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Hmm, lesse,
one protective Kaiba, a pun or two and some smut-yup, this chappie's all done-oh,
I don't own any games or toys mentioned in this fic, they all belong to their
respective owners, so no sue!
Btw, ~*stands for past happenings
Have fun and remember to review, arigato!^^
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Somehow, Bakura�s threath managed to reach Kaiba�s ear, and the CEO made it his personal
task to protect Jounouchi at all times.
As cute as
the blonde first thought it was, as annoying Kaiba�s consistant presence grew
to be, especially since he insisted on guarding the girl�s washroom door, each
time Jou went to pee. The fact that he personally arranged her friends in a
protective circle around her while lunchtimes only gave proof to his concern.
Of course,
this only made Bakura try even harder, so Kaiba decided to sic a private eye on
him, just for in case.
Stealthy as
he was, the thief never managed to get rid of his shadow-no pun intended-for
too long, each time he thought he could catch his breath, the guy was there,
breathing down his neck.
Jou,
oblivious to the fact that Kaiba was protecting her day and night, was too busy
escaping her two adorers and moving from Yugi�s to Honda�s place than to bother
about that.
Besides,
she also still had her job at the bar and her father to care about.
The elder
Jounouchi simply shook his head, each time his musume* came to tell him about
the newest happenings, rolled his eyes and sighed:
�Teenagers.�
Yami
bristled, as he sensed danger approaching.
Turning his
head, he found his supsicion confirmed: Kaiba was not looking happy at
all-well, he rarely did, but now he looked really scary, what with his
paler-than-normal complexion and the dark circles beneath his eyes.
Coming to
stand before the pharao, the CEO shooed Yugi and the others away with but a
glare and a dismissive wave of the hand.
Once alone,
he snarled:
�I need to
know everything about the spell, how it is cast, how long it lasts, how it can
be broken-everything.�
Yami�s eyes
widened, then he cocked a brow and mused:
�Ja, why
the sudden interest in-as you used to say-such �non-existent humbug�? Are you
trying to make Jounouchi a girl for good, hoping to win her heart like Bakura
does?�
�Of course not!�
spat the CEO, then restrained himself, continuing more calmly:
�But it is
obvious that Jou hurts each time she is being hit with the curse, and I hate to
see her in pain.�
He just
couldn�t tell the pharao the reason for his curiosity was the dream he had had
the previous night.
~*
Tilting her
head back, Jou moaned and gasped, as she sped up the rhythm, her creamy breasts
bobbing up and down with her motions, as she impaled herself again and again on
his stiff member.
Seto
groaned, eyes foused on the blonde�s beautiful face and gorgeous body, loving
the feel of her tight, wet snatch constricting around his dick.
In his
sleep, the real Seto smiled, his fingers flexing unconciously when he imagined
running them over his lover's silky, tan skin.
Amber eyes
opened and gazed down at him, shining with love and lust, even as Jou detached
herself from the brunet and hushed:
�Time to
switch positions, ne?�
DreamSeto
mumbled in approval, his large hands caressing the hard, flat planes of his
koi�s chest.
RealSeto
frowned bewildered, planes?
Grinning
smugly, Jounouchi-kun placed Seto�s long legs over his shoulders and, giving
the brunet�s cock a few comforting licks, probed one slickened finger against
this one�s entrance.
DreamSeto
moaned in bliss, when Jou�s clever digit slipped into him, probing and
stretching the tight hole, and RealSeto grit his teeth, when the blond added a
second and third finger.
And winced,
when Jou-kun replaced his fingers with the tip of his penis and slid past the
slightly relaxed ring of muscles into the brunet�s body.
�Nnh, and a
virgin too� purred the blond in satisfaction, even as said virgin gave small,
contended noises.
RealSeto
cringed, when he felt Jou�s hardness penetrate his DreamBody but couldn�t do a
thing about it.
Instead,
his imaginary self pushed his hips further upwards to meet the blond�s teasing,
careful shoves.
Then Jou
pulled his cock almost all the way out and pushed back in in earnest, hitting
the CEO�s prostrate dead on.
DreamSeto
opened his mouth to roar his bliss-and RealSeto shot up from his pillow,
screaming himself wide awake.
Panting and
gasping he sat there, wide blue eyes searching his surroundings for anything
unusual, body covered with sweat.
Burying his
face in his hands, the brunet sighed:
�Oh gods,
what a nightmare!�
He peeked
through his long fingers at his rigid erection trying to poke a hole through
the soaked sheets and snapped:
�Shut up,
what do you know?�~*
�Oh Ra,
whatever rode me to make such a vow to my hikari?�
Well it had
been fear, when faced with the dove-eyed teen�s worsest fit of rage ever, due
to Bakura playing �flog-the-bunny� with his light�s favorite pet Momen#.style="mso-spacerun: yes">
In order to
prevent the normally timid, soft-hearted Ryou from handing him over to the
pharao so this one could pluck him apart at his liking, the thief had to
promise to never ever again maim, kill or send any living being to the Shadow
Realm.
Which
opposed him with a problem, as he held his pursuiter captive and wondered, what
in all Seven Deserts he should do with the poor guy.
On the
other hand, what Ryou didn�t know�
Bending
down to the bound private eye, the Egyptian gave a carnal grin and spoke
softly:
"Now, my
dear, you can either tell me why you keep following me and who sent you, or I
see myself forced to hurt you in ways not even Atilla would have dreamt of."
Shivering,
the snoop gazed at the maniac above him, then reconsidered his employer's
reaction when he had to tell him, that Bakura knew about his plans.
So, between
Kaiba's certain rage and Bakura's yet unknown anger, he was stuck between a
rock and a hard place.
All he
could do was to choose between the devil he knew and the one he didn't.
Giving in
to his fate, the investigator rose his head and huffed:
"Do your
worst."
Ha he known
that Bakura owned a complete collection of FurbiesTM for just such
cases, he would have probably rather told Kaiba to the face that he needed
group therapy...
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*cackles *
I can see him doing that:
"I'm Kaiba
Seto, CEO and president of Kaiba Corp and don't have any issues aside of
becoming number one duelist in the world-what do you mean, 'obsessive and anal
retentive'? You're obviously both overpaid and overrated; if I wanted to be insulted,
I would talk to the mutt!"^^
Hmm, the 'bunny
soccer' is losely inspired by the 'Yeti Sports' game-rather pointless IMHO, but
still ages better than 'MoorhuhnjagdTM'(ducks, as various objects
fly past her).
A for the
Furby-the first time I saw an ad on TV, my mouth dropped open. Who in his right
mind would ever punish his own children with such a..thing?!?
It still scares the hell out of me, and that�s
something neither �Alien� nor �Predator� managed to do(yup, I�m old enough to
remember when those two movies first appeared in theaters.....)
*Jap: daughter
#Jap:
cotton
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