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Love Shack
By : Hideki LaShae
Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male
Views: 5261 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. - Chapter List
Disclaimer:
All Yu-Gi-Oh! characters and references belong to their respective owners.
Story elements © Hideki LaShae. No money was gained in the writing of this
story. All songs used in reference belong to their respective owners.Love Shack
By
Hideki LaShae
Chapter Two
Seto sits
in a comfortable chair in the living room working on his laptop computer.Mokuba
steps into the living room with a bowl of popcorn and a soda. “Seto, what are
you doing?”“Scanning
Kaiba Corps financial records for signs of embezzlement,” says Seto.“That’s not
what I mean. It’s seven o’clock,” says Mokuba setting his snack on the table in
front of the couch.Seto
glances at the clock display on his computer before looking over at his little
brother. “So it is. What’s your point, Mokuba?”“Shouldn’t
you be getting ready to go to the club?”“Club? Oh,
you mean the Love Shack. I’m not going.”“Why not?”
asks Mokuba.“Why should
I? Hikari isn’t the person I thought he was. I’m never going back there again.
I’ll lay low, and in a few weeks I’ll find a new club to go to and a new dance
partner to be with,” says Seto, “It’s no big loss. Hikari is replaceable!”“Seto! I
can’t believe you just said that!” exclaims Mokuba, “Stop for a moment and
think! If the situation was reversed and Jou knew you were Yami… How would you
feel if you were sitting at the club right now waiting for him to come and he
never does?”“I’d be
happy…”“Like
hell!”“Mokuba!”
“Just
listen! You would be hurt if a person you knew and trusted blew you off for no
reason!” exclaims Mokuba, “I mean… how do you think you would feel if you took
time away from all your responsibilities to spend the day with me and I ditched
you in the first five minutes?”Seto closes
his eyes so he can’t see his brother. “I would ground you for life.”“Seto. I
understand if you never want to see Hikari again. And I know that you’re upset
and disappointed and maybe even hurt because Hikari turned out to be someone
you didn’t want him to be, but don’t hurt him like this! I understand if you
want to break off this relationship with Hikari, but do it clean!” Tears roll
down Mokuba’s cheeks. “Go there tonight! Tell him that you can’t see him
anymore, but don’t just leave him wondering!”Seto opens
his eyes and stares at his crying brother. His shock of hearing such intense
emotion shows on his face. He closes his laptop and sets it down beside him
before he moves to Mokuba and wraps his arms around him. He sits in the floor
and pulls Mokuba into his lap. “Why does this mean so much to you?”“I don’t
want you to hurt Jou! I don’t want you to hurt you!” exclaims Mokuba as his
tears soak into Seto’s shirt, “I want you to be happy, and being with Hikari
has done that!”“I’m not
going…”“But Seto,”
whines Mokuba.“Not until
you stop crying,” says Seto.Mokuba
tenses. He looks at Seto and wipes his eyes. “You’re going to the club?”“I’ll go
break up with him in person,” says Seto.Mokuba
wipes his eyes again. “You need to go get ready!”“Are you
okay?”“I’ll be
fine. Can I order a pizza?”“If it will
make you feel better, you can order a vegetarian pizza. I noticed you didn’t
eat your vegetables at dinner,” says Seto, “So if you order pizza, you have to
eat the vegetables.”“I will!
Thanks, Seto!” Mokuba smiles. “Now go get ready to leave!”Seto hugs
Mokuba before lifting him off his lap. “I’m just going to break things off with
him though. I’ll be back by ten so save me a slice of the pizza.”Mokuba
nods.Seto stands
and heads up to his room to change clothes and put on his disguise as Yami. He
easily and quickly puts on his black leather pants and red muscle shirt. It
takes him a few seconds longer to put on and button his black, and tattered to
be sleeveless, shirt. He notices that there’s an extra hole right over his left
nipple and the bottom has also unraveled a little so the red can be seen.Seto looks
at the tattoo on his left arm’s bicep, and he sneers. When he got the
Red-Eyes/Blue-Eyes Dragon yin-yang tattoo, the mutt didn’t have the Red-Eyes
Black Dragon card yet. He wasn’t even dueling yet, but now the tattoo reminds
him of the blond idiot instead of the balancing yin-yang it was intended to.Seto shoves
all thoughts aside and heads into his bathroom to put in his red dragon-slit
contacts, streak his chestnut hair with waves of blue-tinted hair gel that
leaves his hair disheveled, and apply the dark make-up to his eyes and lips. As
he looks at his reflection, he can’t help but wonder how the mutt didn’t
recognize him. He returns to his room to put on his most comfortable pair of
boots and his red leather palm gloves.Seto
removes the necklace that holds Mokuba’s picture and replaces it with a Gothic
cross. He heads down to the living room where Mokuba sits watching a movie.
“I’m leaving now, but I’ll be back soon. We’ll play a game if you’re not too
tired when I get back.”Mokuba
smiles weakly. “Okay.”Seto leaves
and climbs into his car.* * *
I twirl my
straw in the glass of ice I hold. Fourteen, I think as another song comes on,
I’ve sat here for fourteen songs, and you haven’t showed up yet. Are you
coming?From the
table where I sit, our usual table, I can clearly see the door. I’ll see you as
soon as you come in. That is if you do come. I’m beginning to wonder. I set my
glass down on the table and close my eyes as I feel tears starting to form.
Have I done something wrong? Have I displeased you? Did I wait too long? Have I
missed my only chance to kiss you?“Are you
waiting for someone?”I gasp and
open my eyes to stare at you. I smile as a tear escapes my eye.You slide
into the seat beside me and wipe the tear from my cheek. “I’m sorry I’m late.”“What took
you?”“I had to
drop my little brother off at a sleepover,” you say, “so I had to go way out of
the way to get here to you.”“At least
you’re here now,” I say as I lean up against you.You tense
up.“Do you
want to dance?”You stand
up and pull me to my feet. Your eyes move up and down my body and settle on my
new tattoo. You raise an eyebrow and gently stroke the area around the
sparkling crystals. “This is new.”I blush.
“It is. Do you like it?”“It’s
nice,” you say as you lead me to the dance floor.“So you
don’t like it.” I sigh. “That’s okay because it isn’t going to last long
anyway. It comes off with soap and water.”“I think it
suits you… your personality is brilliant like the sun. I do like it.”I wrap my
arms around you as we start to dance, and I smile. “Thanks.”Your hands
move across my bare flesh like they have done a thousand… no, a hundred
thousand times before, but the look on your face is different this time. It’s
like you’re memorizing every inch of my skin.I know you
like me silent, but I can’t help but moan a little as you touch a few
particularly sensitive places.“I need to
tell you something,” you whisper into my ear.I look into
your eyes, and I don’t recognize what I see there. I don’t waste time thinking
about it. I stretch up to press my lips to yours.Your entire
body tenses, and you grip my shoulders tightly.I pull out
of the chaste kiss with wide eyes. It was too soon! I think I messed up. I
think… I think I misconstrued our relationship. I start to pull away from you.
“I’m sorry, Yami!”“You should
be,” you say sternly, “If you’re going to kiss someone, you shouldn’t stop
half-way into it.” You pull me up tight against your chest and lower your mouth
to mine. You give me several small kisses before your tongue presses against my
lips.I
hesitantly part my lips, and I’m pleasantly surprised that your tongue doesn’t
invade my mouth.Your tongue
laps at my lips as you kiss me, and when I relax in your arms, you slip your
tongue into my mouth.I let you
lead in our kiss just as you always lead in our dance. I don’t fight your
tongue as you explore my mouth, but then you start to press against my tongue
and I take a more active approach to our kiss. I fight back until I force your
tongue back into your mouth. Then I pull away from your lips and pant heavily.You run
your hand through my hair and smile. “Let’s sit down.”I nod and
let you lead me back to our table. “What did you want to tell me?”You pause
before you slip into the seat with me. “You’re beautiful tonight, Hikari.”I smile and
nuzzle your neck with my face. I lay a light kiss over your pulse point.“This
outfit is very nice. Wear it again tomorrow,” you say.I blush and
nod.You pull me
back into another kiss, and I crawl into your lap to give you a better vantage
point. You pull away and smile. “My color looks good on you.”“Huh?”
“My lip
color… it’s rubbed off on you. You look good in burgundy.”“Quit
trying to make me blush, Yami,” I say hiding my face in your shoulder.“I’m not
trying, Hikari,” you whisper. One of your hands slips down the back of my
pants, and you squeeze the flesh.My eyes
widen and I gasp. “Too fast! Too fast!”You remove
both hands from my body with a hasty, “I’m sorry.”I take a
deep breath. “It’s okay.”“Maybe we
should return to the dance floor.”I climb
from your lap and we head back out to dance in each other’s arms.Three songs
later and your hands find their way to my skin once again. “Do you ever wonder,
Hikari, how our lives would be different if we had met somewhere else?”“I’ve
thought about it.”“Do you
think we could have been friends? Or do you think one of us would have been an
ass and we’d wind up enemies?” you ask.“We’d be
friends,” I say, “No matter what, we’d be friends.” I lean up to give you
several small kisses.“I may test
you on that one day,” you whisper before tilting my head to kiss my neck.I moan appreciatively.
“You smell
delicious.”“Maybe I’ll
let you eat me some time.” I blush beet red. “I can’t believe I just said
that!”You
chuckle. “You flirt like a shameless slut though your body moves like you’ve
never had a lover before. If I didn’t know you so well, I might take
advantage.”I snug up
against you. “I’m glad you know me then. Thank you, Yami, for being you.”You squeeze
me tight. “Why… why do you make me want to be something I’m not?”“What do I
make you want to be?”Instead of
answering the question, you tilt my chin and kiss me full on the lips, sliding
your tongue in my mouth when I part my lips for you. “I don’t think I could
live without these moments with you.”“Let’s sit
down.”You guide
me back to our table and sit down while pulling me into your lap.I snuggle
up to you and kiss your lips lightly. “Why did we wait so long to kiss?”“We were
both afraid to make the first move, but it was long overdue. I’m glad you
kissed me tonight.”I straddle
your legs and rub against your crotch as I slide up against you.You close
your eyes tightly and moan.I blush as
I realize just how aroused you are. I can’t help but giggle.Your eyes
snap open.“You’re
happy!” I kiss your lips. “I’d help you take care of that, but I think it’s
still too soon for that.”“A trip to
the bathroom would be nice right now.”I give you
a kiss as I climb off your lap. “I’ll be here waiting.”You stand
and head into the men’s room.I shift in
my seat to try to relieve my own arousal. I look down to see that I am
thankfully not coming out of my pants. I check my glass for a piece of ice but
I only find water. I see you step out of the rest room and walk towards the
bar. I don’t have to guess to know what you’ll be bringing back to our table,
so I just close my eyes and listen to the music.“I trust
you’re thirsty,” you say as you set two glasses on the table.I open my
eyes and stare at the two glasses as you sit down next to me. “A screwdriver
and a soda?”“Close.
It’s rum and cola. I thought that since you’ve made this night special, we
could try a new drink. We can take a taste, and if we don’t like it, we don’t
have to drink it. We still have our usual,” you say resting an arm over my
shoulders.I smile. Is
it too early to say I love you?You lift the
rum and soda to my lips, and I take a sip. Then you take a sip.“I like
it,” I say.“It’s
good.” You give me a kiss and a smile. “But I think it tastes better on you.”I blush.
“Can we drink them both?”“Only if I
get to drink my share from your lips…”“Wouldn’t
that get me twice as drunk?”“Possibly,
but you have my word that I won’t take advantage of you, and I will even drive
you home so you get there safely.”“Deal!”
You pass
the glass to me, and I start to drink. For every second sip I take, you pill me
into an open-mouth kiss and draw the liquid from my mouth. I’m feeling rather
adventurous by the time we finish both drinks.“Should we
dance now?”I crawl
into your lap and press my body up against yours. I hold you close and grind my
lower extremity against you as I whisper, “I’m happy! You make me happy.”Your eyes
rake over my body, and you blush. “We need to get you to the bathroom.”I slide
from your lap with a pout.You stand
and pull me to my feet and up against your chest. “Come on, Hikari. We’ll get
you into the bathroom to take care of that erection you’re sporting.”“Are you
going to take care of me?”“How about
I hold you while you take care of yourself?” you whisper.I pout, but
before I know it we’re in a stall in the restroom, and you’re nibbling on my
earlobe. I unbutton my pants and lower the zipper as quickly as I can.One of your
hands pets my hair while your other hand rubs my nipple with my shirt button.“Oh, Yami!”
I exclaim as I grab my erection and start to stroke it feverishly, “Fuck me,
Yami! Stick your deliciously big cock in my ass and fuck me into oblivion!”“Tomorrow.
If you can go all night without alcohol and you still want me to,” you whisper
as you start grinding against my clothed rear, “I will ram my dick into your
sweet ass so hard you’ll see stars until next weekend.”I moan
loudly as my release shoots forth from my body, and I turn around in your arms
with my now sated cock still hanging out of my pants. I smile when I see your
closed eyes so I kiss you. “Promise?”“You will
be sober when I fuck you. I will promise you that,” you say but you keep your
eyes closed, “Are you decent now?”“Yes.”
You open
your eyes and glance down for a brief second before clamping them tight again.
“Liar! You said you were decent!”“I think
I’m decent enough for my lover’s eyes.”“Fix your
pants.”“Help me,”
I plead.“You’ll be
angry with me later if I do. You’re drunk,” you say.“I’ll
forgive you.”You sigh,
but you blindly reach to my waist. You keep your eyes firmly closed as you
gingerly take my penis and tuck it back into my pants before zipping them
closed and fixing the button. Only once your hands are back at my waist do you
open your eyes.“Thank
you.” I kiss you again, inviting you to deepen it.You kiss me
for a long moment before pulling away and exiting the stall. You turn the water
on in one of the sinks and we wash our hands together.“Can we go
make out on the dance floor?” I ask.“We should
not have had that second drink,” you say, “Come on. A few songs, and I’ll take
you home.”I wrap both
my arms around your left arm and let you lead me out of the bathroom and onto
the dance floor. “Have I ever told you that I love your tattoo? These two
dragons are perfect together… the raw power of the Blue-Eyes and the sheer
loyalty of the Red-Eyes. If they were lovers, the Blue-Eyes would be dominate…
not because of the power difference but because the Red-Eyes would want so much
for his lover to be happy and content that he wouldn’t fight as hard. He would
give up control because he loves the Blue-Eyes with all his heart.”“Really?
What else do you have to say about these two dragons?”“The
Blue-Eyes is possessive. If any other dragons would come near the Red-Eyes,
he’d chase them away,” I say as I cuddle up to you, “He loves the Red-Eyes too,
just as much as the Red-Eyes loves him. They are completely devoted to each
other. One is light to the other’s darkness and not the way you’d think by
looking at them.”“You think
the Blue-Eyes is dark inside?” you ask as you fiddle with my hair.“I think
the Blue-Eyes has been hurt in the past. That’s why he’s so strong. He has a
strong defensive power to keep himself safe, but he has a strong attacking
power because he believes that the best defense is a good offense. He doesn’t
let many people come close to him because he doesn’t want to get hurt again,” I
say, “The Red-Eyes has also been hurt, and he tries to eliminate his pain by
being near people who care about him. His attack power and defensive capabilities
exist because he wants to protect those people. Even though he’s been hurt
before he tries to live in joy. He tries to give that joy to his lover too.”“He
succeeds sometimes,” you whisper into my ear. You kiss my lips for a long
moment. “So which of my dragons is your favorite, Hikari?”“The
Blue-Eyes.”Your eyes
widen. “Why?”“He reminds
me of you. Sometimes I think you are a Blue-Eyes transformed into human flesh,”
I say.“I am a
Blue-Eyes, and you’re the Red-Eyes I love so much to protect.”I snuggle
up in your arms. “I’m sorry about my behavior tonight. I know you like me
quiet, but I just can’t help myself tonight.”“I don’t
mind. I like hearing you talk about dragons.”I smile.
You smile, and we dance as we kiss.Some time
later our mouths separate but our bodies don’t.“Do you
mind if I take you home, Hikari?” you whisper.“I don’t
want to leave you, Yami.”“If I take
you home tonight, I’ll know where you live so I could pick you up tomorrow for
dinner before we come here to dance,” you say, “It would be like a real date.”I tiptoe up
to whisper into your ear, “Take me home then.”You keep an
arm wrapped around me as you escort me back to our table. You lift my leather
jacket and set it over my shoulders.“What time
do you want to pick me up tomorrow?” I ask as you guide me out of the club and
towards the parking lot.“How does
eight sound?” you reply.“That
sounds good, and you want me to wear this outfit again?”“I like
this outfit on you,” you say as we reach a sporty black car and you open the
door for me. Your hand caresses the skin around my crystal tattoo. “You look
fantastic.”I smile and
blush. “Thank you!”“Get in,
Hikari. I want to get you home tonight so I can see you again tomorrow.” You
smile at me.I climb
into the passenger seat and you close the door before hurrying around to climb
into the driver’s seat.You lean
into me and give me a passionate kiss, dominating my mouth completely. “I’d
like to see the real you.”“You
already have.”You nod and
fasten your seatbelt.I pull on
my seatbelt as you start the engine.You throw
the car into gear and tear out of the parking spot.I grip the
armrest tightly as the car burns rubber on its way out of the parking lot. “Do
you always drive like this, Yami?”The car slows
down.“Is
something wrong?”“No. I
don’t drive like that when I have someone I care about in the vehicle with me,”
you say, “but sometimes I forget that I have company in the rush of adrenaline
that I get from driving. I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to drive like that with you
here. I hope I didn’t scare you.”“I was
startled, but it’s okay. You don’t have to slow down because of me…”“I have to
protect you. I may choose to live my life dangerously but you haven’t. I won’t
let you get killed because of me!”“My valiant
Blue-Eyes!”“Are you
mocking me?”“No.”
Your hands
grip the wheel tighter.“I want to
be protected by you,” I say, “I really like you.”“I feel the
same way… so where am I going?”“Oh! Right!
Take a right at the next light!” I exclaim.You turn
the signal on and hit the brakes.I continue
to give you directions until you park the car outside my house. I lean over to
kiss you good night. “Thank you for the ride home.”“I hope
you’re not expecting me to be a bad boyfriend and not walk you to your door,”
you say as you unbuckle your seat belt.I remove my
seat belt and climb from the car.You get out
and walk around to me. You gently take my hand. “We should be quiet so we don’t
wake your family.”“There’s no
need,” I say as we slowly start up the walkway, “My parents are divorced so my
mom and sister don’t live with me. I just live with my dad, and he’s out on a
date, I think.”“The way
you talk about your sister, I thought she lived with you.”“Wishful
thinking. I love her to pieces and want her to live with me.” I dig out my key
as we reach the door. I unlock and open the door. “Would you like to come in
for a moment?”“I don’t
think it would be a moment. I’ll come in tomorrow and meet your father if
you’re not too ashamed of me.”I smile and
kiss you quickly. “It’d be great to introduce you to my father!”You pull me
into an embrace. “Good night, Hikari.”“Good
night, Yami.”You turn
slowly and walk back to your car.I enter the
house and close the door once your car door closes. I listen for the sounds of
the car engine speeding away before I head to bed.* * *
Seto drives
away from Jou’s house with a sigh. “I was supposed to break up with him.”The Kaiba
Mansion looms into view and Seto drives up to park right in front of the main
entrance. He climbs from his vehicle and heads inside. He goes from room to
room turning off lights. He notices an empty pizza box on the kitchen counter,
and he checks the refrigerator to see a slice of pizza on a plate. He closes
the door and continues on his rounds of turning off the lights.Seto enters
the living room and notices the TV screen showing the flag and playing the
national anthem. He lifts the remote and turns the TV off. Then he moves to the
couch and lifts his sleeping brother. He turns the lights off as he passes the
switch, and he carries Mokuba up the stairs to the room right across the hall
from his own. He places Mokuba in bed and turns on the small Duel Monsters lamp
to act as a nightlight. He glances at the bedside clock. “Four fifteen in the
morning. No wonder you’re asleep, Mokuba. I’m sorry I didn’t get home earlier.
We’ll play that game once we’ve both woken up.”Mokuba
rolls onto his side.Seto tucks
the blankets around Mokuba and kisses his cheek. “Sleep well, little brother.”Mokuba
smiles slightly.Seto heads
into his own room to select his outfit for his date with Jou before he showers
and heads to bed naked. He falls asleep almost as soon as his head hits the
pillow.* * *
Mokuba
jumps into the bed beside Seto. “Are you going to sleep all day, big brother?”Seto peeks
open one eye and yawns. “What time is it?”“Eight-thirty,”
says Mokuba lying down facing Seto, “I waited up for you. What time did you get
in last night?”“I got in
at four this morning,” says Seto as he places an arm around his little brother.“So I guess
Jou was devastated when you broke up with him…”“I didn’t
do it.”“Huh?”
“He looked
more radiant than normal tonight. I took him out to the dance floor and said I
needed to tell him something, but before I could he kissed me. It was a very
simple, chaste kiss, but by the way he acted I think it was his first.” Seto
smiles at Mokuba. “In that second, he wasn’t Jou, just Hikari. I kissed him
back.”“You kissed
Jou!”Seto nods.
“It was wonderful! He was slightly hesitant at first, but I let him come to me.
When he did, it was pure heaven. He may be stupid and loud when he’s around his
friends, but when you take them out of the picture, he’s more philosophical.
He’s often quieter, speaking less and being soft spoken when he does talk. I
realized that I couldn’t break up with him. I didn’t want to. The act of
kissing him didn’t disgust me as much as the thought of kissing him had.”“So did you
tell Jou who you were?”“No, but I’m
taking him out to dinner tonight before we go to the club. I don’t want to hurt
him, so I have to be careful about how I tell him. He might have the same
reaction to the news that I did,” says Seto. He looks at his brother seriously.
“Let’s play Scrabble.”Mokuba
scrunches his eyebrows. “Okay. I’ll go get the game board.”“And I’ll
get us some breakfast. We’ll meet in the living room.”The two
brothers climb from bed, and the smaller one scurries from the room.Seto puts
on a pair of pants and a shirt before going to the kitchen and making scrambled
eggs and toast. He sprinkles cheese on top of the cooked eggs before taking
them up on a single plate. He sets the plate of eggs and the saucer of toast
onto a tray with a jar of jelly. He puts a fork and butter knife onto the tray
before getting two glasses and the pitcher of orange juice, which he also sets
on the tray. He carries everything into the living room to see that Mokuba’s
already set up the game. He sets the tray down so that they’ll both have access
to its contents.“Do you
want to start, Seto?”“No. You go
first,” says Seto sitting down.Mokuba
rifles through the face-up tiles looking for the letters he wants. Starting
with the star in the center he puts down P-I-Z-blank-A. “The blank piece is Z.
I landed on a double letter score so that’s twenty-six points for me. I ordered
a vegetarian pizza, and I ate my veggies.”Seto places
down his tiles above and below the I. Then he makes an egg and toast sandwich.
“I noticed my piece in the F-R-I-D-G-E. What else did you do last night?”Mokuba
writes down Seto’s score counting the two double letter bonuses. He puts jam on
a piece of toast before pulling out the tiles to spell M-O-V-I-E off Seto’s E.
“I watches a couple movies.”Seto puts
the last bite of his sandwich into his mouth before starting to pull out tiles.
Going up the board from the M, he spells M-O-N-S-T-E-R-S-I-N-C.Mokuba
blushes as he finishes his piece of toast. “Can you pour me some juice?” he
asks as he pulls out several tiles and starts to lay them out around the C in
Monsters, Inc, “I did watch Monsters, Inc and also S-E-C-R-E-T-G-A-R-D-E-N.”Seto pours
up two glasses of juice. He starts looking for letters as Mokuba takes a sip of
juice. He spells out S-L-E-E-P off the S in Secret Garden. “And that’s when you
fell asleep.”“Yep,” says
Mokuba spelling the word quickly with his tiles. He makes an egg and toast
sandwich.Seto spells
out W-H-Y.Mokuba
looks at the board intently while he eats.Seto puts
jelly on a piece of toast and starts to eat it.Mokuba
places tiles in between the W of why and the S of Monsters, Inc to spell
W-A-I-T-S. “You said you wouldn’t be long. You said you would play a game with
me when you got home. I was waiting up for you.”“I didn’t
mean to be so long. I wasn’t planning on staying with Jou,” says Seto as he
spells out I-A-M-S-O-R-R-Y.“And that
was my night,” says Mokuba as he starts tallying up the score. “I have eighty
and you have one-O-one.”Seto starts
with word T-E-A-R. “The first thing I saw was his tear.”“You made
him C-R-Y?” asks Mokuba laying down the tears.“I was
L-A-T-E.”“He was
L-O-N-E-L-Y.”“Yeah. He
stood and then I noticed his T-A-T-T-O-O,” says Seto.“J-O-U?”
Mokuba’s eyes bulge.“C-R-Y-S-T-A-L.
He has one of the temporary ones,” says Seto.“Where?
L-O-C-A-T-E,” asks Mokuba.Seto
blushes. “N-A-V-E-L.”“What was
it?” asks Mokuba spelling out A-N-D.“A star
burst. It was quite erotic,” says Seto, “I found myself filled with L-U-S-T,
and I wasn’t upset about it.”“S-E-T-O!”
exclaims Mokuba.“S-O-F-T,”
whispers Seto placing the tiles, “He must use moisturizer before coming to the
club.“S-K-I-N.”
“His skin
is so soft and he showed me more than his fair share of it.”Mokuba
clears the board.“D-A-N-C-E,”
says Seto, “We went onto the dance floor.”Mokuba
spells out C-L-U-B.“I didn’t
even hear the M-U-S-I-C. Jou was the only thing I saw or felt or heard,” says
Seto.“I bet you
were dancing very C-L-O-S-E,” says Mokuba.“Then he
kissed me,” says Seto spelling out the word K-I-S-S.“Was it
G-O-O-D?”“No. It was
G-R-E-A-T!”“S-O?”
“I told him
what a B-E-A-U-T-Y he was. He looked so good and felt so right!”Mokuba
smiles. “T-H-E-N?”“We sat
down together and he climbed in my lap,” says Seto. He takes a sip of juice and
starts to put jelly on another piece of toast. “It was not difficult for him to
tell how aroused I was. I’ve never been that hard in my life. He giggled at
me!”“Oh, no!”
exclaims Mokuba.“But he
looked and acted so innocent in that moment. I couldn’t be mad at him,” says
Seto, “so I just went to the bathroom and came back refreshed. I returned to
our table with two drinks and we split them both. He was rather inebriated. He
started to come on strong, and I took him to the bathroom so he could relieve
his erection. I kept my eyes closed and held him.”“You were
in a stall with Jou while he was jerking himself? And he allowed that?”“I was
kissing his neck and he was talking dirty and begging me to fuck him. Then he
kissed me and said I could open my eyes. I noticed he was still hanging out of
his pants so I closed my eyes again. He said he was decent enough for his
lover’s eyes,” says Seto, “and he absolutely refused to fix his clothing so I
had to help him.”“So you
touched his…” Mokuba blushes. “You touched his penis.”“If I
become his lover, I’ll do a lot more than just touch it,” says Seto blushing.“Do you
want to become his lover?”Seto smiles
and nods. “I think I do. Mokuba, when he kissed me, everything fell in place.
I’ve realized why I keep going to see him. Mokuba, I think I’m in love with
him. I’m in love with Jou.”“Oh, dear,”
says Mokuba, “We need to make a plan then. You can’t go around calling your
future lover a mutt! We don’t want Jou to hate you when he finds out you’re
Yami so we have to get him to like you as Seto. You remember watching You’ve
Got Mail with me. We need to do something like that.”“I don’t
even know if he loves me as Yami.”“I know
someone who can find out!” exclaims Mokuba, “I’ll call Yugi later, but let’s finish
eating first!”“How much
does Motou know about all this?”- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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