Author's Notes: What happens when I stay up too late after blitzing on Yu-Gi-Oh shrines? This fic. One of the boy's is a vampire, and Seto's hooked on feeding him.
Kalliope the Mewthree: This is not yaoi, that's the little yapping furball's specialty.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of this, so no sueing allowed.
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Addicted
By: BlackLadyCharon
Who ever thought that this would ever happen? I, Seto Kaiba, Chapion Duelist, Second only to Yuugi Motou, serving as a snack bar for someone I despise. But it feels so good, and for a few blissful moments I can forget the pressure of my name and status while his lips burn at my throat and some of my lifeblood flows into him.
It started by accident, shortly after I defeated Joey in the test duel for my new system. He must have been starving, barely able to hang onto his sanity, but he left Yuugi and the others to keep them safe. Ironic, that he should manage to bumble into me during that red hazed period and I couldn't do a thing to stop him. He may look skinny and fragile, but there's hell's own strength in his bones.
Getting chomped on by a red eyed snarling fiend was not exactly in what I'd planned, but I couldn't bat him aside, and I forgot what little I knew about vampires in my panic. Not that most of it's accurate, as he walks by day and doesn't fear a cross.
Of course, among what I didn't kniw was how painfully addicting a vampire's bite can be. It's different for each human, with the average being about three bites in as many days. Appearantly I'm in the rare one bite equals vampire junike range. All I really remember from the first bite is the utter fear and shock as his fangs pierced my neck, followed by the indescribale pleasure and the feeling of him suckling at my throat. I do know I throughly disgraced myself by crying and begging for him to continue when he finally stopped. How he managed to disentangle himself without hurting me, or to sooth me to sleep is a mystery.
He didn't leave right away, so I suspect this isn't the first time he's accidentally gotten someone this way while bloodcrazed, but it was a comfort when I woke screaming from the icy burning at my throat and he was there to hold me until I quieted. If I didn't know that he was straight, I'd swear he was making a pass at me, but he's never tried that, never gone beyound blood marking me as one of his donors.
When Pegasus was defeated and I was released from the card my soul was trapped in, we both figured that would end my addiction to his bites, and for a few days it certainly seemed so. I threw myself into my work, routing out the men who had thought they could overthrow me. In truth, I had quite forgotten that I had been bitten. Untik I woke up gasping and screaming while the never quite healed bite marks throbbed and wept blood.
I gather he came fairly quickly, but it seemed like an eternity of pain and agonizing need to me. I wept with relief when I felt his fangs slip into the wounds in my neck, clung desperately to him as he sated himself. I cried a bit more when he retracted his fangs and licked the wounds to seal them. He held me and rocked me to sleep and was gone like a wraith by morning.
I know now that I can go about a week without being bitten. If I delay too long, I become feverishly energetic as my body tries to cope without the addiction it craves. Much longer after that, and I risk the wounds opening and losing my sanity. It's an endless cycle, and one that I can't break, no matter how much I want to.
I utterly despise it, but I'm stuck as an addict to Ryou Bakura.
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Like? Hate? Review!
Bakura: O.O;;;;;; ... I thought you liked me...
I do, I just had to write this.
Seto: At least she didn't make it worse...
Don't worry, I have not yet begun to write.
Seto: ...Meep...
Kalliope the Mewthree: This is not yaoi, that's the little yapping furball's specialty.
Disclaimer: Don't own any of this, so no sueing allowed.
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Addicted
By: BlackLadyCharon
Who ever thought that this would ever happen? I, Seto Kaiba, Chapion Duelist, Second only to Yuugi Motou, serving as a snack bar for someone I despise. But it feels so good, and for a few blissful moments I can forget the pressure of my name and status while his lips burn at my throat and some of my lifeblood flows into him.
It started by accident, shortly after I defeated Joey in the test duel for my new system. He must have been starving, barely able to hang onto his sanity, but he left Yuugi and the others to keep them safe. Ironic, that he should manage to bumble into me during that red hazed period and I couldn't do a thing to stop him. He may look skinny and fragile, but there's hell's own strength in his bones.
Getting chomped on by a red eyed snarling fiend was not exactly in what I'd planned, but I couldn't bat him aside, and I forgot what little I knew about vampires in my panic. Not that most of it's accurate, as he walks by day and doesn't fear a cross.
Of course, among what I didn't kniw was how painfully addicting a vampire's bite can be. It's different for each human, with the average being about three bites in as many days. Appearantly I'm in the rare one bite equals vampire junike range. All I really remember from the first bite is the utter fear and shock as his fangs pierced my neck, followed by the indescribale pleasure and the feeling of him suckling at my throat. I do know I throughly disgraced myself by crying and begging for him to continue when he finally stopped. How he managed to disentangle himself without hurting me, or to sooth me to sleep is a mystery.
He didn't leave right away, so I suspect this isn't the first time he's accidentally gotten someone this way while bloodcrazed, but it was a comfort when I woke screaming from the icy burning at my throat and he was there to hold me until I quieted. If I didn't know that he was straight, I'd swear he was making a pass at me, but he's never tried that, never gone beyound blood marking me as one of his donors.
When Pegasus was defeated and I was released from the card my soul was trapped in, we both figured that would end my addiction to his bites, and for a few days it certainly seemed so. I threw myself into my work, routing out the men who had thought they could overthrow me. In truth, I had quite forgotten that I had been bitten. Untik I woke up gasping and screaming while the never quite healed bite marks throbbed and wept blood.
I gather he came fairly quickly, but it seemed like an eternity of pain and agonizing need to me. I wept with relief when I felt his fangs slip into the wounds in my neck, clung desperately to him as he sated himself. I cried a bit more when he retracted his fangs and licked the wounds to seal them. He held me and rocked me to sleep and was gone like a wraith by morning.
I know now that I can go about a week without being bitten. If I delay too long, I become feverishly energetic as my body tries to cope without the addiction it craves. Much longer after that, and I risk the wounds opening and losing my sanity. It's an endless cycle, and one that I can't break, no matter how much I want to.
I utterly despise it, but I'm stuck as an addict to Ryou Bakura.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~END~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Like? Hate? Review!
Bakura: O.O;;;;;; ... I thought you liked me...
I do, I just had to write this.
Seto: At least she didn't make it worse...
Don't worry, I have not yet begun to write.
Seto: ...Meep...