Fantasies | By : Fallenangelz Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Het - Male/Female Views: 7944 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter Twelve
What.
The.
Fuck.
Kaiba frowned as he and Rose looked at the wreckage that was once Rose’s apartment, taking his cell phone out of his pocket and dialing for the police. After giving the dispatch operator the details and address, Kaiba carefully put his arms around a furiously screaming Rose. “That fucking son of a bitch is going to die!” Rose screamed as she fought against Kaiba. “I don’t let my brothers go through my shit and get away with it, and that fucker sure as hell isn’t going to survive going through my shit!”
“Easy, Rose. You can’t kill him without worrying about the police.” Kaiba said calmly as he turned her, pressing her head against his chest while she screamed her anger.
She was afraid, he knew, and her fear was projecting itself as anger. He wondered briefly for a moment if it was getting sad that he could tell the difference between sadness, anger, and fear in the woman. Each projected itself with violent fits so to the untrained eye, he knew that it appeared that she was just violent by nature.
The brunette was grateful when the police showed up ten minutes later, but not as grateful as he was that Rose had stopped screaming threats about two minutes ago. “Better ask permission before your men go looking around.” Kaiba warned the detective. “I just got done listening to her screaming about how no one goes through her things without permission.”
“I trust that you’ll cooperate with us on this, Miss Williams,” said the detective with a solemn look.
Rose glared at him for a moment before answering, “If you can find the bastard that destroyed my apartment, I’ll give you permission to search my fucking underwear and keep a souvenir.”
Kaiba rolled his eyes before answering, “She’s being serious about the finding the culprit, joking about the underwear.”
“I pity you, son.”
Yeah, it seemed that the rest of the world did too. He just didn’t get why. Meh, oh well, it didn’t matter that much.
It was well past midnight by the time they had gotten the woman’s apartment straightened out again. While the woman’s furniture had suffered considerable damage, nothing was destroyed that she wasn’t willing to fix. On second thought, Rose had simply decided on throwing out the ruined clothes and buying new ones when she went shopping for a new mattress.
Thank any God that she hadn’t pissed off that it was now Saturday. That mean that she’d have time to go shopping for new work and casual clothes (and maybe put one or two dresses in her closet despite the knowledge that she wouldn’t willingly wear them) and spend Sunday hunting for a new apartment.
The young woman groaned at the idea of spending an entire day looking at clothes, trying to find some that actually fit her personality. Her eyes flickered over to an old white t-shirt that was torn in several places and had stains across the shoulders. Ah, such good memories with that one. How it had gotten torn was anybody’s guess, but she knew that the only reason why it was going out was because somebody had actually finished shredding the shirt and remembered how it had gotten the stains. The stains, she fondly remembered, had come from the one time she had dyed her hair. Of course, that had lasted only a week before she shaved her head.
The reason between that action was a mystery to her, but she had a feeling that it had been an impulse and she had wanted to piss somebody off. But who had she wanted to make mad? Had to be her mother, she had always been controlling before all three of her kids towered over her and began legally driving around. After that, the woman had kept trying to control her kids’ every move but it would always be three against one so she kept losing battles.
Shrugging, she tossed the shirt in a trash bag before tying the bag. Grabbing a second bag, she went out to the living room where her lover (dare she say “boyfriend?”) was sitting on the ruined couch, beginning to doze off. “What do you say that we just go back to your place?” Rose questioned. “My bed’s gonna need replacing cause there’s no way in hell that I’m sleeping in anything that’s been exposed to urine, shit, and semen.”
Kaiba opened one eye and looked at her for a moment before answering, “You sleep in my bed well enough and there’s usually semen in the sheets.”
Rose looked at the brunette for a moment before answering, “That’s because by the time there’s semen in the sheets, it’s dribbled out from between my legs. Now, if you don’t mind, I want to get some sleep before I go shopping for new clothes and a new mattress tomorrow.”
Sleep did sound good and there was no way in hell he was going to sleep on a ruined couch. Pushing himself up, Kaiba took the woman’s hand. “Let’s go then.” Kaiba answered as they left the apartment.
Pausing long enough to lock the door behind them, the two soon found themselves outside waiting for the limo to take them back to Kaiba’s.
Within ten minutes they were in the car and headed back to the mansion. “Do you want your own room or do you want to share?” Kaiba questioned finally.
“Share,” came the automatic response. Hey, just because she got violent when experiencing an emotion that she didn’t like didn’t mean that she didn’t like to snuggle when she was stressed.
Kaiba nodded slightly as he led the woman to his bedroom, quickly retrieving a t-shirt for her to wear. His eyes focused on the woman as she accepted the shirt before she began stripping. Damn it, why did she have to be so damn attractive?
As if sensing his thoughts, Rose smiled innocently at him. “I thought we were going to go to bed.” Rose purred softly as she moved towards him.
“We are.” Kaiba confirmed as he took the woman into his arms. “We’re just not going to go to sleep right away.”
Lips crashed together in a battle for dominance, Rose’s fingers gripping Kaiba’s shirt tightly before she attempted to work the buttons free. Deciding that he could easily have the buttons sewn back on, Kaiba gripped his shirt tightly before tearing it loose, the buttons hitting the floor.
The two fell onto the bed, Kaiba gripping the woman’s hips tightly as she roughly ground against him. He’d have a snowball’s chance in Hell if he even considered taking control, deciding that it’d be more fascinating to have the woman take control. Besides, he could have one of his personal fantasies taken care of while she worked through her annoyance in a safe, not too violent manner.
Their lungs began to scream for air, forcing the two to pull apart. “Clothes. Off. Now.” Rose ordered as she took her bra and panties off.
Kaiba lifted his hips as he undid his pants and frowned when he realized that Rose had only left his boxers on. He knew full well that this wasn’t part of his fantasy, but he kept quiet. Part of him wanted to know exactly what Rose had in mind for him and from the look in her eyes, he’d soon find out.
He hissed slightly, feeling his erection growing harder as the woman lightly raked her nails over his chest. There wasn’t enough pressure to leave any marks, but it was enough pressure for her nails to bite his skin. “Try to leave marks.” Kaiba whispered huskily.
Rose roughly shoved her lips against his, grinding herself against his erection. She could feel the fire in her lower abdomen growing, her mind growing hazy as she dug her nails into the man’s chest.
Through the haze in her mind, an idea came to the woman. Forcing herself to stop, she slowly got off of him before kissing him quickly. “I’ll be right back,” she whispered with a smile, her eyes still holding lust as she quickly threw a t-shirt on. “Don’t move.”
“Where are you going?” Damn it, he wanted her to keep going so he could fuck her! What in the hell was she doing?
Kaiba frowned as he waited for a few minutes and just as he was ready to get up and drag the woman back into the room, she came back with a few of their toys. Ah, so that’s where she had gone. “I take it that you have a plan tonight.” Kaiba said with an excited look.
“Mm hmm.” Rose answered as she put a candle down on the nightstand, lighting it quickly before looking at him. “Curious?”
“Moderately.” Kaiba eyed the sharp knife, wondering what exactly she was planning on doing with that. They had only played with that knife twice and that was when they were trying to get a rather violent fantasy out of the way and to scrape chocolate and peanut butter from the woman’s body.
A chill went down the man’s spine as Rose brushed her lips against his, feeling her fingers tangle themselves in his hair. His hands went to the woman’s hips, his nails digging into her soft flesh. Kaiba tried to keep the woman’s lips against his own when she began to pull away, but found himself being pushed back down onto the bed.
Kaiba watched with eagerness as Rose removed the t-shirt that hid her body, his mouth watering as he watched her breasts. His eyes flickered to the candle, watching as the woman picked it up. Something told him what she was going to do with the candle and he felt himself grow more aroused with anticipation.
A hiss left his lips as she dripped candle wax onto his skin, his fingers gripping the woman’s hips tightly. He closed his eyes, feeling her blow softly on the hot wax in an attempt to cool it down. His breath caught in his throat as he thrust his hips up, his erection brushing against the woman’s ass.
Rose bit back a gasp as she peeled the wax off of Kaiba’s skin, admiring the pink marks left behind. Lightly licking the pink marks, Rose blew on them before lightly scraping the knife’s blade against the pink skin. She wouldn’t cut him, but that didn’t meant that she wasn’t willing to let the blade scrape against his flesh.
After all, he had done the same thing to her minus the wax. He had chosen to use melted chocolate and put peanut butter over her nipples so he could scrape the combination away with the knife. Gods, her body had been hypersensitive since that fantasy and her nipples still tingled slightly from the memory. “Watch me,” Rose whispered as she put the knife on the nightstand and crawled off of the man. “No touching yourself or me unless I say.”
Kaiba sat up and watched hungrily as Rose laid down, her fingers lightly tracing her folds. His fingers itched to start pumping his erection as he watched the woman’s fingers disappear into her own depths, a soft moan leaving her lips as her hips moved against her fingers. “Mmm, Seto…” Rose moaned, her eyes closed as she threw her head back.
Damn it, he wasn’t going to last much longer if she kept teasing him. “Please, Rose.” Kaiba groaned, moving so he could watch better. “Let me fuck you.”
“Ah!” The woman’s hips bucked sharply, her fingers glistening with her juices as she pulled her hand away from her opening.
Lazily looking at him with a lustful look, Rose offered her slick fingers to the man. Kaiba opened his mouth and took each to the digits into his moist cavern, sucking the woman’s fingers clean of her essence. Slowly pulling his mouth away from her fingers, Kaiba looked at the woman. “Let me fuck you,” he repeated for a second time.
“Then what are you waiting for? A written invite?” Rose challenged lightly.
She squealed with laughter as Kaiba tackled her, pressing her against the bed as he roughly spread the woman’s legs. “Thank God…” Kaiba groaned as he pushed into the woman, feeling her heat around his shaft.
Soft cries filled the room as Kaiba thrust into the woman, enjoying the sounds that left her mouth with each thrust. He groaned as Rose dug her nails into his shoulders, thrusting harder into her with each cry that left her lips. They were both getting close, he knew, so he had to make this last just a little while longer without slowing down or stopping.
The brown-haired man’s teeth sunk into the woman’s shoulder as she arched against him, screaming her pleasure while he released his seed into her womb. As they untangled themselves from each other and blew out the candle, Kaiba couldn’t help but smirk as he looked at the bruised and bleeding mark on the woman’s shoulder. She was now his forever and no force on earth would be able to take her away from him.
He’d make sure of it.
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