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A Gift	By : AnironLegolas Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > General Views: 2810 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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YAY! Seto.Yami again!!!!!!! PWP. On Seto's Blimp, he realizes that something bothers our extremely hot Pharaoh.

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A Gift

Narrowed blue eyes watched him leave the room. It was obvious that something bothered the Pharaoh, and he would find out soon enough. This was his Blimp, and whatever went on inside of it was his business. Besides, it involved a certain Spirit whom he had grown to love�

Growling at his last thought, Seto left the other idiots behind and followed Yami to his room. Just when the sliding doors were about to shut, Seto stepped between them and held his arms out, stopping them in their tracks. Yami turned.

" Kaiba, what are you doing here?" he asked in mild surprise. " Shouldn't you be preparing for the Tournament?"

" I'm well prepared," replied the CEO as he coolly walked inside and took a seat on a small recliner. He smirked at Yami's indignant huff.

" Excuse me, but I didn't exactly invite you in," snapped Yami, impatient under all the stress of saving the world. " I really don't have time for this."

" Make time," Seto simply replied as he began to unfasten the Duel Disk from his arm. He could feel Yami's utmost shock.

" Kaiba, are you all right? Why are you--?"

" Zip it for a moment, will you?" cut in the brunette. " I need to talk to you about something." He laid his Disk on the coffee table before him and stood, walking over to the windows on the side. He gazed out casually, subtly watching the Pharaoh on the reflection of the glass.

" What about?" asked Yami, unfastening his Disk as well. There was no reason to be wearing at this time. Besides, Kaiba took off his; this must be worth while.

" Why are you so uptight? And who is Marik? What does he want with you?"

Yami's eyes widened. He didn't know Kaiba cared. " What does it matter to you?"

Seto shrugged indifferently. " I just don't want anything effecting your duels. You need to be in top shape when I defeat you." But that wasn't his main concern.

Yami huffed as he took off his jacket to get more comfortable. He felt Yugi sleeping in the soul room, and he blocked his Aibou out completely. He didn't want to cover him with more burdens. It was bad enough that his grandpa and friends were involved.

" Is that it?" he asked, not surprised. " You came in here to tell me all that?"

Seto's eyes narrowed. " No," he replied sharply. " I just hope you know that everything that happens here is my business. And if you have any concerns, I should deal with them." He turned to face his rival. " I know that this is more than a mere tournament for you; so just tell me what this is really about."

Yami stood speechless for a while. He didn't know what to say. For one; he was surprised that Kaiba cared. For two; he wasn't sure if he should even share his troubles with him. This was Kaiba, and he wasn't exactly the number one person on his list of those he trusted.

" All I know is that there is a great evil," he replied carefully. " And I must save the world from it."

Seto smiled ruefully. " Hn, the great 'Pharaoh' coming to the rescue again," he said mockingly. " Did you ever think that you needed a little help once in a while?"

It was as though Seto had read his mind. Yami would love to have someone take all the pressure away- to get rid of his burdens and treat him like a normal person with normal needs. Yami just had to be 'perfect', but hated by the one who could fulfill his needs�

Crimson eyes hardened. " I'm fine, Kaiba. I don't need help, but only the support of my friends."

" Is that all you need? Just your puny little friends?"

" Quiet, Kaiba! I am tired of your insults. Leave now if you have nothing better to say."

" Are you kicking me out? You are in no position to do so, Pharaoh." Seto stepped closer to Yami who stood his ground and stared up at the person before him. Seto tried to at least intimidate the other teen with his height, but that never worked.

" I do as I will," hissed Yami.

Seto chuckled and pushed the other back. Yami's knees bent at the edge of a love seat and he fell back. He moved to stand up again, but Seto moved closer and held his shoulders down.

" Are you able to now?" asked Seto sarcastically as he moved closer, invading the Pharaoh's space. Yami leaned back to put more space between himself and Seto. He fought hard to refuse the blush that dared to creep up on his cheeks.

" Get away from me," Yami growled angrily, brushing Seto's hands off his shoulders. He stared challengingly up into those dark blue eyes.

Seto smirked. He had his Pharaoh right where he wanted him. His hands placed themselves on the arm rests and he leaned forward again until his face was inches from Yami's. The Spirit didn't flinch or show any sign of discomfort; he only met the glare with his own.

" You need an attitude adjustment," Seto said in a low voice. His gaze pierced through any wall Yami had clumsily put around himself, and the CEO clearly saw concern and stress there. Other emotions noted were confusion and fury. Yami clearly had issues and Seto wanted to lift them off, if only for a night. Couldn't he see that?

The smaller teen yearned to look away and break their lock, however, he didn't want to back down from the challenge. But he knew that Seto was counting on that fact. Yami knew that Seto could read him like a book, and he should have looked away while he had the chance. Judging by the facial expressions on the one before him, Seto definitely found out something interesting about him.

" Move!" Yami growled at last, pushing Seto with most of his strength. Seto, however, was prepared for the move and he caught each of Yami's wrist and pinned them on top of the back rest. Yami's eyes narrowed dangerously as Seto's smirk widened.

" You should have been faster tthatthat, Pharaoh," teased the CEO.

" I don't need my hands to inflict damage anyway," hissed Yami dangerously. He was surprised when Seto chuckled in amusement. Obviously the CEO didn't heed that threat. " I'm warning you, Kaiba�"

Seto leaned closer, his common sense all forgotten. All that mattered were those pink, pursed lips that he desired to taste, and the emotion in those dark eyes that he desired to turn to passion.

Yami noticed his helpless position, and he made an attempt to struggle. Seto's grip only tightened and he shifted closer, nestling himself between his legs. The Spirit tried to control his breathing, but he doubted that Seto couldn't feel it's uneven rhythm. For some odd reason, he was reacting to Seto and his advances. It felt right... and... this was what he needed, wasn't it?

Seto licked his lips before finally swooping down to capture Yami's lips in as. Is. It was plaint and tight under his own, but when he breathed the word, "please", a small passage was made for him, and he was able to slip his tongue inside.

He was met with heat and moisture, and a weak moan escaped him as he carefully plunged in further, searching for his partner's tongue.

Yami's heart rate picked up when Seto's invading tongue flicked against the roof of his mouth. His breathing fell out of his control and once again became uneven and audible this time. His wrists twisted for release, but not to push Seto away, but to bring him closer. The CEO's first plea hit a chord in him that made his resolve crumble.

Seto found Yami's laying tongue and slid against it playfully into movement. He heard Yami let out a cut-off moan, and he did it again with more courage. Yami's cry escaped him fully this time, and Seto applied more passion into the kiss, fully bent on making the Pharaoh respond.

At this point, Yami felt hands run through his hair and realized that his wrists were finally free. He sighed in the lip-lock and brought his nimble fingers to Seto's jaw. The brunette decided to pull away then, satisfied with getting a reaction out of his rival.

Yami opened his mouth to protest, but he was stopped as Seto placed a finger before his reddened lips.

" Shh." Seto's eyes were dark now as they gazed out at Yami. The Pharaoh fell silent and nodded. Seto moved his hand from before Yami's lips to stroke his cheek tenderly. The Spirit leaned into the touch contentedly.

" Now," the brunette's voice was deep and husky, and Yami bit back a whimper, " what troubles you, Yami?"

The smaller teen closed his eyes and sighed. " I must win to stop Marik from getting my Puzzle," he replied in a weary voice. " I am the only one that can stop him."

" From doing what?"

Yami opened his eyes. " From taking over the world."

Seto looked into those crimson eyes and he felt sorry for his rival. It was then that he also realized that the emotions there must have existed 5000 years back, and instead of Marik causing them, it was him as the High priest.

Yami longed for some sort of release, and he grew impatient. He wrapped his arms around Seto's neck and brought him forward to initiate a hungry, heated kiss. His once plaint tongue sought out Seto's and dueled sensually with it. The brunette let out a moan as his hands fell to Yami's leather clad thighs.

" Come up," breathed Yami hoarsely between their lip-pock. Seto complied at once and straddled Yami's lap, his knees bending beside him and trapping him. Yami's wandering hands brushed Seto's white coat off his shoulders and onto the floor. They then rested on Seto's hips, pushing them down roughly.

Seto broke away. " Slow down, Yami," he moaned out, not really meaning it. He darkly eyed the leather collar around Yami's neck and he unfastened it, throwing it aside somewhere. His lips attacked the bare column, nipping and sucking hard enough to leave marks. Seto would make Yami remember this as well as show some sign to possession...

Deep chuckles escaped Yami at Seto's haste. His hands roamed the other's back and over firm buttocks, squeezind rud rubbing encouragingly. They locked their lips together once more.

Seto busied the rest of himself by unbuckling Yami's tight tee and grinding himself down against the Spirit's hardening erection. Yami's free hands pulled up Seto's black long sleeve shirt to feel the hot, firm flesh beneath.

" I want you," Yami growled after he broke their kiss. He watched in fascination as azure eyes gimpoimpossibly darker. " I want you in me� can you do that?"

Seto bit his lip and nodded, pulling his shirt off as well as Yami's. His hands drifted down to Yami's pants, and he lustfully observed how Yami whimpered and how his hips thrust up rather impatiently.

Keeping their gazes locked, the CEO blindly undid the fastenings and freed the appendage there. He looked down and grasped the weeping erection, stroking and petting it affectionately. Yami moaned and whimpered, thrusting and silently begging for Seto to complete him.

Seto looked back up into half-lidded eyes. " Say it," he muttered huskily as he pulled on his love's member. " Say it."

Yami's hands wrapped themselves around Seto's hand and squeezed. " Seto�" he whimpered.

Seto batted his hands awnd gnd grasped the base of his arousal. Yami threw his head back and gasped. " Beg me, my Pharaoh," he muttered again, slowly pulling his hand up. " And I will give it to you."

Yami knew what he needed to do, and he locked gazes with Seto. " Please," he whispered, " touch me."

Seto's own arousal throbbed and he fell to the ground on his knees. At once he had Yami's throbbing cock in his mouth as he slowly began to suck. Yami let out a cry and clenched his hadns into rich, sable locks, fighting the urge to thrust forward.

" Oh Ra� Seto�" whimpered Yami as a tongue swirled along the sides. " Oh� fuck�" His virgin body increased the pleasure ten-fold, and he felt that he would come too soon. " Seto� I'll�"

The CEO ignored him and sucked harder. He brought his hand down to fondle Yami's balls, and it was then that Yami arched and released violently, nearly screaming as he came.

Seto pulled away and licked his lips greedily. He pulled the rest of Yami's pants off andd thd them aside somewhere. He climbed back up on Yami and sat on his thighs.

" Someone must have heard ," ," he whispered in a deep tone, tracing Yami's red lips. The Pharaoh's breathing was loud and labored, and Seto smirked; it was all because of him.

" I don't� care�" replied Yami, touching Seto's firm stomach and chest. He brushed his palms past Seto's nipples, and the CEO hissed in pleasure.

" Mm, my dragon enjoys that, does he?" Yami leaned forward and nipped lightly at the left nipple. Seto groaned and placed a hand on Yami's head, pushing him against his chest.

Yami chuckled and licked it sensually, making it harden and peak. He did the same to the other nipple, reducing Seto to moans. Yami had to remember this weakness

The brunette became impatient and began to unfasten his belt to undo his slacks. He stood to push them off along with his blue briefs. He took Yami's hand and led him to the bed in the corner of the room, pushing him down gently and straddling him.

" Do you have anything?" he asked huskily, lazily stroking Yami's reawakening cock. Yami bit his lip, trying to think despite the nerve sizzling pleasure.

" I� don't know�" gasped Yami.

Seto stopped and fought the urge to continue when his Pharaoh whimpered. He jumped out of bed and went into the bathroom, searching for something that he had supplied his guests with.

Good thing Mokuba suggested he give them lotion, too. Seto found the small blue bottle and returned to Yami who was touching himself. Seto batted his hand away with a mock-scolding glare and opened the cap of the blueberry scented lotion. He spread Yami's legs and settled between them.

" Relax, all right?" said Seto as he sought out and found Yami's entrance. Yami nodded and spread his legs wider, preparing for any amount of discomfort. Penetration hurt at first, but the Spirit tried to adjust. Seto was understanding and slow. He added a second finger and leaned down to kiss Yami tenderly as he searched for--

Yami moaned into their kiss, shifting his lower half and begging Seto to find that spot again. Seto smirked against Yami's lips and added a third finger to thrust against Yami's prostate more firmly. Yami moaned again and responded by thrusting.

Seto pulled his fingers away and applied more lotion onto his fingers. He stretched Yami one last time before coating his erection and positioning himself at Yami's entrance.

They locked gazes.

" Yami� are you all right?" asked the CEO in concern, brushing damp bangs out of Yami's face. Yami nodded as he slightly trembled, waiting in anticipation.

" Do it," he whispered, wrapping his legs around Seto's waist. Seto nodded and plunged in slowly, relishing in the heat and tightness of Yami's body and trying to maintain control. Yami forced himself to relax despite the pain.

At last, Seto was fully settled within him and he hovered over Yami, panting and biting his lip.

Yami looked up at Seto and nodded. Seto returned the gesture and withdrew before pushing back in. Yami arched and groaned. " Seto�" he whimpered with need.

Seto kissed Yami as he established a slow and steady rhythm, intent on making this last. At the brink of their release, he would pull back and slow down, prolonging their orgasm.

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The brunette heard Yami moan as he brushed his straining erection, and he brought his hand down to stroke it lightly. Yami cried out sharply, thrusting more earnestly.

Seto moaned and began to put more force into his thrusts without changing the speed. He pulled back and saw Yami writhing and flushed, imprinting the image into his memory. The Pharaoh was lost in his pleasure; there was something familiar about it, as if he had done this before.

" Yami�" whispered Seto in a strained tone. Yami looked up at him. " I� uh� fuck�" He bit his lip to cut off a particularity loud groan.

Yami's body moved up at the movement of each thrust, his head dangerously close to hitting the headboard. He watched Seto's restrained expression and he brought him down to whisper into his ear.

" Don't� hold back," he groaned. He felt Seto's throat vibrate roughly against his shoulder response. " I know� you want to� just� fuck me�"

Seto let out a savage growl and let his control slip. His hips began to move faster and harder, finishing off their two hours of love-making. His hand tightened around Yami's cock as he assaulted his prostate.

Yami screamed Seto's name when he finally released, bringing Seto with him as he roared. They collapsed, sated and weary, oblivious to the people they might have awakened.

Yami fought to bring his pulse down. " I� thank you� Seto," he mumbled between pants.

Seto nodded and slipped out of Yami. He gazed gently into his former rival's eyes. What he saw there before had been replaced with happiness and love, and Seto knew that he had made up for everything.

" You're welcome, Pharaoh," he replied softly, nuzzling Yami's neck.

Yami smiled when he felt Seto's breathing even out in slumber and gazed contentedly out the window. The moon was bright and full, and he knew for sure that he would have the strength to save the world. The shadows of doubt in the back of his mind had disappeared...

Owari

Like it? Heehee. Too many damn Seto/Yami fics! Oh yeah! And I believe that I forgot to write DISCLAIMERS on my last two stories! WHOOPS!

DISCLAIMERS:::: ALSO for " We Meet Again" and " Masochist Yami" I DO NOT OWN YUGI-OH!!!!!! All belongs to Konami and Kazuki Takahashi!!!!!!!!

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