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Compensation	By : DarkTemptations Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 3455 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Title: Compensation 7/8

Author: Dark Temptations

Beta: Vash is my Angel

Rating: NC17

Summary: Seto Kaiba has it all. Or does he? The powerful CEO is harbouring a little secret but when he gets his dearest wish, will he finally have it all or will there still be something he needs?

Disclaimer: Sadly I do not own Yugioh or any of its characters. You can tell that's true because the males remain mostly dressed throughout the series and Joey never pounces Seto *sobs*.

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Dark Temptations Presents

Compensation

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Despite getting an early start, Seto hadn't honestly expected to finish the merger documents much before noon, so he was pleasantly surprised when he finished a little after ten o'clock.

Even more surprising though, his shaft behaved itself for most of that time. He tried to put it down to his being distracted by his work, but he knew that wasn't the reason why it was almost back to what he considered 'normal'. Never one for fooling himself, Seto knew he had a certain blonde to thank for his current state of satiation.

What he didn't understand was why Wheeler had made such a difference.

His appointment at his tailor's wasn't until one o'clock and, although he had plenty of things to work on in the meantime, Seto knew his mind wouldn't be focused on anything until he worked out the answer that eluded him. He knew the answer was there. He just had to find it. So, after telling his secretary to hold all his calls, he leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes and tried to work through the situation step by step.

Although his mind shied away from the fact, Seto knew it had all started with that wish he had made. As improbable as it seemed, his wish had been granted. Putting aside the questions of why and how, since he did not feel in the mood to deal with the headache that pondering such things would cause, Seto merely accepted that he had received what he had wished for. His brow furrowed as something about that thought nagged at him.

What had he wished for, exactly?

The answer came to him and Seto frowned, not liking where his thoughts were heading. He had wished for his penis to become one worthy of his power and position. Those had been his words. Now that he considered the results, he realised how badly he had worded his wish. He had wanted his penis to become larger, but it was a good thing the wish had not been granted more literally.

Nine inches was impressive, but it was not the equivalent of the power he had. He had researched penises extensively over the years - while trying to find a way to solve his small problem - and he knew the equivalent would have been at least twelve inches. However, the power of his arousal...

Seto's frown deepened as he realised his size was not the only thing that had been affected by the wish. His sexual stamina had also risen, to the point where he was almost constantly semi-erect, if not hard and aching. But if his arousal represented the 'power' part of his wish, then that would mean the 'position' part was represented by his size.

He was the CEO and major shareholder of Kaiba Corp. Surely that was worthy of more than nine inches?

Seto scowled and abruptly stood up and stalked into the bathroom. He refused to allow himself to become peeved over a perceived slight in the granting of a wish! That was just too ridiculous.

A splash of cool water on his face helped calm him and he chuckled to himself at his foolishness.

It wasn't as if he was unhappy with his new size. Far from it. His problems with controlling his arousal made him uneasy, but even that did not stop him from being thrilled every time he stroked his new length. He enjoyed the feel of its heat in his hands. As far as he was concerned, it was just the right size. Certainly, it had fitted perfectly into the wet warmth of Wheeler's...

Seto tensed, instinctively pushing the thought away. He refused to believe for even an instant that his penis was now exactly the right size to fit into Wheeler's mouth.

Surely there was no 'right size' for such a thing? No, of course there wasn't. He was just imagining things. More than likely, his thoughts were heading in that direction because it had felt so right when Wheeler had...

He closed his eyes and groaned softly as his shaft immediately began to ache.

Ignoring the pleasure-pain as best he could, Seto forced himself to refocus on his earlier line of thought. It took him a moment to remember that he had been thinking about how nine inches did not accurately represent either his power or his position as CEO of Kaiba Corp. and how the wish therefore must have granted what he had wanted, rather than what he had said. But there had been nothing in the wish to explain his inability to satisfy himself.

Or rather, why a certain blonde had been able to satisfy him when nothing he had tried had worked.

Seto scowled at himself in the mirror. "Why could I not do it by myself? Why did I need him to..."

The sound of his voice was an irritation. He was talking to himself. It was something he did when he was feeling more stressed than usual and it was a habit he disliked immensely. But the words he spoke made him realise something that shook him to the core of his being.

"No. It was not that I needed him to do anything. I just needed... him." Seto whispered the words, his eyes meeting those of his reflection and peering into them, as if trying to find the answers he sought. "But why?" He was close to understanding. He could feel it.

"Maybe I need to think this through from a new angle."

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Back in his comfortable leather chair, Seto closed his eyes and relaxed. He allowed his mind to wander back through time, recalling all he could of the times he had come into contact with Joey Wheeler.

He was considerably disturbed by how much there was to remember... and how clearly he remembered it all.

Seto vividly recalled every insult they had traded, every rude gesture Wheeler had made to him and every time the blonde had annoyed him in any way. He could hear Wheeler's voice in his mind, repeating everything he had ever said to him. He could picture every move they had made, in every duel they had fought. But that wasn't all. He could also remember other things, like conversations he had overheard or comments made to him. All of them had just one thing in common.

They were all connected to Wheeler in some way.

Although Seto prided himself on his good memory for detail, this ability to remember everything he had ever seen or heard concerning Wheeler seemed to him to go beyond that. He was uncomfortable with how he had gathered so much information without even being aware of it. Uneasily, he realised that his 'issues' with Wheeler might not be due to an instinctive dislike of the blonde, as he had always believed.

There was a good possibility that he was obsessed with him.

As shocking as the realisation was to him, Seto knew it didn't answer his question. Even if he was obsessed with the blonde, that did not explain how Wheeler had been able to sate his arousal so easily. There had to be something more. Something he was missing. Seto was determined to find it. He relaxed again, this time letting his mind wander in the hope that his subconscious had more of a clue about what was going on than his conscious mind did.

He struck gold... or rather, blonde.

More thoughts of Wheeler filled his mind, but this time the thoughts came with feelings attached. The understanding that they had something in common, when he'd realised that the blonde cared about his sister as much as he cared about Mokuba. The reluctant admiration he'd felt the day he had realised just how new Wheeler was to Duel Monsters, and yet how he still managed to surprise him a time or two during their duels. Then there had been the time when the sight of Wheeler running past him to the cafeteria - all lanky legs and a fluttering jacket playing peek-a-boo with his backside - had brought on a rush of arousal that had made him happy to be so small. At least no one had noticed the little bump in the front of his pants. That had not been the only time he had felt that way, either.

Seto's eyes snapped open in shock as he realised something.

For someone who hadn't had much of a sex drive and had kept his state of arousal under constant control, he had become aroused unexpectedly by Wheeler an excessive number of times.

That thought, combined with the discovery that he cried out Wheeler's name every time he found his release, gave Seto the feeling he knew who the mystery lover in his fantasy really was. He closed his eyes and groaned. "All this time... I have been dreaming of Wheeler."

As much as he wanted to deny the thought, Seto knew he would only be fooling himself. The rush of arousal that had hit him as he had spoken aloud was the last bit of proof he had needed.

The soft beep of his watch alarm alerted him to the time. If he was going to make his appointment with his tailor, he needed to leave.

"Perfect timing," Seto muttered to himself as he stood and headed for the door. He didn't need to think about the situation anymore. He had found his answer. He was sexually attracted to Joey Wheeler.

Now he just needed to work out what to do about it.

tbc
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