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Masochist Yami	By : AnironLegolas Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 3354 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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SETO/YAMI! Yay! PWP. Seto has a little surprise for Yami... Yeah. Uke Yami! OMG, that is SO hot! Don't be fooled by the title. Don't worry, Yami won't have scars in the morning...

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Masochist Yami

No one really knew it, but Yami no Yugi was a slight masochist. He had a fetish for pain, especially if it was caused by his lover in the height of passion. His senses increased ten-fold, and it made him very sensitive to all actions, which Seto found very pleasurable. The blue-eyed CEO didn't mind causing a little pain once in a while; he was, after all, an aggressive lover.

This morning, Seto thought about doing something special for Yami. He didn't know why he was going to go through all this trouble, but all he knew was that he wanted to. Besides, if he did this, then Yami would undoubtedly be very grateful.

Buttoning his slacks up a bit uncomfortably, the CEO took his briefcase and went downstairs to start the day.

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Yugi sat in boredom in Chemistry class, his last period before lunch. His sensei, Mr. Heika, was droning on about some formula and hot it should properly be heated up else it would explode. Yugi was so far gone that if he were to ask him to perform the task, the whole building would probably burn down.

Something suddenly hit him on his propped up arm, and the small teen looked down to see a neat airplane. He was about to throw it away before he looked around and saw Seto a little ways off pointing to it.

' Read it,' he mouthed.

Yugi blinked and let Yami take over. No one would really know the difference (excluding his friends, of course), and he knew the message was for his soul mate, not him.

Yami turned to the small, model aircraft and unfolded it, reading quietly to himself.

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Seto bit his lip, his lower region suddenly throbbing to the point of pain. He noticed the transformation, and he watched Yami with hungry eyes as those lips moved as the Pharaoh read. Seto's mind would automatically bring up memory of their late-night passions at the sight of Yami, and the CEO had to fight back the urge to make love to him right in the middle of the Science lab.

Yami finished reading, and sensing his gaze, turned and nodded curtly, as if agreeing to a duel. Seto tried to look impassive as well, but as he shifted and a whimper escaped his lips. Yami's crimson orbs then turned to concern.

Seto gave a small smile, showing that he was okay. Yami just nodded slowly and turned back to the teacher. Yugi came back to his place.

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Yami wondered about the letter his love had written him. It was intriguing and unusual; for Seto would always personally invite him over to his place.

' Come over tonight at seven thirty.' was all it read. The mystery and anticipation of the request began to excite him. He noticed the cloudy look in those azure eyes and knew that Seto felt the exact same way.

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When the lunch bell rang, Seto immediately went into the washroom to cool his heating skin. Block scheduling was the worst. Eighty minutes of staring and sitting still in onot wot was a pain.

The water was welcoming as he splashed his face. He looked up into the mirror and jumped when he saw the other occupant in the room.

" Yami!" he gasped, spinning around. " What are you do-"

The Pharaoh abruptly but him off by pulling him down and locking their lips together. The CEO melted and opened his mouth for Yami's hungry tongue to enter. Seto moaned as he tasted the familiar sweetness of his lover.

Yami's hands were everywhere. They ran from sable locks down to firm buttocks,ueziuezing and pushing impatiently.

" Can't wait?" Seto mocked as the other moved down to his neck. He felt a sharp bite and hissed.

" Five days is too long," muttered Yami against his skin. The last time they saw each other was on Sunday. School and company work got in the way, and he often had to fight the desire to blast everything to the Shadow Realm. " I want you now�" he growled, nibbling on Seto's ear lobe.

The brunette had to fight the urge to oblige at the lustful command, but he knew he had to if he wanted to surprise Yami later on that night, he'd have to wait. Firm hips thrust roughly against his own, and he groaned, feeling a bulge grind against his own.

Yami noticed that Seto was denying him, and that made him plead with desperation. Their cocks rubbing together was too much, and he just might come from feeling that hard appendage against him. " Seto�love, please. I want you to fuck me. Now." He pushed Seto against the sink and trapped him there, practically humping him.

Seto growled and grabbed Yami's firm bottom. He switched their positions and sat the Pharaoh on the counter. Yami moaned in appreciation and kissed Seto passionately once again.

Seto was fighting a losing battle. He was harder than he had ever been and it was difficult not to just take his lover on the smooth marble. Yami's pleas were causing him to crumble, which was probably Yami's idea since he knew how much it affected him. Bringing Yami to his knees and begging got the brunette off faster.

He tore apart and stared at Yami's flushed face. His eyes were glassy and he looked like he would cry any moment from frustration. Seto gave a soft smile of apology and kissed his forehead as he quickly undid the pants of the other.

" Seto�" Yami whimpered at feeling the pressure on his arousal loosen. He almost came when their eyes locked and a hand grasped him roughly. Instead, he tossed his head back and let out a strangle cry, biting his lip.

" Someone might hear you," whispered Seto huskily, however, not caring about what he just said. He glanced down at Yami's hardened length as he touched it lightly, enjoying the way in twitched and wept at his touch.

" Then hurry!" moaned Yami, his hands tightening on the counter. " Do it!"

Seto dropped to his knees and quickly engulfed Yami's member. The move was so sudden that Yami let out a strangled gasp of surprise, then groaned at the sight and feeling below him. His hands clenched into rich, silky locks, trying to either push him forward, or pull him away.

" Ngh� Seto� I- I want� you in� me." Yami's throat burned as he gasped for air and restrained his voice from breaking out in yells. His face was up to the ceiling, not daring to look down again for fear that it might end too soon.

Seto just responded by sucking harder and swirling his tongue around every possible inch of flesh. The hands in his hair grew tight, as if pulling him away, but he latched his lips firmly and gave Yami one hell of a blow job.

Yami was a mess of incoherent cries. Indeed, Seto was a masterful lover who delivered utmost pleasure. The Pharaoh would indeed die one of these days, if Seto ever got incredibly kinky in some way or another. They had been dating for five months, and sleeping with each other for three, and he knew that they had not done everything. Seto was the type that made do with the simplest way of love-making. However, it was no secret to either of them that Yami wanted more.

And now, Yami was so close that he came sharply to his senses. " Seto� Please! S-stop� I- I going to--" Yami suddenly released as Seto pushed his tongue into the slit. His loud (not as usually loud) cry echoed in the empty lavatory and undoubtedly into the rest of the school. Seto had latched his lips onto the head in time to catch all of the creamy fluid flowing from his lover.

Yami slumped, panting and moaning at the aftershocks of his orgasm. Seto helped him to stand as he placed the slacks back on.

Crimson eyes looked up in weariness and confusion. " What about you, love?" he asked, glancing down on Seto and whimpering slightly at the sight of the large bulge. " You should have--"

" I'm fine, Pharaoh," replied the taller teen and kissed him lightly on the lips. Just then, the bell rang, announcing lunch to be over. Yami deepened the kiss in gratitude and disappeared.

Seto went back to the sink and washed his face again in the tap. He also took a paper towel to wipe some of the sweat that had broken out on his skin. The painful arousal was hidden as he pulled his school jacket down to try and hide it. Only three more hours of school� Hopefully, he would last without being caught or going insane.

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Yami woke up from his soul room. Right after his rendezvous in the lavatory with Seto, he was so weak that his power had drained from him and he immediately retreated into the Puzzle. It had felt as if Seto had sucked the soul out of him. Yami just must have waited too long and had a hell of a good time.

// What time is it, Aibou? he asked groggily. He felt Yugi start.

== It's five thirty. You were asleep for a long time. == Yugi flushed a little. He wasn't oblivious as to why; for some of the emotions leaked through to him.

Yami didn't notice as he appeared beside Yugi on the couch. Ryou was there, sitting on the love seat nearby. Books and papers were spread on the coffee table.

" Good evening," said Ryou brightly. " We were just doing our project."

Yami nodded. " Hello, Ryou," he returned. There was a flash in those chocolate eyes, but Yami dismissed it. He was probably just being paranoid about the boy's evil spirit. " Are you staying for dinner?"

" Oh, I donwantwant to intrude--"

" Just stay," Yugi replied persuasively. " I think I'm going to spend the night alone anyway. I was planning on inviting the others over too. It is a Friday, after all."

Yami noticed that flash again, and wanted to say something. However, this was still Ryou, and if his Aibou caught him being mean to the host of an ancient Tomb Robber, - but nonetheless his friend- he would get upset. His Aibou always tried to convince him to get along with Bakura.

Ryou nodded and smiled. " All right. I'll stay if you put it that way."

~~

For Seto, when it hit seven twenty five he was already about to explode. He hadn't changed out of his school clothes. Instead, he went straight to his office to try and get some work done. However, he found that he couldn't concentrate, so he decided just to make sure everything was ready for that night. He patiently sat on the leather sofa in his living room, hoping that Yami would be punctual. More of this waiting and he's go crazy. The upcoming events kept him on edge, and still painfully hard from this afternoon.

And also of his addition earlier that morning.

The doorbell sounded in the loud manor, and Seto gracefully stood and practically stormed over to the door. The housekeepers were off this weekend, and Mokuba was staying with a friend. Everything was perfect now that his lover was here.

The CEO flung the door open in his impatience. Yami was usually early; when Seto said seven thirty he really didn't mean it. The Pharaoh could have even ridden with him home from school.

" Hello, Seto," said Yami in a low voice, giving Seto a meaningful gaze. He was met full on with azure orbs that were filled with anger, lust, and love. From experience, that was a great sign, however, it could be bad as well. " Is something wrong?"

" What took you so long?" snapped Seto, hot and bothered and throbbing with pain. The sight of his Pharaoh made his condition a lot worse. Taking him on his doorstep was very tempting and hard to ignore. " You should have been here ten minutes ago."

" I'm right on time," replied Yami innocently.

" When you're on time, you're late." Seto gently grasped Yami's wrist and pulled him inside, closing the door and locking it. He led them directly up the staircase nearby, eager to get the show on the road.

" I didn't mean to keep you waiting," said Yami, however not meaning it. He wanted to draw out for as long as he could before he eventually crumbled. Once before, some interruption got in the way of their meeting, and Seto was so frustrated from waiting that hoisted him over his shoulder, sprinted to his room and fucked him hard - twice- into next week. Yami wanted that feeling again; for he was deprived of his lover for so long.

Yami barely registered where they were until he heard the door slam and then being pushed against it as his lips were ravished.

He moaned and wrapped his arms around the brunette's neck, pulling him closer for more contact.

Seto was relentless. He let his control slip and showed Yami just how much he wanted him. His tongue plundered into the hot cavern and dueled brutally with the equally matched muscle. Seto quickly won his victory and practically plunged his tongue down Yami's throat.

Yami groaned and wrapped his legs around Seto's waist. Slender hands cupped his bottom to keep him steady and prevent him from falling. They broke for air at last.

Another hoarse cry left the Spirit's lips as Seto gave a hard thrust, feeling the hardness grinding against him.

" Ngh� S-Seto�" groaned Yami, surprised and turned on beyond belief. " Now� don't wait..." It had been too long, and he was deprived of his lover.

Seto bit his lip at the reply and nodded, knowing that under normal circumstances he would have came right at that moment. He let go of Yami and they both began to hastily undress. Yami took off his tee and fumbled with his belt buckles. Seto practically ripped each button off his own shirt before slipping it off.

His hands went to his slacks, and he whimpered as his hand brushed against his arousal. Yami noticed this after he slipped off his leather pants and kneeled before him. He batted the brunette's hands away and undid his pants.

Yami gasped and Seto let out another whimper of need instead of pain this time. Wrapped around his straining cock were six tight rings squeazing painfully at the flesh. Yami's own member throbbed and twitched in sympathy. The Pharaoh himself, however, was turned on even more at the sight. His crimson eyes were wide and shining with pleasure.

" By Ra� Seto, love, what�?"

He looked up and he was met with orbs black with desire. Yami looked back at the large, purple arousal and licked his lips. His tongue lapped softly at the leaking come, and he had to pull back as Seto's hips gave an involuntery thrust.

" Yami�" Seto groaned pleadingly. He had had that thing on all day. The least the Spirit could do was pay him a little mercy. Yami took the hint, braced his hands on the other's thighs and allowed the head to enter into his mouth.

Seto fought back any betraying sounds that would make him sound like the submissive, but he failed miserably. Yami swirled his tongue and altered between fast and hard suctions to more leisure ones. Seto's hands went into Yami's hair and pulled him away.

" On the bed," he growled hoarsely. Yami nodded at once and stood, slightly trembling with anticipation. He sat at the edge and waited.

" Lie down."

Yami pushed himself up until his head was rested on the plush, blue pillows. Seto crawled up after him, looking much like a dangerous cat advancing upon his prey. Yami's legs fell open obediently as Seto rested himself between them, and then swooped down to kissed him roughly.

Yami moaned and arched, wanting to feel every bit of Seto on him. His lover pressed himself fully down and crushed him comfortably into the mattress. As the lip-pock grew hotter, Seto coaxed Yami's hands up to the bars at the head of the bed, gently securing them with scarves ( for the handcuffs might have been to rough on those delicate wrists).

Completing his task and needing much air Seto broke away and sat up, studying his work with satisfaction. Yami tried to pull at his hands, and it was then that he noticed his dilemma.

" Seto?" he questioned. " What�?"

The CEO just bent and nibbled at his neck, licking and grazing his perfect teeth against it. He merely purred in response. Yami's question died on his lips as he arched again and tossed his head to the side. Seto fished under the pillows for the stored lubrication there, and the nipple pinchers as well.

He lovingly lapped at the hard nubs before he applied the said pinchers on them. Yami was panting wildly now and looking much like a wanton sex-crazed maniac.

" Oh fuck..." Yami let the other's name fall from his lips in a breathy, weak whisper full of pleading. Seto gave him a quick kiss on the lips before sitting up again. He took a blue tube and uncapped it, hastily squeezing the gel onto his fingers. The Pharaoh's legs spread wider when Seto shifted lower to his entrance.

Yami bit his lip as the first finger entered, much too cold in his over heated body. Seto used his other hand to stroke his cock to distract him.

" Seto� d-don't," gasped Yami, straining against the single bond that wrapped around his wrists. " I- I'll come�"
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