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My Job Blows	By : SecretSoul Category: Yu-Gi-Oh > Yaoi - Male/Male Views: 1417 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own YuGiOh!, nor any of the characters from it. I do not make any money from the writing of this story.

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- 1-My Job Blows
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SecretSoul: I know, I know, I know….but I can’t stop getting ideas and they’re driving me crazy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Absolutely insane. I can’t write my novels w/o still thinking about ff. so….I’m giving in. I’m not gonna write near as many fics or update often, but I will write ff still. Anyway, enjoy.

Disclaimer : don't own yugioh

My Job Blows
“Please! I need a job” Malik whined to Seto in the CEO’s office.
“You’re not really qualified for any of the jobs here. Why don’t you ask Yugi to put in a good word for you with his grandpa and leave me alone?” Seto said dryly.
“I did” Malik sighed, “Please? I’m so tired of Isis getting on my case and she told me if I don’t get a job she’ll throw me out. Don’t you need like a secretary or something? Anything?” Malik gave Seto a puppy face, a rare sight indeed.
Seto sighed and looked up some things on the computer, “Well…the mail boy just quit a few days ago” Seto suggested.
“Mail boy? What does that do?” Malik asked, walking around the desk and leaning over Seto’s shoulder to look at the screen.
“Do you mind?” Seto said annoyed.
“Sorry, forgot your personal space was about 50 feet” Malik rolled his eyes and stood back a few feet.
“The mail boy goes around the office building giving everyone their mail and files, and sometimes he fetches coffee or picks up someone’s lunch” Seto couldn’t help but have a small smirk, he didn’t need to turn around to know the expression on Malik’s face.
“Sounds like slave work to me” Malik crossed his arms.
“You want a job or not? It pays $7.50 an hour” Seto turned in his chair and crossed his own arms.
Malik sighed in defeat, “Fine, when can I start?”
“Tomorrow, 8:00 a.m.” Seto answered, turning back around.
“8:00 a.m.! That’s like befor the sun rises!” Malik gasped.
“Actually…” Seto was going to correct Malik, but th eEgyptian cut him off.
“Yeah, I know. Fine, whatever…” Malik walked out of the office, closing the door harder than he needed to.
A few days later after Malik had gone through training, Seto heard a knock on his door.
“What?” he said annoyed as usual.
Seto looked up when the door opened and Malik came in, pushing his cart full of boxes, files, and mail. He couldn’t help but have a little amused smile seeing Malik wear dress shoes, khaki pants, a long sleeve, light blue dress shirt with an Orange County Chopper tie and no jewelry except his earings and a few rings.
“Don’t you look adorable?” Seto smirked.
“Indeed, when am I not?” Malik smiled and sat on Seto’s desk.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Seto demanded when Malik sat on some important papers.
Malik pulled out two files and some mail that were for Seto, “Let’s see…bill, bill…credit card offer, trash, junk, letter from some lame company…” Malik read Seto’s mail as he dropped it on the desk.
“It’s none of your business what my mail is” Seto growled.
“I figured since you’re so rich you didn’t read, you were read to” Malik smiled, “And look, a file on Nacy Chapman, are you going to fire her? Wait till the ladies hear this” Malik laughed, pulling his hand back when Seto tried to snatch it from him.
“I get you this job and this is how you treat me, I can just as easily take this job away” Seto threatened.
“You were enjoying yourself too much, so I thought I’d be an ass” Malik shrugged, handing the file to Seto, who grabbed it angrily.
“Why are you always so grouchy?” Malik asked, picking up a picture of Seto and Mokuba from the desk.
“Why are you so annoying?” Seto grumbled, “don’t you have a job to do?”
“You’re my last stop. Want any coffee, Mr. Kaiba?” Malik asked disgustingly sweet, “Perhaps a message?” he couldn’t help himself.
“Go away” Seto said sternly.
“I thought I’d try and make my job fun so I don’t get depressed” Malik shrugged, “Are you sure you don’t want some Fritos from the vending machines?”
Seto glared up at Malik, “No, I don’t.”
“You’re so cute when you’re mad” Malik smiled, getting off the desk and walking over behind it and leaned against it.
“Excuse me?” Seto raised an eyebrow.
“See, Bakura put an aphrodisiac in my orange juice this morning as a joke, and if I don’t get some right now I’m going to go crazy” Malik turned Seto’s chair to face him and jumped in Seto’s lap, straddling his hips and kissing his neck.
“Wait…we can’t…do this” Seto tried to keep himself under control, getting hard as Malik moved his hips, causing friction between them.
“It won’t take long” Malik breathed, kissing Seto aggressively.
Seto was too horny to stop now, kissing Malik back just as intensly. He ran his hands down Malik’s back and untucked his shirt, then undid Malik’s belt and pants, slipping his hands underneath the waist line and cupped Malik’s butt cheeks, pushing his hips harder against himself. Malik moaned, undoing Seto’s collar and kissing and nipping at his defined collar bones, while his hands unbuttoned the rest of Seto’s shirt and ran his fingertips in circles around Seto’s nipples, causing them to harden. The CEO gasped slightly and couldn’t take it anymore. Seto pushed Malik onto the floor, taking his shirt off and kissing down his body, licking his nipples in revenge, causing the Egyptian teenager to whimper in pleasure. Malik reached down and undid Seto’s pants, pushing them down. Seto finished taking off his clothes for Malik, also removing Malik’s clothes. Malik pulled on Seto’s left thigh, and Seto knew what Malik wanted. He turned around and began licking Malik’s long, hard shaft, feeling Malik’s warm mouth tease the tip of his. Seto tried to concentrate on not bucking his hips into Malik’s mouth. Malik reached up and put a finger inside Seto, moving it with his sucking. Seto moaned at the added sensation and decided to reach under Malik to give him the same pleasure.
“Oh…Ra..” Malik bucked slightly, “Fuck me, Seto” Malik panted.
“Gladly” Seto breathed, turning and kissing Malik, reaching down to spread Malik’s legs.
Seto slowly entered Malik, his penis plenty wet from Malik’s mouth. Malik hissed slightly at the intursion, but the pain quickly became pleasure. Seto began moving his hips, thrusting in and out of the teenager beneath him.
“Ra…faster, damn it” Malik commanded.
Seto did as told and began to thrust deeper and harder into Malik. Malik reached down and began to stroke himself in time with Seto’s thrusts. Seto pushed his hand out of the way and took over for him, letting him enjoy the sex in complete ecstasy. Seto grunted loudly, feeling he was about to come.
“Mr. Kiaba, is everything ok?” Seto’s secretary asked over the speaker.
“Yes, I’m fine” Seto managed, hearing the click that the secretary hung up.
“I’m gonna come” Malik tried not to moan to loudly.
Seto kissed Malik, thrusting a even faster. A moment later Malik came, yelling into Seto’s mouth as they kissed. Seto came inside Malik, trying to remain quiet as well, falling onto Malik.
“Better…now?” Seto panted.
“Yeah…thanks” Malik managed, still dazed from the pleasure.
“Anything for my employees” Seto joked.
“Not feeling as grouchy?” Malik asked, wiping some of Seto’s bangs that were sticking to his forehead from sweating.
“No, actually” Seto gave a small smile.
“Anything for my boss” Malik kissed Seto.
“What about Bakura?” Seto asked, standing up to put his boxers back on.
“He’d love to join us” Malik smiled.
“Uh, that’s not what I meant…but…” Seto couldn’t help but smile, “Sounds like an interesting proposition.”
“He needs a job too” Malik hinted.
“We could always use a janitor on the night shift” Seto had a mischievous smirk.
“I’ll let him know” Malik winked and got dressed as well. “Later, sir” Malik smiled and walked out of the office.
“Get back to work, slacker” Seto grumbled as Malik left.
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SecretSoul: yup, that’s it. I was in the mood for a lemon, and I know you are^_~
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