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Please don't kill me. D:

The First Time

Whenever Tea Gardner's mind wandered to sex, she always pictured it as her first time. She'd be deliciously shy, and her hands would tremble as they wrapped around his neck.

The man almost always remained nameless and faceless, besides the occasional celebrity, but then he'd always have the same mannerisms, say the same sweet somethings. But sometimes Tea herself was different in those dreams. Maybe she'd have long hair, she'd be wilder, sexier, but still in every fantasy, a virgin. She just didn't know how to picture it any other way. A wedding night, a first date, his office desk. The unbearable pain was always key to her daydreams. She dwelled on it longer than she did on the imaginary pleasure. Did that make her a definite masochist? So her future partner would be a sadist?

He would definitely not be a virgin. How would he know where to touch, what to do, what to say when she cried in pain?

When she was sure no one was home, Tea practiced her scream.

She wondered if anyone else thought like her.

Maybe her hanging around Joey, Tristan and Yugi had something to do with it. With all the crazy adventures they got themselves into, it was almost like she enjoyed the discomfort of sleeping in tents, trailers, and the beautiful jet-lag from the frequent travel to long distance tournaments.

At least she knew that wasn't true. She loved her friends. And she hoped that they'd still love her even if they found out about her creepy sexual desires. She hoped that they wouldn't start to regard her with a weird fascination that the gang usually did when it came to, say, Seto Kaiba.

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Whenever Seto Kaiba's mind wandered to sex, he always pictured it as the thousandth time he'd done it. He'd be an expert at copulation, just like how he was an expert at everything else.

He'd be some sort of sexual sage. Women would bow at his feet – not that they didn't already. But they'd do it not solely because of his looks and money, but because he was simply a sex god. Kaiba thought that he was halfway there, to sexual stardom, already. He just had to "lose it," first. Seto Kaiba hated that term, "to lose it." He hated losing. And did Kaiba ever act like a virgin, anyway? Finding women worthy of his time (and penis) was where the challenge was. And Kaiba did love a challenge.

Kaiba's mind ventured into carnal pursuits only when he was alone and bored. In hours-long meetings, he tended to think more about chopping associates' heads off with Duel Disks than banging a girl on the desk in front of him. Not that the thought never crossed his mind. He thought of himself as a sadist. After all, what high-ranking, world-dominating CEO with any business sense wasn't?

Bill Gates was just a nerdy pussy.

No way would he be a tender lover. Sure, he'd be gentle if need be, but no way was he going to be whispering, "I love you's," while pounding her into tomorrow and oblivion. It just didn't work that way. He hoped there was some girl who could bear, if not enjoy, a little pain and rough sex, without being a creepy dominatrix.

Kaiba wondered if anyone else thought like him.

He hoped Mokuba would never catch a hint of his thoughts. Sure, it was normal for a man to want to be dominant, but dwelling on the pleasure of making her come while screaming in pain certainly was not. Maybe it was even kind of sick. Again, Seto Kaiba wasn't your average teenager.

Or human being, for that matter.

Kaiba grit his teeth. There was no way he was going to school with those thoughts simmering in his head. He held tightly onto the handle of his briefcase. He eyed the closed lock on the door of his limo. His calm and cold composure belied his racing mind, and the hormones in his blood that were tipping the scales.

'S-Seto! Oooh, Seto!' she'd scream his name.

"Seto! Seto Kaiba! Get off your high horse and park in the lot like a normal person!" a female voice yelled at him as he stepped out of his limo. She has chocolate brown hair that skimmed her shoulders.

'Tea freakin' Gardner,' he rolled his eyes.

She had a lot of nerve. And spunk. A lot of spunk. She probably got it from her little boyfriends.

He scowled at her, and slammed the door shut behind him. She was already halfway up the stairs, her uniform skirt skimming her thighs.

'You need to get laid,' they thought about each other, simultaneously.


I think spunk means semen. Rofl. The ending was a lot more epic in my head. Idk.

Tell me how I can do better. I already wrote chapter 2, it just needs editing. I want a little constructive criticism. I'm terribly attached to Tea and Kaiba, I just hope I have Kaiba in character, as much as he can be in character for being sexual. You know? I feel like I'm okay with Tea. I need practice. :/