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Seto Baby: A Valentines Fic	By : NihilEtNemo Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 2191 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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This is dedicated to Gritz... My muse. During one conversation, she gave me 17 and a half ideas for fics. This was the first one I wrote. ^_^
A Valentines Fic
(Idea #11):
Seto-baby

Seto groaned as he began to
awaken, stretching his arms over his head. The blanket, he noticed vaguely, had been kicked to the foot of the bed at some point during
the night.

�Good morning,� he heard, and slowly
opened his eyes, letting them rest at the foot of the bed for a moment before
sliding up to see the face of his lover above him.

�Morning,� he said with a slight
yawn.

Yami didn�t reply, and Seto
looked at him again, eyebrows furrowing slightly in confusion as he noted the
distinctly predatory glint in those red eyes.

�Yami?� he asked, letting his
arms finally relax.

�Happy Valentines Day,� Yami
said, leaning over him. Seto froze immediately.

�Oh� no��

Yami smirked. �Oh yes, my yummy
koi.� He placed one hand on the bed on either side of his shoulders and leaned
down t kiss him, not touching him with any other part of his body.

Yami was a normally insatiable
lover. Seto was often forced to put his foot down when
he had an important meeting the next day or was too tired� because he didn�t
think he had ever seen his lover get tired of sex. And
ever since he had learned of Valentines Day�

�You aren�t getting out of this
bed today, Seto-chan��

He knew that Yami was being quite
serious. He had one more chance of escape, though�

�Yami, please, I have to work
today,� he said, struggling weakly. �I�ll be home tonight��

�No,� Yami said, kissing his
neck, �you don�t have to work today. Mokuba can take care of anything
important, and the rest will wait for you to return��

He was sunk.
He may as well give in. Especially, he knew, when he
heard the small click and looked up to find that Yami had cuffed his hands to
the bed over his head with a pair of pink, rosy, padded handcuffs.

�I�m stuck, aren�t I?� he said in
defeat.

Yami grinned. �Yeah, baby, you�re
stuck.� He kissed him again, then pulled away. �But
before anything else, I think I�d better get you cleaned up��

�Cleaned�?� Seto pulled himself
up to look at his body. His eyes widened a little when he found himself naked
and smeared all over with something thick and brown. �What is this, Yami?�

The spike-headed spirit raised a
bottle of Hershey�s chocolate syrup from where it had been
discarded on the bed, then smirked and tossed it to the floor. �You look
good enough to eat, Seto-baby�� He lowered his head and licked slowly from his
bound lover�s stomach, over his chest and up his neck.

Every trace of Seto�s resistance
faded away as he gave a shuddering moan, his head falling back. It was
positively embarrassing how sensitive he was to being touched� or licked.

With every path traced over his
skin, an electric jolt shot down his spine and straight to his chocolate-coated
member. In this way, Yami cleaned his chest, flicking his tongue sensually over
his nipples and pulling them lightly with his teeth in turn. Seto was breathing
heavily, his eyes closed and his head resting limply against the pillow, his
pale skin flushed. Yami smiled softly, looking at him for a moment. He looked absolutely beautiful.

Then he resumed his task, drawing
his tongue down his sculpted arm, nibbling lightly at the inside of his wrist.
The brunet�s breath hitched and a strangled moan escaped him; his wrists were
especially sensitive, and Yami had no problem using this against him.

�Please�� he heard Seto gasp. He
smiled slightly against his wrist and kissed it lightly before proceeding to
ignore his plea and turn his treatment to the other arm. He could taste the
clean spicy taste of Seto through the chocolate � he had made certain not to
cover him too thickly, of course � and it was now beginning to become tainted with the salty sweat that was making him
glisten in the early-morning sunlight streaming through the windows. The sight
was gorgeous.

Seth moaned and arched his back
to give his taught stomach more contact as Yami trailed his tongue down his
body again. With a small smile, he licked the tip of Seto�s arousal� clean of chocolate in one clean swipe,
pulling back swiftly to let him buck into empty air with a gasping moan. He
smiled a little and Seto whimpered so cutely. He loved when Seto-chan begged
him�

�Come on, my pretty Blue Eyes��
he murmured. �You know you want it�� It amused him,
how Seto could so fervently deny him, then so completely give in� then again,
he�d always been that way, even in Egypt. Whatever he felt, he felt it
with his whole being�

Seto shook his head,
his lips pressed together, his cinnamon hair sticking to his sweaty neck. Oh
yeah, he did want it. He just didn�t want to say it. Yami was okay with that; it was only a matter of time.

However, nothing said he couldn�t
be cruel in the meantime. He breathed softly cross the needy, now-cleaned tip,
then ignored it and began to clean off Seto�s legs, working his way slowly down,
cleaning his thighs thoroughly and paying just enough special attention to the
sensitive skin on the inner side to get another pleading groan from his koi.

And now
Seto was a harshly-breathing, whimpering mass of hot uke-flesh as his legs were
cleaned. It was almost unreal, how beautiful he looked�

�Seto-baby�� he said quietly. �Gods, I love you��

Seto�s only response was a quiet
moan as he pulled against the handcuffs, his surely aching arousal stand stiffly,
begging for attention. Yami contemplated him for a moment before finally
obliging. He swiftly wrapped his mouth around the dark flesh of his lover�s
cock, getting a strangled moan as Seto tried blindly to thrust his hips upward.
Yami firmly held them down, moving at a languid pace nothing like the furious pace
he was dying to set.

Seto moaned loudly, desperately,
trying to buck his hips upward as Yami slowly cleaned the rest of the chocolate
off him, drawing back at last with a satisfied sigh.

�There you go, koi,� he said
then. �All nice and clean.� He released the brunet�s hips and sat back,
watching him squirm as he opened his eyes.

�Yami�� Seto panted, trying to glare
and only managing to look desperate.

The ex-spirit cocked his head. �Yes,
Blue-Eyes?�

�Yami, please��

�Well�� Yami pursed his lips,
assuming a thoughtful air. He managed to watch Seto without seeming to, and had
to smile at he blatant need he saw on his face. �I
suppose you did ask nicely.�

His lover�s face flooded with
relief and gratefulness, but instead of returning to him, Yami leaned over the side
of the bed, giving Seto a lovely view of his ass in the process.

�What are you doing?� Seto demanded, a strangled note in his voice. �Yami, you said-�

�Shush,� he told him, sitting up
again on the bed, holding the previously discarded container of chocolate. Seto
eyed it, though Yami wasn�t certain if he was eyeing it warily or expectantly.
Either way, he ignored him and squeezed a pool of it into his hand, smirking up
at Seto as he dropped it off the side of the bed again and smeared the thick
substance in his hand over his own aching manhood. Gods, he needed him. Badly.
Even his own, now-lubricated, touch was almost enough to send him over the edge
and end it right here. He couldn�t do that, though, of course; that would make
him less than perfect, and the King of Games was not less than perfect at
anything.

He crawled up over Seto�s body to
give him a hard kiss, the brunet beneath him returning it with as much passion
as he got. He slid one chocolaty finger inside of Seto�s willing body, but the
young CEO pulled his head back breathlessly.

�Yami, don�t�� he said. �Gods, Yami, just fuck
me!�

Yami groaned and pulled his
finger back � how could he refuse such an eloquent request?

�All right, koi,� he said
quietly, carefully positioning himself before he began to push forward. If it
were anyone else, he would expect to be hurting him, but not his koi� Seto moaned,
letting his head fall back, in absolute bliss.

He paused for a moment to let Seto
adjust, but his koi was having none of it and tried to push himself down on him.
Yami smiled a little and held him still, helping him wrap his legs around his
waist and holding his slim hips with both hands. He began a rhythm that he
thought wouldn�t be too much for his lover, just fast enough that he wanted
more and slow enough that he didn�t immediately lose it.

Seto moaned again and tightened
his legs. �Faster, Yami�� he pleaded, and of course
Yami obeyed. He would no more refuse to give Seto something he wanted than he
would Yugi.

Seto�s back arched beautifully upward,
his head tilted back. Perhaps Yami had been too good with his mouth; he was
close already. And gods, he looked beautiful�

�Open your eyes, koi,� he said quietly, leaning over him, and Seto immediately did, looking
up at him with lust-clouded sapphires. Yami met his eyes and was lost in them
for the moment before he leaned down to kiss him.

Seto moaned into it, his mouth
opening immediately for him and submitting entirely to his kiss. It was sexy
how he didn�t even fight it� He moaned a little at he
surprisingly sweet taste of his koi, his priest, his dragon�

Seto moaned and pulled away with
a deep gasp. �Yami�� he moaned loudly, then screamed
it out as his back arched once more and he spilled his orgasm over the pharaoh�s
stomach. Yami gasped out his Seto�s lovely name and came inside of him.

It was a solid five minutes
before Seto stirred, and Yami was resting on top of him, regaining his breath
finally.

�Can I go to school now?� Seto asked
calmly, still handcuffed to the bed.

Yami looked down at him and
smirked.

�There�s still seventeen hours of
Valentine�s Day left, koi��
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