripped Jounouchi’s hips and snapped his hips forward, fully seating his cock in Jounouchi’s ass and drawing a chocked scream of both pain and pleasure from the blonde. Panting lightly, Seto waited for Jounouchi to adjust to the intrusion and to grain control of himself as well as the other’s inner muscles clenched around him. Not long after though, Kaiba withdrew to the tip and slammed back in to the tight channel, the slap of skin echoing through the room. Jounouchi clawed at the floor and matched the fast, animalistic pace Seto had established. The brunette growled in pleasure as he pounded into the man beneath him, heat quickly pooling into the base of his stomach.
Reaching underneath, Kaiba gripped Jounouchi’s straining member and gave a few, harsh jerks before Jounouchi was crying out and spilling his essence across the floor and Kaiba’s hand. Feeling his orgasm being forcibly milked from him as Jounouchi’s muscles clenched almost impossibly tight, Seto drove into the blonde a few more before his balls tightened and he emptied himself deep in Jounouchi’s ass.
Together they collapsed and lay panting on the floor for a few minutes until Seto slipped from Jounouchi’s ass with a wet ‘plop’ and stood on rather shaky legs. He crossed over where a box of tissues were sitting and cleaned his member off as well as straightened his clothing before making his way over to where Jounouchi was sitting. He tangled his fingers into the sweaty blonde hair and tilted the head up so that he could claim Jounouchi’s lips in a possessive kiss.
“You’re mine. Never forget that, Jounouchi,” Seto whispered when he broke the kiss. He quickly strode for the door, pausing before leaving. “Oh, congratulations on your wedding. I wish you luck.” Kaiba smirked as the door shut behind him and he made his way to the main reception area. It was all about give and take. He gave the money to make this wedding happen, and took Jounouchi’s body as repayment, as specifically stated in the contract the happy couple signed mere days prior. Yes, it was all about give and take.
Author: Sprinkles
Rating: NC-17
Pairing(s): Seto/Katsuya, Katsuya/Mai, Seto/OC
Beta: Rroselavy
Spoilers: None
Disclaimer: I don't own the Yu-Gi-Oh cast, but I shamelessly borrow the boys for entertainment.
Summary: When Kaiba gives, he expects to receive.
--=--=--
“You are too generous, Mr. Kaiba!”
Seto Kaiba nodded to his companion, one of Kaiba Corp.’s employees. The twenty-one year old corporate president forced a polite smile onto his face as the older man continued to ramble, fervently wishing the other would leave so that he could finish his purpose. He glanced at the door a few feet further down the hall.
“I mean,” the obviously tipsy man continued, impervious of his boss’ thoughts. “To graciously offer to pay for your secretary’s entire wedding. I have judged you wrongly, Mr. Kaiba. Who couldn’t love a boss like you?”
“Yes, of course. If you’ll excuse me, I have a few more preparations to take care of. Please take advantage of the full, complimentary bar set up in the ballroom down the hall and to your left.” The brunette watched as the other man scurried off at the mention of free alcohol. As soon as he was alone in the corridor, Seto turned and stalked towards his original destination.
Silently, Kaiba entered the groom’s room, locking the door behind him. His eyes raked over the occupant, who was standing by the wardrobe across the room. Katsuya Jounouchi had just pulled on black trousers over his slim hips, and was reaching for a crisp white shirt.
Muscles shimmered under tan skin along the blonde’s naked back, causing a wave of lust to sweep through Seto’s body; the blue-eyed man wondered if he would ever stop craving the other. The lanky teenager Jounouchi had once been had matured into a piece of eye-candy that caused men and woman alike to take notice. Broad shoulders tapered to a narrow waist and powerful legs led to a tight ass. Shining golden-blonde hair fell into warm, brown eyes above high cheekbones and lips that were almost always pulled back into a dazzling smile. The way Jounouchi talked, walked, and carried himself demanded the attention of those around him. His presence was overpowering, yet soothing. Since he had hired Jounouchi as his secretary, Kaiba had witnessed how the man could command the respect of the board members and secure their support through his efficiency and organizational skills.
Yes, indeed, Jounouchi was a catch for anyone.
Stepping up quietly behind Jounouchi, Seto settled his hands on the blonde’s hips and drifted his lips across the exposed sun-kissed skin of Jounouchi’s neck, tasting the warmth emitting from the silky skin. “Jounouchi,” he murmured as he flicked his tongue out to taste the salty residue of sweat and the faint hint of the soap Jounouchi had used for his shower earlier that day.
“Kaiba.” Seto frowned when his name was breathed like a troublesome sigh rather than the pleasurable, contented way it should have been. He delicately bit the supple flesh and suckled it into his mouth before releasing it and blowing cool air across the wet surface. This time, his actions drew a small moan from the shorter man. Smirking, Kaiba nibbled on the outer rim of Jounouchi’s ear as his hands started to push off the pants Jounouchi just pulled on.
“No!” hands caught his own and stopped his progress. “I don’t have time for this.”
Seto refrained from growling in frustration, tugging at the hands holding his own captive. “What’s the matter with you? You’ve never denied me before and it’s been a month since the last time we did it.”
“I’m getting married in a less than an hour, so kindly keep your hands and dick to yourself, thank you very much.”
Snarling at Jounouchi’s blatant dismissal, Seto hooked his foot around Jounouchi’s ankle and swept the blonde’s feet out from underneath him, forcing him to the ground and pinning him there so that Jounouchi’s face was pressed into the carpet, his arms held behind his back by one of Kaiba’s own large hands, his ass thrust into the air. Seto quickly yanked down the pants that hid the prize he desired.
“There’s still time,” Seto purred as he popped the button to his tuxedo’s pants and lowered the zipper, freeing his stiff cock from its cloth prison. “You don’t have to go through with the wedding.”
“Fuck you, Kaiba. I love Mai.”
Seto reached out and lightly traced his fingers along the curve of Jounouchi’s ass. He delighted in the sharp inhale. “You may believe you’re in love with her, but you want me.” The brunette cupped Jounouchi’s dangling sacs and half-hard member as proof. “This is what you want. Call it off.”
“God damn it, you fucking bastard!” Jounouchi shouted, his voice muffled by the carpet. “I said no!”
“I could take care of you. You know that. You’d want for nothing.”
“To play pandering mistress to you for however long it took for you to be tired of me? I don’t think so, Kaiba. Let go of me. I’m sure your *wife* is looking for you.”
Kaiba snorted in disbelief at the mention of his supermodel slut of a wife caring for anyone other than herself. “Midori’s too focused on seducing the bartender into her bed for the night and getting drunk off those ridiculous apple martinis she adores.”
“Just because your marriage is an utter failure and you’re forced to find company in others’ beds doesn’t mean that I will. I’m getting married and I refuse to be unfaithful. I’m through with you.” Jounouchi began his thrashing anew when he felt a wet finger tracing his entrance. “This is rape, Kaiba. I haven’t consented!”
Kaiba chuckled, “Actually, you consented to this the moment your greedy, wife-to-be accepted my money and signed the contract. I paid for this entire wedding, and now you’re paying me back.” Kaiba cut off Jounouchi’s objections by slipping two spit-covered fingers past the puckered ring. The brunette marched sipping kisses and small nips up Jounouchi’s back as he worked the fingers in deeper. He pumped them quickly, crossing them when he entered, twisting and scissoring them on the way out, dragging the tips along the inner walls, wanting to be surrounded by that heat as soon as possible.
Jounouchi cried out when one of the fingers drifted over his prostate, whimpering and arching into Kaiba’s hand. The brunette worried the protruding nub, reducing the previous complaining blonde to a mewling pile boneless mush. Smirking in triumph, Seto removed his fingers and spit on his hand. He lazily pumped his aching member, spreading the mixture of spit and precum, as he teased Jounouchi’s twitching entrance with the head.
“Please.” Jounouchi begged shamelessly.
“Please what?” Seto purred as he pushed the bulbous head past the ring of muscle, but no further. “What do you want, Jounouchi?”
“Please, please give it to me. Just fuck me. *please*.”
That was all Seto needed to hear. He tightly gripped Jounouchi’s hips and snapped his hips forward, fully seating his cock in Jounouchi’s ass and drawing a chocked scream of both pain and pleasure from the blonde. Panting lightly, Seto waited for Jounouchi to adjust to the intrusion and to grain control of himself as well as the other’s inner muscles clenched around him. Not long after though, Kaiba withdrew to the tip and slammed back in to the tight channel, the slap of skin echoing through the room. Jounouchi clawed at the floor and matched the fast, animalistic pace Seto had established. The brunette growled in pleasure as he pounded into the man beneath him, heat quickly pooling into the base of his stomach.
Reaching underneath, Kaiba gripped Jounouchi’s straining member and gave a few, harsh jerks before Jounouchi was crying out and spilling his essence across the floor and Kaiba’s hand. Feeling his orgasm being forcibly milked from him as Jounouchi’s muscles clenched almost impossibly tight, Seto drove into the blonde a few more before his balls tightened and he emptied himself deep in Jounouchi’s ass.
Together they collapsed and lay panting on the floor for a few minutes until Seto slipped from Jounouchi’s ass with a wet ‘plop’ and stood on rather shaky legs. He crossed over where a box of tissues were sitting and cleaned his member off as well as straightened his clothing before making his way over to where Jounouchi was sitting. He tangled his fingers into the sweaty blonde hair and tilted the head up so that he could claim Jounouchi’s lips in a possessive kiss.
“You’re mine. Never forget that, Jounouchi,” Seto whispered when he broke the kiss. He quickly strode for the door, pausing before leaving. “Oh, congratulations on your wedding. I wish you luck.” Kaiba smirked as the door shut behind him and he made his way to the main reception area. It was all about give and take. He gave the money to make this wedding happen, and took Jounouchi’s body as repayment, as specifically stated in the contract the happy couple signed mere days prior. Yes, it was all about give and take.