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Compensation	By : DarkTemptations Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Compensation 1/8

Author: Dark Temptations

Beta: Vash is my Angel

Rating: NC17

Summary: Seto Kaiba has it all. Or does he? The powerful CEO is harbouring a little secret but when he gets his dearest wish, will he finally have it all or will there still be something he needs?

Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Yugioh or any of its characters. You can tell that's true because the males remain mostly dressed throughout the series and Joey never pounces Seto *sobs*.

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Dark Temptations Presents

Compensation

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Seto Kaiba had it all. Money. Power. Renown. A reputation for ruthlessness that left other businessmen sweating and shaking whenever they had to deal with him. A billion dollar corporation with rising stocks and excellent future prospects. A younger brother who adored the ground he walked on. Staff and employers who quivered in fear when he glared at them and went about their work as quietly and as efficiently as possible so as not to garner his disfavour.

Yes, Seto Kaiba had everything.

He knew it too. The knowledge of how powerful and important he was made him stride wherever he went with his head held high, a cold glint in his eyes and a permanent sneer twisting his lips. Everyone was beneath his contempt and he made no effort to hide that fact. To him, it was common sense, not rudeness or arrogance. After all, how could anyone be his equal when he had so much more than anyone else?

It was good to be Seto Kaiba.

Or at least, that was what Seto tried to tell himself as he stood, frozen in horrified shock, just inside the partly open door of the supply closet. Outside, the two men who had just unknowingly succeeded in making the most cold-hearted businessman in Domino City go pale, faint and shaken, laughed over their conversation and parted company, returning to their duties.

When he was certain they were gone, Seto released the breath he had been holding. It came out in a soft sound that might have been a whimper, but of course Seto Kaiba never whimpered. He didn't sway slightly as if he was about to collapse either.

Telling himself he had just had a slight dizzy spell, most likely as a result of skipping lunch to work on his latest merger plan, the brunette gave himself a minute to take some deep breaths and try to calm his racing heart. Satisfied that he was able to return to his office without making a fool of himself and fainting on the way, he opened the door wide and exited the tiny closet.

As he headed back to his office, he tried to ignore the fact that his legs felt as if they were made of lead and every step seemed to be the last one he would be capable of taking. In contradiction to that, his head felt as if it was stuffed full of cotton wool. Even his senses were dulled. Normally, Seto took smug pride in the way his employees scurried out of the way with nervous glances in his direction, whenever he strode through the halls of Kaiba Corp. That day he didn't notice a single one of them.

Passing through his outer office, Seto had just enough presence of mind to mutter a curt order to his secretary for her to hold all his calls before he opened his office door and entered the room. As he closed the door to his sanctuary, he restrained himself from leaning back against it. Forcing himself to keep moving, the brunette crossed to his desk and sank into the comforting leather of his chair. He took a deep breath and then reached for his pen, intending to ignore the thoughts nudging at the edge of his consciousness and return to the document he had been making notations on.

It was only when his searching hand came up empty that he remembered why he had gone to the supply closet in the first place. His pen had broken and, feeling the need for a small break after working for ten hours straight, he had impulsively decided to go to the supply closet himself instead of sending his secretary.

As if that memory had been the signal, all the other memories he had been trying to suppress suddenly burst free. The images swirled in his mind with the force of a hurricane and the onslaught made Seto feel more than a little ill. With a low groan, he lurched to his feet and stumbled into the small bathroom adjoining his office. One of the many perks of being the CEO.

Although the splash of water on his face made him feel a bit better, the images remained in his mind. Resting his hands on either side of the basin, Seto looked into the mirror and frowned as his eyes met those of his reflection. "Of course they do not know the truth. Do not be ridiculous. It was merely a comment made in jest."

Even as he spoke, he wondered why, if he was so sure it had been no more than an offhand comment, he still felt the need to reassure himself on that point.

The scene played out again in his mind, but he didn't try to stop it. He had been too horrified to think when it had happened and so he had been unable to give it his usual thorough analysis.

While Seto had been in the supply closet looking for a box of pens, two of his employees had met just outside the door. He had tuned out their discussion of the project they were working on, but his attention had been caught when their conversation had turned to the latest incarnation of the Duel Disk system. It was the most advanced and complicated version yet, and one that Seto was very proud of, but apparently the two men didn't see it in the same light.

One of the men had said that he didn't see why the system had to be so large and complex when it was for nothing more than a 'child's game'. Seto had been so incensed at that statement, he had almost missed the other's response. If only he had... But the man's chuckle had caught Seto's attention just before he spoke.

"Maybe he's compensating for something."

The words rang through Seto's mind and he caught himself gripping the edge of the sink so tightly his knuckles were white. Forcing himself to relax, the brunette bowed his head. A few deep breaths made him feel calmer, but perhaps he had taken them a little too quickly. It would explain why he suddenly felt a bit light-headed.

He watched his hand move towards the front of his navy slacks with some surprise. Had he told it to move? It felt as if he was merely watching his body rather than wilfully moving it, although some part of his mind that was still functioning told him that was not the case.

The zipper rasped loudly in the stillness of the small bathroom as it was lowered. His hand dipped inside the opening, but he did not need to see to know what was happening. He heard the familiar rustle of his satin boxers being moved aside and then his hand reappeared, holding the one thing that Seto despised beyond anything else in his life, aside from his late adopted father. It was a secret he guarded so closely that the mere suggestion of anyone else knowing was enough to make him suffer as near to a panic attack as he ever had.

He glared down at himself, hating the sight of what he considered to be nature's mockery of his importance. As always though, his anger faded as his consciousness acknowledged the sensation of his hand against his bare skin.

Almost against his will, his hand began to move. The short strokes were frustrating, but they were all he could manage. As he rubbed his palm over his shaft, the tips of his fingers stroked the two sacs beneath it, drawing a soft moan from deep in Seto's throat.

He shifted, widening his stance and bracing himself with his unoccupied hand against the sink, as his stroking became firmer. Faster.

He moaned again, a little louder although he was careful not to make too much noise. His office was not soundproof and the last thing he wanted was for his secretary to overhear him. Gossip about that sort of thing could ruin a man's reputation.

Considering how often he had used such gossip to his advantage, Seto knew that all too well.

Something else he knew well was the tightening in his groin that heralded his release.

Seto closed his eyes and allowed the hot flash of his pleasure to overtake him. He trembled as his shaft twitched, moaning softly as he felt something warm and wet spurt onto his hand. He kept his eyes closed, allowing himself a minute to recover. Then he took a deep breath.

Focusing solely on the physical feel of his manhood, Seto lightly traced his hand over it. He felt it stir and knew it was time to end this ridiculous charade. Opening his eyes, he looked down. As always, disappointment flooded through him, erasing the last traces of his arousal.

He did not normally think of his hands as being overly large, but seeing his shaft almost eclipsed by the hand holding it often made him want to reassess that point. He knew better, though. Facts were facts and the fact in this case was as simple as it was aggravating to him.

His shaft was a pitiful four inches in length.

During the years since he had entered puberty and realised that he was not growing as he should have been, Seto had tried everything to make his shaft larger. He had covered it with creams, used enlargement devices and tried out four different kinds of vacuum pump. He had even swallowed his pride and, under an assumed name, gone to see a specialist about it. The only thing he had not considered was surgery.

Although the expense was negligible to him, Seto knew that the details would leak to the press and there was no way he was exposing himself to the scorn and derision that would cause. Not to mention that Mokuba would also likely be victimised because of it.

As much as he hated being so small, he was not going to put his and Mokuba's lives under such public display just so he could stop ordering padded underwear from his tailor.

Still... there were times when he wondered what it would be like to be larger.

Mentally cursing himself for wasting time when there was work waiting to be done, Seto tucked himself back into his pants, then efficiently cleaned up the evidence of his 'work break' from where it had splashed on the sink and floor.

As he washed his hands, he eyed himself in the mirror, a defiant gleam in his eyes. "I do not know which is worse, that my employees are wasting company time with idle chatter or that I allowed that chatter to get me into such a state." He scowled, his irritation rising and restoring the logical reasoning that seemed to desert him whenever he thought about this particular matter. "After all, it is not as if thinking about it is going to change anything."

He nodded to his reflection, satisfied with his train of thought. "Wishing never gained me anything. Everything I have was earned through hard work."

Seto smirked and lifted his chin, staring proudly at himself in the mirror. "I am Seto Kaiba. I have everything I have ever wanted or needed. My size is unimportant to me and I refuse to allow it to dominate me in any way. I shall never think any less of myself for something that I cannot change."

Stating it aloud made him feel a little better, but he decided to go one step further. "I shall state it once and then put it out of my mind completely. It is because I have never admitted to my failing that it has such power over me."

That made an astonishing amount of sense to Seto. He wondered why he hadn't thought of it before.

Taking a deep breath, Seto locked gazes with his reflection and smirked. "I wish for my penis to become one worthy of my power and position." His voice held all the sarcasm he felt.

Seto's smirk became a wince as a sudden heat flared in his groin. He doubled over, clutching at the sink to keep himself standing as intense pain shot through him. Groaning, he fumbled one-handed with his zipper, desperate to find out what was causing his agony. His clumsy touch only made the pain worse though and darkness began to encroach on his vision.

As he collapsed to the floor, Seto's last conscious thought was that his pants had never felt so tight before.

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