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Dirty Little Secret	By : mitzumikare Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Yugioh. It is the product of Kazuki Takahashi, and I make no money from this endeavour. /rolls eyes

Chapter List
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Seto looked more than a little proud of himself as he laid out the final preparations of their anniversary dinner. He didn’t cook often, if at all but it was something different than just going out to a nice restaurant that he knew Jack would appreciate.

Feeling a little more than like a housewife than usual, he headed upstairs to get dressed since it would be another 20 minutes until Jack arrived from work.

As he stood in the shower, he let his mind wonder. He and Jack had been married for 12 years. They had a rocky start at first with egos and superiority complexes but it smoothed out over time more or less. Jack’s tempers had cooled with age while Seto became a bit more open thanks to Jack’s nudging.

Seto smiled a little as he thought of the promise Jack made to him at their second anniversary.

“If our relationship hasn’t completely self-destructed 10 years from now…let’s adopt a kid, hm?”

It was not the expected thing to say, lying in the wreckage the two of them had caused fighting, with chairs and tables broken, dishes smashed against the wall with the food they were carrying staining the wallpaper. It was both the worst and best anniversary ever. Sure they were both injured both in pride and the physical sense, but they had worked out their issues with each other and had come closer.

And if Seto was honest with himself, he was REALLY turned on by the violence he saw flashing in Jack’s eyes. He wasn’t much of a masochist but there was something hot about the way Jack loses his temper, the predator within him igniting Seto’s more primal instincts. That, if anything, was the real reason he tried put the fetishes. He wanted to see that spark again. Sure, Jack could be rough when he wanted to but it wasn’t the same.

With a sigh, he pulled on a white long sleeved polo shirt and crème colored slacks. He rolled up the sleeves of the shirt to his elbows with a neatness that Jack never seemed to get the hang of, unbuttoning the neck so it exposed a small triangle of skin. He pulled on some midnight blue loafers and headed downstairs just as Jack came in. With a smile on his lips, he sauntered over to his husband and gave him a kiss.

“Happy Anniversary, Jack.”

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Jack kissed Seto back, smiling at his husband.

“Happy Anniversary, Seto.” He said, as he handed Seto a blue rose. The soft smile on the brunet’s face made it worth the hell of finding the effing thing. He didn’t know blue roses were so rare and dammit if it didn’t take up over half of the money he got in his last advertising contract.

His other gift took up the other half. With a smile that was a bit more malicious than Seto could realize, he allowed the other to pull him to the dining room, appropriately marveling over the dinner that was laid out. Honey and herb crusted leg of lamb, fresh salad, curry rice and fresh dinner rolls was ready and softly steaming while a bottle of champagne chilled in an ice bucket and a bottle of a very expensive red wine was ready to be uncorked and poured into crystal wine glasses. This all flicked in the light cast by candles that were the only light in the room.

Jack wrapped an arm around Seto’s waist, affectionately kissing his neck.

“You’ve really outdid yourself this time, Kitten.” He murmured against the other’s skin, enjoying the light shiver hey received in response.

“I hope so. Consider it advance thanks for whatever you have planned for later.” Seto smiled. Jack grinned. They had agreed earlier that Seto would plan whatever they had for dinner while Jack had control over whatever they will do in the bedroom. Jack was really grateful for that because if he had cooked, they would be spending the rest of the evening in the hospital which just wasn’t all that romantic.

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The dinner went well, Jack complimenting Seto with each bite. Seto was more or less quiet, accepting the compliments as he sipped wine. Earlier that day had been HELL with the so unhelpful instructions he had downloaded from the internet. In the end, he had grabbed a favor from the house chef who sent him her own recipes. In retrospect, he should have asked her in the first place but he wanted to try something new.

“Kitten?”

He looked up at the pet name Jack called him. He had resisted it at first but now that he knew the affection behind it, he didn’t mind so long as Jack only called him that when they were alone.

“Yes, Jack?”

“A penny for your thoughts?” Jack grinned. Seto flushed and looked away.

“Nothing. Just…thinking. I’m a bit excited for tonight.” he said softly, nearly jumping when he felt Jack’s foot sliding up his leg. Jack’s grin softened into a smile.

“Oh that excitement is worth it but I want to talk to you now. How was your day?” Seto smiled and launched into the story about his kitchen issues. Tonight was for them no matter how much he was anticipating later on.

Though there was this odd thrilling running up his spine at whatever Jack had planned for the evening.

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“Be a good Kitten and put this on.” Jack said as he handed Seto a box wrapped like a present. He kissed the other on the forehead and gently pushed him into the bathroom. He listened to the sound of wrapping paper coming undone and then grinned at the gasp he heard.

“Jack?” came Seto’s slightly uneasy call.

“Put it on, Seto.” Jack goaded with an even bigger grin as he got the bed ready. He stripped the sheets off checked for the plastic liner on the mattress that he had asked the maids to put on the bed when Seto was cooking then covering it with a normal fitted sheet. By the time the pillows were thrown back onto the bed and he had taken off his loose violet silk shirt and tie, the door to the bathroom opened.

He looked up and let out a low whistle that drew color to Seto’s already flushed face.

A black leather corset, especially made for men, cinched Seto’s waist. His arousal was barely contained by the jet black briefs he wore, high cut and small. Connected to the briefs, with an almost dainty hook and strap violet garter belts that also connected to a pair of black thigh high fishnets which clung to Seto’s long legs. He didn’t say anything about the other not wearing the 6 inch violet stiletto heels he had tucked into the box, instead he wordlessly motioned for Seto to turn around. With another blush the other did and Jack’s grin grew a bit more feral at the way the briefs were cut high enough to expose the cheeks of Seto’s ass.

While the other’s back was turned, he stepped forward, letting out a rough groan in Seto’s ear at the feel of that ass pressing against the tent in his trousers. He enjoyed the breathless moan Seto let out in response, his pulse thrumming under the hot skin Jack pressed his lips to.

“You don’t even know how hot you look right now.” Jack purred in his ear, his hands brushing over Seto’s thighs, dipping into the briefs then up to the corset, enjoying how small Seto’s waist felt under his hands. He wasn’t lying with his words. Seto always managed to straddle the line of the sexes, sometimes being dominating and masculine and sometimes elegantly feminine. The outfit only made it all the more obvious and confusing to anyone who wasn’t in tune with their sexuality like Jack was. He liked it both ways and that was what he was going to get tonight.

“Jack…why…”

“Because payback, Kitten.” Jack said, undoing the bow Seto had tied to secure the corset and winding the cords around his hands. With a violent yank, he tightened the corset, drawing an almost pained gasp from Seto’s lips. “You didn’t think I wasn’t going to do anything in response to the fetishes you threw my way? Like I don’t have any dark desires of my own?” Jack growled, tightening the corset a bit more after each sentence. Once he felt Seto tremble, he stopped, tying the corset cords back into a bow. His hands once more encircled Seto’s now significantly smaller waist. He could almost lace his fingers together. Pulling Seto back to rest against him as the other gasped and panted for air, he kissed his ear.

“You would do well not to test me again. I can’t promise I will go easy on you next time.” Jack whispered as he lifted Seto up bridal style and carried him to the bed.

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Seto tugged at the handcuffs he was locked into, panting heavily as he felt Jack pressing…something into his ass. At least it was lubed and that lube had this warming affect that had his cock throbbing and barely being contained in his briefs, the tightness being the only thing keeping him inside. He was on his knees, his wrists held aloft by the previously mentioned handcuffs which were hooked onto a drilled in hook that Seto certainly knew wasn’t there before. His eyes were covered by a silk scarf, thin enough that he could see light and shapes but not enough that he could see what the hell Jack was doing to him.

He felt tight all over, from the corset barely allowing him enough air to the briefs digging into his hips and pressing his balls alarmingly close to his body. To the cock ring that was holding back his release, it was only luck that Jack had ripped at the fishnets, producing huge holes otherwise his skin would be marked with the impression the too-small underthings.

“Jack…” he keened when he felt Jack’s fingers press the object even further within, brushing against sensitive nerves and his muscles clenching down on those calloused fingers. He didn’t think Jack would do something like this. Sure, he didn’t protest too loudly at his fetishes but he didn’t think he had anything like this planned.

Jack’s fingers were suddenly gone, the briefs pulled back up to where it was once more and in the quiet of the room, he heard a soft ‘click’.

The cock ring tightened even more as it started to vibrate in unison with the vibrating bullet pushed deep within him. He buried his face in his pillow, ignoring the way the handcuffs buried into his wrists. He didn’t care about all that, his mind was blanking out..it just felt…too…fucking…GOOD.

Seto writhed and scream, not seeing the way Jack was behind him, grinning at the debauched picture he made. The blonde started to remove the remainder of his clothes, tossing them casually aside.

Suddenly Seto felt something cold and sharp press just under the back rim of the briefs. He let out a gasp as it sliced the briefs open from the rim and stopping just at his balls. The pressure of the underwear was loosened slightly, the only thing pressing it to his body was the brief’s elastic rim and the garterbelt.

He was copletely exposed and damn it if he didn’t love it. Sure, they had tried out bondage but never did he take away Jack’s eyesight nor did Jack take away his.

Until now.

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Jack pressed a finger into Seto’s entrance while the other hand was spreading more lube on his cock. The way a muffled moan managed to come from Seto’s mouth was more than enough to make him even more ready, if the way his incides clenched around his fingers hadn’t already.

With a short yank, he pulled the vibrating bullet out by it’s cord, also pulling a keen from Seto. He looked up at his husband, noting the way his shoulders were pulled back by the cuffs so he could bury his face in the pillow. Jack grinned. He better do something about that or he will have hell to pay later.

He lifted Seto up by his thighs, spreaded them and slid inbetween so that Seto was resting on his own hips, cowgirl [or cowboy as it was] style. The pressure was taken off Seto’s arm alot, all he had to do was bend his arm at the elbow though Jack made a mental note to lower the hook a tad should Seto ever try to use it with him.

Jack looked up at his husband and undid the scarf that covered his eyes. Watery blue eyes stared aback at him through dark auburn hair that was blastered with sweat. Sweat clung to his body, as he let out lttle sharp pants as the cock ring continuted to buzz on his arousal.

“I’ll keep you my dirty little secret.” Jack sang softly as he palmed Seto’s ass and ground his arousal between his cheeks. Seto tossed his head back.

“Don’t tell anyone or you’ll be just another regret.” Seto moaned out, slamming himself down onto Jack’s dick. They both let outsimultaneous moans at the connection, Jack’s fingers digging into the flesh of Seto’s buttocks.

“Ride me, my Queen.”

And Seto did gloriously, lifting himself up and down Jack’s cock with increasing speed. He just looked so powerful, controlling the pleasure of them both but so chained with the handcuffs and cock ring holding back his release. He whimpered and screamed and cursed like a fallen angel delving into the wonderful sins of the flesh for the first, second, third and maybe final time.

Not the final time…not yet.

Not ever.

As a show of mercy, Jack undid the corset and with a deep breath of air, Seto became more wild, speed and roughness picking up. Jack barely moved, himself, just enjoying the show. His hands where everywhere, on Seto’s ass, his thighs, his waist, his cock was last and Seto arched at a rather incredible angle and made the most erotic sound that Jack wished he had a camera.

“Jack….Jack….please….release me.” Seto whined out and Jack didn’t hesitate.

With a loud cry, Seto came, his cum splattering against Jack’s chest a bit of his face. Jack didn’t mind too much as he came immediately afterward, his hips arching up into his lover’s After a moment of tenseness, they both collpased. Jack reached under the pillow and pulled out the key to the cuffs and uncuffed Seto. The brunet’s arms limply fell to rest on his shoulder, the man almost unconcious. Jack held Seto close nuzzling his neck.

“My dirty little secret….who has to know?”

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“So did you ever get around to solving that problem with Seto?” Crow asked at their little ‘team satisfaction’ get-together.

“Yeah, it’s all cool.” Jack waved it off. His team memebers exchanged glances. Jack had the look of a man who was very, VERY satisfed with his life.

“So what did you wind up doing?” Kiryu asked the question that was on all their minds.

“I would explain but it’s something you’ll find out when you get married.” Jack grinned at the groans that brought forth from Kiryu and Crow. Yusei was quiet, a little smile on his lips.

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Seto smiled as he fixed up the bedroom for their activities that night. He adjusted the spreader bars that were against the wall and made sure that the handcuff’s keys were in an easily reacible place.

He took off his silk robe just as Jack entered the room.

He sauntered over to his husband, heels clicking on the floor of their ‘special’ room.

“Hello Mr. Atlas. Have you been a good boy today?”
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