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Stinging Beauty	By : Fel5 Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 16923 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Bwahahahahaa,
I�m so sorry for the long delay, but Christmas suddenly caught up with me(hey,
those cookies don�t get baked by themselves, you know?)!^^
Well then,
let�s see, today�s special offer is seafood with smut, beach and smut and-could
that be sex on the side?
Anyway, it�s
one long chappie, so lean back and grab some cocoa. Hope you like!^^

Ja ne, and
merry Christmas, to all of you!^^

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53. Koi,
koibito, aibou

Panting,
Katsuya dropped his luggage on the patio, walked into the bedroom, opened a
window and breathed in the scent of the ocean. His husband, cool and regal as
always, casually followed suit. Katsuya smiled at him.
�It�s
beautiful here, and the best, we got it all to ourselves.�
Nodding,
Seto placed his suitcase and duffle bag next to the blond�s, then stretched
languidly and sighed:
�So desu,
ne. No nosy siblings.�
�No
chattering friends.�
�No
incompetent peers.�
�No
studies.�
�No work.�
Both men mustered
the four poster bed, then locked eyes-and, launching themselves on the furniture,
yelled unisono:
�I�m seme!�
A short,
friendly wrestle broke out, for a moment Seto thought he was winning, and then
Katsuya used some weird kind of lever technique and the CEO found himself face
down on the soft comforter.
Before he
could utter a single word of protest, Katsuya had removed Seto�s shirt and
loosened, with some difficulties, his belt and pants. Smirking, the elder one
asked:
�Ok, so you
won. This once. Now, what are you going to do about it?�
Instead of
an answer, Katsuya began kneading and massaging the brunet�s back and
shoulders, systematically turning Seto into a puddle. Rubbing his groin against
Seto�s ass, Katsuya purred:
�So tell
me, Seto-chan, exactly how deep and how hard do you want it?�
The words
alone would have been sufficient to turn him on.
But it was
the tone, that particular way Katsuya let every single syllable roll over his
tongue, that sent his libido into overdrive.
Shrugging
out of his remaining clothes, the brunet snarled:
�Do your
worst.�
If
possible, Katsuya just fell head over heels in love with his husband again.
Despite
being uke, Seto�s answer had not been a request or plea, but an order.
A demand.
Defiant,
self-confident and unconquered to the very end, or so it seemed.
Yet,
Katsuya had the key to Seto�s downfall.
Discarding
his own clothes, the blond flipped his husband over and moved downwards until
he came to sit next to Seto�s feet. Grasping the right limb in his hands,
Katsuya then took his sweet time massaging every single sinew and muscle of the
brunet�s body.
By the time
he finished, Seto had practically dissolved into the matress.
Using this
moment of total relaxation, Katsuya jumped off the bed and started rummaging
through his knapsack, until he found the small bottle of lubricant.
�Spread
your legs.�
His mind
still in a cozy semi-daze, Seto did as told, moaning quietly when a slickened
finger probed and widened his entrance.
In and out
it went, and was soon joined by a second, even as his semi-erect member was
engulfed by a warm, wet mouth.
Entangling his
long fingers in the endless golden tresses, Seto forced Katsuya�s head down as
far as possible, barely taking notice of the third finger preparing him.
�Nnh, yes,
that�s it, koi, keep going��
To his
disappointment, Katsuya had other ideas, because the blond released Seto�s cock
and positioned the tip of his own dick at the brunet�s opening.
Embracing
him in a tight hug, Katsuya kissed Seto, and thrusted into him with one sharp,
hard yank.
Seto�s
scream was swallowed by his husband�s mouth, and soon enough, the pain was
followed by a familiar pleasure.
�You like
that, don�t you?� mumbled Katsuya, as he started rotating his hips.
Groaning,
his ottou shifted into a more comfortable position, then rasped:
�More.�
Katsuya did
as told, slowly picking up both speed and force.
Soon, the
brunet was moaning and panting, elegant hands bruising taut, sinewy arms.
�Harder!
Faster!� demanded Seto, pulling Katsuya closer.
This one
frowned, pulling back slightly and pushing back in, hitting Seto�s prostrate
dead on.
The CEO�s
back leapt off the bed, and then Seto shouted:
�Fuck me,
Katsuya, FUCK ME!!!�
For a
second, Katsuya lost his rhythm.
Shocked, he
gaped at his husband, not believing his ears.
Had Seto
really just used those blunt words?
Katsuya�s
wondrous gaze met the brunet�s hungry eyes and primal snarl.
He was drop
dead serious.
Placing
Seto�s legs over his shoulders, Katsuya muttered:
�Fine. But
don�t say, I didn�t warn you.�
With that,
he thrusted into Seto; hard, battering rams exchanging with near insanely fast
shoves.
Relentlessly,
again and again, Katsuya stabbed the brunet�s sweet spot.
Seto
screamed, yowled, bucked, twisted, clawed-and orgasmed with a low, guttural
cry.
Katsuya was
too exhausted to give more than a pained gasp, as he pumped his seed into the
CEO�s body, and collapsed on top of him.
Panting, he
croaked:
�Kuso-that-was-out-of
this world. Damn, that was beyond stupid, but-totally unhealthy.�
One shaky
hand brushed the bangs from the brunet�s sweaty forehead, before Katsuya kissed
him gently and muttered:
�You know,
once you�re awake, I will have to tell you how beautiful you are, when you�re
unconcious.�

Where was
he?
Seto let
his gaze travel over the rocks and fishes, shellfish and corals around him.
They had
gone snorkling, and all of a sudden, Katsuya had disappeared.
Just as he
dove over a swarm of macerels, something grazed his thigh.
Seto jerked
away from the touch and relaxed, when he realized that it was merely Katsuya�s
hand.
A puzzled
frown came over his face, when he saw the ravenous gleam in the blond�s eyes.
However,
all questions were solved when Katsuya pulled down Seto�s swimming trunks and
started jerking him off.
Eight
minutes later, the blond gave his ottou mouth-to-mouth, because Seto had almost
drowned due to the hand-job he had received.

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�Kuso,
don�t you ever do that again, Katsuya! You almost got me killed there!�
croaked Seto.
Katsuya
grinned sheepishly.
�Gomen, but
how was I to know, that you were runnning out of air?�
Seto cast
him a dark look.
�Perhaps
the way my eyes rolled back in my head might have been an indication?�
Cocking a
brow, the blond sent a half-lidded glare to the brunet.
�Uhh, Seto,
hate to break it to you, but your eyes always do that, when I whack you
off. Or suck you off. Or fuck you, for that matter.�
Grinning,
Katsuya flipped the fish sizzling on the grill over, even as Seto gave another
embarassed cough.
He crossed
his arms before his chest and growled:
�All my
life passed before my eyes like a cheap soap opera, and the reporters were
swarming my grave. I could already see the headlines: �succesfull CEO dies on
honeymoon while indulging in underwater sex.��
Katsuya
chuckled, making Seto frown.
�That is not
funny!�
The blond
only laughed that much harder, until tears rolled down his cheeks. Finally, he
regained control and gasped:
�Ho-how
about this: In-in the interview, his husband explained: �I ca-can�t believe, he
is dead. He went, while he came. Sob. At least he died a happy
mahahahaahaaaaan!��
Katsuya
howled with laughter, even as Seto gracefully rose from his seat and closed the
distance between them. The blond barely registered the fork being whisked from
his hand and placed on the counter. He did, however, notice the hand opening
the fly of his shorts and removing his member.
�Nan de-?�
he panted, still snickering.
And almost
collapsed, when Seto enclosed his member with soft, warm lips, bopping his head
back and forth in a lazy, teasing pattern.
Luckily for
him, Katsuya stood with the back to the counter, otherwise he would have
probably toppled over, when Seto�s free hand snuck underneath his t-shirt-and
started tickling him.
�Seto,
stop, hehehee, that-that-uhn,oh yes, moore..!�
Katsuya
tried to evade the traveling fingers while at the same time staying inside
Seto�s mouth.
He giggled,
groaned, sweated, gasped, squirmed, whined and begged, but Seto was not to be
deterred.
The blond�s
face went from a slight pink to an angry red then a deep, purplish blue, as his
breathing grew more and more ragged, before he finally slumped to his knees,
Seto catching him, before he hit the floor.
The blond
gasped, panted, sucking in lungs full of air and basically trying to get enough
oxygen into his body, while Seto stated:
�I suppose,
you have gotten an inkling of my previous predicament, ne?�

He hadn�t
seen the jellyfish.
Actually,
he had seen it, but there was no way he could have evaded it�s long,
sticky tentacles in time, not with the current steering them directly towards
him.
By the time
Seto had pulled him ashore and soaked him with all the vinegar he could find in
the house, Katsuya was shaking and had lost control of speech, golden eyes
flitting about, unfocused.
Controlling
the pulse, Seto rasped:
�Hang in
there, aibou, I�ll be right back.�
He flew
over the sand into the house, rummaged through his luggage searching for his
flip phone, while grabbing hold of a blanket.
He cursed,
as the small device slipped from his still wet fingers and tumbled under the
bed.
Another
string of cuss words, when Seto first bumped his head fishing for the phone,
and then fell over the blanket, when he pressed the speed dial.
�Naha Sea
police and marital research center, how can I help you?�
�This is
Kaiba Seto speaking. My husband had an encounter with a poisonous jellyfish,
and suffered an allergic reaction. His pulse is racing and he is trembling
uncontrollably. I tried to neautralize the toxic with vinegar, but I am
uncertain, what else to-�
�Damn, that
was unpleasant! Next time I go diving, remind me to wear a neopren suit! My
whole skin feels like it�s on fire!� huffed Katsuya, as he stumbled into the
hall.
Seto only
gaped at the blond he had left trembling and semi-concious on the beach, who
was now approaching the fridge and picked out a can of soda, which he then
pressed on the marks the tentacles had caused on his left arm.
�Sir? Sir?
Are you still there?�
�Ha..ii.
Listen, err, it appears the jellyfish was not quiet as toxic as I supposed at
first, seeing as my husband is already up and about again. I-I assume, the
vinegar did the trick.�
�I see, he
was lucky then. Yet, keep him under constant watch, remind him to drink lots of
tea and also pour some of it over the wounds, preferably after letting it set
for at least fifteen minutes. Oh, and try to keep him still for another
twenty-four hours, wakarimashita?�
�Yes.
Arigato.�
�Do
itashimashite!�
Hanging up,
the CEO continued gawking at his husband, not really believing his eyes.
Katsuya had
meanwhile opened the can and drunk half of it. Giving the brunet a puzzled
gaze, he asked:
�Nani?�
Seto only
shook his head.
�Katsuya, you
are incredible.�
�Shirimasu,�
grinned the blond, �that�s why you married me after all!�

Endless,
muscular legs crossed at the ankles, Seto lay on the bed, reading an scientific
article focusing on the connection between atypical weather phenomenas and the
drastically sinking amount of North-Pacifical whale populations.
Katsuya
stepped out of the shower and, drying himself off, said:
�I feel
much better than before, Seto. Honto ni. It�s amazing, what a dozen cups of tea
and a hot bath can achieve.�
He tossed
the towel onto a chair and, climbing onto the bed, prowled over to Seto.
Nuzzling
his husband�s neck, he purred:
�Ja,
wha�tcha say, koibito? How about some..celebrating?�
The brunet
smirked:
�You heard,
what the lady said: no vigorous activity for the next twenty-four hours.�
Katsuya
pouted.
�Mou-�
�Besides,�
Seto gave a thourougly nasty grin, �you smell like katsuo marinated in tea and
pickles.�
The blond
face-faulted, then snapped:
�So, you
mean, I�m a stinking turn-off?�
Rolling his
eyes, Seto replied:
�That�s not
what I meant, but I don�t think it wise to have sex as long as the poison still
runs through your veins.�
Cool, regal
blue held fiery, angered gold, then the blond hissed:
�Fine. Be
that way.�
Katsuya
rolled off the bed and stormed out the room.
Seto heard
him rummage through the fridge and various cupcoards, then pass the bedroom on
his way to the bath.
Minutes
went by, until Seto�s curiousity won the better of him.
Sneaking
after his spouse, he quietly opened the bathroom door-and almost ejaculated at
the sight before him:
Katsuya lay
sprawled across the vast sink combination, right leg hooked over the watertap,
left dangling off the counter, and pleasing himself with a bottle of vanilla
sirop.
Seto
watched the small flask slide in and out of the blond�s rectum, the creamy
white fluid serving as lubricant and filling the bathroom with it�s sweet
smell.
It was
overwhelming; the view, the scent, Katsuya�s soft, mewling groans�
Before he
even knew it, Seto was bent over Katsuya, carefully removing the bottle from
this one�s widely stretched rectum.
Kneeling,
he then proceeded to lick the sweet fluid from between Katsuya�s cheeks, before
pointing his tongue and thrusting it inside the blond�s opening.
His
haigusha gasped at the the sudden intrusion, then purred in delight, as he felt
Seto�s clever tongue trying to catch every single drop of sirop.
Once
Katsuya was cleaned to the brunet�s liking, Seto rose and, placing Katsuya�s
tanned legs over his shoulders, forced his swollen erection past the ring of
loosened muscles, making the blond squirm in excitement.
�I thought,
I was supposed to keep still, for the next-uhn!-twenty-four hours?� moaned
Katsuya.
�You were
also su-supposed to be-hrr-unconcious for a while, so I fail to see, why we
shouldn�t-kami-!�
Katsuya had
shifted his hips, raising the pressure on his husband�s cock, and was now
bucking in need.
�Come on
Seto, take me, take me!�
Smiling,
the brunet followed the blond�s wish, shamelessly taking advantage of this
one�s somewhat helpless position.
He pistoned
in and out of Katsuya, pinning him down with his body weight, lest this one
fell off the counter.
�Katsuya,
Katsuya, oh kami, Katsu-chan, you�re so beautiful, Katsuya��
Named one
was in a world of bliss, the forcefull penetration driving him near insane.
Seto bit
into his shoulder and Katsuya jerked, his foot hit the tap and luke warm water
sprayed over them, but none of them noticed.
Grabbing
his haigusha around the waist, the brunet lifted Katsuya up and impaled him
anew.
Katsuya
clung to Seto�s neck and wrapped his legs around the CEO�s hips, knocking the
bottle of vanilla sirop off the counter.
The glass
bounced off the small carpet and rolled under the sink, the liquid dribbling
onto the tiles, forgotten.
A different
liquid trailed down Seto�s stomach, when Katsuya threw his head back and yowled
the brunet�s name as he orgasmed, raking his nails over Seto�s back and leaving
bloody trails in the soft skin.
For a
second, both paused, then Katsuya rose his head and, looking his husband straight
in the eye, rasped:
�Cum for
me, Seto. Cum hard.�
He was
caught in the dark, golden orbs, he couldn�t deny the power those eyes had over
his heart, his body and soul, he was a mere puppet, a plaything created to
bring pleasure to and fulfill the blond�s every desire.
Katsuya
smirked.
�Ima.�
And Seto
sobbed, as pure ecstasy claimed him and triggered a release of such power, it
sent bolts of lightning into his brain and made him see stars.
Semen,
intermingled with vanilla sirop, lazily run out of Katsuya�s entrance, down the brunet�s cock and legs, and then,
Seto collapsed, taking Katsuya with him.
He was
trembling, when Katsuya embraced him and began rocking them back and forth,
kissing and petting his face and hair, whispering aishterus and passionate
nothings into Seto�s ear.
They would
have to remember to buy some of that vanilla sirop on the way home.

He was
obviously not into the game.
How else
could Seto have allowed him to destroy three of his monsters along with
twelve-hundred lifepoints and not even so much as blink, let alone scowl?
�What�s
bothering you?�
Seto
frowned.
�Tomorrow
is our last day here.�
�I know.
But that�s not what you�re thinking about, right?�
Smirking,
the brunet shook his head.
�Iie. I�m
worried about Mokuba. And how he�s fairing as my replacement.�
Katsuya
smiled.
�Relax,
koibito. He�s a smart boy, he�s been following you long enough to know how to
deal with the heavy hitters, and besides, you had everything prescheduled for
him, ne?�
Placing a
long, calloused finger against Seto�s lips to halt the oncoming protest, he
hushed:
�Besides,
we are only gone for eight days. I mean, what could possibly go wrong in one
week?�

Horrified
expression on his face, Mokuba stared at the blank screen before him.
Then he
gulped and whispered:
�Seto�s
going to kill me, once he gets home..!�

��
The
jellyfish just got stuck in my mind-actually I built the whole chapter around
the stupid thing(and the sex, too).
The trick
with the vinegar I got from my uncle living in Sidney(hya, uncle Bob!^^),
obviously it�s a great antidote against most jellyfish poisons. Yet, when you go
swimming or diving in exotic waters, inform yourselves forehand, so you know
what to do in case of in case-the vinegar doesn�t help by all kinds of
jellyfish.
The vanilla
sirop?
Uhh, I�d
rather not tell�^^�
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